Section 2 Northern Shaanxi Trip III

The waist drum team and the gong and drum team composed of young people from northern Shaanxi formed a phalanx at the gate of the city. The whole \ Ben \ Xiao \ Say \ Net (ะทZcncom) jumped jubilantly in the square, and the rough music rolled up the dust. The desolate and slightly tragic music, tongue across the ancient Yan River, echoing between Pagoda Mountain, Qingliang Mountain, and Phoenix Mountain.

The pagoda stood majestically and silently on the top of the mountain, watching the yellow dragon in the distance gradually approach. Yan River. Quiet, meandering into the distance. The convoy galloped along the river towards the city gates.

The people of Yan'an who gathered at the city gate obviously felt that the people who came this time were different, and there were more than a dozen people standing at the front of the crowd. Among the people in military uniforms, in addition to the officers of the Eighth Route Army in gray military uniforms, there were five or six scares. Kuomintang officers and journalists in yellow uniforms.

For the closed people of Yan'an, the name Zhuang Jihua had no meaning, they only knew that it was a big man, and they didn't see Director Jin and several unknown officers from the communication office standing at the front of the queue, and these officers were obviously Director Jin's superiors.

"Welcome General Zhuang Jihua!"

"Welcome to General Zhuang's visit to Yan'an!"

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As the light car turned around the foot of the mountain, the welcoming crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and through the dust, the shocking waist drum phalanx appeared in front of them.

The car network stopped steadily, Zhuang Jihua didn't wait for the Eighth Route Army to open the car door, nor did he wait for Wu Ziniu to get out of the car. Open the car door yourself and jump out of the car. He let out a long sigh.

"Welcome, welcome! General Zhuang welcomes you to Yan'an! โ€

The oncoming cadres of the Eighth Route Army stretched out their enthusiastic hands, and Zhuang Jihua was slightly stunned but still stretched out his hand. Two hands clasped together. Zhuang Jihua felt that the hands were very powerful, he looked at the other party attentively, this person's gaze was very gentle, and his face was full of smiles.

"Cultural Revolution, this is Director Jin of the Border District Communication Office."

Xuanxia's father came from behind, and when he saw that Zhuang Jihua was a little hesitant, he hurriedly introduced, Zhuang Jihua smiled slightly: "Director Jin." Hello, hello. โ€

Director Jin also introduced several representatives of the Eighth Route Army behind him: "Comrade Li Dingming, Vice Chairman of the Border Region, Secretary General Cao, and Deputy Director Sheng of the Communication Department. โ€

Director Jin observed Zhuang Jihua's expression while introducing, and saw that he always had a gentle smile on his face, and he couldn't see much excitement or loss. The list of people who came to greet him today was set by the central government, and he didn't know why he was doing this. In the past, Yan'an also had some important figures, such as Huang Yanpei and Liang Zhiming; There are also senior Kuomintang officials, such as Wei Lihuang and Deng Baoshan; Although Zhuang Jihua's status is the highest, his reputation is obviously inferior to Huang Yanpei, and the central government attaches more importance to him than anyone in the past.

"Report! Humble position, the base camp is stationed in Yan'an to contact staff officer Zhou Liwu"

"Xu Buddha Temple"

"Guo Zhongrong" "Observer of the General Staff, Liu Junming, Ma Xiao. โ€

"General Zhuang, observer of the Nationalist Government in Yan'an

The performance of the personnel stationed by the national government is completely different, the soldiers are all military salutes, and the government comes out with robes and horses, giving up their hands as a salute, Zhuang Jihua still keeps smiling and salutes one by one.

At this time, his eyes noticed a slender figure coming from behind the crowd, with a thin face and wide glasses, although it was not yet winter, but it was already wearing a military coat, with a hint of warmth in his eyes, and his steps were smooth and steady.

"Forward, ha, you are actually in Yan'an." Zhuang Jihua walked over with some surprise, he didn't expect to see Xu Xiangqian at all, among the ** generals, Xu Xiangqian and Chen Ma were the most familiar to him, but he thought that they should be in Taihang Mountain or Shandong Base.

"Not in Yan'an?" Xu Xiangqian smiled slightly and held Zhuang Jihua's hand.

"A few years ago, I heard that you were in Shandong, and you choked Qin Qirong enough, thinking that you were still there." Zhuang Jihua said as he looked him up and down. Then he shook his head slightly: "Your condition doesn't seem to be good." โ€

"I'm not in good health, come back to recuperate," Xu Xiangqian said noncommittally: "Cultural Revolution, we haven't seen each other for fifteen years." โ€

"From twenty-seven years to now, isn't it fifteen years?" Zhuang Jihua sighed: "Time flies so fast, we are all getting old" Speaking of this, he was a little sad: "Are you married?" How old is the child? In Yan'an? โ€

Xu Xiangqian shook his head slightly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, his wife was killed in the rebellion. At that time, he was commanding the battle on the front line, and after the battle, he kept asking everywhere, but there was no news of her, and he didn't know until Yan'an. All these years, he has been single.

Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised, the age registered in Huangpu showed that Xu Xiangqian's age was only one year older than him, and now he was in his forties, and he was not married yet.

"What are the medical conditions in Yan'an, if not, you can go to Chongqing, the medical conditions there are not bad.

"The doctor in Yan'an is very good, but there is not enough medicine and materials, and your blockade is very strong." Xu Xiangqian's tone was still so calm, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Don't rush at me, it's not my decision" Zhuang Jihua was very sensitive, and immediately noticed the hidden flavor in Xu Xiangqian's words: "We can't say anything about this matter, do you remember Wu Ziniu and Gong embroidery?" โ€

Gong Xiuhua and Wu Ziniu were also old acquaintances in the Guangzhou period, and Liangba and Xu Xiangqian had nothing to do with each other. A few people were there to greet each other, and Foreign Minister Jin didn't say anything, and he obviously felt that Zhuang Jihua at this time was different from just now. The smile just now was more courteous, but now it's more from the heart.

"This is a very young person who misses the old." Director Kim judged in his heart. At this time, he saw Xuanxia's father say a few words in the past, Zhuang Jihua turned around and walked towards him, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"Director Jin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Zhuang Jihua was full of apologies: "I didn't expect to meet an old friend as soon as I arrived." I haven't seen Xiangqian for fifteen years, and I'm a little out of shape for a while, so I ask Director Jin for forgiveness

Director Jin smiled very understandingly: "General Zhuang has a good temperament, and we are very clear about the relationship with President Xu. There is nothing to forgive or not forgive, if you arrived a few days earlier, Comrade Chen Ma was still in Yan'an at that time. โ€

"Oh?" Zhuang Jihua was really surprised, Xiao Yan'an was not surprised at all when he learned about his situation, but Chen Yong was still in Yan'an, which surprised him.

"The situation in North China was tense, Okamura Ninji was preparing to launch a large-scale offensive in North China, and Comrade Chen Yong urgently returned to the front

Zhuang Jihua hesitated slightly, and after Ligao Zhisuke went to the battlefield of Soviet Russia, the intelligence of North China was disconnected. ** The fact that they were able to get information shows that they have made great progress in their intelligence work with Japan.

Accompanied by Director Jin, the group entered Yan'an City through the waist drum phalanx. The hustle and bustle at the city gate is in stark contrast to the city, there are no welcoming crowds on both sides of the road, when Zhuang Jihua and the others walked by, these people just glanced at it curiously, and then still did their own work.

Outwardly, Yan'an is not big. Compared to Chongqing, it is a small town, with old shops on both sides of the narrow streets, and business does not seem to be prosperous, and there are not many customers in the stores. Far fewer people live inside the city than there are outside the city. Far away on the hillside there is a neatly dug cave, and occasionally you can hear the sound of neat and loud singing.

From the city gate to the guest house of the communication center, in just a dozen kinds of distance, Zhuang Jihua found that the biggest feature of Yan'an, neat, although the city is poor, but the management everywhere is very good, the streets are neat, the ground is clean, and the clothes on pedestrians are small although old but clean. In addition, there are a lot of military uniforms. The city was full of men and women in military uniforms, young, old, normal, disabled, all dressed in neat military uniforms.

"That's how our conditions in Yan'an. The only way to do this is to ask General Zhuang to give in. Director Jin rubbed his hands and said apologetically. It's very good here Zhuang Jihua looked around, this is still a cave, but it's not like ordinary people's homes, the door is the kang head, this cave is quite big. It is divided into two rooms, the outer room is the reception room. The inner room is a bedroom, but there is no bed in it, but a kang.

There was a table in the reception room, a few chairs, a water bottle and a few teacups on the table, and a stove in the middle of the room, on which oil was boiling, and the whole room was very simple.

Wu Ziniu looked around, turned his head and said to Director Jin, "Director Jin, can you bring a marching bed." โ€

Director Jin was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Adjutant Wu, it's absolutely safe here."

Wu Ziniu didn't budge, just stared at him.

"Okay, I'll notify you immediately and get a marching bed for Adjutant Wu

"No, you don't". Only then did Zhuang Jihua stop: "Ziniu, you can rest assured in Yan'an, it will be fine."

"Commander, you have to listen to me in this matter Wu Ziniu did not give in, but shook his head resolutely, Gong Xiuhua looked at Wu Ziniu, and she also interjected at this time: "Director Jin, just do what Wu Ziniu said."

Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised, he looked at the palace embroidery painting and Wu Ziniu shook his head and said, "You don't play any tricks." Just do as I say

Director Jin was a little unhappy in his heart, and Xu Xiangqian said, "Old Jin." Forget it, do what General Zhuang wants, Wu Ziniu, the security in Yan'an is very good. Whether it is a Kuomintang spy or a Japanese agent. It's impossible to get here

After finishing speaking, Xu Xiangqian looked at the time and said to Zhuang Jihua: "Cultural Revolution, I am now the president of the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University, and I am taking the time to pick you up today." I'll have a meeting later, and you can come to our school and talk to our students when you have time. โ€

Zhuang Jihua didn't keep it. Xu Xiangqian was sent out of the gate, and Director Jin and Xuanxia's father also took their leave. After going out, Director Jin couldn't help complaining, Xu Xiangqian shook his head: "Old Jin, it's not us that Wu Ziniu wants to guard against." He's grown up over the years. Thick and fine

It's not us who are guarding against us? Director Jin was stunned, and it took a while to figure it out, he turned his head and asked Xuanxia's father: "Old Xuan, does Mr. Xu mean that the Kuomintang wants to assassinate Zhuang Jihua in Yan'an?" โ€

Not necessarily, it's just that his relationship with Chiang Kai-shek is in a delicate situation, and Xuanxia's father is even more shrewd, and as soon as Xu Xiangqian's words came out, he knew that he was also wrong. He turned his head to look at the personnel of the Kuomintang office in Yan'an who were still waiting in the courtyard to be interviewed, these people were either the central commander or the military commander, would there be a killer among them? The relationship between Zhuang Jihua and Chiang Kai-shek was tense to this extent?

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