The real contest actually started from the beginning. Nanjing increased its manpower in order to make the treaty more beneficial to itself. The personnel of both sides began a silent contest. Not only themselves, but also a considerable number of people who were in the Kuomintang were transferred from Yan'an.
Compared with the people he has connections with, compared to his level, he is just a little pawn who is a bit inconspicuous.
In Shanghai, Wang Zongyao helped the old man pack his luggage at his home in Hancheng. Because of his connections, he could call someone over at any time to help with transportation.
"Old man, you should go to bed early. Early tomorrow morning, I will ask someone to come over and transport your things to Nanjing."
The military uniform has been taken off, and there are several large boxes at his feet, all of which are packed luggage.
"Dad, why did you bring so many things? You stayed here for a few months and then left. My house over there doesn't have that big a place to put these things."
With so many things, Han Ying felt helpless. She rented a small house in Nanjing, and if the old man took over so many things, she might have to move out.
"I brought this to your brother. It's not easy to meet him once. It's really..."
The old man was happy and sad at the same time, and he tapped the ground with his crutch in a complicated mood.
"Hey, it doesn't matter if you have more stuff. I have an unused house in Nanjing. You and the old man can move there."
Wang Zongyao heard the conversation between the two people, came behind the screen, and said something funny to Han Ying who was struggling.
"Look what you said, that's your house, how can we live in it easily?"
"Wouldn't it be natural for you to become the mistress of the house?"
Soldiers always speak more directly. The old man was still present when he said this. He is a veteran, so how could he see the little actions of these two people?
"We have only met a few times. Besides, you are a dignified major general. Why do you stick to me, a yellow-haired girl who doesn't know anything?"
"I'm not forcing you. Success or failure depends on fate. Besides, I admire you as a woman and really want to pursue you."
The old man is sitting on the sofa, and the two people in the distance are hiding behind the screen. This house is so big, why are they hiding behind the screen? Besides, who can't understand that?
The old man closed his eyes on the sofa and listened quietly to the two of them whispering. Although he avoided saying some words, the sound was not heard at all and all fell into his ears.
"That's it, it's settled. Just leave me a room and cook for me when the time comes."
"Okay, we are limited to this deal. Whether you can get my dad and I to agree to the rest depends on your performance."
Han Ying naturally agreed to give him a chance to pursue him. After all, he was a senior military officer, so he had to be given a chance. If he was really a good match, it would be worth it.
"Then the old man will stay tomorrow..."
"Let's live in your house, that's all!"
"how about you?"
"……we'll talk about it then."
Han Cheng had already understood the importance of the task in Yan'an at this time. He mainly wanted to play the emotional card with the Kuomintang, solve domestic problems as soon as possible, and turn the blame on the Japanese. The emotional card is not so easy to play, especially for these comrades.
They all have a blood feud with the Kuomintang and cannot even have a good conversation.
"The first batch of comrades imprisoned by the Kuomintang have arrived at the base area. I hope everyone can persuade us to do some ideological work for our imprisoned comrades. This is not only within the base area, but all comrades in the entire base area must play their role and contribute.
own strength."
There are actually quite a few imprisoned comrades. After these people were released from prison, they locked themselves in a room when they returned to the base area, and no one was allowed in. They couldn't give much comfort at all, and they could only continue to enlighten and guide them.
Several years of prison life made these freed people feel happy, but more importantly, they became friends with their original enemies.
It is unacceptable to more people, and it is unacceptable to soldiers. When peace talks with the Kuomintang were to be launched, many comrades did not understand. Why should we launch peace talks? Isn't our final goal to fight to the death with these reactionaries?
It was more of an asymmetrical quarrel than comfort. From morning to night, no matter where you were, you could hear the sounds of quarrels and the sounds of each other hugging each other and crying.
"Oh, I really can't live this life."
Taking a plane from Yan'an to Nanjing, I frowned all the way, while other comrades were talking and laughing. If playing the emotional card was useful, my brother would not chase and kill me. In real terms, emotional factors
The impact is very small.
"Hello, welcome to Nanjing. I am in charge of reception in Nanjing. My name is xxx. The car has been prepared for you."
Those who came to the airport together were not only the people who came to Nanjing first, but also the senior officials of the Kuomintang who were responsible for the reception. After a brief greeting, Han Cheng was taken to the place where he would live for a long time. It was a bungalow.
A real big bungalow, I have to say it is really different from a villa.
The bungalow has a garden. The lower floor is the living room, and only the living room is upstairs. It can be said to be extremely luxurious. There are wallpapers on the walls, marble tiles on the ground floor, and a large fireplace next to it.
.Western furniture, sofas, and gorgeous crystal chandeliers on top. Two words can mean that you are rich.
"Well, you are really rich."
After Han Cheng assigned the room, he went to the sofa in the living room because some uninvited guests came quickly.
"Busy working?"
South Korea is sitting on the sofa, holding a lit cigarette in his hand, looking very comfortable.
"No, I just came here, and I wasn't given a task. What can I do? By the way, why are you smoking?"
It is rare to see my brother smoking, because he is an extremely self-disciplined person. His daily life is not monotonous, but a bit boring, and he rarely touches those fun things.
"What's wrong with smoking? You and I fought all the way on the Long March, why can't I still smoke a cigarette?"
"Okay, okay, this is your freedom, I have no control over it."
It is simply unbelievable that a figure like Hitler smokes. He is the eldest son in his family. He received orthodox Confucian culture when he was a child. When he grew up, he entered a new school to study. When he went to Huangpu, he did not see it.
Tell him what bad habits he has contracted.
"Dad has come to Nanjing and is clamoring to see you. Would you like to go and see him?"
"I have a mission, but I have to ask for permission. If possible, I will go with you."
Others have come to invite me, so I have to give face to myself, but I have to ask the leader for instructions.
"Okay, I've talked with your leader before. I believe he won't make things too difficult for you. I'll wait for you at the door."
Han Han took a puff, then put out his cigarette and waited at the gate.
There are some things that my brother always does flawlessly. He is used to having everything in his own hands. He always sets the goal as a long-term goal and uses the method of boiling a frog in warm water to achieve his goal, which does not hurt his face.
It doesn't hurt the kindness either. Sometimes, this person is so resolute that he can send out several divisions to encircle and suppress a regiment of troops, even if there is definitely his own brother among them.