Zheng Zeru's words made everyone feel uncomfortable.
Chen Zikun may be severely dealt with by the central government.
This turned out to be the last reunion dinner.
Ma Chunhua understood why her father-in-law wanted to eat at the prefectural committee.
She stood up and said: "Dad, I respect you too.
Although I have always had opinions about you in the past, I support you in this matter."
Chen Beidao: "Secretary Zheng is toasting, what are you doing with me?
Do you know the rules?
Come one by one."
Chen Zikun smiled and said, "Let's have three drinks together."
A cheerful voice came from outside: "Why don't you call me when you're drinking."
It turned out that Luo Xiaolou, the commander of the military division, had arrived.
He came with his wife.
Qi Xiu's eyes were red and she had obviously just cried.
She said, "Godfather, I'm here to see you off."
Also present was Liu Xiaoyong, deputy director of the Beitai Grain Bureau.
He was also in a very depressed mood.
His brother-in-law led the hungry people to rob the national grain depot.
The country lost 20,000 tons of wheat.
How serious is this loss?
As a leader of the food system As a cadre, he knows very well.
Chen Zikun said: "Get two chairs, Xiaolou and Xiu'er sit down, let's have three drinks first, and then come one by one."
At this banquet, Chen Zikun, who had always been drinking heavily, actually got drunk.
The next day, on the platform of Beitai Railway Station, everyone came to say goodbye to Chen Zikun.
The wind was rustling and the water was cold.
Zheng Zeru held his hand tightly and said, "Take care, I will take care of the children."
Chen Zikun nodded, glanced at everyone, and boarded the car resolutely.
As the train headed north, Chen Zikun sat at the window and remained silent for a long time.
He couldn't contain his anger.
The central government already knew what happened in Jiangbei.
He didn't know what kind of punishment was waiting for him.
What made him feel at ease was that he would launch a massive mass movement. , no one died, only three people were injured, and they were all due to traffic accidents.
When the car arrived in Beijing, staff from the General Office of the State Council came to greet him.
The two guards returned to the security office, Secretary Peng returned to the secretariat, and Chen Zikun was isolated in isolation and sent back to his residence.
He was temporarily prohibited from going out.
A soldier politely asked Chen Zikun to hand over his gun.
Chen Zikun handed him the 1911 along with the holster and bullets.
The soldier looked directly into his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, there are more."
Chen Zikun smiled and took out a loaded miniature Browning from his waist.
The soldier saluted and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."
He turned around and walked out, passing by a young girl.
Here is Chen Zikun’s youngest daughter, Chen Jiao.
She is a sophomore at Peking University and often comes home to eat.
The Chen family has a strong foundation and plenty of food.
Chen Jiao’s face is white and rosy, and she is quite tall, about one meter tall.
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Sixty-seven, much taller than her mother Lin Wenjing.
"Dad, where are Uncle Zhang and Uncle Wang?"
Chen Jiao was curious as to why the guards at home had changed.
"The two uncles have other important responsibilities."
Chen Zikun said, his daughter is very simple and easy to coax, and he does not want her to know these dirty politics.
Chen Mansion has dispatched an additional class of guards.
Except for Chen Zikun, everyone can enter and exit normally, so no one will notice anything strange.
After dinner, her daughter went to review her homework.
The service staff cleared away the dishes.
Lin Wenjing asked Chen Zikun, "Did something happen?"
Chen Zikun recounted what happened in Jiangbei, and Lin Wenjing's face turned pale: "You are rebelling.
You don't think about yourself, but you also think about your family.
Don't you know how tragic the fate of those cadres who were defeated was?"
"I have never done anything I regret in my life, and I will not regret this.
Don't worry, I will entrust the Prime Minister to take care of you and your children.
The Prime Minister is a very good person and can be trusted."
Chen Zikun was calm and calm.
After finally appeasing Lin Wenjing, Chen Zikun went to the study alone, turned on the lamp and read books and newspapers until late at night.
He closed the heavy curtains, opened the secret door of the bookcase, took out an iron box and opened it.
Inside were two brand-new May 4th-style guns.
The pistol, the gun oil has not been wiped off, there are two boxes of fifty rounds of ammunition and four empty magazines.
Chen Zikun wiped off the oil on the gun with cotton gauze, loaded the bullet, pulled the bolt, and suddenly found a pair of eyes looking at him.
Then he looked at the door of the study room.
Chen Jiao was wearing white pajamas and standing barefoot. .
"Dad, what are you doing?"
"Dad is cleaning the gun to protect you."
Chen Jiao came over, sat directly on her father's lap, and said coquettishly: "Dad, take me to Simatai to climb the Great Wall tomorrow."
Chen Zikun said: "Dad is not free."
Chen Jiao was very obedient.
She knew her father was busy, so she didn't say anything and went back to sleep.
The next day, Chen Zikun did not go anywhere.
He wrote some memoirs at home and wrote a letter to Premier Zhou, asking him to take care of his family, but he did not send it.
On the third day, there was still no movement.
Chen Zikun felt like he was on pins and needles.
The feeling of waiting for the verdict was really unbearable, like a knife hanging over his head that could fall at any time.
On the fourth day, a Volga car finally arrived.
The license plate number showed that it belonged to the General Office of the Central Committee.
Chen Zikun breathed a sigh of relief.
If they came to arrest him, they would definitely not send a car from the Central Office.
A staff member told him that the chairman wanted to see him.
Chen Zikun said: "Wait for me, let me change my clothes."
He went to the dressing room, took off his pistol, and put on a new tunic suit.
He was in a relaxed mood and didn't have to fight to the death.
In Zhongnanhai, Chen Zikun met Chairman Mao again.
"General Chen, you mobilized the masses in Jiangbei and kicked off the party committee to start a revolution.
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You made it vigorous and in full swing."
Chairman Mao said wittily.
Chen Zikun said: "The chairman is making fun of me.
I do things without considering the consequences.
Please organize punishment."
Chairman Mao said: "What are you guilty of?
Some local officials have serious bureaucratic habits and it is time to criticize them.
You have awakened the masses and trained the militia.
You have also greatly inspired me.
If you want to realize communism, you cannot rely on bureaucrats.
You must rely on bureaucracy."
It’s still the people.
From this point of view, you are my teacher.”
Chen Zikun kept saying yes and did not dare to say more.
Chairman Mao said: "There are some people in our party who are not good at mobilizing and organizing the masses.
They think that by controlling the bureaucracy, the party affairs system can do whatever they want.
This is a very naive idea."
Chen Zikun knew that Chairman Mao was talking about Comrade Shaoqi, but it was inappropriate for him to interrupt in this situation.
He was lucky to get through, and how could he participate in the high-level struggle.
The matter passed peacefully, and Chen Zikun was not punished.
However, the three staff members who followed him to the countryside were affected to a certain extent.
Secretary Peng was sent to the local area, and the two guards fought back to the original unit.
It is said that Chairman Mao later told Premier Zhou that he used to think that Chen Zikun was a general, but now he is actually a handsome man.
"I'm not willing to be lonely."
The Prime Minister agreed.
Zheng Zeru carried out follow-up work in Jiangbei in accordance with the instructions of the central government.
Mai Ping was obviously no longer suitable to remain in the leadership position and was removed from his post, pending processing.
Yang Shugen was also removed from the post of county party secretary and sent to study at the provincial party school. , but their party memberships and ranks are still there, which shows that the organization has not given up on them.
What happened on the land of Jiangbei was treated coldly by the propaganda department.
Reporting and publicity were not allowed, and it quickly disappeared.
On the streets of the provincial capital, Xiao Lang hurriedly walked with three meat buns wrapped in lotus leaves.
The three fugitives had been hiding in the provincial capital for a week.
Because they had no household registration and no food plan, they could only buy high-priced food without food stamps. , the little money I have has long been spent.
The three of them hid in an abandoned empty house in the suburbs.
The owner of this house was probably a painter.
Some gouache paint brushes were swept on the ground, which was covered with dust.
There were no beddings, so they picked up some old newspapers to cover themselves.
When I went to sleep, the news about the ten thousand kilograms of crops per mu in the yellowed newspapers was still vivid in my mind.
Where to go next has become the biggest question.
It has been half a month since they escaped from the Salt Lake Farm.
The farm must have discovered it and sent people to hunt them down.
It is possible that a wanted order for them has been posted at the station and dock.
The three of them dare not go out during the day. , in the evening, I disguised myself and went outside to pick up some useful things.
That evening, Gong Zijun went out to buy food alone and did not come back for two hours.
Xiao Lang and Liu Youjin were worried about whether he had been caught.
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Suddenly Gong Zijun climbed in from the window, carrying a large bag in his hand.
Bag.
"Look what I brought."
Gong Zijun looked excited and opened the bag.
Inside were three pairs of leather shoes, two Chinese tunic suits, a suit, a bottle of pickles, and six sesame seed cakes.
"It's something to eat."
Liu Youjin grabbed the sesame seed cake and ate it.
Xiao Lang was very vigilant: "Old Gong, you are back home."
"Yeah, I just couldn't help it.
I went home to see their mothers and their grandson."
Gong Zijun took out a photo to show off his grandson.
"Oops, exposed, move quickly."
Xiao Lang couldn't help but said, picked up the baggage and took the two of them out of the window, and quickly left along the prepared retreat road.
Just a minute after leaving the house, two policemen came over with seven or eight security officers with red armbands.
They kicked open the door and went in to search.
Naturally, they returned without success.
"What a risk."
Liu Youjin said, wiping cold sweat.
Gong Zijun shed tears: "It was them, my family, who betrayed me."
Xiao Lang said: "No one can believe it these days."
After saying this, the three of them looked at each other and became suspicious of each other.
If Gong Zijun betrayed everyone, then he might be treated leniently.
Gong Zijun said hurriedly: "Don't look at me, it's not me.
The three of us are grasshoppers on a rope.
No one can survive if we are caught."
Xiao Lang said: "Old Gong, I believe in you."
Liu Youjin said: "We can't stay in the provincial capital anymore, we have to leave quickly."
Gong Zijun said: "There is no hiding place in the vast world.
I have run enough and don't want to leave.
I might as well jump into the river."
Xiao Lang said: "You are not afraid of death, why are you afraid of escaping?
I have already thought of the way, and I have prepared the tickets and the letter of introduction.
You just come with me."
"Where to go?"
they both asked in unison.
Xiao Lang took out three train tickets and three letters of introduction and said: "Go to Guangzhou, and then sneak to Hong Kong."
Liu Youjin and Gong Zijun each took a small hard ticket and looked at it carefully.
Sure enough, it was a seatless ticket for the train from Jiangdong.
"Old Xiao, I didn't see you going out, how did you get the ticket?"
Liu Youjin was confused.
"Take a closer look."
Xiao Lang said with a smile.
Gong Zijun looked at the ticket carefully, touched it, and exclaimed: "Damn, you drew the ticket":