"Ma'am, please."
Zuo Zhong stood at the cabin door and said softly to the bald lady that every action in this situation was very important and could not be messed up.
While speaking, his eyes drifted over that extremely familiar face, and he was extremely excited to finally see this person.
In this era, he had met a lot of big shots, including those from the Communist Party and the Japanese, but this was his first time with the underground Party.
From pictures in history books to real people, this change in dimension made him feel like a dream.
"Let's all get off the plane together."
The bald lady didn't notice his thoughts at all. She nodded along with the followers, then walked to the gangway and waved to the crowd.
I have to say that this old woman is a show person and behaves very decently. Even if she is extremely anxious, she has not lost any of her airs.
The cheongsam woven by embroidery masters from Suzhou and Hangzhou, the most fashionable women's bag from Paris, and the fur scarf worth a thousand gold.
It seemed that she came all the way here not to rescue the detained bald man, but to attend a normal celebrity gathering.
"Wow~"
People from all walks of life in Chang'an who came to greet him raised their hands and clapped, either out of face or out of habit, and the atmosphere was very warm.
The young marshal looked at this woman, and his memory flashed back to eleven years ago, when the two met for the first time at a press conference in Shanghai.
At that time, the other party's guest reporter interviewed him, and his fluent English and elegant temperament left a deep impression on me.
The two became good friends, and their relationship has always been good for so many years. Unexpectedly, they almost met each other in war, how could they not make people sigh.
"Young Marshal, we meet again."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
After getting off the plane, the bald lady moved to the front of the welcoming team and greeted the young marshal and the underground party representative with a complicated expression.
The young marshal woke up from his memories, shook hands with her with a wry smile, and expressed his welcome repeatedly, but could not say anything else.
The representative of the underground party actually exchanged pleasantries with the other party, laughing and talking. His speech and behavior were not inferior at all, and his demeanor was fascinating.
Next, the three of them talked about old times, and no one talked about the incident. Zuo Zhong, who was on the side, had a small conflict with the Northeast Army.
"Sir, please be examined."
"Zuo is not in the habit of being searched."
Zuo Zhong was surrounded by a group of heavily armed soldiers. There was no trace of fear on his face, and he expressed his dissatisfaction to the opponent expressionlessly.
"You have to check our carry-on luggage just after getting off the plane. Is this how your army treats guests? It's too rude.
Besides, the luggage is filled with my wife’s personal belongings and some secret documents, which are related to government secrets, so you can’t inspect them.
If you are worried, you can send someone to accompany us later. We came to Chang'an to peacefully resolve the mutiny, not to fight. "
No matter what he thinks in his heart, on the surface he must stand firm and let people check him without saying anything. The bald lady will definitely be dissatisfied.
After hearing Zuo Zhong's words, the inspectors of the Northeast Army were not polite and immediately aimed various weapons at him. The situation was imminent.
"It's a military remonstrance, not a mutiny."
When the two sides were at war with each other, the underground party representative said seriously that mutiny or revolt was a matter of principle and should not be taken carelessly.
Mutiny is an act in which the superiors make no mistakes and the army rebels against orders and military discipline for its own benefit.
Military admonition is a method of admonition that uses force to persuade the monarch or elders to correct their mistakes, and does not presuppose the overthrow of the previous monarch.
A word of remonstrance not only represents whether the action is just, but also shows that the Northeast Army and the Shaanxi Army will not endanger the bald head.
Soldiers admonish,
That's good.
The bald lady heard the implication, and after relaxing she said in a deep voice: "Young Marshal, this is my luggage, there is no need to check it.
I am a woman, and some things are not convenient for outsiders to see. Don’t worry, what I bring this time is only sincerity and no weapons.
Deputy Director Zuo is right. We are on your territory now. Are you still afraid that we will steal the chairman in front of you?
I promise that if my husband cannot be rescued by peaceful means, I would rather die for love with him than do ghostly things.
As a person who has studied abroad, you should be a gentleman and not let Western friends and public opinion laugh at you. Do you think I am right? "
"How dare you, how dare you."
The young marshal's face turned red, he glared at his subordinates fiercely, and immediately explained: "Madam, this is because the people below do not know the importance of the matter, and it is definitely not my intention.
Chang'an is also the legal territory of the National Government and the Republic of China. It is not my territory. We just have the responsibility to defend the territory.
Please, I have arranged a luxurious room at the Xijing Guest House. If you are tired from traveling all the way, go there and have a rest. We will talk later.
By the way, I know you are not used to sleeping on a hard bed, so I specially ordered an American artificial Simmons mattress, which is very comfortable. "
He is an expert at coaxing women, and in just a few words, he can make the other party understand his attentiveness and intentions.
The bald lady actually smiled after hearing this, nodded slightly, and elegantly got into a limousine accompanied by the young marshal.
"Representatives of the underground party please come."
Seeing this, Zuo Zhong came to the underground party representative with excitement, stretched out his right hand towards the other car, and said respectfully.
"You are a guest, you should get on the bus first. In addition, if the peace talks can be successfully launched this time, I would like to thank your party for your help.
I heard that in April this year, the young marshal personally flew to Yanzhou and talked with you from 8 pm until 4 am the next morning.
During the meeting, the young marshal once suggested that you should press on the outside and persuade on the inside to attack the Chairman from both inside and outside. Is this true? "
As he spoke, he led the way to the car, secretly observing the other party's reaction, hoping to see how the underground party representative would respond.
What he said was top-secret information collected by the Secret Service from the young marshal's cronies after the incident. Very few people knew about it.
Now that he said it, it sounded like a question, but in fact it was another way of reminding the underground party and the young commander that there was a mole.
"hehe."
The underground party representative took a step forward, smiled and replied: "I have long heard that Deputy Director Zuo is smart and capable, and it turned out to be so when I saw him today.
But Mr. Zuo was wrong. Wu is not a guest. We just have different beliefs. We have the same Yanhuang bloodline.
At present, the Japanese are aggressive and occupying Northeast and North China. As a family, we have the obligation to stand up and do our part for the country.
The meeting between me and the young marshal was not a secret. I told others everything I had to say. We underground party members never engage in conspiracy. "
What he means is very clear,
Don't be a fruitarian,
Save the heart of the underground party.
If the underground party wants to launch military revolt, it will certainly do so in a generous manner and will not put the young marshal and the hundreds of thousands of Northeastern troops in front.
If a bald man said this, others wouldn't believe a word he said, but this man always spoke with precision, so he had to be convinced.
The entourage who accompanied the bald lady couldn't help but admire the underground party's awareness of the overall situation, and fell silent one by one.
Zuo Zhong smiled slightly and stopped talking. He opened the car door for the underground party representative and sat next to him after he got in the car.
The convoy left immediately,
Go to the West Guest House.
The car drove into Chang'an city for more than ten minutes. The city was in order and the people moved freely. It seemed that they were not affected by the military remonstrance.
The group of people from Jinling looked outside through the car windows and whispered for a while, and they all agreed that the other party was indeed sincere in negotiating.
If this were not the case, the soldiers and admonishment troops would have gone to plunder people's property long ago without having to work so thanklessly to maintain public security and order.
Smiles gradually appeared on everyone's faces. No conscientious Chinese would oppose the idea of stopping the civil war and uniting against Japan.
"Pick up the explosive grenade,
Aiming at Franco who committed murder and arson,
stand up!
stand up!
All the people of Spain! "
Suddenly, a group of 17 or 18-year-old students wearing imitation military uniforms, armed belts, and waving sabers appeared on the street.
They performed an impromptu drama on the side of the road, shouting that they would defend Madrid to the death. This life-threatening passion was moving.
This kind of scene of all things competing and full of vitality has not appeared in the national government for many years. The last time was during the Northern Expedition.
At that time, soldiers, students, intellectuals, national capitalists, farmers, and workers united to fight for the future of the country.
pity,
The past has become a thing of the past.
Zuo Zhong watched this scene silently, holding a piece of paper in his hand, which contained his true identity and the details of his contact with the organization.
Since he decided to go to Chang'an, he was ready to establish a formal superior-subordinate relationship with the party organization. This was the best opportunity.
The question is whether to do this. Once he reveals his identity, many things will no longer be under his control, and the danger is inevitable.
After thinking for a long time, Zuo Zhong put the note back into space, moved his eyes slightly and looked ahead. A unique building was in sight in the distance.
Xijing Guest House,
Located on Shangren Road, Chang'an, the main building is a three-story Chinese and Western building, and there are two-story rectangular auxiliary buildings on the southeast side on each side.
There is a 50-60cm high fountain at the main entrance. There is a rockery in the pool, and the surrounding garden is surrounded by vines, making it extremely quiet and quiet.
The surrounding 3-meter-high carved brick wall with barbed wire on top provides good security for guests living there.
Zuo Zhong took a general look in the car. It was difficult for people outside to get in in such a terrain, and it was also difficult for people inside to escape.
Coupled with the soldiers everywhere, it was difficult for them to escape. It seemed that the young marshal had been prepared. No wonder he didn't let his men check the luggage.
The car stopped slowly,
Everyone got off the bus one by one.
The bald lady, the young marshal, and the underground party representatives went to the conference room. Perhaps there were confidential matters to discuss and it was not convenient for anyone to be present.
Zuo Zhong didn't ask any questions. He quickly checked in for the other party with his luggage and checked whether there was any eavesdropping equipment in the house.
Especially key areas where wires pass through, such as telephones, desk lamps, chandeliers, ceilings, and bedsides, the result is very clean.
After confirming this, he called someone to guard the door to prevent anyone from breaking in, and he was going to wait for orders outside the conference room door.
"Dong~dong~"
The long corridor with no windows was empty. Under the dim light, Zuo Zhong's footsteps on the floor made dull sounds from time to time.
As he walked, his ears twitched and he slowly stopped. He looked in the direction of the annex building with some confusion. Someone seemed to be crying there.
Listening carefully, someone was indeed crying in a low voice. While crying, they were also muttering something about Minister Shao, and their voice was miserable and resentful.
Along with the cry, a gust of wind blew by from nowhere, and he couldn't help but shiver. Damn it, you don't know how to make trouble.
But Minister Shao?
The Propaganda Minister of the Kuomintang Party is named Shao.
Did something happen to this person?
Zuo Zhong frowned, hesitated for a few seconds and walked over. If the person named Shao was really dead, this would be a big deal.
This man is a long-lived veteran of the Fruit Party, one of the certifiers of the former president’s will, and even more so the Baldhead’s most effective propagandist.
As an intelligence officer, he had to figure this out. Following the cry and turning a corner, Zuo Zhong immediately saw a group of people.
Good guy,
Qian Muyin, the first director of the Attendant's Office and the Chief of Guards.
The leader of the civil engineering faction, Lieutenant General Chen Cixiu.
Lieutenant General Wei Junru, who will be called the seventh-and-a-half-year-old in the future.
As well as several major generals and school-level officers are here.
These people were sitting together, chatting with dark faces. Several women who looked like family members were sobbing non-stop, showing grief on their faces.
Yes, Baldhead is not alone when he comes to Chang'an this time. There are many military and political officials accompanying him. These people are the legendary prisoners.
Zuo Zhong's footsteps caught their attention. Qian Muyin, who was talking to someone, inadvertently raised his head and was stunned.
The Attendant's Office is responsible for all national political, military, and party affairs. Naturally, the two of them know each other and have interacted with each other several times.
He also knew that the chairman of the committee asked him to accompany him to Huaqing Pool. He thought that Zuo Zhong was also captured by the Northeast Army, so he asked with a sad face.
"Shenzhu, you were arrested too?!"
Zuo Zhong shook his head decisively and revealed the news that the bald lady and he had come to Chang'an for negotiations. There was no need to hide this matter.
The people present were overjoyed, and the women also stopped crying. As long as the negotiation was successful, they would be able to leave this hellish place.
Chen Cixiu suddenly jumped up, grabbed Zuo Zhong's hands and asked questions, and by the way, he told what happened to everyone on the day of the mutiny.
After the gunfire that day, Wei Junru thought it was the sound of water pipe repairs, so he put on a sanitary robe① and prepared to go outside to see the excitement.
As soon as the door opened, a Northeastern Army soldier stood at the door, holding a list and telling him that I am looking for you, so don't go back, just go.
Compared with Lieutenant General Wei who threw himself into a trap, Chen Cixiu was much smarter. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he ran to the basement and hid in a wooden box.
But in the rush, a corner of his pajamas got caught outside, and the soldiers who were searching for him found him out in public and tried to tie him up.
The worst thing happened was Minister Shao. He jumped out of the window and tried to escape, but the soldiers fired shots to stop him. In the chaos, he drank a bullet and died next to the trash can in the garage.
Watch the excitement,
Pay attention to your head but not your buttocks,
Die next to a dumpster.
After listening to this, Zuo Zhong was amazed, these party and state officials were really amazing, and then asked Chen Cixiu if he had seen the cheap teacher.
Chen Cixiu said he had not seen it. It was said that many people died in the city that day. He did not know if Dai Chunfeng had been killed by the rebels.
Anyway, they haven't seen each other in these ten days. From this point of view, it is probably the worst, and they also advise Zuo Zhong to show his condolences.
"My mentor!"
Zuo Zhong burst into tears, let out a cry of pain, and decided to go back and pay a visit to Zhu Jiahua's house to show his respect to the old man.
No, I was a student at Lu University and I had a principal to rely on, so I quickly wiped my tears and prepared to look for the bald head.
headmaster,
Your loyal student is here!
① Sanitary clothes are autumn clothes, the latest trendy thing at that time.
(End of chapter)
