Fengxian Jiangshan

Moreover, these students rushed over and attracted a lot of spectators, all at once for one or two hundred people. Seeing this situation, Zhang Tinglan hurriedly asked the head of the guard, Shen Hua, to separate the crowd. He came to the middle, and the students present I don't know Zhang Tinglan, but looking at his military uniform and his demeanor, he is a responsible officer.

Therefore, several students begged Zhang Tinglan, "Sir, we all want to join the army and serve our country, so please accept us. We must perform well and never embarrass Fengjun."

Zhang Tinglan smiled and glanced at these students. Some of them were a little older, but many of them were about fourteen or fifteen years old, or even younger. It is a good thing that they are willing to join the army. There is a shortage of educated students in the army. Youth, but you can't ignore everything.Take them all.

So Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Students, can you tell me why you want to join the Fengjun?"

"Sir, we are students of Guangyi Middle School. When Fengjun was fighting the Russian devils, more than a dozen of our classmates were trapped in the school. The fire spread, and our classmates were about to die. It was Fengjun soldiers who rescued us." Just now, the students went to see our savior. He is still in a coma. His body was severely burned. The students were very moved. We also want to join the Fengjun and be a soldier for the country and the people. True warrior, you must promise us, sir!"

Zhang Tinglan had heard Sun Anhu mention this matter a long time ago.We are also planning to use this incident as a model for reporting and publicity.Now students are volunteering to join the army.It seems that Fengjun's image has at least penetrated into the hearts of Harbin people, which is definitely a good start.

"Students, I fully understand your desire to join the army and serve the country. In addition, our military camp also needs young people with knowledge and culture. You are willing to take the initiative to join the army. It shows that you are passionate young people with ideals, blood, and more Responsibility. From you, I see the hope of our country, as long as young people continue to thrive, China will become stronger sooner or later!"

These young people were all new to the world, and when they heard Zhang Tinglan's praise, their faces flushed unconsciously, and excitement flashed in their eyes.

"However, the army also has military rules. We also have standards for recruiting soldiers. The minimum age is 16 years old, and they must be in good health without any defects. I think some students here have not yet reached this age. The army is not a place for children's play, for sure. I can’t accept you, everyone can wait until they are old enough to join the army.”

After Zhang Tinglan finished speaking, many younger students present looked disappointed, while those who had reached the standard were smiling.

"Students, I also want to make it clear to everyone that if you want to serve the country, the army is a very good place to go, but it is not the only place to go. The prosperity of the country requires talents from all aspects. When you make a choice, you must also be careful. Think clearly about your hobbies and strengths. If you are good at science and engineering, you must work hard to be a technical talent, design better weapons, and manufacture more sophisticated machines. Every improvement in arms and weapons will reduce thousands of soldiers. The same is true for death and injury, and the same is true for studying medicine. Of course, everyone can also learn to invest in business, operate with integrity, pay taxes according to regulations, increase government revenue, and make our country more developed. Do you think it is right?"

In fact, Zhang Tinglan knew very well that most of these students were impulsive and did not make a final decision, so she asked everyone to think more about it, and some students also fell into deep thought.

At this time, suddenly a middle-aged man in a long gown stumbled in and walked up to the students, with a sharp voice, pointed at the student in charge, and said loudly: "Wang Yuezhong, do you know that you don't know who you are again?" What are you doing, you are leading your classmates to the point of no return, to act as cannon fodder, you usually have good grades and a bright future, how can you go on the wrong path!"

As soon as this person opened his mouth, not only the students and common people present, but even Zhang Tinglan frowned, saying in public that these students were going to serve as cannon fodder. Isn't this the same as scolding the monk in front of the bald man? It's simply too much.

"Mr. Zhu, we are serving the country by serving the army, not as cannon fodder, and if we don't know how to defend our country, the country will be ruined. By then, what future do we have!"

"Ignorant, confused, you are in school, you should know that it is not so easy to save this country, and you should not be used by others. Take the Middle East Road as an example. This is a railway built by the Russians. They invested capital, and the Chinese didn't pay anything, but now they want to take it for themselves. What a shameful thing. If you want to grab what is in the hands of the big powers, you are hitting a stone with an egg, and you will be finished sooner or later!"

This teacher Zhu looked very sad, and wanted to continue talking, when someone in the crowd stood up and said sharply: "If you say this, you are still Chinese, do you have a conscience, and do you know how to be a human being?" The bottom line, the students want to kill the enemy and serve the country, you say they are confused, do they want to bow their knees and surrender to the enemy, can't they be a Qin Hui?"

The person who came forward to speak was in his thirties, with a bookish air and gold-rimmed glasses, but he didn't have the slightest politeness when he spoke, instead he spoke harshly, directly accusing Mr. Zhu of being a traitor.

When Teacher Zhu heard his words, he also widened his eyes: "Here is a friend. I see that you are also a scholar. Now the word rationality is the most important thing. This patriotism must be rational. Traitors may not necessarily harm the country. Those so-called heroes It may not harm the common people, Feng Jun snatches the Middle East Road without reason, it will only plant the root of disaster, and in the future when the Russian army comes, and the soldiers from the three eastern provinces will cause disaster, then it will be too late for us to regret it!"

"What do you mean by innocently robbing the Middle East Road? This is simply unreasonable. Although the Middle East Road was well built by Russia, how many corpses of Chinese workers were buried under this railway, and how much Chinese wealth was robbed? The resources plundered on the Middle East Road are enough to build ten such railways, and over the years, how many innocent people have been persecuted by the Russians. It is justifiable to take back the railways now. Why are you so anxious to speak to the Russians now? I wonder what An De is thinking?"

"How can he be so peaceful? The surname Zhu has been studying in a Russian missionary school since he was a child. The Russian is his own father. Now that so many fathers have died, can he stop crying in a hurry, or else I will feel sorry for him. Your identity!" At this time, the people who knew the details of Mr. Zhu had already begun to expose his stink!

"Hmph, it's a dignified thing for me to study and learn. You people are the ones who were bought by those warlord governments and willingly acted like dogs and lackeys. Sooner or later, you will regret it."

"Hawk and dog? This is the first time someone has accused me of this crime!" The middle-aged man said with a sneer, "My name is Shao Piaoping. I am afraid that no one can bribe me if the articles scolding Yuan Shikai can pile up into mountains." .”

Zhang Tinglan has been watching from the sidelines. The person who stood up later was the reporter who asked Zhang Tinglan questions at the press conference. Shao Piaoping is also one of the most famous reporters in the history of the Republic of China. He was famous for exposing the evil deeds of the Beiyang government Later, he offended Zhang Zuolin and was shot to death by Lao Zhang.

It's just a trick of good fortune. I didn't expect him to stand up and speak to Feng Jun now. It's so interesting.As soon as he signed up, Teacher Zhu was completely speechless. He had a bigger brand and cursed more fiercely. The difference between the two was like a Tibetan mastiff and a Pekingese. Teacher Zhu quickly ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Mr. Shao, I've heard of you for a long time."

"It's a feat for Superintendent Zhang to recover the Middle East Road. Among the young people in Huaxia, you are the one I really admire. Piaoping has been rude in the past, please forgive me!"

"Mr. Shao, we don't seem to have dealt with each other before?"

"Director Zhang, a year ago, you wrote an article in commemoration of Yuan Shikai. I overestimated my strength and wrote an article to refute it. The words were harsh and sharp, and you thought you had a plan. Looking at it now, Supervisor Zhang is trying his best to regain the Middle East. Lu is really a hero of the times, as for the evaluation of Yuan Gong, it is nothing more than a different stand, Piao Ping really shouldn't add bad words."

When Zhang Tinglan heard that Shao Piaoping was so frank, she also nodded: "Don't mention the past, what is Mr. Shao's plan for coming to Harbin this time?"

"Naturally, I am planning to interview the whole story of the Middle East Road, so that the compatriots all over the country can know the feat of Fengjun's recovery of the right of way. For many years, China has not had such a high-spirited thing. I can foresee the supervision. I just want to interview you, no Do you know if you can show your face?"

"Mr. Shao, the ownership of the Middle East Road has not been determined in the end. It is a little too early for you to say that it will be taken back. It is easy to cause misunderstandings. In addition, if Mr. Shao is interested, we might as well visit the wounded soldiers together. I think there is more to them. Great news value."

Chapter 3 Thirteen Who is to blame

Zhang Tinglan and Shao Piaoping had just walked to the entrance of the hospital when they saw two soldiers running out quickly carrying a dead body. Their eyes were filled with tears, and another soldier died.During this battle, Fengjun suffered more than 2000 lightly and severely wounded. This number has far exceeded the medical limit of Fengjun, and even exceeded the capacity of Harbin. Almost all hospitals are full of wounded.

But this is far from enough to meet the needs, so only the critically wounded can be admitted to the hospital, and all the lightly wounded are treated in the barracks. For those with serious injuries, we can only bear the pain to let them suffer less pain and leave this world as soon as possible.

Speaking of being able to achieve this step, it is also related to Zhang Tinglan's vigorous promotion of medical construction, otherwise more wounded will die. Sadness is hidden in their hearts, they must use the fastest speed to save as many lives as possible, and they can't care about anything else.

After Shao Piaoping saw the soldier who was carried out, she took a few steps, and gently lifted the white cloth, only to see a pale and young face, which seemed to be no more than 20 years old. This soldier looked very handsome, and looked Like being a big boy next door.

His face was very peaceful, without any expression of pain, but in his eyes, it made people feel heartbroken. Shao Piaoping only felt extremely depressed, and even felt a little suffocated.

"Sir, he is a good soldier! During the battle, he killed at least five Russians, and was the first to rush into the governor's mansion. After being injured, he survived for six or seven days. Although he didn't survive in the end, but It's also good!"

The soldiers on the side spoke softly.For fear of alarming his dead brother, Shao Piaoping's shock at this time was unspeakable. He couldn't bear to look at that young face anymore, and silent tears rolled out of his eyes.

As a well-read literati, Shao Piaoping's understanding of war has not surpassed the scope of novels. This is the first time he saw such a scene, and he really felt the passing of life.

To regain national sovereignty, it depends on these soldiers throwing their heads and blood, and on the silent dedication of countless people, no matter how magnificent the article is.No matter how majestic the slogan is, it can't compare to the silence in front of you.

Only now did Shao Piaoping understand why Zhang Tinglan wanted to let herself see these ordinary soldiers and civilians. They were indeed much greater than those who seemed superior.

The entire hospital was filled with wounded people from inside to outside, even the aisle above.The patient on a hospital bed at the door was about to leave, and the nurse at the side kept explaining how to change the dressing.There are also various caveats.

The wounded man looked about 50 to [-] years old.His back was a little hunched, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, one sleeve was already empty, and the other hand was still holding medicine.

Shao Piaoping walked up to him quickly, and asked in a low voice; "Brother, what are you doing? Why did you get hurt, can you tell me?"

The wounded was still a little timid, but Shao Piaoping didn't seem to be malicious at all, and there were several officers behind him.He also relaxed a lot.

"I'm a worker at the Harbin General Factory. During the war, I helped carry a stretcher with my fellow workers. A shell exploded beside me, and this arm disappeared. I thought I was going to die at the time, no? Thinking of being sent to such a good hospital. I told them to leave all the beds for the soldiers, and I didn’t do anything to occupy the space, so I feel very sorry!”

"Brother, in order to deal with the Russians, you have lost an arm, how can you not be qualified!"

"It's not the same, it's not the same, you superiors don't know how the Russians bully people. They hang our workers on the pillars and beat them to death. How many people were bullied to death by them. Now the soldiers are capable Business, to deal with these big noses, we should do what we should do, even if we throw our lives out. It is not easy for those who are soldiers. They have to fight the Russians at a young age. I have seen it with my own eyes. I saw that when a soldier was fighting with a bayonet, his intestines were cut out, and he was still rolling with the Russians. I lost an arm, it’s nothing, it’s nothing.”

"Brother, then you said that we have suffered such a big loss, is it worth fighting the Russians? Isn't peace good?"

"It's worth it! It's not worth it!" When he said this, the wounded man unconsciously puffed up his chest, and said loudly: "We don't know anything else, but we also know that the Russians are relying on our land. If we don’t drive them away, our children and grandchildren will all be slaves and be bullied by the people of the country, kneel down and be slaves to them, just for this, no matter how many people die, I think it’s worth it!”

Listening to this little old man's words, Shao Piaoping was very emotional. Looking at the worker in front of him, and thinking about that teacher Zhu just now, it made him understand the truth of killing more dogs with righteousness.How many literati read more, but have less conscience. It is obvious that their words are preposterous and confusing black and white, but they can still speak plausibly. Thinking about the faces of these people, it even makes people sick.

Shao Piaoping took out more than a dozen dollars from his pocket, and stuffed them all into the worker's hands, "Brother, take this money, buy some meat, and take good care of yourself!"

"Hurry up and take it back. The lives of the poor are cheap, but the body is strong. The people from the factory came to tell me two days ago that the wages have been raised, and they even arranged for me to work as a janitor. I am not tired and earn money. It’s a lot more than before, and I can support myself, but I really can’t take this money.”

After the old worker finished speaking, he left the hospital tremblingly. Looking at his back, Shao Piaoping suddenly had mixed feelings.

"Director Zhang, many of our literati say that the wisdom of the people is not open, and that we must educate the people and promote new ideas, but until today, I discovered that we are the people who need to be educated. The lower the people, the more they know right from wrong. Right or wrong. Shao used to be proud of criticizing the current situation and thought highly of himself, but looking at it now, I am useless!"

"Sir, there is no need to be like this. A literati also has the value of a literati. As long as your conscience is right, you are worthy of respect!"

"It's just that there are too few literati with a conscience!" Shao Piaoping said: "After I heard about the recovery of the Middle East Road this time, I immediately went north, but many literati were talking about it, and most of them were accusing Fengtian of overreaching. To provoke the big powers is to hit a stone with an egg and seek death, which is not much different from what Teacher Zhu said."

Zhang Tinglan knew about this kind of thing a long time ago, and he sneered: "Mr. Shao, have you noticed that there is a phenomenon of schizophrenia in the literati nowadays, and they will be scolded as traitors. The government is tough, and they say they want to kill themselves; I praise the civilization of the West every day, but I turn a blind eye to the rampant and plundering of Westerners on our land; the government exploits the people when it does something, and doesn’t care about the people if it doesn’t do anything. Anyway, the reason is theirs.”