Chapter 4 Sacrifice

When Ye Yun returned from the training class, the other side was indeed a completely different scene, his funeral had already ended, and the high-level officials of the Nationalist Government knew the news that the only son of Ye Shuzheng, deputy director of the Organization Department and deputy director of the Ministry of Communications, died on the battlefield, and many people went to mourn his funeral, and even received a wreath from Chairman Jiang, and was posthumously awarded a major general.

Vice Minister Ye was even more ill, and he was bedridden at home all day, and these days under the care of doctors from all walks of life, he finally regained his spirit.

Xu Baisheng accompanied him at the bedside, looking at this gentleman who he had followed for many years, in his memory, Vice Minister Ye was in good spirits, his eyes were like torches, how could he ever have seen him like this?

"Bai Sheng, you go back first, I can't do anything like this, and I can't handle any official business, you can also go and rest, I have sent someone to your wife and children, you also have to take care of your health." Ye Shuzheng said weakly.

"Sir, this matter is secretly the hands of the second place, we can't be so good!" Xu Baisheng said with red eyes.

"Why don't I know? But what can be done? Now is the time of event, people die like lights out, what can I do but forget it? Don't worry about this, you go and rest first. ”

"It's obviously a trick played by people from the second place, and this matter must be found elsewhere." Xu Baisheng said unwillingly. Seeing his respected husband become like this, he really couldn't swallow this breath.

But Ye Shuzheng lay on the hospital bed and shook his head, "No, this matter is over." Don't you understand? The wreath of Chairman Chiang was given to Ye Yun, who died on the battlefield of Songhu, not for a wounded soldier who died in the Nanjing Hospital. So nothing happened in the back, we didn't catch people, we didn't rob people in the second place, nothing happened, did I make it clear? ”

Xu Baisheng didn't think about it so much, although Ye Shuzheng was weak, he was not confused, he didn't want this matter to continue to escalate, this wreath and the posthumous award of this major general was also a warning, otherwise Ye Yun was just a wartime battalion commander, how could he posthumously award a major general? The second department must have also been punished and punished, and this matter can only end here, and if he repeats the incident, he will not know how to raise it.

"I'm tired, go out, you also have two days off." Ye Shuzheng said.

"Yes."

Uncle Geng, the housekeeper, opened the door, "Secretary Xu, go slowly." ”

For a long time, Ye Shuzheng looked at the ceiling and asked, "Uncle Geng, was I really wrong back then?" ”

"The master must have your reason for doing things." Uncle Geng said respectfully.

"How many times have I told you, the Republic of China has long been in place, and I don't want to be feudal, I don't need to call me lord, I'm just a junior in front of you." Ye Shuzheng said casually to Uncle Geng like this, I am afraid that only Uncle Geng can talk like this now.

"I'm old, I'm used to it, and I can't change it. Alas, in fact, the young master is quite similar, but it's a pity that God is jealous of the talent......"

Ye Shuzheng smiled bitterly, "Like me?" Where is it like? ”

"Back then, despite the opposition of the old man, you insisted on studying abroad, regardless of the industrial farmland at home, saying that in order to seek freedom and equality of the people, you couldn't sleep the whole night. The young master thinks that if you want not to be bullied, you must strengthen the army and enrich the people, doctrines and theories are false, only industry and military can make the country stand up in front of the world, so he first went to learn steel smelting and went to industry, and then went to study military school at the beginning of the war, in fact, the master and the young master are stubborn people, they are firm in their own understanding, and they will not be easily shaken. Uncle Geng said.

"Uncle Geng is an elder in the end, and he sees it better than me." Ye Shuzheng shook his head and said.

Uncle Geng is right, they are all stubborn people, Ye Shuzheng has his beliefs, so he has never regretted what he did ten years ago, even if he raised the butcher knife to his dearest friend, even if he broke the relationship with his son, this is his stubbornness, even if someone poked his backbone in his back and scolded him as a butcher executioner. His heart will not waver, and the so-called merits and demerits will be handed over to future generations to comment.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The bedside phone rang, interrupting Ye Shuzheng's thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, he motioned to Uncle Geng to answer the phone, and Uncle Geng picked up the phone, "Hello, Mr. Ye just fell asleep, okay, okay." ”

"Who called?"

"Director Xu, you know which Director Xu, and he asked if he needed to do something." Uncle Geng said.

"Tell him that it is the best thing to do his job well, to do a good job in the systematic reconstruction of the occupied areas, and to share the worries of the party-state and the chairman." Ye Shuzheng closed his eyes, he also came out of the Party Affairs Investigation Department back then, and he was familiar with their way of working, although now they are nominally no longer under the control of the Organization Department, but there will still be this kind of call to him, at this delicate juncture Ye Shuzheng understands that he must not be too close to them now, try not to answer the phone calls that come in, basically do not call out, sometimes attitude is very important, not necessarily what you have to do, but to let others know what you are going to do next, Or you would never do anything, that's the attitude. His attitude has been given, and then it depends on how others respond to their attitudes.

For a while, Ye Shuzheng also felt tired, such a high-ranking official came in front of the bandits who did not occupy the mountain as the king, he ate a large piece of meat when he was happy, drank wine in a big bowl, and drew his knife to face each other when he was unhappy, and the bullet was loaded.

In the following months, there was nothing to do in one or two places, and there was cooperation for the sake of state affairs, although it was a painless exchange of information. These days, the situation is changing, and the clouds from all sides have made this troubled world even more turbulent, and there is already an undercurrent surging underground in the world-famous Oriental Paris.