The wheelchair slowly climbed up the steps, Zhuang Jihua still reached out to take it as before, pushed him into the living room, and stopped at the coffee table, the maid was very eye-catching, and brought tea almost at the same time.

"Cultural Revolution, how does it feel to come down this circle?" Zhang Jingjiang asked with a smile.

"There are joys and sorrows, and in general, the joys outweigh the sorrows," Zhuang Jihua turned back and sat on the sofa: "The speed of industrial development is barely acceptable, the progress of social reform is relatively slow, alas, there are too many ethnic minorities in the southwest, which seriously hinders social reform." ”

"These things can't be rushed, the old man went to Yan'an, and when he comes back, he will almost become a GCD member," Zhang Jingjiang's tone had a hint of ridicule: "I can't wait to turn Yucheng into Yan'an." ”

Obviously, Mr. Mei is used to Zhang Jingjiang's way of speaking, and the two may have talked about this issue many times, and he was not angry at Zhang Jingjiang's ridicule, but said calmly: "People must admit that our country is weak and the people are poor, if we don't cheer up mentally, the country will be ruined." ”

Seeing the argument between the two gradually rising, Zhuang Jihua did not intend to mediate, but took a good time to look at the layout of the living room. The first thing that attracted his attention was the ink landscape map hanging on the main hall, the turbulent river, the rolling waves, the mountains on both sides of the river faintly, majestic and majestic; The green bamboo hut at the foot of the mountain, the pastoral scenery, is faintly visible; A small boat struggles against the current in the waves, facing layer after layer of waves. Directly above the picture, there are four vigorous characters: wind and rain and rivers and mountains, and on both sides is a couplet: the rivers and mountains are picturesque, and five thousand years of China will not tolerate humiliation; Sailing against the current, thousands of miles of rivers and rivers bury thieves.

Zhang Jingjiang smiled: "Old man, we have argued about this matter many times, GCD is completely different from our Kuomintang, we are the national power, they are the local government, and their practices cannot be promoted throughout the country." ”

"Their hardships are unimaginable, Mr. MZD doesn't even have good clothes, and all he entertains us is potatoes and cabbage from northern Shaanxi, but this is also more comfortable than the rich feast of those dignitaries and nobles in Yucheng and Xi'an."

Although they were bickering, the emotions of the two were very calm, and Zhang Jingjiang saw Zhuang Jihua's attitude of staying out of the matter, so he had the intention to pull him into the battlefield.

"Cultural Revolution, what do you think?"

"Good words, good paintings, old man, whose masterpiece is this?" Zhuang Jihua sighed endlessly.

"This is Mr. Bethun's magnum opus." Old man Mei showed a trace of pride, Bo Xun is the alias of the Kuomintang veteran Yu Youren, Yu Youren is known as the master of calligraphy in the world, but his paintings are not very famous, and he rarely paints for people, but he specially made this picture of the wind and rain for the old man Mei, no wonder the old man is a little proud.

"There is growth, there is growth, the Cultural Revolution, it seems that your knowledge has improved a lot, and you even understand Chinese painting and calligraphy," Zhang Jingjiang's tone was full of mockery.

Zhuang Jihua laughed, looked at the picture and said: "Wind and rain, isn't it the best depiction now, our Kuomintang has interception in front, there are chasing soldiers in the back, the interior is scattered, there are many drawbacks, reform is necessary, but the hardships of Yan'an, that is the conditions, northern Shaanxi is a barren land, the army, the political axe, how much money to feed, I am afraid that every year from the northwest of Shanxi to transfer a lot of grain back, life dare not have a little luxury." But it is precisely this that makes them more united and more cohesive internally. ”

"There's some truth to that." Zhang Jingjiang immediately picked up: "The political axe must have the face of the political axe, when you go to Yucheng, how can we arrange for you, can't let you sleep on the road." ”

"The road is not needed, what you said is not bad, I am not talking about those meals, but the mental state they showed, some officials in the national political axe have a decadent phenomenon, the vice president of the dignified hall actually publicly made a statement of surrender, which is especially infuriating, how did Wang Zhaoming become like this, he was not like this back then." Old man Mei had seen Wang Jingwei long before the Xinhai Revolution, Wang Jingwei was impassioned and a young man with boiling blood at that time, but when he saw him this time, he showed a mental state that made him extremely disappointed, and he almost pinched Zeng Zhongming and others at the dinner table.

"Hehe, it depends on who is right, if it is a Soviet invasion, you look at the attitude of [***], what did they say when they were on the Middle Road." Zhang Jingjiang did not give in at all, and continued to press, and Old Man Mei had nothing to say now.

"Their theories are different from ours, in their view the Middle Road incident is a conflict between the proletariat and the bourgeoisie, and their choice is self-evident, supporting Soviet Russia is supporting the proletariat, which is very understandable." Zhuang Jihua defended [***], so that Zhang Jingjiang couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, but Zhuang Jihua looked at him with some puzzlement, not knowing why he was fighting the old man like this today.

Zhang Jingjiang winked at him, and then continued: "Old man Mei, what did you think about what I said last time, and now the Cultural Revolution is also here, you give me the truth." ”

"I feel sick with those people." Old Man Mei replied angrily.

Zhuang Jihua then remembered that Zhang Jingjiang asked him to serve as a political officer just now that Mr. Mei talked about, it seems that Zhang Jingjiang and the old man had a broken talk, so he used words to block the old man, thinking about this clearly, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, how can these two people be old and old, and they are still angry like children.

"Old man, you have to agree to this," although he didn't know what Zhang Jingjiang was going to do, Zhuang Jihua already felt that he was designing something, and the political participation meeting was probably an important part of it, and the old man was probably also a chess piece: "Now is not the time to be alone." ”

Old Man Mei calmly picked up the pipe and put it on, then slowly lit it, and then looked up at Zhang Jingjiang: "Mr. Zhang, isn't the political officer just an ornament?" Why do you want me to be that clay sculpture? If you don't explain it, I won't do it. ”

It's all old foxes, Zhuang Jihua couldn't help laughing, Zhang Jingjiang was also happy, he turned his head to look at the door, only Wu Ziniu was outside the door, and even the maid who served tea just now was nowhere to be seen.

"Although the political participation meeting is a decoration, without any real power, but it gathers most of the celebrities, the boiling party, the energy of these people can not be underestimated, they have a close relationship with all aspects, there must be our people in it, and it is the best choice for the old man to go in." Zhang Jingjiang also lit a cigarette after speaking, spit out the smoke beautifully, and then looked at Old Man Mei.

"Cultural Revolution, no one in your pocket?" Old Man Mei frowned and asked.

"Some of them have already gone in, but they are peripheral personnel and do not touch the core secrets." Zhuang Jihua said that there are many experts in the southwest development team, and Zhang Jingjiang also has people from the business circles in his hands, and some of them have already entered the political council, but these people are only peripheral personnel.

"I still don't know what you're going to do in the future." Old man Mei said calmly: "When we were in Los Angeles, we discussed the establishment of a military industry in Sichuan to lay a good foundation for the Anti-Japanese War, for which we formulated a detailed plan and carried out a division of labor, seven years have passed, this plan is very successful, Yuntian told me that at present we can meet the needs of one million troops, and in two years, we can meet the needs of one and a half million people, which is already the extreme, the Cultural Revolution, you can use no funds, Guizhou development you can only sell the equity of the oil company to barely raise, what do you want to do next, You'll have to tell me. You have done a lot for the Cultural Revolution, for the country, and no one has done more than you. ”

The meaning of the old man's words is very clear, if you want me to cooperate, you have to tell me the plan, I can't watch you jump into the fire pit, just enough.

Zhuang Jihua thought silently for a moment before looking up at the old man and said: "Before returning to China, I thought that it would be enough to establish a military industrial system, but I found that we are facing many more problems than we imagined. No, so I carried out social reforms, the creation of a reserve, the reorganization of the army, the reorganization of the economy, the political reform in the areas that I could control, all with the goal of winning this war, but there was one place where it was difficult for me to influence, the central political axe, the state organization, the chairman of the council would not accept me to reform them, because it would endanger his rule. ”

"Just as you think that the political axe officials are corrupt, and when the country is in danger, they are still drunk and dreaming of death, and there are many factions in the political axe, and they are leaning towards each other, but what is the root cause of this? At the chairman's meeting," Zhuang Jihua raised a finger and poked upward: "I have followed the chairman for more than ten years, and I am confident that I still know him better, in fact, he is also helpless, since the premier's meeting, there are many factions in the party, and the armies around the country are self-contained, when the Northern Expedition is completed, the army is divided into five major systems, the chairman's Central Army, Yan Xishan's Jin Army, Feng Yuxiang's Northwest Army, Li Zongren's Bai Chongxi's Gui Army, Zhang Xueliang's Northeast Army, in addition to nearly 100 large and small warlords, and there are more than a dozen warlords in Sichuan, The decree does not go out of the three provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Under such circumstances, he could not help but appoint his own people, these people were his cronies, and the chairman of the committee himself was quite strict, saying that he said in the newspaper how much money he had in foreign countries, which was nonsense, but the people around him were not like this, such as Kong Xiangxi, this person is the biggest cancer in our party, and this person has a hand in managing money and making money. ”

Zhuang Jihua narrated how many times he secretly fought with Kong Xiangxi, and he gave in several times, and finally completely offended them, the ins and outs of the Material Bureau, and finally said: "The Southwest Development Team and the Sichuan Development Company have always been fat in Kong Xiangxi's eyes, and they have always wanted to get it in their hands, and the supervision system and food control I have engaged in in the southwest have also cut off the financial routes of many people, but this is not what I am most worried about, what I am most worried about is national finance, what is the most profitable in this world?" It's not drugs, it's finance, it's just a million profits, with Kong Xiangxi's greed, he will definitely use the four major banks under his control to meddle in industry with finance, meddle in the country's foreign exchange trading, and eventually mess up the country's economy. Therefore, he must be supervised, and the Participation Council can play a part-role role. Mr. Shizue's purpose for letting you enter the political council is here. ”

(To be continued)