Volume 1 Teacher Chapter 31 Peeping
The leisurely wake-up call sounded from the barracks far away in the city, and a new day began.
Perhaps it was the good habits he had developed over the past few years that reminded Dai Jiliang's biological clock to slowly wake up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Dai Jiliang saw two flowers from the Zieg family curled up in his arms, one on the left and one on the right, and an involuntary smug smile appeared on his face.
Although the two sisters were still in a cold war over Dai Jiliang's affair when they were just brought to Hanzhong from Beijing, when faced with the stunning and charming Wen, the two sisters finally stood on a united front for some understandable purpose.
However, in order to get two people to serve him together, Dai Jiliang still made some efforts, but the current results obviously made him extremely proud.
"Master, you're awake."
Although they had consumed a lot of physical energy last night, the three of them were so entangled that the two women felt it as soon as Dai Jiliang moved. They opened their eyes hazily and wanted to change clothes for Dai Jiliang.
"It's still early, go back to sleep."
Dai Jiliang patted their arms and said, "This is not Beijing. You don't need to do housework. Take a nap. When I have exercised well, we can get up and have breakfast together."
It wasn't that Dai Jiliang was being pretentious or self-torturing. He really understood that he wasn't yet at the stage where he could just let go of his guard. So, amid the half-asleep groans of the two women, Dai Jiliang got up.
The Hanzhong Garrison Office and the headquarters of the Shaanxi Army's Second Mixed Brigade were actually just opposite each other on the same street. Dai Jiliang put on his clothes, turned out of the gate, and walked directly into the brigade headquarters. Naturally, a service soldier brought him hot water, and after a quick wash, he started strength training on simple equipment.
"Brigade Commander, why don't you stay home and get some more sleep?"
Dai Jiliang should be on duty today. According to the rules he set, every week, all officers and soldiers below him can take a day off. Those who have families in Hanzhong can go home, and those who don’t have families can go out for a walk on the streets, so it is not unusual for Zhang Zili to ask.
"If you don't move for a day, your body will feel very tired."
Zhang Zilii just asked casually, and Dai Jiliang also answered casually.
"Go and do your thing. I'll be back in a bit. By the way, has Brother Park Chu had his breakfast? Do you want my cook to bring you one?"
"No, I don't want to disobey your Grand Brigade Commander's orders."
The Second Brigade had a clear rule that any officer must eat three meals a day with the soldiers except on rest days. Dai Jiliang set an example himself in this regard, so as the chief of staff, Zhang Zilii would naturally not knowingly violate it.
"Besides, today we have millet porridge, steamed bread and pickled vegetables. Yours is just an egg at most. It will make my sister-in-law's cook run an extra trip. Forget it."
"Oh, you are wrong, I have rice porridge!"
The troops of the Second Brigade were mainly composed of three parts. One was the elite soldiers sent from various counties in western Henan, one was the Shaanxi Army that was disbanded by Lu Jianzhang, and the third was the men of Yanzhao recruited by E Tao from Beijing. But no matter what, they were all men from the north, and their food was naturally very different from that in the south. This made Zhang Zilii, who was from Hubei, and Dai Jiliang, who was from Jiangsu, very uncomfortable. However, in the Second Brigade, only Dai Jiliang had the qualifications and financial resources to get rice for himself. Even E Tao, who was used to eating rice in the old city, could only cook some small dishes occasionally.
"Forget it."
Zhang Zilii's eyes lit up, but then he shook his head.
"My monthly salary is only 80 yuan, and I have to remit most of it back home. Don't get addicted to it, or you won't be able to afford it later."
"Brother Park Chu, you should bring your sister-in-law and the children over."
Dai Jiliang flipped down from the parallel bars.
"We have taken root in Hanzhong, so it won't be a problem if we continue like this."
It has been nearly ten months since they arrived in Hanzhong. Not only did Dai Jiliang and E Tao bring their families over, but Li Guo and Ma Kang also each married a woman from Hanzhong. Only Zhang Zili still has not brought his family from Hubei over, which seems a little special.
"My mother is ill in bed and can't travel far!"
Dai Jiliang always felt that Zhang Zilii's explanation was a cover-up, but it must be said that this cover-up could not be blamed.
As Chinese people, filial piety comes first in everything, and it is only natural to let one's wife and children stay at home to accompany their parents.
"Or, you can find another room in Hanzhong."
Dai Jiliang dropped the dumbbells, lay on the ground doing push-ups, and persuaded Zhang Zilii.
"I'm not saying anything bad about you, Brother Park Chu, but you've never been to a brothel. It's not good for your health to hold it in like this!"
Dai Jiliang's troops prohibit smoking and gambling, but not prostitution. As long as you are willing and do not harm decent women, and you are willing to pay money to stimulate the market, Dai Jiliang does not object, as long as you don't get sick. If you accidentally get sick, then I'm sorry, you will be forced to receive treatment, and you will have to work like a slave for the Second Brigade for the rest of your life.
"never mind."
Zhang Zili shook his head.
"I'm not as sentimental as the brigade commander."
Having said that, he probably didn't want to discuss this issue with Dai Jiliang anymore, so he resorted to a trick and ran away.
"I'll go see if Song Cheng has delivered the transcript from the telegraph office. Commander, just practice slowly."
“This Zhang Puchu!”
Dai Jiliang looked at the back of someone who was fleeing and grinned.
"I'm not going to practice anymore. I'm going home to have breakfast."
"Good boy!"
When Dai Jiliang returned to the backyard of the garrison office, he saw Li Yuan and his one-and-a-half-year-old eldest son Ji Liu waiting for him. He went up to him, picked him up, and flew a circle towards the sky, making the child giggle, before putting him down.
"Why are you waiting for me to have breakfast? Didn't I tell you to eat when you're hungry? I'm a busy person and I don't care about anything. What's wrong with you being hungry?"
"Ji Liu wants to go out and play, so I'm just stopping by."
Since the birth of little Ji Liu, Li Yuan's position as the main wife has become more and more stable. As a result, her personality has become more and more distant. Not only is her heart still worried about Dai Jiliang and his son, but she also doesn't care about the affairs of the family, acting like a hands-off boss.
However, Dai Jiliang also liked her to mind her own business. After all, he didn't like a jealous woman.
“It smells so good!”
Dai Jiliang took the opportunity of handing his son over to Li Yuan to kiss the woman on the face. His frivolous look made Li Yuan's face blush again.
"I'll go to my room at night."
Listening to his wife's barely audible hum, Dai Jiliang proudly led the way into the restaurant.
"Xiu Hexi, you haven't gotten up yet? Then ask the kitchen to keep some warm."
"yes!"
Mrs. Wen looked at the harmonious family of three and a smile appeared on her face. Although the eldest wife did not take care of things, she was always more courteous than others in terms of face. Miaozhi, who took over the management of Dai Jiliang's household voluntarily, was able to escape from the bandit's den alive because of her youth and beauty, but her forbearance and scheming should not be underestimated.
"Master, Madam, shall we use it first?"
After breakfast, Dai Jiliang returned to the garrison office in the front hall and looked through the various reports recently published in the newspapers of various counties in Hanzhong. Although he adopted the policy of laissez-faire in Hanzhong, his desk was still piled with documents regarding primary education in various counties, local judicial trials, likin revenue, road repair grants, etc.
“Bang!”
The door was pushed open forcefully. Dai Jiliang looked up in surprise and saw all the battalion and regiment commanders of the Second Brigade and the staff officers of the brigade headquarters appearing in front of him. Not only that, everyone had an angry expression on their face.
"What's the matter?"
Dai Jiliang's heart sank. He thought quickly, could it be...
As expected, Dai Jiliang guessed it right. Zhang Zilii struggled to put a telegram on Dai Jiliang's desk.
"Today, Japan issued an ultimatum to the President, requiring him to agree to the Twenty-One Demands within 48 hours."
Dai Jiliang stood up suddenly. The Twenty-One Demands that would destroy China! But he soon sat down again, powerless.
This treaty was proposed to the Yuan government by the Japanese ambassador to China, Hioki Masu, as early as the beginning of the year. Although Yuan Shikai delayed the negotiations in every possible way, facing the power of the Japanese and the out-of-reach of European and American countries, it was eventually reached.
The Japanese, who have now touched the bottom line of the great powers, can no longer wait. In 48 hours, that is, the day after tomorrow, May 9, 1935, this treaty, which is extremely damaging to the interests of China and the Chinese people, will be largely accepted by the weak Yuan government.
Dai Jiliang scanned the faces of his officers one by one. The sad and angry looks in their eyes made him feel that there were passionate men in the Beiyang government.
"What do you want to do? Fight to Tokyo?"
Dai Jiliang stood up.
"I want to, but I can't. What is the law of the jungle? Brother Park Chu, you studied in a military academy in the United States, and you should know very well what happened to the Red Indians. Now we are the Red Indians of East Asia, a great country with a 5,000-year heritage. I hate it too that we are weak and sick!"
As Dai Jiliang spoke, he punched the desk with such force that he could even hear the sound of his hand bones cracking.
"Why did I ask you to teach my brothers to read? Is it really just to let them learn to write letters home? No, I want them to understand what home is, what country is, and why we eat food and fight for it!"
Dai Jiliang took a deep breath.
"I know you want to send a joint telegram to Beijing. Very good. I can also be included in the list. But is that the end of it after sending the telegram?"
Dai Jiliang glanced at everyone.
"I don't think it's over yet. In terms of fighting, we can't beat the Japanese devils now, but I want you to help me train the Second Brigade. I want the soldiers to become sergeants in the future, the sergeants to become officers in the future, and you all will become brigade commanders in the future."
Dai Jiliang's voice became high-pitched again.
"We have to leave ourselves a goal, that is, one day we will ride on Mount Fuji and chop down cherry trees with swords, and all this is up to you brothers..."
The riot in the Second Brigade was suppressed by Dai Jiliang, but the riot throughout China had just begun.
On May 9, the Yuan government issued a message announcing its conditional partial acceptance of the Twenty-One Demands imposed by Japan, and at the same time designated this day as a National Humiliation Day.
On May 25, the two countries formally signed the so-called "Sino-Japanese Treaty" and related "Exchange of Notes" in Beijing. At this point, the Chinese people's resentment towards Japan reached its peak.
However, Yuan Shikai did not seize this opportunity to boost public morale and public morale. The subsequent plot to proclaim himself emperor quickly transformed the original dissatisfaction with Japan into anger at his treason. Now China was on the eve of a general outbreak. Dai Jiliang was lurking in Hanzhong, paying close attention and watching this opportunity that might change his own destiny.
