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Chapter 5 The Great Election: The Emperor¡¯s Armored Face 308 The Man Who Doesn¡¯t Eat Beans (Part 1)

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    Because the new faces didn't eat beans, this new thing made the half-year-old children who were easily startled almost flip the roof off. A group of people came around Fu Renyong and asked why.

    In the end, Fu Renyong got angry, slammed the table and shouted to the classmates: "I won't eat beans! What's wrong!"

    "Old man, we need unity and friendship. We are all brothers. Getting angry for no reason is a fool." Xiaobai, who was eating on the podium, was startled and quickly came over with his rice bowl to calm the trouble.

    Only then did he remember his identity. The red-faced Fu Renyong finally calmed down. He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from fear on his head, and said with a forced smile: "I'm sorry, everyone, I got stuck eating beans when I was a kid and almost choked.  Die. From then on, when I see beans, I sweat and even have nightmares. I always think about eyeballs, brains and so on"

    This explanation set off a burst of laughter. Xiaobai was so happy that he pointed his chopsticks at Fu Renyong and said with a smile: "Old Fu, if it were me, I would eat a pound of beans a day to take revenge! Haha!"

    This is of course not the reason why Fu Renyong doesn¡¯t eat beans. He is afraid of beans.

    Amid the laughter of the students, Fu Renyong held his chopsticks and stared at the half-cut radish strips and rice in his bowl, but his thoughts went back to more than ten years ago.

    That day, when he was seven or eight years old, he was pulled by his parents and staggered forward. It was a dirt road. Of course, there was only that kind of dirt road at that time. It was a seemingly endless road, and it was bumpy. The young boy  He ran on it like a bumpy boat. His arms seemed to be broken by his father's hands, and his legs were about to break. He cried as he ran.  The younger brother on his father's back next to him was also crying. He raised his head, and his parents' faces were so anxious that they were about to melt and flow.

    Not only were the two faces trembling from the violent running, there were countless people on the road, both in front and behind. A family of four were running forward like a flood, and every face looked exactly like their parents.  Melting because of fear.

    This scene was deeply engraved in his heart and could not be erased.

    This memory has become black and white.  Just like a dream.  No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall the colors at that time, just black and white.

    Even today, many years later, he still cannot avoid the fear and deep self-loathing of that escape scene.  Because he is a soldier.  At an early age, I understood what the trend of fear is.

    At that time, the crowd shouted: "The long hair is coming!" and "The short hair is coming!"

    The two sounds alternate.  As the frenzy of escaping accelerated, dead bodies could be seen everywhere on the dirt roads, and the bodies of men and women hanging from the trees that occasionally appeared.  That is the so-called person who is afraid of being caught up by those traitors and monsters and chooses to kill himself.

    After a long, long time, Fu Renyong realized that the flight he and his parents took was actually a glorious arrival:

    In 1858, more than a year after the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Yang Xiuqing was killed, Shi Dakaiyu's party started a rebellion in the capital of the Song Dynasty. The furious Emperor Zhao Kuo controlled the "Northern Expeditionary Army" to attack Tianjing for revenge.

    In the face of the Song Dynasty, which was fully deified, had a westernized military, a strong economy, and effective diplomacy, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which was fighting against each other, had little help, and had no time to digest the impact of the "Tianjing Incident" was vulnerable. Tianjing soon fell and Hong Xiuquan was killed.  , the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom officially failed.  After a series of complex political and diplomatic battles, in order to prevent the fruits of the Taiping Rebellion from being profited by the Manchu fishermen, Tianjing became the spoils of the Ming Dynasty.

    Later, everyone also knew or guessed: If they don't win, the Sun Moon Army and the Tiandihui forces led by King Ming will not be able to return to the Hai Song Dynasty. If they don't win, they will die, and they will truly go on the Northern Expedition alone.

    At that time, the whole family fled to escape King Ming's "Glorious Northern Expedition", because the "short-haired" army smashed through the "long-haired" Tianjing lair like a bamboo, and the surrounding Taiping troops fled in all directions. In view of the Taiping Army's reputation, all surrounding  In response to the refugee wave, in the east, everyone fled to Shanghai in droves.

    In the refugee center in Shanghai, Fu Renyong suffered so much from hell that he suspected that his poor gastrointestinal condition was the root cause of his illness at that time.

    There is no water or food in the refugee camp, only people. You can step on someone with a jump anywhere with your eyes closed. Fu Renyong ate a rat and stole a foreigner's pet dog. He bit the dog's neck open and drank.  He was full of blood just because his eyes were red with hunger.

    The beautiful mother often wasn¡¯t in the shed at first, but she started to bring some food back, and the father cried silently. Finally one day, the mother never came back, and the father cried every night;

    Then the younger brother was taken away by an uncle in front of his eyes. He was in a daze at the time. Then his father went over him like crazy and chased the tattooed uncle's back. However, several black figures holding daggers blocked his father's way. He watched helplessly.  As his father knelt down and cried in front of them, he howled: "Please, uncles, fathers, my dear father, please give mestand up.

    "Yeah!" Everyone happily responded to the squad leader's order. Fu Renyong was the first to squeeze in next to Tao Yineng and stood at attention with him as a benchmark. He held his head high and chest up as hard as he could, making himself half a head taller than the other person.  Zoom out a bit.

    Soon, a group of ragged young men from the Ming Dynasty lined up in a neat row on the roadside, staring at the sea of ??flags getting closer and closer, hoping to perform the best military salute.

    "Get ready! Standat attention!" He shouted in a long and trilling tone, just like he had done countless times in the school queue. Tao Yineng looked at the flag coming, turned his head to the front, and listened with his ears.  The sound of drums pounding on the ground got closer and closer, and when it arrived, he shouted: "Everyone is here! Salute!"

    Seven or eight children raised their heads and chests at the same time, stared at the sky, and saluted with their right hands over their ears.

    Their efforts were not in vain. Under the command of Tao Yineng, as soon as everyone saluted, they saw the majestic and powerful dragoons passing in front of them row by row, holding battle flags.

    ??Everyone held their breath and concentrated, raising their chests to the highest level amid the waves of the cavalry. The suffocation caused by holding their breath gave everyone a sacred feeling, as if they were a member of the heroic army in front of them.

    The passing troops looked with interest at the village children saluting them on the roadside, and all smiled in return.

    Fu Renyong had been holding his breath. He wanted to surpass the squad leader next to him. Then he heard a burst of laughter. The entire military column marching in front of him slowly stopped, and a four-wheeled open carriage stopped in front of him.  In front of him, sitting on top was a senior officer wearing a Western-style military uniform. His face was that of a middle-aged man, and he was still very energetic, but without a hat, he showed a full head of white hair.

    "Children, where are you from?" the officer asked them on the carriage.

    Fu Renyong wanted to answer that he was "from Longneck Mountain Village", but he cast a sideways glance at Tao Yineng next to him and did not dare to say anything: Only the captain could answer when asked by the chief.

    Sure enough, Tao Yineng's powerful voice rang in his ears: "Private! I am affiliated with Lin Wuhuawu, the affiliated team of Longneck Mountain Village! Report completed!"

    When he heard what the squad leader said, Fu Renyong¡¯s saluting hand softened. He was both dissatisfied and admired. Why couldn¡¯t he think of such a popular answer?

    There was a burst of laughter in the army queue, and the middle-aged man in the carriage also laughed. He pointed at Tao Yineng and the others and said to the surrounding officers and knights: "Look, this is our future."

    Then, the middle-aged man in the carriage waved his hand and said loudly: "Soldiers, the weather is hot, please disperse."

    "Serve Jesus! Long live the emperor! All are present, disband!" Tao Yineng performed a military salute again and shouted the command loudly.

    Seeing how powerful and handsome Tao Yineng was, the middle-aged man in the carriage stopped them with a smile: "That tall boy, are you willing to join the army and serve Jesus and the rise and fall of the nation?"

    "My honor! Thank you, sir! I am Tao Yineng!" Tao Yineng ran to the carriage and gasped with excitement.

    "Haha, Xiao Tao, what branch do you want to join?" the middle-aged man asked.

    "Cavalry! Horses marching on Beijing!" Tao Yineng clenched his fists and shouted.

    "Very good, you go to the Boy Scout School in Tianjing, and we will make you the best cavalry general! Take this!" The white-haired middle-aged man put on his brimmed feather bucket hat in the envious eyes of the children.  Picked it up from the seat and handed it to Tao Yineng.

    "I'll come back in about two weeks. When the time comes, I'll find you. This hat will be a token." The middle-aged man patted Tao Yineng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't forget your vow, I'm waiting for you to fulfill it!"

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    Unexpectedly, there would be such an adventure during an outdoor outing. The children gathered around Tao Yineng, jumping and screaming, and returned to the village. They spread the news that they met an officer and gave Tao Yineng a military hat.

    When the corps leader heard about this, he came to everyone with a smile and wanted to see the hat that Tao Yi could get. But when he saw the hat, the veteran was so frightened that he fell to the ground and pointed at the hat and trembled.  Said: "Pure gold sun and moon concentric cross emblem? With feathers? This this this is a marshal's hat!" (To be continued) (To be continued)
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