Chapter 1466 I Like to Win People over with Virtue!
But this may be the most leisurely day since Tang Dao came to this world.
In the small wooden house in Dakouzidong Town, Tang Dao, who was unemployed and "recovering from his injuries", either cooked for his wife who came home from the hospital in the second half of the day, or took little Tang Shanhe out for a walk.
The people in the old street of Dakouzidong Town were even familiar with the rules of Tang Tuanzhang who enjoyed walking his baby. All the snack shops prepared food for little Tang Shanhe early, waiting for Tang Tuanzuo to come and hand over the snacks, touch Tang Shanhe's little face and listen to his babyish voice: "Thank you uncle, aunt!"
Faced with the kindness of the villagers, Tang Tuanzuo did not refuse. He carried a travel bag on his back and smiled and accepted the gifts from the people.
Of course, these gifts were not accepted in vain. At night, there would always be someone to pay the bill. If anyone did not want it, Tang Tuanzuo would be angry when he passed by his store the next day.
"Not taking a single needle or thread from the masses is the military rule of our Four-Line Regiment. You want me, the head of the regiment, to be whipped and punished, right?" Commander Tang took out the military rule manual and pointed at the regulations to "teach" the merchants who refused to accept money.
Well, Commander Tang said that since it had come to this, the people could only accept money, but this did not stop them from continuing to send all kinds of food to Tang Shanhe, the villain.
Unfortunately, Tang Shanhe, who was only one and a half years old, had not yet grown all his teeth, so he could not eat so many snacks. He could only watch his father take all these delicious foods to the Four-Line Regiment Nursery, where more than 300 children of officers and soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment and the Guard Brigade lived.
Although there was no shortage of food and drink, and there were specially recruited women to take care of their lives, these kinds of snacks were not available every day.
It was not that the Four-Line Regiment was stingy and reluctant to spend money on purchasing, but the director of the Political Department, Ye Chenghuan, believed that these little guys should develop a frugal and simple living habit from an early age.
Their fathers and mothers fought for the country on the front line, hoping that they would grow up to build the country and become the pillars of the country?
If you want to be a pillar, there is no reason to live in a greenhouse, just like wild flowers in the mountains, they will bloom proudly no matter how many winds and rains they experience, while domestic flowers will wither after a night of wind and rain.
This makes sense, but Tang Dao couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw these children who were only one, two, and three years old and had their parents' names and their own names on their bodies all year round. Some of them didn't know how long it would take for them to see their parents again, and some children might never see their father and mother again in their lives.
During the Battle of Shipai, a second lieutenant platoon leader in the first battalion was blown up by a Japanese artillery shell. He had a chance to survive, but in order to save a recruit next to him, at the moment when the shell whistled down, the second lieutenant platoon leader chose to throw the recruit under him.
The second lieutenant platoon leader who used his body as a shield was like a tattered rag doll, with two arms blown off, one leg blown to a tendon, half of his face drooping to his chin, and his body was bloody.
Even though the soldiers covered him with at least 15 hemostatic packs and carried him to the medical team as quickly as possible, the military doctors tried every means, even injected more than 3 times the amount of morphine imported from the United States as a normal person, but could not stop the piercing pain.
The whole body under the bandage was twitching because of the severe pain!
At that moment, even the heartbroken first company commander Qian Dazhu couldn't bear to see his comrades suffer such a torture, but the second lieutenant platoon leader persisted with an extremely tenacious will to survive until Leng Feng, who had finished commanding the battle, hurried to the medical team.
"Your girl is my girl. Leng Feng and his wife are gone, but Shitou and the others will never let her starve or feel cold." Leng Feng leaned his head against the soldier who had rushed out of the Sihang Warehouse with him, and promised deeply.
The second lieutenant platoon leader, who had been hanging on for a breath, gently lowered his head and let the tears of the former platoon leader and today's battalion commander slide down his face.
At the moment he left, the one he was most worried about was his 2-year-old daughter.
And his wife, a nurse in a field hospital, had been killed by shrapnel in the battle of Zishan because she went to the front line to rescue the wounded.
For this reason, he was specially allowed to stay in the Dakouzidong Town Guard Battalion as a second lieutenant platoon leader, and his military position and rank remained unchanged, but he still couldn't bear to leave his brothers, and chose to follow the main force of the Sihang Regiment to the south.
Before leaving, he hugged his one-and-a-half-year-old daughter who had just learned to call dad and kissed her again and again, until the back of the last soldier in the entire battalion was about to blur. Then he cruelly put his daughter back into the arms of the director of the nursery, turned his head and walked away, walking faster and faster, as if he didn't hear his daughter's crying.
Little did he know that at that moment, the front of the military uniform of the tough man who had experienced hundreds of battles had already been wet.
When the second lieutenant of the army was buried in the Beidoushan Martyrs Cemetery in Shipai, he had a photo in his arms, a photo of a family of three. In the middle of the two soldiers, a boy and a girl, with bright smiles, sat a fat baby who was just half a year old and grinning!
Now, both soldiers have died on the battlefield, and the fat baby has already run around with pigtails.
Tang Dao still remembers that the day after he came back, he came to the nursery with Leng Feng's instructions to visit the little girl named Wen Xiuxiu. He heard the director introduce Wen Xiuxiu, who was always cheerful and loved to laugh. At that time, she glanced at Tang Shanhe, who was holding his hand in his mouth and looked silly, and asked Tang Dao timidly: "You are my father, then is this my brother?"
"I'm not your father. Your father is still fighting on the front line. He hasn't had time to come back to see you. He will come back when you grow up a little bit." Tang Dao didn't want to lie to the little girl, but seeing the girl's eyes quickly dimming, Tang Dao finally lied to her.
"This is Tang Shanhe. Remember his name. He will be your brother in the future. If you need any help, just call him!" Tang Dao carefully pulled Tang Shanhe in front of the little girl. "Call me sister!"
The little girl certainly didn't know how heavy Tang Dao's promise was. Now she only knew that she had a fat and cute little brother.
In the future, Tang Shanhe will be a 1.82-meter-tall man. Carrying a hundred kilograms of rice on his shoulders will be a piece of cake.
Of course, more importantly, 38 years later, Tang Shanhe was the first man who led his men to break through the enemy's defense line in the battle in the southwest and planted the national flag on the top of the enemy's so-called never-falling mountain.
At this time, Tang Shanhe was just a one-and-a-half-year-old cute kid. His father didn't give him any food along the way, so he could only lick his fingers.
Although little Tang Shanhe couldn't stand the father who took his mother away on the first night, as time went by, he liked to stick to Tang Dao more and more. It was not only the nature of father and son, but also a unique smell on his father that made him feel safe.
"Sister! You are so tall!" Little Tang Shanhe looked up at the little girl who was half a head taller than him, his eyes full of envy.
If he grew so tall, maybe he could trot behind his father all the way, and he wouldn't have to be laughed at by his father for his short legs and needing him to carry him on his back.
The little girl, who was a little disappointed, looked at the cute Tang Shanhe, and her mood instantly improved. She reached out and held Tang Shanhe's little hand.
Then, when she saw Tang Dao take off the backpack behind him and open it, it was full of all kinds of food sold in the old street of the town, and her eyes suddenly opened wide.
"This is what your father asked me to buy for you and the children in the yard with his military pay. As long as I'm at home, there will be one every day." Tang Dao squatted down and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Dad, and thank you, uncle!" The little girl's big eyes smiled into two crescents.
That was one of the most beautiful pairs of eyes Tang Dao had ever seen in his life!
But the mood at that time was a little sour!
Tang Dao did these two things every day, accompanied his wife and children, and did not attend any military meetings. Occasionally, officers and soldiers from the security brigade returned to the garrison to report to him. He just met them and talked about the frontline, then waved and drove them away, even saving wine and food.
As for the calls from the Second War Zone Command, the 4th Army Command, and even the 80th Army Command asking him to go for a walk, he refused on the pretext that he was seriously injured and could not stand long-distance marches.
In the eyes of many people, Tang Tuanzuo directly turned on the lying down mode, and even seemed to have forgotten about disaster relief.
It was not until after New Year's Day, when there was still a month and a half before the New Year, that Tang Dao seemed to remember that he not only had to recuperate, but was also assigned the position of deputy commander of disaster relief, and started working mode.
"Please recruit 200,000 civilians to gather at Bailang Street, Zijingguan Town before the New Year, and the disaster relief materials will arrive soon." After starting work, Tang Dao directly sent a telegram to the commander surnamed Jiang in the First War Zone.
"What is Tang Dao doing!" The commander-in-chief, who was a little confused by Tang Dao's telegram without a beginning or an end, had to make up a sentence in Shaanxi dialect.
Otherwise, it would not show his confusion.
The Bailang Street mentioned by Tang Dao is a very famous place, located at the junction of Shaanxi, Hubei and Henan provinces. A Bailang River flows from the Shaanxi Province at the west end of Bailang Street to the Henan Province in the middle of the street, and then turns to the Hubei Province in the south.
Tang Dao's meaning is also very clear, the materials he organized will be transported from Shaanxi Province to Henan Province.
This is also closely related to the areas controlled by China and Japan at that time. The Japanese army occupied the area north of the Yellow River in Henan Province, cutting off the connection between Henan Province and Shanxi Province. If you want to transport supplies from the neighboring Shanxi Province to Henan Province, you must go through Shaanxi Province to enter.
The transportation channel is a small matter, the key is that you have to have supplies to deliver. How much supplies do you have to recruit 200,000 civilians?
That is not something that can be done by talking. 200,000 people are easy to find. Now nearly one-third of Henan Province has millions of refugees due to drought. They live on the porridge and water provided by local governments. As long as you say that you will give food as a reward, not to mention 200,000, 800,000 can be obtained for you.
But where does the money and food for recruiting 200,000 people come from? Civilians have to walk hundreds of miles to eat! Given the current situation in Henan Province, it is really not easy to get a million kilograms of food, unless military rations are used, but that is related to the safety of the First War Zone. Once something goes wrong, he, the commander-in-chief, cannot bear the responsibility.
"Send another telegram to ask Tang Dao how much supplies there are. If it's just a few hundred thousand kilograms of food, I can send a transport team to get it." General Jiang frowned and pondered for a while. After all, it was hard to believe that Tang Dao had such a strong ability.
The information he got was that the Executive Yuan only allocated 3 million French francs to Tang Dao. Tang Dao didn't have the ability to turn stone into gold. Could it be possible that he could turn food into something else?
Let alone the fact that most of Jin Province is now in decline, even when Jin Province was in its heyday, the grain produced by those dry mountains was only 221 kilograms per person. How could it be compared with Henan Province, which accounts for one-tenth of the country's grain production?
If Tang Dao could turn millions of kilograms of food into something as soon as he returned to Taihang Mountain, even a fool would not believe it.
"The first batch of disaster relief grain is about 5 million jin! The second batch is being raised!" Tang Dao's reply was also very simple.
Admiral Jiang
Then he was ecstatic!
As the current top military and political figure in Henan Province, he not only shoulders the responsibility of defending the land but also pays attention to people's livelihood. A few months ago, the former highest administrative chief of Henan Province was directly imprisoned because he revealed the news of Henan Province to the high-level officials in Shancheng. If it weren't for some old friends who mediated, he almost lost his head.
Once the disaster is serious and the number of refugees increases, he, the commander of the first war zone, may not be able to escape the responsibility. Although Tang Dao's 5 million grains are not much, they can at least solve the urgent problem, right?
As for whether Tang Dao will brag, based on his understanding of Tang Dao, that is not the case.
As for where the food comes from, Admiral Jiang, who has an average combat level, has a high EQ and is very smart. He immediately thought of the blonde who "kissed" Tang at the airport.
Apart from the Rockefeller Foundation, who can do this?
Don't mention it, he really guessed it right. Without Laura's help, no matter how powerful Tang Dao was, he couldn't exchange American dollars for food.
Tang Dao was also a nail in his mouth. He said 5 million catties, and this time Tang Dao used 60% of the transportation capacity of the Second War Zone to transport this batch of supplies.
After receiving Tang Dao's request and the reward of 200,000 catties of military rations, the four armies stationed in Zhongtiao Mountain sent a large transport team of 12,000 people and 6,000 pack horses. The Second War Zone directly sent a baggage regiment, and the 80th Army recruited 10,000 civilians in southeastern Shanxi to push wheelbarrows. The 10 major merchants in Dakouzidong Town also sent 400 carts and nearly 1,000 pack horses.
This wave of transport teams, which can be regarded as the largest in the battlefield of North China, set out from their respective bases and headed to Zishan in southern Hebei under the escort of at least one infantry battalion.
There, Tang Dao stored all kinds of food that had been transported to Jincheng Port by US merchant ships and then continuously transported to Shanxi Province by the Manchurian company in the past two years.
At the beginning, there were detailed statistics, but later the quantity was too large, and some were distributed to the people in southern Hebei, so it was impossible to be accurate to within a thousand catties. The total amount was definitely more than 40 million catties.
According to logistics statistics, the loss of so many people and horses on the road just to transport this batch of food was probably more than 1.5 million catties.
Therefore, in fact, the actual transportation volume of this transport team sent by various departments must be at least more than 7.5 million catties to ensure that Henan Province accepted and transported a total of 5 million catties to the local area.
This time, Tang Dao did not just sit in the back and issue orders. He said goodbye to his wife and children and took his reinforced guard squad with the transport team across the Yellow River, entered the mountains of Shaanxi Province, and then arrived at the famous junction of the three provinces, and then all the way to Zhengcheng.
"In the early spring of next year, if the drought continues or the affected area expands, more grain will be delivered to Henan Province. However, it will not be provided to the victims for free, but sold to grain merchants, and the grain price will remain the same as the current price. In addition, please ask the Executive Yuan to apply for more funds and materials for disaster relief, otherwise, if famine occurs, it will involve the lives of millions of people.
To put it bluntly, your and my military positions and even lives are not worth mentioning in the face of such a natural disaster, but if we leave a bad reputation in the world due to ineffective disaster relief, it will really be "left in history".
In addition, please give me a privilege. If any grain merchant dares to hoard or raise prices during such a special period, I will deal with him according to military law. Extraordinary times require extraordinary measures.
Also, regarding the collection of military grain by each army in its jurisdiction, I hope to postpone its execution, at least until we can get through this disaster year, otherwise it is very likely that the natural disaster will turn into a man-made disaster." Tang Dao said very frankly in the office of General Jiang.
"Is it really that serious?" Admiral Jiang took a breath.
He was not surprised that Tang Dao, the God of Killing, was still murderous when he came to his First War Zone, but that he seemed to see the barren land of Henan Province from Tang Dao's conversation.
"It may be better to think of the worst of things than to have a fluke mentality. I also hope that the weather will be good next year, and the military rations of the First War Zone will still come from this province with a large output." Tang Dao continued.
Future Little Butterfly certainly knew that the great famine in Henan Province in 1942 was caused by the drought that had not been seen in a century, but the government's ineffective disaster relief and some troops' extortion and extortion made the situation worse, which eventually led to the occurrence of this tragic disaster that lasted for nearly a year and affected 30 million people and finally starved to death.
The food he transported can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If you want to treat the root cause, you have to ask the government to intervene in advance and control people.
He came here to start with the grain merchants. Whoever dared to raise the price or not sell grain during this period, he would kill first, no matter who stood behind him.
He could kill the Japanese, the major general who harmed him, and the general who dared to make money from human lives at this time.
It depends on whether some people know the current situation.
"Okay! I will be responsible for the Executive Yuan, and you will be responsible for cracking down on profiteers. I will give you a security camp. If there are really hoarders, they will be punished according to wartime military law after investigation. It is just killing chickens to scare monkeys, but not killing indiscriminately! The military's grain collection is a matter of great importance to the war of resistance. It still needs to be discussed and decided by many parties. It is not something I can decide. Let's put it aside for now." General Jiang finally nodded in agreement.
But he didn't say anything final, but still reminded Tang Dao to pay attention. After all, who can become a grain merchant at this time, who doesn't have a senior military official behind him? Especially the commander of the 20th Army, whose grain merchants account for a quarter of the entire Henan Province.
"I don't need to worry about this! Please rest assured, sir, I, Tang Dao, have always won people over with virtue!" Tang Dao grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth.
General Jiang's heart was not only cold! Inexplicably, he regretted giving Tang Dao this right.
Tang Dao, this vicious man, starved thousands of Japanese soldiers to death in the later period of the Battle of Shipai. He wanted to win people over with virtue. This cold joke is not funny at all.