20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 29 Story (please read it, don’t keep the book)

"Uncle Qi, happy New Year."

Jiang Xiaodao replied feebly, without making any jokes or acting arrogantly.

He was a little tired and didn't want to talk.

Gong Baonan was stunned for a while, and the smile gradually disappeared, and he turned to ask: "Xiaodao, have you ever ridden a horse?"

Jiang Xiaodao shook his head.

"Come! Uncle Qi will take you to have fun!"

Gong Baonan turned over and helped Jiang Xiaodao onto the saddle. Then he turned to look at the honest-looking old man, took out a bag of silver from his arms and handed it over.

"Uncle, during this period, you and Aunt Zhao should go out and hide! In case Mao Zi finds you, you are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

The old man took the money with a smile and asked, "When will you come back again?"

"Brother didn't say it, and I don't know either. He might not come back this year." Gong Baonan took off another jade ring from his thumb, "Please give this to Mr. Zhang Jiu and tell him, 'Hai Lao Owl' remember his kindness, if you need help in the future, just ask."

"Okay!" The old man rubbed his chapped palms and took the ring, "When the wind passes, you can come over and visit if you have nothing to do!"

"Okay!" Gong Baonan stepped onto the horse and held the reins. "Uncle, come back, I'm leaving."

The sound of hoofbeats sounded, and the old man hurried forward two steps: "Be more careful on the road! Tell Chenghai to check your wallet next time you go out on the street!"

"I know, let's go back! Drive!"

The old man waved his hand and watched the two of them go away until they were so far away that they became a point. Then he put down his hand and turned around and walked into the city gate.

……

The ice and snow have not gone away, and when you are on a horse, the wind is stronger, and it cuts on your face like a razor blade. The top of your philtrum is always damp, and you can't tell whether it's snot or water condensed from your breath.

It was Jiang Xiaodao's first time riding a horse, and he was shaken to his core. In the past, he would have jumped up and scolded his mother, but today he was particularly calm.

The road was still long, and it felt awkward to be so depressed all the time. Gong Baonan had no choice but to take the lead in talking: "Xiaodao, are you hungry?"

"hungry."

"Ho! I thought you were mute!" Gong Baonan laughed, reached out and took out a piece of cake from the pocket on the horse's back, "We have a long way to go, let's deal with it first."

"What is this?" Jiang Xiaodao knocked on the frozen hard pancake, "Spade? I'll save it for you to dig the grave!"

"If you don't eat, you'll fall down! I don't need to ask you any more questions!"

Gong Baonan grabbed the pie, took two bites angrily, frowned, and put it back silently.

Jiang Xiaodao still didn't speak.

Gong Baonan smacked his lips: "Xiaodao, why don't you ask me where I'm taking you?"

"casual."

"Maybe I sold you!"

"Sell it, it's not worth much money anyway."

"Tsk! It's almost done, don't go on forever!" Gong Baonan was a little impatient, "Look at your face, it's not even as long as yours in Changbai Mountain! You look like a girl, who are you showing this to? "

"You're such a fucking bitch!" Jiang Xiaodao couldn't help but get excited. He immediately straightened his neck and cursed, "Your family is full of farts!"

Gong Baonan smiled instead of being angry: "That's right! Xiaodao, this is you!"

This overwhelming energy surged up, and he felt relieved, and Jiang Xiaodao woke up from his confusion.

"Uncle Qi, does my father really regard me as his son?"

"That's right! He really cares about you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let me come all the way to pick you up."

"Then do you really think of me as your nephew?"

Gong Baonan suddenly became wary: "What are you going to do? I have no money!"

"Who is he!" Jiang Xiaodao couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I'm not asking you to borrow money, I just want to ask you something!"

"Hey! You told me earlier, it scared me to the point of sweating! Just tell me what you want to ask, and I will try my best to tell the truth."

"Have you ever killed Mao Zi?"

"Huh?" Gong Baonan was a little surprised, and his expression suddenly became serious, "Why do you ask so suddenly?"

Jiang Xiaodao was a little puzzled: "You have joined the Loyalty Army. Isn't it normal for me to ask you if you have killed Mao Zi?"

Gong Baonan's expression suddenly changed: "Who told you that I had joined the Loyalty Army?"

"Lao Cui told me! Uncle Qi, please don't deceive me, I won't report you!"

However, Gong Baonan seemed offended.

"The rumors in the world are not to be believed! Don't listen to that old man's nonsense. Next time you see him, you have to kill him!" "I'm afraid you have no chance." Jiang Xiaodao said in a deep voice, "He was captured by Maozi and said he was going to kill him!" Go dig for gold in some Western country."

"Why did he get into trouble?"

"Oh, it's all because of me." Jiang Xiaodao didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore and continued to ask with some disappointment, "So, you have never killed Mao Zi?"

Unexpectedly, Gong Baonan's answer was decisive.

"Killed! Two!"

Jiang Xiaodao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but turn around and ask: "Really or not? You have never joined the Loyalty Army, how did you kill Mao Zi?"

Gong Baonan was very disdainful: "Who said that only the loyal army can kill Mao Zi? Your seventh uncle and I were serious soldiers before."

Jiang Xiaodao looked at the idle Qi Shu and couldn't help curling his lips: "It doesn't look like it."

"You've only met a few people! Two years ago, I served as a soldier in Heilongjiang. Do you know General Shoushan?"

Jiang Xiaodao shook his head: "I know Shoushan."

Gong Baonan ignored him and continued: "Two years ago, Maozi's 10,000+ army marched south. Jilin General Changshun and Shengjing General Zengqi all avoided fighting. Only General Shoushan contacted the governors of various places and advocated preparations for war. "

"and then?"

"What's next? The imperial court pretended to be deaf and mute, and his colleagues did not send reinforcements. They fought alone. In less than a month, they lost. General Shoushan refused to surrender and committed suicide to die for his country!"

"hero!"

"Of course a hero!"

"Then what were you doing at that time?"

Gong Baonan looked up at the dim yellow sky and said in deep thought: "Later, the team was broken up, no one knew anyone, they were running around like headless chickens, so I ran away. I can't beat him, I really can't. but."

Jiang Xiaodao nodded silently. Ever since he could remember, he had never heard of any victory in the imperial court.

Countless failures gradually formed an absurd consensus that foreigners were invincible.

While Jiang Xiaodao was immersed in the fantasy of the battlefield, Gong Baonan suddenly laughed jokingly.

"Xiaodao, how are you? Does the story sound good?"

Jiang Xiaodao was stunned, and then cursed: "Did you fucking lie to me?"

Gong Baonan raised his whip, slapped the horse's ass, and said with a smile: "It's not all lies to you, it's half truth and half lies, you can guess for yourself."

The two of them walked non-stop from day to night, heading straight towards the mountainous area east of the city.

The sun sets over the western mountains and the sky becomes dim.

Gong Bao Nan dismounted and held the rope, still showing no intention of stopping.

"Uncle Qi, how far is it?" Jiang Xiaodao rubbed his eyes, "It's a mountainous area here, we can't meet wolves, right?"

"Scared?"

"A little sleepy."

The snow in the mountains was thicker, and Gong Baonan stepped on it with a crunching sound.

"If you're not afraid of falling, just lie down and squint for a while. It will take a while to get there!"

Jiang Xiaodao couldn't hold on, so he had to lie on the horse's back, his head drooped, and he fell asleep.

"Uncle Seven?"

"Ok?"

"I killed someone today."

"Well, I killed a tiger yesterday!"

"I really killed someone." Jiang Xiaodao murmured, "I killed the boss of the Changfeng Escort Agency. His name was He Lishan. I'd be fooled if I lied to you."

Gong Baonan was slightly startled, but his steps were still steady.

He thought for a long time and then asked an unrelated question: "Xiaodao, how old are you this year?"

"...After the New Year, it's fourteen."

"You're not young anymore. Do you know how old I was when I first killed someone?"

No response for half a day.

Gong Baonan turned around and saw that Jiang Xiaodao had fallen asleep.

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