Chapter 1 Early Spring (Sixth)

"Our court will not be open for too long, and it will probably be over in one or two days." Seeing that Zhang Songling and Sakai Gaoming agreed to continue their business with each other for a long time like merchants, Zhao Tianlong suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart. After thinking about it, he suddenly spoke and said.

"It's okay, maybe." Sakai Gaoming didn't hear the rejection in his words at all. He smiled and waved his hand gently. "I've already thought about how to trade between us in the future. On the first and fifteenth day of the Chinese lunar calendar, there are locals spontaneous markets by the locals. When I have enough goods on hand, I sneak to the market to find you. Zhang Jun has what I need, so he might as well set up a stall at the market. Don't have to come in person every time. Just hang the bone flute I gave you last time on the stall, and I will know that your people are in the stall."

Unexpectedly, Sakai Gaoming's attitude towards business was so firm. Zhao Tianlong was a little stupid for a moment. He didn't know what he should say, so he cut off the transaction and connection between the two parties. However, Zhang Songling gently pulled him away and smiled and decided to Sakai Gaoming, "Then on the first day of next month, I set up a stall in the market to pick up your goods, and I'll barter like today. If you don't need to buy anything other than antiques and jade, I'll give you cash."

"Zhang Jun would be better for me to find it. If you can't find it for a while, I still need to help others bring some more tea leaves and dried mushrooms. However, these things are low. If we continue to do the business between us for a long time, it will be easy for you to lose money." Sakai Gaoming nodded and once again solemnly emphasized.

"I'll try to help you find it." Zhang Songling nodded and then added casually, "But are you sure we still have many opportunities to do business recently? If the two companies fight again, I won't have time to help you find snuff bottles, jade rings and other things."

"Want, what are you going to fight? Anyway, we won't be here recently, unless your guerrillas take the initiative." Sakai Gaoming responded without thinking and said halfway. He suddenly realized that he had leaked military secrets. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, looked at Zhang Songling alertly, and then shook his head with a wry smile, "Zhang Jun, don't dig a pit for me again. When to fight, how could a small soldier like me beard can make the decision? Even if I say that we will not take the initiative to attack the guerrillas recently, do you really believe it?"

"That's not necessarily." Zhang Songling smiled and nodded, "In the situation in the city, we are not really looking at each other. Compare the information you have with the information you provide, and you will understand whether what you say is true."

"If you don't say it, I will never say it, Zhang Jun, don't harm me." Sakai Gaoming once again covered his mouth with his hands, shook his head, and then put down his hand and shook his head and added, "I don't know what the above thinks, but I definitely don't want to fight you anymore. It's meaningless, it doesn't make any sense."

As if he was afraid that others would not understand his true thoughts, he sighed and added with a wry smile, "I have seen many warriors, but the person who used him as bait last time to lead us into the salt lake is undoubtedly the bravest of all warriors. In fact, I don't need to say that Zhang Jun may have found out how much damage he caused to the newly transferred Manchuria and Monument contingent. If I hadn't been running fast at that time, I would have turned into a pack of ashes now, and the ship was arranged by the Kanto Army Headquarters and transported directly back to Osaka."

"I deserve it, who made you chase him so tightly at that time?" Zhang Songling glanced at Sakai Gaoming, without any sympathy in his voice. Through the guerrillas, he had known that Lao Lu had pulled at least thirty Japanese to bury him with him. However, when the news was confirmed from Sakai Gaoming, he still felt very happy.

When dealing with invaders, there is no need to pay attention to means. As long as they can eliminate them, they should do everything they can. Zhang Songling is much more "cruel" than the captain Wang Hong. If the latter had not refused to agree, he would have bombed the seized poisonous gas bombs directly into the Japanese military camp with mortars, so he would not have sent people to the military sub-district and hid them in the warehouse to keep them as evidence to accuse the Japanese of the future.

"I'm very sad when Zhang Jun said this." Hearing the gloating in Zhang Songling's words, Sakai Gaoming waved his hand and continued to sigh and add, "Actually, I am a businessman like you. Even if I don't come to China to fight, I can live a good life with my own abilities. But if I want to fight and conquer China, what can I do if I serve as a soldier?"

"How come there is no way? You can get away from home and hide. Can the army go door to door to search for you? " Zhao Tianlong was a little uncomfortable with Sakai Gaoming's appearance of holding a butcher knife but pretending to wipe his tears. He curled his lips and asked with a sneer.

"Master Long, you don't know that the situation in our country and in our country is really different from yours." Sakai Takamyang shook his head and grinned bitterly, "From top to bottom, he shouted to conquer China and open up living space for the Yamato nation. He called for decades. In order to win this war, the elderly donated clothes prepared for the burial, and the children donated pocket money. In order to show their support for the war, even prostitutes can not pay to receive soldiers to sleep. If I am a wanderer, even if I am not caught by the military, I will be caught and killed by my neighbors on the street."

"It's crazy, it's just crazy." Zhao Tianlong was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and scolded loudly.

"It's true that they're crazy." Sakai Takamyang sighed and agreed, "Those officials who win will continue to be promoted, make money, and be received by His Majesty the Emperor. Who can guarantee that they have the chance to live and see the day of victory?"

"No, I promise, even if you fight for a hundred years, you will not be able to see victory." Zhao Tianlong raised his head and announced the answer loudly, "I said Sakai, I think you have a conscience, so I'd better find an opportunity to retire and go home. I didn't let the ice hole freeze you to death last year, and you can't guarantee that your luck will always be as good as last year."

"What's the good thing? I've been in the hospital for more than a month. Until now, every cloudy day, the joints all over my body are as painful as a knife!" Sakai Takamyung looked up at him and continued to shake his head sadly, "I can't make the decision, we can't make the decision. The military headquarters are crazy from top to bottom. First, they say that they can beat China in three months, but it won't be three months. Then two years will soon pass. Next time, I don't know how many years they are going to say that they will continue to fight. Anyway, you China is weak and we Japan is strong, which is a fact that no one can deny it."

Without waiting for Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling to refute, he quickly added, "But even if you can win, what does it have to do with me? Maybe one day on the battlefield, Zhang Jun would smash my head with a bullet. No matter how brilliant the empire is, it has nothing to do with a corpse."

"Swish, how can I say hello to you?" Zhang Songling was a little amused by Sakai's sad look. He shook his head and whispered to comfort him, "Then try not to rush to the front when you fight in the future! Although I can't recognize which person is on the opposite side, I will never let the target in front and not hit him, and will aim at the one who is dragging behind to deal with the errands."

"When fighting, there will be someone to supervise the war later! If I perform too badly, they will force me to do human bullets, tie explosives to my waist, and rush directly to your positions, rumbling, and you will never have to be afraid of death again." Sakai Gaoming sighed again, stood up with a wry smile, "Forget it, let's not talk about these, this may be fate, it's useless to bother me. It's getting late, so I have to take the goods and hurry up and walk back."

"I'll go get the goods for you." Zhang Songling quickly stood up and walked out with Sakai Takamy and Miura Taro. Zhao Tianlong thought about it and also followed. When he left the tent, he looked back at the goods left on the ground and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Oh,."

According to his previous judgment standards, people like Sakai Takamei and Taro Miura are undoubtedly cowards and scums, but the two cowards and scums brought what everyone needed most now to the guerrillas. But the two cowards and scums turned the Japanese in his impression from a bunch of vicious symbols into a group of living people.

They are afraid of death, and not everyone likes to fight. They even take risks to make money. Some of them hope to live mediocrely and live their lives peacefully.

Is it better to have more warriors among the Japanese, or to have more cowards and scum like Sakai Takamyung? For a moment, Zhao Tianlong found that he was a little conflicted, "I will meet on the battlefield next time, I hope you two will not take the initiative to drill in front of my gun." Looking at the other party's short and dry back, he silently blessed in his heart, and at the same time pressed the box cannon on his waist to let the cold metal dispel the random thoughts in his heart.

Zhang Songling, who was walking in front of him, moved quickly. After just visiting five or six stalls, he gathered all the goods that he had promised to give Sakai Gaoming. The price was basically comparable to what Zhang Songling reported in the tent. The quality was absolutely superior in the entire market. Some vendors saw that the guests were following the person in charge of the court, and deliberately packed a bag of sugar cakes made of glutinous rice, and asked everyone to taste it for free. They were so happy that Sakai Gaoming and Miura Taro smiled, kept folding their hands together, and expressed their gratitude to the stall owner.

The young guerrillas who were responsible for taking care of the market came over and invited the stall owners who sold the goods to check out at the market management department at the entrance of the Quotation Field. Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong helped the guests pack the goods and put them on the horse's back. Then they escorted the other party away from the Quotation Field and walked more than a hundred meters forward. The two guests also jumped onto the mount. The moment they shook the reins, Sakai Gaoming suddenly lowered his head again, looked at Zhang Songling's eyes, and said seriously: "Zhang Jun, you should also find a way to save yourself some money. No matter who loses in this battle, there will probably be a very sad life after the war. Even if the army has been in charge of food, the elders and juniors at home must have money to buy a bite."

"I remember, take care of yourself." Zhang Songling nodded, and his father's loving face suddenly surged in his heart. He had been leaving home for almost two years. I don't know what the family has become now. The news of his "resurrection from the dead" should not have spread. The local Japanese didn't cause trouble for his father and brother. Alas, it's all my fault for the damn Japanese.

Thinking that he was so hurt that he could not return home, he couldn't help but raise his hand and slapped the war horse hard on the butt. Sakai's mount was in pain, and "吉" issued a series of protests, spreading his four hooves, and ran away like lightning.

Zhang Songling's thoughts were also carried to the sky by the sound of horse hooves, and looked down at the Wanzhong Mountains from mid-air. After the Mountains, there was the endless North China Plain. His home was at the end of the plain. The spring in the Central Plains was about to pass. The apricot tree in the yard should be full of furry and sour balls.

"What's wrong? I'm missing home." Zhao Tianlong asked with concern when he found that Zhang Songling was feeling a little depressed.

"It's a little bit." Zhang Songling didn't want to hide it from his good friend, so he nodded slightly. "In the past, at this time of year, I would organize a caravan to sell goods on the grassland. It used to be my father's team, but later my father got old and couldn't take it anymore, so he passed the position of the leader to my elder brother."

"Then you pay attention to it these days, maybe you can meet your brother." Zhao Tianlong smiled, deliberately making things happy with Zhang Songling.

"It's very difficult." Zhang Songling sighed long, not wanting to speak anymore. As he grew older and his experience grew, his mind became clearer and clearer. Some things that were originally confused, but now when he recalls, he can always find or understand more things from them. Take the story of his own friend Zhao Er in Zhangjiakou last year as an example. At that time, this person was so enthusiastic and generous to him, but he never suggested that he take the time to go home and take a look.

Zhang Songling didn't notice anything at that time, but when he recalled it, he felt the alienation in Zhao Er's eyes. He didn't want to go back, so as not to drag down his family and the shop's shop's staff and the villagers around him. Although what he is doing now is for them and to end their days as slaves of the country sooner.

Although spring on the grassland came later, at this moment, the ice on Crescent Lake had already melted. The breeze blew the water vapor from the lake, sweeping the ground that had been burned by humans in the past winter. It was actually on the charred area, making people faintly render a few green colors. It makes people think that hell was dragged back to the world by the spring breeze, as if it were dreams and reality, and they completely forgot where they were.

"This" accompanied Zhang Songling to the lake for a while, and Zhao Tianlong remembered another very important thing and whispered, "It is best not to let too many people know about doing business with the Japanese, otherwise misunderstandings will inevitably arise in the future."

"I know, except you, Captain Wang and Zheng Xiaobao, there is no fifth person who knows about this at present." Zhang Songling quickly pulled back from a distance, nodded, and agreed in a low voice.

"You said, we Captain Wang, will Captain Wang report this to the superiors? After knowing, will the superiors think that we are too unprincipled to do this?" Zhao Tianlong always felt uneasy and continued to whisper a reminder.

"Last time we told Captain Wang that Sakai wanted to do business, we didn't have a telegraph machine here." Zhang Songling thought for a while, smiled and shook his head, "This time Sakai Gaoming came a little suddenly, and I didn't have time to ask Team Wang for instructions, but the transaction has been completed, so it's meaningless to ask for instructions or not. If Team Wang is unhappy, or the superior department has different opinions on this, I will just stand by it."

"What do you mean, you," Zhao Tianlong glared at him, showing anger, "With me here, how could you let me stand alone? It's the same thing, we both have difficulties and share the same blessing."

"Okay." Zhang Songling stretched out his hand and agreed with a smile.

Zhao Tianlong raised his huge palm and held him in the air. His bright eyes were filled with the warmth of friendship.
Chapter completed!