Seeing that the atmosphere was soothing, Xue Xiang's straight waist collapsed again, leaned against the stone table and smiled: "You praise me for being aware of Ganluo's wisdom, but I am disrespectful; but if you compare Yan Shifan, I respect you, don't thank him."

The old general sneered: "You are slick. I want to know, even if the old man is in a bad condition, how did you come to the conclusion that the swords hidden in Xuanwu Gate?"

Xue Xiang was at this time and the most deadly problem finally passed. He took a sip of tea and said, "If Qingfu is not dead, Lu is not over."

"Stop being arrogant with me, poetry and ancient essays, the old man is leaving you with more than eight streets. Haha, who is Qingfu by what you mean?"

"Just that's what I said, I made a few nonsense poems." Xue Xiang was so stupid that he would just say everything he wanted. If he said it thoroughly, pretending to be x, he would really pretend to be stupid.

"Haha, you kid is really smart. Just click until you click. He is a character shaking a small fan behind him. He is such a guy who smiles in front of him and takes things behind him."

"Isn't it just a game of chess that you have won? The evaluation of me has always been so negative. This is not the style of a member of my party who is seeking truth from facts. Yes, I have already delivered the gift. I will declare first. I have no regrets of 'reaping rice' this time. It's just a matter of expressing respect. I'll say goodbye." After Xue Xiang said that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

"Why, do you come here whenever you want, and leave whenever you want?"

"You are so inauthentic. You play chess with you. You took it away. I answered all the questions. You have also punished you. As the saying goes, if you punish, you will not beat you, if you beat you, you will not punish you, but if you don't want to be punished, you will be punished and beat you."

"Look, you scared your kid. Didn't you threaten to commit a massacre with me just now? You're just now?"

Xue Xiang stumbled on his neck: "Okay, what else is there, please give me instructions."

"It's nothing. Didn't you give me a treasure? I asked my old man to help me, but I didn't do this for you. I'm sorry. If you can't be promoted to your uncle's official, how about giving you an official?" The old man looked at Xue Xiangdao with a smile, and the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be mixed with countless thoughts.

Xue Xiang was shocked by the old man's kindness and instantly realized what the old man was thinking. His neck shrank, he shivered, and said tremblingly: "Old man, thank you for your kindness. I am still young and don't understand anything, so you won't have to worry about it."

The old man laughed and said, "What, I guessed it, I want to leave? It's too late! You can't help but agree to this matter, and you have to agree if you don't agree."

Xue Xiang said bitterly, "Old man, how can you do this? I promise to block your mouth tightly and never talk nonsense. I know the importance of it, so don't put the reins on my neck." Xue Xiang didn't understand where the old man wanted to keep his white body as a flat-headed ordinary person so that he could use it in the future. Originally, he, a flat-headed ordinary person, jumped out of the officialdom and was not in the army. What identity did the old man use to order Xue Xiang? Now he was a "Bima Wen" to give Xue Xiang a "she Ma Wen", which was similar to the Jade Emperor's way of dealing with Sun Houzi.

The old man smiled so hard that his eyebrows were trembling, and he said, "You just accept your fate. Who told you to run away without any obstacles? I'm showing off your opinion. How could you do this now?" After that, the old man shouted in the direction of the main hall: "Old Wang, come out."

Lao Wang and An Weihong trotted from the main hall together. Lao Wang stepped into the pavilion, stood at attention at Hua Shuai, and saluted: "Chief, please give me instructions."

"Go and add this kid a military officer certificate. The position on the certificate will be written by my office's special adviser. As for the level, you can set this kid level 13 as the treasure that rewards him." The old general pointed at Xue Xiang.

"Yes" Lao Wang left after he got the order, and suddenly turned back and said to Xue Xiang: "Name, age."

"Xue Xiang, Xue Rengui's Xue, a red heart towards the party, 17 years old." After answering Lao Wang's question, Xue Xiang glanced at Hua Shuai, and said dissatisfiedly: "Old man, you are too stingy. I am a national treasure among the national treasures. Why did I give it to a major if I didn't change my uncle? This is too inequality."

In 1965, the military rank below the marshal was abolished, and military cadres also transferred to administrative levels, but they were not like the local thirteenth level, but 3-27th level. The 13th level given to Xue Xiangding by the veteran general was almost a major, and it seemed to be a regular section-level cadre in the local area.

The old man raised his eyebrows: "What, why don't you get a general for you?"

"Hehe... don't scare me, I'm still young, I have to leave some room for improvement, no, you'll get to level seven." Xue Xiang smiled all over his face. He was not the hippie personality, so why did he get excited when he quarreled with the old man? He subconsciously wanted to show himself, but he was a lot of talk, which was completely different from usual.

"Level 7? Isn't that a major general? You kid is really yawning - such a big tone! How old are you kid? I haven't heard of the seventeen-year-old major. Don't tell me who's from the Red Army period. That's a special era. You're already an extraordinary rule in peacetime. You kid hang the sign of my old man's office, don't embarrass me, let alone pass the market." The old man knocked on the stone table and then scolded: "I was originally going to hang a level 10 for you. I thought you also gave me a treasure, and I can't treat you badly. Secondly, I'm announcing someone's special instrument, the level is too low, so it's embarrassing to tell you, right?"

Xue Xiang was actually extremely satisfied with this treatment. He was determined to suffer a loss if he didn't take advantage of it, so he decided to have a date or not, but he beat three times: "Okay, yes, the major, let me suffer a loss, just like that, but I have to give me the material for the general in the military uniform."

An Weihong was stunned when he heard this: "What's the matter? In the blink of an eye, the old hen turned into a duck. You became a major specialist? How old are you? Grandpa, you are too unfair. I cried and asked you to get me a rank of lieutenant, but you refused. You wouldn't be able to do anything if you accept gifts. You are too realistic."

The old man raised his eyelids, glanced at Hua Weihong, and shouted: "You kid knows that, you are the one who is flying eagles all day long, and you are so embarrassed to ask me for an official with a shame. You wear military uniforms and have to throw my face to Beihai. However, the boy I brought back this time is good, and I still have to reward him. So, I will arrange for you to go to the grassroots company for a while and go to Qiongdao."

When An Weihong heard the reward, he immediately smiled and waited for the old man to say that, but he was going to be sent to the frontier to be a big soldier. His face immediately collapsed: "Grandpa, you can't be rewarded or punished, you want to be an officer, not a soldier, I won't go, I won't be able to receive this reward."

"My old man spits and pushes his mouth, he won't be able to go."

"Grandpa, who is your biological grandson?"

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Xue Xiang was sitting on the bus carrying a suitcase. The suitcase contained the fourth quarter military uniforms prepared by Lao Wang for him. They were all the general uniforms in stock that he asked for. He only took the epaulettes. He didn't like the four large dark gray military uniforms that were all in the same color at this moment. Xue Xiang was still scared. When he knew that his uncle was not doing anything, the words he said were taking great risks, but in order to attract the attention of General An, he did not hesitate to win the bet. Fortunately, he won the bet. Xue Xiang knew that he had lost his uncle's comeback and the future great game would be completely a spectator, and he had to take the risk.

No, it is the danger of life to show its glory. Xue Xiang is of course very happy to be the "special ginseng" mentioned by the old general. It is not bad to pretend to refuse to hide his true meaning. He cannot place bets and buy the periphery. Of course, Xue Xiang knows how insignificant the value of this "special ginseng" is, but it is set by the old man to tie his mouth. Of course he also has the intention of thanking him, but he is very happy to tie him up with the old man. Xue Xiang will definitely exert his greatest energy as the special ginseng. He is a butterfly, an Amazon butterfly that is about to flap his wings.

The sun was bright outside the window and the air was fresh. At this time, the capital city was far from the city of sandstorms in later generations. It was already past three o'clock. Xue Xiang was riding on the No. 5 bus on Chang'an Street, and he was about to get off at the end of the terminal. The bus line where Xue Xiang was riding also had a red name called Revolutionary Road. At this time, the left thoughts were flooded, affecting the bus line numbers. In addition to the normal route names, all the bus lines in the capital city had a very revolutionary route name. At that time, the road sign was red, and the line number only accounted for about one-fifth of the left. The remaining prominent positions were Revolutionary route names, without indicating the starting and ending station names. In addition to the Revolutionary Road, there were also Long March Road, Hongqi Road, Anti-Zi Road, etc.

Xue Xiang opened the glass window to the maximum, and his head was tilted to the window to see the scenery. Mercedes-Benz's car drove airflow to the face, blowing Xue Xiang's hair covering his eyes. He stroked his hair up, thinking that the buzz cut was still clean and neat. Xue Xiang didn't like buzz cuts and felt that there was no hairstyle at all. After his hair was long, he stroked left and right. He asked the master of the barber shop to cut a broken hair from later generations for himself, which looked very much like Aaron Kwok's student head. As soon as this hairstyle came out, everyone regarded it as a god, which was so beautiful. No matter when, people always pursued beauty unremittingly. For a time, followers were like clouds, and the stubborn masters of the Sijiu City put their various hats

After changing his head, the bald fat man began to grow his hair, saying: Follow the steps towards the third brother closely and then follow closely. This time, the master who cut Xue Xiang's hair was busy. Of course, the benefits were obvious. The master not only accepted five apprentices, but also adjusted his salary to two levels, which made him very happy. Xue Xiang also heard that this hairstyle has begun to spread to the school recently, and some bad children in the eyes of teachers took the lead in leaving broken hair, which was quite popular among girls. Even Xiaoshi, the king of hat heads, was planning to change to the eldest brother's hairstyle. Li Meili, who was at the same table, stared at Zhang Xiaohua's broken hair, which made him very dissatisfied.

Although Chang'an Street was not at its busiest moment of the day, it was still crowded and bustling. Chang'an Street is the most famous street in the country and the widest and longest street in the world. The famous Red Flag Square is on this street, and all the military parades have been held here. There are many power organs on both sides of the street, which can be said to be the political center of the country. Every day, the flow of people and traffic flows between Chang'an Street is like a vast ocean. Fortunately, the driver is a master, with excellent driving skills, rushing left and right in the crowd and bicycle flow, freely, but there is no bump. Xue Xiang leaned against the window ridge, and the warm wind blew his face, and was sleepy, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

ps: There are many reasons for the cancellation of military ranks below the Grand Commander in 1965, mainly because the military ranks at that time, and the designs such as medals were directly derived or imitated from the Soviet Union. At that time, China and the Soviet Union had a feud, so this set became a sting in the heart of the leader. The leader felt that the division of military ranks was consistent with the officers and soldiers, and equality of officers and soldiers was contrary to artificially create a class. At that time, his army had no military ranks and defeated those armies with military ranks? So, as soon as the bearded commander reported, the leader said, "I wanted to get rid of that card."

Another important reason for the cancellation of military rank was that at that time, many cases of high vocational and low-level ranks were awarded, and the ranks were not equal to those of military ranks. Most commanders were given the ranks of major generals, and most division commanders were given the ranks of colonels and colonels. Moreover, almost no military ranks were promoted since 1955, which caused a very bad impact. After the ranks were cancelled, all military cadres were transferred to administrative levels, and the military uniforms naturally had to be transformed. Therefore, the later 65-type military uniforms, two soldiers and four officers, were found.

In addition, the administrative level of cadres has been divided many times since the founding of the People's Republic of China. In terms of reading, the administrative level of the subsequent texts is still divided according to the civil servant level and military level in later generations.
Chapter completed!