Chapter 2 Out of the Plug (2 II)

The Japanese invaders have hit their hometown, and now the entire territory of Shandong has fallen into the hands of devils. Although he had known about this through the newspaper in advance, after it was confirmed from his playmates who grew up together, Zhang Songling's heart still twitched. "Am I bothering my father, how is his old man now? What about my eldest brother, what happened to him from the devil? ”

"The old club and the eldest young master are fine." Zhao Renyi hesitated for a moment and decided not to tell Zhang Songling the truth, lest he be too worried, "The old club was blown by the wind when he was taking a bath last month, and his body was a little uncomfortable. The eldest young master was afraid that others would not be able to take care of the old club after he left, so he asked me to run outside the plug for him. The people over there in Lucheng have seen your grave, so the devils and traitors didn't take the initiative to come to the door to find trouble with the old club! ”

"It's okay! It's okay! Zhang Songling's heart hanging in his throat finally fell back into his stomach, let out a sigh, and said in a low voice: "Since everyone thinks I'm dead, I won't go home for the time being." lest the devil and the traitor know and find trouble with my father again! ”

"The Third Young Master really can't go back. I'll also tell Tiger Head and Bad Guy that they're not allowed to leak the news that you're still alive! Zhao Renyi nodded and added in a low voice. The third young master will also write a letter to the old man in a while to report his safety to the old man's family. Maybe he will be happy when he receives the letter, and he will be cured of his illness immediately! ”

"Well, I'll write it right away!" Zhang Songling pulled out a chair and sat down, habitually touching the upper coat pocket, but did not touch the pen.

"Use this, this one was given to me by the eldest young master!" Zhao Renyu quickly handed over a half-new Shanghai-made tap fountain pen, and then quickly laid out the paper.

When he picked up the pen, Zhang Songling immediately had a lot of thoughts. For a long time, I didn't think about how to write this letter. Tell your father that you're going to hunt down the enemy outside the city? Or did he tell his father that he would continue to serve in the army and fight for his life every day in the rain of bullets? Wouldn't that make the old man even more sad?! But if he made up a lie, he couldn't explain why he appeared in Zhangjiakou, the only way to go to Saiwai, and he couldn't explain why he didn't even entangle, and he had to embezzle it from the family's money!

"Alas!" With a gentle probing breath, he put down his pen and decided to face these problems again after a while, "Sixth brother, you haven't told me yet, why do people in my family think I'm dead?" ”

"Alas! It's not that the bastard commanders in your army are mistaken! Zhao Renyi looked out again and closed the doors and windows, "Last winter, it was probably November. The provincial government suddenly sent an official to our city of Lucheng, saying that he wanted to give a medal to the hero's family. Then he stuffed a piece of broken iron into the hands of his old club......"

When it comes to the collapse of the national government, Zhao Renyi is full of evil fire. But combining his words with the actual situation he knew, Zhang Songling could barely figure out why he had become a dead man in his hometown!

It turned out that after the Battle of Niangzi Pass, the soldiers and horses from all walks of life were defeated. It wasn't until they retreated into Henan and Shandong that they remembered to count their losses. Zhang Songling's special service group has made great achievements, and he himself is a hero who has received the personal attention of Deputy Commander Huang, so it is naturally impossible to be sloppy. But all the people who evacuated Niangzi Pass alive, including the commanders of the 27th Division, couldn't remember where everyone had left this rising star. I only remember that at that time, the commander of the special service regiment Lao Gou pulled out his gun and committed suicide, and everyone stepped forward to help rescue with red eyes, and they didn't notice who stole a small captain and company commander.

There was also a group of wounded soldiers who were robbed and killed by the Japanese on the way to retreat, and all the little devils, regardless of their official positions, were stabbed to death in the woods with bayonets, and none of them were spared. Therefore, the officer in charge of counting the casualties thought that Lieutenant Zhang had died at the hands of the devil seven or eight times out of ten, and entered his name into the list of the dead.

The Nationalist Government was lavishingly commending the secret service group for its achievements in defending the walnut orchard, and when it learned that the hero had died a heroic martyrdom, it posthumously awarded him a Baoding Medal in accordance with Deputy Commander Huang's previous recommendation and Lieutenant Zhang's "life" exploits. And posthumously awarded the rank of major, together with the medal, sent to the Shandong Provincial Government, asking the provincial government to send a special person to the door to mourn, in order to mourn the hero's death.

As a result, Zhang Songling was regarded as a key propaganda target by Lucheng County and trumpeted. Although the old owner Zhang Youcai was sad that his son died tragically, for the sake of the scenery that had never been seen at home, he endured his grief, chose a feng shui treasure outside the city, and bought a tall mound for his son.

Soon, the Japanese invaded Shandong, and Chairman Han Fuqu, who had been heroic for half his life, fled without a fight. Lucheng, Jinan and other places along the railway line quickly fell. Although the Zhang family had just lost a son not long ago, they were "a blessing in disguise" and were not implicated in any way because their family members participated in the anti-Japanese team.

"The officials of the provincial government and the county government all ran away before the devils arrived. The owner said that although the devil was vicious, he also had to wear shoes to eat, so he didn't run to the countryside with the group. Later, the little devil posted a notice to the people, telling all shops to open as usual, otherwise they would be punished for the crime of gangsterry. Our family made a small profit because it reopened early. But the devils collect taxes very strictly, and they have knowledgeable Goryeo sticks to help them, which makes everyone's life more and more difficult! Zhao Renyi's words came one after another, slowly pulling Zhang Songling's thoughts back to reality.

"It's not good, but it's okay. It's better to have a business to do than to sit and eat! ”

"The third young master is right! The old club told me the same thing in the spring! Zhao Renyi nodded again and again, taking Zhang Songling's words seriously.

At this moment, Zhang Songling's mind was not on business at all, he thought about it, and continued to ask, "How many places are you going to go this time?" Did you bring a good citizen certificate? ”

"Take a walk along the desert and buy felt, cashmere and deer antler velvet. But the main thing is to go to Abaga Left Banner, which is Mobei. There is a prince over there, who asked someone to bring a letter last winter, asking the old owner to help him buy a batch of brick tea and silk, saying that he wanted to welcome his relatives! ”

"Lord Wang?" Zhang Songling was stunned again, and asked casually, "When is it, there is still a prince!" ”

"Hey, that's a long time coming!" Zhao Renyi patiently explained to Zhang Songling, "It is said that in order to make the Mongols serve the death force, Kangxi sealed hundreds of princes and beizi in one go. Then when he arrived in the Republic of China, President Yuan didn't want to do much, so he pinched his nose and recognized the officials of the previous dynasty! ”

"I'm afraid it's all about dividing and disintegrating them!" Zhang Songling smiled and shook his head slightly. If it is really as Zhao Liuzi said, there are hundreds of princes on the grassland at the same time. The population under the jurisdiction of each prince is probably not more than one county. If the princes fight a few battles with each other because of trivial matters, whether it is the emperor of the Qing Dynasty or the president of the Republic of China, I am afraid they will hide on the side and steal fun.

Zhao Renyi has always admired Zhang Songling's head. He nodded immediately and echoed loudly, "The third young master is right, that's what happened!" There is also a rule on the grassland, which is said to have been set by Kangxi at that time. As long as a Mongolian family has two sons, they must send one to become a lama. Eat fasting and chant Buddha, not allowed to marry a wife and have children......."

"Don't Kangxi, Kangxi's, what age is it, the Qing Dynasty died early!" Zhang Songling listened uncomfortably and interrupted with a frown.

"Isn't that my name smooth? I used to follow the eldest young master to Manchukuo, but I didn't dare to talk nonsense! Zhao Renyi explained to Zhang Songling with a smile, and then quickly added, "Although the little devil over there is occupied, the emperor on the bright side is still Kangxi, the descendant of Kangxi!" ”

"It's just a puppet!" Zhang Songling was disdainful, "Do you have that thing for the good people's certificate?" ”

"It's done, it's done!" Zhao Renyi smiled and took out a piece of paper and spread it out on the table, "Always carry it with you, save trouble!" ”

"Oh!" Zhang Songling picked up the piece of paper and observed it carefully. There are no photos on it, just some basic descriptions of the holders. It's not too difficult to make a fake. The more troublesome thing is the fingerprint, but if you make a blank certificate of good citizenship and press your thumb print on it, who can check the relevant fingerprint files from Shandong?

"Didn't the third young master get a good citizen certificate?!" Zhao Renyi is very good at observing words and feelings, and after only a few glances, he guessed what Zhang Songling was going to do.

"Hmm!" Zhang Songling returned the certificate of good citizenship to the other party and responded in a low voice.

"Then there's no need to rush. Wrap it up on me! Zhao Renyi patted his chest and took care of it, "There are many people who don't have a good citizen certificate!" Here in Zhangjiakou, there is a black shop that specializes in forging good citizen certificates. Since the police chief was assassinated in the street, the police department has not dared to control this as strictly as before. Turn a blind eye, anyway, the more people who come out of here, the more filial piety money they will receive! ”

"Then I'm sorry for you!" Zhang Songling smiled and nodded in thanks, "I need a sum of money, see if you can move some money out of the payment for me!" ”

"No, no!" When it comes to money,. Zhao Renyi shook his head like a rattle, "This is not good, when I was leaving, the old club had explained to me one by one, and every piece of ocean had detailed arrangements." Third Young Master, if you take the money away......."

"You help me figure it out. You can't go back home now, you can't watch me starve to death outside! Zhang Songling knew Zhao Renyi's temper and immediately played a scoundrel.

Zhao Renyi looked him up and down repeatedly, and it could be seen from his outfit that the third young master of his family was indeed poor at the moment. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "At most, I can give you twenty oceans." The goods of the prince of the left banner of Abaga are in a hurry, and I can use the excuse that the road is difficult to walk, raise the price a little, and earn the twenty yuan of ocean from him. But no more. Third Young Master, don't stare at me with white eyes. The rules of our warehouse, you know it when you are young! ”