Du Ziyuan left the revolving door and sat in a rickshaw on the way back, feeling the warm breeze blowing on his face. The lights of the shops on the roadside were distant and colorful, as if he had entered a dreamland. Su Shaoqing's smiling face was always swaying in front of his eyes, and his heart suddenly arose.
Some affection comes.
A truck passed by with a bang on the road, causing Du Ziyuan to wake up from his dream. Ye Gongjin said with doubts in his eyes: "My subordinate, Su Shaoqing. Do you know her?" Du Ziyuan sighed secretly, she is not Wu Fengying.
At this time, he also gradually realized that his affection for Su Shaoqing, which was somewhat in love with the world, was transferred from Wu Fengying. However, it was only then that he remembered again that there was indeed a woman who looked very similar to Wu Fengying.
It was October 1945. In order to accept the surrender of the Japanese army, the Sixth Column of the Chinese Military Region sent a delegation to negotiate with the local 13th Army of the Kuomintang about the surrender. Du Ziyuan had worked in the enemy's Ministry of Industry for a long time and knew all aspects of the enemy and puppets.
Due to the situation, he was temporarily pulled out and went with him as an attaché of the delegation.
When the delegation arrived, several senior officials of the Kuomintang's Thirteenth Army were already standing at the gate of the county to greet them. The two sides were polite and guarded, shaking hands and greeting each other, as if they were really brothers they had not seen for many years.
Du Ziyuan had keen eyesight and paid attention to everything. At a glance, he saw a female officer standing behind several senior officials. It turned out that she was in charge of security guards. He did not know her name at the time. But her
The appearance really surprised him. His professional sensitivity made him a little alert and a little uneasy. Small things in intelligence work, as well as unexpected situations as big as a needle tip, must be reported immediately. He hurriedly reported the situation to the enemy minister beside him in a low voice.
The Minister of Enemy Engineering came from the Chinese Military Region. However, his status in the delegation was just that of an ordinary member, so he did not come forward to shake hands with the senior officials of the Thirteenth Army.
The enemy minister asked him in a low voice: "What you said is similar, to what extent is it similar?"
Du Ziyuan also whispered: "Very similar, very similar, just like the same person."
The Minister of Enemy Industry looked back at him with a very serious look. He confirmed that Du Ziyuan was equally serious. In addition, Du Ziyuan had worked in the Ministry of Enemy Industry for many years, and he believed that Du Ziyuan's eyesight was not ordinary. The Minister of Enemy Industry only thought for a moment and then
He turned around and said to Du Ziyuan: "Stay back and don't enter the city."
There is a principle in secret work: avoid those who are not relevant. Even if it is a trivial matter that concerns you, you should stay away. This is what is meant by the saying "don't ask about things you shouldn't ask". This is one aspect of the problem.
.Another aspect is that as a superior who works secretly, you must also prevent irrelevant people from coming into contact with irrelevant things. This is particularly important.
Du Ziyuan immediately understood what the minister meant. To this day, when he unexpectedly saw Su Shaoqing in the revolving door, he admired the minister's wisdom and prudence even more. If he had entered the city at that time, Su Shaoqing would have left an impression on him. Goodbye today
, I don’t know what the situation is.
At that time, he lowered his head and slowly retreated to the security forces behind the delegation, mixing with other soldiers. When the delegation entered the city, he and part of the security forces stayed outside the city. That night, he led a squad
, returned to the army and went directly back to Luofengling.
This matter has never been mentioned again. Even the Minister of Enemy Industry has never mentioned it to him, nor has he even made further inquiries. Du Ziyuan has been working underground for many years and knows what it means to be cautious. If his superiors don't mention it, he himself will not even mention it.
I would tell others, not even to Wu Fengying.
More than a month later, he received an order to go to the division headquarters for a meeting. When he arrived at the division headquarters, he immediately received a new order to transfer him to the Intelligence Department of the North China Bureau. He left Luofengling and never saw Wu Fengying again.
Many years later, he learned that Wu Fengying was "raised" by the Intelligence Department of the North China Bureau. This "raise" actually meant training. It also meant waiting for the right opportunity.
Officials all know that the North China Bureau Intelligence Department has really been waiting for such an opportunity.
Now, Du Ziyuan's organizational relationship is under the East China Bureau. But in terms of specific work, he is also led by the Intelligence Department of the North China Bureau. In fact, he has felt that at least part of the orders given to him came from the Ministry of Social Affairs of the Central Committee. The order "fishbone" is urgent
The telegram for the retreat was sent directly from the Ministry of Social Affairs of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. He understood that his job was a bit special.
Du Ziyuan's thoughts turned from Su Shaoqing, whom he met for the first time just now, to the scene when he saw Wu Fengying for the first time. The scene on that day made him think about it many years later and found it interesting and wonderful.
In early 1941, shortly after the "Southern Anhui Incident" occurred, the main forces of the New Fourth Army in the south of the Yangtze River gradually retreated to the north of the Yangtze River in accordance with the orders of the Central Committee. However, many guerrillas were still left in the south of the Yangtze River to carry out guerrilla warfare in the Kuomintang-controlled areas and enemy-occupied areas.
.Lao Li’s guerrilla column on the Fujian, Zhejiang and Jiangxi border was the kindling left behind from that time.
Wu Fengying's armed forces in Luofengling naturally attracted the attention of the New Fourth Army. Du Ziyuan stayed at that time. His task was to receive and adapt Wu Fengying's armed forces.
In "Revolving Door", Du Ziyuan said to Su Shaoqing: "I've seen it. Oh, it's just in my dreams." At least part of this sentence is right. Du Ziyuan does often dream of Wu Fengying in his dreams. Especially him
The first time I saw Wu Fengying. Oh, it really felt like a world away.
Wu Fengying was riding a high-headed horse with shiny black coat. She was wrapped in a black satin cloak, which showed her pretty white face. She and Du Ziyuan, one on the horse and the other under the horse, looked at each other.
Watching silently. Although it only passed by him in an instant, it left a deep impression on Du Ziyuan's heart.
It was also this season that year, in April and May. In the deep mountains and dense forests at the junction of Anhui and Jiangxi, the trees were already lush, and everything was green. Wild flowers and grass were all over the dirt roads in the mountains. Du Ziyuan was walking on this dirt road with Zhang Bowei.
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They all wore long gowns and top hats. The difference was that Zhang Bowei's gown was of better quality, made of fine gray foreign cloth. He wore a pair of leather shoes at his feet and held his big leather bag in his hand. He looked like a businessman.
Du Ziyuan was dressed in a coarse cloth gown, wearing a pair of old cloth shoes, and carrying a baggage on his shoulder, like a follower. But in terms of the attitude of the two of them, Zhang Bowei was more respectful to Du Ziyuan.
While they were walking on the road, they heard the sound of fast horse hooves in front of them. Zhang Bowei pulled Du Ziyuan back to the roadside and looked into the distance.
A horse team of about seven or eight people soon appeared in front, trotting towards this side.
Du Ziyuan raised his head and looked over. In front of him was a black horse with shiny coat. The person on the horse was wrapped in a black satin cloak and a black turban. When he got closer, he came out and saw that it was a woman. He only saw her face.
Her pretty white face and pair of black phoenix eyes exude a commanding heroic spirit, making her look like a heroine in the world of martial arts.
Zhang Bowei whispered: "Mr. Du, this is the famous Mrs. Feng in Luofengling, Wu Fengying. The person you want to see is her."
Du Ziyuan was a little surprised when he heard this and spoke more carefully.
When the cavalry saw someone on the road, they slowed down a little. Wu Fengying on the horse recognized Zhang Bowei and just nodded to him without saying anything. Then her eyes fell on Du Ziyuan's face next to her, and she kept looking at him.
As if he was examining this man until he passed by him. Behind Wu Fengying were seven or eight soldiers, all dressed in black clothes and trousers, carrying long guns on their backs, riding variegated horses, and followed behind without saying a word.
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Du Ziyuan's eyes followed the cavalry, and more towards the figure of Wu Fengying riding the horse in front. He couldn't help but smile on his face.
Zhang Bowei said with a smile: "How is it? She's so majestic, isn't she? She is such a heroic female bandit. There is no other one in the world."
The horse team passed the pedestrians on the road, then accelerated their speed, and ran quickly into the dense forest ahead. There was smoke rising from the dense forest, and it looked like a village.
Du Ziyuan became interested. He was about to communicate with the heroic Mrs. Feng, and he wanted to know her behavior. He said: "Old Zhang, there is a village there. What are they doing in the village? Let's go too.
" Without waiting for Uncle Zhang to reply, he had already taken the lead and walked towards the side where the smoke was rising.
Sure enough, there was a small village in the dense forest. The village was very small, with only twenty or thirty households, mostly thatched houses. Du Ziyuan soon saw dozens of villagers gathered outside a small courtyard. Seven or eight horses were tied nearby.
Under the shade of a tree. Du Ziyuan knew that this was it.
Du Ziyuan and Zhang Bowei walked to the door of the small courtyard, stood behind the villagers, and looked into the small courtyard.
Du Ziyuan stayed away for two minutes and came out soon. This small courtyard had become a "court" at this time. In folk parlance, it was a "public hall", and a civil case was being heard. He also came out, and the people in the mountain
, have no idea what a court is like. The upper and lower parts of this "court", as well as what they say, all come from the "court" on the stage of rural opera.
In front of the door of the small courtyard, there is an old square table, which is used as a public case. There are two oil lamps on the table. Although they are not lit, they can be regarded as bright candles. Several soldiers are standing with long guns.
On both sides, there seemed to be government servants in the lobby. Wu Fengying, still wrapped in a black cloak, was not sitting behind the square table at this time, but sitting on one side. Opposite her, sat a man wearing a melon skin hat with a nose
There is a gentleman wearing black-framed reading glasses. He is holding a pen in his hand, but he is not writing. He is just looking at the two people kneeling on the ground from above the glasses.
The two people kneeling on the ground are a man and a woman. The man is about forty years old, dark and thin. The woman is about twenty years old, with a thick braid slanting on her right shoulder. The two people are opening and closing their mouths.
, they all called her Mr. Qingtian. Wu Fengying later told Du Ziyuan that she always handled cases fairly and never took sides. Therefore, when the surrounding villagers had disputes, they all asked her to resolve the case, and of course they all called her that.
I saw the young man kowtow to Wu Fengying repeatedly, "Master Qingtian, Master Qingtian, I gave her a betrothal gift, and I only agreed to marry after giving the gift. She agreed, she accepted. Please give me, Master Qingtian,
The people decide, let the people decide."
Wu Fengying turned back to the girl kneeling next to her, "Let me ask you, did you accept his bride price?"
The girl was very uneasy and almost cried, "Master Qingtian, my mother is dead. She has been dead for three days. She had asthma and couldn't stop coughing. She had to cough to death. She died for three days.
Sun, I don’t need money to bury you. Lord Qingtian, I don’t need money to bury my mother, I can’t be in a hurry.”
Wu Fengying asked: "So you are burying your mother, right?"
The girl kowtowed, "Master Qingtian, yes, yes."
"He gave you a bride price, so you buried your mother, right?"
"Yes, yes." The girl kept kowtowing.
Du Ziyuan stood behind the crowd. When he came out, Wu Fengying had some confusion on her face and stared at the girl's face. Du Ziyuan also felt that this case was very simple, but difficult to handle.
Wu Fengying asked softly: "Then, what gift did he give you? Did he give you money?"
The girl cried out, "He didn't get any money. He didn't give me any money. He only gave me a coffin made of meager boards and nails. There was no paint at all. It was just a white leather coffin."
Wu Fengying turned to the man, "Tell me, did you give her a thin wooden coffin?"
The man kowtowed, "Master Qingtian, it's a good coffin. It was bought by Three Oceans. Dangdangxiang bought the coffin from Three Oceans. Master Qingtian, she promised it that day. She promised me."
"Did you promise him?" Wu Fengying turned to the girl and asked.
"I was so anxious at the time that I couldn't care less." The girl's voice was much lower.
"Then why are you regretting it now?"
"Mr. Qingtian, ordinary girls can't keep up with him." The girl had wiped her tears at this time and spoke with a tearful tone, "He gambled money and smoked cigarettes, and he ruined every family. The daughter-in-law in front of him,
He just ran away with his son. Mr. Qingtian, you will know this if you ask your uncles, aunts, and neighbors. Folk girls cannot enter his door, and if they do, they will not survive."
"Then why did you agree to him in the first place?"
"I'm so anxious. It's been three days. I can't wait any longer. I'm so anxious."
"Now you're regretting it again, aren't you?"
"Please make the decision, sir, please make the decision," the girl cried and begged.
"Do you have the money to refund the bride price?" Wu Fengying continued to ask.
The girl stopped talking, just put her head on the ground and cried softly.
Du Ziyuan heard it, and the case reached a deadlock. The man had given the bride price, and the woman had promised to accept the gift. Now she buried her mother, then regretted it, but had no money to return the gift. He asked Wu Fengying
I sympathized a little with the girl. I wondered if she would use her own money to return the girl's bride price. A three-yuan gift was not much at all.
But Wu Fengying didn't do that. She obviously thought about it and said, "Girl Lan, come here."
The girl looked at her timidly, fearful and uneasy. She knelt on the ground and slowly rubbed herself in front of Wu Fengying.
Wu Fengying leaned down and whispered a few words into her ear. The girl nodded, shook her head, pleading, nodded, and shook her head.
Wu Fengying told her to stand up. She lay on the ground and kowtowed three times before standing up.
Wu Fengying said: "Turn around and face the villagers." She pointed with her hand, "Turn around."
The girl was even more frightened and uneasy, but she still turned around and faced the villagers in half the yard. She became even more uneasy and lowered her head in confusion.
Wu Fengying also looked at the villagers in the yard, paused for a while, and then she said: "This matter is clear. Everyone knows it better than me. This girl agreed when she received the bride price, but now she regrets the marriage and has no money to refund the bride price.
.If she really can't come up with the money, I will have to sentence her not to regret the marriage and still follow this man."
When the girl heard this, she covered her face with her hands and started crying. The crowd was a little excited because of this, and the villagers were all whispering to each other and talking in low voices.
Wu Fengying waited for a while and then said: "But, I also want to ask, is there anyone willing to refund the gift for Lan Yatou?" After saying this, he looked at the villagers in front of him.
The kneeling man shouted, "Master Qingtian, you also have to make decisions for the common people."
Wu Fengying stared at him and widened her eyes, "Liu Dayan, shut up! You smoke and gamble. If I don't punish you, I will already take advantage of you!"
The man named Liu Dayan immediately lay down and did not dare to speak anymore.
Wu Fengying stood up and walked to the girl's side, "Girl Lan, raise your head and let everyone know." The girl didn't dare to raise her head, but just lowered her head. Wu Fengying held up her chin with her hand and pulled up her arm.
, "Dear villagers, you all have this girl. She is pretty good-looking and in good health. She also knows how to be filial and sell her body to bury her mother. I would like to ask if anyone is willing to have this girl."
Du Ziyuan couldn't help but open his mouth, feeling that this was a bit like an auction, so he paid more attention.
Now, the chatter in the crowd became even louder, and there were still people pulling things in the crowd.
The soldiers standing on both sides of the table paused their spears and started "wu" together. They couldn't understand what the "mighty" shouting on the stage meant, but the long "wu" sound was still very majestic.
The crowd immediately fell silent, blinking and looking at the great master Qingtian.
Wu Fengying asked again, "Is there anyone willing to refund the bride price for her?"
At this time, there was another commotion in the crowd, and then a young man was pulled out. He was also dressed in tattered clothes, and he looked stupid. When he saw Wu Fengying staring at him, he hurriedly knelt down and opened his mouth.
, but I don’t know what to say.
Wu Fengying looked at him and asked, "What's your name?"
The young man stuttered for a long time before saying, "Wang...Wang Mumu..."
Wu Fengying asked: "Are you willing to refund the bride price for her?"
The young man immediately lay down and kowtowed, then nodded heavily.
Wu Fengying asked: "Do you have money?"
The young man was dumbfounded and shook his head, "Mo."
Wu Fengying asked: "Then how do you refund the bride price for him?"
The young man murmured for a long time, and finally said: "I will work for him for one year...always, that's enough..."
Wu Fengying stared at him for a while and couldn't help but laugh, "What then?"
The young man was mumbling and speechless. He just knelt on the ground and looked at Wu Fengying blankly.
An old man in the crowd, probably his father, swung his pipe and shouted, "Silly boy, stupid boy, please, sir, let me make you my wife! Hurry up!"
Wu Fengying fell in love with the old man and then the young man.
The young man kept looking back at the old man, and when he turned back to Wu Fengying, his mouth was trembling again and he couldn't speak. He was in a hurry, so he lay on the ground and kept kowtowing.
Wu Fengying turned back to the girl and saw her standing nearby, looking at the young man from the corner of her eyes, with a smile on her lips. Wu Fengying stopped asking questions and waved to the old man wearing glasses to write the verdict.
Later, when Du Ziyuan heard Wu Fengying read the verdict, he realized that the document was not only a verdict, but also a marriage document. The main idea was that Wang Mumu worked for Liu Dayan for one year in exchange for Lan Yatou's betrothal gift. Afterwards, he was allowed to marry Lan
When the girl gets married, others are not allowed to interfere, etc.
Then, Wu Fengying took out a copper seal from her purse and stamped it heavily on the book.
Later, after Du Ziyuan reorganized the Wu Fengying armed forces in Luofengling into a guerrilla detachment in the Anhui and Gansu mountainous areas, he also saw this bronze seal. Half of the bronze seal was Manchu and half was Han. The Chinese on the bronze seal was: "Seal of Qingzhang County
"Four traditional seal scripts. At that time, he couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
Wu Fengying was very angry and said: "What the hell, I am the parent official of this area. Why do you refuse to accept it?"
Du Ziyuan didn't dare to say what he was thinking in his heart. A female bandit leader who robbed homes and houses actually set up a court in this simple countryside to decide civil cases, using the official seal of the Qing Dynasty. This made him unspeakable.
of happiness and joy.
This is a strange incident of Wu Fengying, also known as Zuo Shaoqing, who was trying a case in Luofengling. No one expected that she would encounter another strange incident at this time. She actually met Wang Zhenqing, the commander of the 97th Division,
