Chapter 88: The Art of Propaganda

Because of the matter of the "Harmony Order", Yang Wangpeng's happy mood suddenly fell to the bottom, he never expected that Zhao Bei would choose such a juncture to purge the troops, now Yuan Shikai rebelled, the Qing army stopped advancing, the military tension has disappeared, no matter how you look at it, it is a good opportunity to purge the troops.

On the other hand, most of the backbone of the Qunzhi Society are now in Jingzhou, Shinan, and Yichang, before Yang Wangpeng returned to Hanyang, Zhao Bei also specially told everyone to go to the counties to prepare for the establishment of military and political sub-offices, now it seems that this is also an ulterior motive, Yang Wangpeng even has no doubt that the Jingzhou City garrison at this time is likely to have received new orders, and those squadron leaders and captains of the Revolutionary Guards will definitely not obey the command of the cadres of the Qunzhi Society, because their appointment and promotion are directly under the control of the General Headquarters. Yang Wangpeng and them only have a leadership relationship in their positions, but no subordinate relationship, and in a sense, the status of the two sides is equal.

A republican army and a revolutionary guard, the two are not subordinate to each other, but they have a common supreme leader―――――― what a clever means of the emperor, when the Qing court exterminated the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, didn't it also use this trick? A Hunan army, a Huai army, plus those powerful superintendents in various places who are not subordinate to each other and have their own plans, are so painstaking, isn't it just asking them to monitor each other and tear each other down? If it weren't for this, I'm afraid that if the revolutionary army didn't prosper, the Manchu Dynasty would have been ceded to those Hunan gentry long ago.

This is called "balance", the secret of maintaining the authority of the superior, and it is also the truth that Yang Wangpeng has just realized.

It's a pity that the cadres of the Qunzhi Society are too young, lack experience, and lack vigilance, so the commander-in-chief is called to come quickly.

Thinking of this, Yang Wangpeng admired Zhao Beilai more and more, at the same age, but politically much more mature than his peers, perhaps, this is "talent".

"Eat a trench and grow wisdom."

With this thought, Yang Wangpeng led the guards and entered Hanyang City in a depressed mood.

The city was a different scene, with people shouting, red flags waving, and the streets full of members of the Revolutionary Guards, beating gongs and drums, and continuing to sell the kind of "republican steamed buns", one braid for five steamed buns, enough to make those hungry homeless people covet it.

"Talent. Why didn't I come up with such an idea? As soon as you eat steamed buns, don't you remember the word 'republic'? The people don't care if you are a republic or an emperor, it is true to fill your stomach, the emperor can't eat enough, the republic eats full, who will buy the emperor's account in the future? ”

Before Yang Wangpeng finished sighing, he bumped into a team of propaganda teams beating gongs and drums, carrying a huge photo on the street, the photo was more than one person tall, wearing red and hanging colors, and the portrait on it was none other than Zhao Bei, the commander-in-chief in military uniform. The propagandists distributed revolutionary pamphlets along the way, and all of them had the silhouette of the commander-in-chief printed on the covers.

As a soldier, Yang Wangpeng also got a revolutionary pamphlet, and he was a little angry when he looked at the content that he was no longer familiar with.

"Does he want to dress himself up as a great hero who can write and fight? Is this the so-called 'art of propaganda'? ”

Yang Wangpeng remembered the kind of "art of propaganda" that Zhao Bei had mentioned before, and he was very emotional, so he didn't stay at the moment, urged the horse to continue to move forward, crossed Hanyang City from west to east, and arrived at the Hanyang Arsenal in a short time.

At the gate of the arsenal, I met a team, the soldiers marched in a single column with rifles, it was a unit of the Republican Army stationed in the arsenal, apparently returning to the camp, although everyone was tired, but the morale was high, and they were returning from singing the military song:

"Revolutionary soldiers should keep in mind that there are three major disciplines and eight points of attention! ……”

Yang Wangpeng jumped off the saddle with respect, stood on the side of the road and waited quietly for this army to walk by, the tune of the military song is very familiar, it is a military song sung by the Hubei New Army before, but the lyrics are completely different, giving people a refreshing feeling, the original tune of the military song is taken from a Prussian military song "Kaiser Wilhelm Training Song", Zhang Zhidong changed the lyrics, became the military song of the Hubei New Army, and now, apparently, someone has revised the lyrics again, but the tune is still that tune, only listened to it once, Yang Wangpeng has memorized most of the lyrics, and he can't help but admire it even more.

"This song is good for preliminary military discipline education." With this idea, Yang Wangpeng turned over and left the arsenal.

After crossing the river from the pontoon bridge and inquiring along the way, he learned that Zhao Bei was meeting with merchant representatives at the headquarters of the Hankou Current Affairs Propaganda Team to discuss the post-war reconstruction of Hankou, so he hurried to the Manchun Tea Garden.

When I arrived at the place, Zhao Beizheng sent a few middle-aged men who looked like gentlemen out of the door, humbling while making a gesture, looking like a corporal of courtesy, but it made Yang Wangpeng feel unhappy for a while, if he wasn't a person in the bureau, who would know that he Zhao Bei's "thick black learning" ability had been learned at home?

Although the commander-in-chief is honest, but after all, he is the commander-in-chief, although Yang Wangpeng is dissatisfied, he still jumps off the saddle and stands on the side of the road with his hands down.

"Zilun, you're back so soon? Very good, I took the time to follow Li Huangpi yesterday to learn to fish, just now I showed my hand, in the Yangtze River caught two 'Wuchang fish', and then mentioned the Yellow Crane Tower to call people to rectify, let's sit upstairs while watching the scenery while drinking, isn't it beautiful? During the Three Kingdoms, the people of Eastern Wu were suffering from harsh government and shouted the slogan of 'don't drink the water of the Yangtze River, don't eat Wuchang fish', which was the passive resistance of the people, but we revolutionaries should have the heroic spirit of eating Wuchang fish while drinking the water of the Yangtze River! ”

Zhao Bei took two strangers to greet Yang Wangpeng, and as soon as they met, they snorted.

Yang Wangpeng said: "I'm not as idle as the commander-in-chief, Jingzhou has just been recovered, the Shi Nanhui party is unruly and unscrupulous, and the Tusi leaders in the mountains are also ready to move, so I have to worry no less than the commander-in-chief." ”

"Revolution is not an overnight thing, and the combination of work and rest is the way of civil and military. Why, look at your face, as if someone had just quarreled with you. ”

Zhao Bei restrained his smile, handed a list to Yang Wangpeng, and said: "Look, this is the list of arrested cadres of the Japanese Notification Society back then, except for a few who unfortunately died in prison, the rest of the people have been rescued by us from Hankou Prison, many of them are your old acquaintances, and they all want to talk to you, and now they are all being treated in Hanyang Military Hospital, you can go and see them." However, some of them suffered a lot in prison and were in poor health, and they were afraid that they would not be able to engage in revolutionary work in the future. ”

Yang Wangpeng accepted the list, thanked him, and turned his gaze to the two strangers beside Zhao Bei.

Zhao Bei introduced the two: "These two are the revolutionary comrades of the Henan League, one is Yang Yuanmao, the other is a violent bin, they came all the way from Xinyang, and they have suffered a lot, although they have never fought, but this revolutionary will is also quite strong. ”

"I heard that the commander is the first hero to recover Jingzhou, and we have long been looking forward to it, but when I saw it today, it was really magnificent." Yang Yuanmao arched his hand to Yang Wangpeng and said a few polite words.

Yang Wangpeng is humble again and again, and now the real intention of Zhao Bei to send him to attack Jingzhou is clear, no matter how beautiful this battle of Jingzhou is, it is not as good as the commander-in-chief's battle of "harmony".

Zhao Bei pointed at Yang Yuanmao and said: "Speaking of which, thanks to this comrade Jinshi, if I hadn't talked to him about the origin of this 'Yang' surname, I, the old man, would not have known that your Zilun surname is not Yang, and I feel that you are a compound surname, so I should call you 'Commander Yang Wang'." ”

Where was Yang Wangpeng in the mood to talk about his title with others at this time, he only slightly politely said a few words to the two Henan comrades, and then said: "Yang has a few heartfelt words, I want to talk to the commander-in-chief, I don't know if the commander-in-chief is convenient?" ”

Seeing this scene, Yang Yuanmao and the violent polite retreated, turned around and went back to the tea garden.

Zhao Bei glanced at Tian Jinfu, the captain of the guard standing behind him, and said, "Yiren, I'll walk alone with Commander Yang, don't follow closely." ”

Yang Wangpeng walked towards the gate, but was pulled by Zhao Bei.

Zhao Bei pointed to the corner of the street and said, "Since the revolution, I haven't spoken to Zilun about my heart, so it's better to take this opportunity to talk about it." People come and go in the teahouse, not a place to talk to the heart. Now Li Huangpi may still be fishing by the river, he has wine and food, we might as well go to him to ask for a glass of wine. As soon as the wine is drunk, the conversation box is opened, and it is easy to say what is usually not easy to say, and dare to say what is not dared to say, which is called wine to strengthen heroes. ”

(Keep canvassing, keep canvassing.) οΌ‰