If one is not one of our race, his heart will be different. I have experienced this experience many times. If the Tatars were rampant, they were still the people in the border town. Although the Japanese disasters are endless, they will not cause much harm after all.

The appearance of the Folang Ji suddenly sounded the alarm for many people. Many people finally realized that in the face of external troubles, life is so fragile, and their own stability and peace are so difficult. The breeding of this psychological strengthened the distinction between Hu and Han.

The cheers of countless people today and the sound of firecrackers coming from the streets and alleys are signs of nationalism.

Zhu Houzhao's personal expedition quickly ignited this sign. Any kind of thought comes from a sense of pride. What pride may be words, long history, or great military achievements.

The Ming Dynasty is changing every day, with some lagging behind, while others are ahead.

Ye Chunqiu was sitting in the car, not sure whether this trend of thought would bring disaster or something else, but he knew very well that this was inevitable in history.

If these things are not born today, they will be born like in history. When the Qing Dynasty enters the pass, they will leave their heads without hair, and they will leave their hair without hair. Three massacres of Jiading and three days in Yangzhou. It will make you want to be a slave but cannot be obtained. However, at that time, they will be severely curbed by foreign races.

Well, I seem to think a little bit too much. At least its birth does not seem to be from humiliation in history, but from pride today.

When the carriage arrived at Ye's mansion, the front of the mansion was already crowded.

It was really a big deal today, so when the new army and the Holy Lord entered the palace, anyone who had friendship with Ye Chunqiu would unconsciously gather at the Ye family.

Deng Jian limped a few steps and shouted, "Here, come... Chunqiu is back, our great hero is back, hurry, hurry, firecrackers, firecrackers..."

Zhang Jin and Chen Rong happily took out a huge firecracker. Zhang Jin rolled up his sleeves and muttered: "The latest firecrackers are from Zhenguo Mansion, decent and grand."

Zhang Jin lit the firecrackers enthusiastically. With a loud bang, the fire suddenly rose and the smoke rolled. The laughing crowd was so scared that their faces looked like earth.

The power of this firecracker was so terrifying that it suddenly made Zhang Jin fall out, sitting on the ground, his face getting dark.

The others coughed desperately, and Deng Jian staggered and fell to his mouth and chewed the mud.

The horse in Ye Chunqiu's carriage was frightened and almost lost control. Fortunately, the coachman was skilled and finally pulled the reins to comfort the horse.

Damn...

Ye Chunqiu got out of the car and saw the mess in front of his house, and was a little drunk.

Chen Rong had already been so scared that her face turned pale. She rushed to Zhang Jin. Seeing that Zhang Jin was fine, she said angrily: "I asked you to buy firecrackers, what are you buying?"

"It's from Zhenguo Mansion, everyone says it's called "Shentian Thunder..."

Ye Chunqiu had already touched his forehead. He understood that this was a mine explosion. Ordinary mines often use the earth to shake after detonation. However, many times, they only open some ordinary stones, which are expensive and strictly controlled, and will never be sold easily. Generally, they will limit the amount.

In this case, this kind of thunder that is much less powerful for the rocks will become a substitute, but even so, you use this to set off firecrackers, this...

At this time, Zhang Jin shouted, "This is the most expensive, of course you buy the most expensive one. Are you short of this money? Oh, my face, my face is burned."

Ye Chunqiu had to say 'generous': "This sound is good, and the sound is shocking the sky, which is a good omen. Okay, everyone comes in and talks, come, come, go and have tea."

After finally bringing these relatives and friends into the hall, they are all old acquaintances, Chen Rong, Zhang Jin, Deng Jian, and Qian Qian did not come. Now he sat on the bench and was on duty in the palace, but Ye Juncai came. He was wearing fish suits and now he has become a hundred households in the Jinyiwei and is working in the inner city. He has changed his original simplicity, his face has become a little calmer, and even his smile has become implicit.

Deng Jian is the most straight-hearted person. After drinking a sip of tea, he said, "Brother Zhang Xian..."

Brother Xian…

Zhang Jin, who was already burning a little red, couldn't tell whether he was blushing or white-faced. He probably didn't look good on his face. He was only in his twenties. Deng Jian, just looking at his beard, he knew that he was already in his third year. Why did he become a virtuous brother?

When Ye Chunqiu and Chen Rong heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

However, Deng Jian said coldly at this time: "Deng is a little straightforward, but Deng looked like a brother Zhang Xian, but he didn't look like a good person..."

Zhang Jin suddenly looked at Deng Jian in amazement and said, "Where are I not like him?"

Deng Jian said bluntly: "The evil spirit and the face is abominable! Chunqiu, I just couldn't say it was just now. He did it on purpose. I have seen such city foxes and clubs. You have to respect yourself, don't mistake bandits."

Zhang Jin was already trying his best and couldn't help but say angrily: "What, what do you want? I'll beat you up by Zhang Juren, do you believe it?"

"Come on, you'll beat him!" Deng Jian was afraid that others wouldn't beat him. He was indeed too straightforward and did not speak in a turn. His face was a barometer. He said bluntly if anyone didn't like him. Deng Jian said proudly: "I am the deputy censor of the Censorate of the Censorate, but I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Zhang Jin was shocking: "It turns out that you are Deng Jian. Coincidentally, I am the vice president of Taibai Poetry Society, and my surname is Zhang and his name is Jin."

When Deng Jian heard this, his face became unstable.

Taibai Poetry Society, this Taibai Poetry Society is growing stronger and stronger, and its influence is becoming more and more scary, which can almost determine the public opinion trends of Shilin Qingbian.

Deng Jian is a Qingliu official, and anyone can offend him, but he cannot offend Taibai Poetry Society.

Fortunately, when Ye Chunqiu saw this, he hurriedly said, "Okay, for me, don't argue."

He knew that these friends had a true side, and after doing things, he was in good faith, he then ordered someone to hold a banquet.

He arranged a banquet and drank with everyone. Until the moon hangs on the branches, Ye Chunqiu was already a little drunk, so he bid them farewell one by one.

Returning from the middle gate to the inner courtyard, I thought that I had become a prominent person now. Although I was not at the top of the ranks, I had really begun to have an influence. I enjoyed endless wealth and glory, but I couldn't help but feel excited. Sometimes people would always be proud. He wanted to go back to the bedroom, but he saw Mrs. Ye evasively evasive and evasive.

It’s very strange today. In the past, according to the character of Mrs. Ye, he had already come out to have a banquet, but since he came back, he has not appeared until now. This...
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