Standing on the Lion Rock in the northwest corner, looking at the Ming City Wall and the surging Yangtze River that stretches for more than 30 kilometers, Xiao Yimin's heart is surging and it is difficult to speak. Although he walked through the thirteen city gates of Nanjing City and the ruins of the Ming Imperial Palace in seven consecutive days, fully appreciating the majestic and tragic history and the pride and tenacity of the nation, he still could not suppress the shock in his heart at this moment.

Until now, Xiao Yimin knows that the thirteen gates of the majestic and majestic Nanjing City are Zhengyang Gate, Tongji Gate, Jubao Gate, Sanshan Gate, Qingliang Gate, Dinghuai Gate, Yifeng Gate, Zhongfu Gate, Jinchuan Gate, Shence Gate, Taiping Gate, Chaoyang Gate, there is no Xinmin Gate, Central Gate, Zhongshan Gate at all, even the Yuhuatai outside the high wall in the south of the city, it is only an individual name, Nanjing people call it Jubao Mountain, the beautiful scenery of the mountains everywhere, there are several small Buddha temples, eunuch tombs and small pavilions scattered everywhere, The legendary Qianlong Imperial Monument is overturned in the grass in the southeast of Jubao Mountain.

Almost everything in the field of vision is well preserved, bringing too much emotion and remembrance to Xiao Yimin, the towering city wall, the tall dysprosium towers on the city gate, and a heavy and thick urn city, Xiao Yimin can hardly suppress thousands of thoughts, every brick, stone, grass and tree, it seems to contain the infinite wisdom and spirit of the ancestors, contains infinite strength and deep suffering, Xiao Yimin can even see from the faces of several great Confucians who accompanied him, mixed with pride, pride, melancholy and even shame, Just like the ruins and broken arms of the Taiping Gate in the northeast of the city that were blown up by the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the remnants of the Ming Palace that were burned down by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

"Be sure to repair the Taipingmen wall that connects Zhongshan! Fix it as fast as possible! ”

Xiao Yimin's slightly out of shape roared to the surprise of several old masters and many civil and military officials who accompanied him, in their impressions, Xiao Yimin, who was affectionately called "Young Marshal" or "Yi Shuai" by countless soldiers and civilians, was young and old, and his practice was steady, why did he suddenly pop out such a sentence like a hairy young man?

In the awkward silence, Mr. Zhu, who was still tough and upright in his seventies, coughed lightly, bowed his hand, and then pointed to the ruins of the Taiping Gate at the foot of the towering Zhong Mountain:

"Yi Shuai, the Taiping Gate section is the only city wall without a moat in Nanjing, this section of the city wall connecting Longpan Zhongshan and Xiaoling is also called the dragon's neck, it has always been the key point of Nanjing City's attack and defense, it was destroyed by the Manchu army at first, and then the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was destroyed again, the revolution in Xinhai was blown up again, since the wreckage of the Forbidden City, to the south of the Shence Gate in the north, the city wall gate was damaged and collapsed as long as more than 200 steps, if you want to repair it, it costs a lot of money, now the turmoil is determined, a hundred ruins are waiting to be rebuilt, the city wall must be repaired...... I'm afraid the people can't afford it! ”

Everyone echoed each other, and they were very worried that Xiao Yimin, like the successive governors of the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the successive overseers of Beiyang, made a fortune under the pretext of repairing the city wall.

Xiao Yimin looked at the flickering and obscure faces, sighed faintly, and said with a wry smile: "Old Zhi, your old man has been presiding over the compilation of the "Jiangning County Chronicles" for thirty years, and you are the descendant of my Ming Taizu and Yongle Emperor.

"The reason why the younger generation wants to repair the wall of Taipingmen has no other purpose, but just to reproduce the pride of my Han ancestors and reshape the spirit of my Han nation! Elder Zhi, please tell the juniors, how much will this restoration project cost? ”

Old Man Zhu hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth and replied loudly: "According to the initial scale of restoration, not less than 300,000!" ”

Xiao Yimin was stunned for a moment, regardless of the strange expressions of the people around him, shook his head and laughed, and after laughing, he solemnly bowed to the slightly annoyed and red-faced old man Zhu:

"Old Zhi, although the younger generation is not rich in the world, but he also has a little savings in his hands, and he can still take out three or five hundred thousand yuan, even if it is a remembrance of his ancestors, how can he say that the kid is also a descendant of a big man!"

"Yishuai ......"

Old Man Zhu was so moved that his eyes turned red, and his long pale hair trembled frequently.

Xiao Yimin hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the old man who was about to salute, and loudly asked a few old masters who were also moved not to be polite, and greeted: "Gentlemen and colleagues, please relax, although Xiao has never made any policy remarks since coming to Nanjing, he has never thought of asking for anything in Nanjing or even the entire Jiangnan, if it were not for the concern that the provincial council that is being reorganized has public opinions, Xiao even wants to announce the immediate cancellation of all harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes in Jiangsu Province, so as to facilitate recuperation and the revival of all industries."

"So, please don't look at Xiao with old eyes, Xiao doesn't dare to say anything else, only dare to say that what he does is worthy of his ancestors and his conscience!"

Seeing a group of civil and military officers stepping forward to compliment, Xiao Yimin waved his hand and stopped it unceremoniously, and said something that shocked everyone deeply and was extremely respectful:

"Thank you for accompanying me to the whole city of Nanjing for seven consecutive days, so that I can have an understanding of the history, people's conditions and the current situation of 300,000 people in Nanjing.

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately came to their senses, this was Xiao Dashuai's first important speech in Nanjing, which involved the vital interests of everyone present.

Xiao Yimin waved his hand, pointed to the city of Nanjing in front of him, and announced loudly in a loud and unquestionable voice:

"First of all, I want to give up the seven large and small military camps in the city to the provincial political axe, the provincial police department, the Nanjing police station, and the subordinate sub-bureaus, and the Jiangsu Provincial Police School, which has been brewing for a long time but has not been able to be established, must be established as soon as possible, and the police departments at all levels, which are being restored and expanded, also need to have a good working and living environment, and the houses that were forcibly occupied by the police at all levels must be returned to their owners! The Taoist temples, temples and houses without owners that were originally occupied should be registered and declared in a unified manner, and transformed into public primary and secondary schools through merger and equivalent replacement as much as possible. ”

Without waiting for everyone to recover from the shock, Xiao Yimin continued: "The second is outside the west city wall, starting from the north side of Qingliangmenwai Street, west to the Jiajiang embankment, and north to the Qinhuai River estuary, this tidal flat and pond about five miles long and four miles wide will be built into a new industrial zone for attracting investment; "In addition, the Governor shall requisition the Qingliang Mountain within the western city wall and the two miles around the Qingliang Mountain for the construction of the Governor's public place, the camp of the guards directly under him, and the Nanjing Military Prison. All the above expenses are raised by the governor himself, and will not occupy the provincial and local finances, but the land acquisition affairs still need to be troubled by your colleagues. ”

The officials let out an exclamation, and Yu Jiqi, director of the Department of Civil Affairs, strode forward, pointed to the outside of the cool door, and persuaded in a loud voice:

"Yi Shuai, I can't help it! Qingliang Mountain and Stone Town have long been abandoned, now only wild dogs and snakes are infested, and the area outside the city wall is also a tidal swamp, overgrown with wild grass, there is not even a road, and a few dilapidated grass huts are full of beggars and infectious disease patients!

"Yi Shuai's pure heart is touching, and I am inexplicably moved by shame, but if Yi Shuai pays for the construction of the governor's mansion and military camps, what will the people of Nanjing say? What will the people of the whole country and their colleagues in the provinces think of it? It's no different from punching us in the face! ”

"Yes, Yishuai ......"

"I implore Yi Shuai to take back his life!"

All the civil and military officials bent down and pleaded bitterly, and several elderly parliamentarians, not knowing whether they were moved or ashamed, were already in tears.

Xiao Yimin didn't expect his good intentions to become like this, in Sichuan, Ya'an, Yucheng, Xufu and even Yichang and other places, Xiao Yimin and his army did this, and they have always given the best barracks to local political axes, schools, police stations and garrisons.

Again, the reason why Xiao Yimin chose the deserted Qingliang Mountain and Stone Town to build his base camp, and the reason why he chose the six-square-kilometer tidal flat outside the city wall to build an industrial zone, is completely the result of careful consideration after repeated investigations.

After repeatedly explaining that he couldn't make sense, Xiao Yimin had no choice but to retreat: "Okay, everyone, the governor will not move for the time being and continue to live in the governor's mansion, but the units of the Seventh Army under his command will drive out of the city within a week and go to the old camp of Mabiao, the fort of Shogunate Mountain, the urn city of Shence Gate and the military camp of Xiaguan at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, and the guard regiment and baggage troops of this governor will not move for the time being. However, Qingliang Mountain and the tidal flat across the city wall must be requisitioned, and you have to thank you! ”

The officials hurriedly returned the salute, one by one sighed, and felt a lot, on the way down the Lion Rock to their respective yamen, everyone was still unable to calm down, and some were wondering why Xiao Yimin did this? Some are full of admiration for Xiao Yimin, and even call the people very lucky! Some pondered Xiao Yimin's every sentence repeatedly, trying to find a speculative strategy from it.

Mr. Zhu and his nephew Zhu Wenshao, who served as the Daoyin of Jinling, rode in a Ford car and walked slowly behind Xiao Yimin's motorcade from afar, and there were heated discussions along the way, both believing that Xiao Yimin's decision was a feat of benefiting the people and benefiting the people, and that it was the most direct and effective support for the newly formed political axes at all levels in Jiangsu and Nanjing, and they were amazed by Xiao Yimin's character and mind.

The car crossed the drum tower in the city and drove into the South Street, and Mr. Zhu, who sighed all the way, remembered that it was already sunset at this moment, and was just about to tell his nephew to send him home first, when he heard a violent explosion, and the hot air flow mixed with sand and garbage suddenly hit from the front, and the car glass shattered in a whistling dust and smoke, and in a blink of an eye hit the outer wall of the shop on the side of the road, and then suddenly turned around and rolled over on the road.

The streets were already full of exclamations and wails.

The lucky old Mr. Zhu was ignorant, got out of the car door that had already been shaken open, stared blankly at the smoke rising high in front of him, did not move, Zhu Wenshao, whose face was covered with blood, drilled out of the broken rear window with his hands and feet, and fell firmly again when he landed, ignoring the pain and the unconscious driver in the car, he pulled his uncle and ran to the three cars that were blown up in front of him.

The two uncles and nephews who stumbled had already seen dozens of guards with loaded guns and ammunition, some raising their guns and aiming in all directions, some shouting loudly, desperately trying to pick up the two burning cars, but they didn't hear a sound.

The guard officer who knew the two didn't say a word, picked up Zhu Wenshao, who was so frightened that he suddenly collapsed, and ran into the roadside shop, turned his head, and shouted at the street for the hygienist, and another guard also pulled Mr. Zhu, who came back to his senses and shouted, into the shop, and immediately picked up his gun and rushed out without taking a breath.

Looking at the bloodstains on the street stalls and a bloody thigh outside the shop, looking at the murderous, angry but tearful Sichuan army guards, Mr. Zhu, who gradually recovered his hearing, completely understood, he stubbornly pushed away the health soldiers around him who wanted to check him, and ran out of the door slowly, just in time to see the speeding military car parked in the center of the road ahead, a group of soldiers picked up Xiao Yimin, who was covered in blood, quickly stuffed into the back door of the car, and immediately roared to the south street.

Mr. Zhu only felt that his legs were weak, his head was "buzzing", and he opened his mouth and muttered like dementia: "It's over, the sky is going to fall, it's over......"

(To be continued)