The judge agreed to strike a wooden hammer on the table and declared, "It’s settled! “
Then the judge reached another judgment, but it was simpler than the first one.
Manrielov was a little silly and couldn’t turn his mind. He muttered, "The boat is our lifeblood. What should I do?"
Seeing a little schadenfreude next to him, Zhang Yiping Manrielov’s eyes suddenly flashed a light. He walked up to Zhang Yiping and said devoutly, "Sir, my friends and relatives in China said that the law was protected by you, which means that the law should be obeyed by you, right?"
Zhang Yiping shrugged. "Yes, the law is made by us and protected by us."
"So the judge must also listen to you?"
"Maybe!" Zhang Yiping said.
"See we are relatives, please help me? “
"We are not relatives and you have no daughter to marry me! "Zhang Yiping shrugged.
"My in-laws daughter, my daughter-in-law and sister have just recruited your China soldier to be a son-in-law, haven’t they? This counts us as relatives! " Mancolumn rove said.
"Then talk to the judge and see if he ignores you," said Zhang Yiping.
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Sure enough, Malelov boldly went to the court and told the old judge that he was a relative of the * * team. The judge hesitated to look at Zhang Yiping and his guards, and the rifle behind them was dark and dark.
"What kind of relative are you?" Sergei sneered, "You don’t have a daughter, but you have a daughter-in-law unless you transfer your daughter-in-law to China gentlemen! Otherwise, there is nothing with you. "
Sergei, wearing a raccoon coat and leaning on a brown cane with a simple silver head engraved with his surname and name, went to the court steps and held a gold-rimmed glasses at the tip of his nose and waved to Zhang Yiping. His wave made the little old man Manlev nervous.
Sergei habitually rolled his lips to both sides of Zhang Yiping. "Look at the old man Manrielov, the old man who borrowed money and didn’t pay it back. He also tried to ruin your name by saying that he is your relative and he has no daughter. How can he be your relative?"
Zhang Yiping shrugged. "Not necessarily!"
"This can’t be vague!" Sergei shook his head and eyes and stared at Zhang Yiping suspiciously from the messy eyebrows. "It is a matter of course that the dynasty borrowed money and paid it back."
"I lend you a ruble ticket, of course, I will pay you back the ruble ticket and interest. I am not not not paying it back!" Manrielov said
"Two officers to give up some tea!" Sergei ignored Manlielov’s invitation to Zhang Yiping and said
"Well, look at the tea! "Zhang Yiping said," Lead the way ahead! "
"You drank my in-laws wine, sir. You can’t help him or help me!" Mann column rove behind call way
Sergei’s house is full of a pawn shop with a beautiful layout behind it. There is a garden and a fountain. This place is already extraordinary.
Sergei came back to see Manlielov following the corner at a distance, spat at the railing outside the carved balcony, and walked into the room from the balcony. An old woman with relaxed facial muscles met Sergei habitually and listlessly and glanced at his face coldly and asked.
"Do the guests want tea and snacks?"
"Of course, ask Eliza to come out and greet the guests. You old pious woman! "Sergei disgust waved a hand to let the old woman back.
Eliza is an unattractive girl of seventeen years old, which gives people an amazing feeling. To have such a beautiful woman in this town, Zhang Yiping feels almost breathless.
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"Eliza!" Sergey affectionately called to his daughter in French, "Come and meet this handsome and majestic China chief. Is his height and majestic posture much stronger than that of the Russians?"
"Dad!" Eliza said that her voice is very soft, her figure is tall and slightly thin, and her figure is excellent. Beauty can be described as beauty, but the word "lovable" can be used to describe her. Her skin is a kind of reflective firefly white, and from her golden hair behind her ears, you can see that her smart and beautiful head is dark blue, her eyes are not big, but she is god and flexible, and her nose lines are straight and clear. The mouth is big but the color is fresh and beautiful;
This vibrant young woman’s moving facial expression makes her such an excellent kind of woman. When men come to her, their mood will surge.
The cherry red fine wool dress clings to her body and clearly outlines her perfect slim figure. The line dress reveals her shoulders-soft and perfect, and it shines. Even Zhang Yiping, who is so arrogant and militant, is exhausted by all kinds of external things, always wants to lean her head on her shoulders for a while.
Zhang Yiping said to Wang Weigang, "I’ll take this woman!"
"How can you communicate with her if you can’t speak Russian? Do I have to stay at the bottom of your bed to translate for you when you sleep? "
"I won’t if you want to!" Zhang Yiping said, "I don’t want someone’s memoirs to criticize me for making ill-gotten gains. Didn’t you hear them say it was French? I still know French after staying in France for more than a year. "
Wang Weigang nodded and said, "Russian aristocrats mostly speak * * language. Isn’t this family an aristocrat?"
"Whether he is a nobleman or not, I’m not going to marry her!" Zhang Yiping said.
"But this woman has a big mouth?" Wang Weigang said, "It’s not a good woman to eat too much."
"I like big mouth woman! "Zhang Yiping said," The emperor is fair. The place with a big mouth is small and narrow … "
Wang Weigang repeatedly choked a few, "the boss so private things you don’t give me said you are not afraid of me from the leak out? “
"Whatever you want to write, I won’t admit it anyway!"
"Come to Eliza, my dearest daughter, to pour tea," Sergei said. Eliza came to Zhang Yiping to pour tea in small steps like a trotter. Zhang Yiping also took the opportunity to touch her hand and feel it. The thick golden fluff on the back of her hand gave people a long-lost feeling.
Eliza gently pulled out her hand and smiled a little. Zhang Yiping said in unfamiliar French, "Dear Eliza, you are so beautiful, as perfect, white and noble as the fifteenth moon, that people dare not look up …"
"Sir, you also know French. Are you a nobleman?" Eliza exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! No, I heard that the Chinese team came back from France. You must be a Chinese team. "
Zhang Yiping shrugged and said, "You guessed it, Eliza. I’m not a noble, but all nobles salute me and I’m an absolute gentleman."
"That’s great. I’m not a nobleman, but nobles all salute me. I salute you, Lieutenant!" Eliza said.
"Eliza, you can’t be so uncultured. Remember that we are nobles and people of status!" Sergei frowned for the first time in his life, criticizing his daughter and the old man casually took a sip of tea.
Before the word noble, he didn’t dare to say that it belonged to the Far East Republic, not the Soviet Union, but the poor legs of the Bolsheviks were everywhere. The poor legs of a rich man like him looked so lonely and desolate, just like a small church at the crossroads, and the poor legs respectfully flattered him.
If it weren’t for the Japanese, then the Japanese, the Far East and Siberia, maybe these poor legs have succeeded now.
Fortunately, now that the Chinese have come, those poor legs have not turned over the sky in the end.
Sergei has an abacus in his heart that he can’t go back to Russia. Now China’s occupation of Siberia is an unchangeable fact. He wants his family to plan. The most important thing is that China people don’t take their noble knives like Bolsheviks … Those poor people in the town have been trying to curry favor with China people and just deal with me … I can’t live with fear like I did in the past few months … I’m rich and heartless-but benevolence and righteousness can’t be rich! Once upon a time, I cheated others and loved money like life. If I let the Bolsheviks and poor legs turn over the sky, my minions might sweep me out of the house … All this depends on whether the Chinese side is poor legs or his noble side. This key is whether Eliza can win the favor of the Chinese officials.
But Sergei has confidence in his daughter Eliza.
Zhang Yiping and Eliza said a few words and invited her out for a walk. When Eliza turned her eyes to her father Sergei, Sergei nodded and said, "Go, Eliza, a lady will not refuse an invitation from a sincere gentleman!"
Eliza jumped up and skipped out with Zhang Yiping, took a deep breath and said, "It’s free to be angry outside …"

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