Lin Biao's fortune-telling portrait

At Shiliupu Steamship Wharf, a riverboat sailing from Hankou to Shanghai gave out a tired whistle and landed slowly.

Among the bustling passengers getting off the plane, a young man who looked like a student stepped down. He was emaciated and pale from malnutrition. But a pair of small eyes are very magical.

Obviously, the teenager didn't expect someone to pick up the boat and walk out of the dock with simple luggage. He asked someone for directions several times, but he was looked down upon by the rustic Huanggang dialect in Hubei. At that time, no one would have thought that this 17-year-old country boy would become a big star in China's political arena more than 40 years later. He stamped his foot, which even shook Shanghai and even China.

He is Lin Biao.

However, at this time, he is still a poor student who just graduated from a middle school in Wuhan. He studies in this ordinary middle school. After he entered the school gate, he hardly studied 1 year. He dropped out of school because he couldn't afford the tuition, which was not expensive. He saved some money by a primary school in the suburbs before resuming his studies.

Two years later, he finally graduated.

He didn't change his name in this way, but called a weak and somewhat feminine name that few people know so far-Lin Yurong.

Lin Yurong saw that no one was talking to him, and his body was wet by the rain. Besides, he felt hungry after sitting on the boat for two days. This just took out a few copper coins from his pocket and walked quickly to a shabby biscuit shop across the street.

He bought two biscuits first, and then tried to tell his cousin Lin Yunan's address slowly in the letter and asked the boss.

"That's the British Concession, which is quite far."

The shopkeeper handed me a hot sesame seed cake and said casually.

Lin Yurong frowned shyly.

"Little brother-"The boss is everyone in northern Jiangsu and looks very honest. He enthusiastically handed a bowl of tea to the buyer and looked him up and down. "Do you have any relatives and friends when you come to Shanghai to study?" Seeing the hesitant expression on Lin Yurong's face, he smiled and said, "Be careful when you come to our place. Shanghai beach is not a fun place. "

Lin Yurong smiled gratefully, sat down and took the tea to eat baked wheat cake.

"Call a car, you can't stand walking." The boss looked at Lin Yurong piteously. He was like a drowned rat. "It's cold. You'll get sick if you get caught in the rain." Then he went out of the shop, looked around, waved to a rickshaw parked on the corner and shouted, "Sam, business is coming, to the British Concession!" "

"Business is coming-"The mature rickshaw driver curled up in the car seat heard the greeting, and the cat stood up, grabbed the handlebars and flew over screaming.

When Lin Yurong saw this scene, he could no longer refuse. He felt that he still had to bite the bullet and let the driver who knew the way pull it to save trouble, so he thanked the owner of the biscuit shop, asked the fare and got on the bus.

The rickshaw driver was filled with joy when he found the business. He ran happily all the way, sometimes turning his face to chat with young guests.

"Master, my Lord?"

" 17。" Seeing that he found his way to my cousin's house in Shanghai so smoothly, Lin Yurong breathed a sigh of relief because he was not familiar with the language in Shanghai.

"Hey, young man, come to Shanghai on business?"

Lin Yurong leaned out his face slightly and looked at the tall stone-based buildings around him: "Try to be a soldier."

"Oh-"The rickshaw driver was so angry that his feet were crooked, but he was shocked by his answer and turned around and said, "Being a soldier is hard." After that, I was afraid that the guests would be disappointed and quickly added, "Of course, suffering is a master."

"Suffering is not enough." Lin Yurong's cold teeth began to tremble without scruple.

"Master said well. Muddy legs like me, it's no use eating too much. I am a fellow villager. I used to pull rickshaws, but later I joined green gang. Now that I'm on the dock, I'm finally out! "

"Then why don't you go with him?" Lin Yurong usually doesn't like to talk, but the cold reception after disembarking made him very grateful to the warm and sweet coachman, so he chatted with him.

"They are blood basin pilaf, I don't like it. Alas, this is also called cowardice. Sit down. " The coachman laughed at himself.

"Oh?" The smile on Lin Yurong's face disappeared. He was secretly surprised that the coachman could say this proverb. After all, it is a big Shanghai, and even the coachman has a little knowledge. Don't say it in the distance, just say that you, who is about to eat food and become a soldier, have not seriously considered this problem.

Lin Yurong fell silent, thinking only of his heart.

In the era of the Great Revolution, the changes were really rapid. Yesterday, I ran in the yellow mud of Linjiadawan in the countryside. Today, I actually set foot on the beach of Shili sheep farm. Speaking of which, I really want to thank two cousins, Yu Nan and Yu Ying. They won't go to school to learn new things, and they can't read themselves. In retrospect, they set up a school club in their hometown, talked passionately about world affairs, and took him to the Wanli Ancient Temple to fight bodhisattva. What an exciting feat! Later, with the encouragement of his two cousins, Yu Nan and Yu Ying, he persuaded his father, who made a living by selling homespun, to send him to Wuhan for middle school. When I got there, I didn't know that the outside world was so big, and reading was like this. I didn't know that not doing great things was a waste of a seven-foot man.

In fact, Gong Jin Middle School in Lin Yurong itself is a new school that is not bound by feudal ethics. The students are also influenced by the May 4th New Culture Movement, and the party organization in this school is also very active. Chen Tanqiu, Dong and other famous the Communist Party of China (CPC) people are often seen here.

1925 In the spring, when Lin Yurong dropped out of school and returned to school, he secretly participated in "CY" (Chinese Communist Youth League) at school through the introduction of Brother Yun An. At this time, he didn't know that he and his two cousins turned out to be "CP" (China * * *), and they worked with Yun, the early founder of the Communist Party of China (CPC), in Wuchang for a long time. Going back to the Northern Expedition was very touching, especially to see the handsome young man wearing the command uniform of the National Revolutionary Army and leading troops in the streets of Wuhan, which was welcomed by the people. Lin Yurong's enthusiasm for joining the army and serving his country arises spontaneously. At that time, he asked his cousin Lin Yunan about the enrollment of the Whampoa Military Academy, which was established a year ago. His cousin worked in the Hankou Executive Department of the Kuomintang in China. His cousin told him that Hui had been ordered to build a branch of Whampoa Military Academy in Wuhan, and suggested that he had better stay in Wuhan and wait for admission.

"Can't wait any longer." Lin Yurong doesn't want to go back to the countryside. His family booked him a daughter-in-law named Wang in Lin's Dawan. He went back and had to get married. The last way out is to inherit my father's business and sell cloth for a living.

Cousin Yunan knows the ins and outs of things like the back of his hand, so he is no longer reluctant. He changed his tune and said, "It doesn't matter. The fourth phase of Huangpu enrolled students in June this year at 5438+ 10, and there is an examination room in Shanghai. You might as well try. In a few days, Yu Ying and I will also go to work in the Shanghai Federation of Trade Unions. "

After listening to this, Lin Yurong felt that time was running out, so after a period of preparation and persuasion, his father refused to go out to serve as a soldier, and he left for Shanghai alone.

The rickshaw driver drove slowly and finally pulled him to the alley of a quiet street in the British Concession, stopped the car and pointed to a Shikumen: "Ta, here we are." He collected the fare and turned away.

Lin Yurong finally found his cousin's place. Cousins Yu Nan and Yu Ying are very busy here, so they only have time to talk to him when they come home late at night. A few days later, Lin Yurong came to the registration office where Yu Nan Tang Ge told him in fear and trembling.

In fact, when Huangpu Military Academy was organized in the spring of 1924, all provinces except Guangzhou, where Sun Yat-sen's revolutionary base camp was located, could not openly enroll students because of warlord control. As a result, delegates from all provinces who were entrusted by Sun Yat-sen to attend the first National Party Congress in Guangzhou secretly recruited students and sent them back to the Whampoa Military Academy.

Lin Yurong saw that there was only one office in the registration office with the door open. This office looked like a The Old Inn, so he adjusted his collar a little and walked in respectfully.

"Come to sign up?" A young man dressed as a teacher raised his face from the table and asked.

"yes." Lin Yurong didn't go any further and stood in front of him and replied.

"Is anyone introduced?" The youth in charge of the registration reception asked again.

"Lin Yunan Federation of Trade Unions." He decided to let his cousin be the guarantor.

"Oh, I know, I know." The "teaching teacher" stood up with a smile, opened the registration form on the desk and pushed it to Lin Yurong: "You register first, and we will inform you if you pass the exam."

Lin Yurong shyly took a step forward. He picked up the brush on the table and dipped it in the inkstone. He was about to start writing, but he hesitated. He felt that since he had signed up for the army, he should have a resounding name. What should he call it? He thought for a while, and suddenly remembered two cousins, Yu Nan and Yu Ying. If there are two big tigers, it should be a little tiger, not a "tiger"? Thought of here, he made up his mind and nodded with satisfaction. Ok, let's use this name. So he bent down and quickly filled in the name column of the register with the word "Lin Biao".

"Lin Biao-""Mr. Teaching" looked at the register and read it gently. Then he asked, "What is the relationship between Lin Yunan and you?"

Lin Biao blurted out, "He is my cousin."

"He is also very familiar with Comrade Hui Daiying from our Shanghai Executive Department!" "Mr. Teaching" is concerned: "But now everyone else has gone to Huangpu to be the chief instructor of the political department."

"We also know each other." Lin Biao didn't expect Yun Dai Ying's brother to come to Guangzhou again, and immediately said excitedly, "I think I will have a chance to meet him."

"I hope you will study hard, establish revolutionism, strive for the foundation, and make great achievements in the future." "Mr. Teaching" warned seriously.

"I must work hard." Lin Biao got excited and talked with him before leaving.

After the examination, Lin Biao with junior high school education was easily admitted. And will concentrate on sailing from Shanghai to Guangzhou with other admitted students. That day, he was so happy that he didn't sleep a wink.

When this ship was carrying Lin Biao and other Huangpu freshmen on the vast sea, some teachers and students of Huangpu Military Academy were engaged in the crusade army commanded by President Chiang Kai-shek, and began the second crusade against the rebels in Dongjiang, which passed the fierce battle test. Played the military strength of the "Huangpu Student Army".

After all the 23 14 freshmen from Lin Biao and other places arrived in Guangzhou, they were organized into the Army Corps, and first received a five-month rigorous recruit training.

It should be said that after entering Huangpu, Lin Biao has always been a humble figure among more than 2,000 enlisted students. In the first three issues of Big Brother, Dr. Sun Yat-sen personally received and wrote to President Jiang, Zhou Yiqun, a Sichuan wizard who introduced He Long to join the Party, and Wu You, who braved bullets to climb Huizhou City where the rebels were stationed first and planted a right flag on the tower. This made Chiang Kai-shek order the whole army to raise their guns three times to pay tribute to him, and also made Chen Mingren, a Hunan native, rise to the top of the ladder. Among many Huangpu elites, it is natural that Lin Biao, a 17-year-old "recruit an egg shaped thing", suddenly emerged. The two typical examples mentioned above, the former is the founder of Honghu base area founded by the Communist Party of China (CPC), who shed the last drop of blood for the success of China revolution, and the latter rose step by step in the Kuomintang, with the rank of commander in chief. However, there is an old saying in China called "educating people in ten years". 10 years later, no matter Huangpu, Lin Biao or his predecessors, they can't underestimate this thin, taciturn, mediocre classmate who didn't ask much about politics at that time. Lin Biao's name, even far exceeds some of them.