From Chief to Ball

"You're welcome."

"Is this the right time for you to say?"

Chen Jian drank the glass of wine silently, wiped away the rain in front of his eyes, hesitated for a long time, and sighed.

"The timing is always wrong. It's like when someone proposed heavy taxes on newspaper printing. The problem is that the timing doesn't appear suddenly, and it takes a long time to prepare. Newspapers can ferment and catalyze the birth of timing, but what if people don't allow it? I made a mistake at that time It's too late, it's not the right time to say something lightly...I'm sorry. Really, I shouldn't have said that in the first place."

"Why can I say this? It's because of their death that I can say this."

"Autumn is the time to harvest. Harvesting in summer is not the time. However, the seeds need to be planted in spring, and the weeds must be weeded and cultivated in summer. Only in autumn can harvest be meaningful. Otherwise, autumn will always be autumn and will never be the autumn of harvest. Land rights, Franchising, chaebols, rights... These unreasonable things need someone to tell everyone that they are unreasonable. It is never the time not to tell because you will never understand, and it is still not the time to tell because it is illegal."

He exhaled, stood up and bowed to those lonely gallows, and asked the person next to him, "Follow me to the sea."

"At the beginning you persuaded Hulin not to build a paradise, but now you ran out. It's all out to sea, what should we do here? There are more than 3000 million people in the country, and 700 million people don't have enough land to make a living. Can you get all these 700 million people out? Even if you do, will people agree? Who will do the work? Indeed, there are still stutterers now. Maybe after you get your sweet potatoes and potatoes, it won’t be a problem if you don’t starve to death, but is this reasonable? ?”

The man looked at Chen Jian and sneered, "There are also the group of people sitting on the left who you said could be allies when they were sitting in a row. Relief men and women are separated and are not allowed to live together. Why are they rescued? Because the invisible hand proves that there are too many of these people, so it is a humane and kind choice not to live and have children. Yes, how kind, fortunately they did not use nooses or bayonets Kill these extra people."

Chen Jian smiled wryly and said: "I was sitting in the middle at the beginning, we were all. I helped them propose something that they approved, but it didn't mean that I approved it. This road cannot be bypassed. There will always be such people or People like that put it forward, and then performed it in different places in different forms. Aren’t you the same? What kind of world do you envision? It’s like an army that distributes everything equally. This absolutely equal The idea itself is wrong, and it is impossible to realize now."

Hu Lin, who had been silent on the sidelines, asked: "Isn't what you're after fair and equal? ​​Yes, as you said, these are fantasies and are subject to criticism, but at least they point out a direction. It’s just that you are pointing this direction to the future.”

Thinking of the violent quarrel two years ago, Chen Jian stopped this topic in time.

"Let's not talk about this. The cooperative movement in southern Fujian is in charge of your faction. Have you visited the spinning mill in Nan'an? What do you want to say?"

Hu Lin shook his head with a wry smile and said: "What can I say? Those small spinning cooperatives can't afford to buy one even if they accumulate ten years. But those who can afford it only need three to five years. They will not be able to survive. Some people in the cooperative have already begun to instigate to smash the Nan'an Machinery Factory, Qiao Tiexin's younger brother, the two brothers are arguing again."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"To be honest, I don't know. Chen Jian, have you seen the expressions of those little yarn workers after the establishment of the cooperative? Have you heard their laughter? Have you seen those families with their own small spinning wheels because they rarely A vision of happiness after being exploited by guilds and contractors and the price of yarn has gone up? Those are real people who want little happiness."

Chen Jian asked back: "What I'm asking is what should you do? I know these are real people. Do you want to go back to the establishment of a big guild with a kind heart? Go back to the guild era? Just change A good guild leader is enough? Do you still think you need a saint king? Need a saint official? Need a saint as the guild leader?"

Hu Lin didn't know that he was stimulated by Chen Jian's words, so he swung his fist and hit Chen Jian in the face, and said angrily, "Then what should you do? Watch all this happen, and then tell these things like a god." Man: This is your destiny! This is your destiny! What do you consider yourself to be? God?"

"Did you know? You are sometimes cold, as if the blood flowing in your veins is not blood, but mud! Autumn mud! Mud in a rotten mud pond! It's so cold that there's no human smell!"

He stood up, pointed to the city shrouded in autumn rain in the distance, and said: "Chen Jian, this is a city. A person who loves life and has hot blood, sees autumn rain and houses. Is the city full of hope or already hopeless? people."

"But in your eyes, that's not a city. It's a gray painting on canvas. It's dead, cold, and emotionless! Your heart is dead!"

"A cold-blooded dead person can't see the beauty of life. The people in his eyes are not people, but something as cold as you in human skin."

"If you love life and these living people, you will long to make this world a better place. This is a living world, not a canvas you draw!"

"I admit, you're right, everything is as you predicted, but how can you say it's so calm? It's going to kill! That's tens of thousands of families struggling to make a living, that's tens of thousands of children Waiting to be fed!"

"This is a living world, not a canvas for your pen!"

Chen Jian spat out bloody saliva with a smile, and asked: "When you wrote "Dream City", didn't you use a paintbrush to paint on the canvas? It's just that the canvas you thought of at that time was blank, a piece of A clean Taoyuan, starting from scratch.”

Hu Lin's clenched fists gradually loosened, and he squatted helplessly on the ground, grabbing his hair wet by the autumn rain with both hands, without saying a word.

In the rain curtain, Chen Jian stretched out his hand, took Hu Lin's hand and pulled him up, and asked, "Except for going back to the era of Hou Boguo's agricultural and kind-hearted patriarchal patriarchs and the kind-hearted big guilds of workshops, have you not done anything?" Any other ideas?"

Hu Lin thought about it for a moment, and said: "The ideas of other factions can be used for reference. We can form a large cooperative, and we can establish a machine cooperative!"

"What about the money? Where does the money come from? You need money to buy machines, you need money to buy raw materials, and you need money for turnover..."

"Aren't you rich? Lend those spinners... help them."

"I'm sorry, as you said, I don't want to be a god to save these people. Brother Zhu Gan, the road has come to this point, and those sitting on the right have already started to organize the traditional party and the Huaxia Interests Supreme Youth Federation. Although we come from the same origin, it’s time for us to go our separate ways. I don’t think your way will work, so if I throw money into it again, it’s not helping you, it’s hurting you, and letting you Misunderstood it."

Chen Jian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, patted Hu Lin on the shoulder, and said again: "I ask you, if one day some people from the Progressive Alliance oppose those big land owners and big chaebols. Just the king said: Come on, I'll hire you to form a cooperative, you don't need the freedom, equality, and rights promised by those progressives, all you need is a dictatorial king with supreme power, will you support it?"

Hu Lin hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "If it's true, you can consider it."

Chen Jian shook his head and said, "Then you will be thrown away after use, just like the cotton gray bags women use during menstruation. Just wait, there will be such a day."

Hu Lin smiled sadly, and said with a bit of bitterness: "Left, middle and right, you say these are the three religions. Only those of us in the middle have divided into nine factions, you say it is the nine streams. These three religions and nine streams , which way is the right one?"

"I don't know either. Try."

"A lot of people will die."

"When slash-and-burn farming was done, why was public ownership wrong? After trying it, I realized that private ownership was right at that time. Why was it wrong to have slaves? After trying it, I realized that there was no right. Why is it wrong? Only after you try it, you will know that nothing is right. Some countries have tried again and again, and have tried one road after another with the blood of thousands of people. Any progress is your mouth The cold blood mentioned in the book is all piled up with human lives. I don’t want to die, so tell me is there any way to not die? You have also seen the first resolution of the new era issued by the council. Tell me how many Can the article be changed by lip service?"

"Then you just watched the matter you said before, and didn't care about anything? You didn't mention it at all in the meeting."

"What do you want me to do? What can I mention? You want me to mention banning the use of machines?"

"I'm not against machines! Let me tell you again, it's just that some people in the cooperative are against it. I've communicated with you for so many years, and I still understand this. What I'm talking about are those people?"

"If I knew, wouldn't I do it? Do you really think I'm cold-blooded?"

"Give me 20 silver coins."

"Can you handle it? The spinners in the counties along the coast, the threshers in the wheat-producing areas of the north, and more later, can you handle it all?"

"Then you don't have to hide in the sea like you, cover your eyes and say you can't see anything! My eyes are not blind, so I can't care about what I can't see, can I care about what I can see?"

……

In the autumn rain, just like in July two years ago, several people before the gallows quarreled again.

By the end of the quarrel, I was tired.

Fortunately, there was a quarrel, and there was still a little wine in the pot.

Forgot to cover the plug, and it was a little more than before the quarrel.

Several people poured out the last glass of wine, drank it to each other, said how much they valued, looked at the gallows standing in the distance, saluted, and then dispersed.

In the distance, a flower paper umbrella bloomed from the street. Lin Xi, who had been watching these people quarreling from a distance, walked quietly to Chen Jianjian, and raised the umbrella to block the autumn rain.

Looking at Chen Jian's swollen cheeks, he asked, "Does your heart hurt?"

Chen Jian stretched out his hand to touch the water dripping from the edge of the umbrella, and sighed.

"Pack up and go to sea with me."

"Ah."

Chapter 18 Bundle

In fact, there is nothing to clean up.

After bidding farewell to friends, teachers, and classmates in the capital, Chen Jian and Lin Xi returned to Fujian by boat.