Chapter 90 Ignition
"I am on the tower, looking at the mountain view."

"Suddenly I heard a lot of noise beside my ears."

A new play began on the stage.

As Na Tong's grandson and the head of this generation's family, Zhang Shouchong smiled and spoke first, "Comrade Wang, next door is the residence of the fifth prince of Prince Ding's mansion, Duo Beizi."

"In addition to the neat courtyard in the middle, the east wing is also a garden."

“This price is”

Zhang Shouchong kept observing Wang Deming's expression and cautiously probed: "Haha, it's not that I doubt you can't afford it, but I heard from Shouchun that your family lives in the countryside, and you lived in your sister's house when you were studying in the city."

"I am still studying in a traditional Chinese medicine school and I am not officially practicing medicine. I just moved to a large compound in Nanluoguxiang nearby."

Cha Kuiyuan also added: "Of course, Comrade Wang, we are not deliberately investigating you. It's just that it concerns the happiness of my sister, so we want to find out a little about your character."

Feeling some knowledge and secrets coming into his mind, Wang Deming sneered in his heart. They were all powerful on the outside but weak on the inside. No wonder later generations mostly spoke negatively about the Eight Banners descendants.

But it turns out that they are still the targets of united front work? No wonder they still have a little fantasy even though they feel so empty inside.
Wang Deming's eyes turned slightly, his gaze lingered on the two people's faces for a moment, he smiled, and picked up the teacup to moisten his throat.

After putting down the teacup, he directly revealed the most feared part of their hearts and said straight to the point: "Mr. Cha, Mr. Zhang, do you think I am the same as the peasants out there?"

"Are you always thinking about turning you all into communists?"

"No no no."

"No, no." The two quickly denied it.

They knew very well that the "peasants" that Wang Deming mentioned had now turned the tables and were in charge, and they were absolutely no longer the same as they were before.

"No!"

"You are wrong!"

"I am a mud-legged peasant!"

"My ambition is communism and socialism!"

Wang Deming continued to make shocking remarks.

Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouchong turned pale.

Wang Deming stared at them with a sharp gaze, and said with his eyes slightly narrowed: "I heard from Shouchun that you have been going to the ethnic studies class in Dongsi for classes, right?"

"You should have learned the three old articles, right?"

“We should all learn from his selfless spirit. Starting from this point, we can become people who can greatly benefit the people. A person’s ability may be big or small, but as long as he has this spirit, he is a great man.”

"A noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who is free from vulgarity, and a person who is beneficial to the people."

“Everyone has to die, but some people’s death is heavier than Mount Tai, while others’ death is lighter than a feather.” To die for the benefit of the people is heavier than Mount Tai; to die for the fascists, for those who exploit and oppress the people, is lighter than a feather.”

"First, we must make the vanguard aware and resolute, fear no sacrifice, and overcome all difficulties to win victory. But this is not enough. We must also make the broad masses of the people aware and willing to fight with us to win victory."

“We must make the people of the whole country have the confidence that China belongs to the Chinese people, not the reactionaries.”

Wang Deming recited a paragraph from each of the three old articles without stopping. Then he sat up straight, calmly picked up the teacup again, sipped it slowly, and with drooping eyelids, he watched the expressions of the two people opposite him with his peripheral vision.

Cha Kuiyuan and Zhang Shouchong's expressions changed constantly. Their ability to recite the "Three Old Articles" was no worse than Wang Deming's.

But if we really follow the instructions in the "Three Old Articles", that is absolutely impossible.

As the saying goes, the butt determines the head.

Without the determination to overthrow the old world, how could the old vested interests give up the interests they have already obtained?

"Bang!" Zhang Shouchong slammed the table and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense here!"

"We know better than you, an outsider, how the government treats us!"

“The government has always emphasized national unity!”

Cha Kuiyuan followed closely and explained, "That's right!" "We are also citizens of New China. We have changed our ways under the government's call and are making our due contributions!"

"We have already voluntarily handed over the land outside the city, and donated part of the house as well!"

“The government has recognized us!”

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have set up a training class for ethnic cadres specifically for people like us!"

Meat eaters are vulgar and cannot plan for the long term! Wang Deming asked coldly, "Oh, then what are your ranks now?"

"Then why did many bannermen change their ethnicity to Han when registering their ethnicity in the capital?"

The two of them were choked immediately.

Wang Deming didn't even raise his eyelids, and continued to drink his tea, but added fuel to the fire, "You two have read history books, right?"

"Then you should know that throughout the dynasties, when a new dynasty was first established, did the old and young people from the previous dynasty have a good ending?"

"Let's not talk about the distant past. Let's just say how many people did you, the Qing Dynasty, kill for the so-called "Prince Zhu San" after you entered the south?"

"From Kangxi to Qianlong."

"Until the White Lotus Uprising in Shandong, oh, right."

"You are making a random analogy! This is New China! Everything depends on evidence. As long as we agree with the government's policies and actively cooperate with its work, the government will treat us well!"

The two were once again speechless!

While Wang Deming was sensing the endless stream of information, his brain was spinning rapidly as he continued to uncover their scars. He smiled contemptuously and said, "Do you think that voluntarily handing over the land outside the city and donating the extra houses at home is enough?"

"In exchange, can you keep your current wealth?"

"Be more active in political activities and behave more respectfully,"

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"Have you read the newspaper recently? Those two in Tianjin and Shijiazhuang are senior executives! What's going on with them now?"

"Haven't you seen the government's measures to vigorously promote XXX in the market?"

"You all turned a blind eye to this, too?"

"Haha!" Wang Deming sneered and pointedly burst the bubble of their fantasy.

The Peking Opera on the stage continued to sing: "Don't let your mind wander and your mind become unstable."

"Just come, come, come, please come up to the city and listen to me play the piano."

Their faces flushed and they looked excited.

Zhang Shouchong could no longer suppress his anger. He stood up, pointed at Wang Deming's nose, and shouted at him by name: "Wang Deming, you little brat, stop making alarmist remarks here!"

"Don't you just want to marry Shouchun?"

"I'm telling you, don't let your wishful thinking get you anywhere!"

"We will never marry Shouchun to someone like you who talks nonsense!"

Cha Kuiyuan quickly stood up and grabbed Zhang Shouchong, pulling his arm down, and said in a good-natured way: "Shouchong, calm down!"

"Comrade Wang, if you can really buy the house on No. 18 with the money, we will consider marrying Shouchun to you!"

Wang Deming remained unmoved. He raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked sharply at the two people opposite him, as if he could see through their hearts. He spoke coldly, and every word hurt their hearts.

"Have you ever learned about the history of the Russians in the north?"

"Did you ever see those wandering Russian nobles living in Beijing, Tianjin, Harbin and other places during the Republic of China?"

"You have been studying for so long, do you really understand what socialism is?"

(End of this chapter)