"Mr. Zhang, this is the territory of the Chinese, we first occupy the 'geographical advantage', and then all the people are united in seeking 'harmony', and finally wait for the 'heavenly time'. If the time, the place, the people, and the three strips are all occupied, why can't you win this war?" I said.

Anyone who knows history knows that the eight-year War of Resistance relied on the word "endurance" until the resources in the country were exhausted, and its combat effectiveness was also crushed.

On the battlefield of the two armies, the Chinese army resisted desperately, and the guerrillas in the rear attacked and harassed with "sparrow warfare and movement warfare", blowing up the enemy's arsenals, railways, and supply depots, making the enemy tired and unable to settle down. Under this kind of front and back attack, the war was won with difficulty.

Pessimistic people can't see hope, or they beg for death by hitting pebbles, or flee away from the wind, and the rest are staunch patriots and family lovers.

Zhang Quanzhong nodded: "You said it very well, if the Xiangyong and Tuanlian in Jinan have such determination as you, the end of the Japanese invaders will not be far away." ”

This time, all three of them in the shadows hung their heads silently.

At the moment of the great enemy, if they are all as sharp as them, then there is no need to talk about counterattacking.

"Let's take a step?" Zhang Quanzhong asked.

I nodded, carefully avoiding the undulating dunes and ridges on the ground, and walked over to him.

"Everyone be on guard and wait for us to come back. Zhang Quanzhong commanded loudly.

The two of us bypassed the statue of Tiegong and entered the east side of the courtyard through a dark corridor. In the middle of the courtyard stood a delicate and clear strange stone, five or six meters high, and its highest point had already exceeded the roof ridge of the North House.

The courtyard was silent, and dozens of piles of bluestones were scattered on the ground, the highest being more than two meters, and the lowest was only up to my knees.

The full moon has risen, hanging high in the eastern sky and shining on the earth.

At this moment, in Jinan, there are no flashing neon lights, and there is no traffic that connects head to tail, everything is primitive and simple, low-key and bleak.

Literary and artistic works often promote the argument of "returning to the good old days", but blindly returning to the basics is not necessarily a good thing, after all, we human beings are constantly developing, and only development is a positive and unbreakable truth.

I look eastward, if it is in the 21st century today, I can see the renovated Daming Lake New Scenic Area, I can also see the wide Minghu East Road, and the East Gate Commodity City rising from the ground. Of course, the area around Haiyanmen and Huayuan Road has long been lined with high-rise buildings and prosperous.

The blood of the predecessors has watered the flower of victory, and only then has there been a thriving new Jinan in the 21st century. Every young person who is fortunate enough to be born in New China and grew up under the red flag should be proud of this.

"There are a lot of people here, but none of them are as calm as you are. I've calculated for a long time that there is no savior in the world, but there are some geniuses who can turn the tide on their own when the edifice is about to fall. I hope it's you, but I don't want ...... I don't want it to be you. Alas, between gains and losses, it is really unsettling!" Zhang Quanzhong sighed faintly.

I withdrew my chaotic thoughts and stared at the boulder in the courtyard.

This place is Daming Lake, and there should be no Taihu Lake stone. Moreover, most of the people in Jinan take Mount Tai stone town house, and only in the park scenic spot there are tall strange stones for tourists to enjoy.

"This stone is rare—" I closed my eyes and let it form a complete image in my mind. There are too many holes in it, roughly estimated to be more than a hundred, and none of them are straight through, all of them are zigzag and snakey, and there is no end in sight.

In the eyes of thaumaturgists, this porous boulder is the easiest to hide ferocious insects and can have a subtle and complex effect on the feng shui of the courtyard.

"Yes, I took a lot of effort to get it from the south. It's hard at first, and I've used it as a primer for all my thaumaturgy, so no matter how hard it is, I have to do it. Zhang Quanzhong laughed.

In many thaumaturgical fields, the word "medicine primer" is just a fictitious reference, not a true "medicine", nor a true "introduction".

I didn't open my eyes, and continued to use my subconscious mind to explore the purpose of those stone piles.

The stone pile is the stone formation, and the stone formation is the battle formation. So I quickly realized that Zhang Quanzhong had arranged a fierce and abnormal pocket array in this East Cross Courtyard. Anyone who enters the hospital will be in danger of his life.

"Who are you going to deal with?" I opened my eyes and looked at him calmly.

The name of "God Operator" originated in the period of King Zhou's war, and Jiang Shang and Jiang Ziya, the army division under the command of King Zhou, were able to strategize and win thousands of miles away, so the gods and immortals called it "God Operator", and it was extremely accurate to say that his prediction was accurate. Since Jiang Ziya, those who can be called "god operators" are Zhang Liang, Zhuge Kongming, Xu Maogong, Xu Da and a few others. Today, colleagues in the rivers and lakes respect Zhang Quanzhong as "the first god operator in Jiangbei", which shows that his computing ability is also unique in the world.

"Who else? Japanese. Zhang Quanzhong replied proudly.

"How?" I asked.

"At noon tomorrow, the three chefs of Manhan Lou Liu, Guan and Zhang will come over together, and they will open three tables in the north house to feast on the head of the garrison. It was a Hongmen feast, and when the banquet was at its best, the enemy chieftain was about to fall to the ground. My biggest concern is a woman, and if I can entrust her to you, I will no longer have to worry about her. He said.

Manhanlou is one of the century-old restaurants in Jinan's catering industry before the liberation, the ingredients are all from the Northeast Xing'an Mountains, and its chef is the imperial dining room in the palace. Flipping through the century-old customs of Jinan, you can see the name of "Manhan Building", its location is in the area of Hongjialou Cathedral, the chef is indeed Liu, Guan, Zhang, the three of them, the skills are comparable, and the dishes they are good at are complementary to each other, it is quite rare to find a trinity of super chefs.

"What can I do?" I looked at Zhang Quanzhong quietly.

He is a "god operator" and has already expected everything, maybe at this moment I should honestly listen to his instructions and fully support his "Hongmen Banquet" plan.

"Assassinating the enemy chieftain" is not a long-term strategy, but this kind of assassination can effectively deter the enemy and weaken the enemy's command ability. Even if the enemy reassigns the commander from elsewhere to take over, it will have to take a long time to adapt and will not be able to launch a new round of exploitation of the people.

Besides, there are so many people in China, even if ten fight one or a hundred fight one, they will have already fought the devil to death.

"Take her away. Zhang Quanzhong said.

At first, his voice was calm and mature, but at the mention of this woman, his expression changed, like the Yellow River in February after the spring breeze thawed. It can be seen that he is talking about the woman he loves, and that kind of love comes from the bottom of his heart and cannot be concealed.

"You know me, you know where I came from, how to take her away, and how you can entrust me with such a heavy responsibility?" I asked.

I was the one who strayed into the Plum Blossom Mansion, I woke up from a dream, the hallucinations disappeared, and I disappeared, and I couldn't bear Zhang Quanzhong's trust at all.

"Anyone else who takes her in except you is a litter of deaths. You say, do I dare to entrust it to someone else? Only you, I calculated that the finale is 'even if there are a thousand kinds of styles' - not a good ending, but the best of a hundred. You must know that in order to wait for such an ending, I have postponed the time of the Hongmen Banquet thirty times, from last autumn to the present. Because of my indecision, the enemy carried out seven sweeps in the Changqing area in a row, and at least 15 villages with a total of more than 200 innocent people were killed. I can't delay any longer, the heavens are angry, the mountains and lakes are angry, and the tolerance for me has reached the limit. Promise me, I'm desperate too. He said.

"It's not a matter of agreeing or not, I'm afraid of hurting her and betraying your trust—"

Before I finished speaking, Zhang Quanzhong had already clasped his fists at me and bowed to the ground.

"I'm going to die, but she can't die, she's already pregnant with my baby. He choked up.

The dignified "No. 1 God Operator in Jiangbei" was crying silently at the moment, and tears flowed backwards and fell at his feet.

In this case, I couldn't refuse, so I could only promise in a deep voice: "Okay, Mr. Zhang, I promise you that I will do my best to ensure the safety of this person." ”

In troubled times, it is difficult for a person to even protect himself, and if he promises to protect a weak woman who is pregnant, it is really a big deal.

"Thank you. Zhang Quanzhong bowed three times in a row before he straightened up as if relieved.

His face was full of tears, but he had a childlike smile.

I was a little apprehensive in my heart, the real thaumaturgists are like water when they make a move, and the calmer they are, the more they can exert the power of thaumaturgy. Thaumaturgy is originally a contest within the spiritual realm, and the more focused the mind, the greater the chance of victory.

Judging from Zhang Quanzhong's performance, his heart has softened and messed up, how can he go all out to devote himself to the "Hongmen Banquet"?

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the junior officer. He said.

We walked along the side corridor to the north, then folded the hand-copying verandah in front of the north house, and entered the house through the main entrance.

As soon as I entered, I smelled the fragrant and touching scent of ink.

In the middle of the north room was a huge bookcase, at least four meters long and two meters wide, and it was dark and heavy, which should be high-quality materials such as ironwood and hundred-year-old walnut.

Behind the bookcase stands a person, holding a brush in his right hand and an ancient book in his left hand, overlooking a small block calligraphy work that has just been written.

It was a plainly dressed girl, with a middle-parted schoolgirl hair that was unique to that era, and her hair fell down to the cheeks, looking delicate and neat.

"Petty official, there is a guest here. Zhang Quanzhong shouted happily.

The girl looked up and looked at Zhang Quanzhong with a smile in her eyes.

I saw her face clearly, and I was immediately stunned, and I actually felt that that face had seven points of goodness.

"Xiaoguan, this gentleman's surname is Xia, his name is Tianshi, and he is a good friend of mine. He is going to travel far away in a few days, just to take you out of Jinan. Zhang Quanzhong hurriedly introduced.

The girl glanced at me and shook her head slightly: "No, I said it a long time ago, I won't leave." The people I care about are in this apocalyptic city, and even if I leave alive, I won't be at ease. You know what I think in my heart, if you really want to meet each other at the Hongmen Banquet, then you just have to do it. Since I am already your man, I must follow your moral thinking and regard the invading army as a thief. I, Jingguan Xiaowu, have been reading poetry and books since I was a child, but how can I not be able to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil? The invading army has committed heinous crimes in the past two years, and it is really no longer a human being but a beast, and killing them is also doing good deeds. You must rest assured, I will not hold you back. ”

From this passage, I learned that her name was "Jingguan Xiaomai", which was supposed to be a Japanese girl's name. So, Zhang Quanzhong fell in love with a Japanese person, and he also had a child with her.

"Dilemma—huge dilemma!" I gasped at what Zhang Quanzhong had done.

In the era of the National War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, he liked this Japanese girl, which was tantamount to being the enemy of the people of the whole country.