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Volume Three: The Wind Rises in the South, Chapter 71, Chapter 71: Returning to China

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    In the Hu Burian School Lieutenant's Mansion, Zao Guoquan was sitting at the top, and Chen Zaixing was sitting on the right side, both of them holding a tea cup. The difference was that Zao Guoquan was calm and relaxed, and had already replenished tea twice.  ; But Chen Zaixing didn't touch it at all, just sitting there in a daze.  "Mr. Chen, how long are you going to take, why don't you say anything?" The one who spoke was Qu Duan. He had been struggling outside for a long time with his bare back and carrying bamboo sticks on his back today. He even disgraced the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.  Deep down in my heart, I wanted to eat Chen Zaixing's flesh and sleep on his skin. At this moment, seeing the other person sitting there without saying a word, I couldn't bear it anymore.  "It would be wrong to say anything more at this time. Of course I have to keep silent!" "Chen Zaixing!" Qu Duan shouted sharply and rushed to Chen Zaixing. His finger almost poked the other man's face and said sternly: "You think you are pretending to be deaf?  Can a dumb person escape this situation? Tell you, there is no way!" "Qu Duan!" Qu Duan looked back and saw Zao Guoquan's face was watery, and said in a low voice: "Back off!  "Good morning, sir!" Qu Duan had no choice but to bow and retreat.  Zao Guoquan coughed, stood up, walked to Chen Zaixing, and whispered: "Master Chen, there are only you and me in the hall now. What you and I say can only be known by heaven and earth. You know and I know."  I can tell you with confidence that I won¡¯t bother you about what happened yesterday, so you can say it with confidence. ¡°You won¡¯t bother me,¡± Mr. Chen raised his head.  , looked directly at each other, and saw Zao Guoquan with a smile on his face, looking like an honest and trustworthy old farmer.  Chen Zaixing lowered his head again and whispered: "Why is that? You clearly know that I secretly planned what happened yesterday!" "I also know that you don't believe it, but I have something to say here! It's not that I don't care about you,  But I can't help you!" Zao Guoquan returned to his seat with a smile: "The imperial court keeps you here just to let you restrain me. This is called the 'big and small system', between the two of us.  Like two grasshoppers on a thread, neither one can live without the other. Even if I take you down, there might be another person to control me.  It¡¯s even more troublesome. What do you think I¡¯m doing with you?¡± Chen Zaixing is such a smart person. He immediately reacted to Zao Guoquan¡¯s reminder. He looked at the other party with bright eyes and sneered, ¡°Isn¡¯t that why Mr. Zao?  You're such an easy talker, right? Even if you can't help me, you still can't be so lenient to someone who offends you. You can still do it by giving me little shoes to wear and letting me suffer. " "Yes, I wouldn't do it if it were someone else!  Give him a good look!" Zao Guoquan stood up, his eyes shining brightly: "It's just that you are Chen Fusheng. I want to make a career in Myanmar. If I make trouble, I can't do without you, so I treat you like this.  Be patient!" At this point, Zao Guoquan said: "Don't you believe it? Don't you have a confidant here named Kong Zhang?  Shang, it seems that you and him have gone awry!" "Kong Zhang?" Chen Zaixing was stunned, then nodded and said: "Yes, I will send someone to inquire when I get back, and it turns out that he has gone to Bagan.  We missed it on the way!" "That's good! Chen Fusheng, you are also a smart person, and you know the current situation very well. In Myanmar, we both benefit from cooperation, and we are both enemies and friends.  The decision is made!" Chen Zaixing pondered for a moment, stretched out his right hand and high-fived Zao Guoquan and said, "Okay, I will join forces with Mr. Zao to deal with the outside world!" "Bagan, the British army camp.  Duncan sat at the desk, his thick right hand covered with ink stains, and knives, quills, and lead ink bottles scattered on the table.  The commander of the British advance team was writing a letter to the rear in Rangoon.  "Mr. Gillings, as your loyal subordinate and the supreme commander of the advance team, I have to admit to you that the situation in Bagan is very complicated and bad. In the past eight days, we have had seven conflicts with the enemy.  Six officers and forty-five soldiers were lost in the conflict, twelve of them were killed, thirty-four were wounded, and the rest were missing, you know, in this terrible place, almost missing.  and death are synonymous with each other. In addition to the losses suffered by the ambush, our advance team has lost 15% of its personnel forever. This is a very shocking loss. What is more important is that almost all of these losses were caused by the Burmese.  Also, because of the bad surrounding conditions, I had to reduce the scope of the patrol and increase the size of the patrol team, which made it difficult for the soldiers to get enough fresh vegetables and meat. I couldn't let the boys just  Many soldiers who relied on corned beef and hard biscuits had begun to have bleeding gums and swollen feet. If the situation did not improve, without Chinese bullets, the epidemic would eat us all.  I asked for a lot of citrus to improve the health of my soldiers, as well as reinforcements equipped with heavy artillery and gunboats.?We can capture the Chinese barracks that has been turned into a fortress. Their damn fort is in a very favorable position and can straf most of the river. Under the cover of this fort, their gunboats appear on the river from time to time to attack our supplies.  fleet, and the Chinese can also obtain sufficient supplies from the rear through water transportation without any hindrance. It is impossible to attack this fort from the water.  We need to tighten the siege of the barracks from both land and water, then use zigzag trenches to approach the barracks, and finally use large-caliber mortars to open the gap, while launching shelling from the waterway, and finally occupy or destroy the fort.  The above are my requests, and I look forward to hearing from you soon.  Your faithful Duncan.     wish all the best!  " Duncan carefully folded the letter paper, put it in the envelope, sealed it with melted wax, pressed it hard with his seal, and shouted outside the tent: "Old Jack, please hand over this letter.  To Lieutenant Dick of the Navy, let him take the first boat tomorrow morning back to Rangoon and hand it over to Consul Gillings himself, got it?  " "Yes, Major, the first boat back to Yangon will be handed over to the consul of Jilin City himself!  Old Jack, who was lame in his right leg, gave Duncan a military salute, carefully took the letter and put it away, then asked: "Major, what do you want to eat tonight?"  " "What should we have for dinner?  Duncan smiled bitterly and said, "What else can there be?"  Corned beef and beans and dry bread, or corned beef and beans and biscuits?  Is there any other choice?  I swear to God, those Bedouin dogs in the desert have better food than we do!  " "Major, I think you have other choices today!  Old Jack suddenly blinked at Duncan mysteriously and lowered his voice and said: "The navy brothers got some very delicious river fish from several Burmese nobles, as well as a deer and a few pigs, so -!"  " "Old Jack, you are always so well-informed!  "Duncan happily clapped his men on the shoulders. To be honest, the food of British soldiers is really terrible. Even for a Scotsman who grew up in a country known for boring food, it is difficult to live entirely on these.  It was a terrifying experience when Duncan returned from Captain Dick's service in the Navy. The delicious fried fish and British sausages filled his stomach so much that he couldn't even bend when he walked down the gangway.  It was very difficult to lower my waist and I had to hold on to the right armrest with my hands. ¡°Maybe I ate too much!  "Duncan thought to himself. He looked at a paper bag in Old Jack's hand behind him with satisfaction. Inside were two large pieces of venison pie, which he was going to use for his breakfast the next day. When he thought of this, his mood changed.  Even better. Old Jack, who was following Duncan, asked with a smile: "Major, I want to ask you a question!  " "Say it, old Jack!  " "Colonel, why did this Burmese noble named Basong give us fish, venison, and pigs, and seemed to welcome us very much?  And the other Burmese were doing the exact opposite, hiding behind bushes and shooting at us?  Aren¡¯t they all Burmese?  "    "this?  "Duncan was slightly stunned. He didn't know how to answer Old Jack's question for a while. He hesitated for a while and replied: "I don't know very well, but I think just like Britain, there are differences among the Burmese people.  "
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