The Golden Roll continued.
In 1905, the world was dark, and many people were ready to rebel.
Aurora Academy.
Outside the classroom, a few students were looking at the latest news. Dr. Sun Yat-sen's Revolutionary Association and the various rebel forces from all over the country made these students look forward to it.
They did not know if they would succeed, but to them, it was undoubtedly a ray of light in the darkness.
"Will we have a new China?"
"A New China that doesn't need to be bullied.”
Darkness and thorns were reflected in the young man's pupils, as well as a faint flame.
This year, the decaying pillars of the late Qing Dynasty were about to collapse.
With the collapse of the nest, the Chinese Association, Gongjin Association, and other revolutionary organizations began to run. Jiao Dafeng, Zhang Baixiang, and other people with lofty ideals began to seek a new path.
China was like a piece of fat meat. The Qing court was about to be finished, so the overseas countries could not sit still.
Deguo was more active in Jiaozhou and Dezhou.
The lofty figures of the Eagle Country and the Hair Country did not allow the fat meat that was in their mouths to fly away. They began to conduct strict and frequent reconnaissance.
Western Han.
Liu Bang, the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty, looked at this scene with fear.
"What kind of person can create a country under such circumstances?”
The Great Tang.
In Chang 'an, Li Shimin was also shocked.
"There's the Qing Dynasty inside and the alien races outside. It's truly magnificent and terrifying!”
Qing Dynasty.
Kang Xi's face was ashen as he slammed the table.
"You can't create a country more perfect than the Qing Dynasty!”
"Impossible!"
In 1905, Mr. Sun went to Kawasaki overseas to jointly organize the magazine "20th Century". Many people with lofty ideals began to assist Mr. Sun in organizing a new organization.
On the golden list, the scene unfolded.
Kawasaki.
As one of the earliest countries to accept Qing students, the number of Chinese students gathered here was undoubtedly huge.
Moreover, looking at the current situation overseas, this group of Chinese students with broad horizons, rich knowledge, and advanced thoughts were not inferior to the overseas Chinese in the United States.
Mr. Sun naturally chose to come here if he wanted to start his ideas from overseas.
In the study, a group of scholars gathered day and night to discuss every detail of the draft Future Strategy.
The other group of people were starting the newspaper.
Now, in the Qing court, the discussion of protecting the emperor was prevalent, and it had once affected overseas.
In fact, after the 1898, everyone could see that if they wanted to change the current situation, the Qing court and the decadent system should be eliminated together.
Mr. Sun's gaze swept across the busy room.
Some people lowered their heads and scribbled furiously, some rushed over with information and left in a hurry, and some argued over a strategy until their faces were red.
Until his gaze fell on the thirty-year-old scholar.
Mr. Sun knew that his name was Chen Tianhua.
His father was a private school teacher. He had studied with his father since he was young. His family was poor and often needed to carry a basket to sell to get enough food and clothing.
It was also because he was influenced by the ideology of reform in the Xin Hua Shi School that he imitated Huo Qubing and claimed that he would not marry if the country was in danger.
Russia occupied Dongbei, the border of a country was lost, he broke his hand blood letter, sent to Hunan schools.
The Changsha Chinese Association was founded by him and Mr. Huang.
The reason why he appeared here was because his plan to resist the Qing Dynasty had failed and he was being pursued by the Qing court.
Even so, he continued to write on his way to escape, trying to use his pen to awaken the vigilance in the bones of the fallen people.
How passionate was this person's love for his country!
Now he was lowering his head and fighting with the Emperor Protector Faction, Kang Youwei, and Liang Qichao.
Do you think it's so easy to wake up a nation that has been imprisoned by feudal ideology for 300 years? Do you think it's only a day's work to get rid of the numbness and laziness in the blood of our nation? It's a great undertaking that will take several generations to work hard.
Sweeping away the numbness of the nation, generations of people advanced one after another.
At this moment, even though he had already seen that revolution was not something that could be achieved in a day, he still tried his best to move forward.
The tenacity in Chen Tianhua's bones made Sun Yat-sen sigh emotionally.
"These people began to work hard to support the backbone of China.”
The Golden Roll appeared.
In August 1905, Mr. Huang, the founder of the Changsha Chinese Association, met Mr. Sun, the founder of the American Chinese Association. The two of them reached an agreement on the anti-Qing issue. A true patriotic organization was about to appear.
The words dissipated and the image unfolded.
Huang Xing, who had a moustache, sat at the conference table with bright eyes.
"If you want a revolution, you must first oppose the Qing Dynasty. As long as the Qing Dynasty is not swept away, the world will rot.”
"The reason why China is so backward now is because of its backward consciousness. Only when everyone works hard and everyone benefits will there be a chance for a revolution to begin.”
Sun Yat-sen also nodded with a solemn expression and waved his arms vigorously.
" The 1898 reform proved that change won't work. Only with a revolution, to get rid of the Qing court, cut the braids, and change the world to a world ruled by the people, will China have a time to straighten its spine. China doesn't need an emperor.”
"There are many people with lofty ideals in the country now, but the structure is loose and cannot form an overall force. I want to establish a national revolutionary organization to integrate our forces.”
"Set up three divisions: executive, evaluation, and justice. Set up five divisions in the country: east, west, south, north, and middle.”
"We'll set up branches in the provinces."
"Only by creating a new country and new ideas can we walk a new path.”
Huang Xing stood up excitedly and clenched his fists.
"That's right. Only those with new ideas can save the country!”
At the conference table, Huang Xing, Song Jiaoren, Hu Hanmin, and the others nodded and swore!
"Expel the Tartars, restore China, establish the Republic of China, and equalize land rights!”
Tianhua Chen's voice was resounding. He really wanted to see a brand new China.
However, his eyes were filled with sadness.
On this day, a large patriotic organization that was truly large enough to overturn the Qing court took shape.
The Alliance!
After the establishment of the Alliance, Chen Tianhua worked even harder. Late at night, he was still writing letters to the students of various schools and academies in the country.
In the wee hours of the morning, he woke up early and started writing down the contact information for Zhang Taiyan and the rest of the Restoration Association.
He even went to various colleges in Kawasaki to attract foreign students, risking being discovered. After being discovered several times, he fled in panic, but he still mustered up the courage to go again.
Only in the dead of night would he look in the direction of China from afar, with anticipation and sorrow.
The Alliance had been established, but when would they be able to awaken China?
At that moment.
Qing Dynasty.
Emperor Qianlong looked at the picture on the Golden Roll and a chill seeped out of his bones.
He had never thought that the huge Qing Dynasty would gradually fall apart under the actions of these commoners.
At this moment, there was only anger in his eyes.
"If you don't want to be the emperor, what do you want?”
Song Dynasty.
Yue Fei, who was training his soldiers, also raised his head at this moment, and his gaze landed on this group of juniors.
No one noticed how bright his eyes were.
He was also born in a poor family, and he had the conviction to save the country!
"Good, good!"
"Fight for your country and your people.”
Big Ming.
The old Song Lian watched as the people at the bottom of society ran for their lives. Everyone was trying to overturn the oppression on their heads and make the people hold their heads high. They were willing to do anything.
The old scholar from the Humble Class laughed.
"Good organization."
"For the new country."
He had already forgotten how many years it had been since he had seen so many people risk their lives for the same belief.
Every dynasty was watching the Alliance take shape.
In the sky, the new inventory was still continuing.
On November 2, 1905, the weather turned cold. The Kawasaki Ministry of Education announced new regulations. It stipulated that Chinese students who entered Kawasaki School must have a letter of recommendation from the Qing court's envoy in Kawasaki. The dormitories and apartments where Chinese students lived must be controlled by Kawasaki's school. If Chinese students were ordered to drop out of school on the grounds of "bad sexual behavior", other schools could not accept them.
On this day, Kawasaki and the Qing court reached a cooperation to expel the students who dared to make a revolution.
The scene unfolded.
In Kawasaki, Chen Tianhua, who lived by the sea, read the news.
The thirty-one-year-old scholar's hands were trembling, and his face was purple.
Every word of this newly issued decree was like a sharp blade that pierced through his heart.
The recommendation letter from the Qing court envoy, the control of Kawasaki, and the fact that they could ban a student from studying in Kawasaki forever.
This was an undisguised cooperation with the Qing court to suppress the revolutionary activities.
They could even wantonly deprive international students of their free products and prohibit large-scale movements by international students.
This was to completely extinguish the spark of revolution.
The huge humiliation made Tianhua Chen's breathing quicken, but the news still came one after another.
More than 20 days later, Kawasaki's international students were accused of having bad sexual behavior due to suspected revolution, and dozens of them dropped out of school.
The article about the revolutionary speech was directly destroyed by Kawasaki in public on the grounds of control.
Tianhua Chen raised his head and looked at the bay at the side. The sadness and anger in his eyes were almost overflowing.
The US beat up the Qing court military officer, and Kawasaki publicly humiliated the foreign students.
Even when he protested against this ban, he was publicly mocked by Kawasaki students.
There was no big country in China!
Too much pressure flooded him like a tide.
Chen Tianhua dragged his heavy body to the edge of the bay.
At that moment, he closed his eyes and his voice was hoarse.
"Mr. Sun, I see that the Alliance will shine.”
"Definitely."
"But I'm too tired. Sorry."
A body with unwillingness and anger jumped into the turbulent foreign sea. The sky that day was so gloomy that it made people's hearts palpitate.
In Kawasaki's Omori Bay, Chen Tianhua threw himself into the sea to die for his country. He was 31 years old. In the spring of 1906, his coffin was transported back to Changsha and buried in Yuelu Mountain.
On this day, it was raining cats and dogs.
Tens of thousands of Long Veil commoners changed into white clothes.
In the coffin that was transported back from Kawasaki was the thirty-one-year-old scholar.
He sacrificed his country.
His name was Chen Tianhua! Sir is righteous!
Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, mixed with the rain, and the land was filled with grief.
Now.
Shu Han.
Jiang Wei was exhausted, but he was still planning the northern expedition.
Outside the tent, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the scene in shock.
The power of this era had exceeded his imagination.
"Sun Yat-sen founded the Chinese Revolutionary Army overseas, the Rising China Society.”
"Kawasaki has created a truly united patriotic organization, the Alliance.”
"Zhang Taiyan and the others created the Restoration Society.”
"Their great era is coming."
"But what kind of country are they going to create? Can it really work?"
He looked puzzled.
On the other side.
The Great Tang.
Behind Li Shimin.
Prime Minister Wei Zheng's pupils constricted when he saw this scene.
He saw many figures running around. They were scholars, commoners, craftsmen, and farmers.
In this crumbling and decadent dynasty, they worked hard to run for their ideal new China.
The appearance of revolutionary groups was like a ball of fire.
"This kind of strength of character appears in everyone.”
He paused for a moment and finally trembled.
"What kind of country will that be?”
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