The Jade of the Republic of China

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Yutong returned to Shen's garden. His father and elder brother were sitting in the living room, chatting for some reason.

Seeing him come back, Shen Yuan frowned lightly, and said: "Yutong, the situation in Shanghai is not stable recently, you don't want to run around, it's not a big deal to have a few drinks with others."

Seeing that his father and brother looked serious, Shen Yutong nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yuan pointed to the newspaper on the coffee table and said, "Wang Cunzhi was shot and killed in the street yesterday, you know that?"

Shen Yutong picked up the newspaper and glanced at it. Most of it was news about Wang Cunzhi's assassination. In addition, there were people from all walks of life reporting their condolences, including the newly appointed chief of police.

He nodded and said, "I know about this. It should be a dispute between local merchants. It has nothing to do with us, right?"

Shen Yuan frowned and said, "It would be fine if it was just a dispute between local merchants, but I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Before Shen Yuan could answer, Mr. Shen said first: "Now the warlords from all over the world are vying for the throne, and Zhejiang and Jiangsu are vying for Shanghai, all for money. Wang Cunzhi's opium business is said to be [-]% of Jiangsu Commander Hu's. His death, in the end It’s hard to say who did it.”

Shen Yutong's eyes once again fell on Long Zhenfei's condolences in the newspaper. If Commander Li and Long Zhenfei did this behind the scenes, why Meng Liansheng?

Yes, why Meng Liansheng?

According to his understanding, there is no conflict between Lixin and Wang Cunzhi's business, and they have lived in peace for many years.If that person yesterday was really him, why did he do this?

Shen Yuan followed his father's words and said: "Zhejiang seems to be in urgent need of military expenses. Yesterday, a document was issued to Chinese businessmen in Shanghai to increase taxes by [-]% from next month."

Shen Yutong frowned: "The situation has been chaotic these years, and it has been impacted by foreign goods. Shanghai's industry and commerce are not doing well. They will increase the tax by [-]% when they come? How many people can afford it?"

"These people only care about grabbing territory for themselves, and they don't care about the lives of the people. Long Zhenfei is Commander Li's right-hand man, and now he takes care of everything in Shanghai. She has an iron fist. She has already started to clean up the newspaper office within a few days of taking office. Immediately after that came the news of the tax increase, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Shanghai to have peace in the future." Having said that, Shen Yuan snorted angrily, "Tell Xiaolong to come to our Shen's house less, we can't afford it now."

Shen Yutong smiled lightly: "Brother, no matter what Uncle Long wants to do, it has nothing to do with Xiaolong."

"Naive!" Shen Yuan reprimanded softly, "Xiaolong is Long Zhenfei's son, do you understand that he inherited his father's career? Everything his father does is closely related to him. Besides, Xiaolong himself does not do less stupid things."

"Your elder brother is right," Mr. Shen said, "Yutong, you should avoid interacting with Xiaolong in the future. Not to mention anything else, it's uncertain how long the Long family can stay in Shanghai. If they lose power in the future, even if it can't affect us The Shen family. You, a good friend of Young Master Long, are afraid that you will be ridiculed."

"I know," Shen Yutong nodded, "I have spent a lot of time in Fengxian. In the month since Xiaolong came back, including the dinner at the Long family, I have only met him three times in total."

Shen Yuan seemed to think of something suddenly, and asked with a snort: "By the way, every time you go back to the foreign market, you can go out to drink with friends three nights out of five. I didn't hear that you went to the hall. What is it? What friends, drink all night."

Shen Yutong coughed as if trying to cover up, and said, "I didn't go to the hall, but I was at a friend's house, drinking and chatting."

Shen Yuan didn't ask any more questions, but said: "Anyway, it's very chaotic outside now, you have a bit of sense, don't let Dad and me worry."

"knew."

Of course, he just said that he could spend a few days with Meng Liansheng in a month, but he never thought that he would be deprived of even this little time.

It's just that Wang Cunzhi's death, even if he didn't get to the bottom of it, left a bit of grudge in his heart.

At least for Meng Liansheng, he needs to pay more attention to him, especially in the recent situation, if he is not careful, he will get stuck in the mud.

Wang Cunzhi's death caused an uproar, and some news even pointed the finger at the police station, but it failed to stir up any splashes. Firstly, there was no evidence, and secondly, the newspapers were controlled. News that was unfavorable to the police station could not see the sky at all. day.

As a result, this big wave lasted for a few days before dissipating like the wind.In this area of ​​Shanghai Bund, great events and legends are happening every day, and none of them can occupy the hearts of ordinary people for a long time.

In addition, the end of the year is approaching, no matter how difficult the years are, the New Year must be lively and festive.

Last year, Shen Yutong celebrated the New Year in Ziliujing, and this year he was finally reunited with his family. He didn't want to be trapped in troubles, he just wanted to spend a reunion year with his old father and his family.

In the first lunar month, visiting relatives and friends, I was very busy, so I only took time to have a meal with Meng Liansheng.

After the first month, another major event completely obliterated Wang Cunzhi's death.

Because of the tax increase, some businessmen in the Chinese community announced a salary cut.The capitalists have always been the group whose interests come first, and the upper class exploits them, and ultimately pays the bill for the lower working class.

This has been the case throughout the ages, no matter what happens, the unlucky people are always the common people.

At this time, Shanghai had been a port for several decades and was deeply influenced by foreign ideas.Although there is no trade union formed yet, in the past two years, in order to protect the rights and interests of the working class, some people have established workers' clubs, and strikes have not happened once or twice.

This time, many factories announced wage cuts, which naturally caused dissatisfaction among workers.After a few days, many parties responded, and a vigorous strike was launched in Nanshi.

Shen's family has a factory in Nanshi, fearing that the workers would be affected, Shen Yutong rushed to the factory to appease the workers on behalf of his father and brother, promising not to cut wages.

After the workers started working with peace of mind, he went out and got in the car to go back to the concession.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the car drove onto the main road, it was blocked by the crowd in front of it.

The driver said: "Second Young Master, there is a parade ahead, we may not be able to pass."

Shen Yutong opened the window and looked at the dark crowd in front of her eyes. There was a lot of noise and noise, which would not stop for a while, so she opened the car door: "Okay, I will walk out of the old city by myself and take a rickshaw."

The driver said: "Second Young Master, or you can go back later, the street is so chaotic, someone must take the opportunity to make trouble, I'm afraid it's not very safe."

Shen Yutong waved his hands indifferently: "I don't want to join in the fun, just go around the side."

After that, he got out of the car.

Fortunately, their car did not drive forward forcibly. Several cars on the street were stopped by the parade. The people in the car probably had to abandon the car and escape because they were afraid of accidents.So several cars became the stage for the strikers, and several young people climbed into the cars, holding up their horns and shouting slogans.

These slogans are very contagious, and the crowd is excited for a while, and there are waves of voices.

Most of the shops on the street were closed for fear of accidents, and Shen Yutong walked along the veranda.He is the son of a capitalist, and he will probably be a capitalist in the future, but he has studied in the UK for four years, read "Das Kapital", and understands that capitalists and workers are complementary. The labor movement and industrial revolution abroad have been carried out for many years. It is a symbol of the development and progress of the West.

What's more, all men are created equal. He never took the exploitation of workers by the bourgeoisie for granted, so he was happy to see the workers strike against wage cuts.

If the workers go on strike, the government can make a compromise and cancel the tax increase, which will definitely do more good than harm to the development of the entire industry and commerce, just like every major strike in the West will usher in progress.

However, the situation was obviously not as simple as he thought. Before the parade had gone 50 meters, several military trucks drove over. Several rows of police officers with live ammunition jumped out of the vehicles and stood in front of them. two shots.

However, when the strike team was in high spirits and excitement, how could they be repelled by the two gunshots, only paused for a while, and continued to move forward.

"Oppose exploitation, oppose wage cuts!"

"Long live labor!"

Workers pushed forward, police backed, and what started out as just shoving each other quickly got out of hand and turned into punches.

Facing the policemen with pistols and iron rods in their hands, the workers who charged in the front row were soon injured, which aroused even more excitement and began to swarm up to fight back vigorously.

The original non-violent strike was completely out of control.

Shen Yutong saw that the situation was wrong, and should have left the wrong place immediately, but he stopped on the side of the street.

I don't know who gave the order, and suddenly there was a burst of gunshots in the chaotic crowd, and then someone shouted: "Killer! The police shot and killed!"

The people in front ran away while shouting, and the parade immediately collapsed.

Shen Yutong froze in place in disbelief.

It never occurred to him that the police would shoot at the workers.

When the people dispersed for a while, Shen Yutong saw that several people had been shot and fell to the ground, being dragged aside by their companions, but soon the police came up with gun butts to chase them away.Two people who had been dragged aside were finally left behind by their panicked companions, lying helplessly on the road.

Seeing that he was about to be stepped on by people fleeing in a panic, Shen Yutong rushed forward to save them.

Although he was hit by people several times, fortunately, he dragged one of them aside without any risk, and hurriedly stopped the bleeding with his little common sense of first aid.

"Save...save me." The man struggled to open his eyes wide, and spoke angrily.

Shen Yutong's hands were covered with blood, and the pampered Second Young Master Shen inevitably felt a little dizzy, so he forced himself to calm down and said, "Don't use too much force, I'll stop the bleeding for you first."

"I... I have four children in my family waiting for me to raise, and I don't want to die."

Shen Yutong took her own handkerchief and simply bandaged it for someone. Looking around next week, it was completely messed up.

Although the military police did not shoot again, they smashed anyone they saw with the butt of their guns.The crowd that had already collapsed was in disarray at this moment. Several people fell on the ground and were motionless. The wounded who were dragged aside were covered in blood and moaned in pain. The street was filled with all kinds of screams. cry.

A skinny teenager who looked like a teenager was knocked down to the ground, crying and scrambling to the side.However, the police who attacked him relentlessly chased after him. Seeing the boy crying and begging for mercy, but the soldier didn't give up, Shen Yutong couldn't bear it. Before the butt of the gun in the soldier's hand was smashed down again, Shen Yutong rushed forward and pushed him away. , Just as he was about to help the young man on the ground to the side, the red-eyed policeman raised his gun butt and threw it down on his back.

It was too late for Shen Yutong to escape, and he was so painful that his physical tears almost came out, but he didn't bother with anyone, and continued to drag the injured boy aside.

The policeman probably saw that he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his hair was combed brightly. At first glance, he looked like a young master, not a worker who came to the parade, so he stopped chasing and beating him, and turned to deal with other people.

Shen Yutong put the boy away and sat down heavily on the ground.Looking at the chaotic scene, a feeling of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

In this era, human life is nothing more than worthless.

And he can't do anything.

The police managed to disperse the parade, arrested a few people and put them in a car. Regardless of the casualties on the ground, they drove away.

As soon as the car left, a crowd quickly surrounded the person who fell on the ground, and then there was endless crying and howling.

Shen Yutong sat on the ground in a daze for a moment. The young man had just recovered and ran over to thank him. He waved his hands, stood up, and walked away slowly with heavy steps.

The author has something to say:

Writing this article is a hot brain.Serialized until now, it is heartbreaking.I didn't expect that writing in Jinjiang would be such a virtue.

Fortunately, I had foreseen it and saved a lot of drafts.

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