33 years of the Republic of China

(ten)

There were more and more wounded soldiers, and more and more soldiers could not be rescued. Many soldiers died on the way before they were even pulled in.

Song Shimiao didn't care about Jiang Zhouge anymore, but he heard from the military doctor that Jiang Zhouge had recovered a lot.She nodded, "That's good, go back to the division early."

After finishing the treatment of the last wounded, he turned around and went to drink water in the gap.A person walked in from sight, supported by Zhang Ruming Xu, his complexion has improved a lot.

The moment Song Shimiao saw her appear, Song Shimiao became nervous for a moment, thinking that the other party had another injury or the wound had burst open, but luckily it was neither. Jiang Zhouge stood at the door, looking inexplicably hesitant.

"Doctor Song, can you come out?"

Song Shimiao went to see the military doctor. Although she was free at the moment, wounded soldiers might be sent in after she went out.The military doctor nodded to her in agreement, "You go, I don't think there will be any wounded for the time being, and there should be no fighting today, the sound of artillery fire has stopped."

Song Shimiao wiped his hands and followed Jiang Zhouge out.

"I..." Jiang Zhouge spoke as soon as he went out.Song Shimiao stood beside her, and stopped when he heard that, "Huh?"

Jiang Zhouge licked his lips, "Actually, I'm here to apologize today. Last time I was in a bad mood and said those stupid things to you, I'm sorry."

As he said, he still wanted to bow, Song Shimiao hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, your wound is about to burst."

"So, can you forgive me?"

Song Shimiao stared at her for a while, and after Jiang Zhouge said anxiously, "You are a very good doctor", he directly interrupted her words: "Why is it yours again? I don't have a name. "

Jiang Zhouge was stuck and stood there helplessly.Song Shimiao sighed, "Let's go, I know you're in a hurry, so I'll accompany you around."

Jiang Zhouge gave a "hmm" and did not refuse Song Shimiao's support.

The two walked out of the yard and walked directly from the gate to the street.The street was paved with bluestone slabs, and the corners were covered with moss. Song Shimiao grabbed Jiang Zhouge tightly, "Go slowly, don't fall."

The atmosphere was awkward along the way, and when Jiang Zhouge didn't take the initiative, Song Shimiao didn't say a word at all.Jiang Zhouge asked in frustration: "Doctor Song, do you also think that I am a self-righteous fool, and I am just a burden here?"

Song Shimiao asked: "Do you want to listen to the truth?" After Jiang Zhouge nodded, she half guessed and half reasoned: "I don't know why you want to belittle yourself, but from my point of view, you have a good higher education, Well-educated and well-educated, you must come from an extraordinary background in this era; I heard your subordinates call you the Chief of Staff, and you have your own adjutant, so your rank must be very high. Women in this era are rare in the army. There are fewer battlefields, so I think your family is a high-ranking official of the national government? The powerful one. If the reasoning I said above works, then it also explains your character well."

He breathed a sigh of relief, "He is approachable in a high position. To put it bluntly, he is modest on the surface, but arrogant in his bones, and arrogant when he is polite."

Jiang Zhouge's face was complicated, Song Shimiao said it all at once, but now he regretted it later, "I just said it casually, it's not allowed..."

"No, you're right." Jiang Zhouge looked around, "Let's sit in front for a while, I'm a little tired."

They were already standing at the entrance of the village. Jiang Zhouge pointed to a stone bench under an old pine tree. Song Shimiao helped her to sit down, "Which point is right?"

Jiang Zhouge didn't answer, but asked instead: "Speaking of which, your name is Song Shimiao, do you mean Li Shizhen and Sun Simiao?"

"Eh? How do you know?"

Jiang Zhouge asked again: "Then do you know what my 'ge' means?"

"I don't know, I'm a science student."

"science?"

"In my era, the subjects were graded. In high school, students were divided into arts and sciences, history, politics, and geography for arts, and physics, chemistry, and biology for science. In addition, the two subjects jointly studied Chinese, mathematics, and English."

Jiang Zhouge frowned after hearing this: "It's ridiculous to generalize and generalize."

Song Shimiao thought about his disastrous physics results in the college entrance examination, and echoed, "That's right, it's ridiculous!"

Jiang Zhouge stretched out his hand and flicked her head, "It's you, why are you still filled with righteous indignation?"

Song Shimiao covered his head with his mouth flattened, and jumped a step away: "Speak as you speak, why hit me?"

"You only care about Western learning, and you forget what your ancestors left behind." Jiang Zhouge was helpless at her reaction, and beckoned: "Come and sit down."

"Are you going to tell a story?" Song Shimiao took a step forward with a smile and sat next to Jiang Zhouge.

"My character 'Ge', in ancient Chinese, means correction."

The smile at the corner of Song Shimiao's mouth froze. This meaning, no matter how it sounds, is not a good meaning.

"Zhou is seniority. Originally, women were not allowed to use it, but before I was born, the doctor at home said it was a boy, so I decided to name it as 'Shao', which means inheritance." Jiang Zhouge said, smiling helplessly. When Miao saw her calm smile, his heart ached. He should have been indignant.

"But you also saw that I am a woman. The elders in the family were looking forward to having a boy to inherit the family business. After seeing me, they thought it was because of the wrong birth, so they named me 'Ge' and raised me as a boy."

Song Shimiao said to her seriously: "You are not wrong, women are also very good, women are no worse than men..."

Jiang Zhouge still had a calm smile on his face: "As for my surname, it has something to do with my family affairs, military rank, and ability to go to the battlefield that you deduced. I entered Huangpu in the 16th year of the Republic of China because of my cousins. Seventh term, graduated three years later, the country was still relatively peaceful at that time, and just turned 20 years old, he went to study in the UK, returned to China in 24 years of the Republic of China, served in the presidential palace, and was awarded the rank of lieutenant.”

"Oh, no wonder you realize I'm from the future, did you read some sub-fiction in England? In my day, that was science fiction."

Jiang Zhouge nodded, "Herbert Wells, I read a lot of his books when I was spending time in the University of Manchester library."

Killing time...In this day and age, young people who can study abroad all have the idea of ​​returning to serve the motherland as soon as possible. Just look at Xiangyu University and her senior Jin Yamei, and you will know that they all want to compress four years of university into one After finishing my studies in [-], I felt as if I was exhausted to sudden death as if I was studying for graduate school in the UK. How could I have time to kill time and read idle books?Those who can read idle books are probably the second-generation rich second-generation officials who have a lot of time and money for them to squander.

In addition, Jiang Zhouge studied at the Whampoa Military Academy at the age of 17, and worked in the presidential palace after returning to China... The most important thing is her surname...

Song Shimiao suddenly had a bold idea.

Jiang Zhouge observed her expression so far, and probably knew that the other party had the answer: "Guess it?"

Song Shimiao felt his stomach twitching: "One of the cousins ​​you mentioned...wouldn't have been born in Jiangsu, born in Zhejiang, with not much hair, and served as the principal of the Whampoa Military Academy..."

"Principal of the Whampoa Military Academy, Commander-in-Chief of the National Revolutionary Army, Chairman of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government, President of the Chinese Kuomintang..."

Song Shimiao clutched his stomach, and heard the man's title pop out of Jiang Zhouge's mouth like beans. She grabbed Jiang Zhouge's hand, "Okay, you don't need to say any more."

Jiang Zhouge stopped talking and stopped teasing the other party, "Now you know my family background, so about my military rank and position, why I can have a yard to recuperate in a border town where the war is tight, and why I have Adjutant, why can I yell at the teacher, why can I enjoy the best medical equipment, why the teacher is so nervous about me, for fear that there will be accidents when I go to the front line..."

Jiang Zhouge laughed suddenly, and drew the corner of his mouth upwards, expressing endless sarcasm. "Because I am a relative of the emperor, my life is worth more than all of them."

"Stop it!" Song Shimiao murmured, "Stop it..."

Jiang Zhouge took a deep breath, and suppressed her previous emotional agitation, "Are you disappointed? This is the case in our era. Some people have the right to be well-dressed from birth, and some people, when they go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, they only With lingering breath..."

"I told you to stop talking!"

Jiang Zhouge lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "If you regret it, it's still too late."

Song Shimiao was aggressive: "Is it too late? The relationship has already been handed over, you scumbag will not admit it after flirting?"

Jiang Zhouge didn't quite understand the last sentence, but she understood the general meaning in the next second, because Song Shimiao stood up suddenly, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and after looking at her for a long time, he reached out and grabbed her collar, Pulled her upper body and staggered forward.

Song Shimiao leaned down and kissed each other desperately.

What about oppression and inequality, what about modern time and space travel in the Republic of China, let them go to hell.

(eleven)

Lengshuigou could not be attacked for a long time, and there were more and more wounded, and the wrinkles between Jiang Zhouge's eyebrows became deeper and deeper.

Because of her injury, the staff department had already moved to her room, and the division commander came more and more frequently. Song Shimiao knew that this was not a good phenomenon.

Song Shimiao didn't understand military affairs, nor had he studied history. She couldn't help her, so she could only come to accompany her during the extremely compressed rest time, talk to her, and smooth her frowning brows.

"Frowning, I'm about to become a little old woman."

Jiang Zhouge caught the opponent's hand stretched between his eyebrows, and pulled the opponent to his lap. "Don't move, I want to hug you."

Song Shimiao obediently huddled in the opponent's arms, and carefully adjusted his posture so as not to press on the wound.

There was a pile of military maps on the table, and beside it were densely written manuscript paper.Jiang Zhouge trusted her, and the writing war plan never thought of avoiding her.But Song Shimiao just accidentally missed it, and then looked away.

Jiang Zhouge wrote another paragraph on the manuscript paper. She was in a hurry when writing, as if she wanted to seize the hard-won inspiration, so the handwriting was a bit scribbled, but it was still very beautiful, with Wang Yangming's "thinness" □, like a dragon and a snake".

As Jiang Zhouge was writing, he suddenly dropped the pen on the table and made a "snap" sound. Before Song Shimiao could ask anything, he felt the other party wrap his arms around his waist, hug him tightly, and put his head on the table. on her back.

Song Shimiao couldn't see her face, and suddenly panicked, "Zhou Ge, Jiang Zhouge, are you... crying?"

Jiang Zhouge didn't answer, Song Shimiao struggled a little, "Can you let me go first, you still have injuries..."

"Shi Miao." Jiang Zhouge's voice was full of exhaustion, "You tell me, tell me I'm right, okay?"

Song Shimiao didn't understand what she meant, but he still followed her, "Yes, you are right."

Jiang Zhouge pointed to the map and manuscript paper, "The area from Lengshuigou to Beizhai Gongfang Yakou is a key battlefield for our army to counterattack Gaoligong Mountain. It is very important to our army. But we have spent many days here. Two The battalion is almost gone, and I still can’t take it down. A few days ago, I issued a warrant to Tao Dagang, the head of the 592 regiment, telling them to immediately capture Bei Zhai’s public house, otherwise the leader would be taken back to the division headquarters by the special agent company and shot. Later, he was in charge The battalion commander of the first battalion who attacked died, and Tao Dagang brought the deputy battalion commander to the division headquarters and killed him personally."

Song Shimiao didn't know how to react, so he could only get up from her when Jiang Zhouge let go, but there was no place to sit when he got up, Song Shimiao hesitated whether to hug Jiang Zhouge, and then heard the other party say : "When my injury was better, I held a brief combat meeting with the division commander. We sent the 594th regiment to attack the Mamian Pass behind the enemy from the small road; Launched a frontal attack. On the 592th, the 593th regiment had conquered Mamianguan and Qiaotou, and cut off the rear communication line of the Japanese army in Beizhai Gongfang, but despite this, we still could not take it down after many days of fighting."

At this moment, Jiang Zhouge was extremely fragile in Song Shimiao's eyes. Song Shimiao had seen this expression more than once outside the ICU. It was a bleak look that was about to lose hope.

"Shi Miao, can you tell me, even if you lie to me, your decision to tell me is not wrong..." Jiang Zhouge had tears in his eyes, "I can't hold on anymore..."

What else can I say?What can I tell her?

"You, you, are right now. There is nothing wrong with your choice, and there is nothing wrong with your decision. This year is 1944, and in August next year, Japan will surrender unconditionally. China is the victorious country. We are in Tokyo after the war Trial of war criminals, Japanese emperors, prime ministers, generals, secret service chiefs, and those things that are not as good as animals in Nanjing, none of these animals escaped..."

what else?About this history, about the future...

"Also, China is still here. I am a citizen of China. China will be strong in the future. We have aircraft, artillery, tank missiles, and aircraft carriers. Just the year before last, our chairman announced at the military parade We need to cut 30 troops, and we are one of the five permanent members of the United Nations, so we have international status..."

Song Shimiao leaned down to hug her, and put his face on the other's face, "So, Jiang Zhouge, you are all heroes. The reason why we are strong is because you resisted and did not perish."