Even the devil lives in his heart.

The best way to eliminate the violence in your heart is tenderness.

Xiao Baoyu's song "The Countryside Song" made these big-headed soldiers who were about to be on the verge of the outbreak of the powder barrel arouse the best and simplest longing in their hearts.

Countless money fell down, smashing the people on the stage in a mess. But they couldn't hide, and they dared not hide. The people who picked up the field protected their heads and faces with one hand and picked up money with the other, and were still shouting.

"Thank you all for the reward!"

"One more!" the soldiers shouted enthusiastically.

Their shouts were like waves, one after another, resounding through the sky.

Suddenly, the musicians on the stage seemed not so afraid and frightened. The instruments in their hands were happily pulled up and beaten, and Xiao Baoyu stepped back, and another pretty beauty came on stage.

These actors seemed to have figured out the preferences of these soldiers below the stage, and would never sing the delicate song of Kunlun Palace Eternal Life, but instead focused on the things that literati and scholars disdained on weekdays.

There are even people in the backstage who edit lyrics temporarily.

"good!"

The cheers from the audience were still shocking, and the beauty appeared in the cheers.

Unlike Xiao Baoyu's pretty and brisk just now, the woman who came out this time was a little sad and sad. She covered her face with her sleeves, and looked at her with sadness. Looking up at her eyes, she could not count the lovesickness and tears of her own body, and she buried her heart and could not tell her. She could not tell her countless self-pity and was alone.

The woman seemed a little old. She should be in her early twenties and stood there like a painting, which was so beautiful.

The rough men in the audience held their breath and waited for her to open their voices.

When, a gong and drum sounded.

Then, the huqin, which was a bit gentle and sad, started singing slowly.

"Sister Wang'er sits alone in the embroidery building, looking at the capital!"

"I missed me, Zhang Lang, and he has not returned it yet!"

"Zhang Lang, you have a day to walk, and I will draw a path on the wall!"

"Zhang Lang, you have two days to walk, I will draw a pair of them on the wall!"

"Okay!" The soldiers clapped their hands and cheered with red faces.

It is another program they like. Wang Erjie Misses tells the story of a pretty beauty waiting to go to Beijing to take the exam.

"There are two mandarin duck birds on the tree, but I only guard the bed in vain!"

"Wake up in the middle of the night and turn over, it's cold halfway!"

"good!"

Since ancient times, there has been no man who doesn’t like to see his young wife staying alone in the empty room. Unless that person is not a man.

No, even if he is not a man, he likes to watch it.

Of course, not all the big-headed soldiers were crowded in front of the stage, and they opened their mouths to see them.

There were also soldiers in the army sitting far away on other high places, looking at them with a smile.

~~~

Zhang Parksheng was wearing a new Thousand-House Battle Jacket and a young face. A fifteen-and-six-year-old soldier was sitting in a taxi filled with fodder, 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 get a good start.

This lottery ticket was well received, and he survived, and because of his military achievements, he was promoted to Qianhu, the Mills Team, and his original Qianhu was killed in battle.

Musketeers have a strong sense of collective presence on the battlefield. When they were taken out alone, they were not as conspicuous as cavalry and heavy armored infantry. He was also a scholar and was selected among musketeers. He also had a bit of elegant temperament, not like a veteran gangster.

He was lucky. Several martial arts classmates who were selected into the army with him were all killed in battle and did not even leave their names.

"Qianzi, is it good-looking?" Zhang Baisheng said to the young soldier beside him with a smile.

Because he has no soldier aura, he especially likes his subordinates who smile a little shyly and a little timid. Although he is nominally Shangguan, in his heart, this soldier named Qiangzi is like his younger brother.

"nice!"

Qiangzi smiled shyly and looked at the stage with a flushed face.

Zhang Baisheng glanced at him, "Is your hands still uncomfortable? I'm going to dry the wind there, the doctor said, don't always cover it!"

"Oh!" Hearing this, Qiangzi was a little reluctant, pulling his hands full of frostbite out of his sleeves, as if he had nowhere to put them, and his elbows were placed on his knees.

He was frostbite in Liaodong and returned to the relatively warm Jiangnan. It was not only beautiful, but also worse.

The gaps in the fingers and the palms were wounded, and the cracked holes were full of yellow thick water.

"Itchy? It hurts?" Zhang Baisheng said, "Don't scratch or scratch. I'll go to the commander to take a leave tomorrow and take you to the city to find a good doctor!"

"I won't go! Qianhu!" Qiangzi lowered his head and said, "I'm going, I'll ask you to spend money on me again!"

"Hey, say these things, you have saved my life!" Zhang Baisheng said with a smile.

What he was talking about was the most inspiring time in Liaodong. The Tartars stared at their projectile and rushed up. During the fight, several Tartars pulled Zhang Baisheng, who was instead of commanding Qianhu, and dragged him down. If Qiangzi hadn't rushed out with a short sword, he might have been different from his head.

"I, it should be!" Qiangzi lowered his head and said.

"That's all!" Zhang Baisheng's smile was cheerful, "When there was a fake, I'll take you to the city, find a doctor to take a good look at your hands, and then take you a big meal!" As he said, he hugged the other person's shoulder intimately, "I'll find a few more classmates from the past, and everyone will be lively together!"

"I dare not!" Qiangzi said anxiously, "Well, you are all scholars, I am a countryman, so I can't be a table! My mother said that scholars are all amazing people, and I can't ignore the depth!"

"What a fucking scholar!" Zhang Baisheng smiled, "It's a scholar!" As he said that, he looked at the stage again and teased, "Since this woman came on stage, your eyes were straight. I'll take you there and ask her to sing songs for you and let her drink with you!"

"I dare not, don't dare! I don't have that blessing!" Qiangzi waved his hands in fear, but he still looked at the stage with some heart. "That's a fairy! If I could take a closer look, I would be content!"

The boy is the most in love with spring and enters the beauty in his dream.

Zhang Baisheng also looked at the stage over there and thought for a while, "You, a man, afraid of being furious!" As he said that, he stood up and pulled the other party, "Let's go, I'll take you to the backstage and see this beauty!"

"Don't dare!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Baisheng refused to refuse, "You have accumulated military merits in the military tent, and there are three Tartars. You are a hero of the country. Seeing that she was policing her, haha! Let's go!"

~~~~

After Wang Erjie finished singing, Xiao Meiyu, who was singing the song, returned to the backstage.

Although she is a little older and can't compare to those girls of fifteen or sixteen, she has a different flavor and is also the top brand in her own restaurant.

Sitting down in the backstage room, drinking tea to moisten your throat, and just about to remove your makeup when I heard someone shouting outside.

"Hey, sir, you can't break through!"

"Look at what's wrong. I won't treat you badly!" A young voice sounded, "My brother, I like to look at your Xiao Meiyu. Let him take a look and we'll leave!"

"It's broken!" Xiao Meiyu thought to herself, some soldiers were about to break in.

Before her thoughts fell, the door was pushed open, and several concubines were in charge of the business and were pushed unceremoniously by a young officer.

"What I do is to deal with people, why are you pretending to be tight now?" Zhang Baisheng cursed, "I can't even see you girls, my little brother?" As he said, his face was a little angry, "Does it be that my grandfather, I don't take it seriously? Or do you think, grandfather, I am kind-hearted and dare not beat you up?"

"June! June!" The aunt exclaimed repeatedly, "I can't do it!"

She was afraid that if she opened this head, the other officers would break in later, that would be a bad thing.

"Qianhu, I won't watch it, I won't watch it!" Qiangzi whispered to Zhang Baisheng's sleeve.

"No!" Zhang Baisheng was angry, "The more she didn't let her see, the more we wanted to see!"

"Start up!" Zhang Baisheng looked at the concubines in charge, "Don't mess with me!"

As he said that, he pushed away his previous person, pulled Qiangzi, and walked to the timid Xiao Meiyu.

The latter was so scared that he stood up, huddled in the corner of the wall, his pink face was full of horror, and he dared not look directly at him.

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Sorry, it's too late, it's too short, it's too short.

I was in the car just now and was interviewed by Tomato, but I was still in a traffic jam. I wrote a chapter on my phone in the car.
Chapter completed!