chaotic world

Covering his face with a hot towel, Du Yunfeng was only wearing a white shirt, a pair of military trousers, and a wide leather belt around his waist. He buried his head in the basin and scrubbed.Song Shudong, who was behind him, climbed onto the kang, flattened the bedding, and patted the pillow into a suitable nest.

While laying on the bed, he turned his head to look at Du Yunfeng, and saw that the other party was asking for it, with two long legs crossed, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously compared the height of the kang, reckoning that he was a bit taller when kneeling on the kang.

Pulling back the curtains, the corners were tucked tightly.

Du Yunfeng had already poured the footwashing water into the yard, and the little orderly saw that he wanted to do it for him, but he was useless.

Just now Song Shudong was busy fetching water into the house, and he had never seen these youngsters wink so much. It can be seen that the skill of seeing people and serving dishes has something to do with people, not age.

Walking through the hall and into the big room, he felt a little bit guilty - Song Shudong was still in his room.

He had an unpleasant fight with Song Shudong before, and he looked kind on the surface, but he was still uncomfortable in his heart

It was Shangfeng's order to transfer the army to North China, but it was Du Yunfeng who volunteered on his own initiative.

He has made outstanding achievements in suppressing bandits, and even the chairman of the committee personally awarded him a medal.

But he is not proud of it in his heart. It doesn't mean much for his own people to beat his own people. He still wants to fight with the Japanese with real guns.

The purpose of the chairman of the Whampoa is also to strengthen the spirit of our army and resist foreign invaders.

"Prepare to be the vanguard of the struggle, pave the way for blood, guide the oppressed people, and move forward hand in hand." The school song that has been sung countless times has long been familiar to the heart, and it has flowed into the blood.

His army has been tempered and tough, and only by drinking blood and eating flesh can it live up to its iron bones.

But Song Shudong, who has always been obedient, did not think so. He tried his best to prevent Du Yunfeng from switching to Pingjin, and even went to Commander Zhang under his banner in private, saying that Du Brigade was more suitable for marching into northern Shaanxi, continuing to suppress bandits, eradicating weeds, or going south to Hunan and Guangxi. For the chairman to reorganize the Guangxi family as a sword of deterrence.

"Sooner or later there will be a fierce battle in North China. Why are you running to the south?" Du Yunfeng's roar penetrated the box, and the roar of the entire train could not be covered up.

"The same is fighting." Song Shudong was not to be outdone, "Where is it not for the party and the country?"

Zhao Xiaolong and others outside the box stared at each other, only moving their eyebrows and eyes, like a pantomime.

The other guards didn't even have expressions, most of the officials were overwhelmed, and they didn't even dare to wink.

There was no movement in the box for a while, and no one dared to post it to listen.

Driving in the Taihang Mountains, there are many and long tunnels, one section is bright and the other is dark. Song Shudong's face is dark and unclear, sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.

The railroad tracks were rattling, and Song Shudong was on the train bound for Pingjin, knowing that there was no point in persisting, he lowered his head, and his voice was much softer: "I'm doing it for your own good, you are good at leading troops and fighting, but you are not a general." I am afraid that the situation is much more complicated.”

"So you just told the general on your own that I want to be transferred to Hunan and Guangxi?" Du Yunfeng was still angry. He pointed at Song Shudong's head from the air, wishing he could kill him with one finger. , he approached the other party, bowed his head slightly, with a fierce look on his brows, "Falsely passing military orders is a crime of beheading, do you know that?"

Song Shudong raised his head, his eyes were full of unspeakable worries, he was hesitant to talk, and finally condensed into grievances.

"I'm just afraid," he said hesitantly, "The situation in North China is too complicated, the factions are chaotic, where the crouching tiger hides the dragon, I'm afraid... we will suffer."

"They are dragons and tigers, so are we softies?" Du Yunfeng's anger gradually subsided, he would take the soft but not the strong, and once Song Shudong was wronged, he was put on the position of the perpetrator.

Of course, violence is fine, but violence against Song Shudong is wrong.

He sighed, as if reasoning with an ignorant child, he suppressed his dissatisfaction, tried to be kind and persuasive.

"Both the chairman and the general think highly of me, how can I make them think so highly of me?" He sat down, patted the bed next to him, and motioned for him to sit down, "Others don't know my background, but you don't? To be able to have today, I can’t be sorry to the person who mentioned me back then, a large number of people have been handed over to me, and I can’t live up to this trust even if I’m terrified.”

Song Shudong sat beside him dejectedly, noncommittal, he understood what the other party said, not only did he understand, he also understood what kind of person Du Yunfeng was.

Repaying kindness, repaying revenge.

Fierce and aggressive, until death.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Pingjin, he wasn't afraid that Du Yunfeng would meet his opponent, he was afraid that he would meet a specific opponent.

I have to admit that from being dependent on each other to having sex, he has finally broken through something, the previous hesitation has disappeared, and the rest is pure, extreme, and never-ending love.

I am afraid because I like it.

Afraid that he will be tired, afraid that he will be hurt, and afraid that he will die.

I am even more afraid that he will meet someone he shouldn't meet by chance.

I am most afraid that he will suddenly recall the past and repeat the same mistakes.

Two years ago, the news about Zhou Lan, a big traitor who changed his mind and refused to surrender to the national government, was overwhelmingly published in major newspapers. There were no photos, but only a passionate description of how this team survived the ice and snow, and the Mongolian cavalry. More than half of them arrived at Gubeikou of the Great Wall.

Song Shudong found it very ironic that a traitor who was offered a reward by the national government turned into a patriot who defended the dignity of the nation. Parents can give the child a chance if he does something wrong. Can the matter of traitorousness and glory be written off?

Things are unpredictable.

But politicians are not as clear-cut as he is. In the political world, there is only a game of interests, and there is no distinction between right and wrong. If there is, it is just a bargaining chip for interests.There are so many people who have defected to the Japanese, it is useless to kill them all. If you use Zhou Lan as a benchmark, you can send a signal to those lackeys who work for the Japanese overtly and secretly. conventional means.

Zhou Tuan, who was dying, arrived in Peiping and came back to life on the spot.

Du Yunfeng scoffed at this news at the beginning, he read the words for a while, and he only felt that the feeling of knowing characters is really good, and he doesn't need to ask someone to read to him, he can read whatever he wants, the joy of self-goodness even overwhelmed this news itself.

He didn't care about the legendary Zhou Lan, even though Song Shudong described him as obscene, vicious and bloodthirsty.

Du Yunfeng didn't care about these things, as time passed, he couldn't even remember what this person looked like.Besides, he now has a lot of soldiers and countless guns. It's good if he doesn't aim at others.

Moreover, since he has been a bandit for so many years, it is normal to have some enemies. He doesn't care if there is one and a half more of him.

But Song Shudong secretly fell ill, as if there was a huge amount of drugs hidden in Pingjin, buried in his heart.

But he couldn't stop the howling and roaring train bound for Pingjin.

When Du Yunfeng entered the room again, Song Shudong had already laid out the quilt, went down to the hall and locked the door, turned off the headlight in the hall, and lifted the curtain to enter the room. Du Yunfeng stood by the kang watching him, his mouth moved, but he didn't make a sound.

He couldn't tell.

Can't tell you go back to the adjutant's room next door.

Song Shudong glanced at him, as if he didn't see what he wanted to say, but fetched a basin of water and prepared it, dried his hands, raised his hand and flipped the switch on the light bulb, making the whole room lose the only light.

After taking off his coat, he approached Du Yunfeng without saying a word, but just put his arms around his waist and put his forehead on his back.

It doesn't matter if the other party doesn't take the initiative, he can take the initiative.

The curtains were tightly blocked by him, and he couldn't see his fingers in the room, and the other party couldn't see him, so he could speak with peace of mind: "Yunfeng, don't be angry with me, I know I was wrong."

After hesitating for a short while, his hands were covered with a pair of big hands with thin calluses, holding him warmly, and the friction brought out affection.

As long as he is willing to give in, Du Yunfeng will have nothing to do with him. This trick has been tried and tested, and he is the only one who works.

He is a special existence to Du Yunfeng.The soldier made a mistake, and Du Yunfeng punished him mercilessly. In his words, if a small mistake is not corrected, it will be a big mistake in the future, and his life may be lost on the battlefield.

The coach who loves soldiers like a child can't be cruel to Song Shudong.

He is really tall, his back is really hard, and there is no trace of fat on his waist. He is a man of strong bones. in his arms.

Du Yunfeng kept his promise, there was no one else on the bed except him, and he was in his prime, as long as Song Shudong softened and teased him a little, he would have nowhere to go and could only fall into the trap of himself.

And Song Shudong is a studious person, he regards Du Yunfeng as a book of knowledge to study and study.

The other party is a cold book, and he needs to use his nimble fingers to open it.

He hugged the other party and loosened his belt, and leaned down, holding a full grasp in his hand, he felt that he was going to die of emptiness.

After a while, he got his wish. Du Yunfeng was breathing unsteadily, grabbed his hands that moved up and down, turned around and hugged him, Du Yunfeng's kiss was intoxicating with alcohol, Song Shudong took the initiative to get drunk, his hands and feet were limp, and he turned his back to the sky fell down.

A long time ago, he tried his best to resist this kind of relationship. When Du Yunfeng pushed him on the table, he kept crying, wishing he could die on the spot. Later, in order to haunt this person, he stripped himself naked and sent him out.

But on such a dark night, he still wanted to cry, and still wanted to die on the spot, because his soul was out of his body, his body was burning, and he couldn't see anything, only his senses were keenly experiencing the ultimate happiness.

He couldn't remember when it started, the pain was no longer obvious, but he felt that he was in chaos, and he needed a sharp blade to split the chaos and take him to the sky, and Du Yunfeng was a weapon like steel, hitting him, penetrating him, Grind him.

He cried and called Yunfeng in succession, the other party blocked his mouth with kisses, but the attack never weakened, those whimpers could not make the other party feel pity, but could only make the other party more ferocious and thorough.In the crazy turbulence, he was always fixed on the edge of the kang, his legs wrapped around the opponent's waist, and he tried his best to let the opponent enter him.

He almost passed out from the impact, but it was still not deep enough to penetrate into the body, but also to penetrate into the heart.

Go into my heart and show you how much I love you.

When he woke up feeling sore all over, it was already the morning of the next day, Du Yunfeng had already gone out, and the fried dough sticks and soybean milk were already cold on the kang table.

Song Shudong crawled out of the bed naked, feeling slightly unwell, but not very uncomfortable. When he touched it with his hands, it was very clean. Du Yunfeng must have scrubbed him at night.

He was naked in a daze, then suddenly smiled, Du Yunfeng must have been holding back hard, last night was a lot of fun.

Well, he only had fun with him, he was his.

Shouting to the attendant while putting on his clothes, Zhao Xiaohu ran in, seeing his disheveled appearance, he looked away, fixed his eyes on the corner and asked, "Adjutant Song?"

"Go and warm up the soy milk." Song Shudong buttoned up his shirt and ordered, "What's for lunch?"

"The cooking class bought fennel today. We are from the north, and we like buns stuffed with fennel and pork." Zhao Xiaohu took a peek at Song Shudong, who was already fully dressed. He said, "Adjutant Song, can you eat meat buns today? Shall I ask the cooking team to cook porridge for you?"

Song Shudong turned around and said softly, "You're really thoughtful, so thank you for your hard work. I want to eat sweet potato porridge, boil it down a bit."

With his lifeless appearance, Zhao Xiaolong immediately ran out of battery. This group of little soldiers are most afraid of the verbal battle between you and me, but the other party does not accept the attack, so he can't slap him, and he can't do anything. , only commands can be executed.

"Okay, then I'm going to the cooking class." Zhao Xiaolong walked out with downcast eyebrows.Before taking two steps, Song Shudong shouted: "Come back!"

Song Shudong reminded him with a good temper: "Heat the soy milk for me first."

"Got it!" Zhao Xiaolong took the soy milk and ran out without looking back.

Song Shudong brushed his teeth and washed his face at ease, and even put hair tonic on his hair. The young and handsome man in the mirror, with parted black hair, looked like a well-behaved young master in Du Yunfeng's words.

He is not a young master, he is an officer, an officer with a civilian job in his hands, who has information on the wealth and property of the number one officer in the brigade and all personnel.

His sense of presence is very low, and many people think that he is serving others with color and entangled the traveler.Haha, he secretly laughed in his heart, thinking that the passenger seat can be entangled by anyone?Do you think that with a good-looking skin, you can be accepted by taking off your seat?

A bunch of smug guys.

He doesn't care about this brigade, he is not a brigade who loves soldiers like a son, he only loves brigade, and through this love, he has everything about brigade.

Love always has a price to pay. He doesn't compete with the brigade, he doesn't compete with the regimental commanders for military merit, and he doesn't even quarrel with the soldiers.

He doesn't fight, and the traveler knows that he doesn't fight.

So Lu Zuo will make up for him, try to make up for him as much as possible.

Humanity Traveler is high-spirited and invincible, but he is the only one who is familiar with Du Yunfeng's weakness that he loves him and feels guilty about him.

After lunch, he took a military jeep to the center of Peiping.

He was Du Yunfeng's adjutant, so he was supposed to stay around, but in order to let him sleep more, Du Yunfeng walked lightly in the morning, his mouth hurt from the hot soybean milk, and he didn't make any movement.

Right now Zhongnanhai is outside Rentang, Du Yunfeng has been waiting for him for a long time.He arrived in Beiping yesterday, and he had to straighten out the team's regulation and equipment as soon as possible. It made sense that he had to come out to pay a visit to Shangfeng today, otherwise it would be too rude.

While he was waiting, Song Shudong came quietly. Du Yunfeng sat on the hard wooden bench with his head held high. Looking sideways, he saw the confidential secretary of Director Xingyuan's office leading Song Shudong through the spacious corridor to him. come.

"Brigade Commander Du, this lieutenant colonel surnamed Song is looking for you." The secretary was a young man with a slick personality. It sounded like a report, but he was actually asking Du Yunfeng if he was familiar with the person coming.

Du Yunfeng sat steadily, nodded politely: "It's my adjutant, please excuse me."

The young officer smiled, returned a gesture of invitation, and said unhurriedly to Du Yunfeng: "Just wait a little longer, Commander Song's meeting today will be extended, and the expected meeting time will be postponed."

Song Shudong had already walked around to Du Yunfeng's side. Du Yunfeng was sitting while he was standing. Although the confidential secretary was not high-ranking, he was someone close to Commander Song. Du Yunfeng, the chief officer, could rank according to his seniority.

So when the other party is standing, he has to accompany him politely.

Looking down, he saw Du Yunfeng's resolute and tough cheeks under the brim of his military hat. He probably shaved too hastily in the morning, leaving a small inconspicuous wound on his blue chin.

Du Yunfeng deliberately changed into a formal dress today. Except for not wearing a ribbon, everything was dressed in accordance with the etiquette for meeting the highest official.

The person they want to meet today is not ordinary. Commander Song is not only the leader of the 29th Army, but also the director of Beiping, the chairman of the Jicha Political Affairs Committee, the representative of the highest executive of the National Government in Beiping, and responsible for the four provinces and three special cities in North China. All the important tasks of the party, government and army can be called the number one military and political official in Pingjin.

Of course, Du Yunfeng is not as simple as a brigade commander. There are many troops stationed in the four provinces and three cities in North China, and there are so many brigade commanders. Not everyone is qualified to pay a visit to Army Commander Song.

The Du brigade is a special existence, with excellent records, good military quality, and excellent equipment-this is only an external reason. When it comes to the root, it is because this is the Central Army, and it is the direct descendant of Chairman Jiang. No matter how good the 29th Army is, no matter how good the [-]th Army is, it is no better than the chairman's "own man".

Therefore, when Brigadier Du came to meet with Commander Song, it was by no means leapfrogged or high-ranking, but that the two had reached an unspoken balance in some invisible relationship.

So when Du Yunfeng casually asked if there were any unexpected arrangements for the meeting, the young confidential secretary revealed the content of the military meeting after a short hesitation.

"Isn't it the regimental leader Zhou who is not easy to mess with?" He said, "If you don't station in Baoding well, do some drills, pass through several county towns in the name of military service, and just scrape the villagers, causing public resentment It was boiling, and when passing through An County, they opened fire with Commander Li Airen's garrison, so Commander Li is complaining inside!"

Du Yunfeng asked calmly: "Which regiment is so disorganized and undisciplined? The teacher can't handle it?"

Song Shudong's expression changed when he was not sure about the prophet.

The confidential secretary swallowed her saliva, pressed her hand, and said, "Who else can there be?" Then said: "Who else can there be, that is Zhou Lan's independent group. The bandit group, if it wasn't because of him It was thrown here, so many eyes are watching, it’s inconvenient to move him, I’ve already dealt with them.”

Du Yunfeng narrowed his eyes, thinking about the familiar name: "Zhou Lan? That traitor?"

Song Shudong stared at him condescendingly, for fear of missing any expression on his face.

"It's not easy to say that," the confidential secretary made a prohibitive gesture, lowered his voice a little, and leaned towards Du Yunfeng, "It is said that he is a bandit, but he can't be called a traitor now. Isn’t it a slap in the face? Brigadier Du, don’t you think so?”

Song Shudong couldn't take his eyes off, he ran his fingers through the seam of his trousers, and rubbed them back and forth.

Du Yunfeng didn't notice Song Shudong's nervousness, he just smiled and said lightly: "I'm used to dogs I don't know well."

At this moment, the doors of the two conference rooms opened, and two guards held the door handles of the brass railings and pulled them open forcefully, followed by divisional officers.

"Oh, Yunfeng," said Zhao Lianyu, the commander of the 29th Division of the 127th Army. He is an authentic native of Shandong, but he is from the Northwest Army. He just met yesterday afternoon at the reception banquet. Naturally, he is no stranger. He fucked Lu Jin's mixed accent said: "Come to pay a visit to Commander Song, the boy is sensible and has a bright future."

Zhao Lianyu is very straightforward, just approaching [-] years old, a little bit of clinging to the old to get close to Du Yunfeng.

"Brother Lu Nan," Du Yunfeng covered up his rough nature, and called the other party by his name in a serious manner, which is a title that is both close and distanced, "Little brother is new here, how can you not understand etiquette, it is too late to come now. "

Many of the high-ranking generals who came out later were Du Yunfeng's new acquaintances yesterday. After a drink, they all called brothers and sisters. Du Yunfeng couldn't even remember the names of a few of them, but it didn't affect the excitement of everyone clapping their shoulders and backs. .

The confidential secretary took the opportunity to slip away and entered the meeting room. Seeing that Commander Song was being entangled by Commander Xia of the 54th Division, he decided to make a clever move to get out of the siege, so he turned around and went back to the corridor to invite Brigadier Du.

The meeting room is very large and solemn, with a polished mahogany floor and a conference table covered with dark green velvet cloth. Du Yunfeng looked towards the direction of the chairman when he entered the door. Two flags of the Qingtian Baisun party were displayed, and the Song Army Commander, who had never met before, sat there. The portrait of the founding father between the two party flags on the wall is somewhat connected.

However, the kind Army Commander Song waved his hands impatiently at this moment, and said, "Don't talk about it, he has difficulties, who has no difficulties? He thinks this is a place outside the customs where he is domineering, and if he doesn't, just grab it?"

"Army seat," Master Xia bent over, and rushed forward as if he couldn't go away. He didn't mean to say goodbye at all, "He was recommended by Captain Tang. Do you remember that old Tang? To cover him , Even lost his life, he will definitely not misunderstand the person, Zhou Tuan has something to hide, don't get angry, I will settle this matter, if you give an order, there is no room for maneuver."

At this time, the confidential secretary trotted over and reported in a loud voice deliberately: "Report to the military seat, the new 22nd Division Mixed Brigade Du Yunfeng, Brigadier Du, is here."

The leather shoes were on the wooden floor, and the rhythm was neither too fast nor too slow. Du Yunfeng led Song Shudong up to General Song. He lightly knocked on the heels of the leather shoes and raised his hand to salute the standard military salute. After half a step, Song Shudong followed closely and made a uniform posture .

"Hello, General!" Du Yunfeng said.

Come early, it’s better to come by coincidence. When General Song encountered a good opportunity, he immediately decided to seize it, stood up and shook hands with the colonel for the first time: "Du Yunfeng, right? He has a good name and a good person. Oh, what a spirited young man, this tall man , a good-looking talent, Qingcheng, don’t you think so?”

"What the military seat is talking about," Xia Qingcheng knew that the topic couldn't go on, and he couldn't continue to torture the commander in front of outsiders, so he catered to him: "The military seat loves talent the most, and Brigadier Du is young. It is the pride of our army to hear about it.”

"The general and this division commander are overwhelmed." Du Yunfeng stretched out his hands with a smile, and took the initiative to hold General Song's hand. "In front of the general, how dare you be overestimated? The general's majestic appearance and outstanding achievements have long been a well-known story in Huangpu. You can be called a big man and a hero!"

"Hahaha", General Song laughed heartily, and said to his subordinates: "Qingcheng, do you hear that I am old and old, and there are still young people who still praise me for being handsome!"

"Military seat," Xia Qingcheng said with a smile, "You are far away from Lao Ke."

"Okay, okay, according to you, I am at least 20 years younger!" Commander Song shook his head. He was over 50 years old, and he had a few jokes with the young people, and put aside a lot of the irritability of the meeting just now , Returning to his seat, his expression sank, and he said to Xia Qingcheng, "You go back first, I will suppress the military order to demote first, but if you can't deal with this lunatic, I have to do it myself."

Xia Qingcheng didn't expect that Du Yunfeng's arrival would harmonize the atmosphere and give him an unexpected harvest. He couldn't help but brows happily and saluted: "Thank you, Junzuo, I will resign from my humble position!"

He and Du Yunfeng nodded to each other, and strode out.

Old General Song didn't bring any entourage, and Du Yunfeng couldn't show himself too much, so he ordered Song Shudong to go out and wait.

Song Shudong took the order, and before he walked out of the conference room, he heard Du Yunfeng say: "I know a thing or two about Zhou Tuan's affairs. If the general is inconvenient, as a foreigner who has just entered Beiping, I can relieve the general's worries..."

Song Shudong shuddered, tried his best to keep his mind and closed the door of the meeting room, he subconsciously felt that it was going to be bad.

The author has something to say:

I went through this piece of catching bugs again, I was so sleepy, I went to bed, and I will write again at five o'clock tomorrow morning.