"Li Sang."
"Oh, it's Mr. Guan."
Li Zhongjie's face was full of flattery.
Guan Zhaode, Japanese Liaison Officer of the Qingxiang Movement.
He was an officer before. He was injured during the battle in Changsha and was sent to the place.
In normal times, Li Zhongjie often went to Shanghai to buy some Suzhou snacks for Guan Zhaode and another liaison officer Men Yoshida, so his relationship with the Japanese was quite good.
"Today, the banquet."
Guan Zhaode said with a smile: "There are plenty of good dishes, Li Sang, remember to come early."
After living in the Jiangnan water town for a period of time, I will be carried away by the rhythm here.
Guan Zhaode, soldiers who had been on the battlefield, had now forgotten the bloodshed on the battlefield.
Their lives are filled with Wu Nong’s soft words and banquets with delicacies.
Some Japanese are even obsessed with Suzhou Pingtan.
"Definitely, definitely." Li Zhongjie nodded repeatedly: "Taijun Guan, how many people are drinking tonight?"
"All of them." Guan Zhaode said excitedly, "To celebrate Qingxiang's victory!"
"Hai Yi, then I will definitely show up on time!"
The time has come!
…
The chef in charge of the kitchen is named Han, and everyone calls him Lao Han. He also has a pretty good relationship with Li Zhongjie.
Old Han likes to play mahjong whenever he has free time. Unfortunately, his gambling skills are limited and he loses nine times out of ten.
Whenever I ran out of money, I would shyly ask Li Zhongjie to borrow money.
Li Zhongjie is also a cheerful person. As long as Lao Han asks, he will not refuse.
Therefore, he could enter the kitchen that Lao Han was in charge of at will.
"So many dishes."
Li Zhongjie entered the kitchen and asked casually.
"Hey, don't mention it." Lao Han sighed: "So many people are eating, and those little Dongyang are so delicious. I won't be happy if I don't prepare too many dishes. Hey, I don't know when we will eat today. I still have an appointment. Let’s play mahjong.”
Li Zhongjie suddenly said: "Oh, why is there no crucian carp soup? You don't know, the Japanese like to drink crucian carp soup the most, and after drinking so much wine, a bowl of crucian carp soup is the best way to sober up."
"I forgot." Old Han slapped his head: "Thank you for reminding me, I will send someone to buy it right away."
…
The evening banquet started on time.
There were two tables in total, with more than twenty people.
All Chinese and Japanese officials from the Suzhou United Qingxiang Command Post arrived.
Li Zhongjie was also invited, but he was like a butler, constantly urging the food and wine to be served.
As soon as he found something empty, he would raise his glass to toast one by one.
From the director Xie Shurui, to the section chief Luo Li, to the Japanese, no one said anything bad about him.
There was too much wine, and each one's voice was louder than the other.
"I'll go see if there's any hangover soup."
Li Zhongjie left the banquet with a smile.
In the kitchen, Lao Han and the assistant cook were cooking crucian carp soup.
"You guys, please serve this dish quickly."
Li Zhongjie pushed away the two kitchen helpers and said, "Old Han, bring the bowls. They've almost finished drinking. We need to divide the crucian carp soup into bowls for them."
"Hey, where do you get so many rules?" Old Han complained.
"Hey, who said they are Japanese? Hurry up."
Lao Han muttered while looking for a bowl.
Li Zhongjie took the opportunity to take out the small bottle and poured all the contents into it!
It tastes like bitter almond!
Li Zhongjie kept the officer's words firmly in his mind.
Now, those people are all drunk, and their sense of taste is not as good as usual. In addition, the crucian carp soup is thick and fragrant, so you should not be able to taste it!
The crucian carp soup was divided into bowls.
When the two cooks came back, Li Zhongjie directed them to put the crucian carp soup on a tray and send it out.
Li Zhongjie then said: "Old Han, you are busy first, I will go and take a look."
"Go, go, damn, it's finally over. Don't let anything else happen. I'm in a hurry to go back and play mahjong."
There were only two words in Lao Han's mind:
Mahjong!
Those living ancestors, you have finished eating cleanly, get out of here!
…
That night, at a dinner party at the Qingxiang Joint Command Post in Suzhou, a serious food poisoning incident occurred.
After the last hangover soup, crucian carp soup, was served, most people drank the bowl of crucian carp soup.
After a while, Guan Zhaode, who was the first to drink the soup, was the first to fall.
Blood spewed from his mouth.
Immediately, more and more people fell.
Those who were lucky enough not to drink the fish soup were all frightened and rushed the poisoned person to Suzhou Hospital.
However, on the way to the hospital, a total of fourteen people, including Xie Shurui, the pseudo-director of the Suzhou Joint Command Post of the Qingxiang Movement, Luo Li, the pseudo-section chief, and Japanese liaison officers Mon Yoshida and Guan Zhaode, all died of poisoning on the way!
This is the "Suzhou Poisoning Incident"!
The Suzhou poisoning incident is known as the most serious incident after the "Suzhou Riots".
Fourteen puppet officials and the Japanese were killed, completely paralyzing the entire Suzhou Joint Command Post.
The Japanese and puppets were shocked and quickly set up an investigation team to investigate.
Lao Han and the two cooks were in bad luck and were taken to the Japanese Military Police Headquarters and tortured.
The trial went on and on, and finally the finger pointed directly at one person:
Li Zhongjie!
The Japanese immediately launched an arrest.
However, Li Zhongjie has disappeared at this time!
…
"well-done!"
"This is the duty of the department!!"
Meng Shaoyuan glanced at the young man in front of him who was only 25 years old. "You will be sent to Wuhan and continue to lurk!"
"Yes, sir!"
"When the Anti-Japanese War is won, you will be reunited with your family."
"Sir, my family is all dead, all in Nanjing!"
"Oh, really?" Meng Shaoyuan was startled: "Revenge, revenge!"
"Revenge, take revenge!" Li Zhongjie repeated firmly.
"The war of resistance will definitely be won."
"Sir, I believe that we will definitely win the war of resistance!"
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked: "What do you want to do after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War?"
"I don't know." A bright smile suddenly appeared on Li Zhongjie's lips: "Because, at that time, I thought I was already dead!"
Meng Shaoyuan's body trembled: "Promise me, live well and see the day when victory comes!"
…
In April 1943, military commander Li Zhongjie was captured when his identity was exposed while lurking in Wuhan.
In the same month, Li Zhongjie was brutally killed by the Japanese army.
During the interrogation, Li Zhongjie was tortured and remained unyielding.
Before he was executed, facing the Japanese butcher knife, he still smiled.
Then, he asked the executioner: "Do you believe that we will be able to win?"
The executioner will never forget the brilliant smile of this Chinese man before his execution!
I believe that the war of resistance will be victorious!
I believe that this country will become extremely powerful!
One day, there will no longer be an invader in this country.
One day, this nation will never be bullied by anyone again!
Even if I can never see it again, I have no regrets or regrets in this life!
(The "Suzhou Poisoning Incident" is adapted from a true story. The final conversation between Li Zhongjie and Meng Shaoyuan was actually the exact words spoken by an American reporter interviewing a 16-year-old boy soldier who was about to go to the battlefield during the Anti-Japanese War.)
