Chen Bijun sneered: "Chen Zhenru, it seems that you are not here to eat Lantern Festival today, but to ask for guilt. Yes, our husband and wife are the master of harmony, the heroes are the master of war, our husband and wife are surrender, and they are the traitors, which is the same as Qin Hui. If that is the case, why don't you kill our husband and wife with a gun? How much saliva will you save?"

He is really a woman. There are so many men present, but only Chen Bijun stands up and fights sharply. Chiang Ching-kuo admires him very much.

Chen Mingshu shook his head lightly: "Mrs. I'm worried that Mr. Wang is misled. Peace is made, and it is definitely not cedes from land. Napoleon has a famous saying, fairness and justice are only within the range of cannons. If we have not defeated the strength of the little Japan, the little Japan will not have a peace talk with us."

Wang Jingwei felt that if he was blindly giving in, it would be unfavorable to his reputation when it was spread, so he spoke: "True, the three battles in Nanjing, Xuzhou, Yucheng have proved that we have the strength to compete with Japan, and the Japanese should also recognize this, so I think the dawn of peace talks has been revealed, and as a weak country, we should not actively close the door to peace talks."

A war started again, and Wang Jingwei brought out the GCD theory of Soviet-Russia threat, but Chen Mingshu and Deng Yanda believed that the Soviet-Russia threat was still far away, but Japan was a threat that was close at hand. Only by defeating Japan first. If the Soviet Union also had to follow the Japanese's footsteps, we could defeat them again.

When the debate was fierce, the phone rang. Zeng Zhongming grabbed the phone, listened to a few words, and called Li Zhilong. Li Zhilong took the phone and listened to a few words, and couldn't help but shout, "Really! I will remember you! I will ask you for merits!"

Looking at Li Zhilong with a festive face, Deng Yanda asked, "Zaitian, what a happy event, look, you are happy."

"You have to jump up even if you say it," Li Zhilong's face was about to laugh: "We, our plane has entered the sky. Yu Dawei called just now. The plane's test flight was successful and it fully meets the design requirements. From now on, we can build the plane ourselves! Five years of hard work will finally come true."

"Oh!" Except for Chiang Ching-kuo and Gao Zongwu, everyone else in the house couldn't help but stand up. This was a huge thing. Eight years ago, at 918, China could not even build heavy artillery. In just seven years of development in the southwest, even the plane was built. This was simply a miracle.

Chongqing is building airplanes. This legend has been a long time ago, but no one has seen the plane come out. Over time, everyone regards it as a legend, but now the legend has come true.

"This is the three joys coming, and it's going to be a big deal!" Chen Mingshu slapped his thigh with joy: "Get the wine!"

Deng Yanda said with emotion: "No wonder the Cultural Revolution said that as long as he was given ten years, he could block the Japanese army in the North China Plain and go north to recover lost territory in fifteen years. If this speed continues, it will not take long for us to defeat Japan."

Wang Jingwei was also surprised. The Southwest Development Team had regulations that any weapon being studied should not be circulated, and the purpose of the factory being built must be kept confidential, so Li Zhilong did not tell Wang Jingwei.

"Zaitian, is this true?" Zeng Zhongming still didn't believe it and insisted on asking.

"Of course, we have been working for four years." Li Zhilong was still very excited. The technical content of aircraft construction was too high, so the National Defense Science and Technology Commission was always under the leadership of the State Council for Science and Technology. The factory was built and handed over to them directly. The Southwest Development Team had no control at all, so he didn't know which day the test flight was tested.

All the literati and soldiers here are all literati and soldiers. They don’t know how much technology is needed to produce aircraft, and they don’t know the complexity of the design process. Otherwise, there will be many questions, and the acquisition of Boeing will probably be exposed.

No one is in the mood to fight for anything now. The living room is full of joy. Both Wang Jingwei and Chen Mingshu think this is a good thing.

After dinner, Deng Yanda really wanted to go to the airport and took Chen Mingshu and Li Zhilong to the airport. Meisping and Zeng Zhongming also followed him, and Gao Zongwu also wanted to go, but Wang Jingwei gave him a wink and he stayed.

After everyone left, Gao Zongwu told Wang Jingwei and Chen Bijun about the detailed process of this trip to Japan, and then he also told Zhou Fohai and Chen Gongbo's opinions. Before Wang Jingwei could speak, Chen Bijun said first: "Zhou Fohai is right. You should stick to it. Isn't it just stop issuing funds? I'll ask Zhou Fohai to approve you."

Gao Zongwu smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he had to go to Hong Kong. Chen Bijun spoke, so Wang Jingwei dared not object. Sure enough, Wang Jingwei said slowly: "The public relations are still too cautious. We should take the initiative to contact the Japanese, and through the peace faction within Japan, we can promote a ceasefire between the two countries, eliminate the war, and allow the people to live a stable life."

"I don't think that Gongbo is too cautious, but is blinded by the so-called victory. He didn't think about it. If he really wants to win, why is Xuzhou lost? I think it's still blown up." Chen Bijun was very dissatisfied with Chen Gongbo. He didn't know how to use such a good opportunity, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Public Bo may have his concerns," Wang Jingwei distinguished the loyal follower, but he did not dare to look at Chen Bijun's face: "However, Zong Wu, contact with the Japanese is still cautious. The issue of withdrawal must be clearly discussed, time and process must be clearly discussed. If Mr. Jiang wants to ask, you must tell him in detail and not hide it."

Gao Zongwu was a little surprised. He, Wang Jingwei, wanted to see from his face whether he was telling the truth, but Wang Jingwei's face was very calm and he could not tell anything. Chen Bijun was a little dissatisfied: "Whatever he did, didn't he let him go?"

Wang Jingwei explained patiently: "After all, Chiang Kai-shek is a national leader recognized by the country, and he is very influential to the army. With his support, the possibility of successful peace talks is greater." Wang Jingwei looked out the window and said in a deep tone: "After you fight, there will be many new widows and orphans in Chongqing, and every family will hold funerals. This tragedy cannot continue."

"Mr.'s compassion for the world is touching. I will do it according to my instructions." Gao Zongwu was deeply moved: "Mr. Don't worry, I will go to Hong Kong in a few days and continue to seek peace."

"You must remember that there must be something that must be clear, that is, withdrawal. Once the treaty is reached, the Japanese must withdraw all of them from the Great Wall. This issue must not be vague." Wang Jingwei's tone was very serious. This issue was related to the legitimacy of their actions and there should be no mistakes.

Of course, Gao Zongwu understood the truth and quickly claimed that it was.

After Gao Zongwu left, Chen Bijun stood up and walked to the wine kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine. She felt her chest blocked, and the unhappiness brought by Chen Mingshu still lingered in her chest.

"Why doesn't Chen Gongbo understand? What a good opportunity this is. Seize this opportunity to force Chiang Kai-shek to step down." Chen Bijun said hatefully that they have been pressed down by Chiang Kai-shek over the years. They have been holding back this tone for too long, so they should have come out.

"Don't be too anxious. The next step for the Japanese is to attack Wuhan. After Wuhan falls, people will understand that our proposition is correct. China is not able to fight against Japan yet." Wang Jingwei stood up leisurely and shook the dust on his body. He was very confident that the gap in strength between China and Japan is obvious, and no one can deny this fact. Once Wuhan falls, people will naturally understand that his proposition is correct.

"I'm still waiting, how long will it take?" Chen Bijun suddenly lost his temper: "You haven't seen that Chen Zhenru has hit the door, how long will it take? Can cats and dogs come to humiliate us? Do you really think we are easy to bully? What if they can defend Wuhan? Zhuang Jihua is so capable, it will be difficult for the Japanese to conquer Wuhan."

Wang Jingwei smiled faintly when he heard this: "Don't worry, based on my understanding of Chiang Kai-shek, Zhuang Jihua may be transferred from the fifth war zone soon."

"Transfer?" Chen Bijun looked at Wang Jingwei in surprise, wondering whether what he said was true or false.

"Yes, after so many years, you don't know about Chiang Kai-shek. Besides, Zhuang Wenge also made a taboo." Wang Jingwei walked to Chen Bijun. He knew that his wife was feeling uncomfortable and looked at her puzzled gaze: "What else is there to understand? One is because of the great achievements and the other is the Southwest Development Team. Do you think he just wanted to train him in Chongqing? I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Chen Bijun nodded thoughtfully. Yes, these two knots are difficult for Zhuang Jihua and Chiang Kai-shek to untie.

After returning from the test flight site, Deng Yanda and Chen Mingshu were still very excited. They went to Deng Yanda's residence in the Southwest Development Team Guesthouse, and then asked Li Zhilong to chat. Unexpectedly, there was Chiang Ching-kuo who came with Li Zhilong. It was hard for the two to say anything. Chiang Ching-kuo quickly realized it, but he didn't leave and sat there steadily, talking about the new plane with everyone.

Deng Yanda's room was newly built by the development team. Outside the development team, there was a bathroom with one bedroom and one living room. The original guesthouse became the dormitory of the students of the cadre school. After the Lugou Bridge Incident, a large number of schools moved in and the source of students in the cadre school increased sharply. Li Zhilong took the opportunity to expand the scale of the cadre school. The original student dormitory was not enough, so he simply changed the guesthouse into a dormitory and built a new guesthouse outside the development team.

"In addition to fighter jets, there are any weapons in your pockets that you take out? Can the bomber be produced?" After saying that, Deng Yanda asked Li Zhilong with interest.

"The Cultural Revolution was very heart-warming, and there were tanks and armored vehicles." Li Zhilong said after smiling that many new factories have been built in the past two years, but most of them have been expanded by the original factory and expanded production scale. For example, the production base in Jiangbeicheng mainly produces light weapons and bullets. In addition, the factories expanded in Rongchang, Longchang, Dianjiang and other places have produced machine guns and cannons. In addition, Guizhou, Yunnan is also working overtime to build new and expansion factories. The steel plant in Yunnan has already started production, but the tank factory provided by Germany has stopped. This factory has built a large factory.

Half, all core equipment was installed, but at this moment, Germany stopped providing equipment at the request of the Japanese, and Yu Dawei organized manpower to solve the problems of the remaining equipment, while the equipment provided by the Soviet Union reached only one-third. The main reason was that the transportation in the northwest was too inconvenient, and there were many bandits, and there was also a Xinjiang issue entangled, so the equipment arrived very slowly, but Li Zhilong was not worried. Penicillin and transistors had not been given to them yet. Only by building the factory, these things were returned to them.

Jiang Ching-kuo knew these situations. Apart from his relationship with Liu Xiang and others, Li Zhilong did not hide anything from him. At this moment, he also added with a smile: "The bomber is currently being developed, mainly because the technology cannot pass the test, and there are all drawing manufacturing equipment, but the core engine and our manufacturing process are not enough. There is no other way to accumulate this. The two seniors, at a fast rate of two years and at a slow rate of three years, we can mass produce 7 bombers."

"Cultural Revolution, alas," Deng Yanda sighed heavily, but this was not disappointment, but appreciation, and annoyance, all kinds of emotions were intertwined: "As farewell, we have been making trouble for so long, but we are not as good as his. In the past ten years, alas."

Seeing this scene, Li Zhilong couldn't say anything. He was looking at Chen Mingshu, hoping that he could come out to persuade him, but Jiang Jingguo smiled and said, "Sir, shouldn't think so. No one can tell the situation back then, but every road leads to Rome. I think General Zhuang's actions prove that it is correct to talk less about ideology and do more practical things. What is the purpose of us joining the revolution? Isn't it just to make the people live a better life?"

"Jingguo said it well, our Kuomintang is not impossible to do, so Chongqing understands it," Deng Yanda recalled the investigation these days. He calmed down his excitement and said solemnly: "I think Chongqing can be the example of our Kuomintang, whether it is economic development, social organizations, or party and youth organizations. Only when our Kuomintang develops like this can there be hope and realize the three meanings."

"Zaitian, what are you going to do next?" Chen Mingshu turned his head and asked.

"Next step," Li Zhilong was stunned. Zhuang Jihua had never said this. He was busy all day long and had no time to think so far. After thinking about it, he said: "We didn't think so far. Everything we do now is aimed at war. Maybe the Cultural Revolution had ideas, but he never said it."

Chen Mingshu then felt that this question was a bit abrupt. He should ask Zhuang Jihua, he is the core of this group of people. All the current political strategies in Chongqing were drafted by him, and all the work was carried out under his guidance. Without his approval, no policy could be implemented anyway.

But Jiang Ching-kuo shook his head and said, "As for the current Chongqing organizations, it is difficult to blame, but I think there are still shortcomings. Opium tobacco restaurants, ji courtyards and prostitutes, and casinos are all cancers on this healthy body and must be eradicated. I think the next step should be to ban drugs, prostitution, and gambling."

Li Zhilong and Shi smiled bitterly almost at the same time. They talked about this issue with Chiang Ching-kuo and persuaded him that it was not the time to deal with these things now, but Chiang Ching-kuo had no idea why, and he firmly wanted to eradicate these things, and his proposal received many support from the development team.

"I think it's OK," Deng Yanda first expressed his support: "I also think this is a major mistake in the Cultural Revolution. Opium poisoned our people for nearly a hundred years, gambling in brothels and corrupting people's morality, and it should have been banned."

"The harm of opium is obvious to all. I heard that when recruiting soldiers during the Cultural Revolution, everyone dared to take any kind of people, but they didn't accept opium smokers. But why didn't he ban smoking in Chongqing?" Chen Mingshu did not agree with Chiang Ching-kuo's proposal, but was a little confused about Zhuang Jihua's allowance and instinctively believed that there must be a reason for it.

"Ah, actually, what Jingguo wants to do, Teng Jie proposed five years ago. When the Blue-Clothing Society was prosperous a few years ago, Deng Wenyi banned gambling and drug control in Wuhan, He Zhonghan checked brothels in Nanjing, and Teng Jie wanted to do the same in Chongqing, but the Cultural Revolution suppressed him. Later, after the Great Wall War of Resistance, the Three Youth Leagues rose, and Teng Jie and I both proposed drug control, but the Cultural Revolution still did not agree..."

Then, Li Zhilong explained the source of Chongqing opium and the relationship between the armies in Sichuan: "So, the anti-drug control requires the risk of intensifying conflicts with the armies in Sichuan. After thinking about the Cultural Revolution for a long time, he still dared not take such risks. He only increased the tax by five times. As for the rest, the Cultural Revolution did not want to move at all."

"Why?" Chen Mingshu was even more puzzled: "Don't he want to ban gambling and prostitution?"

"Yes," nodded with a serious smile: "Above it, this kid is a wealthy slave. In his opinion, gambling is unavoidable, prostitution cannot be banned. As long as there is poverty, as long as there is a woman who hopes to get something for nothing, there will be women and prostitutes. Therefore, it is better to be unblocked, develop first, solve people's livelihood problems, strengthen education, and promote morality. The prostitute will naturally be reduced, and then legislate to prohibit it. As for gambling, there is no need to ban it. Gambling is also an industry. As long as it is managed properly, it will not harm the people, but can solve the employment problems of some people." Speaking of this, he spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "He also took out some states in the United States to talk about it, saying that others can develop the economy through gambling, and we can do the same, as long as the management keeps up."

"How to keep up with management?" Chen Mingshu asked in confusion. Since Zhuang Jihua changed Chongqing and Sichuan, no one dared to underestimate his opinions. Even if he disagrees in his heart, he still wants to understand.

"I don't know this, he didn't say it. To be honest, I haven't figured it out yet." While shaking his head, he asked Li Zhilong with his eyes. Li Zhilong and Zhuang Jihua had the closest relationship in the development team. If anyone knows, it's only Li Zhilong.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhilong shook his head: "I asked, he only said that the current conditions are not ripe, so let them develop first, and then it will naturally come naturally."

"This Cultural Revolution is really hard to understand," Chen Mingshu said: "Is it a gambling license, just like Macau?"

"I think the Cultural Revolution was just too careful," Chiang Ching-kuo said bluntly: "Brother Tian and Senior Yan were too deeply influenced by him. You all believe whatever he said."
Chapter completed!