The committee meeting on the second day had different results due to Yang Rui's strategy change: the Farmers' Association was recognized early because it did not involve armed struggle; and the base area, or rather, the anti-Manchu base area, was passed because it no longer "killed the local tyrants and divided the land", and only reduced rent and interest, severely punished traitors, and was approved by everyone.

Yang Rui got the last signature of Wang Jitong, and suddenly felt that people were actually very funny. The "local tyrant" was replaced by the "traitor" and then passed. Who is the "local tyrant" was decided by the military government, and who is the "traitor" was also decided by the military government. The names were different, and the results were the same. What was a traitor? He held a false post in the Manchu and Qing court, and did not stand on the side of the military government during the encirclement of the Qing Dynasty. Those who stood on the side of the Qing Dynasty were traitors, and even those who paid grain and taxes to the Qing government were traitors. In this way, people with land and wealth in the world were traitors, because they paid taxes and went around for a circle, and they were still a poor and rich revolution, but righteousness was a national revolution. righteousness, this is what Yang Rui wanted to kill people and do whatever he wanted. He even thought that in the future, when he was purged of gentry all over the world, everyone could wear such a traitor. People would either cut them down or labor reform, and then all their property was state-owned...

Yang Rui thought of killing all the gentry in the world, and his smiling face twisted. He put his fingers together and used all his strength to reveal the tendons on his hands. There were many backbones who died in Hangzhou than in the Battle of Fengtian. After he woke up, he did not cry or be claustrophobic, but immediately devoted himself to the aftermath. Although he became busy, the pain and resentment of the sacrifice of the comrades were accumulated in his heart, especially Cai Yuanpei did not die, which made him feel resentful for some reason.

Yang Rui didn't know how long he had been in a guise, but he only started to re-plan the anti-Man base area after his sanity: since he did not kill the local tyrants to share the land, he would always need to reduce rent and interest rates. For those landlords who refused to "borrow" food and "borrow" their wages, they would be sentenced to traitors... He made a quick decision and did not see a cup of tea at the corner of the table.

Cheng Xu actually came in just now, because the improvement of Yang Rui's relationship with his father made her feel happy all day long. However, when she saw Yang Rui's crazy appearance, she was frightened and didn't even hear him calling him twice, so she had to quietly retreat. Why does people become so distorted? This is what she thought, but she couldn't think of it.

When Cheng Xu was stunned, Yang Rui came over with tea. As his assistant, her room was next to Yang Rui.

"Why are you doing..." Cheng Xu was interrupted by Yang Rui after he said, "The tea is so delicious." He said as if nothing had happened, then put the tea on the table, then grabbed her arm and hugged her.

"What are you going to do?" Cheng Xu was a little surprised.

"What do I want to do?" Yang Rui thought it was wrong. The thief smiled on his face.

"You... don't do anything!" Cheng Xu was shocked. When the two kissed last night, he put his big tongue into his mouth, which was something that had not been before. She looked at Yang Rui's thief smile, a little panicked, and felt that his appearance was completely different from what he had just now.

Looking at the person struggling in his arms, Yang Rui said, "Okay. I don't want to do anything, I just want to talk to you. Did you come here just now?"

Seeing that he had no movement, Cheng Xu calmed down. When he saw him asking, he nodded and said, "Well, come here."

When Yang Rui saw her admitting that she knew that her crazy attitude was seen by her, she probably was frightened. He said softly: "I don't know what's going on. When I was angry, I just chopped the table with a knife. Now I'm crazy." He said here, rubbed her hair with his chin, and then said: "When I first arrived in Shanghai, I felt that everything in China was not bad. When I went to the Northeast, I realized that the world of the concession was very different from the world outside the concession, and I also knew that the difference between rich and poor people. The further I went to the back, the more I wanted to blow up the whole world and rebuilt it! What kind of world! What kind of country! It's pure shit!... But reality, but reality has to make you compromise! Let you bear it! Let you stare blankly! So..."

"So you're just that right?" Cheng Xu raised his head, looked at his face, and asked softly.

"Well. It's so fucking frustrating! But he still... but..." Yang Rui wanted to say 'I was messed up with the plan'. But considering that the committee's affairs were not enough to say in front of Cheng Lu, he swallowed the words to his mouth.

"Can I ask you a question?" Cheng Xu still looked up to him in his arms, and stroked his slightly distorted face with his hands.

"Tell me. As long as I can." Yang Rui said.

Cheng Xu couldn't help laughing when he heard his seriousness. She said, "Ask you, can you do evil for good?"

Cheng Xu was very clever and did not directly ask about murder in the base area, but extended the problem directly between good and evil. She was actually afraid that it would stimulate Yang Rui, but she was also afraid that Yang Rui would become a bad person who did everything for the revolution.

Cheng Xu couldn't ask Yang Rui this question. She sorted out the base plan. She knew the contents on it clearly. The things inside would indeed make her, who was born in a well-off family, resisted. However, even if she resisted, she asked the questions very carefully. Looking at her looking up at her face, Yang Rui said: "Actually, there is a problem with asking this question."

Cheng Xu looked at him without answering and quietly waited for his next sentence.

"There are evil and good in human nature. Good and evil are human nature. It is not right to force human nature to divide human nature into good and evil. "Yang Rui used to be a circle between good and evil, but he has now gone around. He asked back: "Do you know what revolution is? Revolution is an evil after all! Why is it said to be evil? Because the ultimate goal of revolution is to satisfy everyone's desires. This is actually the reason why Hegel said that "evil is the driving force for historical progress". It is evil that promotes history, not good. In many cases, good will be the obstacle to revolution. Morality, goodness, ethics, law, etc. All of these are the foundations for stabilizing the old society. Only by destroying all these things can a new world be established and everyone's desires can be satisfied. This is a necessity of history and an inevitability of revolution."

Yang Rui's words made Cheng Xu unable to refute for a moment. She hurriedly said: "Yes...but can't the revolution kill some people less?"

"Revolution is revolution. You must kill people when they should be killed, and you will not kill people when they should not be killed." Unlike Cheng Wu's anxiety, Yang Rui said calmly.

Cheng Wu was even more anxious, "But if this is the case, then people in the future will scold you...they..."

"Revolutionaries should not look at good and evil. That is just the perspective of ordinary people. What he sees should be whether history is advanced, whether human nature is satisfied, and whether the nation is more prosperous. As for future generations, there have been people who pick up bowls and eat, put down their chopsticks to curse themselves since ancient times. Qin Shihuang is one, and Emperor Yang of Sui is one. And..." Yang Rui stopped here, and then sighed helplessly: "Someone said that ungratefulness is the nature of a great nation. Maybe when everyone calls me a tyrant, it is when this nation truly awakens."

Seeing Yang Rui saying so helplessly, Cheng Xu was worried that he would truly become a tyrant who everyone disliked, so anxious that he was about to cry. She grabbed his clothes and said, "But what if you really became like that...?"

Feeling her concern, Yang Rui couldn't bear to lie to her, so he had to coax her and said, "It won't be possible if you are here."

Yang Rui's last comforting words came to Cheng Ru's heart. There was a kind of thing that women feared the most was to be needed by men, and the happiest thing was also to be needed by men. Since this conversation, Cheng Ru seemed to have let go of all their guards against Yang Ru. Even when the two of them were intertwined with love and desire, they were unable to control themselves, and they were unfortunately unable to control themselves.

The committee's discussion on the operation of the Farmers' Association has been completed. All the things that should be clarified and the restrictions have been discussed. Yanzhou has also notified it. The term "local tyrant" will no longer be mentioned, and the distribution of land will be temporarily suspended. Fortunately, the military political commissar Zhang Chengyue was born in the political engineering department, otherwise he would not be able to correct such a change of slogans and directions. In fact, fortunately, the local tyrants who were punished were all from the fish countryside. They had done good things but also bad things, and finally there was a reason to tell the past. As for the distributed fields, they could not be taken back by then. Zhang Chengyue had no choice but to write a blank note to these families.

After the specific policy is determined, the next step is to convene members of each province to Shanghai to hold the second congress. Zhejiang, Fujian, Jiangsu, Anhui, Hubei, and other provinces have severely damaged organizations. They can only select provincial representatives from existing reviewed members again. Or each province only sends one representative to attend. After the Second Congress, Yang Rui will go to Tonghua to provide in-depth training for the members there so that all the revolutionary ideas of reviving members will be transferred to the countryside.

While waiting for representatives from various provinces to go to Shanghai, Xu Huafeng helped Yang Rui to propose marriage to Cheng Mansion. Cheng Weinan has accepted his fate during this period. It is difficult for a daughter who escaped marriage to marry again. When "Zhu Bajie" became a human, he was indeed a handsome talent and had extraordinary conversation. The most important thing is that after asking Yang Rui's family background and name that day, he went out to inquire about Yang Jingcheng. He was shocked when he asked him. Isn't this another Sun Dapao? Cheng Weinan cares not that his son-in-law can do it.

If you have accomplished something, I hope that my daughter will not be a widow in this life. Since it is Sun Dapao, safety is absolutely guaranteed. Seeing that Yang Rui was indeed fond of Cheng Wu, he finally felt relieved and nodded. Although Cheng Weinan nodded, the wedding could not be held immediately, let alone in Shanghai. After discussing it later, the safety plan was decided to be held in Honolulu. After more than twenty days, Yang Rui's major life events were finally completed by one quarter, and the next thing was to go to Honolulu to make a formality.

When the private affairs were completed, representatives from all provinces were also present. Among the representatives of the First National Congress, three rebelled, six were killed, and four were completely unable to take charge of local work because of their righteousness or wanted. In this way, only half of the twenty-nine representatives in the last time could work normally. There were no people and could only make up for them. However, although there were fewer people, the rest were all determined elements under the tempering. However, these determined elements were very dissatisfied with the revolution of the peasant association.

It has to be seen that the three provinces of Zhili, Shandong and Gansu support the revolution of the peasant association. In fact, it is mainly because these places have no good relationships in the army and cannot break the situation and can only turn to the countryside. Except for Shandong, they support it with the idea of ​​giving it a try. However, Hubei and Shaanxi have developed many members in the army and cannot mobilize farmers. Deng Wenhui from Jiangxi has a close relationship with the association party and hopes to start with the association party. The remaining provinces of Shanxi, Henan, Sichuan, Anhui, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong are very opposed to the rural revolution. After all, they mainly stayed in the city for a long time and are very indifferent to the concept of farmers and farmers. They can only run newspapers and mobilize students, but farmers cannot mobilize them.

Under such circumstances, the second conference was temporarily suspended on the third day. Yang Rui, who was helpless, wanted to replace these people who did not support the revolution of the peasant association. After all, they were too scholarly. Even if they wanted to do peasant work, they would probably not work. But seeing that they were extremely enthusiastic about the revolution, he came up with another idea, which was to simply put the rest of the association in the disaster area. If they still did not recognize the peasant movement, they would replace them or take the lead.

In 1906, floods were extremely severe in various places. In spring and summer, heavy rains fell in Hunan. As the Yangtze River flood discharged, the water in Dongting Lake was not discharged smoothly, and a major flood occurred that was not seen in two hundred years. Nearly 50,000 people were drowned and millions were affected. Later, the plum rain season in Jiangnan was also raining, and floods were frequently encountered in Zhejiang, Jiangsu and Anhui. Xuzhou, Haizhou and Huai'an were the most serious. What's more terrifying is that due to the developed commercial economy and insufficient self-sufficiency in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, rice was imported from Sichuan, Lianghu and other places. However, in the first half of the year, Hunan was affected by the disaster, and the rice was limited, and the local area was affected. Millions of disaster victims had no rice to buy and were hungry. Now the Northeast Agricultural Reclamation Company has opened a dock in Haizhou, and it takes the victims to the northeast every day. Yang Rui was going to Haizhou.

Since it is a concession, it is necessary to have cover. Through Yu Huizu's relationship, Mu Xiangyao got dozens of sets of documents from Lu Haihuan, the Minister of Commerce and President of the Red Cross Society. The group took a boat loading food to Haizhou. However, since it was a cargo ship, it naturally did not feel comfortable in the cruise ship. Even Yang Rui lay the bed in the pile of grain. The rough sacks in the warehouse made him think of the grain management office in his hometown when he was a child. He couldn't help but sigh that even after more than a hundred years, the sacks were still like this.

"Why is it so fragrant?" Cheng Rui lay in Yang Rui's arms. She now tied her hair up and her face was covered with carbon ash. It was very black. However, the grayish and black on her face formed a very sharp contrast with the snow-white on her neck. Yang Rui would often kiss her, making her neck itchy.

"It was the bean cypress. It was shipped from the Philippines." The cottonseed oil in the United States rose sharply and soon exceeded the price line. The oil press in the Philippines opened, and the margarine made in the United States was continuously transported to Europe, and the bean cypress after the oil was squeezed was sold to local farmers.

"Doubo?" Cheng Xu was a little surprised and his eyes widened. She remembered that the sugarcane garden at home was made of this kind of fertilizer. "Can this thing be eaten? Isn't it fertilizer?" she asked in surprise.

Yang Rui calmly said, digging out a little bean cypress from the crack of the sack, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewing it, "Now that everyone is going to eat people there. This is always more fragrant than grassroots and bark, and it is more hungry. Besides, the price of rice in Shanghai will soon reach ten yuan per stone, and this one will only cost two yuan." Speaking of the price of rice, Yang Rui said viciously, "Every rice merchant should be killed!"

"Ah!" He had killed someone but had never seen him. Cheng Xu was a little embarrassed, "Is this really the case?"

"I just heard of it, but I haven't seen it before, and I don't know if it's true or false." Yang Rui touched her head and comforted her, but after saying that, he shook his head and said, "I have seen it in the past few years. There is nothing impossible in this country."

I got on the boat in Shanghai at night and slept for another night the next day. Before dawn, I arrived at a port with bright lights. This place is the Haizhou Mayao New Port built in the name of disaster relief by the Agricultural Reclamation Company. It is located in the Lianyungang Port Area in later generations. The difference is that in history, this Mayao Port Area was built in the late Republic of China. Now, there are countless free labor disasters. Building a port is just a matter of planning and materials.

The cargo ship leaned against the shore, and Chen Guangshou went out to negotiate for a while. Everyone went ashore to hold a short meeting in the simple shed of the port to inform them of the next voyage and things to be noted. Several members actually complained about the disaster area, but seeing Yang Rui, Cheng Wu and Zhang Taiyan with their heads, no one dared to say nonsense. After resting for a while, they boarded a row of wooden sailboats carrying bean cypresses. The sailboats went dozens of miles north, then turned left into Linhong River, and arrived at Xinpu Port on the north side of Haizhou Outer City at midday. Haizhou City was outside the flood range, and Qing soldiers set up posts in each road in the county to persuade the victims to return to their hometowns. They did not see groups of victims for a while. Although the area of ​​Chengbei Port was a thatched hut, it was also a bit lively.

The ship sailed into the Yan River at Tonghuai Gate, west of Haizhou. Before walking a few miles, he saw more than a dozen untidy soldiers sitting or lying on the river bank, as if supervising several small boats by the river. These small boats kept fishing out corpses from the upstream on the river. The bodies were in the water for many days, soaked in unrecognizable faces. They were all swollen and scattered. What was even more scary was that these corpses were dragged onto the shore and burned with fire. The smell of corpses and fireworks could be smelled even from a distance. Yang Rui felt that Cheng Lu's hand was tightened suddenly, but it was loosened after a while.

For Yang Rui, Cheng Xu and others, this scene was the first time to meet, but it was very common for the boss of the ship. After passing the checkpoint of corpses, whenever a corpse hit the boat, he just clasped his hands to the sky. After lying on the lyrics, he began to wave oars and start to hold the boat. The Yan River is the ancient Cao River, which was dug in the early Tang Dynasty and is still in use after thousands of years. The river surface is about forty or fifty meters wide. Although it is early autumn, the water depth is one or two meters. It is very convenient to walk a 50-ton wooden boat. After a night on the boat, the second

I arrived in Shuyang at noon the second day. In fact, Yang Rui saw the green agricultural flag of the Agricultural Reclamation Company and the cross flag of the Shanghai Red Society. Under the sky and clouds, the two flags were flying happily in the autumn wind, which felt very comfortable. However, under the flag, there were endless black and gray shanty towns and ragged and slums in the shanty towns. These victims lined up in sparse queues, serving more than a dozen porridge and receiving orders. They said they were rice, but they were actually bean cypresses.

"How many victims are there?" Cheng Xu asked. She couldn't sleep well on the wooden boat. She was sitting on the pile of bean cypresses and leaning on Yang Rui's arm half asleep. When she heard the voices on the river bank, she woke up.

Yang Rui didn't know how many victims were in Shuyang, but just looked at the shanty towns that were beyond your sight. He said indifferently: "It's probably 70,000 or 80,000."

"Do they all eat?" Cheng Wu stood up and asked at the people who were receiving the meal.

"There are here." Yang Rui was still indifferent. The millions of victims in Jiangbei were not something that could be saved by the agricultural reclamation company. When raising funds, Sheng Xuanhuai in Shanghai said, "Every tael of silver can save a person's life." However, the disaster area was not just one in Jiangbei. Sichuan, Hunan, Anhui, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Guangdong, and the total number of victims was not limited. This is just this year, the river work was not strong. The soil and soil were not protected, and disaster prevention was not good. From 2002 to now, there were various famines in the newspaper every year. It is better to provide relief to the country if you really want to provide disaster relief.

Yang Rui only said there was something here, which meant that there was nothing else. Thinking of the corpses that were down the river and the disgusting stench, Cheng Xu stopped asking.

While there was a silence here, someone was on a small boat and led the team to Lu Wan, a Shandong native whom he had met earlier. He had previously assisted in investigating the Qingmiao Association in Shandong. At the end of July, the Agricultural Reclamation Company transferred to Haizhou to provide disaster relief and transporters. Inadequate staff, the investigation team that completed the first phase of the investigation was sent to Jiangbei. This means helping with disaster relief, and also means planning to take action in the future.

Lu Wan's outfit is different now than before. He is not affiliated with the Red Cross, but is wearing the uniform of the Agricultural Reclamation Company. If he knew that Yang Rui was coming, he wiped his whole body with a wet cloth before boarding the boat, but the dust was no longer there, and the dirt was still stuck to the clothes. With his dirty hair and thin face, he looked more like a disaster victim.

"How is the situation?" Yang Rui did not ask about his well-being, but directly asked him about his specific situation.

"Mr. Report, there are more than 400,000 victims in Shuyang, and we are trying our best to save people." Yang Rui's appearance suddenly made Lu Wan, who was already tired, suddenly feel energetic. His voice deliberately increased, "It's just that there is not enough food, I'm afraid I can't save those many people." After the high notes, his voice lowered helplessly at the end.

"Save it can be saved." Yang Rui said.

Lu Wan stayed in the disaster area for a month and was already numb to life and death. He just said, "Sir, let's go ahead and Qingjiangpu. The victims of southern Anhui and northern Jiangbei are all gathered there, millions of huge grain ships, and the past is dangerous. Last month, the military rations were stolen by the victims."

Lu Wan didn't know if he didn't say it. When Yang Rui said that, he remembered that when the committee discussed, the victims mentioned that the ships robbed the ships that transported military rations across the border. He sneered: "There are many victims in the area that have to go and see them, otherwise many people will have no impression of the farmers. Besides, he looked at the people holding wooden sticks on board with Lu Wan, "Aren't you bringing soldiers?"

When Yang Rui said that Lu Wan was embarrassed. He used his position to use his book to train soldiers in the newspapers, and he could not be considered soldiers at all. He said embarrassedly: "Sir, how can this be considered soldiers?"
Chapter completed!