"Your Excellency, you should know that I oppose the Imperialist War," Uncle En said slowly. It was obvious that there was still a lot of turbulence in his heart.
"Yes, I know your attitude. I also oppose the Imperialist War, "Vézé replied," But I have read your article 'Anti-Duhring'. The progress of the world has never been gentle. I believe that you are not the only person who believes that a revolution does not require bloodshed. "
Uncle En did not comment on this. Vézé pointed to the hospital and continued, "These buildings you see now, these doctors and nurses who have mastered a lot of medical skills. Look at how peaceful and scientific they are. But I can tell you what their situation was like in the beginning. The first medical institution I established was the Military Medical Brigade. That was in 1852, 37 years ago. At that time, there were no so many departments at all. Everyone's goal was to be able to treat the wounds caused by the war. I still remember that after a war, those who received medical training would go to the battlefield, line up the dead enemies, and dissect them directly. I don't know if you can imagine that kind of mountain of corpses and sea of blood. In fact, when people were killed in battle, they did not necessarily bleed a lot. A considerable number of those who died in battle died of internal bleeding. When the dissection began, a lot of blood flowed out. If you could see that scene, you would probably be frightened. But now, these clean and tidy hospitals are all from the slaughterhouse-like battlefield. So, Mr. Engels, human progress must have a price. "
Vézé also felt very uncomfortable when he mentioned that kind of situation. The current decree to carry out autopsies was pushed by Vézé. In 1852, 37 years ago, it was also Vézé who ordered the mass dissection of corpses. When one had to recall certain things, it often brought about negative emotions, not to mention such a bloody scene. Vézé was silent. He also felt very uncomfortable.
In the spacious carriage, Vézé and Uncle En were silent for a long time. Uncle En finally broke the silence, "So what role do you want me to play in the cause you are promoting?"
"You want to put forward a historical materialist view of policy." Vézé immediately replied.
"Is there a lack of materialists in China?" Uncle En's sarcasm was heavier this time.
Vézé did not care about this little thorn at all. He said seriously, "Chinese culture has a lot of simple materialism, but it lacks historical materialism and dialectical materialism. Furthermore, I believe that China has only been industrializing for a short period of time, and our understanding of industrialization is not as good as those industrialized countries that have over a hundred years of experience. Society had no experience with industrialized systems and lacked reflection and understanding. He couldn't just immerse himself in pulling the cart, he had to look up and see where he was going. I hope that you, Comrade Engels, will be the one to put forward these views. There are some things that I really can't handle. Of course, I do not ask you to be a critic, and I do not think you are one. "
"You can't tolerate critics?" Uncle En frowned.
Vézé waved his hand. "It's not that I can't tolerate critics, but I don't accept criticism based on flipping the table and smashing the pot. If the object of the criticism is to overthrow the present policy, the most I can do is to listen to it. However, I have to pessimistically admit that with the current level of social development, more than 90% of the purpose of criticism is to oppose. And once they are excessively tolerated, this kind of opposition will take an inch and take a mile. I am not saying that the current system cannot be adjusted, nor do I think that there is a policy that should be implemented for thousands of years. But I don't accept opposition based on flipping the table and smashing the pot. I will not allow this kind of action to succeed. And you, Comrade Engels, the attitude that you can put forward can undoubtedly be used as a benchmark. More importantly, I believe that Mr. Marx can face the group of French communist activists and say, 'According to your opinion, I am not a Marxist.' Then, as a comrade of Mr. Marx, you will do your best to prevent the theologization of Marxism. It's impossible for me to do it alone. "
It seemed that these last words did move Uncle En. He finally replied, "If the letter of appointment for the Party School that you mentioned arrives, I agree to be hired."
"Thank you, Comrade Engels." Vézé extended his hand to Uncle En. Within two seconds, his palm and Uncle En's hand clasped together.
"If you carry out a massacre in the United States …" Uncle En was still a little hesitant.
"If I slaughter unarmed people in the United States, you can leave at any time." Vézé replied without hesitation.
After the conversation, Uncle En got out of the car and went to the hospital to see his companion. Vézé returned to the office to continue working. Looking at the people living peacefully on the roadside, Vézé couldn't help but think of his son Qi Rui who was at war in North America. War can greatly change a person. When he saw Qi Rui again, what would his son look like? Vézé was looking forward to it and worried at the same time.
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