Zhang Bolin said "too" twice but couldn't find a very suitable word. It is best to use the sentence "a flower stuck in cow dung" to describe it.
But he immediately chose the more lethal moral high ground: "Liu Xiang has had several life secretaries and has children. He talks like a father and can't be more greasy. Xiao Zhang will marry him?"
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Dongmen Chuiyu thought to himself that it’s hard for you to say what’s in your heart. Although in his opinion, the possibility of Zhang Yunmi falling in love with Liu Xiang is not necessarily greater than that of falling in love with him. However, Xiao Zhang has been training locally in the past few years, and it is vaguely possible.
Yue already has the momentum to take charge of the political party, and Liu Xiang is also a rising star in the galaxy of the Senate. The future district chief or "prime minister" is within range.
If Xiao Zhang is an ambitious woman, it is not impossible to join forces through marriage. But this possibility is very small. At least in Dongmen Chuiyu's view, Zhang Yunmi is not such a person.
Of course, these can only be regarded as conjectures. After all, no one knows Zhang Yunmi’s true inner thoughts.
Dongmen thought about it and said: "Berlin, when Xiao Zhang was a student, he liked to wear beautiful clothes, sing, dance and become an idol. This is the privilege of young girls, but idols must graduate after all. Xiao Zhang has graduated.
She has her own work and life now. Xiao Zhang is now an adult. Who she gets close to and who she likes are her personal freedoms. Everyone is equal."
"I understand, I understand." Zhang Bolin said eagerly, "But I just don't feel angry. I can totally accept that Yunmi doesn't like me. Sometimes my temper is a bit harsh, but I'm not unreasonable.
Of course she has the freedom to choose. I completely accept the fact that Xiao Zhang talks about being friends with others, but why is it Mayor Liu? I think it is the grandson named Liu who took advantage of his job to deceive Xiao Zhang!"
Dongmen Chuiyu persuaded: "Who said Zhang Yunmi and Mayor Liu are acting like friends? Aren't you just making friends out of thin air?"
"It's said like this in Guangzhou..."
"This is a rumor. Aren't they just working together more often?"
Zhang Bolin seemed not to have heard anything and continued to vent his dissatisfaction: "Yes, Liu Xiang is now the mayor of Guangzhou Special City and a high official in the border areas. Because of his work relationship, he can still show his so-called "slander" in front of Xiao Zhang every day.
Political skill and ability. If you follow Liu Xiang, you will get a lot of political support and help, now and in the future.
"But so what? Without Liu Xiang's support and help, wouldn't Xiao Zhang be able to get ahead?!
"There are more than 500 heads in the Senate, and not all of them have to do administrative work. When the control area expands, there will be a large number of vacant positions, and even the Jiangxiang elders will have to fill them, even if they can only follow the steps.
I’m afraid there are not enough qualified talents to fill the vacancies. Without Liu Xiang’s so-called support and help, Xiao Zhang would have no problem at least becoming a district leader.”
Dongmen spread his hands: "Isn't this the end? With or without Mayor Liu's support, Xiao Zhang will become a big leader. She is young and has plenty of opportunities."
"I'm just afraid that Xiao Zhang didn't think about it for a while and let his grandson Liu take advantage of it." Zhang Bolin looked worried, "When I figure it out and understand it, can I still stab this guy?"
"I understand your concern for Xiao Zhang." Dongmen paused. "My personal opinion. Xiao Zhang has already thought of these things you are thinking of. As for whether he will be taken advantage of by Mayor Liu for a while.
I was confused and accidentally boarded a pirate ship. I don’t think so."
"Why?" Zhang Bolin was puzzled.
"No reason. There is no definite evidence. I just believe that Xiao Zhang can figure out that Mayor Liu's so-called 'advantage' is just a special state during this period."
Zhang Bolin is still worried. "My other fear is that this rumor has spread among the naturalized cadres. I'm afraid that she won't be able to withstand the pressure for a while, and Liu Shizhang will be pushed along."
"Since you like her, you have to believe her. Besides, these are all rumors. Once she makes up her mind, no one else can shake her."
Dongmen Chuiyu thought: Regarding Zhang Yunmi, Liu Xiang has no chance, and neither do you!
Suddenly, thunderous cheers and applause erupted in the venue, interrupting the whispers in the stands, and the elders followed suit and applauded in vain.
Mingqiu, People's Commissar of the Navy, stood at the most popular position on the rostrum of the Bairen University Stadium. He looked around at the neatly dressed students and planning migrant workers in the stands, and then looked down at the several neat Fubo military personnel in the stadium.
At He Ming's request, he gave a brief speech, nothing more than making persistent efforts to strive for a greater victory. Mingqiu didn't feel much excitement or joy in his heart. The People's Commissar of the Navy Mingqiu stayed in Kinmen forever.
On the sea. The only person left here is a retired former naval officer. He has submitted his resignation to the Senate and resigned from the People's Commissar of the Navy. He will later become an instructor at the Hong Kong Naval Academy, teaching and educating people for the rest of his life.
Laying the foundation for the future navy.
Tan Shuangxi stood in the center of Bairen Stadium. The feeling of being surrounded by tens of thousands of people cheering made him a little tipsy. It was worth it to have such an honor in this life! He listened very carefully to the speeches of the two leaders, which came from all directions.
The deafening sound made it difficult for him not to be serious.
"...We all come from all over the world and come together for a common goal. Today we have led the entire Hainan and Guangdong, but it is not enough. We need more resources and more people to follow us.
Only by working together can we achieve the liberation of the whole country...".
Tan Shuangxi recalled the thought that had occurred to him while marching in the morning: Why should we fight? He was originally a refugee from Guangdong. After being purified, he was assigned to live in Ma Niao because he knew how to dry salt.
During the Chengmai War, he went to the front line as a civilian husband and participated in the work of transporting ammunition and treating the wounded. The smoke and blood on the battlefield inspired his bloody spirit, and he participated in the battle on the front line. He fought with officers and soldiers on the earth embankment, and rescued the wounded. That
At that time, his thoughts were very simple and he never wanted to live the past life again.
After the war, the new recruit company trained near Chengmai and organized everyone to visit the Chengmai camp of the Ming army. Some people from Chengmai were invited to tell them about their experiences at that time. A woman described it with tears in her eyes. Her husband was a villager.
He bravely defended the city, but was captured and beheaded by the officers and soldiers, and was rewarded with military honors as the head of the Fubo Army. An old man cried out that before the officers and soldiers were defeated, they robbed all his family and insulted him.
His daughter-in-law. He secretly determined that he would never let the officers and soldiers set foot in this new hometown again, and his family members would be beheaded to repay their merits. This belief supported his military career, but when he arrived on the transport ship heading north,
He began to be confused again. This is not his hometown. Why should I "liberate" these people who have nothing to do with me? This morning, by the Wenlan River, he seemed to have found the answer. In order to protect the tranquility of his hometown
He is really willing to risk his life for life; but it seems that he is not, but what about the north? Guangdong, Guangxi, or even the land of the Ming Dynasty further away? It seems not so worth it.
During the days and nights of the battle between Guangdong and Guangxi, every soldier who fell beside him suddenly returned to his side in an instant. "...Save me..." A soldier had blood on his chest and sprayed blood from his mouth.
, grabbing randomly in the air with both hands.
"Platoon commander, the company commander ordered you to meet with the battalion headquarters for a meeting when you arrive at the camp. You have a new mission." A messenger ran over from the front of the team and pulled Tan Shuangxi from Guangdong and Guangxi back to the peaceful world of Lingao. Tan Shuangxi took advantage of
I replied to the messenger and sorted out my emotions. At this time, the welcome ceremony was over. There were still many cheering people in the stands, but there was no one on the rostrum. The teams in front had begun to leave the stadium.
It was already dusk when Tan Shuangxi arrived at the station. The distance from Bairen to Maxiao was not worth mentioning to the soldiers who were used to marching. What's more, they were still walking on a paved road - this was comparable to
It is much better for Guangdong and Guangxi to use "official roads" and all kinds of narrow paths.
This road is the most familiar to soldiers, especially for veterans like Tan Shuangxi, who has walked the road from Bairen to Ma Niao countless times. When the army was "supporting work and agriculture", most of the work
All places were reached by driving along this road. Even the road itself has left their sweat.
From a simple road that can barely pass vehicles, to a road paved with soot gravel and flat enough for carriages to drive briskly, there have been so many changes, it can really be said to be "changing with each passing day."
People were coming and going on the county road. People gathered in groups on the roadside, watching the troops' return journey, and people kept asking for news. The marching speed never picked up. It was not until noon that they arrived at Majiao Fort.
Ma Niao Fort also set up a welcoming formation. The left-behind team of the first battalion and the sick and wounded who had been sent to Ma Niao Army Hospital for recuperation came to the gate of the camp to welcome them. The comrades met and were particularly affectionate, asking about the current situation and the progress of the journey.
News from acquaintances ranged from surprise and joy to sadness and sighs.
When you return to Maziaobao, you are home. The canteen has already prepared steaming meals, including chicken, duck, and fish. It is a buffet style. You can eat as much as you want. You can't even drink on weekdays.
, this time it is also open to supply, boxes of Wenlanhe beer, as long as you don't drink it, you can do whatever you want.
Tan Shuangxi did not eat or drink as much as others. As the acting platoon leader, he and all company platoon leaders received orders to stay awake so that they could deal with any problems at night.
Although the camp didn't say what it was "dealing with", everyone knew it and was on guard against disturbances at night.
People who had served in the Ming army said that this was called "battalion roaring". In the middle of the night, someone would have nightmares and howl wildly, and the whole battalion would start a riot, and some would kill and trample each other. In the past, Tan Shuangxi and the others only thought it was
"Story". After all, he had never encountered anything like it.