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"Ah, my name is Barlevs, I'm from the countryside, and I'm a farmer." The gentleman stretched out his hand quickly.

"Hello, Comrade Barlevs, please sit down, please sit down." Sun Boyang stood up quickly, shook hands with Comrade Barlevs and motioned him to sit down.

"A comrade from the country? Old comrade, take a cigarette first and take a puff to warm up your body." Comrade Mao Qi also immediately stood up and took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and said to Comrade Barlevs.

"Ah, no need, I have a pipe." Barlevs sat down a little stiffly and declined.

"If you come to see me in the city in winter, you must have something to say. Comrade Barlevs, how is your country? How is your winter going?" Sun Boyang took out a cup from under the table and gave it to Barlev. Si poured tea and asked with a smile.

"It's because of this that I came to you, our farmers, the truth." Barlevs spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Ah, Comrade, you came to find the truth about the peasants? Is there still such a division?" Comrade Mao Qi frowned and asked doubtfully.

Sun Boyang paused while pouring tea, as if he realized what Comrade Barlevs wanted to say.

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"It seems that there are. Since the workers have the truth of the workers, then the peasants must have the truth of the peasants." Mr. Barlevs said as he sat down with his hands in his hands.

"Do workers and peasants still need to be separated? Do they need to be differentiated?" Comrade Mao Qi asked with a smile in his hand.

"Why not? Have the peasants in Central Province received your order? Yes. Leszek said that we should stop our allegiance to the provisional government. We put down our guns, and then accepted the workers in the city and Lesze. Kerr's leader, isn't he?" Barlevs asked, holding out his hand.

"Well, that's what happened." Sun Boyang nodded and handed over the teacup.

"The officials who came to the village to command said that they wanted to take away the land from the landlords, and the farmers took it away. Is that true? The farmers finally stored some grain for the winter at home, but the officials asked them not to eat it for themselves, but to give it to the workers. Go, and send them to the refugees, is that right? It seems that the workers have a helper for the workers, so the peasants must also have someone who helps them live." Barlevs said with a slightly angry expression.

"This must be..." Comrade Mao Qi wanted to say something to Sun Boyang, but Sun Boyang gently pressed his hand to stop him.

"How much food did you have taken by the workers' pickets?" Sun Boyang asked seriously.

"How much land has been allocated to your family, how much food has been stored? How much food has been taken away? You tell me, and I will settle the accounts for you." Sun Boyang continued to ask.

"I...I'm not talking about myself, I'm talking about many people..." Barlevs replied nervously.

"I'm asking how much food has been taken from your family? It's winter, and it's the hardest time for both farmers and workers. Logically speaking, your family should be allocated food instead of being taken away. I ask you, you How much food did you get?" Sun Boyang asked again.

"Ah, that's all. It's allotted, but how many people can eat? I'm not talking about me. Many people's food has been taken away, and then given to others for free. There is no compensation at all." Barlevs fumbled in his pocket again and said.

"Comrade Barlevs, that is to say, you didn't come here for yourself, and there are many people supporting you who sent you to talk to me? Is that right?" Sun Boyang asked.

"No one sent me here, and no one instructed me. I just spoke out for other people and complained about this unfair behavior. Tell me about Comrade Sun Boyang, do you think it's right to steal food from other people's homes like this? Isn't it unfair to take it out and distribute it to others in a selfless manner?" Barlevs immediately replied.

"Ah, no one sent you here, but there are also people who are backing you and supporting you. Is that what I mean? My dear Comrade Barlevs, you said that your food was stolen by robbers, I’m looking for the so-called farmers’ principles and protectors again. Then I suggest that you express all your thoughts without any scruples. Comrade Moltke is my excellent comrade, and we will give you a complete answer.” Sun Boyang got up to make hot tea and said.

"I think it's better for one person to say some things, but it's awkward for two people to say." Barlevs said again with his hands in his hands.

"Okay then, Comrade Mao Qi, please come here and do me a favor." Sun Boyang turned his head and waved to Comrade Mao Qi who was on the sofa.

"What's the matter?" Comrade Mao Qi immediately stood up and walked to Sun Boyang and asked.

"Help me take care of this pot of tea. There is a little sparkle in it. The temperature required for boiling it is lower than usual. Don't wait until it boils before raising it." Sun Boyang said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, I'll take care of it, just leave it to me, and I'll be your advisor." Comrade Mao Qi assured Sun Boyang with a smile after smelling the pot of shining root tea with a slightly earthy and floral fragrance.

"Don't be fooled by him, Comrade Sun Boyang, there is no doubt that he is at least a rich peasant, nothing to say." Comrade Mao Qi whispered again.

"Don't worry, I probably know what's going on." Sun Boyang smiled and walked back and said.

"Come on, Comrade Barlevs, can you talk now? Let's have a good talk, just the two of us, what do you think?" Sun Boyang asked sitting opposite Barlevs.

Barlevs stroked his beard, then touched his pocket awkwardly, then looked at Comrade Mao Qi who was sitting on a chair with his back to them, who was watching Sun Boyang's manuscript by the stove, and finally Said to Sun Boyang:

"Who grows the food you eat? Farmers. Who harvests, dries, and stores the grains one by one? Isn't it us farmers? These grains are purchased with our land and our pockets. Seeds and farming tools, didn’t we do it ourselves? Just like that, robbed us of our grain? Bullied us honest farmers?” Barlevs asked dissatisfied, leaning forward.

"You are wrong. There are no such 'honest' peasants as you mentioned. I said that there are poor peasants, middle peasants, and rich peasants among the peasants. Poor peasants who have worked so hard for a year but are hungry Those who have pockets of money, land, and surplus food like this are rich peasants. And the middle peasants, in the current state of land annexation, the gap between the rich and the poor in rural areas, and various high taxes, have basically disappeared. Such peasants are oppressed together with the poor peasants. in the ranks." Sun Boyang replied seriously.

"No, no, there are honest, hard-working farmers who are the owners of the land and dependent on the country, and there are also scoundrels who lie on these farmers and suck blood!" Barlevs shouted.

"Rogue means poor peasants? Poor peasants are forced to rent your land and pay you a lot of money. In your mouth, it becomes blood-sucking?" Sun Boyang asked sternly.

"That's according to you, these are the standard lazy people and scoundrels! If they didn't farm the land improperly and eat and work lazy, how could they lose their land or become poor? It's their own fault that they are poor, they are scoundrels, and they are also the country The restless people. But you, just attribute their poverty to us, and then help these lazy people and bully us. How many years have passed since the dynasties, and the dynasties have changed, I have never seen a king of that dynasty dare to bully How dare you treat us like this!" Barlevs shouted angrily.

"According to you, the master is the rich peasant and the landlord. The landlord is the exploiter in the countryside and the top of the rural feudal social system. The poverty of the peasants is largely caused by their collusion with the bureaucracy, while It’s not what you say, being lazy and dishonest farming. There are people like this, and they need to be reformed, but most of the poor peasants’ poverty has nothing to do with their own hard work.” Sun Boyang replied immediately.

"There are also kind and wealthy people, but if you, or the people behind you read my article and ask me this way, then you must be a good hand who pretends to be confused. Such a kind and gentle landlord, in today's society It is difficult to survive under the environment. The feudal bureaucratic system makes the oppression more and more serious, and it is so severe that it cannot survive unless it is passed on downwards. What we need to do is the liberation of liberation, so that everyone can get out of the cannibalistic society. Come out, be upright, and live as equals." Sun Boyang said while holding each other's hands.

"As for the dynastic change you mentioned, let me tell you that our regime established by workers and poor peasants is stable. From now on, it is absolutely impossible to protect landlords and exploiters. Exploitation must be eliminated. If my generation cannot do it, Comrade Mao Qi will continue to do it, and then let the next generation of comrades continue to do it." Sun Boyang raised his voice and said to Barlevs.

"Listen to me, Citizen Sun Boyang, Yongdalim is a country of peasants, and there are only a small number of workers. We can live without these big cities. If you don't sell us cheap cloth, we will wear homemade cloth spun by ourselves, without leather boots. We will wear the straw sandals we made ourselves, and if we don’t give you food! There is a war now..." Barlevs shouted again.

"Do you think that hunger can threaten us? Do you think that the food in the liberated areas is now supplied by the liberated areas of the central province? I just explained our thinking to the gentleman in the city, and then I will come to the countryside for you The gentleman explained, then you just listen." Sun Boyang stood up and said sternly.

"As long as our liberated areas and the workers' and peasants' government exist, the land reform and rural revolution will continue to the end. If you think that if you store grain and refuse to sell it, you can use hunger to force the government of the liberated areas to make concessions, then you are very wrong. For the cities With all kinds of 'old people' in the countryside, I have said it very concisely and plainly in the public documents, so you don't need to ask me to test whether I can make concessions." Sun Boyang said with a slight bend while pulling out his pockets.

"Now you can leave, take the answer I gave you, and report to the masters behind you. Tell them that the Leszek regime will never give in. If you have any plans, just let them come! Whether it is planning to drive up prices, or a counter-insurgency, I will accompany you to the end!" Sun Boyang said with a wave of his hand.

Shana heard that the quarrel in the room was getting more and more intense, and couldn't help but pushed the door and walked in. She held down the special musket inlaid with magic crystals on her belt and looked at the gentleman vigilantly, and stood guard at the door.

"My lord," Barlevs said to Sun Boyang, looking at Comrade Shana who was on guard at the door and smiling charmingly.

"I'll remember..."

"Okay, Comrade Xia Na, please send him out!" Sun Boyang immediately turned his back and waved.

"Let's go!" Shana immediately stepped up and waved.

"Farewell to you, kind sir." Balevs bowed and took off his hat and said respectfully.

"You don't need to do this." Sun Boyang folded his arms and continued to say with his back turned.

Such a questioning, such a temptation, if no one is instigating it, it would be hard for people to believe it.

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"Have you heard everything? Heard the speech of this 'comrade' Barlevs." Sun Boyang sat down and asked Comrade Mao Qi.

"This is a rich peasant." Comrade Mao Qi put down the manuscript in his hand, walked back and sat down and said with a smile.

"Yes, rich peasants, he told us exactly what their landlords and rich peasants thought, and he was completely sincere. He wanted to test whether our Leszek regime would give in, and see if we could be like countless others in the past. He still depends on them for survival like a dynasty. Like Mr. Memel who came before, he still wants to keep his privileges and live happily as before." Sun Boyang poured out the last bit of tea to satisfy himself and Comrade Mao Qi. Said on.

"You have to pay attention to Comrade Sun Boyang, this is exactly the slogan of Oleg and Mengkevik." Comrade Mao Qi answered with a teacup.

"It's completely Mengkevik's slogan, favoring the landlords, wooing the factory owners, and completely treating them as their own. The poor peasants are called scoundrels, and the workers are all rascals. Yongdalim is a country of peasants. They You can live without workers, it's just like Oleg taught them in front of them." Sun Boyang snorted coldly with disdain.

"By the way, how about the tea? Is it open?" Sun Boyang glanced back and asked again.

"It's not boiling, it's not boiling yet. Didn't those comrades in the Science Journal say that the water will boil at [-] degrees when it reaches the peak. At this time, we generally call it boiling water. Drinking water that is not boiled is harmful to the body. It's not very good, I'll talk about it after I open it, and I can still tell the difference." Comrade Mao Qi pressed his chest and replied.

"Huh? It seems to be the case. You have to wait until you open it to drink." Sun Boyang was stunned for a moment and then nodded.

"You see, people have always said that we are too strict. It's a joke that they don't know what is strict. Our work has been done as gently as possible. If Comrade Sun Raul is transferred over and let him work with this Ba Mr. Leves, he will definitely give him two crispy ones without hesitation." Sun Boyang said to Comrade Mao Qi again.

"Comrade Sun Raul has a fierce temperament. If he is here and I agree with you, I guess he has already started." Comrade Mao Qi also said with a smile.

"We are firm in our beliefs, and at the same time unite the majority of people as much as possible, and let everyone unite under the red flag. Now the landlords and factory owners are sharpening their knives and want to open fire on us. Our regime has Time is like milk but not like iron. Under the premise of our Leszekism, we try our best to focus on labor reform and ideological education. Except for the heinous shooting, we give most of the most basic human rights, so that they can have a A chance to reform under the supervision of the people." Sun Boyang said helplessly.

"You don't have to be polite when dealing with these Mengkeweikes. If you want to be strict, you should be strict, and if you should be punished, you should be punished. Treating them weakly will make them proud. You must let them know that Lei Chi is not allowed to step in." Mao Comrade Qi also said seriously with a cigarette in his hand.

"That's right. We can't take a step back in terms of our regime and beliefs, and we must never let our guard down. We must realize the grand dream of establishing a Leszek country, and we must also let the poor people all over the world stand up , and march forward hand in hand together. Wait a minute, Comrade Mao Qi, I really want to say that Shining Root Tea cannot be boiled?!" Sun Boyang suddenly recalled and said to Comrade Mao Qi when he heard the boiling sound.

"It's broken, I forgot!" Comrade Moltke hurriedly stood up and ran to the stove, picked up a towel from the side, wrapped it on the handle, and lifted off the teapot full of boiling water.He put the teapot on the table beside him and wiped it nervously, almost getting suffocated by the steam again, so he quickly dodged back.Seeing all this, Sun Boyang burst out laughing, walked happily to Comrade Mao Qi and patted him on the shoulder.

"I have another speech tomorrow, will you go with me?" Sun Boyang asked with a smile as he picked up the teapot and walked back.

"You know, I will go if you don't invite me." Comrade Mao Qi put down the towel and replied with a smile.

"By the way, there is one more thing. The comrades from the Military Reform Department asked me to bring a blueprint, and asked you to check it for them to see if it fits." Comrade Mao Qi took out another stack of wrapped drawings from his bag. Said the strict blueprint.

"What kind of blueprints do I need to check for them? These great talents from the Military Reform Department have already excelled." Sun Boyang took the blueprints and said with a smile.

"This tea is very bitter. Comrade Sun Boyang, have you changed your slogan?" Comrade Mao Qi asked with a wrinkled face after taking a sip of the hot tea.

"It's only when it boils that it will suffer. This is our task this afternoon. It's up to you and me to eliminate this pot of diehards." Sun Boyang turned his head and said with a laugh.

"Let me see the drawings and plans." Sun Boyang turned his head and opened it again and said in a low voice.

"The second generation of the Fire Demon Lion Project... Lightweight Direction Plan: Armored Rhino Chariot..."

"Civilization plan: Yufengma plan, large-scale transportation plan: plesiosaur plan..."

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Mr. Barlevs left the People's Building under Shana's surveillance. He walked down the stairs slowly, still a little angry and scared in his heart.How many years have passed in the past dynasties, and there was a ruler who did not rely on them as landlords to do things. How did it change in this generation?It's really strange, no matter it's the old republic, or the new kingdom and empire, even Oleg's interim government, everyone is developing industry, and they don't treat their landlords like this?How did it change when you came here?

"Let's wait and see who will be unlucky in the end!" Barlevs turned around and clenched his fists in protest.

"Balevs, Balevs!" A gentleman in the carriage on the side of the road suddenly stopped Barlevs and said.

"Come here, come here," the man shouted again.

Barlevs quickly ran to the carriage, and got in with the support of the two people in the carriage. After he took a breath, the carriage started, and walked all the way to the National Capital Theatre.

"Mr. Spandy, you are in good health." Barlevs said to the old man sitting in the middle of the car.

"I'm in good health." Spandy replied coldly.

"You guys, what did he say? Did he let go or give in?" Gentleman Spandy asked again.

"No, I really couldn't see it at all." Memel shook her head while leaning on her crutches.

"He doesn't care about our honest farmers at all, he only knows how to protect those scoundrels." Barlevs also said hastily.

"Based on what you're saying, he didn't back down, but insisted." Spandy continued to ask.

"Yes, I even moved out of my relationship with his father and my identity as an older generation. But it was useless, he still insisted and would never give in to me. Look, I have never seen that king not relying on My relatives are in charge of the world, he will be finished sooner or later, the country will definitely take on someone else's surname, and will never become the Kasyev Kingdom." Memel still shook his fist very angrily.

"Mr. Memel, you have to know, he is very clear, that's what he wants to do, what kind of so-called democratic republic he wants to make progress." Spandy said indifferently.

"He hated us so madly that he called us landlords and rich peasants, and put such a terrible name on us to attack us. I really can't imagine that without us hard-working farmers, I guarantee their future Geography doesn’t grow crops,” Barlevs added.

"That's right, he will need us sooner or later." Memel agreed.

"But that will be sooner or later, not now," said Spandy, drawing a cigarette from his pocket.

"Now, the offensive of the revolutionary army is really fast. They are attacking very quickly, they have already occupied the east, and they are about to attack the southeastern province. Marshal Oleg is in a hurry, as long as there is a little Hope, he will wish to do it," Spandy added.

"Now that we know that Sun Boyang is so ignorant, we have nothing to say. The assassination will start tomorrow, and while he is going out to give a speech, be ruthless and fast." Spandy stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it out of the window.

"Really?! To assassinate him?" Memel asked in surprise.

"Yes, those of us who are still here have made a decision. We must not let Sun Boyang continue to live. He is still alive, which is a great threat to us. Since he has no idea of ​​compromise, we can't continue to expect him. We learned through the eyeliner among the workers that he was going to give a speech at the factory tomorrow, and at that time, we shot him to death with the musket he invented." Spandy gestured again.

"That's really great, long live the interim government, long live Marshal Oleg!" Barlevs waved his hands in cheers.

"Keep your voice down! Don't be heard by the workers on the road!" Memel said with a glare at him.

"Where are the candidates?" Has anyone been chosen?Memel turned her head and asked again.

"It's already been selected. These two people have been selected. They are both very capable killers. They have also worked as adventurers before. They must be in charge. We have already detected them. He usually brings a few guards, and It's still a woman. One or two guards can't stop our killer at all, he can't escape tomorrow, and he won't see the sun of the day after tomorrow." Spandy said with a sneer.

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(Inside the Devil's Lair...the bourgeoisie's lair...)

"Why did you give up the mission? Why don't you want to help assassinate Sun Boyang tomorrow?" Master Xie Miao said coldly to the middle-aged man sitting with his head bowed in front of him.

"I can't." The middle-aged man continued to answer with his head down.

"A few days ago, I went to see his speech. As soon as he came to the stage, he mentioned us workers, and what he said was very clear. He used our previous life as an example, and he was very kind. I believe in him, so I can't follow him tomorrow. Kill him." The middle-aged man raised his head and replied excitedly.

"I said earlier, don't use workers." An old man next to him whispered.

"You see, the workers are all fascinated by Sun Boyang, and they definitely won't follow us."

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"It's okay, good friend, you go back and rest, rest first, you won't be allowed to participate in this operation." The tall gentleman next to him came over and patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"He's for our workers, think again, he's really different from the marshal..." The worker didn't forget to say to the tall gentleman when he walked out the door.

"Okay, okay, I see, you go back and have a good rest, we will make a careful decision. Connie, give him a ride and find him a carriage. There is a black carriage nearby, and the driver is familiar with us , let him send it off." The tall gentleman turned his head and said to the young man who looked like a hooligan.

"This is a very dangerous person. Send him away and finish him off with one shot. You can't keep this kind of person, he will expose us." The tall gentleman pulled out a short musket from his belt and handed it to Connie. Said.

"He won't survive today." The man named Connie took the short musket and chased after the worker, disappearing from the sight of the tall gentleman.Only then did the tall gentleman turn around and shout angrily.

"How many times have I told you that workers cannot be used to assassinate Sun Boyang!" the tall gentleman scolded.

"You think this will make Nong Xun lose confidence." Master Xie Miao stretched out his hand and asked.

"I reckon, I reckon, so what if I reckon? Don't you know how to comment? Don't you know how to review this guy?" The tall gentleman continued to say angrily.