All Suzhou people will never forget this day:
July 23, 1941.
At 1 o'clock at noon on this day, a huge Chinese flag slowly rose in front of Xuanmiao Temple on Guanqian Street!
At that moment, countless people burst into tears.
At that moment, countless people took off their hats and saluted!
At that moment, Suzhou was restored!
Only a year and a half has passed since the first recovery of Suzhou.
Now, the national flag is raised again in Suzhou!
The previous time, the national flag was raised at the city gate, and it was at night. Many Suzhou people did not see it with their own eyes.
But this time it's different!
This time, it was during the day, and it was the most lively place with the largest flow of people in Suzhou!
When the flag was raised to the highest point, huge cheers instantly resounded through the sky!
The shame of the fall and all the oppression were completely released at this moment.
Some people even fainted from the excitement!
"Why did you come here?"
Several old men grabbed Xu Lechang's military uniform and cried loudly: "We have been waiting for you to come back!"
Xu Lechang's eyes were also red.
At this moment, Meng Shaoyuan's voice sounded:
"All of you, stand at attention and salute!"
With a "swish" sound, all the officers and all the agents straightened their chests and saluted the most dignified military salute to the national flag!
Suzhou, regained for the second time!
Compared to the first recovery, this time seems to be much simpler.
But before that, Meng Shaoyuan and his agents had done a lot of work and fully mobilized the Japanese army.
Whether it is Wuxi, Changzhou or Changshu, they are all serving this moment!
"Long live! Long live! Long live!"
All around, soldiers and civilians were shouting at the top of their lungs!
Suzhou, recover!
…
"The riots in Suzhou have begun! According to intelligence, the Chongqing government's flag has been raised at Xuanmiao Temple on Guanqian Street!"
"He's here after all." Koichi Hahara murmured.
"This is a shame!" Nagashima raised his voice fiercely: "I request an immediate attack to quell the riot!"
"No." Koichi Hahara shook his head: "We don't have enough troops. We can defend here, but we don't have enough strength to send troops to suppress it. Moreover, maybe the enemy has some other conspiracy, waiting for us to take the initiative!"
This is a fear.
Fear of Meng Shaoyuan from the bottom of his heart.
Judging from the intelligence just obtained, the rioters were simply unscrupulous.
Not only did they go to Xuanmiao Temple to raise the national flag, but they even put on military uniforms.
This is a provocation to the Japanese Empire!
But the more this happened, the more worried Hahara Koichi became. This was Meng Shaoyuan's deliberate decision.
His purpose is to anger himself and lure him out!
Koichi Hahara vowed that he would not be fooled by this again!
His current purpose is to protect the Military Police Headquarters and the Japanese Community and wait for the arrival of reinforcements!
…
"Ha Yuan is hiding in his turtle shell now, thinking about what conspiracy I have." Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "The more unscrupulous I am, the more worried he is. Therefore, before the Japanese reinforcements arrive, we are absolutely safe!"
Habara Hikari was afraid of himself.
Meng Shaoyuan firmly believed.
And this is also the best opportunity that he can take advantage of.
"Let Gu Wei lead his men to shoot a few rounds at the military police headquarters."
Meng Shaoyuan said casually: "But don't launch an attack."
"Sir, the manuscript is finished."
Xian Suping, editor-in-chief of "Peace Newspaper", came over and handed the newly written manuscript to Meng Shaoyuan.
This is a report about the second recovery of Suzhou.
Meng Shaoyuan took a look and immediately praised it: "Editor-in-Chief Xian, you are really talented."
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Xian Suping was polite, but he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.
"What a pity. How could such a talented person become a traitor?"
Meng Shaoyuan said immediately.
Xian Suping's face turned red.
Meng Shaoyuan ignored him: "Secretary Wu, immediately send the photo and this manuscript to Shanghai and publish it in major newspapers and periodicals."
"good!"
Meng Shaoyuan turned to Xian Suping again: "Editor-in-Chief Xian, what are you still doing here? Why don't you hurry back to the newspaper office, typesetting, proofreading, let the workers work at full capacity, and strive to let all Suzhou people know about Suzhou's recovery as soon as possible? Good news."
"Yes Yes!"
Xian Suping really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Peace News" is the mouthpiece of the Wang Puppet Government. Now, the new issue is about to start hyping up the recovery of Suzhou!
Tell me, where does this make sense?
"Sir Meng, this is of immeasurable merit to Suzhou."
The words of Sun Banzhou, the master of Xuanmiao Temple, sounded nearby.
This Xuanmiao Temple is a Taoist temple with a long history that was first built in the Western Jin Dynasty.
Today, Xuanmiao Guan has developed its own huge system.
Medical astrology is a major feature of Xuanmiao Temple. There are quacks who specialize in treating asthma, tuberculosis, and muscle aches with secret recipes handed down from ancestors. There are dentists who can remove teeth, and there are trauma doctors who specialize in treating bruises and injuries, etc.
The well-known Ge Yunbin and Xie Mingde have set up stalls here.
Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, and fortune-telling are all concentrated along the road from Dongjiaomen to Niujiabang. Some have tables and chairs on the street, and some have set up pavilions. They are collectively called "jinxing". Seventy-two towels can be said to be complete.
This is famous in Suzhou and surrounding areas.
Many outsiders also come here to get a fortune for themselves.
"Sir Meng, Pindao has also learned fortune telling. Why don't you let Pindao take a look at it, sir?"
Meng Shaoyuan didn't believe this.
But it was fine for the time being, and the other party was so enthusiastic, so he agreed casually.
Sun Banzhou stared at Meng Shaoyuan for a while and then showed him his palm:
"Your Majesty's wealth is limitless, and your luck is extremely good. It's easy to turn bad luck into good luck. However, the poor Taoist priest looks like you will have a disaster within half a year, which may involve life and death. If Sir, you can get through it safely. After this calamity, there will be no more troubles to trouble the commander in the future.”
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
I am a psychology major, and these fortune tellers are also experts in psychology.
Wearing the uniform of a major general, he is naturally destined to be rich and noble.
Sun Banzhou knew what he was doing. Being a spy would definitely lead to danger.
Half a year?
In less than half a year, people in this line of work will be in danger every once in a while.
This is probably the calamity Sun Banzhou mentioned.
Anyway, if you encounter difficulties, you will naturally think of what Sun Banzhou said, and then you will think that the other party is a "master".
Just like my own time.
Someone asked a master to tell fortunes for their children's exams. The master will say that your child's Wenqu star is dim, but the master can try to solve it for the child.
If the child does not do well in the exam, the parents will naturally think that the child's fate is not that of Wenquxing, and the master can predict it accurately.
If the child does well in the exam, it goes without saying that it is naturally the master's credit.
Anyway, no matter what the final result is, the children's parents always think that the master is really awesome!
