The golden rankings of the various dynasties appeared layer by layer like dragons!
In the future, this country will interpret
The one who freezes to death is the one who gives out clothes
Those who starve to death are the cooks
Their leaders are in the most vulnerable places, but their schools are bomb proof.
They are willing to die for their original ideals
At the beginning of the founding of the country, they were enemies with the world's most powerful foreign country and volunteered to send troops to resist the United States.
They had a fire in their hearts, which was why they could persevere in this era of fog and long nights.
Great Qin.
Zhao Gao, the commander of the Central Carriage Mansion, who was currently following the First Emperor on his eastern tour, did not speak.
He was Zhao Gao, Great Qin's most powerful official, and he had climbed up from the bottom.
Therefore, he knew more about the people, scholars, nobles, and officials.
He looked at the words on the golden roll in disbelief.
"Impossible!"
"In this world, how can there be such a group of people who would do this for this country!”
On the other side.
Ming Dynasty.
The middle-aged man, Yan Shifan, was also stunned.
"The one in charge of cooking starved to death, and the one in charge of distributing clothes froze to death?”
"The leader lives in the most dangerous place?”
"The people of the future are so noble?”
Right now, they were not only concerned about these powerful officials.
When the emperors of the various dynasties saw these lines of words, they also felt a chill.
In the Great Tang, Emperor Taizong's pupils constricted.
He couldn't imagine that a country that hadn't even taken shape, or even had a prototype, would have such cohesion.
If everyone in the world was like this?
He didn't dare to imagine.
In the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di, who called himself Emperor Taizong, also took a deep breath, his anticipation growing.
"In such a corrupt and dark era, how will such a group of juniors create a great country?”
Now, the Golden Roll appeared again in the sky.
In 1908, the uprising at the mouth of the Yunan River failed. Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty died, and Empress Dowager Cixi died. The eldest son of the three-year-old regent, Pu Yi, ascended the throne. His father, the regent, supervised the country.
Many monks and Taoists were brought to recite scriptures. At that time, the situation became more and more chaotic, and the landlords, capitalists, and the peasants all over the country were separated from each other.
The scene gradually appeared.
Year 1908.
Chen Duxiu, the advocate and initiator of the New Culture Movement, returned from Kawasaki.
Chen Duxiu, who had short hair, left Kawasaki and stepped into the Hang City Army Primary School. He stood in the classroom and taught the children literature, history, and geography.
While teaching the children, Chen Duxiu still did not forget his oath and began to pay attention to the news of the revolution in the country.
On the other side.
Cai Yuanpei, a famous education, revolutionary, and politician in his forties, wore glasses and went to Deguo with the help of Sun Baoqi, the envoy stationed in Deguo.
With a letter of introduction, he strode into the classroom of Leipzig University and began to study psychology and philosophy. At the same time, in the course of several years of study, he came up with a book on the history of Chinese ethics.
In the middle of the night, this scholar bent over his desk and wrote furiously.
In the same year.
Kawasaki was caught with evidence of the smuggling of weapons by the Australian merchant ship Erchen Maru. However, after the Qing court arrested Kawasaki, Kawasaki protested. The Qing court officials were afraid and the alliance apologized. The humiliation was so great that the local students, citizens, and businessmen could not breathe.
On the streets of Guangdong and Guangxi, students went on strike, holding high flags and shouting. The crowd was turbulent and boycotted Kawasaki's goods.
Merchants and local parties were more active in contacting each other and spontaneously launched the Kawasaki boycott movement, calling for the revival of domestic products.
For eight whole months, the streets were filled with people running and shouting, waving flags and shouting!
East Mountain was bullied by the country, causing the Qingdao Commercial Port Chamber of Commerce to spontaneously boycott the goods, causing workers and students to protest.
In 1908, Wang Guowei published a poem about the world.
In the same year, Zhou Shuren published the Moro Poetry Theory, which mainly criticized the old tradition and culture, and attacked the westernization faction, the reformists, and the retro faction. It could be called a denunciation of ideas.
Someone was spreading the news and holding up a flyer.
Some people went overseas to study hard and broaden their minds.
Some lowered their heads and wrote furiously, shattering the soul of the old era.
At this moment, the end of 1908 was like the end of a decaying dynasty that was on the verge of collapse. The flames erupted and shot out sparks. Although they were weak, they burned even more fiercely in the wind.
The crowd began to awaken.
However, in front of them were groups of people who were going to face disaster.
The Golden Roll was still being counted.
On February 6th, 1909, under the burning of all the flames and the wandering of all the gentlemen, the Qing court finally issued a decree prohibiting the sale of slaves. After more than 2,000 years, the slave system came to an end.
At that moment, the scene changed.
Shanghai.
In the school, young students jogged all the way, shouting loudly, their voices trembling.
"The Qing court has announced the abolition of the slave system!”
A few students who were reading their books heard this and their expressions changed. They clenched their fists excitedly and stood up.
Looking at the notice that the young man had just handed over, their eyes gradually turned red.
"The slave system in China came from the Qin and Han Dynasties. The emperors, officials, and squires all occupied a large number of slaves.”
"Even though the Kangxi era was known as the redemption of the people, these slaves were not considered humans in the eyes of those people.”
The other youths were also moved to tears.
"No more, really no more. There are no more slaves in China. This is the first step towards equality for all, the first step towards equality for the 400 million people of China!”
"This isn't because of the kindness of the capital. This is the reform of my revolutionary flame!”
On the other side.
On the dock, the only literate foreman was trembling when he walked. When he saw the workers, he finally couldn't help but tear up.
"No, there are no more slaves in this world.”
He recited excitedly.
"The Qing court has stipulated that all domestic slaves who are released to become citizens and are unable to redeem themselves are treated as hired workers.”
These slaves were no longer the same as those in the houses of the country nobles and the lords. They were human beings, hired workers, and they had human rights!
Southern Song Dynasty.
Cai Jing looked at the golden roll in the sky and was a little stunned.
"What are they talking about? Abolish slaves?"
"Since ancient times, the ancestral system of thousands of years has been that slaves and livestock can be traded.”
"Impossible!"
Cai Jing became more agitated and clenched his fists.
He could not imagine what kind of era it was.
Han Dynasty.
Dong Zhuo stared at the Golden Roll. His gaze turned from shock to anger.
"This servant is gone? What are these people trying to do!"
"The world has no emperor, no court, no servants. Are they going to be as inferior as those low-level commoners?”
On the other side.
Big Ming.
The young man, who had just been sold to the squire's mansion as a writer's slave, looked at the golden list. He thought about how he had lived in the cowshed these days and let them beat and scold him as they pleased. He lived like a dog. The tears in his eyes could not be held back.
"The gentlemen of this era are really doing things.”
Early Qing Dynasty.
The Han woman, who had just escaped and was about to face the life and death power of her family, sobbed as she looked at the golden roll.
"Thank you, thank you, this servant is gone.”
They liked this new era and looked forward to it.
On the Golden Roll, the stocktaking continued.
On March 1st, China University of Mining and Technology, the predecessor of Henan University of Technology, Jiaozuo Road and Mining School was established.
The scene was of a small school.
At this moment, Principal Tian Cheng looked at the twenty students in front of him. His heart was so excited that his blood was boiling.
This school with only twenty students was the first mining institute in China!
These young and tender faces represented that China had the ability to create its own mining era.
Principal Tian Cheng listened to the sound of the blackboard in the classroom, the children's questions, and the teacher's guidance. He tried his best to straighten his spine.
Teacher Chen Xiaobo, who was standing beside him, looked at the students and was moved to tears.
"We have our own mining school.”
"Although there are only 20 of them, they are the pillars of China's future development of the mining industry and entering the industrial era.”
At this moment, Tian Cheng nodded heavily. His voice was a little dull, as if he was suppressing something.
"In a few years, our school will flourish and there will be many students.”
The screen of the Golden Roll turned.
This time, it was a small courtyard.
In the courtyard, the latest newspaper covered his face. This figure was holding a letter in his hand.
This was Shanghai, and the weather was cold.
Huo Yuanjia saw the news that the American Marble Opine had come to Shanghai to perform and claimed that he wanted to compete with the Americans.
As soon as the newspaper was published, Shanghai was in an uproar.
The local martial arts practitioners immediately sent him an invitation, so he came with his student, Liu Zhensheng.
However, when Huo Yuanjia arrived with Liu Zhensheng yesterday, the American strongman was nowhere to be found.
Therefore, Martial Master Kawasaki had asked him to fight today.
Putting down the newspaper, Huo Yuanjia brought the land to Zhang's Chunwei Garden.
At this moment, the wind and rain in Shanghai were dark. On the stage, the Kawasaki expert looked at him contemptuously and spat out four words.
"Sick Man of East Asia."
Huo Yuanjia suppressed the anger in his heart as he continued to fight.
When it was over, he looked at the braids around the arena with a complicated gaze, and his eyes finally turned into confusion.
"Weak people should strengthen their bodies. We are not sick men of East Asia!”
The Golden Roll continued.
This year, Xiong Kewu, who had joined the Shu Alliance, began to lead troops to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. He was on the wanted list of the government.
Shu, Ke Garden.
As the most famous theater in the area, there were countless people watching the show as usual.
When Han Xifan, a member of the Sichuan-Shu Alliance, left, his gaze fell on a familiar face.
He recognized him at a glance. This was Xiong Kewu, the brother who had launched five anti-Qing rebellions in Shu. He was now in the arrest notice issued by the government.
Guessing that he might be here to meet someone, he patted Xiong Kewu's shoulder lightly and lowered his voice.
"Why aren't you leaving yet? This place is very dangerous.”
Revolutions and rebellions against the Qing Dynasty had failed several times in the current situation. Many of the rebels had been arrested by the Qing court, and it was extremely difficult now.
However, at this moment, Xiong Kewu's expression did not change. His eyes were still fixed on the stage.
"My house is very close to Jiang Wei's tomb, but they are still willing to sacrifice their lives for their dreams.”
"I can't embarrass them."
"We haven't finished the anti-Qing, so we can't leave."
Although Xiong Kewu was watching the show, Han Xifan still saw his eyes.
He couldn't embarrass Shuzhong.
But Han Xifan knew that Xiong Kewu cared not only about whose face it was, but also about the blood of the revolutionary ancestors who had come one generation after another.
It wasn't that he couldn't leave, but he was unwilling to leave!
At this moment.
Three Kingdoms, Shu Han.
Jiang Wei looked at the golden ranking in the sky and everything that was happening in the other era with a complicated expression.
The exhausted him suddenly smiled.
He had never thought that he could bring hope to his descendants.
He had come from the north, and after a lifetime of twists and turns, he had finally returned to the south like fate.
In order to complete the Prime Minister's request, and for the sake of the big man in his heart, he stayed here.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wei's tired eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life. He looked at the junior who had risked his life in the difficult future, and his eyes lit up.
The younger generation of that era was the same as him now. They were all working hard for the country in their hearts.
"You guys are very good."
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