Chapter 11 chapter Ten

Everything has passed, and everything has subsided. The heroes who fell in the war are buried in the ground, and their flesh and blood finally melted into one with the ground under their feet.The living have shouldered a heavy responsibility, both of the dead and of themselves, and now it is all on their shoulders.Therefore, Liu Guangtian, Liu Siye, and two men under the surname Liu were arrested and sentenced to death.The last punctuation of this period of history was marked down with dignity. The execution is scheduled to be carried out outside the east gate of the county seat the next morning.

In the afternoon of that day, Mr. San brought a banquet of eight dishes to visit the prison in person, expressing his deep respect to the two heroes of the Liu family. After all, it is the Republic of China, and the prison administration has also taken a big step towards modern civilization with the progress of the times.Liu Guangtian and Liu Siye are no longer wearing heavy wooden shackles, but steel handcuffs and iron shackles imported from abroad. Seeing the gentleman with a kind face, Liu Guangtian and Fourth Master Liu were really surprised. They stared at him for a while, muddy tears rolled out of Liu Guangtian's eyes, and Fourth Master Liu knelt straight down.

"gentlemen!" "gentlemen!" Mr. San clutched the wound on his left rib, bent down with difficulty, stretched out a hand and pulled Fourth Master Liu up, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Guangtian, fourth brother, it's my uncle who harmed you! Old uncle Make you tired!" "Stop talking, sir! If your old man can come to visit us at this time, we will be content!" "Sir, I can't blame you for this!" The gentleman wiped the tears off his face with his sleeve, and said deeply: "If you think like this, the old uncle feels even more uneasy! You are the blood and blood of our Liu family, and you are heroes who are worthy of our land. This old uncle can't save you , should be punished by God!..."

Fourth Master Liu refused to let my husband continue, and said sincerely: "How can you say that, sir?! To die in such a grand way is beyond the imagination of the fourth child! The fourth child has harassed the neighbors all his life, harmed the four townships, mixed food and drink , I have done innumerable assholes, and I am hated by others! Today, it is a great blessing for me to be able to die for the elders of the four villages in a dignified manner! Sir, the fourth brother should thank you very much, Thank you for helping the fourth child! The fourth child will change into a cow and a horse in the next life, and I will go to this world again to repay your old Hong En Dade!"

Mr. nodded again and again: "Yes! Yes! You didn't die for yourself, you died for your fathers and folks in Dongda Township, Liujiawa, and Qingquan County! My uncle wants to erect a monument for you and let people remember it from generation to generation. Your loyal and righteous deeds! Your family and relatives will receive help and support from your fathers and villagers, so don’t worry! Don’t worry!” Speaking of which, the master ordered his servants to carry the wine and vegetables into the prison, placed them on the ground in order, took a sea bowl, filled it with sorghum, and held it high above his head:

"Come, two virtuous nephews, this old uncle will farewell for you on behalf of the elders of the four townships!" "Thank you sir!" The two of them burst into tears, and both knelt down... After visiting the prison, Mr. immediately asked someone to pick up the bandit Qi Laoliu, and begged him to lead someone to rob the prison in the starry night.Qi Laoliu felt ashamed of his husband and longed for a chance to repay him, so he agreed immediately, and then led all the brothers out to the county seat that night. Unexpectedly, the husband had already informed the officials about the prison robbery. Qi Laoliu and dozens of brothers were ambushed by Wang Zhanyuan's soldiers. Qi Laoliu resisted arrest and died.The next morning, before Erliu was shot, Qi Laoliu's body, which had been shot five times, was nailed to the city wall outside the east gate with big nails.

Not long after Qi Laoliu was nailed to the city wall, Liu Guangtian and Liu Siye were released from prison and executed by shooting. The progress of the times is also reflected in the means of execution. Beheading has been banned by the government. It is said that beheading is unsightly and has a barbaric taste of the prehistoric era.The government changed the beheading to shooting.Although the shooting execution has a civilized atmosphere, it has brought great disappointment to the onlookers. The shooting execution is indeed not as good as the beheading. At 9 a.m., Liu Guangtian and Liu Siye were tied up by Wuhuada and escorted out of the east gate, surrounded by thousands of onlookers.The government and the military dispatched hundreds of soldiers with live ammunition to stand on both sides of the road, preparing to suppress possible disturbances.

However, nothing happens. All the enthusiasm of the people was exhausted in this protracted fighting with weapons. This is Liu, Hirota unexpected.Looking at the dumb crowd on both sides of the road, he seemed to realize something all of a sudden, and felt betrayed.His expression became a little dazed, and his face turned pale for a while, and he suddenly had a desire to survive.He felt that his death was not worth it, that he had been fooled, cheated, and used as a gun... He wanted to stop and linger, but the soldiers behind pushed him viciously and hit him with a heavy gun butt. His bound, unconscious shoulder.He was forced to walk a few steps, and then stopped again. The blue sky and the green ground were no longer visible. He lost everything in front of him for some worthless things.he will die...

A burst of fear struck like lightning, and many rich associations about death made Liu Guangtian tremble uncontrollably. He felt that his feet were weak and his legs were stiff, and he trembled every time he took a step forward.The crotch was wet, and some warm liquid flowed out of the tattered trousers... "This bear is so scared to pee!" A great find.The onlookers cried out. It's over.The great image of the second brother who conquered the world was completely over in this second. ... Hirota was awakened by the cries of the onlookers, and immediately became rational. He forced his legs not to shake and his body not to sway, but it didn't work.He was finally held up by the soldiers beside him, and he was dragged forward involuntarily...

Once he had the idea of ​​being betrayed, his faith completely collapsed, his spiritual pillar collapsed, and the old Liu Guangtian had died. A new idea sprouted: If he lived again, he would never live like this, never!What Mr. San, what benevolence and morality, what simple world style, all fucked up!He'll never be a gun in anyone's hands again, no longer will he bleed like hell for some old rags!He will only belong to himself, only to the truth and belief he has found... The gunshot rang out, and a brand-new idea, accompanied by blood, fell on the ancient earth... Fourth Master Liu is a tough man.Along the way, he held his head high, gagged with the soldiers escorting him, scolded his father and mother, and occasionally, when he saw a familiar face in the crowd, he nodded carelessly.

Someone shouted: "Fourth Master, sing one!" Fourth Master is tone deaf, never liked to sing, and at this moment he doesn't know what to sing.He hesitated for a moment, and did not respond positively to the call. The man said extremely viciously: "Fourth master is also a bear!" "Put your mother's stinky fart!" Fourth Master yelled, "Fourth Master has seen tigers, wolves, but never seen a bear!" After scolding, fourth master swallowed and thought to himself. Gotta sing!Even if you can't sing well, you have to sing!It's worth singing once just to prove that fourth master has no bears!But what to sing?What should I sing? "Little Widow Crying Spirit"? "Eighteen Touches"?Damn, it's too soft to show fourth master's style.Suddenly, a few words popped out of his confused head, grandma's bear!This is really a good drama!Yes, just sing it.Which play is it from?I can't remember, anyway, it's good, it's stylish! Fourth Master cleared his throat and roared in a rough voice: "Hurrah!" "Fourth master is a man!" "Fourth master is tough!" "Mi, have another drink for Fourth Master!" "Wow, fourth master!" The last "good" was drunk with great momentum, the responders gathered, the tone was thick, the lingering sound lingered, and it lingered for a long time... Amidst the sound of drinking, a bomb pierced through the back of fourth master's head, blasting a bloody hole the size of a palm on his cheek.Fourth Master actually stood upright for another three to five seconds before he fell down straight with a plop - not facing the loess, but facing the sky.Fourth master's death was worth it, and fourth master dared to face the blue sky even after his death. Many years later, people still said: Si Ye is a man! At the same time as the execution guns rang, Qin Zhenzi bid farewell to Liujiawa and this poor and terrible land.Along the way, the sinking and dilapidated scenes on the earth caught Qin Zhenzi's eyes again and again: the windy and sandy land, the ancient and fortified village, the curved spine facing the sky, the The one-wheeled carts creaking in the ruts, the faces pale and weak due to anemia, the broken thatched hut amidst the sound of wind and sand...all of them are unsightly! Strange, he had never felt this so deeply before.He imagined the land to be much better than it actually was.He came with a great dream, isn't this also a tragedy for him? !Reality and dreams are two different things after all. The power of this land is too amazing, too powerful.It can literally transform everything.Qin Zhenzi has undoubtedly been transformed by this land, his dreams and ambitions have all become melancholy mixed with sorrow.This is his harvest, his reward. He was getting farther and farther away from the mine. The gangue pile, the big derrick, and the Xinghua Company, which was once so vibrant, gradually left his sight, fading, far away, and disappearing.He rubbed his eyes, and there were wet tears in the eye sockets.He felt exhausted, like an exhausted cow, and wanted to lie down on the ground, have a good sleep, have a good... No!He still wants to take a last look at this land. After all, one of his dreams is buried here!He wants to understand: how and why his dream was buried in the soil? !If everything starts all over again, how will he start again? Painful reflections bit his heart like a snake, and various irrelevant thoughts crashed into the normal thinking track like fireflies, making his mind dizzy. He is broke.Workers lost their jobs.Villagers were not adequately compensated for their support of the strike.Mr. San didn't get any benefit himself, he almost lost half of his family property because of this fight.So, who benefits?Qin Zhenyu couldn't figure it out anyway, he knew a "law of conservation of energy"; energy is immortal.So where does this energy go?Why can't I see it? ...Maybe, like the vicissitudes of the sea during the movement of the earth's crust.Large tracts of forests are drawn into the ground, and strong external forces crush them into thin coal seams tens of thousands of years later, causing energy to reappear in the form of fire. Qin Zhenyu thought: If he has the ability to start again in the future, then these energies that have disappeared on the surface may gather together again to promote a new historical process in a new form... In the eyes of Mr. San, this is a piece of paradise. On the night when he sent Sixth Master Qi away, Mr. San collapsed. After all, he was getting old and had two injuries on his body. After working so hard for so many days, he couldn't hold on any longer.The next day, he developed a high fever and talked nonsense all day long.From the third day, he entered a semi-comatose state. Mr. had a premonition of death, and he waited peacefully for death.Now that he died, he could rest in peace.The company collapsed, and the land returned to him, to the villagers.The influence of the company will die with it.The gentleman is worthy of the ancestors, and the descendants are worthy of the descendants.He used his blood and life to protect the ancient and simple world that is declining day by day.He could die without hesitation. On the fourth day, my husband's spirit suddenly improved, and he insisted on going to the land for a walk. The servant spread a thick quilt on the seat of the sedan chair, and the husband leaned on the quilt and was carried out.When they walked out of the gate of the village, many villagers wept uncontrollably. They were all worried that the husband would never return after leaving. After walking on the husband's own land for a while, the servant carried the sedan chair up a high slope.The gentleman ordered the sedan chair to stop with a weak voice. The gentleman stepped out of the sedan chair, looked at the blue sky, the vast expanse of land under the blue sky, and the wheat seedlings in the field, and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the earthy air into the vast In the lung lobe, Mr.'s eyes brightened surprisingly. The land, his land!The land cultivated by our ancestors and ancestors!You are not lost on Mr. This Generation!You will never fall and collapse again! The gentleman raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry: "Heaven has eyes..." Mr. Yi fell tragically and slumped to the sunken ground under his feet, with both hands deeply inserted into the soil, firmly grasping two handfuls of soft soil... Mister dissolves into the earth and strengthens it. However, the fall of a great man will inevitably end an era, and the fate of this land will no longer be dictated by the likes of Mister San.The past has passed forever, whether it is tragic or tragic; whether it is small or great, later generations will call it history. Thus ended the history of Xinghua Coal Mine Co., Ltd.In June of the ninth year of the Republic of China, the Xu Shichang government in Beijing nationalized the Liujiawa Coal Mine and handed it over to the provincial government on the grounds that "capitalists were unruly, involved in fighting with weapons, and owed a huge amount of taxes to the mining area".The provincial government put on a show and re-explored, and later claimed that there were not many coal reserves in this area, and the quality was low, so they sold the mining rights to the British businessman Lester Drockel.It was a year of severe drought, which was rare in ancient times. The crops were not harvested, and starvation was everywhere.The situation of the unemployed kilns is even worse. Liujiawa has ten rooms and nine empty houses, and there is an old woman who cooks for her young son.In July, hungry people rioted, the county town’s granaries and shops were looted, all the gentlemen in the four villages were robbed, and Mr. San’s mansion was not spared... This land and the ancient customs on this land are gradually sinking.This is something Mr. San never thought of before his death.