Chapter 11 Chapter 11 It’s Difficult, I Found the Communist Party of China Only After Going to Europe

The shiny rails climbed over the September grass and meandered straight to the mines. The slopes are full of wild flowers. Although there is always a smell of coal dust in the air, all the white flowers and yellow flowers are still blooming cleanly. Mao Zedong jumped off the cab of the coal locomotive and waved politely.Wearing a green shirt and a red umbrella, he strode on the way to the mining area. The wind blew his hair fluffy, and this was his third trip to Anyuan.This time he was going to guide the road and mine workers' strike struggle that was brewing.A week ago, five CCP members including Chen Duxiu and Li Dazhao held fists under the banner of the Kuomintang. Mao Zedong learned the news in time.Mao Zedong believed that regardless of the prospects for the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, the Chinese Communists must try their best to promote the labor movement and fight to improve the living conditions of the working people in China. This is the mission of the workers' political party.

When Mao Zedong arrived at the gate of the Road and Mineral Workers Club, he found a large group of people surrounded by the gate, full of noise and fighting. He stood for a while, and immediately understood the whole story: several policemen wanted to He closed the door of the club, but was stopped by the workers who came after hearing the news.Mao Zedong saw the black basket standing on his head, with his hands on his hips, like a black King Kong.The black basket scolded people indiscriminately: "Mother, who dares to close the workers' club? He dares to close this door, and I will close his mother's door!"

"How dare you gather a crowd to make trouble? Are you scumbags going to die?" The policeman holding the seal was furious. Heitang took off his jacket: "I'm going to fight!" Seeing that there was going to be a fight, Mao Zedong quickly separated from the crowd, took a few quick steps, and squeezed in front of the policeman with a fierce face. "Which family came to seal the door?" Mao Zedong asked. The police said: "Damn, the county government!" Mao Zedong took the seal and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was the official seal of the Pingxiang County Government.

"That's wrong!" Mao Zedong raised his eyes and said. The policeman stared: "Why is it wrong?" "Is the governor of Pingxiang County surnamed Fan?" "The surname is Fan." "Is it Fan Zixuan?" "Master Fan Zixuan Fan." "This worker's club was established in April this year with the personal approval of Mr. Fan Zixuan. It has only been opened for five months. How could it be closed?" "This club runs a consumer cooperative, wins over workers, collects money, and fights against mines. Will it be paid back if it is not closed?"

Mao Zedong said: "Consumer cooperatives are set up to serve poor workers. Shopping is cheap. Everyone doesn't have much wages. Isn't it necessary to buy things for a profit?" The workers shouted in unison: "Yes!" Mao Zedong said: "Mr. Police Officer, have you heard everyone's voice? I believe that Governor Fan will never come to seize anything that the people approve of. Governor Fan loves the people like his own son, don't you know? You must be mistaken! " Hearing this, the policeman was also a little puzzled, and said, "It was our chief who asked us to seal it."

Mao Zedong said: "You go back quickly and ask your bureau chief to ask Governor Fan again, which door is closed, whether it is an opium den on the street or a workers' club. After asking clearly, it will not be too late to close the door again!" "Let's go!" The leading policeman changed his mind, and with a wave of his hand, the three policemen followed, listlessly. After the police left, Mao Zedong said to the workers: "I have heard that in the past two months, you proposed to increase wages, but the mine ignored it. You want to improve working conditions, and the foreman wants to beat people. Now, the workers' club is doing everything possible. Doing good things for everyone, the police are coming to seal the door again. How can we live through this kind of hard life?! An old saying goes: officials force the people to rebel, and the people have to rebel. Once the people rebel, the officials have to be afraid of the people. Didn’t it also scare the police away? As long as we make up our minds, hug together, and blow the siren to strike, the mines will not dare to be fierce again. Workers and masters, the way of life for people is to step on it from under your feet. If we don't step on it, there will be no road in front of us!"

"Mr. Mao is right!" Heitang said, "We wanted to blow the whistle a long time ago!" Just as Mao Zedong was about to continue talking, he suddenly felt that someone was pulling his trouser legs. He lowered his face and saw that it was a child's face, all gray and black. Mao Zedong recognized it: "Little oil lamp?" The ten-year-old little oil lamp raised his face, his eyes filled with tears. "Look, your nostrils are still black! So, little oil lamp, are you still going down the well? What about your father who doesn't love you?" Mao Zedong remembered Song Heimian, "I borrowed an umbrella from your father, I have to return his umbrella!"

The tears on the cheeks of the little oil lamp seemed to be broken. Mao Zedong was stunned.The little oil lamp hugged Mao Zedong's leg like a trembling grass leaf. Heitang explained to Mao Zedong: "There was a coal tunnel that was about to collapse. There were stones in the ground. Song Heimian refused to climb in, but the foreman kicked him in. Within two hours, the tunnel collapsed. Three people died in total." One, only one head and one hand of Song Heimian were pulled out." Mao Zedong felt blocked for a while, and said, "Have you complained for him?" "Call for injustice," many workers said, "you will be beaten when you shout! The foreman beat you hard, and Heicang got three mouths."

"Father!" Little Oil Lamp raised his face and cried loudly. Mao Zedong quickly picked up the crying child. He said that he was going to the cemetery to meet Song Heimian. He had an umbrella and he wanted to return it. A few months later, a large number of earthen graves were added to the cemetery, and the loess was all new.A few high and low cloth banners flutter desolately in the setting sun, like a few white bird wings.Standing in front of the grave, Mao Zedong felt tense. When will the tragic fate of Chinese workers be beaten and slaughtered?He bowed deeply to Song Heimian's grave, and said, "Last year, my paper umbrella was stuck on Xiaoyoudeng's grave. This year, I came to return your Song Heimian's umbrella, but it returned to the same place. "

On the small bamboo sign, the five characters "Tomb of Song Heilian" have been blurred by the rain. Mao Zedong sighed loudly: "Song Heimian, oh Song Heimian, this is not a place to hold an umbrella!" The little oil lamp knelt on the ground, weeping.The evening wind was blowing his thin body and the few sparse hairs on his forehead.Mao Zedong bent down and stretched out his hand, and picked up the trembling child again. That night, Mao Zedong slept at Song Heimian's house.He washed the feet of the little oil lamp, and slept on the same wooden bed with him, covered with the thin quilt covered by the dead man Song Hei's face, and smelled the smell of coal.The little oil lamp was hooked around the uncle's neck, and he slept soundly.Mao Zedong thought that next month, Kaihui would give birth to a child. Chinese children must not have the fate of little oil lamps.This little lamp is too bright.

Before going to bed, Mao Zedong had asked Jiang Xianyun and Song Shaolian of the Anyuan Communist Party branch to study the work, and planned to launch a strike of workers immediately.The strategy is set as "a sad soldier must win".Mao Zedong wrote a letter and asked someone to bring it to Li Lisan who was in Liling, asking him to rush back to Anyuan immediately and organize a strike. There is also Liu Shaoqi, Mao Zedong said, I will return to Changsha tomorrow, and Liu Shaoqi will be sent here immediately.Anyuan's whistle had to be sounded. The whistle was not pulled, and the gunshots rang out first. Five days before Anyuan blew the strike whistle, more than 3,000 workers on the Wuhan and Changsha sections of the Guangdong-Han Railway went on strike first. , Cut off communication.The black basket of the Anyuan Road and Mine Club brought a large group of workers to the Yuezhou section for support, but they were met with gunshots as soon as they arrived. Warlords never hesitate to send troops, and soldiers never hesitate to shoot.Xiao Yaonan personally threw down the suppressing command arrow, and when the command arrow was shot, the sound of gunshots immediately became mixed together. More than 70 workers were killed or injured, and there was blood on the rails and sleepers.When the news came out, the whole road was horrified, and the black basket held his bloody arm and commanded: "Pick the wounded into the carriage and send them to Changsha for treatment! Those who died will also be paraded with their corpses! Send them all to Changsha as soon as possible!" A large group of kind-hearted passengers poured out of the blocked train, helping the wounded to board the train one after another.They had all witnessed the bloody shooting of the rail sleepers just now. "How do you lift a dead man?" someone shouted, "Should we lift it into a coal truck?" "No," said several older passengers, "they are not coal, they are human beings, they cannot be pulled away like coal, they have suffered all their lives, we must put them where human beings are!" "Then let's free up a carriage," someone suggested, "to accommodate the dead workers!" Dozens of blood-stained corpses were thus carried into the carriage and placed on the passenger seat. The stiff arm was drooping, and it kept shaking with the rumbling sound, and the arm was covered with blood, one by one, like purple earthworms. When this special train arrived at Changsha Station, it was already dusk.Mao Zedong had already been waiting at the station.As one of the commanders of the Guangdong-Han Railway strike, Mao Zedong was extremely sad and indignant.As soon as the train arrived at the platform, it was surrounded by surprised and angry Changsha citizens.The wounded were carried off immediately and sent to the hospital on bamboo and wooden stretchers one after the other. Mao Zedong approached the carriage full of corpses.Bloody corpses are being brought out. "Mr. Mao!" Heitang couldn't hold back the tears when he saw Mao Zedong's face. Mao Zedong asked: "How many brothers were sacrificed in total?" The black basket said: "28. 24 on the railway, 4 on the mine." "Are there any women?" "There are two female workers." "How old is the oldest?" Heigang pointed to a stretcher being carried off the carriage: "That's him, a 72-year-old miner who has been pulling coal for 58 years!" "what is it call?" "It's called Qin Shuntu. His back is like a bow. It has been bent for 30 years, but you see, Mr. Mao, he didn't straighten until he died." "What about the youngest?" "Ten years old." "Ten years old?" Mao Zedong was shocked, "Where is it?" The lean body that was just carried out of the carriage was the ten-year-old boy.Mao Zedong took a few steps closer, took a look, and shouted: "Little oil lamp?" Tears immediately blurred Mao Zedong's eyes: "He...he also lay on the rails?" Heitang cried and said, "He said he wanted to avenge Dad..." Mao Zedong held the stretcher and refused to let him go.The crowd fell silent for a moment, watching this tragic scene.Mao Zedong stroked the child's hands, his knees, and the soles of his feet over and over again. Crystal tears flowed down one by one from Mao Zedong's cheeks. "Gentlemen! Compatriots!" Mao Zedong raised his tears and said loudly, "Look at this kid's elbow, his elbow is as thick as two leather palms! Look at this kid's knee, his The knees are as thick as two leather palms! Has any of you ever seen a ten-year-old child grow such a thick callus? I know his name, his name is Little Oil Lamp, he is only ten years old, and he is already out of reach He crawled in the coal mine of Wuzhi for three full years! He pulled coal, he lit the miner's lamp, he didn't have a few catties of flesh on his body, only his eyes and teeth were white! His father was killed by the foreman, and he himself, a child , was also shot by the warlord today! He only lived ten years, fellow countrymen! A Chinese child, living like a dog, only lived ten years!" Mao Zedong couldn't go on, and choked up. The crowd was silent like a volcano.There is something tumbling in everyone's heart. Mao Zedong raised his face and said in a louder voice: "In order to save our 72-year-old grandfather and our ten-year-old child, we Changsha workers and Changsha citizens can no longer remain silent. We must pay respects to Wu Peifu and Xiao Yaonan. Justice!" "Get justice!" The people in Changsha roared angrily, "Repay the debt of blood!" Mao Zedong immediately launched support.He called Changsha workers to a meeting at Xinhe Station Workers' Club, and he read out the following four resolutions: First, electrify the Ministry of Communications, enumerate the crimes committed by Yuehan Road Director Wang Shiyu, please withdraw and punish him immediately.Second, the Electricity Xujiapeng Station Federation must persist to the end.Third, send representatives to Xujiapeng to assist everything.Fourth, in any case, it is not enough to achieve the goal. The resolution proposed by Mao Zedong received thunderous applause and response.Twenty days after the strike, Wu Peifu and Xiao Yaonan were devastated and agreed to all seven conditions of the striking workers with gray faces. On the second day after Mao Zedong sent a telegram to the Ministry of Communications, Li Lisan and Liu Shaoqi blew the whistle in Anyuan on time.Seventeen thousand road and mine workers in Anyuan have become their own masters since the early morning of September 14. They shouted the slogan "before they were cattle and horses, now they must be human beings".Afterwards, Mao Zedong affirmed that this succinct statement fully met his requirement of "putting forth sad and moving slogans". After the people in Anyuan lived, the mine died.The locomotives, winches, and coal wagons all stopped, and the red cloth hoops, which the workers of the strike picket team put on, vigorously shook their left arms. Two days later, the road mine authorities sent someone to send a letter to the workers' club, asking striker representatives to negotiate with the martial law headquarters. The gatekeeper shouted angrily: "What are you doing?" "Hey, the two armies are at war, so don't kill them." The fat-headed messenger handed out the letter with both hands, and the ring on his hand was shining in the sun. "Who beheaded you?" said the worker, searching him. "Hey, I never dreamed in my life that I would be searched by Old Man Tan." "What did you say?" The fat man hurriedly bowed: "Now that Anyuan is a worker and has become the emperor, how dare the little one say anything? The little one doesn't look like a messenger, but a beggar and letter." Liu Shaoqi read the letter handed in by the gatekeeper and felt unhappy, so he handed it to Li Lisan, who read it and threw it away, feeling unhappy. Liu Shaoqi said: "What begging letter? It's not a begging letter, it's a letter of war! Just look at the tone of the authorities, they're still so arrogant!" Li Lisan felt that negotiations still needed to be done.Now that he has laid down his position, he has to beat him.He said: "I am the strike commander, I will go! I will negotiate!" There was a lot of opposition in the club, saying that now is not the time to negotiate. Heitang said in a particularly excited way: "Director Li, you can't show your face easily! Director Wang Hongqing offered a reward of 600 oceans for your head, life or death. The situation is very dangerous! It's not that you don't know about this situation! Don't be in a hurry, We are in a hurry!" Liu Shaoqi pulled his clothes, fastened the collar buttons, and said, "Comrade Li San doesn't want to go, I'd better take the lead. Since he came to find out the truth, we can't just ignore him. I'll go." "You can't go either." There was still a wave of opposition in the club, "It's a grand banquet! There are knives behind the screen!" Liu Shaoqi made up his mind to go there. Li Lisan was the commander-in-chief, so he shouldn't get caught up in it, but he could try it himself, and at worst, there would be a big scar on the mouth of the bowl.The interests of 17,000 people are tied to the waistband, worth it.Liu Shaoqi said: "Everyone, don't worry. If you want to catch tiger cubs, you must enter the tiger's den. There may be knives behind the screen. I went for the knives! I want to see whether they are holding steel knives or wooden knives!" The first thing Liu Shaoqi saw was the steel knife.He walked under the bayonet with his head held high.A long row of bayonet formations erected on both sides, each unit is shaped like a "herringbone", and real people walk under them.When Liu Shaoqi walked slowly through it, he suddenly had the feeling that he was an ancient person. This kind of ridiculous appearance is often seen in operas showing ancient people. This bayonet array was arranged in front of the office building of the Mining Bureau, and there were about forty bayonets in total.Before Liu Shaoqi walked into the bayonet formation, the black basket pulled him back and advised him not to go in.The black basket whispered in his ear: "Comrade Liu, they have transferred a lot of soldiers today, maybe they will really strike." Liu Shaoqi said that there is no need to be afraid. He said: "Li Hongcheng's brigade in Pingxiang only sent one battalion of soldiers and three hundred bayonets. As for us, there are seventeen thousand workers on strike. I want to see how these three hundred knives kill a Ten thousand and seven thousand workers! Heigan, go back, don't stop me." So Liu Shaoqi walked into the bayonet formation, and when he got out of the bayonet formation, he stepped on the steps of the mining bureau building.He saw a newly made wooden sign hanging at the entrance of the building. The words on the sign read like a tongue twister: Anyuan Special Martial Law Zone Martial Law Command. The Martial Law Commander, surnamed Li, was waiting for him in the conference hall on the second floor of the building. The 42-year-old Commander Li did not expect that today's opponent would be a 24-year-old man. The 24-year-old pushed the door open, threw the invitation letter in front of him, dragged a chair, and sat down safely.A series of movements are very skillful, as if at home. The creaking friction between the wooden chair and the faded wooden floor made Commander Li's teeth sore.Commander Li gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Creating rebellion has been a crime of execution throughout the dynasties! Why did your workers' club encourage Tan Gu to commit rebellion?" The heads of the Road and Mining Bureau asked one after another, "Why did you commit the riot?" These uneven voices were like the echoes of Commander Li, buzzing in the conference hall, which reminded Liu Shaoqi of the majestic sound made by the yamen servants after they patted the gavel in Qipinzhi County.So Liu Shaoqi folded his hands on his chest and said unhurriedly, "Master Commander, are you making a mistake?" "What did I do wrong?" "I think you made a mistake, completely wrong. You mistook the negotiating hall for a trial hall. Commander, I am negotiating with you today, not a trial. If it is a trial, it is such a trial: 17,000 An Anyuan Road and Mine Worker Severely Judges the Lawless Road and Mine Authorities!" When Liu Shaoqi said this, he stood up suddenly, put his hands on his waist, and stared fiercely at the commander of martial law with a fierce look. "The authorities haven't paid wages for several months," Liu Shaoqi said harshly. "The workers are extremely hungry. Don't they even have the right to eat? Scabs speak with sticks. It's inhumane. Workers are worse than bloody cows and horses. Don't they even shout?" Don’t you even have the right to save your life? Facing a strike, the authorities ranged from offering rewards on the heads of the workers’ leaders, to the worst cases, mobilizing troops to suppress them, and shooting recklessly. Didn’t you think that you were shooting your own parents when you pulled the trigger? ?" "Presumptuous!" Commander Li slapped the table, "Today, I can punish you, the representative of the ancient Tan, on the spot, so as to clarify the discipline!" If Commander Li had known that the black basket was under the order of Li Lisan to lead two hundred miners to break through the bayonets of the martial law soldiers and rush to the building of the Mining Bureau, he might not have slapped the table so rashly. After he slapped the table, Liu Shaoqi straightened his gray clothes and said with a smile: "Your Commander is good at Fa-rectification, I must have killed countless people. Today I am empty-handed and unarmed. I only have a heart in my skin and a cavity of blood. Commander Sir, if you want to pick with a spear or cut with a knife, it's up to you!" Before the words were finished, the sound of war drums was already roaring on the wooden stairs outside the conference hall. Immediately afterwards, a large group of black and ragged workers rushed into the room like a black tide. Commander Li and the heads of the mining bureau stood up in shock. Heicang opened his hands, desperately trying to stop the turbulence behind him, and he sternly said to Commander Yan, "Listen, today, whoever dares to touch a hair of Representative Liu, we will smash this situation!" Damn!smash!smash!Behind him was the roar of the tide. Commander Li hurriedly shouted: "Come on! Come on!" But no soldier entered the house. Heigang said: "The stairs are too narrow, none of your plague-like soldiers can squeeze up." Commander Li opened his mouth wide. "Look," Heigan threw a bayonet that had been broken in two on the ground, and there was a clang. "Even the bayonet is broken, it's really helpless." Commander Li sat down slumped, thinking to himself, damn it, why is there only a battalion of soldiers under strict restraint. Liu Shaoqi turned his face back and said to the workers: "There are too many people coming up, I'm afraid this building will collapse. Let's wait outside the building, we are still negotiating." "Yes, yes, the two sides are still negotiating." Commander Li took advantage of the situation and winked at the heads of the mining bureau present, hoping that they would respond to his words, but no one made a sound. The black basket led the workers downstairs and gathered outside the door, mingling with the martial law soldiers who drew bayonets.They knew that victory would not be too far away from Representative Liu. Sure enough, they only waited for two days.Two days later, the road mine authorities were forced to make concessions and signed a total of 13 agreements, agreeing to increase wages and agreeing to prohibit foremen from beating workers.The Anyuan road and mine workers' strike, which was a complete victory, was like the thunder of the Waking of Insects, and the sound shook the north and the south. Under the protection of the guards, Sun Yat-sen walked to the conference hall.This is a key meeting of the Kuomintang in Shanghai. Nearly a hundred Kuomintang backbones from various provinces in Shanghai gathered together. September of this year was not only an important month for the Chinese Communists to work hard to carry out the labor movement, but also a critical moment for the Chinese Kuomintang to strengthen its own transformation. Sun Yat-sen looks very good today.He specially put on the gray "Chinese tunic suit" with four pockets sewn on which he personally participated in the design, and he felt very energetic.When he strode into the conference hall, the applause broke out.Sun Yat-sen waved to the applause frequently, he knew that his party supported him.Although many party members have misgivings, on the whole, the pledge of allegiance pressed by all his followers when they joined the party has not faded. He is confident about it.Two days ago, he successfully convened the first meeting to study and improve the Kuomintang plan, and the meeting unanimously approved Sun Yat-sen's idea of ​​reorganizing the Kuomintang.Today, he would solemnly announce that Chen Duxiu and other nine members were members of the Drafting Committee of the Kuomintang Party Affairs Improvement Proposal, responsible for drafting the Chinese Kuomintang Party Program and the General Constitution of the Chinese Kuomintang.This is a very bold move.He knew there would be opposition, but he also knew there would be more applause to support him.He has no way out.There is a retreat, but it is covered with shrapnel from Chen Jiongming. So after he outlined the essence of reorganizing the Kuomintang at this meeting, he began to introduce the characters he had to push without hesitation.He said: "Now, I would like to introduce Commissioner Chen Duxiu to all comrades. Please come and take a seat here." Applause sounded, crackling crackling.Chen Duxiu, in a suit and leather shoes, walked up to the main table with great ambition, and sat down beside Sun Yat-sen, showing no modesty at all. Sun Yat-sen said: "Chen Jun has been calling for the spirit of democracy and science for many years. He has written a lot and won the trust of the people of the country. Last year, he went on to establish a party and start a business, and became the leader of the Chinese Communist Party. Seven days ago, he was introduced by Comrade Zhang Ji and led by me. He also joined the party as an individual. Sun Wen thought that because of Chen Jun's joining, the party will definitely get a big boost in improving and innovating party affairs!" The applause rang out as expected, even more enthusiastic than expected.Chen Duxiu stood up to the applause, smiled and nodded.At this time, he could clearly hear someone shouting in the back row: "Welcome Mr. Chen!" "There is hope for the Kuomintang!" At the same time, he also saw a participant who he later found out was Deng Zeru stood up angrily, stared at the back row, and ordered to stop: "It's so noisy, how decent it is!" Zhang Ji maintained order: "Quiet! Be quiet!" Sun Yat-sen announced again: "The Prime Minister appointed Chen Duxiu as a member of the drafting committee of the party's party affairs improvement plan, and at the same time as a drafting member of the party affairs improvement plan!" The applause sounded again, and Chen Duxiu stood up again.There were also those who did not applaud, for example: Zhang Ji, who was sitting in the first row, applauded very special, his hands could hardly be closed.Lin Sen sat without moving a muscle, expressionless.Deng Zeru folded his hands on his chest, his face was uglier than crying. Ma Lin and Chen Duxiu hold on to the railing of the bridge, facing the wind and overlooking the Huangpu River.The area around Waibaidu Bridge in Shanghai is a place where the two of them often like to walk. "A good beginning is half the battle," Marin said. "I saw another successful Java. I think that as long as Sun Yat-sen can accept the slogan against imperialism, everything can go to the Kuomintang. The CCP should draw up such a Policy: All work belongs to the Kuomintang!" Chen Duxiu shivered.What made him shiver was not the slightly cool autumn wind on the Huangpu River, but the cold current that Ma Lin said, at least Chen Duxiu thought it was a cold current. "What are you talking about, Comrade Marin?" He asked in surprise, "All work...belongs to the Kuomintang?" Marin is very sure: "All work belongs to the Kuomintang!" Chen Duxiu never expected that Marin would propose such an extreme policy.But this time he didn't want to contradict Marin.He doubts himself a little now.Ever since the establishment of the policy of intra-party cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, especially seeing Sun Yat-sen so relying on the backbone of the Communist Party to transform the Kuomintang, Chen Duxiu has become more and more suspicious of his previous stubbornness. It seems that Duxiu alone cannot succeed everywhere alone. .Sometimes Marin's vision is really farther than his own.He felt that Marin was a midday cat with narrow eyes, while he saw everything white in the midday sun. Marin is not only a cow forest, but also a cat forest. When walking down the Waibaidu Bridge slowly, Chen Duxiu sighed slowly: "Since I organized the Inspirational Society in Anhui in the 28th year of Guangxu, I have never doubted myself. It is not because of one incident that one does not gain one's wisdom. These two Yue, I think a lot. I think, I should look at the things around me more objectively. I have always been proud of my talents, and I always look down at people from a high place." Marin said: "Man, you really have to blame yourself often." "I want to try my best to keep up with you." Chen Duxiu said this very sincerely. "It's not easy for you to say this." Ma Lin suddenly felt that he fell in love with Chen Duxiu. Chen Duxiu smiled. Marin pointed to the Huangpu River under his feet: "Actually, like you, I have a condescending temper." "Yes, yes," Chen Duxiu said, "Two months ago, an ex-soldier approached me and asked to join the Communist Party. I, alas, also rejected him." "What old soldier?" "Don't mention him," Chen Duxiu sighed, "I just regret it." Zhu De was wearing a light gray suit, walking on the path leading to the hotel.His gait always has a military demeanor. This old soldier who was accidentally remembered by Chen Duxiu appeared in Berlin, Germany in the late autumn of 1922.Zhu De already knew that Zhou Enlai was the head of the European branch of the Communist Party of China, so once he found out that Zhou Enlai was in Germany at that time, he made a special trip from France to Germany.He felt that he had to meet Zhou Enlai, not only to meet, but also to let the other party see his heart during the meeting. Therefore, when he sat on the oak chair in front of Zhou Enlai, his narration was extremely sincere. "Mr. Zhou, I left Shanghai for Paris on a French cruise ship. When I heard that you were doing business in Berlin, I rushed over immediately. On the way to Europe, I passed through Saigon, Singapore, India, and Egypt, and saw the colonies with my own eyes. The miserable lives of ordinary people in this country. The world is full of suffering. I firmly believe that Marxism can save the people all over the world. Mr. Zhou, I used to be an old soldier, and I am deeply sorry for that. Now I have completely left the old army and completely quit opium Smoke. Mr. Zhou, please believe my sincerity, I earnestly apply to join your party." He handed out an application form with both hands, right in front of Zhou Enlai.Then Zhu De talked about Mr. Chen Duxiu, and said that Mr. Chen Duxiu once examined his tortuous life in Shanghai, and finally turned this examination into a rejection.All of Zhu De's narrations appear objective and sincere. After Zhou Enlai finished reading the application form, he looked at Zhu De with a lot of emotion in his heart. Comrade Chen Duxiu, he thought, we should do as little as possible to pour cold water on hot blood! Before Zhou Enlai could speak, an 18-year-old youth with a square face suddenly pushed the door open and entered the room. "Ah, our mimeographer doctor is here!" Zhou Enlai laughed. Deng Xiaoping was indeed in the dust.He was wearing a blue overalls, carrying a bulging travel bag, and his forehead was covered with thin drops of sweat. "You just came from Paris?" Zhou Enlai asked Deng Xiaoping to sit down. "Come on, brother, sit down and drink tea first! Oh, the tea leaves are gone. Make a cup of coffee?" Zhu De said: "I have Yunnan tea bricks with me. All the way on the boat, it all depends on it!" Deng Xiaoping grinned: "From Yunnan? Half a fellow!" Zhu De also heard the Sichuan flavor in Deng Xiaoping's words. Deng Xiaoping said: "I am from Guang'an, Sichuan! My surname is Deng, Deng Xixian." Zhu De said: "I've been carrying guns in Sichuan for a long time too. Cough, I'm so ashamed, so I won't mention this part. My surname is Zhu, Zhu De." Zhou Enlai enthusiastically broke off a pinch from the small tea brick and poured it into boiling water. "Hometown tea, delicious!" Deng Xiaoping took a teacup, took a sip, smacked his lips in satisfaction, then took out a large stack of mimeographed publication "Youth" from his travel bag, and handed it to Zhou Enlai. "The second issue is out, and it's "The Communist Party of China and Its Current Policies" written by Zhang Shenfu. These will be distributed in Germany." "It's too timely!" Zhou Enlai browsed the catalog. "Why the Kuomintang and the Communist Party should cooperate sincerely. This truth must be explained to Chinese students in Europe at present! Well, it's good that we didn't mention that all work belongs to the Kuomintang." Deng Xiaoping asked: "What about the next manuscript?" "I've already prepared it, so you can go over it first." Zhou Enlai took out a stack of manuscripts and handed them to Deng Xiaoping, and then spoke to Zhu De with a very kind look in his eyes, "Mr. Zhu De, I've thought it over, and I'm willing to be your introducer for joining the party." "Really?" A flame ignited deep in Zhu De's pupils.He didn't believe it.He couldn't find the Communist Party of China in China, and he found it with great difficulty, and people wanted him; when he searched outside China, he immediately found the Communist Party of China, and people wanted him. Zhou Enlai: "There is an old saying that people are not more valuable than having no faults, but more valuable than being able to correct them. Our party should greatly welcome brave comrades like you! How about this, I will contact Comrade Zhang Shenfu, and the two of us will Someone introduced you to the party." "Mr. Chen Duxiu, the leader of your party, refused me to join." "I know that, you have just said it." "I can't say it again, he's worried about me." "That was in the past. I will send your application back to China right away." "Mr. Chen Duxiu, will he tell me again that you are an old soldier..." "He won't say that again, I am convinced of this. If he knows that you have traveled across the sea in search of the truth and found the Chinese Communist Party in Europe, he will definitely raise his glass for you." Zhou Enlai stood up , refilling the water for the guests, "For the fundamental interests of the Chinese nation, the KMT and the Communist Party can cooperate closely. Can our party reject a brave fighter who urgently wants to devote himself to the cause of proletarian liberation?" Deng Xiaoping suddenly asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you, Mr. Zhu?" Zhou Enlai turned his face and found two lines of tears on Zhu De's cheeks.Zhu De strode onto the balcony. The October sun is bright.He struggled to control his emotions in the sun.Marx was a German. He heard the warmest words in the world in the hometown of the respected Mr. Marx. The red-skinned baby boy was held on Mao Zedong's chest very carefully.The baby fell asleep and didn't cry.The day before Zhou Enlai accepted Zhu De's application for joining the party, Mao Zedong, the 29-year-old Secretary of the Executive Committee of the Hunan Region of the Communist Party of China, became a father.When he picked up the baby in Changsha Xiangya Hospital, he had a strange feeling in his heart. He bowed his face and told Yang Kaihui who was lying on the bed that what he was taking over now was a kind of responsibility, which was almost as important as the fate of the country. After hearing this, Yang Kaihui felt at ease.Two hours ago she had bitten her lip through the pain, but now she feels no pain anywhere.She felt that what her husband said just now was particularly pleasant to her ears. Mao Zedong looked at the baby carefully again. "Ah, the eyes look like mine. Although they haven't opened yet, they definitely look more like me. The nose looks like you. What about the hair? It's neither like me nor like you. It's sparse!" Yang Kaihui smiled wearily: "I'm so impatient, the president will be together. Runzhi, think about it and come up with a name." Mao Zedong said: "He Huzi, what are you doing standing outside the window? You come in, come in! He Huzi, you are born as a scholar, you have a great name, and you must plan it." He Shuheng carefully looked at the baby's face, put his hands behind his back, walked a few steps, and said in a thoughtful tone: "How is it determined in the Mao family tree?" Mao Zedong said: "The old ancestors have set the family certificate of 20 generations of descendants. The 20 characters are arranged in this way: Li Xian Rong Chaoshi, Wen Xuan Yun Jixiang, Zu Si Yi Zeyuan, generations of eternal prosperity. Ze Zi generation In the back, it should be the generation of Yuan. He Huzi, I think, the child's character should be called Yuanren." He Shuheng nodded: "Yuan Ren, good! Be confident!" Yang Kaihui said: "What about the name?" Mao Zedong said: "He Huzi, look, my name is Mao Zedong, Ze Zhidong, where is it?" "The east of Ze, the shore!" "An, He Huzi, do you think it's okay?" "What's wrong? The east of Daze is Da'an. Only when there is luster can there be shore, and only when there is shore can there be lust. You father and son are connected." "How about calling it Anying? Mao Anying!" "Very good, great hero on the shore!" The baby suddenly started crying. Mao Zedong frowned: "Ah, ah, ah, he shouldn't be protesting, right?" "how?" "He doesn't want to go ashore, he wants to be a dragon in the East China Sea!" "Runzhi, he won't protest that you didn't get a good name, he's protesting that he's hungry! You can't just feed him your name!" "Ah!" Mao Zedong hurriedly handed the crying baby to his wife, "Nurse and nurse, He Huzi, let's go outside." Walking outside the hospital, Mao Zedong said to He Shuheng: "You have to give the staff an opinion. I have an idea. I want to hire Heming to Hunan to be a senior of our Hunan Self-study University. What do you think?" "That's good, the question is, will Heming come or not?" "Do you want to kiss me, people from my hometown!" "I heard that he has always had problems with Chen Duxiu?" "Heming opposes bipartisanship." "Also a stubborn temper." “反正我们这个自修大学里，也不开'两党合作'课，是不是？” 一句话说得何胡子呵呵大笑。 年底，脾气倔强的李达，应毛泽东之邀到达长沙，就任毛泽东和何叔衡创办的湖南自修大学学长。他到达的当天，就对毛泽东讲述了他的激烈的意见，他说：“我一向是研究理论的，我不相信分别代表两个对立阶级的政党能为同一个理想并肩作战！” 毛泽东有一天抱着3个月的婴孩专门到自修大学去看李达夫妇。毛泽东坐在炉子边，对王会悟说：“你看，你是教会学校的学生出身，传统女工却做得那么好，你给岸英做的小丝绵绵袄这么漂亮这么贴身，开慧可夸死你了。”又说：“你看看这孩子的前脑门，这么宽。后脑勺呢，这么厚。一代胜过一代的道理绝对是不错的。他这一代大起来，一定比我们想得多，想得深。我们有时候自以为聪明，自以为人间至理尽在心中，咬文嚼字，牛气十足，到他们这一代大起来，再来看我们这些人，保不定就会哈哈一笑，说：'真亏得你们这些人，还做了我们的父辈，你们这种种的背时想法，闹糟了多少事！'” 岸英哇哇哭起来，小拳头一颠一颠，毛泽东说，啊呀呀，他现在就提意见了！年轻一代真是性子急！ 毛泽东说着这些话的时候，李达正用一根细木棍捅炉子，没有插一句话。关于他们对陈独秀李大钊加入国民党的意见，他再也没有同毛泽东提起。 陈独秀刷牙，满口白沫。他的刷牙一向节奏很快，他没有想到一辆有着同样急奏的马车，此刻正载着李大钊急驶而来。 陈独秀最后漱了几下口，呸呸地喊。这里是北京中国劳动组合书记部的办公处，青砖地面，房高窗宽。已任中共中央机关刊物《新青年》主编的瞿秋白也很早起身，他正弯着腰，一边咳嗽一边往炉子上搁茶壶。 窗外传来得得的马蹄声，蹄声越来越响。一会儿，如一阵风似地，李大钊推门进屋了。李大钊的脸色相当可怕，一阵青，一阵白，两撇黑胡子也抖得厉害。 “怎么了，守常？”陈独秀问。 李大钊说：“吴佩孚，昨天……开杀戒了！” 陈独秀洗脸洗了一半，愣住了。 李大钊说：“昨天，湖北督军肖耀南奉吴佩孚命令，包围京汉铁路总工会，悍然开枪，罢工工人死伤惨重！” 陈独秀的毛巾跌落在脸盆里，水花飞起，湿了他的衣襟。 在中国共产党党内对国共合作方式还有不同意见的情况下，震惊全国的“二七惨案”在1923年发生了。直系军阀吴佩孚下令镇压工人罢工，向京汉铁路总工会江岸分会数万名赤手空拳的工人和纠察队员开枪射击，当场打死三十二人，伤两百余人。京汉路沿线各站罢工工人也遭到武力镇压，共有五十余人死亡，三百余人受伤。 李大钊痛心疾首：“罢工领袖林祥谦被活活砍死，绑在电线杆上，一刀一刀地砍！武汉工团联合会律师施祥也被杀害！昨天郑州有人连夜赶来北京，带来了血衣！” 说到这里，李大钊一下子拉开了自己的棉袍纽扣。他身上穿着一件沾满鲜血的衣褂。 瞿秋白推推眼镜，细细看这血衣。血似乎还没有干，一块一块凝结在衣服的肩部、腰部和胸部。 瞿秋白张口结舌。他刚与陈独秀从莫斯科开罢共产国际第四次代表大会归来，回北京还不满一个月，谁知就风雨突来，京汉铁路遍地血水。他一屁股跌坐在凳子上，说：“这个吴佩孚，前几日还在叫保护罢工，伪君子！禽兽不如！” 李大钊指着陈独秀说：“仲甫，你也被通缉了！马林也被通缉了！你马上跟我走。秋白，你也一齐走。快收拾一下文件，这里不能呆了。马车就在外面。” “啊，”陈独秀叫起来，“你又想赶车把我送到天津？” “不，换个安全的地方。我联系妥当了。仲甫啊仲甫，军阀又给我们上了一堂大课啊！” 瞿秋白说：“国共两党合作，必须加快步子！” “对，”李大钊说，“很明显的道理：没有强有力的同盟军，没有自己的武装，工人阶级就只能挨屠刀！这回，算是看清吴佩孚的真面目了！我的同学白坚武总是说他同情工农大众，我还一直对他抱有幻想！这回，算看透了！” 他手抚血衣，几滴眼泪落了下来。 瞿秋白说：“守常，别难过！……” 李大钊说：“我难过的是，面对反革命的屠刀，我们党内还有不少同志依旧反对革命的联合！仲甫，为了中国革命，两党合作的步伐，一定要加快！” 陈独秀拍拍桌上的报纸，示意李大钊看。这是一份元旦的报纸，上载有《中国国民党宣言》。陈独秀说：“孙中山看来是完全有诚意的，看看他的《宣言》就可以明白！守常的意思，我懂。我也再三说过，要加快两党合作步伐。一个国焘，一个和森，总是唱双簧拖后腿！秋白，你是《新青年》主编，你记住，宣传一切工作归国民党的方针，不能动摇。” 瞿秋白心里格登了一下。这种提法，他总觉得不妥，太缺自信。 李大钊也有不同看法：“仲甫，我倒是想跟你商议，一切工作归国民党，这提法，是不是妥帖？” 陈独秀眼一瞪：“今天别讨论这个了，没时间了，既然守常要赶我们上马车，我们就赶快躲进帘子后面去吧。只是，守常，把血衣脱下来，我穿！” “不安全！” “你就安全了？” “还是先走吧！” “不！”陈独秀咬牙切齿，“脱下血衣，我穿！守常，我心里难受！若再不跟国民党紧密配合，尽早打倒军阀统治，将是我们中国共产党人的严重失职！” 几分钟后，陈独秀穿上血衣，浑身上下成了个血人。 让我闻几天血腥气吧，他跺地说，娘的，这就是中国！ 坐进马车的时候，他又说，据闻，孙中山在海上平叛之时要卧薪尝胆，薪没找着卧，胆倒尝了一颗。他有胆了。我陈独秀虽未上沙场，今日却也一身是血，我见血了。一个肚中有胆，一个浑身见血，血胆集于一体，何愁大业不成？ 会议要开始，委员长却迟迟不进厅堂，闹得张国焘心里发急，一会儿看看怀表，一会儿又仔细听听隔壁的声音。 隔壁的声音若是仔细听，隐约也能听见，陈独秀本来就是大嗓门，这会儿又在气头上，更是出言凌厉，所以张国焘听清了，听得心烦意乱。 张国焘对大家说：“诸位，今天的日程是本党委员长作工作报告。他在隔壁有点事，请诸位稍候！” 此次会议很要紧，是中共第三次全国代表会议，专门选在重新设立了孙中山革命政权的广州召开，着重讨论国共合作问题。穿过二七大罢工死难者血衣的陈独秀很看重这次会议，他已坚信了这样一条：要赢得中国民主革命的胜利，不能由工人阶级孤军奋战，而必须同民族资产阶级、小资产阶级、农民，结成广泛的反帝反封建的革命统一战线。 这是他在夜深人静时听见的钟声，声音很清晰。他听见的不是“夜半钟声到客船”的寒山寺之响，也不是西子湖南侧的那口悠静超然的南屏晚钟之音，他听见有一大排钟声在一起敲，类似于莫斯科远郊的苏兹达里教堂的那编连在一起的二十几口铜钟。众多的铜钟一起翻滚而鸣，那活脱脱就是一种军阵气势。陈独秀听到的就是这钟钟声。他好几次半夜三更坐起来，盯着半明半黑的窗户看，他能听见这种钟声就在不远不近的地方滚动，那个地方不是别的地方，是他灵魂的边缘。 会议已经开过一天。会址选在广州东山的恤孤院后街31号。广州六月，天气奇热，太阳把一口透明的大锅热辣辣地倒扣在这个灰白色的城市上，代表们一边摇扇一边发言，态度都是出奇地冷静，连张国焘都不再持反对的意见，蔡和森的立场也大大缓和。蔡和森的变化，估计是毛泽东做了工作。李大钊、张太雷等人就更不用说了，都同意中共正式确定实行国共合作之方针，建议全体共产党员都以个人名义加入国民党。而陈独秀此时却在辣辣地流汗，一半从皮肤流出来，一半从心情流出来。他怎么也没想到，吃辣椒吃过头的李达会专门从湖南急急忙忙赶来广州，再一次来同他较真，要他放弃国共两党党内联合的方针。 陈独秀没有按时进入会场，他一直走动在厅堂东侧的偏房砖地上，并且拍了桌子。他的厚实的手掌打在一张满是裂缝的红漆方桌上，生生地痛。而李达闻见桌响也处变不惊，一点不买账，他的圆眼镜子后面的那两道目光始终顽固而深邃。 他说：“独秀同志，你不用拍桌。我并不想有意得罪你。我是为了党的原则，才特地赶到广州来与你讨论的。我认为一切工作归国民党的提法绝对错误，我认为共产党员绝对不能通通加入国民党！” “共产党员必须全部参加国民党！这是共产国际的决议！”陈独秀一下子就搬来了莫斯科，以前他是最反对这种搬运的。 “共产党员都成了国民党员，还叫什么共产党？！” 陈独秀又击桌：“你别以为只有你才懂无产理论！” 李达忍受不住，一时热血上涌，对着红漆方桌，像陈独秀一样举起了拳头。 “你也想拍桌子？”陈独秀瞪出眼珠。 “我为什么不能拍？”李达立时下手，也是嘭的一声，“对于无产理论，我不比你多懂，可也不比你少懂！” 话犹未了，桌上那只瓷花茶碗已被陈独秀抓起，并被狠狠摔在地上。boom!瓷花碎片在青砖地上优美地溅舞，像单薄的友情一样刹那间裂成了东南西北。 陈独秀尖利的声音同瓷片一样清脆：“共产党和无产阶级的独立性，此时此刻对中国而言，都是鬼话！你李达违反党的主张，我有权开除你！” 李达踢了一脚瓷碗碎片，把一块最大的碎瓷片踢到墙角，他的圆圆的头颅随之昂起：“开除不要紧！原则性决不让步！陈独秀，我实话告诉你，我李达也并不重视你这个草莽英雄！” 陈独秀气得直打哆嗦。 “你……你想干什么？！”他吼，吼得山响。 李达除下眼镜子，擦一擦，平静地戴上：“我不想干什么，刚才动动嘴，现在想动动腿。” “你当然可以走！” “我当然走！” “走了就别回头！” “回头不是李达！”李达摔门就走。 神色紧张的毛泽东忽然出现在门口，他迎头拦住李达：“鹤鸣兄！” 李达一把推开对方的手。他知道碎裂的茶碗已经深深地戳痛了许多同志的心。毛泽东就是一个。毛泽东在隔壁可能一直竖着耳朵。自己赶来广州找陈独秀，毛泽东一直是反对的，但是脚长在自己身上，他缚不住。 “鹤鸣兄，”毛泽东低声耳语，“我们好好谈谈。” 陈独秀吼：“谈什么！让他走！” 毛泽东垂了手，他两只手的手心都是汗。 李达昂首跨过两道门槛，推开大门。毛泽东默默盯着他的背影。他脊背笔直，灰布长衫上，白花花的，皆是南国亮晃晃的阳光。 毛泽东走进屋里，屋里温度很高。他看着陈独秀，一时说不出话。 “让他去！中国共产党不少他一个！”陈独秀仍旧大声呼叫，恨声不绝。 “仲甫，鹤鸣反对国共合作，我也绝对不赞成他的立场。” "now it's right!" “我支持你的两党合作构想，赞成全体共产党员加入国民党。孙中山有很高的威望，国民党在北洋军阀统治区有合法地位，诸葛亮都知道要借东风，共产党为什么不借呢？再说，众人拾柴火焰高，只有很高的火焰才能照亮中国。这也是很明白的道理。” 陈独秀的情绪渐渐平复。他长长地呼出一口气。 “有理，润之，你的见解有理。”他说，“你湘区工作就做得很出色，你一向注意阶级的联合和民众的联合。润之，此次会议，你可以谈谈湖南。不，润之，你必须谈谈湖南！” “话说回来，鹤鸣的想法，也有他几分理。” 陈独秀一愣，瞪眼说：“无理！” 毛泽东微微一笑，伸出拳头，动动拳头上的大拇指：“仲甫，共产党国民党即使在捏成拳头之后，也总须有一根指头居于中心位置。我想，中国共产党，应该是这只大拇指。鹤鸣的出发点，其实，就是这个大拇指的意思。” 陈独秀鼻子哼一声，说：“都说润之说话好比喻，果然如此。” “我提议，本次代表会议的决议案，应当明确写上一段话。” 陈独秀注意地看着他，认真起来。 毛泽东思索了一下，说：“是不是能这样写：我们加入国民党，但仍旧保存我们的组织，并须努力从各工人团体中，从国民党左派中，吸收具有阶级觉悟的革命分子，渐渐扩大我们的组织，谨严我们的纪律，以立强大的群众共产党之基础！” 陈独秀眼睛一圆，手指对方，说：“润之，本次大会后，你就留在中央工作，别回湖南了。” 毛泽东一愣：“什么？” “你担任党中央秘书，处理中央日常工作。” “仲甫，我怕是不能胜任。” “我需要你的协助，润之。” 陈独秀的这句话说得很轻，说完之后，他就注意地盯着毛泽东的眼睛。他希望这双眼睛里能迅速闪现出一些火花来。然而他看到的只是一双温和的眼睛，带着一些深思，带着一些智慧。 走了一个湖南人，这个湖南人呢，又不肯来，一个微妙的感觉像一根火柴棍一样迅速划过陈独秀心底，但是还不等这根火柴闪出火来，张国焘便挟着一股风推开了门。 “独秀同志，大家在等你，都等急了。哦，润之陪在这儿！” 毛泽东说：“仲甫，我先去会场。” 陈独秀沉着脸，脸上缺少表情。毛泽东跨出门槛之后，又回过了头。毛泽东清清晰晰地对他说了一句话。 “仲甫，”毛泽东说，“我赞成你最后表示的那个意见。” 他带上门，走了。 陈独秀松了一口气。他问张国焘：“都等急了么？我还想抽棵烟。” 他摸出一根粗粗的雪茄，点上。 张国焘说：“我见李达走了，脾气好大。” “他下船了！前年上的船，如今下了！” 张国焘听不明白。 陈独秀喷出一口浓烟：“他脱党了！” “怎么？”张国焘呆了。 陈独秀狠狠说：“他观点同你一样，比你还凶。” “独秀同志，我的观点是公开的。我不像有些人那样，骑墙！再说，我的观点，起初也是跟着你的观点来的。无非是你后来步子走快了，我想赶，一时赶不上而已。你说，是不是这个情况？至于李达，李达今天确实凶，他要不凶，你也不会摔茶杯。我知道茶杯是你摔的，他惹得你很生气。我有一个疑问，这个李鹤鸣，怎么会那么凶？本党二次代表会议之后，他一直被毛泽东拉在湖南，做自修大学的学长，他的一而再再而三的对抗，有可能不是孤立的吧？” 陈独秀一愣，这话是什么意思呢？他问：“你是说润之？” “我就是说他。”张国焘的表情又诚恳又贴己。“独秀同志，你要小心被他牵着鼻子走。” 陈独秀突然把点燃不久的雪茄揿在桌沿上，揿灭了。他的那股刚刚散去的焦躁的情绪，倾刻间又回来了。他举起手，直指张国焘的鼻子说：“湖南共产党的工作是跑在全国前面的，如果湖南能牵动本党的鼻子，我以为再好不过！” 他推开门，大踏步走了出去。张国焘讨了个没趣，紧步跟上。 陈独秀在中共三大上多次作了发言，他的口气时而激烈，时而舒缓，他对国共两党合作的前景和果实均充满了希望。他认为北伐在国民党改组之后必定能迅速发动，中国的反帝反封建的革命运动随之将会空前高涨。他的饱满而激昂的情绪感染了每一个同志。他的手臂挥动如重锤，以至于代表们顺着他的肘部关节的运动，已经清晰听见了北洋军政府的统治大厦行将崩坍的叽叽嘎嘎的声音。 这次代表会议正式确定了实行国共合作的方针，决定全体共产党员以个人名义加入国民党，同时也反对一切工作归国民党的右倾观点，认为必须坚持中国共产党在政治上组织上的独立性。会议选举陈独秀、李大钊、毛泽东、蔡和森等9人为中央委员，继续推选陈独秀为委员长，推选毛泽东任秘书，负责中央的日常工作。 当晚，毛泽东与李达依依话别。 珠江之夜，时近子时，风仍未转凉。挂着桅灯的小货轮不断拉响汽笛，短促而沉闷。 “回长沙去是对的，鹤鸣兄。”毛泽东说，“你是知道的，湖南的同志不会对你有成见，今天，湘区各项工作，还是要请鹤鸣兄鼎力相助。” “我已经不是共产党了。” “你还是布尔什维分子。” “苦痛也在于此，润之。”李达慢慢地掏出一块手绢，按按眼角。毛泽东知道李达的心在沉淀之后，格外痛苦。 毛泽东同时知道，杯盏落地，瓷片远溅，这些倔强而尖利的碎片就再难聚合成杯了。世界上有许多悲剧都是这样造成的。友谊炽热得忽然蒸发，性格一放纵就转化成了历史。 李达又说：“宣传社会主义的小册了，我还是要一本一本译下去的。我不是为他陈独秀，我是为真理，为中国百姓！” “鹤鸣兄，我一向敬佩于你的，一是学识，二是骨气。虽然，有些观点，我也不赞同你。”