late Qing Dynasty arrest

The city gate of Tianjin City was specially opened for Li Guolou's team. Li Guolou's figure disappeared into the night like a ghost. More than 100 Ghoshha did not mount their horses but walked on foot. The cold winter snow could not stop them from going at night. Xiaozhan Town is a military training

Although Li Guolou did not take the lead in walking at the forefront, he was walking on foot like every soldier. The bitter cold wind pierced into the bone marrow like a knife. Walking at night in this ghostly weather requires a will like steel. If you are alone Walking in the backcountry, you will die at any time on the way

However, under the group effect, more than 100 Ghoshhas marched in high spirits to maintain a complete sequence, and none of the Ghoshhas drank the jug of spirits they carried with them, and took a sip of snow when their mouths were dry. A hard-working iron army

The snow made the ground slippery and the team couldn't move fast. Under the guidance of more than a dozen lanterns, more than 100 people would fall if they were not careful. Li Guolou fell several times. No one dared to laugh at each other. No one came to help Li Guolou. The Guolou team marches in a combat mode, with outposts to explore the way, and the rear squad as the supreme commander is no different from the soldiers around him. Personal subjective initiative. Military regulations are strict and rigorous. As a member of the Xinwu Army, everyone must dedicate everything to the benefit of the team.

Wei Qun led an outpost of more than 30 people at the front of the team and had been walking for more than four hours. In front of it was a Guandi Temple[

Wei Qun waved his arms and shouted: "The first team will advance to Guandi Temple in a combat formation and kill all the enemies inside."

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" more than 30 Ghoshhas are here, and they can finally rest for a while

"Kang, kuang, kuang" the gate of Guandi Temple was knocked down by a group of Goshhas with gun bolts and shouted: "Quickly open the temple, I wish you to open the door quickly." More than 30 Goshhas were noisy and noisy Wake up the temple inside. This time, Li Guolou is in the back to supervise the formation. These Goshhas are still restrained and have not broken the gate of Guandi Temple.

At this time, Guandi Temple belongs to the national image project. Guandi Temples in various places are under the direct jurisdiction of the local "government" and occupy a large area. There are some rooms in the temple where you can stay and have the function of an inn, but they are not open to ordinary people, so you can't see the scene of heavy traffic.

The temple blessings that manage Guandi Temple are backed by the local "government" and the incense money does not have to pay taxes. Officials have spared no effort in repairing the Guandi Temple. This is a major event related to official career. In the Qing Dynasty, the dilapidated Guandi Temple could not be seen.

Ordinary people don't come to Guandi Temple in the middle of the night to make trouble. Miao Zhu took a night watchman and rushed to the gate and shouted, "Here, who is it? No one will be allowed to sleep in the middle of the night."

Miao Zhu and the little guy worked together to lift down the crossbar inserted across the gate. This crossbar is so heavy that it cannot be carried by two people together.

Miao Zhu just opened the latch and the two gates were opened by a group of soldiers, a gust of cold wind came blowing in his face, and the lantern in Miao Zhu's hand was extinguished.

Wei Qun was still dissatisfied and shouted: "Why is Miao Zhu so slow, sleepwalking?"

"Oh, it's the military master, why don't you come to the military camp in the middle of the night and come to us? If you violate the military order, you will be punished." Miao Zhuyi, the old man, is a little afraid of these vicious military masters, but he doesn't admit defeat. He is concerned about the emperor's blessing.

"Don't be so fucking wordy, I'm a military order, you can't do without a penny, I have more than 100 troops here, and I don't want to eat yours. How many charcoal stoves are there? We need to light a fire to keep warm." Wei Qun waved his hand and his men led the horses into the compound The Lord is so arrogant, come and leave as you want, there is no gate

"Since the military lord gave me the money, I'll do it. I have more than a dozen charcoal stoves here, and there are still some charcoal stoves. Each charcoal stove costs [-] yuan for tea and water..." Miao Zhu had no choice but to the military lord. As for the military masters, we should also stay away from them. Since we are here, we will treat these military masters who come to the door in the middle of the night as a business.

"Miao I wish you to steal money! How can you have a hundred pennies for a charcoal stove? Don't think that our Xinwu Army is being taken advantage of. We are not as rich as the Ever Victorious Army." Wei Qun burst into strong dissatisfaction with the soldiers who usually live in the barracks and don't have to spend a penny to go out. It's also living for nothing, spending money for nothing, just not giving him face, and it will make Li Guolou lose his reputation

"Then let's get a [-]% discount. Do you want to steam a few baskets of muffins? I still have some millet, corn, and sweet potatoes to make porridge. It tastes good." All kinds of delicacies The troops stationed in Tianjin Wei are rich masters The soldiers and the people rely on the flow of money

Wei Qun could hear his stomach growling, of course it was necessary to eat dry food, but if he didn’t eat a meal of hot food, the soldiers felt uncomfortable and said: “Miao I wish you, don’t talk about it, you didn’t see us practicing in the wild, so cook two big pots.” The millet porridge, add more sweet potatoes and corn, don’t add it, we are a team that can endure hardships, don’t engage in extravagance, don’t add brown sugar, it will kill me.”

Wei Qun went to the main hall of Guandi Temple after explaining a few words in a hurry. More than 100 people can sit on the ground directly in the main hall and surround the charcoal stove for warmth. Soldiers who stay in the temple are mostly crowded in the main hall or the aisle of the corridor. I won't compete with the owner for a wing room

The little guy rushed forward and said, "Master Jun, someone lives in the hall tonight."

Wei Qun yelled angrily: "Donkey ball who is it? Do you want more than 100 of us to squeeze in the corridor to blow the northwest wind? How many of them are there? If there are not many people, let them move the place."

The little guy squeezed out a smile and said: "Master Jun, they are monks, there are not many people, there are only 20 people, it seems inappropriate for me to drive my family out." [

Wei Qun shouted loudly: "Donkey Ball, this is the Guandi Temple, and it is the territory covered by our Xinwu Army. Do you want to do business? Believe it or not, I will seal off all the roads here tomorrow and let you drink the northwest wind during the New Year."

Conflicts between the soldiers and the local people will come up with all kinds of vicious methods to punish the local people, such as blocking roads in the middle of the night, pulling out the people’s seedlings and poisoning the villagers’ watchdogs If you don't let the soldiers enjoy themselves, the soldiers will make a mess of the place

The young man was so clever that he hurriedly took a step forward and said, "Master Jun, I'll talk about it right away."

There is no need for the little guy to say that the gate of the main hall opened with a bang. In the middle of the night, everyone in the Guandi Temple was woken up by the yelling.

"What is the name of the military master Amitabha? Why did you drive the poor monk away?" A young monk sang a mantra and put his palm on his chest to salute Wei Qun

How could Wei Qun be caught by someone? He raised his head and looked up at the monks on the steps to defend himself, saying, "This monk, why do you speak so harshly? If you are few, you should move a little bit to become a monk. To make it easier for others, has your master taught you the principles of life? Here is the mortal world, you must follow the rules set by mortals. Did Guan Di become a monk? He is also a military master. You say Guan Di Who are you helping?"

Wei Qun's words made a group of monks who stepped out of the hall show their bare heads, wanting to see whose mouth is so cheap but who can't refute the words of the bitch. Look at me, I look at you for a while. It is only after dealing with ordinary people that I know that ordinary people are not good at speaking.

It was the boss of this group of monks who said: "Oh, the former military master of the Xinwu Army is this kind of virtue that makes the poor monk so disappointed. People in the world think that the Xinwu Army is as disciplined as the Qi Family Army."

Wei Qun replied brazenly: "Little monk, what are you talking about? Monks also need to shit and fart. We are in the middle of the night in the ice and snow. Who has pity us? Whoever has given to our temple will cut us down once we enter the gate? Whoever we are going to complain about, don't think it's your head. If you burn the ring scars, you will suffer so much. For the sake of the common people in the world, our Xinwu Army stabs the bayonet into the chest without blinking."

"Master Wei speaks well." Followed by more than 30 soldiers applauded to celebrate Wei Qun has received Li Guolou's true biography, just these few words on the stage are not far from promotion

"嗤嗤嗤嗤" twenty monks sneered, disdainful to listen to bold words, and a skinny monk said: "It's just talking big talk and holding a fire stick to scare people. It's a kind of expulsion of foreigners and return my country."

Arirang had already approached the group of monks with his head held high and his chest held high, and retorted: "Idiots talk in their dreams, and those who want to be heroes are all ruthless Confucians reading from the script, or they are ambitious traitors hiding in the concession. The real hero is Goujian. We are bitches as cheap as dogs, one day you will see our Xinwu Army defeat the Eight-Nation Alliance Army like a mad dog, little monk, you just keep saying mantras and singing your Sanskrit, we only know this, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow" standing in the courtyard howling like wolves in the wilderness

The army of the Qing Dynasty already had honors to speak of, and if they wanted to be ashamed, they could only be lowly people who had to endure hardships and taste their courage Mad dogs don't need any justification and will bite the enemy at any time. As long as they have enough capital, they will kill. This is the idea advocated by the Xinwu Army

Senior brother Juechen looked at the soldiers of the Xinwu Army in the yard, his complexion became serious, and he sang to congratulate:

"Toil on the pommel horse and battle, you will know the mess when you are busy.

100 years of hurting the country, "chaos" started eight thousand miles away

The autumn wind, the sword, the lonely minister, the weeping sun, the banner, the blood of the general

The atmosphere of national humiliation is still lingering, and the Sanskrit music in the world is in a dream."

The soldiers of the Xinwu Army in the yard all looked at Juechen with strange expressions. They all knew this poem. It is widely sung in the alleys and becomes a compulsory course for beggars

Those beggars are begging in front of the temple. As long as the monk refuses to give alms, they will sing this lotus around the temple tonight. Why do monks also sing this poem? Could it be that the howling of wolves really lures ghosts?

Li Guolou just stepped into the compound and was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, there are ears on the wall. His impromptu works have been handed down to the world, which makes people cry.

"Amitabha" Juechen walked down the steps and saluted Wei Qun and said, "This military lord, don't misunderstand that the poor monk Juechen and his juniors came from Songshan Shaolin Temple. Grandpa introduces"

Wei Qunshuo turned his head and looked behind him and said: "Oh, you are from Shaolin Temple in Songshan. This is not easy to handle. You must know that although the incident in Southern Shaolin has been going on for a long time, there are always worries in the future."

Shaolin monks are famous for their real kung fu, but they have fallen for more than 100 years in the Qing Dynasty. Songshan Shaolin Temple was suppressed by the Qing government. Songshan Shaolin Temple has become an inaccessible Buddhist temple. The monks fought fiercely against the Qing Dynasty, causing heavy losses to the Qing army. In the end, the Putian Shaolin Temple was razed to the ground by the Qing army. Although the northern Shaolin had rebelled against the Qing Dynasty, the northern and southern Shaolin came from the same line, so the Qing Dynasty had always had a grudge against the Northern Shaolin. Emperor Qianlong even forced it. 』Forcing Songshan Shaolin Temple to hand over the treasure book of martial arts "Yi Jin Jing"

Loyalty and filial piety are about inheritance. The Qing army never used Shaolin monks, and the monks of Songshan Shaolin Temple never went out of the mountain. However, there will always be someone who breaks the taboo of more than 100 years. Wei Qun dare not boldly agree to this

"Master Li, please introduce us to Mr. Li. We are not afraid of death or suffering. We can beat you [-] people to the ground. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

"嗤嗤嗤嗤" There are laughing sounds all around

Zheng Hengdan got Li Guolou's cue, stepped out of the crowd and smiled, "The little monk is not the time for the thirteen stick monks to save the Tang king. Even if you can fight again and meet our Xinwu army soldiers, you will die together and want to be the first Xinwu army soldier." One is to obey military orders and obey orders, can you do it?"

The [-] monks saw that Zheng Hengdan looked like a senior officer, surrounded them happily and said anxiously: "Yes" "Yes" "Sir, please take us in."

Wei Qun had already seen Li Guolou, who was watching the excitement, pointing his hand and saying: "The person who wrote this poem is Juechen, you can ask him yourself."

Li Guolou looked up to the sky and laughed, walked out from the crowd

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