During this period of political turmoil in Japan, the Red Army, which crossed the Yellow River to the east, won several battles one after another, and in Shanxi, aroused the people, prepared money, and expanded the Red Army. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Chen, who is in the Hubei Provincial Reflection Institute, always pays attention to the situation at home and abroad.

On this morning, Feng Chen was translating Japanese novels in his room, and Huang Jinbao, the director of the Introspection Academy, was depressed and came in with a sad face.

"Brother Feng, I'll tell you a not-so-good news."

"Oh, Brother Huang is here, sit down." Feng Chen dropped the pen in his hand and got up to pour tea for Huang Jinbao.

"Brother Feng, don't pour water, hurry up and clean up, let's leave for Lushan." Huang Jinbao waved his hand to stop Feng Chen from pouring tea.

"To Lushan?" Feng Chen asked.

"Yes, my brother-in-law is seriously ill and is recuperating in Lushan, just now my sister called and told me that my brother-in-law has been very seriously ill in the past two days, and she asked you to go to Lushan with me." Huang Jinbao replied with a low expression.

"What disease? So serious? Feng Chen stood up and asked.

"There is a liver problem, you can clean it up quickly, let's go immediately!" Huang Jinbao said.

Feng Chen didn't ask too much about Wu Wenxiong's condition, simply packed a few clothes, and followed Huang Jinbao to Hankou Railway Station and took the train to Jiujiang, Jiangxi.

It wasn't until nearly eight o'clock in the evening that Feng Chen and Huang Jinbao arrived at a villa at the foot of Lushan Mountain.

The two put down their luggage, didn't have time to rest, and ran directly into the bedroom to visit Wu Wenxiong.

In the bedroom, Wu Wenxiong was sallow-faced, hanging a hanging bottle, a nurse was waiting beside him, and Huang Jinbao's sister Huang Yamei was sitting at the head of the bed with tears in her eyes.

Seeing Feng Chen and Jinbao coming in, Huang Yamei stood up, leaned over and told Wu Wenxiong, "Wenxiong, Mr. Feng and Jinbao have come to see you." ”

"Quick, get me up." Wu Wenxiong gasped and said.

The nurse hurriedly helped Wu Wenxiong up gently, added a pillow behind his back, and asked him to sit against the head of the bed.

Wu Wenxiong, who was burly in the past, is now so thin that his whole person has changed shape, and his face is sallow and sallow without any blood, which makes people feel sad when they see it.

Feng Chen stepped forward, sat next to Wu Wenxiong, and took Wu Wenxiong's hand, not knowing what to say.

"Alas! Brother Feng, it seems that my disease can't be cured. Wu Wenxiong sighed and spoke first.

"Bureau, people eat whole grains, who will not get sick? Don't think too much about it, recuperate, and you'll get better soon. Feng Chen comforted.

"Brother Feng, don't persuade me, I know my own illness very well, I let you come because I have something in my heart, and I want to explain to you in person while I am still sober."

Wu Wenxiong stared at a pair of gray and godless eyes, stared at Feng Chen and said slowly.

"I don't care about you, I feel sorry for you! Some time ago, I wrote letters to Chairman and Minister Chen Lifu, begging them to release you early. Wu Wenxiong gasped and said.

"The bureau ......" Feng Chen's heart was moved, tears almost fell, Wu Wenxiong was sick like this, and he was still thinking about his own affairs.

"Since I followed Mr. Zhongshan's revolution, participated in the Wuchang Uprising, and devoted myself to the national revolution for more than 20 years, I have been loyal to the party and the state, but I have no choice but to be sick and ......, alas, ......" Wu Wenxiong sweated profusely on his forehead, and it was very difficult to speak.

"Bureau, you lie down and rest first, I understand your heart......" Feng Chen helped Wu Wenxiong to lie down slowly, not letting him continue.

After Wu Wenxiong lay down, he took Feng Chen's hand and continued: "I am most optimistic about you, you are talented and capable, but I didn't expect that you would be involved in the case of strange Westerners, now that the party is worried about domestic and foreign troubles, you must contribute more to the party-state, and if I am not there in the future, you must not act too high-profile......"

"Seat ......," Feng Chen choked.

"Brother, in the future, your sister-in-law and children, as well as Jinbao, will depend on you to take care of ......, Yang Xunzhen of the cadre society, this girl is quite capable, I have already recommended her to the Telecommunications Department of the Secret Service Headquarters......"

Wu Wenxiong was explaining what was going on, and Wu Yamei next to him sobbed in a low voice.

"Bureau, don't talk about it yet, lie down and rest for a while, and when you get well, we'll have a good chat." Feng Chen persuaded in a low voice.

"Yamei, you take out the letter I wrote to Minister Chen Lifu a few days ago and give it to Brother Feng, after Brother Feng is released, you can take my letter to Nanjing to find Minister Chen's ......, and he will arrange a suitable position for you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Wenxiong had already fallen asleep, and the nurse hurriedly got up and called the doctor.

"Sister-in-law, how long has you been sick?" Feng Chen looked at Huang Yamei, who was crying in a low voice, and asked.

"Since last year, he often felt pain in the position of the liver, and he didn't care about it at first, but after the Spring Festival, he found that there was a tumor in the liver......," Wu Yamei said with a choked voice.

"Alas......" Feng Chen didn't know what to say.

After a while, a doctor came.

"You have to let Director Wu rest in peace, the most important thing for him to rest well is to rest well." The doctor commanded.

"Okay, let's go outside and don't disturb the seat." Feng Chen said.

……

On the third day of Feng Chen's arrival in Lushan, Wu Wenxiong's condition worsened and he eventually died.

Feng Chen's backstage in the Central Investigation Department of the Kuomintang collapsed, although Wu Wenxiong also participated in the suppression of the revolution and searched for communists in Shanghai, but in terms of personal feelings, Feng Chen was also very sad in his heart.

Wu Wenxiong's coffin was transported to Shanghai, and a mourning hall was set up in the Shanghai International Cemetery.

Chiang Kai-shek came to Shanghai in person to pay respects in front of Wu Wenxiong's tomb; Chen Lifu delivered a eulogy for Wu Wenxiong......

At Wu Wenxiong's funeral, Feng Chen saw Yang Xunzhen who came to mourn, and when no one was paying attention, the two came to a place outside the mourning hall where no one was around.

"Comrade Feng Chen, are you okay?" Yang Xunzhen asked.

"Well, in the introspection courtyard, you can read books, read newspapers, and you can take leave to go out." Feng Chen replied.

"Our Red Army has reached northern Shaanxi, you know?" Yang Xunzhen asked.

"I know, I read it in the newspaper, and in addition, I met Comrade Fang Xiaoyong in Wuhan, and I also learned a lot about it from him." Feng Chen said.

"When will you come out? I'm alone in this spy den, and I'm going crazy. Yang Xunzhen asked.

"Director Wu wrote a letter to Lao Jiang and Chen Lifu before he died, begging for my early release, and it is estimated that I will be released soon." Feng Chen said

"After you come out, will you return to the Social Bureau?"

"I didn't think about it, Wu Wenxiong died, I have no backer, and there is no point in returning to the Social Bureau." Feng Chen said.

"Alas, I really want to go to northern Shaanxi and find our team." Yang Xunzhen sighed.

"Comrade Xunzhen, your position is very important, you have to lurk well, and the organization will contact you sooner or later. No one in the organization contacted you after I left? Feng Chen enlightened Yang Xunzhen.

"Not long after you arrived at the Introspection Institute, Comrade An Zhida made a detour to Hong Kong to Shanghai, and when he learned that the organization had been completely destroyed and that you had also been arrested, Comrade Zhida did not dare to stay, and left the next day." Yang Xunzhen said.

"What are you doing at Secret Service Headquarters right now?" Feng Chen asked.

"Deputy Chief of the Telecommunications Section, responsible for the preparation of ciphers and communication codes for the military." Yang Xunzhen said.

"Good! This position is very important, and you must protect yourself. ”

The two were chatting, and Gu Jianzhong from the secret service headquarters followed Zhang Yinong over and greeted Feng Chen: "Oh! Brother Feng and Section Chief Yang are here! ”

"Hehe, Brother Gu is good! Also come to see off Chief Wu? Feng Chen turned around and greeted Gu Jianzhong.

"Brother Feng, I heard Chief Xu say that you will be released in the near future, and the headquarters has prepared all the positions for my brother." Gu Jianzhong stepped forward and shook Feng Chen's hand and said.

"Thank you Brother Gu for your concern." Feng Chen said politely.

"Brother Feng, after finishing Chief Wu's funeral today, I will be the east, how about our brothers get together together?" Gu Jianzhong enthusiastically proposed.

"Brother Gu, I received my kindness, but I am guilty! We'll meet again another day. Feng Chen clasped his hands into fists and arched towards Gu Jianzhong.

Several people stood and chatted for a while, Wu Wenxiong's memorial service was about to start, so they returned to Wu Wenxiong's mourning hall together, waiting for the memorial service to be held.