Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 58 The small doctor heals the people, the great doctor heals the country

The old gentleman picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, hesitantly said: "Do you two still remember what I said about your faces back then?"

Zhou Weihan and Zhao Gang looked at each other, and Zhao Gang said, "Old man, you know that at that time, our heads were full of anti-Japanese propaganda, so how could we remember these things?"

"Forget it, it's fate that we can still talk about this together today, I'm just rambling, don't you two not like to hear it."

"Mr., we are all ears." Zhou Weihan and Zhao Gang looked at the old man and said.

"Let's talk about Zhou boy first. I saw that you have died at a young age. If you die nine times, you will follow the trend. It is unspeakable. Now it seems that you have passed it. You will live a long life in the future. You join the army This is the right way to go.”

Zhou Weihan was cleverly told by the old man, thinking that this is not in line with his own experience?There is something.

"You kid can endure and hide, you are not arrogant at the top, and you can be humiliated at the bottom. There will be no big problems in the future, so I won't say more."

Then the old gentleman stretched out his index finger, dipped it in the wine bowl, and slowly wrote a word on the table.

Zhou Weihan and Zhao Gang looked at it, and it turned out to be a "positive".

"As for you, Mr. Zhao, you have a square forehead and a wide forehead. You are upright in dealing with people, with fairness and justice in your heart, and your eyebrows are slightly raised. Such a person is courageous in doing things, with slightly thick eyebrows and slightly raised eyebrows. You are not afraid of power and dare to fight."

"From the time we first met until now, you have been looking directly at me and at each other. You will stick to your principles. The bridge of your nose should be high and powerful, and the bridge of the nose should be straight. The root of the mountain should be raised. The nose should be strong and strong. Not crooked. This kind of nose shape will first of all be upright, make a decisive decision in situations, and be able to contact powerful forces, showing its uprightness."

"Brother Zhao, I've seen it since you were a student. On the surface, you are gentle and kind, but in fact you are upright and a principled person in your bones. This is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing."

"As the saying goes, soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, and everything is subject to change. Everything in the world is divided into yin and yang, people are divided into good and evil, and things are divided into good and evil."

"When you are surrounded by great evil, then the good will be greatly manifested, and the small evil in the good will be insignificant; but when you are surrounded by good, then the small evil in the good will expand."

"Boy Zhao, your personality is suitable for the former, but things will not remain the same. One day, the little evil will expand. When you meet this day, I am worried that with your personality," the old man said, he couldn't say anything at last. .

"Mr., what you said is somewhat similar to the theory of materialist dialectics we study," Zhao said thoughtfully.

After hearing these words, Zhou Weihan on the side thought of what happened to Zhao Gang [-] or [-] years later, and a chill ran down his spine to his forehead, and Zhou Weihan couldn't help shivering.

Zhao Gang noticed Zhou Weihan's abnormality, and said with concern: "Old Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Weihan ignored Zhao Gang, just looked at him blankly, and said cryptically, "Old man, what you said seems to be in line with the current situation."

"I have been traveling north and south for decades. I have never seen anyone or anything. Now the country has experienced decades of wars. As the saying goes, long-term unity must unite and long-term division must take place. It should have a new look."

"Old man, you also said just now that things don't stay the same, and people also change. How do you know that I won't change in the future?" Zhao Gang argued.

"Some people are hypocritical, some people are patient, and you are just. In the face of the general trend of history, the power of one person is insignificant." The old man said.

"One person is insignificant, but like-minded people come together and work as one, the little devil is strong, and sooner or later he will have to get out of China," Zhao Gang said angrily.

"Small doctors treat people, great doctors treat the country. I can only treat people in my life, but you can treat the country. I hope everyone can keep their original intentions like you."

"Mr., I have confidence." With Zhao Gang's keen political sense and ingenuity, even if he didn't open his perspective like Zhou Weihan, he could guess that the old man was alluding to it.

"Oh, people are getting old and confused. They always say things that shouldn't be said. Don't be offended. The old man can't stand it anymore. Let's talk about the business tomorrow. I'll go to bed first." The old man said with a waned mood.

Zhou Weihan ordered Dong Jiang to take the old man to rest, and the two stood at the gate of the regiment, watching the old man go away.

In the evening of early spring, the weather was slightly cold, and the cold wind blew, Zhou Weihan tightened his clothes.

Zhao Gang said to Zhou Weihan: "Old Zhou, you seem to have a deep understanding of what the old man said."

Zhou Weihan did not directly answer Zhao Gang's question, but said: "As the saying goes, if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, the old man will not harm us."

Zhao Gang stared at Zhou Weihan and said, "Old Zhou, where are you going? I just don't agree with what the old man said. I believe in me, I also believe in you, and I also believe in the comrades around us."

"Old Zhao, what you said made it seem like I didn't trust my comrades."

"Old Zhao, you are an idealist, while I am a realist. We all have beliefs, but the channels for realizing them are different. It can be seen from ordinary things, such as the training of cavalry companies. You can see it."

"You think I don't want to treat my soldiers well. They are also my comrades, and good brothers who dare to go to the battlefield to fight the little devils. Zhu Dashan has a grudge against the soldiers under his hands, so he has to punish them physically? You know they are They were made out of blood and blood, and they are good brothers who can rely on each other on the battlefield."

"But did you give us time, little devil? You have principles and carry out the orders of your superiors, but some things have to be viewed dialectically and flexibly. Sometimes you are too idealistic." He concealed it and said it out.

"Old Zhou, you are right. Didn't I also accept this matter later? Sometimes I also think that maybe my thinking is too simple and too idealistic." Zhao Gang said with a smile.

"Hey, Old Zhao, I admire people like you very much. There is a word to describe you. I wonder if it fits?"

"What?" Zhao Gang asked curiously.
"Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be destroyed forever." Zhou Weihan said loudly.

"Haha, can I think that you are flattering me? You are really exaggerating me." Zhao Gang said with a smile.

"However, I don't want you to be such a person, I'm afraid you will be hurt."

"Who knows what will happen in the future? It's up to people."

Zhou Weihan wanted to say, I know, I really know, but I can’t say this, otherwise it would be too shocking, so I can only help you in the future.

The two were silent for a long time.

Zhao Gang is a glorious idealist", with the romanticism in the bones of the intellectuals of that era.

He is very mature, he has a high degree of political accomplishment, and he strictly implements the orders of his superiors.But he's also naive.

He refused to follow the trend, so when he could retreat unscathed as long as he said a soft word at the conference, he resolutely yelled the outrageous words at the time.This is the dignity that an idealist should have. You can beat me, scold me, and humiliate me, but if you want me to change the belief in my heart, it is impossible!
In fact, when we look at it now, isn't this the "never forget the original intention" of that era? In that era when five thousand years of morality had been completely lost, there were still people like Zhao Gang who died for their ideals. They are our nation the spine!
Zhao Gang once said to Feng Nan that "sometimes death is also a kind of struggle".I think that is the last dignity of his soul, when living with dignity becomes a luxury

The ideas I firmly believe in have deteriorated, and I would rather be a martyr than live in the world.Of course, he could fight in many ways, but he chose the most "decent" one in his opinion, and fulfilled his historical mission as a "glorious idealist".

To borrow a poem by Du Fu to describe Zhao Gang:
Wang Yang, Luluo, at the time, was frivolity and literary.

Ercao's body and name will die, and the rivers will not be abandoned forever.

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