Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Five Seconds)

"Of course, the one named Fang dismantled Mr. Long and Sister Siqin." Qinglian was startled by Zhang Songling's actions, stunned and responded carefully, "He, he always asked for trouble for Mr. Long, and did not allow Mr. Long to stay in the palace. He also said that Mr. Long and Siqin's marriage violated the discipline of the Eighth Route Army. Even if you don't talk about favors, you can't stop others from getting married, Brother Zhang, it's good that you come back. After you come back, you immediately withdrew the person surnamed Fang. If you withdraw him, no one dares to talk about Mr. Long and Sister Siqin."

"Removed him." Zhang Songling was so depressed that he just wanted to hit the wall. Indeed, he was still the captain of the Black Stone Guerrillas and the top leader of the Black Stone Base, but he, the top leader, was in charge of military affairs and was not qualified to interfere in organizational construction at all, and of course he was not qualified to replace his political commissar.

Moreover, Zhao Tianlong and Siqin's marriage application does not meet the relevant disciplines of the Eighth Route Army. The 258th Regiment is the most basic condition at present. If the Blackstone Base is in the rear, there is still a chance to be compatible. However, the Blackstone Guerrillas are the bridgehead for the Jin-Cha-Hebei base to penetrate deep into the grassland.

Just as she was so anxious that her eyes were on fire, Qinglian heard Qing whispering: "The person surnamed Fang is nothing. He actually told Master Long that being with Sister Siqin would damage the reputation of the Eighth Route Army. Sister Siqin is not a bad woman. How could she damage the reputation of the Eighth Route Army when she was with Master Long? Your guerrillas were forced to desperately betray the land of the Right Banner, why wouldn't we care about the reputation of the Eighth Route Army? "

This is where, Zhang Songling listened, and became more confused, and the more he heard, he became more angry. He felt that there was a blue vein on his forehead, jumping around "bang" and "bang". However, at this moment, Qinglian was the only channel for him to understand where the problem was. Therefore, even though his eyes turned black, he still had to keep his mind and ask softly, "Lianzi, don't be anxious, and say slowly, how did Fang Guoqiang say to Brother Long? What was his original words? Don't worry, what damages the reputation of the Eighth Route Army, and he has no choice but to say."

Hearing Zhang Songling's words, the Mongolian girl Qinglian finally felt relieved. After thinking about it, she responded in a very low voice: "That day, I went to bring milk tea to Sister Siqin. I heard her and Mr. Long quarrel in the house. It seemed that it was Mr. Long that said that he could not come often in the future. Political Commissar Fang criticized him and said that he didn't know what was going on and did not consider the impact on the reputation of the Eighth Route Army. Then, Sister Siqin questioned Mr. Long a few words and said that if he didn't want to come, he would be over. No one would care about it. Then, Mr. Long rode away on a horse. Since then, he has never come back. Sister Siqin sent me to the guerrillas to find him. Every time he went there, he went out to carry out the mission. Your guerrillas are not just Mr. Long. Why are everyone else there? He has to take action in all the missions."

"This." Zhang Songling murmured, feeling that the two big ones were too big. Xiao Qinglian's ability to express herself was very poor. Just listening to her last remarks, it was definitely like a couple in love between Brother Long and Siqin, who were in love, was not a couple who were breaking up a couple, but her previous accusations against Fang Guoqiang were so confident, as if the conflict between Siqin and Zhao Tianlong was completely caused by Fang Guoqiang.

Not only was he dizzy when he heard it, but the young students around him who had already had a preconceived impression of the other country's strong were also talking with each other with suspicious faces. When he carefully compared Qinglian's own statement, it seemed that there were many inconsistencies. At least, the "villain" Political Commissar Fang did not order the men and women in the story to cut off contact, nor did he abuse his power, and deliberately searched for trouble for either of them.

Since Fang Guoqiang did not order Zhao Tianlong to cut off contact with Siqin, his image is not as abominable as Qinglian described. The students' judgment criteria are very simple and direct enough. After more than ten seconds of eye contact, Li Fang led the lead in the round face, gently pulled the corner of Zhang Songling's clothes, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, let's talk while rushing to the road. Anyway, it's not far from the base of your Black Stone Guerrillas. What happened? Isn't it clear if you ask a few more people after you go back?"

Xiao Qinglian was very concerned about others pulling Zhang Songling's clothes, and immediately raised her eyes and chirped to Li Fang like a magpies protecting her nest, "What are you asking? Will I even lie to Brother Zhang? You just ask a hundred people for asking, and the result is the same. Fang's intentions are ulterior motives, so she dismantled Sister Siqin and Master Long."

"Lianzi, don't be so angry." Zhang Songling gently patted Lianzi's head and comforted with a wry smile. "Only by understanding the situation clearly, I can help Brother Long and Siqin find solutions. You don't want to see that Siqin and Brother Long will ignore each other in the future. If you don't want to, don't be so impulsive. Let's calmly solve the problem. I believe that as long as you think, you can always come up with the solution."

"The best way is to let Fang go wherever he comes." Qinglian stomped his feet and responded loudly, looking up at Zhang Songling's face. She felt that her words were suspected of interfering with the other party's internal affairs of the guerrillas. She quickly changed her tone and said pitifully: "God will be moved by Sister Siqin's heart for Master Long. When he was in Chongqing, many wealthy and powerful young masters made excuses to approach her every day, and she was whipped away by her whip. If Master Long refused to cherish it, Sister Siqin would have no place to cry."

"No, no." Zhang Songling shook his head vigorously and whispered, "Brother Long is not that kind of person. You can rest assured about this. There may be any misunderstandings between him and Siqin. As long as you say it out, everything will be back to the past."

"But your political commissar Fang didn't even leave a chance to speak for Sister Siqin." Qing Lian stomped her feet in hatred when she heard this, as if she was stepping on the chest of an old witch under her feet. "It's been more than three months now. Sister Siqin wants to see Master Long, but she can't even see him. You don't know that although she is strong on the surface, she has shed tears these days behind her back, and she can't handle several large tanks."

"Maybe it's because there are really many tasks recently, not necessarily." Zhang Songling did not intend to completely deny Fang Guoqiang based on Qing Lian's accusation. After thinking about it, he whispered to comfort him: "Brother Long mentioned the matter of Deputy Captain, but Political Commissar Fang suggested to the Military Sub-district. If he really has malicious intentions towards Brother Long, why should he push Brother Long to a higher place on his own initiative?"

This is a truth. During the limited correspondence during the study period, neither Fang Guoqiang nor Zhao Tianlong mentioned Siqin and the matter, nor did he say a word about the conflict between the two. Instead, they praised each other for the other party, especially when it came to promotion to deputy captain. Although Zhao Tianlong said humbly that he was far from qualified, there was already a faint feeling between the lines that he was very grateful to Fang Guoqiang and was willing to give more support to the other party in his work.

"Who cares?" Xiao Qinglian obviously didn't know the inside story. She blinked a few watery eyes and continued to stubbornly say, "Isn't it just a captain, or a deputy? If Master Long married Sister Siqin, the entire Right Banner belongs to them, including most of your guerrillas' current territory."

After the words came, she immediately realized that she had accidentally brought Zhang Songling in. She quickly lowered her head and remedyed it in a very small voice, "I, I'm not talking about you, saying you are not good enough, you, you are not just a captain in the future. Every time I and Sister Siqin talk about you, she said, she said, you are a very amazing person, very, very amazing."

"That's what you Prince Siqin said casually." Zhang Songling's face was hot when the girl Huaichun praised her, and she shook her head with a wry smile, "Okay, let's not mention these things anymore. It's getting late, hurry up and go away. The sooner you return to the guerrillas, the sooner you solve the problem for Prince Siqin."

As he spoke, regardless of whether Qinglian agreed or not, he pulled his own Dongyang horse and forced the other party to sit on it. Then he picked out one of the captives' mounts, flew over it, and walked with the woman.

Qinglian originally wanted to be reserved, but when she found that Zhang Songling gave her mount, she immediately felt so embarrassed that she was hot all over. She lowered her head and never dared to say another word. When a group of young male students saw her, they began to envy Zhang Songling's love luck again. She liked beautiful women everywhere, and she still pestered her after being rejected by him. This fat man is black and strong, and has scars everywhere. Where can she get such a charm? This fat man, who is attracted by such a beautiful girl, even pretends to be cold and refuses. She is really in a blessing.

Although they kept complaining in their stomachs, they also sincerely hoped to help Zhang Songling with all the troubles in front of him. First, so that everyone could continue to walk north and arrive at the destination of this trip as soon as possible. Second, the relationship between a Mongolian queen and a combat hero was in the young eyes, no matter how you look at it, everyone was willing to work hard to make this cold world more beautiful.
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