Chapter 12 1. Prisoner No. 6601 in Qincheng Prison

A prison car from the Ministry of Public Security—not the prison car with the siren sounding like now, but an ordinary sleeping car, but it is an out-and-out prison car.The prisoner is me.I was not handcuffed, but sat in the car like a chief, with people "accompanied" on both sides, but I was an out-and-out prisoner.The car drove out of Deshengmen in Beijing and headed north.Except for the occasional honking in the car, there was no other sound, and no one spoke.I don't know where to go.This was the second half of 1966, not long after my country's "unprecedented" "Cultural Revolution" began.

After more than an hour of fast driving, we arrived at the foot of a low mountain.From the bottom of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, there is a high wall, and there are several buildings inside the wall. This building is very special. From a distance, there are only small holes, which are probably "windows".what!This is a prison, this is the newly built Qincheng Senior Prison!In the years when the monsters were confusing right and wrong, how many heroes of the revolution suffered here!Later, Feng Jiping, former director of the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau who survived and later served as the deputy director of the Central Investigation Department, said: "If I knew that the prison I built was for my own detention, I would definitely build it better."

The mood of an innocent man locked up in an airtight prison speaks for itself.At this moment, no matter how powerful he is, he becomes so weak and at the mercy of others, humiliation, sorrow, and resentment well up in his heart, but they can only stay in his heart! I didn't feel too sudden when I was sent into this high wall, because it was before.I've been in a prison that's not called a prison for over three years. In September 1962, just as the Tenth Plenary Session of the Eighth Central Committee was held in Beijing—this kind of meeting has always been a meeting where the Party Central Committee makes major decisions and frequently receives good news. As usual, I look forward to it with excitement...Suddenly, the Shaanxi Provincial Party Committee received an urgent call from the Organization Department of the Central Committee: "Immediately send someone to escort Shi Zhe back to Beijing."The Provincial Party Committee of course complied.I wondered in my heart: Are you transferring me to Beijing?Why do you need to "send someone to escort" "immediately"?Do you want to dispose of me?What to do with me?Even though Bai En was puzzled, he had to obey the order.So, the Shaanxi Provincial Party Committee "immediately" sent the Secretary-General to "escort" me to Beijing.But my heart is always calm and down-to-earth.Because I myself know me, and both comrades in the Central Committee and Chairman Mao know me.

When I arrived in Beijing, I got off the plane and was picked up by a car and went straight to the Central Organization Department.The organization department, where cadres always feel at home and feel very cordial, is now suffocating.They asked me to sit in a room to rest, and the staff outside the door were running around and asking each other, "Is Shi Zhe here?" I could hear them all.I am even more inexplicable, but what else can I do besides waiting? After an hour or so, Vice Minister Li Chuli appeared in front of me. After a few words of greeting, he drove with me to the Wanshou Road Guest House to meet An Ziwen, Minister of the Organization Department.An introduced to me the situation of the Tenth Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. He also mentioned that Kang Sheng had passed a note to Chairman Mao at the meeting: "Someone wrote novels against the Party", etc., and then explained that these things "had nothing to do with me", and transferred me back to Beijing, just "to clarify the problems of Gao Gang, Xi Zhongxun and others. You have been close to them in the past, you should understand some problems, you have to be honest, say what you have, and explain clearly to the party", etc.The questions he raised can be summarized into three aspects: one is my relationship with Gao Gang and Xi Zhongxun and all their activities; the other is what bad things Gao and Xi have done; Bad things, and all the problems I know should be fully explained to the party.After the talk, send me back home.

In an attitude of loyalty and honesty to the party, I want to help the party figure out the problem with the responsibility that a party member should have.The difficulty is that I can't find any bad things, but in order to prevent myself from distinguishing between good and bad, I have no choice but to not distinguish between good and bad, and explain everything I know.So it took a few days to write detailed materials and hand them over to An Ziwen. While they were looking at the materials, I had three or four days to spare, so I used this time to visit an old acquaintance, Wang Shiying.At this time, Wang Shiying was the governor of Shanxi Province, and he was recuperating in Beijing due to illness (I mentioned the persecution he suffered many times in the article "Kangsheng I Know").When he saw me, he was very surprised, and said that I should not return to Beijing at this time, and it was better to go back to the original station immediately.When I told him that the Central Organization Department transferred me back, he was dumbfounded.I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted to tell me "something is wrong," but he couldn't get it out of his mouth.I only stayed for a while, and he gave me a few big apples, and I understood: He wished me peace, but also told me that it was time to leave.He shook my hand tightly as he sent me away.Unexpectedly, this meeting turned out to be a farewell!

Bad omens come one after another, but I still can't guess, what disaster can I suffer? ! Three or four days later, An Ziwen said to me: "The leader (I immediately realized that this "leader" was Kang Sheng) had read your explanation, but he said no, he couldn't pass the test, and he couldn't hand in the papers (these are all my faults). I’m tired of listening to Kang Sheng’s usual language), and I have to be honest.” Although An Ziwen said this, I could feel the guilt in his heart, and he couldn’t help it!During the "Cultural Revolution", he was also defeated and dispatched to Anhui.When his son Anmin went to visit him, he said to the child: He has done two unconscionable things in his life, and the first one is to be sorry for Shi Zhe.I don't blame him. How can he not carry out the instructions of the "leader"?He himself was not spared the same fate.

After An Ziwen talked with me this time, he never showed up again. Two days later, Li Chuli announced to me: "From now on, you have nothing to do with the Organization Department of the Central Committee. Your work has been taken over by another department." Dongzongbu Hutong (the former residence of Li Zongren) was put under house arrest, and I was not allowed to say goodbye to my family.Since then, I have been missing from home for more than ten years. My head is covered with a "golden hoop". down tightly. Ever since I was imprisoned in the building in Dongzongbu Hutong, Don Quixote-like characters began to fight me.In the past three years, there were always 20 or 30 people who "talked" to me, plus nearly a hundred people who asked me for materials.At the beginning, there were four or five cadres who seemed to be a little bit more senior (deputy ministerial level). He said that he had known me for a long time. He had worked in the United Front Work Department and participated in the leadership of the construction of the National Cultural Palace. We froze at the beginning of the confrontation. After several tosses, he stopped coming.But after a while, he appeared again.This time he came alone, very humble and kind, with a low voice.After exchanging pleasantries, he said that he was sorry for me and asked me to forgive him for being rude, because the "leader" asked him to be strict with me, and he had to do it against his will.I found out later that he came to confess to me before he was about to leave this job.

The one who came next seemed to be a bureau-level cadre, probably transferred from another place.At the beginning, they were aggressive, putting on airs, yelling, beating tables and chairs, and threatening others.But he couldn't talk for a few words, and his thoughts were blocked, his language was exhausted, he was at a loss, and he looked embarrassed.I satirized him a few words: "It's useless to play the 'Three Trials', and it's even more useless to shoot a gavel. I am a wronged victim, but I am not Su San who was framed." Unexpectedly, it took effect.After that, he never dared to pat again.I found out from his change of words that every time he talked with me, he would report to Kang Sheng, and then attack me with what Kang Sheng taught him.Once I said: "When I was in Yan'an in 1942-1943, I was already tired of hearing this from him. That's how he taught us at that time, but this method is useless. Now It’s even more useless. If you repeat this, you’re asking for trouble?! The reason it’s useless is because it’s unscientific and not seeking truth from facts.” The poor man asked me, “Who did you listen to when you were in Yan’an? "I said: "You have answered the question yourself. If you are willing to play hide and seek, then let's play enough. But I will tell you: I heard him speak a lot more in Yan'an than you here .However, this method did not work in the past, and it does not work now!" Later, he introduced himself and said: He met Ren Bishi in Yangjialing, Yan'an, but "I don't know why I didn't meet you, the political secretary!" I repeated it several times in the future, but I don't know what his intentions were. I think he looks like a veteran cadre who came over from the Long March.He told me: The secret Bishop Kang gave him was to ask "why" for every sentence I said, and to ask 10,000 "whys" for every sentence, so that I could never finish answering.But as a result of his experiment, he also felt very boring.So we often just sit opposite each other, silent.After one dumb show after another, he never came again.

The number of people who asked me questions became less and less, and there were only two or three people left. Among them was a person surnamed Duan from Pingshan County.He said: He has never contacted and dealt with the issue of a cadre at my level, "Today, he came forward to examine you one by one, teacher and philosopher, really, really...". Two or three years have passed like this, and the same words have been repeated countless times, so I have nothing to say.Once I asked the question myself and I said: "We have talked a lot, for a long time, but it has never touched on my fifteen years in the Soviet Union, if you have any questions about this, please ask, I would like to Clarify.” This person did not dare to express his opinion, and immediately ran downstairs to call for instructions. After going there for more than two hours, when he came back, he said: “I don’t have time today, let’s talk about it next time.” I understood, they both agreed. The scope of my conversation was delineated by Kang Sheng, and they never dared to go overboard, and Kang Sheng was taboo about the period in the Soviet Union (for the reason, see the article "Kang Sheng I Know").

After several days, one morning, this person came again.Obviously the issue I want to talk about is a threat to Kang Sheng, and he has a guilty conscience and dare not let me talk about it.After planning, the scope was re-limited, and he was sent again, but the person who came thought that he had mastered a new weapon, and came to fight me with pride.It's a pity that he is just the master's mouthpiece. The question he asked was: I want to explain the relationship between Mao Zedong and Stalin.I asked: "Are you talking about the personal relationship between Mao Zedong and Stalin? The relationship between the two parties? Or the relationship between the two governments? And what issues are involved and what period of time: before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Or after the establishment of our new political power?" He could not answer, but said vaguely: "About Chairman Mao's situation." I asked him again: "Who proposed and entrusted you to discuss this issue?" He answered arrogantly Said: "The censorship cadres are the same to everyone, and they can ask anyone's questions." I said, "You are wrong. Don't you have the power and qualification to censor anyone and everything?" This angered me. He, he jumped up, and said viciously: "We have the right to censor anyone!" So I asked him to come up with a special decision from the Central Committee, and the decision must be clearly written: "The Central Committee ordered Shi Zhe to fully explain the relationship between Mao Zedong, Stalin, and the Soviet Union. The relationship between them.” I said: “As long as the central government officially makes such a decision, I will naturally explain everything.” So they called me “arrogant”, “defiant”, “disobedient to superiors” and so on.I didn't show any weakness, so I scolded them, and when I got tired of scolding, they left.

They used nerve warfare, and I took the initiative.After scolding each other, they didn't see each other for five or six days.I, too, had to wait and prepare for an attack from either direction. Those two finally showed up again. When they appeared in front of me, they changed their previous fierce and hideous faces, but greeted me with a smile, asked about my health, diet, daily life, etc., and kept silent about the substance. The problem.Do I need these falsehoods?What I need is to solve the problem!So I couldn't bear it anymore, so I offered to talk.What do they ask me to talk about?I have already realized that I won the last fight, so I simply took him into the army again.So I said, "Let's talk about Chairman Mao's foreign affairs that you raised last time." They hurriedly said, "Don't talk about that issue, and never talk about things related to that aspect again." Funny and sad: poor ignorant people, you can only serve as someone else's stick blindly! At the beginning of 1966, I was transferred to No. 20, Tai'anhou Street, which was also a private courtyard.Here, they only came once, and just to see me, ask me what I want, how is my health and so on. I lived here for less than half a year, and then I was transferred to Xueyuan Hutong, which is the backyard of a cadre from the Ministry of Public Security.I stayed here for less than two months (that is, in the second half of 1966, when the "Cultural Revolution" swept the country, but I didn't know anything at the time), and was sent to Qincheng Prison. Minister Xie Fuzhi's decision. In Qincheng, my number was 6601 (that is, Prisoner No. 1 in 1966).At this time, there were indeed very few detainees in the prison, and many buildings were empty.The building where I was placed was empty, with only about three prisoners in it.The window in the room is as high as one person above the ground, and this is one of the rows of small holes seen from a distance. During the period after I was put under house arrest and imprisoned, apart from the mental torture and depression, my standard of living was still quite high, and the food was plentiful. There is only one person in charge of me here. This person seems to be an old staff member with experience and practice.He comes here several times a day, asking me to go for a walk for a while, and for a while to do light labor. When I can't do it, he comes to help me. He is very kind, and his words and actions are almost humane, and sometimes he chats with me to chat with.He has met most of my requirements in life.He got all the utensils I asked for, such as a small wooden table, paper, pen and ink, inkstone and washbasin.One day, during a chat, I asked him: "Of course you detain criminals here, but is it appropriate to detain innocent and innocent people here?" He answered very well: "This is the state's I need it.” (!!!) And said in a comforting tone: “You are here, just stay at ease and pay attention to protecting your health. If you have any requirements, tell me, I will try my best to do whatever I can For this." His words were indeed a bit of consolation to the unfortunate. But the good times didn't last long.Around November 1967, the troops came, military control was implemented, and all the original management personnel were successively replaced.Entering 1968, I heard that all the original managers had entered the "study class". Although Qincheng Prison is "controlled" by some people in the army, they can neither manage nor arrange work, but can only do one thing, which is torturing, insulting, swearing, and making small moves.They only said one sentence to all the detainees: "You are a counter-revolutionary" or "You are an anti-Party element".If he refuted him, he immediately asked: "You are not a counter-revolutionary, why are you locked up here?! Want to get out? No way!" Yes, what a simple "truth"!How easy is it to reverse? ! It has been more than a year since I was bothered by anyone. Since these "big soldiers" came, they have started endless boring torture for no reason.They constantly and deliberately knock on the door of the cell, even at the time of rest, to wake up, so that people cannot rest and rest.There are only corn bread and pickles for meals. They seem to use the prison as a place for "military training". One day after a lunch break, a group of people came, some in military uniforms and some in plain clothes, but from the looks of them, they were not unfamiliar, they were all soldiers.However, when we met, there was nothing to talk about.Especially the older ones, when they are officers, they seldom talk, but the young people rush forward.One of them was very positive, but he ran out of words after a few sentences. He could only repeat those few sentences without finding the end point.This is how time rolls by. As the "bourgeois headquarters" rang through the air, I realized that the shrapnel would fall on me.So I took the initiative and wrote a long account in detail and clearly about what I knew about Liu Shaoqi and my contacts with him.After handing it over, there was no response.After about two months, a group of people came and accused me of "not explaining thoroughly", "avoiding the important and neglecting the important", "not getting to the point" and so on.I invite them to ask specific questions.They couldn't answer specific requests, they just pestered and pressed them blindly.I understand, it's not that I can take the initiative if I strive for the initiative. Since I intend to torture you, can I still let you take the initiative?So a new round begins. According to their request, I re-wrote the "confession" that I had already written, but it was obviously still "unable to hand in the test paper" and "unable to pass the test". The people who come to talk to me every day are all soldiers, including sea, land, air, infantry, cavalry, artillery, all kinds of services and arms.They never asked specific questions, and in fact they couldn't ask any specific questions. Instead, they just kept pressing, pressurizing, and abusing them blindly.Their intentions were concentrated on one point, that is, they wanted me to fabricate: "How did they cooperate with Liu Shaoqi to oppose Chairman Mao"?When I found out their intentions, I asked back: "Not long ago, you spent a long time saying that I was with Gao Gang against Liu Shaoqi, and now you are saying that I was with Liu Shaoqi against Chairman Mao. May I ask: Am I against Liu Shaoqi?" , or with Liu Shaoqi?!" The school-level officer with a Jiaodong accent replied confidently: "This is not contradictory!" It's really ironic, can you still say something clear to them? ! Then they questioned Liu Shaoqi's "secret relationship" with Stalin.I asked back: "Did Stalin want to bribe Liu Shaoqi to do spy work?" I replied: "Of course it was not Stalin himself, but his secret service did this." I said, "If you don't understand the Soviet Union, you can also use the We make some inferences about the relationship between China's national leaders and various ministries and commissions. Think about it, would Stalin, as the leader of the party and the highest leader of the country, personally go about buying secret agents? Their government officials and anyone else, who Dare to touch Stalin's guests?!" They were at a loss. However, these poor people, as tools of others, could not help but desperately and brazenly reckless.The wheel battle didn't stop, but they just didn't dare to ask questions anymore, and kept pressing, forcing, and urging.This went on for two summers, and in the second summer (1968), they made raids day and night, taking turns to intimidate them, without letting them rest for a moment. I was locked in a small room with the doors and windows closed, and the room was stuffy, with the temperature reaching over 40°C.They turned on the electric fan and only blew it on themselves. They put me in a corner and stood facing the wall, not allowed to move.This lasted for more than 20 days. My legs and feet were red and swollen.But the wolf-like howling still lingered, and he was neither allowed to rest nor seek medical attention.At this time, some managers who came back from the "study class" saw that my injury was serious and invited a doctor. "My God!" The "doctor" looked like "He Xiangu". She stood looking at me from a long distance outside the door and asked me, "Have you ever had syphilis? Where did you get this disease? There is no cure for the disease!" I asked for some sterile cotton and a bandage, and I bandaged it myself, but she ignored it and turned away. Barbarism?During these desperate days, I did have the idea of ​​suicide...what!Those who have truth have no minimum right to live; those who have no truth have supreme power!This right takes advantage of ignorance to achieve such inhuman barbarism. When people say goodbye to the world, they always look back on their own life, especially those who are persecuted, they always have to search for the origin of this field. In other memoirs, I have already described the seeds of disaster I planted spontaneously, especially because I knew too much about Kang Sheng, so I couldn't escape.In addition, there are some clues, I have recalled—— From 1950 to 1952, there was a gossip circulating among the staff of Zhongnanhai, mainly about Liu Shaoqi's opinion.These opinions are that during the founding ceremony of the People’s Republic of China in 1949, Jiang Qing hurried back to Beijing from Moscow in order to participate in the celebration of Tiananmen Square, and Chairman Mao firmly refused to allow her to go up to Tiananmen Square, but Liu Shaoqi brought Wang Guangmei up. When Chairman Mao returned to Beijing from Moscow in 1950, he refused to let Jiang Qing go to the station to pick him up. Before that, when Liu Shaoqi came back from Moscow, Wang Guangmei went to Tsinghuayuan station to meet Liu Shaoqi.There are other rumors that are not conducive to unity, which damage the prestige of the leaders.I couldn't keep my words in my heart, I couldn't help it, so I reported it directly to Chairman Mao.After Chairman Mao heard it, he asked me to tell Liu Shaoqi, Zhou Enlai, Zhu De and other comrades the gossip I had heard. I know, but Chairman Mao's words cannot be defied.As a last resort, I bit the bullet and reported something to Liu Shaoqi, just reminding him to pay attention. Between 1950 and 1952, Jiang Qing went to the Soviet Union twice, once accompanied by Zhang Guonan, and once again accompanied by Lin Li.As the chairman's wife, Jiang Qing was given special treatment by the Soviet Union—a separate small building, accompanied by cadres from the Central Liaison Department, equipped with guards, specialized medical staff, and a separate small stove. After Jiang Qing enjoyed all this, she was not satisfied again.The main reason is that she is dissatisfied with her appearance in front of people only as the chairman's wife, without any public title, and feels that her status is not glorious enough and not brilliant enough.It is impossible for us to know all the activities she carried out for this purpose, but I can know one or two from my personal experience. One morning in the early summer of 1952, Chairman Mao’s confidential secretary called me and said that two Soviet doctors had come and asked me to go to the Chairman immediately.Of course I didn't dare to be negligent, but as soon as I walked into his door, I felt that the atmosphere was abnormal.Sitting on one side of the room were Mao Zedong and Jiang Qing, and on the other side were a Soviet doctor and an interpreter.I know this translator from the Ministry of Health, and he speaks Russian fluently.They were having a good time talking.I immediately realized that my presence was unnecessary, and that Chairman Mao was staring at me with disgust.I was very embarrassed, and when I was about to find an excuse to leave, Jiang Qing dragged Mao Zedong to another room.After more than ten minutes, they turned back, and their attitudes changed drastically.Chairman Mao just faced me, and as long as I translated for him, the translator from the Ministry of Health would not let the translator interrupt, which made me very embarrassed, but I still expressed my trust and respect for the translator, and we discussed the translation together.I feel sorry for the translator and myself.Afterwards, I learned that the confidential secretary notified me to go, but it was just done according to the past routine. He didn't know that the routine had changed! At a meeting of the Politburo in the early summer of 1953, Mao Zedong suddenly asked: "Where did the political secretarial office of the secretariat come from, and put him next to me?" Politburo decided to set up.It is a collective work unit of the secretaries of the Central Secretariat. Its regular work is to deal with letters from all walks of life, various organizations and the masses for the chairman and vice-chairmen. I am the director of the office and have worked for four years.When the participants explained this situation, the chairman said: "Then why didn't I know?" Everyone said: "You probably forgot." The chairman said: "I just need a secretarial group, not the political secretary office. It was immediately decided to set up another secretarial group, except for me, the original group was the same, but the group leader was Jiang Qing.After Yang Shangkun was ordered to convey this decision to me, he added: "Look at this old man, everyone knows it, only he said he didn't know it." Fortunately for myself. Then, Mao Zedong specially hosted a banquet for the head and deputy head of the secretary group.In this way, Jiang Qing has not only an official position, but also political status, and his natural status has also been improved.But she was just a name, and did not do any actual work.That’s it, she still couldn’t fill her desires, and after a while, she put forward a new request to the chairman: she was asked to review the literature and art materials such as dramas, movies, dances, etc. sent to Chairman Mao; When the "Cultural Revolution" began, he even served as a literary and artistic consultant for the Chinese People's Liberation Army.For all these, Mao Zedong accommodated her.The subsequent development is already well known.Needless to say. I'm only talking about things that concern me here. In the autumn of 1954, Jiang Qing said in a conversation with a comrade, "Shi Zhe must be brought down, ruined, and stigmatized." Why didn't he say it.Why did Jiang Qing hate me so much?This can be traced back to when I was the director of the office of the Secretariat of the Central Committee during the Yan'an period. At that time, I neither met her requirements for a job position, nor refused to reimburse her a large amount of unnamed accounts, for which she held a grudge.On the other hand, and a more important aspect, it was because she was in a quarrel with Kang Sheng, and Kang Sheng wanted to put to death all those who knew his true face on Mount Lu.The saddest thing is that they were trusted and used by Chairman Mao at that time. At the turn of 1954-1955, I once went to Chairman Mao’s office for some business. After doing business, he suddenly said to me, “When you come to my place in the future, don’t go through the confidential secretary in advance, and don’t call to know them. , just come directly, I have already told the sentinel not to block you." Oh my god!What's going on here?Not only was I not flattered, but my mind was in a mess. I didn't know why, but I just felt a chill down my spine.Not long after, I saw him again, and he said to me: "You can be my secretary!" But he didn't say anything about the secretary, let alone whether it was decided by the central government.I reasoned that I was not competent, but he still insisted that I was just being modest.These two meetings made me subconsciously feel that my situation is not good.I made up my mind, I must jump out of this circle of right and wrong!Not long after, when I was about to exit the door after finishing my business in his office, he came out unusually to see me off, and walked back and forth with me in the yard of Yi Nian Tang, talking while walking.Suddenly asked me: How many students are there in the Russian Institute?How many students are there in the preparatory department for studying in the Soviet Union?After I answered, he asked again: "Aren't you afraid of the surplus of Russian-speaking talents?!" I was very surprised when I heard that, because I was under the pressure of needing Russian-speaking talents in all aspects.How could I know that such warm Sino-Soviet relations would break down? !So I replied: "Because I couldn't train enough Russian-speaking cadres to meet the needs of my work, I was hit every time at the meeting of the State Council. Where did this 'surplus' come from?" He saw that I was not enlightened. , I couldn't understand what he meant, so I had to say: "Forget it, I won't talk about this today." As early as 1950, when Comrade Ren Bishi had just passed away, Kang Sheng said: "Shi Zhe lost Bishi's backer, and it is difficult for him to cope. It is just around the corner to attack him and bring him down." I At that time, I thought: "What kind of fortune teller are you?" There was a crack in the Sino-Soviet relationship, and Kang Sheng said: "The Sino-Soviet relationship broke down, and Shi Zhe was the first to bear the brunt!" I still think how can I be equal to the Soviet Union?Recalling this, I thought of a saying: "Don't be afraid of being stolen by thieves, but be afraid of being missed by thieves." I have been "worried" by Kang Sheng for a long time.How can I escape his clutches? ! In order to leave this environment, I took a lot of pains.How to get out of your current job?How can I get there?where to?do what?Finally, I decided to write a letter to the comrades in the Secretariat of the Central Committee to explain my wishes and requests, hoping to go to the localities to do practical work and exercise myself.What was not thoughtful about this matter was that I did not ask Chairman Mao for instructions in advance, and my letters to other comrades in the Central Committee (Liu Shaoqi, Zhu De, Zhou Enlai, Deng Xiaoping, etc.) were not forwarded to Chairman Mao, so I went to meet with Chairman Mao before I left. When he was the chairman, he was very dissatisfied and said that I was leaving Beijing, but he didn't know in advance.I felt very embarrassed, so I said that if the chairman had important instructions or opinions, I would like to stay and leave later.The chairman asked, "When are you leaving?" I replied, "I will be driving in two hours." The chairman said, "In that case, you should leave first, and we can talk about it later when we have a chance." In January 1957, I went to Jinan and served as the secretary of the Shandong Provincial Party Committee Secretariat.During my work here, I deeply felt that I didn’t understand and adapt to the ways of the world in China. It’s not enough to work hard to gain a foothold. My situation is very difficult.But I shouldn’t be wrong, I shouldn’t be indiscreet in life and make mistakes. This provides an excellent opportunity for Kang Sheng who rejects different forces and deliberately harms me, and it also fulfills Kang Sheng’s prophecy: "Shi Zhe It will be stuck in the quagmire of Shandong and cannot be pulled out." Kang Sheng was very involved in dealing with my problems.In addition to being expelled from the party, Kang Sheng also proposed three conditions: first, "arrange Shi Zhe far away from the main road of railway traffic"; second, "sever the connection between Shi Zhe and the central government"; third, "prevent Shi Zhe from Flee to the Soviet Union (?!)".Only Kang Sheng's special brain can think of this.It can be seen that the treatment of me is nothing more than an excuse. 13 Years A Prisoner is even more irrelevant.When the Shandong Provincial Party Committee decided to restore my party membership, Kang Sheng suppressed him again, and waited until the Tenth Plenary Session to further harm me! The four or five years I worked at Fufeng Farm in Shaanxi was the happiest period of my work.I devote myself to the management and research of animal husbandry, fruit trees, water conservancy, etc., without any mental burden, and I feel happy.At the same time, he also maintained a correspondence with Chairman Mao.I promptly wrote letters to Chairman Mao on issues that I saw that I considered to be of a principled or policy nature, and Chairman Mao also approved my letters several times to local governments, or to Premier Zhou for handling.Sometimes Ye Zilong sent a letter to convey his words: "Don't worry, the party knows you well, and your party membership issue will be resolved, it's just a matter of timing." I wonder if Chairman Mao knew about the decision? Anyway, I was held in the hands of Kang Sheng, he must put me to death and be quick.Rather than being tortured to death slowly like this, it would be better to commit suicide, which can save some suffering and also express protest, so I tried every means to collect a large needle, an iron piece (which can sharpen the blade), and a copper wire (which can be sharpened). Electric shock), and then twist cloth strips into a rope (can be hung).The reason for so much preparation is that which method is the most sure to use depends on the camera. Just when I was almost ready for all these, Kang Sheng's ferocious face seemed to appear in a trance, and he said viciously: "I want you to die here!" I suddenly woke up, and I thought: I can't let him get his wish !Later, a comrade told me: When sending me to prison, Kang Sheng did say: "Shi Zhe went in alive, but he couldn't get out alive." Just at this time, a distinctive young soldier came, and his accent was from Shanxi.He is peaceful.Make sense.His appearance helped me strengthen my courage to live.I thought: If I die unexplainably, who can complain for me?Is it a "self-inflicted protest" or a "suicide in fear of crime"?For this reason, I also have to live and endure. The soldier with a Shanxi accent came here five or six times, and each time there were only two people. They never spoke in an interrogating tone, but kindly and politely asked about my health, my health, my diet, and my daily life. Medical conditions are provided.Once they came to talk to me. There were originally two people in the room. After I entered, one person left his seat and walked out. Only the young man with a Shanxi accent was left. After talking for a few words, I seized the opportunity to say: “I There is a letter addressed to Chairman Mao, please take it out and try to forward it to him, can you?" He asked me in surprise, "What is it written in?" I said it was about exposing Kang Sheng.He immediately replied that he couldn't take it out, let alone submit it, and, "Think about it too, is it okay to write such a letter in your current position? Anyway, I can't take it out, let alone send it to Chairman Mao. In your hands, think about where this transit time will be sent? I am afraid that the next move will be successful, and it will only cause trouble and disaster. I think for your sake: 'If you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of no firewood'." He spoke sincerely But it made sense, so I lost my heart.I am grateful to him! A few days later, another group of people came. Although they were dressed in civilian clothes, they could still be seen as soldiers.As soon as they opened their mouths, they asked if my letter was finished and what was the content of the letter?I pretended not to know what I was referring to.他们又说：“你不是要给毛主席写信吗？写好没有？”我说我是同一位同志闲聊时曾说过想给毛主席写信的问题。他们又问：“什么内容？揭发谁？”我说：“只想说说我个人的冤情。毛主席了解我，所以我想向他申诉。但并未写成文字。”就这样算是搪塞过去了。事后我仍想起那位山西口音的同志，他提醒我是十分正确和有道理的。他是个正派人，有道德的人。我也进一步了解了自己的处境，也进一层地懂得我们党和国家正在遭受空前的动难！ 某一天，来了八九个人，似乎各兵种的都有。其中一青年格外的积极，抢着给我说教，搬出了许多条文，累得满头大汗，上气不接下气他说：“你不要鬼鬼崇崇，混不过去了。”他一直在重复这句话，我纠正他不要说“崇崇”，而应说“祟祟”。他回答说：“反正都一样。”还把“班门弄斧”说成“搬门弄术”，再加上一些形象解释，我又给他纠正，真使人哭笑不得。 再一天来的似乎是一批老手，也很精明狡猾。一进门就要我站起来朗读墙上贴的各种语录条幅，大都是从“红宝书”上摘下来的，诸如“反对主观主义，反对教条主义，反对不实事求是，不忠诚老实、装腔作势、盛气凌人、自欺欺人”之类。我倒是很喜欢读，而且读到“反对不实事求是”之类的语录时，故意提高声音，且多读几遍。其中人总算听出了味道，要求我说明“是给自己读，还是给我们读，为我们听？”我说：“这是主席的话，谁都得听，谁听谁不听，我怎么知道？”他说：“你的读法是给我们听的。”我说：“那只好大家都听吧。”此后，他们把那些语录全去掉了。这不足以说明那时叫得震天响的“无产阶级专政”是什么货色吗？ 接着，他们又向我宣布：在任何情况下，交代问题时，都不能涉及毛泽东、周恩来、林彪三人的名字和事情。过了几天，再次重申这一原则时，又变成了六个人，即加上康生、江青和陈伯达。并且强调：在谈话中不仅不能涉及他们的事，即使一提他们的名字，都是犯罪。我反问了一句：“如果你们提出有关他们的问题时，我如何答复？”他们说：“不会间你这类问题的。”此后，全国十亿人口中，只有六个人受到保护，似乎进入了保险库。实际上在以后的谈话中，又不能不涉及到这六个人中的某一个，遇此情况，我只好用“他”或“她”来代称，显然这就很难使他们听得明白，而他们又不敢追问具体人的姓名。这种愚蠢的状态持续了相当长一段时期，渐渐地也就不再来纠缠了。 这期间，来了一批十九、二十来岁的女孩子，她们的长相一个赛一个，然而她们那种无赖劲，更是一个赛一个。她们那被扭曲了的灵魂，在这里得到充分的表演。她们出言不逊，任意侮辱人，张牙舞爪，推推搡搡。够了，我想起就痛心，我们文明古国，到底造就了一代什么“新人”？ ! 还要说到一个文化水平极低，不懂事理，又讲不清任何一个问题的人。他一坐下来就抠脚搔痒，态度十分蛮横，却分不清是非好歹。唯有他带来的一个北大的学生，是他的依托和帮手。我前前后后被他们纠缠了三个多月，仅仅为了这样一件事： 1949年末，我陪同毛主席访苏时，斯大林建议出版《毛泽东选集》毛主席则要求他派一位哲学家来帮忙，斯大林就指派了尤金。我因翻译《毛选》，同尤金来往较多。这是人所共知的事，而且这也反复交代过了。由于毛主席的亲自安排，中央宣传部部长陆定一曾陪同尤金遍游中华大地，并请尤金讲学。这些也是组织上了解的，我也反复交代过的，唯有尤金在苏联大使馆请陆定一、林莉、张锡俦和我参加了一次午餐，这样一件微不足道的事情被我遗忘了。三个多月的车轮战、罚站、折磨，就是为了这件事，他们的提问，只是要我交代陆定一同苏联的关系、同苏联大使馆的关系。我实在想不出还有什么“关系”没有交代，请他们提示一下，他们不肯，只骂我“不老实”，施加了种种的折磨。一天午饭后休息时，我脑海中突然浮现出尤金请我们到苏联大使馆参加午餐一事，那是他表示感谢帮助过他工作的几位中国同志的。于是我立即找他们说了这件事，他们似乎满足了。我却不想就此罢休！我说：“你们只知道同我在无足轻重的小事情上纠缠，却不愿了解实质性的问题。”他们装腔作势说他们什么都知道。我说：“不管你们知道还是不知道，我得告诉你们：尤金是毛主席的客人，是毛主席亲自和斯大林商定后，邀请尤金来中国的。陆定一是以中央宣传部部长的身份陪同尤金周游全国的，也是毛主席安排的。尤金周游和讲学回来以后，立即给主席写了一封汇报信，主席看了表示满意，而对陆定一回来'一声不吭'主席有意见。这些事你们都知道吗？怎么能怀疑我隐瞒陆定一同尤金有关系而加罪于我？！真是莫须有！” 1969年秋，秦监狱的医生忽然断言我患有恶性肿瘤，把我送到复兴医院。要求给我施行“手术”。医院接诊的是外科主任大夫（后升任院长）钱之达同志。他诊断不是肿瘤，没有必要动手术。但监狱来的人不答应，不但要求立即动手术，而且要在手术后立即把我带回监狱去。钱大夫却本着高尚的医德和责任感拒绝了他们的无理要求，绝不草率从事。于是他们用习惯的“专政”态度同大夫大呼大闹了一个多小时。钱大夫是寸步不让，决不苟且，毫不动摇！那些人只好押着我转回秦城。过了两三天，又送我到医院医治。钱大夫显然意识到了其中有蹊跷，也就特别的小心谨慎。我被隔离在单人房间，用一周的时间做各种检查和准备工作，然后顺利地做完了手术。虽然无缘无故地把我左胸脯的肉割去了半斤多，但由于钱大夫的精心安排和防范，总算没有发生意外，我又一次活了下来！术后三日，便把我接回了监狱。 我的身体在康复期间，食钦特别好，我自己暗暗庆幸。但不料祸从天降！一天午饭后几小时，我开始腹部疼痛，并不断加剧，至晚则上吐下泻，头错脑胀，不省人事，由于返回岗位的原监狱管理人员的救助，我又一次脱了险。后来知道这是一次食物中毒，共有七八个人，我因食欲好，是中毒最重的三个人中之一，但是怎样造成的食物中毒，却始终不知。 我在监狱里好像是孤身奋斗，实际上有着许多看不见的援救之手！直到1972年初，毛主席下了一道指示，约法三章：一、让犯人吃饱；二、让犯人睡足；三、没有病症时才可以审讯。并责成监狱管理人员不仅要遵照执行，还要原原本本地向犯人传达，征求犯人意见。从此才停止了种种虐待，伙食也有所改善，由全部粗粮变成全部细粮，可是我已经吃惯了窝窝头，觉得馒头没有窝窝头香，可是讨要窝窝头，也是没有。 “保险库”里的人也并不那么保险。大约1970年初，突然来了几个人，很神秘地要我揭发、交代陈伯达的问题，讲了很多，好言相劝。我问我们：“你们这是什么意思？讲的是真话还是想捉弄我？希望你们的态度放老实点。我已经被捉弄糊涂了，被折腾够了！前不久，你们还划了个'钢铁圈'，里面的六个人中就有陈伯达，是受到绝对保护的。连名字都不能提及，而今天却要我在太岁头上动土。收起你们这一套把戏吧，我不上当！”他们则苦苦劝说，捶胸发誓说他们不是耍圈套，而是有上级和毛主席、党中央的机密紧急指示。今天来，也还只是秘密调查，收集材料，在这里说的也还不能公开等等。我表示要考虑两天，待弄清问题再说，他们只好答应。我又问：“那么那个钢铁圈还存在不存在？”他们马上回答“没有什么钢铁圈。”我又说：“你们曾经宣布的六个人不许触及，只要触及其中任何一个人就要犯罪，还有效没有？这个罪我是犯不起的！”这使他们大伤脑筋。于是他们再次来时，把毛主席亲笔题词的复制件拿来给我看。那是几个大字和几行小字，原文已记不清了，大意是说陈伯大大闹庐山，几乎要翻天覆地，不待庐山会议开完，便不辞而去，不知所向何方。看了毛主席的题词，我答应写有关陈伯达的材料。他们嘱咐我，写好后，不可交任何人转，只要告诉公务人员，他们自己就会来取。 我当然实事求是地，据我所知，一是一，二是二地写了材料。但他们还是不断纠缠，反复“启发”我、提示我，授意我添油加醋，我说不能画蛇添足、弄虚作假。他们却说。 “你只管写，不要你负责。”我反驳说：“这是什么话？！我写的材料，却不要我自己负责，那还行？！既然你们认为可以弄虚作假、胡说乱写，那你们自己按需要去编造岂不更好么？！”后来才知道，他们正是利用了我的交代，而后加以歪曲，并偏造“中央文件”，其中说：“'苏修特务'师哲检举陈伯达……”背后给我加上罪名，以加重陈伯达的罪过。何其卑鄙？ !实际公开批判陈伯达，是我写了陈怕达材料的六七个月之后开始的。 兔死狐悲，唇亡齿寒。陈伯达被揪出后，可以想见康生那种危哉殆哉、战战兢兢、不可终日的鬼样子——他同陈伯达的拉扯关系是永远也交代不清楚的！但是，“吾发之，吾能收之”。康生只不过大大地虚惊一场，而真正后台却是林彪。 林彪摔死，我当时当然不会知道，但很快就来人了。来的还是那位操着胶东腔调的干部，另有二人相陪。这位干部绝对没有了以往的神气，而是一副哭丧相，看到他，我也就猜出个八九不离十。他要我揭发交代林彪的问题、我同林彪的关系等。我很乐意谈，于是兴致勃勃、滔滔不绝地向他们讲起了林彪三次访问莫斯科的情形、同高岗的会面和交谈的情形，又如何经过高岗给毛主席捎信等等。我谈得很上劲，这位干部却不耐烦，他心不在焉，听不下去，终于阻止了我的话。我十分惊讶！而他竞以十分沮丧和难过的表情说：“人都粉身碎骨了，还谈他干什么？！”看来，大戏快到终场了。 戏太大，尾声就不会大小。北京外语学院（前身是俄专）一批20岁上下的青年学生也来“提审”我。我离开该校已20多年，与他们可干？他们由几个教师模样的人带领，从上午就来到了，监狱的工作人员对他们说：“快吃中饭了，不能提审。”饭后又说：“要放风，不能提审。”可怜的娃娃们就这样等着。放风后，工作人员对我说：“有几个青年学生要找你谈话，但不着急，等一会儿再去。”最后带我去了，屋子里挤满了人。他们开口就宣布“纪律”，老一套。宣布完了说：“如果违反了这三条纪律，就要打烂你的狗头！”我问：“谁的头？”他们紧张了一下，其中一个说：“你的头。”我又问：“我的头怎么会长在狗身上？”他们无可奈何，在这里他们不敢动武。接着提了几个令人啼笑皆非的问题： 一、“为什么你要建议成立'俄语专修馆'？” 二、“为什么你要把俄专的教室、图书馆、食堂等处的名称都用俄文写成？” 三“你任用过你的私人吗？” 四、“张锡祷是怎样到俄专的？” 我说：“你们太辛苦了。”看守人员在门旁听着，也忍不住鄙夷地一笑，并催促他们快点收场。其实他们并无意弄清任何问题，只不过出于好奇，找借口来欣赏这座“高级监狱”而已。 前后审问过我的，不下百十人。但真正有自己头脑的，充其量不过一二人，其余全是稀里糊涂给人当棍子。 自1972年起，由一个青年战士专管二楼犯人，他20多岁，一口胶东话，有时同我聊聊，问长问短，表示对我很关心，我也表示愿意帮他做点什么，于是他告诉我，他们学习抓得很紧，但常遇到困难，特别是有些引用马克思、列宁的语句，既不知道它的出处，又不能深解其意，像此类问题，想来问问我是否可以？我十分高兴地满口答应：“只要我知道的，全部告诉你。”从此，他就有时带着问题来找我进行探讨。研究过三四次以后，我问他还有什么需要我帮他做的事情？他说图书馆的《马恩全集》全都需要包上书皮，以防损坏，问我愿不愿意做这件事？我的答复当然是肯定。于是他把书和必要的用具陆续送来。我花了几天功夫，把两套《马恩全集》几乎全部包上了书皮，并题写了书名。他很满意，对我也更关心了，有时我想吃青椒、葱、辣椒、盐、蒜、酱油、醋等等，他都想方设法给我弄来。有时厨房没有辣椒，他竟到狱外向群众讨要点来。我很感谢他，我们之间似乎形成了一种可贵的、真诚的友谊，而我的身体也迅速肥胖起来。 1975年邓小平主持中央工作时，5月的一天早晨，这位青年招呼我收拾行李。我知道这是要释放我，因为在押犯人己有许多人出去了。每天都有成批的人出狱。他让我把公物全部整理出来，只带属于我私人的东西，那条大棉被，是监狱发的，但归个人所有了，他极力劝我带上，并动手替我包装。但是我想的是：“把一切屈辱的痕迹都留在这里”，所以坚决不要。现在想起来，也许他是对的，我没有留下半点铁窗的“纪念品”。他把我的行李搬到监狱的大门口，装上汽车，然后站在高台上……我们的友谊再深，此时此地，他却不能挽留。他表情凄惨，心事重重地向我再三招手送别；我也同样，几回首…… 在监狱的十多年中，我利用一切可以利用的时间，拿我自己的俄文版《列宁全集》对照狱中图书馆的中文版《列宁全集》，从头至尾校对了一遍。开始时，由于管理人员不懂俄文，不知道我在看什么，所以不许我看，当我向他们解释这是《列宁全集》时，便没有理由禁止我了。我发现第28卷以后的各卷误译甚多，有的我批在书上，有的作了记录。出狱后把我的意见告诉了编译局。 十几年与世隔绝，社会和家庭都发生了巨大的变化。尤其是人们的观念和语言的变化。我只要开口讲话，孩子们就笑我，别人也瞪着奇异的眼光看我，好像我是个外星人，是个怪物，这是后话。 再说我虽从监狱出来了，但“案子”并没有了结，而是移交给公安部第一专案组继续审理结案。And me?仍旧被流放到陕西扶风，在扶风又呆了三年。 在这三年中，给我的案子做了五六次结论，主要是办案人员想不开，总不愿意这十几年白辛苦，于是纠缠不休。然而谎言终归不能成为事实！他们起草的“结论”上的胡言乱语一个一个被否定之后，只剩下一个费德林，死抓住他不放，把他作为我“里通外国、勾结苏修特务”的罪证，坚持要写在结论中（费德林和尤金一样是毛主席的客人，也是同我一起翻译《毛泽东选集》的）。有一次他们为此事来到扶风时，正值我的小女儿明朗来看望我，她在旁插话说：“难道给毛主席做事也有罪吗？！”他们顿时哑口无言，无所措手足。what!这就是经过风雨，见了世面的小青年！以后他们来谈话，就不许我的女儿在场。无理者却有权！ 直到1979年初，一切专案统统移交中央组织部，在胡耀邦同志主持下，很快给我做了最后的结论——“经13年审查，没问题”。 no problem!没问题为什么要把我关在监狱，泡上13年？加上前后流放的5年，共18年，18年啊！人生能有几个18年？ !对我个人来说，蹲监狱或许还是一种幸运，如果在外面，恐怕早就落得同王世英一样被活活打死的结局。 可是这一切都是为了什么？和我们相同或相近命运的人还有多少？数得清吗？而实际上真正暗藏在我们心腹之中的奸人、反革命分子，只有康生、江青之流极少数几个人。怎么就会弄得人妖颠倒到如此程度？ !中国封建社会几千年，几乎朝朝代代都不乏忠奸颠倒的事例，而“文革”则在中国历史上达到了登峰造极的地步！这一切悲剧的根源是什么？如果不真正汲取教训，还可能踏上覆辙！