The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 724 The Shame of the Korean Version of Jingkang

The bones of Shunzhi, Bumbutai, and Dorgon were randomly piled together, poured with gasoline, and lit a fire.

With a bang, the flame burned rapidly under the combustion aid of gasoline!
The white bones were instantly roasted and changed color!
The sound of crackling and bone cracking continued!

However, the bone is very resistant to burning. When the flame is about to go out, the bone has not been burned.

Huang Xuan personally ordered to pour gasoline again and light the fire.

After going back and forth several times, it burned for almost half an hour before the bones became small pieces.

After the flames were extinguished, someone stepped forward with a shovel and slapped the very brittle bones that had been roasted by the high temperature.

With a loud bang, under everyone's gaze, the bones were smashed into pieces!

Immediately afterwards, another person stepped forward, talked about the hammer head, and smashed at the broken pieces.

boom!Boom!

Amidst bursts of muffled sounds, the broken bones quickly turned into ashes.

Huang Xuan came forward, untied his belt, and began to pour water on the pile of ashes.

Accompanied by the sound of rushing water, Huang Xuan raised his head and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Father, mother, the child has avenged you!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"..."

……

Just when Huang Xuan was venting his grievances against the pile of ashes.

The main force of the Qing army also quickly killed the city of Pyongyang!

And prepare to launch an attack on Pyongyang City!
The mighty soldiers and horses of the Qing army camped outside the city of Pyongyang, and teams of fine cavalry of the Qing army galloped around the city of Pyongyang, blocking the inside and outside of Pyongyang.

To isolate Pyongyang's internal and external traffic!
"kill!"

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the dark army of the Qing army pressed towards the city of Pyongyang.

The mighty military power is coming!

When facing the Ming army, although the current Qing army is nothing.

But in front of the Koreans, I, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, are still the majestic heavenly soldiers of the upper kingdom.

"Broken the city!"

"Broken the city!"

"Broken the city!"

"..."

Amidst bursts of shouts, the formation of the Qing army showed extremely obvious polarization.

The array at the rear is well-organized, and the armor is distinct. At first glance, it looks like an elite division that has been battle-hardened.

But the array ahead was in chaos, it looked like there were more farmers than troops.

North Koreans in ragged clothes were driven in front of the battle. Shield vehicles, ladders for siege, and rush vehicles lined up outside Pyongyang.

The fine cavalry of the Qing army dominated the formation, using sabers and spears, forcing the North Koreans to attack Pyongyang City.

In order to boost the morale of these captive Koreans, several Eight Banners soldiers of the Qing army who knew Korean shouted loudly in front of the battle.

"But if there is no order to retreat without permission, it will be cut immediately!"

"But there are those who do not move forward, beheaded immediately!"

"But those who make noise in front of the battle and disturb the morale of the army will be killed immediately!"

"..."

Of course, what the Qing army gave these North Koreans was not only threats, but also encouragement.

"After breaking the city, I promise you three days to plunder!"

"Also, kill three enemies and be incorporated into the main barracks, kill ten enemies and raise the flag!"

"If you kill 50 enemies, you will become a red armor; if you kill a hundred enemies, you will become a white armor!"

The Qing army used the old methods they used when they conquered the Central Plains, and used the massacre, looting and raising the flag as bait, and hung them in front of these Koreans.

Rui Fu sat on horseback, looking at the city of Pyongyang in front of him.

There was murderous intent in his eyes!
As the chief general of the Qing army who attacked Pyongyang this time, the murderous intent in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

"attack!"

Finally, following Ruifu's order, the drums and horns of the Qing army sounded in unison, and the Chinese army ordered the flag to change.

Launched an attack on the city of Pyongyang.

"kill!"

Amidst the deafening shouts of killing, the Qing army's attack on Pyongyang began.

Ragged North Koreans carried hoes and shovels, pushed shield carts, rushed carts, and ladders, and rushed towards Pyongyang City.

Amidst the deafening shouts of killing, the black crowd formed a wave, almost engulfing the entire city of Pyongyang.

……

Jin Yuanzhe stood at the top of Pyongyang City, wearing armor.

Under the protection of a group of soldiers, he cautiously looked out of the city.

Boom!Boom!
There was a deafening roar, and several shells hit the city wall of Pyongyang one after another.

The smashed bricks and stones of the Pyongyang city wall splashed, and countless pieces of bricks and stones fell rustlingly.

Under the shelling of the Qing army, Jin Yuanzhe shrank his head subconsciously.

The artillery strength of the Qing army is not bad, at least in this era, the artillery strength of the Qing court is above the average level.

It's just that when facing the Ming army, the Qing army's artillery power had no room to play.

But if facing the North Korean army with almost no artillery, the artillery of the Qing army still has a lot of room to play.

Accompanied by bursts of roar, the city of Pyongyang was in chaos.

The Qing army had just launched an offensive, and the casualties caused to the North Koreans were not many at all. But looking at the dark Qing army attacking troops outside the city, and listening to the deafening roar of artillery.

The morale of the North Korean army was plummeting!

The fine cavalry of the Qing army walked around the city outside Pyongyang, bending their bows and setting arrows from time to time, shooting arrows one after another.

collapse!Bumble!

The sound of the bowstring trembling was endless, and the arrows flew towards the city of Pyongyang as if they didn't need money.

Under the blessing of the speed of the galloping horses, the arrows shot by the Qing army with hard bows were greatly blessed.

Pfft!Pfft!
From time to time, the sound of a sharp knife piercing through the flesh sounded, and the paper armor on the North Korean soldiers had almost no resistance against the heavy arrows used by the Qing army.

Some North Korean soldiers were even directly pierced by arrows and nailed to the ground.

Let out one after another extremely shrill howls and screams!

Some arrows fell through the air, and when they hit the bricks and stones at the top of the city, they could spark sparks.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

The shouts of killing were deafening, and the attacking troops of the Qing army were getting closer and closer to Pyongyang City.

With a clang, Jin Yuanzhe pulled out the saber from his waist and shouted hysterically.

"fight back!"

"fight back!"

"Archers strike back!"

"Defend Pyongyang, there will be rewards!"

"..."

While shouting loudly, Jin Yuanzhe sent the guards around him to supervise the battle, trying to save the battle.

Jin Yuanzhe saw a North Korean soldier who wanted to be a deserter at a glance, and strode over with a knife.

As soon as the North Korean soldier turned his head, he was about to run away when he saw the aggressive Jin Yuanzhe.

Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by an oncoming knife.

With a pop, a steel knife slashed the North Korean soldier's face mercilessly.

Flesh rolled, blood spurted, and the moment the screams and wailings sounded, they stopped abruptly.

Because the steel knife has been deeply embedded in the skull, this North Korean soldier who wanted to be a deserter died long ago and couldn't die anymore.

Jin Yuanzhe chopped off the head with a ferocious expression, raised one hand high, and roared loudly.

"This is the fate of being a deserter!"

"I want to see, who dares to escape?!"

"..."

When the Korean soldiers around saw this scene, they all looked shocked, and then turned their heads to get busy with their own affairs.

As the North Koreans at the top of the city fought back, the Qing army's attacking troops under the city also suffered casualties.

Waves of arrows were thrown from the top of the city, and fell densely on the Qing army who was pushing the shield cart and ladder to attack.

Although most of the bows and arrows used by the Koreans are soft bows and light arrows, their lethality is limited.

But in the case of projectiles, it still has a certain lethality!
At the very least, it still has a certain degree of lethality to those North Korean farmers who are pushing shield carts and have no armor protection.

Arrows rained down like rain!

Pfft!Pfft!
Under the rain of arrows, people kept falling to the ground with arrows, and let out extremely shrill wailing.

Then he was trampled into flesh by his own robe Ze!

However, it is obvious that such a degree of casualties cannot slow down the Qing army's offensive.

The fine cavalry of the Qing army were still galloping around the city of Pyongyang, constantly throwing arrows, providing a certain amount of cover for their own siege troops.

boom!
There was a roar, and a Qing army elite cavalry looked up, and saw a huge artillery stone flying into the sky.

An arc was drawn in the sky, shooting from inside Pyongyang city to outside the city, the target was the Qing army siege troops who were attacking Pyongyang city.

The huge cannonball landed and rolled and rotated in the open space outside Pyongyang.

Then, he rolled and crashed into the Qing army formation!

At the moment of contact, a Qing army shield chariot turned into a pile of broken wood.

The soldiers of the Qing army who were pushing the shield chariot forward were also smashed to pieces, and the huge cannon stone was shattered into pieces.

Knocked down a Qing army all around, causing huge damage.

Blood spurts, screams, and howls rang out continuously.

Seeing this scene, the Koreans on the top of the city let out a loud cheer.

The phalanx of the Qing army that was hit by the artillery stone was shaken for a while, and some people wanted to turn around and run away.

However, just as the man turned around, he was shot through the throat by an arrow.

He fell down on the spot!
Blood gushed out from the wound like money was not needed.

"Those who quit without permission die!"

A fine cavalry of the Qing army who supervised the battle passed by the army formation, his voice full of murderous intent.

Seeing this scene, those North Koreans who also wanted to escape stopped in their tracks.

The supervising team of the Qing army doesn't care who you are when it comes to killing people!
If you retreat, you will die, but if you move forward, there is still a chance of life. It is already very clear what choice these North Koreans will make.

Under the supervision of the supervisory team, they dare not retreat at all!

At the same time, Ruifu couldn't help frowning as he looked at the battlefield ahead.

"Can you knock down the trebuchet in Pyongyang?"

Raffles asked.

If the Qing army could not knock down the catapults in Pyongyang, those catapults would definitely hinder the Qing army's attack.

The artillery commander of the Qing army heard the words, estimated the distance, shook his head and said.

"General, I'm afraid it won't work!"

"The North Korean trebuchets are placed behind the anti-curved surface of the city wall, and our artillery can't reach them."

Facing the trebuchets arranged on the anti-curved surface of the city wall, not to mention the artillery of the Qing army, even the artillery of the Ming army has no good way.

The only feasible way is to project firepower from the side facing the anti-curved surface of the city wall.

This point has considerable requirements for the range and accuracy of the artillery.

The rifled guns of the Ming army may be able to do it, but the smoothbore guns of the Qing army must be quite embarrassing.

Ruifu let out a mouthful of turbid air, but the expression on his face did not appear lonely, and he continued to give orders.

"Continue to attack!"

The trebuchet that can knock out the North Koreans is the best, and it doesn't matter if it can't.

Ruifu is very open-minded!

Anyway, it is the North Koreans who rush to the front to die now, not their bannermen.

……

With a loud bang, the ladder car was put on the city wall.

The Qing army launched a fierce attack one after another, trying to climb the city by ladder car.

Jin Yuanzhe's arrangement of rolling wood and rocks at the top of the city, gold juice shaking the sky and thunder finally exerted their due effect.

Rolling logs and stones fell like rain, and hot golden juice was poured down.

After the Thunderbolt was ignited, it was thrown into the crowd.

Quite a few soldiers of the Qing army were smashed to the ground by rolling logs and rocks, and the golden juice was poured on their bodies, causing blisters every now and then.

The cry is terrible!

The stench from the top and bottom of the city wall is pungent!

But what was even more terrifying was the ensuing wound infection.

Bacterial infection is actually more deadly for wounds scalded by gold juice.

Even if the person did not die on the spot, the wound would be infected and tortured to death in the next period of time.

It's better to die on the spot, so at least you can have a good time.

At the same time, the thunder that was thrown into the crowd also exploded!
The Zhentianlei used by the North Koreans were made by themselves, and the clay pots were filled with gunpowder, broken stones and iron nails.

Moreover, in order to prevent the jar from breaking, the outside of the jar is wrapped in silk and cotton linen.

Although the power and purity of the gunpowder made by the Koreans is not good, but he has a lot of powder.

Amidst the rumbling explosions, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the power of the North Koreans' thunder is still impressive!
Flames and fragments swept around, easily taking away lives.

Countless soldiers of the Qing army turned into a large mass of stumps and broken arms in the blink of an eye.

Blood was spilled like wanton money!

However, while the Koreans fought back, the bows and arrows of the Qing army continued to project firepower.

If the North Koreans want to throw rolling logs and stones, splash gold juice, and throw thunder that shakes the sky, they must rise from the city wall.

But as long as they show their heads, they will expose their vision and be hit by the arrows of the Qing army.

All of a sudden, there were casualties both above and below the city!
But it is extremely ironic that the casualties on both sides were all North Koreans.

However, the Eight Banners soldiers of the Qing army supervised the whole battle and did not enter the battlefield at all.

Although there were casualties, they were basically strained muscles when bowing and shooting arrows, falling off a horse and breaking a leg... Casualties like this.

It can be said that almost none of them actually died on the battlefield!

The fighting lasted for a whole day, and the city of Pyongyang was almost filled with countless corpses.

The blood gathered into a stream!

The moat was almost stained red with blood!

It was almost completely dark before the Qing army retreated.

After the Qing army retreated, each and every one of the North Korean soldiers sat paralyzed on the top of the wall, their faces full of the aftermath of the catastrophe, as well as full of fear and horror...

"..."

Even Jin Yuanzhe slumped on the chair, his face full of fatigue that could not be concealed.

Looking at the wailing wounded soldiers all around, as well as the stumped limbs and broken arms all over the city wall, and the blood flowing freely everywhere.

Jin Yuanzhe couldn't hold back his emotions.

He couldn't help asking Qin Weidao beside him.

"Is there any news from Seoul? Did Wang You say when he will send troops to reinforce Pyongyang?"

It's only been a day of fighting, and now Jin Yuanzhe feels a little overwhelmed.

His heart is full of fear, and now the only ones attacking Pyongyang are the Korean puppet troops who surrendered to the Qing captives.

It is already so difficult for them to support!
If the real Jiannu launched an attack on Pyongyang, wouldn't Pyongyang have to change hands in an instant?
If Seoul cannot send reinforcements quickly, Jin Yuanzhe really has no determination to defend Pyongyang.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Jin Yuanzhe's inquiry, his personal soldier slowly shook his head and said.

"Reporting to General, there is no news from Seoul yet!"

"However, it is said that the king has already retreated to Incheon, and is even preparing to go to Shangguo for refuge."

Jin Yuanzhe:? ? ?

Jin Yuanzhe turned his head, his face full of confusion.

That expression seemed to say, the ministers were still about to fight to the death, why did the king surrender first? !

What's the matter, he was still fighting the Qing army's offensive in Pyongyang, but Li Wei was about to run away.

If you don't feel disappointed, it's a lie!
However, the chill was only momentary, followed by an unspeakable fear.

Li Wei is about to run away, does that mean that they have no reinforcements?
What the hell, isn't it the end of the calf? !
Without reinforcements, the city of Pyongyang will never be defended!
Jin Yuanzhe widened his eyes and forced himself to regain his composure, not to lose his composure.

Then he spoke.

"Send an order to block this news!"

"We must not let the brothers feel panic and fear of war!"

After pondering for a while, Jin Yuanzhe still spoke.

"Open the treasury and prepare to recruit all the young and strong men in the city to prepare for the battle!"

After the civil and military officials around him agreed, Jin Yuanzhe continued.

"What's more, send someone out of the city to talk to the Qing army, we can redeem the city fee, and ask the Qing soldiers to spare Pyongyang!"

Jin Yuanzhe is thinking about it now, and he can't beat it anyway, so he lays flat and calculates the ball.

Send someone out of the city to talk to the Qing army and see if you can buy your life with money!
Hearing Jin Yuanzhe's words, the surrounding North Korean officials all showed emotion.

They exchanged glances one by one, as if they remembered something.

……

That night, Redford was looking at the battle damage report in his big tent.

The report records in detail the battle damage of the Qing army today, including the number of casualties.

In addition, there is also the situation of the Qing army's raid on the Wubao around Pyongyang City!
The purpose of the Qing government's visit to North Korea this time was to make a fortune, and they didn't plan to stay for a long time, so they naturally didn't have such scruples in doing things.

It doesn't mean that they only plundered ordinary North Korean people, but they let go of those North Korean families!

The current Qing army basically belongs to the kind, whoever has money will be robbed!

And in the whole of North Korea, can you find someone richer than those powerful families?
of course not!

Therefore, while the main force of the Qing army was attacking Pyongyang today, partial divisions had already attacked everywhere to sweep up the Wubao around Pyongyang.

Great harvest!

Although those docks were well-defended, no matter how well-defended they were, they were vulnerable to a real army.

The Qing army fired several rounds of artillery, and the guards of Wubao became timid.

Then, the Qing army's heavy steps rushed forward again, and the problem was solved.

However, in the process of attacking Wubao, the Qing army was very keen to discover that the military equipment of the Wubao guards was better than that of the Pyongyang city defenders.

I have to say, this is a rather ironic thing!

Just as Rui Fu was looking at the report, a personal soldier Ghoshha came in outside.

"Master, send someone from Pyongyang City to ask for an interview!"

Rui Fu raised his eyelids, and after thinking for a while, he spoke.

"Go and invite people in!"

Geshha obeyed, turned and left after beating Qian'er.

Ruifu took a sip from his teacup and continued to read the report.

Not long after, a North Korean dressed as a businessman was brought in.

When the North Korean saw Ruifu sitting behind the desk with a dignified face, he felt a sense of oppression.

With a plop, he knelt down on the ground, kowtowing to Ruifu in a half-baked Manchu language.

"Pak Bok-jae, the envoy of North Korea, greets the general of Shangguo!"

Ruifu couldn't help frowning when he heard the half-baked Manchu envoy with a Bangzi accent.

"Use Chinese!"

Ruifu also received Chinese education since he was a child. He can speak Manchu, but not much.

In other words, this is not just a problem with Ruifu.

Because the Manchu language is really despised by the Manchurians themselves, except for those real old Manchurians, when young people usually communicate, they use Chinese most of the time.

Coupled with the North Korean accent problem, Ruifu basically couldn't understand what the North Korean envoy was saying.

When the North Korean envoy heard the words, his face showed panic, but he repeated what he had just said in Chinese.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the North Korean envoy finished speaking, Ruifu sneered and said.

"Hehe, have you seen General Shangguo?"

"Isn't the suzerain of North Korea Ming? When did my Qing become your suzerain of North Korea?"

When the North Korean envoy heard the words, beads of sweat rolled out of his forehead, and he stuttered.

"Misunderstanding... it's all a misunderstanding!"

"I have been in North Korea, and my loyalty to the Qing Dynasty can be learned from the sun and the moon! There is absolutely no falsehood."

"My majesty is just hypocrisy towards the Ming country!"

"I, from North Korea to the top, are all devoted to the Qing Dynasty!"

Ruifu sneered, but he didn't take the North Korean envoy's words seriously.

Just said in a cold voice.

"Let's be honest, why do you come to see this general?"

The North Korean envoy took a deep breath before revealing his purpose for coming here.

"I was entrusted by General Kim Yuan-chul, the Pyongyang guard, to negotiate peace with General Shangguo."

"The city of Pyongyang is willing to pool a sum of money to redeem the city, and also ask the general of the country to lead the army to bypass Pyongyang, so as to give the people of Pyongyang a way out!"

When Ruifu heard this, his obvious eyes lit up.

However, although he was moved, he still pretended to be indifferent, and at the same time, he snorted coldly and said.

"How are you?"

"City redemption fee? In order to attack Pyongyang today, the Qing Dynasty killed so many Paozhes. Can a little redemption fee make up for it?"

Redford did not refuse, but the meaning in the words was very clear.

Gotta pay more!
The corner of the North Korean envoy's mouth twitched. What the hell, the attack and the deaths inside and outside the city of Pyongyang were all North Koreans. It's none of your Manchurian shit's business?

When did you Manchurians treat Koreans as robes?

Although his heart was full of complaints, the North Korean envoy still spoke.

"The price is negotiable. I believe that the price offered by Pyongyang will not disappoint General Shangguo!"

While speaking, he took out a blank piece of paper from his pocket.

The white paper densely records the redemption fee that Pyongyang can make up.

From gold and silver, to food, to jewelry, to cultural relics and antiques.

Added up, the amount reached an astonishing 200 million silver dollars!
To be able to scrape together such a large sum of money, Jin Yuanzhe basically emptied the city of Pyongyang.

After reading it, Ruifu sneered and said.

"Not enough, these are not enough!"

The expression on the messenger's face was visibly stiff, but he still spoke.

"This……"

Redford continued with a sneer.

"Hehe, it seems that you are not very sincere about the peace talks!"

"Forget it, don't talk about it, just keep fighting!"

"When my Qing soldiers break through the city, everything in Pyongyang will belong to my Qing!"

The envoy was taken aback when he heard the words, kowtowed hastily and said.

"You can still add it, you can still add it!"

"Please be tolerant, General Shangguo. Regarding the redemption fee, Pyongyang City can continue to increase!"

Ruifu put down the teacup in his hand, and said in a slightly relaxed tone.

"Heh, that's about the same!"

Ruifu looked at the messenger and said.

"Go back and tell those people in Pyongyang that it's not impossible for this general to let Pyongyang go!"

"But the redemption fee has to be doubled again!"

"Otherwise, this general will have no choice but to order the army to fetch it by itself!"

Don't look at me when I signed the treaty with the land indemnity in the Qing Dynasty, but it was my Qing Dynasty in the late Qing Dynasty.

This is the time for my Qing Dynasty. When I was blackmailing and negotiating peace, I still had the style of Wanyan's family back then.

There is no difference between Pyongyang now and Kaifeng when Jingkang was ashamed!
……

The envoy left the camp of the Qing army and returned to Pyongyang.

A piece of good news and a piece of bad news for Pyongyang!

The good news is that the Qing army agreed to peace talks!

The bad news is that the Qing army charged a high price for the redemption fee.

After Jin Yuanzhe heard Ruifu's request, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

It's not that his ability to bear is too poor, but that the Qing army's asking price is really too high!
The goods, worth almost 200 million silver dollars, were about to drain the city of Pyongyang.

But the Qing army's request was to double the 200 million silver dollars!
This price is really unacceptable!

too dark!
Seeing the embarrassed expression on Jin Yuanzhe's face, the messenger said cautiously.

"General, the general of Shangguo outside the city said that if there is not enough property in Pyongyang, people and ordnance can be used to offset the deduction."

"As long as it's young men and women and the available weapons, they are all very valuable!"

When Jin Yuanzhe heard this, the expression on his face froze.

Why is this thing so familiar? He seems to have heard of it somewhere...

Soon, Jin Yuanzhe realized it.

Is this a copy of Jingkang shame?
Then he is Song Qin...

Hey, hey, he's just a courtier, so he can't think about all these things.

If you think too much, you will die easily!

In the end, facing the overwhelming pressure brought by the Qing army outside the city, Jin Yuanzhe finally compromised.

He nodded and agreed to Ruifu's request!

Then, they began to arrange manpower and prepare to continue raising the money needed to redeem the city.

And prepare to use population and ordnance to offset the shortfall!

……

On the other side, in the city of Nanjing!

By the Xuanwu Lake!

The sky was dark, and the fine raindrops formed a rain curtain.

Countless rains seem to wash away all the filth on the earth.

The air is filled with the freshness of rain, and the smell of grass and earth.

Today's Xuanwu Lake is tightly sealed by the Imperial Guards of the Ming Dynasty, with one post at five steps and one sentry post at ten steps.

A number of soldiers of the Ming army wearing coir raincoats stood in the rain, no matter how heavy the rain was pouring, no one made the slightest movement.

At this time, on Xuanwu Lake, a lone boat was rising and falling with the waves.

The boat is not big, just the size of an ordinary painting boat.

The spring breeze was carrying drizzle, and it kept hitting the roof, hull, and deck of the ship...

Inside the cabin, the fragrance of tea overflows!

A hot water pot was sitting on the small red clay stove, steam was bubbling from the mouth of the pot.

And on a low table at the side, in a high-quality purple sand pot, the best Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao is brewed.

There is no doubt that it is the tea leaves on those mother plants.

The tea soup is clear, and the tea fragrance is long-lasting, just a light sniff, it is unforgettable.

Zhu Hongyu was wearing a light and breathable uniform, embroidered with Shu brocade and Suzhou, with gold thread strokes and beautiful landscape patterns on it.

The black hair was casually pulled into a bun.

A few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead made him look very dusty.

The current Zhu Hongyu looks very peaceful, and the sense of oppression on his body is far less than the power and influence he brought to people when he was in the court.

In the cabin, Zhu Hongyu was not alone.

Apart from a maid making tea, Li Dingguo was also sitting in front of Zhu Hongyu.

The two drink tea and play chess together, and behind the screen not far away, there are still people playing the piano.

The melodious piano sound is very pleasant!
There are graceful dancers in the cabin, dancing, showing their figures to their heart's content.

……

ps: There are only so many today!
I don’t know how much more will be added tomorrow, let’s code as much as possible!
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