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Chapter 561 He is carrying the country forward alone!

When Wang Qinglu heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Farewell!"

"etc."

Yu Lei hurriedly said: "Huaizhao, you and I have been friends for so many years, what else can't be brought to the table?"

Wang Qinglu sneered. If he really believed Yu Lei's words, he would be still there counting money for him after being sold by him.

You can trust anyone's words, but Yu Lei's words, you have to be cautious about every word.

Yu Lei sighed: "Huaizhao, do you think I would arrest people for no reason? Without conclusive evidence, how could I dare to cause such big trouble and arrest someone from your Prime Minister's Office?"

Wang Qinglu was silent for a moment: "Is there really something wrong with Jiang Shuidong?"

"It is true, and it is a big problem." Yu Lei nodded: "He is your foreign affairs liaison officer. We only dared to take action after a long investigation. There was a period of time when he had contacts with the Russians.

Very close. We also know that he was an official during the former Beiyang government. Because he was familiar with foreign affairs, he could not find a suitable candidate for a while, so he has not spoken to him. However, Huaizhao, take a look for yourself, this is Jiang Shuidong.

The explanation materials we have here.”

Wang Qinglu took Jiang Shuidong's confession, read it carefully for a while, sighed, and gave it back to Yu Lei.

He was a little confused, why couldn't his trust and generosity make Jiang Shuidong change his mind?

The country has been unified. There is no longer any need for mutiny or coup. Instead, we must wholeheartedly make the country stronger. But why do some people always fail to see this?

Do they think that a different president can do a better job than Heng Shuai?

Why do those people always feel happy when their country is always in the midst of conspiracy and turmoil?

Yu Lei glanced at Wang Qinglu sympathetically. This young prime minister, who had been following Heng Shuai since Sichuan, was only so young and already had gray hair.

He was born into a noble family, and his original life was comfortable and leisurely. He didn't have to worry about anything. Maybe it was just an impulse to follow Hengshuai back then, but this "impulse" made him embark on a path that he had never thought about.

The way down.

A heavy burden fell heavily on his shoulders...

"Heng Shuai is about to return to China. Before he returns to China, we must show him a clean country." Yu Lei particularly emphasized the word "clean": "In fact, this can control the impact to a minimum.

Within the scope, otherwise if Hengshuai waits for personal intervention, I am afraid that countless good people will be killed..."

Wang Qinglu was a little strange: "When did you become so compassionate?"

In his memory, a scholar would never blink an eye when killing someone.

Yu Lei smiled bitterly: "I'm not compassionate. I'm actually a little scared. I'm worried that this matter will become more and more involved, and in the end you and I will be involved. Hengshuai always likes to use young people, and he allows

When they make mistakes, as long as they do not involve fundamental interests, Hengshuai can tolerate them, but we are different. We old people who follow Hengshuai cannot make any mistakes, otherwise..."

He paused there: "Since the establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, I have predicted that some of us will get into trouble sooner or later..."

Wang Qinglu suddenly laughed: "Scholar, I'm afraid that your buttocks are not clean, so you are afraid? I, Wang Qinglu, am open-minded, behave upright, stand upright, and am not afraid of checking or asking questions.

There is nothing that can fall into the hands of others."

"Okay, okay, you are upright and I am despicable, okay?" Yu Lei shook his head and said.

Wang Qinglu suddenly remembered something: "You have to let me meet Jiang Shuidong."

"Why?"

Wang Qinglu was a little helpless: "He has not yet clearly handed over some foreign affairs matters, especially some documents that are specifically responsible for him are in his hands..."

Yu Lei thought for a moment: "Let him work hard here."

This is unprecedented. The detention room of the Central Government has become the office location of the Prime Minister and the Foreign Affairs Liaison Officer!

When Wang Qinglu saw his subordinates, his eyes were filled with helplessness, blame, and distress.

When he just took over as Prime Minister, Jiang Shuidong was already the foreign affairs liaison officer there!

He was from the former Beiyang government. At that time, many people suggested that Wang Qinglu should be replaced.

However, Wang Qinglu did not agree. In his opinion, Jiang Shuidong, a young man, was full of vitality, enthusiasm, intelligence, and had too many imaginations like his own. It would be a pity to give him up like this.

Under great pressure, Wang Qinglu kept him here.

He also knew that Jiang Shuidong was ambitious and liked to pursue those new so-called "progressive ideas" which were somewhat unreliable, but Wang Hengyue was confident that he could turn him into a useful talent needed by the country.

But Wang Qinglu found that he had failed.

Some people cannot be changed no matter how hard you try.

When he saw Jiang Shuidong again, he saw that his subordinates were covered in blood and had obviously suffered a lot. Think about it, how many of the people who fell into Yu Lei's hands would end well?

"Prime Minister" Jiang Shuidong made a somewhat evasive cry.

With a slight sigh, Wang Qinglu sat down opposite him. A ray of sunlight squeezed in through the iron bars of the skylight at the top of the detention room.

Wang Qinglu saw the desire in his subordinates' eyes.

What he misses most now is the outside world, right? However, as long as he enters this place, it means losing his freedom and everything he once owned...

"Are you still pursuing the 'freedom' you sang so loudly?" Wang Qinglu asked meaningfully.

Jiang Shuidong looked numbly at his boss, unable to say a word that he was pursuing "freedom" but in the end, he lost his freedom...

He suddenly gritted his teeth: "Prime Minister, my heart will never die. What China needs is a democratic and free society, not a country led by a dictator."

"In the past, I had the same thoughts as you..." Wang Qinglu seemed to be talking to one of his children, even though he was not much older than this subordinate: "It was more than ten years ago, or fifteen or six years ago.

At that time, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was corrupt and incompetent. I came into contact with some foreign things, so-called new ideas. At that time, I was very excited and excited. I thought that as long as all foreign things were brought over, our country would become stronger. But gradually,

But I found that this road doesn’t work, at least it doesn’t work in our country at all. Freedom and democracy need to be guaranteed by a stable and strong country. The country is still mired in civil strife, and the nation is still so weak that it is under the influence of foreigners.

Bullying, what freedom and democracy are you talking about? Everyone and every political party are singing about freedom and democracy, but who can really achieve it?

Everyone is talking about learning from the United States, learning from the United Kingdom, and learning from Japan, but what have we learned over the years? Instead, we have made the country a mess. So I became numb and started to anesthetize myself with cigarettes.

"Have you ever smoked cigarettes?" Jiang Shuidong was startled.

"Yes, I smoked it and quit." Wang Qinglu smiled: "At that time, I was still working with Zhao Erfeng's cronies Fu Huafeng in Ya'an. Later, Heng Shuai, oh, the current president attacked Ya'an.

Use a trick to capture Fu Huafeng alive and present Ya'an to the president."

Jiang Shuidong had never heard of these stories. He never thought that the Prime Minister, who usually seemed so gentle and polite, had such a wonderful past.

"Those of us, no matter who we are, have fought with the president, experienced bullets and bullets, and crawled out of the dead. No one could have imagined that we would be here today." Wang Qinglu said calmly: "

So we know that everything is not easy to come by. It cannot be obtained by just shouting a few slogans. It is really paid for with one's life. I have also seen with my own eyes that in all the areas ruled by the president, he has

He is doing his best to do his own thing well and doing everything possible to make this country truly strong in nature. He is very tired, really very tired..."

Wang Qinglu seemed to be in a trance as he spoke: "You said he is a dictator? Yes, he is a dictator. He is almost alone carrying the country forward!"

This sentence instantly brought a huge impact to Jiang Shuidong: He is carrying the country forward alone!

Wang Qinglu’s voice was full of emotion: “He fought against the Japanese, against the British, against the Russians, against the warlords, against the so-called Communist Party of the time, and against all those who tried to hinder China’s progress.

But now, he still wants to fight against his own people? Why do you oppose him and spare no effort to overthrow him? Are you doing it for your own ideals, or are you doing foreigners a favor? You may think that if you overthrow such a dictator, China will

Will he be powerful?"

Wang Qinglu fell into his own emotional whirlwind.

For twelve years, Wang Hengyue and his subordinates have been constantly fighting against various forces. Heng Shuai, who always seems to be so energetic, may be really, really tired inside. But he must

Keep your spirits up.

He does not allow himself to rest. China is ushering in the best opportunity. Any slack will make China fall behind again.

"Think about what I said and imagine it carefully." Wang Qinglu stood up and walked towards the outside of the detention room: "Do your job well and don't delay this country anymore."

When he walked to the door, he suddenly heard Jiang Shuidong's voice from behind: "Prime Minister, can I still, can I still go out?"

Wang Qinglu paused there for a moment, said nothing, and strode out without answering.

This subordinate of his could not get out. At this moment, Wang Qinglu made up his mind. This is the destination for anyone like Jiang Shuidong. He would never allow anyone who attempts to hinder China's progress to remain.

His own men!!.


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