There was a wordless silence, Shao Lin's impassioned words were still in his ears, how could such a man with lofty ideals be suppressed at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Liu Yanzhi and Lei Meng couldn't understand it, perhaps, this is politics.

The driver didn't understand what they were saying, and even if he did, he would pretend to be confused and continue to drive honestly.

"Let's go around." The party patriotic instructed, once you come, you will be safe, look at the snow in the river 70 years ago, wander in the long river of history, there is a charm in the heart.

Chevrolet cars carrying guests from the 21st century drove on the snow-flaked central street, the statue of Sun Wen on the cross street was waving to everyone, it was dark early in winter, it was dusk at six o'clock, the streets were sparsely populated, and even the demonstrators took their business and went back to school.

Chuo-dori Street is the widest street and the most prosperous part of Omi City, except for here, most of the city is low-rise bungalows, and from a distance, it is a gray covered with snow, and in the ordinary alleys, a few stalks of dead grass grow the eaves, just like the people who are struggling to live in this troubled country.

The car drove slowly through the snow, and in front of it was a beautiful road, planted with maple trees on both sides, and behind the shade of the trees were scattered small cottages, but the sandbags and black heavy machine guns at the intersection were the scenery of Fenglin Road, where Chen Zikun, the former king of Jiangdong, and his generals lived.

The sentry raised his hand from a distance to signal, it was forbidden to pass here, the driver quickly turned around, and suddenly a small convoy came behind, starting with a Dodge ten-wheeled truck, with a BAR light machine gun on the front of the car, full of soldiers wearing steel helmets, carrying American-style Thomson submachine guns and M1 carbines, murderous, followed by two jeeps and two black sedans, white curtains hung in the car windows, I don't know which high-ranking official sat in it.

"It's a handsome team." The driver said that he was a little scared, the civilian vehicle turned around at the Fenglin intersection, and it would be troublesome if it was mistaken for an assassin by the guards, and the machine gun bullets did not have long eyes.

The three pairs of eyes in the car were staring at the two cars, and it was a coincidence that the curtain of one of the cars opened a corner, revealing a heroic and wise middle-aged face, a green tweed military uniform, meticulous style and discipline buttons, the collar was decorated with golden plum blossoms, and the shoulders were embellished with three gold stars.

"It's him." Dang Aiguo said, and then instructed the driver, "Let's go, go somewhere else." ”

Jinjiang City is so big, shopping around the Central Street, Yuejiang Tower, Huaijiang Iron Bridge, basically there is nothing to see, seeing that the sky is getting darker and darker, the driver cautiously reminded: "Sir, it's about to be curfew, do you want to go back or go somewhere else?" ”

During the rebellion, many cities implemented curfews, and those who went out at night without a pass were arrested by the police and the gendarmerie. ”

Back at the Suzaku Hotel, the three of them had dinner in the restaurant on the second floor, ordering Western food, steak and borscht, Chen Zikun had a White Russian mercenary under his hands, and their families brought Russian-style Western food to Omi, and the Western chefs of the Suzaku Hotel were all taught by the White Russians, absolutely authentic.

It's just that the common people outside can't eat, and the streets are full of hunger, but the high-end hotel is staggered, with bright lights, delicious food, light singing and dancing, and there are many American officers in military uniforms, and this meal is a little aggrieved.

"Don't go anywhere at night, don't make any extraneous trouble." Dang Aiguo wiped his mouth with a white napkin and said, it is the end of 1948, after the Huaihai Campaign, the victory and defeat of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party have been divided, and the peaceful liberation of Jiangdong is imminent.

Liu Yanzhi's careful thinking was broken, and he was a little embarrassed, he wanted to go out at night and beat up a few American soldiers or something, but now it seems that there is no play.

"I just want to go and be brave, there are many bad people." Liu Yanzhi explained.

"In Omijiang, under Chen Zikun's rule, the security is still good, and you don't need to make a move." Dang Aiguo smiled, his eyes full of fascination, "When I was a Ph.D., I read a lot of declassified files, and the US intelligence agencies planned to plant a time bomb on the Meiling to kill Chiang Kai-shek and help Chen Zikun become the president of the Republic of China. ”

"Why?" Liu Yan was puzzled.

"If you have time, read Professor Shao's "The Biography of Chen Zikun." Dang Aiguo said, "He is a real peerless countryman, but unfortunately he was born in the wrong era, three hundred years early, and there is nothing to do with the Manchu Dynasty." ”

Liu Yanzhi nodded: "Okay, I'll see it when I go back." ”

Dang Aiguo looked at his watch: "It's not early, go back and rest, and catch the train tomorrow morning." ”

Lei Meng said: "Professor, what time is it, there is no TV in the room, and there is no WiFi, so you can give us a chatter, popularize historical knowledge or something." ”

Dang Aiguo thought about it and agreed: "Okay, I'll tell you about Chen Zikun's four beautiful relatives, he is a big warlord, and he is handsome, so he married several wives, although concubines are allowed before liberation, and there is no limit to the number, but there can only be one wife, but our Chen Dashuai treats his wife equally, there is no distinction between a wife and a concubine, his first wife is called Yao Yilei, the daughter of the deputy minister of the Ministry of Communications of Beiyang, the second wife, is the famous town on the beach flower world Mr. Jianbing, the third wife, is Xia Xiaoqing, a martial arts heroine, the fourth wife is Lin Wenjing, a talented woman from Peking University, and Liu Ting, a female secretary who is as tender as water, but although there are many wives, the heirs are not prosperous, there is only one son, two daughters, and another son has been adopted......"

Lei Meng said: "Plus there are only five female secretaries, and other warlords in other families are at least a dozen aunts and wives or something, this Chen Dashuai is quite good at living, and he knows how to save." ”

Dang Aiguo said: "What do you know, there are a lot of confidants outside Chen Dashuai, and there are well-documented Tang Yan and Tang Ying sisters, New York Times reporter Catherine. Stanley, and ......" He looked around, and the guests at the other tables were chatting, and no one was noticing.

"Lao Chen and Song Meiling also have some inexplicable things." Dang Aiguo said in a low voice, "This is verified by Professor Shao, and I can't be sure of the authenticity." ”

Lei Meng said: "I know why he is not as happy as he wants, because he cuckolded Lao Jiang, hahaha." ”

The party patriotically knocked on the table: "Pay attention to the impact, this is the Kuomintang in 1948, you don't want to die." ”

Lei Meng hurriedly coughed dryly, suppressed his laughter, and said: "Chen Zikun is over half a hundred years old, his wife is so beautiful, and his two daughters must be big beauties." ”

Dang Aiguo said: "His eldest daughter is almost in her early twenties this year, and the youngest daughter is only ten years old, and she has not yet developed. ”

Lei Meng said: "That Chen Zikun's son-in-law is which unlucky guy and lucky one, I found such a rich and powerful old man, a charming wife, and I am really painful and happy to use literary and artistic expressions." ”

Dang Aiguo said: "Chen Yan never married, in 1967 Chen Zikun and his old brothers defected, Chen Yan was busy with the last operation, did not catch the plane, and later Premier Zhou came forward to protect her, but was still assigned to a leprosy village, at that time she was forty years old, worked for a period of time, did not survive to the chaos anyway and died, the local temple dedicated to her is still left, all say that she is the Nine Heavens Xuannu descended to earth, as for the youngest daughter Chen Jiao, later found a famous musician, there is nothing to say. ”

Lei Meng said with a look of fascination: "I want to go and see what I said." ”

Dang Aiguo said: "Forget it, Fenglin Road is heavily guarded, and now is an extraordinary period, before you get close, you will be beaten into a sieve, even if you get in, the Chen family is not good at stubble, whether it is a female dependent, a servant, a cook, or a driver, they will all shoot, during the warlord melee, the head of the Jiangdong Police Department, Mai Zilong, mutinied Chen, and thousands of policemen besieged the Shuai Mansion, Chen Zikun was not in Omi at the time, it was his wives who led the guards to fight with the enemy in a bloody battle, and the corpses were killed all over the field, you dare to provoke such a person?" ”

Lei Meng sneered: "I'm just talking about it." ”

Dang Aiguo said: "I'm done, go back to sleep." ”

The three of them went back to their rooms to sleep, they lived in three rooms side by side, European-style furniture, iron frame beds, and a bathroom with a bathtub in the room, hot water supply 24 hours a day, in the forties it could be described as a high-class room, Liu Yan went straight to the window, opened the curtains, outside was a lonely neon, the most prosperous places in Omi City were here, but at this time there were no pedestrians on the street, only the fortress made of sandbags in the middle of the street, against the backdrop of large Hollywood movie posters and Coca-Cola advertisements next to it, it looked out of place.

Although Liu Yanzhi did not interject, he was quite emotional, and he had a strong interest in this legendary figure and his legendary family members.

Liu Yanzhi dressed in a short costume, opened the window and climbed out, and two minutes later landed in the back alley of the Suzaku Hotel, the snow was already very thick, and it creaked when he stepped on it, so that if he walked out in a grand manner, the footprints would betray him to the patrolling gendarmes.

It's time to try the kung fu of stepping on the snow without a trace, Liu Yanzhi secretly thought, that time to 1900, Xia Feixiong, the founder of Yanzimen, passed on a set of secret weapons and light skills to himself, which is said to be the secret of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei.

In the snowy night, a figure walked on the rooftop and ran towards the Marshal's Mansion on Fenglin Road.

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