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Chapter one hundred and fifty-eight

April 1, 1923 coincides with the Spring Equinox, and the temperature changes unpredictably, like a ruling power. Sometimes thunder and lightning, breeze and drizzle; sometimes tomorrow is in the sky, warm wind blowing.

The Spring Equinox means equalization between day and night, and is ranked fourth of the twenty-four solar terms. At this time, the sun shines directly at the equator, the spring is warm, the flowers are blooming, the warblers are flying and the grass is growing, and farming, field management and sightseeing are suitable for activities such as the year is full of hope and comfort.

A train from Shanghai slowly drove towards the platform here. On one hand, the young man with thick eyebrows and strong and handsome eyebrows walked off the train that was still gushing with the sound of whistles.

A pair of sword eyes looked around, and his clear face had an extraordinary look. He was carrying a long document bag on his back, and he was so bulging that he didn't know what he was holding. The only thing that could make people guess his identity was the camera hanging on his chest. His name was Jie Minghong, who was a freelance journalist.

His temperament is quite concise and has a gentlemanly spirit. I think he is from a famous family. No matter how bad he is, he has received a good higher education, otherwise he would not be able to raise such a literary character.

He was originally from Guizhou Province. In his early years, he went to Shanghai to study at a university and studied news and media, hoping to use a pen to awaken the consciousness of the Chinese people. Now he is twenty-three years old, but he cannot find the thoughts and ideas of saving the country north of the Yangtze River. More of them are seeing some confused and inaction bureaucrats and politicians.

It was precisely because of his disappointment with the Beiyang military government that he turned to the south and came to Guangdong and Guangxi to see what new atmosphere this so-called ** party had. He also went to see Sun Yixian's speech in Shanghai, which was indeed passionate and infectious. But as a cultural person with knowledge and literacy, he knew very clearly that for a politician, he should not look at what he said, but what he did and what he did.

**The Party’s propaganda work in the north and south is quite good, including a so-called red door that has gradually become active in politics recently. These new thoughts from the Soviet Union have made Jie Minghongda, a news reporter interested. In addition, he was originally from Guizhou Province, and this time he returned home.

The same clan and origin between Guangdong and Guangxi are just different choices in the direction of development.

Walking out of the bustling platform, Jie Minghong observed around with a scrutiny gaze. There were many slogans in **, all of which were words of loving the party, the country and the people. But out of his thinking habits, he felt a little unhappy about the party and the country and the people, and frowned.

This made him, a literati who advocated democracy and his own, smell a trace of unusual atmosphere. Even if the northern government was unbearable, at least verbally put the people first. How could it be that the so-called holy land was the party’s ancestors and the country’s residents? This is very different from the Three Sisters ideology advocated by Sun Yixian.

He stopped a rickshaw and wanted to find a hotel to settle down. He was not unfamiliar with the place. A classmate at the time seemed to be in a major company in Nansha and was doing pretty well. But as a liberal journalist, Jie Minghong still likes to live alone.

There is no problem in visiting in the name of visiting, but if you want to seek refuge, it is not what you want.

Sitting in the rickshaw and watching around, Jie Minghong gradually realized that something was wrong around him. There were too many blockages on the roadside, and they were all driven on the side of the main road, which made Jie Minghong, who was used to staying in Shanghai, very uncomfortable.

The chaos in Shanghai is as famous as its prosperity, and the rampant gangsters are obvious to all. But it is impossible to say that he wants to open a sign in public to do gambling business. No matter how powerful the government is, his face must be taken into account. Public casinos and clubs are generally open in the concession.

As for the private black gambling shops, they are all set up secretly in secret alleys. How can they open on both sides of the main road outside the railway station in broad daylight? The police station is eating shit? None of this is arrested? Is the Constitution a waste paper?

All questions came to his mind, and Jie Minghong felt angry for a moment. This was not a dereliction of duty, but a reckless trampling on the law and shouting to stop the rickshaw driver. He got out of the car and looked at the gambling house in front of him.

He was so angry that he trembled all over because he saw a gambling license issued by the Grand Marshal's Mansion in front of one of the gambling houses, which is the so-called gambling banner. This is definitely not an individual phenomenon.

I was already full of righteous indignation and was about to curse, but fortunately I was caught by the rickshaw driver beside me. Otherwise, the strong men in black jackets in front of the door would definitely not be a decoration.

After getting on the rickshaw again and walking to the street where passers-by were relatively sparse, Jie Minghong was able to learn about the matter from the other party. It turned out that it was because the Marshal's Mansion could not obtain support from both the merchants and the civilians. After forcibly requisitioning silver and grain once, he was not satisfied, so he even made public cigarettes and gambling to take photos and implemented donations.

In fact, gambling trends in Guangdong have become increasingly rampant since the end of the Qing Dynasty, because the government at that time relied heavily on gambling fees, so it was repeatedly banned. However, at this time, the entire Guangdong province was even more "public gambling" with official standards, which was very different from other provinces.

From the rickshaw driver, Jie Minghong learned that "public gambling" was bidding by the government, and the merchants bid. The winning contractor was responsible for organizing and operating gambling, and the government raised taxes and funds from its profits. This bad idea was thought out by Sun Yixian himself, and the original intention was to solve the financial difficulties of the Grand Marshal's Office and raise military expenses by the way.

This "wonderful strategy" made the gambling halls in Guangdong bloom everywhere, while the Grand Marshal's Mansion reaped profits, and gambling merchants made 10,000 yuan a day. Only the people were deeply harmed. What was the worst, the wife and children were separated, and the family was destroyed.

"It was the Grand Marshal's personal order? How could this be possible? Didn't he regard himself as a pioneer? How could such an evil act? Could it be that there is no loyal and righteous man in Guangdong Province dare to object?"

These amazing news made Jie Minghong, who was fair and just, unable to let go of it. Originally, he sympathized with Sun Yixian, who appeared in public as a weak person, and at the beginning he thought that this person was a patriot who had to open a new era in China.

But when he arrived in Guangzhou, he was able to see all the evil deeds of the ** Party. But the momentary impulse just now did not confuse Ming Hong's mind. He chose to stay and dig out the truth in it, in order to disclose many facts in front of the people. Politics is not a girl dressed by powers, but the so-called news industry is to restore the true nature of things and choose only by the people.

With such belief, Jie Minghongcai was engaged in the job of a newspaperman and gave up his generous life in Shanghai and returned to Guangdong and Guangxi. But he didn't know that the so-called civil rights here are fictitious, and even newspapers cannot obtain the power to report freely.

At the same time, Zhong Yang also placed information collected from the underground palace on his desk, including the Sun army's actions of placing cigarettes and gamblers.

Since Zhong Yang planned to withdraw from the official system of Nansha, many of the key departments he had in his hands were handed over to Chen Ze and the others. However, this underground palace was retained by Zhong Yang. He originally planned to ask Zhou Hua to help the district government establish a new commercial investigation department and strategic intelligence bureau, but he refused.

Unlike others, Zhou Hua does not seem to like the so-called official position. He prefers to stay in the dark private organization of the Underground Palace. Here, he is guided by his growth and he also feels the joy of work. In the Underground Palace, he only needs to obey Zhong Yang, and Zhong Yang has never cared about the idiots in this area, which gives him room to fully display his talents.

In Zhou Hua's view, if you devote yourself to the political and official intelligence departments, your power may increase, but you will be subject to great constraints. Intelligence must serve the needs of the government, and the degree of freedom will be much narrower.

Zhong Yang also ignored this. Everyone has their own choices. Sometimes the universal value system in society may not be accurate to a specific person. Just like Zhou Hua, he did not like to take important positions, but continued to serve as the "star official" in the underground palace.

After checking the information collected by Zhou Hua's urging the peripheral organizations of the underground palace, Zhong Yang sneered. Sun Yixian was very talented and said nothing about saving the country, but he did something worse than that of local warlords. **There are now mixed in the party, with more than 40,000 direct troops, and more than 60,000 soldiers were forced to be recruited, claiming to be a 100,000 army.

In order to raise the silver pay for the entire army, the Grand Marshal's Mansion actually publicly auctioned cigarettes and gambling banners, using cigarettes and gambling as the source of military income. Major military organizations even colluded with local gangs and openly carried cigarettes and gambles, and no one could cure them.

The smoking gambling that Chen Jiongming banned in Guangzhou for two years was rekindled and there was a prairie fire, which made people sigh.

Based on the military photos taken through the plane, the General Staff also sent a data on the situation analysis of the Sun and Chen armies. According to the current military strength, the Sun clan is naturally rich in troops and well-equipped weapons, with hundreds of thousands of people.

According to current information, since Chen Jiongming resigned, he has been staying in his former residence in Haifeng County and living a semi-retired life. At this time, the Guangdong army had retreated to the eastern part of Guangdong, and because he had retreated without fighting before, the main force did not suffer much losses.

However, the resources in eastern Guangdong are not as good as those in Guangdong provinces such as Guangzhou and Foshan, so it is really difficult to support the war to counterattack Guangzhou. For the time being, the Sun and Chen armies formed a stalemate in eastern Guangdong. Although Chen Jiongming did not fight, his subordinates were unwilling to give up their power.

Who knows Sun Yixian's nature? Without soldiers in hand, he will definitely die without a place to bury him, and even cause trouble to get married. This is certainly not something they can accept.

According to the collected intelligence analysis, it can be seen that the strength of the two armies is roughly as follows.

Sun Jun: Yang Ximin, Yunnan Army-30,000, Tan Yankai, Hunan Army-20,000, Liu Zhenhuan, Gui Army-7000, Hunan, Henan, Jiangxi Zapai Army, a total of 6,000, Xu Chongzhi Army-7000, Li Fulin Army-3000, Huang Mingtang Army-1000, Liang Hongkai Army-10,000. There are also 16,000 newly recruited civilian troops, totaling 100,000, with a huge momentum.

Chen Jun: Ye Ju's division-13000, Hong Zhaolin's division-17000, Lin Hu's division-24000, Deng Benyin's division-8000, Li Yaohan's division-2000, Huang Dawei's division-5000, Lai Shihuang's division-5000, Wang Xianchen's division-6000. There were a total of 80,000 people, among which Huang Dawei and others also turned to the Sun's division at this time.

The Sun Army mentioned here actually refers to the army that served Sun Yixian in a short period of time. Among them, Xu Chongzhi and Liang Hongkai were both former subordinates of the Guangdong Army and were also relatives whom Sun Yixian could really rely on. The rest, such as Yang Ximin, were invited by others, and were not reliable.

Although there were 100,000 people, only more than 40,000 people could fight. The others were all mobs, and they could only wave flags and shout in the rear to enhance their military power.

Relatively speaking, the 80,000 people of the Guangdong Army are also extremely well-behaved, and the troops that can really fight tough battles will definitely not exceed 20,000. Most of them are temporary civilian troops, and they are okay to be responsible for logistics, but it seems too weak to pull them onto the battlefield.

Most of these Guangdong troops who were loyal to Chen Jiongming were established in 1917 to protect the law. In terms of the generals and most of their subordinates, Hong Zhaolin was from Hunan, Lin Hu was from Guizhou Province, Lai Shihuang was from Gan clan, and Wang Xianchen was from Min, and these were not from Guangdong.

In addition to the real direct troops such as Deng Keng and Ye Ju, Chen Jiongming's ability to integrate with several other generals was not qualified. Among them, Wei Bangping and Hong Zhaolin remained neutral. As for Wang Xianchen and Huang Dawei, they had already transferred to Sun Yixian's command at this time...

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