Back in Nanjing, Wei Kun found that there were many people of Caucasian descent on the streets of Nanjing. When he looked at the date, he was relieved. Before the Min dynasty moved the capital, Nanjing had various performances held by European bands and bands every year. There was also the Spring and Autumn Fashion Show twice a year. Although it was winter in November, these entertainment activities did not decline. The number of Europeans who came to China for vacation also doubled because of these activities.
Wei Kun got the money that his father Vézé gave to his children to buy a house, but he had been in the civil service system and did not have time to buy a house. Now that he was the Deputy Mayor of Nanjing, he could naturally rent a house provided by the civil service system. His wife had already completed the formalities in advance. When Wei Kun arrived at the new home, he saw his son in the duplex house, working hard with a pen on a wall that had been 'created' a lot of paintings.
As soon as he saw this scene, Wei Kun felt very nostalgic. When he was a child, his father Vézé designated their own walls and only allowed them to paint on these walls. The siblings often quarreled because they painted on other people's walls. At that time, their 'territory' was invaded. As a child, Wei Kun and the others were as angry as little beasts. Now that he thought about it, Wei Kun's eyes suddenly turned red and he almost shed tears.
His son was not familiar with Wei Kun at first, but after a few days, the little thing also got used to having an extra father. Wei Kun took the whole family to see his mother, Li Yifang. As soon as they arrived at his mother's house, they saw the door was wide open. The heat accumulated in the house was followed by the workers moving things back and forth. As soon as they entered, they saw that there was nothing left in the house except for the beautiful wooden floor. Only a few pieces of new simple furniture were placed casually in the house. It looked lonely in the empty space.
"Mother, are you moving?" Wei Kun was puzzled.
Seeing her son come back, Li Yifang did not show a particularly excited expression. She was wearing an apron and directing the workers to move things. Li Yifang replied casually, "What move! I am selling all the furniture I made before. I don't need so many things. "
"Then what can we do?" Wei Kun quickly asked.
"Wipe the floor. There's too much dust under the furniture." Li Yifang assigned the task.
The workers were quite capable, and they quickly finished moving the things. After arranging the few pieces of minimalist furniture, they took the money and left. Wei Kun was also quite capable. He used the mop to mop the floor. The family of four sat on the sofa. Wei Kun looked around and said, "This … is so familiar." Knowing that his mother, Li Yifang, and his father, Vézé, had been separated for several years, Wei Kun didn't want to say anything too provocative.
Although she was in her fifties, Li Yifang didn't have any white hair. Hearing her son's words, she sighed comfortably. "Others think that the more money they have, the better. Your father is a noble man and has never been burdened by this. After living by myself for so many years, I suddenly feel that your father's attitude towards worldly possessions is very good. Worldly possessions should not be brought along in life and should not be taken away in death. Only a few necessities were left. Cleaning was simple, so there was no need to worry. How nice. "
"What if there aren't enough things to use?" Wei Kun laughed.
"Buy things when you need them. What's the point of earning money? It's for times like this, "Li Yifang answered very casually.
Wei Kun thought that his mother would ask Wei Kun and the others to help. He didn't expect that his mother would solve her own problems by herself. He was speechless for a moment.
Li Yifang continued to ask, "Are you not leaving this time?"
Wei Kun immediately shook his head. "I'm not leaving. This trip to Africa was also an opportunity. I got all the opportunities to advance beyond my level. I've decided to work hard in the country and not look for these opportunities again. "
"You're really not going to look for opportunities again?" Li Yifang asked in a doubtful tone.
Seeing that his mother was so doubtful of him, Wei Kun felt very regretful. He couldn't help but sigh. "Mother, I used to think that opportunities exist in this world. During my time in Africa, I realized that I have the opportunity to cooperate with others. At that time, others might be able to cooperate with me. My father said that everything is driven by internal factors and external factors. Now it seems that he's right. "
Li Yifang was very dissatisfied with Wei Kun's words. She rolled her eyes at her son and said with a tone of exasperation, "Most of what your father said is right, but your father didn't do half of it. Wei Kun, don't take your father too seriously. He himself said that the introduction of Marxism and materialist dialectics was not to invite a new ranking, but that these things could solve China's problems. If you go to worship your father's memorial tablet before doing anything, that's not the attitude of doing things. If you really want to learn from your father, then show your father's attitude of not wanting a memorial tablet and only doing things. "
Wei Kun's eyes lit up. At first, he looked happy, but then he said hesitantly, "Mother … you seem to have hit the nail on the head. But I always feel that everything my father does is right. "
It could be seen that Li Yifang's tolerance for her son's stupid words was very low. Her face had already turned very ugly. She suppressed her anger and said, "That's your father's way of doing things. His entry point and steps to solve the problem are right. Whether the result is successful or not, we accept it. Since you were a child, you have been imitating your father's way of doing things. Your father said that it's because you are good at imitating, but I think it's because you tried to draw a tiger but failed. "
"Then …" Wei Kun wanted to continue asking.
Li Yifang stood up and said, "This is the last thing I want to talk to you about. You ask about this and that. We have said the things that should be said a hundred times. In fact, you don't want to hear it at all. You just want to hear how to do it. But when your father asked you to do technology, it was all about how to do it. After you walked for a while, as soon as you nodded your head, you were thrown aside to become an official. Wei Kun, you have grown up and become a father. It's time for you to use your own brain to think about problems! "
Wei Kun had never been scolded by his mother like this, or even if he had, he had forgotten about it. In short, Wei Kun felt as if his face was on fire after being scolded by his mother in such a direct and heartfelt manner. If it were in the past, he would probably have immediately run away. However, after experiencing the experience in East Africa, Wei Kun suddenly felt that something had grown in his heart. This thing not only calmed him down, but also dispelled his shame to a considerable extent. Wei Kun said, "I also want to think about the problem myself, but I don't know where to cut in."
Because of her unhappiness, Li Yifang couldn't help but hold her breath and close her eyes. However, in the end, her heart softened and she said, "There is no road in the world. When people walk too much, it becomes a road. When there is a road, walk along the road, and when there is no road, walk in the wilderness. You always walk in the wilderness when there is a road, and when there is a road in the wilderness, remember the road. Wei Kun, it's time for you to grow up! "
Without waiting for Wei Kun to ask anything, Li Yifang said, "I am tired after moving so many things. You go back first, I want to sleep for a while. "
Wei Kun's wife played with her son as they walked, as if she didn't hear Wei Kun's mother scolding him. Wei Kun slowly followed the mother and son with his hands behind his back. The son was playful, running around and dragging Wei Kun to play with him. Wei Kun was also a little absent-minded, playing with his son.
At noon, Wei Kun's wife said to her son, "Stop playing. Let's go home, okay? If we go back late, we will be hungry. "
Wei Kun looked at his watch. It was about 12: 30 p.m. He said, "It's too late to go back and cook. Let's go out to eat."
Wei Kun's wife turned her head and looked at Wei Kun, as if she wanted to see something from his face. Wei Kun endured his wife's stare. When his wife looked away, Wei Kun leaned over and picked up his son. The little fellow was three years old, and he was heavy in his hands. "I haven't been back for a few years. Which restaurant do you think is good?"
"You … Are you angry with your mother?" Wei Kun's wife asked uneasily.
"My mother is right. I was angry at first, but now I'm not angry at all." Wei Kun smiled and said, "My blood circulation is faster after being scolded. I'm really hungry."
"You … You weren't like this before," Wei Kun's wife said.
Wei Kun nodded and said, "I know. In the past, if I had enough time to cook, I would definitely put it off until it was late. If I didn't have enough time, I would definitely cook. "I know. I really wish I had never done it. I was too ridiculous at that time. Don't be angry. "
"Don't do it in the future, and I will forget all about it." Wei Kun's wife smiled.
Wei Kun took his wife's arm with his free hand and said, "Okay. Let's go eat now. "
While the two of them were eating, Wei Kun said, "I want to go to Beijing when I don't have work these few days. Do you want to go?"
"What do you want to say to your father?" Wei Kun's wife asked.
"I want to ask him what he thinks of me. I feel that I have understood a lot of things recently, but I always feel that some things are still not sorted out, "Wei Kun answered as he drank the soup.
"I don't think you should go. Confucius said, 'Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry.' I don't think you have reached the stage where you only need help. If you go, you may disappoint your father, "Wei Kun's wife said seriously.
"… Okay. I won't go. "Wei Kun quickly made a decision." Then I can write a letter. "
"Writing a letter is good," Wei Kun's wife replied.
"If it was in the past, we would always quarrel. I feel that you always gave in to me, "Wei Kun said with nostalgia.
"Hehe." Wei Kun's wife smiled bitterly. She thought for a while and sighed. "At that time, I thought that you would probably never understand that I was giving in to you. I didn't expect that I was wrong. "
Wei Kun wanted to say something, but he held back. He picked up the teapot and wanted to pour a cup of tea for his wife as an apology. Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the teapot, his wife picked up the almost empty teacup and moved closer. For a moment, Wei Kun felt that things had deviated from the track he had thought of, so he was a little hesitant. He wanted to try to turn things back to the track he expected. But at that moment, Wei Kun suddenly understood something. He immediately poured tea into the teacup that his wife was holding and then put the teapot back on the table. Looking at his wife drinking the tea calmly, Wei Kun told himself in his heart that they were just out for a meal. It was just a meal.
After returning home, Wei Kun picked up a pen and wanted to write something like a thought report. In the end, he felt that this time he should greet his father, so he wrote something like a greeting. After he finished writing, he read it himself and found that the content was really funny. All the words seemed to be deliberately reflecting something in them. So Wei Kun rewrote it several times again, and in the end, there were only a few sentences left. "Father, I'm back. I was a monk in East Africa ringing the bell for a day, and I have completed the work handover. The new job in Nanjing made me feel pressure. I tried my best not to add my own ideas to the work, and to put myself in the right position. Although I haven't walked this road for many years, now I want to try it. I wish you good health and success in your work. "
Putting down the pen, Wei Kun stuffed this letter with his highest level into the envelope, wrote the address, affixed a stamp, and sealed the letter. With a feeling of dissatisfaction and relief, Wei Kun went back to his bedroom and went to bed.
When Wei Kun's letter was delivered to Vézé, it went through several security checks. When Vézé opened it, the letter had already been opened and checked. Vézé didn't care about such things. Any leader received the same treatment. Their specific daily schedule was already set by others. The leader set the direction, and they were only responsible for setting the direction.
After reading his son's letter, Vézé didn't have any emotions. His son had made progress, and Vézé was certainly happy. But it was only limited to liking. Even if he understood the truth and got rid of a certain kind of pain, he had to face a higher level of pain. This was really not something worth celebrating.
At this time, there were two letters related to Wei Kun on the table. The first was a report from Wang Mingshan, which naturally had an evaluation of Comrade Wei Kun. The second was a diplomatic mission from Ethiopia.
In Wang Mingshan's letter, there was also an internal investigation report related to Ethiopia. The report suggested that perhaps the East African administrative region raised cattle in Ethiopia, which promoted the population flow throughout Ethiopia, which led to the spread of the disease much faster. Of course, this was only the investigation result of the internal report. The specific cause of the outbreak needed further discussion.
In order to solve the threat of smallpox, the upper echelons of Ethiopia cooperated with the East African administrative region in health and epidemic prevention, and carried out comprehensive vaccination of several infectious diseases. It had to be said that the three thousand years of civilization was indeed different. The Ethiopian royal family and the upper echelons were no strangers to vaccines. Because of religious reasons, they communicated through the church, and the degree of acceptance of vaccines was also very high. Vaccines ensured the safety of the royal family, the nobles, and the upper echelons. This made Ethiopia's attitude toward the Min dynasty much friendlier. As the negotiator, Wei Kun, of course, cared about the results.
But Vézé actually didn't care more about this. In Wang Mingshan's report, it was mentioned that someone in Hungary in the Austro-Hungarian Empire wanted to have some contact with the Min dynasty. And Uncle En also wrote a letter, hoping that the Min dynasty could support the Hungarian Revolution.
Vézé's evaluation of the socialist forces in Hungary was not low. The country established the Soviet Republic in 1919, but it was not subverted by the domestic bourgeoisie forces. Instead, it was destroyed by the foreign intervention army, just like during the Great Revolution of 1848. Not to mention the problem of the foreign intervention army, this at least proved that Hungary had a homegrown socialist foundation and had considerable influence.
In the end, Vézé decided to deal with the problem in Hungary. He directly called the Organization Department and asked the Organization Department to recommend a comrade who could look at problems realistically and understand military and diplomatic affairs. Two days later, a list was sent to Vézé. Vézé looked at the introduction. Three of the nine people on the list were descendants of the old brothers, and six or five were from industrial, agricultural, and merchant backgrounds. After looking through it, Vézé chose Wang Shizhen.
In the North American War, Wang Shizhen performed very well. But he and Yuan Weiting, after all, commanded the servant army. No matter how large the number was, it could not be compared with the Min dynasty's Liberation Army. In the end, Yuan Weiting received the same treatment as a major general, and so did Wang Shizhen. Yuan Weiting was sent to Korea to work and was responsible for the Min dynasty's affairs in Korea. Wang Shizhen went to Nippon. Because she successfully solved the war on the east and west sides of Nippon, Wang Shizhen received a high evaluation. Vézé had read Wang Shizhen's report, and the content was very objective. At least Wang Shizhen believed that after the Edo Army received the million people who returned from North America, they would immediately have the strength to destroy the Ming Army in the west. Wang Shizhen just gave the Meiji government a chance to step down with dignity. What Wang Shizhen cared about was to make the capital of Nippon be called Edo again, instead of Tokyo, which was once used. Vézé appreciated this kind of meticulous handling. It had to be said that when Tokyo was mentioned, the first place that came to Vézé's mind was Nippon, not North America's "Tokyo."
After Wang Shizhen met Vézé and listened to Vézé's introduction, she replied, "Your Majesty, what do you want me to confirm in Hungary?"
"I hope you can determine whether the socialist forces in Hungary can support a government, and to what extent they can support it. When there is an external intervention force, will they collapse at the first touch? " Vézé's mood was unexpectedly a little excited. He had been on expeditions all his life, and Marxism was completely China -oriented, serving the national interests of China. He did not expect that it could promote a revolution at this time.
"Yes," Wang Shizhen replied calmly.
Looking at Wang Shizhen's back, Vézé thought that at least Wang Shizhen would not become the second Li De.
After dispatching the personnel, Vézé called the Minister of Foreign Affairs and entrusted the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to deduce if a socialist revolution broke out in Hungary, would it be besieged by the European powers? Although the idea that a revolution would cause a domino effect actually proved to be wrong, Vézé had to think that once the socialist revolution in Hungary was successful, it might cause socialists in other countries to adopt the same approach. This domino effect was one of the favorite theories of the European guys, although from the perspective of materialist dialectics, this view was completely drawing the target first and then shooting the arrow. But that group of people held great power, and there might be a situation of siege.
When the deduction report from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was sent to Vézé, Vézé's face became more serious. He found that the level of development of the various departments of the Min dynasty really made him feel happy.
However, before this matter could be dealt with, a new one came. At the Politburo meeting, the Minister of Foreign Affairs told the Standing Committee that the United Kingdom had sent personnel to negotiate and talked about the issue of curbing the US aggression in Central and South America. After waiting for so long, the British finally remembered the Central and South American aggressor after dealing with the North American problem. Vézé felt that it was very funny.
As for the British's request, it was not funny. "Britain hopes that we can send troops to solve it."
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