Feng Gui was prepared for Zhuang Jihua's arrival. He brought Zhuang Jihua to his home. He was not married. There was nothing in the family except an old mother who took care of his life.

"Cultural Revolution, why do you do what you do, why do you have to pull me up?" Feng Gui asked as soon as he sat down in the study, his face a little unrestrained.

"The purpose of my work on these is to rectify the party style and prepare for the next step of work. How can your party headquarters not participate?" Everyone understands people, and Zhuang Jihua did not go around the corner. He did not hide his anger at the party affairs.

"But I am the Party Headquarters, not your development team. The situation here is much more complicated." Feng Gui was a little angry. Except for him and Li Hao, the Chongqing Party Headquarters are basically locals. They have various relationships that are mixed and can affect their whole body. He doesn't want to poke this hornet's nest.

"How complicated is it?" Zhuang Jihua asked, "Lifu is in Nanjing, why can't Chongqing move? Brother Lunch, where did you go? Have you really become a timid bureaucrat?"

Feng Gui laughed anxiously. If Zhuang Jihua had not asked Chen Lifu to monitor him, he would not have lost Chiang Kai-shek's trust. This trust could not be restored even after April 12th. Over the years, he had risen and fall in the officialdom and academic circles, and eventually settled in the Central Party Department and became a middle-level official. It can be said that he would have done nothing after the Zhongshan ship. All this cannot be said to be directly related to Zhuang Jihua.

"Do you know? How many party members are there in Chongqing? These party members are related to local gentry and tribes. If you move them, they will incite the Sichuan Army to rebel. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand," Zhuang Jihua immediately retorted: "It has been peasants who have rebelled since ancient times. I have never heard of the successful rebellion of gentry. What you said is even more inappropriate for the current situation. The people's recognition of the National Government is getting stronger and stronger. Who dares to rebel?"

Feng Gui jumped up, his eyes widened, he waved his hands, and the scholarly anger on his body disappeared, and he shouted at Zhuang Jihua: "Why are you so naive? Do you really think that if our party headquarters moves, the local party in Chongqing can get better? Wake up!"

Before Zhuang Jihua could speak, he quickly said: "Our party has never attached importance to grassroots organizations. The Chongqing Municipal Party Committee only has 180 people in charge of the county party committees of the sixteen counties. What about the bottom? There is nothing below. You still want to make every party member pass. Dog shit. Join the party today and you can join the party committee tomorrow as secretary-general. They are all guys who sell dog meat with the title of sheep. I don't know how the words "Three Principles of the People" are written. Damn Lifu is in Nanjing. That is for the chairman to see. He sent secret orders to the party committees below from the beginning. Party committees in various places should be cautious and not rush forward, and absolutely not cause trouble."

Feng Gui's outbreak calmed down Zhuang Jihua, and Chen Lifu's secret order surprised him even more. No wonder the Kuomintang lost in the end. It was not that they didn't see the problem, but that they lacked the courage and method to solve the problem.

"Brother Wuchang, don't be excited." After thinking it through, Zhuang Jihua calmed down: "I think this is good. You wrote a letter to Lifu and proposed to establish a pilot project in Chongqing to build a grassroots party organization. I think Lifu will not object."

"How to build a rural area in cities?" Feng Gui was a little confused: "It is the establishment of a party headquarters in towns and villages?"

"Yes, I think Lifu should agree," Zhuang Jihuaman was sure: "When I was in Guangzhou, I talked to him about how to build a party. He agreed with it. The idea of ​​establishing the party organization in the countryside, and once it is established successfully, the strength of the party department will be ten times that of the present. Lifu will not not see this, he will support you."

"Your idea is good, I have thought about it," Feng Gui sighed and said, "But I have no one. The newly established party headquarters is not used by those people, and then corrupt and degenerate, and cannot achieve a 10% effect of the original purpose, which will add burden to the country."

"If this is the case, it's better not to do it," Zhuang Jihuaman said confidently: "You have no one, but I have one. The students in the cadre school are about to graduate. I'll hand them over to you and you will form a grassroots party headquarters."

Feng Gui opened his eyes and looked at Zhuang Jihua. Of course, he knew that Zhuang Jihua's training of this group of students was used to build grassroots regimes and infiltrate the county government. If it was handed over to him, Zhuang Jihua's plan would have to be changed and the construction of the regime would have to be postponed.

After Feng Gui thought about it, he felt that what Zhuang Jihua said might work, so he said coldly: "As long as you are willing, I will report to Lifu first. If he agrees, we will do it."

"Okay," Zhuang Jihua nodded, but he didn't finish it, and continued to persuade: "This movement still needs to be carried out. You can ignore other places. First, organize the municipal party committee clearly. Brother Wuchang, which ones you can keep and what you can drive away. You can discover them immediately during the movement. This is an opportunity."

Feng Gui sighed: "These people..."

He suddenly stopped and frowned at Zhuang Jihua, as if he didn't know him. He understood Zhuang Jihua's hint, stayed in office, and drove him away. He now had to re-recognize Zhuang Jihua. From knowing Zhuang Jihua to stepping into the door, his understanding of Zhuang Jihua was that he was a talented person. Whether in military, government affairs, intelligence, or propaganda, Zhuang Jihua was outstanding. His only flaw was that he was not smart enough in politics, but now... it seems that he had at least become smart in political means.

Zhuang Jihua returned from the municipal party committee with satisfaction. Feng Gui indeed initiated a rectification in the party committee. As soon as the municipal party committee started, the movement immediately swept the entire city's political circle. Feng Gui grabbed a group of people at the party committee and cracked down on a group of people. All the areas related to the political and academic departments and Blue-Clothing Society were killed by him under the pretext of corruption, leaving all the CC departments. Chen Lifu applauded him in Nanjing.

The movement continued to go deeper into the county, and neither Zhuang Jihua nor Feng Gui had any plans to stop. Feng Gui inspected sixteen counties, and rectified one county by county. The work team sent by Zhuang Jihua was responsible for assisting. The sixteen counties replaced the party directors of eleven counties. The party directors of Sichuan who were originally inclined to Liu Xiang and other powerful party leaders were cleaned up. The newly promoted either came from the work team or the new party members recommended by the city party department or Zhuang Jihua.

While the party affairs storm was still raging, Liu Xiang conquered Bazhong on the Sichuan front line. The fifth siege and suppression army formed by the 21st Army troops launched an attack on Wanyuan in Tang-style Zundi. Things looked very smooth, but something major happened in Chongqing.

The Japanese waited in Chongqing for several months. They didn't see Zhuang Jihua, and they didn't even see the shadow of the Penisi forest. Omori was a little anxious and ran to the base door again to ask for Zhuang Jihua, but was rejected again. On the way back, the sedan chairman carrying the slide rod refused to carry him, the Japanese, which made him, who was already very annoyed, fight against the sedan chairman and then leave.

After the incident was exposed by the Yuzhou Evening News, it aroused the anger of Chongqing citizens. The students took to the streets to protest again, and those who were interested led them to a hotel where Omori and others lived. Citizens and students rushed into the hotel. Omori and his assistant were beaten to death on the spot, and Gu Songmujiao was seriously injured. With the help of the police who rushed to the scene, he was sent to the hospital.

The expatriates died and diplomats were beaten. The Japanese government strongly protested to the National Government, proposing to punish the murderer and punish Chongqing local officials. Otherwise, the Japanese government would never sit idly by.

In contrast to the Japanese's furious and frustrated, the Chinese people applauded. "Shen Bao" published an article to analyze the cause of the incident, pointing out that the Japanese first injured the Chinese. Now the injured are still in the hospital. The citizens' revenge is understandable, but the most important thing is that the Japanese government should not send people into mainland China at this stage. Japan has invaded Rehe and the Great Wall. The anger of the Chinese people is natural...

The newspaper industry in Nanjing and Shanghai rushed forward and expressed their opinions that the Japanese government's misbehavior behavior led to this tragedy. It is recommended that Japanese people should fully consider local sentiments when doing business in mainland China.

The relatively neutral British and American newspapers gloated, believing that this was the concentrated outbreak of anti-Japanese sentiment among Chinese people after Japan's long-term invasion of China, and the Japanese government was too eager to enter mainland China.

In contrast to the Chinese government's always dragging, the central government and the Chongqing local government responded very quickly in this matter. The central government ordered the Chongqing police station to solve the case within a time limit, and at the same time promised to compensate the Japanese for their losses of 100,000 yuan. The Chongqing police station showed high efficiency and solved the case in three days and arrested two major elements. They fully admitted the act of beating the Japanese to death. The Chongqing court tried the case as quickly as possible and sentenced them to death.

"I'm a death sentence. If you die like this, you can still gain a reputation as a patriot." Two death row prisoners ate and drank in the cell, and in front of them was a sumptuous banquet delivered by the Changsheng Building.

"That's right, brothers, your family has also seen it. The government did not break his promise and received the pension. They were all placed in the factory of Sichuan Development Company. From now on, they will never have to worry about food and clothing. They will rely on birth, old age, sickness and death. You can set out with peace of mind." The warden said calmly that this time he was most willing to do in his life, using two death row prisoners to replace the real murderer.

"Thank you for me to Director Tang. Thank you. It would be even more worth it if I could really kill a few Japanese in the next life." The prisoner rubbed his greasy hands on his prison uniform twice, clasped his fists and said to the warden.

The warden nodded, and he said in his heart that these two are really worth the money, with a pension of 50,000 yuan, and his family can still enter the factory, and even many death row prisoners can't wait for it. The people above really have to spend money.

"Enjoy them well and eat whatever they want." The warden said to the prison guards before leaving.

After shooting two death row prisoners, the Chongqing Municipal Government issued an announcement, advising the Japanese not to come to Chongqing in the near future. The Chongqing Municipal Government could not guarantee their safety. The Sichuan Provincial Government subsequently issued the same notice.

Faced with such a result, the Japanese government had no choice but to put pressure on the Nanjing central government to punish Chongqing local government officials. The Nanjing government announced the removal of He Guoguang's position as mayor of Chongqing, revoked Li Zhilong's position as deputy mayor of Chongqing, appointed Yang Yongtai as mayor of Chongqing, and appointed Zhuang Jihua as deputy mayor of Chongqing.

Only then did Zhuang Jihua and Li Zhilong realize that Chiang Kai-shek had the intention to let Li Zhilong take the blame for him. Li Zhilong's butt fell off without the heat, which made him feel funny.

"It seems that I will be punished by someone." Li Zhilong said with a wry smile. Zhuang Jihua certainly understood what he was referring to. He was punished by Chiang Kai-shek for the Zhongshan Ship, and this time he mentioned Zhuang Jihua's charge.

"I basically have nothing to say," Zhuang Jihua was also helpless. When he was exempted from his deputy mayor, he analyzed Chiang Kai-shek's purpose with Li Zhilong. They did not calculate that they actually wanted Li Zhilong to take the blame.

"You are right, I just feel a little funny." Li Zhilong really felt fate joked with him again.

"I don't think so. Don't be discouraged in the field. In fact, from another perspective, opposition may be a good thing." Zhuang Jihua said seriously: "Think about it, why don't the principal replace me with others? It means that he is very clear about your position in the development team, and it also means that he admits that you are the second leader of the development team," Zhuang Jihua said after thinking silently in his mind: "At the latest next year, I will turn all my energy into military construction. You will have to hand over this big business to you, factories, railways, and mines. In the future, after I go to the front line, my logistics will be handed over to you, and I can't trust others."

Li Zhilong also looked at Zhuang Jihua seriously: "Cultural Revolution, you misunderstood. This time I did not complain or feel wronged. This time I was willing to do so. The social reform plan was formulated by you and only you can implement it. I lack your skills in resolving disputes. I have also understood over the years that I can trample mines and be blown to pieces, but I can't break a new path. In the development team, only you can find a new path. As long as you can hold on, I can be your stepping stone."

"In the field..." Zhuang Jihua burst into tears with excitement, and the hands of the two good friends were tightly held together. At this moment, they opened their hearts and exposed their most sincere feelings. From then on, they were loyal to each other and supported each other, and survived the most difficult period of the War of Resistance.

"Ding Lingling..." The phone rings interrupted their thoughts, and Zhuang Jihua turned around and grabbed the phone.

"Yang Sen sent us a Communist bandit deserter, and he said he wanted to see you." Tang Zong said on the phone.

"Communist bandit deserter? What did he do when he saw me?" Zhuang Jihua was very surprised. This was a strange story. Was it sent by Wushan? Or was it really a deserter? Since it was a deserter, why was it captured by Yang Sen again?

"He said he had news about Jiang Xianyun." Tang Zong's voice on the phone was very strange, a little surprised, a little wandering, and a little regretful: "Wushan died in the Cultural Revolution, and Zhang Guotao killed him."

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