Chapter 513 Sir, what the hell, I'm your godfather!

And the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom after the White Lotus Sect is not much better. Politically, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is a combination of theocracy and royal power. The court not only has a strict class, but also does whatever the king and an official wants, but even more than the imperial court under the constraints of Confucianism. Culturally, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom completely overthrows the inherent traditional culture and hates traditional intellectuals. After the kings of Hong Xiuquan settled in Tianjing, their lives were rotten and corrupt, the government was in disorder, and the Holy Spirit was sealed. In terms of the system, the Tianchao Tianmu, the new chapter of the senior government and other programs are only on paper. They have never been seriously implemented, and have not achieved any results. As for the so-called "open imperial examination for women to take the examination", there is only one.

In the later period, His Majesty the King had nothing to do except hide in the palace all day long and hide from his concubines of more than 2,000.

"The lesson of the past, the teacher of the future..." Liang Pengfei couldn't help muttering to himself. He looked righteous and awe-inspiring, but in fact, he maliciously guessed in his heart that Hong Xiuquan chose more than 2,000 girls. Even if she held Indian magic oil all day long, he couldn't comfort her, right? Maybe in the later stage, the king can only play hide-and-seek. Oh, it's wrong. It should be a hide-and-seek woman.

Thinking of this, Liang Pengfei couldn't help grinning and laughing so much that the generals present were cold all over, and they all stared at this young master Liang, who didn't know what the nerves were...

"Your excellency, what are you laughing at?" After subconsciously shivering, Sun Shijie asked tremblingly. I was wondering if the adults had come up with some vicious strategy to deal with those Qing soldiers or the white lotus followers, right?

"Nothing, I just think it's funny. Well, remember, make a plan as soon as possible. It's better to come up with a plan before I leave Fuzhou. I hope I can hear the good news before I capture Yanjing." Liang Pengfei gave the order with a serious expression.

"Your Excellency, you can rest assured that within three days, we will be able to come up with a specific plan for you to review." Sun Shijie nodded vigorously and said.

Then, Liang Pengfei saw nothing, holding a cigar in his hand, blowing a light whistle, and swayed his shoulders like a hooligan and left the staff.

"I said, isn't there something wrong with the adults?" A staff officer whispered.

"Bullshit, when did the adult do something wrong?" A man next to him rolled his eyes and refuted.

"But I just looked at the expression of the adult..." A staff officer touched his chin, as if he could not find words to describe Liang Pengfei's expression and eyes.

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"Silver swing!" A guy in his thirties with obscene eyes accurately and viciously told the doubts in everyone's hearts. Everyone seemed to be suddenly enlightened, and several guys were even annioling there. It seems that the adult may be calculating the yellow girl in that house.

"You guys, are you so idle?! Why don't you make a plan for me immediately? You gossip all day long. You are soldiers, not vegetable-selling aunts on the street!" Sun Shijie frowned, pinched the posture of the Deputy Chief of General Staff and scolded him, and finally let these guys quickly immerse themselves in their own things.

Sun Shijie turned around with satisfaction and walked to the office next to Ni Ming. Taking advantage of Ni Ming's light of a cigarette, Sun Shijie stepped forward: "I said, brother Ni Xian, shouldn't it be our adult and Miss Wang..."

Ni Ming let Sun Shijie choke a big mouthful of smoke, coughing like a tuberculosis patient. Looking at Sun Shijie's gossip and thirst for knowledge, Ni Ming felt weak all over. Damn, his grandmother was all the way.

"I don't know. I said Deputy Chief of Staff, you were just there. Why did you gossip in a blink of an eye?"

Sun Shijie looked righteous: "Nonsense, how can I compare with them? They are so idle and gossiping. I'm caring about the life of adults."

"You!" Ni Ming rolled his eyes for a long time and was discouraged: "It seems that we are really close to Zhu, and those who are close to ink are black."

"What do you mean by that?" Sun Shijie said with an unhappy face. Is it wrong to care about adults? We should not only think about adults now, but also about my Chinese century-old plan..."

"All right, all right, I didn't say that you were wrong. I mean, I think we scholars used to be so gentle and gentle, but now, I swear and open my mouth, as if I have formed a habit, and it seems that it is normal." Ni Ming quickly explained.

This sentence stunned Sun Shijie. When he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be really right. Thinking about his past, how could he say bad words? He always felt that the scholar should be more elegant. He opened his mouth was poetry, and he wrote a song. However, now, if he didn't talk to people in three or five words, he would definitely burst into a yellow tone. He often made his own little family. Yu's wife was stunned. She was stunned.

"It seems that we are all too deeply influenced by adults. After all, the literati in the past have become like this. It's really..." Sun Shijie laughed dumbfounded for a long time.

"If I compare myself with the former me who only knows sad spring and autumn all day long, I would rather think like this now. At least, I feel full and seem to have a goal that I can fight for it for a lifetime." Ni Ming was also smiling, but his smile was full of bright sunshine and vitality.

"Yes, in the past, we were just hoodlums living in the wood under the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Who would have thought that we, who claimed to be the elites of the country, would wake up from intoxication under the leadership of a pirate and take up arms to restore our Chinese clothes to overthrow this. We have looked up to and regarded it as an orthodox dynasty before. Sun Shijie stood up and paced indoors with some excitement. Tao Tao was endless.

"Well, don't be too anxious, Vice President Sun, let's discuss Wang Jing's plan just now. If we can make more efforts for our country and nation, and let the people suffer less." Ni Ming patted Sun Shijie on the shoulder with a smile and said.

At this time, in Liang Pengfei's temporary residence, Liang Pengfei was staring at a young naval lieutenant in front of him, or a black face like the bottom of a pot, staring fiercely at Zhang Baozai, a little boy in military uniform in front of him.

Zhang Baozai pulled his head and bowed his head to confess his guilt. His left wrist was tied with a thick bandage. He always wanted to hide his left hand with a bandage behind him, but he didn't dare. From time to time, he timidly raised his eyes and looked at Liang Pengfei, who was sitting in front of the big horse.

"Put my hand on the outside of my thigh. If you are injured, you can't stand upright with a bandage?" Liang Pengfei gasped and said angrily. He

"Yes! Sir." Hearing Liang Pengfei's words, Zhang Baozai was so scared that he quickly stood straight and raised his chin, just like participating in a military competition in the college.

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"Suffer, I'm your godfather!" When Liang Pengfei saw that the Baozi scared him like this, he couldn't help laughing, but when he thought that the little fart child did not obey the order, which led to injury, he couldn't help hardening his heart and a face that was about to catch up with Changbai Mountain.

"Yes! Sir, oh no, yes! Godfather." Zhang Baozai's incoherent answer made the little Sidangdong, who was standing behind Liang Pengfei, compete with himself.

Outside the door, the white scholar and the monk Chen's stomach almost cramped.

Liang Pengfei rolled his eyes speechlessly for a long time: "Forget it, sit down and talk about it. Didn't General Wu arrange you on the main battleship? How can I get hurt?" Liang Pengfei knocked on the table with his fingers, as if he was looking for trouble when he had nothing to do.

"Godfather, I do serve as the artillery command on the main battleship. This injury has nothing to do with my battle on the main battleship." Zhang Baozai carefully raised his eyelids and looked at Liang Pengfei. He saw that although Liang Pengfei's face was rigid, there was not much anger in his tone. In addition, Xiao Si Dangdong, who was standing behind Liang Pengfei, quietly made a gesture to him. Zhang Baozai had already understood that Liang Pengfei just wanted to clean himself up. There was an atmosphere in my heart.

However, even so, he did not dare to smile at this time. He honestly told the whole story, that is, the intention of the old-fashioned lonely hero. After they covered the landing troops to land, the main battleship was too large to turn and move in the river, and it was easy to become The target of the other party's attack, so the main warships were all parked outside the mouth of the Minjiang River, and there were not many of them who had just been on duty. The young people who had just provoked the fighting spirit in the exciting scene naturally felt very unsentful, or even unhappy.

As a result, this student soldier slipped off the warship and joined the battle for the northern highlands of Fuzhou. As a result, although the group of student soldiers were immediately expelled from the offensive sequence after being identified by the commander, five students were still more or less injured.

The only gratifying thing is that the Qing soldiers are really short of long-range fire weapons. The limited number of guns have been cleared by the Liang army at a fixed point of firepower long before the siege. These unlucky people are just suffering from the long-range weapons, bows and arrows in the cold weapons.

"You little bastard, fortunately your godmother is not here. Otherwise, you can wait for your buttocks to bloom." After listening to the poor face, Liang Pengfei said the whole story with a pitiful face, and rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Godfather, the child knows it's wrong. Who do you want to punish? Don't tell the godmother that the godmother is pregnant now. If she is angry, I will..." Zhang Baozai stretched out his hand and scratched his head and said bitterly.

(to be continued)