Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 329: The World in Trouble (Part )

The twenty-fifth year of the Republic of China, 1936.

There was only one and a half years left before the outbreak of the full-scale war of resistance. Wang Yi had been counting the days and making preparations. However, the closer it got to this time, the more Wang Yi felt that his preparations were not enough.

When the cannon sounds, it's no wonder that you're worth a ton of gold.

Don't be fooled by the fact that his company is thriving and large in size, that's because the war has not yet spread to the interior of China. Once the Japanese devils take over the four most important regions of North China, East China, Central China, and South China, and the national government moves its capital to the mountain city, his company will basically be more than half shut down.

But those senior executives who are fed with their own money may not necessarily care about the difficulties the company will encounter at that time. They will only think that if they don’t show enough filial piety this year, it’s time for them to deal with you.

But every hurdle was difficult to overcome, and he could only hope that the branch companies in the Northwest and Southwest regions could be established before the outbreak of the full-scale war of resistance. Only then would he be able to rest assured and lead everyone in the extraordinary circle to have a good fight with the Japanese.

There were worries, but Wang Yi also had his share of happiness.

Ever since Wang Yi in prison enlightened these progressive students in an alternative way that they should make this anti-Japanese and national salvation student movement a nationwide sensation and a point known to everyone, these progressive students have also learned to hide their shortcomings.

As soon as they were released, they all wrote a letter of apology, an apology to the authorities for their endurance of humiliation. Then they applied to their school teachers for leave of absence, and went home for a while. When the storm had passed, they would return to school.

When this letter of apology was submitted, the authorities actually thought that these students had surrendered and admitted defeat, and they were so grinning from ear to ear that they even sent someone to receive the representatives of these progressive students, treated them to a meal, and approved some travel expenses for them to go home.

Anyway, it’s not their own money, but funds given by their superiors, so they don’t feel bad about spending it.

As for how true or false this apology is, they don't care, because they just read it, and their superiors think it's fine. Then how can we, the subordinates who are not as smart as them, comment on their decision?

In this way, a group of progressive students from all over the world, as they had agreed before, first dispersed and returned to their hometowns, exerted their subjective initiative, conducted in-depth investigations in the countryside, and collected as much information as possible about the Kuomintang government's actions over the years. Then, as if agreed, patriotic parades and demonstrations for anti-Japanese and national salvation were organized almost simultaneously in the big cities in the four major regions of North China, East China, Central China, and South China.

"Ha, that's what you should do. If you don't announce what the government has done to the world and let everyone know why life is getting harder and harder these days, who the hell will follow you? Send a telegram to Liu Wei in the East China Region and tell him to publish more mainland daily newspapers. It doesn't matter if they are slow, just send them all out along the routes we use to transport goods! Don't be stingy with this little money, money is earned to be spent.

As for the authorities' involvement, let them talk to the American consortium Continental Group behind the Continental Daily. We are just agents, responsible for recording everything that happens in the Republic of China so that the American management can decide who to invest in. The wool comes from the sheep. These high-ranking officials of the National Government have been fed by us for so many years, and it's time for them to give us some back!"

Wang Yixiao couldn't stop smiling at the heart-piercing words on the newspaper, and hurriedly greeted them.

"Boss, there's an old saying that goes, 'If the punishment is unknown, then the power is unpredictable.' Is it... a bit too damaging to the government's dignity if it's issued in large quantities like this and everyone knows what the government is doing?"

"What the hell! Do they deserve to be criticized by so many people from all walks of life across the country for doing something humane? Besides, what is slandering them here? Just send a telegram according to my opinion. Even if the government hears what I say, they are not afraid. I am just an obedient person. The mess they made affects everyone's money making. Do you understand?"

"Yes, boss."

The housekeeper left as soon as he was told. Wang Yi sat in the rocking chair, basking in the sun, covered with a newspaper, and humming a little tune.

"I stand on the top of the city and watch the mountain scenery."

This wave of patriotic parades to resist Japanese aggression and save the nation swept across the country, and naturally even the circle of eccentrics who turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside could not stay out of it.

In the fallen Northeast, in the mountains, the Gao family.

Gao Jin, the future head of the Gao family who is also a friend of Wang Yi, looked at the news published in the mainland daily newspaper and applauded by clapping his thighs.

"Okay! That's what we should do. We have been living outside the Great Wall for so many years, and we have been fighting the Japanese with all our strength. If Wang Yi and the young marshal hadn't made preparations in advance, we wouldn't even have a place to stay. We should let the people inside the Great Wall know what kind of life we ​​have been living outside the Great Wall all these years. Wang Yi, if I can see you alive someday, I will definitely treat you to a good drink!"

On both sides of Gao Jin, there were Liang Ting, Master Liu the face-man, and ten Trinity disciples headed by Shuiyun and Changqing. Of the eighteen Trinity disciples who stayed outside the Shanhai Pass to find the way to the three levels of rebirth for the Trinity Sect, there are only ten left now. Of the remaining eight, three have returned to their hometowns, and five are buried in the earth outside the Shanhai Pass.

Their tablets, along with those of the Gao family's descendants and soldiers who had died over the years, were placed on the wall of the Gao family's home in the mountains.

Gao Jin folded the newspaper carefully, put it down, and spoke to Liang Ting and others who were present.

"Since Wang Yi is already helping us stir up trouble inside the Great Wall, why don't we just sit there and take advantage of this opportunity to stir up some trouble for the Japanese?"

"Right on my mind!"

Inside the pass, Wang’s family.

As the only designated heir of the Wang family, Wang Ai was also reading the newspaper with great interest. However, the old patriarch of the Wang family also walked up to Wang Ai with a smile, took the newspaper from him, and told his precious grandson to go play. He then put away his smile and handed it to his son. "Give orders, don't let this kind of thing appear in our house again. If I see this kind of reading material in my grandson's hands again, don't blame me as a father for using family discipline on your son."

"Got it, Dad."

In Lujia Village, Lu Ren and Lu Ci, who are known as the twin pillars of the Lu family by their circle, are at the entrance of the village. As the younger brother, Lu Ci looks at his elder brother who has packed his luggage, with reluctance on his face.

"Brother, are you really going to join the army? Why are people in our circle joining in on this fun?"

"I have to go. The current situation is chaotic. It's obvious that the Japanese have bad intentions. Although our Lu family is well-off and has purchased many firearms in recent years, no one in our family has served in the army. If we don't know how to use a gun, it's no different from a firewood stick in our hands. Dad has arranged everything for me. I'm going there now to apply for the military academy. As long as I pass, I can go to the West to study. When I come back after completing my studies, I'll ask my brother to teach you how to combine our traditional Ruyi Jin with these foreign guns and artillery."

Looking at his brother's lost and defeated expression, Lu Ren couldn't help but reach out and ruffle Lu Ci's hair into a mess.

After all the fun, the atmosphere of parting was diluted a lot.

"After I leave home, you will be one of the responsibilities of the clan. You should help dad with his worries. We two brothers will never leave each other."

"Brother, we agreed that neither of us brothers will leave each other."

Hearing this, Lu Ren stretched out his hand again, and Lu Ci also subconsciously protected his hair, but he did not receive the rubbing of his elder brother. Instead, he patted his shoulders three times.

"Yes, it's agreed."

After saying goodbye to his younger brother, Lu Ren took the newspaper, got on the carriage to the city, and left Lujia Village.

Jiangnan, Lu family.

Lu Jin took the newspaper and looked at the information about the various exorbitant taxes and levies imposed by the national government. He placed it in front of his father and grandfather, staring at them with his red eyes without saying a word.

Lu Xuan, who had already served as the patriarch of the Lu family, sighed and spoke.

"Jin'er, I know what you want to ask. Your father and I can only tell you that our Lu family knows about many things here, but we only know about them. Our Lu family may seem to be a big family, but we can only take care of ourselves and cannot help the world."

"Then why did we support it in the first place? Why did we spend so much money to support a government that was destined to accomplish nothing?"

"A single thought can lead to a huge mistake."

"Since it's wrong, let's correct it. Isn't this the root of our Lu family's inheritance to this day! Grandpa! Dad!"

"Jin'er! Do you think Grandpa and I really don't know why Guangda didn't come back from the United States? But there are only a few people in our Lu family who can carry on the family line. You are one, and Guangda is another. There are some things that our Lu family is destined not to stand on one side."

Hearing his father say this, Lu Jin stood there, stunned and speechless.

It was Old Master Lu who spoke first.

"You have been practicing in Sanyi Sect for these years. Sect Master Zuo is a great master who taught you how to be a good person and how to be upright. But there are some truths that he cannot teach you. The dangers of the martial arts world, the evil of human hearts, and the consequences of your words and deeds are all things that you can only understand on your own. After the New Year, don't go back to Sanyi Sect this year. Stay by your father's side to help him.

Grandpa is old and has no purpose in life. He just wants our Lu family to be passed down. Your father also needs someone to help with affairs. Your father and Grandpa can't give you the answers to these questions. You have to find them yourself. Don't worry. The situation is changing. There is still a long way to go. Learn well and watch carefully."

At this moment, Lu Jin also understood that it was time for him to grow up and he could no longer be as free and unrestrained as when he practiced in the Trinity Sect.

The Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain already has the power of the Tianshi. Zhang Enpu, who did not have the title of Tianshi, now unifies the Taoist sect and is very powerful.

After hearing his disciples say that the people in Gan were also being agitated, he first glanced at the place where old Master Zhang was in seclusion, and then looked at the recent movements of Zhang Huaiyi and others, and then spoke.

"They are just a bunch of unruly people without the support of the Communist bandits. Let the two uncles go down the mountain to deal with them. Don't worry about them. Come on, Senior Brother Lin, Commissioner Tang, let's continue drinking."

Quanxing, where Wu Gensheng was, was looking at the newspaper. As the acting head of Quanxing, Wu Gensheng looked at the disciples around him who were also looking at the newspaper curiously, and shook his head and then laughed.

"The world is in turmoil again. Your shadow, Wang Yi, is everywhere. I really don't know if you are the leader of Quanxing or I am the leader of Quanxing. Haha, interesting, really interesting~"

(End of this chapter)