Of course, things won't be just like this, Zhuang Jihua is also trying to find a way to vent, and by the way, let's see what Chen Geng wants to do.

"Okay, but I set the rule that you are not allowed to drink alcohol in the barracks, and I can't break it, so let's go out and drink." Zhuang Jihua said lightly.

"Okay." Jiang Xianyun agreed first, he remembered that Zhuang Jihua had the same thing last time, that was after Deng Yanda left, Zhuang Jihua was also depressed for a while, and then somehow got better, this time maybe because of the Liao Party representative, maybe it would be good to have a drink to soothe it, but now it is not as leisurely as that.

The group knocked on the tea shop opposite the camp gate, and began to drink under the oil lamp, Zhuang Jihua also let go at this time, and the people who came did not refuse, and the bowl was dry. Wine, which is the local brew of a rural farmer, is spicy and prickly; The dish is also a small dish of the farmhouse, and this situation is just drunk.

Drinking is naturally not drinking stuffy wine, the topic will be related to the Liao case for a while, Jiang Xianyun and Chen Geng did not go to Guangzhou, so they naturally did not know the details, so they asked Zhuang Jihua, which made Zhuang Jihua have the illusion that their purpose was this.

"The assassination of the party representative, in my opinion, was an inevitable accident. The so-called inevitability refers to the fact that the party deputies insisted on reorganizing the army and rectifying the finances, causing the interests of some vested interests to suffer losses, and it was their revenge. By accident, we were aware of it in advance and monitored them in some way, but the monitoring was not strong enough to effectively prevent the personal actions of some of them. ”

"So you think this is going to be a personal action?" Jiang Xianyun asked.

"From what we know so far, that's right." Zhuang Jihua drank the remaining wine in the bowl in one gulp, the amount of wine Zhuang Jihua showed tonight was amazing, Jiang Xianyun estimated that he and Chen Geng were not opponents combined, but there were also Song Yunfei and Wu Ziniu next to him, who were also people who drank a lot of alcohol.

"Hu Yisheng and Lin Zhimian once plotted to assassinate the party representatives, but for some reason they did not carry it out, by the way, Hu Hanmin knew about it, and he did not report it or stop it. Zhu Zhuowen is likely to act alone, as for the 2 million rumored in Hong Kong, this is likely to be just a rumor. ”

Jiang Xianyun saw that Zhuang Jihua was drinking quickly, and quietly signaled Chen Geng not to pour him too quickly, but Chen Geng didn't seem to pay attention, as long as Zhuang Jihua's wine glass was dry, he would immediately fill it for him.

"Cultural Revolution, I heard that you advocate that landlords can also join the peasant union, can you tell me why?" Jiang Xianyun knew what happened in Liujiatang one after another, and he had already thought of asking Zhuang Jihua in his heart.

"Why can't the landlord participate in the peasant meeting," Zhuang Jihua asked with a roll of his eyes, and then burped, and the smell of wine rushed straight into Jiang Xianyun's face.

"The purpose of setting up a peasant association was originally to deal with the landlords, and the landlords of the land participated in the peasant association, and with the clan advantage they represented, it was easy to gain leadership, and the surname of the peasant association could be changed."

"You....you're... Class struggle....theory," Zhuang Jihua smiled and swallowed the food in his mouth vigorously before he said: "Mobilize the peasants and restrain the peasants, why?" It's like eating, if you don't eat, you will starve; Eat too much and you'll die. The same is true of mobilizing the masses, and the revolution will not succeed if the masses are not mobilized; However, the mobilization of the masses may produce other problems, the most typical of which is excess. ”

Zhuang Jihua was a little excited, stood up and took off his coat and hung it next to him, and then said: "The masses are blind and impulsive to a large extent, why? Because the eyes of the masses are one-sided and limited, especially in China, a country where feudalism is still very serious, the majority of the masses lack culture, especially the peasants, and they can even be said to be ignorant. Therefore, it is necessary not only to mobilize them to rise up in struggle, but also to limit their blindness and excesses. ”

"What do you think is the specific manifestation of this blindness or excesses?" Seeing that Jiang Xianyun was also three points drunk, Chen Geng continued to ask.

"Any revolution is a redistribution of interests," Zhuang Jihua took another sip of the wine in the bowl: "The most important of them are economic and political interests; The American Reading Power War was a revolution caused by economic interests, and its original purpose was simply to take tax rights from the British crown, but it eventually developed into a struggle for political rights; This was the case with the French Revolution and the revolution in Soviet Russia, which led to a redistribution of economic and political interests. The political leaders in the revolution need the support of the masses, and the masses need economic benefits, to give or not to give? How to give? To what extent? So there will be people who make radical claims, and when they appear, will the political leaders support or oppose them? There must be only support, because they cannot oppose it, and opposition becomes confrontation with the masses. ”

Zhuang Jihua took another sip of wine, he felt that the wine was becoming more and more palatable, and the original spicy seemed to be gone.

"Specifically now, in fact, what I'm most worried about is not the issue of mass mobilization, Wushan, do you know?" Zhuang Jihua patted Chen Geng on the shoulder and said to him: "Wushan, what I am most worried about is the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. Whether the party is for....or.against.... Will the Kuomintang do anything? No, in your words, the Kuomintang is a propertied class, just take the army... Let's say, most of the officers' families are landlords or kulaks, and you divide their property, or... Killed, what will they do, they will rebel. ”

"So to let the landlords enter the peasant unions is to restrain the peasant unions and restrain radical actions?" Jiang Xianyun asked.

"yes, actually... It is to maintain....country... Common... Cooperate. Zhuang Jihua said drunkenly.

Song Yunfei and Wu Ziniu were on the side, listening to the clouds, Song Yunfei had stronger experience, and he understood a little bit, Wu Ziniu almost didn't understand it at all, he said drunkly: "No matter what they cooperate, I'll listen to you, sir, let's drink again." ”

After speaking, he raised his neck and drank the wine in the bowl dry, and Zhuang Jihua did the same. Song Yunfei looked at Chen Geng, and a smile appeared on his somewhat dark face.

"Company Commander Chen, let's have a bowl."

Touching the wine bowl in his hand with Chen Geng's face, and then drinking it dry, Chen Geng knew that Song Yunfei had seen something, so he had to pick up the wine bowl with a sad face and drink it in one gulp, but a lot of it flowed out of his mouth, staining a large piece of the military uniform.

Recruiting landlords into the peasant association is to maintain the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, Jiang Xianyun did not expect Zhuang Jihua to know him in this way, and he was even more angry at Zhuang Jihua's views on the masses, and in a trance he remembered the debate in Shaoguan, he stood up suddenly, did not want to move too violently under the stimulation of alcohol, his body shook for a while, Chen Geng hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, Jiang Xianyun pushed Chen Geng away: "Recruiting landlords into the peasant association to consolidate the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party is really a strange theory." The revolution is a process of continuous progress, some people persevere, some people will be eliminated, and those who are left are staunch revolutionaries. ”

"No, no, you... Wrong. Zhuang Jihua raised his index finger and shook it, and said with a bit of a stutter: "You... How....know... Road... They... Willing... Pay....so ... The price of today....you can... So....say, in the future... This? Isn't it... Also available... To put it this way? Many... Less....sin.is..in beauty... of....excuses.....under ..generated. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Jihua grunted and lay on the table.

"He's drunk, Wushan, let's help him back. You two pack up. After Chen Geng finished speaking, he came over to frame Zhuang Jihua's body, Jiang Xianyun set up his other side, and Zhuang Jihua chattered endlessly: "Revolution, drink... Wine is revolution. Come, here, you say, come... Over here... What to do. ”

Along the way, several officers recognized Jiang Xianyun and Zhuang Jihua, and they all wanted to help, but they were all beaten away by Chen Geng, and he and Jiang Xianyun kept taking Zhuang Jihua back to the bedroom. After entering the door, Jiang Xianyun looked around and said to Chen Geng: "You pour him some water, I'll go get him a basin of cold water and wipe his face." ”

After Jiang Xianyun left, Chen Geng poured a glass of water, felt too hot, and put it aside, he looked around, the surroundings were quiet, and a thought suddenly rose to him.

"Cultural Revolution, do you have a prejudice against our party?" Chen Geng asked in a low voice.

"What... Why....stereotypes? Zhuang Jihua asked in a daze: "No... No. You Wushan is a good person. ”

"I'm not talking about Wushan, I'm talking about [***]."

"Total... Party, very... Li... harm, the world....is....theirs. ”

"Then why don't you participate in [***]?"

"I... No... Dare..., too... Awesome, no... To be killed....also... Hide... But...but...., Cultural Revolution.... ”

Comfort, what does it mean? Can't hide from anything? Chen Geng was confused.

"What do you do?" Jiang Xianyun returned to the house, and just when he heard the last sentence, he looked at Chen Geng in surprise, not knowing what he wanted to do. Chen Geng waved his hand and asked him not to speak.

"[***] Isn't it good?"

Zhuang Jihua didn't speak, Chen Geng pushed him, and asked again: "Is [***] bad?" ”

"One... Kind, no... What the... Difference. Zhuang Jihua sat up abruptly and shouted, "I want to drink, what about wine?" ”

Chen Geng hurriedly held him up, brought the cup, tested the temperature, felt that it was still a little hot, and said, "I'm done." ”

"Buy, go... Buy, I... Out....money. ”

"Okay, you lie down first." Chen Geng pulled Jiang Xianyun aside: "Get him a cup of cold boiled water." You can do without cold water. ”

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Xianyun grabbed him and asked in a low voice.

"I always feel that he is hiding something, there is something in his heart that he has not said, and today is a rare opportunity, and he spits the truth after drinking." Chen Geng said slyly.

"Forget it, it's not good, if he finds out, how will he get along in the future." Jiang Xianyun thought about it and then persuaded.

Chen Geng was anxious: "Wushan, do big things informally, and besides, he is drunk like this, what do you know." ”

"No, besides, did you understand what he said just now?"

"Ask again, I'll ask another question, okay." Chen Geng pleaded.

Jiang Xianyun looked at Zhuang Jihua, who was still asking for wine on the bed, hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head resolutely, Chen Geng still had to persuade, and then heard the voices of Song Yunfei and Wu Ziniu outside, he knew that the opportunity had passed.

Jiang Xianyun's hesitation deprived them of an opportunity to make an astonishing discovery. Chen Geng didn't think out what Zhuang Jihua meant when he wanted to break his head, he wasn't comfortable? Can't hide from what? What does he call himself to do? Later, he reported these words to Director Zhou, and with Director Zhou's wisdom, it was inexplicable, until many years later, by chance....but at that time he was already in the center of the storm, and the road of life was about to come to an end.

(To be continued)