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Chapter 1283: The final chapter of White Deer Plain, the opening chapter of Great Rivers and Lakes.

Chapter 1283: The Final Chapter of White Deer Plain, the Opening Chapter of Great Rivers

The wind in Guanzhong Plain, carrying the unique greenness and warmth of newly sprouted wheat, swept over the low earthen walls and eaves of Bailu Village.

Since resigning from all his prestigious positions four years ago and returning to Bailuyuan with his wife and children, Qin Hao has lived a life of near-complete seclusion.

The gates of the Bai family mansion, once bustling with visitors, remained tightly shut year-round. Whether former students came to pay homage to their revered teacher or newly appointed officials from Xi'an arrived with official documents promising "respect for the virtuous and talented" and generous "return to office" conditions, they were all turned away without exception.

Seemingly determined to sever all ties with the world, he tended only to a few vegetable plots in his own yard or read obscure books under the lamp, rarely even concerning himself with the affairs of Bailu Village.

Time flies, and it's already 1949, nearing May.

A group of uninvited guests arrived on Bailu Plain. A fleet of military trucks drove towards Bailu Village. In the lead car, Yue Weishan, his face long and menacing, instructed his secretary: "When we get to Bailu Village, if that guy surnamed Bai knows what's good for him and comes with us obediently, then it's a blessing from his ancestors. If... humph!"

Yue Weishan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his hand unconsciously rubbed the holster at his waist: "If you can't reach an agreement, then give the signal immediately! Have the brothers lying in ambush outside rush in and surround the entire Bai family! Men, women, and children, don't let a single one escape! Arrest them first! Anyone who resists, kill them without mercy!"

The secretary's face turned pale, and her voice trembled slightly: "But Secretary-General, this... Bai Zihan's reputation is too great, what if... what if it incites a popular uprising..."

"A popular uprising? Bullshit!" Yue Weishan roared, spitting on his secretary's face. "What the hell is going on? Xianyang is about to fall! The Communist army's next step is Xi'an! The higher-ups have given a death order! Alive or dead, we must see him! Absolutely—not—let—the—Communists—leave—him—at—the—others! This concerns our chance to turn the tide on the other side! If he obediently boards the plane to Taiwan to be his vice minister, that's his good fortune. But if he still puts on that damn high and mighty attitude, ungrateful…"

He slammed his hand on the cold gun handle, his face contorted with hatred: "...I don't mind settling all these old scores and new grudges with him right here! I'll wipe out the Bai family completely!"

In those eyes was a deep-seated killing intent, formed from over a decade of pent-up anger and frustration.

The car screeched to a halt in front of the open gate of the Bai family compound. Yue Weishan took a deep breath, forcing a smile that could only be described as "gentle," yet tinged with condescending arrogance. He stepped out of the car, followed by his nervous secretary and four burly, muscular bodyguards carrying submachine guns and with sharp eyes. The courtyard was silent except for the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Meanwhile, on a rugged path dozens of miles away from Bailuyuan, another team was marching rapidly.

They wore simple khaki military uniforms and cloth shoes or straw sandals, but their steps were brisk and their discipline was strict, clearly indicating that they were the vanguard of the People's Liberation Army.

Besides the officers, there was another familiar figure leading the group, wearing the same military uniform but without a military cap, with a furrowed brow—Lu Zhaopeng.

Years of underground struggle and revolutionary work have etched the marks of time on his face, but his eyes have become even more resolute and profound.

The column moved at a very fast pace, and the soldiers were drenched in sweat.

Commander Zhou, panting heavily, wiped his sweat and looked at Lu Zhaopeng, his tone puzzled: "Lu Zhaopeng, your intelligence can't be wrong, can it? Our army is about to liberate Xianyang and its advance is heading straight for Xi'an. Why isn't Yue Weishan in Xi'an participating in the defense, nor is he fleeing? Instead, he's leading his men to this remote and impoverished place?"

Lu Zhaopeng suddenly stopped and looked up at the distant plateau whose outline was gradually becoming clear in the twilight.

"Commander Zhou, you may not know this, but I have an old friend in Bailu Village. He not only served as the president of Guanzhong University for more than ten years, but also served as the Minister of Education of SX Province. Since the War of Resistance Against Japan, Shaanxi has become a rear military factory, and he trained 80% of the technical backbone in these military factories."

Upon hearing this, Commander Zhou was filled with respect: "I remember this is also the hometown of Lu Suji, right? It truly is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery."

Lu Zhaopeng was in no mood for pleasantries and urged them anxiously.

"Commander Zhou, you don't understand his importance. Right now, the country is in dire need of rebuilding, and what we lack most is talent! Especially high-level talent like Bai Zihan, who understands technology, management, and how to build the country!"

Lu Zhaopeng spoke rapidly, his eyes burning with intensity: "The higher-ups have given me a death order! 'One Bai Zihan is worth ten fully-equipped divisions! His head isn't just filled with academic knowledge, it's a tremendous productive force for building a new China in the future!' We must ensure the absolute safety of him and his family! They must not fall into enemy hands, and there can be no mishaps! This concerns the foundation of the nation's future! This is a political mission, and also a military mission! Its significance is far greater than capturing a city!"

"Understood!!!" Commander Zhou hesitated no longer. After a moment of solemn respect, he instantly unleashed astonishing execution power. He drew his pistol from his waist, rushed to the front of the column, and roared at the exhausted but determined soldiers: "All men! Objective: Bai Family Mansion on Bailu Plain! Abandon all unnecessary supplies! Full speed ahead!"

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The Bai family compound. Only Qin Hao remained in the main hall. The menacing aura of the guards outside did not faze him in the slightest. He calmly pointed to the square stool opposite him, his voice as steady as ever: "Secretary General Yue, it is an honor to have you grace my humble abode. Please have a seat."

Yue Weishan nodded with a forced smile and led four guards across the threshold into the main room.

He strolled around seemingly casually, but his hawk-like gaze quickly swept over every corner of the house, past the open doors and the quiet corridor leading to the backyard.

It was empty! Too empty! This made the uneasy feeling in his heart even stronger.

But looking at the heavily armed elite troops around him, and thinking about the hundreds of guns lying in ambush outside, his back straightened again.

"Hehe, Brother Zihan, more than four years have passed in the blink of an eye. Your secluded place has become more and more tranquil. It is truly a life of immortals. I envy you."

Yue Weishan sat down opposite Qin Hao, his words carrying a false warmth: "Unlike me, I'm bogged down in worldly affairs, a life of toil! Look at you, my virtuous brother, you're glowing with health, a hundred times better off than someone like me who's preoccupied with national affairs!"

Qin Hao picked up the cold tea, took a small sip, and didn't even lift his eyelids: "Brother Yue, you flatter me. It's just coarse tea and simple food, barely enough to live out my remaining years. But I observe that Brother Yue's complexion... seems unwell? There's a frown between your brows, and your forehead is dark. Could this be due to overworking for the country, causing you to lose sleep and appetite?"

Yue Weishan's smile froze instantly, and the muscles at the corner of his eye twitched. A surge of anger welled up inside him, almost making him lose control. But he forced himself to suppress it and chuckled dryly, "Ahem... Thank you for your concern, Brother. As for the situation... these are all inevitable growing pains for the great cause of the Party and the nation."

He abruptly changed the subject, no longer engaging in pretense: "I have come here today without a reason, on orders from my superiors, specifically to invite you, my worthy brother, to return to service for the country! With war raging, the nation needs pillars of talent like Zihan even more!"

He spoke faster, his tone leaving no room for argument: "The conditions are incredibly favorable! The higher-ups have personally promised—the position of Vice Minister of Education! All that's needed is your nod, and the appointment letter can be signed immediately! You can assume your post as soon as we arrive... uh... in the safe zone. This is an exceptional promotion!"

"Oh?" Qin Hao put down his teacup, a playful smile appearing on his face, as if he were genuinely interested in this "prestigious" official position: "Vice Minister of Education? The position is indeed quite prestigious, but I'd like to ask clearly, Secretary Yue is acting on orders from above... but I wonder if he intends for me to stay in Xi'an to work, or to take your retreat plane to work on the 'other side of the strait'?!"

"You!!" Yue Weishan's fake smile shattered completely, his face drained of color in an instant, and shock, embarrassment at being exposed, and anger overwhelmed his reason.

"You surnamed Bai! Don't you dare push your luck! You won't listen to reason, so here you'll have to suffer the consequences! Guards..."

"My reputation is something I've always earned myself; I don't need anyone's charity! But—" Qin Hao's actions were faster than his voice! The instant Yue Weishan uttered the word "come," Qin Hao grabbed the heavy, rough ceramic teacup in front of him with his left hand and smashed it hard onto the blue brick floor of the main room!

"Crack!!!" A sharp, piercing sound rang out, and tea shards flew everywhere! That sound was the command!

Almost at the same instant the teacup shattered, Qin Hao's long, powerful right hand, fingers spread wide, shot out like a predatory eagle! In the less than a tenth of a second that Yue Weishan was distracted by the sound of the shattering teacup and his right hand instinctively reached for his holster, Qin Hao's hand gripped Yue Weishan's throat like an iron clamp!

"Uh..." Yue Weishan's eyes bulged, and the rest of his words were instantly choked off.

Qin Hao's icy voice, like a pronouncement from the deepest hell, calmly and cruelly reached his ears: "...I've kept your life all these years. Today, right here on White Deer Plain, let's settle our scores of over a decade!"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Hao suddenly unleashed a burst of power from his fingers! "Crack!" A clear, teeth-grinding sound of neck bones shattering rang out from Yue Weishan's throat!

Yue Weishan's twisted and ferocious expression froze instantly. His bloodshot eyes, filled with extreme terror and disbelief, stared wide-eyed. His body, as if all the bones had been removed, slumped limply down Qin Hao's hand, and only a few dying, suffocating gurgling sounds escaped his throat before he completely lost his life.

Lightning flash!

The secretary and four guards outside the door were startled by the loud crash of the glass and turned around in horror. As soon as they rushed in, they witnessed a scene that was enough to terrify them! The secretary was horrified and instinctively opened her mouth to scream in agony!

But Qin Hao was even faster! He stepped on Yue Weishan's instantly chilled corpse, using the momentum to spin around, his right hand already reaching into the open holster at Yue Weishan's waist. With a swipe and a flick, Yue Weishan's brand-new Browning M1911 automatic pistol, with a spare magazine, was in his hand! The actions of loading and disengaging the safety were completed in one fluid motion within an almost impossible timeframe!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four rapid, muffled gunshots rang out in quick succession in the small main room! Almost without pause!

The secretary, who was at the forefront, had a gaping hole in his forehead, and his gold-rimmed glasses shattered and flew everywhere! He didn't even have time to utter a single word.

The two guards following behind were almost simultaneously pierced through the chest, blood spurting out! The third shot pierced the right shoulder of the fourth guard, sending him spinning and crashing into the doorframe. The fourth bullet precisely struck the raised arm of the fifth guard, who was squeezed behind! Screams of agony! Grunts! The thuds of bodies being pierced by the immense impact! The heavy thuds of bodies falling to the ground! Instantly filled the entire space!

Meanwhile, gunshots and explosions were heard all over Bailu Village. Heiwa led the security regiment to launch a surprise attack, and the troops brought by Yue Weishan were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses.

However, these were all elite soldiers on the battlefield. After losing dozens of men, they immediately sought cover and launched a counterattack, and the two sides engaged in fierce street fighting in Bailu Village.

At the same time, Lu Zhaopeng and Commander Zhou's group arrived outside Bailu Village. Upon hearing the gunshots coming from inside, they immediately rushed in from the village entrance, joining forces with the security regiment to encircle the several hundred-strong team.

Soon, when the officers of this unit saw that it was the People's Liberation Army, they immediately lost their fighting spirit and took the lead in surrendering their weapons.

While Heiwa was still a bit confused, Lu Zhaohai rushed out and hugged Lu Zhaopeng tightly. The two brothers embraced and cried bitterly.

Lu Zhaohai then recounted what had happened. Only then did Lu Zhaopeng remember that he still had important business to attend to, so he hurried to the Bai family compound, only to find Yue Weishan's body still warm.

Qin Hao sat calmly in the courtyard drinking tea, while Lu Zhaopeng shook his head and smiled wryly: "As expected of Zihan, his skills are as good as ever."

Qin Hao gestured for Lu Zhaopeng to sit down. As the two chatted and laughed, Lu Zhaopeng extended an invitation, which Qin Hao accepted this time. With the liberation of Xi'an, Qin Hao took his entire family, including Bai Jiaxuan, Xiancao, Leng Qiuyue and his son, and the three siblings Bai Xiaowen, to Xi'an. He once again served as the president of Guanzhong University and the director of the Education Department of SX Province.

Bai Xiaowen and his two siblings took positions in government agencies, while Lu Zhaohai fulfilled his wish by joining the army, where he repeatedly distinguished himself in battle and was quickly promoted to regimental commander.

In October 1950, Bai Ling and Lu Zhaohai held their wedding.

In 1960, Bai Jiaxuan and Xiancao passed away one after another. Qin Hao took them back to Bailu Village, which he had always longed for, and buried them in the Bai family ancestral cemetery.

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When Qin Hao opened his eyes again, he felt a surge of hunger in his stomach, and at the same time, memories flooded back into his mind.

According to the memories in his mind, the original owner was a member of the Xiaolei family production team. His parents died early, and he was the only son left in the family.

Xiao Lei Village was a notoriously poor village in the surrounding area. How poor? 60% of the able-bodied young men in the village were bachelors. Even widows in other villages would rather marry a disabled man than even look at a bachelor in Xiao Lei Village.

We're so poor!