Qin Gong's life is spent at the bottom of the flower [broken wonton sea colleagues]

In November 1937, Du Yuesheng rejected the Japanese offer and moved to Hong Kong.

At the end of the year, the "Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission of the National Government" was established, referred to as the Military Command.

In March 1938, the "Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Central Executive Committee of the Kuomintang" was established, referred to as Zhongtong.

In March 1940, with the support of Japan, Wang Jingwei established a puppet government in Nanjing. Yan Xie, Jiang Ting, Qin Chuan and others all served in the puppet government, and successively joined the military reunification or the central reunification.

They all had the blood of their compatriots and colleagues on their hands.

Sometimes Qin Chuan was tortured all night under the pale light bulb. The previous night, he was a comrade who was looking forward to a better future and discussing resistance to Japan and saving the country. Today, he was covered in cuts and blood in front of him. The maggots made him feel an unbearable sting all over his body.

However, in a daze, he saw a handsome figure in a suit standing in the corner of the wall, and he heard the calm and courageous voice in his ears: "You must step on their blood and make greater contributions. Until the wrong order is broken and everyone is equal. Therefore, it is okay to fight by fighting. It is okay to fight by fighting. It is okay to kill by killing.”

Mencius said: If there is Tao in the world, you should die for it; if there is no Tao in the world, you should die with your body.

Jiang Ting said to Yan Xie: "This journey is long, difficult and endless. Once you embark on it, it is difficult to turn back. Sometimes even resignation or retirement cannot take this road out of your life. You can wear the national flag and walk through life. After all, there are a small number of people at the end, and more people left halfway, got separated, or got lost and stepped into a side road, and could no longer fight side by side."

Qin Chuan's motivation for joining the party was actually far less noble, but before he knew it, the king's banner changed on the top of the city, but he had already gone so far.

Mr. Gong's pursuit of the righteousness of the unity of the proletariat all over the world is like a father chasing after the sun. It is a vigorous effort, but it ends abruptly in the love of his sons and daughters.

And Qin Chuan has unswervingly embarked on this correct road built with the flesh and blood of countless martyrs, fighters, and comrades.

The compatriots come from all corners of the country, and they go to the north and south of the river for a period of time.

Or riding a sweaty horse out of the Great Wall, or becoming a bone by the Wuding River, even though he died nine times, he still has no regrets.

The body is dead and the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute as the ghost and hero.

The trajectory of fate extends from all directions, forming an invisible giant net, engulfing all the people in the world.They must walk on the blood of those heroic spirits, and keep walking until they see the light.

Fighting one hundred thousand head blood, you must save the universe.

Qin Chuan made outstanding achievements one after another, and Dai Li even called him to Hong Kong to give him a special reward.When in Hong Kong, Qin Chuan hesitated for a long time, but still did not visit Du Yuesheng.

At that time, he "served" in the International Intelligence Group of the Shanghai Area of ​​​​the Military Command, and acted as a traitor according to the organization's arrangement to break into the Japanese spy agency.

He was looking for someone, but he didn't know that he was on a road that person didn't finish.

On August 1945, 8, Japan surrendered.

Qin Chuan was taken to execution as a dog official of the puppet government, and Dai Li secretly sent someone to steal his post and save his life.

What a familiar plot.

They have only been together for half a year, and they have been apart for ten years.

Qin Chuan still does not know the whereabouts of Mr. Gong, but he has gone further and further on the road that Mr. Gong walked ten years ago.

Relying on benevolence and righteousness, sacrificing one's life unswervingly, the wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly.

The real war has just begun.

In September, Du Yuesheng returned to Shanghai and revived.

On behalf of the Chongqing government, Qin Chuan persuaded Du Yuesheng to stay in Shanghai-this is what Mr. Gong once did.

During the dinner, he finally couldn't help asking about Mr. Gong's situation, but got a short handwritten letter from Mr. Gong ten years ago:

"One wish is the success of the Anti-Japanese War, the sea is clear and the rivers are clean, the second is wishing the revolution is successful, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the third is wishing the Qinling Mountains to be long and the rivers to live forever."

Probably out of concern that the rice paper was fragile and difficult to preserve, the letter was mounted with a layer of gold leaf, which had sunk to the color of the Yellow River silt.

A thin letter from home is the peace of mind.

Qin Chuan gently pinched the paper. He felt his hands shaking, so he put his hands on the table, and even the table shook.

The heart suddenly contracted irregularly, and for a few seconds he couldn't even catch his breath, as if he had glimpsed something in the dark.

Du Yuesheng looked at Qin Chuan's expression, recalled for a moment, and added: "I haven't seen him for more than nine years... At that time, I asked Boss Gong who gave this letter to, and he said that no one would mention him. He said something very interesting, and I still remember it to this day—he said, I hope you can choose your own standard of good and evil in the next life, and I hope that the next life will abduct you to bed the first day I see you."

Qin Chuan laughed loudly when he heard the words, and leaned on the railing to lean on the lamp, his voice sounded like weeping.

After the war, Shanghai was in a state of waste, and the humming huqin in the alleys sounded like gloomy temple music.Seen from a height, the scattered cooking smoke forms a meandering river, drifting towards the distant sky.

The villa had already been blown up by the Japanese air raids. The underground materials and air-raid shelters sheltered countless revolutionary comrades. All the valuable items in the house had already been exchanged for weapons and medicines and sent to the front line. Now there is only a desert.

These thousands of lights seemed to be the same as before, but Qin Chuan knew that the one he was waiting for was missing, and he didn't even know where to look for it.

It was night, Qin Chuan was very drunk, and an old friend came in his dream.

He began to dream repeatedly, dreaming of places he had never been to, dreaming that they took the train to Vladivostok to St. Petersburg, then flew across the plains and permafrost to Marseilles, traveled all over Europe, and finally lived on a small island in the Mediterranean.

When I woke up, the room was silent.

The military commander's office was as cramped as a coffin, always making Qin Chuan out of breath, but he searched and searched, and finally came to Jiangnan, a paradise in his dream.

From then on, I don't dream of idlers, only dream of the king.

All the dreams of looking at flowers in the mist are the figure of Mr. Cheng Gong, Shanhaiguan is him, Yueyang Tower is him, fishing boat singing night is him, drunk lying on the battlefield is him, 24 bridges and moonlit nights are him, an isolated city Wanren Mountain is him.

He is the only God of Dinghai in the blood-colored torrent of time, piercing deeply into Qin Chuan's heart.

The cold wind from Siberia roared in with the thrilling ice and snow, and then disappeared in Shanghai's whirlpool-like buildings.Travelers passing by saw the grandeur of this event, and they spent their entire lives chasing after the lost glory.

In 1949, the national government was defeated and retreated to Taiwan, and New China was established.

Qin Chuan stayed in Shanghai and served in the First Working Committee of the Liaison Department of the East China Bureau. He was responsible for eliminating the military commanders who stayed in the mainland to carry out assassination and sabotage activities. At the same time, he tried his best to trace back the intelligence organization activities 15 years ago.

He was single all his life, and he almost forgot to sleep and eat at work. His only entertainment was to go to Liyuan to listen to "Si Lang Visits His Mother".

He switched back to the gold-rimmed glasses.

But that pair of glasses seemed to be a little too old, the eyes were real gold, but the color had darkened over time.

[1968, the □□ period. 】

[Note: The original words of the above paragraph were marked out during the first review.However, this sentence is [-]% quoted from the content of the "□□" entry in Baidu Encyclopedia, which is also the original words in our country's history textbooks, and the author has not changed a single word.If the Jinjiang website is open and frank, then the audit should not have any objection to this sentence, unless it is disrespectful, does not face up to the historical facts of our country, and has doubts about historical events that have objectively occurred. 】

[Re-note: The half-sentence after 1968 was marked out in the second and third audits, probably because Jinjiang did not respect and face up to the historical facts of our country, and had doubts about the historical events that happened objectively, so it could not appear in our country. The original words of historical facts are therefore deleted.Jinjiang is a good platform with a correct historical attitude, which is admirable. 】

Qin Chuan's resume of working in the puppet government was dug out, and no matter how he tried to wash it, he couldn't clear it up.

The red guards wanted to drag him to the hospital, but he didn't respond; the red guards wanted to take off his glasses, but he stopped him and was beaten.

Wen Dou becomes Wu Dou.

The situation got out of control in an instant, he even knocked down several Red Guards at such an age, the Red Guards got angry immediately, swung the barbed iron hook, and scraped his back until he was visible Bones, pulling him to parade in the flesh and blood all over the floor.

The glasses fell to the ground and were run over by countless people.

The light in Qin Chuan's eyes also went out, and what shattered into the dust seemed to be the last bone supporting him to live in this world.

He walked through the bloody wind, carried the ax and added to his body, and the wind, frost, rain and snow could not be corroded, but he still lost a part of his soul.

Qin Chuan died of serious injuries not long after. He had no children to continue his bloodline, and no last words to explain his funeral.

The Red Guards ransacked the box and took away all his belongings and letters. Among them, a piece of gold leaf paper with a letter on it was quietly put away by a money-grubbing Red Guard, and it was preserved intact. .

In 1998, the school organized patriotic education. 17-year-old Qin Chuan visited the museum and stopped for a long time in front of a 1935 letter on gold foil. tenderness.

In the Chinese Currency Changes Exhibition Hall next door, a silver coin from the period of the Republic of China is reflecting the gentle light under the light.

At that time, Yue Guangping had not yet appeared in his life, but he seemed to have obtained indescribable guidance from the cultural relics on display, like a pointer that had finally returned to the most correct and only position after a swing.

Qin Chuan applied for the police academy.

In February 2014, after Wen Shao's death, the 2-year-old Qin Chuan settled down in a small border town in Shan State, and met Mr. Gong again for the first time.

Qin Chuan chose his own standard of good and evil, and Mr. Gong abducted him to bed the first day he saw him.

In February 2020, Mr. Gong took Qin Chuan to Europe for vacation.There are flying gulls flying across the sky, and the Mediterranean Sea is as clear as a sapphire, rolling with snow-white waves.

The stars are moving, and the gears in the void are always turning in perfect harmony.Time rushes by, taking everyone to an unpredictable distance.

The fragrant grass is fluffy and fluffy to Luyao, Qinchuan, eight hundred miles away, has an early spring, and the flowers and trees are beautiful and fragrant.