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Text Chapter 1575: How can I think highly of you?

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    "You said I was dictatorial, right?" Zhang Yang walked to the middle-aged man and said.  The middle-aged man was a little scared and his face was livid. It felt very bad to almost be pointed at and scolded. After hesitating for a long time, he finally did not speak. The intimidation of the soldiers around him was too great.  Even so, Zhang Yang had no intention of letting him go, and his patience had long since disappeared: "Dictatorship, haha, dictatorship! Yes, I tell you, I am a dictatorship, so what? I conquered Miaoxiang Country, and this is me  I am the king of this country. Is there anything wrong with my dictatorial rule?¡± This sentence finally touched some people¡¯s sensitive nerves. Some people finally couldn¡¯t help but stand up and said: ¡°That¡¯s enough, the country belongs to the people of the country.¡±  , it¡¯s not yours alone!¡± Those who stand out will naturally follow suit, and the discussion buzzes again. It¡¯s like taking a self-study class. If everyone doesn¡¯t speak, then the classroom will definitely be quiet, and if there is a first  If you chat alone, the classroom will soon be as noisy as a vegetable market.  The feeling at the venue was like this. The man showed a proud expression, while the speechless middle-aged man who was questioned by Zhang Yang just now showed a regretful expression. If he had known that this would happen, he should have fought back just now.  "Yes, I have nothing to be afraid of. How dare Zhang Yang kill someone?"  Just when the venue was the most noisy, Zhang Yang suddenly turned around and heard a bang of gunshots. The brick man who was still triumphant just now fell on his seat, with a blood-red bullet hole on his head, bleeding out.  , the person is no longer breathing.  The venue became quiet, and even the sound of breathing seemed to have disappeared!  Zhang Yang put the pistol back into his waist, as if he had done an insignificant thing, looked at the people in the venue with contempt, circled around, and sneered: "I said I am a dictator, and you still argue with me,  Do you think my words are fart? I tell you, please listen clearly. I am the king of Miaoxiang Kingdom, and what I say is an imperial edict. If you object, you must be prepared to shed blood. " Everyone felt a chill coming from the bottom of their hearts.  Angry, crazy, he's crazy.  Don¡¯t you know who we are?  We are all well-known experts and professors in the country. If he dares to kill us, he will not be able to become an official.  Suddenly they realized that this was not a country, and Zhang Yang was not a leader.  Zhang Yang's mouth was crooked: "I know there are many party members among you, and they all say that party members are not afraid of death. If anyone is not afraid of death, please stand up and let me see! Don't you want to oppose my dictatorship? Don't you want to oust me from the throne?  Aren't you going to annex the Miaoxiang Kingdom to the country?" Everyone in the venue felt like their thoughts had been exposed. It turned out that Zhang Yang knew all about it, but he had just been watching the show.  "Do you know what you are doing? Don't you know? Then let me tell you, what you are doing is called revolution! Revolution requires bloodshed and sacrifice. Come and let me see which of you has the ability to regard death as death! Come and let me see your  Courage! Come and show me your party principles! Come on, if you dare to stand up, I will kill you!" Zhang Yang yelled arrogantly.  Some people had struggling expressions on their faces, some clenched their fists tightly, and some wanted to kill Zhang Yang with their eyes, but no one moved, they just sat quietly.  "Do you know what you look like?" Zhang Yang mocked: "Just like the Eight Banners disciples raised by the Manchus after entering the customs, they are a bunch of worms. Every day, apart from going to teahouses to drink tea, fight cocks, walk dogs, and discuss government affairs, there is no other activity.  You can't even do it. You are already rotten!" Cao Jie couldn't bear it and coughed.  Zhang Yang turned around sheepishly and said: "Minister Cao, I'm not talking about you, but these guys. The matter is far away, let's get back to business. Let me ask, who is in favor of the motion just now? Raise your hands if you are in favor!  " I have to say that these people still have some backbone. Except for Cao Jie's people who raised their hands, everyone else chose to remain silent and protest silently.  Their mentality is clear and open, that is, what can you do if I don¡¯t raise my hand?  When the meeting is over, we will not recognize this motion except in this room. We will tell the whole society what just happened and let public opinion condemn you.  Even if it doesn¡¯t trip you up, it still makes you tired of dealing with it!  It¡¯s a pity that they underestimate Zhang Yang¡¯s methods.  With a click, the safety of the pistol was pulled open, and then Zhang Yang, with everyone's horrified eyes on him, put the pistol on the head of a silent man next to him. Zhang Yang didn't care who the man was and asked, "If you don't raise your hand, you are objecting.  !¡± The man¡¯s mouth trembled and he murmured: ¡°I, I, I abstain!¡± ¡°There is no option to abstain, I ask you whether you agree or not!¡± Zhang Yang said.  When the man saw everyone looking at him, he felt a surge of joy in his heart.There is a noble feeling, as if he is the guiding light on the way forward. He cannot admit defeat or raise his hand. How dare he kill someone just because of this? Then who will dare to come to Miaoxiang Country to work in the future!  After feeling confident, the man said nothing and looked at Zhang Yang stubbornly.  Zhang Yang smiled: "You think I don't dare to shoot, right?" Before the man could say anything, there was a bang, blood splashed everywhere, and the bodies and faces of the people sitting next to him were covered in blood.  Unlike the first person he shot just now, this time Zhang Yang was very close and there was blood on his face.  Zhang Yang took out a handkerchief from his pocket nonchalantly, wiped his face, threw the handkerchief to the ground, and said with a sneer: "Don't challenge my patience. Killing is as easy as eating for me, not to mention that you can't weigh me."  You are a human being! You eat and drink from me and you have to kick me off the stage. Is this how your teacher teaches you about ethics?¡± This gunshot was even more shocking than the one just now.  , especially the scene of Zhang Yang calmly wiping the blood, made everyone shudder. Even Cao Jie, who was sitting on the rostrum, seemed to see Zhang Yang's heart clearly for the first time. He did not regard these professors as human beings.  "It's your turn, are you opposed too?" Zhang Yang pointed his gun at the experts in the venue again.  This old expert has gray hair and cold sweat on his forehead. He seems to have returned to fifty years ago, when intellectuals were attacked and the cultural revolution was carried out.  That memory was a nightmare to him, a nightmare that he dared not imagine.  At that time, in order to survive, he bent down, exposed his teacher, criticized the teacher, and finally forced the teacher to jump off the teaching building without seeing any hope.  Unexpectedly, decades later, he would have to face this choice again.  The old professor who had lowered his head once chose to lower his head again. He did not dare to look at others, raised his right hand tremblingly and said: "I, I agree!" Zhang Yang put away his pistol and laughed. With the laughter, the old professor  The professor's energy and energy seemed to have been drained away, and he lay weakly on the table.  The spirit of their generation has been castrated. After such a long period of chaotic life and the baptism of that era, they have long been accustomed to bending the knee, accustomed to surrender, accustomed to lowering the arrogant heads of intellectuals to those in power, accustomed to following the leadership  instructions.  Even when compiling the history of the Republic of China, they must keep two points in mind, one is the principle of governing history, and the other is the principle of party spirit.  That is to say, let historical facts happen in accordance with the principles of party spirit.  Think about it, these people dare to compile even the most inviolable history without conscience. Their spines have already been bent, and there are no bones left.  "As long as betrayal happens once, it will happen a second time, a third time, because their bottom line is no longer there.  ¡°If these intellectuals could stick to their position without any guilt and face Zhang Yang¡¯s persecution, Zhang Yang would still think highly of them.  ¡°After all, such people have culture, integrity, and ideals, and what they do is really good for the people.  It's a pity that these people are not called beasts. They are just following the request of some leaders. After coming here to eat and drink and take advantage, they go back and follow the leaders' wishes to write some critical articles, slandering this place and all kinds of things here.  If something doesn't suit their liking, refute it.  They will ignore that the people here were saved by Zhang Yang from the ethnic minorities in Myanmar. They will deny the medical care and education here. They will never see the good in their eyes, only the bad.  For such people, how can Zhang Yang think highly of them?  How could Zhang Yang treat them as adults?  They are like the ministers in the emperor's new clothes. They know that the emperor is not wearing any clothes, but they will nod in agreement according to the king's wishes.  Such a group of people are worse than children. They are even worse than young people who dare to speak, march, demonstrate, and say no to the Japanese.
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