I want to be a good person

Zhang Aiguo had no idea what the reformist officials would do, let alone control it.

At this time, he was studying the "Spring and Autumn Annals" carefully.

It's not about knife skills, I mainly want to learn pen skills, how to avoid the important and focus on the trivial, understate the matter, ignore the facts, and still write in a righteous manner!

The car was driving on a narrow dirt road with no ground markings.

"drop!"

The car honked and stopped.

"what happened?"

Zhang Aiguo felt something was wrong and asked without looking up.

"Boss, the other party is driving in the wrong direction, please stop coming. We are being stubborn."

"Let him back off a bit, if it's the wrong car, we can pass by."

The road was a bit narrow, making it difficult to pass other cars. The other car had just turned the corner, and there were two cars.

After two minutes of confrontation, a dark-skinned man with a crew cut and a bulge around his waist came down.

"Retreat, let's give way."

The car was put into gear and slowly backed up, even though I was still a long way off.

"Why? They shouldn't be the ones to retreat."

The driver was in a bad mood, but he still had some spirit after fighting on the battlefield.

"They are wearing black leather and have the final say. Besides, you can see there are pedestrians on the road. If they start fighting, it will not be convenient to kill them in broad daylight."

"I took note of the license plate."

"Well, I support you."

There is no fairness in the world. Rules have no effect on the people who make them and can be interpreted in many ways. Let others speak and just listen.

Listen more, talk less, and do nothing, or you will end up in prison at Mawei Slope.

When meeting other cars, the driver drove away without even looking at us, as if it was a matter of course.

Zhang Aiguo was very angry. Where was the Chinese territory?

"Boss, there is a woman in the car."

"Let's go, take some time to deal with it later, and bring a few helpers with you."

"Don't worry, boss. It's clean."

Zhang Aiguo believes in their expertise. Now they don't have to work on digging holes in the soil. Just tie a hemp rope and small splashes of water will appear in the river.

"When you have time, read more books, like Journey to the West."

"Whatever you read, let's read Water Margin now."

No more words, the version is ok, Traditional Chinese version, no deletions or modifications have been made.

Learn more from Lu Zhishen and less from Lin Chong.

What Journey to the West taught us is that demons and monsters with backgrounds are all mounts of the big guys, and they know the ways of the world, and being stubborn can turn into integration.

The Japanese checkpoints were strictly guarded, and each of the chevaux de frise covered with barbed wire left a small passage.

The Type 99 light machine gun was pointed at the passage, and a man who did not take off his hat in time was kicked twice by the Japanese.

He staggered, not daring to reach out to flick the ashes. His waist was even more bent. Although he had a smile on his face, there was deep sadness in his eyes.

If you don't go to the concession to work, you will have no food to eat, and when you are poor, you will have low aspirations.

I want to live in the concession, cross my hands, put them on my chest, lie down, and dream about everything.

The economic environment is really bad. Only the concessions are abnormally prosperous, supported by policies. It is difficult to find jobs in the rest of the country, and small bosses are struggling and don't want to go bankrupt.

As time went by, the Japanese gradually relaxed their control over wealthy Chinese people and tried every means to win them over. They wanted to ride on good horses and become high-ranking officials, and they popped up like bamboo shoots after the rain.

The Japanese attempted to restore the economy and public order and plunder more money to make up for the deficit.

It's rare that the Japanese soldiers were in a better attitude today, and they were obviously polite to those who were traveling by car.

The car window was about to rise when it was stopped by a sudden hand.

"Hello, Lu Sang."

The sergeant smiled sinisterly, his face looked like it was hard-stacked, and he had a beard.

Hey, the Japanese forced us to strip for inspection, what happened?

"Captain, what's up?"

Zhang Aiguo looked at the other person with a constipated look on his face.

After thinking for a while, he opened the car door and got out, leaving the car waiting for him on the other side.

The sergeant brought him to the edge of the checkpoint, where no one was paying attention, and bowed quickly.

"My name is He You Turtle. I'm really sorry for what happened earlier. Please forgive me."

"Does Captain He have any concerns?"

"Lu Sang, I'm sorry, I know you are a rich man, I want to make a deal with you."

"Oh, I am a law-abiding citizen who only does legitimate business."

"I'm ashamed. The day before yesterday I sent money to my home country, but the gold bars and US dollars were confiscated. It really makes me angry."

Send money?

Most of the ordinary soldiers of the Japanese devils came from poor backgrounds and improved their living conditions by robbing and using their blood-stained money.

The fiscal deficit of Japan has skyrocketed, and the country is so poor that it can't even wear pants and only has a loincloth. Gold and US dollars are hard currencies, so voluntary donations are reasonable.

"It's such a shame, but what can I do?"

"Lu Sang, if anyone wants to enter the rental world, no matter who it is, as long as I'm here, I can let them in quickly."

"you?"

Zhang Aiguo had doubts about its status and level.

"No, Captain He, I think you are mistaken. Good citizens do not participate in this kind of business."

There are too many variables, and if you happen to encounter one, the consequences will be disastrous.

Besides, could it be a trap?

unknown.

"I'm sorry, I can't agree to this. Here's 5 dollars. Please take care of me in the future."

It's like trying to get something for nothing. Its level is too low and it's raised for free. Why bother yourself with trouble?

Giving money is because I’m afraid it will deliberately make things difficult for me in the future.

After saying goodbye and leaving, Zhang Aiguo walked through two checkpoints, from Dongyang to Xiyang, and the brother who was driving did not say a word.

After the Japanese surrendered, it was said that there were three types of contraband that were not allowed to be carried: weapons, gold and cultural relics. Anyone found would be shot immediately.

The measures are aimed at ordinary devils, who are just insignificant. The real big guys have already been shipped back to the country.

Show.

In order to give a seemingly reasonable explanation, the words are full of deception.

Damn it, Xiu.

At a certain moment, Zhang Aiguo just wanted to be quiet, lie down and let go completely. Thinking too much would damage his liver and spleen and was not worth it.

What's more, if you do more and make more mistakes, there will always be people who are dissatisfied.

Early the next morning, Tao Youju returned.

"Boss, something happened."

Gao Deli and Tao Youju took turns returning to Shikumen to live, and there were people to convey messages at any time and anywhere.

"what happened?"

"We attacked a bunker stronghold in the Chinese area last night, but failed."

"Just tell me the result."

"Two of our brothers were killed, one was wounded, and one was captured."

"what?"

Zhang Aiguo was startled and stood up immediately.

"Did you conduct prior reconnaissance? Did you make a good attack plan? Did you make a backup plan?"

"I did it. When we started fighting, we found that the enemy had twice as many people and had a small cannon."

"How long has it been now?"

"Two hours."

"Gather your men immediately and gather outside the Chinese border. Hurry, or it will be too late."

"Yes"

In fact, Zhang Aiguo did not blame them. The Japanese were still at the end of their peak combat power.

Not all the Japs wearing shit-yellow clothes are elite. The smaller the number of the Japs' permanent divisions, the more powerful they are. They are also called Type A horse divisions and are mainly concentrated on the front battlefield.

The Type B Pack Horse Division was stationed in big cities. The Japanese in remote areas could barely be considered Type C. Even with this level, they exceeded the combat level of an ace army of the National Army.

There is a world of difference between real history and the artistic processing.

Take myself for example. If God hadn't given me food, I would have drunk Meng Po soup and traveled in the opposite direction.

When they arrived at the checkpoint, they saw Zhang Aiguo's car. He Zhong's eyes lit up and he personally went up to check and talk to him.

Zhang Aiguo went straight to the window to hand over his ID, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Not bringing in wolfhounds to search can be seen as a gesture of goodwill.

The sergeant waved his hands feebly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Captain He, take this and have some tea."

Another five dollars.

After disappointment, I saw hope again, a silvery-white hope.

Economic status determines the social status of ordinary people!

This is an era where people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution!