Xiao Lang was the mayor of the Japanese, and Liu Youjin was the maintenance chairman of the Japanese, but they were all under his own instruction in order to protect the people, and now they are suppressed as traitors, isn't it wronged to grandma's house.

Chen Zikun immediately went to find Zheng Zeru, Secretary Zheng's home is also on Fenglin Road, it is a small western-style building, there are guards in front of the door, there are nannies at home, the furnishings at home are elegant and full of bookish atmosphere, I have to admit that among many high-level revolutionary cadres, Secretary Zheng's cultural accomplishment is quite high.

A very beautiful girl received Chen Zikun, saying that our Lao Zheng was talking on the phone with Secretary Rao of the East China Bureau, and immediately went downstairs, invited Chen Zikun to sit down, and made him tea and smoked.

After half an hour, Zheng Zeru came down from upstairs and shouted sorry: "I'm really sorry, I was reporting some problems about the suppression of rebellion to the leaders of the East China Bureau just now, and I was negligent, lazy." ”

Chen Zikun knew that the secretary of the provincial party committee had a red confidential confidential phone at home, which could go directly to Shanghai and Beijing, and he also had it at home, but the frequency of use was very low, far less than that used by Zheng Zeru.

"Secretary Zheng, you don't notice you when you get married, you don't pay attention to righteousness." Chen Zikun laughed.

Zheng Zeru also smiled: "Chairman Chen, you have entertained me, our old friends don't talk about those false tricks, come, smoke, the Hongqi brand cigarettes produced by our Jiangbei Cigarette Factory are much stronger than the old knife fort of British American Tobacco." ”

Chen Zikun took the cigarette, Zheng Zeru helped him light it, the two evaluated the quality of the cigarette for a while, Zheng Zeru said: "Does Chairman Chen have any instructions for coming?" ”

"I am under the leadership of the provincial party committee, how can there be instructions, but some things reflect on whether the anti-rebellion movement is too expanded, many comrades have been detained or even shot without screening, such as Xiao Lang, the former mayor of Beitai, and my old subordinate Liu Youjin, although they have held false positions, they are all ordered to lurk, endure humiliation and lurk in the enemy camp, and now they are traitors, they are really wronged."

Zheng Zeru pondered for a moment and said: "Lao Chen, the situation you said is universal, the provincial party committee has long recognized it, but the current domestic situation is very grim, hostile forces can counterattack at any time, rumors about the third world war are flying all over the sky, many Kuomintang remnants and young people are preaching everywhere, Chiang Kai-shek is counterattacking the mainland at any time, lurking spies, landlord bullies, doing evil, trying to shake my nascent people's power, at this time do not crack down, more when, time is tight, the task is heavy, and the radish is fast and does not wash the mud, so this situation is caused." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Secretary Zheng understands it, it's not that I don't support the anti-rebellion movement, it's really a mistake." ”

Zheng Zeru said: "I will take the time to understand the problem of Xiao Lang and Liu Youjin." ”

Chen Zikun said: "There is another person, Shao Lin, the son of Shao Qiuming, the former president of Jiang University, he is just an ordinary intellectual, why was he shot?" Please also ask Secretary Zheng to take a clear look. ”

Zheng Zeru said: "I remember the name Shao Lin, he is not a bad element with great public anger, but he also deserves it. ”

Chan said, "What is his sin? ”

Zheng Zeru said: "We don't have to get to the bottom of the specific charges, the people below have their own difficulties, it is impossible for everyone to screen in detail, spend ten days and half a month to interrogate, or set up a capitalist court, defend that set, in that case, can the revolutionary work be done?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "That's a human life." ”

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Pan Xin stood up very sensibly: "You talk, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the water is boiling." ”

There were only two of them left in the living room, Zheng Zeru lit another cigarette and said sincerely: "Lao Chen, how many years have we known each other?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "There have always been twenty or thirty years, when you were still a college student who had just graduated, and you went to the Jingwu Club to learn art. ”

Zheng Zeru said: "I was a young man in the prime of life, but now my temples have turned white, we are old friends, I won't hide it from you, the central government has indicators for the anti-rebellion work, 0.5 thousandths of the population, we have a population of 30 million in Jiangdong, and we have to deal with 15,000 people, how huge is this workload, even if you kill some wrong people, it will not hinder the overall situation, this is a movement, do you know, this is a **** for the purpose of mobilizing the masses, if you don't kill enough people, it will not be effective, once the movement is launched, it must be resolutely implemented, can not look ahead and backward, let the masses chill. ”

Chen Zikun said: "I understand, this is the movement, killing people to establish authority, purging the remnants of the enemy, and killing them all." ”

Zheng Zeru said: "In fact, we have killed very few people in East China, only more than 100 people have been killed in Shanghai, and more than 500 people have been killed in Jiangdong Province, and the central authorities are very dissatisfied with our anti-rebellion work, and we have also made a profound review, and we must learn from the comrades in Beijing and Tianjin, kill a group of people with great fanfare, deter the enemy, and encourage the masses, and the next target is 1 in 1,000." ”

Chen Zikun smiled bitterly: "You still want to kill, are you satisfied with the head of the person who killed?" ”

Zheng Zeru said: "Yes, this is not only the instructions of the central government, but also the strong demand of the people everywhere, to increase the scale and speed of executions, in order to further consolidate the regime, we must maintain a high degree of consistency with the central government, in order to avoid wrongful killing, Chairman Chen, you can draw up a list for me, involving these people, I will let the judicial organs carefully screen." ”

It can only be like this now, Chen Zikun said goodbye, walked back step by step in the shadow of the maple tree.

After Chen Zikun left, Zheng Zeru welcomed another guest at home, he was more than fifty years old, with a humble expression, wearing a blue cloth tunic, with a cotton jacket inside that was extremely bloated, and the cuffs and collar were worn, seeing Zheng Zeru, he hurriedly bowed and greeted: "Secretary Zheng, I came to see you so late, I didn't disturb your rest." ”

There was heating in the small western-style building, Zheng Zeru was only wearing a shirt and a wool vest, although his temples were white, his eyes were shining with a light unique to young people, and he said very enthusiastically: "It's Comrade Mai Ping, sit down quickly, smoke?" ”

The person who came was the old subordinate of the Jiangdong Special Commission, Mai Ping, the young and arrogant young man in the past became so old and humble at this time, he wiped a match to help Zheng Zeru light a cigarette, his butt was only next to the side of the sofa, his hands were clasped, and he carefully introduced his experience over the years.

"I am now the deputy head of the security department of the Jiangbei People's Administrative Office, I am living a good life, I am thinking about my old friends, and I took the opportunity to go to the provincial capital to open a town to meet my old superiors, and brought some local products, Secretary Zheng, don't dislike it."

At Mai Ping's feet was a sack of sweet potatoes, still stained with fresh soil.

Although I didn't appreciate Mai Ping's character very much before, I couldn't help but feel a little pity when I thought that he was a pioneer who participated in revolutionary work very early after all, and that he was now a deputy head of the unit.

"Mai Ping, you've taken a lot of detours." Zheng Zeru said with emotion.

"Yes, yes, Secretary Zheng was right to criticize, he was young and frivolous back then." Mai Ping saw that the water in Zheng Zeru's teacup was shallow, so he picked up the hot water bottle and stepped forward to refill the water.

Zheng Zeru said: "Which department did you just say is coming now?" ”

……

Xiao Lang and Liu Youjin were urgently stopped on the eve of the shooting, and they were not killed for the time being, but the crime could not be escaped, and the two were divided by the public security organs to the punishment of labor reform.

The anti-rebellion movement came in torrents, and the provincial capital was not very violent, but it was in full swing in Jiangbei, and dozens of *** elements were paraded on the streets and publicly executed every day, and the people watched free dramas every day, and they were as excited as the New Year, which greatly deterred the arrogance of the hostile elements, and no one dared to talk about rumors such as the Third World War.

Meng Xianguo, a rich peasant in Chenguanzhuang, Nantai, carried a bundle of dry firewood into the city to sell money, squatted on the side of the road and took out a cigarette pouch to smoke, thinking of his rich peasant hat he felt wronged, when the Republic of China was more than ten years, he was extremely poor, and then Chen Dashuai was the master to marry his daughter-in-law, divided the land, and worked diligently in logistics since then, saving a little family business, but he did not expect to become a rich peasant after liberation.

Not far away, the figures of two young people from the village flashed, Meng Xianguo knew that they were the activists sent by the village branch to monitor him, he sighed and shouted: "Firewood, who wants firewood." ”

A woman came over, asked the price of firewood, paid the money, and asked Meng Xianguo to follow him, came to a house in the county seat, and carried the firewood into the firewood room, when the man came out of the thatched house and was facing Meng Xianguo.

Meng Xianguo's heart beat wildly, he knew this man!

This person is Xia Jingqi, a super traitor who killed dozens of anti-Japanese militia soldiers on the bank of the Huaijiang River, and later became a pseudo county magistrate and pseudo mayor!

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, this guy disappeared, and he was hiding here, although he changed his appearance, but the eyes, the gestures, turned into ashes, and Meng Xianguo also knew it.

Xia Jingqi didn't look at Meng Xianguo squarely, and hurried over.

Meng Xianguo went to the county government when he went out, he wanted to report to the government, and the big traitor Xia Jingqi lurked in the county seat.

The staff of the county government were busy suppressing the rebellion, and each township had a large number of execution applications, and they had no time to read it carefully, so they directly approved the matter, Meng Xianguo was brought in by the guards and reported this particularly serious situation, and the county attached great importance to it, but the comrades of the security department and the public security bureau formed a task force to go down to the township and went to the township, and the county lacked armed personnel, so it had to let Yang Shugen of the Propaganda Department take two militiamen and more than a dozen public security activists with knives, guns and sticks to arrest Xia Jingqi.

The group rushed to the door of Xia Jingqi's house, slammed the door, Yang Shugen held the pistol lent to him by the county magistrate, and said sharply: "Open the door!" ”

A woman's voice inside: "Who? ”

"Less nonsense, open the door!"

"Suppression squad!"

"Public Security Bureau!"

The crowd replied babblingly, and the door was opened slowly, and suddenly a shout in the distance: "The big traitor jumped off the wall and ran away!" ”

Yang Shugen hurriedly led people to chase over, only to see Xia Jingqi running wildly in front, still holding a gun in his hand, as soon as he raised his hand when he turned around, with a bang, the activists all lay down.

Xia Jingqi continued to flee, and suddenly a female comrade came from the opposite side, and the horizontal knife immediately shouted: "Stop!" ”

"Beware, he's got a gun!" Yang Shugen shouted from behind, and he recognized it as Comrade Ma Chunhua, the head of the district.

Xia Jingqi jumped off the wall in a hurry, raised his pistol, and aimed the muzzle of the black hole at Ma Chunhua.

Ma Chunhua is not an ordinary cadre, she is a female militia captain who has been tested by war, she can put a pistol in her eyes, she gave Xia Jingqi's gun as soon as she stumbled, the big traitor horse lost her front hooves, Ma Chunhua stepped on him, and crossed her waist with both hands: "Still running!" ”

Warm applause rang out, and the crowd was moved by the heroic posture of District Chief Ma.