Chapter 1: Eternal Blessing (2)

The head catcher in the county originally wanted to see the excitement, but when he looked at the officer in the shed, he knew that this person had been hung on the wall and could not get off the stage at all. Looking around, the head catcher knew that at this time, only by taking action himself could he resolve the dilemma in front of him.

Throwing a few Guangyang in his hand into the box, the head catcher came to the martial arts arena with his legs, split the gong that was beating joyfully, and threw it to the ground, making a loud choking sound. When everyone was shocked by the sound of the gong, the head catcher came and said: "Don't be fooling around with me, if you want to join the army as soon as possible, if you don't count enough, you will draw Ding, which one will be drawn, and which one will be taken away. ”

Suddenly, the audience was so quiet that you could hear a needle falling to the ground.

Only then did the officer come back to his senses and whispered to the sloppy master beside him: "Is this little brother really as powerful as the people say?" ”

The sloppy master nodded, put on the reading glasses with the broken leg, and whispered: "This is not to lie to you, Sir Zhang, don't look at this little brother, he is not tall and not big, but kung fu, that is really an invincible opponent in Yongning Prefecture, the most rare thing is that he can be martial arts and literature, write well, and do good articles." He is the nephew of the magistrate of Mo County, our Baishou County, and his father is the principal of the primary school. His big name is Mo Tianzong, and his small name is Mo Yongfu, but the villagers in the four miles and eight towns don't call him by his big name, just call him Modi. It's just a little slow, fifteen years old, and it looks like a twelve-year-old. ”

The master and Mo Minghua, Mo Minghua, the father of Mo Di, are old acquaintances, and they also know Mo Di, so they walked in front of Mo Di and said in the posture of an elder: "Why is Yongfu so free today, not studying at home, and coming to the county to go shopping." ”

Mo Di rolled his eyes and said, "Does the master have any money, borrow me two copper plates, go eat a bowl of rice noodles, and starve me to death." ”

The master hurriedly touched his body, up and down, and then said to Mo Di with a shy and embarrassed face: "I'm sorry, I changed my clothes early this morning and forgot to put the money on my body." ”

Mo Di smiled and said: "Master, can you find another reason, this reason is known to the people of Yongning Prefecture, and a sloppy dress that has not been changed for half a year always says that he changed his clothes early in the morning." ”

The sloppy master was so embarrassed that his face was red, and his eyes were blurred into a slit hidden behind his reading glasses and he didn't dare to open them.

"Hello little brother Mo, I didn't have breakfast either, can you please go and eat." Zhang Guangwei immediately rushed up when he saw the opportunity: "It's just that I don't know the way, so I have to ask my little brother to take me there." ”

Mo Di glanced at Zhang Guangwei and said with a smile: "Pingshui friends, how can you let the military master break the bank." ”

"All friends in the world, once born, second ripe!" didn't wait for Mo Di to agree, and pulled Mo Di away.

At the entrance of the vegetable market, there is a rice noodle shop, with a high-hanging signboard, a low dining table, a three-point beauty of the proprietress and the oily apron on her waist, which constitutes a scene of Baishou. In Baishou City, if it is a street day, people from all over the country come to rush to the street, and there are relatively more varieties of things to eat, if it is a free day, if you want to find something to eat, there is only this rice noodle shop. It's past breakfast time, and the time for lunch has not arrived, there is not a single diner in the rice noodle shop, the proprietress is washing dishes and sweeping the floor, the firewood in the big stove has already been pulled out, and only some scattered fire seeds are still flashing red.

"I want two large bowls of dry rice noodles." Mo Di commanded, and took Zhang Guangwei to sit in the window seat.

The proprietress answered, first served two bowls of hot soup, there were two slices of coriander and three green onions in the soup, but there was a fragrance straight to the door, Mo Di hurriedly picked up a bowl, blew it, drank a big sip, and finally stopped ringing after being hungry for a morning.

Zhang Guangwei took a look and knew that it was an old soup made of chicken bones, and it was good to be able to eat such authentic chicken soup in this place, and then looked at the young man in front of him, his face had been completely buried in the sea bowl.

After drinking the soup in a hurry, Mo Di smiled apologetically at Zhang Guangwei and said, "I'm really hungry, this bowl of soup was originally drunk after eating rice noodles, so I killed him first." ”

Zhang Guangwei said with a smile: "At your age, it's time to eat a long meal, and the amount of food is large!" ”

"Is Chief Zhang from the National Army?" Mo Di asked.

"Yes? No, I don't know what to say. Zhang Guangwei himself was not sure, and he hesitated and didn't know how to answer. After a while, he explained: "The recruited soldiers are nominally the founding army of Shen Hongying, a native of Luzhai, but the cost of recruiting soldiers is paid by the brigade commander Zhong Zupei of Yangshuo's Dinggui Thief Alliance, and the recruited soldiers do not go to Guilin, but gather and train in the Yanshan area, so I don't know very well whether it belongs to the Founding Army or the Dinggui Thief Alliance." ”

Mo Di smiled faintly, in today's general trend in Guangxi, he has heard the uncle who was the county magistrate talk to his father, Li Zongren and Huang Shaohong's Dinggui Thief Coalition Army has sprung up, Lu Rongting's end of the road, Shen Hongying's left and right currying, and Zhang Yiqi's cheap governor all understand. In particular, Li Zongren's hometown Liangjiang Shen Hongying's hometown is not far from Baishou, and it is very close to the township party, and he can even find some twists and turns in kinship, so compared with other people, he has more friendship and is more interested in telling their stories. Mo Di took a few big bites, even biting and dragging them, quickly ate a bowl of dry noodles, scraped his lips with the head of chopsticks, and asked the proprietress to come with half a bowl of soup and smooth her throat.

Until the soup in Mo Enemy's bowl was drunk clearly, the powder in front of Zhang Guangwei was still motionless, and seeing that Mo Enemy was still unfinished, he pushed his own bowl over and said: "Get rid of this bowl again, watching you eat it is more appetizing than eating it myself." Mo Di glanced at Zhang Guangwei embarrassedly, and under Zhang Guangwei's encouraging gaze, he took Zhang Guangwei's rice noodles in front of him, and it was another round of wind and clouds, and he ate cleanly after a few strokes, before patting his stomach and saying: "This time I am really full, and I feel so good when I am full!" ”

The well-fed Mo Di saw Zhang Guangwei's doubts about the recruitment of the Dinggui Thief Coalition Army in the name of the Founding Army, the so-called cannibalistic soft-mouthed, and felt that he should help this soldier brother explain one or two, straighten out his thinking, and said: "Now that Lu Rongting, the governor of Guangxi Province, has been defeated and retreated to Xing'an County, entrenched in Guilin on the surface, it seems that it is Shen Hongying, a native of Luzhai, but it is actually Li Zongren's Guangxi Dinggui Thief Alliance, the problem is that the base camp of the Dinggui Thief Coalition Army is far away in Nanning, and Liuzhou has just been snatched from Shen Hongying. The army around Guilin has only one brigade of Zhong Zupei stationed in Yangshuo, and it is completely impossible to use Zhong Zupei's brigade to deal with Lu Rongting and Shen Hongying. Chief Zhang recruited troops in Baishou and assembled in Yanshan, just to expand the Dinggui Bandit Alliance and prepare for the final battle of Guilin. The reason why the name of the founding army is borrowed is only because the local people do not know the name of the Dinggui Thief Alliance. ”

Hearing Mo Di say this, Zhang Guangwei was taken aback, is this the words of a half-year-old man who is only fifteen years old living in the mountains, more thorough than himself, a twenty-six-year-old who graduated from Guilin's Grade A Industrial School, is he too stupid or the other party is too shrewd! Zhang Guangwei made up his mind at this moment, even if he couldn't recruit a few soldiers in Baishou this time, he must take the half-grown child in front of him away, he can be a great help to himself.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Guangwei immediately became smarter, as an adult who had seen the world and read foreign books, he understood Mo Di's hobby very well, and said to Mo Di with a smile: "I heard from the locals, Little Brother Mo is very good at fists and feet, I don't know if he has ever played with firearms?" After that, he untied a shell gun with a box from his body and put it on the small table where he ate rice noodles, gently pressed the lid of the gun box, pulled the gun out of the wooden box, the blue paint was shining coldly, and gently pulled the bolt, withdrew a bullet from the chamber of the gun, and put it on the table, delicate and beautiful, gold-like color, very valuable.

Sure enough, Mo Di was immediately attracted by the murderous guy in front of him, Baishou is a place, located in a mountainous area, although it is a county, but it is also a small county, there is no serious army in the county, let alone modern weapons, the police chief who was directly transferred from the Yongning Prefecture in the Qing Dynasty is also unarmed, and the only few patrols under his command are armed with wooden poles and red tasseled iron guns, and it looks like the majesty is down. I have also seen the army crossing the border and robbed by bandits, most of them are long spears such as burning sticks, and this delicate short gun in front of me is the first time I have seen it.

This is a Mauser pistol, the nameplate on the gun shows that the Han Factory is 12 years old, it is a product of the Hanyang Arsenal in 1923 AD, the standard ten-round magazine type, the muzzle of the rifle is still very deep, it is a good gun that is not used much. In fact, this is not Zhang Guangwei's gun, but a prop lent by the Dinggui Thief Coalition Army to the recruiters to install the façade, making the recruiters look more magnificent. As for the future ownership of the gun, the brigade commander Zhong Zupei said that it is not difficult to turn this gun into his own matching gun, as long as he recruits back 50 people, he can become a company commander, he can hang a barge gun with lotus seed soup, and he can only carry a spear when he is a rib master.

Seeing Mo Di's envious face, the saliva on the corner of his mouth flowed for a long time, and his hand trembled and touched the handle of the gun, for fear that he would use heavy force and touch the pistol, Zhang Guangwei was so happy that he almost laughed out loud, he knew that this half-sized man who had beaten all over Yongning Prefecture could easily take it away.

Zhang Guangwei recruited a total of 17 people in Baishou, basically achieved the goal, and he also asked his family to help recruit troops in his hometown Yongfu Town, Yongfu Town is larger than Baishou and has a larger population, and it is estimated that the number of recruits will be more, and the two sides together are more than enough to be a platoon commander even if he can't be a company commander.

That night, Mo Di followed Zhang Guangwei's team and left the old city of Baishou for the first time, the pine torches illuminated the path by the West River, the wind blew the branches, the water washed the rocks, and Mo Di was at a loss as to how to walk the road ahead.

From when an ignorant teenager followed Zhang Guangwei to leave his hometown Baishou, to today, he knows that the Mandate of Heaven sits on Hong Kong Island and looks back on the past, thirty-five years have passed, as if with a flick of his fingers, the years are really a ruthless pig-killing knife, grinding away his youth and his life! Mo Wei let out a long sigh.

Zhang Guangwei is the first chief after his enlistment, and he is also the longest-standing chief, after the mainland changed hands, he came to Hong Kong, Zhang Guangwei changed banners in Xilong, became an uprising officer, and served as a counselor of the Guangxi Provincial Government. Or a few years ago through Hong Kong star Lin Dai's father, Li Zongren's confidential secretary Cheng Siyuan learned the news of the old chief, what is touching is that the old chief in the mainland, has always been very worried about himself in Hong Kong, Cheng Siyuan often travels to and from the mainland Hong Kong, the old chief asked Cheng Siyuan to transfer to his own small yard of the deed, which is his current residence, after completing the transfer procedures, it has become his only industry in Hong Kong.

Only later did I learn that the old chief knew his situation in Hong Kong, and coordinated a property for himself among the many industries left overseas in the Gui family, so that he would not be left without a fixed place to live in a foreign land. Benevolence and righteousness! The old chief took himself out of the mountain country, gave himself a new world, and finally gave himself a home. Whether the old chief is okay, and how the old friends are doing, are now on the other side as today, and I don't know if there will be a day of goodbye. The water of the West River is still so green, the city wall of Yongning Prefecture is still so high, and the proprietress of the rice noodle shop should be old, I don't know if the rice noodle shop will still open...... Mo Di once again fell into deep thoughts.