Since he decided to plot against Chen Haodong, Xue Xiang ignored the house arranged by Hong Ying, and had not cleaned it yet, so he decided to move the house the next morning.

Speaking of this, you may have to ask, moving is also a counterattack? The answer is: Yes!

Because Xue Xiang knew that with his actions, someone would be able to hear the string song and know the elegant meaning.

Sure enough, Xue Xiang had just moved, and I don’t know if someone was interested in exposing the news to the upper class or Chen Haodong was careless and let people listen. In short, the news reached the upper class. Even without waiting for the most protective Mr. An, Mr. Xue Xiang, to speak out, a big boss slapped the table first and said something. Seeing the soldiers going to the battlefield and fighting bloody, there were people behind him who were slutting the army, which was simply shaken the morale and corrupting morale. It was extremely hateful!

When the boss exaggerated, Chen Zili was in great trouble because Zhengnan is the top priority of the whole party and the whole country. Whoever dragged the back of this matter was unlucky. The boss leaned on Chen Zili to this matter, and Mr. Wu, who was operating Chen Zili to the top, didn't open his mouth at all. Therefore, Chen Zili didn't know what happened at all. The fat flew inexplicably, which was easily caught!

If Xue Xiang really had seven orifices, this guy guessed that the seat of A Army No. 1 was a hot chair, because not only was the ace among the main force of the Beijing Military Region, but it was one of the few troops that had kept numbers since the War of Resistance Against Japan, but also guarding the capital, which was extremely sensitive. Xue Anyuan, the old commander who brought out the army, stopped sitting, and this chair was sure to be hot. I don’t know how many people were staring at Chen Zili who had just taken the new position. As soon as Xue Xiang cooperated cleverly, he was immediately used as a prop by someone who was interested, cleaned up Chen Zili, and freed up the chair of A Army again.

And Chen Zili knew that he lost his position this time because of Chen Haodong's stubborn behavior, and how could Chen Haodong have good results?

Things really happened completely according to Xue's plan. Chen Zili was in trouble and Chen Haodong was in trouble.

If you say that Mr. Xue has been reading Guiguzi recently, she is getting worse and worse!

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"A plowing a half-piece of oxen. Receiving depends on the sky, and desolation depends on the sky; eating and eating with light meals for three meals, it is sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening; cloth clothes are warmer than silk cotton, and it can be worn in the long and short. There are a few thatched huts in the grass, so it can be safe when walking and waiting. After the rain, sailing on a small boat, fish on one side, and wine on the other side; when the children go back at night, there are words today, and in the past; when I sleep alone on the three o'clock in the sun, who is a god, I am a god."

The little guy's voice was tender and crisp. He held up the selection of poems specially compiled by Xue Xiang for her, and sat on a small bamboo stool and read it with relish. After reading it, he gently pushed Xue Xiang, who was lying on the rocking chair, and said with a crisp voice: "Long guy, you are a god now, the sun is too high, why can you still sleep?"

Xue Xiang was awakened by annoying fun. She rolled up the quilt on her body and gently praised the little guy's chestnut: "Who said I was asleep, I was squinting my eyes. I'm listening to you reading."

Xue Xiang was staring at this guy and was lying. He was snoring just now. He dared to say that he heard the little guy’s entrustment. Seeing that the little guy opened his mouth and was about to poke it out, Xue Xiang raised his hand and looked at his watch and said first: "It's almost half past. I haven't gone to school yet, and I won't get on the bus later. Don't blame me."

When the little guy heard this, he was about to tell the difference when he saw Xiaowan and Xiaoyi in the main hall carrying their bags and running out. He was still holding her little schoolbag in his hand. He snorted and got up and went to the schoolbag. Soon, the three of them waved to Xue Xiang and went out.

Xue Xiang adjusted his pillow and yawned. He wanted to sniff for a while, but he lost his sleepiness. He raised his hand and picked up the newspaper on the coffee table and flipped through it. The whole story of Nanzheng was boring and put it down again. It was not that Xue didn't care about the situation of the battle, but that Xue knew about the situation of the battle far more than the details in the report.

Speaking of which, it is early March, and the Spring Festival has passed for a month. The third primary school has already started school, and Xue Xiangye has already started to work and study. However, Xue Xiang’s time is set up by himself, and no one checks his post, so it is naturally extremely relaxed. Besides, he also likes this new home very much. If we consider emotional factors, just about geography and the construction pattern of the house, this new home is far better than the original Xue family mansion.

Similarly, this is also a single-entry yard, but in terms of the size, it is almost as big as the original Xue family mansion. The entrance, one on the left and one on the right, is not the two flower ponds like the old Xue family mansion, but it has become two small gardens. The garden on the left, in addition to famous flowers and grass, there are also chicken coops and vegetable beds, which are clearly for home use; the garden on the right is purely for viewing, with pines and cypresses green and bamboo forests forming formations. In addition, a pavilion is also built, which makes Xue Xiang, who has envied the pavilion of Songzhuzhai for a long time, was happy.

The straight road between the two gardens leads directly to the central hall. When you enter the main hall, you will see the ancient style. There are Taishi chairs, Eight Immortals tables, horizontal couplets, calligraphy and paintings, and various porcelain bottles. It is really ancient. Walking along the main hall to the inside, there are six bedrooms, opposite each other. Although the layout is a bit monotonous, the family lie next to each other, it is a bit warm and close.

Keep moving forward and reaching the innermost part of the main hall, open the air window and you can see a pond, clear and unwavering water surface. If the sunset shines late, the scales of fish will definitely leaps into gold, and if the moon is like a wheel, you can also enjoy the quiet shadows and sinking into the wall.

In short, Xue Xiang, who was greedy for mountains and rivers, was extremely satisfied with this new home. Since the day he moved in, he has changed his habit of taking a lunch break in the office of Beijing University. He would rather take a long way to get back for lunch and rest. Of course, the most beautiful thing in the world is that it is located in the best location of the mansion. It means that it has a mountain and water, and its natural scenery is superior. The only flaw is that it is far away from the school where the third primary school is located, and it cannot be reached by foot. Fortunately, the transportation is convenient here, and there is a platform a hundred meters away, which can be considered a little made up for it.

At this moment, Xue Xiang's recliner was placed next to the cypress tree in the garden on the right. After lying for a while, he felt bored, so he got up and was about to walk back to school. But as soon as he moved, the phone in the room rang. Xue Xiang answered, and the caller was Xu Zigan.

"Haha, you kid are really lazy at home again!" Xu Zi was full of energy and had a loud voice. He obviously was in a good mood. It seemed that he was doing well in southern Xinjiang.

"You are so good at pretending to be a clever one. You must have called my office and found this place when you saw no one answered me." Xu Zigan called and Xue Xiang was overjoyed.

As for the 21st day of the first lunar month, that is, the 17th day of the second lunar month, Xue Xiang talked with Xu Zigan almost every day, because the 21st day of the first lunar month was the day when the Battle of the Southern Conquest began. Xue Xiang could not contact Xue Anyuan, so he could only get news of the battle situation from Xu Zigan. The reason why Xue Xiang was overjoyed by this call was because Xu Zigan had not called for eight days. According to the progress of the Battle of the Southern Conquest in his previous life, Xue Xiang guessed that it was probably time for the decisive battle, so he was particularly happy with this call.

Xu Zigan laughed a few times, and Xue Xiang couldn't wait to ask about the situation of the battle. Of course, he naturally knew that it was a victory, because although the previous newspapers did not have much practical information, whoever wins and whoever loses, and where the troops advance, they still gave Zhuner a letter.

This time, Xu Zigan's voice suddenly rose: "Vict! Great victory! Really a great victory! I won't go into details. The previous battles are reported. You kid's heart-wrenching battle may be the battle for more than ten days. I won't go into details on the big side. I will not go into details about the big side. I will give you a happy news later. Comrade Anyuan was on the east and west fronts, and among hundreds of thousands of troops, he made a great lottery. In the Eastern Front Battle, he commanded the Nan Group to encircle and annihilate the 346th Division of the Southern Army in the Gaoping Battle, and captured the 346th Division headquarters alive. None of the commanders and commanders below the division commander escaped. After seven days of fighting, he conquered the entire province of Gaoping! A remarkable achievement, as well as the H-jun under Comrade Anyuan's command, the special combat brigade behind enemy lines, the mountain station and street battle were so beautiful that the whole army regarded it as its division..."

Xu Zigan spoke happily and said for more than ten minutes in one breath. Xue Xiang did not interrupt because he was already impressed. He never expected that his time travel would bring such a big change to this battle. He thought to himself that Xue Anyuan was unknown in his previous life and was destined to be famous all over the world in this life!

After finishing the call with Xu Zigan, Xue Xiangxin's tide was undulating and it was difficult to calm down for a long time, so she was not in a hurry to return to school. She walked out and walked ten meters straight and jumped into the river. The river was not very wide, more than five meters, and the trend was winding. It was a tributary of Beihaizi. The water flowed from the springs on Yutang Mountain. The spring water was clear and cold, and there were very few river grass, carp and shrimps. The breeze was swaying, and under the bright golden sun, it immediately sparkled.

Xue Xiang looked far away from the river, but saw a lush barrier in the northwest, which was the famous Yutang Mountain in Sijiu City. This mountain is not high, only dozens of meters, but it is extremely long. Xue Xiang's sight traveled eastward from the northwest direction until he passed by his house and went dozens of meters, and the mountain suddenly stopped.

There was a small bridge in front of the door, and the green mountains behind the house were lush and the breeze was pleasant and the sun shining in the sky. Xue Xiang took a few deep breaths and felt much more happy. He was about to go back to the house to pick up the car to the school, but he saw a bicycle swaying from not far from the west, and was very anxious. When the figure reached not far away, Xue Xiang recognized the person and it turned out to be Li Li.

He whistled, and Li Li immediately turned the front of the car when he heard the sound. Before he could approach, he shouted: "Secretary, it's not good, Liu Gao wants to take the fat from our mouths!"

Li Li was vague, but Xue Xiang understood that fat meat. Now the entire Youth League Committee Propaganda Department and even the entire Youth League Committee can be called fat meat, which is the publishing house under the Propaganda Department. First, the Youth League Committee has no external profit units except that the publishing house can collect money from the inside; second, this publishing house, which was originally called able to collect money from the inside but is actually constantly losing money, has recently been tormented by Xue Xiang and turned into a golden rooster that can lay golden eggs, and naturally became a fat meat in the eyes of some people...!~!

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