The night wind was getting colder and colder, and the whistling blew away the little bit of temperature. The night outside the city is extremely cold, not to mention that it is the middle of winter, and as soon as the sun sets, the wilderness is an ice cave, and no one wants to stay there for a while.

The convoy of people heading west to "Yingqi" is now in a circle of mules and horses and a few improvised yurts. This kind of tent made of felt is the best means of sheltering from the cold outside, and the outside is freezing, and the stove inside is as warm as the middle of summer.

Wu Chong, Jin Puxin, and an old man with a clear face are now sitting around the fire, sipping fragrant tea, and complaining about the rebellious ministers and thieves and the Republic of China. Completely ignoring the fact that there is still a battalion of soldiers from the Republic of China outside to help them protect them.

The tears on the old man's face seemed to have just cried, or it may have been smeared with pepper oil on his eyes, anyway, Wu Chong's nose, which is particularly sensitive to food, smelled the fragrance of peppercorns. The old man wiped his eyes with his sleeve, arched his hand at the two young men, and sighed: "I have made a pilgrimage to the saints, and I have passed it on for a long time...... Now that the society has collapsed, the Son of Heaven is covered with dust, and we are really worthy of the grace of God as courtiers! ”

Jin Puxin sighed and said with a smile: "Come on, now the Qing Dynasty is long gone, it is already the Son of Heaven is not the Son of Heaven, the ministers are not the ministers, the people, uh, the people are still the people." In short, everything has changed, Zheng Zhongtang (suspected of being sarcastic), you should also mourn and change. This time, we can redeem our Long Live Lord, and let's move to the Tianjin Concession in the future, there are too many rights and wrongs in this Yanjing City. ”

This old man surnamed Zheng is named Xiaoxu, and he is a famous widow, who served as an official such as an envoy and a political envoy in the former Qing Dynasty. Now he is the "Prime Minister's Minister of the Interior", so Kim Pu-shin calls him "Zheng Zhongtang".

Zheng Xiaoxu listened to Jin Puxin's words, was silent for a long time, suddenly coughed again, stroked his beard and said: "Master Bei, the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven after all, and we are the ministers of the Son of Heaven after all, and this can never be changed." And ......" Zheng Xiaoxu glanced at the fat man Wu Chong, who was drowsy, and continued: "The Son of Heaven has grown up in the deep palace since he was a child, although his talent is extremely smart, but after all, he has less experience, although he has suffered some humiliation this time, he will definitely be able to gain something, and he may be able to take on great responsibilities in the future." ”

"Daren?" Jin Puxin took a sip of tea, still sighing: "Now this is the one who is in charge of the Republic of China." He gestured for a pistol with the palm of his hand and said, "Without a gun, everything is empty talk." ”

"How does Lord Pei know that Lord Banzai doesn't have a gun?" Zheng Xiaoxu raised his head and looked at Jin Puxin with a smile.

Jin Puxin was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head: "It's useless, the gun barrel should be held in the hands of the Long Live Lord, the gun is called the Long Live Lord, and it is not worth a dime to rely on the so-called 'loyalty' that you have bought with money everywhere, who is willing to stand up for the Long Live Lord when it comes to the end?" For example, this time, you still have to spend money to ransom people. ”

Zheng Xiaoxu smiled slightly, touched the goatee on his chin, and said with a smile: "Bei Ziye's knowledge is extraordinary!" In fact, it is not impossible to master the barrel of the gun, but it is a chore to lead the soldiers after all. ”

"Bitter?" Jin Puxin burst out loud all of a sudden: "Old Zhongtang, do you think it's the year of Xuantong?" Now our banner people have suffered all kinds of hardships. Don't look at me as a fool, that is, I can't drop points in front of GCD! In normal terms, I am also a small manager who runs the street, and this Young Master Wu is the young master of the business. If you really have the way of the gun, I will immediately quit my errand and go with you, this more than 100 catties will be released, let's also fight for a division commander and brigade commander! ”

"Is Bei Ziye serious?" Zheng Xiaoxu nodded slightly, holding the teacup in his hand. I don't know why, a pair of red and swollen eyes suddenly appeared a little expectant.

……

Two young men now live in a dilapidated cave near Wangjialing in Yan'an, one of whom is the unlucky last emperor Pu Yi, and the other is called "Comrade Sun Yaoting", which is Pu Yi's latest name for the eunuch who served him, and he also ordered Sun Tai to supervise him to call him Comrade Pu Yi.

When Pu Yi walked all the way back to his cave from Pagoda Mountain under the protection of several Red Army soldiers, it was already dusk. Eunuch Sun has now prepared a "supper", some goat's milk and a few nests. In fact, the supply in northern Shaanxi is not so tight now, and it is also possible to let Pu Yi eat better. It's just that Pu Yi resolutely does not engage in "specialization", and is willing to enjoy the same treatment as ordinary Red Army soldiers, of course, there is an extra goat's milk, which is raised by Eunuch Sun himself, that is, the sheep that "took a photo" with Pu Yi.

"Long live Comrade Lord, dinner is ready." When the loyal eunuch saw his master coming back, he immediately came out to greet him with a smile on his face, saying "Comrade Long Live Lord", hehe, a new term, maybe when it will become popular.

"It's called Comrade Pu Yi!" Pu Yi glared at Sun Yaoting fiercely, raised his hand and was about to have a seizure, when he suddenly remembered that he was still in Yan'an. Eunuch Sun is a bitter working people! And he is the landlord class. Pu Yi hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Yaoting, we are now revolutionary comrades, and I am not a long live lord anymore, we are already equal, you know?" ”

"Got it, Wan ...... Homosexuals. "For eunuchs who have grown up in the palace since they were young and have long regarded the emperor as a god, they dare not call the emperor by any name. Eunuch Sun hurriedly served the freshly heated goat's milk and nest head, and then stood alone behind the emperor, as if he was still in the Forbidden City.

Comrades are comrades! Now in Yan'an, only this eunuch Sun is in charge of Puyi calling comrades, and everyone else calls him "Mr. Puyi", which sounds like there is no safety for comrades after all.

Sitting down at a tattered wooden table, Pu Yi began to eat. This nest is very fragrant! The goat's milk is a little tangy, but it's still delicious. I've never eaten such delicious dim sum in the palace before! Pu Yi gobbled it up, while thinking about the "happy life" after returning to the palace in the future, hehe, he will eat ten a day in the future! Oh, twenty nest heads! I also need a big bowl of goat's milk, which is called moisturizing!

"Comrade." At this time, Eunuch Sun lowered his voice and approached Pu Yi, and whispered in a voice with a bit of surprise: "Long live Lord, you can really go back to Yanjing this time!" The slave heard from the person who took care of us that this time it was a Beizi named Jin Puxin who ran around, asking people everywhere to find a disciple, and only then did he spend a lot of money from GCD to redeem your old man's house. ”

"Pu Xin? It's the same generation as me, it's a shell, it's a distant branch, right? Pu Yi put down the nest head in his hand and said to himself: "At a critical time, you can still rely on your own people!" I'll have to reuse it when I go back! ”

In the past ten months, Pu Yi really didn't want the Forbidden City, didn't want the Qing Dynasty, and didn't want his father, and he only had life and a nest in his mind. But now that I have been sure to be able to go home, my life has been saved, and I guess I can eat as much as I want in the future. After some hardships, the last emperor, whose mind became more resolute, is now beginning to ponder his Qing Dynasty again.

"Comrade Sun." Pu Yi was still accustomed to calling his eunuch a comrade, he picked up the goat's milk and took a sip lightly, and lowered his voice: "This time we have fallen to this point, in the final analysis, there is still no gun!" You see people's GCD, it's so difficult, there is no food, no drink, and no decent place to live, but people don't want to relax for a while! If we banner people can also use the energy of eating, drinking and having fun on the barrel of a gun, why not revive this Qing Dynasty! Lesson me! Lesson! ”

"Long live the Lord means that you want to learn GCD when you go back?" Eunuch Sun felt a pang in his heart, do you have to live like this when you go back? The eunuch has also paid attention to it these times, and to be honest, he has more family business in Yanjing City than several big officials in Zhongg! The food he eats in the palace is thousands of times better than that of the "emperor" in the middle g. I don't know how their "emperor" lived? Anyway, those masters in Yanjing City can't stand it

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