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Zhang Jiatian spent the night at the division headquarters, and when it was dawn, no one came to see him.

He used to be the captain of the guard in the marshal's mansion, surrounded by decent and clever guards, all of them were very good at complimenting him, he heard good words in his ears, and saw good faces in his eyes, he had long forgotten the previous unpopular gangster career, and now he was treated coldly in this foreign place, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. When you go out of the door and look at the scenery in the county, it is completely incomparable with the city of Beijing, with narrow doors and small windows everywhere, revealing a cramped rustic atmosphere.

He was dumbfounded this time, and he almost wanted to turn around and run back to Beijing immediately, but he didn't dare to go back. He came here with a mission, either to do it well or to do it badly, anyway, there was always a result. Having said that, even the result of "doing bad" is allowed, where does he have an excuse to fail?

It was dawn, and he had nothing to eat. The battalion he brought with him had no food to eat.

What should I do if I don't have anything to eat? I can't go out on the street and rob it openly. Or one of his own staff officers—it turned out to be an old fritter in the guards—who was well-informed, and gave him an idea: "Shizuo, you are looking for Zhixian to go wow!"

Zhang Jiatian didn't have time to taste the glory of the word "teacher's seat", but the second monk was puzzled: "The county knows that the county is rich, take care of my food?"

"The magistrate will not take out the money to work in the army, but he can go to the local chamber of commerce and ask them to raise money from the merchants. ”

Zhang Jiatian stood up and was about to leave: "Then I'll look for him!"

The magistrate in the mouth of the old fritters has been renamed the county governor in the current Republic of China era. But whatever the name, the power is the same. The county governor didn't dare to snub this little division commander from the capital, and obediently went out to find food for the division commander. So within a moment's time, Zhang Jiatian walked back to the division headquarters, where he could sit down and drink millet porridge and eat hot buns.

After eating and drinking enough and going to the thatched house, Zhang Jiatian issued an order to convene a meeting of his subordinate officers. Before the meeting, he took a self-portrait in the mirror, and found that he had only left the capital for a night and a half, and his face had changed a lot, it was originally a very white face, but now it was gray, and it was not white, and the stubble came out overnight, and the very obedient little head was also upright, looking like a young hedgehog. He had the heart to ask the orderly to send hot water to wash his face, but he couldn't keep up his spirits, he just thought about Beijing, Ye Chunhao and Lei Duli, and his comfortable little home.

When it was time for the meeting, he went to the conference room, and saw that there were only a few people in the room, who looked at him with staring eyes, as if they were stunned, and sat one by one twisting and twisting without moving, without any intention of getting up and saluting.

They looked at Zhang Jiatian, and Zhang Jiatian also looked at them intently-without asking, just from the surface, he decided that this was a group of unlucky shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

But then again, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals are also panting living people after all, and they are better than if they come. When Zhang Jiatian arrived at this time, he couldn't put on the prestige of the division commander, so he simply sat down on the wooden table in front of the room and asked, "Who is the biggest official here?"

The gang chattered and deliberated, and finally elected a regimental leader. The strength of this regiment commander is about the same as that of a battalion, and the regiment commander himself is forty or fifty years old, suffering from eye diseases, inflammation of the parotid glands, crooked neck, injuries on his feet, limping, and still suffering from gastrointestinal diseases, stomach pain, unable to straighten his waist. Zhang Jiatian looked at the old regiment leader, and wondered in his heart, and because the other party didn't respect him, he was also lazy to respect the other party, and asked: "It is said that Hong Xiaojiu is rich and strong, why are you so miserable?"

The regiment commander crooked his neck and grinned and replied, "I am later." ”

Zhang Jiatian didn't understand this, and after asking carefully, he realized that this miserable regiment leader was originally a bandit in the nearby mountains and was taken in by Hong Xiaojiu. The head of the regiment thought that he would have a backer from now on and could make great progress, but he knew that Hong Xiaojiu only gave him a letter of appointment from the head of the regiment, and took the opportunity to accept his mountain. The regiment commander couldn't make a living by eating paper letters of appointment, so he had to live a day without a day, and he didn't dare to ask Hong Xiaojiu for military salaries.

The biggest regimental commander of the official is like this, and Zhang Jiatian no longer asks about the rest of the people. He sat in front of this group of people in a daze, and the regiment commander made a few more trips to the hut in such a short time. Seeing this, Zhang Jiatian felt that this old man was strange and pitiful, and took out a few pills that Ye Chunhao brought to him and gave them to him: "Eat it! ”

The regiment commander took the pill and thanked him crookedly: "Alas, you little division commander, people are still weird." ”

Zhang Jiatian frowned, and also sighed: "You just praise me, go home and raise it!" Then he shook his hand forward: "Break up!

The old and sick went out in this room, and when the people were gone, the half-dead regiment commander came back quietly and asked him: "Master, do you have any money?"

Zhang Jiatian immediately became nervous: "What are you doing?"

The regiment commander whispered: "As long as you can pay me a military salary, I will take my brothers to do it with you! I can bring a few more people for you!"

Zhang Jiatian looked at him with no expression on his face: "Who are they? It can't be the gang that left just now, right?"

"No, no, they all have soldiers. ”

Zhang Jiatian made a thinking gesture, but he didn't have an idea in his heart. After making this gesture enough, he replied: "I have to ask the commander, you go back and wait for my news!"

After sending the miserable regiment commander away, Zhang Jiatian did not immediately send a telegram to Lei Du, but walked back and forth inside and outside the division headquarters with his hands behind his back. The division headquarters is a big tiled house, the house is not bad, but the yard is bare, and there are no flowers or plants at all. Zhang Jiatian looked at the current scenery with his eyes, and recalled all kinds of rich and noble situations in the marshal's mansion in his heart, and the fighting spirit in his heart was not at all, but he was so sad that he died and came back to life, and he couldn't stop sighing.

On this day, he was mixed up like this.

The next day, he squatted at the door with his hands in his hands, watching the ants on the ground move, thinking that he was here as if he didn't come, it was impossible to do a good job, looking at the current situation, he even had difficulty in doing badly - people don't care about you, how can you make waves?

After lunch, he sat in the room bored for a while, and saw that no one would come to visit his division commander, so he stood up and washed his face and clothes, and beckoned a few of his cronies: "Let's go, let's go out of the city for a walk, hunt along the way, and get some game to eat." What's the matter with sitting so stupidly?"

Although Wenxian is not small, it is limited after all, and Zhang Jiatian's group is young and strong, and they walked out of the city in a short time. There were both villages and mountains outside the city, and they really hit five big hares. Zhang Jiatian found a flat hill and planned to cage a fire and roast and eat the rabbit.

These people are not good at cooking, and just lighting a fire makes it like wolf smoke, which makes Zhang Jiatian cough. Wiping his tears and standing up, he walked to the high place where the wind was blowing to breathe in the fresh air—and suddenly rubbing his eyes vigorously, he noticed that there was something on the path below!

A few people in tattered gray clothes were shouting around an old man and a young man.

The gray-clothed men were carrying a broken gun behind their backs, which showed that they must be soldiers nearby, and the old and the young were dressed in neat cloth clothes, much more decent than the local villagers, and must have been passing travelers. Zhang Jiatian now hates the local team the most, and now when he sees the people in this team openly robbing in broad daylight, he immediately has the heart to draw a knife to help - it just so happens that he is now full of people and has all guns and ammunition, and he can make a very safe cameo appearance as a hero.

The dead rabbit was thrown on the ground, and he left it alone, and he led his brothers through the forest and ran down the hill as quickly as he ran, drawing his pistol as he ran, and when he rushed to the path down the mountain, he also raised his gun and aimed at the gray-clothed soldiers: "What are you doing?"

The soldiers were first startled by Zhang Jiatian's loud voice, and then saw that this group of people who fell from the sky were brightly dressed and all had pistols, and they lost a lot of momentum first. Zhang Jiatian saw that they showed a thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed cowardice, three points did not look like a human, and seven points looked like a ghost, and his heart became more and more disgusted, and he waved his pistol again and again and scolded: "Where did you come from a bunch of sons of bitches, whose subordinates are you? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will correct you on the spot?"

The soldiers looked at each other, hesitantly retreated, Zhang Jiatian saw it, and simply raised his gun and shot it into the sky: "Why don't you get out of here?!"

The soldiers did not say a word and immediately rolled out.

Zhang Jiatian won a big victory, and let out a little bad breath. Turning his head to look at the two shipwrecked travelers, he found that the old one was actually a middle-aged man with a flat head and a straight face, and as for the little one, it looked similar to his age, and it was not much younger.

"You two go!" he waved his pistol, "Don't come to this unfortunate place in the future." ”

The middle-aged man clenched his fist at him, opened his mouth and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Boss-"

He only said these two words, because a strange cry suddenly erupted from behind Zhang Jiatian: "Fire!

When everyone heard the sound, they looked up and saw a large puff of black smoke coming out of the hill where they had stayed before, and the air on the mountain had faintly changed color. Zhang Jiatian then remembered the fire and rabbits on the mountain, screamed in fright, and ran up the mountain with the people, and when he was halfway through the run, he saw that the situation was not good, turned around and fled down the mountain, at this time, the flame had already chased them quickly.

Zhang Jiatian and the others ran all the way until they ran for five or six miles before stopping. Thanks to the fact that these people were young, they stood still and gasped for three or two minutes, and then continued to run wildly, and fled back to the city in one go.

When these people returned to the division headquarters, the people of the unified people were panicked, and they did not know how far the fire would burn, and if it really burned so much, then how should the crime of arson and the mountain be counted? In autumn, the weather is dry and dry, and fires in the mountains and forests are also common. It was a thunderbolt that struck the trees. ”

Zhang Jiatian looked over and gasped in surprise: "Huh, you two also came back with us?"

The middle-aged man who had just spoken clasped his fist at him again: "I haven't thanked the boss for saving his life." ”

Zhang Jiatian waved his hand: "That's nothing." Since you have entered the city with us, stay in the city, for it is better to be in the city than outside. ”

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes." ”

Zhang Jiatian saw that this person had entered the division headquarters, and he was not restrained and nervous at all, as if he had seen the world, so he couldn't help but ask again: "What are you doing?

The middle-aged man replied, "I have run a few businesses, so I can be regarded as a trader!"

"So where are you going next? There's a train station here, there's a train, you can go and buy a ticket if you want to go, you can go at any time. ”

"Haha, the boss and I want to go together, I was going to get on the train back to Tianjin from here. ”

Zhang Jiatian's breath calmed down a little, and his curiosity took the opportunity to pop up: "What are you doing business? Why don't you have any goods around?"

"I'm not here for business. The middle-aged man replied kindly: "My hometown is in Yangzhuang, a hundred miles away, and I haven't been back for decades." ”

"Haven't been back for decades?" Zhang Jiatian looked him up and down: "How old are you?"

"It's past the year of confusion!"

Zhang Jiatian was a little impatient: "You talk well, how old are you?"

"Forty-two. ”

Zhang Jiatian asked again: "Then when are you leaving?"

"Then I'll have to look at the train tickets. ”

Zhang Jiatian panicked when he thought that he had set a fire all over the mountain—he had lived for more than 20 years, and he had never experienced such a big disaster.

"Okay, good!" he waved his hand, unable to talk: "You two can do it yourself!"