"How can I reply to Wang Xiaohu? Do you want to tell him these things?"
"If you make a mistake, you will be wrong." Song Tiejun wanted to wait for Wang Xiaohu to finish his toss, and his plan would be completed. As long as the guerrillas were destroyed and Wang Xiaohu was captured, Wencheng would have no traitors. In this land, there is only one party, one government, and one doctrine, which can truly realize the dictatorship advocated by the chairman of the committee.
Wang Xiaohu said goodbye to Yang Sicheng early in the morning and went to the address of Zhang Fengshan on the list: No. 8 Wencheng Old Street. When he arrived here, he couldn't help being surprised. I saw a tall gate tower with two plaques in Chinese characters "Zhang's House" hung on it. He knew this was Zhang Fuhai's house, and he and Hong Changrong had been here before. Is Zhang Fengshan from here? What is his relationship with Zhang Fuhai? Wang Xiaohu has more questions in his mind, he thinks he can only get the answer if he finds Zhang Fuhai.
Zhang Fuhai refused to say "no see" when he heard that a stranger wanted to see him. Originally, this was not in line with Zhang Fuhai's character. Business people pay attention to harmony and make money. There is no reason to reject people thousands of miles away. It turned out that Song Tiejun called him early this morning, saying that a Communist Party member was going to see him recently and wanted to find out about Zhang Fengshan, and suggested that he better not see him.
After Wang Xiaohu was rejected, he felt baffled. Isn't Zhang Fuhai able to pinch and count, foresight? How does he know what to do with him? Does he have any unspeakable concealment
Suddenly, Wang Xiaohu had an idea, and he had a plan in his heart. He returned to the "Hongji Grocery Store" and took out a jade bracelet from the safe, which was left by Hong Changrong's ancestor. Hong Changrong donated it as a special party fee for emergency use. Putting on a suit and hat, Wang Xiaohu went straight to the pawnshop opened by Zhang Fuhai and asked for the jade bracelet to be pawned.
The person in charge of the pawnshop saw that he was an old man, he liked it, and said, "Ocean 20 yuan."
Wang Xiaohu said: "Look carefully again."
The person in charge of the pawnshop looked at it carefully again, and it was indeed a good thing, so he asked: "30 yuan is not appropriate?"
Wang Xiaohu said: "I want to have an interview with your boss."
The person in charge of the pawnshop knew that this thing was worth at least a hundred dollars. He didn't want to miss the business, so he said: "Okay, I'll take you to see the boss."
The person in charge of the pawnshop led the way, naturally unimpeded, and they quickly met Zhang Fuhai.
The person in charge of the pawnshop presented the jade bracelet to Zhang Fuhai and said: "Boss, this gentleman pawns, I offer a price of 30 yuan, he does not agree, and he has to talk to you in person."
Zhang Fuhai took a closer look at the jade bracelet. It was a good jade jade bracelet, with a greenish blue color and a faint red thread in the middle. His heart moved, this jade bracelet has a certain age, it has been worn on people's hands for a long time, and it merges with people's essence and blood, so red silk will appear. Zhang Fuhai remembers the magical description in the "Baopuzi" written by Ge Hong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty: "Golden jade is in the nine orifices, and the dead will be immortal", "Jade is also a fairy medicine, but it is rare to hear. The Jade Scripture says: Take gold Those who live as gold are like gold, and those who serve jade are as long as jade."
"This gentleman, your jade bracelet is like a family treasure, why do you want to pawn it?" Zhang Fuhai asked puzzledly.
Wang Xiaohu said: "Boss, good eyesight! Speaking of this jade bracelet, there is a story, but I only want to tell you."
Zhang Fuhai immediately became interested. He said to the person in charge of the pawnshop: "You go back first, and I will send someone to notify you after I negotiate the price with this gentleman."
Seeing that he and Zhang Fuhai were the only people in the house, Wang Xiaohu said, "Boss Zhang, the owner of this jade bracelet is no longer alive."
"Then why is it in your hands now?" Zhang Fuhai also felt embarrassed, the things are still there, people have forgotten, especially this kind of treasure that can be passed down forever, and its owner does not know how many, they disappear in In the long river of time, there is no trace.
"Don't you want to know how his master died?"
"If you are not afraid of bringing back sad memories, I am willing to listen."
Wang Xiaohu nodded, staring into Zhang Fuhai's eyes and said, "I tell you, its owner died because of Zhang Fengshan."
Zhang Fuhai was caught off guard, surprised and angry, and blamed: "This gentleman, are you too rude? Xiaoer Fengshan is studying abroad and can only go home at the end of the month. What do you say he killed someone? Let's go to the police. Go to the bureau to make it clear."
Wang Xiaohu understood now. It turned out that Zhang Fengshan was Zhang Fuhai’s youngest son, so he said: "You are old to calm down, I am just here to ask you for verification. I have a detention center registration form with Zhang Fengshan's name and address on it, and I listen to it. It is said that Zhang Fengshan killed himself, do you know this?"
Zhang Fuhai was furious, "Bullshit! My son is so good, how did you curse him for death? It seems that you are not here to be a thing. Take your things and let me go. I don't want to see you again."
Wang Xiaohu touched his nose and had to go to the Yingjiang Tea House. He hoped that Yang Sicheng would make progress there.
Yang Sicheng has already arrived, with a serious expression on his face. He is sitting at a table near the window, looking at the river view outside the window.
Wang Xiaohu looked around and saw that there was no suspicious person, so he sat opposite Yang Sicheng and said, "I went to Zhang Fengshan's house just now. You might not have thought he was Zhang Fuhai's son."
Yang Sicheng was surprised and asked quickly: "Have you seen Zhang Fuhai?"
Wang Xiaohu nodded, "Zhang Fuhai said that his son Zhang Fengshan is in Japan and he won't be back until the end of this month."
Yang Sicheng's eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked, "Comrade Xiaohu, I'm afraid the special commissioner is no longer alive."
Wang Xiaohu has been worried about this, and now it can be confirmed from Yang Sicheng's mouth that his heart is cramped, his fingers are tightly pinching the teacup, and the tea shakes out seemingly unconscious. For a long time, he said: "Tell me the details."
Yang Sicheng stated that he approached the director of the detention center as a teacher and a member of Ye Mingyi's funeral committee. Because Zhang Fengshan is Ye Mingyi's proud student, he hoped that the detention center's long net would open up and let Zhang Fengshan go to pay homage to the teacher. The head of the detention center said that there was indeed a man named Zhang Fengshan who committed suicide a week ago. For this reason, Chen Youliang was arrested by the county party headquarters. "Comrade Xiaohu, it is true that Zhang Fengshan is dead, and the secret agents will definitely block the news. I'm afraid that even Zhang Fuhai doesn't know this. Let's not do useless work."
Wang Xiaohu nodded.
At this time, there was a loud voice outside the window, followed by gongs and drums.
Wang Xiaohu had no intention of drinking tea and said, "Go, let's take a look!"
When the two came to the street, they saw the crowd rushing towards the old street. Some people said: "Go and see, the government is really moving this time." Others said: "This bandit should also be suppressed."
Wang Xiaohu remembered what Liu Yijun had said, and understood what was going on all at once, so he wanted to rush to report to Wang Hezi, and bid farewell to Yang Sicheng. Yang Sicheng asked him where he was going, but he couldn't tell his true purpose, because the bandits used to be enemies with the guerrillas, and they killed and injured many guerrilla fighters, so he had to say to see Lao Hong.
Hong Changrong's body was buried by Yang Sicheng, which has increased Wang Xiaohu's favor with him. In fact, this was all arranged by Song Tiejun, with the purpose of allowing Yang Sicheng to further gain the trust of the underground party.
Since Wang Xiaohu learned of this incident last night, an urgent idea has emerged in his heart, to see Lao Hong as soon as possible and tell him what happened. He came to a barren slope at the foot of Fengshan Mountain according to the location mentioned by Yang Sicheng, which was a chaotic grave. Several wild dogs were digging in front of a tomb, turning a blind eye to Wang Xiaohu's arrival.
Wang Xiaohu picked up a stone and threw it at them. A wild dog was in pain and ran away screaming, but the others disappeared. Wang Xiaohu saw a bloody body with white bones exposed in many places. He couldn't bear it, so he took off his coat and covered the exposed bones with soil from his clothes. When he had done all this, he found a small wooden sign standing in front of the tomb bag with the words "Zhang Fengshan's Tomb" on it. His heart was overwhelmed. It seemed that what Yang Sicheng said was true, and the commissioner was gone!
Wang Xiaohu sat on the ground blankly, his brain blank. At this time, large tracts of dark clouds floated in the sky, the sun was blocked, and Wang Xiaohu's sadness was layered on top of each other like this dark cloud, so heavy that he could not breathe.
With a cry of "Ah" from a nearby tree, Wang Xiaohu looked intently and saw a crow flying from the tree to the sky. There is a new tomb under the tree, and a conspicuous wooden sign is erected in front of the tomb, which says "Hong Changrong's Tomb". Wang Xiaohu got up and went to Hong Changrong's tomb. He knelt on his knees, clutching the loess in front of him tightly with both hands, crying.
"Secretary Hong, I will avenge you and the commissioner!" Wang Xiaohu vowed secretly when he left Hong Changrong's tomb.
But it is said that in Jinji Village, the bandits celebrated this victory, and they had a carnival for three consecutive days. The night before, Wang Hezi was so drunk that he was still sleeping on a tiger leather chair three shots on the day.
At this time, a Luo came in and reported to him: "The big boss, the county party department has sent someone."
Wang Hezizi was sleepy and said, "Drag it out and chop it."
"People were outside the stockade, and they shot a letter up with an arrow."
Wang Hezi said impatiently: "Bring it here."
The letter was written by Song Tiejun himself. In the letter, he claimed that the Communists were rampant and that they were strictly exterminated. The letter had no other intentions. He just wanted to borrow and use 20 spears as a reward. As a sign of sincerity, he would send 10 of them first. After the incident was completed, another 10 pieces with 2,000 rounds of ammunition were sent. At the end, he also said that he will not be blamed for the past, and he will not force Wang Hezi to do things for the government, and hope that the two sides will work together in the future.
Wang Hezizi couldn't believe his eyes, wondering if the sun came out from the west? Song Tiejun has been deliberately trying to destroy himself. What kind of heart is sent this time to send himself a gun? I'm afraid there is a fraud in this matter, so I asked: "How many people have they come?"
The subordinate replied: "There are only three people, one is the head, and the other two are carrying a box."
Wang Hezi said: "Hurry up and notify a few heads to come over and discuss the matter."
Several leaders came over quickly. Wang Hezi raised the letter in his hand and said: "Everyone, this is a letter sent by Song Tiejun. He wants to borrow from us to fight the guerrillas, and he promised 20 guns and 2000. As a reward for issuing ammunition, everyone will express their opinions."
The third master, Deng Biao, said firstly: "It's a good thing to be the master. The Communist guerrillas and us are grabbing territory and mobilizing the masses to oppose us. This time is a godsend opportunity to destroy them in one fell swoop with the hand of Song Tiejun."
The fourth master Guan Yadong echoed: "Yes, right now is the time when the guerrillas are weak. If Song Tiejun does not fight, I am also going to suggest that they should be destroyed and their guns and turf will be taken away, so that our power will be even greater. Big."
The fifth head is Wang Hezi’s younger sister, named Wang Guihua. She said, “Big brother, will Song Tiejun make a name for himself? We just attacked Lao Cai, and he’s too late to hate him. He still has such kindness? I see this. If there is fraud, it is better to think clearly.
Deng Biao and Guan Yadong objected unanimously. They laughed that the Wang Guihua woman was a woman with long hair and short knowledge. Song Tiejun made it clear that he was seeking peace. If he really wanted to attack, he would be so stupid that he would send a gun to him and hit him.
Seeing that the second master Cheng Xiong did not say a word, Wang Hezi asked: "Second master, what do you think?"
Cheng Xiong said: "The Great Master, I agree with the opinions of the Third Master and the Fourth Master. Although the Kuomintang keeps annihilating us, they only thunder, not rain, and bluff, but the Communist Party is different. Now they are weak and unable to compete with us. Once They will never allow us to exist. So, instead of raising tigers, it is better to get rid of them as soon as possible. This time Song Tiejun and them are killing each other. We are just sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight to reap the benefits of the fishermen."