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"Mr. Tang, this batch of seized counterfeit properties has now been realized. There are 3000 taels of gold, 100 U.S. dollars, and more than a dozen dans of tobacco cream," Fan Shaozeng said. To convert it into ocean, you must cash it in currency, not legal tender, so it’s going to be a bit of a hassle.”

Tang Hua looked at Manager Zhao.

Manager Zhao: "This is equivalent to 10,000+ cash... three days, just give me three days to raise it."

"Commander Fan, wouldn't it be better to store gold and foreign exchange in a foreign bank?" Tang Hua asked, "The price of gold has been rising recently, but the price of silver has been sluggish."

"I want to go to the ocean, and I will ship it back to Sichuan and distribute it to the families of the soldiers who died in the 88th Army." Fan Shaozeng said solemnly.

Tang Hua looked at Fan Shaozeng in awe, a 50-year-old man with a round head and a fat face.Every human being is a complex complex, and historical figures especially.He married forty concubines, but he was not ambiguous in his resistance to Japan.In Shanghai, he followed Song Ziwen to engage in robbery, but he changed hands and used the collected money to help his comrades in the Sichuan army who died in battle.

At this time, Fan Shaozeng had lost Brother Pao's anger, and his face was full of regret and intolerance.

"Sichuan people came out of Sichuan to fight the war, shed blood and sacrificed for the country, but Chiang Kai-shek is not authentic, I will spray back if I am not authentic to Lao Tzu Fan Haer, but the life of the soldiers below is too sad. More than 88 people were killed or injured in the 8000th Army in Zhejiang and Jiangxi. I know a lot of people from our hometown in Sichuan. In the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, the 88th Army injured more than 1 people and killed more than 7000 people. The soldiers died without compensation, and they owed the military salary for half a year or more before they died. The backbone of the family died, and many people couldn’t get rid of it. Yes. If you can help a little, help a little."

"I understand." Tang Hua said, "There are so many oceans, so be careful on the road from Shanghai to Chongqing, and you must send troops and ships. In addition, try to keep it as secret as possible when you set off."

Chapter 8, Big Brother's Funeral

Time passed quickly, and when Tang Hua finished writing the second manuscript, the first article of "World Military Pictorial", it was already late January 1946.

As the first article, focusing on major strategic analysis and international political direction, Tang Hua commented on the situation in Northeast China, echoing the previous article on Marshall's mediation, and finally made a little prediction.

During the period when Tang Hua was familiarizing himself with the family's property while coding, Tang Xiong, Lao Xun, became more and more ill.

"The coffin-carrying dance you mentioned, do you have to find black people from Ghana to dance?" In the hospital, the old inspector asked Tang Hua.

"...The blacks in the south of the Sahara have their own national dances," Tang Hua said, "It is not necessary for Ghanaians to dance. Sudanese, Bantu, and Khoisan people can all dance. As for Ghana, in fact There are also Akan, Mosi-Dagomba, Ewe, Ga-Adangebe, but I'm not sure if blacks from those peoples dance as well."

"Then look for me. There are still some black people in Shanghai. It's best to find Ghanaians. If not...other black people are also fine. It doesn't matter. The black coffin-carrying dance became popular only after I traveled here. Yes. It doesn’t matter if it’s not the original flavor.” Lao Xun said, “The most important thing is to make a film and ask Minhua Film Company for a camera and a director.”

Liver cancer is a terminal disease in this era. There is no surgery, no targeted drugs, and even radiotherapy and chemotherapy to prolong survival time have not been invented.Now Lao Xun's main treatment methods are painkillers and painkiller injections. As the disease gets more serious, the dose and frequency of injections are approaching the limit.

In the early morning of January 1, Sun Shi, who was on duty at the hospital, rushed back to the mansion and woke up Tang Hua.

The old patrol passed away.

In this era, Tang Hua is the only person who can openly talk about any topic and any secret.Tang Hua didn't intend to reveal his true identity to anyone. After the old patrol left, he could only bury this secret in his heart forever.

Seeing the sadness and pain on Tang Hua's face, Sun Shi comforted him with kind words: "My condolences to the young master, the master died in his sleep, and he took an injection of Demerolo before going to bed, and there was no pain."

……

On January 1, a memorial service was held.During the five days from Lao Xun's death to the opening of the memorial service, Tang Hua went to Shiliupu every day to supervise the rehearsal of the coffin-carrying group of seven.I searched for black people all over Shanghai before, but in the end I only found one black person from Ghana, and I randomly found 25 black Africans to form a professional team.No way, after Lao Xun passed away, he left a note in the ward, pressed it under the Coke bottle, and clearly stated that he wanted Tang Hua to hire a black man to carry the coffin, and there would be singing and dancing!

"Chief Prosecutor Li Jichen sent wreaths and silk money!"

"Cai Tingkai and Commander Cai sent wreaths and silk gold!"

Lao Xun actually also served in the Kuomintang, but in the Kuomintang's party and government system, he was an inconspicuous and marginal figure.His status in the cultural circle is slightly higher than that of the party and government. He edits books and magazines, and is well-known in Shanghai and Chongqing, and also has some prestige in compradors and business circles.Cai Tingkai and Li Jichen should be the most famous ones who sent wreaths at the memorial service.

Cai Tingkai sent his secretary Qin to come to Shanghai from Guangzhou to attend the memorial service. "Mr. Tang, I set off from Guangzhou. Before I left, Commander Cai also confessed something, which I must tell you face to face. Butler Sun, we—"

Sun Shi, Secretary Qin and Tang Hua entered a small room on the side of the mourning hall.

"Commander Cai first said that you should marry a wife and have children. Mr. Tang is already in his twenties this year, and he is not young. Of course, you have been studying in the United States for more than four years, and it may be difficult for a white woman to marry back home, so it is not a good feeling to be single until now. But now that I have completed my studies and returned to China, I should start a family and start a business immediately. Before Lao Tang left, he didn’t see his grandson, nor did he see you getting married. It’s a pity! It’s because Lao Tang spoiled you too much, you are four years old When he lost his mother when he was growing up, Lao Tang never remarried, nor did he take concubines. If it was someone else, I’m afraid that the girl would have been found long ago when you returned to China, and the dowry has been given away. You get off the boat and go straight to The bridal chamber in a sedan chair. Commander Cai is only six years older than your father, and now his grandson can make soy sauce." Secretary Qin said something to Tang Hua first, earnestly.

Secretary Qin, Sun Shi, and Lao Xun's time-traveling identity Tang Xiong are all Cantonese, as are Cai Tingkai and Li Jichen.In fact, ADMO is to some extent the “Guangdong Gang” of the Kuomintang, with a particularly strong rural party atmosphere. For example, the housekeeper Sun Shi is actually a comrade of the same faction, and the party has been in the party for more than ten years.Therefore, the conversations among members of the ADMOD always start with family stories.

Tang Hua immediately made a humble expression, and replied seriously: "Uncle Qin is right, I will solve the major issues in life as soon as possible."

"The second thing is the official business of our Association for Promoting Comrades." Secretary Qin continued. "Now we have decided to prepare for the establishment of a file and plan to hold a national conference in March. Since 3, Cai Gong and Li Gong have been planning this matter. Now, the current situation is like this. If we don't do something right away, we will be sorry for the country. Yes. Your father discussed many things with Mr. Cai and Mr. Li very early on. Mr. Tang came back only a month ago, but he is capable of writing and military, and has a strategic strategy. Mr. Cai and Mr. Li appreciate it very much. Mr. Tang must attend the meeting."

Tang Hua nodded again, and replied: "I would like to do my best. I will definitely participate in the national conference for promoting the establishment of files by the people."

Then Secretary Qin chatted about some things, why should I take a concubine first?

After walking out of the small room and sending Secretary Qin away, Tang Hua straightened the black gauze on his arm, frowned and let out a soft sigh.

"The young master sighed, do you think this matter is unreliable?" Sun Shi asked.

"That depends on how reliable it is." Tang Hua said, "The national conference for the promotion of private affairs can be held successfully, and the establishment of files can be successfully established. Let them be punished. Li Jichen and Li Gong have already been permanently expelled from the party twice, and maybe they will be expelled for the third time soon... Other high-level civil servants will have to hide in Tibet, or they will be imprisoned or placed under house arrest. These are all things that will happen within a year, and in the future, it may take three or four years, and the days are very sad."

"Then the young master is going to be more cautious? Attending the meeting will just go through the motions, don't show up, and don't be a high-level executive of the people's promotion. That's fine, anyway, this party or that faction is messy, and they can't make money." Sun Shi is now used to Tang Like his father, Hua looks at people and things from the perspective of the highest level, and often makes definitive evaluations of certain people.

The memorial service is still not over. From time to time, people come to send wreaths and silk gold, bow before the portrait and leave.Just as Tang Hua mechanically greeted and sent off the visitors according to the procedure, a voice from the concierge came to his ears:

"Xiao Shu'an, negotiator of the Eighth Route Army, Lieutenant General Zhou Enlai, head of the peace talks delegation of the Eighth Route Army and vice chairman of the Zhonggong, sent a wreath and silk gold!"

Chapter 9, Big Brother's Funeral

[The shocking article spreads all over the world, and the morality of the new people spreads for thousands of years. 】

Tang Hua is very familiar with this full, dignified and majestic calligraphy. It is the handwriting on the Monument to the People's Heroes. I don't know how many times I have seen it.The fourteen characters of the elegiac couplet also succinctly summarize what Tang Xiong, the old Xun, left behind in the Republic of China in the past 10 years since he traveled back.

"...Thank you. I am deeply honored, deeply honored. Duke Zhou is in Chongqing now, right?" Tang Hua said.What I thought in my heart was to tell Sun Shi that after the memorial service, I must collect this elegiac couplet for collection, as well as Cai Tingkai and Li Jichen, their elegiac couplets must not be let go.

"Duke Zhou was in Chongqing, and the negotiations between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party were at a critical moment. Duke Zhou talked with Marshall every day, and when he came back, he prepared materials. He couldn't get away. There happened to be a transport plane carrying representatives and observers from the Communist Party to Shanghai. He wrote the couplet and asked someone to bring it over. " Xiao Shu'an said.This middle-aged man, about 40 years old, is not tall, with a long face, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the straight bridge of the nose, a light brown suit, black hair painted with shiny petroleum jelly, American white leather shoes are spotless, He looks like a petty bourgeoisie or a high-level white-collar worker in Shanghai, not like a negotiator of the party.

"My father said many things about your side when he was there, and he was very concerned about it. The current situation is also at a critical moment. You should be more careful," Tang Hua said, walking out the door with Xiao Shu'an, gesturing for Sun Shi don't follow.

"Is the 'Eighth Office' doing well now? Is there any problem with security? Fan Shaozeng is one of us, and he can be regarded as a comrade of the same faction. If there is any difficulty, we can help." Tang Hua said to Xiao Shu'an.The Eighth Office is the well-known Shanghai Office of the Eighth Route Army. It was established after the cooperation between the KMT and the Communist Party. After the fall of Shanghai, it turned into an underground activity and became the Shanghai Working Committee. Later, the Eighth Route Army Hong Kong Office was established in Hong Kong, and many patriotic democrats were withdrawn from Shanghai to Hong Kong. , and then evacuated from Hong Kong to other safe places.The Eighth Office has only been active in Shanghai for a few short months, but it has left a deep impression on all walks of life. The name of the Eighth Office has been informally called by people in the know, and it has not been changed until now.

"Thank you Mr. Tang for your care. Everything is fine now," Xiao Shu'an said, "It's just that in today's situation, we will continue to maintain our underground activities in the future. It may not be easy to meet Mr. Tang in the future."

"I know that you have made two-handed preparations, both for peace talks and for war... Although the KMT and the CCP have the United States as a guarantor this time, and the five-star general Marshall came to mediate, it is useless. This is different from 1933. Then You are dealing with the Fujian faction and the Cantonese faction, you can reach an agreement with Cai Tingkai, and you can also reach an agreement with Chen Jitang, but Chiang Kai-shek can’t agree. Half a year, at most half a year, the civil war will definitely break out.”

Xiao Shu'an looked at Tang Hua suspiciously, thought for a while, and then said in an uncertain tone: "Young Master Tang, we..."

"Aren't you Pan Hannian?"

Xiao Shu'an, ah no, Pan Hannian, now I have the feeling of wearing a purple suit for stealth and stealth, but when I go out, I find that I am still running naked.Of course Pan Hannian knew that Tang Hua was a friend, and there was no outsider around him, so he would not be in any danger, but it was too frustrating to be seen through by a 23-year-old boy at a glance.The problem must be the pseudonym, which has been used for more than a year, and it seems that it needs to be changed.

"Oh, huh, huh," Pan Hannian grinned, "This is the first time we've met, and in fact, my father and I only met once, and it was just a one-off acquaintance at a party..."

Tang Hua can't say that I read the biography of you, a legendary red agent in later generations, and only after remembering your appearance in the photo can I know it's yours. "There are not many people who can directly contact Duke Zhou. Duke Zhou has a task, and he will directly delegate it from Chongqing to someone in Shanghai to complete it. Then there will be no one else except you. Okay, okay, don't argue about this issue," Tang Hua also smiled and said, "...the time is coming soon."

Seeing that the time was up, Sun Shi walked to the center of the mourning hall, slapped, slapped, slapped three times.

A mash-up band quickly takes their gear into position.This is a combination that Tang Hua has thought about for a long time. In addition to percussion instruments, it is also accompanied by suona, flute and trumpet, which can restore the electronic music style of Astronomia to the greatest extent.

When the prelude sounded, the people present only felt a "buzz" in their ears, and then they couldn't even hear the words of the people next to them.

Sun Shi slapped, slapped, and clapped his palms twice. The director took out the board, and the director of Minhua Film Company shouted, "Start shooting!"

Seven black men filed in and stood in front of Lao Xun's coffin.

The leading black man wears a tall black top hat and holds a ringing baton, while the other six wear black peaked hats.All seven black men were wearing sunglasses, white shirts, black suits, and leather shoes with a white pinch, with expressionless faces.