This is a hemp rope for binding luggage. It comes from the old Jiangbei district. Zheng Zeru has carried this hemp rope when he travels all over the country. Now that he has reached the end of his life, he also uses it to end everything. As a party member, life does not belong to him, but to the organization. Ending his life without authorization is a violation of discipline and commits suicide fearing crimes. But at this moment, he no longer cares about carrying one more crime, and does not expect a day of rehabilitation.

Over the past year, too many people have committed suicide. Fu Lei and Lao She from the literary and artistic circles, Li Lisan, who once served as the supreme leader of the party, Deng Tuo from the propaganda, Chen Changhao, the leader of the Red Fourth Army, and even Tian Jiaying, the secretary next to the chairman, all chose to perish themselves. This is the most thorough solution. Perhaps when you get to Marx, you will have some reason.

Zheng Zeru has a very high qualification and is very old in the party, but because he has been engaged in underground work for a long time, his political status and qualifications are not equal. Before liberation, he was the secretary of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee of the underground party, and after liberation, he was still the secretary of the provincial party committee. He is still at the ministerial level today. He has no complaints about this, and he is extremely lucky compared to other comrades.

After liberation, the Party adopted a sixteen-character policy for underground workers, including intellectuals and progressive students, and was demoted, controlled and used, digested on the spot, and gradually eliminated them. Intelligence personnel who made great contributions to the liberation of the country were tragically cleaned up. Pan Hannian and Tang Yan and others were ended their political lives many years ago, but Zheng Zeru, who also engaged in underground work, passed the test again and again and remained unmoved. Of course, this was inseparable from his keen sense of political smell.

During the anti-revolutionary movement, Zheng Zeru personally signed a shooting order, and Jiangdong Province killed more people than several nearby provinces. During the Three Anti-Five Anti-Revolutionary Movement, Secretary Zheng dealt with cadres and refused to recognize relatives, and achieved excellent results. In the Gaorao incident, if Zheng Ze cut off the line with Rao Shushi, he would regain the trust of the central government, and in the Anti-Rightist Movement, he personally sent his son to the road of death. During the Great Leap Forward Movement, Jiangdong Province's earth blast furnace quantity and per mu yield had created the national advanced level. Even such a leading cadre who always kept pace with the central government and was loyal to him was still labeled as a capitalist roader, a proxy for the revisionist line, Taiwanese spies, traitors of traitors, counter-revolutionaries, and a stinky hooligan who played with women. Zheng Zeru could not understand the ending.

"Diet is coming, I still think so much." Zheng Zeru smiled bitterly. If his wife Pan Xin was by his side, he would complain that he would not care about his body. He did not close his eyes that night, and his mental struggles were still the final result of choosing death.

Even if he dies, he will die decently. Zheng Zeru took out the navy blue woolen material from the closet, slowly put on his leather shoes, found a piece of rag to wipe off his leather shoes, combed his gray hair in front of the mirror, and then stood on the stool and extended his head into the rope ring.

The door was smashed violently, and the rebels roared outside the door: "Zheng Zeru! Open the door quickly, open the door quickly, stop squeezing the corpse!"

Zheng Zeru shivered for a moment and was about to criticize and fight again. He didn't want to repeat this experience of life being worse than death. He kicked over the stool, his body hanging in the air, swinging around.

The door was smashed open, and several rebels rushed in and found that Zheng Zeru had committed suicide by hanging his beam. He quickly untied him down and placed him on the cold living room floor. He felt his pulse, but it was gone.

"He committed suicide because he was afraid of crime, and it had nothing to do with us." The rebels explained to three people in military uniforms that these soldiers were sent by the central government to escort Zheng Zeru. After the person died, the rebels of Linmu Academy were inseparable from the relationship.

"Save it quickly!" Dang Maiguo didn't have time to think too much, so he bent down to do CPR for Zheng Zeru. The body was still warm, and there might be hope for rescue in time.

"Send it to the hospital." Guan Lu said.

"If such a person dies, he will die. It is not worth mercy to die." A rebel said with a lip.

"Okay, you guys go, hurry up." Liu Yanzhi drove them away without hesitation.

With the unremitting efforts of the Party and the country, Zheng Zeru finally woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and had an anxious face in front of him. Looking down, there were bright red collar seals and brown bakery buttons. The People's Liberation Army is here.

"Minister Zheng, we have been ordered by the Prime Minister to protect you." Party Patriotic lied, and a lie that would make Zheng Zeru believe and save his life.

There is no greater sorrow than death in the heart. If Zheng Zeru cannot untie the knot in his heart, even if he saves him this time, he will commit suicide within three days, so he must adopt the tactic of attacking the heart and directly attack his weakness.

This sentence worked very well. A spark of hope flashed in Zheng Zeru's already gloomy eyes. He asked with difficulty: "Prime Minister, does Prime Minister still remember me?"

"The Prime Minister not only remembers you, but also the old comrades from the central government, local governments and the military. He secretly took some measures to protect these comrades. The situation is very serious and complicated. Minister Zheng, you must cooperate with us." The Party Patriotic supported his glasses and looked serious.

Zheng Zeru was dying just now, but after hearing this, he got up: "I must obey the organization's arrangements."

The Party Patriotic looked at the watch seriously: "Time is tight, you have five minutes to clean up the fine and soft work, and you must be prepared for a long-term hidden mentality."

"I am an expert in this." Zheng Zeru smiled reservedly. His long-term underground lurking work was the capital he was proud of, and he also developed the habit of observing meticulously and being good at analyzing. He subconsciously analyzed these three people. Their temperaments were extremely good, and their hands were very delicate. They did not look like those who had been engaged in physical labor and military operations for a long time. The staff of the central organs met this characteristic.

Zheng Zeru's movements became extremely quick. He quickly packed up a few replacement underwear, took a tweed coat, took off an oil painting "Chairman Mao Go to Anyuan" on the wall, opened the hidden safe, took out some cash and food coupons, and except for the coat, they stuffed them into the suitcase.

"After all, it's an old revolution." Party Patriotic praised. At the critical moment, he knew how to make choices. Zheng Zeru didn't take any of those precious documents, film collections, souvenirs, as long as they were exposed.

"Without any time, let's go." Dang Paiguo Road, he led Zheng Zeru and Guan Lu out. The Volga sedan at the door was still starting. Liu Yanzhi was changing the car license plate. He stole several license plates along the way, including Beijing, Hebei, and Shandong. They were all thrown in the trunk and replaced at any time to protect his identity.

The four of them got into the car, and Liu Yan drove straight and headed south out of Beijing.

Along the way, Zheng Zeru was having no words to talk. On the one hand, he felt the pleasure after his spirit was relaxed and wanted him to find someone to talk. On the other hand, he was an occupational disease of the old agent and always liked to touch the other party's trump card from the conversation.

He judged that in this trio, Dang Maiguo is the leader, Liu Yanzhi is the driver and guard, Guan Lu is the health care doctor, and it is also the easiest to open a breakthrough, so he chose Guan Lu to start. Zheng Zeru is in his sixties, but his confidence, mature and wise charm can conquer anyone, but this time he chose the wrong person. Guan Lu is a doctorate from Harvard University. Although he usually looks cute, his IQ is actually very high.

"Little comrade, how long have you been working in the State Council?" Zheng Zeru broke the dullness of the journey and asked Guan Lu with a smile.

"It's been a while." Guan Lu said vaguely. She knew that she was from fifty years later, and if she was not careful, she would show off her feet, so she was just perfunctory.

"Who else is there in the family? My parents are all okay. I think you should be from a cadre family. Your father is an old Red Army soldier, right?" Zheng Zeru continued to talk.

Guan Lu was a little impatient and said seriously: "Minister Zheng, it will not be beneficial to you to know my information."

Zheng Zeru smiled embarrassedly.

"Xiao Guan, how do you talk to the old comrades? Pay attention to your attitude." Dang Maiguo turned around and scolded, and said to Zheng Zeru again: "You should take a rest."

"Where are we going?" Zheng Zeru asked.

"Beijing cannot stay, and Jinjiang is not safe. Go to Jiangbei. According to the situation we have learned, your ex-wife and son live there." Dang Paiguo's words touched Zheng Zeru's heart. In fact, he and Hongyu were not married. Although this woman gave birth to two children for him, she was only living in a cohabitation relationship. After liberation, he immediately went to the provincial capital to take office and never visited the mother and mother again. He just occasionally sent some money and food coupons to relieve his guilt.

The three-day mission countdown has been thirty hours since now. Volga is driving in Hebei, with no toll stations, no traffic jams, no speedometers and traffic police who are fined randomly. The only disadvantage is that he is fatal, that is, he cannot add gasoline even if he has money.

This is not a problem for Liu Yanzhi. He had an officer certificate and a letter of introduction printed by the General Office of the Central Committee. He added gasoline to the Shijiazhuang transportation company and filled all spare oil barrels. The four of them had a meal in a state-owned restaurant. During the fight, the service industry stopped operating. The manager saw that they were the People's Liberation Army and made an exception. He fryed a few eggs and cooked a pot of rice. The main dish was made of cabbage and vermicelli, and a few pieces of pork were placed in it. This was a feast.

After dinner, Volga continued on the road, driving for twenty hours, and finally arrived in Jiangbei City at dawn on the third day.

Jiangbei City is an emerging industrial city by the Huai River. The famous patriotic general Chen Zikun built the city. Before liberation, the city was named Beitai. During the Anti-Japanese War, Zheng Zeru's pseudonym Wang Zeru led the underground struggle here. His second son was born in the air-raid shelter in Beitai, and he was named Wang Beitai. Think about it, he is almost thirty years old this year.

Morning fog enveloped the city. Volga turned on the fog lights and drove on the highway along the river. The buildings next to the road were vaguely visible, and the towering chimneys and huge factory buildings could be seen. Zheng Zeru fell into memories.

"This road used to be called Xiangchang Avenue, because the river embankment was full of camphor trees. That year, the people in Jiangbei cut all the camphor trees for burning charcoal and steelmaking. The chimney was from Chenguang Machinery Factory. Further forward, it was the Hongqi Steel Factory. These two enterprises had been there before the liberation. Later, the Soviet Union assisted technical equipment and sent a team of experts to build better..."

Volga parked down a two-story building. This was the residence arranged by Zheng Zeru for his ex-wife and son. Eighteen years have passed in a flash. I wonder if the mother and mother are fine.
Chapter completed!