Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Eight Parts)

It was indeed a misunderstanding that the conflict between Fang Guoqiang and Siqin was indeed a misunderstanding. Zhang Songling immediately felt much more relaxed and became more energetic when doing things. He went down the mountain early the next morning and picked up two small green lotus with dark circles from Lao Has's house, and ran towards the Right Banner Palace.

Although he was still unsure of his mind how to treat Xiao Qinglian in the future, as a young man, he had a beautiful woman who was obedient to him and was always comfortable with him than facing a group of burly men who could kill flies every day. Therefore, he was so proud of the spring breeze along the way that the horse's hooves were fast, and he came to his destination without realizing it.

Xiao Qinglian rode out on a horse to relax a few days ago, and then there was no news. The palace was waiting very anxiously. At this moment, the guards on duty at the gate saw her walking back with a burly black-faced man talking and laughing. They were very surprised. After looking carefully, they found that the person who came was Zhang Songling, the guerrilla captain who had not appeared on the grassland for more than a year. They were even more surprised. They quickly stepped forward to pull the reins and helped the two of them off the horse. At the same time, they sent the servants to run in and report to Queen Siqin.

Soon, the sound of a majestic horn sounded, and the main entrance of the royal palace was wide open. Queen Siqin dressed in her dress and greeted her in person. The scarlet carpet was spread along the bluestone path to the steps of the royal palace hall. Seeing this, Zhang Songling knew that Siqin was holding her stomach up, so she quickly raised her hand to salute the other party first, and complained with a smile: "What are you doing? This is not the first time I have come to your house. Suddenly, I have made such a big show. Didn't you mean to drive me away?"

"That's not daring." Siqin smiled and shook her head indifferently. A kind of noble aura that was keeping people from thousands of miles away was everywhere. "You are a major cadre of the Eighth Route Army. If you can come to my country landlord's house, you are condescending to the noble. If I don't try to curry favor with you, wouldn't it be shameful?"

"You,." Zhang Songling was so hungry that he didn't breathe evenly, and almost fainted. "Siqin, my Queen Siqin, you said that, why not just pick up the whip and slapped me hard a few times. I've been here for more than a year, and the guerrillas have indeed done badly, but have I come to the door to apologize to you? Even if you get angry, at least you have to let me go in and explain what I should say clearly."

"Apology, I am a queen enthroned by the Kuomintang and a representative of the feudal landlord class. How dare you accept the apology from your Eighth Route Army?" Siqin glanced at Zhang Songling fiercely, and still felt that there was a fire in her heart. "If you have anything to say, let's say it here, so as not to get the soil of our palace on your Eighth Route Army and defile the reputation of your Eighth Route Army."

"You,,." Zhang Songling was hit by two consecutive blows, and his eyes went black. Just when he didn't know how to continue talking, he saw Xiao Qinglian walking quickly to Siqin, gently pulling up the latter's sleeve, whispering to his whisper: "Sister Siqin, the guy named Fang is sorry to us, but he doesn't know about Brother Zhang's business."

"Shut up, it's really a waste of time." Siqin shook Xiao Qinglian's fingers hard and scolded her with her eyes upright. "They don't look down on our sisters at all. You still talk to them with a shameless face. The good men in the world are not all dead. Apart from their guerrillas, there is no other decent one."

The first time Siqin was scolded loudly in public, the Mongolian girl Qinglian immediately turned red, and tears rolled down her cheeks like beads. Siqin was like her sisters. When she saw her crying, she felt sad as if she was cutting a dull knife. She opened her arms and held her in her arms, and said with a sob: "I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding myself for not having eyes at the beginning, which made me laugh, but I'm also playing with you for nothing."

"Wuwu--" Xiao Qinglian felt wronged and sad again, and lay in Siqin's arms and made a sad voice, "I originally wanted to find a secluded place to hide, and from then on, I never saw anyone again. Unexpectedly, I met the Japanese on the way. They arrested me and said that they would send me to the city to be a camp prostitute. Thanks to Brother Zhang, who shot them and robbed me again."

"Poor child, you, why are you doing this?" After hearing Xiao Qinglian's thrilling words, Siqin immediately forgot about her own troubles. While patting her back to comfort her, she raised her head and stared at Zhang Songling with tears in her eyes and said, "You are lucky this time. If the lotus seed has a short and small, I will never give up with you, and you guerrillas."

"No, no, Lianzi is a blessed person. When I met her, the Japanese devils had been chased by Li Laojiu and others into a miserable dog. Even if I didn't take action, Lianzi would not be in danger." Zhang Songling did not have the habit of taking credit for others, and smiled and explained in a low voice.

"Li Laojiu, which Li Laojiu, is Zhou Heikang's subordinate?" Siqin's attention quickly shifted to Xiao Qinglian's real life-saving benefactor, frowned, and asked repeatedly.

"Well, it was Zhou Heichang's brother Li Laojiu, and now the deputy of the independent camp of the camp." Zhang Songling nodded and responded frankly.

"It's so troublesome, why don't the Japanese arrest him to catch this girl so that she won't have a memory." Siqin gently curled the corner of her lips and said with a sneer. She lowered her head and saw Xiao Qinglian lying in her arms and didn't dare to speak. She raised her hand and slapped the latter's butt. "I have no conscience. In order to say good things to the stinky man, she even lied to me. You wait, wait for the guests to leave, see how I peel your skin."

"Sister Siqin" Qinglian snorted with a nose, broke free, ran back to the palace with a red face, Siqin stamped her feet a few times at her back, and continued to curse: "Come back, don't run if you have the ability. Since you dare to do it, you must dare to admit it. Run, where else can you run? Humph, wait until I can free up my skills and deal with you well."

After cursing, the anger in his heart was almost exuded. He turned around and glanced at Zhang Songling again, and scolded him again: "I think you have the courage to come to the palace. It turned out that I had found a good shield and said, "When you saved her, did you have a good idea in your stomach? You know that I care about this girl, so I used her to show my goodwill to me."

"Prince, my sister-in-law Siqin, can you be a little bit polite?" Zhang Songling was in a dilemma when asked, grinned a few times, and responded in a low voice, "The grassland is so big, if it weren't for a coincidence, how could you let me meet her? Besides, I want to show kindness to you. There are more easy ways than this, why do you need to take the risk of intercepting the Japanese? "

I don’t know if it was the word “sister-in-law” in the first sentence, or the facts stated in the next few sentences convinced Siqin. After hearing this, the frost on his face melted away quickly. He glanced at Zhang Songling again, and said with a pout, "Hmph, how can I know why you are taking risks? You are all men who do big things, and there are more colorful intestines in their stomachs than the other."

"Sister-in-law, you really wronged me." Zhang Songling smiled and cried out, then lowered her voice and added, "Not even if there are any intestines, I will not use them on my own. I came to your palace today, on the one hand, to escort lotus seeds so that she would not encounter any trouble on the road, and on the other hand,"

He deliberately kept it a secret and then lowered his voice, "I have a report on asking for help from Brother Long. I need to find a local famous person to do some verification, if you have time."

"No time, no time." Siqin's head immediately shook like a rattle, but her body turned sideways uncontrollably, giving up the passage to enter the palace. "I have a lot of things recently and I don't have that time at all. But since you came to ask me in person, let go of the report and wait for me to review it one by one."

"Puchi." Before Zhang Songling could take the initiative, a maid at the door could no longer bear it. She turned around and tried her best to cover her mouth. Other royal staff also turned their heads to avoid their smile being seen by the Queen, and settle the score slowly after autumn.

"Why are you laughing at? I've urinated after eating the weasel. I haven't gone in yet, I'll roll up the red carpet." Siqin quickly realized that she had lost her composure, raised her eyes again, and scolded everyone.

When everyone heard this, they immediately rushed into the door like a rabbit. They rolled up the red carpet that welcomed the distinguished guests and carried them back to the warehouse to get moldy. At the gate of the huge palace, only Siqin and Zhang Songling were left. They shook their heads to each other, raised their legs and walked towards the yard. While walking, they slowly talked about the details of asking for merit for Zhao Tianlong.

"It's like this." In order to eliminate Siqin's prejudice against Fang Guoqiang, Zhang Songling had to start from scratch, break it up and break it up, and introduce the hard conditions of the "258th Regiment" within the Eighth Route Army for cadres' marriage, the Black Stone Guerrillas currently correspond to the level of regular troops, and the two feasible plans to allow Zhao Tianlong to bypass the restrictions of the conditions and start a family and a career as soon as possible. At the end, he did not forget to add a solemn sentence, "These methods were all thought out by Political Commissar Fang himself. When I returned to the team, he had already started to do it, just to worry about the ideas of other cadres and soldiers, so he did not dare to let too many people know about it."

"He." Siqin didn't expect Fang Guoqiang to do so much for himself and Zhao Tianlong in secret. She was stunned for a moment, with disbelief on her face, "How could he be, you, you can't just come to coax me, little fat man, if you dare to deceive me in this matter, once I find out, I will definitely never forgive you in my life."

At the end, she was looking forward and worried, staring at Zhang Songling's lips with her eyes, for fear that the latter would say the word "yes".

"How can I do it? If I lie to you, why do you see the words in black and white?" Zhang Songling felt very reluctant in his heart. He lowered his head and responded with a smile, "Besides, Brother Long can marry you, it is a blessing he has only cultivated in his lifetime. It would be fine if a brother doesn't help him work. Will he even expose you specifically and let him beat him a bachelor for the rest of his life?"

"It's better to be a bachelor for a lifetime. Who told him that such a big thing didn't reveal it to me at all." Siqin stomped her feet a few times, and her eyes suddenly turned red again. All worries and grievances for more than two months have disappeared. At this moment, she really wanted to find a room, cry happily, and told herself happily that Brother Long was still the original Brother Long, and she did not completely change because she became an official of the Eighth Route Army.

"That won't be true. I'm in a hurry to drink your wedding banquet. Sister-in-law, you won't be able to live a life. You have to save even the money for a few tables of banquets," Zhang Songling laughed, his eyes full of blessings to his good friends.

Siqin was so embarrassed that she blushed and responded, "Who is your sister-in-law? There is no problem with him. I haven't decided whether to marry him yet. A guy who knows nothing except riding a horse and shooting a gun, who would be?"

"I really don't plan to marry." Zhang Songling smiled and stretched out his hand, grabbing the meritorious service report from Siqin. "Then I don't waste this meritorious service. Take it back quickly and evaluate others. Lao Zheng, Lao Ma, Xiao Zou and others have made a lot of contributions to the guerrillas recently."

"You dare," Siqin glared at him fiercely, snatched the report, and held it tightly in her palm, as if it was a stack of legendary treasure maps. "Go into the house quickly, I'll let the people below cook the meat for you to eat. There are some horse milk wine, so I can't kill you."
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