Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 328 Adding fuel to the flames (Part )

In the Beijing Prison, a group of progressive students who were arrested on charges of illegal organization and illegal anti-Japanese resistance were locked up in a cell. Outside the cell, as the door lock was opened, a sound of footsteps was heard.

They looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wang Yi walking up to them, pulling out a chair in front of him and sitting down. With the light in the cell, they looked at the college students in front of them who were only a few years younger than themselves but had already taken to the streets to fight for their country and nation in this time of crisis, and they felt a sense of emotion in their hearts.

These college students also stared at him with unfriendly eyes. Although he looked sloppy and had some scars on his body, it was not a big problem.

Looking at the food in front of them that had hardly been touched, Wang Yi also felt a headache.

"Oh, you are quite courageous. You barely ate a few bites of food. Do you know that it is not easy for you to go to college at your age? I understand that you have a patriotic heart to fight against the Japanese aggression and save the nation, but it is really unnecessary to torture yourself like this."

"Humph! Wang Yi, I know you. You defeated the masters of foreigners and Japanese alone in the Embassy Street in Beijing. I thought you were a great hero, but I didn't expect you to become a mercenary businessman. The authorities are incompetent and they sell out their country for survival. As a hero, you don't speak for the country with us, but instead want to be a lobbyist for us?

Bah! Mr. Tan, one of the Six Gentlemen of the Reform Movement of 1898, was not afraid of death. With the example of our predecessors, how can we, the younger generation, be such cowards? Get out of here, take all your leftovers away, I look down on you! Get out of our sight now, or you will lose the last good impression you left on us."

A boy pointed at Wang and cursed him, and also pointed at the leftovers in front of him with a look of disgust.

But the rumbling sound in his stomach betrayed him and made him feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Yi was not annoyed when being scolded like that. Instead, he thought the other person was cute.

If calculated according to their real age, as a person in later generations, when I see these college students working hard for the country in times of crisis, I have to call them "Masters". However, I didn't expect that the martyrs of this era were so lovely when they were young, and even their scolding was so polite.

However, the warden Fu Hai, who was leading Wang Yi nearby, frowned when he heard the other party's words.

He just felt that these young people were really full men who didn't know the hunger of hungry men, and they even had some false reserve and aloofness of scholars. These were leftovers? Did they know how many people in the capital city would never have a meal of these leftovers until they died?
He was about to speak up to defend Wang Yi. If it weren't for Boss Wang's instructions, would you have only suffered minor injuries and endured such hardships when you were arrested? But before he could say anything, Wang Yi responded first.

"Yes, yes, yes, you are right, but the ancients said that learning the arts of literature and martial arts is the best way to serve the emperor. Even though the emperor is gone now, the truth is still the same and it won't change much. My king is very capable and hates the Japanese just like you do, but no matter how capable he is, how many Japanese can he kill? A hundred? A thousand? And how many bullets can he block? A thousand? Ten thousand? Or a few shells.

You have advanced ideas and know how to resist the Japanese and save the nation, but in my opinion, what you are doing now is just childish tricks, otherwise I would not be sitting here talking to you now, I would have to go to the vegetable market to watch you being shot and beheaded. "

These sarcastic remarks made the students frown and glare at Wang Yi.

"Don't look at me like that. I was right when I said you kids are just playing house. You guys are only good at showing off in the city. If you don't believe me, take these slogans and go to the rural areas outside the capital. Tell these old farmers who have been working hard all their lives. Do you think they will understand you or pay any attention to you?

Do you think that wars are fought with words? It is fought with people, with the descendants of the peasants who work hard in the fields, and with their lives on the front lines! You think of fighting against the Japanese and saving the nation, but for them, the most important thing is whether they can survive this year and whether their family can survive. Fighting against the Japanese and saving the nation? Oh, Mr. Chang Siye in my house is the best example. He is a bannerman, eating the iron crops of the Qing Dynasty, and he has no worries about food and clothing all his life. He only needs to entertain birds and drink tea.

Don't be fooled by his carefree appearance. He is a bannerman, but he is also patriotic. In the early years, he was convicted for his words and was sent to prison because he was concerned about the country and the people in a teahouse. After he was released, his crops were gone, so he joined the Boxer Rebellion and fought against foreigners. But the Qing Dynasty was destroyed, and it was the right time to destroy it! He did not blame or hate, thinking that he was still young and could support himself with his strength, but things went wrong and he ended up selling peanuts to make a living.

Let me ask you, regarding what my Fourth Master Chang has done, does he love his country? Let me ask you again, if you go to my Fourth Master Chang with these slogans and ask him to mobilize those bannermen to join you in making trouble, do you think he will listen or not? "

Wang Yi's questioning left these students speechless. They felt that Wang Yi was right, but also felt that Wang Yi was wrong, but they didn't know how to refute Wang Yi.

Just as they were thinking about it, Wang Yi waved his hand, and the leftovers in front of them floated up out of thin air and flew towards Wang Yi.

He didn't care about the dust on the food, picked up the chopsticks, wiped them on his sleeves, and started eating in front of them. He poured a glass of wine and greeted the warden Fu Hai next to him.

"Brother Fu Hai, the food is cold, but it's still good. They're wasting it, but we can't. Let's finish it together."

"Well, that's great. When I was a patrolman, I could only order one or two of these dishes with my annual salary. If it weren't for your kindness, Boss Wang, I wouldn't have been the warden." "Now, Brother Fuhai, you're the warden. Logically, you should have received a share of the filial piety. You can afford to eat these meals, right?"

"How could that be possible? There are so many people in the courtyard and the alley who can't afford to eat. I gave all the gifts to them. Although they still can't eat these good meals, the lives of everyone in this alley are much better than before."

"That's good."

The two of them were chatting about family matters and eating the food with relish, which could make anyone who was watching them whet their appetite.

The sounds of hunger were heard one after another, also among these progressive students.

Wang Yi didn't care about them and ate heartily with the warden Fu Hai. After they were full, he smiled and said.

"I came here because the principals of your school united to put pressure on the authorities to release you. I was sent here. It's simple to release you. There is only one request: stop the demonstration. I told the representative of the authorities at the time that it doesn't matter if you make a scene. At best, you can only make a scene in the capital. The capital is not the capital anymore. No matter how much you make a scene, how big can it be? Can it cause a nationwide uproar? Can it make everyone in the city and the countryside know about it?

Let them go, a bunch of poor students. They don't know how to get out of the capital. It's better to do them a favor and let them go. Well, I've said it. Since you think the food is not to your taste, I'll ask Brother Fu Hai to bring you something hot. After you finish eating, go back to your own homes and your own mothers. You've been fighting every day and are causing all this trouble. Brother Fu Hai, I'm leaving now."

"Hey, Boss Wang, take care."

Fu Hai saw Wang Yi off, then came back to clean up the dishes that he and Wang Yi had just finished eating. Looking at these progressive students, he shook his head and said nothing more.

He is just an ordinary person who has been upright, kind, hardworking, dutiful and simple throughout his life, which is also a portrayal of most people in this country.

Fu Hai's shaking head and incomprehensible expression at this moment were more effective than all the words Wang Yi said just now.

Just when Fu Hai left the cell to ask someone to prepare meals for these progressive students, these progressive students in the cell also had new ideas based on what they had just said and Fu Hai's actions and expressions when he left.

"Classmates, it seems that we have to change our struggle plan. Wang Yi is right about one thing. The fight in the capital is just a minor one. We have to mobilize more people and stir up trouble all over the country. We have to let the rural people know the current situation of the country and who is the one who is selling out the country and making them unable to even have a meal. We also have to let the authorities relax their vigilance and think that we are no longer causing trouble. Only in this way can we catch the authorities off guard!"

"You're right. It's useless for us to do this. The government won't care. We have to let them know that we can make trouble to the point where they can't handle it."

"Well, are we going to eat the meal later?"

"Eat! Why not? Not only do we have to eat, we also have to go to the countryside. Only by understanding the sufferings of the people can we get them to stand on our side and help us! Okay, let's pack up. After all, we are organizing a demonstration. When you leave after eating, be alert and don't lose face. We won!"

"Yes, that's right. We have to win more, until they agree to our demands!"

Outside the cell, Wang Yi leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette for himself. Listening to the rekindled fighting spirit of the martyrs inside, he just smiled and shook his head.

What he had just said to these martyrs in the cell were actually the things that these martyrs did later. He just added fuel to the flames and protected them in his own way to prevent them from being persecuted or assassinated by the Kuomintang authorities. The Kuomintang was capable of doing these things. If only some of these martyrs could understand the sufferings of the rural people after the founding of the People's Republic of China, perhaps many things that happened later could have been avoided, and Mr. Lu would not have been without anyone around him.

This is all he can do, and the rest can be left to happen naturally.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi left the prison.

As Wang Yi witnessed the nationwide anti-Japanese and national salvation movement that broke out in the December 9th Patriotic Movement, the 24th year of the Republic of China passed and the 25th year of the Republic of China arrived.

(End of this chapter)