, Chapter 736 The Yellow Emperor Chronicle

"Just because the Japanese are no longer wreaking havoc on our land doesn't mean they're good!" Meng Xiang was very disgusted by the recent clamor from pro-Japanese groups in some places.

Even when he was an otaku who could only take care of himself in his previous life, he never bought Japanese products to show that he would not forget the dirty things left by the Japanese on the land of China. In this life, after experiencing the helplessness of the Nanjing and other incidents, his hatred for the Japanese has increased even more, and he has always refused to forgive their crimes.

For the performances of those who are forgetful for various reasons, Meng Xiang did not take drastic actions except for more sneers in his heart.

The forest is big, and everyone has it. Some people are politically motivated, or bribed by others, and it is normal to be a clown. Especially at a time when Soviet Russia, Japan, and even Britain and the United States were all hostile to Huaxia, some of them were representatives of the various forces that jumped out.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a face for yourself, and they still preach that we want to make peace with the Japanese, where can they represent our entire China?" Meng Xiang was very amused by those who took the example of the vanguard junta that had stopped attacking the Japanese and advocated peace between the two countries, "The puppet Manchurians, Taiwan, Hainan and other places are still in the hands of devils, can we make peace with them?" Even if we recover these places, we haven't recovered some interest yet, and we have settled the accounts of so many massacres, can we easily stop with the little devils? Joke! ”

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"I'm sure that the vanguard army of China will not easily give up their hatred of the Japanese, and they will have a battle sooner or later!" Stilwell described it in a telegram sent back home.

He ran into a wall with Meng Xiang, the 100,000 expeditionary force in Chongqing prevaricated in every way, the American army had not yet arrived, and most of the British army was mobilized to India to defend the imperial pearl, so that he had no adjustable troops around him and became an empty commander. Unwilling, he chose to stay in Huaxia and looked for better opportunities.

During this period of time, he led Du Yuming to travel around China, trying to seek the support of bigwigs from all over the world and change Meng Xiang's mind.

Judging from the intelligence held by the Americans, the vanguard army was still very democratic at this time, and it was not just Meng Xiang who had the final say. That's where Stilwell's lobbying came in.

"I saw that the people didn't. Even the street cigarette vendors can easily tell the Nanjing Massacre and the First Sino-Japanese War, which means that their government has not forgotten the crimes committed by the Japanese and sends a signal to their rule that they will not forget the shame of the past. Imagine that even ordinary people have learned about these shames through the radio, and know that Northeast China, Taiwan, Hainan and other places have not yet been recovered, and their governments can easily forget them? Stilwell sat in the hall of a teahouse and excitedly explained to his lieutenant, Frank Dorne.

Du Yuming was silent beside him, just listening to Stilwell's translation adjutant in Huaxia, Yang Mengdong, whispering a few words in his ear from time to time. No matter what thoughts he had in mind, Chiang gave a death order in order to win American aid, requiring him to obey Stilwell's orders. Unlike in the original history, when he turned his face in order to compete for the command of the army, he could only act according to orders at this time.

"Does that mean we don't have to convince them that they're going to fight?" Dorne asked, following Stilwell's question.

"No, no! Frank, know that what we lack is time, although the Chinese have not forgotten the hatred, they can wait. And we can't wait that long. So we need to push them and get their government and parliament to ignite their hatred as soon as possible! Stilwell shook his head.

"I'm sorry, General!" Du Yuming interrupted Stilwell's conversation with a light cough, "I want to correct that the government of Chongqing is the orthodoxy of China!" ”

At this time, Lao Chiang was very concerned about the problem of the orthodox dispute with the vanguard army, and once dismissed two generals from their posts because of this. He followed Stilwell and listened to him vigorously turn the government representative of the vanguard army into Huaxia, without saying anything, I am afraid that this will reach the ears of Lao Jiang, and he will also be given some eye medicine.

There were a few Chongqing officials around Stilwell, and it was difficult to ensure that the gossip could not be transmitted. Naturally, he had to be careful. What's more, Stilwell's translation adjutant Yang Mengdong is Yang Xianyi's nephew, and he is relatively close to Lao Jiang and the Song family, and in the case of not much contact in ordinary times, it is difficult to say that he will not reveal it in the future.

In particular, Yang Mengdong's straightforward translation to him, the person in charge of the highest post of the Chongqing Central Army, did not say that he was afraid of causing trouble in the future, so he could only dryly interject such a sentence.

"Chongqing? You said that the Central Army was there. Hmph, you can't even get out of Sichuan, and you still claim to be orthodox in China? Stilwell was stunned for a moment when he heard Du Yuming's words, and before he could answer, the young man who came over with a teapot next to him couldn't help but interject and sneered.

He only listened to Du Yuming's last sentence, and did not realize the identity of the plainclothes travelers in front of him. Recently, the atmosphere of speech in society is very free, and the people in the teahouse have long forgotten the style of not talking about state affairs, and even this young man often talks and laughs with guests about state affairs for fun after listening to too much radio. Even if there are foreigners among these guests, it is not unusual, not to mention that I have seen a lot of foreign faces who have come to China from Europe to work, even some European and American reporters have come to interview, and the young man has never been afraid.

To tell you the truth, what are you afraid of, besides, the guest just now actually shouted that the Chongqing government is orthodox on the territory of the vanguard army, and I am afraid that if you shout on the street, you will suffer rotten eggs and rotten cabbage.

"Don't forget that this Republic of China is the world that the Central Party has defeated, this Republic of China is in one day, and this Central Party is the orthodoxy of one day!" Du Yuming saw that a young man in a teahouse dared to talk back to him, although he repeatedly reminded himself not to be like these people, he was angry, but he couldn't help but return the sentence.

Although the young man was taken aback by the majesty of Du Yuming's anger, he was happy again and said with a smile: "This guest officer may not have heard of it, right?" I just listened to the radio report, and our parliament was still discussing it a while ago, and we will change the name of the country in the future, and it will not be called the Republic of China. ”

"It's not called the Republic of China, so what's it called? Could it be called the Huaxia Republic? You can't change the name to Empire, right? Next to him, Yang Mengdong laughed on the side. Democratic countries are generally called like this, either with democracy or with republicanism. No matter how much the vanguard army changes, it can't get rid of these things.

"It's just a farce to change the soup but not the medicine!" Yang Mengdong sneered in his heart. He had heard about the name change for a long time. The news from the top is always a little faster than the news from below.

"Empire?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "There are really people who propose to ask Chairman Meng to be the emperor and call the empire, but as soon as he proposed it, Chairman Meng bombarded him." Chairman Meng said well, the Chinese people do not need to find an emperor to sit on top of the people's heads, the country belongs to all the people, and every citizen should have the consciousness of being a master, rather than finding a master or housekeeper for themselves to be slaves. Only when all the people are the masters of their own country can it be called democracy! ”

The young man was young and clever, and he recited a large part of Meng Xiang's words at once, and spoke the Mandarin that is now popular and mixed with Beiping and the Central Plains, and even a little Jiangsu and Zhejiang tones, so that everyone can hear it clearly.

"Saying that it was renamed a republic, it has the most supporters. However, it was also vetoed by Chairman Meng. The young man said with a frown on his face. It's like you've experienced it yourself.

"Oh, so what to call it? Still continue to be called the Republic of China? Du Yuming sneered.

Even if it is not classified as a superstitious act, each generation of regime is bound to be different and create a new style. It's not uncommon to change your name or something. He didn't really care. I've been busy running around with Stilwell lately, and I've been a little overlooked about this.

"Of course it's not the Republic of China, it's not called the Republic, Chairman Meng said, no matter how the dynasty has changed since ancient times, the Chinese civilization has always been inherited, you can not be an empire, you can not be a Republic of China, but no matter how it changes, we are all Chinese! We have only one country, and that is China! The young man imitated Meng Xiang's original tone, with a solemn face, and said word by word in the newly popular Mandarin.

"China?!" Du Yuming lowered his head and said bitterly.

"China?!" Yang Mengdong also lowered his head and muttered softly. Everyone fell silent for a moment, and even Stilwell was silent in thought.

"Even the year name has been changed, now it is not called the Republic of China for more than 20 years, nor is it a republic for a few years, we will use the Yellow Emperor era in the future. Our Chinese civilization has a long heritage! Counting from the ancestor Yellow Emperor, it is now 4639 years! The young man said proudly.

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