Chapter 10: Anqing (40)

Before he set off, Mo Di first sent a telegram, the recipient was Xu Ping, and the content was very simple: suspend the fire and do not be buried.

Mo Di thought very simply, it's normal to fight and kill, if he kills two of you, you can also kill two of him, but you can't do such a thing as a funeral that is too out of line and too weird, so that there is no way out, it is uncontrollable, and everyone is embarrassed.

From the bottom of my heart, Mo Di is still a little dissatisfied with the New Fourth Army, everyone is safe and sound, why should they have nothing to do. However, after thinking about it again, it is relieved that the New Fourth Army is an integral part of the National Revolutionary Army, but after all, it belongs to the management of the Red Party, and Lao Chiang has never regarded them as his own, and he was forced by the national anti-Japanese united front to give them a number and give them a space to live. However, they have always been embarrassed by only a lot more, not to mention how much military money and how much military money they have been given, and it can be seen from the arrangement of the garrison alone that it is full of conspiracies and tricks. According to the Central Military Commission, the New Fourth Army is stationed in the northern Hebei region, not to mention that it is already occupied by the Japanese army, and it is only a long way to cross the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. Because of this garrison problem, the New Fourth Army was driven to Jiangbei by the Third Theater and to Ludong by the 21st Group Army.

Ludong is Han Deqin's land, this Han Chuzhen, graduated from Baoding in the sixth term, chairman of Jiangsu Province, deputy commander-in-chief of the Lusu Theater, known as Nengwen and Wu, but from the mouth of Li Shigui, a classmate of the Hengshan tour cadre class, I heard that their Han commander level is very average, and he can stay in northern Jiangsu, mainly because he has an agreement with Liang Hongzhi in Nanjing, so as to keep the blue sky and the red flag fluttering in northern Jiangsu, otherwise, after the Xuzhou War, the Longhai line was occupied by the Japanese army, and most of the north and east of the Yellow Flood Area belong to the occupied area, How could there be a Han Deqin who is unique in northern Jiangsu.

Li Shigui once said that Han was welcome to the New Fourth Army to enter Ludong, and if the New Fourth Army did not come in, he would be right with the Japanese army, but he could not fight again, and he would have nowhere to run. Unexpectedly, the New Fourth Army not only repelled the Japanese puppet army, but also gained a foothold in northern Jiangsu and moved the Jiangbei General Headquarters to Bantaji. The so-called collapsed side, how can others be allowed to sleep soundly, Han Deqin naturally had an opinion, and regardless of whether these areas were snatched by the New Fourth Army from the Japanese army, he stretched out his hand with a shy face: Give me back my land. How can the land that the New Fourth Army has worked so hard to land from the hands of the Japanese puppets be handed over to others, not to mention that this is the place where the New Fourth Army can live and settle down, and it cannot be easily given up. As a result, since the beginning of the year, there has been constant friction between the two sides, and misfires have often occurred. During the Spring Festival, Li Benyi and Xu Ping sent the guard battalion commander Panlong to send a lot of supplies to Modi, in Mabu, listening to Panlong tell the story of the New Fourth Army and Han Deqin, one by one laughed back and forth, but did not expect that within a few days after the New Year, the New Fourth Army burned the fire to Li Benyi and Xu Ping's buttocks, and burned a lot of their butt hair.

Thinking of this, Mo Di couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The boat is against the cold wind, floating on the Wei River, the winter has not passed, the spring has not yet been traced, the color of the Wei River is still monotonous, the dark land, the dark trees, the dark sky, there is no light.

Qin Guosheng only brought less than a platoon of guards, more than 20 people, not that he didn't want to bring more people, but there were too many people to settle down. He found a small wooden boat at the Xiweihe Wharf in Mabu, the boat was not big, and it could seat about 30 people when it was crowded, and with luggage, it was already full. Qin Guosheng chartered the boat, through the old estuary to Lu'an, the plan from Lu'an to the shore, there is a highway from Lu'an to Hefei, there is a highway, there is a car, the car is far faster than the boat. A truck can only accommodate more than 20 people at most, which is the main reason for deciding how many people Qin Guosheng carries.

Sitting at the bow of the boat, the river wind was even colder, Mo Di hugged his coat and stretched out his head with his hand, the shrinkage time was too long, and his neck was a little sore.

Lu'an, walked a circle, and returned here, the summer before last, after the Hefei War, Mo Di had taken the 1056 regiment here to rectify for a period of time, although the time was not long, but it was also a familiar land, and once again, there was a trace of the past. Mo Di had just set foot on this familiar land, and someone had already reported to the 138th Division: Mo Di, the director of the Military Intelligence Department, had arrived in Lu'an. The Intelligence Department, which is a large or small department, cannot afford to offend. Mo Dehong, the commander of the 138th Division, asked his subordinates: Who has an old relationship with Mo Enemy, you look at me left and right, I look at you, and they all shook their heads together. At this time, Long Yanwu, the deputy division commander who was sitting on the side, turned to Mo Dehong and said: "When I was in the 174th Division, I had a relationship with Mo Di, if no one has an old relationship with him, then I will come out to meet him." ”

Mo Dehong said with a smile: "Our 138th Division, personnel changes a lot, before Zhong Yi and Li Benyi two brigade commanders had a good relationship with Mo Di, and then Zhong Yi went to the 173rd Division, Li Benyi went to Mingguang, and I can still know some old people in the 176th Division, I thought it was only me, but I didn't expect Deputy Division Commander Long to know him." ”

Long Yanwu said: "I just have a relationship with him, on the day we met, I left the 174th Division and came to the 138th Division, but at that time, Zhang Guangwei asked Mo Di to take over my post as chief of staff, relieved my siege, and I accepted his affection." Only later did I know that fortunately with him, the 31st Army did not suffer a big loss in Dayingji. ”

"This time, Mo Enemy came to Lu'an, since we came with the title of Chief of Military Intelligence, we can't slack off, my original intention was to find a colonel rank to come forward to receive him, so as to be commensurate with him on an equal footing, since this is the case, let Major General Long go to receive this military salute from Mo Tianzong." Mo Dehong said.

So, at Lu'an Wharf, under the greeting of Lieutenant Colonel Mo Zhongqing, the chief staff officer of the 412th Brigade, Mo Di stayed in a hotel in Lu'an City called Weishang's family in quite good condition. As soon as he put down his luggage, Major General Long Yanwu, deputy commander of the 138th Division and major general of the 412th Brigade, arrived.

Mo Di stood up very flattered, raised his hand to Salute Major General Long Yanwu, and said with a little panicked smile: "General Lao Long came to meet him in person, Mo Di is ashamed." ”

Long Yanwu returned the salute with a smile, pulled Mo Di to sit down, and said: "Director Mo is an important member of the military department, and when he comes to Lu'an, he should greet him, but Master Mo Dehong has too much official business and can't come in person, so he can only let Long replace him, and I hope Director Mo is not strange." ”

The two of them chattered a few words, and under the leadership of Long Yanwu, the two walked to a private room by the window in the front building of the Weishang family. There were already three people sitting in the private room, and when they saw Long Yanwu and Mo Di coming in, they all stood up. Long Yanwu introduced to Mo Di, one is Cui Jian, chief of staff of the colonel of the 138th Division, the other is Lieutenant Colonel Dai Jiajin, director of the Political Department of the 138th Division, and the other is Lieutenant Colonel Mo Zhongqing, the chief staff officer of the 412th Brigade who greeted him on the dock.

"Director Mo, it's easier today." Lieutenant Colonel Dai Jiajin, director of the Political Department, said: "It's cold, and I really can't be interested in stir-frying, knowing that Director Mo is from Guibei, he shouldn't be disgusted with hot pot, so today is the most famous hanging pot banquet in Lu'an." ”

When I walked into the private room, Mo Di found that something was wrong, there was no high table in this private room, only a round low table similar to the Guibei brazier, the center of the low table was a big clay pot, and in the center of the clay pot, there was a blazing charcoal fire, and the whole room was very warm under the baking of the charcoal fire.

When he saw that everyone was in order, a young man came and put down a rope with a hook on the sorghum in the middle of the house, and hung up a large iron pot. The bottom of the pot was neither high nor low, just above the raging flames, and after a while, a faint green smoke came out of the pot. A bowl of fat transparent bacon is poured into the pot, and the sound of thorns and thorns is quite pleasant. A handful of dried chili shells and ginger slices are thrown into the pot, popping in the oil, and then the dried bamboo shoots are added, and the aroma is immediately overflowing.

Mo Di asked Long Yanwu with a smile: "You dare to say that this is not the taste of your hometown?" ”

Long Yanwu is a native of Dong'an, Hunan, and was stunned by Mo Di's question, laughed, and said: "Don't say it, this thing is eight points similar to our bacon hot pot." ”

"Then it's not the same." Chief of Staff Cui Jian said: "Next, you can add all kinds of meat, or stir-fry, or add water to blanch, we choose wild boar, add water after eating, blanch tofu side dishes." I don't know this way of eating, it's not to Director Mo's appetite. ”

Mo Di smiled and said: "I want to eat it now, Chief of Staff Cui said this long list, but it was troublesome, I was thinking, whether to eat it now, or keep it for a while and eat it again." ”

Laughing, served a pot of fine little hanging wine, and began to drink.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, all the gossip and clichés that should be said have been said, and finally got to the point, Lieutenant Colonel Dai Jiajin, director of the Political Department, said with a smile: "If Director Mo likes the hanging pot in Lu'an, I am responsible for taking you to several famous hanging pot shops to taste the more flavorful Luotian hanging pot." His hanging pot is good first, a bit like the poon choi eaten by Foshan people, but the poon choi is cold, and he eats it hot. ”

Mo Di shook his head and said, "Director Dai, don't you see that I'm eating to the death, I just want to eat enough of this meal, and tomorrow there will be no such delicious food." ”

"What's wrong?" Long Yanwu heard what Mo Di meant: "Director Mo will stay overnight tonight and leave Lu'an tomorrow?" ”

"Yes!" Mo Di nodded and said, "I'm passing by this time, going to Chuzhou." ”

"Chuzhou?" Cui Jian was a little surprised and said, "That's enemy-occupied area!" ”

Mo Di talked about the conflict between Li Benyi and Xu Ping and the New Fourth Army, and finally said: "I just went to be that Lu Zhonglian." ”

Knowing that the intelligence director came to Lu'an not to rectify their intelligence, the four people present were relieved, and the atmosphere at the wine table also changed. Li Benyi was the commander of the 138th Brigade of the 414th Division, although none of you here were his subordinates, but they also belonged to the same camp. His maternal uncle, it must be his own people, as for the pseudo county magistrate, it has become a typical example of Cao Ying's heart and Han heart.

Dai Jiajin, director of the Political Department, has a relatively high political level, and he elevated the whole situation, saying: "The Kuomintang is in the hall, the Red Party is in the opposition, and the whole world is under the king's land, and the Red Party wants to occupy a part of the king's land, which shows that its ambitions are unpredictable. ”

Lieutenant Colonel Mo Zhongqing, chief staff officer of the 412 Brigade, completely disagreed, saying: "Half of China has been occupied by the Japanese, and I haven't seen the central government fart out, and the New Fourth Army occupies several counties, and they are all snatched back from the Japanese, so I have opinions, and this is completely fucking bullying the weak and fearing the hard." This Huang Xinnong is also a pseudo county magistrate in the final analysis, unless Li Benyi and Xu Ping can come up with evidence that he belongs to the military command or other departments, otherwise, the New Fourth Army is not wrong to kill him, and Jin Tongxuan has a personal vendetta and should be punished. ”

Long Yanwu said with a smile: "I'd rather than a foreign thief than a house slave, and if you didn't say it today, you guys are indignant here." Jin Tongxuan's matter, don't stand and talk without backache, whoever kills your maternal uncle will be in a hurry. ”

Mo Die laughed, this is the reason, this is a bit like the Nanning puppet government and the Chongqing government, they scold in the newspaper every day, and they are friends in private, Han Deqin and Liang Hongzhi are living examples.

Cui Jian is a graduate of the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School, a native of Rong County, a simple person, and a more reasonable speaker, he said to Mo Di that this kind of Lu Zhonglian is not something that Mo Di can do, because the struggle between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party has been going on for a long time, and the life and death of the nation are at present, and the interests of the party will be temporarily put aside, and once the national contradictions are resolved, the interests of the party will automatically escalate. It stands to reason that the world belongs to the Kuomintang and does not have a share in the Red Party, but the Red Party has put forward a theory that the world belongs to the people, everyone has a share, and cannot belong to a certain family or a certain party. What's more, Jinpu Road has long been occupied by the Japanese army, not from the national army, but from the Japanese army to seize back the land, the New Fourth Army grabbed reasonably.

Mo Di nodded, since it came, it followed its nature, the public said that the public was reasonable, the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, and most of the people who did Lu Zhonglian were characters who mixed a few meals and drinks, and the parties were all shrewd people, how to deal with them had already thought about it, thinking of this, the mind and body relaxed, and the chopsticks stretched out towards a piece of dried bamboo shoots in the pot, and the dried bamboo shoots full of oil were more flavorful than bacon.