Chapter 1 Mystery (Six Chapters)

Looking at Ni Feijun in his arms falling asleep, He Yaozu was unable to close his sour eyes for a long time.

His wife's words before going to bed made him increasingly confused, but he had to admit that what his wife said was facts. As the official director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, although he was just a name, the amount of information he had obtained by his position was far greater than that of most people in this era. In those information, he could clearly see that the support the Communist Party received in the entire society was much stronger than that of Ni Feijun before going to bed. In some special groups, he could already go along with the Kuomintang, and even a trend of latecomers appearing.

What is the reason for this?

The two former prime ministers, one of whom was the founder of the Republic of China, and the other one was the soul of the Guangdong National Government back then. According to common sense, they should be closer to the Kuomintang, so how could they become firm allies and supporters of the Communist Party?

There are also so many veterans of Xinhai, social wise men, famous scholars, and successful businessmen. From the perspective of status and family background, these people should have hated the Communist Party’s propositions. Why did they all stand on the side of the Communist Party, either waving flags and shouting for the Communist Party in the open, or secretly sending money and materials to the guerrilla areas of the Eighth Route Army.

Also, those college students studying in colleges and universities, those small staff working in foreign commerce, and those well-educated and well-off young people, have looked admirable when they mention the Communist Party, and why do they still have to escape from the protection of their families without hesitation and go to northern Shaanxi and Yan'an without hesitation, even though they know that the future is full of dangers.

If they are confused by the Communist Party, then the Communist Party's ability to bewitch the Communist Party is too powerful. You must know that the most active Communist supporters in society are not the illiterate coolies on the dock. They are knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and have a lot of mind than ordinary people. They are smart, agile, independent and sober, and will never easily become prisoners of a few political slogans and propaganda lies. They are all over the government agencies and units of the National Government. They are the flesh and blood and skin of the National Government. If a person loses even the flesh and skin, wouldn't he become a walking skeleton. Under the scorching sun and heavy rain, a skeleton with no flesh and blood and incomplete souls, how long can it last?

In China in 1938, these confusions not only tortured He Yaozu, but also tortured many sober people among the upper class of the Republic of China government.

These confusions not only exist in the upper class of the Republic of China government, but also in the army, universities, commercial banks and factories.

This is a confusion of the entire era, which has made countless theorists and professors who are wary of communist theory, and their hair turned white and their beards broken, but they have never been able to find the answer.

This confusion has entangled some Chinese "historical experts" for more than half a century, and it has not been revealed until the second millennium comes.

In order to prove the evil of communism, some "historical experts" even blindfolded their eyes and regarded rumors as historical facts, so that they kept making big jokes like "350 million" of golden rubles and "Eight-foot Agreement", but they never came up with the truth they hoped for. They could not explain the historical facts that had happened through deliberately fabricated rumors and sewage. Why did the National Government lose people's hearts so quickly? Why did so many people at that time choose the Eighth Route Army and the Communist Party's team?

They repeatedly struggled on the Internet in newspapers and magazines, not only did they fail to achieve their goals, but they made the new generation of young people more confused and more worried about He Yaozu, the old senior of that year. What did the Communist Party bring to the people of the time? They opened their arms one by one, like moths flying into a flame.

As one of the new generation of young people, Zhang Songling's young grandson, John Zhang, also had the same confusion in his heart. Taking advantage of the opportunity to visit his grandfather's old place again, he asked in a low voice with a mysterious face: "If you were back on the other side at that time, you would have to be at least a general when you retire."

"Maybe, or maybe they died in battle before they became generals. Who knows?" Although Zhang Songling was always dissatisfied with his son who was far away in the United States, he was very fond of his grandson who had been a generation away. He smiled and responded in a low voice.

Because he had suspected of "Military Military Commission agents", he was more or less affected in several political movements after the founding of the Republic. Although his old friends secretly took care of him and did not experience some of the legendary inhuman hardships, he also exhausted his heart and responded to the central government's call to leave early, so he failed to catch up with the good years of "selecting talents but not avoiding relatives", and he failed to get any dividends for his relatives in China. Therefore, he had long been accustomed to complaining and questioning of his children and grandchildren, and did not think that John Zhang's problem was so harsh.

"Then, have you ever regretted it? What I said is to think back occasionally, little by little, little by little." Since childhood, John Zhang has heard his father criticize his grandfather's pedantic behavior, accompany his smile and carefully test it.

The grandfather, who was inhumane as his father said, was far more free and easy than he thought. He smiled and had no displeasure on his face. "How could it be? No one forced me to join the guerrillas at that time."

Although he had expected this answer in advance, John Zhang felt a little disappointed, frowned, and his lips squirmed, "Then, then you..."

Zhang Songling shook his head gently, "I didn't think so much at that time. The country was about to be destroyed. Who would care about what official he could be? Besides, the man with Red Beard is good, and I am very compatible with him."

He received American education since childhood and was used to measuring something by comparison between efforts and benefits, John Zhang obviously still couldn't understand his grandfather's choice back then. His eyebrows were as frowned as a knife. When Zhang Songling saw him, he would add another sentence, "For example, when you are in the United States, a white man suddenly issued a decree saying that from now on, Chinese people will become slaves, either obey or die, what would you do?"

"Of course, it was an uprising with a gun, just like Washington and others did." Zhang John jumped up immediately and responded loudly, but soon, his head drooped again. "But the bigger thing is to run back to China. Anyway, the big cities on both sides are not much different now."

"When Washington participated in the uprising, did he think about becoming president in the future?" Zhang Songling automatically ignored the second half of his grandson's words and continued to ask with a smile.

"Definitely not." John Zhang, who has received an orthodox American education, has already engraved his respect for Washington and others into his bones. He responded directly without thinking. Then, he looked at his grandfather with a smile on his face and added unwillingly, "Okay, Washington and others are pursuing independence, democracy and freedom."
Chapter completed!