If curses were really effective in this world, Vézé would probably be the person with the most curses on Earth. Not only could those curses reach the level of instant death, but even after death, Vézé would probably roam through all kinds of hell.
Obviously, this kind of idealistic thing did not have the power that idealists imagined. Not only did Vézé not die, but he was also alive and kicking as he went south from the Mongolian region to Shanxi. This process was as lively as it appeared on paper. Perhaps the horses in the south were different from those in the north, or perhaps the horses at the turn of spring and summer were more excited, or perhaps the way the Military Governor Of Vaize rode the horse did not conform to the rules of horsemanship. In short, the Military Governor Of Vaize was not very popular with the horses in the north.
Because of this, the Mongolian Military Political Commissar Kurosawa Tsuyoshi wanted to commit suicide. Because he knew that the Military Governor Of Vaize was the founder of China's modern horse breeding system, in addition to inviting the Military Governor to inspect the pure-blooded Arabian horses in the stud farm, Kurosawa Tsuyoshi also invited the Military Governor to ride the stable Ferghana horse bred by the Mongolian Military. This proud horse was very young, and probably felt uncomfortable being ridden by a layman. After a few steps, it began to throw a tantrum. Fortunately, the Military Governor was agile and did not care whether the horse kicked its hind legs or galloped for its life. His feet were firmly planted in the stirrups, and his legs were clamped tightly around the horse's body. He even used his iron-like arms to tightly restrain the horse's neck. The people who were scared out of their wits by this situation did not dare to kill the horse immediately. If the horse fell to the ground and injured the commander-in-chief, no one would be able to bear the responsibility. After struggling for about ten minutes, the young Ferghana horse probably felt that if it continued to struggle like this, it would be strangled to death before it could throw the old man off its back. In the end, it could only stop and try to catch its breath.
After the Military Governor Of Vaize got off the horse, someone immediately wanted to shoot the horse. Vézé immediately stopped the impulsive guy. After sparing the life of the horse, everyone began to feel troubled again. According to the habit of training horses, since the horse was convinced, it should be taken away by Vézé. However, no one dared to let the Commander in Chief take another risk. After all, a horse was just a horse, and the Governor was not a horse-rider. If this young animal were to go crazy again one day, the person who had given the horse to the Governor would probably commit suicide as an apology.
Others might be afraid, but not the Military Governor Of Vaize. From Mongolia to Shanxi, the Governor rode this steed all the way south. He even visited the various Mongolian tribes and towns along the way. The Mongolians were straightforward by nature, and freeing the shepherds had indeed greatly offended a group of Mongolian nobles. However, the Liberation Army had never been afraid of offending the old upper echelons. They killed those who resisted, divided the pastures, built a technology promotion station, and united the masses to exterminate all the horse bandits on the grassland. The Mongolians immediately felt that this government was really good.
Aside from forcing the children to go to school, and the various requirements for the Mongolians to learn hygienic habits, the Mongolians had no problem with learning to sell wool, or to switch to driving, or to build railways on a daily basis. There were many Mongolian soldiers in the Liberation Army's cavalry.
Now that the Governor personally rode to the herdsmen, the Mongolians were overjoyed. There were tens of thousands of riders who spontaneously followed the Governor. The elderly piously carried a large portrait of the Governor and docilely followed him all the way south. The young men showed off their horsemanship, hoping to be seen by the Governor from afar and gain his favor. If the Military Governor Of Vaize raised his arm and called for help, these herdsmen who worshipped the strong would probably follow the Governor to sweep the world.
The Military Governor Of Vaize did not care about the excitement. Along the way south, he felt that "the people's lives had become better, but they were still not rich." However, he could not blame the local comrades for not doing their job well. The level of education they received was really a natural barrier between different regions. The Mongolian region did not even have Chinese and Chinese characters popularized, so it was not easy to expect these herdsmen to quickly become accepted modern workers.
In addition, after the Mongolian upper class was eliminated, the performance of the old middle class was commendable. Based on the nature of following the strong, this group of people was surprisingly obedient to Vézé. If they were told to study, they would study, and if they were told to work, they would work. Those who were disobedient were killed during the crackdown, and those who were left were obedient. This group of people was quite proficient in Chinese, and their mandarin could already be understood by Vézé. Many of them had even become civil servants of various levels.
Vézé did not care about what other people thought. In his opinion, the people of the Mongolian region were really settled, and all that was left was to lead the people into the era of industrialization. What Vézé did not know was that after this visit, every family in the Mongolian region offered Vézé's portrait. His reputation in the Mongolian region exceeded that of the local Living Buddha, and he became a living Bodhisattva in the hearts of the Mongolians. This was understandable, as it was the Military Governor Vaize and the Liberation Army who brought modern technology and medical treatment to the Mongolian region. In the eyes of the Mongolian people, this was like a miracle. No matter how well the Living Buddha chanted, the people had never received such benefits from the Living Buddha. Not to mention that they had to pay to listen to the Living Buddha chant, and most of the practical support they received from the government was very little. If this was not a living Bodhisattva, then what was?
After entering the Shanxi region, Vézé's horse boarded the train to Beijing. Vézé and the comrades of the inspection group went straight to Taiyuan. Recently, Vézé had heard a lot about the situation in Taiyuan. The struggle between the Shanxi provincial party committee and the provincial government was getting more and more intense. Wei Xiushan united some departments and tried to follow the mass line. They often held surveys and let the grass-roots comrades and party members speak. Based on the opinions of the grass-roots comrades, they proposed many changes to the system. The resistance of the provincial party committee secretary Sima Ping was also quite fierce. The struggle between the higher-ups and the grass-roots line was quite reasonable. Vézé very much wanted to go to the field to investigate. For decades, Vézé had an overwhelming advantage in the central government. There were many who dared to speak the truth to Vézé, but there were few who dared to fight against Vézé.
Since Datong, Vézé had felt that the economy of Shanxi was not very good. The cities in Shanxi were not big, and the streets could barely be seen, but there were a large number of low-rise bungalows and a small number of gray brick buildings on both sides of the street. Life was not bad, but it did not look lively. Not to mention that it could not compare to Nanjing, it could not compare to Hebei, which was not economically developed.
Sima Ping, Wei Xiushan, and the others were quite excited about the inspection. In the conference room, Vézé only left two people and a few of Vézé's entourage. After everyone sat down, Vézé said with a smile, "You two comrades, tell me what you think of Shanxi now."
This question was too unexpected. Sima Ping was stunned, but he still took the lead to speak. "I think Shanxi can be regarded as a prosperous country and peaceful people."
Hearing Sima Ping say such calm words, Vézé turned to look at Wei Xiushan. Wei Xiushan could not help pursing his lips. He said, "Life is indeed good now, but there are too many problems to make life better. Governor asked me to say it, but I can only say it like a fishbone in my throat. "
After all, he was a provincial cadre. Even if there was a serious opposition, Wei Xiushan did not deny the achievements of Shanxi. Vézé was very satisfied with this. Arranging for Wei Xiushan to be the governor was to let Wei Xiushan do a good job in Shanxi and promote the development of Shanxi. If Wei Xiushan came up and said bad things about Shanxi, Vézé would probably have to reprimand Wei Xiushan first.
"Governor, I think there is a problem with Comrade Wei Xiushan's attitude. What is there like a fishbone in his throat? Is someone not letting him speak? Why is he being blocked? " Sima Ping saw that the Governor had no intention of criticizing Wei Xiushan, so he could only take the lead. "Comrade Wei Xiushan does not discuss with the comrades in the province when he encounters problems. He runs to the lower levels to make trouble. After making trouble, he comes back to force the comrades in the provincial party committee. It is as if not agreeing to his proposal is a violation of the law. "
"This is obviously the problem that the comrades at the grassroots level see. The difficulties they encounter are different from what we see. What kind of trouble is this? If this is trouble, then I have to bear the name of trouble. "Wei Xiushan also responded tit for tat and did not give in.
Seeing that the two of them were getting angry, Vézé waved his hand. "Then tell me what you think about the situation at the grassroots level."
That night, Sima Ping returned home and saw his second son, Sima Ji, pointing at him and scolding him. "You useless thing. What else can you do besides cause trouble for me? If you did not offend the Governor, your father would not be looked down upon by the Governor. Just you wait. When I am removed from office, I will beat you to death first. "
Sima Ping's wife saw that her husband was unbearably angry, so she quickly pushed Sima Ji back to his room and pulled her husband to the study. She asked warmly, "Did the Governor say something?"
"What else can the Governor say? Isn't it just that I can't do it? And that Wei Xiushan even reported me to the Governor. He actually revealed the black coal mine incident. What do you think the Governor will think of me? This is all because of that bastard. Before he did this, Wei Xiushan would not dare to speak to me like this. "The more he spoke, the angrier he became. Sima Ping raised his hand and smashed a teacup. He tried to stand up and beat Sima Ji. His wife tried to persuade him and finally let Sima Ping continue to stay in the study.
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