Everything is as calm as yesterday, Weber believes that tomorrow will be the same as peaceful, He Guozhu is still playing Tai Chi at the edge of the grove in the distance, out of the village, there are gradually fewer people on the road, the two of them are walking side by side, Feng Yi doesn't seem to want to speak, he breathes deeply in the fresh air of the countryside, and his expression is relaxed. Full/Ben/Small/Say/Net#Baidu Search ()Read the latest hand-typed chapters of this book#

The two of them consciously or unconsciously avoided the grove, and bypassed the side path, and after bypassing the grove, they could see the railway, a train was speeding by, and the tanks and heavy artillery on the train could be clearly seen.

Parallel to the railway was a road, on which there were occasional trucks filled with all kinds of supplies, and parallel to the trucks was a convoy of horses and bags of grain, with flags of the blue sky and the white sun and the flags of the support teams, all of which were voluntarily donated by various regions and sent to the front by the National Salvation Association.

"Che Qi, Ma Xiaoxiao: The pedestrian bow and arrow are at the waist:" Feng Yiman said: "Du Fu's poem is used to describe the present, which can be said to be very appropriate. "Mr. Feng, the poems of Zhiguo have a kind of charm, a very special charm, which is very different from Shakespeare." Webb said nonchalantly.

He had studied Zhonggu's poems, and he once wanted to compose such a poem, but he always failed and was ridiculed by his peers in China, which made him feel very depressed.

"Chinese poetry pays attention to sound rhyme, duality, and Western poetry pays attention to feelings, and the similarity between the two is that they leave endless space for imagination." Feng Yi once studied in Europe and studied Western literature, and when it comes to literature, he also says: "However, comparatively speaking, the imagination of Chinese poetry is larger and more vivid. Weber smiled faintly, this is a kind of pride of the Chinese people, although Hu Shi and others vigorously promote vernacular literature, vernacular literature has been very popular in China, but in poetry, scholars in China still adhere to classical poetry.

Behind this poem is that the grandmother and wife are sending each other off, and the dust is not seen on the Xianyang Bridge. The clothes stopped crying, and the crying went straight to the sky. Weber deliberately made things difficult, he had read this poem and knew that it was a famous poem by the famous Chinese poet Du Fu about a thousand years ago, and he was deeply touched by the scene depicted in the poem.

"Soldiers, ominous weapons: where the division is, Jing is spicy, and after the army, there will be a fierce year." Feng Yi's tone was still a little casual. Webb turned his head to look at him with some surprise, as if surprised by his calmness.

"Aren't you a little strange, in fact, it's not strange at all" Feng Wei looked at him lightly, then sighed, shook his head and said: "The words of the saint cannot be accepted pedanticly, this war is a war that we must fight, no matter how big the price is, it must be fought." ”

"Strange dichotomy." Weber muttered in his heart that this was the most difficult thing for him to understand about the Chinese people, who were very conservative in many places, and they called the thinkers who had made outstanding contributions to history sages, and enshrined their words as the golden rules, but when they were put into practice, they did not copy them completely, but changed them according to the actual situation.

"This should be a kind of realism." Webb asked tentatively.

"Hahaha!" Feng Yi laughed loudly, shaking his head while laughing, Weber was a little inexplicable, he frowned and asked, "Is this funny?" Isn't that funny? Feng Yi slowly retracted his smile, shook his head at Webb again, and sighed: "Weber, Weber, even God has to adjust his Lou Ai according to reality." ”

Webber was speechless, Webb laughed, patted Webb's arm lightly, and bypassed him, Feng Wei was a lot shorter than Weber, and couldn't pat him on the shoulder, Webb shook his head and followed him.

"Mr. Feng, some people say that there will be a war between the two parties in the country after the war, what do you think of this view?" Weber asked again.

"Post-war problems, let's talk about it after the war, now the first thing we have to solve is to defeat the [Japan] himself first, as for the post-war period" Feng Yi stopped, pondered for a moment, looked up at Weber, and said solemnly: "I hope the United States can play an active role in helping China achieve peace after the war." This is a sentiment in Chongqing, which has been said on different occasions by both Deng Yanda and Zhou Enlai, and both Xinhua Daily and Xinmin Bao have made such appeals, which, in Weber's view, is nothing more than a gesture taken by the two parties out of fear of Chiang Kai-shek's strength.

But in fact, at least Weber didn't think that Yan'an would be afraid of Chiang Kai-shek, Yan'an's strength was not weak, the total strength of the New Fourth Army of the Eighth Route Army should be about 500,000, but the equipment was poor, but as Suiyuan fell into the hands of the Eighth Route Army, Yan'an opened up the connection with Soviet Russia, and after the war, it must be assisted by Soviet Russia, and once it gets the armed forces of Soviet Russia, its strength will be doubled.

Considering that Yan'an's organizational and executive power far surpassed that of the Kuomintang, coupled with the economic situation after the war, Yan'an's strength was not weaker than that of the Kuomintang.

Weber sighed softly: "I have been in China for almost 20 years, and I have already looked at myself as a Chinese, and I also hope that there will be no more wars in China, but the important thing is that I don't know how to help China, I can only hope that the leaders of Chongqing and Yan'an can exert their wisdom to avoid civil war." Feng Yi didn't speak, he looked at Weber, his gaze made Weber feel a little dazzling, uncomfortable, he frowned slightly, Feng Yi said slowly at this time: "Sometimes, we have to think about things badly, so that when things really happen, we won't be surprised." ”

Even Feng Wei looked at it this way, Weber was even more disappointed, he suddenly lost his willingness to talk, the two of them walked forward along the path, there were several piles of grain grass piled up in the surrounding fields, the grass on the side of the road was fluttering in the breeze, and the wind blowing from Bohai Bay, after a long inland cleaning, no longer had that fishy smell, but on the contrary, it added a layer of grass smell.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! "A train whipped past with its flute, drawing a black sè trail in the air. Feng Yi stood still, and in the two fields on the side of the road, an old farmer was driving his oxen to plow the field. The buffalo was in front, the old farmer was behind, and the field was turned over and ploughed out a deep mark.

"Do you know that there was a poet named Tao Yuanming in ancient China?" Feng Wei asked without replying, but he didn't seem to care about Weber's answer, and said directly: "The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses." Ask you how you can be, and your heart is far away. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning. There is a true meaning in this, and you have forgotten to say it. ”

Weber frowned, but he was secretly shocked in his heart, Tao Yuan knew that he was a hermit thousands of years ago, and his poem showed the leisurely life of the farmer's countryside, but at this time, Feng Wei read out what this poem meant? Will he himself go into seclusion after the war? Or will Zhuang Jihua go into hiding after the war?

Zhuang Jihua's political attitude and prestige have led many neutrals to regard him as an important pillar for maintaining the cooperation between the two parties, and if this pillar is removed, half of China's peace will collapse.

"Mr. Feng's words have the intention of resigning and returning to his hometown, which is not good, the road to the rejuvenation of China has only completed the first step, and there are still many places for Mr. Feng to display his talents in the future, how can he leave lightly." Webb said tentatively.

Feng Yi smiled helplessly, feeling that he was too complicated, Weber was a Westerner after all, and he didn't know much about the East.

"Ask you how Neng'er, there is a true meaning in this, I hope you will think more." Webb stopped and turned to face Webb, who was a little stunned and didn't know what he was talking about.

"Mr. Weber, if you want to contribute to the post-war peace of China, you can do it."

Webb looked at Feng Yi's solemn expression, and asked suspiciously, "What are you?" "Mr. Webb, do you know that your article has a great influence in the United States, and you can fully exert your influence in this regard and let the American people know the true situation of China." Feng Yi's expression was very solemn, it was very difficult to realize Zhuang Jihua's plan, after Yan'an opened the border passage between China and Méng, Zhuang Jihua and he judged that Yan'an was preparing for war, and Chiang Kai-shek's division of the Northeast Theater made them realize that Chiang Kai-shek was also preparing for war.

These two conclusions made Feng Yi very worried, he repeatedly took stock of Zhuang Jihua's strength, and felt that the strength was still weak, even weaker than Deng Yanda's social "democratic" party, in order to realize Zhuang Jihua's idea, it was necessary to let every force give full play to its effectiveness, and they must have a spokesman in the United States, and Weber was the person he chose.

At this time, Weber finally understood, and he smiled in agreement after a little condensation: "In the words of China, if I can achieve my goal, I am willing to do it." ”

Feng Wei laughed and shook his head: "It's not that serious, as long as you can give full play to your pen." Webber also let out a burst of laughter, but he still had some míhuò in his heart, what was Feng Wei's purpose in saying these words? It seems that they have a plan, but what is the plan? There will never be another Xi'an incident.

Thinking of this, Weber couldn't help but feel the vest swishing cold again, Feng Yi didn't notice Weber's uneasiness, he turned around and continued to walk forward, the sky was getting higher and higher, the temperature began to rise, although they didn't walk fast, beads of sweat appeared on both of them.

After another walk, the two of them went around the grove and returned to the village along the main road, when two jeeps emerged from the distance, rolling up billowing smoke and dust.

Feng Yi was slightly stunned, stood there and looked at it for a while, and then let out a sudden look, Weber asked, "Who is here?" ”

"You're going to get a big piece of news soon." Feng Yi's tone was calm, but Weber didn't have that kind of surprise, he frowned and looked at the jeep, the jeep was getting closer and closer, and the people in the car were getting clearer and clearer, he recognized it, he knew, it was Major General Song Yunfei, the captain of the special forces, and then he remembered that someone reported yesterday that they had returned from behind enemy lines, and it seemed that they were received by Zhang Lingfu's troops of the 103rd Army.

"Major General Song Yunfei and Major General Merrill joined forces to attack behind enemy lines this time, ambushed the Japanese special train, obtained major results, and captured the commander of the Japanese army, Kitano Masaji, do you know what this Kitano Masaji does?" Speaking of this, Feng Yi stopped, his eyes fixed on the jeep that was approaching him.

Webb waited for a while, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?" ”

"He was a bacteriologist, and his unit was the bacteriological unit, which specialized in the development of biological bacteriological bombs. In China, Chinese, Russians, North Koreans, and Americans were used for experiments to study bacteriological bombs. Feng Yi's tone was full of hatred.

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