Chapter 42 Section 1

In the apartment of Sun Yat-sen, the father of the country.Standing in a glass frame on the wall, the great revolutionary forerunner gazed tenderly at his widow. Soong Ching Ling was dressed in plain clothes, with a white waistcoat on her shoulders, her hands folded in front of her chest, and she was praying silently with her eyes closed. "Ma'am," Sister Li, the nanny, came over gently and called out in a low voice, "a little gentleman sent a letter just now." "Yo!" Soong Ching Ling turned around and took the letter, and asked in surprise, "Where's the sender?"

"left already." Soong Ching Ling was a little disappointed, she lightly weighed the letter.There seems to be a hard object wrapped in a thin piece of paper, which looks heavy. "What kind of letter, it will look like this." Soong Qingling stared at the nanny and said to herself, then opened the envelope and shook out the letter paper. Unexpectedly, with a bang, something fell to the ground.The nanny screamed, and Soong Ching Ling took a closer look, and found that there was a shiny bullet in the letter. "Old trick again!" Soong Ching Ling stared contemptuously at the bullets on the ground, and a sneering smile flickered across her lips, "This is not the first time for me to do such an indecent act. Their plot will not succeed. "

"Ma'am," Sister Li, the nanny, stepped forward, leaned over to pick up the letters and bullet casings on the ground, and persuaded with some concern, "I heard that the Communist Party is about to invade Shanghai, and those dignitaries are packing bags of gold Silver is thin and soft, and went to Taiwan and Hong Kong in a panic. The streets are chaotic, and there is a mess everywhere. You'd better be careful." Soong Ching Ling looked at this personal nanny who had been with her for decades, nodded gratefully, and then said with relief: "Sister Li, don't worry. They can't scare people with this method. I am in Shanghai , not going anywhere. I don’t believe that these people dare to do anything to me.”

After Soong Ching Ling finished speaking, she walked to the window and pushed it open.Thick smoke was billowing not far along the Suzhou Creek, and the rumble of artillery shelling alternately fired by the offensive and defensive troops of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party could be clearly heard. Those shells turned into beautiful fireballs in the air, and then tore apart, forming The same bunches of spectacular fireworks were scattered in the air. Soong Ching Ling clasped her arms in front of her chest, staring intently at the large photo of Sun Yat-sen, the father of the nation, on the wall, hesitant to speak but finally silent.

At this time, at the Huangpu Port Wharf in Shanghai, the Kuomintang warship "Taikang" was moored on the shore, and the water of the Huangpu River slapped slowly and rhythmically.Sitting alone in the luxurious cabin on the ship, Chiang Kai-shek stared at the large photo of the founding father Sun Yat-sen and the "Prime Minister's last words" on the wall, full of worry and indignation. The head of the guard, Yu Jishi, bowed and flashed into the room, bowed his eyebrows and moved in front of Chiang Kai-shek. He lowered his voice and reported, "President, Director Mao Renfeng of the Secrecy Bureau has arrived."

"Hey!" Chiang Kai-shek raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his pale and stiff face immediately became lively. He pointed out the door uncharacteristically, "Let him in. Director Yu, I have important work for Director Mao." Tell me, everyone will be gone tonight, including Commander Tang." "Yes, I understand." Yu Jishi nodded and retreated nonuo. Mao Renfeng walked into the inner room humbly, his face covered with beads of sweat.The tightly buttoned Chinese tunic suit on his body didn't fit well at all, because his waist was bent and he was trembling, making his stubby figure even more ridiculously small.

Chiang Kai-shek straightened his back, looking like a dead bamboo. He frowned and "gouged out" Mao Renfeng's eyes, waved his hands as a gesture of invitation, and sat on the leather sofa behind him. Only then did Mao Renfeng move out half of his buttocks and sit aside, then took out a handkerchief and hurriedly wiped the sweat off his face, "Plop! Plop!" panting in his heart, he looked nervously at Chiang Kai-shek. "Director Mao," Chiang Kai-shek stared at Mao Renfeng, and said dejectedly, "The Communist Party has trapped us in Suzhou and is advancing towards the urban area of ​​Shanghai. Tell me, can the national army hold Shanghai? Whether it can or not, it doesn't matter. "

"President," Mao Renfeng hurriedly got up, standing at attention as if endorsing a letter, "according to my humble opinion, although the Communist Party has won Suzhou, we have hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in the national army in Shanghai, and Commander Tang is another generation of famous generals. The command is good, and Shanghai’s city defenses are impenetrable. Especially at the critical moment of the national crisis, the generals and soldiers of the army are very encouraged. As long as we can unite as one, Shanghai will definitely be able to defend.” An imperceptible wry smile slid across Chiang Kai-shek's face. He waved his hands and said, "Sit down and talk. Tang Enbo also has your determination. I don't think so, but looking at the past, since the opening of Shanghai as a port, after the Opium War, Beiyang Warlord Sun Chuanfang and others, those who wanted to defend Shanghai did not defend Shanghai."

Mao Renfeng said "shua", his face was red to the ears, he called "President" in fear, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Chiang Kai-shek with a wave of his hand. "I've said it earlier. The spirit of the Kuomintang created by the former Prime Minister is gone. We were not defeated by the Communist Party, but by our own people." Chiang Kai-shek shook his head in pain, and then his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stopped every word. Said: "Why are we defeated by ourselves? The key is that other factions in the party go their own way, and some comrades who have different ideas have always been alienated."

Mao Renfeng heard this and immediately understood.Summoning himself in the middle of the night must be another big move.During this period of time, he has been busy rushing to transport industrial equipment in Shanghai, organized blasting teams to carry out large-scale blasts in some big cities, and at the same time, asked the military command ranger to step up intelligence collection while closely monitoring the local officials and those unstable dissidents. .However, the assassination list was in hand, but due to various complicated factors, it became a pot of raw rice, and the execution was not ideal.I don't know whose head Chiang Kai-shek is going to use again this time.

Chiang Kai-shek had regained his composure, and asked again: "How are those capitalists in Shanghai doing?" Mao Renfeng quickly picked up the conversation, and replied: "They all expressed their willingness to go to Taiwan. However, once we made arrangements for them, these people pushed back and forth again and again, blindly prevaricating." Chiang Kai-shek nodded, and said meaningfully: "It's difficult to do it. You have to transport people, funds, and equipment to Taiwan. Don't do it lightly unless you have to." Having said this, Chiang Kai-shek suddenly lowered his face, and his expression became irritable, " These people are easy to deal with, but some are difficult to deal with. Kidney beans don’t use oil and salt.”