At this time, Mu Zai, who was silent at first, noticed that something seemed wrong with Zhiyuan's expression. After considering the meaning of his previous words and what he had experienced in the United States, he took the initiative to break the silence.

"What Zhiyuan means is that there is no real political party in Congress, so there is no hope for this Congress!"

From the corner of his eye, he noticed a smile flashing across Zhiyuan's face, and Mu knew that he had guessed correctly.

"Our country's congressional system is based on the United States, and in the United States there are two major parties, the Democratic Party and the Republican Party. Take Wilson's Democratic Party, which currently wins the presidential election, as an example!"

Mu, who had witnessed the election of members of Congress in the United States, thought about what he knew about American political parties as he spoke.

"The Democratic Party is almost as old as the United States. In the early days of the founding of the party, the Democrats regarded the independent farmers as the backbone of the United States and despised cities, banks and factories. According to them, they appealed to the people for the basis of public opinion!"

When Mu was teaching everyone, Li Zicheng also showed great interest. No matter whether the Democratic Party's model is suitable for China, but no matter what, this is a "party lesson."

"In other words, in the early days, they represented interest groups dominated by farmers, and it was on the basis of appealing to the people that they formed this complex political alliance of the Democratic Party.

Their supporters are farmers from across the country and labor groups in urban areas! Of course, in the following more than 100 years, the interest groups represented by the Democrats continued to change. They also represented businessmen, banks, and railroad companies.

interests, but one thing is certain, that is, a political party must represent the interests of some industries and even certain regions. Well, this should belong to the political party..."

"mission!"

Interrupting Mu's words with two words and taking over his words, Li Zicheng suppressed the smile on his face.

"For the existence of a political party, it must first understand the interest groups it represents, so that it can have a sense of mission. On the basis of this sense of mission, it must build an organized, disciplined political party that understands its own responsibilities. And now

What about China? There is no organized, disciplined political party that understands its responsibilities. Therefore, in this case, our Congress is just 841 people who attack each other and serve the people. Representing the interests of the group, 841 people

Who can the heart speak for?”

When he asked the question, Li Zicheng's tone and demeanor became serious, but there was some regret in his words.

"They can only speak for themselves. What do they represent? Many people turn their votes into banknotes, but what about others? Of course they are honorable men, and they seem to be speaking out for the country in Congress, but what they seek

But it’s the so-called name clearing!”

Helplessly shrugging his shoulders and looking at Zhang Binglin, Li Zicheng said seriously.

"At the end of the Ming Dynasty, what did the Donglin Party, which was famous all over the world, do after they became officials? Since those people became officials, they had no actual achievements. They just relied on association to give lectures and made high-pitched speeches that "famous in the world", and they called themselves good officials in the world.

In the face of a national crisis, he had neither the strategic vision of "ZTE" nor the ability to solve the current practical problems. He only knew how to post some sensational memorials in the court and make some remarks that made the people cry at the local level. Everything was just to compete for the center of power. At that time

Xia Yunyi, the anti-Qing martyr, only said a few fair words, which made Huang Zongxi, the backbone of Donglin, furious. Xia said: "Donglin's arguments are high-minded, but they only use the border to control the bandits, and their actions are not practical." Huang retorted.

Said: "The real way to control the invaders is to keep close friends with gentlemen and keep away from villains." When foreign invaders invade, the survival of the country and the nation is at risk, but why do you keep close friends and keep away from villains? Don't let this kind of clean flow happen!"

When mentioning this example, Li Zicheng's face was serious but mocking.

"When the Second National Congress was first established, the central government was in financial distress. The local governments could only provide 2 million yuan each month, but they asked for 4 million yuan in funding. The central government was financially weak and wanted to borrow money. The National Congress did not care about anything else, but only wanted to prevent the borrowing.

Brother Taiyan, Zhiyuan has a question. Was it for the country or for personal gain when he tried his best to prevent the loan?"

A rhetorical question immediately made Zhang Binglin speechless. For the sake of the country? He blushed when he said this sentence. When it came to borrowing money, he would not hesitate to sell the country's interests. It seemed that the interim president was willing to spend more. Why did he stop the aftermath?

What is the purpose of borrowing money to "block the borrowing and try to make the Yuan government collapse without a fight!" The reason why they used "national interests" to instigate large-scale borrowing in the parliament and questioned the government many times was very simple, just to make Yuan Shikai

Fell due to lack of financial resources.

"Justice is in the hearts of the people. What was the Congress like at that time? Needless to say, everyone has seen that apart from partisanship, there is no other use. It is for this reason that when the President wanted to dissolve the Congress, I, Li Zicheng, agreed to join forces with Governor Cheng

power ups!"

Li Zicheng smiled when he mentioned old things. He did not object to Yuan Shikai's dissolution of the National Assembly, but when he wanted to dissolve the Provincial Assembly, he refuted it clearly. Moreover, after the failure of the "Second Revolution", the Jiangsu Provincial Assembly had expelled

Most of the Kuomintang members, as for the by-election members, are from the Longhai faction, and it is precisely because of this that they are able to control the Jiangsu Provincial Assembly.

Seeing that Zhang Binglin's expression seemed a little embarrassed, Li Zicheng realized that his tone was a little too strong, so he explained slowly.

"I admit that the proportion of decent people in the Congress is relatively high, but there are still many who compete for power and profit and seek fame. This cannot but be said to be China's regret, and it cannot but be said to be the inherent shortcomings of the Chinese Congress. Such

What role can Congress play?”

Shaking his head with regret and disappointment, Li Zicheng leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

"The success of modern parliamentary politics depends on the support of mature party politics and a complete electoral system, and the former is even more important than the latter. Political parties in the modern sense are actually the necessary tools and prerequisites for realizing representative democracy. We, the former

No, the latter is also imperfect. This Congress..."

Li Zicheng, who shook his head and felt a little thirsty after talking for a long time, stopped talking. He sat up, picked up the tea cup, leaned on the sofa and sipped the tea.

At this time, the spacious office was completely quiet. No one said anything. Everyone was quietly thinking about the "political class" or "party class" they had taken. Although they were holding teacups,

At this time, Zhang Binglin had no intention of drinking tea at all. When listening to what Mu and Li said, he kept combining what he knew about the Congress. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that what they said was the truth.

Is there really no point in Congress? Just when a feeling of despair surged in his heart, suddenly a glimmer of hope appeared in front of Zhang Binglin's eyes. He looked at Li Zicheng who was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa and said.
Chapter completed!