the world is at stake

What exactly is 'sincerity'?There is no evidence to say, probably only real money.

The two hundred representatives made the glass windows of the auditorium buzz with laughter.Lao Xiao set the tone, and everyone was reassured, at least they knew what to do in the future.

The team members are social elites from the 'later generations', and they know very well how powerful China's manufacturing capabilities will be once it industrializes.

There were not a few people who came to the door to play the autumn wind in the "back then".But if China really follows the old path of the Soviet Union, no matter how big the family property can't afford to give it away for free, it will have to come and go anyway.

Xiao Jinlang continued to make a report, and after an hour, everyone went through a formality and re-elected the seven standing committee members to confirm the legitimacy.Then there is the establishment of the party's internal organization, which is basically a team with a few brands, and the structure is built first.

"We will fully compete with the West in terms of ideology, ethnic population, cultural civilization, etc. The sense of superiority that white people have with the help of the industrial revolution will be completely broken by us, because we have more advanced production relations than them."

At the end of the meeting, warm applause congratulated the re-establishment of 'cpc' on January 1910, 1, and it will rise in the east of the world with a greater gesture.

The civilizational advantages established by the Western world over the past 300 years will be broken, the shackles imposed on the proletariat of the world will be dismantled, and a revolution affecting all mankind will begin.

The next day, the Central Party School of 'cpc' was quietly listed in the imperial capital, and began to recruit outstanding groups from the whole society to join itself.Young workers, students, and military officers are the main targets of enrollment.

The propaganda department originally wanted to announce the establishment of the 'cpc' to the public and spread the party's ideology and constitution.

But Xiao Jinlang suppressed this matter - in the current society, bureaucrats, landlords, and warlords are extremely powerful.The Communist Party is not just a bloody fool, and the struggle must also pay attention to strategy.

Don't act recklessly when your strength is insufficient.

To build a party to solve ideological problems, the gun must be grasped.

Duan Qirui and other military leaders accepted the appointment of the central government and were ready to go to various places to take up their posts. 'Holy Light' military personnel immediately divided into three parts.

One part stayed in the Ministry of National Defense to reform the military command organization; one part went to military academies at all levels to reform the officer training system;

Man Luzuo served as the chief of the general staff and also served as the commander of the First Army, and took over the army with dozens of PLA officers.The first is the rectification of the army, complaints and three investigations, and intensive training.

Eliminate warlord ideology, emphasize the equality of officers and soldiers, strictly enforce military discipline, and build party branches on... regiments—there are really not so many political commissars at present, and there are several pits for one carrot fortress.

Zhou Qingfeng is not good at these jobs.He only does one thing, as a training officer, leading a battalion of hundreds of soldiers every day, carrying brooms, shovels, and small carts, running into the city to do street sanitation.

The sanitation in the imperial capital is really bad!

Sewage flows across residential areas, and snakes and rats form nests.The road is covered with mud on sunny days and mud on rainy days.The ditches and rivers have been silted up for tens or hundreds of years, and rotten fish and rats are floating every day, making the smell unbearable.

The first mission led by Zhou Qingfeng was to clean up the garbage in the city and transport it outside the city to burn it.When other officers give this kind of order, the soldiers will give up their picks and try to be lazy-only the 'Zhoushan Pao' can do the mobilization.

"Most of you joined the army to find a living. But from now on, you are no longer soldiers who rely on your master's rewards for food, but revolutionary fighters who defend your home and country.

We come from the common people, and we must serve the common people, starting from doing practical things.The rubbish piled up in the Dongsi Archway has become a mountain. Our task today is to clean up the rubbish there.

We're not going back to camp until it's cleaned up.There are all of them, turn right, run and walk, aiming at Dongsi Archway.Follow me to sweep the garbage, no one is allowed to be left behind. "

On the training ground in Nanyuan, Zhou Qingfeng called the officers who accepted the mission one by one.Those who are called have to run immediately—they must be called, and no one will move unless they are called.Because none of the officers and soldiers had done anything to sweep the streets.

There were nearly 400 people in the whole battalion, and they ran out of the barracks and headed for the city.

Residents inside and outside the city were shocked.Those who picked dung stopped, those who drove carts turned around, and those who went shopping for vegetables turned around and ran away, all thinking that there was a mutiny.

It's just that other mutinies carried guns, and this mutiny carried all sanitary tools.

Zhou Qingfeng had good physical strength and a loud voice. He ran around the entire battalion, shouting as he ran, "It's too boring, let's sing a song. Let me start. All revolutionary soldiers must keep in mind, get ready... to start!" "

The big soldiers were running and running dizzy, if they were not stared at by the scary guy 'Zhou Shan Pao', some people would have to be lazy.

But Zhou Qingfeng's sharp eyes kept remembering the number and faces of the people in the team, and he called out the names of the people in the team from time to time.After a while, the top soldiers sang the "Three Great Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention" with their voices incomplete.

Hundreds of people sang in unison, with mixed voices.The common people on the street closed their doors and windows, and couldn't hear what was being sung through the cracks of the door, they just felt baffled.It wasn't until the big soldiers ran past that they dared to show up again, and there was a lot of discussion.

"What are these soldiers going to do?"

"I don't know, I ran into the city early this morning."

"Is there going to be trouble? I have to go to the rice shop to buy some rice."

"I didn't see any soldiers with guns, and they all carried big brooms. It doesn't seem like they're making trouble."

"Carrying a broom? It should be to clean the courtyard of that high official. That's right, it must be so."

Feeling that there is no danger, the idle man with good deeds followed the soldier all the way, and finally the news came out: "The soldier went to Dongsi Archway, where he is clearing the garbage.

You didn't see it, there were hundreds of big bamboo baskets lined up, and the soldiers were digging up the garbage piles in the archway with shovels and shovels.Many garbage dumps are like hills, and there are countless rat nests hidden in them.After digging, mice ran all over the street.

A high-ranking official rolled up his sleeves and dug it himself, and the dug up garbage was sent out of the city on a cart.The soldier was pushing the cart, his head drooping.There are military officers waiting for them outside the city to test the results, so there is no way to be lazy.

It is said that there will be competitions, one battalion, three companies, and the one who digs the most will have extra meals at night.If you haven't dug enough, you will double your training the next day.Tsk tsk tsk, this method is amazing! "

Chapter 09 Transforming Thoughts

The government of the 'later' imperial capital regarded the courtyard houses in the old city as treasures, and practiced hutong culture, but they were actually low-rise, dilapidated, rotten houses.

The streets and alleys are narrow, the walls have collapsed, there are no toilets and drains, and it is difficult to even drink water.It's really cold in winter and hot in summer, living in it is purely suffering.

Residents in the old city don't have any hygienic habits, and litter is dumped everywhere. It is not only a big project to completely solve it, but also to reverse social habits.

'Dongsi' is already considered the center of the imperial capital, and Duan Qirui lives nearby, but the place is still very messy.

The big soldiers who were forced to clean up were very reluctant and looked ugly.If it wasn't for Zhou Qingfeng's personal mobilization and demonstration, they would have left long ago--what kind of military and civilian family, it doesn't matter.

The people nearby were even more puzzled, and they all ran out to watch.They didn't have any intention of supporting the army, let alone helping, they didn't even have to prepare their saliva, they were just curious.

When the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered Beijing, the people in the imperial capital did the same.There is no such thing as national righteousness or national integrity, and people are bribed for a little profit.

A ditch in 'Dongsi' was blocked, and the cover had to be removed to dredge it.

The ditch emits a stench, feces and urine are everywhere, and the people in the middle want to vomit.A platoon assigned to the mission refused to do anything, no matter how intimidating the platoon leader, the soldiers just shook their heads.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was covered in dirt, had just led the team to clear a garbage dump. Seeing the leader of the team waving his whip, he shouted in a low voice: "Stop, what's the use of whipping? When you encounter problems, the officials will show you first." .”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a shovel from the soldier, pointed at the platoon leader and shouted: "Don't talk about a ditch, when you are fighting, you have to lead me. Now I am the first, and you are the second." , Everyone else will go to the ditch for me."

Looking at the ditches used as septic tanks by the common people, the faces of the platoon leaders who were named turned pale.It is a matter of course for soldiers to eat food. It is okay to do odd jobs for officials and lords, but that does not include digging ditches for the poor and muddy legs in the city.

Zhou Qingfeng rolled up his sleeves and breeches, grabbed a shovel and jumped into the black and smelly ditch mud.He shoveled a shovel of dirt, and shouted to the soldiers next to him, "Why are you standing still? Bring the basket here. I'm not afraid of getting dirty, you are more precious than me?"

The sound was like thunder, and the angry eyes were like lightning. The people onlookers were frightened by Zhou Qingfeng's scolding.

The trench is on the street, and there are residential buildings on the left and right.Every household raised their feet from a distance, folded their sleeves with their hands, all looked up and whispered softly.

"Oh, it's really digging!"

"It seems that he is a high-ranking official."

"Why is this? Why did you come to dig a ditch?"

Regardless of other people's eyes, a soldier in the [-]th row dug for a whole morning, making everyone's body full of filth, even on the face and hair--the ditch has been blocked for many years, and it is impossible to dig in a day. over.

At noon, the cooking team brought lunch, but there was an extra meal, salted radish with brown rice, three taels of bacon, and vegetable soup with a little bit of oil.

This is better than what the national army ate during the Anti-Japanese War. At least the rice was not moldy, and there were no sand, stones, chaff, rice husks, barnyard grass, rat droppings, and small insects.

Only when they found that there was meat to eat, the grievances of the leading soldiers at work were relieved a lot.They didn't care about getting dirty, so they asked the neighbors to fetch well water to wash their hands and faces, and squatted in the corner with their rice bowls in their hands to eat.

Zhou Qingfeng ran the whole camp to confirm that the standard of food was not deducted.If there is not enough food for heavy physical labor, the soldiers will really rebel.When he walked around, someone from the cooking team said that a light meal was prepared in a nearby restaurant and invited him over.

"I said officers and soldiers are equal, do you think it's a joke? I eat what the soldiers eat." Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the rice bowl of the chief soldier, "But I have a big appetite, so give me a few more."

The old man in the cooking class had seen the scene of Yuan Shikai's military training at the small station back then, glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, turned around and brought him a large bowl full of juicy fat slices.There is also a food box, which contains broth and roast chicken.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't refuse this time, he also found a wall and squatted down, tore two chicken legs casually, and stuffed them to the big soldier next to him, "Come on, I'm full, I have to work in the afternoon."

This move was noticed by the people around them. The two big soldiers almost couldn't hold their rice bowls. They didn't dare to chop the rice with the chopsticks in their hands, let alone eat the chicken legs, so they could only look around anxiously.

Zhou Qingfeng tore up the whole roast chicken and distributed it to more soldiers. He threw the meatless chicken rack to the platoon leader and shouted, "Eat it, is this fucking poisonous?"

The platoon leader took the chicken rack, hesitated for a while, and nodded his chin at the top soldiers under him, only those who were assigned to roast chicken dared to speak.He himself took a bite of the chicken butt, chewed it and swallowed it, his face full of aftertaste.

Zhou Qingfeng picked up the big sea bowl and slapped the rice into his mouth.His big mouth was like a bottomless pit, and in the blink of an eye, half of the bowl was gone, and the sliced ​​meat was devoured without chewing.

The other officers and soldiers didn't dare to eat so loudly, but they also felt that 'Zhou Shanpao' had no pretensions, and didn't look like an official.

The platoon leader squatted on the opposite side, eating a chicken rack with only bones left, and asked tentatively: "Master Zhou, why are we here to clear the garbage today?"

"There is no 'lord' in the army. They are called chiefs or official positions." Zhou Qingfeng stopped the chopsticks in his hand and said seriously: "Today's task is to reform the army."

The officers and soldiers who were grilling rice stopped their hands and blinked, all puzzled.

For someone else to come, I'm afraid I have to talk about the general principles of the military and civilian fish and water conditions.But Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the few pieces of meat left in the Dahai bowl, "Do you want to have meat every day in the future?"

The officers and soldiers all nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

"Dun Dun had meat in the past?"

The officers and soldiers hesitated immediately, some nodded, some shook their heads.

Zhou Qingfeng asked the platoon leader again, "Where are you from?"

Answer: "Xiangcheng, Henan."

Then ask the big soldiers next to them, there are Anyang, Kaifeng, and Luoyang.Zhou Qingfeng grinned, "Hey, they are all from Yuan Shikai's hometown! Why did you come to serve as soldiers?"

"Why do you need to ask?" The little soldier eating chicken legs next to him was touched. He stretched out his voice and lamented, "I can't survive. My family suffers from disasters every year. My parents are starving to death. Brothers and sisters either sold themselves or escape."

With just one complaint, the surrounding officers and soldiers were not in a good mood.Most of them are about 20 years old, no more than the children who grew up in the honeypot of the "later generations", all of them grew up in the bitter water of poverty, suffering, humiliation and oppression.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "From now on, we will not sacrifice our lives for the commander in chief, the poor in the world are one family, and we will sacrifice our lives for the people of the whole world.

From now on, you are not allowed to bully your own people, veterans are not allowed to bully recruits, and officers are not allowed to oppress soldiers.Soldiers cannot bully ordinary people.

Specifically today, this stinky trench is blocked, and we have to clear it.The houses of the people have collapsed, and we have to come to rescue them.In the event of a catastrophe, the troops have to take the initiative to carry it.

It's okay if you don't understand.

I don't expect you to understand it now, everything has to be learned from practice.Serving the people does not mean working for a day or two, not ten days and a half a month. It is the military norms for the future and must be followed at all times.

The advantage of doing all this is that you can eat big fish and meat every day, get enough money, marry a good wife in the future, and live in a big house.We can't be the annoying Qiu Ba, but we can hold our heads high and stand up to the people's army. "

The officers and soldiers didn't understand even more, but they still understood the general meaning-in the future, soldiers don't have to worry about being beaten, scolded and starved at any time, but they have to obey orders and obey orders if they want to eat and wear warmth.

Well, it’s okay to explain it this way, at least everyone can understand it.

After lunch, rest for half an hour and continue working in the afternoon.Zhou Qingfeng patrolled everywhere, where the dirtiest, bitterest and most tiring, he went there to take the lead in demonstrating.It wasn't until dark that we stopped work and returned to the camp to wash and rest.

During the work, the "Didu Daily" also sent reporters and photographers to interview, set up the camera to take pictures--the camera was supposed to be aimed at Zhou Qingfeng, the reporter even thought of the title of the article--the special envoy of the president loved the people like a son, and personally led the troops Clear the ditches.

Zhou Qingfeng was furious, and ordered the camera to focus on ordinary soldiers, and the title of the article was changed to "People's Army is for the people, voluntary labor is the most glorious."The target of the interview cannot be military officers either, it can be ordinary people and young soldiers.

In addition... journalists can't be divorced from the masses - come down to dig mud for me, and go to the grassroots to experience the lives of ordinary people.

The reporters who came to interview were cultural people, and they usually made friends with the elegant and noble upper class, so how could they be willing to dig mud?He looked at the pitch-black stinky mud ditch, shaking his head like a rattle.

Zhou Qingfeng kicked the reporter into the ditch, forced a shovel into it, and shouted viciously: "I despise your fake tricks that only talk but don't practice.

The newspapers are full of hypocritical articles that moan about no diseases, and they don't understand the sufferings of the people at all.This time I became an official, you all have to accept re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants. "

The soldiers all laughed when they saw the reporter being deflated.

The next day, Zhou Qingfeng went to another battalion to clean up the city.He brought a few staff officers, divided into divisions, and cooperated to improve work efficiency.

But how can such a huge imperial capital be cleaned up by relying on hundreds of soldiers every day?What's more, after cleaning up today, ordinary people will continue to dispose of garbage according to their habits tomorrow.

By the end of January, the First Group Army stationed in Nanyuan and Beiyuan completed their reorganization.The ministries dispatched ten battalions every day, led by political cadres into the city to perform voluntary labor, digging canals, building and repairing houses, and the work was in full swing.

The sanitation system and urban construction system were established in the imperial capital, and the "patriotic sanitation" activities were institutionalized.The propaganda machine is working at full capacity, reporting news of military and political reforms every day.

Zhou Qingfeng especially likes to recruit people from the propaganda and education system to "volunteer labor", and clearly stated: "You guys who engage in propaganda and education can't talk lies and empty words from a high position.

How can journalists know the real situation and write real reports if they don't sink to the grassroots?If you don't reform your own thinking, how can you do a good job in the education of the Three Views and train the next generation well?

Whether to stand on the side of the common people or on the side of the bourgeoisie, you have to make a choice. "

Just for this one, the literati in the imperial capital hated Zhou Qingfeng to death.Many people couldn't stand the suffering, so they simply went to the south.

Chapter 10

The genius was bright, and the sound of neat footsteps ran across the dirt road in Yanggezhuang, north of the imperial capital.The domestic dogs in the village barked wildly in shock, and the farmers woke up one after another, looking out through the narrow window lattices.

Holding torches, the passing team meandered for two miles, with chaotic footsteps, at least thousands of people.A few cars and trucks were among them, their headlights shining brightly on the road, honking their horns from time to time, and harsh sounds could be heard far away.

Listening to the movement outside, many people in the village also got up, carried hoes, and pushed carts to go out, preparing to go to work on the construction site to earn some food money.

The daughter-in-law of the Zhang family got up in the dark, and her man wanted to get up too, so she hurriedly said: "Don't move, just lie down. I'll go to work today."

"The construction site is full of heavy work done by old men. What can you do as a woman?" The man struggled to get up, "I'll go and ask the manager for mercy, and it's good if I help out."

"Your leg is broken, how can you plead for mercy?" Zhang's daughter-in-law said and sighed: "The price of grain harvested on the construction site is quite high. I will sell some of the grain at home, so I can get you some money for the medicine. "

Hearing what his wife said, the men of the Zhang family could only lie down slowly in the dark.He just wanted to fight hard.But he couldn't move, and when he moved, his legs hurt terribly.

The man fell on the bed, feeling very uncomfortable.This home is dilapidated and dilapidated.In winter, only a bed of blackened quilts can be covered, and some thatch is placed under the bed board, and people lie on it stiffly.

The room is low and the wooden windows are small.

There is always a cold wind blowing through the cracks in the windows. It is because the wall is cracked, and it cannot be repaired.From the outside, this is a dilapidated house, and a heavy snow may crush the whole family inside at any time.