The Heroic Age of the Late Qing Dynasty

They stood up and wanted to compete for the position of village chief. The lower-ranking officials wouldn't say anything. After all, it was normal for them to raise a team of cattle.

"Brother Gui, who do you think will be elected in our village?"

Did someone push this kid to become a famous artist?

“我想咱们同志宣传的时候说的代洞龙近她六府是选出那个愿意给大冢服芳的人。. 1小-艺T兰的欺压了那么久,这次就是要选出1衣找1旦山s心目村长,给我们说话的。所以大家放L的选u上5的行的人选。谁愿意给大家办事,谁愿忌群r八尔选择题,你们就选谁大家都是成年人,..就该rE版你们负责任。当然,如果大家目己选山术的T-自2 ""自己办事,这可怪不到我们前进党和革命军身上。”

"Oh?"

"what?"

When everyone heard Liu Dagui say this, some people immediately started to think. They couldn't blame the Forward Party and the Revolutionary Army for the people they had chosen, but if they didn't do their job, they'd be blind, with no place to complain. If they were wronged, they'd have nowhere to cry.

Zhang Yinghao's Quotes: Using fear as a means will generally produce unexpected results.

Chapter 50

Liu Dagui changed the subject and said, "But our village chief and village secretary are elected every five years. If you do a good job, everyone will definitely elect you next time. If you don't do a good job, they may not elect you next time..."

Hearing what Liu Dagui said, many people showed excited expressions. This made Liu Dagui confused. What's going on? Why are you happy that you can't be a village official forever? But after thinking about it, Liu Dagui understood. This is equivalent to the villagers' decision to appoint the village chief. These villagers are naturally very excited, and perhaps they are also happy that they have the opportunity to become village chiefs or village secretaries.

The base area was holding an election. This was the first time in thousands of years that the people had directly voted, electing village officials they trusted. Although village officials held no rank, in the eyes of the people, they were still officials, no matter how high. However, many people still did not dare to run. Although these people did not fully understand the truth behind the situation, they still had a vague understanding of the significance of the election. Among these election teams were personnel from the Intelligence Bureau, the Political Department, and other relevant departments, who recorded the words of the masses, observing how many people would spontaneously express anti-Party rhetoric and express concerns about the people in this passionate moment, in order to understand the masses' state of mind.

As for the awkward issues that arose, Zhang Yinghao didn't play much of a joke. He needed to continue working, summarize the issues, and formulate a corresponding election method. After training his comrades, he would have completed the task of this election. As for selecting a village chief, it was actually quite simple: a village meeting was all that was left to do. All that was left was to gather everyone in the village and explain the methods and procedures for participating in the election.

That's it.

The comrades sent to Liujiazhai to organize the election were also in accordance with the district flow. They first called a mass meeting of all the villagers to explain the election

Matters, and then call on everyone to actively participate in the election.

Liu Dagui thought the advice given to the villagers by the comrades organizing the mass election was quite insightful. Ultimately, after much discussion among the villagers, three candidates were chosen, and then a public vote took place.

Liu Dagui knew that Chairman Zhang Yinghao had mentioned many ways to vote.

For example, black bean, mung bean and yellow bean voting, standing team voting, and one, two, three voting methods, etc. Because there are three candidates, these villagers have also received the simplest literacy training. So they use cards in front of the three candidates.

The villagers wrote down the number of the person they wanted to vote for, and then put their ballots into the ballot box. The votes were counted on the spot and ranked first, second, and third.

They were elected as village head and village secretary respectively.

Of course, these villagers didn't know that just by casting their votes, they had completely confirmed Zhang Jianmeng's victory. Liujiazhai was not a big village, so the election was over very quickly.

However, for villages with thousands or even tens of thousands of people, elections are relatively troublesome.

As for the election method of the mayor, Zhang Yinghao finally chose a method that combines universal suffrage with representative system, which is to convene all village heads to hold a meeting.

The meeting will elect several candidates, and then the village chief will lead the staff of the 0 Bei page ticket booking to each village to vote.

Afterwards, all the votes were counted and the mayor and other officials were finally elected.

Through this election, Zhang Yinghao also roughly understood the scope and control of the current resident forces, and it was also a measure of his own foundation.

A thorough investigation was conducted on the base, and indeed, quite a few problems were discovered.

As for the problems in the election, there are many. Of course, there are cases of vote-buying in the county. Regarding vote-buying, Zhang Yinghao just issued a notice.

Since these people who have money and food are so eager to serve the people, then

All the property of the village head is used to serve the people, and then these people can vote. Many people do not know how high the position of village head is, but they know that the election is

Once you become the village chief, you will have power and can order the villagers to do things. Just say a word and once you have power in your hands, you can carry out the orders.

Because Zhang Yinghao has not yet occupied a larger city, many staff members are eager to elect village chiefs.

Zhang Yinghao's response to these people was even simpler: since they wanted so much to be close to the people and serve them, we couldn't stop them. Then he let the matter go. If the sky is going to rain and the mother is going to marry, let her go if you can't keep her.

Zhang Yinghao was incredibly busy, his time now completely fragmented. Constantly dealing with various issues left him feeling a bit disoriented and overwhelmed. He simply didn't have the time or energy to focus on a single issue for a long time. He let these minor matters slide whenever possible. His main task now was to diligently train his colleagues. Those who could be used were being sent out, and new hires were being sent to him in droves.

On the road to Zhangjiagou, an elderly man in a long gown and a mandarin jacket walked by. His face was filled with indignation, as if he was ready to face death. Behind him was a young man, accompanied by his mother, who was trotting slowly after the elderly man. From a distance, they could be heard engaged in a heated conversation.

"Qi Xian, you sneaked out and joined a bunch of rebels, going to great lengths just to learn such outrageous things? What on earth do you want to do?"

"Don't be angry, sir. Just tell him not to study anymore. Don't get yourself hurt by getting angry."

"How can I not be angry? Madam Wang, do you know what this book says? This book will make you black-hearted. It will divide the land equally, mob rule, and hold the people hostage.

The people are self-respecting. The world is in chaos. Revolution, what are we going to revolutionize? We are going to revolutionize the lives of the gentry. This is another Hong Yang traitor. We have such a thing in Sichuan.

"Misfortune is not far away, Madam."

"Ah, how could this happen?"

"This time I'm going to meet this strange man in Bo Ying's eyes. If he refuses to give up and continues to spread his perverse theories, then even if it means risking my life, I will ask the county magistrate to make the decision and wipe out these Hong Yang rebels."

Hearing this, the young people who followed could no longer hold back and shouted: "No, the Qing Dynasty is unjust, the Six Gentlemen of the Wuxu Reform were killed, and the Reform Movement failed.

We founded the Shu Journal to reform and save the nation. We founded the Zijin Jingshe to reform education. Look at how good the articles they wrote are.

Equality of men and women, equality of men and women..."

"What gender equality? That's just a hen crowing at dawn..." They argued all the way until they finally arrived at Zhangjiagou.

Arriving at Zhangjiagou, Mrs. Wang and the gentleman in a long gown and a mandarin jacket were stunned by the sight before them. Rows of red brick and tiled houses were neatly arranged in

Before my eyes, stretching from the village's entrance to its end, red bricks and green tiles, a smooth cement road connects every home. How dreamy is this? This is a paradise, the ideal home of countless people's dreams.

"Hmph, just trying to show off, wasting people's energy, and just being grandiose." Qi Xian: "......"

Mrs. Wang: “…”

"Comrade, may I ask where Chairman Zhang is?"

Qi Xian saw a villager walking hurriedly by and quickly stopped him and asked.

"I don't know, but the election is going on now, and Chairman Zhang should be at the election venue. But you should go to the External Affairs Office to register first.

Down. "

"Yes, yes, thank you for reminding me. I forgot about it in my haste. Thank you for your help. We will go and register right away."

The villagers were not surprised to see that there was an old man and a woman among the three people. Zhangjiagou is well-known in this area and is often visited by people.

There are people who come in for no apparent reason and reply: "You're welcome, do you need any help here?"

"No, you're busy."

"Okay, I'll go and participate in the election right away." After saying that, he ran towards the rally.

"Sir, mother, over there, let's go register first. We'll need your cooperation later and a simple body search."

Zhang Yinghao was indeed at the Zhangjiagou village chief election. Naturally, he wasn't going to join the fray for the position. But as a Zhangjiagou native, he naturally needed to cast his sacred vote. It was his right, and he couldn't give it up without reason. Zhang Yinghao sat openly in the front row, listening attentively to the candidates' pitches.

At this time, Yuan Kesheng walked in and whispered in Zhang Yinghao's ear: "Chairman, Wang Qixian came with his mother and his teacher. He looked very angry and said he wanted to see you. Do you want to see him?"

Zhang Yinghao asked in confusion, "Wang Qixian? Which one? What's going on?"

"Chairman, it's Pu Dianjun, Gu Ao and the others who came to join us."

"Oh, have you investigated their family situation?"

Zhang Yinghao immediately remembered Pu Dianjun when he mentioned him. He had never heard of Wang Qixian in his previous life, but he was deeply impressed by people like Pu Dianjun and Gu Ao. This story began some time ago, when Zhang Yinghao and his group's influence in Guang'an had reached a point where it was impossible to hide. Wang Qixian and a group of young people had come to Zhangjiagou to seek refuge with Zhang Yinghao. Zhang Yinghao was initially very welcoming, but considering that these people were all scholars and their family backgrounds were undoubtedly not comparable to ordinary families, he immediately questioned and investigated them.

This investigation was shocking. Almost all of these guys came from wealthy families. The list was finally sent to Zhang Yinghao. Guys like Hu Jun, Pu Dianjun, Gu Ao and others were very famous figures in later generations. The Sichuan Railway Protection Movement was led by these people, which accelerated the demise of the Qing Dynasty.

Zhang Yinghao wondered if he too would collect celebrity profiles. However, these individuals came from wealthy families, a significant problem that posed a significant headache for him. Zhang Yinghao naturally knew that his industrialization would depend on those overseas students. Those who could study abroad in this era were undoubtedly from wealthy or prominent families, and these individuals might be targets for his revolution.

Those famous revolutionaries in history certainly weren't needed, and most of them haven't left the country yet. According to historical developments, most of them didn't leave until after 1905. However, those students who were able to start businesses must have come from wealthy or aristocratic families; otherwise, how could they have funded their own study abroad? It seems I need to find out more about the experiences of those Chinese students studying in the United States.

"Almost everything has been investigated and cleared. Pu Dianjun was from Nonggu Town in Guang'an City. His family was extremely wealthy and owned a large amount of land. His grandfather was a Ling Gong student, his father was a county student, and his mother, Li, was also well-versed in classics and history and had a good literary talent.

The situation was similar for most other families. They also published a newspaper called "Shu Xue Bao" which contained some progressive ideas. They also founded the Purple

Jin Jing She hired reformists as teachers to teach classics, history, poetry, and other subjects, as well as practical knowledge, geography, and natural history, with the aim of reforming education.

"Oh, a nice bunch of young people. Did they donate all their land or sign a statement to renounce the family?"

This is the method adopted by Zhang Yinghao, that is, as long as the family members do not commit crimes, their lives can be guaranteed. The family's floating wealth can also be kept for their family.

However, their land must be donated. If these families still want to farm, some land can be allocated to them again.

Another way is to write a statement to separate yourself from your family.

Away from political relations. Because Zhang Yinghao also knew that many families in this era were able to destroy their entire family to help the country, just like after the Japanese invasion of China. For the benefit of the nation-state, some families were able to give up their own family interests. That is, there are individuals who betray their class, but there are no classes that betray their interests.

level.

"Not yet. How can these people at home decide to donate all their land? They can't make the decision right now. But Wang Qixian should be able to make up his mind after this."

"What does he want to see me for?"

"It must be because of his teacher. His teacher is a very famous scholar.

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"Great scholar, hehe. I need to meet him. Did you just say he was aggressive?"

"It's anger."

"Oh, I think I know the reason. It seems that this great scholar's training is not good enough."

Zhang Yinghao's Quotations: People are looking for light in the darkness, but they are always searching for darkness in the light.

Chapter 51

Zhang Yinghao thought for a moment and said, "Take our trainees to classroom 108, and call over those still in Zhangjiagou. I'll show you what a granite head is. Remember to draw the curtain to the lounge next door. I'll talk to them there later, and you all should come and listen. Now, please invite them in and sit down. We'll talk to them after the election. Since they've come all this way here, remember to give them a glass of water. By the way, what's the name of this Confucian scholar?"

"Wu Xizhu."

Zhang Yinghao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll remember it. Go and make the arrangements."

The term "great Confucian scholar" has almost disappeared in later generations, but in this era, these scholars firmly grasped the social discourse. In an era when the only way to become an official was to study Confucianism, their influence was indeed enormous. However, if the civil service examination no longer includes Confucian content, the decline of Confucianism is inevitable.

The Zhangjiagou election compound was bustling with activity, with people discussing the election of village chief and village secretary. All the village candidates wanted to do well in the election, but none of them had a vision for serving the villagers or developing the village. They were all blindly campaigning.

After a few words, he let the villagers elect him as the village chief. If he was elected, he would do something like Yun 5 and made a few random promises.

"Fellow villagers, if you elect me as village chief, I will definitely manage you well..."

At this time, a villager was delivering his campaign manifesto, which started off very badly and exploded directly.

Zhang Yinghao burst out laughing when he heard such shocking words.

This guy is really arrogant, he manages everyone well, even Zhang Yinghao only dares to say that he serves everyone. In modern society, a large number of executives are better off being high-level service personnel. If you sit in that position, you have to deal with the corresponding

The problem is to serve more people and more advanced objects, that's all. Executives, what are they supposed to manage? If they try to manage, everything will be ruined.

Zhang Yinghao could just laugh it off, but he was too picky to let this loophole slip easily.

"Haha, Tie San, you should take care of yourself first. The village chief is here to serve the villagers..."

When the villagers heard this, they burst into laughter.

In everyone's eyes, he is a capable person who really wants to be an official. He is quite famous for his cleavage. But now, there are many capable people in the village, so he is not conspicuous at all.

Especially Zhang Yinghao and his men disliked these capable people. Although the villagers did not alienate them, they also kept a certain distance from them.

Tie San chuckled dryly, his train of thought interrupted. He simply reached into his pocket and pulled out his writing to take a look. The villagers were now even more agitated. Damn, Tie San was pretending to be cultured. Some scoffed again, while others frowned. Zhang Yinghao, however, felt that Tie San had at least put his heart into it and made considerable preparations.

Wang Qixian and the others were gently ushered in by Yuan Kesheng. Wu Xizhu spotted Zhang Yinghao from a distance. Zhang Yinghao was only eighteen or nineteen, unbelievably young. Despite his small stature, he stood out from the crowd. He looked relaxed, his eyes sparkling, completely devoid of the pretentious expressions of those around him. He sat there calmly.

Wu Xizhu came in and wanted to have a good debate with Zhang Yinghao, but Yuan Kesheng did not give him a chance and directly took him to the seat next to him.

They sat down on the chairs and watched the election together. Wang Qixian was very excited at this time, because the Progressive Party advocated equality for all and the people being the masters of their own country, and this kind of election was exactly the best way for the people to be the masters of their own country.

Wu Xizhu had no choice but to sit down and watch the candidate on the podium speak out his campaign manifesto, but his eyes never left Zhang Yinghao. Zhang Yinghao noticed his gaze, turned his head to see Wang Qixian, nodded to Wu Xizhu, and turned back to the podium.

The election was indeed a novelty, and Wang Qixian was watching with gusto. Even Mrs. Wang felt strangely moved by the sight of so many women attending the meeting. Only Wu Xizhu, whose exposure to society was beyond the reach of ordinary people, fully understood what this election entailed. The more he listened, the darker his face grew.

Unlike Zhang Yinghao who looked relaxed, his guards were

As vigilant as an eagle. Although most of the villagers here, but also have to be on guard. As long as they see someone posing a threat to Zhang Yinghao, then they will

We must act immediately to stop or even kill the enemy and nip the danger in the bud.

Tie San finished his speech and walked down the stage leisurely. After he left the stage, another voter with a nervous face trembled.

Maybe I was too nervous, or maybe I felt I wasn't well prepared for the triathlon, so I was speechless for a long time.

The villagers below immediately became noisy, and even their nicknames were called out.