"Come on, big men of the council, please exercise your 'sacred rights', let us see if we are considered countrymen, and how many of us care about the interests of our people!"

"Yes! Cast it, big guys! ”

"We're looking at you, fat pigs and dogs!"

"You should be roasted on the fire, and look at the fat on your body, which is enough to boil a big pot of oil!"

"When you hanged them, you didn't expect such a day, did you?"

All kinds of angry shouts made the whole square fall into madness, and Mincheng was naturally prosperous, but the contradictions and accumulated anger hidden behind this prosperity always broke out. The more prosperous it is, the deeper the anger of this contradiction and antagonism, and the new machinery and the new division of labor, factory and bank futures speculation, make the gap between rich and poor accumulate faster.

In the face of angry citizens, many chose to throw their votes into glass boxes of support, but some still insisted. It may be related to one's own vital interests, or because of the belief in one's heart, or because of a kind of self-persistence.

A lot of people voted against it, and these negative votes caused outrage among the citizens, but only anger that should have been. Just as cats steal fish and fish, people are angry when they see cats stealing dried fish that their women carefully hide, but this anger is a natural anger.

Hu Lin sat to the left of the Mexican party council members, and he was in front of the Mexican party members in the ring.

At this time, the support votes prevailed, and the citizens gathered around had already begun to celebrate. In their opinion, Hu Lin will naturally pity his plight. Although the remaining members of the Mexican Party said that some of their ideas were different from their own, they would not stand on the opposite side of their own people in this matter, and how to say that these people still have a conscience.

Hu Lin stood up, picked up the thin, very cheap, but heavy ticket in his hand, but gave the rules of the old era, looked around, looked at the expectant eyes of those around him, and sighed.

A few years ago, before Chen Jian went to sea, on that rainy night in the capital, he asked Chen Jian a question, but Chen Jian did not give an answer at that time.

He scolded Jian Chen for being cold-blooded, and he also scolded the world in Jian Chen's eyes for being dead, but he just used the world as a canvas to sway on it wantonly.

But after Chen Jian went to sea, he witnessed all these changes with his own eyes in Mincheng, and when the contradiction between the old and the new was really becoming a reality, he knew that he was powerless. Even if you are not cold-blooded, even if the world in your eyes is colorful and vivid, even if you have a conscience, you still don't know what to do.

He understood the suffering of the bankrupt small producers, and he also witnessed how the citizens who had been living a modest life were reduced to abject poverty in a matter of years, sending their children to work as child laborers in the water-powered workshops, selling their spacious houses and living in small "buildings".

However, at this moment, holding this ticket, he did not walk to the glass box with support written on it, but sighed and went straight to the glass box of opposition.

The two glass boxes are not far apart, but they are not in a straight line after all. Thirty paces away, perhaps twenty-nine steps on the line of impartiality, only to make a choice at the last step, but from the first step he walked towards the glass box with opposition written on it.

The citizens who were already preparing to celebrate suddenly had a smile on their faces, they recognized the words for and against, so they were sure that Hu Lin must have recognized it, because Hu Lin had been a gentleman in the night school before the Mexican Party, and he had told many stories.

Everyone who listens to the story knows it, but will the storyteller still admit it?

Seeing Hu Lin walking towards the glass box step by step, many people's hearts began to tighten, not fear, but an indescribable feeling, like a betrayal.

"Mr. Zhu Qian, that's the ballot box of opposition!"

I don't know who shouted, in fact, everyone knows that it is impossible for Hu Lin not to be literate, and it is impossible to distinguish what is for support and what is against.

Yet, as if what had been taken for granted turned into an unexpected consternation, few people were able to react or say what they should have said within thirty paces. Maybe someone can write a poem in seven steps, but it is precisely because of the scarcity that they can leave a name.

I don't know what to say or what kind of emotions to show in my astonishment, and this ridiculous, three-point expectation, three-part anger, and three-part surprise reminder has become the most appropriate sentence for the occasion.

Hu Lin did not pause, walked straight to the glass box, cast the vote that signaled against the "Prohibition of New Water Workshops Act", and then turned around and shouted in the loudest voice he could in his life: "I am against it!" ”

There was a strange silence in the chaotic square, but the silence did not mean that voting would stop. The members of the Mexican Party's council, who were lined up behind Hu Lin, threw their votes into the opposing glass boxes one by one, and then stood with Hu Lin and said similar but different things.

"Our party is against it."

Airplanes......

Bursts of scolding rang out from the entire square, interspersed with staccato boos, many cursing, and the young men who maintained order pulled their arms together to block the angry crowd.

"Traitor!"

"Phew! The future you have promised will not be us at all! ”

"Behold, this is the future that the Mexican Party has given us, and it is to starve us to death!"

"Get down! You don't deserve to stand there. Go and lick the grooves of the big shopkeepers, and make a few noises of hoops, and get a bone full of flies. ”

"Liar! Minion! ”

"Surrender faction!"

The members of the Mexican Party did not shy away from the angry gaze or the swearing, but shouted loudly about their reasoning and the solution, even if it was a short-term solution.

However, the crowd that was stirred up couldn't listen at all, and Hu Lin ran over and picked up a glass box, lifted it high and threw it to the ground.

The voice was not loud, but this sudden action temporarily silenced the chaotic crowd, and he climbed onto the table and shouted, "Citizens! Listen to me! We have a better solution......"

After all, Hu Lin's fame is enough to keep everyone awake to the last moment, including those members of the Mexican Party. They weren't the only ones who were against it, but it was this act of betrayal that made everyone feel extremely angry, and it proved that what they had done before was not so hateful.

There was a brief silence, and several members of the Mexican Party who stood with Hu Lin gestured to Hu Lin with a trusting look to explain the follow-up questions, after all, Hu Lin's prestige among the citizens was higher.

However, just as Hu Lin was about to open his mouth, a rhythmic flute and small drum suddenly came from the edge of the crowd, followed by dozens of people singing something, suppressing Hu Lin's voice and rekindling the originally slightly stable situation.

The no-vote of these people seemed unexpected to these angry citizens, but it was taken for granted by others, so they could not be allowed to say what they had to say, but prepared early.

The harmony of dozens of people could never be a sudden feeling or a tacit understanding from God, including those flutists and drummers, who were obviously ready for a long time.

In order to be at this moment, when these people voted against it, these people were completely dragged into the opposition of these citizens. Reason is not allowed, reason is not allowed, and even temporary reason must create an opportunity to burn a fire.

The rhythmic singing voice catches the attention of the citizens, and the satirical lyrics completely burn the last sanity of these people, and also extend the pain, anger and helplessness of the betrayal to the boundless.

……

The officials are so clever! The parliamentarians are more refined!

By you, the republic will prosper;

Great merchants, workshops, help you govern the country,

Their medical skills are: kill first, then speak.

That bunch of, the little spinners are,

In the name of the countrymen, what kind of help do you want;

The easiest way to do this is to hang them near the factory.

Like a hanged dog, he can put an end to the disease of the republic.

You see, the little spinners.

That's a bunch of scoundrels, maybe robbed,

Like a pack of wild dogs, they have nothing to eat;

Wild dogs have to eat, so they must rob.

The simplest medical technique is to hang all these scoundrels.

Whoever breaks the machine is immediately hanged, and there is no need to eat again.

Save the government's money and meat to feed the watchdogs of the mill owners.

It is very easy to create a man, and a man and a woman can have a litter in a year;

Machines are rare, and craftsmen can only make one for several years.

Calculate it, do the math, how can human life be worth a machine?

The gallows of Mincheng make the mountains and rivers colorful, and the execution boats on the wharf make the sun and the moon shine.

The gallows shows the prosperity of business!

The execution ship shows the prosperity of the yarn factory!

Oh! Republic! Banzai!

Mercenaries, vigilantes, and pickets of a certain party.

The hangman, the justice, and the carcass of the corpse.

For the sake of the republic, they want to kill all the small spinning workers.

Someone was stupid and surprised:

When the people were crying out for hunger and cold,

Human life is not worth a shaft of cotton yarn?

Oh, you don't understand, it's for the prosperity and prosperity of the republic.

Oh! Republic! Banzai!

……

There is no story of Dou E here, but the members of the Mexican Party standing on the stage are like Dou E, they only opposed the last Dignity March, but they did not vote for the "Prohibition of Destroying Machines Act" at all, which was hanged at all, and there was no armed picket to help suppress it.

However, this is a trap, and opposition to the Prohibition of New Hydraulic Workshops Act does not logically imply support for the Prohibition of Destroying Machines Act, which is a maximum hanging, but the angry crowd has forgotten about such a thing as logic.

The townspeople, who were stirred up by the song, soon sang this "praised", catchy ballad that struck a deep rage in their hearts.

Thousands of people sang in unison, and the earth shook and shook over any other sounds......