Chapter 15 Chapter XV

Two hands fiddled with a wooden compass repeatedly, and the pointer on the compass kept shaking, as if it was really possessed by a god.It was a pair of frightening-looking, bony hands.Chiang Kai-shek has been staring at these hands.Chiang Kai-shek walked slowly in the East Campus of Guangzhou, following behind this fairy-like Feng Shui master in black, walking circle after circle.As he walked in circles, he thought about a day in his mind. The day of the expedition is a very important day. If you commit any crimes on this day, no matter if you offend the three gods and six evil spirits or the red bird and white tiger, it is unwise. good deal. "Heaven and earth are formed in four seasons, and the Tang and Wu revolutions follow the sky and respond to people. The time of destiny is righteous." Shun is the first important thing.Four months ago when he dealt with the Zhongshan warship case, he asked someone to make a divination, saying that it is the upper hand when the thunder strikes, and the wind comes when the thunder strikes, and the wind and thunder come together, and you act vigorously.Thunder belongs to yang, wind belongs to yin, yin and yang intertwine, auspicious hexagram.Sure enough, the attack was carried out vigorously and vigorously, and there was no hindrance everywhere, showing auspicious signs, which not only weakened the control of the Soviet advisers, but also attacked the Communist Party.Two months ago, he pursued the victory and proposed a "party affairs plan" at the Second Plenary Session of the Second Central Committee of the Kuomintang, stipulating that the number of executive members from the Central Committee of the Kuomintang to the provincial and municipal party headquarters should not exceed one-third of the total number of Communist Party members. Served as the minister of the Central Organ of the Kuomintang.This proposal was successfully passed.For this reason, Tan Pingshan, Minister of Organization of the Kuomintang, Mao Zedong, acting Minister of Propaganda, and Lin Boqu, Minister of Agriculture, were all forced to resign.

Chiang Kai-shek was full of confidence in himself for a while.Especially because of his repeated advances, the Soviet advisers retreated again and again, which is his proudest stroke.Borodin, the Soviet adviser who returned to Guangzhou from Moscow, faced his aggressive case of sorting out party affairs, and made it clear: "No matter how serious the consequences of Chiang Kai-shek's March coup, the policy of cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party should remain unchanged. The CCP should Accept the situation created by the March coup, recognize Chiang's military dictatorship, accept his "party affairs plan", and at the same time assist him in leading the Northern Expedition." So Chiang Kai-shek watched the helpless Zhang Guotao command the members of the CCP's party group to come to the table to sign together, feeling as if Fill honey.

He thought that his trend had already taken shape, and he should make persistent efforts to expand more vigorously.This development was none other than the Northern Expedition.The Northern Expedition was the unanimous voice of the two parties, reflecting the public opinion of the whole country, and it was also the wish of Mr. Wang's lifelong struggle.When the flag of the Northern Expedition is raised, the whole country will boil.Chiang Kai-shek kept talking about the Northern Expedition, and the Central Executive Committee of the Kuomintang also passed the motion of "starting the Northern Expedition quickly", and the National Government then appointed Chiang Kai-shek as the commander-in-chief of the National Revolutionary Army.Everything is going smoothly.In fact, Chiang Kai-shek, who has gathered the party power, military power, and political power of the Kuomintang, is about to board the reviewing platform of the East School Field in Guangzhou, and use his white gloves raised high to wave the country.This is an important moment, and for this important moment, he must ponder a day.

Days are very important, what Chinese people pay attention to is life.One day is good, all days follow. Mr. Feng Shui has now raised his face from all kinds of thoughts, and Chiang Kai-shek has also raised his face.What Chiang Kai-shek faced was a completed inspection stand. The banner of "Northern Expedition Swearing-in Meeting and Inauguration Ceremony of the Commander-in-Chief of the National Revolutionary Army" has been hung up, and dozens of workers are climbing up and down, making the final decorations. Chiang Kai-shek asked respectfully, "What advice do you have, sir?"

Mr. Feng Shui stared at it for a while, then suddenly stumbled, and uttered a word from his withered lips: "Wolf smoke!" Chiang Kai-shek was startled: "What?" "Wolf smoke," said Mr. Feng Shui, "a puff of wolf smoke." Chiang Kai-shek's heart immediately opened the drum.He knows the weight of the compass in Mr. Feng Shui's hand. The compass goes up to the heavens and down to the latitudes of the earth. As a result, Chiang Kai-shek's attitude became more humble. He even bent down slightly, approached Mr. Feng Shui's sparse goatee, and said in a soft voice: "I would like to hear more about it!"

Mr. Feng Shui took a deep breath: "Ah, ah, the dignified commander-in-chief, how could it be a wolf smoke?" Chiang Kai-shek was even more anxious: "I respectfully ask for your advice, sir!" In the dining hall of the General Headquarters of the National Revolutionary Army, Deng Yanda, the new director of the Political Department of the General Headquarters of the Revolutionary Army, was eating. "What?" He stopped chewing, "Tear it down and rebuild it? Didn't it mean that the swearing-in meeting will be held the day after tomorrow? How can it be rebuilt in time?"

The officer who reported said: "Commander-in-Chief Chiang personally issued the order." "Why do you want to dismantle the reviewing stand?" "have no idea." Deng Yanda dropped the bowl, grabbed his military cap, and shouted: "Prepare the car!" When he arrived at Chiang Kai-shek's private residence in Dongshan, Chiang Kai-shek was pumping his fists generously in the bedroom on the second floor, auditioning for his inaugural speech.Chen Jieru told him that Deng Yanda urgently asked for an interview outside the door, but Chiang Kai-shek knew what was going on, so he just ignored him.

He later said: "Reply to him, just say I'm not here." Chen Jieru wanted to say something, Chiang Kai-shek was annoyed, and said in a heavy voice: "I'm not here, do you hear? He, Deng Yanda, still has the face to come to see me?" When Chen Jie went downstairs, she was in a bad mood.She found it difficult to reply to Deng Yanda.She knew that Deng Yanda was a man of loyalty, courage and integrity, but she felt too tired of talking about Chiang Kai-shek's offer of closing the door for him. Chen Jieru approached Deng Yanda who was sitting in the concierge with small steps, her gold-rimmed glasses shone in the sunlight.

"Sorry, the principal isn't home," she said. Deng Yanda said: "I seem to hear the principal's voice. Is he practicing his speech?" Chen Jieru smiled and said, "He said he's not at home." Deng Yanda heard the clues from this interesting sentence, so he said: "Well, I know the principal is not here. But I don't understand why the principal wants to rebuild the reviewing stand? It will cost a lot of money and there is not enough time." Chen Jieru said, "Goodbye, Director Deng." "Slow down!" Deng Yanda showed stubbornness, "You tell the principal, I, Deng Yanda, firmly ask him to take back his life!"

Chen Jieru smiled calmly, slowly stretched out the toe of her leather shoe, and scratched three times on the muddy floor next to the porter's house, drawing a "Ding" character. Deng Yanda read out the word: "Ding?" He doesn't understand. what?he asks. Chen Jieru said: "Mr. Ding, a Feng Shui master." It didn't take much time for Deng Yanda to find out where this hateful and famous Mr. Ding was hiding.Two hours later, his car drove into the long and narrow Rue Gaudy.Inside a dilapidated gate at the top of the small street, he grabbed the thin old man with a sinister face.

He twisted each other's ears. "Oh, oh, oh," Mr. Ding bent down into a shrimp, "Mr. Deng, let me listen to the old man!" "Say!" "The old man dare not say." Deng Yanda, who was burning with anger, not only pulled his ears hard, but also ruthlessly pulled his goatee. "The old man said! The old man said!" Mr. Ding screamed, his face full of misery, "the old man will sue Commander Deng. Since King Zhou built the sparrow tower, it has been built carefully since ancient times. According to the old man, Mr. Deng This time, it is not a review platform, not a command platform, but a beacon tower." "nonsense!" Mr. Feng Shui bent his waist, and his black clothes dragged the floor, but he still insisted: "If you build a beacon tower, then the person who stands on the tower is not the commander of the armed forces, but just a smoker." "I'll fuck your eight generations of ancestors! What I built was obviously a review tower, why did you say it was a beacon tower?" "Officer Deng calm down. Whether it is the reviewing platform or the commander's platform, they all imply the meaning of exposing the pole and raising troubles. The purpose of raising troubles is not for other things, but to win the ears of the world!" "Asshole, go on!" "If the reviewing platform built by Mr. Deng is facing south, it will have the meaning of the golden palace. The power of the forbidden city will suddenly show the auspicious omen of the world. Just look at the person on the platform. The shoes he wears are definitely not military boots. .” "What are they not military boots?" Mr. Ding: "The black military boots will immediately turn into bright yellow satin dragon boots. The general who takes the stage will definitely have his own way. Today he will go to the inspection platform to review the three armies, and tomorrow he will be able to go to the prayer platform to pray for a good harvest for the whole country. If this review platform If it is not set up in the south, it can only be a beacon tower, and the commander of the armed forces will shout slogans on the stage, and what he spits out of his mouth can only be a cloud of wolf smoke!" Deng Yanda stared: "Where does my reviewing stand face?" "Go back to Commander Deng, facing west." "Facing west?" Deng Yanda hadn't thought of this yet. Mr. Feng Shui's voice became proud: "The tower facing west, what kind of tower is it if it's not a beacon tower?" Deng Yanda was furious: "Do you really want me to tear it down and rebuild it?" "Officer Deng must know the words 'the south is called lonely', right? If the inspection platform is not changed to the south, according to the old man, Chief Deng will not be able to pass the test of Commander-in-Chief Chiang." "Fuck your mother, I told you not to pass my test! Come on!" The two adjutants and the person in charge of the project who built the reviewing platform responded, and seven or eight soldiers also watched from the sidelines. "Send me two orders! The first one, the reviewing stand will be rebuilt immediately! Change from west to south!" The person in charge of the project shook his hands in shock and said, "It's too late, Director Deng!" "If you don't have time, you can move the ladder to the sky and tie the sun to me! I'm telling you, Master Longgui, you have to do it overnight! No one is allowed to come down, and I will carry the rice bucket, vegetable bucket and toilet bucket to the construction site! " Master Longgui had no choice but to agree. "Second order, tie up this old nonsense thing!" The soldiers rushed forward. "Excuse me, Commander Deng!" Mr. Feng Shui was really scared now. "Don't worry, I won't hit you on the head, but on your butt! Listen, beat this old bastard's skinny butt until it's as swollen as a parade stand!" Mr. Ding yelled, "Help!" The military belt smacked his meatless ass crisply.His pitiful screams of killing chickens went silent after only seven or eight croaks. The overtime work of the engineering team still worked.The temporary reconstruction of the reviewing stand did not delay the grand ceremony on July 9, 1926. When Chiang Kai-shek stepped onto the reviewing stand along a narrow carpet, he looked very satisfied.Deng Yanda, who hadn't closed his eyes for two nights, kept staring at Chiang Kai-shek amidst the sound of drum music.He thought, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition can finally step on the feeling of "being lonely in the south" in every step.He saw that Chiang Kai-shek was dressed in a particularly dignified way today, wearing a grass-green woolen military uniform, wearing a short sword and a long command knife. This special attire must have a special feeling. Facing the soldiers of the Northern Expedition who stood as wide as the ocean, Chiang Kai-shek, who was so easy and impassive, was also moved. He solemnly held up his white spun gauze gloves on the brim of his hat, and the gloves were trembling slightly.A total of 50,000 soldiers from the Northern Expedition gathered here and raised their fists to swear the Northern Expedition. Chiang Kai-shek knew in his heart that this day, this moment, and this place would probably be the focus of public opinion all over the world. He stood up straight all the time, loudly issued his inauguration declaration with his southern official, and then loudly led the oath of the Northern Expedition. Chiang Kai-shek shouted: "The people are suffering, the fire is deep!" All the soldiers roared like thunder: "The people are in pain, the fire is deep!" "Bandits and warlords work for tigers; imperialists use owls to gain power!" All the soldiers shouted, their voices were like waves. "Our army will revitalize the division and save the country and the people!" As a deputy company commander, Shi Shi raised his arms and shouted after the commander-in-chief, and suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes.Dad, revenge!He shouted in his heart.Mom, revenge!He shouted again in his heart.Sister, it doesn't matter if you have no teeth, I will bite for you!He yelled again in his heart. Chiang Kai-shek shouted again: "The prime minister's death will be as bright as the sun!" The sound of the East Campus sounded like a pot was boiling.The next day, the steaming headlines of the major newspapers all over the world were indeed cooked in this boiling cauldron. Stone lost an arm three months later.Stone's left arm was lost on October 10, 1926, which was the fifteenth anniversary of the Wuchang Revolution of 1911, at the head of Wuchang City.On that day, bullets were blazing on the brick city, and swords were flying.Where the stone's arm was broken, the artery was like a spout, with bright red blood splattering endlessly. Before that, Stone had been advancing with the army, drilled and rained countless bullets, but miraculously, he was not injured.He was a sharpshooter, and the highest officer he killed was a chief of staff under Wu Peifu.He went north with the cheers of the people across the country.Where the army he was in advanced, the headlines of the major newspapers in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou were bumped like a marching pot.The Northern Expedition did live up to expectations. Since the Northern Expedition began in July 1926, eight armies and 100,000 people, with the Ye Ting Independent Regiment as the vanguard, conquered Hunan, attacked Hanyang, fought fiercely at Tingsi Bridge, and captured Hesheng Bridge. They fought continuously and won successively. In less than ten months, the six provinces of Hunan, Hubei, Jiangxi, Fujian, Zhejiang, Anhui and part of Henan were recovered, and the national revolution was rapidly advanced from the Guangdong area to the Yangtze River valley. This shocked the imperialists and feudal warlords in China. The situation of the whole country suddenly turned into a confrontation between the Northern Expeditionary Army and the Fengtian warlords. The arm of the stone was broken when the people of the whole country were ecstatic.At that time, a machine gun fired fiercely from the top of Wuchang City, knocking down several brothers of the National Revolutionary Army.Shi Shi, who had been promoted to the company commander, rushed up through the gunpowder smoke, swooped, and bravely held up the barrel of the machine gun that was spraying flames. His palm was burning like a heartache, but he didn't seem to feel it anymore, he just felt it. The enemy's bullets can now only be fired in clusters into the unfathomable sky.At the same time, he didn't see an enemy who looked like a butcher coming out from behind the battlements, and raised a sharp saber. He didn't feel any abnormality in his left arm, only saw the hot machine gun barrel falling from the air, and heard the shouts of his comrades behind him, which was a terrified scream: "Shi Lian long!!" At the end of the year, Shihua finally found out that her seriously injured brother was living in the Wuhan Field Hospital, so she stumbled and rushed from Changsha.She hugged her brother's empty sleeve, tears streaming down her face. "Does it hurt?" she asked. "It's been gone for a long time. Sister, you know, with one hand, I replaced more than thirty soldiers of the son of a bitch warlord!" "Are you a company commander?" "The progress is not fast." "Don't make progress, you only have one hand left when you become a company commander." "Sister, you lost a tooth 7 years ago, and I lost an arm 7 years later. I think, in order to overthrow the warlords and imperialism, neither you nor I will regret it, will we?" A round pottery jar, the stone dragged it out with one arm. "Sister, there is one of my hands in this lime jar." Shi Hua was taken aback. "The reason why I keep this hand is to entrust you to take it back to Changsha and bury it next to my parents' graves." The elder sister was in a daze, she didn't know why the younger brother thought so. Shitou said: "Although my hand is on the left side, it is also very strong. Let it help Mom and Dad do some rough work in the underworld. It can be regarded as my filial piety. Please, sister." The elder sister looked at her younger brother for a while, and said, "You still have something to say in your heart." Shishi really had something to say, he said: "Yes, sister, I have something to say. Since you asked, I will finish it. I think my other hand, my other two feet, and my other head , probably not buried in Changsha anymore. I don’t know where it will be buried, but it’s in China anyway. Because I still want to fight, I’m a sharpshooter, and I can hit every shot with my right hand. I can shoot short or long guns. Sister, I I don’t have time for revenge. I’m jealous, and I have to go with the team. I will follow the Communist Party’s revolution to the end in my life. Sister, if I’m really buried outside, you tell your parents, and my stone will entrust this left hand I have done my son's filial piety." What the younger brother said made sense, but he still couldn't help sobbing after hearing it: "I can't bear you to lose your hand again." "Sister, do you still remember, when you sent me on board to go to Shanghai to find Captain Mao to join the army, didn't you also prepare for me to leave forever? You hugged me and cried." My sister nodded.That's right.She remembered the time to say goodbye. "Sister, these days, I have dreamed of Head Mao several times in my dreams." His sister told him that she met Head Mao yesterday.Head Mao held a party meeting in Wuhan, and also learned about Shitou's injury.He also brought half a jar of British biscuits to Shihua, insisting that he be sent to the hospital.At the end, Shihua also told her younger brother that Chief Mao seemed very upset when he was talking to other officials.What are they arguing about. "Really?" the younger brother said, "Who can make Head Mao angry?" My sister said with certainty: "It must be someone older than him." Shihua didn't know Chen Duxiu, but the person she mentioned was Chen Duxiu who was older than Mao Zedong. At noon, Chen Duxiu took Mao Zedong to the Yellow Crane Tower. The Yellow Crane Tower towers over the Snake Mountain by the Yangtze River. According to legend, it was built during the Three Kingdoms period. Together with Yueyang Tower in Hunan and Tengwang Pavilion in Jiangxi, it is also known as the "Three Famous Towers in the South of the Yangtze River". . After the winter wind blew over the river surface and the eaves bells, it began to drill into the bones.When Chen Duxiu went up to the second floor, he shivered twice, and when he went up to the third floor, he shivered three times.Mao Zedong asked him what was wrong, and he said that he was wearing two sweaters under his suit and still felt cold, but Mao Zedong didn't feel cold at all. He only wore a thin gray cotton jacket over his close-fitting cloth jacket, and he still felt hot. The reason for his hotness may be related to his being accused.He was blamed at the meeting. In mid-December, the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China held a special meeting in Hankou. The meeting was fiercely debated. Mao Zedong was accused of having a tendency to "organize the peasant movement". This made Mao Zedong, who paid special attention to the Chinese peasant movement, feel uneasy.At this meeting, Chen Duxiu made a political report, clearly proposing to oppose the "left infantile disease" existing in the party, and pointed out that the nature of the Chinese revolution is a bourgeois democratic revolution, which must be led by the bourgeoisie. socialist revolution.This made Mao Zedong even more unhappy.After lunch, he chatted with Chen Duxiu forcefully. He felt that the situation in the Northern Expedition was very good now, and the people all over the country were screaming. Chen Duxiu felt pity for the radicalism of the former secretary of the CPC Central Committee.Mao Zedong was obviously a patient of the "left childish disease" he called.It's just that Chen Duxiu was merciful and didn't call him by name directly.When Mao Zedong wanted to chat, Chen Duxiu said, let's go to the Yellow Crane Tower and chat.The Taoist priests of the Three Kingdoms drew a yellow crane on the wall of the building with orange peel, saying: "Drinkers clap their hands, and the crane will fly when it comes down." Although we don't drink today, the yellow crane may think that we are people who drink the river. Do you also like to fly down the wall to dance with us?Mao Zedong said gloomily: As far as I know, that yellow crane flew away with the Taoist priest in the Three Kingdoms period, and never came back. Even so, he got into Chen Duxiu's car. They finally reached the 5th floor.Chen Duxiu stopped trembling in the wind, touched his forehead, and felt slightly sweaty. "Runzhi," Chen Duxiu pointed to the water of the Yangtze River, "Look at the Yangtze River. There are words written on the river, do you see it?" Looking from the railing, Mao Zedong felt that the water of the Yangtze River was indeed extraordinary. He had climbed the tower three times, and every time he went up the tower, he felt a sense of a hole in his heart.He thought that after his family moved to Wuhan, he would definitely bring Kai Hui to climb this building, and see this big river different from the Xiangjiang River from a height. "Did you see it?" Chen Duxiu was still pointing to the surface of the river, "The densely packed are all words. Every row of waves has words written." "My eyes can almost see the leaves of the trees on the other side of the Qingjiang River, but I can't read any words on the river." "Let me tell you, Runzhi, there is probably only one person in China who can read the words written on the water. This person's name is Kong Qiu. Confucius said: The dead are like a husband. He saw the time on the river. and permanence." "You saw it today too, Zhongfu?" "The words I saw were not the words Confucius saw. I saw two words written on Man Jiang: stage." "Phase?" Mao Zedong frowned. "Or, order." "Order?" Mao Zedong realized what Chen Duxiu wanted to say. "Runzhi, I think you and I are in touch with each other many times. I also understand your displeasure. Today I specially invited you to go upstairs, just to let you see the Yangtze River from a height. From a height The Yangtze River, and you like to soak in the river and feel the river, it is a different realm. Have you felt it?" "Yes, yes," Mao Zedong patted the railing, "Zhongfu saw the stage, and also saw order." "The vast Yangtze River is just like the vast history, and it is also like the mighty Chinese revolution. Look carefully, one wave after another, one wave biting another wave, the whole river is in order. Is there such a row of waves suddenly What about jumping up, jumping over three or four rows, and jumping directly to the front? No. The iron law of nature proves that this situation does not exist. They are always lined up, wave to wave, wave to wave Buckle, orderly, straight to the sea. This is the logic of the river, and the logic of the river is also the logic of history." "I understand what Zhongfu is referring to. You also said the same reasoning at yesterday's meeting. Right now, China can only carry out a bourgeois democratic revolution. This is your logic. You call your logic a The logic of history. Today, I even pulled a yellow crane to testify. Unfortunately, the yellow crane flew away with the old Taoist 1,700 years ago." Under the noon sun, Chen Duxiu's yellow-brown eyeballs emitted a strange light.He didn't hear the voice of Mao Zedong's words, maybe he didn't want to listen to the words of this kind of words at all, he still followed his own way of thinking to enlighten Mao Zedong. "I didn't figure this out in the past," he said, "but now I suddenly understand it. We don't need to compete with the bourgeoisie for the leadership of the revolution. Let them carry out their democratic revolution. In the future, China's production Don’t fall behind, the industry is strong, let’s lead the socialist revolution again. Looking at the vast Yangtze River, you should be able to figure out everything! This is really a good river, full of history and philosophy!” "There will also be times when the white waves roar into the sky and the mountains roar into the tsunami, Zhongfu!" "Even if the white waves are raging, the back waves push the front waves! Even if the ocean roars, the rhythm of the roar is orderly. Runzhi, we have no way to surpass the stage, and even the gods and emperors have no panacea for this. Therefore, Runzhi, the current worker-peasant movement , especially the peasant movement, must not go too far and be restrained, otherwise it will unnecessarily stimulate Chiang Kai-shek and endanger the bourgeois democratic revolution. It is unnecessary, understand?" Mao Zedong shook his head and said he didn't understand.Another gust of river wind came from the opposite bank, and the eaves bells rang chaotically.Mao Zedong said in the tinkling of the bell: "The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward and mighty, big and small, strong and weak, who is in control? The peasant movement, whether it is good or not, must speak with facts. I want to go back to Hunan to be a farmer The field investigation of the movement, after the investigation, I will speak with the facts. Zhongfu, it is one thing to look at the Yangtze River from a high place, but it is another thing to swim in the river." Chen Duxiu asked, how do you say this? Mao Zedong said: "When I was swimming in the water, as soon as I kicked my legs and raised my hands, I would push the waves around me far away, jumping over three or four rows of waves in front, and I would see this effect every time I moved. Zhong Fu, what does this explain? Why does the order of the water wave break when I split the water or kick my legs? Water, of course, has its logic, and humans also have human logic. Sometimes, human logic will restrict The logic of water." Chen Duxiu thought about Mao Zedong's words for a long time.Raise your hands, build a pergola with your hands, stare at the sails in the middle of the river, and carefully look at the oars of the small boats by the river.He finally said to Mao Zedong: "It seems that I am reading on the river, and you are writing in the river." Mao Zedong smiled and said, "Is it true that if you need to read and write, you will understand the logic of the river?" Chen Duxiu said: "Go downstairs, let's go downstairs. When the wind in the river rises, the copper bells outside the eaves of this building will jingle. Runzhi, you didn't hear the bells, but I did. I heard them all. The river water, the river wind, and the river bell are all the same sound. Even if you hear this sound, you hear it with your ears. But I hear it with my heart. Every blood vessel in me The blood in the blood beats the bell. Some feelings, Runzhi, you don’t know deeply. Runzhi, Runzhi, between you and me, these days, there is always a grievance, and it’s hard to wash it away. !" When he came back from the building, Mao Zedong's melancholy did not dissipate at all.Chen Duxiu's speech at the meeting was still stubborn.Mao Zedong believed that this kind of stubbornness not only reflected Chen Duxiu's ideological state, but also reflected the commanding factors of the Communist International.It is some blue eyes in Moscow, watching the waves of the Yangtze River in China through Chen Duxiu on the Yellow Crane Tower.In any case, he could not agree with Chen Duxiu's judgment on the two revolutions. He refused to wear the hat of "Zuo Zhidao".Mao Zedong, who had already been strongly aware of the important historical role that Chinese peasants would play in the process of the Chinese revolution, inspected the The peasant movement in five counties including Xiangtan and Xiangxiang in Hunan Province. Mao Zedong used a gray padded jacket, an oiled paper umbrella, a pair of black cloth shoes, and a pair of extremely sharp eyes to carefully observe the red-skinned Chinese villages and Chinese farmers in the bitter winter wind. Mao Zedong's red paper umbrella can be seen from a long distance. Xiangtan has been raining continuously for the past few days, but in the seven or eight villages that Mao Zedong walked through, every inch of the land was scorching hot.The shoulder poles, wooden sticks, shuttle marks, and red armbands reflect the initial awakening of the Chinese land during the Great Revolution. Uncle Fushun, the person in charge of the agricultural association in Shaoshan area, ran out of the village happily to welcome Mao Zedong. "Quick, quick, Mr. Mao, please watch the show!" "What play?" Mao Zedong actually knew what play it was without asking.All he saw these days was drama.Mudlegs flocked to the local tyrant's home to eat the rich, and the old fortune who dared to resist was put on a tall paper hat and beat the gong to tour the countryside, just like a white impermanence.Mao Zedong believed that this was not a drama played by farmers but a drama played by history.The time has come for the opening of the curtain, and history has to play this kind of drama. "If you come later, this big show will be over! Mr. Mao, Mr. Han's family is in trouble!" Mao Zedong smiled and walked with Uncle Fushun.A house with black tiles and high walls on the opposite side of the stone bridge is the house of Han Sigui, a local tycoon.The flagpole outside the gate is already bare, and there are only two idle stone lions on both sides of the gate. It was deserted outside, but lively inside.Before Mao Zedong and Uncle Fushun entered, the play had already started.A young farmer named Iron Lock is the protagonist of the play.On these extraordinary days such exciting plays were usually staged in walled courtyards in the country. The peasants swarming here shouted with joy, running around the halls and bedrooms without any scruples.Now they are admiringly looking at and stroking the carved beams and painted buildings and the exquisite furnishings in the lady's boudoir, while the big local tyrant Han Sigui and his wife and their children shrink back in a corner with pale faces. The iron lock slapped the young lady's delicate gums, trying to encourage his blind sister to sit on the bed.He said, come on, come on, sister, you have been a girl for half your life, and now you sit on Miss's gums! The blind girl fumbled for the soft pillow and quilt with both hands, and said, "It's like duck down!" Tiesuo pushed her: "You sit! You sit!" The blind sister wanted to sit down, but suddenly she thought it was wrong, her face showed a look of fear, and she said, "It's not for me to sit." Hearing what his sister said, Tie Suo became annoyed and shouted angrily, "Now that the world is upside down, who can't sit on the bed?" As soon as he jumped, he jumped onto the lady's gums, one crooked forward roll, and another exaggerated backward roll.The farmer, male and female, laughed loudly. Han Sigui's daughter said as if crying, "Father, he has cow dung on his feet!" Han Sigui hurriedly pressed his daughter's mouth, he knew that now was definitely not the time to criticize anything.He even got close to Tiesuo, boldly bowed, and said courteously: "Brother Tiesuo, my younger brother still has a good Yunyan, if the elder brother is willing to appreciate it, it will be my younger brother's face." "Bah!" Tie Suo jumped off the bed, "You think I'll be your son-in-law if I roll on your daughter's bed?" Han Sigui said with a smile amidst the laughter of the crowd, "How dare you, little brother?" "Those who are so smoky and dry, save it to smoke your own intestines! But your bright clothes, I like it!" The local tyrant looked at his eggplant-purple satin patterned dress, but couldn't understand: "What did the elder brother say?" Tiesuo said: "It's a revolution, we farmers are masters, and you local tyrants are slaves!" "Yes, yes, I am a servant. My Han family is not a servant, who is a servant!" "Being a master, you must have a master's clothes! You are a servant, you should wear a servant's clothes! Come on, take off your clothes, let's change clothes!" After hearing this new initiative, everyone was very excited and shouted together: "Change clothes! Change clothes!" A large group of sons, daughters, and housekeepers of the local tyrant were shocked when they heard this, and they all hid behind Han Sigui. Tiesuo opened his eyes wide and said, "Should I change it or not?" Han Sigui said, "Change! Change! Why not?" He thought to himself, it would be a good deal to lose a few sets of clothes.All the family properties of the few people in the front village and the back town were cut up like melons, so what a few sets of silk clothes are nothing!So Han Sigui immediately blew his beard to his wife and children and said: Take it off, take it off, what are you dawdling about! Tie Suo said to the blind sister: "Sister, you also put on a good dress. It's not bright today, but what year is it bright? Hey, Lotus, take off the clothes of Young Mistress and put them on for my sister!" Mao Zedong climbed down the stone bridge and walked to the gate of the Han residence while the peasants were clamoring to change their clothes. Before he entered the door, he even touched the stone lion.A lion's teeth are cold and sharp.On the wall behind the lion, there are many small slogans pasted in colorful colors. "Down with local tyrants and evil gentry!" "Society is changed, peasants are the masters!" Before Mao Zedong and Uncle Fushun stepped up the stone steps of the gate, a warm and careful greeting suddenly came out of the slant. "Hey, isn't this Uncle Fushun?" Uncle Fushun stopped and looked at this little country gentleman wearing a dark green melon cap who had popped out of nowhere. The little squire took out some Guangyang, and said with a smile: "Uncle Fushun, I also want to join your peasant association. I have been thinking about it for three days. Do you accept it?" Uncle Fushun stared and said, "No! You have done bad things too!" The little squire was aggrieved, and pointed to the door of the house and said, "No matter how I rank up, I can't rank up with the local tyrants and evil gentry like them. Uncle Fushun, I have only slapped a farmer on the mouth once in my life, and I didn't bleed. You are counted on this." Mao Zedong grinned as he listened. The little squire said again: "Uncle Fushun, your agricultural association won't put me in another book, will you?" "Do you still want to be registered?" Uncle Fushun stared, "Use the urine at the door and take a look at your own face!" He waved his hand at the little squire like a blowfly. They all put on bright forged gowns, and the male and female farmers looked at each other and laughed at each other, and no one felt like anyone else.The local tyrant Han Sigui, his wife, children, housekeeper, and more than a dozen men and women all put on gray, black, and tattered farmer's clothes, looking at each other, and couldn't bear to look at each other. Hahahaha, the farmers are playing with each other for fun.Han Sigui thought grimly in the farmer's fun, the world is turned upside down. Mao Zedong was also quietly happy when he saw this peasant drama.He saw that under the tattered clothes, there were pairs of trembling embroidered trouser legs and shoes inlaid with gold beads.And under those shiny satin cotton robes, there are all torn trouser legs, dark brown foot stems, and rotten shoes with balls of torn cotton wadding exposed. Mao Zedong saw the young farmer named Iron Lock holding his hands behind his back, walking a few steps like a gentleman, and asked everyone, "Is that Master Iron Lock?" Everyone shook their heads together and said, "No, no." Tiesuo asked why not, and everyone said it was not. Tie Suo sighed, and said, "Actually, old buddies, wolves have wolf skins, tigers have tiger skins, what kind of meat goes with what kind of skins. As sheep, we don't have the ability to eat sheep even if we put on wolf skins!" "Yeah, brightly colored, goosebumps all over my body." Everyone said. Tiesuo then said: "Let's be servants, let's put on human skin! What's wrong with being servants? Disciplining people to go to the fields, sending people to the fields, and going to the fields and fields is the right way in the world. Who can say that he can live without the fields? " "Good!" Mao Zedong applauded, "That's a solid statement!" Tiesuo applauded and was happy, and shouted: "Change it back!" Everyone shouted, change back, change back, unbuttoning their clothes one after another. Han Sigui waved his hands hastily, and said, "No need to change, no need to change, I can wear Brother Tie Suo's clothes in this life, it's because my ancestors have accumulated evil virtues, it's really lucky for three lifetimes!" "You're lucky, I'm disgusting!" Tie Suo said, taking back his patched and torn clothes from Han Sigui's body. Everyone changed back into their clothes. "Listen everyone!" Tie Suo tied up his gray cloth rags, clapped his hands, and pointed to Mao Zedong in the crowd, "Just now this gentleman applauded me, saying that I said something with confidence. I want to say something more convincing!" 然后铁锁就说了，说得有板有眼：“天下的衣服，都是认人的。若不是你的，你纽扣儿扣死，也不是你的！天下的土地呢，都是不认人的，没有说那块土地今天姓张，那就年年月月姓张，今天姓赵，那就世世代代姓赵！衣服和土地，长的是不同的眼睛，父老乡亲们，你们听懂我铁锁的话了么？” 大家听不懂。毛泽东听懂了。毛泽东心里称赞，这个铁锁，话又说到锁眼里去了。另一个听懂的是韩思贵，他一张脸刹时惨白得像身后的墙。 铁锁高声说：“我铁锁的意思，很明白，那就是，我们今天打土豪，进韩家，不图衣服，图土地！” “对了！”毛泽东啪啪啪鼓掌，“这话又说到点子上了！” 铁锁说话的声音更响：“我们要叫韩思贵把以前霸占去的土地，统统还给我们！” “还土地！还土地！”众人手臂如林。手这一兴，这出大戏就上了高潮了。 韩思贵双手作揖，嘴唇发白且打哆嗦：“铁，铁锁大哥，你，你没说错吧？” 他知道大祸临头了。 “没错！”铁锁说，“一点没错，就是要你韩思贵交出地契来！” 众人一起喊：“地契！地契！地契！” 铁锁点着韩思贵的鼻子说：“你们尽管做你们的上人，上殿也好，上天也好，我们既是下人，下人就要下个决心，争他一个下田下地的权利！” 韩思贵苦起一张脸：“大哥们，大叔们……” 福顺大叔一把揪住土豪的肩膀，手心里的丝绸感觉如泥鳅一样滑溜：“你说说，今天我们为什么上门？你是真傻还是装傻？我们上门，一不图你饭吃，二不图你衣穿，就图你韩思贵交出地契，一把火烧了！” 韩思贵差点背过气去。 福顺大叔继续说：“你姓韩的睁眼看看，今天进门来的都是什么人？他赵进德认识不认识？他的一亩半水田，你当年是怎么逼着他画押抵高利贷的？她水珍大嫂认识不？她拢共只有半亩地，你前年是怎么叫人把她丈夫的腿打断的？还有这个铁锁，你今天口口声声叫他大哥，四年前，你是怎么把他爹娘一根绳索捆到乡公所的？他爹娘后来是怎么死的？铁锁他姐姐是怎么哭瞎了眼睛的？” 瞎眼姑娘顿时哇一声哭了出来，哭声听上去特别凄凉。铁锁伸手扶住姐姐，眼圈子也红起来。 福顺大叔斩钉截铁说：“不烧地契，天理难容！不分土地，天道不公！” 韩思贵不言不语，兀自就软瘫了下去，慌得几个子女一起喊：“爸爸，爸爸！” 毛泽东分开众人，走到戴黑色绒线帽子的管家身边，说：“你是管家先生吧？” “是，是。”管家弯腰成虾米。 毛泽东说：“既是管家先生便应当知道今日如何管家了。” 管家听出了这话的份量，急忙说：“是，是，敝人知道钥匙在哪儿，敝人这就去拿地契。” 当日下午，涌出韩家的人们手里都有了土地。 铁锁就是把地契烧在田头的。许多农人围在田埂边看着他怎么向土地磕头。铁锁磕头磕得满额角都是泥，像戏台子上的花脸。铁锁说：“爹，妈，今天烧给你们的这只元宝，是用地契折的。两亩地再不姓韩了，回家了！” 他的瞎眼姐姐在一旁嘤嘤直哭。 福顺大叔一声喊：“铁锁，牛给你牵来了！” 一头褚黑色的水牛，驮着犁，出现在田头。 铁锁接过犁，扶着，喊一声“驾”，便在长满紫色目蓿的不软不硬的土地上犁开了一道口子。 黑色的土地像糕团一样被掰开了。 铁锁把烧剩的“元宝”捧入深沟，说：“爹，你就看看地契吧！” 毛泽东一时兴起，撩起长衫，也下了田。他扶起犁，说：“许久不摸犁了，我也来推一圈。” 铁锁一愣：“先生也会犁田？” 福顺大叔说：“铁锁啊，你别看毛先生是国民党中央侯补执行委员，天大的官儿了，他也是犁田出身啊，他老家就在我们湘潭县的韶山冲呢！” 毛泽东说：“驾！” 田埂上几十个农民笑嘻嘻一齐说：“驾！” 毛泽东推着犁，走了几步，只觉别别扭扭，不对劲。 “吁！”他喊，牛停了。“我也是从小犁田的把式啊，这土地真的不认我毛润之了？” 毛泽东干脆脱下长衫，卷起衣袖，好端端地扶起犁来。 他犁了一圈，徐徐翻起的赭黑色的泥块又厚又直。 毛泽东满意了，喝停了牛，说：“土地，看来还是认我毛润之的。” 田埂上，大家都笑。 毛泽东走上田埂，穿回长衫，问：“这里有多少人参加了农民协会？举个手我看看。” 大约30位男女农民举起了手。 “没参加的呢？” 剩下的8位农民举手，大多是老者。 “准备参加吗？” 8位农民一起说：“今天就参加！” 毛泽东说：“对啊，该参加啊，农协为大家撑腰，分田分地，减租减息，大家为什么不入会呢？连小土豪都想当会员呢！” “毛先生，”福顺大叔笑着说，“我们发展会员够彻底了，这里除了你毛先生，除了这头牛，都是农民协会会员！” “你这话有两个不对，”毛泽东说，“第一，我毛润之是农民运动讲习所所长，所长都当得，该不该算得农民协会会员？” 众人一齐说：“算得！算得！” 毛泽东又说：“第二，这头牛，天性勤劳，我看，也该算是农协会员。你看它两只弯角，鲠得很呢，这也像我们会员的脾气。乡亲们，我们就是要用牛，用牛的精神，用牛的毅力，一步一步地，把全中国的土地都犁好！诸位听听，我这话，有没有道理？” 农民们用掌声回答他，田埂上劈劈啪啪声一片。农民们认为这个毛先生说话很有趣，也很在理。尤其是农民们觉得，他们今天分到土地，同这个会犁田的大官的出现有直接的关系。所以他们信任这样的官，以及这样的官所代表的政府。 这样的政府才能叫做革命政府。 反正来说，毛泽东回到武汉之后碾着砚墨想，这样的农民，才是革命政府赖以生存的基石。没有中国的农民，革命就不能出政府。 中国农民们的思想感情以及他们所演的戏，他们的向往以及他们的潜力，都被组织在一篇颇有兴味的文章里。 1927年3月，在汉口英租界辅义里27号的一幢二层楼房里，这篇有趣的文章正在灯下被瞿秋白细细看着。看着看着，这位新任中共中央宣传部长就发笑，笑声震得带纸罩的白炽灯都微微摇晃起来。这篇文章叫作《湖南农民运动考察报告》，毛泽东在文章中以大锣大鼓为农民运动叫好，他说湖南农民运动好得很，他的论点是直接针对某些人所作出的“糟得很”和“痞子运动”的结论的。 妻子杨之华在洗脚，问：“真的这么好笑？” “太生动了！”坐在床头的瞿秋白拍拍棉被，“毛润之这个人，真可谓是中国农民运动的王！他调查得很深入呀！他看见土豪劣绅家里那些小姐、少奶奶的牙床，农民也可以踏上去打滚。” 杨之华擦脚，笑。 “大土豪和小土豪的态度，也是全然不一样。润之举了两个例子：大土豪，逃到长沙避乱，到处攻击农民运动，说：那些一字不识的黑脚杆子，翻开脚板皮有牛屎臭，也当了区农民协会的委员长，弄得乡里不安宁！而小劣绅呢，还没有到逃的地步，依旧留在乡里，但是日夜提心吊胆，怕打入另册，所以，愿意出十块钱要求参加农民协会。” “准确极了！”杨之华说。 “妇女也解放了！她们原先是不得进祠堂的，如今也成群结队地拥入祠堂，一屁股坐下，坐下便吃酒席，族长老爷没法子，也只好听便。” “秋白，毛润之写的，不是湖南农民。” 丈夫一愣，不知道妻子这话什么意思。 杨之华说：“是我们浙江农民。” “不对，润之并没有去浙江农村考察。” “你是知道的，我在萧山衙前教过书，我了解浙江农村。毛润之写的，就是我们那里的情况。” “你的意思是说，毛润之写的农民，不光是湖南五个县的农民，而是全中国的农民，他那支笔，把中国的农村和中国的农民，全都画了像了！” “我觉得在我们党的领导人里面，还没有一个能像毛润之这样，真正懂得中国农民的。” “是啊，这不容易。”瞿秋白感叹说，“我一定要为润之的考察报告写个序言。我要呼吁中国的革命者，个个都来读一读毛泽东的这本书！” 国民革命军总司令蒋介石在一帮军官的簇拥下，缓步登上江南初春的山坡。这里是安徽战区。在相隔两个山头的地方，隐约响着零星的枪炮声。 蒋介石踩着野花和露水，边走边说：“毛泽东写的文章，我是没有功夫去读的。毛泽东说中国乡村里没有痞子，那是毛泽东瞎了眼。还有一个可能，那就是毛泽东这个人，本人就是痞子。痞子的眼里，是不会有痞子的。他是湖南哪里人啊？” 随从中有人说：“听说是湘潭。” 蒋介石又走，黑靴子上沾满草茎和花瓣：“痞子，就是痞子。中国的革命，假如都依靠痞子去做，将来的社会，一定是个痞子社会。他毛某人可以做痞子的头。我蒋某人，就是杀了头也是不愿意做痞子的。人各有志，不能强求。他毛某人，可以在湖南乡下打他的旗子，我蒋某人呢，就是要中国最大的城市里去打我的旗子！” 山顶是一片稀稀拉拉的马尾松。蒋介石接过副官递上的望远镜，了望云遮雾罩的东方。 副官打开文件夹报告：“陈独秀和周恩来，已经在上海策动第三次工人武装起义。今日中午十二点整举事，各奉军据点都受到工人攻击。中共此举，是为配合我北伐军解放上海。” 蒋介石放下望远镜：“这分明又是痞子举动了。” 副官听不懂总司令的话。 蒋介石说：“陈独秀比毛泽东还要痞子！毛泽东在湖南给地主戴高帽子，脸上是不笑的。陈独秀今日在上海给我戴高帽子，脸上还要装笑。配合？他哪里是配合？他是赶在我进上海之前，先把上海抢到手！” 看副官的表情，还是没有听得最明白。 蒋介石说：“上海是个袋子，钱袋子。哪个抢到了上海，哪个就是抢到了中国。” “听明白了。” “东路军白崇禧已到哪里？” “龙华。上海南郊。” “传我命令，东路军立即停止进攻。” 3月21日下午2时，身穿蓝工装头戴鸭舌帽的一个年轻共产党员奔入上海龙华北伐东路军前沿指挥所，他气喘如牛，满脸黑烟和血污。 陈云摇晃着一位北伐军官的双手，像是握上了救星。 “我奉上海总工会命令，前来接洽求助！”这位上海商务印书馆的工会委员长喘着气说，“上海北站的奉鲁联军很顽强，我们轮番冲击好几次了，久攻不克！我们盼望北伐军老大哥赶快出兵上海，不远了，就是前头！” 军官低头看军事地图：“我们知道，不远。” “求你们赶快出兵！我们机关枪太少！你们一到，敌人就顶不住了！” “我们白总指挥已经说了，我们在龙华待命！” “你们白总指挥不会这样说的！我们工人现在在流血啊！” 军官的英俊的脸上露出微笑，摊摊手：“我们白总指挥就是这样说的！他也只能这样说，因为他是奉命这样说的！哟，你是怎么过来的？你很悬啊，兄弟，你帽沿上有三个弹洞！” 工人武装起义总指挥部就设在上海商务印出馆俱乐部内，战斗打响之后，这里的人都如同长了翅膀似地飞进飞出，里里外外一片紧张气氛。 周恩来蹲在窗边打电话。窗外，枪声如炒豆般爆响。 他是接着了陈云的电话。某个意思，陈云讲了三遍，他终于听明白了。他心里是恼火的，嗓门也明显地沙哑：“你不要掉眼泪，陈云同志！白崇禧不打，我们打！我们可以不依靠北伐军拿下北站！你告诉他们：上海工人，完全可以依靠自己的力量消灭军阀残余部队！” 他搁下电话就冲出了指挥所。 就在周恩来日夜沐浴着上海滩的硝烟之时，他的妻子却在广州整日闻着医院里的那股安静的药水味儿。 医院是德国人开的，是德国教会所属妇产院，位于广州长寿西路，一应设施尚属齐全，然而也有叫人担心的地方，那就是那个姓王的主治医生总是对邓颖超的那个特大的肚子皱眉头。4月4日，临盆那一天，产房气氛骤然紧张，胎头果然久久未下，王大夫额上的汗珠却一直在滚滚而落。 汗水流得最多的邓颖超。她的脸苍白如身上的薄被单。她疼痛，但始终紧咬嘴唇，她不想发出呻吟，哪怕一丁点。母亲杨振德被破例地叫进了产房陪伴女儿。杨振德自离津赴粤与女儿团聚之后，心中最大的惦念就是女儿腹中的那团骨肉。现在她的心也紧张得缩成了一团，她把自己的日渐粗糙的脸面紧贴在女儿的滑腻腻的额头上，她感受到两张脸都在打颤。 她说：“小超，叫吧，别忍，叫唤出来，好受一点。” “妈，再给我念念报纸。”女儿只是这样要求，声音无力。 "Which paragraph?" “还是那一段。” 于是杨振德再念一遍：“暴动之上海工人，历经30小时激战，歼灭奉鲁联军官兵三千余名、警察两千余名，缴枪四千余支，占领了上海全部华界地区。据上海共产党方面陈独秀、周恩来、赵世炎称，上海已经召开市民代表会议，民主选举出上海特别市临时市政府，由各界人士19名组成。” 邓颖超说：“妈妈。” “什么，小超？”母亲放下报纸。 “我会给恩来生个儿子的。” 母亲点头。 “生女儿，他也喜欢。他说过。”女儿又这么说。 Mother nodded. 王大夫忽然说：“用力！再用力！”他说完话之后，产房里就只有器械的声音。 再后来，就是邓颖超的一声撕心裂肺的尖喊：“妈！生出来了！” 生出来的是一个死胎。灰头灰的王大夫在值班室对杨振德悄声说：“很对不起，胎儿太大，只能动用产钳。由于婴儿头颅钳伤，产下就夭折了。” 杨振德盯着大夫的那双从手臂剥下来的浸满了血的胶皮手套，没有说一句话。最后来，她请求大夫帮她一齐疏通女儿的思想。她告诉大夫，孕妇是周恩来的夫人。王大夫说，周夫人一进医院，他就知道了，他这么说的时候，眼眶先红了起来。王大夫在坐到邓颖超床边之前，就先控制好了自己的情绪。他对眼神发滞的邓颖超说：“周夫人，你年轻，才二十二，以后一定还会有孩子。对今天的分娩，我很抱歉，但是你无论如何不要太伤心，这样的情况在我们医院是常有的事。” 邓颖超脸上慢慢有了活气。她看着大夫，又看看妈妈，甚至还笑了一下。她知道大家心里都一样难过。她说，妈，你再帮我擦一把脸。擦过脸之后，她对大夫说，“我不怪你，王医生，真的是我自己不好，我过份保胎，把胎儿弄大了。我只问你一句话，是男的，还是女的？” 王大夫说是个公子。 “我想看看他。”邓颖超说。 “别看了吧？” “小超，别看了，”母亲也急了，她知道死胎儿的刺激性。“小超，还是抬回病房休息吧？” 但是女儿说：“我想看看他。”她的声音没有加重，但是平静里透出极大的固执。 主治医生只好吩咐护士端过产盆来。产盆是白色的，里面静静蜷卧着嫩红皮肤的婴儿。邓颖超注视良久，然后从枕下吃力地取出一块自己的手绢，轻轻复盖于产盆之上。 “妈妈对不起你。”她喃声说，“你爸爸在打仗，也顾不上你。这是你爸爸从法国带回来的一块手绢，就当了你的被子吧。” 杨振德紧紧捂住自己的泪眼，她根本不敢看。她只听见女儿平静地说：“再见，我的宝贝儿子。” 这一天的傍晚时分，周恩来的小汽车驶过上海北四川路。他推进安慎坊那幢房子的时候，面如堆铅。陈独秀在洗脸，扭头望望，说：“你也洗把脸吧，恩来？你的脸像昨天一样黑，肯定没有好消息。” “有两个孩子死了！” 两个孩子？陈独秀绞着手巾，双眉皱起来。 “一个孩子是我儿子。我刚才得到消息，我妻子在广州分娩，婴儿夭折了。” “果然不是好消息。”陈独秀挂回毛巾，“对此问题，应对措施有二。第一，叫你女人多吃点鸡蛋红糖。第二，叫你女人再生。只要女人在，就不怕没孩子！还有个什么孩子死了？” “第二个死的孩子，就是我们的上海临时政府！这个政府是上海工人的儿子，是上海各界民众的儿子！刚生下来，蒋介石就下命令说暂缓办公！蒋介石企图把我们的孩子掐死在摇篮里，这种狼子野心，独秀同志难道还看不出来吗？” 周恩来说这话的时候，神情是气愤的。陈独秀也听得出来，这种气愤之情，有相当一些是冲着自己来的。他欣赏周恩来的冲闯之志和务实之态，但不欣赏他的莽撞和不妥协。他知道周恩来