The western-bound rider

  In January 1938, a cavalry unit appeared outside the city of Di Hua. The young officer leading the unit galloped ahead, far away from his troops. The defenders on the city wall shouted: "The commander is coming! The commander is attacking!" Rifles and machine guns fired loudly, an armored unit came out of the city to engage in battle, and planes from the air force circled and strafed. Director Sheng personally arrived at the front line, setting up his command center on the city wall, directing the provincial army to fiercely counterattack.

  After a fierce battle of two hours, no counterattack from Ma Zhongying was heard. The plane flew low and reported to Sheng via wireless telegraph that the troops in the suburbs were not

  It's bandits, it's our own people. The supervisor asked them where they came from, and they replied that they were Chinese troops entering the border from Tacheng. The supervisor was anxious: What about rice, flowers, books, and warehouses?

  "Beat them to death." The supervisor told his men: "After Ma Zhongying was poisoned, he disappeared without a trace. The Soviets couldn't find his body and said that he rode his horse into the sea, but since horses can swim, he came back again."

  The staff at the command post set up their binoculars and observed carefully, and what they saw was indeed Ma Zhongying. Ma Zhongying rode a big grey horse, holding a cavalry sword, running back and forth under the city wall, ignoring the bullets flying around him like locusts. The old soldiers said that Commander Ma had been like this when fighting against the Northwestern Army, never dodging bullets.

  Later, everyone's guns fell silent. They looked down and saw Ma Zhongying standing under the wall, asking what was going on. Everyone's necks were stretched out long, their empty mouths flapping open with soft tongues, as if they had been strangled for half a night. Ma Zhongying demanded that Du Bao come up with an explanation. Du Bao brushed off the dust from his military cap, smoothed out his queue, and adjusted his sword and pistol holster, spotless. With standard military posture, he stepped onto the city wall: "You've arrived just in time. I heard you were dead, but I didn't believe it. I've been searching for you for four years, and this time I'll make sure you won't escape."

  Ma Zhongying under the city wall shouted: "Big brother, you don't recognize me anymore. I am Lao Si Shi Qi."

  Sheng Shiqi, the fourth brother of Director Sheng, took off his military cap on the big gray horse, revealing a large bun identical to that of his older brother Sheng Shicai. The guards looked closely and indeed it was Sheng Shiqi. In his early twenties, wearing a military cap and white gloves, riding this big gray horse, he was almost indistinguishable from Ma Zhongying.

  The old soldiers said: "Sheng Zhi Chang scared us half to death."

  Sheng Shi burst out laughing. He had just returned from studying in the Soviet Union and entered the country through Tacheng.

  The supervisor said: "How can you ride this kind of horse? Ma Zhongying rides this kind of horse."

  Sheng Shiqi said: "This is sent by the Tartar horsemen of Alma-Ata. The Tatars used to be Chinese, they could come to Xinjiang before, but now they can't, their horses have returned to the Tian Shan Mountains."

  Sheng Shi Qi was appointed as the commander of a mechanized brigade, but he rarely drove armored vehicles. He had gotten tired of driving tanks at the Armored Academy. He liked galloping on horseback. When his big grey horse ran like a whirlwind, he drew out his saber and chopped at wooden stakes. His knife skills were fierce and beautiful, drawing and chopping in one smooth motion, almost invisible in action. A flash of white light, and the wooden stake was cut off at the waist or split at an angle.

  He never brought any guards with him on his long journeys, often riding alone into the depths of the Tian Shan mountains. When he returned, there was always an eagle perched on his saddle, so lifelike it seemed to be a part of the beautiful patterns on the horse's back. Until one day, the eagle dodged bullets and pecked at his forehead with its sharp beak, drinking his blood. After it had drunk its fill, it spread its wings and soared into the blue sky, carrying his blood deep into the sun. When the wound healed, a scar appeared on his forehead, as white as bone, about the size of a tooth, hidden in his black hair, just like an eagle's eye, making people feel a chill run down their spine.

  After Sheng Traveling Long's blood was drunk by the eagle, he went to the mountains again, but he didn't hunt eagles anymore. On his saddle hung either a lynx or a brown bear. When autumn arrived, Sheng Traveling Long led his horse to the riverbank and wouldn't let it drink water. He fed his horse apples, and a whole bucket of apples was eaten clean. The horse's fart smelled incredibly fragrant. Sheng Traveling Long leaped onto the horse's back and galloped deep into the grasslands. The pasture was misty, and the horse's round and sturdy buttocks were as fragrant as the apples it had eaten.

  Those old soldiers who fought with Ma Zhongying said: "The commander is like this, and the soldiers under his command are all hard as stone."

  "The Soviet Red Army used planes and tanks to gnaw at them with great difficulty."

  "Some people say: 'Is Sheng Zhiyuan a substitute for Ma Zhongying? The Soviets are secretly doing something, what can't they do?'"

  Rumors spread quickly, and the people of Di Hua City all knew about it. Wherever Sheng Travel Long went, there were always countless pairs of eyes staring at him, and when Da Huima approached them, their eyes and mouths were all open, emitting a divine light and letting out screams, and after Da Huima disappeared, they thought they were dreaming.

  The governor's office held a meeting to discuss this issue, and Sheng Shicai said: "There is no need to discuss it. I just won't wear the military cap." Sheng Shicai took off his military cap, and indeed he was exactly like Governor Sheng. The provincial officials were amazed, and everyone said: "Put on your hat, let us take a look." General Sheng put on his hat again, and suddenly became another Ma Zhongying. A Gansu official present said: "If you go back to Hezhou now, I guarantee that you can bring out an army of one division."

  Sheng Shicai declared that in order to distinguish himself from Ma Zhongying, he would no longer wear a military cap.

  Everyone says: "Summer is easy to say, what about winter?"

  Sheng Zhiyong said: "In ancient times, generals did not wear fur coats in winter and did not hold umbrellas in summer. Revolutionary soldiers do not wear military caps and will not freeze to death."

  Sheng Zhi Chang Guang stood in the snow for an hour with his head held high, majestic and unwavering. The Soviet advisor also praised him to no end.

  For a period of time, everyone was worried about him. In recent years, anyone who posed a threat to the regime, whether they had a family or not, has been eliminated.

  Sheng Duoban said: "Don't doubt Lao Si's loyalty, he is a true revolutionary youth."

  Everyone felt embarrassed.

  Sheng Duoban said: "When I graduated from the Imperial Military Academy in Tokyo, he had just been admitted to this school. He studied cavalry, and Japan's cavalry was quite formidable. The cavalry has great potential in Xinjiang."

  It's the first time for a government official to hear his superior praising others, and he was sincere and genuine. They were like close brothers, with no need to hide their fraternal feelings.

  For a long time, the official of the public office found that Du Bao was gazing deeply at his fourth brother in the distance. People read a person's memories on Du Bao's face, and people heard Du Bao humming a military song, which was sung by Japanese naval officers during the Russo-Japanese War. Du Bao's face and the surrounding space suddenly turned into a vast blue ocean. Sharif Khan, an official of the Kazakh tribe, couldn't help but sing along: I once held a hawk to hunt, I also rode a horse galloping like a shooting star, my black hair was covered with frost and snow, like a full moon face where is it now? I wasted my years, now tears of regret flow across my face.

  Alas, youth, I couldn't grasp you, and let you slip away.

  Shariyfu Khan sang "Folk Wisdom" of Uyghur classic. The supervisor was awake at this time.

  When Duoban saw his youth and passion burning in others, what about him? The real him had long since disappeared. Death quietly and imperceptibly replaced life. Who was sitting upright in his chest? Duoban was restored to its original state. The awakened Duoban was frightening. Sarifuhan was executed that night.

  One night, Du Bao had a dream that he was hanging in mid-air with a noose suspended from the top of the sky. His four limbs were trembling and his wife Qiu Yu Fang asked him who the murderer was. Du Bao said it was himself. His wife said: "I know who you want to kill now."

  "My wife said: 'You want to kill Lao Si.'"

  "We are close brothers, even if I were to kill all Uighurs, it wouldn't be possible for me to harm my own people."

  "Others don't understand you, but I don't either? Fourth brother will die at your hands sooner or later." The wife also said, "This is your fate, whether you believe it or not."

  In 1941, Hitler invaded the Soviet Union and approached Moscow, which was a good opportunity for Sheng to get rid of Soviet control. Sheng used the power of the National Government to put pressure on the Soviet Union, and Stalin recalled his Soviet advisers. The Soviet tank troops stationed in Hami were likely to clash with the provincial army at any time. Sheng ordered the mechanized brigade to deploy along the Ditao Highway. Brigade commander Sheng Shi-chi had studied at the Moscow Red Army University and believed in Marxism-Leninism, he was a true believer and found it difficult to accept his brother Sheng's cunning and mysterious tactics.

  Fourth Brother asked Big Brother: "The Six Great Policies were drafted by you personally, are you going to destroy them with your own hands?"

  Big brother told him: "Pro-Russian United Front is inevitable, Xinjiang's situation is complicated, and we must adapt to changing circumstances."

  Big brother told him: "Politicians have no eternal enemies and no eternal friends."

  Lao Si said: "The Nationalist Party is so corrupt, and you still consider them friends?" Lao Si said: "I don't want to be a brigade commander, I just want to work with one person."

  The elder brother's attitude was gentle and his words were humble, advising the fourth brother to change his political stance. He said: "Germany, Japan, and Italy have formed an alliance, and resisting Japan is absolutely hopeless. The Nationalist Party cannot save China, nor can the Communist Party. We should adapt to the trend, the current situation is unstable, and it has reached a critical juncture. Considering our fraternal relationship, we must go through thick and thin together!"

  Lao Si said: "This time the world war, the West has Stalin, the East has *, although fascism is crazy for a while, it will surely perish in the future. Soldiers take fighting as their duty, failure should be accompanied by the destruction of the country. You insist on making trouble, I would rather take my mother to beg for food, and absolutely not take the road of surrender and destruction."

  "My wife Qiu Yufang said: 'Your calamity has arrived.'"

  Sheng Dou said: "Just remove him from his post, no need to kill him."

  "My wife said: 'The young and vigorous faction worships him, don't you remember how the military school students worshiped you when you were an instructor? Jin Shuren was at a loss. Fourth Brother has been a brigade commander for so many years, if you move him, aren't you afraid of causing a mutiny?"

  Du Bao put his hands on his wife's shoulders, and every time Qiu Yufang's shoulders gave him strength. The design of the first two conspiracies was inspired by the beauty's shoulders.

  Each Great Purge was carefully designed to look like a spontaneous uprising of the people against some perceived threat, with the first purge targeting imperialist spies and feudal landlords and bureaucrats, and the second purge targeting those who had helped Mao rise to power and progressive cultural figures led by Du Zhongyuan.

  The third conspiracy riot case was designed to be anti-communist. The party members were different from those who came from the Soviet Union, some of whom had a corrupt lifestyle and no credibility. In contrast, those who came from Yan'an were honest and efficient, with Mao Zemin serving as the head of the Finance Department and Lin Jilu in charge of academic affairs at Xinjiang College. Their influence among the people of all ethnic groups expanded rapidly. Sheng Duoban had a conversation with Huang Huoqing, Lin Jilu, and Li Yunyang, saying "Xinjiang has a strong feudal color, the situation is special, and we can't apply the Yan'an model here. You have made left-leaning and adventurous mistakes. The six major policies are communism, no need to bring communism from Yan'an." Lin Jilu was transferred to southern Xinjiang, and soon after taking office, the appearance of Kuche changed completely, with his noble character being admired by people of all ethnic groups. The fabrication work of the third conspiracy riot case was once again hindered.

  When Sheng Du was busy and his mind was in a mess, he would think of Qiu Yufang's incredibly beautiful shoulders. The more he touched the beauty's shoulders, the rounder they became. "I want to hear your voice," said Du.

  "Really want to hear?" The beauty Qiu Yu Fang has already entered a wonderful state, her voice is like the sound of heaven, "We let the Northeast Army beat Ma Zhongying, Ma Zhongying was defeated, and the officers and soldiers of the Northeast Army yearned to be riders."

  "They've been cleared out."

  Qiu Yu Fang said: "We sent our fourth brother to Moscow for studies, just to show Stalin, but he actually became a genuine one. It's about individual subordination to the organization, and for the sake of ideology, without regard for family. You first take Fourth Brother as a comrade, and only then is he your brother."

  Fourth brother, indeed there is an insulating body in the middle, Sheng Du thought it through. The third conspiracy riot case started with fourth brother.

  On March 29, 1942, Sheng Shicai was chatting with his advisor Chen Wenfan at home when Sheng's bodyguard and a guard entered the room. Chen hid in the kitchen. The bodyguard stood watch outside the door while Sheng and the guard went into the bedroom. After a gunshot, Sheng exited the courtyard with the bodyguard and the guard. Chen returned to his advisory position but was seen by the bodyguard and arrested that night.

  Sheng Shi's wife, Chen Xiuying, was also arrested. The net of arrest included all the students who remained in the Soviet Union, military school graduates with close ties to the Soviets, personnel, the chief of staff and regimental commander of Sheng Shi's mechanized brigade, etc., were all arrested.

  As planned in advance, Shengshi Qi's wife Chen Xiuying had an affair with someone outside and colluded with her lover to murder her husband.

  The document submitted to Stalin reads: "Chen Xiuying had a physical relationship with outsiders (the supervisor added **two words in red pen between physical and relationship), and the murder of Sheng Shicai was a conspiracy by the Kuomintang reactionaries in Xinjiang to oppose the Soviet Union, communism, and the Sixth National Congress." The document submitted to Chiang Kai-shek reads: "The assassination of Sheng Shicai is a *conspiracy in Xinjiang." Chiang Kai-shek immediately dispatched the head of the special agents, Dong Xiangguang, with an investigation team to Xinjiang.

  Du Zhong instructed Dong Xiangguang: We must make **, the person in charge in Xinjiang, betray or leave the party.

  The various instruments of torture were used to the extreme, and under them came Lin Ji Road's "Prisoner's Song": Darkness swallowed up the physical body, shackles broke off the wings of freedom, prisoner, new prisoner! Firmly hold on to your beliefs, stand firm in your stance! Beheading, shooting, informing family members after death, severe torture, usual meal, ordinary design plan did not succeed. Lin Ji Road, Mao Zemin and others were secretly executed.

  The key figure in the next step is Chen Xiuying, the wife of Shi Siqi. If a confrontation with her takes place in front of the Central Trial Committee, and it is proven that Chen Xiuying's adultery is true and Shi Siqi was secretly murdered, then...

  So this riot conspiracy case is true then.

  Chen Xiuying was locked up in the Catholic Church at 137 Xiaodongliang. After several rounds of torture, she had already been skinned and flesh torn apart, but to little effect. Director Sheng had no choice but to ask his wife Qiu Yufang to take action.

  Qiu Yu Fang came to No. 137 and said: "Fourth Aunt, aren't you thinking of your child? If you confess, I'll send them over to you, or you can go home." A mother's love for her child is harder to bear than torture, Chen Xiuying admitted to having an ambiguous relationship with Xiao Moumou, but had nothing to do with *. Sheng Shi Qi's youngest son was sent to No. 137, and the mother and son were reunited. Qiu Yu Fang said: "Fourth Aunt, since you admit to being able to... then, not being able to... this won't work! As long as you agree that your adultery with Moumou is true, I'll agree to whatever conditions you propose. You only need to answer one question truthfully when confronted with Moumou, and all problems can be easily resolved. For the sake of your child, Fourth Aunt, please agree!"

  "Get out! This kind of thing can only happen in your Qiu family. I don't want the child, let me tell you, I don't even know that Xiao guy."

  The entire plan ended in failure.

  When the sun came out, Fourth Aunt saw Death. Death was wearing a black cloak and looked majestic and invincible. Fourth Aunt said a few words and then died.

  "Did she say anything?"

  "She said she saw death."

  The supervisor said: "Death is her Prince Charming on a white horse."

  The executioner said: "She also asked why death doesn't ride a horse? Death was very embarrassed. She said the real death is on horseback, and death that doesn't ride a horse is fake."

  Her husband didn't like tanks, he spent his days on horseback, horses were his soul.

  The third conspiracy riot case fell through from design to conclusion.

  Starting from the execution of Chen Zhong, Li Xiaotian and Tao Minghe in 1934, the supervisor got rid of a large number of military and political officials under the pretext of eliminating Trotskyists, drove away pro-communist personnel, and eliminated Du Chongyue under the pretext of eliminating Han traitors. Punished Mao Dun, Zhao Dan, Lu Yefei, deceived and manipulated the Communist International and the Kuomintang Central Committee, each time making false become true. But this time, he fell into the hands of a woman. Qiu Yu Fang comforted her husband: "Even monkeys have to take a nap, King Qi Huan Xing with an army of one hundred thousand, winning every battle, conquering every city, didn't they also fall into the hands of Empress Lü?"

  The supervisor let out a deep sigh: "I'm worried." The supervisor pointed to the two characters "**" on the document, "Giving her a lamp can only vent her anger, but there's no evidence, and it won't work out in the end." The supervisor said, "Confucius said that only petty people and women are difficult to raise. Women are the most difficult to deal with."

  The Great Purge did not affect the development of various tasks. Government officials were nervous and diligent, conscientious and responsible, and at all levels, officials had long become startled birds, serious and effective. Fiscal revenue increased year by year, and old bad habits such as corruption, drug addiction, and concubinage in inland provinces were eliminated in Xinjiang. The slogan "Building the Northwest and Recovering the Northeast" was everywhere on the streets of Urumqi.

  The supervisor is still the same as before, personally taking care of everything, being approachable and close to the people. The supervisor personally gave lectures to the Anti-Imperialist Training Class, Military Academy, and Guards Regiment.

  Attend classes, personally receive visitors, and play basketball with guards in their spare time. When Turpan grapes are ripe, the director will give the grapes sent by the local government office to the cadres, who are surprised and delighted. They eat the fruit and spit out loyalty and dedication.

  Qiu Yifang advised Du Bao to take care of his body. The more his wife advised him, the more energetic he became. He was weak in blood and qi, with a weak spleen and stomach, and would vomit at the sight of meat. Meat had become unbearable for him. His bloody nature had disappeared like this. He could not bear anyone's loyalty.

  His wife's advice was of no use. Governance requires more chastity; since he failed with women, he must doubly obtain the chastity of men. This is the difference between a politician and a whoremonger.

  Those days, Du Bang didn't believe that his vitality would disappear, he was full of energy, could eat and sleep well, every meal must have a lot of meat, the fatter the better. The doctor gave advice, Qiu Yufang asked the doctor to tell the truth, the doctor said this is a flash in the pan.

  Qiu Yifang was shocked, "Will the meeting be dismissed?"

  The doctor said: "Du Bao is not in danger of losing his life, but what's dangerous is that Du Bao's vital energy will be severely depleted."

  "He's over 50 years old, how can he be like a young man?"

  The doctor had studied in Germany and was well-versed in both Chinese and Western medicine, with unique research on both. The doctor said: "Fifty is the golden age for politicians, let alone being a military politician."

  That day, the supervisor attended the military school's graduation ceremony and had a meal with the students. The student representative gave a farewell speech to the supervisor, and the first dish was the supervisor's favorite braised pork belly. The supervisor gave each of the students at the same table a piece of red, fatty meat. The braised pork belly was rich but not greasy, and the young men finished it in one bite. As soon as the supervisor swallowed the meat, he saw stars before his eyes and felt extremely nauseous.

  Under the gaze of everyone, Du Ban forcibly swallowed the large piece of fatty meat, his intestines convulsing. The meat strip looked like a large white maggot, plump and sturdy. Every time it moved, a surge of dark water welled up in Du Ban's heart.

  The students were in a state of panic and sent the instructor to the hospital. The instructor didn't dare open his mouth, his lips were like a seawall, he couldn't spit out the black water in front of everyone. Everyone was reluctant to leave the instructor's side, their emotions were stirred up, showing their loyalty and love for the leader. It wasn't until Qiu Yufang appeared that they reluctantly left the hospital room.

  Qiu Yifang brought over the spittoon, which quickly filled up. Du Bao was panting heavily, looking like a hanged ghost who had just been let down from the gallows, his face yellow and bloodless.

  Qiu Yifang said: "I told you to take it easy, but you didn't listen. The doctor has already said that you have a deficiency of blood and qi, and your spleen and stomach are weak."

  "What else did the doctor say?"

  "Abstain from meat and fish."

  "What kind of soldier doesn't eat meat?"

  After shouting, Du Bao had no choice but to face reality, and his youth and passion had long since disappeared, becoming a memory.

  Can't eat meat, this is the core of the problem. Am I going to end up like this? The supervisor stands on the balcony, gazing at the Tianshan Mountains, his heart as if being cut by a knife. The supervisor mounts his warhorse, inspecting the mighty army, his eyes turning black. What's even more deadly is that there are planes taking off from the outskirts of Dihua, heading to the interior to join the battle. The Wuhan Great Battle, Lanzhou Air Battle, Hangzhou Air Battle, the Xinjiang Aviation Brigade's victories are frequently reported, and the Japanese Zero fighter jets shot down are transported to Dihua, a feast for the eyes of people of all ethnicities! The people of Xinjiang call planes "iron old magpies", and the imperialist iron old magpies were beaten into a pile of scrap metal. The people of Xinjiang proudly raised their eyebrows, and imperialism is small, like something that can be compared to with just a little finger. The anti-imperialist army in Xinjiang is fighting against imperialism. The supervisor's ideals seem to have become reality. But the core of the problem isn't this. Meat is not just meat, it's a philosophy, a spirit.

  This kind of thing usually starts very early, but it's often discovered much later. You can infer that from the secrecy surrounding the matter.

  Du Bao's mind was surprisingly calm at this moment, and he himself felt strange. With a strong curiosity, he saw Driver Xiao Chen go in, and soon Madam Qiu Yufang also went in. He could have called a team to surround and capture them alive. This idea was too bold, and it was vetoed as soon as it flashed by. Du Bao lit a cigarette, wondering what else he was waiting for. What he couldn't understand even more was why he was so curious, and he was even a little excited.

  He went around to the backyard, entering through a small gate on the mountain wall side. The backyard was overgrown with robust white poplars that were so thick they seemed to be on the verge of bursting out of the ground. He tread lightly, like a nimble mouse, and could feel the sturdy, long, and strong roots beneath the soil.

  The window is getting closer, no curtains are drawn, and it's not even drawn! This is absolutely a military-like demeanor, not drawing curtains during the day, a very strategic and mysterious meeting! The supervisor didn't have the courage to stand up, the supervisor crouched under the windowsill, listening to the voices inside, just like holding a seashell to listen to the waves of the sea. What a young voice! Xiao Chen is indeed a young man, but the key is Qiu Yufang, Qiu Yufang sounds like a maiden, and the supervisor is too familiar with this kind of female voice. It's been many years since he last heard such a youthful voice. The supervisor was like listening to an opera, until the curtain call. The audience didn't want to leave the theater for a long time.

  The car engine roared to life and Driver Chen drove away.

  Get up and stretch, legs and feet numb.

  Madam Qiu Yufang's face was flushed with excitement, and she asked the supervisor, "How's my complexion?" The supervisor's face was gloomy, and he muttered something under his breath that no one could understand. Jealousy began to burn, and the supervisor was furious! How can you not be angry about this? What's even more infuriating is that the jealousy didn't come until after the adulterous couple had dispersed, and then it flared up suddenly, still smoldering with a faint spark, completely lacking the momentum of a raging fire! Forget it, I won't wait. I'll just have to wait for next time.

  Once this kind of thing starts, it never ends.

  Swallow down a mouthful of white rice. Xinjiang rice is delicious, with good oil quality, better than Northeast China's rice, and even surpassing Japanese rice.

  Another opportunity has arrived. It's that damn GAZ car again, the ones Stalin supported Xinjiang with are all this brand, trucks and sedans are all this brand. Young people take pride in driving. Little Chen who drives a small GAZ is even more awesome. Little Chen drove to the Kazakh steppes, the herders were scared, asking Little Chen: "What kind of thing is this, its eyes are so big, it doesn't eat grass, and it farts so stinkily!" Little Chen brought this joke back to Dihua, Qiu Yufang laughed until her stomach hurt. When a woman's stomach hurts, nothing good will come of it. The supervisor estimated that it was that joke that tied driver Little Chen and his wife together. Damn GAZ car, driver Little Chen always swings the steering wheel a few times, puts it in gear, arches his back and makes an effort to shake it, fiercely shakes it a few times, the small car roars to life, the rear of the car spews out a stream of black smoke, seeing the smoke, Qiu Yufang laughs, holding her stomach in laughter.

  "Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, you little rascal!"

  Xiao Chen didn't hear it. Qiu Yufang ran out onto the balcony.

  "Little Chen, Little Chen, bring your car over, bring it over."

  Xiao Chen drove the car over.

  "You turned off the car."

  Xiao Chen turned off the car.

  "You open it."

  Xiao Chen opened the car. Xiao Chen's posture when starting the car was very good-looking, with his back arched, horse-riding stance, straight waist, and long arm swinging, the car started to roar. This time Qiu Yufang didn't laugh, Qiu Yufang bit her lip, staring straight down... couldn't laugh anymore.

  The supervisor crouched under the window sill, but didn't hear his wife's joke. The air was filled with a sense of despair and pain, a kind of girlish weakness and excitement.

  The eyes are moist and hazy, which is very out of tune with the vast desert. In the hinterland of Central Asia, it's either icy snow or scorching sun, with strong winds howling, and a hazy scene is extremely rare.

  The supervisor was always hot-blooded, furious and impulsive, rushing towards the backyard with his sword drawn. He had thought out a plan, a iron-blooded soldier didn't need anyone's help, one knife was enough. He was very powerful, jumping over the fence like a snow leopard, he liked to imagine himself as a snow leopard. When he arrived under the window, the snow leopard turned into a little rabbit, holding the sword like a crutch. The supervisor's ears were not reliable, hearing that sound made him indulge in it and couldn't extricate himself. Later he stuffed his ears with cotton, didn't want the knife anymore, took out a handgun and loaded it. This was truly a sneak attack, sneak attacks were always like this, mouth shut tight, feet wrapped in cotton, silent as a ghost, descending from the sky like heavenly soldiers. His ears no longer indulged, but his intuition ruined everything, one meter away from the window, the tiny blood vessels on his body suddenly cleared up, every cell was full and round, life was so magnificent, an invisible light rose from his heart. The supervisor took out bullet by bullet from the handgun, bright bullets like a doll's small chicken, who could believe it would explode, destroy a couple's life.

  Director Yu pulled out the cotton balls from his ears, and his ears started to ring like a bird. To be exact, it was Mrs. Qiu and Driver Chen. Chen was too great. Director Yu had no jealousy, only admiration in his heart. Mrs. Qiu hadn't been so happy for a long time. Mrs. Qiu always had the habit of having migraines. In 19th century Europe, noblewomen all got this "rich and noble disease", and the wives of high-ranking officials in Nanjing also got this disease. Not long after Director Yu took office in Xinjiang, Mrs. Qiu naturally started to have headaches too. The Russian doctor from Dihua, the British doctor, and later the senior doctors from Soviet Russia all couldn't cure Mrs. Qiu's migraines.

  The supervisor felt ashamed. The supervisor actually took a gun to deal with his wife. The supervisor put the gun away.

  The lady seemed to know what the governor was going to say and hastened to his side.

  "Darling, I have some wonderful news for you - the doctor has found a miracle cure for me."

  "As long as there is medicine, it's fine."

  The supervisor is very intelligent, and the supervisor admires his wife's wisdom even more. He calls it medicine. How could he not think of this? The imperial harem of the Ottoman Empire had many handsome men with status and position. The madam was having an affair with the driver, what role did the driver play, wasn't he just a servant? The supervisor has a vast and learned mind, it is said that in the imperial harem of the Ottoman Empire, noblewomen never avoided male servants, servants were slaves. From the day the supervisor took office, he had already distanced himself from the common people, this kind of disparity in status, women are more sensitive to. The madam smiled at him all along, he held her hand and patted it lightly. "The medical skills of any country can't compare to those of Chinese medicine, Chinese medicine is like our food culture, all-encompassing and omnipotent, everything that flies in the sky, crawls on the ground, and swims in the water can be used as medicine."

  Qiu Yu Fang returned to Du Bao's arms, and Qiu Yu Fang, who had already entered middle age, excited Du Bao just like a young girl. Within a month, Xiao Chen made several guest appearances, and Madame Qiu looked radiant and refreshed, as if she had been rejuvenated by the spring breeze.

  Supervisor looks at Little Chen, who looks like a big ginseng from Changbai Mountain. Supervisor bursts into laughter, and Little Chen also laughs, but he doesn't know what he's laughing about. Little Chen feels uneasy in his heart. The supervisor would never harm him, so why is he feeling uneasy? Mrs. Qiu understands Little Chen better than he does himself, and she says, "Little Chen, do some business." Suddenly, Little Chen has an idea - Mrs. Qiu is truly great! With a slight nudge, the driver, Little Chen, opens up. Little Chen starts running the army's garment factory part-time, and money starts pouring in. Little Chen stands up straight, feels secure in his heart, and handles things with precision. Mrs. Qiu has a sharp tongue indeed.

  Once when I went to Chongqing for a meeting, Chairman Chiang no longer treated Sheng Shicai as an outsider and often invited Mr. and Mrs. Sheng to dinner at his home. This time when I was visiting, the Chiang couple were somewhat subdued.

  The Xinjiang Office in Chongqing has provided the latest intelligence to Sheng Shicai. Madame Chiang Mei-ling had an affair with American Senator James. Madame Chiang went to the United States to give a speech on the sacred war of resistance, and her charm captivated the entire America, including Senator James. James always found opportunities to come to Chongqing, so many times that Madame Chiang could not resist, and they built a love nest in a hospital. The Chairman is indeed a clever person! But I have an old feeling that something is not right, and Madame's life has become much more complicated. Even Dai Li can only turn a blind eye to this matter. The Chairman was furious and rushed to the hospital with a Thompson submachine gun, but the lovers had just left the scene of their tryst. The Chairman fired wildly at the bed, destroying it completely. Everyone in Chongqing knew about it. The couple didn't speak to each other, and they were at an impasse. The Japanese enemy was launching a crazy attack, and the Chairman was too distracted to work, so everyone was anxious! But who dared to advise him?

  Du Bang and Qiu Yufang happened to come from Xiyu, Chen Cheng and Chen Bulei deliberately arranged this banquet. Everyone was worried about the Sheng family couple.

  As soon as they met, Du Bao mentioned the benefits of traditional Chinese medicine in a few words. Qiu Yufang enthusiastically responded, and the couple showed interest in their secret recipe. With just one sentence, "Changbai Mountain old ginseng", Du Bao hinted at everything, and Chairman Mao suddenly understood.

  "Niang Xi Pi, isn't it just a piece of ginseng?"

  Two ladies simultaneously protested against the man's shamelessness and giggled as they went into the inner room to whisper among themselves.

  Chairman: "Xinjiang has made great progress in recent years. Governing a country is like cooking a small fish, your 'humanity theory' is very important, too important for those who engage in politics, and it has good guiding significance for post-war national reconstruction. When dealing with Europe and America, China's old traditions are far from enough, our cadres' thinking is rigid and can't keep up with the trend of the times, I'm worried."

  "I'm incompetent and can only talk about having a little experience in dealing with the Soviet Union."

  "You're too modest, if all our cadres were like you, China's affairs would be easy to handle." After the storm passed, the Chairman and his wife were as loving as ever. The Chairman couldn't help but exclaim: "Dalei, you're so captivating!"

  "I'm no longer young, at my age, a woman's beauty doesn't come from youth, but from maintenance."

  "Right, take good care of it, first-class maintenance."

  After a few days, the lady went to see James for maintenance. At first, choosing the hospital as the venue for the secret meeting was completely unintentional, but Qiu Yufang said it well, "The body will choose itself, believe in the body."

  The high-ranking officials of the National Government no longer dared to underestimate Director Sheng. The distant Xinjiang not only transported aid materials to the mainland but also brought the way of governance and health preservation techniques. Of course, this secret was limited to a small number of high-level personnel. This was enough, and Director Sheng was very satisfied. Thinking back to those years sitting on a cold bench in Nanjing, it seemed like a different world.

  The days of contentment are very short. Qiu Yufang's eyelids kept twitching. She told this ominous sign to the supervisor, and at first, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that women were always nervous and suspicious. However, his wife's wisdom was evident to all, and many unexpected dangers had been averted under her guidance. The supervisor's eyelids also started twitching now.

  The supervisor sat in his office, and no one came to see him for the entire morning. Just as he was about to hold on a bit longer, footsteps echoed from the corridor, and the supervisor suddenly became spirited. According to the unwritten rules, anyone entering the supervisor's office had to knock three times, enter with their back to the door, take a few steps back, turn around, and report. After finishing the report, they would also back out of the door before turning around outside the door. In the supervisor's drawer, there was a handgun with bullets loaded, and when listening to his subordinates' reports, one hand gripped the gun handle. The tall office desk blocked half of his body, and his subordinates were unaware of these mysteries.

  Just as his hand grasped the gun handle, that person pushed open the door. It was his sister Sheng Shi Tong, the most beautiful girl in Di Hua City, and also the young sister he had liked since childhood. The supervisor almost pulled the trigger.

  "Why aren't you studying hard and instead running around at the government office?"

  "I'm already 20 years old and still in high school."

  "Then go to Xinjiang College."

  "Brother, are you pretending to be ignorant? I finished self-study of Xinjiang College courses last year."

  "Then go study in the Soviet Union."

  The big brother treated the little sister as a treasure, and the hand holding the gun also relaxed, smiling very warmly, revealing white teeth. The little sister was not shy at all, her head leaned against the big brother's ear without saying a word, her face turned red first, hot like charcoal.

  "The Soviet Union is just like Sun Yat-sen University, what good teachers. Brother, I'm telling you, Mr. Wang from the Anti-Imperialist National Salvation Association is a talented scholar, listening to his lectures is simply an artistic enjoyment, even Director Du can't compare to him."

  "Du Chongyuan is a traitor and a spy for Wang Jingwei, can he be compared to Mr. Wang? Mr. Wang is a theorist of the Communist League, not a full-time teacher."

  "Why can't we invite him to our home to give a lecture?"

  "Be your home tutor?"

  "You can also listen, sister-in-law, brother, both of you young nephews can listen too. Such a good teacher, others can't get it."

  The girl's momentum was like a raging fire, and her brother couldn't take it. "You little sister, who in all of Xinjiang dares to treat me like this?"

  "Can't I pursue progress?"

  "It would be better if you went home. When Mr. Wang is not busy at work, take some time to ask him for advice, but don't take up too much of his time."

  "You promised?"

  "Am I being managed like a child?"

  The older brother dialed Mr. Wang's office phone and said two sentences, only then was Shengshi satisfied.

  My eyelids have stopped twitching. Du Bao is puzzled and can't understand, it's clearly a bad omen. Du Bao couldn't even dream that the bad omen would fall on his sister's head. Qiu Yufang asked very detailed questions, the more she asked, the more violently my eyelids twitched.

  "Has little sister fallen in love with Mr. Wang?" Women always consider everything from an emotional perspective.

  "Mr. Wang is almost forty years old, talented and handsome, a typical Jiangnan talent, with such complex experiences, I'm afraid he has a big group of kids?"

  "You don't understand women, when a woman likes someone, she won't care about these things."

  "Mr. Wang is a Communist Party member, the Communist Party is also good, ** is also good, they are all some special people, they only have revolution and faith, there is no space for personal feelings at all."

  "I'm not arguing with you, but why is my eyelid twitching so badly?"

  "Why didn't I jump? I jumped all day, little sister made a fuss, and suddenly it was quiet, nothing happened."

  "Don't be too confident, the Sheng family is all stubborn, isn't Old Fourth a good example? One trip to the Soviet Union and he became a die-hard. "Shi Tong is just a girl, girls are always more romantic, get a little hurt, cry a few times and it's nothing."

  Yu Xiushong, a member of the Communist Party of China with the real name Wang Shoucheng, was one of its earliest leaders. He had studied in Japan and later attended the Sun Yat-sen University in the Soviet Union. Before Wang Ming rose to prominence, Yu Xiushong had already openly exposed his opportunistic nature, which made Wang Ming harbor a grudge against him. Even Wang Ming himself did not believe that he was so bad when he first arrived at the university and gave his first speech in class, which Yu Xiushong saw right through. As Wang Ming's power grew, he became increasingly afraid of Yu Xiushong. The veteran Communist Party member Yu Xiushong was sent to the Soviet Far East region, but due to his outstanding talent and achievements, he rose again and attended the party's representative conference in the Far East region. Wang Ming then took drastic action and threw Yu Xiushong into prison! He used the Great Purge as an opportunity to silence him. Yu Xiushong's meticulous and eloquent appeal was even acknowledged by the KGB, which recognized that he was a steadfast revolutionary. When Sheng Shicai came to power in Xinjiang, Yu Xiushong, under the alias Wang Shoucheng, went to Xinjiang to lead the work of the Anti-Imperialist National Salvation Association.

  A refined Jiangnan talent, a resolute revolutionary, stood out in the remote city of Dihua. Before this, the people of Dihua had already experienced the cultural celebrities from inland metropolises, such as Du Chongyuan, Mao Dun, Sa Kongliao, and Zhao Dan, but their demeanor was overshadowed by Yu Xiusheng and Lin Jilu, these revolutionaries. When Yu Xiusheng gave his first lecture at the Anti-Imperialist National Salvation Association, it lasted for four hours, and the audience forgot to applaud, forgot to cheer; it wasn't until they left the venue and walked onto the streets that they suddenly became excited. On that day, a young girl named Sheng Shijie widened her eyes, then slowly narrowed them, her gaze becoming sharp as a knife, yet weak and terrifying at the same time. A northern girl growing up in the icy desert was sincere and persistent. No matter when she visited Mr. Wang's office, he would always take out time to teach her, from social development history, Hegel's philosophy, Marxist theory, the history of the Communist Party, world history, Chinese history, Soviet literature, new Chinese literature, even music, painting, natural science, and the latest developments in chemistry, physics, and sericulture.

  "You even understand silk?"

  I am from Zhejiang Province, our hometown is a land of fish and rice as well as silk. I studied sericulture in Japan.

  "After the Meiji Restoration in Japan, the sericulture industry surpassed that of China. Xinjiang was on the ancient Silk Road, and Zuo Zongtang brought mulberry cultivation from Jiangnan to Xinjiang during his Western Campaigns, but unfortunately, the yield was not high. The Uyghur people are very clever, and the quality of silk produced in Hotan is extremely good, even better than that of products from Jiangnan. Sericulture has great development prospects in Xinjiang."

  Mr. Wang took out silk from Jiangnan and compared it with Xinjiang's.

  "When you touch it with your hand, the texture is different. Xinjiang silk is smooth and has a certain elasticity, with a thickness similar to woolen goods. Jiangnan silk appears too luxurious and not solemn enough."

  "You've been in Xinjiang for just a few years, and old Xinjiang people don't understand these things even after several lifetimes."

  "This is a magical place, I still had concerns before leaving Moscow. Chinese literati have been depicting the Western Regions as desolate and terrifying since ancient times. Chinese literati are all world-weary and have a weak feminine mentality. Liang Qichao said that China has always had more sentimental daughters and fewer heroic sons, but the vast desert of the Western Regions needs heroic sons, passionate sons."

  "You're a northerner at heart."

  What shocked the world even more was that Mr. Wang dared to move earth on Tai Sui's head, and took out Director Qiu Zongrui's old father-in-law with a knife. Qiu Zongrui was the commander of the Dihua garrison, who forcibly occupied civilian houses in the most prosperous area of Dihua City, engaged in large-scale construction, and built a private forest, just like a feudal emperor. Yu Xiusheng exposed this in the Xinjiang Daily, and with the power of public opinion, investigated Qiu Zongrui, causing a sensation throughout the province.

  "Mr. Wang, you're too awesome! My elder brother doesn't even dare to mess with this old father-in-law of mine, and my sister-in-law is driven mad!"

  "Do you hate me? Commander Qiu is a relative of your family."

  "You think I'm someone who can be swayed by personal relationships? Revolutionaries must prioritize justice over family ties." "Then you shouldn't act so arrogant, revolutionaries handle matters impartially, it's their duty. Otherwise, they're derelict in their duties and unforgivable. The Six Major Policies were personally formulated by the Director, they are the fundamental policies for Xinjiang's development."

  Originally there were five major policies: anti-imperialism, pro-Soviet Union, honesty, peace and construction. After Yu Xiushong arrived, "people's livelihood" was added to become the six major policies.

  "The Republic drove out the emperor, but what rose up were the four big families. The suffering of the people far exceeded that under the Qing government. The future of Xinjiang will absolutely not permit any new feudal forces."

  "My elder brother did it this way, during the April 12th Revolution, the feudal lords of Xinjiang were completely eliminated."

  Yu Xiusheng couldn't say anything more. This simple girl, how could she see through her brother Yu's political tactics, which were rarely seen in the world? In Chongqing, Yan'an, and Moscow, he was able to navigate with ease. Many talented and thoughtful people were deceived by him. He replaced the old feudal forces with new ones, using revolution as a cover-up, and his profits were immeasurable! There's nothing strange under the sun. The cunning Shengshi Cai had such a simple, kind-hearted, and beautiful sister, and also his fourth brother, who once accepted progressive ideas and became a true revolutionary - this was something that Yu himself could not have anticipated.

  Du Bao himself did not expect that his beloved sister Sheng Shi Tong and the iron-clad professional revolutionary Yu Xiusheng would produce a legendary love story. Everything was beyond Du Bao's expectation. Yu Xiusheng was busy with the revolution, until he was 37 years old this year, he had feelings for the opposite sex. After all, it was not the time of youth, and the determined revolutionary locked it in his heart.

  Once, Sheng Shi Tong flipped through Teacher Fan's bookshelf and found a photo in a precious leather-bound book. The first thing that caught his eye was a line of elegant handwriting: "My beloved, willing to be with you forever in sorrow and hardship." The girl in the photo was none other than young Sheng Shi Tong herself.

  This was a marriage that Stalin took an interest in, the Soviet Consul General in Dihua acted as matchmaker and personally sought out Sheng Shicai to discuss it with him, but Sheng firmly opposed it.

  "My sister is still young."

  "Stalin already knows about it, this is a new chapter in Sino-Soviet relations, you must consider it seriously."

  It's hard to insist on supervising anymore, let alone that sister is sincere. Supervision can only be done in bed, talking to Mrs. Qiu Yufang about her heart.

  "My little sister is done for, she will hate me to death."

  Qiu Yifang sneered, "What era are we in now? You're still using that 'Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai' routine."

  "My little sister doesn't understand politics."

  "You're already twenty years old, not a little kid anymore."

  Politics is cruel. In 1937, the supervisor started a large purge for his own political purposes, and Yu Xiushang was arrested and imprisoned first. This kind of crime can only be handled by Moscow. Yu Xiushang knew what awaited him! He had been in prison several times before and managed to turn danger into safety, but this time it was different. Wang Ming and Kang Sheng made a political deal with Director Sheng when they passed through Dihua, framing Yu Xiushang as a Trotskyist. Before boarding the plane, Yu Xiushang said to his wife who came to see him off: "We can't make revolution and live together for a lifetime, I don't know when we'll meet again. You must remember, it's glorious to sacrifice oneself for the revolution."

  Yu Xiusong died in 1939 at the KGB headquarters on Lubyanka Square in the Soviet Union.

  She didn't hear the gunshot in the prosperous world. She remained devoted and waited for her husband to return. She hated her own brother, and from then on, she cut off all ties with him. She changed her surname to her mother's maiden name and renamed herself An Zhijie. An Zhijie left Dihua with her mother and moved to Yu Xiusheng's hometown in Zhejiang Province, where she began a half-century-long journey of searching for her husband.

  The little sister disrupted the governor's heart. The mother resolutely followed her sister. The governor's relatives became fewer and fewer, and his temper became more and more terrifying. The governor's father-in-law's concubine had an affair with someone, and the governor executed this adulteress with a rare and cruel punishment, said to be by using horsehair to strangle her to death one strand at a time. During the execution, Qiu Yufang watched with relish and came back to tell the governor about it.

  "Darling, am I a bit like Daji?"

  "You're really good at making analogies for yourself."

  "What's wrong with Daji? I find those guards looking at me like that."

  "They're fed up."

  "They thought so but didn't say it." "It's even more terrifying to think this way than to actually do it."

  The supervisor started to think of ways to prevent people from having wild thoughts. Perhaps it was a bit too much, one day the supervisor had diarrhea. The water the supervisor drank was the cleanest spring water brought by his father from the water mill ditch. The supervisor personally interrogated him, and his father repeatedly defended himself: "I am your father, how can I harm you? I don't even have this idea." The old man still received a flogging. Because it was an interrogation in prison, the walls were hung with torture instruments, the supervisor was so excited, and there was such an atmosphere, that he grabbed the whip without hesitation and whipped the old man, who cried out for his father and rolled around on the ground.

  His stomach had been hurting for half a month, and the once robust and majestic Du Bao was now as weak as a straw. That damn little sister of his had messed with his mind, and his old man had hurt his stomach. A good man can't withstand three bouts of diarrhea, and Du Bao's temper was flaring up again. Qiu Yu Fang stayed by his bedside day and night, and when Du Bao regained consciousness, the first thing he said was: "It's still Madame who treats me well, damn it, even my own family isn't worth anything." It seemed that Du Bao had completely forgotten about his little sister. Qiu Yu Fang cried, "I don't care about anything else, I just want you to recover soon."

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