Zhang Tinglan and Shao Piaoping had just walked to the door of the hospital when they saw two soldiers running out quickly carrying a corpse, their eyes were full of tears, and another soldier had died. In this battle, the Feng army suffered more than 2,000 light and serious wounded, a number that far exceeded the medical limit of the Feng army, and even exceeded the capacity of Harbin, and almost all the hospitals were full of wounded.

But this is far from satisfying the needs, so only the critically injured can be admitted to the hospital, the lightly injured are all treated in the barracks, and some other injuries are too serious, so they can only endure the pain and let them suffer less and leave this shijie as soon as possible.

Speaking of being able to do this, it is also related to Zhang Tinglan's vigorous promotion of medical construction, otherwise there will be more wounded deaths, that's it, the seriously injured in the hospital will leave everyone from time to time, but all the doctors and nurses must hide their grief in their hearts, they must use the fastest speed to save as many lives as possible, and nothing else can be taken care of.

After Shao Piaoping saw the soldier who was carried out, she took a few steps and gently lifted the white cloth, only to see a pale and young face, it didn't look like she was more than twenty years old, this soldier looked very delicate, and looked like a big boy next door.

His face was very peaceful, without any painful expression, but looking at it in his eyes, it made people feel a sense of heartbreak, Shao Piaoping only felt extremely depressed, and even a little suffocated.

"Sir, he's a good soldier! In the battle, he killed at least five Russians, and was the first to storm the governor's palace, and after being wounded, he held out for six or seven days, although he did not get through, but it was good! ”

The soldier on the side whispered. For fear of alarming his dead brother, Shao Piaoping's shock at this time was indescribable, he couldn't bear to look at that young face anymore, and silent tears kept rolling out of his eyes.

As a well-read literati, Shao Piaoping's understanding of war has not yet exceeded the scope of romance, and it is the first time he has seen such a scene, and he really feels the passing of life.

If you want to recover national sovereignty, you rely on the blood of these soldiers and the silent dedication of countless people, no matter how magnificent the article is. No matter how majestic the slogan is, it can't compare to the silence in front of you.

Now Shao Piaoping understands that Zhang Tinglan wants to let herself see these ordinary soldiers and ordinary people, they are indeed much greater than those who seem to be high.

The entire hospital was filled with wounded people from the inside out, even the aisles, when they came in. The patient on a hospital bed at the door was about to leave, and the nurse on the side kept explaining to him how to change the dressing. There are also various precautions.

The wounded man looked like he was forty or fifty years old. His back was a little hunched, his face was full of deep wrinkles, one sleeve was empty, and he still carried medicine in the other.

Shao Piaoping walked quickly to him and asked in a low voice; "What are you doing, this old man. How can you hurt and can you say no? ”

The wounded man was still a little timid, but at first glance, Shao Piaoping was not malicious, and there were several officers behind him. He relaxed a lot.

"I am a worker in the Harbin General Factory, during the war, I and my workers helped carry the stretcher, a shell exploded next to me, this arm is gone, I thought I was going to die, I didn't expect to be sent to such a haode hospital. I told them all, leave all the beds to the soldiers, I didn't do anything, I occupied the position, and I didn't want to go! ”

"Brother, in order to deal with the Russians, you have lost an arm, how can you not be qualified!"

"It's different, it's different, you superiors don't know how the Russians bully people, they hang our workers on pillars and beat them to death, how many people have been bullied to death by them, and now the soldiers are able to do the right thing, deal with these big noses, what we should do, even if we throw our lives out. It's not easy for those who are soldiers, they are young, they have to fight hard with the Russians, I saw with my own eyes, there is a soldier who is fighting with a bayonet, his intestines are cut out, and he rolls with the Russians, I lost an arm, it's nothing, it's nothing. ”

"Brother, then you said that we have suffered such a big loss, is it worth fighting with the Russians, isn't it good to have peace?"

"Value! How not worth it! When he said this, the wounded man unconsciously straightened his chest and said loudly: "We don't know anything else, but we also know that the Russians are relying on our land, and if we don't drive them away, our children and grandchildren will all be slaves, and they will be bullied by the countrymen, and they will kneel down as slaves. ”

Listening to the words of this little old man, Shao Piaoping sighed with emotion, looked at the worker in front of him, and then thought about the teacher Zhu just now, which completely made him understand the truth of slaughtering more dogs in righteousness. The more literati read, the less conscience they have, obviously they are strong words and reasoning, reversing black and white, but they can still say eloquent words, thinking about the faces of these people, it is even disgusting.

Shao Piaoping took out more than a dozen pieces of ocean from his pocket and stuffed them into the worker's hands at once, "Brother, you take this money, buy some meat or something, and take care of your body!" ”

"Take it back quickly, the poor man's life is cheap, the body is strong, the first two days the factory people came to tell me, the wages have risen, and I have arranged a job as a janitor, I am not tired, I earn a lot more money than before, I can support myself, I really can't ask for this money."

After the old worker finished speaking, he left the hospital tremblingly, looking at his back, Shao Piaoping suddenly had a mixed feeling.

"Supervisor Zhang, many of our literati say that the people's wisdom is not open, and we must educate the people and promote new ideas, but today, I have found out that these people who need to be educated are us, and the more the people at the bottom, the more they know right and wrong. Shao used to be proud of criticizing the evils of the times and thought very highly of himself, but now that I look at it, I am useless! ”

"Mr. doesn't have to be like this, literati also have the value of literati, as long as the conscience is correct, it is worthy of respect!"

"It's just that there are too few literati with a conscience!" Shao Piaoping said: "After I heard about the recovery of the Middle East Road this time, I immediately went north, but many literati were talking about it, and most of them accused Fengtian of not measuring his own strength, provoking the powers, hitting stones with eggs, and killing himself, which is not much different from what Mr. Zhu said. ”

Zhang Tinglan has long known about this kind of thing, and he sneered: "Mr. Shao, have you noticed that the current literati have a schizophrenic phenomenon, the government is weak, and they will be scolded for betraying the country, the government is tough, they say that they are killing themselves; He praises Western civilization and enlightenment every day, but turns a blind eye to the Westerners' domineering and plundering on our land; The government is doing things to exploit the people, and if it doesn't do things, it doesn't care whether the people live or die, anyway, the truth is theirs. ”

Zhang Tinglan smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said: "In order to promote literacy, Fengjun used a lot of pinyin, how many literati have stood up and scolded the street, saying that putting aside traditional culture is stifling cultural inheritance, in fact, I have more radical measures to promote it, that is, to gradually promote simplified characters, but I am afraid that I will be scolded more when the time comes." But Mr. Shao, have you noticed, this group of people who are also scolding pinyin, turn their heads and say that they want to abandon Chinese characters, completely Westernize, and introduce Western alphabets, can they make this kind of suggestion, can they really love traditional culture? ”

Faced with Zhang Tinglan's question, Shao Piaoping was also dumbfounded, originally he didn't think about the problem from this angle, but now that Zhang Tinglan said this, he suddenly sobered up, it is true that in recent years, there have always been some diametrically opposite things, Chinese literati seem to be really schizophrenic and play double standards to the extreme.

Shao Piaoping thought about it painfully, and then said: "Supervisor Zhang, this may be the old scholar's empty talk about misleading the country, our boss empire, there is too much dross of traditional culture, and the poison is too heavy, as long as the culture is innovated, there may be hope for change." ”

"I'm afraid this is not right, the same Confucian classics, there are the prosperity of the Han and Tang dynasties, and the glory of the Song and Ming dynasties, zuihou fell to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the country was on the verge of extinction, the same way of Confucius and Mencius, how each dynasty is different, in fact, it is worth thinking about."

"I want to hear and see!"

"There is no sin in culture, the sin is in the people who inherit it, especially when a few people monopolize it, they are out of touch with the country."

How to look at traditional culture, this topic is also a very hot topic in later generations, and there is even a craze for Chinese studies, and things like the three-character scripture disciple rules have been turned out, whether it is Westernization or going to tradition, there has always been a debate.

In fact, this kind of controversy began in the Republic of China, and Zhang Tinglan is also trying to find the answer to this question.

"Mr. Shao, in ancient China, the number of literate people would not exceed about five percent at most, and to govern a huge country, it is necessary to select officials from among these very small number of scholars, even if they can't be officials, these literati can still be masters, copywriters and other idle jobs, live comfortably, and even their children and grandchildren can follow their old path and continue to be so comfortable, so they will despise manual labor and oppose the development of science and technology, because these are the impact of their interests.

Especially when it comes to changing the dynasty, these literati are actually very sure that they rely on military generals to fight the world, and literati to govern the world, no matter who is in power, they can continue to be officials and enjoy privileges. With this certainty, will they still swear to resist foreign enemies to the death, so whether it is the end of the Song Dynasty or the end of the Ming Dynasty, there are many traitors in the civil and official groups, vying to betray the country, and the bigger the official, the more happy the traitor will be. In order to solve this problem, the most important thing is to popularize knowledge! (To be continued......)