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'Long live the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army!', 'The Red Army is the army of the common people', 'Down with the lackeys of imperialism'......

Xiang Jiafu is an old revolutionary, and he has been grasping this propaganda work for two or three years, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an expert. He asked Zhang Qingshan, it was originally an unintentional move, but he never expected that after listening to the few slogans he read, Zhang Qingshan really had some opinions.

"I think it would be better if this 'Down with the landlord and old wealth' could be changed to 'Down with the bandits and bullies'. Zhang Qingshan, who was encouraged, plucked up the courage to say: "Because in other places, there are definitely not as many bandits as we have here, so rampant, and so harmful to the people." Therefore, if it can be changed to this, the people will be more acceptable. ”

Xiang Jiafu thought about it and nodded seriously: "More?"

"And ...... Old Xiang, I said don't be angry. ”

"It's all for the sake of better accomplishing the revolutionary work, and if you can point out our shortcomings, I will only be happy, how can I be angry? ”

"Actually, I can't say in detail, but if I could write in more detail, I think it would be better. ”

"Tell me, what is the detailed method?"

"It would be better if it were me, I would write things like 'Whoever dares to harm the common people deserves to be killed!' and 'Any grievance can be decided by the Red Army.'" ”

Zhang Qingshan's words were a bit excessive, but Xiang Jiafu, an old political cadre, understood better that if he wanted to break through the strange atmosphere in Guitang Town as soon as possible and dispel the concerns of the people, sometimes, if he was seriously ill, he had to take drastic medicine: bloody people were oppressed and did not dare to resist, and even had some resigned numbness, and could not achieve the desired effect if they were not stimulated fiercely -- these two slogans were not made up by the author, but were mentioned by many old people when they were collecting wind.

Xiang Jiafu nodded, and instructed others to write a few more slogans according to such words. took Zhang Qingshan around again, and after carefully instructing some details to be done, he took Zhang Qingshan and the third class to fight, as well as two propaganda team members, and went out together.

On the way, Huang Debao told Zhang Qingshan that Widow Tian happened to go back to her parents' house to drink wedding wine last night and did not come back. Zhang Qingshan sighed regretfully and didn't say anything.

There was still no one on the street, but some people in the shops on the street opened their windows to look around, and when they saw the arrival of the Red Army, they quickly closed the windows and shrank their heads, observing through the cracks. In this regard, the people who had been mentally prepared for a long time not only did not care, but also shouted at them with a smile, "We are the Red Army, our people's own team," "Don't be afraid, our Red Army will never harm you," and so on, but with little success.

In any era, students are the most receptive group to new things. Even though there is only one primary school in Guitang Town, most of the teachers in it are young people.

Zhang Qingshan's cousin is Zhang Qinggui, the vice principal and director of Guitang Town Primary School, although he is only 27 years old this year, he has been a teacher for ten years and is very famous in the local area. In addition, Zhang Qingshan went to join the Red Army, which was the guidance of this person, so everyone deduced that this person should be more enlightened and easy to accept the Red Army. And the purpose of Zhang Qingshan and the others this time is to ask him for help, adopt the strategy of breaking the surface with points, and break the strange situation in Guitang Town as soon as possible.

Interestingly, everywhere else the doors are closed, but the doors of the school are open.

As soon as they arrived at the school gate, they saw a young man in a blue and gray robe, sitting on the stairs with a book. Seeing them coming, he glanced up at them, his eyes were extremely cold to the point of contempt, and even a little hostile, and his posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away was clear at a glance, and he asked indifferently: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"We are the Red Army, here ......"

Before Xiang Jiafu's words were finished, Zhang Qingshan ran over excitedly: "Cousin!"

"Qingshan!" Zhang Qinggui stood up in surprise, and after a bear hug with Zhang Qingshan, he patted Zhang Qingshan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Your kid has grown a lot stronger." ”

"Heh, cousin, you're getting more and more energetic...... What are you doing sitting here?"

Zhang Qinggui smiled: "I heard that the Red Army has hit the town, and my colleagues can't figure out the attitude of the Red Army, so they sent me here to test the water." ”

In fact, at this time, the teachers of the school were gathering in the small hall of the school, and they were divided into two factions and arguing endlessly about how to deal with the Red Army -- to tell the truth, the Kuomintang slandered the Red Army's four words of 'communist and communist wife,' and the four words were really powerful, and the intersection of the teachers' arguments was also on these four words. In the end, it was Zhang Qinggui who took the initiative to invite Ying to observe the Red Army at the school gate.

Xiang Jiafu wanted to take the opportunity to walk over and make friends with Zhang Qinggui, but Zhang Qinggui glanced at him with some vigilance, pulled Zhang Qingshan aside, and asked in a low voice: "Qingshan, everyone is a relative, you can't lie to me." You have also participated in the Red Army for so long, give me a word of truth: Is the Red Army really a communist wife?"

"How is this possible? Cousin, this is a vicious rumor of the Kuomintang reactionaries slandering our Red Army. Zhang Qingshan pursed his lips with a wry smile: "Cousin, you have attended high school in the state and have seen the world, do you think, from ancient times to the present, have you heard of any revolutionary team that would do such a ridiculous thing that would kill itself?"

Seeing that Zhang Qinggui was still a little worried, Zhang Qingshan patted his chest and said: "Cousin, things are a bit urgent, I won't say anything superfluous, when you have been in contact with our Red Army for a long time, you will know that our Red Army is really a team of poor people." In this case, I will swear to you with my father and aunt: If you hear or see any Red Army soldier who dares to bully the common people and violates the three major disciplines and eight points of attention of the Red Army, you tell me that if I don't shoot him, I will not die a good death. How?"

"It's enough to have your words, I believe you. ”

Zhang Qinggui walked quickly to Xiang Jiafu, stretched out his hands, clasped the other party's hands, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm slacking." ”

After a few polite words between the two, Zhang Qinggui led everyone to the school, and after walking a few steps, Zhang Qinggui suddenly whispered: "Captain Xiang, the teachers are all in the small hall, and they are arguing about whether the Red Army will be a communist or not. ”

can make Zhang Qinggui's attitude change from indifference to enthusiasm, and then to intimate reminders, although it can have such a huge change in a short period of time, although it is related to the various positive rumors about the Red Army that he received sporadically before, but the guarantee of Zhang Qingshan's relative is definitely an important factor. Otherwise, no matter how much you say, it will never be as useful as the guarantee of relatives and friends in a short period of time - swearing by one's parents in this era is a very sacred thing, far from being comparable to some people in later generations who take vows as food.

In Zhang Qingshan's imagination, the next thing should be a war of words, so he was a little looking forward to how Xiang Jiafu, an old political work cadre, would persuade the teachers who were good at words, but he never expected that things would go so smoothly, especially not ......