The generals appraised their merits, and the grassroots units also appraised their merits, and the representatives of the heroic models of combat went from Beijing to Nanjing to receive commendations from the Central Military Commission. Compared with the two, it is more urgent for the grassroots to evaluate the merits. After all, the number of generals will not increase so quickly, and the grassroots troops are involved in a problem of retirement. Everyone wants to be able to get a higher position before retiring, and the generals can wait, but the grassroots affairs really can't wait.

During such an urgent period of the war, the only troops in Xuzhou and Anhui who could really retire were probably the troops. Retirement involves arranging work in the Liberation Army, that is, even if they insist on going home to farm, these retired personnel must be under the leadership of grassroots organizations in the village. If you are willing to obey the organizational arrangement, then there are many organizational arrangements. After the unified examination, if you have good grades, you can arrange to continue your studies and become a technician. If your grades are not good enough, at least you can go to the engineering corps and railway corps. Of course, the specific work is not the responsibility of Weese. All he had to do was meet with these retirees with his sister.

A small half of this group of heroic model representatives were wounded, and the fighting in Beijing was very fierce. The resistance of the Manchus in the city was extremely fierce, and Wei Ze ordered to keep the documents of Beijing as much as possible, and the imperial city and Yamen, the areas where the Manchus resisted last, were the most likely to collect a large number of documents. When the troops relied on rifles, small artillery, and explosives packs, they paid a "not small" price.

The representative who personally participated in the attack on the Imperial City was a major named Xiao Meilon, and just by hearing this name, you can tell that he must have been from the wheat-producing area. Xiao Myron was holding a one-handed cane, only knowing that his leg was injured, but he did not know where the injury was.

Naturally, the commendation meeting was open, and after Nanjing was rectified, there was no shortage of places to accommodate tens of thousands of people. Leaders, deputies, and people from all walks of life held a lively meeting. Then the delegates wore red and hung colors and rode high-headed horses through the streets. The glory of soldiers means the status of soldiers, and these soldiers who sacrificed their lives and forgot their lives must be respected, and it is even more necessary for the masses to see the respect that soldiers receive.

In the evening, the deputies had dinner with Wei Ze and other members of the Military Commission. Finally, the delegates were summoned to the meeting room to tell Weeser about the troops.

"Comrade Xiao, where were you injured?" Weeser asked. Several other representatives did not have any major injuries, and Xiao Meilon's injury was the most conspicuous.

Xiao Myron wanted to stand up, but Wei Ze waved his hand, "Don't get up, you are soldiers, and I am also soldiers." The officers and men in our army are one, so they naturally have to stand straight when they should stand, and sit firmly when they should sit. This is the demeanor of our soldiers. And you are also injured, there are rules in the army, no matter who goes to the hospital to condole, it must not affect the cultivation of wounded soldiers. You're still going to sit there honestly for me. ”

was told so by the commander-in-chief of the whole army, Xiao Meilon's eyes were red. Weser did not speak to Xiao Mylon in a condescending manner, but to a soldier as a soldier. This respect is the greatest courtesy.

With a red face, Xiao Mylon said: "Generalissimo! I was injured by my own accident, and when I entered the palace, I was distracted by the fact that I saw the size of the house. As a result, a Qing soldier who did not stab me to death was stabbed in the foot. I feel ashamed to think about it. ”

"Oh? It turned out to be so hurt. Speaking of our glorious things, I don't believe you're here just because you've been slashed in the foot. Weser laughed.

Hearing Wei Ze say this, Xiao Meilong couldn't help but sit up straight, and he said loudly: "Generalissimo, I will take our battalion into the palace, there are still three or four thousand Qing troops in it, and we will immediately split up and kill them." Together with the guards, I assassinated a group of Qing troops who counterattacked, and I probably stabbed to death more than 20 myself. and extinguished the fire they had set on fire. ”

Xiao Meilon talked about the experience of storming the palace, and there were still some diehards in the palace. They knew that they would die, and in addition to the ferocity of their dying counterattack, they also tried to set fire to the palace's library, which was prone to fire. The attacking forces of the Liberation Army annihilated these crazy Qing troops extremely quickly, and a large number of documents in the palace fell into the hands of the Liberation Army.

When Wei Ze learned that the documents of the past dynasties had been preserved, he couldn't help but nod. Gold, silver, and jewelry may be valuable, but for China, these documents are the real precious things. The literature carries the Chinese culture, and the Chinese civilization has been alive and well for thousands of years, and the Chinese culture has not been broken. The carrier of cultural inheritance is the record of history.

Other delegates also spoke, and they basically attacked the outer city of Beijing, and in those battles artillery could be used in large quantities, but the casualties were limited.

After understanding the situation, Weeser asked about everyone's plans for the future. Of course, the comrades who were not injured hope to stay in the army, and the heroic model representatives will have a better future in the army, and no one will give up this hard-won opportunity.

Xiao Meilong sighed, "Generalissimo, my foot is seriously injured, and I don't feel anything on my toes, this foot is a waste." I had no choice but to retire. ”

"Do you have any plans for retirement?" Weeser asked.

Xiao Meilong's face flushed, "I want to go back to my hometown to raise fish." ”

"Huh?" This answer surprised Wei Ze, who never expected that he would meet a soldier who wanted to work in the breeding industry after retiring from the army. He is also a comrade who loves fish in the wheat-growing area.

Xiao Meilong misunderstood what Wei Ze meant, and he said embarrassedly: "My family is in Huaibei, I have loved to eat fish since I was a child, and I only knew that fish could be so delicious when I arrived in the army." I heard that I was able to go to school after retiring from the army, and that there was an agricultural college to teach fish farming, and I wanted to learn how to raise fish. ”

"Hehe, haha!" Weser couldn't help but laugh. Such a practical answer made Wei Ze feel very kind, and Wei Ze himself likes to eat fish.

Seeing Wei Ze smiling happily, Xiao Myeron was very confused.

Finally putting away his laughter, Wei Ze looked at Xiao Mylon with a smile, "If you really like to eat fish so much, you really want to raise fish." I'd like to give you a Jianyì. ”

Others thought that Wei Ze wanted to make a joke about Xiao Meilong, but they didn't expect Wei Ze to seriously build a joke for Xiao Meilong, and everyone listened with bated breath.

"I also like to eat fish, and there are many people who raise fish in China, but most of them are fish fry and raised. Whether you can catch the fish fry, whether the fry are good or not when they grow up, it all depends on luck. Weeser said.

Xiao Meilong's eyes lit up, he has been fishing for fish fry with his father since he was a child, and he is very clear about the doorway. He couldn't help but nod his head again and again, and blurted out the words in his heart, "Your Majesty, you are really an expert!" ”

Wei Ze didn't answer the question, he continued: "We are now engaged in interculture, raising carp and other fish in the rice fields. Whether it is carp, silver carp, grass carp, herring. If this research is successful, the masses will not have to go to fish fry in the future, and fish fry will be available in various places. At that time, it was easier to raise fish, and the production of fish was also large, and everyone could eat fish if they wanted to! Comrade Xiao Meilong, since you said that you love fish, are you willing to do this job? ”

The expressions in the eyes of the other heroic model representatives have changed considerably, and it is a great honor for everyone to let Wei Ze personally assign the work to Xiao Meilon. But this job looks too ordinary, not to be a big official, but to do a job of fish farming. The only reliable job for this kind of work is probably a public job, which is the same as going to a factory. As for the specific content, it's really a bit insignificant.

Xiao Meilong stood up with great excitement, he tried his best to stand upright, and saluted Wei Ze, "Your Majesty has arranged it like this, I will definitely do this errand well and raise the best delicious fish." ”

Wei Ze asked Xiao Mylon to sit down, "It's one thing to be delicious, but these fish are large. This is no joke. That's not tens of thousands of fish fry. That's going to be millions, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of fry every year. Comrade Xiao Meilong, you have to smash into it for the rest of your life and do this wholeheartedly. It's been decades of hard work! ”

"Please rest assured, as long as you let me do it, I will do this to the end!" Xiao Myron said enthusiastically.

Weeser nodded, but didn't say anything more. A lot of things have to be loved from the bottom of your heart to be able to stick to. He once read a report that a fishery expert died in the 21st century, and the old man did this all his life. What moved Wei Ze was the subheadline of the report, "He Makes Everyone in China Eat One More Fish Every Year." One fish a year is nothing to Chinese in the 21st century, but this kind of thing adds up. Just like Mr. Yuan Longping, he let him harvest "a few catties" of grain per mu. Or, as Wei Ze is more proud, let the people in the liberated areas eat a few catties of oil every month. A little bit of progress adds up, and it would be a terrible change.

But this is something that can only be studied by people who really love the industry, Mr. Yuan Longping said, "I'm just a farmer." This is how Mr. Yuan Longping evaluates himself, in fact, he is really a farmer. In addition to going to the ground every day for the rest of his life, he still went to the ground. When I was seventy or eighty years old and couldn't ride a motorcycle, I bought a car to get around. It is precisely this kind of real farmer who can do what countless people can't do.

This is true of all the outstanding people Wei Ze has seen, perhaps, as Confucius said, "knowing the destiny of heaven", they all turned their work into their own destiny, and then they had amazing results.

Xiao Meilon's answer made Wei Ze see that he was really interested in fish farming, and Wei Ze also sincerely hoped that Xiao Meilong could become a "fish farmer". If he can really do it, it will undoubtedly be a blessing for the whole of China.

Wei Ze also saw the expressions of the other representatives, and he didn't react to this, but he was slightly disappointed in his heart. Too utilitarian, and without a very simple love, it is difficult to achieve in life. This is true for ordinary people, and it is also true for heroes.