In fact, up to now, most of the proposals of the two parties have been negotiated. The only difficulty lies in one issue, which is the establishment of the Red Army troops. President Chiang asked the Red Army to give up its leadership of the army and instead send people from the central government.
Only, how can the Red Army, which has suffered heavy losses in this regard, be released so easily? This condition is basically impossible to agree to.
The peace talks cannot directly break the skin. They can only remain in a stalemate and talk a little bit every day. As the current situation has not changed, both sides have reduced the number of talks at the same time and began to summarize, and in each subsequent talks
All provided constructive suggestions.
Han Cheng's work has actually been completed here. He has to return to the army for the rest. Diplomatic matters are not what he is good at. The chief also sent away all the people who came to Nanjing in batches at once.
Han Cheng was one of the last batch. When he was no longer needed at work, he was given a few days off to stay at home.
"Your commander is quite humane. He gave you the last few days off."
"Who wouldn't understand what you said? I'm better at it. At least I didn't confront you and then didn't cooperate in any way."
Wang Zongyao and Han Cheng were eating and drinking at home and living a very comfortable life.
"It is said that you are still making wild claims in the army, saying that the Japanese will launch an attack before August? Is that true?"
"Yes, how could it not be? If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be a small platoon leader."
In fact, Han Cheng has already experienced the subsequent impact of this incident. If it weren't for the fact that he was an old comrade from the Long March, it would have been good if he had not been shot directly.
"What you said is a bit too radical. No matter what you say is right or wrong, I brought you to the meeting because I think you have some ideas. When you speak, you must follow the crowd and say good things and not bad things."
"What's the point of talking about this now? I've already said it."
"You are looking down on your commander. You were transferred because you disgusted the whole group. Maybe when what you say comes true, you will probably be transferred back."
Seeing his brother-in-law swearing so confidently, Han Cheng shook his head. It can't be that simple. Transfer him back? Isn't that the end of the world? I worked so hard to bring out an army, but you ended up seizing power from me.
All my hard work was in vain.
"Transferred back? Impossible, absolutely impossible. The commander of the regiment specified that he wanted to kill me. Anyway, it's good to be in the new army. It also saves some people from biting Lu Dongbin and not understanding a good heart."
"Oh? Did you really come up with something in the army?"
"This is a secret. Maybe when we meet together in the future, you will know what I have done."
Han Cheng is still very relieved about his prospective brother-in-law, because he is an old-school warlord, and the immediate interests are the real ones. Even if he said that he had done something on his own, he was not very clear about what it was.
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"When do you plan to get closer to my sister? Is half a year enough?"
"That's uncertain. If your sister suddenly disagrees, I'll have to pay for it."
The two of them had a great time talking. The old man went to bed early because he was getting older. His sister also went to bed early, leaving only the two old men eating peanuts and drinking wine.
"Oh, why haven't you gone to rest so late?"
While we were talking, Korea came back. Now the whole family lives here. As for the house in Shanghai, it is naturally taken care of.
"No, I'm going back to Yan'an tomorrow. Of course I want to talk."
"You are leaving, and so am I. I will still be in charge of searching for Japanese intelligence in Shanghai."
"Then you are very busy. I won't chat with you anymore. I'm going to bed."
The time he spent in Nanjing was not long, and he would soon be heading to a new battlefield. For Han Cheng, this period of time in Nanjing was not completely useless, and many of his thoughts had been answered.
The next day, Han Cheng quickly left by plane. He didn't know when he arrived in Yan'an. He had to rush back to the station to report as soon as possible. Strict discipline made the Red Army strong.
of combat effectiveness.
"Oh, look, our deputy platoon leader came out of the reactionaries' den of thieves."
Han Cheng came to the platoon leader's room, put the things on the table, and began to take them out one by one.
"Bullshit, if I don't come back, you guys will be in trouble?"
I came back and brought back a few bottles of liquor. According to the airlines of later generations, let alone the liquor, I couldn't bring anything on the plane except the urine on my body.
"Let's drink some of these bottles of liquor sometime. Don't throw the bottles away. I have a lot of use for them."
At the same time, I brought back a book, which was a collection of President Chiang Kai-shek's poems given by the Kuomintang reception staff. Although it is rare to see it, it is of great commemorative value if I keep it.
"Hey, what kind of book is this?"
"This is Chiang Kai-shek's collection of poems, given by a representative of the Kuomintang."
All of these things have been reported when I came back. Except for things that I couldn't bring with me, I brought everything else back. For a masterpiece like a collection of poems, you definitely need to bring it back and read it.
"Oh, then I have to take a closer look at what kind of masterpiece this President Chiang can write."
"The morning glow reflects the rising sun, and the Fanbei accompanies the breeze. The snow-capped mountains, which have been cold for ages, shine alone on Mount Emei."
Don't tell me, the writing is still very good and the artistic conception is very good. This is just for educated people, such as the platoon leader, this poem may not taste like this.
"What the hell is Mount Emei, taking a fucking photo alone?"
But sometimes you have to admire him. After all, he can say these words quite skillfully. But it is rare for a chairman to write a good poem, that's all.
"Okay, okay, let's just take a look. When the time comes, I'll keep it and wait until I hit the reactionaries. This thing is a cultural relic."
"Otherwise, you scholars are full of clever ideas. I have something to tell you and I need to ask for your opinion."
What happened next to the platoon leader seemed serious, at least to him.
"I received an order from the regimental commander. Regarding your position, your original army is going to take you back. What do you think?"
"What did I think? What happened?"
"I don't know the specific situation very well. It is said that some things in the peace talks with Nanjing have achieved a breakthrough and been distributed to the troops. According to the gossip, it is said that the things you bet with them before have begun to come true. It was the chief who made the final decision.
You were transferred back."
In fact, this thing is not unusual at all, but being transferred back was unexpected by Han Cheng, because someone must estimate his face. Although he will not be killed, it is impossible to be transferred back.
"Why are you going back? This is great. Please help me refuse."
"You haven't heard what you're going to do when you go back!"
"I won't go. If I go back, I will offend others. It's good to be honest here."