Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

In two days

The streets and alleys were covered with slogans of the times, and the red storm swept through thousands of households in the city. All foreign and ancient cultures were targets of sweeping.

Sweep away the old ideas, old culture, old customs, and old habits of all the exploiting classes, take action against those vampires and parasites, and put their gold, silver, treasures, and killing weapons on display.

After the "Four Olds" movement began in 1949, it quickly spread to Shanghai, Tianjin and other major cities across the country and even to the vast rural areas.

In the process of destroying the "Four Olds", countless precious paintings and calligraphy, books, periodicals, utensils, ornaments, and ancient books scattered among the people disappeared in the fire.

Perfume, pointed leather shoes, and narrow-legged trousers were all considered "capitalist things" and once discovered, revolutionary sanctions were immediately imposed.

8 month 20 number

Zhang Minghui came to the Propaganda Department office early in the morning and knocked on the door of the department chief's office. Xie Shuyun was reading a newspaper and put it down when she saw that it was Zhang Minghui.

Looking at Zhang Minghui's pale face, he asked with concern.

"Minghui, why do you look so unhappy? What happened?"

Zhang Minghui looked grim and handed the sick leave note he had prepared in advance to Xie Shuyun.

"It says that the patient has a serious stomach problem and is advised to rest at home for a while."

Zhang Minghui slowed down his tone and spoke softly.

"Chief Xie, I haven't been feeling well these past two days. I went to the hospital for a checkup, but the doctor told me to take some medicine and rest for a while."

Xie Shuyun saw the handwriting above and asked in a reproachful manner.

"Minghui, what happened? How did your body suddenly become so seriously ill?"

Zhang Minghui said with a wry smile.

"Sister Xie, it was because of the food shortage two years ago. At that time, there was not enough food at home, and after being hungry for a period of time, he became ill."

"I felt unwell a few days ago and went to the hospital for a checkup, only to find out that I had a stomach problem."

When talking about that time, Xie Shuyun just sighed and didn't ask any more questions. She spoke in a serious tone.

"Okay, Minghui, there are no tasks in the factory recently. Your health is important, so I'll approve your leave. Let's do this! I know you need to take care of your stomach problems, so you should go back and take care of them for a while!"

Zhang Minghui thanked them loudly and returned to the office to have a brief conversation with his colleagues.

After leaving the steel rolling mill, Li Guoyong was already waiting for him outside. When he saw Zhang Minghui coming out, he immediately waved and called Zhang Minghui aside.

"Brother Hui, the people have been sent out and are all hanging around in the Forty-Nine City! Don't worry, they have been trained for a long time and are all our own people who know each other well. They are guaranteed to complete the task."

"Brother Hui, I just don't understand why you are staring at these furry kids!"

Zhang Minghui put down the bicycle and looked at Li Guoyong with a puzzled look. Zhang Minghui did not hide it from him and started talking.

"Guoyong, I've seen what happened in the past two days. There's a dispute going on up there. We have nothing to do with it, but those kids have seized valuable items."

"Don't you think it's a pity to let them be ruined like this?"

Li Guoyong's expression changed. He glanced around and when he saw that there was no one around, he couldn't help but whispered.

"Brother Hui, isn't it too risky for you to do this? If someone finds out, I'm afraid someone will investigate."

"The income on the black market is huge. I don't think you need to take the risk."

Zhang Minghui understood what Li Guoyong meant. He thought that the value of these ancient cultural relics was not that great and it was not worth taking the risk.

Only Zhang Minghui knew how valuable the destroyed antique paintings and calligraphy were. Such overwhelming wealth could not be missed so easily.

Zhang Minghui didn't tell Li Guoyong in detail. Even if he did, Li Guoyong wouldn't understand. He thought he was daydreaming.

How could ordinary people have expected that the country would develop so rapidly after reform and opening up? People who have not experienced it personally cannot imagine it.

In just a few years, the city where I have lived for most of my life has become so strange. So strange that I don’t even recognize it anymore.

Countless images flashed through his mind. Zhang Minghui resisted the urge to confide and looked at Li Guoyong as he spoke seriously.

"Guoyong, don't worry about it. Just keep an eye on the man. I'll do it myself when the time comes, and nothing will go wrong."

Upon hearing this, Li Guoyong nodded in agreement.

"Brother Hui, I'll go with you so I can take care of you when the time comes."

Zhang Minghui stared at Li Guoyong's body, looked him up and down, and joked.

"Come on, I won't be noticed if I go alone, but if you follow me, you will be exposed."

In the next few days, Zhang Minghui made frequent moves, exchanging fake antiques for a large number of real antiques.

Li Guoyong's investigators provided great help to Zhang Minghui, letting him know the exact location of their storage.

These Red Guards had no sense of defense at all. They just found a room and piled up the antiques they collected. When they had accumulated too much, they destroyed them in a centralized manner.

Doudou has changed his name to Zhang Weihong.

Most of the school leaders in Dongcheng are men, and there are very few female leaders. There are only a handful of Red Guards who are so beautiful and powerful.

So Zhang Weihong's name is still very famous.

The leaders of each district often held meetings together, and Zhang Weihong put forward initiatives according to Zhang Minghui's instructions.

"The four old items that were collected were destroyed in a centralized manner, and everyone came to watch, so as to serve as a warning to the people."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Weihong's words resonated with the audience and had a very good educational significance. Within two days, the Red Guards in other districts also adopted the method of centralized destruction.

Some people also felt that this would allow them to reap some benefits, so they responded one after another.

Many objects that were to be destroyed on the spot were preserved.

This made it convenient for Zhang Minghui, allowing him to easily obtain a large number of antique calligraphy and paintings.

In just over a month, Zhang Minghui obtained more than 1 antiques and hid them in a yard in the suburbs. This was much more than he had expected.

It is all-encompassing and has everything.

At first, Zhang Minghui used 80% fake antiques to exchange for all real antiques. Later, seeing that no one cared about this, Zhang Minghui began to slowly reduce the number of fake antiques.

I didn't expect that there would be so many antiques in Sijiu City. The fake antiques Zhang Minghui prepared were not enough. Later, they started to exchange them half and half.

These antique calligraphy and paintings are destroyed in batches every few days. Every time they are destroyed, people from the streets come to watch.

Those who are knowledgeable would shed tears when they saw these objects left by their ancestors being burned, muttering to themselves.

"What a sin! What a sin!"

The Red Guards ignored all this and just shouted deafening slogans.