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Chapter 1019 Those Passionate Years ()

I don't know if it's because Mr. Zheng has an amazing memory, or if he just remembers the events that affected his life too deeply.

In short, even after a gap of 16 years and a long time.

When he slowly talked about those past events, the whole process and context were as clear as if they happened yesterday, and they were so vivid in his mind.

That year, I was only sixteen years old, more than three months away from turning seventeen.

By today's standards, he would still be considered a child, but in the end he encountered native riots and killings everywhere.

After the incident subsided, I went back home and discovered that my parents and fellow villagers who lived in the countryside of Surabaya had all suffered catastrophe at the hands of the natives.

The whole village was burned down by the natives, and nothing was found.

During the entire period of the native riots, most of the classmates who were stranded in the 'Bada' hotel like me were in this situation and have now become orphans.

Fortunately, after a battle with Master Hu and others, the frightened Dutch people were completely beaten. These bullies not only opened up the right to run Chinese schools in the future, but also paid a large sum of money as emergency compensation.

A considerable part of this money was used to establish a security fund with the unanimous consent of the Chinese people in Surabaya City.

It was calculated specifically to take care of the lives of the young and old who lost their families in this riot.

Thanks to this, we orphans will have no problem studying in school, eating, and staying in the future. We will also be given shoes, socks, clothes, daily utensils, and pocket money from time to time.

I heard that as long as you get good grades, you can continue studying. Even if you go to study abroad in Yinfa De and other areas that were the most advanced at the time, you don't have to worry about money.

It's just that we are all teenagers, and suddenly encountered such a life change, we couldn't be in the mood to continue reading for a while.

In the private words of the students at that time, it was called: Although Nanyang is huge, the world is so difficult, where can I study with peace of mind?

Things soon changed. I remember that on the afternoon of June 6, I was in the school dormitory with several roommates, and I was reading some books absentmindedly.

Suddenly I saw Huang Yaozong, yes! It is Huang Yaozong and Old Man Huang who were the former chief justices and have now retired.

He rushed into the dormitory like a gust of wind and shouted to everyone:

"Classmates, good news! I just heard good news on the street. It said that the Hu clan leader of Xuange camp is now recruiting troops at the Bada Hotel."

After hearing such news, everyone immediately surrounded Huang Yaozong with ecstasy, urging him to explain the matter clearly.

After experiencing the native riots, even the kids in Surabaya City understood one thing:

Only when you have a gun in your hand and a soldier of your own can you protect your property and even the lives of yourself and your family.

And those of us who have been fortunate enough to have contact with Xuange Camp in the past know one thing better:

As long as there is a strong Guo Jia behind him, no matter where he goes, his wanderers will be able to behave and do things with a high chest, and be respected and treated in a civilized manner by everyone.

Not because of how good and kind the locals are, but because they are afraid of Guo Jia behind them to uphold justice.

But the Daqing court, headed by a banner man, obviously had no hope at all.

what to do? Since he is unreliable, overthrow him and establish a new court that can be counted on and relied on.

It's just that those Eight Banners men who eat hard-core crops and treat 40 million compatriots of other ethnic groups as domestic slaves will definitely not retreat voluntarily.

You can only use the weapons in your hands to drive them down and let them fend for themselves.

Under everyone's repeated urging, Huang Yaozong talked about the news that has begun to spread secretly in Surabaya City, and even among the entire Nanyang Chinese community:

"Sect Leader Hu from Xuange Camp has said that he will recruit a group of people to form a new army and expand the size of Xuange Camp's fleet.

I don’t need to say more about what these new armies and fleets are going to be used for, right? "

After hearing such a sentence, I almost jumped with joy; but after hearing some of Huang Yaozong's subsequent remarks, my heart became cold:

“It’s just that for this recruitment, Master Hu has some rigid requirements.

First, they must be over 162 centimeters tall, in good health, and without any hidden diseases; second, they must know more than Chinese characters, speak Mandarin, and be loyal to the Chinese family.

Third, the age must be over 18 years old and under 35 years old. If you have special talents, the age can be relaxed to under 45 years old~"

Of the above requirements, the first and second ones can be satisfied by everyone in the dormitory.

However, Lin Dong, the oldest in the dormitory, is still 18 months away from reaching the requirement of being 4 years old. Doesn't it mean that everyone has no way to join the army and follow the Xuan Ge camp to overthrow the decadent Da Qing?

Is this possible? I was so anxious that I shouted out:

"Let's go to the Bada Hotel together to beg Master Hu, beg him to accept us; assure him that although we are underage, we will definitely be no worse than adults in fighting..."

In the Bada Hotel, we did not see Master Hu.

It is said that Sect Leader Hu has been working overtime for several days in a row recently. Today, he and Ms. Anna took advantage of the opportunity to go swimming at the beach to relax a little during get off work hours.

Fortunately, soon after, I saw Mr. Tengcang Guan, walking his Tibetan Mastiff.

After we gathered around and made some requests, Mr. Tengcang Guan agreed to our request; let us come here early tomorrow morning and sign up with Mr. Fengrui.

It's just that in the future, you must be prepared to endure hardships, but don't cry.

Seeing that our wish came true, all of us were very happy.

Later, Lin Yong suggested that from now on, everyone will be soldiers of Xuan Ge Camp, and they are all men. They should do some manly things.

Therefore, instead of going back to the school cafeteria to eat in the evening, we simply find a place outside to have a good drink and eat meat, which can be considered a celebration.

After hearing this statement, we were afraid that others would treat us as children, so we immediately agreed.

Then, one person collected some change.

We went to the Chengnan Old Street together, which is still open now, and the business seems to be pretty good, but at that time there were only three or four tables at the 'Ba Min Restaurant'. We ordered a lot of cheap wine and food and had a delicious meal.

I still remember the people who were there that night.

There were me, Huang Yaozong, two brothers Xie Mingli and Xie Mingyi, Lin Dong, Lin Yong, Zhou Jianping, and Zhang Huacai, which happened to be eight people in the same dormitory.

Everyone drank heavily, patted their chests and talked a lot about how they wanted to be in the future and how they imagined it. If we are lucky enough to be here again in the future, we will definitely make other people sit up and take notice.

After saying this, Mr. Zheng didn't know what he thought of, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

The whole person looks as if he is several years younger.

Such a scene, even Zhao Huifang, who was listening silently, couldn't help but laugh; because at this moment, such a picture appeared in her mind:

In such a flower-growing family, one is faced with the situation of slipping into the abyss and facing a catastrophic situation.

A group of young people with childish faces stood up without hesitation; they planned to use their young shoulders to carry the future of such a nation.

It may look ridiculous in action, but it is awe-inspiring.

Under such an exciting scene, Zhao Huifang wrote a poem on the small notebook in her hand under the influence of some strange combination of circumstances:

It should be noted that the young man Ling Yunzhi once promised to be the best in the world.

After I finished writing, I realized that among the several names Mr. Zheng mentioned above, some of them were very familiar to me because I had often heard them in the news since I was a child.

But there are still a few who are actually very unfamiliar.

Zhao Huifang realized something and asked carefully: "Mr. Zheng, apart from you, Huang, Zhou, etc., I don't seem to have heard of the other names. Could it be that they have..."

Although Zhao Huifang did not finish asking all the questions, Mr. Zheng still understood what he meant.

With a very calm tone, he replied:

"Some students did die relatively early, and some of them had changed their names too many times over the years because they were engaged in special jobs, and their original names were no longer used.

But for those of us, it doesn't matter what our last name is or what we call it.

The important thing is that flower growers, who have been glorious for thousands of years, should not be enslaved and colonized, and can stand upright in such a world. "

After saying this, Xu felt that the atmosphere had become more serious.

Like a naughty old child, he smiled again and said:

"Xiao Zhao, let me tell you another interesting story. I saw that when your mother put on a show, it could be broadcast! Old Man Huang was drunk that day. On the way home, he hugged a tree and said it was his bed. , refused to let go no matter what. It was a few of us who broke off his fingers and forcibly carried him back..."

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"Fart, Old Man Zheng is farting, he was obviously the drunk one that night.

Then he held an old-fashioned street lamp and said something like, "Wu Wanjun." I have liked you for a long time. When I become a good person, I will definitely come back to the Wu family to propose marriage.

After such a joke spread, Wu Wanjun ran away looking at him for a long time, and others were too embarrassed to continue pursuing Wu Wanjun.

Otherwise, with his shoehorned face, Old Man Zheng, could he finally abduct our school beauty? "

Huang Yaozu, the former head of a certain department, revealed a huge piece of news while cursing with an extremely unhappy expression on his face.

After hearing this, Zhao Huifang, as well as the cameramen and assistants accompanying her, suppressed smiles on their faces for a while and felt quite uncomfortable.

The current time has passed two hours later.

Unfortunately, their interview with Mr. Zheng was not completed, and the hasty regret was over; because only half way through the appointment, he suddenly received a very important call, and there were some emergencies to deal with.

What it is specifically, they have no right to know based on their status, and they know full well that they shouldn't ask anything.

But I also know that today’s interview can only end here.

Fortunately, although Mr. Zheng was unable to continue the interview today, he asked the staff around him to temporarily contact Mr. Huang, who was also retiring in Surabaya City, and Mr. Huang also agreed to this interview.

So, they got into the taxi with the Chinese-Dutch guy and came to Mr. Huang's residence.

The same situation as Mr. Zheng's place is that the manor where Mr. Huang lives is not large, and it cannot be said to be luxurious; it is only considered to be the level of a middle-class home of Nanyang Chinese, and it still maintains a good style of hard work and simplicity.

The difference is that Mr. Huang's small manor is right on the seaside.

The place next to it is the most famous and beautiful Pala Beach in Surabaya City.

As soon as you get here by car, you can see a huge billboard from a distance; on the billboard is a beautiful lady wearing a bikini, her eyes are playful and affectionate, which is indescribably expressive.

The appearance of this lady was so familiar to Zhao Huifang, because it was the famous fiancée Ms. Anna, the head of the Hu Ertong Sect of Xuange Camp in the history books.

It was even universally acknowledged that if Master Hu had not retreated bravely, she might have become the empress, or at least a noble concubine.

Even after sixty years, the original image on this advertisement is still a black and white photo.

But you can still see in Ms. Anna, the appearance that even women like her envy, as well as the hot body curves that are jealous and hated.

Say it! Such a black and white photo has a widely circulated story.

It is said that when Ms. Anna was in Surabaya, she often came to Para Beach to swim. After feeling that it was inconvenient to wear the original clothes, she made the world's first bikini.

I didn’t originally think about promoting it, but I was contacted by a reporter from Uncle Sam’s "Times" who originally planned to come to Surabaya City to cover the native riots.

I accidentally saw Ms. Anna looking at Master Hu on the beach.

Suddenly, I had an idea and captured such a scene.

It was only after I returned home that this photo was published on the front page. Thanks to Xuan Geying's legendary reputation, it immediately caused a huge sensation and popularity throughout the Western world.

Therefore, Ms. Anna is not only the inventor of the bikini, but the emergence of this thing is also known as 'the biggest invention in the clothing industry in a hundred years'.

The reporter even won a Pulitzer Prize for it twenty years later.

Of course, such little trivia is not important for today's interview; what is important is that after clearing up their mood, Zhao Huifang and others met Mr. Huang at the beach.

Underneath his gray-haired appearance, this old man is in excellent spirits.

After reading their previous interview records, he yelled out the first sentence.

A piece of shocking news was revealed that I don’t know if it can be broadcast. It made a senior reporter like Zhao Huifang feel a little confused for a while...

After a brief rant, Mr. Huang continued to speak in the gentle sea breeze.

Continuing the unfinished story told by Mr. Zheng, Mr. Huang obviously still has fresh memories of those things that happened that year, and the order and details after telling them are quite clear:

Early the next morning, a group of us went to Bada Hotel to sign up with a hangover.

With the promise of Mr. Tengcang Guan, we successfully signed up with Mr. Fengrui.

But seeing our low spirits, Mr. Fengrui immediately ordered us to stand at the door. With so many people coming and going, everyone felt humiliated and wanted to dig a big hole to crawl in.

Then, one night a week later, we secretly went out to sea in the boat.

However, when we set off, among the eight people in the same dormitory who signed up to join the army, there were only five others traveling with me, Huang Yaozong, Lin Yong, Zhou Jianping, and Zhang Huacai.

There are two other brothers, Xie Mingli and Xie Mingyi. The older brother studied some Chinese medicine from his family, but was picked up by the hospital, while the younger brother went to the factory.

As for Lin Dong, he went to the Xuange Camp Fleet.

Because in the words of Sect Leader Hu and others, everyone has a position that is more suitable for them.

In addition to needing enough soldiers to overthrow the decadent Daqing court, other support is also very important.

According to the treaty signed between Xuange Camp and the Dutch, we could not train troops in the entire Java area at that time, at least not blatantly.

Therefore, the purpose of the fleet's trip is to eastern Java, which is 3000 kilometers away from the land. There is currently an uninhabited desert island with no human traces at all: Anabulu Island.

It was only after we arrived here that we discovered that there were already one or two thousand people on the island.

Over the next week or two, people continued to arrive, and eventually the island reached an astonishing number of more than 10,000 people.

The scenery here on Anabru Island is beautiful, with large areas of virgin rainforest and rich wildlife resources. However, there are no human traces and the living conditions are very difficult.

Once night comes, the mosquitoes are overwhelmingly numerous.

From time to time, a spicy strip will appear under the quilt.

But it doesn't matter. Under the leadership of the instructors such as Fengrui and Xiong San, we train the formation in the morning; in the evening and night, we learn some reasons for fighting and some theoretical knowledge.

During the day, he holds various working tools.

Roads were opened in the primeval rainforest, large areas of flat land were leveled, and the entire training ground and wooden houses for living were built bit by bit.

I'm not afraid of your jokes, Xiao Zhao. We were still teenagers at that time. We had never done this before.

After only two days, my hands and feet were covered in blood blisters, my shoulders were bruised, and the skin on my head and face began to peel off.

But no one complained, because we could see the camps and training grounds being built bit by bit from scratch; it was like there was a fire burning in our hearts.

Even when we were working, we sang loudly, and we didn't even know we were tired or suffering in the singing.

After hearing such content, Zhao Huifang couldn't help but become fascinated.

I wish I had been born fifty or sixty years earlier and caught up with such a magnificent and great era.

Indeed, there is an incredible amount of abundance in various supplies nowadays.

But on a spiritual level, they are far less wealthy than these seniors sixty years ago; because their era was really a time of burning passion...

(End of this chapter)