Chapter 11: Nine One Eight
At the foot of Yatou Mountain, a peaceful scene, under the protection of the Lingjia compound, Lingjiazhai has become the only boundary near Yatou Mountain and even in the entire county. has an underworld background, but it is deeply loved by the people, occupies a coal mine, and its development is very enviable.
The bandits on the rest of the hill had also come to attack with red eyes, but before they reached the cottage, they could be repelled in the nearby villages. Within a radius of ten miles, it is simply a soldier.
Also, Ling Feihu occupied the cottage, united the nearby villagers, returned the original land, and the coal mine became shared, and any output was collectively shared. The mountain is also open to the public, so that everyone can find some game and collect firewood on it, and the abandoned land below the mountain is also reclaimed. Originally, the bandits on the mountain were a lot of villagers who couldn't get enough to eat, but now that they have land and solved the problem of food and clothing, they are naturally happy and support Ling Feihu.
If other bandits want to occupy the mountain, it is equivalent to snatching things from the villagers, how can they not be resisted by the villagers. In addition, after Ling Feihu was originally a family in the army, he was involved in both commanding troops and governance, and this seemingly small city was also like an iron wall.
Ling Feihu formed Lingjiazhai, and some bandits without families or helpless outsiders saw Ling Feihu's domineering spirit in breaking into the mountains and took refuge in him. In the village, although they are all under the protection of Lingjiazhai, everyone knows that only when everyone has the strength can they have the ability to protect their own family and their own land, and a martial wind has been formed imperceptibly.
In their spare time, the elderly play Tai Chi, the young adults dance sticks, and even children of a few years old can play a few times. In the last three decades, this habit has evolved into a custom.
Old Man Ling sat under the willow tree next to the square, doting on his little grandson playing in front of him, the little grandson was almost three years old, it was late September, the weather was slightly cool, wearing a thin shirt, and his little face was very cute.
More than two years have passed, and what Mrs. Wang said back then that the mountain rain was coming, and the wind was full of buildings, and there was no disaster, and these words were left behind early. Looking at the little grandson in front of him, enjoying the joy of family, he was so happy.
"Sir...... ...... old man," the bolt shouted as he ran.
"What's the matter, is there something wrong at home?" Old Man Ling beckoned his little grandson to come over, holding it above his head. Let the little grandson ride around the neck.
"Master, someone from the county seat has come, and it is said that the leader of each village went to the county seat for a meeting."
"Did you say anything, we're doing ours here, and we still have to open a meeting." The old man is obviously accustomed to being at ease.
"It was said that the Japanese were coming to take over this place, go get to know and meet them, it seems that there is a fight in Fengtian in the south, and we will lose miserably."
"This Russian Maozi is gone, and the Japanese Japanese are coming to Huohuo again? What do these soldiers think of their homes, this realm has always become the back garden of gringos! ”
"Master, who said no, but whoever has the strength in his hands now will say it, and we ordinary people may not necessarily say anything in our own acre and three points of land, let alone the country's business? That guy is still at home waiting to reply, you see? ”
"I'm going to see what the hell is going on? I ruined my old man's home in Guannei back then, and now I want to come to harm my home outside Guan? ”
As he spoke, he followed the bolt to the Ling family's compound.
A short and stocky man sat on a stone bench in the middle of the courtyard, drinking tea and his glasses dripping.
"Yo, rare guest, isn't this the county seat king? What wind is blowing you? ”
"Master Ling, look at it, I'm not burying me again." Thinking of the scene when he wanted to come here with the squires in the city to share meat and eat, but was beaten back in embarrassment, this Wang Baochang, who had a head and face in the city, quickly got up and responded.
"It's a big deal, Old Man Ling, the Japanese are here, and more than 1,000 people can enter the city in one brigade. This place has become Japanese, what Captain Matsui said was to meet everyone, eat and drink, and engage in Sino-Japanese friendship......"
"I also said that if that village does not send a representative, it means that there is no need for that village to exist." Wang Baochang took a breath and continued, "Our Lingjiazhai is comparable to four or five villages, if you don't go, that Matsui will know sooner or later." Li Xiucai in the city scolded the Japanese for scolding the Japanese...... The whole family was destroyed......"
"And such things...... These brutes ...... Occupy land and kill people? ”
"Yes, yes. We also have hundreds of people in Lingjiazhai, don't ......"
"Hey!" Old Man Ling took a puff of the old man's cigarette, "I've been here for thirty years, and I still can't escape?" ”
"Bolts, spare car...... Yingzi, inform Madame Young Master...... You don't have to wait for me to eat tonight. Good grandson, let your Aunt Yingzi hug, and grandpa will come back and play with you. With that, he handed the little young master to Yingzi, turned around and walked out with Wang Baochang......
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Anyang City, outside the four city gates, was guarded by a team of Japanese soldiers. In the city, the largest restaurant, Tianxian Building, was also guarded by Japanese soldiers all around. The three tables in the restaurant are full of delicious food, chicken, duck and fish, and in the hall, there are four Japanese singers dancing to the sound of music, and several Japanese officials around them are unabashedly greedy.
"Everyone, be quiet, Captain Matsui has something to say. Captain Matsui, please ......" Next to the chief seat, a man with gold-rimmed glasses and a glossy seven points stood up and commanded. Lord, a capable Japanese general stood up.
"Hello everyone, I'm Fujiichi Matsui, Major General of the Kwantung Army of the Imperial Japanese Empire, Captain of the Matsui Wing, and it's a pleasure to meet you. We are here to help you, your country is too backward, we are here with a friendly attitude, just like when Jianzhen went to the east and Xu Fu Dongdu helped us, and now we are also here to help you, but unfortunately, just a few days ago, on September 18, your backward, evil Northeast Military Government, actually stopped our good deeds, blew up the railroad we built for your convenience, and shot our goodwill personnel. You should have known about your government early on, but we only knew that we were oppressing, and we would bring you progress. You're all people with heads and faces in the neighborhood. As long as you take refuge in our Great Japanese Empire, I will give you what you want. He clapped his hands as he spoke, "Come on, bring it up." ”
The three Japanese soldiers each carried a tray and walked to the three tables.
"Everyone, little greeting gift, I hope you enjoy it."
Matsui walked through them one by one and lifted the red cloth on it. Pieces of bright gold bars appear in the tray.
"Gollum ......" A few spitting sounds appeared, and someone was obviously moved.
"As long as you cooperate with me, these will be as many as you want." Matsui looked triumphantly around the three tables of squires.
"Humph!" A humming, untimely voice came out. I saw an old man near the edge of the corner, slapping the cigarette pouch in his hand on the table. Everyone's eyes suddenly gathered. Several Japanese soldiers raised their rifles in their hands.
"This is ...... Chairman Lee, please introduce me. Matsui pressed his hand down at the Japanese soldier and said to the Chinese with eyes.
"Captain... This is the famous owner of Lingjiazhai, Yatoushan Coal Mine is his, and he is also the village chief of several villages near Yatoushan. Chairman Lee nodded at Matsui and introduced.
"Yo, it turned out to be Old Man Ling, your name is like thunder. What do you mean, old man? What's not to like? ”
"The affairs of the Chinese, we Chinese can solve it ourselves, just like a husband and wife quarrel, the old Wang Ba next door comes to make a lot of fun!" occupy our land, eat us, use us, and say that we are not good, and do not look at how many pounds and taels we have, and then grow a head and come again. ”
Old Man Ling stood up, even though the years had made the old man a little rickety, but at this time, the old man couldn't help but straighten his waist, staring at the Matsui Wing Captain in front of him with contempt.
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The September 18 Incident (also known as the Mukden Incident and the Wicker Lake Incident) was a war of aggression against China deliberately created and launched by Japan in Northeast China, which was the beginning of the Japanese imperialist invasion of China and the beginning of the Chinese nation's all-out war of resistance. On the night of September 18, 1931, under the arrangement of the Japanese Kwantung Army, the railway "garrison" blew up the tracks of the Japanese-built South Manchurian Railway near Wicker Lake in Shenyang, and blamed the Chinese army. The Japanese army used this as an excuse to bombard Shenyang's Beidaying for the "September 18 Incident". The next day, the Japanese army invaded Shenyang, and then occupied the three northeastern provinces one after another. In February 1932, the entire Northeast fell. After that, Japan established a puppet regime of Manchukuo in Northeast China, and began a 14-year enslavement and colonization of the people of Northeast China. The "September 18 Incident" was the inevitable result of the aggressive and expansionist policy pursued by Japanese imperialism against China for a long time, and was also an important step taken in an attempt to turn China into its exclusive colony. At the same time, it marked the beginning of the World Anti-Fascist War and opened the prelude to the Eastern Theater of World War II.