In more than ten years, Huang Jinyuan can go from a small worker to the president of the trade union federation who controls more than half of the trade unions in Hong Kong, of course, he will not be moved by Deng Zhongxia's words, and he is also quickly thinking about the relationship between participating and not participating. Let's participate, I just had an appointment with the governor of Hong Kong, and I regretted it so quickly, and it is not easy to talk when we meet in the future. But when I think about it, the consequences of not participating seem to be even worse. First of all, the reputation was ruined, after the death of Sun Yat-sen, the revolution in Guangdong developed faster, so the powerful Dian Guijun finished speaking, the prestige of the Guangdong political axe among the Hong Kong people was even higher, all political activities in Guangzhou could quickly resonate with the Chinese in Hong Kong, and if they did not participate in the strike without a suitable reason, they would definitely be scolded as lackeys of the British, the people's hearts would be scattered, and the ranks would not be easy to lead. Besides, the British are not a good thing, and they are not guilty of being burdened by them.

After thinking clearly, Huang Jinyuan asked Deng Zhongxia: "Strike, for the welfare of the workers' brothers, of course the brothers support, but brother, tell me what you think, and I can explain to the brothers below." ”

Deng Zhongxia and Yang Yin seemed to know that he would ask this, and after the two exchanged glances, Deng Zhongxia said calmly: "President Huang, you know the development of the domestic situation, the British not only carried out massacres in Shanghai, but also in Hankou, Jiujiang, and Nanjing, and they treated us Chinese as pigs and dogs and slaughtered them at will, so the purpose of our strike is to declare our Chinese unity as one, not afraid of the great powers, and the determination to carry the struggle to the end; Second, the Chinese have never had a political status in Hong Kong, the British have never allowed the Chinese to live in the place of residence, and the punishment for the same violation of the law is different between the British and the Chinese, so our strike not only supports the resistance of domestic workers, but also fights for the freedom of the Chinese in Hong Kong. ”

Yang Yin continued: "Our idea is to mobilize all the workers in Hong Kong to go on strike, not only the general union union, but also the general strike of all workers in foreign affairs, trams, machines, etc., so as to turn Hong Kong into a dead port and a stinky port. …。 ”

Huang Jinyuan gasped after hearing this, this is not a matter of tens of thousands of people, but hundreds of thousands of people, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, took a heavy breath, stabilized his mood, and then found that Deng Zhongxia and Yang Yin were looking at him, he handed the cigarette case to the two of them, and Deng Zhongxia and Yang Yin also lit each other.

"What a big spirit. Brother, I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of people participating. ”

"Yes, hundreds of thousands of workers are going to take part in order to declare our resolve to the British imperialists."

"After the strike, the workers will go back to the mainland?"

"Yes, back in Guangzhou, we will set up a general strike headquarters in Guangzhou, and the workers will disperse to various ports and blockade Hong Kong." Deng Zhongxia said.

Huang Jinyuan immediately realized that the strike attended by hundreds of thousands of workers would cost tens of thousands of dollars a day for food, plus other expenses, and 100,000 yuan a day would be enough to deal with it, which was a huge amount of money.

"How much does it cost, do you have that much money?"

"In terms of funds, the Guangdong base camp promised to support some of them, and for the rest, we can organize fundraising and mobilize workers and overseas Chinese from all over the country to support us." Yang Yin said.

"Some other workers can also be arranged to work, Mr. Liao Zhongkai once said that there is a road construction plan in the base camp, and some workers are needed." Deng Zhongxia added.

"Who is the General Command?" The members of the General Headquarters are elected by the trade unions. Deng Zhongxia replied.

"Okay, I'll do it." Huang Jinyuan no longer doubts that he is elected by the trade unions, and he controls half of the trade unions in Hong Kong, and the chairman of the strike committee is naturally none other than him, and he will not ask for much of the 100,000 yuan of funds a day, 1% is enough, and it is a fool not to do this kind of famous and beneficial thing.

Hearing that Huang Jinyuan agreed to join, Deng Zhongxia and Yang Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and winning the trade union general meeting was half of the success.

While they were negotiating with Huang Jinyuan, Huang Mingcheng led two people to distribute leaflets at the entrance of the factory, and many workers who could not read the leaflets surrounded them and listened to them preach the meaning of the strike.

Huanghuagang, Guangzhou, the cemetery of the 72 martyrs, the resting place of the martyrs who died in the earth-shattering battle 14 years ago.

Surrounded by pines and cypresses, the Statue of Liberty holds a torch high, burning her indomitable soul; The heroic spirit is engraved forever, and the yellow flowers in the garden are shining; The cemetery is solemn.

Zhuang Jihua accompanied Yu Peidi to offer flowers to the tomb of the seventy-two martyrs, and then the two of them along the tomb road to pay tribute to the martyrs' deeds recorded in the Ji Gong Fang, Yu Peidi was still holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, neither of them spoke, and when he walked to a tombstone, Yu Peidi put the flowers in his hand under the stele, and Zhuang Jihua saw that the name engraved on it was Yu Peilun.

"Your relatives?" Zhuang Jihua asked softly.

Yu Peidi bowed three times silently, his eyes were slightly red, and after a while, he said, "My brother." ”

After Xiong Kewu and his entourage arrived in Guangzhou, I don't know why, they all went in and out together, which made it difficult for Zhuang Jihua to find a chance to talk to one of them alone. It wasn't until yesterday that Zhuang Jihua got the report that Yu Peidi was going to Huanghuagang today to pay homage to the 72 martyrs, and Xiong Kewu and Zhang Chong were going to the Guangdong Army Headquarters to visit Xu Chongzhi, which means that today is the time when Yu Peidi is alone, and Zhuang Jihua must seize this opportunity. Therefore, Zhuang Jihua happened to meet Yu Peidi today, and by the way, he accompanied him to Huanghuagang.

Hearing that it was Yu Peidi's brother, Zhuang Jihua hurriedly made up three bows.

Yu Peidi whispered, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks, this is my respect for my ancestors, not because he is your brother." Zhuang Jihua said.

Out of Ji Gongfang, the two of them spread in the cemetery, the maintenance of the tomb of the seventy-two martyrs is obviously very good, under the green pines and cypresses, the scorching sun is not so scorching.

Zhuang Jihua is still the first time to come to the tomb of the seventy-two martyrs, and he knew about the Huanghuagang Uprising in his previous life, but like other events in the Republic of China, he only knows a term, and the more detailed ones are unknown.

"I really didn't expect that Brother Ling also participated in the Huanghuagang Uprising." Zhuang Jihua sighed, he was too disappointed in his intelligence work, such an important information actually knew that he had known it earlier, and he could have played the emotional card, although it was impossible to pull Yu Peidi over like this, but the emotional score was definitely worth a few points.

"Not only my brother, but also me, Jin Gong (Xiong Kewu, author's note), Nu Gang brother (i.e. Dan Maoxin). We all participated. Yu Peidi glanced at Zhuang Jihua lightly and said.

"Why didn't Jin Gong come today?" Zhuang Jihua asked knowingly. But his heart is sinking, Yu Peidi and Xiong Kewu still have this relationship, so can he still pull it over? For the first time, Zhuang Jihua felt that his plan was in danger of failing.

"Jin Gong is too busy, and tens of thousands of brothers in the Sichuan army are pressing on him, he is not easy." Yu Peidi sighed.

Zhuang Jihua was silent for a while, but Yu Peidi opened the conversation box at this time, and the meeting started the situation of the Huanghuagang Uprising that year.

"After the failure of the Hekou Uprising, I was going to go to this with General Huang Xing, but I didn't expect that I fell ill in Singapore, I was poor at the time, and I didn't even have money for treatment, and I didn't dare to write a letter home, so I had to write to Brother Shuren (that is, Wu Yuzhang, the patriarch of [***], wanting him to ask for money from my family, but I didn't expect Brother Shuren to worry that my family was in a hurry, so he raised 300 yuan from my colleagues in the Sichuan Alliance and sent it to me, and I relied on this 300 yuan to save my life."

Yu Peidi lightly told the past.

"I followed my brother to this book at sixteen, my brother is more honest than me, he wants to take the road of industry to save the country, I like to join in the fun, soon introduced by General Huang Xing to participate in the alliance, and later my brother was also introduced by the tree brother to participate in the alliance, he is studying industry, the technology is very good, colleagues in the meeting called him the bomb king, Wang Jingwei went to Yanjing to assassinate the regent Zaifeng with the bomb is my brother made. During the Guangzhou Uprising, he carried a basket of bombs, and I was by his side, responsible for handing him the bombs, and both of us brothers participated in the uprising, and he always asked me to follow him, always in front of me. ”

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Zhuang Jihua listened to Yu Peidi tell the situation at that time, and there was a strange feeling in his heart, he never cared about these in his previous life, history is like a passing cloud, it is better to live in history than to live in reality, to be a happy pig is far better than to be a painful philosopher. I didn't expect that the world was unfair, and now that he has to participate in history, what will future generations say about him?

"Without the Huanghuagang Uprising, there would have been no Wuchang Uprising, there would have been no Republic of China, and the efforts of our ancestors have not been in vain." Zhuang Jihua raised his eyes to look at the Statue of Liberty holding the torch high on the memorial workshop.

"Freedom to guide the people, that's a good point. But in retrospect, the Republic of China and the Republic of China, for which we fought and shed blood, are not now wreaking havoc by warlords and displaced people, and imperialism is still rampant in China. Looking back at midnight, was it worth the blood we shed? Yu Peidi's eyes revealed loneliness.

Zhuang Jihua immediately felt that Yu Peidi's thoughts were changing, but he immediately thought of why he said this, just a moment of depression or really had new ideas.

"Master Yu, you are wrong, your brother and the martyrs lying here, as well as the martyrs lying in other places, their blood has not been shed in vain. It is true that there are still many unsatisfactory aspects of the Republic of China, which you have fought hard and with blood and sacrifice, but this is by no means the fault of the Xinhai Revolution itself, but the fault of the revolution. Strictly speaking, this mistake also includes you. ”

Yu Peidi looked at Zhuang Jihua in some surprise, not knowing why he said this.

(To be continued)