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Text Chapter 8 Don¡¯t go out on March 20, remember!

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    Under the crooked tree in the center of the courtyard, there was a small coffee table. Two men were whispering beside the coffee table.

    On the bamboo chair on the side of the door, there is a man and a woman sitting. Both of them have revolvers inserted, and they look heroic. Their sharp eyes scan the surroundings from time to time, and their expressions are extremely alert, as if they are afraid that someone will disturb the place.

    Next to the coffee table, a man in his thirties and dressed in a suit picked up the tea cup and just made a gesture of invitation. Deng Xiaoke next to him had already said: "Mr. Song has come from afar, and it is Luo who should say this invitation."  Come, try the difference of our Sichuan tea."

    "Brother Deng is so polite." Mr. Song took a sip of tea, let the tea reverberate in his mouth, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and praised: "Blessed by the pure air of heaven and earth, and the outstanding talents of Bashu, good tea  Great tea!¡±

    "Good tea is good tea, but a distinguished persondon't dare to be one."

    "Why don't you dare?" Mr. Song put down his tea cup and praised: "Create Sichuan newspaper and start a new style of learning in Bashu. In times of crisis, you climb high and call out to protect the road and the country. Brother Deng's name has already spread all over the country. Who doesn't raise his thumb?  Say something about a great hero."

    "Deng just tried his best. Compared with you and Mr. Sun, I am really ashamed, so ashamed!" Deng Xiaoke knew that the other party was just praising him, but he still felt a little proud. He waved his hand quickly and said, "It's a pity that Deng spent so much time."  Despite all the talk, the court has repeatedly dismissed the governor and replaced it. Yesterday, a large amount of ordnance was transferred from the Wuchang New Army, which shows that the intention to sell the railwayhas become difficult to change."

    "Hmph, stupid, incompetent, and traitorous!"

    Three consecutive slaps on the table made the woman sitting in the distance suddenly freeze her eyes. She grasped the handle of the revolver and turned her head to sweep it. She relaxed a little after seeing clearly that nothing was in the way.

    Deng Xiaoke also sighed and changed his words and asked: "Sir, I don't know if you are here this time"

    Mr. Song took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "To be honest with Brother Deng, Mr. Song has been watching the road protection matter for a long time. I am not saying this to be discouraging. I am afraid that Mr. Song's civilized road protection strategy"  "Mr. Song shook his head and raised his voice: "So we have made preparations. This time we just want to ask you, sir, if it comes to pass, will you be willing to take up the post of governor of Sichuan?"

    "Governor Sichuan!"

    Deng Xiao didn't expect that Mr. Song would be so shocked when he opened his mouth. He almost stood up from his chair, but before he could speak, there was a sudden burst of gunshots outside, followed by bursts of shouts of death and sharp screams.  Patrol whistle.

    "Sister, protect Mr. Song." The big man sitting next to him immediately pulled out his gun and jumped up. The woman also quickly ran to Mr. Song's side and pulled out her pistol to protect him.

    "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Deng Xiao was frightened by the situation. He knew that if something happened to Mr. Song, he might not be able to save his life. He quickly stabilized the three of them and said, "Mr. Song, don't worry, this time  It¡¯s in a remote place and there¡¯s a smoking den in front of it, so the patrol will never come here to search, so why don¡¯t you let me go and find out what¡¯s going on.¡±

    Mr. Song believed that Deng Xiao would not betray him, so he quickly grabbed the former to prevent him from taking risks. He turned to the woman next to him and said, "Miss Miao Luo, please trouble you."

    "Don't worry, sir." The woman named Miao Luo nodded, flicked the braid on the back of her head, and walked cautiously toward the courtyard door with a revolver in hand. When she reached the door, she lay on the crack of the door and saw that there was no movement outside.  When he was about to open the door and take a closer look, he didn't want to just pull the door latch, and a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

    "Sister, be careful!" The big man was also frightened by the black shadow, and quickly rushed forward to help his sister.

    Hearing the warning, Miao Luo also reacted quickly. While sweeping his left foot, he had already raised the pistol in his right hand. Just when he was about to aim at the incoming person, the black shadow suddenly sank down.

    The black shadow was naturally Yang Qiu, who was panicking. After running here, he happened to see Miao Luo opening the door and looking around. He rushed in without saying hello to take shelter. Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be Lian Jiazi. He quickly avoided it by half a step and squatted down to use it.  He shouldered the whip kick that was coming at him, and stabbed the opponent's inner thigh with his right hand, preparing to hit hard.

    "Shameless!"

    Miao Luo had never seen military fighting in later generations that combined Muay Thai and other techniques. He felt that after his thigh was held by someone, someone took out a fistful of fists on the inside of his thigh. Not to mention the sensitive area was sore and numb, and all the strength in his body felt like it was being squeezed.  Pulled away.

    Hearing Jiao scolding Yang Qiu, he immediately screamed inwardly, "Oh no!" He didn't expect that his opponent was actually a woman!  But it was too late to say anything now. I could only grit my teeth and push hard with my shoulders, throwing the weak Miao Luo away.

    As soon as he threw the woman out, he saw another big man rushing over. Unexpectedly, there was someone behind him. He could only roll on the spot subconsciously. As he was rolling, he saw two middle-aged men with extraordinary bearing standing in the center of the yard.  So I simply rushed to their side, shot the man in the dress, and held him hostage first.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?When he saw his sister being thrown out, he was about to shoot, but he didn't expect that after the man fell his sister, he came again and asked the people in the world not to use the donkey roll. When the figure stopped, a black gun  The mouth was already pointed at Mr. Song's forehead.

    From the moment the door opened to when Yang Qiu came in, a series of movements were as fast as lightning. In just a few breaths, Deng Xiaoke saw that the Miao Luo girl was thrown out, and then Mr. Song had a gun pressed against his head. He was so frightened that  All trembled.

    "Close the door!" After seeing that he pointed his gun at the guy in the dress, the big man did not dare to move anymore. Yang Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had made the right bet this time.

    Miao Luo endured the pain and climbed up from the ground. When she saw Yang Qiu holding a gun against Mr. Song, her eyes turned red and she was about to step forward to fight. The big man quickly grabbed her and pointed at the courtyard door before asking Yang Qiu.  He cupped his hands and said: "This brother, I am in Miaoyuan. I don't know where I have offended my brother. Please give me some advice."

    "Brother, why are you talking so much nonsense with him?" Miss Miao Luo quickly closed the door and ran over to help with a gun. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, exuding surprising anger.

    At this moment, Yang Qiu could really see the four of them clearly. Except for the man in a dress who was being held hostage by him, the man in a long gown next to him should look a bit like a local gentry based on his clothes. As for the big man, he was dressed in a heroic suit.

    The most surprising thing was the girl he was fighting with. Not to mention her tall figure, she looked twenty years old. She was also dressed in a blue Miao girl's outfit. Her big black shiny braids hung down on the back of her head, leaving a shallow part under the sea.  A pair of phoenix eyes were as translucent as if they were painted with paint. Unfortunately, the girl's eyebrows were standing straight up at the moment. She pursed her lips coldly and looked like she wanted to eat him alive. Thinking of the shoulder and vagina trick she used just now, she really felt a little nauseous.  Chill.

    Seeing Yang Qiu's thief's eyes scanning his body all the time, Miao Luo's silver teeth were almost broken. If Mr. Song hadn't been captured by this evil thief, he would have dug out this guy's eyes even if he risked his life.

    "My Yang Qiu, I encountered some troubles. I just want to take shelter here for a while, so I have to ask you to wait for a while." Seeing that both brothers and sisters have practiced and also have revolvers, Yang Qiu only  Neng continued to shamelessly shrink his body behind Mr. Song.

    "Yang Qiu, are you Yang Qiu?Evil thief, running dog! Let go of Mr. Song!" Before he understood what was going on, Yang Qiu saw that after he reported his name, the brother and sister almost  At the same time, his face changed horribly, and he took a step forward to see that his posture was about to become tough.

    what happened?  Has his reputation really reached the point where he is a street rat, attracting people of all ages and shouting about being beaten and killed?  !

    Yang Qiu¡¯s teeth were itching, and he was about to ask clearly when he suddenly saw the corners of Miao Luo¡¯s eyes moving twice, as if he was winking at the man in the suit, and he quickly hit the latter¡¯s forehead with his pistol twice.

    Unexpectedly, she was seen through by this evil thief again. Miss Miao Luo did not dare to mess around again this time. Yang Qiu also took this opportunity to look at the man he was holding hostage. But when he saw it clearly, a familiar figure suddenly appeared.  Got into my mind!

    "Mr. Song?"

    Thinking of the title just now, Yang Qiu suddenly remembered who this guy was!

    If he hadn¡¯t just visited the 1911 Revolution Memorial Hall and seen this guy¡¯s photo in his previous life, maybe he would never have interacted with him in this life, but how could he suddenly come to Sichuan?  Remember before the Wuchang Uprising, he should have been in developed areas such as Shanghai?

    "Yang Qiu?" Even though he was pointed at by a pistol, Mr. Song's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Yang Qiu and nodded: "So you are the Yang who single-handedly captured Du Laoliu and also seized a machine gun and hundreds of rifles.  Qiu is indeed a hero from a young age, with extraordinary skills."

    It¡¯s only one day and one night!

    At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, were information and communications so developed?  Even this guy has heard his name, it¡¯s so much fun!  Why don't you try to get along with Boss Song and surrender to the party now?

    Yang Qiu, who was thinking a lot, finally held back. Not to mention that he stabbed someone in the head a few more times with a gun just now. Just by killing Wang Tianjie by mistake just now, he had already established a life-and-death feud. Now even if he did this,  A lot of adults are willing to absorb themselves, but what can they do after they pass?  Be his bodyguard or an errand boy?

    ¡°Besides, this guy doesn¡¯t have a long life!  Once he dies, no one knows how many people will come to settle accounts with him!  So Yang Qiu immediately lowered his eyebrows and sighed: "Hey, it seems that celebrities are really not easy to become!"

    "Puch."

    It was the first time for Miao Luo, who was holding two guns, to hear such a wisecrack, and he couldn't help laughing. The two small dimples made the atmosphere a little more relaxed. He probably felt that he had lost his composure, and the girl's cheeks immediately flew up.  Hongxia looked at Yang Qiu with an even sharper look.

    Women really don¡¯t make sense!  Yang Qiu smiled in his heart, then turned around and said: "FortunatelyIt's a pleasure to meet you, but I didn't expect that Mr. Song Jiaoren would come all the way to Chengdu. It seems that Sichuan is really going to be uneasy this time.  "

    As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people around him suddenly changed. No one expected that Yang Qiu would reveal Song Jiaoren's identity with one word. Miao Luo's heart was beating wildly and she didn't know what to do.

    She had already seen before that Yang Qiu hid in because he was being hunted, so as long as Mr. Song¡¯s identity was kept secret, nothing major would happen. However, she didn¡¯t expect that the biggest secret would be exposed!  Thinking back to the current reputation of this beast, he didn't dare to show his anger anymore. He held the two guns tightly with both hands. Fang Xin had already made up his mind. As long as there was a chance, he would immediately belittle her, make her lose her mind, and even hold her hostage.  Mr. Song's "evil thief" had seven or eight holes in his body.

    Deng Xiaoke next to him was even more dumbfounded. He never thought that Yang Qiu, an ordinary soldier of the Hubei New Army, would actually recognize Song Jiaoren!  Could it be said that he is a party member?

    Song Jiaoren, on the other hand, remained calm and said with a smile: "I think my little brother is very skilled and is definitely not an ordinary person. Why don't you abandon the dark side and join the bright side? Wouldn't it be great to overthrow the Manchu Qing Dynasty with me and return the mountains and rivers of China to China?"

    To win over yourself?  Hearing that the sounds outside had faded away, Yang Qiu, who didn't want to continue to entangle, breathed a sigh of relief. He originally didn't want to wade into this muddy water, because reincarnation is not a panacea, and foresight may not necessarily be able to overcome this chaos where many outstanding people come from.  In the era, as for the data machine, he simply forgot about it. That thing was basically a waste before he had a strong industrial base!

    But there were some words in his heart that he always felt uncomfortable with, so he simply asked: "Mr. Song said it well, but Yang Qiu has a few doubts, and I hope Mr. Song can give me some advice."

    Before Song Jiaoren could speak, Yang Qiu had already continued to ask: "Sir, after overthrowing the Manchu Qing Dynasty, how can the Beiyang faction with heavy troops be dismantled? The foreign powers are surrounding the concessions, and the unequal treaties are overwhelming. The country is weak and the people are poor and unable to resist.  How to deal with it? How to distribute the rights of so many forces including the Alliance, Gongjin, Literature, Qinggang and Honggang? With foreign debts and huge ships and artillery roaming the seas, sir, I don¡¯t think Mr. Zhongshan will just shout a few times and wash the dishes for the foreign masters.  Because you succeeded in overthrowing the Manchu Qing Dynasty, forgive the debt, but how should we deal with this?"

    "There is one last question."

    Perhaps it was because he had just visited the memorial hall in his previous life, or because he was unable to complete the true national reunification after the revolution against these guys, resulting in the tragic situation of warlord separatism. The more Yang Qiu talked, the angrier he became. Instead, he fell into the drama and narrowed his eyes as sharp as a blade to scan.  Everyone said solemnly: "As long as one of the above four cannot be solved, the country will surely fall into civil strife. At that time, warlords will divide the country and foreign powers will intervene, and 40 million brothers and sisters will be slaughtered by the flames of war. How will you face it then?  How should the suffering people deal with themselves?"

    There were only four questions, but Song Jiaoren and Deng Xiaoke were shocked and could not resist. They did not expect that this guy, who was said to be just an ordinary heavy duty soldier in the Hubei New Army, could actually see the current situation so thoroughly.

    "If you have the answer, sir, you can send someone to Wuhan to tell me. At that time, Yang Qiu is willing to tie the horse and lead the reins for you." Seeing that Song Jiaoren had lost his voice, Yang Qiu grabbed him who was thinking.  He walked to the door with eager eyes, looked outside, and said, "Thank you, sir, for your help today."

    Then he glanced at Miao Luo, who looked like Furong next to him, and said with a smile: "The girl looks much prettier when she smiles than when she has a cold face." Unexpectedly, the evil thief was even more frivolous about himself before leaving. Miao Luo just started to breathe evenly.  He became anxious again.

    "Since this good man has the important responsibility of protecting Mr. Song, I would like to ask you to remember this sentence." Before Miao Luo could get angry, Yang Qiu continued to say to Miao Yuan: "Don't go out on March 20! Remember! Remember!"  "

    "Don't go out on March 20?" Miao Yuan and Miao Luo were still wondering what this meant. Yang Qiu had already opened the door and rushed out. When they ran to the door to help Song Jiaoren, there was no one outside.

    "Yang Qiu!" Song Jiaoren, who finally came to his senses, looked at the empty alley, frowned and chanted several times before slowly raising his head: "Brother Deng, do you know the details of this Yang Qiu?"

    After the false alarm, Deng Xiaoke finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Yang Qiu's words just now deeply penetrated his heart. When he heard Song Jiaoren asked, he shook his head: "I only know that they came to Chengdu to escort weapons."  Hubei New Army soldier, no other information is known, but judging from todaythis person does not seem to be like what the outside world said."

    Song Jiaoren nodded. If Yang Qiu was really a lackey of the Qing Dynasty as the outside world said, he should not have let go of such a good opportunity to seize him. Moreover, the four questions he just asked were so direct that even he could not resist it, let alone  An ordinary sergeant could ask, but just when he wanted Miao Yuan to notify Wuchang to find out the details, there was another rapid knock on the door.

    After Miao Luo saw clearly who was coming and opened the door, Wu Yuzhang, another important person in charge of the Sichuan Tongmenghui, had already rushed in and said urgently: "?Mr. Song, no, Comrade Wang Tianjie was killed by Yang Qiu on the street just now!  "

    "What!"

    The shocking news made Song Jiaoren and Deng Xiaoke look at each other. Who is this Yang Qiu?

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