After the battle of Fengzhou.
Min Zimo refused the luxurious house arranged by Gu Jinzhi and chose to live in an inconspicuous courtyard in the outer city of Yujing.
There was nothing else in the yard except a stone table and a weapon rack.
During the day, he went to the camp outside Beijing to help train the new army.
At night, he would return to this small courtyard and practice shooting under the moon.
For the past three years, I have lived like an ascetic.
Half a year ago, his marksmanship finally reached perfection and he understood the essence of the gun.
Occasionally, he would practice against Gu Jinzhi. From the beginning of the third level to the peak of the third level, they could be considered evenly matched.
There was one time when the two of them were fighting, and he didn't stop and hit Gu Jinzhi's forehead hard.
Later, he was chased and challenged for three days by a woman who did not have much of a martial ethics, and the scene was extremely brutal.
......
Today, as he was about to leave Guantianjing, he did not attend the grand court meeting in the palace.
The courtyard was quiet. He sat cross-legged with his spear across his knees, waiting silently.
In my mind, the past three years flashed by like a kaleidoscope.
About the Great Dream Bodhisattva, about the defense of Fengzhou, about Gu Jinzhi, and about Jiang Xue.
Min Zimo pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a self-deprecating smile.
At this moment, the hustle and bustle of the market outside the courtyard came to an abrupt end.
The wind stopped.
The falling leaves froze in mid-air.
The whole world seemed to have been paused.
His body began to fade, became dim, and finally disappeared.
Above his head, a slightly smaller, glowing figure floated out uncontrollably and flew towards infinity.
......
When he regained consciousness, Min Zimo found himself in a hazy pure white.
The white mist rolled around, boundless and without top or bottom.
He stood quietly, waiting.
The white mist in front of him began to surge and wriggle, slowly condensing into a line of elegant and freehand words.
【After the test is completed, you can ask a question.】
Min Zimo closed his eyes for a moment, suppressing all his chaotic thoughts.
When he opened his eyes again, there was only clarity in them.
"Can I ever repay the favor I owe Miss Jiang?"
The words formed by the white mist dissipated with a sound.
Then it twisted and changed to form a new line of text.
[No favor, no need to repay]
Min Zimo: ???
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Yujing City, Ministry of Works Firearms Workshop.
Su Mo, with his messy hair and dark circles under his eyes, sat beside the pitch-black workbench.
He was concentrating on polishing the metal parts in his hand with a small file.
Crunch, crunch...
The slight friction sound was the only sound in the workshop.
The waste basket next to it was already half filled with identical waste.
On the workbench in front of him, a dark, hideous-looking metal object lay quietly.
Water-cooling sleeve, tripod, ammunition belt...
This is the "water-cooled heavy machine gun" that he spent two years to develop.
It’s a pity that the core bolt part is still an empty shell.
As time went by, Su Mo, who had already lived his life in a daze, suddenly looked up, and then a hint of bitterness appeared on his face with several black marks on it.
He subconsciously glanced at the workbench.
At this moment, the world froze.
......
In the rolling white fog, Su Mo stood there in a daze, without saying a word, and even ignored the words in front of him.
After a long time, he let out a long breath and began to think.
At first, a thought almost came out of my mouth:
Can I catch up with Jiang Xue?
But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
No, that's too tasteless.
She is still a married woman.
Su Mo is a playboy, but being playboy is not being vulgar. He would never do something like stealing someone else's girl.
Su Mo paced two steps in the white mist, his brows furrowed.
After a moment, he seemed to have figured something out, and an unfathomable expression appeared on his face.
He cleared his throat and, looking at the text, asked solemnly in a caring tone:
"Can Jiang Xue and Gu Jinzhi... grow old together?"
The fog twisted and quickly reunited.
【cannot】
Su Mo was stunned at first.
Then, his peach blossom eyes lit up instantly, surprisingly brightly.
He swung his fist and lowered his voice, but couldn't hide his excitement as he shouted:
“Yes!”
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Capital city, beside the Jade Belt River.
Zeng Yi sat with his legs crossed on a tattered stool. In front of him was a banner with four large characters written in a flamboyant style - "Zeng's Divine Fortune Telling".
Three years ago, when the white lotus blossomed, he became complete.
Not only him, the whole palace is complete...
Since then, there have been no eunuchs in the palace, only healthy palace servants.
Anyway, all the previous concubines were dismissed by Gu Jinzhi, leaving only the Mother of Heaven, who didn't have so many taboos.
Later, Gu Jinzhi simply arranged a public office for him, but he was not cut out for office work.
He fished for three days and dried the net for two days, and gave up in less than half a month.
Without his job, he returned to his playboy nature, spending his days in brothels listening to music and enjoying the world.
As a result, the "good days" did not last for a few days before they were caught red-handed by the special governance campaign "Sisters Stand Up" promoted by Li Wei.
The person was also taken to the newly established public security agency and received criticism and education for three months, plus six months of forced labor to sweep the streets.
After he came out, he became depressed and lost his spirit.
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