Chapter 10 09

If the Japanese warlords wanted it, of course, the most satisfactory and concise plan would be to capture a place and establish a military government, with soldiers as leaders, and politics with spears.However, to do this, you must have a comprehensive military plan and a strong military force.In fact, they had great aggressive ambitions, but they did not have an overall military plan and a large enough force to conquer North China in one blow.Their ambitions were seduced by deceit. They thought that as long as they fired a few guns in the east and set fire in the west, the Chinese government and people would be afraid to seek peace, and they could get the greatest benefit in exchange for the least loss.Fraud is the most dangerous thing, because it turns around and deceives yourself.Japanese soldiers captured Beiping and Tianjin, but the war was not over.They must continue to fight the wrong ones, and have to distribute some of the fat pierced by guns to politicians and capitalists.They hate politicians and big-bellied businessmen, but there is no way to prevent them from sharing the fat.They hate Chinese traitors even more, and traitors can help them conquer a city or a county with a small force.They have to wipe the blood off their hands and get ready to shake hands with politicians and traitors they hate.After shaking hands, those politicians and traitors will come up with many nice words for them to deceive the Chinese and themselves.The last thing they want is peace, but those small-nosed and small-eyed people propose "peace"; they are only loyal to themselves--to wage wars for promotion and money--but politicians insist that they are loyal to the emperor. Therefore, the spirit of "Bushido" has changed into deception and self-deception, and the samurai who should be all-powerful have become clowns.

Had they not been like this, and frankly compared themselves to the Huns or Hannibal, and smashed the earth with red-hot iron whips, they would surely have left a cursed reputation in history, like the devil who is always opposed to the angels like.However, they wanted to kill people and set fire to them, but they also covered up the bloodstains and the scene of the fire with paper.There will be no name in history, but they can only be compared to weasels or mice reluctantly.Peking cleaned the streets for the rats.Rats are cunning and fearful. Their meeting, if not urged by the war, would never be fruitful.They have to teach politicians and traitors to help, but to help means to get involved.How much should they teach others to share?What do you share?It is not a pleasant thing to snatch it by yourself, but to watch others reach out to take it, especially the Japanese warriors who are in the eyes of the mouse.If they followed their original intention, they only need to mount machine guns, and within a quarter of an hour, they will turn Peiping into a huge slaughterhouse, and then put the treasures in the Forbidden City, the books in the library, and even the exotic flowers in the famous gardens of ancient temples. All the precious furnishings were removed, and there was no need to beat around the bush.However, there are still many Westerners in Peiping, and Eastern warriors must wear a mask to cover their ferocious faces.Politicians also said that this is a political issue and that bullets should not be wasted.The capitalists also declared with a smile on their face that massacres are contrary to economic principles.In the end, the traitors bowed and bowed to each other and stated that the people of Peiping were the most honest and would never fight against Japan, so they should ask the "imperial army" to hold their hands high.As a result, the simplest things became very complicated, and massacres and robberies became the organization of the government and the implementation of the "kingly way".

This detour from military occupation to government formation disappointed the frustrated warlords and bureaucrats hiding in Tianjin.Their desire to be an official and earn money has changed from expectation to immediate fulfillment following the invasion of the Japanese invaders.They thought that as long as they kowtowed to the Japanese soldiers, they would be rich and honorable.Unexpectedly, the Japanese army wanted to make detailed selections, instead of counting them as a person without scratching their heads.At the same time, there are factions among the Japanese soldiers, while politicians and capitalists have their own party affiliations. The Japanese have to fight the Japanese, and the Chinese have to follow suit, without knowing where the main forces are.Their simple method of recognizing Japanese warlords as foster fathers must be changed to calling everyone daddy.They flustered, ran around, spied on, colluded, competed, and were afraid of losing the election--only by being on stage this time can they obtain the qualification and enjoyment of "Founding Fathers".They are as active as maggots in a manure pit in summer.

Even more pitiful are people like Guan Xiaohe.The people they are fawning over are already flustered and don't know what's going on, and they themselves are even more confused.They only hate their parents for not giving them two more legs!They are exhausted from running, and things are still uncertain. Guan Xiaohe's handsome eyes had sunk into two holes, and his complexion turned darker.He is not discouraged at all, he firmly believes in getting better luck, and never neglects personnel affairs.He still talks eloquently everywhere, his voice is a little hoarse, and his mouth sometimes stinks.He bought Huada Pills and put them in his mouth, even when he was not talking, there was still something to do in his mouth.Although his affairs have not yet come to fruition, he has already learned a lot of terms and theories from traveling around; he took what he got from A, and sold it to B; and then, he learned half a sentence from B. , and then go to C to say.There is really no place to say it, and he will pass it on to his wife and daughter at home.Moreover, this kind of teaching and propaganda can also cover up one's failure, and often yawns or something before finishing a sentence, expressing that one is tired from hard work.If his affairs have been successful, he will certainly not have the leisure to care about, or pay a little attention to, old neighbors.Now, before anything is certain, he notices the neighbors: Why do people like Qi Ruixuan keep silent, never leave the door, and don't walk in the second door?What plans and grasps do they have?He paid special attention to Mr. Qian Moyin.He thought that at Mr. Qian's age, knowledge, and personality, he would surely have good luck when the Japanese came.During his travels these days, he saw quite a few celebrities, some of whom were planning to make Japanese friends through poetry and prose, and planned to set up a poetry club or something.

From the mouths of these poets and poets, Guan Xiaohe learned a set: "Japanese people like to compose poetry, and they all compose old Chinese poems! Or how can we say that vernacular poems are worthless!" Some prepared to use painting and calligraphy as a medium to get close to the Japanese, and Guan Xiaohe learned another trick: "Art has no nationality. Chinese people paint, just like Japanese people. They want to be beautiful. We trade beauty for beauty, so there is no winner or loser!" They said: "The Japanese love flowers and plants the most. In Japan, even placing vases is very particular! When everyone plays with flowers and plants together, there is no need to distinguish between Chinese and Japanese!" learn.

These preparations and remarks made Guan Xiaohe think of Qian Moyin.Mr. Qian is not only good at poetry, but also painting, and loves to grow flowers; he is all-rounder!His heart moved: Vomit!If under the banner of Mr. Qian, he set up a poetry club or painting club, or opened a small flower shop, and let him manage it, wouldn't he directly attract the Japanese? where to go? Thinking of this, he also suddenly realized, vomit!I can't blame Mr. Qian for being so smelly and hard, I know it well!He wanted to see Mr. Qian very much, but he was afraid of running into a wall.Thinking of the last time he met Mr. Qian at the gate of Qi's house, he didn't want to take the trouble again.He thought it would be better to go to Qi's house to inquire first.If Qi Ruixuan has any news about Qian Moyin, he will then decide how to visit Qian's house - as long as there is hope, he doesn't care if he encounters difficulties.At the same time, he also wondered why Qi Ruixuan had some unfathomable method, why he squatted at home without any haste.After taking a Huada Pill and brushing his hair, he went to Qi's house to have a look. "Ruixuan!" He clasped his hands at the door, and called very kindly: "Are you all right? I'll come and see you!"

Tong Ruixuan came to the room and sat down. He first praised Xiao Shun'er, and then introduced the topic: "Any news?" "no!" "It's too dull!" Guan Xiaohe thought that Ruixuan was deliberately keeping things quiet, so he wanted to exchange his own information for information: "I have been going out these days, and although there are very few real news, I already know the general idea. This is the trend of the times. Generally speaking, everyone thinks that China and Japan must cooperate." "Which everyone?" Rui Xuan didn't want to offend anyone, but when he met Mr. Guan, he couldn't help but have a thorn in his words.

Sensing the thorn, Mr. Guan rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, we all hope that China can use force to stop foreign aggression, but whether we can beat Japan or not is a question. As for Peiping, there is no doubt that we will temporarily Occupied by the Japanese, then, I think, useful people like us should really come out and do something, so as not to teach our people to suffer. In this alley, I can only respect your brother and money Meron, I am very concerned about you. How is Meron these days?" "I haven't visited him these two days." "Is he active?"

"I don't know! I'm afraid he can't move, he's a poet!" "It doesn't mean that poets are inactive! I heard that Du Xiuling, a poet, is very likely to take up an important position!" Ruixuan didn't want to talk any more. "Let's go and see Meron together, shall we?" "next time!" "What day? You set a time!" Ruixuan was squeezed into a corner, so he had no choice but to turn perfunctory into an attack. "What are you looking for him for?" "Yes," Xiaohe's eyes lit up, "this is what I want to discuss with you! I know that Mr. Qian is good at poetry and painting, and he likes to grow flowers and plants. The Japanese also like these things. If we—you, me, Mr. Qian—organize some kind of poetry and painting club, if we are negative, we can protect ourselves, and if we are active, we may be able to make friends with Japanese people. There will be some development! We must do this, it is indeed a fair one. way!" "Then, Mr. Guan, do you think the Japanese will occupy our Beiping forever?"

"It doesn't matter if they occupy it for a month or a hundred years, we have to make preparations. Seriously, don't be too negative, brother! In this year and month, we have to have enough activities to make a bowl of food, yes no?" "I don't think Mr. Qian will do such a thing!" "We haven't seen him yet, how can we tell? It's hard to know what's in someone's heart without talking about it in detail!" Ruixuan's fat face turned slightly red. "I won't do it myself!" He thought that this sentence must offend Mr. Guan, so he could stop repeating it.Mr. Guan was not annoyed, but smiled a bit: "It doesn't matter if you don't write poems or paint pictures! I don't know how either! I mean, let Mo Weng write the article, and we two will take charge of the affairs. Start early and create a brand. The Japanese will come here upon hearing the news, and our little sheep pen will become a cultural center!"

Ruixuan couldn't control himself anymore, and sneered. "Think about it again!" Mr. Guan stood up. "I think this is worth doing! If it is done well, it will be beneficial to us; if it is not done well, it will not hurt!" He said as he walked into the courtyard. "How about this? I'll treat you, invite Mr. Qian over, let's talk about it? If he doesn't want to come to my place, I'll send the food and drinks here! What do you think?" Rui Xuan couldn't answer. Walking to the gate, Mr. Guan asked again: "How?" Rui Xuan didn't know what he hummed, so he turned and came in.He remembered the words of that priest Dou.Adding the priest's words and Guan Xiaohe's words together, he shivered. Guan Xiaohe returned home just in time for Mrs. Guan's return.As she changed her clothes, she called for face wash and sour plum soup.Her red-bag-like face had faded to powder, her mouth and nose were breathing profusely, and her voice was very loud, as if she had just snatched two or three machine guns from the enemy. The big red bag is absolutely optimistic about the husband's wealth.This is not because she trusts her husband's ability, but because she believes in her own hands and eyes.In the past few days, she has become godsisters with five wealthy aunts and wives, and won more than 2,000 yuan by chance.She predicted that she would soon become sisters with Japanese wives, and teach Japanese military and political leaders to play cards. Because she is satisfied with herself, she has to be critical of others. "Brother Zhao! What did you do? What about you, Gaudi? Why? When it was time to work harder, you stopped working instead?" Then, the one who accused Huaihuai and Liu, still spoke to the two ladies, but the goal was different. : "Why, go out for a walk, is your face still tanned? My skin is old, I am not afraid of the sun! I know how to help my husband start a family and start a business, so I can't just rely on my fair face and pretend to be a fucking little fairy!" After finishing speaking, she stretched out her ears to listen; if You Tongfang showed any resistance, she was ready to attack aggressively. You Tongfang, however, did not make a sound. Da Chibao turned his gun to her husband: "What's the matter with you today? You don't go out? Leave everything to me alone? You're not shy either! Let's go, it's still early, just run away obediently Go! You are not a girl with bound feet, so you are afraid that your feet will be too big?" "I'm going! I'm going!" Mr. Guan said in a tone. "Madam, please don't lose your temper!" After saying that, he put on his hat and walked out lazily. After he left, You Tongfang opened fire on Da Chibao.She is quite good at adjusting the timing of firing: when Mr. Guan is at home, she endures it as much as she can, in order to avoid being accused of being the culprit; as soon as he goes out, her bullets are fired.Da Chibao's mouth is already wild enough, but Tong Fang has to be several times more wild.When she scolds to the point that even she finds it hard to hear, she will frankly declare: "I'm a singer and I don't care about my background!" You Tongfang can't remember who her parents are, and "You" is her adoptive mother's surname.When she was four years old, she was kidnapped and sold.At the age of eight, she began to learn drum books.She is quite smart, and she was on stage to earn money at the age of ten.At the age of thirteen, she was raped by her master, which affected her physical development, so her stature was very short.She has a small flat face, her skin is quite smooth, and her eyes are particularly charming.Her voice is good, but she lacks confidence, and she often sings hoarsely.Her eyes make up for the lack of voice.For a living, she had to use her eyes to help sing.As soon as she came out on stage, she circled her eyes from right to left: making everyone in the audience think she was looking at herself.Therefore, she was popular for a period of time.When she came to Peking to perform, she was already twenty-two years old.One reason is that there are too many famous actors in Peiping; the other reason is that she has had a second pregnancy and her breath is even worse; therefore, she is not very proud in Peiping.It was when she was so frustrated that Mr. Guan redeemed her.Da Chibao's stature - needless to say anything else - is too tall, so he has long wanted to marry a short man. If Tongfang can study well for a few years, with her background and intelligence, she will definitely become a very useful little woman.To take a step back, even if she does not study, but can marry in a dignified way, with her social experience and suffering, she will be able to be a good housewife with all her heart.She knows very well that gorgeous clothes, sweet words and smiles, and rich banquets are all poisons that rot her body and mind, and she is thrown away in a dead place.On the surface, she winks, sings, and jokes, but secretly she sheds tears.No parents, no brothers, sisters, relatives; open your eyes, the world is empty.In the empty world, she has to smile at everyone and fly her eyes in order to earn two meals.At the age of twenty, she already understood that everything was emptiness, and she was eager to meet an honest man who would give her some truth in life.However, she can only be an aunt!Except for her winking, which cannot be cured at once--if she meets a good man--she would like to get rid of all bad habits at once.However, the concubine is a "proprietary" plaything; she has to use the means of seducing everyone to please one person.Coupled with the jealousy and oppression of the big red bag, she has to please her husband even more, so as not to throw away the food that has arrived.On the one hand, she must use her old seduction techniques to tie her husband's heart, and on the other hand, she is determined not to be bullied lest she become a frog under the table leg.Besides, in her heart, she is no worse than anyone else; or, because she is used to walking in the rivers and lakes, she is more loyal than ordinary people.As a woman, she is not more chaste than any woman.Although she broke her body at the age of thirteen and had two abortions at the age of twenty-two, it was not her own sin.Therefore, the more Da Chibao attacked her, the more she had to defend herself. She felt that Da Chibao had no right to scold her.Unfortunately, her defense was originally intended to gain understanding, but because it was expressed in the form of criticism, it attracted more attacks and hatred.She had no choice but to continue to counterattack. Today, her scolding is not only for herself, but also for her hometown - Liaoning.She was not allowed to know if she was from outside the Guan, but she remembered that she had performed in Xiaoheyan in Shenyang, and her words were also from there.With no parents, she would like to settle down to have a hometown so that she can teach herself that she is not a rootless duckweed.She knew that the Japanese had cheated her of her hometown, and she also knew how the Japanese abused her folks, so she deeply hated the big red bag's attempts to get close to the Japanese.In the whole family, she only got along with Gaudi.Guan Xiaohe is very kind to her, but his love for her is purely pampering and playing with, without respect.As for Gao Di, since he didn't like his parents, of course he would like to have a friend, so he treated Tong Fang as an equal, and Tong Fang treated Gao Di with sincerity. After Tong Fang yelled and scolded for a long time, Gao Di came over to persuade her.After the thunderstorm, it was mostly sunny; Tongfang let go of her grievances and was especially affectionate to Gaodi.The two talked about their hearts.Going back and forth, Gao Di told Tong Fang a little secret of his own, which aroused many emotions in Tong Fang. "To give birth to a woman, alas, there is no need to say anything! Let me tell you, Miss, a woman is like a kite. Don't look at it, which is full of flowers and willows and green, swaying in the mid-air. It's so beautiful. In fact, the thread is It’s in someone’s hands! If you are not convinced, you have to break the thread. Well, you will fall headfirst, either fall on a tree, or hang on a wire, and tear your tail and wings to pieces. It's ugly!" After complaining for a while, she pulled the words back: "I haven't seen the second master in the west courtyard. However, if you want to marry, you should marry an honest person; you are not afraid of being poor, as long as the young couple can It’s good to just live a quiet life! Don’t be busy, I’ll help you find out! My whole life is over, open my eyes, and I don’t have a relative in the world! Yes, I have a husband; but, it’s not a husband! It’s just that I have a big heart and a thick skin! Otherwise, I would have died in the piss hole! Come on, I hope you have a good marriage, and it’s not in vain for us to get along for a while!” Gaudí's short nose has many laugh lines.