In the Republic of China, if you were born well, you would be the wife of a warlord; if you were born poorly, you would be Luotuo Xiangzi.
If you have money, you will be in the charming Shanghai Beach. If you have no money, you will be in the railway station where corpses are everywhere.
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Jiang Yanchun didn't come from a good background, but he grew up well. If he were to say that the greatest blessing in his life was to meet Mr. Song, who liked to listen to music.
Song Qiheng was a suave young warlord. Although he could fight with a gun and hold a pen, he was extremely arrogant until he met Jiang Yanchun, who was babbling and singing Jiangnan tunes.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, and Cixi fled westward with Guangxu wrapped in a box. The year was 1900, and the city of Beijing was in chaos. Those with a little ability fled to the concession with their families, while those with great ambitions tried to rise up and defend their country. Even though Song Jiang, who had hundreds of thousands of soldiers, could not help but panic, he sent his wife, children, old and young to the south of the Yangtze River overnight. It was there that the 16-year-old Young Master Song met Jiang Yanchun, who was only 14 at the time. (The contents are all fictitious. I am patriotic and patriotic! I borrowed the general background and cannot write a particularly large patriotic article. If the format is too small, please don't scold me.)
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It may be short in length, so please don't read if you mind.
Purpose: Protect the country in the big way, protect the family in the small way