Even the devil has an angel living in his heart.
The best way to eliminate violence in the heart is tenderness.
Xiao Baoyu sang a country song to explore the girl, which aroused the best and simplest longing in the hearts of these big-headed soldiers who were about to explode.
Countless coins fell down on their heads, making the people on the stage miserable. But they couldn't hide, and they didn't dare to hide. The people picking up the money were protecting their heads and faces with one hand and picking up the money with the other, and they were still shouting.
"Thank you, military masters, for the reward!"
"One more!" the soldiers shouted enthusiastically.
Their shouts were like waves, one wave after another, resounding through the sky.
Suddenly, the musicians on the stage did not seem to be so frightened anymore. The instruments in their hands started to play happily. Little Baoyu stepped back, and another pretty beauty came on the stage.
These actors seemed to have figured out the preferences of the military lords in the audience. They would no longer sing the delicate Kunlun Palace longevity song, but would specialize in singing things that the literati would disdain.
There are even people in the background who can make up the lyrics temporarily.
"Okay!" Starting website
The cheers from the audience were still overwhelming, and the beauty appeared amidst the cheers.
Different from the pretty and lively little Baoyu just now, the woman who came out this time was a little sad and sad. The cloud sleeves half covered her face, and her eyes were full of sadness. Looking up from a distance, there were countless lovesickness and countless tears of loneliness, which were buried in my heart.
Don't tell others, I feel so much self-pity and self-pity, and I'm alone.
This woman seemed a bit older, probably in her early twenties. She was just standing there, like a painting, extremely beautiful.
It was so beautiful that the rough guys in the audience held their breath, waiting for her to open their voices.
Suddenly, a gong and drum sounded.
Then, a somewhat melancholy huqin played, and the woman slowly began to sing.
"Sister Wang'er is sitting alone in the embroidery building, looking at the capital!"
"I miss me, Zhang Lang, and he still hasn't paid me back!"
"Mr. Zhang, if you leave for a day, I will draw a line on the wall!"
"Mr. Zhang, you go away for two days, and I'll draw a pair on the wall!"
"Okay!" The soldiers clapped their hands and cheered with red faces.
Another program they love to watch, Sister Wang's Missing Her Husband, tells the story of a pretty lady who is waiting to come to Beijing to rush for her husband's exam.
"There are two mandarin ducks in the tree, but they are just guarding the bed!"
"When I woke up in the middle of the night and turned over, my side was cold!"
"good!"
Since ancient times, there has been no man who doesn't like to see his young wife staying alone in an empty room. Unless that person is not a man.
No, even if he is not a man, he still likes to watch.
Of course, not all the top soldiers crowded in front of the stage and looked at each other with their mouths wide open.
There were also people in the army sitting at other high places from a distance, watching with a smile.
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Zhang Baisheng was wearing a brand-new Qianhu war jacket, and he was sitting on a taxi with hay in a taxi with a green-faced soldier of fifteen or sixteen years old, looking at the stage with a smile.
His original name was Zhang Baisheng. After joining the army, he changed his name to Zhang Baisheng in order to seek good fortune.
This was a good luck, he survived, and because of his military exploits he was promoted to Senhu of the Musketeers. His original Senhu died in the battle.
The musketeers have a strong collective presence on the battlefield. Taken individually, they are not as conspicuous as the cavalry and heavy armored infantry. He was also a scholar who entered martial arts, and was selected among the musketeers. He also has a somewhat elegant temperament.
He doesn't look like a veteran ruffian.
He was lucky. Several martial arts classmates who were selected to join the army with him all died in the battle without even leaving their names.
"Qiangzi, does it look good?" Zhang Baisheng said with a smile to the young soldier beside him.
Because he doesn't have the air of a soldier, he particularly likes his soldier who is a bit shy when smiling and timid. Although he is a superior officer in name, in his heart, this soldier named Qiangzi is like his younger brother.
"nice!"
Qiangzi smiled shyly and looked towards the stage, his face flushed.
Zhang Baisheng glanced at him and said, "Your hands still feel uncomfortable? Let's dry them out there. The doctor said, don't cover them all the time!"
"Oh!" Hearing this, Qiangzi reluctantly took out his frostbitten hands from his sleeves, resting his elbows on his knees as if he had nowhere to put them.
He suffered frostbite on his hands in Liaodong, and when he returned to the relatively warm Jiangnan, it was not only wonderful, but it became more serious.
The gaps between the fingers and the guard wounds on the palms were full of cracks, leaving thick yellow water.
"Itchy? Painful?" Zhang Baisheng said, "Don't scratch or scratch. I will go to the commander to ask for leave tomorrow and take you to the city to find a good doctor!"
"I'm not going! Qianhu!" Qiangzi lowered his head and said, "If I go, I'll have to ask you to spend money again!"
"Hey, by the way, you saved my life!" Zhang Baisheng said with a smile.
What he said was true. When the battle in Liaodong was at its peak, the Tatars stared at their projectiles and rushed up. During the fight, several Tatars grabbed Zhang Baisheng, who was taking over the command of Qianhu, and dragged him down. If it hadn't been for Qiangzi
If he rushed out with a short knife, his head might have been dismembered.
"I should!" Qiangzi lowered his head and said.
"That's it!" Zhang Baisheng smiled brightly, "When I have some time off, I will take you to the city, find a doctor to take a good look at your hand, and then take you to have a big meal!" As he said this, he hugged you affectionately.
The other person's shoulder said, "I'll find a few more former classmates and let's have fun together!"
"I don't dare!" Qiangzi said anxiously, "Well, we are all scholars, and I am a country boy, so I can't sit at the same table! My mother said that the scholars are all great people, and I can't know the depth!"
"What a damn scholar!" Zhang Baisheng smiled, "You are a scholar with no use for anything!" As he said that, he looked at the other side of the stage and joked, "Ever since this bitch came on stage, your eyes have been straight. Turn around.
I’ll take you there to find her to sing songs to you and let her drink with you!”
"Don't dare! How can I be so lucky!" Qiangzi waved his hands repeatedly in fear, but he still looked at the stage with some excitement, "That's a fairy! If I can take a close look, I will be satisfied!"
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The most beautiful thing about a young man is his love for spring, and a beautiful woman appears in his dream.
Zhang Baisheng also looked at the stage over there and thought for a while, "You, a man, you are so scared!" After saying that, he stood up and pulled the other person, "Come on, I will take you to the backstage to see this beauty!"
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"Don't you dare dare!"
"Let's go!" Zhang Baisheng couldn't tolerate the other party's rejection, "You have accumulated military merits in the military tent, and you have three Tatar heads. You are a hero of the country. Seeing her is to praise her, haha! Let's go!"
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Second Sister Wang finished singing Missing Her Husband, and Xiao Meiyu, who was singing the song, returned to the backstage.
Although she is a bit older and not as good as those girls who are fifteen or sixteen years old, she has a different flavor of her own and is usually the number one in her own wine shop.
I sat down in the backstage room, drank some tea to moisten my throat, and was about to remove my makeup when I suddenly heard someone shouting urgently outside.
"Hey, sir, you can't break in!"
"Look what's going on. I won't treat you wrong if I don't see you in vain!" A young voice said, "My brother just likes to see your little beautiful jade. Let him take a look and we'll leave!"
"It's broken!" Xiao Meiyu thought to herself, as a soldier was about to break in.
Before she could finish her thoughts, the door was pushed open, and several aunts in charge were pushed away unceremoniously by a young officer.
"What you do is just meet people, why are you so tight now!" Zhang Baisheng scolded, "I can't even meet you girls, my little brother?" He said with a bit of anger on his face, "Are you looking at me?
Grandpa, my official position is small, so I don’t take it seriously? Or do you think, grandpa, I have a good face and don’t dare to beat you?”
"Master Jun! Master Jun!" My aunt exclaimed repeatedly, "You can't do it!"
She was afraid, she was afraid that if she started this way, other officers would break in soon, which would be bad.
"Qianhu, don't look at it, I don't want to look at it!" Qiangzi whispered and pulled Zhang Baisheng's sleeve.
"No!" Zhang Baisheng was angry, "The more she refuses to let me see it, the more we want to see it!"
"Get started!" Zhang Baisheng looked at the aunts in charge, "Don't mess with me!"
With that said, he pushed away the person in front of him, pulled Qiangzi, and walked to the timid little Meiyu.
The latter was so frightened that he stood up and huddled in the corner. His face was full of fear and he did not dare to look directly.
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Sorry, it's late, it's short, it's missing.
I was interviewed by Tomato on the phone just now in the car, and now I am still stuck in traffic and wrote a chapter on my mobile phone in the car.
I'm sorry, I'm guilty, I deserve what I deserve.
This chapter has been completed!