Chen Zikun's eyes lit up and he took the letter; After browsing, he said solemnly: "I will definitely follow Mr. Zhou Enlai's instructions to keep the important industrial town of Jiangbei, leave a fire for the national industry, and launch an uprising at the right time to break with the reactionary authorities!" ”

Yan Qingyu said: "Brother-in-law understands righteousness, and he is also the father of the revolution, and in the future, if you establish a ** coalition government, there will definitely be a place for you in the central government." ”

Chen Zikun said: "My personal honor and disgrace are nothing, as long as the country is good and the nation is good, even if I go to the soup and fire." ”

Yan Qingyu said: "I didn't say this, Mr. Zhou Enlai asked me to convey it to you when I came." ”

I haven't seen each other for many years, and my brother-in-law who was not a good person in the past has become a senior messenger of the Communist Party of China, Chen Zikun was full of emotion, and put wine for him to catch the wind and wash the dust, Xia Xiaoqing sat with him, and Chen Zikun asked a lot of things about the liberated areas at the table, and Yan Qingyu answered them one by one in an orderly manner.

"Now the headquarters of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China is in Xibaipo, Hebei, but it is about to enter Beiping." Yan Qingyu said with a smile.

Chen Zikun was shocked: "North China has surrendered? ”

"It's not surrender, it's peaceful liberation, General Fu Zuoyi can't bear to destroy the thousand-year-old capital in one fell swoop, and has reached a consensus with our army to accept the reorganization, and the 250,000 troops in North China are about to become the glorious People's Liberation Army."

Chen Zikun nodded slowly: "Fu Zuoyi is surrounded on all sides, he can't fight, he can't walk, and there is only this way." ”

After chatting for a while, Yan Qingyu said: "I still have to trouble my brother-in-law, I won't go back to Beiping in the next step, I plan to go to Guangzhou to do some business, this is a long way, and I have to take a plane." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Okay, let's rest at home for a day first, and I will arrange a plane to take you to Guangzhou." ”

Xia Xiaoqing said: "When will you take the things you have stored here with me?" ”

Yan Qingyu said: "Let it go, I won't need it for a while, if there is a suitable opportunity, my sister will help me donate." ”

That night, Yan Qingyu stayed at the Fenglin Road Mansion.

In the evening, a servant of the Chen family quietly went out the back door, came to a secluded place to connect with someone, whispered a few words, and came back as if nothing happened.

Nanjing, the Secret Bureau, Dai Li's successor, Director Mao Renfeng, received a secret report from the Second Department of the Ministry of National Defense that Yan Qingyu, a senior spy of the Chinese Communist Party, was haunting Chen Zikun's official residence and was lobbying for work.

Mao Renfeng immediately gave instructions to secretly arrest Yan Qingyu.

The radio waves spread in the night sky, and the Jiangdong Station of the Secret Bureau received a secret order from Nanjing, and Shen Kai immediately ordered the agents of the action group to gather, prepare cars and weapons, and carry out armed arrests.

Early the next morning, Chen Zikun sent Yan Qingyu out, and the two shook hands and said goodbye.

Today is cloudy, Yan Qingyu said meaningfully: "Brother-in-law, the sky is about to be clear." ”

Chen Zikun smiled faintly: "Have a good trip." ”

Yan Qingyu got into the car and galloped towards the airport, and when the car drove out of Fenglin Road, three Chevrolet sedans without license plates followed.

Chen Zikun was reading the newspaper in his study, when suddenly the phone rang urgently, and it was a call from the police station, saying that there had been a shootout near the airport, and a car had been burned, and the license plate belonged to Chen's mansion.

"Who did it? Be sure to catch the murderer! Chen Zikun put down the phone and rushed into anger, someone actually poisoned Yan Qingyu, and he didn't take himself seriously.

He immediately led the guards to drive to the scene, a car overturned in a ditch, the fire was raging, and the driver was standing on the side of the road in despair, surrounded by a group of policemen.

Bullet casings were rolling all over the floor, bullet holes were on the car body and street trees, and it seemed that this shootout was quite fierce.

Chen Zikun kept his face calm and did not say a word, and the police reported to him that according to the driver's confession, the car was intercepted and stopped by three vehicles on the way, and the uncle was killed when he and the other party caught fire, and the fuel tank was hit and caught fire.

"Who did that?" Chan asked the driver personally.

"It was done by someone from the Secret Bureau, I know that guy, Shen Kai who often comes to our house." The driver escaped death and was in shock.

The fire extinguishing truck of the fire brigade also came, and extinguished the fire with a faucet, Chen Zikun stepped forward to check, there was a charred corpse in the back seat, he couldn't tell the face, and looked at the watch on his wrist that had not been burned, it should be Yan Qingyu himself.

Another car came speeding up, Xia Xiaoqing jumped out of the car, her eyes widened, and she asked urgently, "How is it, where is my brother?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "Let's mourn." ”

Xia Xiaoqing cried bitterly and squatted on the ground.

Chen Zikun ordered someone to deal with the scene and took Xia Xiaoqing back to the mansion, how to avenge his brother-in-law has become a difficult problem, Yan Qingyu is a messenger from the *** side, and the Secret Bureau must know about it, so he can't retaliate publicly, but this breath is absolutely unbearable.

"The guards changed into civilian clothes and put the Jiangdong Station of the Secret Bureau away, leaving no one alive." After careful consideration, Chen Zikun decided to return a tooth for a tooth.

100 elite guards changed into civilian clothes, rode in jeeps to the Jiangdong Station of the Secret Bureau, blocked the front and back, surrounded on all sides, set up machine guns and swept violently, the spies resisted stubbornly, and were quickly wiped out, and the entire building was beaten into a sieve.

The guards rushed into the building to replenish the guns of the non-dead spies, but they searched and searched, and there was no trace of Shen Kai, and this cunning guy had already slipped away.

Chen Zikun's bloody baptism of the Secrecy Bureau did not cause a strong backlash from Mao Renfeng, because at this time Chiang Kai-shek had already gone into the wilderness, Li Zongren was the acting president, and Chen Zikun was being co-opted by the Gui family at this time, and he had heavy troops in his hands, so no one could move him, so he had to suffer this dumb loss.

The situation in Jiangbei was somewhat delicate, and the two divisions of the Kuomintang army were assembled near Beitai, with great intention of seizing the city, Chen Zikun quickly reacted and transferred the provincial traffic police corps to the north to garrison Beitai, ostensibly to hold the Jiangbei bridgehead, but in fact to prevent the Kuomintang army from seizing this important industrial city.

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On January 31, 1949, it was the day of the liberation of Beiping, Fu Zuoyi hesitated, looked ahead, and finally decided to accept the adaptation, some people said that his daughter Fu Dongju did the father's ideological work, and some people said that Fu Zuoyi asked Hu Banxian, a famous fortune teller in Beiping, in short, the battle was not fought, the national army went out of the city to accept the reorganization, and the People's Liberation Army entered Beiping in a mighty way.

At Nanyuan Airport, the special plane that came to pick up Fu Zuoyi on the order of Chiang Kai-shek finally took off at the last moment, circled the city for three weeks, and flew south.

At the head of Beiping City, the blue sky and the white sun are full of red flags slowly lowered, and a bright red flag is rising, shining brightly in the morning glow.

The Fourth Field Army was well-armed, its morale was high, its military songs shook the sky, and the jeeps and ten-wheeled cards were full of soldiers with 90 Japanese-style helmets on their heads and 38 guns, and American-style howitzers were dragged behind them, which opened the eyes of the people of Beiping.

It turns out that the dirt road is not dirty at all.

Hair alley, dilapidated Ziguang depot, Baoqing is moving a vat full of broken bricks to try to put the gate on top, Beiping is about to pass the army again, since the end of the Qing Dynasty, every time the city changes hands will bring endless disasters to the people, the Eight-Nation Alliance, the Boxers, Zhang Xun mutiny, the Anhui direct Feng warlord melee, the Kuomintang, the Japanese, and coax you to sing and I will appear, and now it is the *** People's Liberation Army, it is estimated that there is no difference from before.

Although there is nothing valuable in the family, several daughters are all of the age to be married, and they are looked down upon by officials, ruined by soldiers, and there is no way to be a parent, so Baoqing follows the old rules, seals the door in a vat, and waits for it to stop.

The son Da Shuan didn't care about this, ran out to welcome the PLA, and didn't go home until the next evening, holding a small red flag in his hand, his eyes shining with excitement, saying that the PLA was really majestic, much more powerful than the Kuomintang soldiers.

Baoqing sank his face and said: "What are you yelling about, don't run around, what should I do if I catch a strong man." ”

"The People's Liberation Army is the people's army, and it does not promote the Kuomintang. ”

Baoqing said: "What the hell is going on, we have to see again." ”

The People's Liberation Army entered the city and set up a military management committee, and the original Beiping police continued to be employed, but there were also some soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms and armbands on the streets to maintain law and order, and the ruffians and hooligans who were rampant and domineering in the past were all gone.

On this day, suddenly the big bolt rushed into the house, and he said out of breath: "Bai, Bai Er, Bai Er let the military management committee arrest me, I heard that he was going to be shot." ”

Bai Er is a scoundrel, he does bad things, the Xue family's gold bars were forcibly confiscated by him, if he hadn't told the truth, Wubao would not have died of illness without money for treatment, so the Baoqing family hated Bai Er, and when they heard that he was arrested, they were naturally overjoyed.

"What's going on, you speak slowly." Bao Qing Road.

"Bai Er is a Kuomintang spy, he secretly possessed guns to murder the cadres of our People's Liberation Army, and he was caught by the patrol, this is the crime of killing his head, and he will never be able to escape." The big bolt said excitedly.

Xing'er burst into tears: "Yes, Bai Er, who has been hit by a thousand knives, deserves to be hit on the head." ”

Baoqing also nodded and said: "The People's Liberation Army has avenged us, and it is the benefactor of our family." ”

After the peaceful liberation of Beiping, prices quickly stabilized, corn, sorghum and soybeans from the northeast grain-producing areas were transported in, and the lives of the common people were much better, after the tricycle of the Xue family was confiscated by the police, Baoqing and Da Bolt father and son went to the railway station to work hard to carry a big bag to earn money, and they could only barely make ends meet before, but now the People's Liberation Army is coming, and there are countless arms and military rations on the railway station all day long to transport south, Baoqing took his son to work day and night, and he had to be rated as a model worker on the station.

The Fourth Field Army moved south along the Pinghan Line, the railway line was completely converted to military use, and the stuffy tank cars kept going day and night, and the big bolt was accustomed to seeing soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms and dogskin hats at the station, and deeply envied their polished cowhide bullet belts and American-style submachine guns, and they wanted to join the People's Liberation Army, but they did not recruit troops at all.

On the way home this day, I passed by the district office, only to see a group of soldiers were busy carrying food, they were short of manpower, and the action of the work was not neat enough, the big bolt couldn't help but itch, and stepped forward to grab a bag of flour on the shoulder, I felt that it was not enjoyable, and carried a bag, two hundred pounds of flour, one left and one right, walking like flying, and everyone was stunned.

After moving back and forth several times, a cadre-looking man stopped him and asked, "Comrade, which unit are you from?" ”

The big bolt scratched the back of his head: "I'm the anti-big bag at the train station, and when I saw that there were few of you, I came to help." ”

The cadre said, "Thank you." ”

The big bolt said: "What, let me inquire about something, are we recruiting soldiers?" ”

The cadre smiled: "I'm sorry, we are not responsible for recruiting soldiers here." ”

A few people wearing tweed coats came out of the house, the first one was slightly fat, wearing a pair of round-framed glasses, and saw that the big bolt was carrying 200 pounds of flour on his shoulders faster than others, and he couldn't help but be curious, and when he asked, the cadre replied with a smile: "I am a progressive masses, and I still want to join the army." ”

The fat cadre called the big bolt over and asked, "I heard that you want to join the People's Liberation Army?" ”

The big bolt was a little restrained: "Well." ”

"Can you tell me why?" The fat cadres are kind and kind-eyed, and they are very kind.

The big bolt held back for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "The People's Liberation Army has avenged my family, but the revenge of so many poor people in the world has not been avenged, I want to be a soldier and kill all the bad people to avenge the poor people in the world." ”

The fat cadre said: "The ambition is quite big, what are your specialties, tell me about it." ”

The big bolt said: "I don't have anything else, just two arms, one life!" ”

The fat cadre smiled kindly: "But the army has no plan to recruit troops in Beiping." ”

The big bolt was speechless.

The fat cadre changed his words: "But it's okay to recruit one or two, you register, get a set of military uniforms, and go to be an artilleryman, the army needs a strong man like you." ”

Happiness came too suddenly, the big bolt was almost dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, the fat cadre had already left.

"Do you know who that is, young man?" The cadre asked with a smile.

"Who?"

"General Luo Ronghuan, political commissar of the Fourth Field Army."

"Huh? How big is a political commissar? At this time, Xue Dazhuan was still ignorant, and his occasional impulsiveness brought a good future for a retired cadre.