In the following days, Zhuang Jihua and Liu Dengtian, the three generals, spent time in Chengdu, watching the places of interest in Chengdu, appreciating the desolation and loneliness of Du Fu's thatched cottage, and admiring the generosity and melancholy of Wuhou Temple; The grass hall is deserted, Wuhou Sensen, history has left a grand mark here, so that future generations can hang on it.

Zhuang Jihua found a strange phenomenon during the tour, although the three upper levels were tense, the lower regiment commanders and battalion commanders were very harmonious, and there was no estrangement at all. For example, when I went to Qingcheng Mountain in Guan County, Guan County was the defense area of the 28th Army, and no one above the brigade commander of the 24th Army went, but the regiment commanders and battalion commanders below went, and there were also people who ate and drank well.

"This is the characteristic of the Sichuan army, these people are either fellow villagers or classmates, and they are all these people who fight back and forth." Zeng Guangqing saw that Zhuang Jihua was thoughtful, so he explained to him.

Qingcheng is secluded in the world, the mountains are stacked and green, the rippling clear springs, the Taoist temple is built according to the mountain, the natural decoration is not artificial carving, along the steps and up, the group is cool and wrapped, not to mention the quiet Taoist temple.

The division and brigade commanders did not come, and those regiment commanders and battalion commanders were naturally not qualified to stay by Zhuang Jihua's side, and Liu Wenhui did not send someone to come, he sent his secretary general to accompany him, but Deng Xihou's secretary was also there, so the secretary and the secretary naturally walked together.

"This asks the quiosk, is it the celebrity who asks for directions?" Zhuang Jihua looked at the emerald green and red tiles that appeared from time to time in the clouds and mist under the dolomites and asked.

"Hehe, Cultural Revolution, you're making a joke," Zeng Kuoqing said with a smile: "This Taoist Pavilion is not for asking for directions, it is a place for the emperor to ask for questions." ”

"The Emperor?" Zhuang Jihua asked curiously.

"It's not that emperor," Deng Xihou wiped the sweat from his forehead and said happily, "It's the Yellow Emperor of Xuanyuan." ”

Zhuang Jihua shrugged his shoulders without shame, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's ugly, it's ugly, when I was in Huangpu, the principal asked me to tutor more traditional Chinese culture, and I should have listened to his old man's words and studied Chinese traditional culture seriously." ”

"Hehe, if you are not from Sichuan, you don't know this legend, in fact, even if you are from Sichuan, not from Chengdu, you don't know." Deng Xihou said.

At this time, the Taoist priest in the temple brought tea, and Deng Xihou said enthusiastically: "Cultural Revolution, taste this Qingcheng tea, it is no worse than Longjing." ”

Zhuang Jihua picked up the teacup, followed the example of Deng Xihou, and used the lid of the cup to light the Buddha tea, and then put the lid of the cup aside.

"Good tea," Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but praise: "This is really like tea, Longjing exudes a prosperity and luxury of Suzhou and Hangzhou, this Qingcheng tea is like Qingcheng Mountain, and it is a coolness." ”

"In this chaotic world, it's not easy to have such a quiet place," Deng Xihou also looked at the clouds and mist in the mountains with appreciation: "Every year in midsummer, many people go up the mountain to escape the heat. ”

Zhuang Jihua said lightly: "To be honest, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, it is indeed a good place, even if I don't escape the summer, I am willing to stay here for the rest of my life." ”

"Why can you see through the red dust at such a young age, this shouldn't be, brother, now is the time for young people like you to make great achievements." Deng Xihou didn't know whether he was complimenting or regretting: "It's not like us, it's already old and about to be eliminated." ”

"Alas, what General Deng said at this time," Zhuang Jihua pointed to the clouds and mist in the mountains and said: "Look at this clouds and mist, walking leisurely among the mountains, so you are not at ease, on the contrary, the peak, don't look at it is tall and majestic, lacking to endure the intrusion of rain, fog, thunder and lightning. ”

"Although the mist is beautiful, as soon as the sun comes, the fog will disperse and the clouds will disappear, and the clouds will pass." Deng Xihou said solemnly.

"Well," Zhuang Jihua nodded: "Yes, fame through the ages, passing by in an instant, maybe another sentence is more appropriate, what is the fight on the snail horn, what is there to fight for on the snail horn." ”

"Maybe it's just that little bit of scenery that I'm fighting for." Deng Xihou was silent for a long time before answering.

"But how long can that little bit last?" After Zhuang Jihua finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, the sweat had already soaked his military uniform, but the scenery buckle still didn't move.

Deng Xihou was silent, but Zhuang Jihua said: "There are many beautiful peaks in Sichuan, but only Qingcheng and Emei, which are the best mountains, and no matter how beautiful and beautiful the other peaks are, it is difficult to see them." ”

Deng Xihou nodded with a smile: "Yes, but the scenery is different, Emei is handsome, Qingcheng is elegant, but the snow-capped mountains are mysterious, and there are differences between mountains." ”

"Well, General Deng is right," Zhuang Jihua also nodded, but he was secretly scolding the old fox in his heart: "However, whether it is Emei or Qingcheng, or Snow Mountain, it is not as broad and thick as Mount Tai." I don't think it's because Mount Tai is the highest mountain in the world, but because Mount Tai is the thickest mountain in history, and others can't compete with him. ”

Deng Xihou looked at Zhuang Jihua and pondered: "No matter how thick he is, he is far away in Shandong, but in Sichuan, there are two peaks competing for each other." ”

"Then who is General Deng more optimistic about?" Zhuang Jihua asked with a smile.

This time the peak was abrupt, Deng Xihou was a little caught off guard, he secretly screamed in his heart, and after thinking about it, he said tentatively: "I don't know who the Cultural Revolution is more optimistic about?" ”

Slippery and slippery, worthy of the name of a crystal monkey, Zhuang Jihua smiled: "I am a foreigner, and the mountains of Sichuan are just for me to appreciate." ”

Deng Xihou also smiled: "I don't know the true face of Lushan, just because we are in this mountain, we are fans of the authorities, and it is difficult to distinguish." ”

Zhuang Jihua was slightly stunned, this monkey is indeed difficult to deal with, and suddenly he remembered the earthquake in his previous life, so he had an idea: "If an earthquake destroys these two mountains, what do you say will happen?" ”

Deng Xihou's eyes suddenly opened, the two mountains were destroyed, he already understood what the two mountains meant, but how to destroy these two mountains, who will destroy them, Chiang Kai-shek? No, Chiang Kai-shek didn't have the strength to send so many troops into Sichuan now.

"It must be a big earthquake, and the mountains of Sichuan will probably be destroyed." Deng Xihou shook his head and said.

"That's a lot to worry about," Zhuang Jihua was happy, and the old fox finally showed his tail: "There has never been such a big earthquake in this world, and the tranquility of Qingcheng and the beauty of Emei have destroyed the sky, so that other peaks also have a chance." ”

"Oh!" Deng Xihou looked at Zhuang Jihua and Zeng Guangqing thoughtfully, the latter was beginning to understand a little bit of what this dumb riddle meant, Deng Xihou pondered for a long time and said: "There is an old saying in Sichuan, if the meat is rotten in the pot, who doesn't want to serve the pot." ”

"How come," Zhuang Jihua smiled: "Serve the pot, who has such great ability, maybe ten or twenty years later, but definitely not now." ”

Deng Xihou didn't speak, and looked at Zhuang Jihua without blinking.

"Open the skylight and say something bright," Zhuang Jihua finally drove to be patient, this crystal monkey is too slippery, he wants to weaken Er Liu, but he also doesn't want the central government to interfere in Sichuan, and he also wants to not only take risks: "I know very well the mountains of Sichuan, Er Liu Zhengfeng, no matter who wins, will form an overwhelming advantage over others." It doesn't matter to me, but it's important to you, because your scenery will never be seen again. ”

"Then won't the chairman meddle in Sichuan?" Deng Xihou stopped playing dumb riddles at this time.

"In the long run, the central government will definitely intervene in Sichuan, think about it, in the history of China, which political axe has the power to allow reading power to exist outside the central government?" Zhuang Jihua said solemnly: "However, from the current point of view, at least ten years, the central government does not have the strength to intervene in Sichuan on a large scale. ”

"That's why you're here." Deng Xihou said sharply.

"I came as a formality, but my task is to coordinate the forces of all parties within Sichuan and maintain the balance of the situation in Sichuan." Zhuang Jihua seemed very calm, and the current situation was that he had to convince Deng Xihou that he could only get the most benefit by cooperating with him.

The mountain breeze blew gently, the clouds under the Dolomites slowly rolled up, soft voices came from the woods, and several secretaries in the distance were also chatting happily.

"When two tigers fight, one will be injured, but if both tigers are injured, wouldn't it be better?" Zhuang Jihua squinted his eyes and enjoyed the gentle mountain breeze, and said slowly.

"How do you hurt both tigers?" It is naturally best to be able to weaken Er Liu's strength, Deng Xihou asked deliberately.

"Actually, General Deng understands this truth, they must also want to win you over, General Deng, I'm afraid Liu Xiang has already sent a representative to contact you, but what he can give you, I can also give you, and more." Zhuang Jihua is unequivocal, Deng Xihou has made such a big circle, isn't it just for his own interests, since this is the case, then let's point directly: "In fact, Liu Xiang has already seen that who can win is not up to them, but to you, Commander Zaitian." ”

Deng Xihou smiled and nodded silently, without denying the matter of Liu Xiang's representative: "Cultural Revolution, what do you think?" ”

"Once Liu Wenhui is defeated, his subordinates will be officers except Baodingsheng, you can take the opportunity to annex part of his army, and you can occupy part of his territory, in addition, I can also fund your military expenses of 8 million oceans, and after the war, I can also provide you with 5,000 rifles, 800 machine guns, and 100 mortars." Zhuang Jihua calmly offered his price, and Zeng Kuo was shocked, this condition, Chiang Kai-shek could not agree. But before he could interject, Zhuang Jihua explained: "The reason why it was after the war was because I didn't have it before the war, and the principal was also in urgent need of weapons and ammunition. ”

Deng Xihou was silent, this is a huge amount of eye-popping income, the tax revenue of Sichuan Province is only more than 30 million, 8 million is equivalent to a quarter, plus 5,000 rifles, 800 machine guns and 100 mortars, which makes people unable not to move.

"First, how do you know that if I take your money, I can guarantee to do what you say?" Deng Xihou is the kind of person who has seen too many storms, and he can't believe it by saying two words: "Second, how can I guarantee that I can get weapons and ammunition?" ”

"The first question is easy to say, I can give you eight million now, Deng Jin Kanggui is the commander of the first army, of course he is not the kind of person who asks for money and shamelessness, and he is also a well-known person in Sichuan, not to mention that you cheated me this time, aren't you worried about the future? To be honest, with your help, my things in Sichuan can be completed faster and better, without you, it will not take me too long; As for the second question, I can't guarantee it, I can only guarantee it with my personality, no matter whether I win or lose, I will stay in Sichuan, and if I don't give it to you, you can point at my nose and scold me every time we meet. Zhuang Jihua looked cautious, he was a little nervous, now his hole cards are more than half bright, but the other party has not yet lit up.

Deng Xihou raised his head and thought, his mind was more complicated, in the face of Zhuang Jihua, he had almost no hole cards to speak of, the situation in Sichuan was clear, and the strength of the 28th Army was also there, the only card he could play was probably to leak secrets to Liu Xiang, but what good did such a leak do to him? No, there is no benefit at all, Liu Xiang will not give him more things after defeating Liu Wenhui, it is good to be able to keep this current strength.

"So the chairman of the committee is going to support Liu Fucheng," Deng Xihou sighed in his heart, but his expression was very calm.

"It's not that the principal wants to support him, but Liu Wenhui is too bad at being a man, on the one hand, he has made enemies on all sides in Sichuan, and on the other hand, he has stood on the wrong side several times in domestic disputes, how can the principal tolerate him, and in the end, he chose him because he was the fattest, and if he defeats him, he can get the biggest dividends." Zhuang Jihua's tone was gloomy, and Zeng Guangqing couldn't help but shudder.

"One last question," Deng Xihou asked, "what do you get?" ”

"It's very simple, my task is to develop the southwest, the current situation in Sichuan is very unfavorable for me to complete the task, the war is on the verge of breaking out, I can't do anything, exploration, road construction, can't be carried out, since there is a pus, then squeeze out the pus, and then reach a new balance, so I can do things." Zhuang Jihua said for a long time, he suddenly figured out that Deng Xihou had no cards, so he either agreed or refused; Unless he wants to harm others and himself, he runs to tell Liu Xiang.

"And what do you want me to do?" Deng Xihou gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

"It's very simple, promise Liu Xiang to facilitate their war, but when you join the war, listen to my notice." Zhuang Jihua said softly: "This request is not too much. ”

Deng Xihou laughed, this is too simple, if the time is not right, he can not agree at all, even if Zhuang Jihua does not inform him when the time is right, he can also participate in the war.

"Not too much." Deng Xihou replied happily.

Under the Dolomites, the dense fog is churning, the laughter of birds and birds is heard in the quiet mountains and forests, and the tea exudes a lingering fragrance, Zhuang Jihua is in a very happy mood, but Zeng Guangqing's heart is uneasy, such a large batch of ammunition, will Chiang Kai-shek approve?

(To be continued)