The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

"Be careful, be careful, don't dig, there's something down there!"

"It's a black pottery goblet, my God, the shape is perfect."

"There is more here, Professor Li, I found a stone sickle!"

"..."

The archaeological team has gone crazy. In just two days, they unearthed more than 100 pieces of various ancient cultural relics. Especially those black pottery, which are very different from all known pottery at present, and belong to the first discovery in the world.

Zhou Hexuan squatted beside him smoking a cigarette, and asked Zou Huaiping cheerfully, "How big is your security team?"

Zou Huaiping replied truthfully: "There are 3,000 members of the security regiment, and there are thousands of members of the Red Spear Congregation."

"Amazing!" Zhou Hexuan exclaimed. He didn't expect that his unintentional actions would actually create a small warlord. Huang Ziming's strength can already dominate the Luzhong area. After all, this is a power vacuum where no one cares.

Zou Huaiping said: "It's just that it is difficult to raise military salaries, and the relationship between the regiment leader and the local gentry is getting more and more tense."

Zhou Hexuan smiled and didn't answer, because it was an inevitable result.

Last year, bandits were rampant in central Lu, and hungry people were everywhere. Businessmen and gentry could not even guarantee their lives. They desperately hoped that some powerful people would stand up and stabilize the place. So when Huang Ziming was appointed by the Chairman of Shandong Province to secretly form the Luzhong Security Group, these wealthy people were very enthusiastic about giving money and food.

According to the normal practice, Huang Ziming should support the bandits to be self-respecting. While cleaning up the small bandits, while keeping the big bandits to scare people, the gentry can continue to support him.

But Huang Ziming was too upright, he hated bandits, and even wiped out all the bandits nearby.

The businessmen and landlords took a look, hey, the bandits are gone, and we are safe, so why do we need a security team? It's a waste of food, just cancel the security team.

Ever since, Huang Ziming's military salary was difficult to raise. He couldn't bear to engage in crooked ways, and he resolutely refused to do bad things, so that now he is getting poorer and poorer, and the soldiers under his hands can't even eat enough.

If you want to be a warlord in troubled times, you have to abandon the bottom line. Justice and kindness are obstacles.

Zhou Hexuan smiled wryly and said: "Golden belts for killing and setting fires, and no corpses for repairing bridges and paving roads. This is the case in ancient and modern times, let you Captain Huang learn from the bad points."

Zou Huaiping said: "That can't be done. The military adviser said that we are a team for the common people, and we should do good things for the common people."

"Military division?" Zhou Hexuan was shocked when he heard this.

Zou Huaiping said: "That's right, the military advisor is amazing, and even taught us how to read. I have already learned more than 200 characters."

Zhou Hexuan asked: "Your military adviser, have you talked about other great principles?"

"There are a lot of reasons," Zou Huaiping said. "The military adviser said that he wanted to fight the evil gentry, open warehouses to release grain, and help the people. But the regiment leader didn't agree. I think the military adviser made sense, and the evil gentry should be robbed."

Zhou Hexuan was extremely skeptical that the so-called military adviser was probably a member of our party.

Historically, the Red Party began to intervene in the organization of the Red Gun Society in 1927, and established many early armed forces in Shandong.

However, due to various reasons, these armed forces have lost contact with the organization for a long time, and they are in a state of disunity. It was not until the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War that Yan'an sent many political workers to unite these Red Spear Clubs and made great contributions to the anti-Japanese war behind the enemy lines.

How powerful are the anti-Japanese guerrillas behind enemy lines in Shandong?

In the beginning, the guerrillas of the National Army joined forces with the Red Party guerrillas to fight against Japan, but they turned their guns and joined the Japanese army to deal with the Red Party guerrillas. Chang Kaishen even secretly ordered that the guerrilla generals of the national army would rather defect to the enemy as a puppet army than to defect to the Red Party.

At this time, Sun Liangcheng, chairman of Shandong Province, was acting as a big traitor, but he was actually acting according to Chang Kaishen's thinking, and he could feel at ease when he was a puppet army.

The Red Party guerrillas in Shandong faced the double attack of the Japanese army and the national army. Although they suffered extremely heavy losses, they fought more and more and fought more and more bravely, becoming an important armed force of our party.

Zhou Hexuan didn't get to the bottom of it. He didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, so he said a few words casually, and then went to watch the archaeological excavation.

At noon, everyone sat on the floor.

Drinking cold boiled water, eating miscellaneous grains and steamed buns, each of them had extremely excited faces, and exchanged their respective harvests with each other.

Li Ji said happily: "Mingcheng, this is a great discovery, and its archaeological value is not even inferior to that of the oracle bone inscriptions excavated in the Shang Dynasty."

"Congratulations." Zhou Hexuan said.

Li Ji smiled and said, "It should be congratulations, you are also a member of the archaeological team."

Wu Jinding suddenly shouted: "Teacher, another soldier is here."

Without Wu Jinding's reminder, Zhou Hexuan and Li Ji could also hear that more than a dozen horses galloped forward, and the momentum was quite loud.

Huang Ziming jumped off his horse, walked over with a smile and cupped his fists and said, "Hello Mr. Zhou, hello all scholars!"

Li Ji asked: "Mingcheng, who is this officer?"

Zhou Hexuan introduced: "Huang Ziming, head of Luzhong Security Corps."

Li Ji quickly said: "Thank you, Captain Huang, for your help, otherwise we would not be able to carry out archaeological work."

This is true. If Huang Ziming hadn't come forward to make arrangements, the landlords would probably not be willing to sell the land for them to dig.

"Where is it?" Huang Ziming said with a smile, "Without Mr. Zhou, there would be no Luzhong security team, let alone my Huang Ziming today. Mr. Zhou's business is my business. If I don't help, I will be ashamed to be a human being!"

What Huang Ziming said was good enough, Li Ji looked at Zhou Hexuan in surprise, wondering what the relationship between the two of them was.

Zhou Hexuan explained with a smile: "I did a little favor for Captain Huang."

"It's not just a small job, it's a big job!" Huang Ziming immediately emphasized, he waved and said, "Come here, bring the meat!"

Several soldiers took cloth bags from their horses, and each bag contained donkey meat in sauce.

Huang Ziming said embarrassingly: "Everyone who is a university student, if you come to Luzhong to do academic research, then you are my guests, and you should treat them well. But I am also poor, and I can't even afford soldiers. These sauced donkey meat, or I have been reluctant to eat the old donkey who died of illness a while ago, so I gave it to you as a gift today. Don’t think my gift is shabby!”

"Captain Huang is benevolent!" Li Ji said with emotion.

Huang Ziming didn't stay any longer, he cupped his fists and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first!"

This person came and went quickly, and disappeared on horseback in a flash. The archaeologists discussed:

"This Captain Huang is interesting, he's not like an ordinary warlord."

"He is a good man. I heard from the peasants who dug the archaeological pit that Captain Huang is dedicated to doing good deeds, and he is very strict in running the army."

"It's really strange that there are such figures among the warlords."

"When Captain Huang met Mr. Zhou, it was like a student meeting a teacher. What kind of relationship do you think they have?"

"Maybe it's Mr. Zhou's student."

"It's still Mr. Zhou who is the best, and he managed to keep the warlords in order."

"..."

Zhou Hexuan ignored everyone's arguments, wandered around eating donkey meat in sauce, visiting archaeological results everywhere, and picked up a piece of black pottery as a souvenir when no one was paying attention.

In the afternoon, the hired farmers continued to dig the pit, and suddenly felt a little hard while digging, thinking that they had dug into the rock layer.

Zhou Hexuan squatted beside him to watch the excitement, and said with sharp eyes, "Could it be that you dug into the city wall?"

Wu Jinding jumped down to examine it carefully. After a while, he suddenly shouted wildly: "The ancient city wall is the ancient city wall of prehistoric civilization!"

The archaeological site boiled instantly.