"One hundred and eighty-five votes in favor, two hundred and thirty-seven votes against, eight abstentions, and the third reading was not adopted, and the Second Amendment to the Labor Law has been deliberated at this end."

The hammer in the hands of Speaker of the House of Representatives, Huang Linhong, fell cleanly, and the Second Amendment to the Labor Law, which aimed to increase workers' welfare, was rejected by the Reich House of Representatives on January 12, 1905.

Tomorrow is Laba, and the Buddhist legislators have been invited by the major monasteries to attend the great puja held on that day to celebrate the enlightenment day of the Buddha Shakyamuni, and those who voted against it can give thousands of gold to the temple, but they will never let the workers take advantage of the slightest advantage, because "the workers seem to take advantage of the owners, but in fact they take advantage of the state, and in the long run, they will inevitably corrupt the atmosphere and corrupt the moral ......"

"Forty percent of the parliamentary parties voted against it, and when it comes to their own interests, these representatives of the people spare no effort."

In the special meeting hall of the Standing Committee of the Central Executive Committee of the headquarters of the Chinese People's Party, Zhang Zhigao shook his head in frustration and said that as the president of the Chinese People's Party, he was betrayed by party members at the critical moment of the vote, and such a blow was fatal to him.

"They're just representatives of the small group of people who have the right to vote." Luo Sulan, one of the members of the Standing Committee of the Central Executive Committee, comforted her husband.

"On the surface, they are obedient to us, but behind the scenes, they are still like them, and now they have finally revealed their true nature, since this is the case, don't blame us for being polite." Another member of the Standing Committee, Mo Ning, chairman of the House of Interiors Committee, said fiercely.

"There are too many people, it's hard to start, and too much movement is not good for us." Ma Feng, chairman of the Science and Technology Committee of the House of Representatives, held his sexy chin and wrinkled his seductive perfect forehead.

Tian Zhenghong, chairman of the Committee on Industry and Commerce and Agriculture and Forestry of the House of Representatives, was even more depressed than Zhang Zhigao, and the authentic horse's face was as sad as late autumn, smoking vigorously, and it took a long time to spit out a sentence: "I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I was fooled by them, and I obviously promised to ...... well."

Since the opening of the National Assembly in the first year of Guangxing, the passing rate of the bill of the Chinese People's Party has ranked first among all parties, thanks to the backstage activities of the leaders of the Chinese People's Party before the vote. This time, however, Tian Zhenghong, Zhang Zhigao, and the Chinese People's Party planted it, and those congressmen who had once clapped their chests and packed their votes suddenly turned against each other when it came time to vote; at the time of the first reading, only 141 of the 430 congressmen voted in favor; although Zhang Zhigao immediately took remedial measures, and the four-party movement used both soft and hard measures, he only recovered 44 votes at the third reading, and the general trend was irretrievable.

"In this way, it will be difficult to pass the Third Amendment to the election law." Ma Feng was surprisingly calm.

Luo Sulan shook her well-maintained shawl long hair: "Not to mention the bunch of bills submitted by the plan, the key issue now is those opposition parties in the party, get rid of them, the grand coalition government will be shaken, and if they are not cleared, they will have different intentions." They want to use our resources and they want to maintain their independence, and our challenge is to pursue reform and maintain stability......"

"Whether to fight each other or to use each other, that's the question." Mourning emphasized.

"Stability first." Zhang Zhigao said.

"Twisted melons are not sweet." Ma Feng said.

Morning's big black-rimmed glasses shone brightly: "The Liberal Party and the Central Royalist Party have also split themselves because of their support for us, and the members of parliament who have withdrawn are preparing to form a new party, behind which there are private consortia, royal families and old landlords, many of whom are celebrities and scholars, and their influence should not be underestimated." ”

"It looks like those people are going to have a showdown with us, at least in an attempt to form an independent and powerful political force." Russell glanced at her husband worriedly.

"After the meeting, I talked to Kang and Sun, and they are also wavering, if it weren't for Liu Yun in that position, the grand coalition government could disintegrate at any time." Zhang Zhigao didn't seem to have much energy.

"The situation is no longer under the control of the Central Executive Committee, so please ask Mr. Wen and Premier Liu for instructions." Ma Feng said.

Mo Ning worried: "If it can't be solved at the institutional level, the military can only intervene, which will play into the hands of Zhong Xiahuo's radicals." ”

The silence lasted as long as a mosquito fell from the ceiling to the ground.

"Believe Mr. Wen and Premier Liu, they must have a way." Zhang Zhigao can only say this.

You can not be a puppet, but you can't make up for the gap after all, the leader is not everyone can be, let alone imitate and blaspheme. Since the Task Force incident, Zhang Zhigao has understood everything - all he can do is inherit, not create.

At night, the clouds cover the fog, the moonlight is absent, and in an alley near Desheng Gate, a big man wrapped in a navy blue military coat is in a hurry.

The shadow of the moon flowed, and the alley echoed the footsteps of the big man and the barking of the earth dog, and the street lamp that had probably been smashed by the little hooligans was silently dark on the side of the road.

Turning a corner, a few ghostly green lights flashed on the full garbage cans, the big man didn't pay attention, and walked straight over, and the wild cats or wild dogs that were still pulling the garbage just now jumped three and two and disappeared out of the sleepy moonlight.

Dahan suddenly stopped by the trash can, motionless and silent.

In the flash of light, the iron lid that was originally leaning on the side of the garbage can flew to the mouth of the alley like a meteor, hit something with a "plop", and flew down to the side of the road with a "bang", and gracefully turned a few times on the spot.

"Come out." Dahan lowered his hand.

The ghostly black shadow approached, but stopped when the moonlight hit the black cloth of cotton shoes.

"Don't you dare let me see your face? Or are you too ugly to see people? Dahan asked defiantly.

"What if you see my face?"

Dahan smiled coldly: "I know who you are, Boss Huang, I didn't pay you less for wine." ”

"Who would follow you until midnight every day for a few dimes of wine?"

"Huang Chengming, who are you?" The big man's hand unconsciously leaned towards his waist.

"Don't move, you also noticed it, more than one gun is aimed at your head, standing there obediently, it's good for you." The tone of Eagle Wolf agent Huang Chengming was purely commanding.

"What do you want?" Dahan is very calm, from the bottom of his heart, and is not afraid of life and death.

"Su Dingfang, the former deputy commander of the 59th Infantry Regiment, please explain the extraordinary actions that have come these days."

"I like to drink, I like to drink in three or four stores a night, what's wrong?" Su Dingfang said as he quietly arched his toes into the snowdrift at his feet.

"Okay, let me change the question, is it a capital offense to possess arms?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." The corners of Su Dingfang's mouth lifted slightly.

"Don't tell me that all the things under the floor in your bedroom are toys."

A cat of unknown color meowed uneasily in the corner.

With a bang, a layer of snow mist rose between the two, and in an instant, the 7.65 mm Mauser bullet of the Mauser pistol and the Pyra Belum 9 mm bullet of the domestic Type 99 revolver staggered through the cold air.

After five or six gunshots, the surrounding dogs all barked wildly, and Su Dingfang, who was covered in mud and snow, was about to get up with his left elbow, and the cold Mauser barrel pressed against his forehead.

"You've been shot in the heart." Su Dingfang's face was incredible.

"Pistols don't work for me." Huang Chengming said emotionlessly.

Only then did Su Dingfang see clearly that Huang Chengming's coat was bulging, and the lower part of his right chest was slightly shining with metallic luster, and he was still wearing a bulletproof steel helmet that was only distributed in small quantities in the late war.

"Do you usually wear it like that?"

"There's going to be a showdown today, there's no way."

"Actually, you're the only one from beginning to end."

"I'll be enough to deal with you, let's go."

"Do you really want me to go with you?" Su Dingfang smiled.

"What else do you want?" Huang Chengming's fingers pressed the trigger.

The stench of pulling the fire cord wafted by.

"Damn......" Huang Chengming couldn't care so much, he rolled on the spot, and before he could roll out three or four steps, he only heard a "boom", and his eardrum almost burst.

When the smoke cleared, Huang Chengming got up in a daze, and there were bloody minced meat, skeletons, internal organs and scraps scattered in front of him...... When I paid attention, it turned out that I had a hot and steaming intestine hanging around my neck!

"For what...... Why do you want to do this......"

Rip off the intestines, throw them away, shake your head, and leave.

Ghostly, hidden out of the white moonlight.

"I can't even catch anyone, it's so useless!" The accusations of his boss are not lethal to Mr. Wong, who has long since severed his feelings for the job.

"Anyway, everyone is dead, no matter how much you scold you for being a fart, how about it, have you found anything in the past few days?"

Huang Chengming lit a cigarette, and the firelight reflected his pale and slightly distorted face.

"The weapons in Su Dingfang's private collection are from very unusual sources, and they are by no means something that can be obtained casually by the people, and the ammunition and accessories are very complete......

"Nonsense, I can see it without you saying it, it's useful."

"Those weapons seem to be related to the officers of the Yulin Regiment who fought in my tavern last time."

The boss's eyes lit up: "Go on." ”

"Recently, Su Dingfang has often haunted taverns and inns near the Yulin regiment's station, meeting with the officers of the Yulin regiment and several other unidentified people, and sometimes he will enter the car or carriage on the side of the road that deliberately sticks the license plate, and stay for a while before coming out. After digging deeper, it was discovered that among the people who met him in the tavern inn was a servant of King Yijun, and one of the cars he had entered belonged to the General Staff, and due to limited time and energy, he could not find more clues. ”

"Good job, the report of the working group has been approved, starting tomorrow, you will be the person in charge of the task force, have a good rest tonight, and go to the No. 7 joint tomorrow, and I will bring your subordinates to you."

"Understood." Huang Chengming replied weakly, he had seen through everything, and he just wanted to live his little life comfortably, but he couldn't refuse the task.

How extravagant is the idea of being in control of one's own destiny?