Using China to control China is definitely not an unfamiliar trick for the staff of the Kwantung Army Headquarters. In fact, the entire Japanese military has been playing this method in China over the years. Whether in the three northeastern provinces, North China, South China or Inner Mongolia, they will support a puppet government under the banner of rebuilding order, complete the activities that are inconvenient for themselves, and confuse international public opinion by covering up their ears. Anyway, the so-called League of Nations has always endorsed the strong, and they will never stand up for the Chinese government because the puppets pretend to be unfair. As for the targets of the construction of the Manchus, Hans or Mongolians, the Japanese did not care much, because in their eyes, except for the Yamato people, other ethnic groups in Asia are lambs to be slaughtered, and there is no need to pay attention to the difference between sheep or goats.

It is not difficult to build a small-scale local puppet regime in the northern part of Chahar. Following the instructions of Chief of General Staff Ryosuke Isotani, Deputy Chief of General Staff Yano Ossaburo soon led his staff members to come up with a detailed plan, and personally coordinated the intelligence department and the pseudo Xing'an Provincial Security Command, which was closest to the target of being supported, and asked all parties to provide the maximum support for this plan.

With the support of the Buddha Isotani Ryosuke, all departments still wanted to give Yano Yin Saburo some convenience. Soon, the military instructors and liaison officers sent to the Yete Left Banner of the Ukrainian Banner embarked on a journey. At the same time, the first batch of arms, including four wavy light machine guns and two grenade launchers, were directly transferred to the hands of the little prince Baiyin who was being supported through the Xing'an Provincial Security Command.

Unfortunately, the combat effectiveness of the little prince Bai Yin and the Mongolian private soldiers under his command were too poor. Even though they were equipped with machine guns and grenade launchers, they still barely tied with Zhou Heichang's independent battalion. Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two sides, the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, who had been dormant in Lamagou for more than two months, came out again. It took only half a night to eliminate a company of Manchu soldiers who were stationed in the Yete Palace of Wuqi.

Worried that his old nest was slaughtered by the Red Beard, the little prince Baiyin had to give up the confrontation with Zhou Heikang Independent Battalion and led his troops back to his territory to sit in. He lost his support. The remaining soldiers of the Manchurian and Monarchic Task Force and the Manchu puppet troops in Heishizhai County did not dare to go out of the city to compete with the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, and the guerrillas were unwilling to take risks to attack the county town without any strategic value. For a moment, Heishizhai and its surrounding areas miraculously ushered in "peace". No one of the warring sides could do anything to each other, so they simply stopped and restored their energy to wait for new fighter opportunities.

For most Mongolian and Han people living near Heishi Village, they finally don’t have to sleep every night by listening to gunfire and grenade explosions. This is really good news. However, they soon discovered that even the "peaceful" days were much sadder than usual. Last fall and winter, Heishi Village changed hands twice, and the attack on various stores in the city was fatal. The goods in their hands were first "requisitioned" by Zhou Heichang's independent battalion, and were "verified" by the Japanese devils and the puppet Manchukuo army, whether it was a cabinet. Both Taiwan and warehouses are so clean that they can open the ice rink directly. In this way, the daily groceries such as tea, tobacco, needlework, lamp oil, etc. that ordinary people cannot live without, but the supply of other things is cut off. Life can still be done if they are short of other things. However, this rough tea, which is pressed into bricks, is an indispensable product like salt. Without it for a long time, the eyes of the people begin to get astringent and their teeth begin to bleed. Some people even ride on horseback and walk well, and they will fall from the saddle and return to the underworld in a daze. (Note 1)

Fortunately, after the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, Red Beard, had predicted the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, and immediately set out to build a large temporary market in the open space on the west side of the Crescent Flag. Hei Beard, the commander of the Jinsui Army Independent Battalion, sent a notice to the surrounding green forest heroes that any caravans that came from the mouth to sell goods near the Crescent Lake this year, no one of the Green Forest colleagues in each of them would be too embarrassed. Otherwise, they would even fight against the Jinsui Army and the Eighth Route Army. Even if Red Beard and Black Beard fought for their lives, they would come to the door to seek justice for the vendors.

Thanks to the former Japanese consultant Fujita Junji, Fujita, the horse bandits with a climate of 500 miles around, most of the surrounding horse bandits were buried in the Lama Valley last year. Even if they wanted to make a fortune, they had to consider whether they would have their lives to spend their lives after they made money. Therefore, the large and small business roads in the northern part of Chahar have become particularly safe this year. In addition, Red Beard and Black Beard made a promise to collect only 1.5% of the transaction tax to the vendors through their respective eyes and ears. Although the "deal" of the Crescent Lake was established a little hastily, the transaction was really prosperous.

Compared with the lively "Qingfang" on the banks of Crescent Lake, the markets in Heishi Village are becoming increasingly deserted. Vendors who dare to go to the grassland to do transactions are usually not too timid. In their eyes, safe trade routes and relatively reasonable taxes are at least twenty times more important than the laws of the Mongolian-Jiang Union Government. Moreover, the northern area of ​​Chahar is not currently completely controlled by the so-called Mongolian-Jiang Union Government of King De. Everyone goes to the banks of Crescent Lake. The new "decision" to do business cannot be considered a collaboration between enemies no matter what. Even if it is connected, what can the so-called Mongolian-Jiangxi coalition government do? Can we set up another checkpoint on Zhangjiakou, the only way for everyone to return to the Central Plains, and look through which sheepskin in the goods come from Yete Right Banner of Wuqi, and which ox horn is a gift from the Eighth Route Army? If they really have such great skills, they would not be beaten by Fu Zuoyi so that they would not even dare to leave the city gate (Note 2)

No caravan was willing to endure the double burden of being entrusted by the Japanese to do business in Heishizhai City with heavy taxes and extortion by the puppet army. However, some of the rich families in the city and the Mongolian nobles around them had to purchase necessary supplies for life. Some of them were smart and immediately went to the bank of Crescent Lake in casual clothes. They became more addicted to the market. Some of them were relatively dull or relatively timid, and they asked someone to speak to the acting county magistrate of Heishizhai, the little prince of Yete Left Banner of Wuqi, Baiyin, and asked him to read it as he was always respectful, and he must give everyone a clear way out.

"Minglu," received a plead from the rich and Mongolian nobles in the city, but in fact, it was a verbal message. Heishizhai acting county magistrate, and Bai Yin, the young prince of Yete tribe of Wuqi, was so angry that he slapped the table. "We have to buy brick tea in our own palace at a high price to go to Chenyang. Where can I go to find Minglu for them?"

The old butler Mo Rigen, who was telling everyone, dared not respond. He lowered his head and grabbed the rag to constantly wipe the tea water splashed out of the tea bowl on the table. Seeing the few hairs on the back of his head, the little prince Baiyin couldn't help but start to soften again, "Grandma, I think I really care about this shitty acting county magistrate. If I force myself to force me, I will stop doing it. Let the Japanese come over from other places and then ruthlessly."

The old butler Mo Rigen still said nothing. He lowered his head and continued to work hard at the table where there was no water stain. Bai Yin was upset by the old man's actions. After thinking about it, he said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I know what you mean. I can't go to the Crescent Lake in person? I just happened to see what my cousin's palace was ruined. If you can help her, please clean it up."

"This is not very appropriate." After hearing this, Bai Yin's confidant Mei Lin Bori pointed at Chi's objection, "The Japanese in the city have been staring at you, for fear that you will have contact with Chongqing like Siqin. If you go to Crescent Lake at this critical moment, they will inevitably think more."

"Just think about it. I even looked at their bare butts, and I'm afraid they will think about it in their heads?!" The little prince Bai Yin curled his lips and responded disdainfully.

When talking about the hundreds of Japanese and puppet soldiers running on the snow with their bare butts, the old butler Mo Rigen couldn't help laughing, throwing the rag, and shouting: "You're too careful when you put a red haircut. Now the Japanese have something to ask for us, and now they want him. As long as we don't clearly show our attitude to surrender to Chongqing, they dare not do anything to the little prince. They even find that something is wrong, and they will increase their bargaining chips for us, instead of giving a few crooked hands like now, and they are reluctant to give enough bullets."

Since seeing the Japanese devils' bare butt with his own eyes, Boritachi's fear of the Japanese in his heart has not been much left. He had previously dissuaded Bai Yin, but he habitually picked up the omissions. Seeing that the little prince Bai Yin and the old butler Mo Rigen did not take the Japanese attitude seriously, he also changed his mind, nodded, and whispered: "Then I'll think of a way to help the Japanese instructors in our royal guards. The situation is not very clear at the moment. If you don't tear your face, don't rush to tear your face."

"Spend money to find a few secret prostitutes who look better and ask them to accompany the Japanese instructor to go out for a walk. They told the Japanese instructor that they were all illegitimate daughters of nobles. They just because their mother was not to be tolerated by the housewife at home, so they went to the streets to make a living." The little prince Bai Yin's eyes turned, and she had a good idea, smiled, and gave instructions.

Note 1: In the early years, there was inconvenient transportation on the grassland and scarce vegetables and fruits. Brick tea became an important means for Mongolian and Han people, especially Mongolian herders who like to eat meat, to supplement vitamins. If they do not drink tea for a long time, various diseases will be caused by the lack of vitamins in their bodies. Therefore, a very effective means of economic sanctions for the Ming Dynasty's imperial court to deal with grassland people was to stop the tea trade.
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