Chapter 3: Heaven and Earth (Part 12b)

"It's okay to go to the meeting." Zhang Songling frowned, the other party's stubbornness is a little unadaptable, although the punishment of a major demerit will be written in the file, but it can be revoked in the future according to the situation, and the impact on the party will not be reflected in the obvious place, and if it is reviewed in public at the meeting of all cadres, it will seriously hit the prestige of the party, make him lose his weight in speaking for a long time in the future, and even seriously affect the performance of the duties of the political commissar.

"If you did something wrong, you have to admit it." Fang Guoqiang could obviously guess what Zhang Songling was worried about, smiled, and said very firmly: "I don't even have the courage to dare to act, what kind of ** member, this matter is so decided, even if I act arbitrarily once, you, as the captain, must support my work." ”

"Okay, okay, okay, then do as you say." Hearing that he had moved out the division of responsibilities between the two, Zhang Songling had no choice but to surrender, "But you must also be realistic, and you can't take everything on yourself!"

"That's nature!" Fang Guoqiang smiled again and nodded lightly, "Don't worry, I will stick to the principles that should be adhered to, and I will never make unprincipled compromises." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Songling was stunned again, some couldn't keep up with the other party's train of thought, in terms of leading troops to fight, he thought that he was not inferior to anyone in the same age, but for the daily handling of government affairs and the ideological construction of the team members, it was far inferior.

Fang Guoqiang organized his language and said in a low voice: "I admit that the matter of Brother Long and Siqin was handled by me in a rough way, but I think that the organizational discipline within our guerrillas, as well as the daily work style of individuals, still need to be strengthened. ”

This turn of events was big, so that Zhang Songling instantly began to wonder if the words he heard before were from the mouth of the same person, Fang Guoqiang understood the change in the expression on his face, smiled, and continued to add: "I know that everyone calls us coffin, and I also know that the situation on the grassland is special, and the requirements for the brothers should not be too strict, isn't there such a sentence, 'The infantry is tight, the cavalry is loose, and the scouts are slippery,', but have you thought about it, what is the foothold of our guerrillas on the grassland, in terms of sufficient troops, The firepower is excellent, we are not as good as the little devils, in terms of blood and kinship, strong financial resources, we are not as good as those old Mongolian nobles, and even the Kuomintang is here, they have an advantage over us, people still occupy the name of a central government, and they can make wishes everywhere, but what about us, what else do we have in our hands besides faith, if we can't do the order and prohibition, if we can't do nothing to the people, we can't do the ancient Yuejia army and the Qi family army like "freeze to death and don't demolish the house, starve to death and don't loot", why should the people support us, Just by virtue of fighting bravely, there is no mercy in killing little devils, so where is the difference between us and Zhou Heicarbon's ** battalion, why should people put a good regular army, and run to you to endure hardships and suffer from the guerrillas who have no name. ”

The reason why Fang Guoqiang has been emphasizing discipline, style, and rules of the guerrillas and base areas in the past year or so is not only because he is dogmatic and rigid, but because he wants to build the guerrillas into a different division of kings, and he is sincerely planning for the long-term sake of the entire guerrilla force, but the gap between the original intention and the result is also different

"Report." Just as he was about to remind the other party tactfully, the sound of a report outside the door interrupted the discussion between the two, "Captain, political commissar, Brother Long has woken up, Brother Long has really woken up." ”

"Ah, let's get over here." Neither Zhang Songling nor Fang Guoqiang continued their previous words, rushed out of the house one after the other, and rushed to the guerrillas' big ward.

Since being pulled back from the ghost gate by the old scar, Zhao Tianlong has been in a semi-comatose state, occasionally waking up and drinking a few sips of ginseng soup, and then he will fall asleep again, and he has no strength to communicate with anyone, and now his situation has finally improved greatly, how can he not let the entire guerrilla team be ecstatic.

Not only were the guerrillas excited, but the guest Zhou Heitan, who came from afar, was also so happy that he was incoherent, obviously seeing Si Qin holding Zhao Tianlong's hand with one hand, his face was full of tears, but he still didn't think that the space in the ward was narrow, he snatched the other hand and pulled it tightly, and said with a babbling in his mouth: "I just said, your life is so hard, how can you go to see Lord Yama so early, just wake up, just wake up, let's eat something, it won't take two months, we can kill the little devil together again, orderly, Where are the orderlies, you guerrillas don't even have a single orderly, why don't you hurry up and serve medicine porridge to Brother Long. ”

"Alright, just count what you can say." Zhang Songling happened to walk to the door, shook his head, and counted with a smile.

"Am I not happy, happy?" Zhou Heitan was said to be very embarrassed, and his eyes fell on Fang Guoqiang's face behind Zhang Songling, and he quickly raised the corners of his mouth, and sneered in a low voice: "Happy from the bottom of my heart, unlike some people, I wish Brother Long would never wake up." ”

"Kuroko, what nonsense are you talking about, no one will sell you as a dumb person." Before Zhang Songling could speak, Zhao Tianlong was already angry, raised his hand and pushed Zhou Heitan, scolded in a low voice, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang, smiled, and continued: "Fatty, old Fang, let the two of you work hard. ”

"What are these words?" Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang said in unison, "You can wake up, we are all happy, and my family still says that it is hard or not." ”

"Even though it's my own family, I have to say what I need to say." Zhao Tianlong shook his head weakly, his voice was full of exhaustion, "I discussed with Si Qin just now, in view of the limited conditions we have here, it is not very convenient for her to run around every day as a woman, so next, we plan to go back to the palace to recuperate." ”

"Yes, I've ordered someone to go back and get the best carriage, so that I can put him in the carriage and take him all the way home." As if he was afraid that Zhang Songling would not agree, Si Qin quickly added without waiting for Zhao Tianlong's words to fall.

"This?" Zhang Songling was caught off guard again, and muttered in response, "There is no doctor in the palace, I have already sent a telegram to the military division with the old party, and I am going to send you to Bethune International Hospital for treatment, and you will return to the palace at this time."

"Brother Long now, how can he travel far away." Before he could finish speaking, Si Qin interrupted first, "I've already thought about it, send a telegram to General Fu Zuoyi's side, and see if he can send a doctor over with equipment, if it really doesn't work, you can also send someone to Chongqing to ask for a doctor, anyway, it's just a matter of spending some money, and there won't be any danger on the road." ”

"This,." Zhang Songling frowned, the good life committee will not go, Si Qin is the Mongolian prince canonized by the Chongqing government, according to common sense, her request, the latter should be considered, however, the doctors of Bethune International Hospital, who put the Eighth Route Army, do not need to, but they are willing to seek the near and far, for Zhao Tianlong, the deputy captain, I am afraid it is somewhat unreasonable.

Just as he was about to discuss it with Si Qin more carefully, Fang Guoqiang suddenly touched his hand from the side and gestured in the direction of the hospital bed with his gaze, "I think Si Qin's idea is very good, at least you don't have to risk passing through the territory of the devils and the puppet army, besides, the palace is so close to the guerrillas, if there is something, we can call Brother Long back at any time." ”

"Oh, too." Zhang Songling's eyes fell on Fang Guoqiang's gesture position, and responded casually, there is no need to discuss with Si Qin anymore, she and Zhao Tianlong have already given the best answer, on the edge of the hospital bed, two hands one big and one small fingers are interlocked, since the moment Zhao Tianlong woke up, they have never been separated, and in the future, they will never be separated again.

"According to the latest meeting minutes released by the superiors, there is no obstacle to the marriage of the two of you, and I will send a traffic officer to send the report to the military subdivision in a moment, and I believe it will be approved soon." Seeing the clenched hands, the expression on Fang Guoqiang's face softened for a moment, nodded and smiled.

"Really," he said. Si Qin was surprised and delighted, jumped up, and asked loudly.

"If you don't believe it, go ask Captain Zhang." Fang Guoqiang nodded and responded with a smile.

"What Commissar Fang said is all true, and I can testify." Zhang Songling also nodded, his face full of envy, "If the two of you are willing, everyone in the guerrillas wants to go to your wedding." ”

"Yes, yes." As if afraid that Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang would regret it, Si Qin nodded desperately, "As soon as Brother Long gets better, we will get married immediately, and when the time comes, please all of you go to the wedding and go to the palace, good wine is enough, Brother Long, Brother Long, what do you say?" ”

"You're done, what else am I going to say." Zhao Tianlong patted the back of her hand lovingly, whispered disgusted, walked between life and death, his whole person lost a lot of weight, and the rough color on his face was also reduced a lot, replaced by a touch of gentleness that can never be melted away.

"you, when did people stop you talking, except this time, people don't listen to you for everything." Si Qin's face suddenly turned red, and he gathered his fingers into tweezers and squeezed the back of Zhao Tianlong's hand.

"Alas, people don't listen to you for everything." Zhou Hei Carbon suddenly cocked his orchid fingers, held his throat, and learned his tongue tiredly.

"Damn." Si Qin raised his hand to fight, but was quickly dodged by Zhou Heitan, and then gently bowed his waist, laughed and rushed out of the ward door, "Brother Long, Brother Long, my sister-in-law beat me, do you help me or help her." ”

"Hehehehehe", except for Siqin, who was red-faced, everyone else in the room laughed, and in an instant, the entire ward was filled with sunshine.

"Congratulations, Brother Long." After laughing, Fang Guoqiang couldn't bear to see Si Qin continue to be embarrassed, walked to the bed, patted Zhao Tianlong on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

"Congratulations, Brother Long." Zhang Songling nodded at Zhao Tianlong first, and then walked out with a smile, he went alone for half his life, Brother Long finally found a foothold in life, as a friend, how could he not feel lucky for the other party,.

Only Zhou Hei Carbon, who had just successfully "gasped" Si Qin, was proud, raised his foot, and wanted to go in to continue the gag, one foot had just crossed the threshold, but Zhang Songling pulled it out by the collar, "The ward is too narrow, Heizi, let's go outside for a walk." ”

"How narrow is it, there are three beds that are empty, empty" Zhou Heitan was not satisfied at first, and then his voice became lower and lower, lower and lower, and finally, with a smile, he broke free from Zhang Songling's control, rushed to the front of the house, and pulled up the door from the outside.

At this moment, the edge is indeed too narrow for any idlers.