Volume 8 National disaster

It was already late at night when Chen Zikun returned home. Yao Yilei was still waiting for him. Jian Bing was not at home. Liu Ting took Xiaonan to bed early, making room and time for the two to enjoy the world of two.

Long separation is better than a newlywed. Needless to say, the winter night in Chongqing is extremely cold, and the two of them are lying silently on the warm and comfortable bed, each with their own thoughts.

Yao Yilei still couldn't hide the matter in her heart, and she drew a circle on Chen Zikun's chest: "Tell me, did you sleep with the white headmaster of the opera troupe?"

Chen Zikun felt a little guilty: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Can I just sleep with my daughter? Tsk tsk, that daughter is quite smart. In terms of age, she should be about the same as Xiaobei."

This time it was even more unbearable, and Chen Zikun had to clarify: "It was really difficult to control the situation at that time..."

Yao Yilei chuckled: "It's okay, I don't care about the extra sisters at home, nor do I care about the identity of their mother and mother. But you have to think clearly that in our family, it's okay to support two people, and support twenty or thirty people, but I don't have the ability to save money. There are not many deposits in the account. The family's food, drink, clothing and use are all maintained by Jianbing Running Single Gang. I don't dare to be as generous as before."

Chen Zikun said: "Where is the money? The machine transported to the rear of Beitai is hundreds of thousands of kilograms of scrap iron."

It would be fine if I didn't mention this, but it was so sad to mention it. Yao Yilei told all the grievances and hardships he had experienced after coming to Chongqing bit by bit. Chen Zikun was also very sad when he heard it. Her husband was too incompetent.

"I'm back, everything will be fine." Chen Zikun took Yao Yilei into his arms.

The next morning, Chen Zikun was dressed and rushed to the Military Commission for a new appointment. Yesterday, he attended the banquet. The commissioner had already tactfully told him that the Aviation Commission is now under the leadership of Zhou Zhirou. It is at a critical moment of the anti-Japanese war. It is probably not appropriate to change generals in the last battle. Other positions are allowed to be chosen, either to serve as deputy commander of a certain theater, or to hold an important position in the Chongqing Military Commission, and everything is up to him.

Just as I was about to go out, I suddenly heard the sound of a car closing outside, and then a woman was talking: "Thank you, see you back."

Immediately afterwards, the roar of cars slowly faded away.

Chen Zikun opened the door and saw Jian Bing moving slowly with a large bag of things. His hair drooped and he didn't care to lift it up.

At this moment, Chen Zikun felt his nose sore and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the bag.

"Thank you." Jian Bing said casually, looking up, but seeing it was him, he was stunned. He stood there like this, tears rolling down, choking and holding it in his throat, suddenly pounced over and biting and smacking, and bursting loudly.

After finally comforting Jian Bing, seeing that it was too late, Chen Zikun hurried to the Military Commission and waited for his car to leave. Yao Yilei said, "Jian Bing, come on, and discuss with you if you have something to do."

When the two came upstairs, Yao Yilei said straight to the point: "The master has found another woman outside."

Jian Bing was not surprised: "The master is inevitably lonely when he is alone, so it is normal to find a woman." Then he felt that this attitude was not very correct. After all, Yao Yilei of the Chen family had the highest status. People informed her of the situation in a negotiated tone, and it seemed that she should share the same hatred. After all, there are too many women in the Chen family. If one more person is to share the favor, no one will be happy. So she added: "What kind of person is it?"

Yao Yilei said: "It's the headmaster of a opera troupe. He is in his thirties and has a beautiful daughter of seventeen or eighteen years old. You said that our Chen family is also a famous family. Is it too much to find a Dao Ma Dan to be his concubine? It's not a joke to death if it is spread."

The performer is a lower-class person, and his social status is comparable to that of a firework woman. Jianbing is born in a noble family. Although he is a high-level female school student, he is also a person in the flower world. He has no prejudice in performing operas, but she also thinks it is not suitable.

"It would be fine if it was a young and beautiful female actor. A widow in her thirties and still has such a big daughter, I guess that daughter is also a beauty."

Jian Bing hit the nail on the head. In fact, what Yao Yilei was worried about was not Bai Yufang. Her threat was not high, but if the mother and daughter joined forces, they would probably be unmatched by anyone at home. Then Chen Zikun would have a chance to take everything together, but he would be really shameless to see others.

"Forget it, it depends on the master's intention. After all, there is a life-saving grace first. After two days, please invite Bai Yufang and his daughter to have a meal to see how good they are. If they are still responsible, then consider it. If they are determined to climb high, they will break up as soon as possible." Yao Yilei made a decision.

Jian Bing immediately agreed: "That's it."

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Chen Zikun was very busy. His resurrection brought great sensation to Chongqing. To put it bluntly, this matter was just a big mistake caused by the military's work mistakes. The relevant personnel should be held accountable. However, changing the idea can turn bad things into good things. The battle situation is not good, people are panic, and Wang Jingwei defected. A series of blows made the morale of the National Civil Affairs fu unstable. It is time to make some gimmicks to boost the morale of the army.

As a result, Chen Zikun's resurrection was portrayed by the propaganda department as a legendary story like a phoenix's nirvana. Various versions of rumors were flying everywhere, greatly mobilizing the citizens' fighting spirit of anti-Japanese war. There were jokes about the flying tiger god Chen Zikun showing off his skills behind the enemy and fighting bravely.

Of course, the Guoguang Medal awarded to Chen Zikun will not be taken back. A grand ceremony was held again. People from all walks of life and journalists from the press participated. Chen Zikun was dressed in military uniform and greeted everywhere with a wine glass, showing off the show.

Suddenly he saw a familiar face. The man was wearing a dark gray Zhongshan suit, a national face, two thick eyebrows, and was full of energy. He took the initiative to extend his hand to him: "I haven't seen General Chen for a long time, and the last time I met was in France."

"Mr. Zhou!" Chen Zikun hurriedly handed the wine glass to the waiter, holding Zhou Enlai's hand tightly and shaking it: "Thank you for taking care of my family."

"You are too polite, why not ask for something in just a single effort?" Zhou Enlai said.

"That's right, but at that time, no one had reached out to help." Chen Zikun sighed.

Zhou Enlai smiled and said, "From a small perspective, we are friends. When friends are in trouble, we naturally need to lend a helping hand. From a big perspective, you are a hero of the nation. How can you let the hero's family suffer? In short, these are what we *** people should do."

The two had a great time talking, Dai Li walked over with a smile: "Brother Zikun, Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about? You're so speculative."

"Oh, I'm talking about it. If General Chen's experience of fighting behind enemy lines is made into a movie, it will definitely be very popular." Zhou Enlai was very anxious and knew that it was not good for Chen Zikun to get involved with the *** people, so he casually put a guise on Dai Li to deal with it.

"Brother Zikun, the council is looking for you." Dai Li raised his glass in the other direction.

"Lost your companion." Chen Zikun nodded to Zhou Enlai and walked to the small room next to the living room, where Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling were waiting for him.

Seeing Chen Zikun coming, Chiang Kai-shek gently lowered the raised curtains and said, "Zikun, sit down, have you met Zhou Enlai before?"

"Return to Chairman, when I returned from the United States through Europe in 1922, I met him once." Chen Zikun did not hide this experience.

Chiang Kai-shek smiled faintly and exposed the matter: "Zikun, I am going to appoint you as the deputy commander-in-chief of the Fifth War Zone, and work with your old brother Li Delin. What do you think?"

Chen Zikun immediately refused: "Xie Wenzhong's training, he is not used to being a deputy. I am afraid that he will not be able to play a role and will cause trouble for Commander-in-Chief Li."

Soong Mei-ling complained: "Darling, Zikun has just returned shortly after he was recovered. He has not recovered from his injuries and has been reunited with his family for a few days. You will send him to the front line. It's too inhumane. I don't think so. Let Zikun rest for a while first, and then take on the burden after he recovers."

Chen Zikun said: "Madam is such a bad word. The enemy will not give us a chance to breathe. During the period of fighting in Jiangbei, I have a deeper understanding of the situation. Although the Japanese invaders were unstoppable to attack cities and land, as the front line extended, their logistics line became longer and longer, and their troops were stretched. We should vigorously carry out combat behind enemy lines, open up guerrilla areas, drag the enemy to live, and reduce pressure on the front battlefield. In short, it is just a matter of one sentence: do all your strength to drag, drag the enemy until the enemy is exhausted, drag the United Kingdom and the United States to participate in the war, and we will win."

Chiang Kai-shek said: "Zikun, do you mean you have to go back to the front line to fight?"

"Yes, I can't leave Jiangbei's fellow villagers." Chen Zikun took out a small jade pipe from his pocket and told Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling the origin of the pipe.

The story of the fierce and tragic battle behind enemy lines, and the people defending their country without fear of sacrifice deeply touched Soong Mei-ling, and shed tears for it. Chiang Kai-shek was also quite moved: "With such a people, why worry about fighting against Japan?"

Chiang Kai-shek has not yet confirmed his new position. The task he has given him in the near future is to cooperate with the propaganda department to give a speech.

The attendant came in and reported: "Madam, the council member, I'm going to take a group photo."

Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling tidied up their clothes and went out to take photos with everyone. Chen Zikun was specially arranged to sit in the seat next to the first row of committee seats.

The spotlight flashed, leaving a moment of history, and the award ceremony officially ended. Chen Zikun was about to go back when a handsome middle-aged man came to him and said enthusiastically: "Hello General Chen, I wrote a poem for you."

"Who are you?" Chen Zikun said suspiciously. He didn't know this person.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Guo Moruo, a director of the China National Literary and Art Circles Anti-Enemy Association, and I am also a poet."

"It turns out to be Poet Guo, who has been admired for a long time." Chen Zikun held Guo Moruo's hand and felt that his hand was as soft as boneless, cold and smooth.

Guo Moruo cleared his throat and began to recite: "Ah! The phoenix in the fire! I sing for you and chant for you, you are reborn in the flames! You are reborn in destruction! Let lightning and thunder! Cheer and joy, the great hero burst into sparks and walked towards us!"

The poet was hysterical, walked around with his eyes closed, his hair drooped down and threw it up again, intoxicated by the poem.

Chen Zikun grabbed a passing staff member and asked, "Who put this person in?"

"Oh, this is Director Guo of the Third Department of the Political Department of the Military Commission." The staff explained with a smile, adding, "Talented people are like this."


Chapter completed!