"Mr. Guan, are you not waiting for the essay group to draw?" Liu Mosheng asked.

"Mrs. I'll say goodbye first."

"I will introduce you to someone, this is Mr. Gu Yu, editor-in-chief of "New Manchuria".

"Looking for a long time."

"Mr. Guan, our "New Manchuria" is committed to the development of Manchuria culture. I was very excited to listen to your poems just now. We want to hire you as a columnist and get the best rewards."

"Thanks to Mr. Guyu for his appreciation, but I am plagued by earthly affairs and I am afraid I cannot take on this important task. I am really embarrassed."

"That's so regretful." Gu Yu said a little lonely.

"Everyone, I'll take the lead. The wife is still waiting for me."

Gu Yu looked at Guan Shijie's back and said, "Are you talented people a little aloof?"

On the rostrum of the auditorium, the award ceremony for old-style poems has ended, and the award ceremony for the prose group is still underway.

Wolong unexpectedly won the first prize in the essay group, and Xiaoyuan won the second prize.

When the special prize is about to be awarded, Wolong, Xiaoyuan, Li Xianglan and others sat together and were wondering: Could it be that fur merchant again, right?

Officials from the Hongbao Department announced loudly: "In this poem and essay competition, the one who won the special prize in the prose group was "A thought of it, I am haggard in the next life", and the author Simu. Please come to the stage to receive the prize."

"It's still Simu!"

"I heard that Simu is a fur merchant, but I didn't expect to be so talented."

"He won two special prizes by himself. If he won the prize again, wouldn't he be angry and die some people?"

"Yes, this means there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven."

The few people who said this sat behind Wolong and the others.

Wolong, Xiaoyuan and others are arrogant and arrogant, and look arrogant, which has long caused dissatisfaction among some literati.

They took this opportunity to vent their emotions indulge in a moment.

Officials from the Hongbao Office called out the author's name twice. Seeing that the author did not come to the stage to receive the award, they announced that the author's ranking was cancelled according to the regulations of the Organizing Committee of the Poetry Competition, and the other rankings remained unchanged.

As soon as the release was released, everyone was shocked.

"This is the charm of a famous scholar and indifferent to fame and fortune."

"What a master, really a well-educated man!"

...

The people in the audience were talking, all admiring and sighing.

Although Guan Jie's ranking was cancelled, Wolong, Xiaoyuan, Li Xianglan and the others were still not excited.

A song "Homesickness" amazed all the literati in Manchuria. The essays that were cancelled will definitely be published in the literary supplement in the "New News of the Times".

Li Xianglan, Wolong, and Xiaoyuan were all regretful, so why did they get involved with Guan Jie, who is talented and knowledgeable?

Wolong still had a trace of luck in his heart. The competition had just begun, and he hoped that he could win a game.

The next day, some of the winning works from the Poetry Competition were selected in the literary supplement of "Shishi Xinbao".

Among them are the poem "Homesickness" with the pen name Simu, the prose "A thought of it, haggard and the next generation", as well as the poetry works by Xiaoyuan and Li Xianglan.

Editor's note: Simu is a rising star in the Manchu literary world.

There is also circulating in the market that Simu is a businessman who is indifferent to fame and fortune, knowledgeable and talented. What's more, it is said that Simu is the Wenqu Star who descended to the earth to sponsor the Emperor Xuantong to revive the prosperous era of Kangxi and Qianlong.

When Guan Shijie heard these rumors, he was not only excited, but also worried.

"They always praise you, why do you seem to be worried?" Zheng Pingru asked in confusion.

"The trees are beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy them. What we are most afraid of when we do spies is to be too swaggering."

"Everything has its own disadvantages, there must be one advantage, and you may be able to get in touch in the future; it is not known that more senior officials in the puppet Manchukuo obtain more valuable information."

"I hope so."

As if verifying what Zheng Pingru said, the business of the fur merchant suddenly became popular.

Since the end of the poetry competition, many people came here. For three consecutive days, Guan Shijie's fur merchants lined up in front of them to customize fur coats, jackets, or custom-made fur collars. Some ready-to-wear samples were also sold out.

Guan Shijie did not dare to show up in public, so he asked Zheng Pingru and Xiao Liuzi to entertain customers at the store exhibition, while he hid in the room and played with his daughter.

Guan Shijie and Zheng Pingru counted the order. Although there were still some leather boards sent by General Chen Hanzhang, they were far from meeting sales needs. According to this trend, a large number of leather boards must be purchased before they can go down.

This will take a few heavy snowfalls in winter before the sables and ferrets and other leather plates will be launched. At present, they can only purchase goods from other fur merchants. Although the profit is much less, delivery cannot be delayed.

The sky gradually became colder, and Guan Shijie wanted to go to the mountain in the snow to send some material to General Chen Hanzhang.

Now it is no problem to buy cloth. Cotton and grain can also be purchased on black market transactions, but the only difficult thing is medicine.

As far as Guan Shijie knows, the only Western medicines in this era were sulfonamide, quinine, morphine and penicillin in large quantities were only produced after 1943.

These Western medicines are not only strictly controlled in state-owned contraband in Manchuria, but are only seen by chance in large hospitals, and every purchase and application is recorded.

If you want to get these Western medicines, it will undoubtedly be more difficult than climbing to the sky.

But Guan Shijie thought that as long as he had it, he would definitely be able to get it.

On November 10, when Guan Shijie got up, he felt that he had nothing to do.

Near noon, he saw Zheng Pingru making a fire in the kitchen. The fire in the stove was very strong, and the wood was chopping firewood.

He suddenly remembered something and cold sweat suddenly emerged.

"Pingru, it's too late to find Jiang Yunying now. Please send me a message to Changsha Station first."

"Okay, let's go now."

Zheng Pingru was never vague about work. She scooped a bucket of water to extinguish the fire in the stove, and then went downstairs together.

"Xiao Liuzi, please be careful and let's go out." Zheng Pingru handed Xiao Liuzi one yuan and said and said, "You buy something for yourself."

Guan Shijie picked up Guan Yaya, and the family of three walked out of the store exhibition and got into two rickshaws.

At around 12 o'clock in the afternoon, on the Yitong River, three people were sitting on a small fishing boat, floating slowly on the water like people coming here to play.

In accordance with Guan Shijie's instigation, Zheng Pingru sent two telegrams, one to the Changsha Station of the Military Control Bureau of the Military Control Bureau and the other to the headquarters of the Chongqing Military Control Bureau.

The content of the telegram from Changsha Station is that please help find Yang Fan, deputy commander of the Second Security Regiment of the Changsha Security Command, and borrow the Changsha Station radio station to contact us.

Guan Shijie's telegram to the headquarters of the Military Affairs Bureau was asking the director to ban the scorched earth in Changsha.

After both messages were sent out in an encrypted manner, Guan Shijie felt a little more at ease.

Do your best and leave your destiny.

He knew that the end of this history still happened, but he felt that he didn't do anything and always felt guilty.

Although history is irreversible, Guan Shijie only hopes to save one person - Yang Fan.
Chapter completed!