Chapter 17 Chapter 17 You can take off his shoes, but not his head

The two figures walked up the hillside.One is holding a red oiled paper umbrella, and the other is wearing a military raincoat.The hillsides in the eastern suburbs of Changsha were shrouded in rain throughout the middle of August in 1927. Mao Zedong and Shitou walked to the grave.There are three low earthen graves in the grass slope.This is the tomb of Shishi's parents and sister.After Mao Zedong returned to Hunan as a special commissioner of the Central Committee on August 12, he accompanied Shitou to the eastern suburbs within two days. The one-armed soldier deftly struck a match with one hand and lit three sticks of incense sticks respectively.He nodded and murmured: "Father, Commissioner Mao is here to see you. Mom, Commissioner Mao is here to see you. Sister, Chief Mao is here to see you."

Mao Zedong lowered his umbrella to shield him from the faint rain. "Also, my left arm, I brought my right arm to see you!" The stone bowed again to a mound that looked like a grave but not like a grave.More than half a year ago, he asked his sister to bury his left arm in front of his parents' grave, and my sister did so. "Use my umbrella to protect the people who sleep forever!" Mao Zedong stepped forward a few steps and wanted to put an umbrella on the grave.In Anyuan, Mao Zedong once used an umbrella to protect the grave of a child who lit a miner's lamp. The child's name, which Mao Zedong always remembered, was Xiaoyu'er.

"Don't send an umbrella to Commissioner Mao, let me do my filial piety to my parents!" Shitou quickly took off his military poncho, spread it out, and protected his parents' graves. He said: "Father, mother, sister, the tile-roofed houses in Changsha were set on fire by the warlords long ago. I have no home. This is my home. The child is unfilial and has been fighting outside for many years. I will use a raincoat to make a roof today. Let the old man keep out the wind and cold." The military raincoat is like the wings of a big bird, quietly protecting the grave.

Mao Zedong was a little moved. Mao Zedong said: "Company Commander Shi." Stone turned.His brows were covered with thin drops of water. Mao Zedong said: "For some people, the grave is the place where life ends. For some people, it is the place where life begins. Company Commander Shi, after you went to the grave last time, you became the company commander of the Northern Expedition Army. After going to the grave this time, you will become the commander of the Communist army!" "Commander Mao, just say what you want. Wherever you point, I'll go." "I came to the grave with you today to give you an order in front of your father, your mother, and your sister."

Upon hearing this, Shitou leaned on his heels and stood upright with a snap.Muddy water splashed up. Mao Zedong said: "You are a sharpshooter and you understand military training. Today I appoint you as a military instructor and report to the bronze drum on the border of Hunan and Jiangxi." Bronze drum?Shitou frowned and thought for a while, he vaguely knew where the bronze drum was. Mao Zedong took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Shi Shi: "The Liuyang Workers and Peasants Volunteer Team is there. As soon as the gunshots of the uprising are fired, that team will form a regiment. I believe that today, you will go there as an instructor, and tomorrow, then A bullet fired by an army can hit the enemy in the middle of the nose!"

Shitou was ordered and saluted five times in a row. He said, Commissioner Mao, father, mother, sister, and my left arm, I accept the order! Mao Zedong said: "Uncle Shi, Aunt Shi, Shihua, I, Mao Runzhi, gave Shishi such an order to take part in the Communist riots. You should be at ease, right?" Military raincoats are speechless.Fangcao is speechless.Only a few birds flew out from among the trees and splashed down a piece of water. "Okay," Mao Zedong said, "let's go, take my umbrella." Shitou was stunned: "I took your umbrella, won't you be drenched in the rain?"

"You have a hundred miles to go." "I can't take it anyway." "If you don't take this umbrella in front of your parents, will your parents be safe? Your parents will say: This Mao Zedong, why did you let my son make revolution with you in the rain?" Shi Shi's nasal cavity became hot.He stretched out his single hand and took the umbrella.This umbrella is really heavy, he thought. Stone walked to another mountain road, holding a red umbrella all the time.He took eight old subordinates to Tonggu together.These eight brothers all voluntarily carried guns and ran back to Hunan with him.

After Mao Zedong sent the stone away, he walked down the grassy hillside.In the gazebo under the slope, Yang Kaihui was waiting for him, five-year-old Anying was waiting for him, and a donkey cart with rubber wheels rested in the inn opposite the gazebo. "He's gone?" Yang Kaihui asked. "For this sharpshooter, the fall harvest riots have begun." "There must be a reason for you to bring me here on a rainy day." "I brought you here today because I really want to entrust you with something." Mao Zedong sat down in the gazebo and wiped his wet black hair. "If the stone gave his life, you have to help him and bury him with his parents and sister. Let his right arm and left arm be buried together."

The wife finds it hard to understand: "I'm here to help with the burial?" Husband said yes. "You mean," Yang Kaihui said, "he will sacrifice?" "There's a riot, anything can happen. He's a soldier, so anything is more likely." "Why do you entrust me? Can't you help him bury him?" "Maybe, at that time, I can't trust you anymore." The wife let go of the child and looked at her husband in surprise. "Yes," Mao Zedong said, looking at the dense rain outside the gazebo.With the strength of the wind, the rain will weave into various patterns. "Maybe I really can't help it."

The wife understood what her husband meant and said, "I understand what you said." "A person holding a gun is the most likely to be injured by a gun." "Mom, I'm hungry," the son said, "Go home." Yang Kaihui hugged the child, and suddenly asked her husband softly: "Can we not riot, Runzhi?" "Our Communist Party, if we don't make up our minds to build our own armed forces now, Xiao Anying will grow up in the future, and he will not have a happy life." "You have said this many times, I understand." "Just a little scared?"

The wife didn't answer.After a while, she said, "I'm afraid of losing you." Mao Zedong thought about it carefully, and said: "Kaihui, as long as we organize well, the Autumn Harvest Riot can be successful! There are five members of our family, I think, there will be no one missing, so you can rest assured. Kishiyo, you Are you really hungry? Dad is hungry too, let’s get into the donkey cart, okay?” Wuhan continues to be sweltering.The Central Committee of the Communist Party of China hidden in Hankou is preparing to withdraw to Shanghai in batches.Zhou Enlai has already started to do this work.The Central Secretariat, where Deng Xiaoping worked, was busy in an orderly manner. Qu Qiubai, who presided over the work of the central government, lived in seclusion in Hankou, quietly watching the situation across the country.However, his mood has been disturbed in the past few days, and some preparations for the autumn harvest riot have disturbed him.Again, the question was raised by Mao Zedong from Hunan. Mao Zedong always has new insights.Qu Qiubai always felt that he and Mao Zedong understood each other, but some questions were raised abruptly, and it was difficult for him to decide.Regardless of whether the helmsman does not paddle, sitting at the stern is the most difficult thing to do.Qu Qiubai, who came to power not long ago, already has a deep feeling for this. He listened to many discussions.This talk had been buzzing around the rudder for two days. "It's not up to one of Mao Run's personal decisions on what banner to fly in the riot, the party has a clear resolution!" "Comrade Qiubai, you are now in the helmsman position of the Chinese Communist Party, and we all support you. You can’t make any concessions. Leading the Autumn Harvest Uprising is not about organizing an issue of "Xiangjiang Review". Stick to the truth. Your image, not your personal image, is the image of the party!" Qu Qiubai sat in front of the half-open window and unbuttoned his shirt.Yang Zhihua handed over a fan in time, he said thank you, and then shook the fan very slowly.Qu Qiubai originally wanted to invite Mao Zedong to go to Shanghai. The central authorities were going to move to the Shanghai Concession, and Qu Qiubai wanted to work with Mao Zedong in Shanghai.But Mao Zedong said that he did not want to live in high-rise buildings, he was willing to go to the countryside, and he was willing to go up the mountain to make friends in the green forest.Mao Zedong had a stubborn temper, but his stubbornness was reasonable. Hunan could do without him, so Qu Qiubai agreed to let him prepare for the Autumn Harvest Riot, with the title of special commissioner of the Central Committee.Unexpectedly, after the special commissioner went all the way to the rural areas of Hunan to conduct a series of investigation meetings, he immediately put forward a series of opinions that were not consistent with the central government's caliber on the issue of the land revolution and the riots.For example, he advocated that not only the land of the big landlords should be confiscated, but also the land of the small and medium landlords, that is, the land of the entire landlord class should be confiscated, otherwise, according to him, the demands of the peasants would not be met.For example, regarding the issue of the name of organizing the Autumn Harvest Riot, Mao Zedong disagreed with the central government's approach of "playing the Kuomintang's brand," and he believed that the people had already cast aside this brand. It is said that he attended the Hunan Provincial Committee meeting held in the Shenjia Mansion on the outskirts of Changsha on August 18. His speech at the meeting was impassioned. The Central Commissioner said at the time: "Why does this autumn harvest riot have to be like Nanchang? Just like riots, how about flying the flag of the Kuomintang? Peasants are not satisfied with it. Workers are also not satisfied with it. , I firmly believe that we should fly the flag of the Communist Party high!" It is said that everyone was delighted and applauded. Some opinions, Qu Qiubai thought, could agree with Mao Zedong and the newly reorganized Hunan Provincial Party Committee, and some opinions, the central government should not blindly listen to the following, such as the flag issue.So he said at a meeting of the Central Bureau: "As far as the riot flag is concerned, I insist that the democratic regime of farmers and workers should still be supported in the name of the Kuomintang. That is to say, the righteous flag of the autumn harvest riot should still be the blue sky and white sun flag." A dirty and torn blue sky and white sun flag was spread on the table. Mao Zedong greeted: "Come, Comrade Fushun, count the number of shoe prints on the flag. Don't make tea first." Not long after Uncle Fushun was transferred to the Hunan Provincial Party Committee, when Mao Zedong greeted him, for some reason, he stood in front of the banner, bent down, and counted seriously.The flag is crumpled, and some shoe prints are really hard to recognize. "Commissioner Mao," he said, "there are eighteen shoe prints on the flag. There may be more than that. Many shoe prints are stacked together. There is also a child's foot print. Maybe he even took a piss." , take a little boy's urine." Seeing what Uncle Fushun said was interesting, many eyes came together to look at it together. Mao Zedong rolled up a copy of the Republic of China Daily and waved it as a fan. While shaking it, he said: "There is a saying in China, which is called waving the flag and shouting. To shout, you must first wave the flag, and what kind of flag you wave is very important. The ancients fought wars, focusing on the flag and light weapons. Liu Bei There is a flag with Liu characters on the expedition. When Guan Gong mounts a horse, there are related flags. Zhang Yide, who can’t read big characters, also has a flag with Zhang characters. Even Song Jiang rebelled and killed Liangshan, and he also has a flag with Song characters. Comrade Fushun likes to see In Beijing opera, if there is a general with a painted face on the stage, does he have to put a flag on his back?" "Of course it depends on the flag, and it's on all sides." Uncle Fushun nodded his neck. "This shows the importance of the banner. The banner is the heart of the army and the people. Now that the Communist Party is leading the riots, what kind of flag is it flying? We are the party of the workers, the party of the peasants. When we fly the flag, we use the sickle and ax flag! Hold it on the flag, and the workers and peasants of the country will hold their sickles and axes high in their hands." Uncle Fushun said, yes, that's the reason. Someone sighed: "Comrade Qiubai's reply letter is very clear, it is not a sickle and an axe, but a blue sky and a bright sun." Mao Zedong asked Comrade Fushun to take a ride to Wuhan overnight. He said, you go right away, go to Wuhan overnight, take this flag with you, and go to see Comrade Qu Qiubai.You gave him this flag.You tell him that this is the flag of the Xiangtan County Party Headquarters of the Kuomintang that you brought from Xiangtan with your own hands.On the day Wang Jingwei rebelled against the revolution, the peasants tore down the flag, and there were at least eighteen shoe prints on it.According to you, there is still a bubble of boy urine.You bring me Mao Zedong's question to Comrade Qu Qiubai: I call on the peasants to raise the pole, and this flag with 18 peasant shoe prints and a bubble of boy's urine should be tied to the pole. Is it okay? Of course not, Uncle Fushun said, what kind of flag is this, the sky is never blue, and the day is never white! Mao Zedong sighed and said: "I didn't think of this flag in Wuhan. Once I went back to Changsha and saw how unpopular Tang Shengzhi's Kuomintang Provincial Party Headquarters was, and saw workers and peasants spitting on this flag, I concluded that we It is no longer possible to rely on the banner of the Kuomintang to call on the masses. Comrade Fushun, the banner you brought from Xiangtan County today has strengthened my judgment. Well, please leave immediately and work hard.” Qu Qiubai saw the flag that smelled like urine the next day.He is in the office of the Central Secretariat.He walked slowly around the flag spread out on the table.Smelling the smell of this flag, he couldn't help thinking that Mao Zedong's opinion had merit.It should be said that the Nanchang Uprising was fought under the banner of the Kuomintang.Now, in order to avoid a strong enemy, the uprising troops voluntarily withdrew from Nanchang and headed south to Guangdong. They were pursued by Zhang Fakui and intercepted by Li Jichen, the commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route of the National Revolutionary Army occupying Guangdong and Guangxi.As for the newly launched riot, its name and the strength of its appeal must be carefully considered. He also thought of Mao Zedong's swim in the Pearl River three years ago.Mao Zedong is a man who can shoot fiercely.As soon as he plunged in, he knew the depth of the river.But what he is good at is just reciting poems by the river.Poetry pays attention to flatness and depth. At this time, he heard someone say: "Comrade Qiubai, how can there be eighteen shoe prints? I counted them, and there are at most twelve!" Qu Qiubai walked to the window and stood still under a ray of sunlight. He said, "Eighteen or twelve, they are all Mao Zedong's shoe prints!" Everyone in the office was stunned for a moment, only Deng Xiaoping, who was bundling documents in the corner of the room, laughed silently, he understood what Qu Qiubai meant. Qu Qiubai said: "Mao Zedong traveled to many places in Hunan, and his shoe prints are all over Hunan. His conclusions are all obtained after investigation and research. Such conclusions should be respected by all comrades." Qu Qiubai turned around and went downstairs.He decided to immediately reply to Hunan to agree to change the flag.If it is the Communist Party, speak out the words of the Communist Party, and the truth is the appeal.Qu Qiubai, who was walking on the stairs, was instantly full of confidence in the success of the Hunan Autumn Harvest Uprising. The setting sun is like a single eye, staring drunkenly at the scorching Yangtze River.The river is wide and calm.Those who swim in the river are mostly rickety iron-hulled boats and small sampans. The British river cruiser "Gonghe" left Wuhan with the setting sun on its back and went down the river to the east. In the middle of the cages in the third-class cabin, a few silent passengers in suits sat curled up.One of the middle-aged people looked like a sick man, with a cloth wrapped around his forehead and a large brown coarse linen scarf on his shoulders, making his already gray face even darker. Along the way, Secretary Huang Wenrong and Director of Central Publishing Bureau Wang Yuanfang did not strike up a conversation with the "patient" Chen Duxiu.The ship is not a place for conversation, there is a huge English cloth posted on the railing of the front deck, which states that if the national government arrests people on board, the ship will not be responsible.Apart from Bu Qian's reason, Chen Duxiu had another reason, which was that he didn't want to talk. The main reason why Chen Duxiu didn't want to talk was because of his melancholy.It's not that he's in a bad mood, and he won't decide to go east to Shanghai.On this trip to Shanghai, he still wanted to live with Wang Mengzou in the Yadong Library.Wang Mengzou brought the message through his nephew Wang Yuanfang, and he was also welcome to go.Wuhan has no attachment to Chen Duxiu.After the emergency meeting of the 1987 Central Committee, Qu Qiubai and Li Weihan quietly came to the Qianhualou "Hongyuan Zhihang" to visit him.He then learned about the situation after the Nanchang riots, and also knew that because of the August 7th Conference, a new central leadership had been formed. no longer exists.At that time, he really wanted to ask Qu Qiubai, there were only twenty people attending your August 7th meeting, how could you help me out of the position of general secretary with only twenty hands?Didn’t the Fifth National Congress of the Communist Party of China three months ago elect 31 members of the Central Committee and 14 alternate members of the Central Committee?That adds up to more than forty people.At that time, he only moved his lips, but did not say a word.He never uttered a loud word, but only puffed out a long puff of smoke, so that Secretary Huang, who was watching the wind downstairs, didn't hear any movement upstairs.Chen Duxiu had broken many teacups or teacup lids in the past twenty years, but that windless night was very peaceful. He is also very calm in the third-class cabin now.The sound of the turbines coming down the river is not loud, and the faintly visible trees and small houses on both sides of the river move smoothly.But he knows that every day now, life in China is not peaceful.The bayonets of Chiang Kai-shek and Wang Jingwei, who tore their faces, are dripping fresh blood from members of the Chinese Communist Party and the revolutionary masses every day, and the angry Chinese Communists are also setting off riots, large and small, all over the country. They are showing their foreign guns Earth guns and shuttle-marked broadswords to fight against the heavily armed new Kuomintang warlords. He suddenly thought of Mao Zedong.Where would Mao Zedong be talking now?He must still have been speaking so impassionedly, and he must have been with armed peasants. Chen Duxiu guessed that it was probably close to ten.On the day Chen Duxiu resigned from Wuhan, that is, September 4, Mao Zedong was in a large tile-roofed house in Zhangjiawan, Anyuan, and he was indeed talking loudly.In this big tile-roofed house was the military meeting of the Autumn Harvest Uprising on the border between Hunan and Jiangxi. Mao Zedong spoke as the Secretary of the Front Enemy Committee of the Autumn Harvest Uprising of the Hunan Provincial Party Committee.Of course Chen Duxiu couldn't hear what he said, and couldn't think of what he said. Mao Zedong is tall and straight.He was speaking standing up, holding a piece of paper in his hand.He is announcing a very important matter with a loud voice. "Now I announce that the First Division of the First Army of the Workers' and Peasants' Revolutionary Army is formally established! The division commander is Yu Sadu, the deputy division commander Yu Benmin, and the chief of staff Zhong Wenzhang. The first division has three regiments under its jurisdiction. The first regiment is stationed in Xiushui, with Lu Deming The guard regiment is the backbone, composed of the Pingjiang Workers and Peasants Volunteer Army and the Chongyang and Tongcheng Peasant Self-Defense Forces, with Zhong Wenzhang concurrently as the head of the regiment.” After the applause, Mao Zedong continued to announce: "The second regiment is stationed in Anyuan. It consists of the Anyuan workers' picket team, the Anyuan mine police team, and some peasant self-defense forces in Anfu, Yongxin, Lianhua, Pingxiang, and Liling. The head of the regiment, Wang Xingya, the deputy Captain Black Basket." Everyone applauded again, and someone whispered long live.Heitang from Anyuan became the deputy team leader, and his face was full of excitement. Mao Zedong also announced: "The third regiment, stationed in Tonggu, is composed of a battalion of the Liuyang Workers and Peasants Volunteer Team and a guard regiment, headed by Su Xianjun." Apart from the monotonous sound of the engine, Chen Duxiu heard nothing.The brown linen scarf around his neck was damp with sweat.Chen Duxiu sweated a lot that day, and he obviously felt that his body was much weaker.He turned his face away and looked at the river from the porthole.Looking at the Yangtze River in this way is quite different from looking at the Yangtze River from the fifth floor of the Yellow Crane Tower.He saw neither "Stage" nor "Order" now, only the messy water splashing continuously from the gunwale.He didn't think about it too.He doesn't want to analyze, generalize, deduce anything, he doesn't want to draw conclusions anymore, the conclusions have already been made by others. When the riverboat sailed past his hometown Anqing in the twilight, Chen Duxiu stood up, quietly left the cabin, and walked onto the breezy deck. He smelled the air of his long-lost hometown, and he had mixed feelings for a while.He sat down on a wooden crate. A missionary with blue eyes and a high nose bridge stepped onto the deck, turned around, and stood still in front of the stooped Chen Duxiu. "What kind of pier is this, sir?" The foreigner's Chinese was awkward, but he could understand it. "The best pier in the world, Anqing." "Why is Anqing the best dock in the world?" "Because the best people in the world travel all over the world from this pier." Foreigners obviously don't understand this tongue twister. "Sir, are you sick?" He bent down. "heavy sick." "Where can't it work?" "I can't do it all!" "If you feel uncomfortable in a certain place, you can ask a doctor for advice. If you feel uncomfortable all over, you can only ask God for advice." "I already have God." "Ah, my boy," the missionary exclaimed, his eyes sparkling like sapphires. "Have you joined the teaching?" At this time, Jiang Lun let out a long siren, like the echo of heaven.Chen Duxiu looked at the other party's blue eyes, and said calmly, "I have had my God since I was born." The missionary couldn't understand: "What did you say?" "My God, the surname is Chen." The missionary was even more confused: "What are you talking about? I don't understand." "My God, it's me!" "My God," said the missionary, crossing himself, "you should say that, God is in my heart." "No," Chen Duxiu said, "my God is me. Every step I take is adhering to my own will. If I have taken a few steps and missed a few steps before, it means that I have followed other people's will and believe in it." God, so I went the wrong way. After I recover from this serious illness, every step, every half step, must uphold the will of my own God! I will continue to walk to the end, I don’t want anyone Help, including you Western priest." "Poor boy, you can't refuse kind help. Didn't you tell me that you're not feeling well?" "God is uncomfortable too. Your God is crucified, is he comfortable?" The missionary was stunned for a long while.Twilight was getting darker. The missionary said, "It's windy here, my boy, go back to the cabin." Chen Duxiu put his hands on his knees, stood up with difficulty, and sighed: "You have said so many words, but this sentence is still pleasant." He went back to third class.The leather shoes stepped on the deck, making a hollow sound. The Autumn Harvest Uprising on the border of Hunan and Jiangxi carefully planned by Mao Zedong officially started on September 9.The First Regiment and Division Headquarters of the First Division of the Workers and Peasants Revolution took the lead in announcing the uprising in Xiushui City. On this day, Mao Zedong himself was on his way.He hurried to Jiangxi Tonggu to organize the uprising of the third regiment.When Mao Zedong passed by Zhangjiafang Village in Liuyang, he suddenly encountered danger again. He never thought that the only incident in his life would happen on this day. Mao Zedong was dressed in a white silk gown and trousers, a summer hat covering his face, and dressed as a businessman.At that time, he was braving the scorching sun and approaching a small inn in Zhangjiafang that served meals.A poster with the characters of wine and a poster with the characters of fish hangs temptingly on the eaves of the inn. The owner of the inn smelled the footsteps, and waved hello from afar: "It's hot, rest your feet, and the guest wants a bowl of ginger, salt, soybean, and sesame tea?" Mao Zedong said: "I'm hungry, eat!" "There is fish! It's delicious but crucian carp head, pomfret mouth, bream belly and silver carp tail! We have all kinds of fish, customers can choose whatever they want!" Mao Zedong walked into the awning, opened the wooden stool and just sat down, when he heard a noisy sound from far and near.Looking back, I couldn't help but be surprised.It was a group of men in short clothes and short shirts from the Qingxiang Team of the Regiment Defense Bureau, carrying long guns and short guns, making noise all the way. "Check everything!" The captain of the regiment shouted at the inn, "Chairman Tang of the Provincial Government has issued an order to strictly prevent the Communist Party's Mid-Autumn Festival riots! All suspects of the Communist Party will be executed! Are there any suspects of the Communist Party here?" "No," said the innkeeper hastily, "only a few guests who eat fish." "I don't think you look like a fish eater!" The captain of the regiment suddenly fixed his eyes on Mao Zedong, and his two eyebrows frowned all of a sudden. "You eat meat! You are the Communist Party who only eats our Kuomintang meat!" Mao Zedong stood up and nodded politely: "I am not, I am in business." "Business? Selling guns or knives? Or selling girls?" "I am in the cotton cloth business." "Hahaha," the bearded captain of the regiment burst into laughter, "Okay, okay, cotton cloth business! Our team has no shortage of smoke and soil business, opium can be enjoyable every day, and we also have no shortage of rice business , I’ve never been short of suet. Our brothers are short of a cotton cloth business. It’s getting cold, and the brothers are worrying about losing a few sets of uniforms. No, the cotton cloth boss is here, so I’ll Luckily, a blind cat can bump into a dead mouse, hahahaha!" The troupe followed with great joy.The regiment leader said, "What's your last name? You can't be named Mouse, right?" Mao Zedong said: "My surname is Shi." "Boss Shi, there is a cloth shop next door, please!" The team leader raised his hand and pushed Mao Zedong, until he was pushed to the door of the small cloth shop on the village street. A few bolts of tawny and black cloth were quickly ordered to be moved to the counter, with a bang.Mao Zedong faced the cloth calmly, although he had no idea about this sudden incident. "How about it?" said the captain of the regiment, "Please ask Boss Shi to write a silver bill, and first credit a few bolts of cloth from this store number?" Mao Zedong pondered for a while, and said, "Well, well, are you allowed to go back to Changsha first and have a consultation with the boss of this account?" After hearing this, the captain of the regiment sneered, and said, "Since you, Mr. Shi, are not boss Shi, you are buddy Shi, so please ask buddy Shi to measure the cloth and see how much cloth each of our brothers needs to pull to make a regiment uniform. Give him a ruler, deaf?" The cloth shop owner quickly handed out a cloth ruler. Mao Zedong took the ruler, turned over the cloth, and began to measure, but his gestures were clumsy, and after a while, the ruler fell to the ground with a bang. The regiment leader stretched out his furry arms and grabbed Mao Zedong by the collar: "You are in the cotton cloth business, you are clearly in the arms business! You are a member of the Communist Party's Mid-Autumn Festival riot! Arrest me!" The two gangsters with swords on their backs shouted like tigers and wolves, and immediately twisted Mao Zedong's arms.Mao Zedong bent over for a moment in pain and groaned several times. The captain of the regiment waved his hand and said, "Take him to the regiment defense station and execute him immediately!" Mao Zedong suddenly felt a rush of blood rushing to his head, and he began to struggle: "I am a businessman! What law have I committed? Let me go!" "Let people go? Don't talk too much!" The two groups of men twisted Mao Zedong's hands tightly again, "I have nonsense, and I will talk about it after seeing Lord Hades in a while!" The regiment leader suddenly said, "Take off his shoes!" Mao Zedong protested: "Take it off, my feet hurt." "You must take it off, you must take it off," said the captain of the regiment. "After you take off your shoes and shoot you, you won't be able to come back from the underworld to hang us!" The group members laughed and said together: "Take off your shoes! Take off your shoes!" Mao Zedong was forced to take off his shoes.The two black cloth shoes were picked up by the Tuan Ding and thrown one by one. After loosening his arms, Mao Zedong felt his entire back was hot.What should we do now?he asked himself, for a moment he had no answer.The captain of the regiment looked savage and cunning.Compared with the asthmatic platoon leader Tang in the Xiangtan regiment defense bureau, and the plainclothes man with gold teeth on Liudu Bridge in Wuchang, this regiment leader is obviously much more difficult to deal with. "What are you dawdling about? Let's go!" Two gangsters with big blades on their backs yelled at him. The two regiments walked tightly with Mao Zedong in their arms, one in front and one behind.They expected that Mao Zedong, who was barefoot, would not be able to escape. He looked like a scholar, with white ankles. This line of twenty people walked slowly towards the regiment headquarters.They meandered out of the village, crossed the stone bridge, bypassed the gazebo, and walked along a mountain path full of wild chrysanthemums. The regiment leader walked in the front, raised his broad face, and shouted a folk song that no one could understand.Mao Zedong walked at the end of the line, and was carefully clamped by two big blades one behind the other. Mao Zedong felt that the soles of his feet were getting more and more painful.What hurts more is the heart.He thought, we must go, we must go fast.The Autumn Harvest Riot had already begun, and it would be a great injustice if this life fell into the hands of this small defense team today.So he turned his face at the turning point of the mountain road, and said quietly behind him: "Boss, it's convenient." Tuan Ding stared: "Stop talking nonsense!" Mao Zedong whispered: "Are you from Xiangtan?" Tuan Ding was taken aback: "How do you know?" Seeing that his tone was loose, Mao Zedong took out two silver coins and quietly handed them behind him: "I see the fellow, you see the silver coins." The troupe at the end neither yelled nor dared to pick up Yinyang, but just looked at the team in front again and again.Mao Zedong added: "I know that all members of the regiment are employed, and life is hard. Several of my relatives are members of the regiment." Tuan Ding whispered: "You have to give to the front too!" Overjoyed, Mao Zedong fumbled in his pockets desperately, and handed over two silver coins.The group member at the back took the four silver coins, counted and hid three of them, then stepped forward and stuffed the remaining silver coin into the hand of the group member in front.Turning his eyes, the grouper understood what was going on, and hurriedly put away Yinyang. Mao Zedong felt a lot more at ease in an instant, and he was really glad that he brought a few extra silver dollars to go out. He is still walking barefoot with the team, thinking about the chance of escape.He looked nervously at the front of the team, where the team leader was still yelling "Mountain Girl Love Girl" and walking staggeringly. While Mao Zedong was still hesitating, he suddenly felt a finger prick his waist.He turned around like an electric shock. The group member walking at the end nervously pointed to a bungalow with white walls and black tiles half a mile away, and whispered, "Boss Shi, the regiment defense bureau!" I can't go anymore.The distance between life and death is only half a mile.Regardless of whether the terrain was favorable or not, Mao Zedong suddenly sprinted across the roadside bushes and up the hillside with bare feet. Seeing that Mao Zedong was running away, the two big knives at the end of the team looked at each other and shouted at the same time: "Run away, run away, the Mid-Autumn Festival rioters run away!" The team suddenly became chaotic.The team leader hurried over: "Where did you go?" "Over there!" The big blade pointed randomly. "Why don't you chase? You idiot! - Chase quickly!" The leader of the regiment crooked his face angrily.He hadn't expected his team to be so useless. Mao Zedong ran across three hillsides in succession.He felt that there were at least twenty thorns on his ankle, but he didn't feel too much pain, only hot.The howling behind him has been clear, the voice stalking him like a wolf, leaving him no time to feel the blood and pain. When he felt that he couldn't run anymore, he saw a pond in the evening.The pond is very large, and the pond is full of duckweed.The wild grass around the pond is as tall as a person.Mao Zedong stopped, took a few steps forward out of breath, and then took a few steps quietly, and then went into the water, throwing his whole body into the pond. He now felt the pain in his feet, and the entire sole of his feet seemed to be peeled off.But he no longer cared about these things, and only put half of his head out of the water, letting the weeds by the pond be his long hair.Great danger is approaching, and he must escape from it. He heard footsteps, then a gasp.He is familiar with the hoarse voice of the regiment leader, and the voice is even hoarse now: "I can't run, it's right here! Where else can he run? Search quickly. Search the grass, search carefully for me!" Mao Zedong saw the rubber shoes next to his ears. Those who creaked and creaked in the wild grass were all Tuan Ding's rubber shoes.The soles of the shoes trampled out the sap from the grass stalks. "Shi, come out! Don't think I didn't see you! As long as you come out, I don't need to shoot you! Did you hear that?" boom!boom!boom!Several shots hit the pond one after another, and the water flowers screamed and jumped up. At this time, Mao Zedong suddenly saw a fish in the pond.The fish was just three feet in front of him, floating and motionless, confronting him.Deep in Mao Zedong's memory, he seemed to swim through this black and red fish. Mao Zedong had been staring at this calm fish in the water, and he hoped that it would not make a splash at this moment, so as not to arouse the interest of the pursuers on the shore for no reason.The fish remained motionless and looked calm and obedient, with round fish eyes very dignified.Mao Zedong suddenly thought, sometimes people really have to learn how to fish, and they have to dive in the water with peace of mind.When people walk on the shore, there are often accidents.But in the water, there is a sense of being relied on all over the body, which is indispensable in a person's life.Water is a place for fish, and it should also be a place for people.The same is true for a political party, and the same is true for a policy. Without a large and powerful support, it will undoubtedly wither. The fish still did not leave and continued to confront him.Mao Zedong raised his eyes to the sky, and there was a ball floating in the sky with a red belly and black sides, like a fish in the sky. Mao Zedong secretly sighed: Isn't this a dark fish?If you are alive today, the top is black and the bottom is red, and when you die tomorrow, the top is red and the bottom is black. Isn't this two ways of red and black the ultimate principle of the movement of the universe? Just as the calm Mao Zedong was thinking wildly, there was such a shout from the shore: "Report to the captain, did you roll down this slope? Captain, look, the grass seems to be overwhelmed." Then Mao Zedong heard a shout: "Hurry up!" Then there was a burst of footsteps from near to far. Mao Zedong looked at the fish again, and the fish was gone at this time.Mao Zedong raised his hand and pushed the water hard, causing the pond water to ripple, but Mao Zedong did not see the fish swimming up again, only a group of dark green duckweed bobbing up and down. 毛泽东水淋淋地爬上岸，一直等到天黑，才敢赶路。他不敢走大路，只在月光下接连翻山。后半夜的时候，他筋疲力尽地坐下来，靠着一颗大树，一面掸着蚊子一面揉着脚板，睡着了。奇怪的是他一夜无梦。没有枪声，也没有鱼。甚至也没有他的开慧和他的三个儿子。他实在太疲倦了。 早上他没有被林子里的晨鸟叫醒，而是被一阵伐木声惊醒的。他扒开半人高的荒草一看，看见了一位砍柴农民，这老农看上去已近花甲。 “老伯，我遭土匪抢了，脚也走烂了。”毛泽东衣衫褴褛地走出荒草，“这里是两个银元，你帮我到前面村子买双布鞋，再买一把雨伞。用不完的，都归你。” 樵夫手中的柴刀当啷落地。他目瞪口呆地望着这个头发蓬乱的赤脚中年人，半天回不过神来。 太阳爬出一竿高的时候，毛泽东穿上了一双新鞋，还得到了一把油纸伞。 他试着走了几步，两脚掌依旧痛得钻心。他龇牙咧嘴，倒抽着冷气，但是心里非常快活。 两天之后，毛泽东昂首挺胸，亲率工农革命军第三团的大队人马向浏阳东门市进发。他走着走着忽然就来了诗兴，虽然脚板底下还一直隐隐作痛。 “石教官，”他挥手说，“你上来！” 石头甩着一只膀子，从队伍后头跑上来。 毛泽东说：“我吟一首词你听听，名唤《西江月.秋收起义》。这一回工农大起义，我不能不诗兴大发。” 石头说：“我不懂诗。” “特别好懂，特别好懂，你听了就明白。”毛泽东边走边吟，“军叫工农革命，旗号镰刀斧头。匡庐一带不停留，要向潇湘直进。地主重重压迫，农民个个同仇。秋收时节暮云愁，霹雳一声暴动。” 石头听罢诗吟，直冲诗人笑。这是什么诗呀，还西江月呢，跟说话似的。这两天石头特别高兴。先是前一日午后，毛泽东如天神降落般地，突然于中秋节出现在铜鼓县城萧家祠的浏阳工农义勇队队部，只是衣服脏了点，走路瘸了点。当晚，他在排以上干部参加的中秋聚餐会上，高高举起一只大酒碗，宣布说，在中秋聚餐开始之前，我以秋收暴动前敌委员会书记身份，宣布命令：浏阳工农义勇队正式改编为工农革命军第一军第一师第三团！ 在众人欢呼万岁声中，毛泽东又说：“我要求第三团全体官兵坚决响应湖南省委号召，立即武装起义，根据省委的秋收暴动计划，明天就进攻浏阳，痛击国民党反动派！” 石头当时就泪流满面，手中的一只碗砰地摔在地上，号啕一声：“总算有报仇雪恨的一天了！”他记得当时有十多个人都跟他一样哭出声来。 又使石头兴奋不已的一件事是昨天，昨天第三团旗开得胜。三团的第一仗是打白沙镇，这个镇是铜鼓通往浏阳的要道。由石头精心调教的十个神枪手个个不凡，第一排枪，就撂倒了八个敌兵。 昨夜大队人马宿在白沙镇，毛泽东半夜起身，又专门敬了石头一杯酒，毛泽东说，石头啊，你父母，还有你姐，都听到白沙镇的这排枪声了。 毛泽东昨晚兴奋了一夜，却没作诗。今日在飞兵浏阳东门市途中，却大声吟诵，吟诵得就跟说话呼口号没什么两样，石头听了只觉开心，止不住大笑，笑了又笑。 石教官，笑什么哟？毛泽东只想听听诗的效果。 石头说：“这诗就像说话一样，我也能作。” “你也作，你也作！”毛泽东拍手，“好，好，又出一个诗人了！” 石头挥着独臂，盯着前方的天空，大声念：“地主重重压迫，农民个个同仇，我们拿枪去打，敌人屁滚尿流！” 毛泽东起先一愣，继而哈哈大笑。走在前后的士兵都笑起来。毛泽东说：“啊呀，石教官，你的诗不比我的差，以屁入诗，以尿入诗，不是大诗人还没这个胆呢！” 正说到这里，便有个指挥官慌慌忙忙从队伍前面下来，冲毛泽东报告：“前面就是十二墩，发现敌人！” 队伍一下子紧张起来。毛泽东问：“多少人？” “据先头部队侦察，大约三四十人。” 毛泽东说：“投入战斗！” 队伍一下子分散开来。东门市是个大市镇，敌人看来是要扼守的，麻痹不得。 一听楼梯响，脚步声快速而轻捷，瞿秋白就知道是邓小平来了。这几日，又有胜利的捷报，又有沉重的快递，瞿秋白从来没有遭遇过这么密集的消息，密集得像忽然而至的秋雨一样。而且这些消息又是与拿起枪杆子的中国共产党的命运息息相关的，这就不能不使瞿秋白的心一直悬在喉咙口了。杨之华说他整张脸都小了一圈。 精干的中央局秘书处长邓小平还没等杨之华给他递上茶，就开始向瞿秋白报告。“秋白同志，秋收起义军第二团，已经攻下醴陵县城！据报，共俘敌一百余名，缴枪七八十枝。第一团情况，在一团和师部越过修水、平江边界，并且占领平江县龙门厂之后，混入起义部队的邱国轩团突然叛变，致使第一团腹背受敌。” 瞿秋白问损失情况。 邓小平说：“很严重。损失大约两百多人。团长钟文璋已经失踪。卢德铭与余洒度已经率余部向第二团、第三团靠拢。第三团情况不错，在毛泽东同志率领下，继攻占了白沙镇之后，又在攻打浏阳东门市！” 瞿秋白想，湖南总体情况还算好，合围长沙应该是没有问题的。他又问南昌起义部队现在到了哪里。 “秋白同志，南昌起义部队在打下会昌以后，刚刚又打下汀州，但是伤亡很大。会昌一战，虽大破蒋介石嫡系钱大钧部，俘敌官兵九百余人，但起义军也有八百余人的伤亡。周恩来同志原先的秘书、第二十军三师六团一营营长陈赓也负了重伤，脚筋都打断了。现在南昌起义部队的前委正在讨论攻取东江计划，意见也有分歧。据情报，国民党第八路总指挥李济琛正在调重兵围堵我起义部队，战事很紧。” 邓小平还告诉瞿秋白，贺龙军长已经加入中共了，还有郭沫若也加入了，都是在起义军的转战途中加入的。邓小平的情报集得这么细，瞿秋白没有想到。 在下一个钟点里，瞿秋白详细布置了中央机关分批从武汉撤往上海的计划。这是一种战略性的转移，十里洋场可以是一种眼花缭乱的保护色。瞿秋白说，各地起义军的战事情况和中央机关的秘密转移，皆为当前要务，疏漏不得。 邓小平是在天黑时分悄然离开汉口英租界的瞿秋白所租公寓的，他没有受邀留饭。他说他不饿。 他其实已经有两顿饭没有吃了，只恍惚记得早上在码头边啃过一只葱油烧饼。他这几天一直很担心他的兄长周恩来。从得到的各路情报看，蒋介石是视南昌起义部队如肉中之刺的，已下死命令在广东境内歼灭之。起义部队能否在强敌之下得以周旋，真是一门艺术。他觉得他的兄长周恩来是聪明的，必能驾驭得过来。他后来才知道南昌起义军就于这一刻在广东三河赶集填作了致命的分兵决定。周恩来、贺龙、叶挺率主力攻打潮汕，再取惠州，以取得出海口，寻获国际援助，而让朱德率第二十五师扼守三河填，监视梅县之敌。 分兵，有时候是体现自信，不失为良策，有时候却是预兆自杀，乃湮败之举。弱者分兵，尤须慎之又慎。然而他们却分兵了，弱势队伍一分为二，各自打大仗了。 在这以后，邓小平一直难以得到周恩来的确切消息，一颗心一直悬着。所以，当一身小老板打扮的邓小平于两个月之后在上海法租界的一家杂货店门口，惊讶地看见了又黑又瘦的周恩来进店时，心情之激动是不言而喻的。这个年轻的中共中央秘书长兼杂货店掌柜一改往日之慎态，小孩子一样蹦了起来。 毛泽东是在9月12日这一天，高高兴兴率秋收起义军第三团进入浏阳东门市的。这一仗打得也还顺手，敌人丢下一批尸体，向浏阳县城逃跑了，逃得很快。 满脸阳光的革命军战士神气地走在狭长的镇街上，街边屋檐下，提壶捧碗的献茶市民，不在少数。 几个农民用木杠子抬来一只热气腾腾的大水缸，满缸皆是粥。一位农民大伯一勺勺地盛于蓝瓷花碗，强行拉住一个又一个的战士，一定要战士喝。 战士们不喝，农民大伯就急：“你们为我们穷人谋翻身，一口稀饭也不喝，我们心里怎么过意得去！喂，这位官长，他们刚打过仗，不会不饿，你让他们喝一口吧！” 农民大伯拉着了毛泽东的衣袖，他认定这是一位官长。 毛泽东说：“好，我带头喝一口！要喝的士兵弟兄，都来喝一口！石教官，你也来，你别忘了把银洋付给这位老伯！” 战士们一下子围聚过来，开始喝粥。可是农民大伯又急了：“我怎么能收官长的钱？” 毛泽东说：“老伯，你一片心意，我们领了。银元，你还是要收的。你看，我们一会儿就已经喝了你半缸粥，还有半缸，我们也要全部买下来！” 农民大伯听不明白：“抬到官长的队部去？” 毛泽东手一挥：“抬到大狱门口去！我看见反动政府在东门市设有监狱，反动派逃跑了，受欺压的群众还不该马上放出来么？义旗到处，开监放人！” “对！”围聚的市民们一齐大喊，“开监放人！” 开监放人很顺利，狱卒点头哈腰，所有的监门都打开了。 衣衫褴褛的人们一伙一伙踉跄出狱。有的坐在门口砸镣，有的拥挤在粥缸边大碗喝粥，有的则与跌跌撞撞跑来的亲人抱头痛哭。 毛泽东走近粥缸。他看见有人狼吞虎咽，仔细一看，是一个瘦骨伶仃的小囚犯。“不可一下子吃得太多，看你小肚子都圆了！”毛泽东戳戳他的发黑的肚皮。 掌勺的农民大伯笑：“他都喝了六碗喽！” 毛泽东蹲下来，问孩子：“多大了？” "fifteen." "What is your name?" “小扁担。” “小扁担，这名字好记啊。是不是你瘦得像根小扁担呢？” “不是，官长。”掌勺的农民大伯抡着说，“他十岁那年就拿起一根扁担做挑夫了。我认得他，他自小就没爹娘。” 小扁担放下碗，看着毛泽东的黑黑的长头发说：“你就是放我出来的官长？” 毛泽东应：“啊，是啊。” 孩子放下碗，忽然就跪下了。毛泽东急忙扶起孩子，说：“我们这支队伍不兴跪。皇帝老儿不跪，军阀洋人不跪，自己人也不跪。” 小扁担小着声音说：“官长，你什么都懂，我能问你一句话吗？” “问吧。”毛泽东说。 “我为什么要坐牢？”孩子问，一双眼睛睁得好大。 这问题挺小，也挺大。毛泽东看着孩子，一时没有做声。 “我知道，”一个喝粥的囚犯回脸说，“狗咬他，他用扁担打狗，那条狗是县长的儿子养的。官长，他一坐就坐了两年大牢。” 毛泽东坐下来，拍拍孩子的肩，说：“现在我告诉你，小扁担，你为什么要坐牢。因为你是受苦人，是好人。在坏人当道的世界里，好人就是容易受委屈。好人坐牢是很平常的事。这是一个很简单的道理。随便什么理由，好人就被推到牢房里去了。小扁担，这个道理，现在你明白了吗？” 小扁担说：“我只用扁担打了一下狗屁股，我屁股上，挨了一百扁担。” 毛泽东说：“现在，太阳出来了，你可以举起扁担，打反动派一百屁股！” 石头走过来，报告说：“毛委员，共一百零二人放出大狱，其中四十八个要求参加革命军，都在那边集合了。” 正在喝粥的一个长胡子囚犯立即放下碗说：“有四十九个！官长，我算一个！” 另一个囚犯也急着嚷：“五十个！我也算一个！” 小扁担说：“五十一个！官长，带上我小扁担吧！” 毛泽东笑了，拍拍孩子肩膀：“你才十五岁，太小。我们是打仗的队伍，要打大仗，我们要打到长沙去呢！” 小扁担说：“官长，你打哪儿我能挑哪儿！我能为你们挑稀饭！别看我瘦，我肩膀硬！我能一路挑到长沙！官长，让我当兵吧，我当上了兵，就能每天吃上稀饭了。” 毛泽东有点犯难，说：“你问问这个石叔叔吧，他是管招兵的。” 孩子一下子跪在石头面前：“叔叔，你行行好带上小扁担吧！” 他忽然想到了不兴跪，赶紧一个鲤鱼打挺跳起来，规规矩矩朝石头行个举手礼，说：“报告长官，小扁担想吃粮当兵，求你长官收下小扁担！” 毛泽东见状哈哈哈笑出声来。 毛泽东自东门市监狱门口的这一次开怀大笑之后，后来几乎就没再笑过，一颗心一直如石头一样沉重。随后几天，对秋收起义军而言，形势急转直下。由于一团军事失利，三团失去右路配合，国民党新八军两个团迅速向起义军三团迂回过来，两天之后。东门市便爆发了激战，敌人由两路包围第三团，重机枪扫得秋叶哗哗哗直掉。起义军伤亡严重。三营长汤采芝牺牲得尤为壮烈，他把打出的小肠子塞回肚子。石头也打红了眼睛。他以独臂挥动着一杆步枪，呼呼舞圈，沉重的枪托接连砸倒几个跃上山坡的敌兵。 boom!他的枪柄砸在树根上，半截子断了。 满脸是血的铁龙奔上来，说：“快撤，石大哥！” 铁龙是石头带回湖南参加革命的八个好弟兄之一，也是百步穿杨的神枪手，但是杀红了眼的石头此时已经听不进铁龙的话。他亲眼看见八个好弟兄中已经有两个牺牲了。石头狂喊：“我不撤！我打死他八辈子祖宗！” 铁龙抱住石头的后腰，吼叫一声：“是毛委员叫你撤！” 石头喘着粗气，站着不动了，在硝烟中垂下了枪。 遭受重创的秋收起义军第三团被迫撤出东门市，于14日退至上坪。 “领兵打仗，有胜有负，不足为道。”在上坪村外小河边召集的军事会议上，毛泽东这样说。毛泽东认为现在必须要给大家打气，尤其是给指挥层打气。“我们这一仗，为什么败了？第一，蒋介石汪精卫的兵还像蚂蚁一样多。第二，我们起义军确实也缺乏打仗的经验。所以，一时打不过人家。胜败兵家常事，不奇怪。不过，败了，就要有败了的思考。我看，我们不宜再按原计划打长沙。” 石头一愣：“什么？不打长沙？打长沙不是省委的计划吗？不是中央的命令吗？” “这是你的枪吗，石教官？”毛泽东指指他的那枝断了枪柄的半截子步枪。“你应当看到，你的枪断了。” 石头说：“这枪照样好使，毛委员你信不信？你叫我打天上哪只鸟儿？” 毛泽东指着断枪，对所有面目阴郁的指挥官说：“同志们，如果说我们第三团的枪全像这枝枪一样，断了，这不是事实。但是，我们手中的许多枪，确实都像这把枪一样，断了。我们的伤亡人数太多。我们每个连，每个排，都出现了逃兵。暴动五天来，敌强我弱的局面已经很清楚了。古人有言，审时度势。我们不能再按原计划攻打长沙。” “长沙，还是要打的。不然，逃跑主义就是一顶现成的帽子！”有人这样说。 毛泽东说：“有一句大家都知道的古话，叫做将在外，君命有所不受。做人做事，贵有自知之明。大家可以想一想，我们该不该做以卵击石的蠢事？ 我看，我们不打长沙，避开强敌，到敌人势力相对薄弱的山区去，交绿林朋友去，做红色好汉去，这是一条可行之路！当然，中央和共产国际驻长沙的代表，可能会对这样的做法不满意，可能会指责我们，但是我们无法指责现实。现实的情况是，敌人数十倍于我们，一味蛮干，只能全军覆没！” 毛泽东作出的这个应变之策是正确的，但也是不容易的。他后来果然被斥为逃跑主义，并在两个月之后被在上海召开的中央政治局扩大会议解除了政治局候补委员职务。但是，就是因为毛泽东的这一正确决策，为中国革命带来了莫大的生机，拓展出了一条以农村包围城市并最终解放城市的中国革命之路。 福顺大叔说：“毛委员的想法在理，我赞成毛委员的话。” 团长苏先俊也说赞成毛泽东的意见。 石头始终不语。他的脸上伤痕斑斑。他是想打长沙的。他的父母和姐姐都在长沙东郊等着他的红旗。他要把护在坟头上的军用雨披拿开，换上红旗，如果那件军用雨披还在的话。他正想再发表什么意见，却看见一有个士兵通通通跑来，一迭声喊他石教官，说是有人要跑。 石头惊问是谁，说就是他从湖北带来的那几个弟兄，都是班排骨干，他们要跑，是真的。 三分钟后，石头用他的沉重的军靴，砰的一声踢开了上坪村的一家农舍。以铁龙为首的六个班排干部果然都在这里，并且惊得一齐起立。这六个人均已换上粗布便衣，看来确实是要逃跑。 石头踢开门之后，阴沉着脸，大步进屋，谁也不看。 六个人一声不吭。 “我操他八辈子娘——！”石头忽然仰脸，冲着屋顶，狼一样怒嗥一声。完了，从腰间拔出一把手枪，往破桌子砰地一摔。 众人一声大气也不敢出，站得笔直。石头总算回过神来，他，依次看着他的被硝烟熏黑了脸的弟兄。他开始说话，声音出奇地平静：“如果我石头没有记错的话，我们当年的北伐军弟兄赶来加入第三团起义的弟兄一共是九个。” “是，连你九个。”铁龙说。 “现在剩几个？” “连你七个。” “是啊，连我七个。这就是说，已经死了两个了。一个埋在白沙，一个埋在东门。现在，你们都脱了军装，要走，那么，留在第三团的，就剩我石头一个了。” 铁龙小声说：“老连长，你也走。” 石头盯着说话者。铁龙赶紧垂脸，他知道说出这句话很冒失。 石头怒喝一声：“都伸出大拇指来看看！” 众人伸出姆指，低头看。石头说：“我们离开武汉的时候，九个弟兄，都伸出大姆指，伸在桌沿上，记得吗？我举起这把枪的枪托，砰砰砰砸，砸出九股血来！九股血滴在两斤烧酒里，大家一齐喝了！都说要随我石头跟毛特派员去湖南搞暴动，都说革命不成功，誓不还家！娘的都还记得吗？” 农舍里一片沉默。石头冷笑：“如今，仗还没打两天，血里就没有一丁点儿酒味了？” 铁龙小声说：“老连长，部队号