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Chapter 60 Please forget me tonight

Brother Hong finally made a move. After much deliberation, he finally cut off the braid, and looked at himself in the mirror mockingly: "It's a bit like Maitreya Buddha." On that day, when the military meeting was held, Brother Hong announced in public: "I didn't make up my mind the day before yesterday, and I didn't make up my mind yesterday, and I didn't make up my mind in the first half of the day. At this time, I have made up my mind. Anyway, I'm finally a member of the military government. Success or failure is blunt. Life and death." Brother Hong, you're still as tedious as telling a story to a child. You're already a governor, so can't you be simpler?In a word: I am a revolutionary.

Brother Hong finally cut off the braids in his heart, yes, it was the braids in his heart. Later, as you all know, the vice president, Prince Wuyi (not accepted), and the president.Going forward all the way, leaving Ruicheng, Zhang Tongzhi, and even Zhang Xiangshuai far behind, and took seven or eight turns. Now it's time for others to look up at Brother Hong gorgeously at a 45-degree angle, but Brother Hong will definitely not accept it, he has always been a low-key person. Brother Hong's story is not over yet, and his splendor remains in the Republic of China. Brother Hong, See you later (see you later)!

Don't rush to say goodbye! Fourteen years later, Tianjin, a beautiful villa.Every day, there is an old man who takes a broom on time and carefully cleans every corner of the yard over and over again, never leaving a dead corner or a little rubbish. Tired, he raised his head slightly, and everyone he knew would exclaim: Zhang Biao! That's right, my son-in-law, the former Zhang Tongzhi, the vicissitudes of the years did not leave much marks on his face. People sighed, they were devastated, they didn't expect Wu Yipin to make a living by sweeping the streets. You are wrong, Zhang Tongzhi is a smart man, he will not be so bad, he is the owner of the small villa, the legal property owner.The small villa is called Zhang Yuan.

Because a distinguished guest came during this period, to be precise, a very distinguished guest, someone who Zhang Biao will never forget for the rest of his life. Emperor Xuantong lived in Zhangyuan, since he was driven out of the Forbidden City.Came to Tianjin boringly, Zhang Biao took the initiative to contact and offer Zhang Yuan. Rent: Free. Duration of residence: unlimited. Additional conditions: three meals a day, eating, drinking and having fun. Special service: The host cleans the courtyard regularly every day. The emperor had already stepped down, and Zhang Biao didn't need to be promoted or put on a show.When others advised him to let his servants do it, he always replied: "Sao Chao is healthier."

Two years later, Zhang Biao, who was always holding a broom, passed away, and Puyi came to express his condolences in person. In addition to Puyi, another distinguished guest also came to pay homage in person.That was Zhang Biao's old colleague: Brother Hong. Everyone was very envious, Zhang Biao was so beautiful, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty and the president of the Republic of China all came. Sweeping the floor can also sweep out big things.Zhang Biao in another world must be smiling, he must often think of that spring day, think of Zhang Xiangshuai, and think of Hong Ge who is destined.

But Rei was not so lucky. Ruichen and his wife had just fled to Shanghai, and a big play was premiered in Shanghai. The name was "Ezhou Blood", which was obviously about them.The play is extremely satirical, "Wake up from the dream with the sound of the bomb, and escape too hastily after refitting. The smoke and rain, Li Jun, don't laugh, and the minister Ben Gengxin is an old farmer."It is said that the grand premiere was unprecedented, and the current performing arts circle should really learn from the gossip spirit of the literary and art circles at that time. Ruicheng finally fulfilled his promise, and stayed in Shanghai with his wife for a long time.However, he fell ill after being hit physically and mentally. He burned incense and worshiped Buddha in the concession every day, praying for the blessing of Buddha.Bless the Qing Dynasty to collapse as soon as possible, so that the arrest of myself can be revoked.

The Qing Dynasty soon collapsed, but his more than one million yuan was gone, and was embezzled by the bank.It's the Republic of China, who cares about you?Fortunately, I was not too greedy at the time, otherwise it would be even more distressing. Ruicheng's illness became more serious, and his relatives and friends left him.The only thing that made him feel gratified was that although the witness of love was gone, the young lady stayed by the hospital bed to take care of him, chat with him, grow old with him, and never leave him until he closed his eyes.Perhaps this was the warmest and happiest time in Ruicheng's life.

Ruicheng's wife spent the rest of her lonely life alone. Perhaps, she regretted that she should not have listened to her mother and made the old man who loves her miserable. Perhaps, she had always wanted to stay away from the revolution and live a peaceful and contented life. Seventy years later, in a low bungalow in Shanghai, an old woman calmly recalled all this. She was Rui Cheng's wife. Seventy years of secrets were revealed once and for all, and the revolution slowly came to an end with tenderness and tenderness. Seventy years later, she still cannot forget that sleepless night.

One night in Wuchang (Wuchang one night), I leave a lot of love, whether you love it or not, it is the dust of history... The men and women in the dust of history are all gazing affectionately at the other side of the ocean: Big brother (Sun Yat-sen is in the United States at this time), quickly ride on the wings of revolution, fly across the Pacific Ocean, and lead us into a new era with high spirits! Relatives and nobles in the capital, big and small, were all terrified, and they all looked towards the Huan River in unison: Brother Gongbao, it's already this time, why are you still fishing for fish, come to Beijing to eat fish head hot pot!

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