Li Guangyuan drove into Yan'an. As he walked through the town, he slowed down at a traffic light as several children walked by. They ate steamed buns with meat as they walked. At this point, the operator began to cry.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Guangyuan asked.

"Nothing," replied the operator, "I saw peace at last, but he could no longer see it."

"But for the little boy, all the terrible things are over now," Li Guangyuan repeated, "and the same is true for the little girl."

He wanted to say a few words of comfort to the operator gently, and his heart was full of tenderness, but he did not know how to express it in words. How many times did he silently utter those gentle, calm, staccato words, the unspoken words that he had said to his wife that had been repeated many times, either into poetry or into a guilt that never erupted, but which sometimes disturbed him.

"I should only think about the future," Mr. Li said, but he immediately realized that he had said something very stupid and useless.

"There is no future without the past," the operator replied, wiping away his tears, "forgive me, I know how difficult it is to comfort a woman who is crying bitterly"

"It doesn't matter if you cry, the main thing is that for us, it's all over, it's all gone..."

Good intentions

Li Guangyuan was wrong. After meeting with Shi in Yan'an, he understood that his work was not over, on the contrary, it was only the beginning. He listened to the recording of the conversation and immediately understood this. The tape was obtained by the teacher through a confidant of the former prime minister. The two enemies talked like good friends, and their attention was clearly focused on "the danger of Russia."

1. I don't think they will report their contacts with the Guards to their own government. Presumably, he only reported to his own government about his contacts with Wang's "political enemies." Whether it is Mei Sipin or Zhan Guoqiang, they do not belong to this kind of person.

2. Wang has stated more than once that the goal of the United States, like all other countries in the anti-violence alliance, is to urge Japan to surrender unconditionally. However, Wang Wei is talking about compromise and even advocating the preservation of some of the systems of violentism. This can be seen in the recordings of the conversations.

3. Any alliance is premised on good faith between the member states of the alliance. Sometimes I thought that Wang Wei might have conducted such talks in order to test the intentions of the Japanese, but I was immediately compelled to contradict myself, for it was clear to any scout that such contact was beneficial to the Japanese and that Wang Wei was at his disadvantage, that is, the Germans learned more about the position of the United States from the contact, and Wang Wei had less knowledge of the position and intentions of the Japanese in comparison.

4. I even think that Wang Wei's scouts have already begun to "sow discord" with the Germans. However, the newspapers and periodicals in Shanghai openly claimed that Wang Wei was Japan's personal representative. Is it possible that the president's personal representative is personally organizing the "sowing of discord"?

The conclusion is either that certain groups in the West are playing duplicitous, or that Wang Wei is about to betray the interests of the United States, which is a member of the alliance.

It is proposed that the allies must be made aware that we have been informed of the talks that took place in Switzerland. I intend to convey new details of Wang's talks with the Japanese side held here in the near future through reliable contacts. However, I do not think that this kind of conversation is the kind of structured and planned talks that diplomats know. I call this kind of engagement individual negotiations. The urgency of the situation necessitated the adoption of some urgent measures in order to salvage the alliance and finally free it from the sowing of discord from both sides.

After this urgent information was sent to the headquarters, Li Guangyuan drove to the lake. He wanted to enjoy some peace and solitude there. His mood had never been so bad as it was now; He felt spiritually empty and exhausted.

He remembered what a terrible feeling he had endured on June 22, 1941. London was silent all day. He remembers how relieved he was when he heard Churchill speak on the radio. Although the motherland was subjected to extremely severe tests in the summer of 1939, Li Guangyuan was convinced (and his belief was not based on religious fanaticism, but as a reasonable inference) that victory was inevitable, no matter how difficult the road to victory was. No great power can withstand a war fought on two battlefields.

The genius is a genius because his various goals are consistent and his actions are logical. Wang Pseudo lives in a world of illusions of his own making, and his unsupervised arrogance is destined to lead to national tragedy.

After returning from the border region, Li Guangyuan attended a reception held by the embassy. The atmosphere of the reception was very grand. The faces of the guests were filled with joy, the huge medals on the chests of the generals shimmered with a faint brilliance, and the Romanian sweet wines modeled after the champagne recipe were bubbling and the enthusiastic speeches established the invincible military cooperation between Japan and Romania. At this moment, Li Guangyuan felt as if he was on a lowly burlesque stage, where those who had seized power were staging a real-life mythological drama, and they did not feel that they were detached from reality and doomed to failure.

According to Li Guangyuan, Japan, which was held back by the Soviet Union and Britain (Li Guangyuan believed that the United States would also enter the war in the near future), had signed its own death sentence.

For Li Guangyuan, the suffering of Minsk, the Valley of Women or Coventry is common, and those who fought against the aggression are his comrades-in-arms. In Guangdong and Fujian, he twice risked the rescue of American scouts without anyone's instruction or request. He rescued his comrades, merely fulfilling his duties as a soldier.

He was proud of Eisenhower and Montgomery's colleagues when they crossed the Strait of La Manche to save Paris, and he rejoiced when Stalin came to the aid of the Allies during Hitler's gang invasion of the Ardennes. He believed that our vast and small world, exhausted by war, betrayal, death and hatred, would now finally have lasting peace and tranquility, and that children would forget the sound of blackout pieces of paper when the lights were turned on, and adults would forget children's coffins.

Li Guangyuan did not want to believe in the possibility of collusion between the Japanese war elements and the Allies alone, no matter what form such collusion may be, and he would not believe it until he himself encountered it face to face.

Li Guangyuan can understand what prompted Zhan Guoqiang and his followers to carry out this kind of collusion in order to save their lives and fear of bearing responsibility; Yet these purely personal motives were disguised in lofty rhetoric to save Western civilization against the Bolshevik invasion. Li Guangyuan knew all this very well in his heart, and he believed that Zhan Guoqiang's move was wise and the only feasible for violent elements. However, no matter how much he tried to take an impartial view, he still could not understand Wang's position, because the fact of meeting with those people directly affected the unity of the allies.

"What if Wang Wei is not a politician, or even a politician?" Li Guangyuan continued to think, he sat on a bench by the lake, hunched over, pulled down the cap to cover his eyes, at this time he felt more lonely than usual, "If he is indeed an adventurous gambler, what should he do then?" Of course, he may not like his homeland, he may be afraid of the Bolsheviks, but he should understand that to bring the United States into conflict with us means to push the world into the most terrible war that has ever been seen in the history of mankind. Could it be that the beastly hatred is so strong in this generation that they always look at peace with some trite views? Could it be that those decrepit politicians and cunning scouts can really push us to go head-to-head with the Americans? ”

Li Guangyuan stood up because a biting cold wind was blowing on the lake. He felt chills all over his body and went back to the car.

He drove his car to the hotel where the professor was staying. The professor once wrote in a postcard that "shortbread is quite famous here".

The hotel was deserted, and almost all the tenants had gone to the mountains. The cherry blossom season is coming to an end. During these weeks, the skin will be tanned with a unique tan, and it can be maintained for a long time, so some people who are in some conditions go to the mountains. There is also unmelted snow there.

"Can I give a few books to the professor from the north, I can't think of his name," Li Guangyuan asked the hotel's janitor.

"The professor from out of town jumped from the window and fell to his death"

"When?"

"It looks like the morning before yesterday. You know, he went out and was happy, but he never came back."

"It's a pity that a friend of mine, who is also a scholar, asked me to pass on a few books to him and then pick up the books that the professor borrowed from him."

"Call the police. His stuff is there. They will return your book to yours"

"Thank you," Li Guangyuan replied, "I'll do it."

He drove his car down the street where the secret contact point was located. There is a pot of flowers on the windowsill, which is a signal for the alarm. Li Guangyuan understood.

"I thought he was a coward," he recalls. He suddenly imagined the usually silent, thin and frail professor jumping from the window. He thought to himself what fear he had endured in the last seconds of his life if he was going to get out of here as soon as possible and kill himself here without compromise, when of course, the agents of 76 were chasing him. Maybe they knew that he would not confess and deliberately created the illusion of suicide for him?

As soon as the radio operator and the children fell asleep in the hotel room, Li Guangyuan took two sleeping pills and hurried to the car to meet with the teacher. He barely slept for the past few days. The meeting was agreed upon by him by phone in advance.

The teacher asked, "I didn't dare to talk about my relatives in the morning. Now I have to ask how they are, how is my sister? ”

"Do you remember her handwriting?"

"Of course"

He handed the teacher an envelope. The teacher read the text message again, "Dear brother, thank you for your kindness and care for us. Now we live in the mountains, where we have escaped the horrors of the bombing. We stayed in a farmer's house, the children helped them take care of the cows, we had food and drink, and there was a sense of full security. May the bodhisattva's blessing and may your unexpected misfortune end soon. Your sister. ”

"What kind of misfortune?" The teacher asked, "What is she referring to?" ”

"I had to tell her about your arrest in front of her, and my identity is not Li Guangyuan, but your student. Here is her address, and when it's all over, you can find them. It's a picture of them, now you can probably believe it."

Li Guangyuan handed the teacher a small photo for contact. He took a few photos in the mountains, but the weather was bad at the time, so the results of the photos were quite poor. The teacher looked at the photo for a long time, and then said to him, "Generally speaking, even without this photo, I believe you, why are you so thin?" ”

"God knows. A little tired. What do you think? What else is the news? ”

"There is some news, but I am not in a position to comment on them. Either you don't believe in the world anymore, or you should become a shameless. The Americans have already begun negotiations with the Guards. They can trust Zhan Guoqiang. ”

"What basis do you have? Who did you get these materials from? What documents do you have? Otherwise, if all you have is some rumors, then we will fall prey to the rumors that are being spread in secret."

"Alas," replied the teacher, "I would very much like to believe that the Americans did not negotiate with Zhan Guoqiang's men." However, you have already read the material I have forwarded to you. Now this is," he said, handing Li Guangyuan several pages of official paper with dense round handwriting.

Hello Wang, gentlemen.

Greetings from everyone, good day

Wang Wei and my colleagues are here to preside over the negotiations.

I am very pleased that Wang's negotiations were conducted in such a representative manner.

The phrase "representative way" is difficult to translate into English.

Wang Wei (said with a smile) I can see that Chang Kaishen played the role of interpreter in this meeting

I don't think it's necessary to call my peers by their real names just yet. I can tell, however, that the fact that the senior officers of the Guard did not make any personal demands when they began negotiations with the enemy made the best impression on me and my friends.

Wang's personal request is to fight for peace for the people.

An unfamiliar voice was a soldier's answer.

What's new with you during this time?

Wang Weiwei Li Guangyuan was recalled, which is the most unpleasant news.

Mei Sipin, you think this may be

In my opinion, none of the people who were urgently recalled had any good results.

Mei SipinJudging from the materials we have, Li Guangyuan was recalled in order to accept a new appointment as the general secretary of the Western Front.

Wang: I have heard about this, but the information has not been confirmed for the time being.

Mespine will be confirmed, and in the near future.

Wang Wei, since this is the case, maybe you can tell me about Wu Sibao's successor?

Meth PinYes, I can name his successor. He is Chang Kaishen.

Wang: I don't know about this person.

Mei Sipin: What do you think of him?

Wang Wei was not a diligent and reliable soldier.

Mei Sipin: I think that the vast majority of generals in the army can now give such an evaluation.

Wang Wei: These people are true patriots.

At least, I have not had direct contact with the generals.

Wang Wei, and Li Guangyuan has not come into contact with him?

As a deputy in the Air Force, Mei Sipin had direct contact with almost all military commanders at this level.

Wang Wei did not suggest that you meet with him, persuade him to surrender on the Western Front, and try to agree to surrender at the same time in Tokyo, what do you think of our suggestion?

Mei Sipin: This is a risky step.

Wang Wei, aren't we all taking risks?

An unfamiliar voice, at the very least, your contact with them on the Western Front will help to form a clear and concrete impression of whether he agrees to surrender or not.

Wang had already agreed to surrender in Italy, so why should he betray his decision there?

When will you be able to visit him on the Western Front?

Wang: I have been notified to return to Shanghai, but I have postponed my trip because we have agreed to meet

Mei Sipin said, you can fly to Tokyo immediately after returning to Nanjing?

Wang Wei: Yes. In principle, it is possible, but...

Mei Sipin: I see what you mean. You are indeed at great risk; Probably, you're taking on a much bigger risk than all of us.

However, since this is the case, I don't think there is any other way.

An unfamiliar voice has a way.

Shosa Noda, you are the initiator of the negotiations. However, there are probably people in Shanghai who will support you. This can allow you to find a reason to visit him.

If you are worried first and foremost about the fate of the country, in the current situation it is somehow in your hands.

Of course, this truth makes me indifferent.

Mei Sipin; Can you consider yourself willing to visit the Western Front?

Wang Wei: Yes.

Mei Sipin: Do you think it's possible to convince that side to surrender?

Wang: I don't believe in that.

Mei Sipin; So, other generals will follow his example?

Wang Wei will wait until I return to Nanjing.

In the case of the vacillation of the military, can you have an impact on the events here?

Wang Wei: Yes. It goes without saying that if necessary, you must meet with the general, either here or in Nanking.

If you feel it is appropriate to do so, we are willing to make such contact with them. When are you expected to be able to come back from over there?

Wang Wei, I hope everything goes well.

I wish everything well.

An unfamiliar voice, we all wish everything well.

If all goes well, I will be back here in a week's time, and I will bring you and Noda the exact date of the surrender of the western Japanese army. Our troop cluster stationed in Nanking will announce its surrender before this moment.

Noda Shaosa, may I ask how many people are being held in your prison?

Wang Wei's prison in Nanjing is holding tens of thousands of people.

What will happen to them in the near future?

Wang Wei had already given the order to kill them.

Will this order be implemented in your absence?

Wang didn't know.

Can Mei Sipin do something to stop this order from being implemented?

Wang Weizhan Guoqiang will take over my job. I believe in Him as much as I believe in myself. I solemnly assure you that this order will not be implemented.

Mr. Noda, let's go out on the terrace, where I see a table set up. It would be pleasant to continue the conversation there, it's too stuffy here

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That night, the operator set off for Wuhan with his two children, but the station was quiet, empty, and flooded with heavy rain. The locomotive spews smoke listlessly, making intermittent rhythmic thuds. The wet asphalt road floats with the reflection of the street lamps in a zigzag way. The newspaper operator kept crying, because once the extreme tension of these days had relaxed, her husband would come to her and refuse to leave for a moment. She saw in a trance that he had been standing behind the radio in the corner of the house, still the same old way, and in those days, when he didn't have a chance to get in touch with Yan'an, he always liked to fix those radio and record machines

Li Guangyuan sat in a small restaurant on the station, leaning against the wide glass window, from which he could see the entire train.

"Sir, what to eat?" The smiling chubby waitress asked.

"Please have a fried mein and a cup of hot tea"

"Longjing?"

"No, I want to drink Lu'an melon chips."

"They don't drink melon slices here," Li Guangyuan thought to himself, "but in our place, people love to drink it." It's not far away, so there are many varieties of tea; People don't drink melon slices much. It seems that this place in Jiangnan is really good. Whether it's for an individual or a country, it's only after many years that you suddenly understand that when you can drink the dragon well, the main thing is that you ignore the past. No, it's terrible to be neutral forever. To hell with it. How is it possible to remain neutral? If we don't crush the Japanese offensive in Nanking, then he will definitely occupy it, and then the neutral position will be finished with Obilongjing"

"Sir, this is Longjing. It is slightly more expensive because this tea is not included in the price list. ”

Li Guangyuan suddenly laughed.

"Well," he said, "and that's okay. Thank you."

The train started slowly. He looked past the windows of the car in front of him, but he didn't see the operator's face. Probably she hid in the box with her child like a mouse.

He watched the departing train and stood up from behind the dining table. He didn't finish the fried noodles in the end, and only drank a cup of Longjing in a hurry.

Zhan Guoqiang is scheduled to meet with the British Ambassador, Mr. Achebaled Kyle, at 8 p.m. in the conference hall.

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