"..., Mr. Consul, the purpose of the Constitutional Protection Party is actually very simple, which is to use the Constitution to safeguard the basic rights and interests of every citizen. [】China is a country that has been autocratic for more than two thousand years. The people are in dire straits in imperial power and feudalism, and there is no human rights guarantee. Now, the Constitutional Protection Party is to arouse the people's understanding of their basic rights and let them consciously safeguard the sacred rights granted by God. A free and democratic country is a country where everyone knows how to safeguard their rights. The Constitutional Protection Party is willing to become such an enlightener and sacrifice for it."

On the afternoon of the day when the trial was held in Dali Temple in Jiangsu Province, at No. 18 Xikang Road, in a small building of the US Consulate in Nanjing, Liang Qichao, dressed in a suit, was surrounded by a group of American Chinese. Among these people, in addition to the US Consulate in Nanjing, tenney-harles-daniel and relevant consulate personnel, there were also teachers and students from Nanjing Jinling Theological College, including a man in his thirties: john-leighton-stuart, whose Chinese name was Stuart.

"Mr. Zhuo Ru," Stu Leiden, who was born in Hangzhou and spoke extremely fluent in Chinese, found that when Liang Qichao lowered his head to drink coffee, he found that Mr. Liang drank less and less tea, and more coffee. This is really a good thing. The Revival Society government never drank coffee and asked: "What do you think about Revival Society? Do they really kill and persecut the gentlemen of the Constitutional Protection Party?" Stu Leiden said and introduced himself: "Nine years ago, I was in Hangzhou and witnessed the scene after the Revival Society's revolutionary army occupied Hangzhou. As far as I know, although they were revolutionaries, they still paid great attention to the law. At that time, all the Manchus and officials were judged fairly..."

"The Revival will be a revolutionary party. Since it is a revolutionary party, all the directions are for the success of the revolution, that is, the dragon throne of the Forbidden City." Hearing that Situ Leiden was in Hangzhou nine years ago, Liang Qichao had to consider his words because a person who was fluent in Chinese and lived in China for at least nine years would never be as easy to fool as the Nanjing Consul Ding Jiali.

"Although the dragon throne does not seem to be sitting on the Revival. However, every move on the Revival Club is controlled by the Revival Club. In order to fool and slave people, Revival will not only not eliminate the feudal remnants, but also promote it. This is not a constitutional government or a government that truly serves the people. Since the people of the world can deceive and fool for power, killing people is not a big deal for them.

Since its founding, the Constitutional Protection Party has been aimed at promoting the Constitution and protecting human rights. In a short period of time, or more specifically, when the revival society is not threatened, they will allow the Constitutional Protection Party to act. However, once the Constitutional Protection Party enters the parliament and unites with the Kuomintang, the situation will change greatly.

These should be a little bit from Mr. Sun Yixian's experience. Mr. Sun fought for the revolution for twenty-one years, and he died in a life of dying. He led eleven anti-Qing uprisings. During the Hangzhou Uprising nine years ago, he specially sent his subordinates to fight side by side with the Fuxing Association. But what happened? All he got was slander and persecution, what sent people to assassinate Yang Jingcheng, and what colluded with the Qing army to plot against the Fuxing Army..., what is credibility of these things? Qu Caichengzhao has been around since ancient times. When will the Revival collapse, and when the truth will naturally be revealed..."

Americans are credulous, especially those who help them. Liang Qichao said sadly that Sun Yixian was the one who was dead. Ding Jiali and others couldn't help but make a cross on their chests. They are Christians, like missionaries in China. They fully believe what Sun Wen and his wife who are already in the United States said, and believe that Sun Yixian left the country because of the revival.

"Mr. Zhuo Ru..." When Situ Leiden wanted to say something else, a roar of spring thunder suddenly came outside the house, followed by the firecrackers of "Bili Bara" and the sound of gongs and drums that shook the earth. Tang Juedun, who had not been to the trial site, stood up subconsciously, with indescribable excitement on his face. Sure enough, in a while, the phone in the room rang. The consulate staff who took the call whispered to Ding Jiali. Ding Jiali stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand to Liang Qichao. He said: "Dear Mr. Liang, I am honored to notify you that Dali Temple in Jiangsu Province will win the case again!"

"Okay! That's great!" Tang Juedun and others behind Liang Qichao shouted, but because they were in the American consulate, these people shouted twice and held back. tt novel download/strong> Instead, they were deeply aware of the internal affairs department, and Liang Qichao, who was deeply in pain in the position of the Vice Chairman of the Constitutional Protection Party, stood up very generously, shook hands with Ding Jiali and other Americans like a gentleman in the Western gentleman. He said: "Gentlemen, what I am most grateful to at this time are Mr. Wu Tingfang and Mr. Cao Xuegeng of the Shanghai YMCA. With Mr. Wu Tingfang, in this increasingly authoritarian country, the law is at least fair; while Mr. Cao Xuegeng helped us in the most dangerous and difficult times, so that we can live to this day and see the final victory today."

Wu Tingfang is a dedicated justice. Although he was born in the UK, Americans still recognize his dedication. Cao Xuegeng and the YMCA were originally an apparently independent and essentially controlled organization established by the American Presbyterians to attract young people in China. At the same time, the Americans Ding Jiali, Stuart and others were originally missionaries. After the birth of the United States became more and more powerful, the merchants and consuls in the fifty or sixty years were gradually replaced by missionaries and consuls. In other words, the whole United States, from home to abroad, was in the period of Christianity's resurgence. This tide would not end until the lifting of the ban in 18 years.

The smiles on Ding Jiali and others who felt Liang Qichao's kindness to Christianity were even more sincere. At this time, the staff had already brought the champagne. Ding Jiali asked someone to help shake the champagne and congratulate Liang Qichao.

For the United States, the growth of the Chinese opposition party is what the United States is most willing to see. Whether it is the Constitutional Protection Party, the Kuomintang, or even the later proletarian party, as long as it can check and balance the existing ruling party and put China in a weak and chaotic state, it is in line with the interests of the United States. In the basic policy of the United States towards China, China must not put it in the complete control of a group of countries, which is not based on democracy, but on geopolitical.

Champagne splashed in the consulate and laughed. Outside the consulate, slightly closer to the Nancheng, the Japanese Consulate in the Japanese consulate located in the Gulou, Japanese Consul Tsukijiro Fune Tsukijiro looked at the cheering crowds several kilometers away with a telescope and cursed the American white animals. While Japan is becoming more and more friendly with the ruling party, the United States is increasingly supporting the opposition party. This time, the land compensation lawsuit of the Constitutional Protection Party was not only the American consul in China, but also the church protected the landlords, but even President Wilson's envoy to China received these people in Shanghai to express the US government's attention and sympathy for the Constitutional Protection Party.

If this kind of thing happened in Japan, it would not only arouse public harassment, but also likely cause xenophobia. Funchitsu Tatsujiro didn't know what Yang was thinking. Is it because he was afraid of fighting on both sides like Germany? Lu Country has declined, and even if his army was equipped with barely enough weapons, it was still defeated, encircled, annihilated, and captured by the well-trained independent army. What is there to worry about in such a country? Should such a country surrender to the American white livestock?

While muttering, Tatsujiro Fujinzu looked at the crowds of carnival on the street. After a phone rings, the consulate secretary came to report: "Your Excellency, the Governor's Office calls, I hope we will avoid going out today."

"Nani?" Funchitsu Tatsujiro turned his head in surprise, but the telescope was still in the position just now. "What are the Chinese going to do?"

"I don't know." The secretary shook his head, "I didn't say anything on the phone. Do you need to go to the governor's office to ask..."

"No. No need. Go and notify the expatriates immediately and let them stay at home in the afternoon and don't go out." Funchitsu Tatsujiro smiled. He didn't mind seeing a good show.

The Japanese were waiting to watch the show. Near the Dali Temple in the province, in the huge sound of Jiangsu Province, Fei Yugui, the mayor of Shanghai, who had already become angry but endured, looked at the governor Deng Wenhui and said, "When will we take action?"

"Do it? Hehe," Deng Wenhui, who was born in the gang, was still so inappropriate even though he wore a third-rank official robe. He said: "This matter involves Americans. Many missionaries are on the street. If we put the peasants outside the city in, we can't handle it."

After he said that, "Let's wait for the sage in the capital to be killed. If you really do something, I will never be vague! But I don't think this matter will happen. With the Prime Minister's mind, if you don't kill, you will be killed. If you want to kill all the gentry in the world, you will kill them to eliminate future troubles. What's the energy of our Nanjing? If you don't kill the snake and follow the stick, then the Americans will blame you. Then, the merchant ships on the Atlantic Ocean will be in trouble. Ziyi, bear it and bear it. When we have money, we will kill these bastards!"

Deng Wenhui said that while thinking about Lin Changmin, the leader of the Constitutional Protection Party, who was carrying a coffin outside the Fuyao, was very disgusting, but he was well aware of military and national affairs and knew that it was not the best time to clean up the gentry at this time. He said this, Fei Yugui took a deep breath and said, "What should I do if the land reform? If I haven't finished this matter in the past few years, I will wait for the foreigners to look around, then..."

"With the Prime Minister's intention and then move, things will eventually be possible." Deng Wenhui said blindly. In fact, he didn't know what the court could do in the current situation. Just after he said 'there will be a solution', the chief of the telecommunications section hurried in and handed him a telegram.

"Is it true?" Deng Wenhui rubbed his eyes with his hands, unable to believe it.

"Sir, the telegram is translated by my subordinates, and there is no mistake." Like other provinces, the telecommunications section chief in Jiangsu also came out of the army and was very young. When he heard that the chief questioned, he stood attentive and promised loudly.

"What is it said in the telegram?" Fei Yugui wanted to know the content on the telegram, but due to the confidentiality rules, he could only ask lightly.

"Here, look! The Notice Academy just passed thirty minutes ago." Deng Wenhui laughed, handed him the telegram, and then slapped his high-high again, "I'll say, the Prime Minister has everything planned, and it will probably be discussed before the land reform proposal is submitted to the Notice Academy. Don't the landlords want to protect the constitution, don't you want the law? Then let them give them the law and see who can play with whom. Come, let all the peasants and soldiers outside the city withdraw and tell them we have won!"

The peasants outside the city knew they had won, while the landlords in the city were cheering for victory. With convenient communication, they were ten minutes behind the provincial governor's yamen. The latest news from the Jiyi Academy reached the US Consulate in Nanjing. The joy just now completely disappeared, the champagne bottle was empty, and the constitution-protecting party members were discussing in a separate empty room.

"How can the IRS... how can it charge 20% of the land tax? Japan's land tax is only 3%. Is this going to kill us?" Tang Hualong sat on a chair with the telegram sent by the Americans, as if he had broken his backbone.

"We want to sue them!" Xu Fosu Dao, who came in outside just now, had a sweat on his face. After the ecstatic victory, he actually got a defeat, which made no one accept it. At this time, he seemed to see the contemptuous sneer of the man in Yin'an Palace.

"I can't sue!" Zhang Jian, who had just come in to discuss the matter, said. "The lawsuits related to taxation are all under the jurisdiction of the Tax Court of the National Taxation Bureau. Just like the last time the abuse of military expenditure, it is unknown whether this case can be won or not."

"Then let Zhang Yipeng return the one million taels of silver to us." Xu Fosu glared at Zhang Jian. This was a thread that Zhang Jian and Tang Shaoyi were connected. The reason why Zhang Jian was like this was that in addition to the fact that Dasheng Cotton Mill had many cotton lands that were not cultivated wasteland but cultivated land, the more the reason was that with the development of the Northwest Cotton Mill, Dasheng was under increasing pressure from Shanxi Cotton Mill, which was not revitalized, and the industry was not revitalized to obtain low-interest or even interest-free loans. The Dasheng Cotton Mill, which had been expanded, would not be able to build a new factory in Shanxi; and the government revitalized agriculture and construction transportation. The Northwest Cotton Mill will gain an increasingly large cost advantage. When the price of Northwest Cotton with printing prices was lower than that of American cotton, the day when the Dasheng Cotton Mill went bankrupt, it would not take many years.

"This..." Zhang Jian said with a grievance, "Yun Bo has finished the case and you won the end. Now I'm asking someone to refund the money. Is this the reason?"

"But if you win, it's equivalent to not winning! This money is too worthwhile." A judgment sold for one million taels of silver, which was more expensive than buying a governor in the late Qing Dynasty. It's not important to be expensive. But in the end, the judgment was invalid, and it really made people's lungs irritate. This is not a tea circumference in the kiln, it's a million in white silver.

"Yunkui..." Liang Qichao looked dissatisfied. He still didn't know anything about the land tax when he first heard that the Investigation Academy had collected land tax. "Mr. Fourth, this land tax seemed to have not been there before, why did it suddenly exist now?"

"There was a land tax before the founding of the country, but the IRS has always exempted it. If you have land at home, there is a land tax column on the tax bill, but it has always been exempted. This is the same as personal income tax. It was exempted from levy at first, but it was inevitable later."

"Then can we sell the land?" Tang Hualong said, "This is to impose taxes on the land reform land, if we sell them to those who have less land. Is it..."

"Sold?" Zhang Jian shook his head, "Who do you sell 400 million acres of land to? Now who dares to buy it? Even if someone buys it, the stamp duty on the transaction of arable land was set at a very high last year when the Jiyi Academy opened the hospital. The stamp duty on the transaction of 20 taels per acre is thirty taels. You don't want it to give it to others! I think, this matter has been completely blocked by Yang Jingcheng. If you don't go to the land reform office to sign, maybe the State Taxation Bureau will not want your land, and will levy your 20% land price every year until you lose all your bankruptcy. Everyone, this is the case, I am unable to help, so I bid farewell."

Zhang Jian, who didn't want to cause trouble, immediately froze. The land was only a small part of his property. If he couldn't preserve it, it didn't matter if he abandoned it. The key is that he couldn't be dragged down by the land tax.

As soon as Zhang Jian retreated, Xu Fosu, who wanted to pursue the million-distance silver, had to stamp his feet. He turned around and looked at Liang Qichao anxiously, "This matter is about to spread. The morale that we finally gathered together will be completely dissipated. The efforts of the past two years have been ruined. Ren Gong! The survival of our party is today, so we have to think of some solutions."

"What else can I do?" Tang Hualong was also quite discouraged. "We can bribe Dali Temple, but we will never bribe the IRS. The IRS is under military control. Not to mention bribing, it is not easy to go in..."

It was okay for Tang Hualong not to mention the IRS. When Liang Qichao mentioned the IRS, he thought of it. He whispered Tang Jueton a few words, and then Tang Jueton went solemnly. After Tang Jueton left, he looked at everyone again and said coldly: "I remember that the internal documents of the Revival Association seized by the Qing court mentioned that the most important thing in revolution is not ideology, but hatred, and blood! No matter how false the lies are, as long as they are condensed from blood, it is true. Everyone, let us shed some blood like the revolutionary party this time."

From the Drum Tower where the US Consulate is located to the Confucius Temple where the Dali Temple is located, the straight line is more than five kilometers. Even if the consulate’s carriage is whipped up, Tang Juedun rushed to the Dali Temple to see Lin Changmin commanding the scene, the landlords were almost finished parading, and everyone was busy going to the Qinhuai River to book some flower boats and comfortable.

"What did Mr. Ren say?" On Hongwu Street near Dali Temple, the Constitutional Protection Party was crowded with people, and shops all over the street were closed. It seemed that only the shouts and gongs and drums of the Constitutional Protection Party were left in the world. Under countless Constitutional Protection banners, Lin Changmin was standing in a coffin carried by hired sedan chairmen, surrounded by the landlords in front of and behind the coffin, as if a king appeared in the world, and was so majestic. But after hearing the telegram from the capital, his excited face suddenly became solemn, and his eyes were full of anger, but he, who had always understood the severity of the matter, still held back and asked for a countermeasure.

"Mr. Ren said... in this case, if you don't make a big deal, the party decided to scatter birds and beasts. Only by bleeding can it arouse hatred and make everyone... from land reform to human life..." Tang Jue was out of breath. Although there were carriages, there were crowds in the fields, and he had to squeeze in.

"Oh!" Lin Changmin was very anxious. When was it time? Ren Gong was playing theories. He patted his thigh and said anxiously: "Insider! What should I do? If you don't talk about it, the person will be dispersed!"

"Mr. Ren said, I want you to lead someone to attack the IRS." Tang Juedun was also anxious and no longer cared about others and said loudly.

"International Taxation Bureau..." Lin Changmin muttered subconsciously, and immediately patted the coffin board on the side, and asked someone to turn on the electric speaker. He wanted to speak to the party members. The electric speaker was battery-powered. It was difficult to put it in the coffin, so he had to find a chicken bus to push the batteries. The carnival was consumed a lot of electricity just now, so the technician told him to tell a long story so that he could not lose power.

"You guys..." Lin Changmin shouted to the microphone, but the noise of the team and the sound of gongs and drums covered his voice, and only when some people nearby heard it, they looked back at him.

"Silent...!" Lin Changmin had to imitate the presiding judge, not only loudly, but also flipped the "quiet" old man. Finally, the people who were parading stopped. Qiufeng seemed to have stopped, and more than one or two thousand people on the street looked at him.

"Comrades! There is a bad news. A telegram came from the capital. The adults heard that we won the case. They immediately asked the IRS to increase the land tax. The tax was very high, at least 20% of the land price! This not only forces us to sell land, but also uses this method to make us lose our entire family and lose our family.

Comrades, the law is useless. No matter how fair the judge is, he cannot deal with the already unjust laws. In the eyes of the court, we are just fish and meat. Those officials and masters do not make any decisions on us, and do not cut our flesh or drink our blood, and they will not be able to live a peaceful day.

But whose money and whose land is blown by the strong wind? These are the family businesses that our ancestors have saved through hard work and frugality for several lifetimes. Is it true that having money is guilty? Is it true that having a territorial heart? I don’t believe it! I, Lin Changmin, even if I die a hundred times, I don’t believe it! The court has done so many evil tricks to obtain land, but when did it be honest and honest about land acquisition with us? But when did it be true, ordinary, etc., regard us landlords as citizens of the country?

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, have we paid less taxes? Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, have we never voted for the Revival? Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, we have not expected a new dynasty and a new atmosphere. We are determined to be a new citizen? All of them! Is it useful? The court did not regard us as human beings at all, and did not ask us to be a new citizen. They don't want us at all, and they want to kill us all!

Comrades, we can't continue like this. If we continue like this, our family will be destroyed. Come on! Comrades, follow me! Follow me to the IRS! Go and ask them why they have to collect 20% of the land tax? Who asked them to collect 20% of the land tax? Are we not humans? Why do we treat us so harshly?"

It seemed as if it was done. The battery was running out in the last sentence. When the sound in the radio stopped, the streets were silent. Everyone was immersed in Lin Changmin's speech and did not come back to their senses. Just as everyone was in a hunch, Lin Shen, the leader of the team, shouted with people, "Go to the IRS! Go to the IRS! Go to the IRS!" These voices suddenly made the content of Lin Changmin's speech come to everyone's minds again.
Chapter completed!