Chapter 337: Passing the Test by Luck

Wan An opened it and looked through it carefully.

Soon, he found the intelligence regarding Jinhai: "Still here."

"Look again, for Yu Zecheng's." Jianfeng's face showed joy, and he pointed and said.

Wan An soon pulled out a thick stack of black materials regarding Yu Zecheng.

Jianfeng took it himself and compared it one by one with the content of the list sent by Xu Zhidao's telegram.

Not a single sheet was missing.

Hong Zhiyou hadn't touched the materials inside at all.

Thinking of this.

Jianfeng finally understood why Hong Zhiyou had asked Wu Ruirui to come to Xikou.

Wu Ruirui came here purely to express her gratitude to him.

Or rather, Hong Zhiyou didn't think Xikou and himself would pose a threat to him.

There was only one reason: he had a clear conscience and trusted himself.

It was he who had been overthinking.

Seeing loyal subjects in troubled times!

On the parade ground of the Whampoa Military Academy, those officers raised their fists to swear loyalty to his father, yet there were countless traitors.

The former Li Ya stood under the Party flag and swore solemnly, but turned around and defected to Mao Renfeng.

During the trip to Shanghai, from top to bottom, no one responded or favored him, only Hong Zhiyou traveled thousands of miles to Shanghai to share joys and sorrows and forge ahead with him.

He had money and the support of the Americans, so he didn't need to risk his life with Kong Lingkan and his wife in Shanghai at all.

Just because of the word "comrade."

Hong Zhiyou went.

Now that his father had been defeated and stepped down, there were countless people who turned to Li Zongren, watched the fire from the other side, steered with the wind, or had ulterior motives.

It was Hong Zhiyou again who risked his life to sneak back to Jingling, lobby Xu Zhidao under Li Zongren's nose, and plan the burning of Honggong Shrine and all other matters.

If he were not a loyal subject and a good general, how could he repeatedly risk his life and disregard his own life?

One must know that Hong Zhiyou was not a desperate person who couldn't eat and could be bought for one or two silver dollars.

He had a fortune of millions and many beauties.

It is no exaggeration to say that he could live a life more comfortable and happy than his own.

Risking such danger, what was he seeking?

Only the word "loyalty."

"Wan An, what do you think?" Jianfeng closed the materials and looked at the attendant who had followed him for many years.

"Hong Zhiyou ruined Li Zongren's North-South division plan, and the Guangxi clique wishes they could peel his skin and pull his tendons.

"At this juncture, he still dared to sneak back to Jingling and successfully completed the mission.

"He doesn't claim credit, doesn't act arrogant, and didn't tamper with the materials.

"With the demeanor of a gentleman, not failing expectations, this subordinate admires him extremely."

Wan An praised sincerely.

"Hmm.

"Zhiyou is a kind person." Jianfeng also nodded with emotion.

"Call them in, it's time to eat."

He ordered.

"Yes!"

Wan An accepted the order and walked out.

Hong Zhiyou was holding the baby and accompanying Ruirui to appreciate the long corridor and rockery.

"Mr. Hong, dinner is ready, Comrade Jianfeng invites you." Wan An walked over, his expression having less arrogance and more admiration and respect.

"Good, thank you, Attendant Wan."

Hong Zhiyou nodded and returned to the living room.

The food was still simple.

There was an extra dish of braised pork, a dish of sweet and sour carp, and a portion of paste made of potatoes, yams, and taros for the baby to eat.

Hong Zhiyou used public chopsticks as usual to pick up food and serve rice, eating first.

"Zhiyou, what are you doing!

"The Superior hasn't picked up his chopsticks yet."

Wu Ruirui kicked him under the table and reminded him in a low voice.

"No matter, no matter." Jianfeng was already used to it, and waved his hand with a smile.

"Director, you can eat now."

After eating half a bowl, waiting for a moment, Hong Zhiyou said.

Wu Ruirui hurriedly helped serve the rice with a sharp eye.

Halfway through the meal, Jianfeng put down his chopsticks and said:

"Zhiyou.

"I have read the intelligence regarding Jinhai, and I have also received secret reports from Li Ya, all of which show that this Yu Zecheng has problems.

"Li Ya is already dead, and his character is despicable.

"You have a very good relationship with Yu Zecheng, I want to hear your opinion."

Hong Zhiyou knew that the time to decide Yu Zecheng's life or death had come, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "Director, I have never believed that there are so-called Red Party members in the Jinhai Station.

"And I don't believe that the defeat of the Party and State north of the Yangtze River was solely due to intelligence failures.

"The root cause still lies in internal strife and the consumption of internal resources.

"Take Ma Kui, Li Ya, and Lu Qiaoshan; just pick one, their professional ability was very strong, and they were all elite veterans.

"But they all died in the end.

"Died in internal strife.

"When I was there, Ma Kui violated family rules and secretly colluded with the Central Statistics Bureau in order to topple Lu Qiaoshan.

"Li Ya repeatedly designed to frame Lu Qiaoshan using recordings.

"Did Lu Qiaoshan have faults?

"Yes, he just leaked intelligence to the Inspection Team, which at most was a matter within the Party and State system, and didn't delay firing at the enemy.

"But if he and Li Ya hadn't been fighting internally and were of one mind, would he have leaked intelligence to the Inspection Team?

"No, they would have been seamless, making the enemy tremble.

"Similarly, because of internal strife, Lu Qiaoshan frequently reported Li Ya's black materials and secretly dismantled his platform.

"One side was in charge of action, and the other side was in charge of intelligence.

"Intelligence is the eye, and action is the hand.

"However, the two of them disregarded the great cause of the Party and State for personal gain, frequently fighting privately, and in the end, the eyes were blinded, the hands were crippled, and the good Jinhai Station was severely damaged.

"Orders were hard to execute, and strength was hard to apply.

"This kind of sad and lamentable monster phenomenon is almost everywhere in every system of the Party and State.

"From the Military Statistics, Central Statistics, to the municipal government and the army, it is all like this.

"It is truly heartbreaking."

Hong Zhiyou said this, his eyes slightly red, and he sighed long and hard.

"Continue." Jianfeng put down his chopsticks and signaled.

"Director, this is our disadvantage.

"Conversely, the Red Party has a unified faith and tenacious will, always able to gather sand into a tower and rope into a string.

"This is the root gap between the two.

"It is also the root cause of the Party and State's disadvantage.

"Therefore, I don't think Yu Zecheng is a Red Party member.

"Assassinating Li Haifeng, arresting Ji Weimin.

"Including building the station library, foreign affairs negotiations, etc., and when he was Deputy Station Chief, he also had quite a few achievements and ideas.

"The reason he was repeatedly attacked was nothing more than being the Station Chief's student and having outstanding ability, which hindered others' path to promotion.

"And when he assassinated Li Haifeng, he was shot and wounded by Qin Shuangcheng of the Political Security Administration at the Shaanxi Guild Hall.

"This might be related to Whether Zuo Lan.

"According to the interrogation records of Ma Kui and Li Ya on him in the past, Yu Zecheng didn't know that Whether Zuo Lan and Lü Zongfang were Red Party members at that time; Whether Zuo Lan invited him to the Shaanxi Guild Hall, which was perfectly reasonable.

"You can't say that because Whether Zuo Lan is a Red Party member, he is also a Red Party member just because he went to the Shaanxi Guild Hall.

"It was precisely because of these things that although Yu Zecheng had outstanding ability, he was repeatedly unable to display his talent, and in the end, he was just a file clerk.

"A Military Statistics elite who entered the industry in '37 and had died for the country, just because of internal friction and suppression, he was timid and walked on thin ice for several years, unable to move an inch.

"It's truly a pity.

"This was still the Station Chief's student; if it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have been wrongly killed hundreds of times already.

"We always say the Red Party has talent.

"What about our talent?

"In various departments and systems, how many talents like Yu Zecheng have had their pearls covered in dust?"

Hong Zhiyou clenched his fist and continued.

Seeing Jianfeng nodding repeatedly, Wu Ruirui on the side was stunned.

She had always known that Hong Zhiyou was good at coaxing girls.

She didn't expect that when discussing major events, he would be as eloquent as a river.

This guy really had talent!

"What you said is also what breaks my heart.

"Not to mention the Guangxi and Guangdong cliques like Li Zongren, Bai Chongxi, and Chen Hanhun, aren't Mao Renfeng, Kong Xiangxi, and Kong Lingkan the same?

"During the trip to Shanghai, the economy was flourishing, and currency reform was promising.

"It was originally a good game of chess, but it was ruined by these people.

"Internal strife is endless, and great causes are hard to accomplish."

Jianfeng sighed with deep empathy.

"However, do you think Yu Zecheng is not a Red Party member, could it be because the relationship is too close?"

Jianfeng was not completely blown away by his flattery.

"The Director is absolutely right.

"There is also this possibility, after all, I am just a vulgar eye."

Hong Zhiyou laughed, his tone becoming relaxed.

You can't say things too fully.

You must leave a way out for everything; if Old Yu really explodes, you have a retreat.

"Hmm, eat some more, the situation is difficult, try not to waste it."

Jianfeng didn't give an answer, smiled slightly, and changed the subject.

After eating.

Hong Zhiyou prepared to stand up and say goodbye.

"Director.

"Can, can we take a photo with you?"

Wu Ruirui took out a camera from her bag and requested boldly.

"Ruirui, don't be ignorant.

"The Director is busy with official business, where would he have time..." Hong Zhiyou frowned and rolled his eyes at her.

"It's okay.

"It's not like we are outsiders.

"Wan An!"

Jianfeng shouted outside.

Wan An walked in, took Wu Ruirui's Polaroid, took a few shots elsewhere first to ensure the camera was safe, and then said: "It's okay."

"Come, Lele, let Uncle Grandpa hug you."

Jianfeng reached out to the chubby Lele and laughed.

"Director, this, how can we deserve this." Hong Zhiyou and his wife said in fear.

"When I was at the Moscow Sun Yat-sen University, Old Wu and I were classmates and roommates.

"At that time, we were as close as brothers.

"Old Wu is the big brother, and this Uncle Grandpa is a name that fits the reality."

Jianfeng laughed heartily.

"Lele, quick, call Uncle Grandpa." Wu Ruirui was overjoyed and hurriedly handed the baby to Jianfeng.

"Woo, woo-wah-wah."

Lele sucked her fingers and babbled.

"Director, this child is late to speak." Ruirui said hurriedly.

"Late to speak is good, smart, Xiaozhang was like that when she was little.

"Come, you two stand next to me."

Jianfeng greeted them.

Hong Zhiyou and Wu Ruirui stood on the left and right of Jianfeng.

Click!

Wan An pressed the shutter, and after the photo came out and confirmed that Jianfeng's image was fine, he handed it over together.

"Thank you, Attendant Wan." Hong Zhiyou took it and said.

Wan An nodded slightly and retreated to the side.

"Director, it's getting late.

"You should rest early, we won't disturb you anymore."

Seeing that the time was about right, Hong Zhiyou took his wife and child to say goodbye.

"Wan An, you heard everything outside just now, what do you think of these materials?" Jianfeng asked.

"This subordinate thinks that what Hong Zhiyou said is relatively objective.

"First of all, Hong's seniority and level cannot participate in the struggle for Deputy Station Chief of the Jinhai Station.

"So, he can see more clearly as a bystander.

"Furthermore, the intelligence work of the Jinhai Station in the past was remarkable; at least there was no incident of generals surrendering in advance in Jinhai, and Chen Changjie and Sun Chuanzhi fought to the end.

"This shows that the Red Party's underground work in Jinhai was a failure.

"In other words, compared to other places like Wang Puchen's Beiping or Wen Qiang's Northeast, the intelligence work done by Wu Jingzhong in Jinhai was very much in place.

"This does not match the performance of the station being infiltrated like a sieve.

"Compared to the vague 'crimes' left by Yu Zecheng before the liberation, during the old Military Statistics period, the 'crimes' in Li Ya's materials were more real.

"Such as repeatedly sabotaging military aid, wiping out the elite of the political school, and exposing Okamura Yasuji's southward movement, etc.

"Combined with Li Ya's impatience to defect to Mao Renfeng during the period you didn't use him, and continuing to mix sand into the Jinhai intelligence system, it seems more likely that he is a Red Party member.

"But if the action team leader and the confidential section chief were both Red Party members, Wu Jingzhong wouldn't have been able to achieve such remarkable results.

"Therefore, I am more inclined to what Hong Zhiyou said.

"Where would there be so many Red Party members in the Jinhai Station? Everything was just caused by internal strife and internal friction."

Wan An analyzed carefully.

After listening, Jianfeng rubbed his chin.

Wan An had followed him for many years and was also a guard.

In the past, he had no dealings with Hong Zhiyou.

As a bystander, his analysis was naturally credible.

It seemed it was time to put an end to these things.

Hong Zhiyou and Ruirui returned home.

As soon as they entered the door, Chou'er took the sleeping Lele away.

"How was the talk with Jianfeng, did you pass this hurdle?" Wu Jingzhong asked impatiently.

"Dad.

"Look."

Wu Ruirui handed the photo of the family of three with Jianfeng to Wu Jingzhong.

Then, she reported everything that happened that night in detail.

Wu Jingzhong leaned back on the rattan chair, took a sip from the small purple clay teapot, and smiled:

"I know Jianfeng quite well.

"Mindful and meticulous, always decisive in doing things.

"Ruthless to enemies.

"Back in the Soviet Union, he unhesitatingly criticized the Generalissimo publicly and severed his father-son relationship.

"After returning, in Ganxi, he spared no effort to flatter the Generalissimo and, without regard for past feelings, repeatedly carried out mopping-up operations against the Red areas in Ganxi.

"Of course, when treating friends and subordinates, he also has a gentle and approachable side.

"Think about the Soviet farm girl he married; they have been as loving as ever to this day, never wavering because of his high position or the colorful world.

"This shows that he is also a man of emotion.

"Since he could lower his status to acknowledge Lele as his Uncle Grandpa, our family is stable for now."

"Regarding Yu Zecheng, what was Jianfeng's attitude?" He asked again.

"Jianfeng's attitude was very vague, he didn't express it directly." Hong Zhiyou answered.

"Still a trouble." Wu Jingzhong said.

"Wait, I estimate that the next summons will have a result." Hong Zhiyou said.

"That's right.

"Forget it, sleep!"

Wu Jingzhong was too lazy to think about it, put down the teapot, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Hong Zhiyou returned to the bedroom.

"Honey, your eloquence today was truly fascinating, how can you be so amazing?

"Only now do I know that your mouth not only coaxes women.

"It's also worth a hundred thousand soldiers."

As soon as she entered the door, Wu Ruirui hugged his neck and turned into a little fan girl, wanting to kiss him.

"No matter how well I can blow, I'm not as good as you."

Hong Zhiyou winked and smiled wickedly.

"Hateful!" Wu Ruirui blushed and laughed coquettishly.

Saying this, she took off her high heels and earrings, took a bathrobe, and ran straight to the bathroom to turn on the faucet.

"We just had a meal, and you're washing again, are you idle or what?" Hong Zhiyou said.

"Since you can blow so well, I have to be particular."

Wu Ruirui smiled beautifully, twisting her hips for a day.

Sigh!

Poor old waist.

A few days later.

Hong Zhiyou, with two big dark circles, personally drove Ruirui, Chou'er, and Lele to the airport.

With the mother and daughter here, many things couldn't be let go in the end.

Furthermore, his waist couldn't take it.

Wu Ruirui came with another little thought.

With Xie Ruolin and Ji Qing making a fortune selling houses in Xiangdao, Ruirui was a bit panicked.

This trip, besides cooperating with Hong Zhiyou, was also to try to get pregnant with a boy.

Therefore, she had been tossing Hong Zhiyou endlessly these past few days.

Fortunately, Jianfeng had already greeted them, and Hong Zhiyou finally sent the mother and daughter onto the plane.

Returning to the residence, Hong Zhiyou breathed a sigh of relief.

He guaranteed that he wouldn't look at any woman for the next month.

"Sigh, three months in a flash, when will this day end." Wu Jingzhong sighed.

"Soon..."

Yu Zecheng, who was on the side, was just about to speak when the phone rang.

He answered it:

"Yes.

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Hanging up the phone, Yu Zecheng said: "Station Chief, Jianfeng wants the three of us to go over."

"What should come will come.

"Let's go then."

Wu Jingzhong looked at Yu Zecheng and stood up.

The three came to the hall.

Jianfeng was processing documents, and without raising his head, he pointed to the sofa: "You guys sit first."

The three sat down.

Seeing the documents piled up on the coffee table, the first one was titled: "Investigation Report on Yu Zecheng of Jinhai Station being Mount Emei."

For a moment, even the shrewd Wu Jingzhong had cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

Although Yu Zecheng was still calm, his Adam's apple trembled with his saliva, and his inner panic was obvious.

The three exchanged a look, all uneasy.

Ten minutes later.

Jianfeng closed his fountain pen and walked over, and the three hurriedly stood up to greet him.

"Sit.

"Last time Zhiyou and I had a heart-to-heart talk, I was deeply shocked.

"Judging from the war situation, the schedule for retreating to Wan Island must be accelerated.

"Now is the time when the Party and State need talent.

"As the saying goes, suspect those you use, and use those you suspect.

"You are all people I trust, especially Jingzhong, who will be my right-hand man in the future.

"Let the past be the past.

"From today on, I have no suspicion, and you have no second thoughts; this fire can testify."

Jianfeng picked up the materials on the table, threw them into a basin sprinkled with kerosene, and then struck a match, burning the intelligence related to Jinhai on the spot.

"Jingzhong is willing to swear loyalty to the death, with unwavering loyalty." Wu Jingzhong stood at attention and saluted.

"Willing to swear loyalty to the death, with unwavering loyalty."

Hong and Yu also echoed.

"Very good.

"Wait patiently."

Jianfeng nodded righteously.

Returning to the residence.

Wu Jingzhong immediately called Hong and Yu to the back garden to prevent any listening devices.

"Jianfeng played this move brilliantly.

"It looks like we must go to the island." Wu Jingzhong said.

"Go.

"It's just right for me to get familiar with it, so I can do business in the future." Hong Zhiyou said.

"But the problem is, once on the island, there is no retreat.

"That's not like here, where you can run anytime something happens.

"If something goes wrong there, it's like a turtle in a jar, just waiting to die.

"Zecheng, are you going?

"You might never see Cuiping again in this lifetime.

"If you don't want to go, there is still time, we can always think of a way."

Wu Jingzhong's eyes darkened as he looked at Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng hesitated slightly.

Shopkeeper Qiu had already conveyed the organization's meaning, hoping he could continue to work undercover by Jianfeng's side.

Hearing thunder in silence.

Building miracles in silence.

Now that it was finally Jianfeng's turn to "let bygones be bygones," how could he miss such a heaven-sent opportunity.

"Teacher, I am willing to follow you to the island." Yu Zecheng said.

"Good, good, good!

"If you want to go, then go."

Wu Jingzhong stared at him and laughed.

This damn thing is like a dog-skin plaster.

Sigh.

Can't shake him off, and killing him would have endless troubles, and it might even affect the business in Xiangdao.

Truly difficult on both ends.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 338 =====