Of course, all the heroic legends are very fantasy and romantic, not only about the story of the one hundred and eight generals under the generalissimo of Shangwu, Wang Maoru's wives are also gradually known, what to marry a Mongolian princess (Ulan Tuya is the lord of Eastern Mongolia, not a princess), marry Manchurian Gege (Zuo Yuzhuo and Zuo Yuchan's mother used to be a palace maid in the Summer Palace, the people do not know the truth, rumors press their identity as a Manchu princess), marry a Japanese princess (Kawada Tomoya, the people know that the Kawada family is very famous in JapanTwenty years ago, China was defeated by Japan, and the Chinese people all wanted to overwhelm Japan, even if the Chinese man overwhelmed the Japanese woman in bed), marry the prime minister's daughter (that is, Tang Baoqi, in the story, Tang Shaoyi, the prime minister, became the prime minister's talent), marry a chivalrous woman (Wu Qiuyue, this is not wrong), marry the queen of communication (Zhu Songyun, the original Kuomintang framed Zhu Qichao's daughter Zhu Songyun, after Zhu Songyun divorced, and then later dated Wang Maoru, But the person who made up the story needed a courtesan, so he arranged Zhu Songyun, who had a history, as the queen of communication.

In the mouth of the storyteller, Wang Maoru's wife is the most beautiful Zhu Songyun. In fact, Zuo Yuzhuo and Zuo Yuchan sisters are the most beautiful). In this way, the country is set immediately, and the man who is beautiful in bed, he is not a hero, who will be a hero, so many men regard him as an idol.

When the postman saw that the villagers were due, and each of them was looking forward to himself, which greatly satisfied his vanity, he pulled his throat, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Fellow villagers." I'm going to read it quickly today, I have to go to Xia Xiang Village in the afternoon, everyone pay attention to it. The crowd craned their necks. The postman saw that everyone was looking at him, and felt that he had a special identity and style, so he took out the newspaper and read: "Yesterday, on September 2, the 11th year of the Republic of China, the Chinese National Defense Forces issued a telegram that the Chinese White Tiger Legion successfully pursued the Rakshasa bandit army that killed the border people of our border. Chasing the enemy for thousands of miles, under the capital of the Rakshasa Kingdom, he killed 1,300 enemy chieftains. The suspension is revealed at the waist. General Ren Yuanxing, the commander of the White Tiger Legion, ordered that the White Tiger Army Rao Rosa Capital City ran three times, and the 80,000 White Tiger Army frightened the 800,000 troops of the Rakshasa Kingdom lying in the capital and did not dare to go out of the city to face the battle. The White Tiger Army returned victorious, capturing 600,000 territories in the Western Regions. Restore fù I Tang Dynasty Anxi Protectorate. Yesterday. The Ministry of National Defense has announced to all countries that the establishment of the Western Regions Anxi Protectorate, from now on, the great empire of the Republic of China will increase its territory by 600,000! Long live the Wehrmacht, long live the White Tiger Army, long live the Generalissimo Martial Arts! ”

"Long live the White Tiger Army, long live the Generalissimo Shangwu!" The people joined in the excitement and shouted. After shouting a few times, I probably thought it was quite boring. Gradually, he stopped shouting. At this time, a child suddenly shouted: "Long live the white tiger, long live the martial arts, mother, I want to eat sugar." The crowd laughed, and the postman couldn't help laughing.

"Yan sù, strict sù point! Don't be disrespectful to the generalissimo, or the police will arrest you and behead you one by one. Muramasa Song Sande shouted with a cane, Muramasa was really majestic, and everyone gradually didn't dare to laugh, and I don't know if they were frightened by wēixié's beheading.

A young student asked, "Lord Postman, how big is this 600,000 territory?" Is it bigger than our Yuncheng County? ”

The postman looked disdainfully at the people around him with the same eyes, and said proudly: "What do you know, Yuncheng County? How big is Yuncheng County? This Anxi Protectorate is as big as four hundred Yuncheng counties! Is Shandong big? Is Shandong big? ”

"Great."

"It's the size of four Shandong provinces!" The postman said loudly, "They are all good places with mountains, rivers and fertile fields, and whoever goes there first and plants the land first belongs to whom, but it is not like us here, whose land belongs to us?" Everyone pointed at Song Sande, and Song Sande said: "It's all from the little old man's family." ”

The postman said: "Then you haven't seen the Western Regions, where are borderless lands, if you have the ability, run the horse and stake the land, where the horse runs, that is your land." ”

Everyone exclaimed, and they all whispered, and the young people who had thoughts and ambitions gathered together and whispered, "Why don't we go to the Western Regions to have a look?" ”

"Can it be done? So far away. ”

"You can't work for the old Song family for the rest of your life in Shangxiang Village, right?"

"It's not bad to work long hours, and if you can eat enough, you'll be in the middle."

"Seeing that you are present at that point, you can eat enough, so can you marry a daughter-in-law?"

"This ......"

"Let's talk about you, a twenty-four or five-year-old person, haven't you even touched a woman's hand, you live in vain, and you don't know what it's like to be a woman until you die."

"You know, you know?"

"I don't know, so I have to go out, go out and make a fortune, a lot of women with me. When the time comes, I will learn from the generalissimo of martial arts and marry seven or eight wives, and my life will not be in vain. ”

"It's just you, you still learn to be a martial generalissimo, you can dream."

The postman said, "Come on, I don't talk nonsense with you, why do you talk so much." By the way, the imperial court and government have won the battle, shouldn't everyone write a joint letter to express congratulations? ”

Song Sande's heart trembled, and he said, "Do you have to donate?" ”

The postman said: "I didn't say this, but there are students in the city calling for donations, and the rich man Li of Xiaxiang Village, do you know?" ”

"Yes."

This rich man Li and Song Sande have always been against each other, they have been fighting all their lives, in the past, because of the fight for water and land, and later because of the accumulated hatred, they took the two villages to fight several times, each with a victory or defeat, and everyone naturally gritted their teeth when it came to the rich man Li.

The postman said: "The rich man Li knows that General Shangwu won the battle and ran to the county, don't you know?" I donated 20 silver dollars to the students! Twenty silver dollars! ”

"Good fellow, I'll only work for the owner for three silver dollars a year."

"When did this Li Lao pick become so generous?"

"No, he can't hold it to death, how can he roll twenty silver dollars."

The postman said, "How is that possible?" Why can't it be? He pursed his lips, looked around, and said disdainfully: "Don't think that he is as virtuous as you, and that he has a long-term vision." I tell you that he did donate twenty dollars, real silver dollars, which I have seen with my own eyes. ”

"Li Lao has to hold back and go back to his home to even when he walks to, it's really strange that he will be so generous." A young offspring said.

"He naturally did this for his purpose!" The postman shouted, causing the crowd to look at him and hear him why.

Everyone stretched out their ears to listen, Song Sande also widened his eyes and refused to miss a word to listen, and the postman said, "Do you know what Rich Man Li got after donating twenty silver dollars?" Good people in Yuncheng! This is a pennant given by 800 students in Yuncheng, a good person in Yuncheng! Scold! After this pennant, it will be the heirloom of the Li family. What kind of people are the students, the students are scholars, and 800 scholars send pennants to the Lao Li family, which is to glorify the ancestors. On weekdays, don't say donate 20 yuan, even 200 yuan will not get the glory of a scholar, now it's okay, it's okay for people to go to Xiangcun, and get out of your Shangxiang Village, because there is a good person in Yuncheng. What do you have? ”

The people of Shangxiang Village talked about it, of course, this discussion naturally condemned Song Sande's ears, Song Sande is also a person who wants to be faced, and his face is red at this time.

The postman said again: "Also, don't underestimate this pennant, among the people who make this pennant are the young master and young lady of our Yuncheng County magistrate, when their village fights with your village again in the future, the county police come over, who do you say you are biased again?" ”

Everyone suddenly realized, it turned out that Li Laolu's purpose of donating money at this time was here, it was really an old man, a ghost and an old spirit, everyone looked at Song Sande, the only scholar in the village and the only landlord, compared with the eyes of Li Laolu, and suddenly felt that Song Sande was not as good as others.

Song Sande also reacted quickly, and immediately laughed three times and said: "What is it that Li Lao donated twenty yuan of ocean, I will donate forty yuan!" The people around cheered, didn't they know that Song Sande's heart was bleeding.

Someone coaxed: "Boss, you didn't drive a donkey up the mountain, you want a call, right?" ”

Song Sande's eyes were angry and said: "Sun Niudung, you lose your conscience when you say this." That Sun Niudung quickly shrank his neck and hid behind the crowd, and Song Sande made a gesture to pay for it, saying: "Old man, pay for donations now, see what you gang of life-urging ghosts say?" ”

The postman hurriedly stopped Song Sande and said with a smile: "How much money to donate depends on you, I just pass a word, don't give it to me, how can I explain if I let the thief intercept me halfway?" ”

Song Sande hurriedly retracted his hand and said angrily: "I'll go to the county seat tomorrow and donate it to the doll students in person." ”

The postman took a large roll from the donkey's back, and everyone didn't understand what he was doing, and the postman said to everyone: "Big guy, look at it, this is the latest version of the map of the Republic of China, how big our China is, how many provinces there are, all on it." ”

"Brother Postman, does this cost money? Are we going to donate money to buy it? Someone asked cautiously.

The postman said: "I don't need money, this map is the latest version, and the government gives a village one for free, but well, it may be unknown whose house it is." ”

"Open it and take a look, we haven't seen anything we look like in China." An old man shouted.

"Medium." The postman opened the map and laid it flat on a huge grinding plate, one meter by one meter, and clearly printed the map of China, including the Outer Northeast, Outer Northwest, Tibet, and the Nansha Islands. The postman struggled to mark the location of Yuncheng on Shandong, and said, "Look, our Yuncheng is such a small place. ”

"Wow, our China is so big." Someone exclaimed.

"It's not like that, I used to think that the world was Shandong except for Yuncheng, but I didn't expect such a big place."