Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Six Experiences of Successfully Mixing in the Soviet Union
Early the next morning, the messengers from the division headquarters arrived at Yang Mingzhi's doorstep. It was the time when the morning bugle was blowing. Did the division headquarters have an urgent request at this time? Yang Mingzhi asked for a while, and sure enough, those reform plans were in place.
Research results.
The messenger did not know the inside story. Whether Lyudebalev supported or opposed it, he had to ask him personally.
Yang Mingzhi put on his military uniform and hat, and then put the medal on his left chest.
Genius Meng Mengliang, there is a meeting so early. If it is about changing the land farming model, I need to sort out my thoughts and at least write some materials so that I will not be confused after implementation.
He hurried to the division headquarters, where Lyudbalev and others had already arrived.
This middle-aged man with no hair on his head woke up unexpectedly early. When he saw Yang Mingzhi, he couldn't help but greet him: "You're so early. Are you worried about something?"
"Of course! I have to admit that the new system of farming under a series of war conditions that I explained yesterday requires too much thought. I guess that by calling me here so early, you must have understood the discussion?"
Lyudbarev was not in a hurry to answer this question. He lit a cigarette and handed one over. "It's still very cold. Let's smoke one to feel comfortable. Have you eaten?"
The smoke entered the lungs, and Yang Mingzhi's mood also relaxed. The division headquarters also chewed some dry bread as dry food to cope with it.
This man has not answered his question, but it is obvious that he must have made his own judgment. If the mayor of Gomel refuses, even as the deputy division commander of the army, he must submit.
This was a rare occasion for two men to sit together and smoke. Lyudbalev was full of curiosity about this man from China.
After all, he pointed out a problem under the collective farm model. If lazy people appear in this large collective, you must know that laziness will spread and eventually lead to a reduction in land production. For now, the people's patriotic enthusiasm is high, and they work hard to cultivate the land.
For the sake of everyone's life, laziness does not occur.
But Lyudbalev couldn't help but worry. Once peace returns, after the good times have passed for a long time, will the collective farm members still be able to maintain sufficient motivation?
He couldn't help but look at this Chinese man who was full of confusion. He was also evasive about various issues, and he looked like a bureaucrat.
Yang Mingzhi went crazy and scratched his head. "My comrade mayor! Yesterday you also thought that my proposal was constructive. I also admit that these measures are too bold. After careful consideration, do you support or oppose it?"
?! Even if you object, I can accept it."
Seeing his insistence, Lyudbarev sat up straight and his face became serious. "Berekov, since you want an answer, I will tell you clearly. Regarding the revision of the collective farm farming model, I
be opposed to!"
It is strange to say that the implementation of the household responsibility system should be a kind of progress, but it was denied by Lyudbalev, but Yang Mingzhi suddenly felt very happy.
"Finally, I was rejected by you." After Yang Mingzhi said this, he took a meaningful sip of his cigarette.
Lyudbarev noticed that there was no embarrassment or depression on this man's face, as if he felt a sense of relief from a heavy burden. Having been in the officialdom for a long time, he immediately understood that he was afraid that this Belekov was proposing those things.
After expressing my opinion, I thought about it carefully, and my initial persistence also wavered.
"Berekov, this morning's meeting is not to be held now. Your division commander and division political commissar are still sleeping. It is my personal opinion to ask the orderly to call you here urgently."
"There is no meeting now?!" Yang Mingzhi looked at his watch. It was only half past six in the morning, the early morning light had just illuminated the earth, and the sun had only climbed a little above the horizon.
Lyudbarev continued: "The meeting is about to be held, and the core issue to be resolved is whether to modify the land farming model you proposed. Your division commander Yevlov is not a decisive person with a firm attitude.
As for your divisional political commissar Yelentina, I had a long talk with her last night. Now taking this opportunity, I also want to talk to you. As a so-called elder, I would like to give you some experience in successfully surviving in the Soviet Union.
"
Just like a teacher educating students, Yang Mingzhi instantly understood the secret behind these words.
The Soviet Union during Stalin's era was a centralized country. Lyudbalev successfully escaped the Great Purge and thrived in this era.
Yang Mingzhi is not arrogant at all. He has realized that yesterday's proposals that seemed to improve productivity were actually against the Soviet Union. This Lyudbalev wanted to help him! He quickly said politely: "
I am deep in the Soviet Union. As a foreigner, I don’t know everything about this country. I want to make a difference and really need a teacher to teach me!”
In order to express his emotions more sincerely, Yang Mingzhi simply knelt down on his knees.
This move also shocked Lyudbarev. "What are you doing?! We are just talking, but the Chinese understanding of kneeling and buckling should not happen in the Soviet Union! There is no respect for personality here!"
If you recognize the seriousness of the problem and give this gift, then I fully understand what you mean."
After thinking about it, this man was right. In China, there is nothing wrong with giving such a gift to someone who has done you a great favor, but this is different. This Lyudbalev is also an old member of the Belarusian Communist Party, and even more so.
Let’s pursue the basic principle of equality for all.
Helping Yang Mingzhi up, Liu Debalev realized that this man was really a coward. The meeting office was cleared of outsiders, leaving only two men, an old man and a young man.
Here, Lyudbalev also made it clear frankly. "Berekov, you are a hero of Belarus. The medal on your chest has proven everything. This medal was specially approved by Comrade Stalin himself, so you must be loyal."
To the leader. Any speech or behavior that conflicts with the will of the leader must not occur, otherwise your future will be in jeopardy. For example, if you want to modify the collective farm system, you cannot modify it even if you have good intentions! Because this is the system set by the leader, if we
By implementing your so-called new system, even if food production increases, you are still going against the will of the leader. Not just you, many people will suffer! The easiest thing is to dig potatoes in Siberia, and the worst thing is death!"
Yang Mingzhi could guess that once the "household responsibility system" was established, Stalin would probably not be happy when he found out about it.
Lyudbarev even described the matter as very serious, "Your reform ideas are not suitable for the Soviet Union, at least not now! Because you are trying to let farmers regain the private economy. The reason why Soviet Russia is
Soviet Russia really rejected this system. Now that we are the Soviet Union, we must unswervingly implement the collective farm system and we cannot allow farmers to appear again. There is no possibility at all!"
This man only talks about land. Yang Mingzhi said he is not afraid, but that is a lie. If he offends his loving father of steel, he will definitely die if he is hit by his iron fist. If he is a pill, then his wife is also a pill, and so are many of his close friends and comrades-in-arms.
pill.
Only then did Yang Mingzhi suddenly notice that if Stalin arbitrarily revised the collective farm model in Novgomel, the worst person to die would probably be Lyudbalev himself.
Being closely united with the Central Committee of the CPSU headed by Stalin and opposing Trotsky, Bukharin, Tukhachevsky, etc. was the key to his safety.
Yang Mingzhi thought for a moment and nodded: "Comrade Lyudebalev, I have kept your words in mind. Yesterday I planned to implement this reform plan in detail, but I choose to take it back."
"No! You still have so much to learn!" The old guy's eyes were as bright as the clear water of the Dnieper River. "Berekov, you have a brilliant future. In this war
, you have invented new weapons for Belarus and the Soviet Union, and relied on a series of battles. You have become a hero who will not be forgotten.
Think about your future, do you want to be the deputy division commander and chief of staff until the end of the war? How is this possible?! That Yevlov's talents are very limited, and the entire Novgomel military depends on you.
In terms of military affairs, you are an excellent general, but in terms of politics, you, like most soldiers, know nothing about it. Including Yelentina of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, she is too young or too young. I am the only expert in this aspect, and I am the only one.
It can prevent you from making some fatal mistakes! Remember, I will not harm the heroes of Belarus, and I will make you a greater hero!"
Suddenly, a feeling of Xiao He to Liu Bang and Zhuge to Liu Bei emerged spontaneously.
Yang Mingzhi was so excited that he shook the middle-aged man's hand tightly. (To be continued...)u