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Chapter 251 The Bolsheviks in the East

Volume 3: Thousand Eternal Ages Chapter 251: The Bolsheviks hurriedly said in the East: "No, why did Xiushuai say this?"

"Actually, I am not an opposing party. I think that the purpose of all parties is to be established is for the good of the people and to let the people live a happy and healthy life. I wonder if your Kuomintang thinks that way." Wang Maoru said.

“Yes.”

Wang Maoru also said: "So, why should I ban the party? Unless some parties have ulterior motives and act in the name of serving the people, and do things that violate the law and discipline. If the Kuomintang can benefit the people, then you can do a normal election during parliamentary elections. I am planning to hold a provincial election in a year, and each party will elect candidates for governors, and then these candidates canvass for three months, and finally follow the example of the US election. Does Brother Jiang know the model of the US election?"

Jiang Zhiqing was surprised and said: "Imitate the US election model?"

"yes."

"Of course I know, but... Xiushuai is sincere?"

Wang Maoru laughed again and said, "The purpose of the party is to serve the people better. Why can't the elected governor be elected? Don't say that if you were elected Jiang Zhiqing, even if you were elected Cao Kun and Cao Da Sisi, I would have no complaints. But this position of governor cannot be chosen, understand?"

"clear."

"Tang Shaoyi is the governor I appointed, but I don't know whether this appointment is in line with the public's opinion and the voice of the people of Heilongjiang Province. I am not a dictator. So I must hold a democratic election in a year and return the power to the people." Wang Maoru said loudly.

Jiang Zhiqing opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen an alien. The warlords did not love power. This was really... strange.

On October 16, 1916, Qiqihar, the Governor's Office of Heilongjiang Province.

"Report."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded outside the door. It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Wang Maoru had just slept for an hour. Since he became the general, he often felt tired because of excessive use of his brain. He gradually developed the habit of taking a nap for a short time. He had just woken up and his natural way must be Li Muyu reported it.

After Li Muyu pretended to be the Democratic Party and assassinated Wang Maoru, she was entrusted with important tasks by the Intelligence Director Luo Hao. Now she is Luo Hao's second-class secretary. She is responsible for reporting the information collected from the Intelligence Department to Wang Maoru.

"Come in."

Li Muyu's face is now a little dark, and she looks like a simple miner. She is not old, but she is very calm. He stands in front of Wang Maoru respectfully until Wang Maoru asks him to sit down before moving.

"The anti-traitor team reorganized by Lieutenant Colonel Gao Jianou caught a labor leader who organized his trip to Russia in Hulun, named Ren Fuchen. He was the captain of the patrol team of the Heilongjiang Provincial Police General Administration and the director of the Harbin Tax Bureau. His current identity is the General Office of the Chinese Workers of the Chinese Foreign Affairs Office. However, according to our knowledge, when he was the captain of the patrol team, he had repeatedly covered Russian political prisoners who settled in Heilongjiang and Harbin. Moreover, he returned to China this spring because of the propaganda of the Bolsheviks' ideas, and acted as the Russian mine to recruit Chinese workers." Li Muyu reported expressionlessly.

"Bolsheviks..." Wang Maoru stretched out his waist, lit a cigar, took a deep breath, and then spit out a smoke ring. "Bolsheviks!" He stood up, and Li Muyu hurriedly stood up. Wang Maoru reached out to signal him to sit down and said, "The Bolsheviks are a double-edged sword. They can cut Russians there, and they can cut themselves here. This Ren Fuchen... Why is the name so familiar? Forget it, this Ren Fuchen, you bring him. I'll see you."

"yes."

"By the way, be polite."

"Yes." Zhong Liren then took out a stack of newspapers from his bag. Wang Maoru took it and saw that it was not a newspaper, but a leaflet, "Declare the crimes of old Russian bureaucrats, and inform the Republic of China of farmers, industry, commerce, military and academics, and others to quickly review me", "The poor people in the world unite", "Ordinary Russian farmers' workers and brothers in China", "Listen to the Chinese Labor Party compatriots" and other confessions were all printed on newspapers. He was very surprised and said, "Where did these come from? Isn't the Department of Culture prohibiting the publication of newspapers privately? Is anyone committing crimes against the wind?"

"These are all from Binjiang Prefecture (Harbin)." Li Muyu replied truthfully. "We searched several people. The source came from a Russian expatriate school in Binjiang Prefecture. Under our severe torture, we got accurate news. A Russian teacher named Yakupov and a Slaven math teacher colluded with some Chinese people in Binjiang Prefecture to promote these things to Chinese workers and support the Labor Party riots in Russia today."

Now because of participating in the European war, the Russian government is on the verge of collapse. The information obtained by the Intelligence Department is that elite soldiers from the Far East have been transferred to the battlefield in western Russia. Russian workers are constantly rioting. These things have made Wang Maoru feel very happy. Unconsciously, he hummed the Peking Opera "I stand on the top of the city to watch the scenery." He said happily: "The more chaotic Russia is, the better, and the more trouble it is, the better. OK, for these people who are circulating flyers, please send them to the coal mine. As for those in Harbin... don't pay attention, that's the Russian business."

"Yes." Li Muyu said, and reported something else, saying: "According to the reports of our agents lurking in Hulunbuir, the Japanese have now stepped up their enlistment of the kings of East Mongolia, and many Mongolian princes have become guests of the Japanese Maeda Xinpengwei."

"Maeda Xinsengwei?" Wang Maoru was very surprised. "Why is this kid back? He is really brave."

Li Muyu said: "We don't know either. Maybe he just got up there when he fell."

"It's really a cockroach." Wang Maoru cursed angrily, and stomped his feet hard, as if he was stepping on cockroaches. Li Muyu's expressionless face couldn't help but be happy. "By the way, what is Director Luo doing recently?" After venting, Wang Maoru asked.

"It seems like I'm pursuing a girl."

"Chasing the girl?" Wang Maoru was surprised.

Li Muyu nodded and said, "Yes, the other party seems to be named Zhang Yan. Now he is receiving training for new teachers at the training station under the Education Department. Then he will not know if he is waiting to be assigned to that school."

Wang Maoru looked at the calendar, shook his head, and said, "This winter shouldn't be the season when spring is flooded. Why can't Luo Hao hold it in?"

Li Muyu smiled slightly and said, "I have investigated under my post. Zhang Yan was not sent by any force. She was just an honest family. Her ancestors were all salt merchants in Hunan for five generations. Because his father was born in a illegitimate family, he was driven out by several legitimate sons of the family to make a living and relied on opening grocery shops. Because of the war in Hunan, he came to Heilongjiang to make a living."

Wang Maoru said: "Then you also need to observe... Does Luo Hao know about this?"

"The director knows."

"Yes." Wang Maoru laughed and suddenly said, "Li Muyu, how old are you?"

"The subordinate is twenty-one."

“Are you married?”

Li Muyu smiled bitterly, "Master, you don't want to..."

Wang Maoru said: "Wait, one day I will choose a 15-year-old Russian beauty for you." Li Muyu shook his head and smiled, and withdrew from the Governor's Office.

————Separation line————

In mid-October in the northeast, the weather became cold. Occasionally, when I went out in the morning, I saw all the frost. At No. 1840 Xinbei Road, several people were lowering their heads and writing something. A charcoal furnace was placed in the center of the house. The chimney of the charcoal furnace walked around the house and then lined out. The charcoal fire was not very strong. Lao Zhang was fiddling with honeycomb coal with interest while saying, "A few days ago, several Russians on Tonghua Road were arrested. Do you know?"

"Huh?" Ying Yunxiang, holding the pen, raised his head, slightly moved, but Lao Zhang didn't notice it and continued: "It is said that he had printed and distributed newspapers without any influence. He was sentenced to three years of labor by the Special Court (Special Court of the Military Government). Governor Wang is so powerful that even the Russians dare to arrest him."

"Tsk..." Everyone took a breath of air conditioning. The Russians that Lao Zhang mentioned were known to him, who were political prisoners of Tsarism Russia. There were two people in total, one was Vladimir and the other was Wangchuliuko. They were both members of the Bolshevik Party. They were exiled because of opposing the persecution of the Tsar. Finally, they ran to Qiqihar and continued to publish a declaration, "Youth Daily". These two people came secretly a few days ago to communicate with everyone, why is this...

There are four houses in the courtyard of No. 1840 Xinbei Road, all of which are large houses between the front and back. They were rented to a tailor, a furry merchant who collected the mountain, a landlord's house lived in his own house, and the other was for these young people who had just come here. Several people don't know how to use this coal stove, but the landlord Lao Zhang himself doesn't know how to use this coal stove. This coal stove was newly launched by the government this summer to replace firewood. Of course, it's okay to use firewood, but firewood will not last long, and honeycomb coal can be burned for a long time. Lao Zhang's hometown is in Hunan. When Zhang Jingyao killed the Ministries in Hunan, Lao Zhang's family had relatives.

He participated in the Democratic Party and was almost killed, so Lao Zhang bought a home business, brought his wife and children, and came to Heilongjiang with the leaflets from the immigration hall. Lao Zhang was very enthusiastic, so he bought No. 1840 Xinbei Road. He rented three houses to others and received at least 30 yuan of rent a month. He also thought about doing something. This honeycomb coal is good. It is said that in Hulun City, ten yuan honeycomb coal is only a cent, but in Qiqihar, four yuan honeycomb coal is only a cent. If you make a fortune, you will make a lot of money. Also, why are the scholars in Beifang who can't keep coming out?

Lao Zhang went to help build the coal stove, but in fact he wanted to find out what these five people were doing. Unfortunately, he was talking there for a long time, but no one paid attention to him. Only one person with glasses, named Ying Yunxiang, enthusiastically opened the door for himself - isn't this going to let himself get out? Think about it, it's hot, next month, next month, rent increased! Although Li Mazi, a tailor, is eighteen oceans, Zhang Mazi's family of four, has two sons, one of them has been a soldier, and the other has worked in an arsenal, and they don't live here. The rent is eighteen oceans a month. The fur merchant Lao Mao is usually not here, with a pile of goods piled up in the house, twelve oceans a month, and three dollars is the hard money for drying and ventilation on weekdays, but you five are nine oceans a day, which is not OK, and the price will be increased. (To be continued...)! ~!
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