In the morning, Li Guolou went out and entered Haihe Park with Wu Defu. The two looked like brothers and were more than 90% similar in dress. There were mostly old men and women in the park. Li Guolou and Wu Defu came to the meeting point, on the west side of the bell tower.
Li Guolou and Wu Defu didn't know who would join them, so they could only hold their hats in their left hands. This was a code for joining Su Yuli (Yang Dongting). What do national heroes look like? Li Guolou and Wu Defu Look curiously at everyone who passes by them.
"Sir, do you want to buy flowers? I have two red flowers here." A girl about ten years old with two pigtails on her head looked playfully at Li Guolou and Wu Defu. The little girl turned out to be the one who connected them. Holding a basket in hand.
"Well, I'll buy two sunflowers." Wu Defu calmly took out a franc.
"Sister, one is not enough. My red flower will bring you luck. Wearing the red flower will make tomorrow better." The little girl seemed to be teasing others, but she was talking about the incision.
"Okay! I'll add one more, so that tomorrow will be better and the world will always be peaceful." Wu Defu's incision was impeccable and he had already memorized it by heart.
The flowers were artificial flowers tied with colored paper. Li Guolou and Wu Defu put them in their chest pockets and followed the little girl out of the garden by the river.
After walking for more than ten minutes, the little girl got on a carriage in an alley. Li Guolou and Wu Defu hurriedly got into the carriage.
The little girl jumped off the carriage again and continued her career of selling flowers to raise funds for the national martyrs. The door of the carriage was closed. Li Guolou and Wu Defu could not see anything in the dark carriage. They did not know where the carriage turned. Half an hour later Came to a small citizen residential area.
When he jumped off the carriage, Li Guolou looked up at the stone carving name "Fuyoufang" on the alley, and hurriedly lowered his head to pretend that he didn't know where he was.
An old man walked into the alley with Li Guolou and Wu Defu, stopped at the door of No. 13, knocked on the door three times, and shouted: "Old lady, open the door quickly."
An old woman opened the door and showed her toothless mouth to Li Guolou and Wu Defu. Back then, her little mouth had fascinated thousands of young people. Now she can still do her small part by guarding the door for the national martyrs.
Li Guolou smelled a smell of garlic and almost felt like vomiting at the door. He quickly turned his head away from looking at the old woman's face.
When you enter the Shikumen house, you will find the living room, which is the largest room. There are at least forty or fifty men, mostly young people, sitting inside. When they saw Li Guolou and Wu Defu entering, they all nodded slightly in greeting.
Su Yuli stood up and said excitedly: "Comrades, these two are our newcomers. Our thirteen comrades in prison relied on their help to escape. Please give them the warmest applause." .”
Li Guolou and Wu Defu were dumbfounded. They became national heroes as soon as they entered the door. What they had done cannot be ignored. They had really helped revolutionary comrades.
The applause is incomparable to that of the little Japanese, the rhythm is inconsistent, and it sounds like a rabble clapping randomly.
"Hello!" "Hello, comrade!" "Thank you, comrade!"
It is not easy to shake hands with more than 40 people. Li Guolou and Wu Defu successfully completed the arduous task.
Some people recognized who Li Guolou was, with excited expressions on their faces. However, none of the national martyrs with rich struggle experience called Li Guolou by his English name, and they still addressed him as a comrade.
Li Guolou didn't understand what Su Xuli did. He went up to him and asked, "Mr. Su, why is this?"
Su Yuli glanced at him and said: "Don't worry, little comrade, we have to give a lecture first so that you two new comrades can accept the baptism of revolution. Everyone, sit down and we will continue the class."
The young Su Chenggong (pseudonym, adopted son of Su Yu) wore a pair of glasses and looked like a teacher. He stood in front of a small blackboard, looked around solemnly at everyone present, and said: "Here we come today. Two new comrades, let me start with what comrades are." After saying this, Su Chenggong wrote the word "comrades" on the blackboard with white chalk.
Su Chenggong pointed his hand and said, "Xiao Chen, what do you mean by comrades?"
A sturdy man in his thirties stood up and said honestly: "Hey, comrades are like-minded people who gather together to resist the oppression of the Qing Dynasty."
"That's right b1 3kanwang/b That's great!" Su Chenggong gestured for Xiao Chen to sit down again.
Li Guolou peeked at the people around him. Most of them were illiterate. When he heard the word "comrade", his face lit up with excitement, as if he had seen the dawn and ushered in hope.
"Our National Renaissance Party, adhering to the dream of our ancestors, wants to establish a government with no oppression, no emperor, and ourselves as masters. Although Hong Xiuquan, the king of heaven, failed, God has opened a door to us, the road to revival of the French Revolution. It is waving to us. Although this road requires us to shed our lives and shed blood, and there will be the darkest moment before dawn, we National Renaissance Party members are not afraid of death! We are not afraid of sacrifice! We have the courage to accept all the tests the party imposes on us and behead our heads. I'm not afraid, let alone being imprisoned!"
Applause rang out again, and this time both Li Guolou and Wu Defu were clapping. They already knew that the soundproofing facilities here were very good, and their applause could not be heard in the alley, because the windows in the living room were covered with thick quilts. With the oil lamp lit, everyone's face flickered, like ghosts in the underworld.
There was a sneer on Wu Defu's face. He had never seen anyone who was not afraid of prison. Anyone who could get out of prison alive would succumb to his feet. Whether it was true or false, the thirteen comrades of the National Renaissance Party who were released by him , the book of repentance was clutched in his hand.
Li Guolou saw his teacher Su Chenggong looking at him, nodded hurriedly with an expression of approval, and told his teacher Su Chenggong that he had listened.
Su Chenggong took off his gold-rimmed glasses, scooped them into his hands, his eyes became dull, and said: "Comrades, what kind of country do we live in? An emperor who does not want to make progress, only pursues pleasure, and has no sense of shame. , after ceding land and paying indemnities, we gave pieces of our great country to the foreign devils. Those emperors, generals and ministers still lived a decadent life of fine clothes, fine food, sensuality and pleasure. But we are now standing on the territory of the French, asking foreigners to read more. , drive carriages, work as waiters, wash dishes, deliver newspapers, live like cattle and horses, living in attics and shantytowns. But those big men do nothing, but sit in carriages, live in bungalows, and enjoy delicious food , holding a beautiful woman, is this fair?"
"It's not fair!" Everyone spoke loudly and shared the same hatred. They clenched their fists to vent the anger in their chests.
"Yes! This society is unfair! There is no democracy, no dignity, no hope, and no reason for existence. So we must overthrow the decadent Manchu Qing regime and establish a democratic and free country. Although Hong Xiuquan, the king of heaven, has tried, he is still far away from us. Go. But his career has definitely not failed, because we are still alive, and we are the gravediggers of the decadent Manchu Qing regime! We must help them complete the tasks that our ancestors have not completed."
? The powerful words were resounding, the crowd clapped excitedly, and tears filled their eyes with excitement. The burden on them was heavy. A democratic and free country relies on these national heroes to sacrifice their lives and blood, not to be afraid of difficulties and obstacles, and to have the courage to open up a new way out.
Li Guolou lowered his head and said nothing. The criticism was about what kind of life he and people like Wu Defu were living. Is it true that he should overthrow the decadent Manchu regime in exchange for a life of working as a cow and a horse? The way is different. For his own sake, the ideas of the democratic reformists are suitable for him, but the ideas of the democratic revivalists are not suitable for him. Hong Xiuquan's remnant thoughts are too radical, and he must keep a distance from these democratic revivalists in the future.
Wu Defu didn't listen to his teacher Su Chenggong's words and asked, "Third brother, when will it end?"
Li Guolou winked at Wu Defu and asked Wu Defu to be a little patient. These national heroes like meetings the most. Every time they hold a meeting, they will put forward new ideas, discuss new topics, and debate with each other whose words are based on evidence. Why did the Paris Commune fail? What are the reasons? ?
Li Guolou lowered his voice and said: "Second brother, you can smell the aroma of the food. Keep listening. They won't let us go back until the afternoon. This is called brainwashing. By night, you will recognize the Democratic Renaissance Party members." proposition.”
Wu Defu listened attentively, trying to find reasons in the words of his teacher Su Chenggong, but Su Chenggong's words were all based on history and were well-founded. Wu Defu couldn't help but nod frequently, agreeing with his teacher Su Chenggong's statement. The Manchu Qing government was a massacre of the Han nation. Executioner, as long as the blood of the Han people flows through his body, he will drive out the barbarians and return China to me.
"Comrades, the burden on our shoulders is very heavy. We remember the blood of countless martyrs. They once shaved their heads and wanted to scare us with massacres. However, we adhered to the teachings of Hong Xiuquan, the king of heaven, and fought against the Manchu government to the end. "The enemy wants to kill us by beheading us and even buying us with money and sex. Can they succeed?" Teacher Su Chenggong looked at the two newly joined "comrades" and asked the "new comrades" to express their stance.
"No!" Li Guolou and Wu Defu said without hesitation, with smeared faces as if they were saying goodbye to their past lives and would follow the Democratic Renaissance Party forever. The dog slaves trained by the Manchu government had no other abilities. His ability to climb along the pole is second to none.
Teacher Su Chenggong looked excited. The task assigned to him by his adoptive father Su Yuli had been completed. The two new comrades would become the firm backbone of the Democratic Renaissance Party. In the future, they would have to use a heart-to-heart approach to communicate with those who had infiltrated the Manchu government. Chat more so that more members of the Democratic Renaissance Party can develop.
At noon, forty or fifty people gathered together in the living room to eat lard, vegetable rice and seaweed and egg drop soup. Everyone had a big bowl. It was fair and reasonable, and there was no distinction between superiority and inferiority. They talked, laughed and gossiped.
Su Yuli asked while eating: "Comrade Wu, is Comrade Li still used to the food?"
Wu Defu smiled and said: "Chinese food is still delicious, I have been eating it every day these two days..."
Li Guolou kicked Wu Defu under the table and interjected: "Comrade Su, we are Han people who like to eat pork, vegetable and vegetable rice, but we are not full. Is there any more?"
"Hahaha!" Su Yuli laughed three times and said: "Comrade Wu, Comrade Li, you are new members, of course we must fulfill our duty as landlords and provide food and rice for everyone!"
Everyone showed envious expressions, jealous that the two new comrades could still eat pork, vegetable and rice.
After lunch and hot tea, Li Guolou asked quietly: "Comrade Su, when will we discuss our matters?"
Su Yuli shook his head and said: "Comrade Xiao Li, don't be impatient. In the afternoon we will have a big discussion to criticize the adventurist Renaissance Party. This is a life-and-death criticism. We must have a clear vision of where our Democratic Renaissance Party is going. Claim.”
Li Guolou looked around, feeling strange that there were no radical members of the Democratic Renaissance Party here. If there was a big criticism here, which radical member of the Democratic Renaissance Party would jump out to refute? Brainwashing is not one or two, it is accumulated over many years, here Through repeated brainwashing, the members of the Democratic Renaissance Party have already been controlled by Su Yuli, but are there secret spies from the Qing Internal Affairs Office among them?
Li Guolou believed that there was more than one spy from the Qing Dynasty's Internal Affairs Bureau, and the Qing Dynasty's Internal Affairs Bureau spies who had a single line of contact did not know his own people.