It's a morning, and the weather looks good. A few rays of sunlight squeezed diagonally into the narrow window cracks, like some thin silk threads, hanging from the window at one end and sticking to the rough concrete floor at the other.

The silk thread is stretched straight, like the strings on a zither.

Zhang Pujing tilted his head, narrowed his eyelids, and studied the strings with great interest. I smiled when I looked at it, I smiled very happily, and my white hair also laughed, and the corners of my mouth were still drooling. Then he climbed out of bed and moved into the sunlight that fell to the ground, and the thin figure blocked the sunlight to pieces, and the strings were in a mess. He wanted to raise his right arm and pick at the sun-falling leaves on the ground, but he felt that something was wrong, as if something was pulling at his arm, pulling at the bones in his arm, and it hurt, so he stopped his hand, squatted down, and looked motionless at the mottled leaves.

Well, that's good. This stuff is good. Kind of like a map. Kind of like a world map. This one is like the Cape of Good Hope, that one is like Tanzania, the top one is like Albania, the beacon of socialism, and the lower one is like the heroic and indomitable Vietnam. Well, that's good. The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking and the wind and thunder are fierce. You can go up to the moon for nine days, and you can go down to the five oceans to catch turtles. The son said on the river, the deceased is like a husband.

But...... What about Lo'an? What about Bump Mountain? Oh, here, the rooster sings the world white, the bumpy mountain in the belly of the great Motherland, the stomach, the chicken. No, it should be on the edge of the lobe.

Yamano Dazuo, your turtle son is finished, Liu Hanying, your turtle son is finished, Khrushchev is finished, Liang Daya is finished, Gao Gang Rao Shushi is finished, you are finished turtle son, Li Wenbin, you are finished turtle son, Dou Yuquan is finished, Jiang Wenzhao is finished, Yang Tinghui is finished, Song Shangda is finished, Ji Hatian is finished, you are finished, Zuo Carving is finished, Jiang Jiahu is finished.

Anything that is reactionary, if you don't fight him, you won't fall. If you don't have a broom, the dust won't run away on its own as usual. You are all finished, only me, Zhang Pujing, a loyal Bolshevik, a righteous body, two sleeves and a clean breeze, half-hearted, four-footed to the sky, five bodies to the ground, six or six Shun, seven or seven incidents, eight immortals across the sea, Kyushu is perfect. Haha, revolution is not a dinner party, it is not a fuss, it is not painting, embroidery, it is not fried fritters. The proletariat has dictated you ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Oh, and here, the Congo, Cuba, Algeria, Indochina, the proletarians of the whole world unite and rise up, the hungry and cold people, rise up, rise up the suffering people of the whole world, to fight for the truth...... Haha, Liang Daya, your turtle son is finished, Marx and his old man won't believe you, how old are you? Your dog's mind is hollowed out and bad things are done, and Lao Tzu has your materials and evidence in his hands? Lao Tzu is proof. You went to Lanqiao Port to pay a birthday to the traitor maintenance chairman, and slept with the water snake for half the night. What? You said you didn't frame Li Wenbin? Li Wenbin, tell me yourself, who knows about your visit to Cui's house, didn't Liang Daya say that he wanted to eliminate you? Zhu Yidao, you turtle son, where did you get my Zhao Jinzhu? Sacrificed? Heckling. He is a member of the party that I developed, and I asked him to spy on you, an opportunist. You kill with a knife on a dog's day. Kind of came at me. Wang Lantian, you turtle son, I found evidence, Cai Xingwu is not missing, he is still alive. You said to let him run you to cover, but you are good, don't fire a shot, let him lead the enemy away, you are so insidious. Liu Hanying, you are a turtle son, you collaborate with the enemy, you grovel to the mountains and fields, you provide him with the intelligence of the Eighth Route Army, you sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and the people will not forgive you. Tao Sanhe, you turtle son, you said you didn't prostitute, but you lived in Xiaoyao Building for half the night, what did you do in the middle of the night? Liang Daya, you turtle son, did you say that the materials in Gao Qiujiang's hand are in your hands? You are so vicious that you even scratch my braids, and you investigate the history of the head of the sub-bureau. But can you take me down? I didn't do that, you don't have proof. Lao Tzu is upright and no one is afraid. Haha, you smoke a lot, I have proof. You betrayed the nation and let Yamano Dazuo eat Liu Hanying's two companies, and I also have evidence. Ah, the rain has stopped, the sky is clear, we must be the masters of the world, down with US imperialism, down with Soviet revisionism, down with the Kuomintang reactionaries, down with Japanese imperialism, down with Liang Daya, down with Jianggu Monument...... Finally, Zhang Pujing sang again - "The old world is a falling flower, let us get up and get up, once they are wiped out, the bright red sun will shine all over the world......"

It is impossible to count how many dozens of episodes he has.

Jiang Gubei came, and Dou Yuquan came with him.

Dou Yuquan looked at Zhang Pujing's appearance, and his face was very gloomy: "Lao Jiang, it's too much." It's dangerous for you to do that. ”

Jiang Gubei sneered and said: "I remember one year, when dealing with Liang Daya, there was a person who asked me to help him recognize a word. It was on that day that I learned a fighting experience, let the tiger return to the mountain and eventually suffer, and fight the snake without dying with the stick. ”

Dou Yuquan's face changed suddenly, he raised his head, avoided Jiang Gubei's gaze, and turned his gaze to Zhang Pujing indifferently.

Jiang Gubei smiled, smiled meaningfully, bypassed the topic and said: "The revolution is like this, either you die or I live." Zhang Pujing has completely degenerated into a traitor to the revolution, and he has even shielded a counter-revolution like Liang Bida, and he no longer has a principled stand, and he is innocent of death. ”

Dou Yuquan was stunned for a long time, watching Zhang Pujing crawling around on the ground, to catch a bug, and couldn't help shouting: "Old Zhang! ”

Zhang Pujing raised his head, looked at Dou Yuquan, and then at Jiang Gu Monument, and smiled strangely: "Jiang Gu Monument, you coward, Khrushchev." Traitor. You can't stand the devil's tiger bench, you have betrayed the intelligence, you are Yao Hulu's lackey. The eyes of the masses are bright. Dou Yuquan, you spy who has infiltrated the revolutionary ranks, I have evidence, and my materials are the ones you sent to the Jianghuai Military Region to conspire to persecute comrades. designed to get rid of Li Wenbin and kill Liu Tiesuo, you say, did you do it? I have proof anyway. Haha, the people won't let you go. Liang Daya will not let you go. Liu Hanying will not let you go. ”

Jiang Gubei was furious: "Zhang Pujing, what are you arrogant? I also want to taste the iron fist of the people's dictatorship. ”

Dou Yuquan's face changed color: "Lao Jiang, isn't it, is he really crazy?" I think there's a problem. ”

Jiang Gubei said: "Crazy, I think he is really crazy, but sometimes good and sometimes bad." Even if he wasn't crazy, the loaches in the ditch wouldn't be able to make waves. There's no way to take him, even if you kill him, he's also a mad dog, and you can't eat it. ”

Dou Yuquan was stunned for a long time, sighed a long time, and said: "Lao Jiang, listen to me, with more than 30 years of experience in revolutionary struggle, I think we should be careful in such a movement." ”

Jiang Gubei said: "What, you suspect *****? We must carry out the ***** of the proletariat to the end. All reactionaries are paper tigers, and we just want to knock him to the ground so that he will never be able to turn over. ”

The Jianggu Monument here is still impassioned, and Zhang Pujing over there sang loudly: "Thief Jiushan, if you want secret documents, let you search, let you check, you just search the heavens and the earth, and the secret code can't reach you." Revolutionary...... Willing to sprinkle blood for spring and autumn...... I vow to sweep away the reactionary ......"

Dou Yuquan frowned and pondered for a long time, and said, "Lao Jiang, I don't think you should bother, it is impossible for him to hand over what you want." Anyway, he's a useless person, so it's better to hand him over to me, go to my farm for treatment, give him a way out, and be a comrade-in-arms anyway. ”

Jiang Gubei was stunned. After thinking for a while, he said, "That's fine." Keep it a secret, though. I'll ask you for someone at any time. If you play any tricks and let the tiger return to the mountain, it is destroying the *****. ”

Dou Yuquan smiled bitterly and said, "People have become like this, and he is not a tiger if I let him go." I tell you a word of conscience, and I really can't bear it. ”