The waist drum team and the gong drum team formed by young people from northern Shaanxi formed a square formation at the gate of the city... Jubilantly jumped in the square, and the rough music rolled up the dust in the sky. The desolate, slightly tragic music passed the ancient Yan River, echoing between Baota Mountain, Qingliang Mountain, and Phoenix Mountain.

The pagoda, majestic, stood silently on the top of the mountain, watching the yellow dragon in the distance gradually approaching. The Yan River is quiet and winding to the distance. The convoy galloped along the river toward the city gate.

The Yan'an people gathered at the gate of the city clearly felt that the people who came this time were different. What happened to the dozen people standing in front of the crowd. Among the people in military uniforms, in addition to the Eighth Route Army officers in gray uniforms, there were also five or six scared Kuomintang officers and journalists in yellow uniforms.

To the closed Yan'an people, the name Zhuang Jihua has no meaning at all. They only know that the person who came was a big man. They did not see Director Jin and several unknown officers standing at the front of the queue. These officers were obviously Director Jin's superiors.

"Welcome General Zhuang Jihua!"

"Welcome General Zhuang to visit Yan'an!"

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The light car turned around the foot of the mountain, and warm cheers burst out from the welcome crowd. Through the dust, the shocking waist drum array appeared in front of you.

The car network stopped steadily. Zhuang Jihua opened the door before the Eighth Route Army that came up, nor did he wait for Wu Ziniu to get out of the car. He opened the door himself and jumped out of the car. He let out a long sigh.

"Welcome, welcome! General Zhuang welcomes you to Yan'an!"

The Eighth Route Army cadres who came towards him stretched out their enthusiastic hands. Zhuang Jihua was a little stunned and still stretched out his hands. He held his hands together. Zhuang Jihua felt that the hands were very powerful. He looked at the other party with a gentle look. The man's eyes were full of smiles.

"Cultural Revolution, this is Director Jin of the Border Region Communications Department."

Xuan Xiafu rushed from behind. Seeing that Zhuang Jihua was hesitant, he hurriedly introduced him. Zhuang Jihua smiled slightly and said, "Director Jin. Hello, hello."

Director Jin also introduced several representatives of the Eighth Route Army behind him: "Comrade Li Dingming, Vice Chairman of the Border Region, Secretary-General Cao, and Deputy Director Sheng of the Communication Department."

Director Jin observed Zhuang Jihua's expression while introducing him. Seeing that he always had a gentle smile on his face, he could not tell how excited he was or how disappointed he was. The list of people coming to greet today was decided by the Central Committee, and he didn't know why he was like this. In the past, some important figures have also come to Yan'an, such as Huang Yanpei and Liang Zhiming; there are also senior officials of the Kuomintang, such as Wei Lihuang and Deng Baoshan; although Zhuang Jihua has the highest status, he is obviously not as famous as Huang Yanpei, and the central government attaches great importance to him than anyone in the past.

"Report! Humiliation, the base camp dispatched Yan'an liaison staff officer Zhou Liwu"

"Xu Foguan"

"Guo Zhongrong" "Observer of the General Staff, Liu Junming, and Ma Xiao."

"General Zhuang, observer of the National Government in Yan'an

The performance of the personnel dispatched by the National Government was completely different. The soldiers were all military salutes, while the government came out with a long robe and horse, and handed over as a gift. Zhuang Jihua still kept smiling and returned the salute.

At this time, his eyes noticed a thin figure coming from behind the crowd, with a thin face and wide glasses. Although it was not yet cold, he had already put on a military coat, with a hint of warmth in his eyes and his steps were gentle and stable.

"Xiangqian, ha, you are actually in Yan'an." Zhuang Jihua walked over quickly with some surprise. He did not expect to see Xu Xiangqian. Among the generals, Xu Xiangqian and Chen Ma were the most familiar to him, but he thought they should be in the Taihang Mountains or the Shandong base.

"Where are you not in Yan'an?" Xu Xiangqian smiled slightly and held Zhuang Jihua's hand.

"I heard that you were in Shandong a few years ago, and I beat Qin Qirong up and down, thinking you were still there." Zhuang Jihua said, looking him up and down. Then he shook his head slightly: "Your condition doesn't look very good."

"We are in poor health and are young when we come back to recuperate." Xu Xiangqian said without comment: "We haven't seen each other for fifteen years in the Cultural Revolution."

"From 27th to now, hasn't it been fifteen years?" Zhuang Jihua sighed: "Time flies so fast, we are almost old." Speaking of this, he was a little sad: "Are you married? How old is your child? Are you in Yan'an?"

Xu Xiangqian shook his head slightly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. His wife was killed in the anti-counterfeiting. At that time, he was commanding the battle on the front line. After the battle, he kept inquiring everywhere, but there was no news about her. He did not know until Yan'an. Over the years, he has been single.

Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised. The age registered in Huangpu showed that Xu Xiangqian was only one year older than him, and now he was over forty years old. He was not married yet. He felt that there must be hidden words in it and changed his words.

"What is the medical conditions in Yan'an? If it doesn't work, you can go to Chongqing. The medical conditions there are pretty good.

"The doctors in Yan'an are very good, but they lack medicines and supplies. You are very strong in blockade." Xu Xiangqian's tone was still so calm, with a little ridicule.

"Don't come to me, this is not my decision." Zhuang Jihua was very sensitive and immediately noticed the hidden smell in Xu Xiang's words: "We can't explain this clearly. Do you still remember Wu Ziniu and Gong Xiu's paintings?"

Gong Xiuhua and Wu Ziniu were also old acquaintances in the Guangzhou period. Liangba and Xu Xiangqian were not with Xu Xiangqian. Several people were greeting each other. Foreign Minister Jin had no other friends. He obviously felt that Zhuang Jihua was different from the moment. The smile just now was more polite, while the smile now was more from the heart.

"Why is this a very nostalgic person?" Director Jin judged in his heart. At this time, he saw Xuan Xiafu say a few words, Zhuang Jihua turned around and walked towards him, and he hurriedly met him.

"Director Jin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhuang Jihua apologized: "I didn't expect to meet an old friend as soon as I arrived. Xiangqian and I haven't seen each other for fifteen years. I was a little disobedient. Please forgive me, Director Jin.

Director Jin smiled very well: "General Zhuang is a man of temperament, and we know very well about the relationship with Principal Xu. There is nothing to forgive or not. If you arrived a few days earlier, Comrade Chen Ma was still in Yan'an at that time."

"Oh?" Zhuang Jihua was really surprised that Little Yan'an understood his situation and he was not surprised at all, but Chen Yong was still in Yan'an but surprised him.

"The situation in North China is tense, and Okamura Yanji is preparing to launch a large-scale attack in North China. Comrade Chen Yong urgently returns to the front line.

Zhuang Jihua hesitated a little, and after Li Takanosuke went to the Soviet-Russian battlefield, the intelligence in North China was disconnected. He could still get intelligence, which shows that they have made great progress in Japan's intelligence work.

Accompanied by Director Jin, the group walked through the waist drum array and entered Yan'an City. The noise and bustle at the city gate were in sharp contrast to the city. There was no welcome crowd on both sides of the road. When Zhuang Jihua and the others walked by, these people just took a few curious glances and then continued to do their own work.

From the outside, Yan'an is not big. Compared with Chongqing, it is just a small town. The shops on both sides of the streets are old, the business does not look prosperous, and there are not many customers in the store. People living in the city are far less than those living outside the city. There are neat caves dug on the far hillside, and occasionally you can hear neat and loud singing.

From the city gate to the social hospitality room, in just a dozen ways, Zhuang Jihua discovered that Yan'an's biggest feature is neatness. Although the city is addicted to poverty, the management is very good. The streets are neat and the ground is clean, and the clothes on pedestrians are small but old but clean. In addition, there are many military uniforms. This city is full of men and women in military uniforms, young, older, normal, and disabled, all wearing neat military uniforms.

"This is the condition for our Yan'an. We can only ask General Zhuang to give in." Director Jin rubbed his hands and said apologetically. "This place is pretty good. Zhuang Jihua looked around. This is still a cave, but unlike ordinary people's houses, the kang is at the entrance. This cave is quite large. It is divided into two rooms inside and outside, the outside is a reception room. The inner room is a bedroom, but there is no bed inside but a kang.

There is a table, a few chairs in the reception room, a water bottle and a few tea cups on the table, and a stove in the middle of the room, with oily water burning on it, and the whole room is very simple.

Wu Ziniu turned around and said to Director Jin, "Director Jin, can you bring Zhang Zhan Bed?"

Director Jin was stunned, then he understood that he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Vice Adjutant Wu, this place is absolutely safe.

Wu Ziniu did not give in, but just stared at him.

"Okay, I'll inform you immediately and get a camp bed for Adjutant Wu.

"No need." Zhuang Jihua then stopped: "Zi Niu, don't worry in Yan'an, there will be no problem.

"Commander, you have to listen to my Wu Ziniu's resignation, but shook his head firmly. Gong Xiuhua looked at Wu Ziniu, and she also interrupted: "Director Jin, just do as Wu Ziniu said

Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised. He Gong Xiuhua and Wu Ziniu shook their heads and said, "You don't talk anymore. Just do what I said.

Director Jin felt a little unhappy, and Xu Xiangqian said, "Old Jin. Forget it, let's do it according to General Zhuang's wishes. Wu Ziniu, Yan'an's public security is very good. Whether it is a Kuomintang spy or a Japanese spy, it is impossible to get here.

After saying that, Xu Xiangqian said to Zhuang Jihua in time: "Cultural Revolution, I am now the president of the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University. Today I will take the time to pick you up. I will have a meeting later. If you have time, you can come to our school and talk to our students."

Zhuang Jihua did not try to keep Xu Xiangqian out of the door, and Director Jin and Xuan Xiafu also said goodbye. After leaving, Director Jin couldn't help complaining. Xu Xiangqian shook his head: "Lao Jin, Wu Ziniu is not the one who needs to be guarded against. He has grown up over the years. He is so thick and thin.

We are not the ones who are guarding us? Director Jin was stunned. After a while, he turned his head and asked Xuan Xiafu: "Old Xuan, what does Mr. Xu mean is that the Kuomintang is going to assassinate Zhuang Jihua in Yan'an?"

"Not necessarily, but his relationship with Chiang Kai-shek is in a subtle way. Xuan Xiafu is even more smart. As soon as Xu Xiangqian said, he knew that he was wrong. He turned around and was waiting in the yard to meet the Kuomintang Office in Yan'an. These people are either the Central Commission for the Military Control Commission. Will there be killers among them? The relationship between Zhuang Jihua and Chiang Kai-shek is so tense?

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