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Volume 3: The Wind Rises in the Southern Kingdom Chapter 56 Chapter 56: Uprising 9

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    "Please sit down!" Song Shen habitually pointed to the chair next to the door, but Zhang Qi's familiar face made the smile on his face freeze: "Master Zhang, why are you here?" He was surprised.  Instinctively, I used the few fluent words I learned in Shunjun!  "I'm here, and Kabu is here too!" Zhang Qi deliberately slowed down his speaking speed, and at the same time stretched out his finger and tapped the bottom to indicate that Kabu was downstairs.  Song Shen shouted twice to the people downstairs. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Qi in surprise. The look on his face was as if a mythical spirit emerged from the void. A moment later, Kabu was also captured by a soldier.  After being brought up, he first bowed to Song Shen Heshi, and then bowed to Zhang Qiye. The atmosphere in the room was very strange.  "Song Shen, I am here under the order of Mr. Chen. He asked me to bring you a letter." Zhang Qi spoke very slowly so that Kabu beside him could translate his words into Burmese.  After this period of life in the Shun Army, Kabu has become a passable translator, and Song Shen can also speak a lot of Chinese.  After Kabu finished translating, Zhang Qi took out a letter from his arms, handed it to a Burmese soldier next to him with both hands, and returned to his seat to sit down.  Song Shen received the letter, and there were two lines of Burmese written on the envelope in beautiful handwriting, but he didn¡¯t know a word of it¡ªlike most Burmese farmers, he was illiterate.  He frowned, carefully placed the letter in the corner of the desk, and asked in a low voice: "Master Zhang, did you do anything else besides delivering letters to Bagan this time?" "No, Master Chen asked me to put this letter in."  Send the letter to you personally, and then take the reply back!" At this point, Zhang Qi's face showed a happy look: "To be honest, I didn't expect to see you in person so easily." "It's so easy.  "See me in person?" Song Shen frowned in confusion: "I don't understand what you mean. Anyone who is not malicious can see me. Of course, he has to wait a while!"  I'm so surprised!" Zhang Qi nodded: "Now you have thousands of people and actually control Bagan City. I thought you would live in the most beautiful house in the palace, with hundreds of the most beautiful women around you.  , and something else!" "How is that possible?" Song Shen frowned: "I am not a king or a noble lord. I and all the soldiers took up arms not to change the owner of the palace, but to change the owner of the palace.  In order for everyone to have food and clothing, I live here so that everyone can walk into this house and see that Song Shen is eating the same food and sleeping on the floor like them.  Apart from a piece of clothing and a gun, as well as a bowl and chopsticks for eating, there is nothing else." As Kabu stuttered in translation, Zhang Qi's face gradually became serious and he looked at Song Shen.  His eyes changed from teasing to admiration.  As a veteran, although Zhang Qi could not fully understand Song Shen's ideals, he still felt sincere admiration for his behavior of not seeking wealth and wealth and sharing the joys and sorrows with the soldiers.  At this time, a man in neater clothes walked into the room. Song Shen handed him the letter. The man opened the letter and read it for a moment, then his expression changed drastically. After reading it hurriedly, he whispered to Song Shen in a low voice.  After a while, Song Shen stood up, walked out of the room, and said a few words loudly.  Then several Burmese soldiers with guns rushed into the house and guarded the doors and windows.  Immediately, a burst of rapid footsteps and voices were heard outside, and a few minutes later, people were heard running outside the house. It was obvious that Song Shen was arranging people and horses to take action.  Zhang Qi listened, and although his expression was unchanged, he was very shocked in his heart. He knew that in the previous incident, all the British officers and middle- and low-level officers with noble backgrounds in the Burmese army had been wiped out.  For an army, it is almost a spine-breaking blow. These thousands of Burmese soldiers should be in a state of paralysis. Judging from the current situation, the basic superior-subordinate relationship has been restored in the Burmese army, and the response  It's not slow. He can no longer be treated as a mob. When Song Shen was under his command, why didn't he see that he had such abilities? It's really a pity.  While Zhang Qizheng was thinking, he heard footsteps outside. Song Shen pushed the door open again and came in. The Burmese soldiers who were guarding the doors and windows withdrew again. Only Song Shen, Kabu and Zhang Qi were left in the house.  Song Shen picked up the letter and asked: "Master Zhang, Master Chen said in the letter that Master Samantabhadra of Mohe Bodhi Temple united with monks from other temples to write a letter inviting the Shun Army to enter the city and suppress us, and also asked for firearms from the Shun Army.  , is this true? " Zhang Qi sneered: "I'm just a messenger, what's the use of asking me? Since the letter said that we asked our army for firearms, we will send them another firearm today.  Go and search, if you find the firearm, it will be real!" After hearing Zhang Qi's answer, Song Shen didn't say anything, and just stared at him fiercely.  At this time, he was thinking secretly in his heart. Could it be that his assassination of Ne Win happened, soOnly the wise master and the others would collude with the shun army outside the city to deal with them; but if they find out that they assassinated Ne Win, they only need to expose the matter and they will only die, and there is no need to collude with the shun army outside the city.  Then why did Shunjun hand over the letter of request for help from Master Samantabhadra to him? Could it be that he and the temples in Bagan wanted to kill each other?  .  Assassinating Ne Win was Song Shen's only worry. Deep in his heart, he was always afraid that if the incident happened, all his subordinates would turn their guns on him, so he would take every slightest sign.  It is connected with Ne Win's death, let alone this matter.  The trouble in front of him was entangled with his mental illness, like a huge knot, giving Song Shen a splitting headache.  "What if you can't find the firearm?" "Can't find it? It's possible that the monks hid it well!" Zhang Qi said with a smile: "For the sake of working together in the past, I will remind you again, so as not to  You don¡¯t even know how you died. The first batch of firearms sent into the city was handed over to the monk who delivered the message. There were a total of twenty-five revolvers and 1,500 rounds of ammunition, packed in a wooden box containing rifles.  Here. You didn't see the way that bald donkey was checking the gun. He was loading bullets into the gun, his hands were trembling, and he was still chanting. I don't understand what you did.  If you offend these monks so much, they will blow your head off even if you break the precepts!" Song Shen did not speak, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Qi for a moment, but Zhang Qi sat there as if nothing happened!  On the bench, he looked confident, and the time passed minute by minute.  I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly there was a burst of rapid footsteps and shouts outside. Song Shen stared at Zhang Qi fiercely and walked out of the door quickly. After a while, he returned to the house again, with his hands already in his hands.  Two more revolvers.  "Tell me, why did Mr. Chen do this?" Song Shen's voice became much softer. Just at that moment, something seemed to happen, and an invisible thing disappeared from his body.  "Do you think Mr. Chen will tell me this kind of thing?" Zhang Qi said with a smile: "I am just a messenger carrying a letter. It is my task to deliver the letter to you!" "You, Mr. Chen, want to  We Burmese people are killing each other!" Song Shen suddenly roared. He grabbed one of the pistols, rushed in front of Zhang Qi, raised the pistol and pointed it at Zhang Qi's eyebrows, shouting with red eyes: "Don't think I don't know.  , He wants us Burmese to kill our own people, let our blood flow all over the city of Bagan, and let us use our blood to desecrate the sacred temple. Your Mr. Chen is a devil, a devil!" The silence in the room was scary at this time.  Suddenly he heard a bang, but Kabu beside him was so frightened that he couldn't stand still and sat down on the floor.  Song Shen, however, didn't notice the movement at all. He just stared at Zhang Qi fiercely, and his index finger on the trigger sometimes tightened and sometimes relaxed.  "It's you Burmese who want to kill each other. It's none of our business!" Zhang Qi suddenly replied: "Isn't it the monk Samantabhadra himself who wrote a letter asking us to go into the city and destroy the 'heretic thieves'? You guys  The regent also came to the camp to ask our Lord Chen to send troops into the city to destroy the rebels. That night at the armory, it was the regent who asked me to lead the troops to put down the rebellion. Even if we didn't care, they would still find the British and  The French, whoever comes to kill you. Besides, if it weren't for the nobles in Burma who wanted to fight for the throne, kill each other, lead wolves into the house, and even burn down the palace of the Burmese Protector in Dashun, what would happen to us in Dashun?  Will we send troops to fight here? After our Dashun sent your two majesties back to Mandalay, we only attacked the British outside your city and did not take the initiative to fire a shot at you Burmese people. It was your master and monk.  They wrote to ask us to help them calm down the chaos! Now we, Mr. Chen, tell you the truth, but you say that it is us, Mr. Chen, who is instigating discord. Is there any truth in the world?" Following Zhang Qi's words, his tone changed.  It also got higher and higher, and in the end, it was no different than a roar.  In contrast, Song Shen's gun muzzle was getting lower and lower, and finally it was pointed at the floor. His face was red and white. Suddenly Song Shen raised the pistol in his right hand, pointed it at the roof and fired six shots,  All the bullets were fired.  A lot of dust suddenly fell from the roof, covering the heads and faces of the three of them.  "Bang!" With a sound, Song Shen dropped the empty gun on the floor and walked out of the door quickly.  Only Zhang Qi and Kabu were left in the room. After about half an hour, Kabu got up tremblingly and asked: "Sir, which song do you think this song is from?" "Which song is it?"  "Kabu, your Chinese has improved in these days!" Zhang Qi said with a smile: "I don't know which song he sang. I only know that it is going to rain in Bagan. It will be bloody!"  "Blood rain?" Kabu stuttered as he muttered these two unfamiliar words. He looked out the window and saw that the sky was already covered with dark clouds, and it was about to rain.Here comes a sudden muffled thunder. He couldn't help but shiver and almost sat down on the ground again.
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