"Oh, who did I say" An old man with long braids carried the birdcage in his hand, stood still, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "It's you, what's the matter, your son didn't take you out to play" "Play" "The Qing Dynasty is dead, where is he taking me to play" Another old man with long pigtails sighed, "Now, this day is really trembling, pitiful."
"At least I'm not hungry and freezing, it's already fine, what do you want to do?"
"Huh."
"When Zhang Xun left, it was very beautiful."
The old man smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's actually not bad to be like that, if you want to, learn it."
"Then why don't you learn" "Then I have to have the ability to do it."
"Huh" Then, both sighed.
Zhang Xun, restoration, finally got a good death, the funeral is said to cost 100,000 oceans, the coffin was finally transported back to his hometown Jiangxi Fengxin for burial, countless Jiangxi people spontaneously sent each other, becoming one of the most sensational events in Jiangxi that year. also because of the restoration, Pu Yi also gave him the nickname of "loyal warrior".
Historically, Zhuge Liang once had this nickname.
"Long live Lord, it's not good to think about it."
"Of course it's not good, what's the difference between me and my parrot in a cage, my parrot, is more comfortable than him, at least I often take him out for walks."
When Zhou Weiguo and Liu Zhihui arrived in Changchun, it had been three days, and naturally they had all gone through makeup, Zhou Weiguo brought glasses, pasted a beard, wore a serious suit, wore a watch, and looked like a returnee.
Liu Zhihui is pretending to be an entourage.
At this time, Changchun was called Xinjing.
The Japanese army is strict, but there are many people on the streets.
"It's cold, let's go, find a place to live."
Zhou Weiguo looked at the somewhat gray sky and spoke.
"Yes."
Liu Zhihui is still very happy, he likes the role play or something.
Looking at the neat buildings on the street, Zhou Weiguo still has some emotion, Zhang Zuolin, or did some things, although he was born as a bandit, there is no culture, but he attaches great importance to cultural people, and hired many capable people from all over the country to develop in the Northeast, and hired many foreigners to plan the construction of the Northeast, for example, Changchun is the most developed city in the Northeast, and when planning the city, the template is a big city like Paris, in the Republic of China, Changchun as the economic center of the Northeast.
It's a pity that it's all cheap devils now.
Most of the people on the street were in a hurry, and the sky changed a little, so Zhou Weiguo just found a hotel nearby and lived in a room and a double room with Liu Zhihui.
After paying the money and taking the keys, the two went upstairs with their luggage.
Zhou Weiguo went upstairs while observing the surroundings, this hotel is not too small, there are three floors, the environment is okay, the boss just now does not seem to be a treacherous person. "202, here's it."
Liu Zhihui took the key, put down his luggage, opened the door of the room, and a smell came to his face, frowning slightly, in fact, it was not too heavy.
"Let's go inside."
Zhou Weiguo was the first to walk in, the room was not big, two single beds, white sheets, a window, and the curtains on both sides were opened.
A small table with a teapot and cups, and a bedside table, the furnishings are simple.
Zhou Weiguo touched the top of the small table with his fingers, "It's quite clean, there is no dust." ” Then, I looked under the table again, but found no eavesdropping equipment.
As for Liu Zhihui, after closing the door and putting down his luggage, he also began to check around in this small room.
As two excellent soldiers, it only took a few minutes to determine that this was an ordinary inn.
"Whew, let's get some rest now."
Liu Zhihui lay on the bed with a big character, did a train for almost a day, arrived in Beiping, and then took the car to Chengde, and then, all the way north from Chengde, put on makeup, and then went to Changchun.
It's really tiring.
Zhou Weiguo smiled, took out two cups, poured water and rinsed them, poured the tea again, and handed it to Liu Zhihui, "Drink it." ” Liu Zhihui took it and took a sip, "Brother, this Xinjing is no different from Jinan, but the houses on the street look cleaner, more green, and there are a lot fewer people." ” "This is the devil's territory, be careful."
Zhou Weiguo also took a sip of water, and then stood by the window, looking at the street, the pedestrians were indeed in a hurry, always feeling as if there was something important, and then, looking into the distance, it was a building with a bit of Japanese style mixed with European style, and he knew that there was the goal of his trip.
The puppet Manchukuo Imperial Palace, formerly known as the official office of the Jihei Transportation Bureau that managed the salt affairs of Jilin and Heilongjiang provinces during the Republic of China.
With the support of Japan, Pu Yi became the "ruling government of Manchukuo" and moved here, becoming the "ruling government of Manchukuo".
"Brother, how are you going to sneak in to see Pu Yi" Liu Zhihui asked, he had no feelings for the Qing government, after all, when he was born, the Qing Dynasty was already dead.
For this last emperor, naturally he doesn't have much respect.
"Let's see, and find out if he can come out, or rather, if he will come out; If he can't come out, then we'll get in.
Zhou Weiguo opened his mouth, an emperor, it is indeed quite tragic to be like this.
"Where to start" "Rest you, don't worry about these things, be careful that the wall has ears."
Zhou Weiguo frowned, here, he was not willing to talk about it, even if they had ruled out that there should be no eavesdropping equipment or anything like that.
Before he set off, he had read a lot of information about the three eastern provinces, so he actually had a preliminary plan in mind for what to do.
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On the second day, when Zhou Weiguo woke up, he looked out the window and frowned, "It's snowing." ” "What, it's snowing" Liu Zhihui was very curious, as a child in Jiangnan, he didn't see snow many times a year, and the snow in Jiangnan and the snow in the north were not the same grade at all.
Hurriedly ran to the window, looking at the silver-white world outside the window, "Tsk, sure enough, the snow in the north is much thicker." ” "Well, it's a pity that the weather is here, pack your things, have breakfast, and go out with me."
Zhou Weiguo hooked the corners of his mouth, seeing the snow, he could still remember something, but now that he was in the danger zone, he still had to be cautious.
"Hao Lak" Liu Zhihui nodded, and then followed Zhou Weiguo to start cleaning up.
Out of the room, closed the door, took the key down, and Liu Zhihui followed behind Zhou Weiguo.
"Boss, there is breakfast here" Zhou Weiguo looked at the shopkeeper and was sweeping the snow in front of the door.
"Yes, but you need to pay extra" "Two copies on the line" "Do you want noodles or steamed buns?"
"Two portions" "Hao Lak":