Chapter 5 Thrilling scene (5)

These two people are Duan Sizhi and Hou political commissar of the Red President. As soon as Commander Duan entered the door, he said, "We can hear the conversation between the two of you clearly!" His voice was loud and powerful.The old voice outside the door just now was obviously made by Hou Yukun.Ma Yanxiong opened his eyes to look at them, and said: "Guobin, Yukun, they are here..." He gasped again after speaking.There was a slight whistling sound in the panting. Li Weiguang was taken aback by the sudden arrival of these two people at first, then he grinned and smiled obviously, and asked, "You two have come a long time ago? Where did you come from?"

"Where did he come from!" Commander Duan replied with all his might.He didn't look at Li Weiguang, but stared at the waxy face leaning against the quilt.This face is serene and calm, but also firm and mysterious!Commander Duan kept his mouth tightly shut and stared at this face stubbornly, as if he was looking at something he couldn't understand in a hurry, looking serious and struggling. Duan Guobin's stature is not tall, but he is as solid as a mediocrity that grinds the field.Yellow hair, yellow beard, yellow eyes.On the same yellow face near the left temple, there is a small bright red mole the size of a thumb.Not long ago, this person was just a projectionist at the county film station, and he has become one of the most important figures in the county in just over a year.He can save lives, or he can kill them.He has the qualifications to make laws and also has the power to abolish laws; he can make the former majestic deputy secretary of the county party committee into his second-class horse!

Hou Yukun leaned against the windowsill and smoked a cigarette.He was in his thirties, but his appearance was very old, and he spoke like a man in his sixties or seventies, slow and weak.The hair falls out sparsely, and the slimming plate can be blown down by the wind.The face is always tired, like staying up for a long time or sleeping for a long time.Unless angry, generally speak very softly.However, the old saying is true: people should not be judged by their appearance.A world of storms is within this man; in that shriveled chest there are often torrential waves.He was the former secretary of the county party committee.In the second half of 1966, when Commander Duan and the others were struggling to criticize the "crime" of the "Three Antis" Ma Yanxiong, he raised the flag of rebellion at the county party committee, and sent the records of the county standing committee to the Rebel Front.He also did work to get Li Weiguang, the deputy secretary of the county party committee, to "kill" him out of the county standing committee and express his opinion to Mr. Hong.He also quickly helped Commander Duan unite the scattered people with the same views and set up the "Red Rebel Headquarters".The great social turmoil produces not only handsome talents, but also counselors.If Duan Guobin is a sharp knife, Hou Yukun is the strong hand that makes it.

The "strategic" move of the Red President to "liberate" Ma Yanxiong was planned by Hou Yukun.He repeatedly persuaded the "hawks" during those two days and two nights at the Standing Committee of Hehaote that our rebel faction has now seized the power of the party organization and has become the ruling party!Can we play around?If the ruling party wants to be in power, it must win the hearts and minds of the people!The Kuomintang has already understood this truth, but our revolutionary rebels have become a bit confused?Make it clear, Ma Yanxiong farmers support it!Let's take him out!To win the hearts and minds of the people, to crush the black fingers, let us take power, this is killing three birds with one stone, killing three birds with one stone!Wait until our regime is stabilized, and then throw him away, isn't it okay? The "hawks" were overwhelmed by his eloquence and unanimously agreed to his plan.As soon as the meeting was over, he sent Li Weiguang over.As soon as Li Weiguang left, he pulled Duan Guobin to stand outside the cell door, listening to the conversation between Li Weiguang and Ma Yanxiong inside...

At this moment, he was leaning against the window sill and smoking a cigarette carelessly. He slowly put the cigarette on the slit of his lips, inhaled it leisurely, and exhaled it leisurely; Swallow it in your mouth.Finally, it slowly drifted out through the two noses. Commander Duan now looks away from Yeon-woong's face.With his hands in his trouser pockets, he quickly paced back and forth in this small room.After walking around for a while, he stopped at the side of the kang where Ma Yanxiong was lying, staring at his waxy face with yellow eyes, and said in a loud and powerful voice: "Ma Yanxiong! Are you going to express your opinion to us rebels? What do you say? Well! Did you hear that? 'Sun Dasheng' knocked your ears down too! Huh?" Ma Yanxiong opened his eyes, looked into those yellow eyes and said, "Guobin, I told Weiguang everything I need to say. , you have heard it too. I am just as you said, stubborn. You all know this. Besides, I still can’t figure it out! Yesterday, you said that I am an unrepentant capitalist roader, why? Today I am a 'revolutionary leading cadre' again?" Then he added mockingly, "You need cadres to set up a revolutionary committee, isn't Wei Guang a ready-made talent?"

After he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at Hou Yukun who was smoking through the window, then moved his gaze to the kiln roof.On the roof of the kiln, a black beetle was crawling slowly.Li Weiguang couldn't sit still anymore, coughed, and walked out of the room.There was another soft spitting sound in the darkness outside the door, and the footsteps gradually moved away. Duan Guobin became irritable, pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, crossed his arms fiercely in front of his chest, and stared at him: "To tell you the truth! When we rebels need us, we can knock you down. When our rebels need you, we will ask you to be a 'revolutionary leading cadre', you must be!"

Ma Yanxiong stopped talking.What more could he say?He continued to look at the roof of the kiln with narrowed eyes, and the beetle had fallen off at some point. At this time, Hou Yukun's old voice spoke up: "Old Duan, look at you! The old horse has become one of us, why can't you blow your beard and stare? In the future, no, we will be together soon. Work in the Revolutionary Committee! Our revolutionary rebellion spirit is strong, and the old horse has experience. Our revolutionary rebellious spirit is matched with the old horse's classic face, and we have the support of political commissar Hu in the armed forces. This combination will definitely bring The revolution in our county is doing well! Tell Black Finger to stare blankly..." As he spoke, phlegm was ringing in his trachea, he walked slowly to Ma Yanxiong, bowed his thin body, and said in pretended surprise : "Ha! Is the old horse skinny like this?"

He turned his head and said to Duan Guobin as if he had made a temporary decision: "Old Duan! I think it is so, tell Lao Ma to go home tonight! Let's not talk to him about standing up for now. First Tell the old horse to go home to recuperate for a few days and go to the hospital to see a doctor, let’s talk about it later. Do you think it’s okay?” Commander Duan immediately said: “Yes!” Then he glanced at Ma Yanxiong with the air of a benefactor, and added: “ Don't forget the kindness of the revolutionary rebels!" Hou Yukun bowed down again with concern and asked: "Old Ma, do you want to send someone to send you off!" "..." Seeing that there was no answer, the two of them gave each other a wink and left the room one after the other. door, let’s go... Ma Yanxiong struggled to sit up, fumbled to put on his ragged padded jacket, and pressed the hole where the map and pencil were held with his skinny hands.

At this time, there was only a "crash" from the big iron gate outside, and a shrill voice shouted, "Ma Yanxiong, get out!" He got off the kang with a groan, leaned against the wall to take a few breaths, and then moved out of the cell step by step.He moved across the courtyard dam step by step and came to the big iron gate of the prison. He rested his fiery head against the cold iron door frame for a long time.Then he moved out of the prison gate step by step, no one was watching, it seemed that he was really let out.The first breath of cold air in the wilderness poured into his chest, making him feel intoxicated with dizziness.Now, he is standing outside the prison.He was ragged and unkempt, like a tramp.The bright moonlight reflected his face, which was pale and bloodless.He squinted his eyes, looked greedily at the silhouettes of the distant mountains, and staggered towards his home along a path under the ancient city wall...