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332 Negotiation (medium)

332 Negotiation (in the morning)

Sverdlov's words were like a slap in the face, making Celeteli speechless. He wanted to continue to cleanse the provisional government, but he really couldn't find an excuse. He could only complain in his heart that the incompetent editor-in-chief of the Exchange News, why do you write everything up? Pay attention to the impact!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Plekhanov quickly came out to change the topic, "Our priority is not to hold accountable. Yakov Mikhainovitch, please do not turn around these branches and branches, okay, our priority is to restore Petrograd's peace!"

Sverdlov despised the old man and left no face for him: "Georgivarenkinovich, I would like to remind you solemnly that it is your Chairman Zeletiri who started this. Even if you want to help him avoid responsibility, please do it more cleverly next time! We will not start any negotiations until the Provisional Government's responsibility for the Garden Street tragedy is clear!"

Plekhanov was unable to hold back his old face. He was indeed planning to change the topic just now, but unexpectedly, Sverdlov didn't take this trick at all. He gave Telletelli a slander, but he also brought him up, just as he was openly scolding him for making tricks.

The old man became angry: "Is this your Bolshevik attitude? I can't see that you have any sincerity in peace talks. If you take this position, then we don't need to waste time!"

In Plekhanov's view, at least he puts great pressure on the Bolsheviks, which may soften them, but the object of his pressure was completely wrong. Sverdlov disapproved of peace talks from the beginning and showed his power in front of him. Can he win you?

Nogen wanted to say a few words, but Sverdlov had already left and walked out without looking back. The firmness was like a bucket of cold water, which made Plekhanov feel cool.

"Comrade Yakov, our mission has not been completed yet!" Nogan was anxious.

Sverdlov glared at the guy and taught him a lesson unceremoniously: "Comrade Lenin assigned us the task to communicate with the Soviets and give them a chance to play their role. Since they are unwilling to communicate, there is no need for us to spend more time with them. After conquering the Winter Palace, we may be more effective in communicating!"

Nogan was a little angry: "But the resolution of the Central Committee..."

Sverdlov said bluntly: "The Central Committee has not reached any consensus on this. Our task is to come and communicate. Any thoughts beyond the limit are inappropriate!"

"But……"

Sverdlov was impatient: "Nothing, but please obey the resolutions of the Central Committee and do not mislead yourself!"

Faced with Sverdlov's strength, Nogen had no way to resist. Even though he wanted to reach a compromise with the Soviets, he really could not represent the Central Committee and could not represent Lenin. The only one who could speak for the above two was Sverdlov.

Nogen followed Sverdlov dejectedly, and even Plekhanov could see the depression. However, the old man didn't care about Nogen at all. Even though this old party member was a qualified old party member, they had friendships in the era of the Social Democratic Labor Party, it was obvious that in today's Bolshevik Kris Verdlov, it was even more important.

"Yakov Mikhainovich, I must warn you again!" Plekhanov tried to put pressure on Sverdlov to surrender, "Your behavior is seriously illegal! If you do not repent now, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Sverdlov turned his head and glanced at the old man contemptuously, "You have no choice but to decide whether our actions are illegal or not, and not to the reactionary government you support. All our actions are in line with the hopes of Petrograd and the millions of Russian people. We only need to be responsible to the Russian people!"

Speaking of this, Sverdlov said very solemnly and seriously: "I will warn you for the last time here - Georgivarenkinovich, do not make mistakes again and again, and continue to move towards the idea of ​​fighting against the people, you will fall into the abyss that will never be restored. I advise you to respect yourself!"

Plekhanov was stunned. He really didn't expect Sverdlov to be so strong that he would dare to teach him a lesson in person, the old senior. For a moment, he was stunned and could not believe that it was true.

In the end, Zeretiri woke him up: "Georgivarenkinovich, they have left, what should I do now?"

Plekhanov sighed. From Sverdlov's strength, he could infer a lot of useful information, that is, although the Bolsheviks encountered certain difficulties, they were far from the end of their lives. The hawks among them did not want to negotiate at all, and they had the intention of continuing to attack until the government was completely overturned.

"The situation is not good!" Plekhanov told Celetiri his analysis with a worried look. Although the latter did something, his IQ still had an emergency, and immediately became anxious: "If you analyze it correctly, then the situation is quite bad for the government. If the Bolsheviks continue to attack fiercely, I am very worried that the worst may occur, and we must do something..."

While speaking, Celeteli hurriedly as if running out. When Plekhanov saw his panicked monkey, he taught him a lesson with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? What are you going to do?"

Zeretiellei replied anxiously: "They must be called back... I must buy more time for the government... Otherwise, something big will be wrong!"

Plekhanov became angry at that time and angrily scolded: "What's the use of going? Wasn't it embarrassing enough just now?"

Celeteli asked foolishly: "Then are you going in person?"

Plekhanov replied angrily: "It doesn't work if I go!" As he said that, he ordered the secretary: "Go and call Martov and say I have something urgent to come to him!"

Zeretelli snorted and said impatiently: "Let Martov go? You are not crazy! Don't you know that Martov and the Bolsheviks are almost wearing pairs of pants?"

"Of course I know!" Plekhanov glared at him, "It is because Martov is heading towards the Bolsheviks that his going works!"

Zeretelli thought about it and said that this is the case. He and Plekhanov had had a quarrel with Sverdlov just now. It would be too much of a loss and embarrassing to go again. It was simply a humble person to ask others for help. And Martov would not have such concerns when he went there. And it was precisely because he had a good relationship with the Bolsheviks and Lenin that he could gain the trust of the Bolsheviks. Under the current circumstances, it would be more appropriate to let a person trusted by the Bolsheviks do mediation work.

Martov arrived soon, and Plekhanov explained to him with a "serious" attitude: "...Your mission this time is very important. It can be said that ending the current chaos is all about your communication with the Bolsheviks... I hope you will do your best to make peace come..."

Martov had no resistance to this task. Although he was considered a leftist among the Soviet Union, he could be considered a middle-class person in the Russian political environment at most. In essence, he did not agree with Lenin's style, and was even more heartbroken by the sudden outbreak of the armed conflict. He was obliged to end the conflict and restore "peace".

Although Martov did not resist being an envoy to persuade him to reconcile, he still had some questions that must be resolved first: "Comrade Georgivarenkinovich, I really want to know where the bottom line of the Soviet Union is, and whether it is unconditional or conditional to make the ceasefire between the two sides?"

Plekhanov thought for a while and said flatly: "If an unconditional ceasefire agreement can be reached, even a temporary unconditional ceasefire is very good. However, the Bolsheviks may not be so easy to pass. When necessary, you can promise them all reasonable conditions, as long as you can ceasefire, everything is spared!"

Martov was stunned for a moment. He knew how important Plekhanov's statement was. He doubted whether the old man could fulfill these promises. "Georgivarenkinovich, although it is unreasonable, I must ask clearly. If the conditions proposed by the Bolsheviks are unreasonable or are unfavorable to the government, can we agree?"

Plekhanov was very clear that what Martov wanted to ask was not a question of whether he could agree, but a question of whether he could fulfill it. After all, Plekhanov could not represent the government. If Plekhanov wrote all the blank checks, and when it was time to cash them, there would be a good show.

Plekhanov really wanted to give Martov a guarantee when he patted his chest. Anyway, as long as Martov could mediate successfully, or temporarily buy some time for the Provisional Government, everything would be fine. The old man never thought of fulfilling any promises in full, he was purely a delaying plan.

However, Plekhanov also knew that although Martov was a little naive and naive in politics, his IQ was not low. If he really wrote a blank check casually, people would immediately see through his intentions. What if he didn't go?

Plekhanov's mind was not very fast, and he immediately fooled: "Of course it's not the case. You are just the role of an intermediary. Your task is to let the Bolsheviks understand our sincerity and let them know that even if they did such a traitor, our Soviets can understand their original intention - everything for the people. And we don't want to see innocent people bleed and sacrifice, so we mediate in the center. You must let them understand that we are not trying to shelter the government... As for the conditions they put forward, only after the government expresses acceptance and recognizes it with the approval of the Central Executive Committee of the Soviet Union. Don't have any concerns in this regard!"

It should be said that Plekhanov was very successful in his fooling around, and Martov left happily. It seemed that Lao Ma was preparing to do a big fight.

"Can Martov convince Lenin?" Telletelli asked worriedly.

Plekhanov sighed: "I hope he can!" Speaking of this, he calmed down and ordered seriously: "We cannot put all hope on him. We must also make preparations and mobilize all forces, whether it is to persuasion work for the rebel army, to guide the people, or to directly mobilize a group of close-knit troops to support the government, we must act quickly!"

While Plekhanov was preparing for both ways, Martov rushed to the Kshesskaya Palace. The streets and corpses in the square in front really surprised Lao Ma. You can probably see that there were one or two thousand casualties here, and according to the clothes, most of the casualties were government troops.

Martov secretly thought: When did the Bolsheviks have such strong strength? No wonder they dared to force the Soviets to attack the Winter Palace. No wonder Plekhanov would have asked him to do mediation just now. It seems that the situation is quite bad for the government.

Thinking of this, Martov accelerated his pace and approached the Ksessinskaya Palace. He did not go directly to find Lenin, but found Nogen first. Just now, Plekhanov specifically explained to him that Nogen had a strong desire to fight for "peace" and could make this person a match.

"Comrade Martov, why are you here?" Nogen said with joy.

Martov directly expressed his purpose: "I am on behalf of the Soviets to do mediation work. Comrade Nogen, I need your support in this critical moment!"

Nogen smiled bitterly and spread his hands and said, "Comrade Lenin's attitude is very firm. I'm afraid I have the will but lack the ability!"

Martov asked anxiously: "What does Comrade Lenin mean?"

Nogen thought about it and seemed a little hesitant. Is it inappropriate to tell a person outside the party about this secret, and in a sense, the enemy is still the one who is still the enemy?

"Don't hesitate!" Martov urged again, "I am here to fight for peace! I am not here to speak for the government!"

After a moment of entanglement, Nogen stammered: "Comrade Lenin does not mean to be in a truce, but now it is difficult to get on the verge of the tiger. If the legitimate rights and interests of the Bolsheviks and the people can be guaranteed, he may give in..."

Lenin's expression was so important to Martov. Only when he knew where Lenin's bottom line was, he could start lobbying in a targeted manner. He shook hands with Nogen and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Comrade Nogen, the people will not forget your contribution to the struggle for peace!"

But Nogen was not as happy as Martov. He carefully reminded: "Don't say I told you..."

Martov was very disdainful of Nogen's petty aura. You said everything, why are you pretending? As long as Lenin pays a little attention, you will know that I have found you first. Why are you playing here without silver? No wonder you have been getting back in the Bolsheviks over the years, and your level is too low!

After saying good-hearted Nogen, Martov finally had some confidence, and he immediately found Lenin: "Comrade Vladimir Ilyic, I was ordered by the Soviets to mediate the conflict between you and the government."

Lenin looked at Martov thoughtfully. Sverdlov had reported to him the attitudes of Plekhanov and Zeretiri. Lenin was mentally prepared for the two people's firm right-leaning stance. Originally, he did not expect that he had just given out an olive branch, so the two hard-core right-leaning parties would happily accept it.

Lenin's idea was to fight and talk, and to put pressure on the Soviets through battle to force them to accept their requests. After Sverdlov failed to communicate, he immediately ordered the front line to strengthen the offensive, which would be best if he could break through the enemy's defense line, and even if he could not, he would put more pressure on the enemy. And Martov's sudden arrival surprised Lenin, as if the pressure was put too much?

"What? The reactionary government finally couldn't hold on and was ready to beg for mercy?" Lenin asked jokingly.

This taste seems a bit wrong? Martov thinks Lenin seems to be much more determined than what Nogen said. Is there any change?

Without even thinking about it, he asked directly: "I don't understand what you mean, and no one is ready to beg for mercy or surrender. As the special envoy of the Soviet Union, I represent the broadest wish of the Soviet Union - we just don't want to continue to see the people bleeding!"

Lenin sneered and pointed out bluntly: "Then you should take action at the time of the tragedy in the afternoon, and should stop the reactionary government's massacre of the people as soon as possible... By the way, I forgot that you gave them this right. Can I think so, your Soviets are just hypocritical cats and rats?"

Martov looked very bad. When the people surrounded Tafriche Palace in the morning and asked the Soviets to seize power, he agreed to grant the government the power to quell the "rebellion". However, when news of the Garden Street tragedy came in the afternoon, he regretted it, and now Lenin has turned over the old debt again, which makes him a little unable to get out of Taiwan.

"I don't want to worry about the things that have passed!" Martov said, gritting his teeth, "Our responsibility is to stop the bleeding and sacrifice from happening. As for the previous responsibility, it will be pursued when the right time!"

Lenin snorted contemptuously, "It is very simple to stop the bloodshed and sacrifice. You only need to make the reactionary government surrender. This is not complicated at all, nor is it difficult at all!"

"Please don't mess around, Vladimir Ilyic!" Martov felt more and more uncomfortable, "You caused the trouble, and the reason is that you put down your weapons first!"

Lenin looked at Martov coldly and said unquestionably: "You are still protecting the reactionary government that has caused the bloody crimes, and even turning the blame on the right and wrong. If you have this attitude, then there is nothing to talk about between us. Please leave my office immediately!"

Why did Martov go? He took the lead two steps, looked directly into Lenin's eyes, and begged: "Vladimir Ilyic, please don't be so stubborn, okay? Don't mention the responsibility first, let's reply to peace... You can't think about the innocent people on the streets, please pity them, okay?"
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