Lao Mao stood up and walked two steps in the small courtyard, lowered his head and pondered for a while before saying, "The work of confirming the news must be done well." But I have a hunch that Koiso Kuniaki's speech is likely to be true, and there should be chaos in Japan by now. ”

"The next step will definitely affect the interior of the Japanese army invading China. Don't forget, the Japanese have always carried out militaristic education, mythical emperors, and brainwashing education for their soldiers to be loyal to the emperor, and now their spiritual pillar Japanese emperor has been murdered by Japanese army generals, you say, what will happen to those Japanese soldiers! ”

When Lao Zhou and Mr. Zhu heard this, they both nodded thoughtfully.

"In my opinion, we are going to hold an enlarged military conference, and we must carefully study this matter. Whether it is the rebellion of the Japanese army generals or the conspiracy of Koiso Kuniaki to seize power, this is good news for us in China, the more chaotic Japan is, the better, the Japanese War Department is the limbs of the Japanese army, and the staff headquarters is the brain of the Japanese army. I suddenly realized that Kuniaki Koiso is really a good comrade. In the end, Lao Mao's tone was ridiculing, and the three of them laughed.

Streets of Chongqing.

"Outside the nickname, the Emperor of Japan was assassinated, and Hideki Tojo was executed."

"Outside the nickname, Japan's civil strife, the situation of the Anti-Japanese War has taken a major turn, and victory is just around the corner."

A newsboy suddenly burst onto the street, holding a newly printed newspaper in his hand, shouting as he ran.

After this trumpet. More newsboys rushed into the streets, newspaper in hand, shouting loudly.

This newly reprinted Republic of China Daily. It is a special issue printed at the behest of the newspaper's editor-in-chief, and is devoted to the assassination of the Japanese emperor and the contents of Koiso Kuniaki's speech. Moreover, there is no charge for this special issue of printing, and the newsboys sell the newspaper themselves after receiving it, and they make money by selling as much as they sell, so those newsboys work harder than usual.

When Yang Sen heard the newsboy's number, he first didn't believe it, and then thought that the newspaper could not be fake, so he hurriedly rushed out of the teahouse and grabbed a newsboy to grab a newspaper.

"Sir. You haven't paid yet. The newsboy looked at the man in military uniform in front of him and said weakly.

"Ah, oh, here you go." Yang Sen took out a handful of fiat currency from his pocket and stuffed it into the newsboy, turned around and entered the teahouse.

The newsboy looked at the pile of fiat currency in his hand, and then looked at the officer who had entered the teahouse, and said that I don't accept fiat currency, but I don't have the guts, anyway, I didn't spend money to approve it, so I stuffed the pile of fiat currency into my pocket. Ran away and continued to sell.

Yang Sen was a second lieutenant officer in the Sichuan Army, who fought for several years, always defeated, running and running, and his colleagues around him changed one after another. Thankfully, he survived.

"Old Yang, what did the newspaper say." Several low-ranking officers sitting together looked at Yang Sen, and someone said, "Brother Sen." Read to us what the hell is going on. Japan's Emperor is really dead. ”

The level of education of the low-ranking officers of the Sichuan army is generally low, well. In fact, most people have no culture, the majority are illiterate, and the five people at the table have only been in private school for a few years, and they can be regarded as literate.

Yang Sen looked at the newspaper and didn't speak, but the expression on his face kept changing, from joy to surprise, to ecstasy, and then jumped up all of a sudden, and said loudly: "Brothers, do you know, the emperor of Japan is dead, do you know how to die, it was stoned, hahaha, God really has eyes, it was their own soldiers who stoned to death." ”

At this time, the storytelling in the teahouse also stopped, and when other people heard this, they gathered around, and some people shouted: "Master Jun, you have made it clear, what the hell is going on?" ”

Yang Sen laughed and replied, "It was stoned to death." ”

Several of his brothers were also anxious, "Brother Sen, don't laugh, what the hell is going on, what a death." ”

The others also asked what was going on.

Yang Sen swept the teapot and teacup on the table to the side, then stepped on the stool to occupy the table, raised the newspaper in his hand, and said loudly: "Brothers, fathers and fellow villagers, the newspaper says that the emperor of Japan, oh, the emperor, is dead. Do you know how he died, he was assassinated, do you know who assassinated him, it was a Japanese soldier, the newspaper said that he was the former prime minister of Japan, called Hideki Tojo, it was this guy who launched the Japanese devil to fight our China, the newspaper said that when the old devil was on stage, he lost the war and was dismissed by the emperor, this old devil was not satisfied with being ousted by the emperor, so he thought about launching a coup d'état, and then find someone to assassinate their emperor, and the Japanese emperor died so aggrieved, it was really happy. ”

Yang Sen had a loud voice, full of Sichuan dialect, and paused from time to time to arouse people's interest, and finally said that when the Japanese emperor died, everyone present broke out into enthusiastic cheers, and the people applauded loudly, which was more lively than listening to the commentary.

"Brothers, folks, it's not over yet, there are even happier things, the newspaper said that this rebellion was extinguished by the current prime minister of Little Japan called Little Chicken, and Tojo Hideki also clicked, and killed a lot of Japanese generals, called Sugiyama Moto, Umezu Mijiro and other big people died seven or eight, that is a river of blood."

As soon as Yang Sen finished speaking, everyone broke out into warm cheers again, people may not know who Hideki Tojo is, but as long as they hear that it is a Japanese general, it must be a big man, he died well, and he deserved to die.

"The dog bites the dog's hair, okay, let little Japan bite it by itself, it's better to die."

"It's just that it's good to be all dead, and little Japanese is not a good person."

"Who said there are no good people in Little Japan." Objections were raised.

Suddenly, people cast angry eyes on the person who spoke, and the person was not panicked, and continued: "I think the prime minister named Little Chicken is a good person, you see him, he is really not soft when he kills Little Japan, I think it, as long as it is a person who kills Japanese, he is a good person." It's just that the name of this prime minister is really bad, how can he call it a chicken, indecent, indecent. ”

When everyone present heard this, they immediately burst into laughter. The atmosphere in the teahouse reached its highest at this moment.

The boss also came over to join in the fun, and said to the guests: "Today is a festive day, the teahouse is a big reward, and the refreshments are all 20% off." ”

Someone laughed and scolded: "Boss Cai, you can deduct it, such a big happy event, you only get a 20% discount, so you can't be generous and directly exempt the order." ”

Boss Cai waved his hand: "It's eight folds." However, I decided that all the surplus of this month would be donated to the Anti-Japanese Salvation Association to do my part to fight devils. ”

"Good ......"

"Good ......"

The teahouse erupted in enthusiastic applause again. (To be continued......)