A beam of fire pierced through the golden board.
Such a shocking scene appeared in every era.
Even the emperor fell silent.
Ying Zheng's health was not too good now. He stopped his eastern tour, his face pale.
At this moment, looking at the magnificent scene on the golden list, his voice passed through the golden list and found Li Shiming, Zhu Yuanzhang, and the others again.
"As the emperors of the future generations, have you ever seen such a scene?”
Li Shi Min shook his head, his gaze deep and complicated.
He put down the disaster relief dossier, took a deep breath, and looked at the golden list.
This was the first time he had seen a scene after the Republic of China opened up the minds of the people. The world belonged to the people of the world. Therefore, once these people stood up, they would start a prairie fire!
Big Ming.
The old Zhu Yuanzhang had just left the court, and the matter of opening the sea had already begun to be discussed.
Faced with Qin Shihuang's question, the commoner emperor who had climbed up from the bottom had a complicated gaze as he pointed at the golden roll.
"Ordinary people say that it takes three years for a talented person to rebel.”
"But if you add ideals, then the Elementary Scholar is a little scary.”
He looked at the scenes of the future.
Watching the change from a single ideology declaration newspaper to a generation, and even several generations, finally made this mountain and river show signs of awakening.
Those flames made him think of many things.
He suddenly thought of the words on the Golden Roll.
"This group of people will try every path once. They won't give up until they find a path.”
"They…found…"
" And start to change everything."
—
The rankings continued.
The people of the various provinces looked at the provinces as if they were looking at foreign countries. The people did not know why they were fighting. Religion grew, and the bones of the wilderness were buried.
However, some people said that they were willing to do it for the sake of the country and the people's peace in the future. They were not just talking about it, they were willing to go with their lives.
I hope that you will shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing China.
At this moment.
Southern Song Dynasty.
Right Prime Minister Wen Tianxiang had just escaped from Yuan Commander-in-chief Bayan's camp.
Looking at the words on the golden list, his body trembled, and his eyes were red, but he also smiled.
"I hope that you will place the responsibility of revitalizing China on your shoulders.”
He suddenly thought of Zou Rong.
The person who had ignited the flame from the very beginning, the life of the army, had since become extinct.
On the other side.
Big Ming.
Zhang Juzheng was also white-haired as he looked at the golden roll in front of him.
he murmured, his voice filled with determination.
"Zou Rong, did you see that?"
The first scene appeared in the eyes of these civil officials.
In the pitch-black prison, the twenty-one-year-old man murmured. His eyes seemed to suddenly burst with dazzling brilliance as he stared ahead in a daze.
He was smiling, and his smile was extremely beautiful. The young man's appearance was especially handsome.
"I saw it, my country, I saw it, I really saw it!”
He struggled and looked at the flickering flame in the darkness. He stretched out his trembling hand and suddenly struggled, wanting to grab it.
Zhang Juzheng's voice was majestic as tears streamed down his face. He smiled and said,"That ball of fire is burning. Zou Rong, look.”
On the other side.
Wen Tianxiang turned his head and looked at the Great Song that was now in ruins. He turned around and stepped into the darkness.
"The responsibility of revitalizing the Great Song begins with me!”
Their flames in the future had been ignited, so it was time for him to ignite the flames that belonged to the Great Song.
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Qing Dynasty.
The young Kang Xi stood there with his hands behind his back.
Yes, he couldn't calmly watch this scene.
"Times are changing so quickly. It is impossible for you to change it. No matter how strong the flames are, it is useless.”
His gaze fell on the ships and cannons from overseas.
"The foreign countries are so powerful, how can you change that?”
"You guys, no."
—
The scene changed.
On the Golden Roll, a thirty-one-year-old man with a beard and a melon skin hat looked at the stormy China and the scholars who were extremely sober and in extreme pain.
His name was Shi Yang, an ordinary person.
He had entered the Qing Dynasty's agriculture, established the official schools of the North and South, took the police examination, and studied law and politics.
Later, he became a lawyer.
Perhaps he was one of the few lawyers in that era who always wore a mandarin jacket and a melon skin hat.
He was educated, which was why he hated himself so much and put himself in such a torturous situation.
It was precisely because he was clear-headed that watching China decline was the most painful, no matter what he could do.
Previously, he had also brought those workers to the streets and participated in dozens of gatherings, large and small.
But so what?
His voice was extremely bitter, like a lost child.
"I can't find a future."
That was until he saw the declaration, the declaration of the ideology of non-ownership from Shang Hai.
In this heavy rain, Shi Yang's tears rolled down."The path has appeared."
On the golden roll, the words appeared again.
That year, China officially established the Republic of China. With Shanghai as the center, the anti-capitalist group spread throughout the country. As soon as the news spread, more and more people began to awaken.
The scene unfolded.
At this moment.
Kawasaki.
On the beach, a dozen young students were looking at the news from China, their noses aching.
A student covered his face and cried out loud.
"We finally have an organization that belongs to China.”
The young man, Zhou Fo, who was standing at the side, also had tears in his eyes. He looked at the country across the ocean and sobbed.
"Mr. Tan Sitong, Mr. Zou Rong, Mr. Liu Daoyi."
"Did you see that? Have we found the way?"
"We found the way."
The young Shi Cuntong looked back at the humiliating scenes in the past 80 years of history, then lowered his head to look at the declaration in his hand and spoke with a trembling voice.
"The Chinese. Long live industrialism! Stick to the Marxian way!"
They stepped onto the streets, and with every shout, there would be more figures behind them.
At first, there were only a dozen people, but later, there were hundreds of people, and now there were hundreds of Chinese students.
The young man said,"Start from yourself!" Join the Chinese government. Communism, save the country!"
At that moment, cheers shook the sky!
On the other side.
Send the country.
Zhao Shiyan, who had just arrived in Fa Nation in May this year to study, choked when he saw the news from China.
He called Zhang Shenfu, who was also in Fa Nation, to inform them of the news.
Zhang Shenfu's body trembled as he looked at the declaration from China.
Chinese youths were always like this, always brimming with tears, always passionate and sincere.
He wiped his reddened eyes, gripped the declaration in his hand, and walked onto the streets, shouting loudly.
"I'll join too! Stick to the Marxian ideology!"
"To celebrate the Chinese. Communism established!"
Behind him, more and more youths from China followed closely behind. They took big strides and finally brought the happiness of Chinese youths. They were high-spirited and excited to the point of tears.
On this day, in Kawasaki, Fa Guo, hundreds of Chinese students stepped onto the streets. They were at the docks, in school, and in their dormitories. They were discussing enthusiastically and looking into the distance excitedly.
That was the hope of the Chinese youth, and also the hope of every Chinese citizen.
Ever since Tan Sitong's reform, they had waited far too long for this day.
New words appeared on the golden roll.
This era was like this. They had to tear apart everyone's soul and let them find their way in the long night.
Fa Guo, Chen Yannian, and Chen Qiaonian were all watching at this moment. They finally knew what their father, who had offered them wine to apologize to them that day, was planning.
Now, he had established China's first public company in Shanghai. At the same time, they issued a declaration and went to various places.
Now, the capital, Hu Nan, Muzhou, Wuhan, Ji Nan…
Cities of all sizes seemed to have been set ablaze.
Now, as Chen Yannian looked at this magnificent scene, more and more people were joining in and shining brightly.
They had always believed in anarchism, but now they were a little confused.
Chen Yannian glanced at his good friend and muttered.
"Is anarchism really wrong?”
His good friend said," Yan Nian, look. The first generation of Mr. Tan Sitong, the second generation of Mr. Zhang Taiyan, the third generation of Mr. Sun completely overthrew the Qing Dynasty and created Xin. The fourth generation of Mr. Chen Duxiu, and now, it's already the fifth generation. The path of life will begin."
"Anarchism won't work."
Chen Yannian was silent.
At the same time.
New words appeared on the golden roll again.
At the end of the year, Cai Yuanpei was sent by Beijing University to Europe for an inspection. Chen Duxiu and Wang Daxue sent him off, and the few of them once again had a deep exchange on the current situation.
The scene appeared.
Chen Duxiu said seriously," Sir, when you were in Beijing University, you taught me to change the ways of the world and to be inclusive. Both of these actions have contributed greatly.”
When Cai Yuanpei heard this, his expression became much more serious.
"Zhongfu, as an elder brother, I would like to say a few words from the bottom of my heart. As the saying goes, different paths do not work together. Although our paths are different, we can work together. The new culture is the hard work of you, Shouchang, Shizhi, and Yucai. It is inevitable that there will be differences now.”
"Before I came, I told Shizhi to come to Shanghai and have a good talk with you.”
Chen Duxiu thought of Hu Shi and suddenly recalled his words.
Although the methods were different, the direction of democracy was the same.
"Recently, I have already decided to invite Shouchang and Shizhi to Shang Hai for a gathering.”
On the Golden Roll, the stocktaking continued.
Li Dazhao and Hu Shi had finally arrived in Shanghai. The old friends of the new youth met again after a long separation. They once again exchanged their views on the current situation, but in the end, they still had differences.
The scene appeared.
In the mountains.
It was rare that Chen Duxiu wasn't preparing a magazine in his room.
Today, two long-lost friends had arrived in Shanghai.
Carrying two jars of wine, he brought Hu Shi and Li Dazhao to sit on the grass.
"We haven't met in life, but we're still engaged in business.”
Hu Shi looked at his old friend in a daze."A few days ago, when I was in the Dream of the Red Chamber, I heard the students singing about the two giants of Beijing University and Dream of the Red Chamber. There were rumors about Bei Li and Nan Chen, but this was their opinion.”
He didn't even try to hide it. In front of the two of them, there was no need for him to hide it.
Even he himself knew that although the three of them were good friends, their paths were different.
He had come today to try his best to salvage their radical thinking. He was worried that something would happen to them.
Li Dazhao sighed, not bothering to hide it."We have crossed the sea and searched for the truth in the wind and rain for so many years. We have chosen many times and explored many times. Now, we have finally found the direction.”
"Shizhi, you worship Western democracy, but it won't work in China.”
Chen Duxiu nodded and said solemnly,""I believe that the common people we formed today…Later generations will have their own judgment.”
Hu Shi shook his head." I'm in the minority today, so I won't argue. Between friends, everyone has their own aspirations. A gentleman is harmonious but different. We'll leave it to future generations to judge."”
Chen Duxiu and Li Dazhao both laughed.
"Alright, the three of us will always be honest with each other. The choice of faith will be left for history to judge."
"Wei Bei Spring Tree."”
Then, Hu Shi's voice rang out,"Sunset clouds in the River East."”
Chen Duxiu followed closely behind.”
The three of them looked at each other and smiled.”
At this moment, the sun shone brightly on the three people's faces, and the two different paths parted.
The scene changed.
At this moment, Li Dazhao, Chen Duxiu, and Hu Shi walked side by side.
The three of them raised their heads, and the sunlight scattered.
They looked at the school in front of them, as well as the young members from the research lab in the capital, the Awakening Society in Tianjin, Hu Nan's Xiangping, and other organizations.
These students had already joined in, but there were still voices of debate.
"Russia's national conditions are the closest to China's. Moreover, they have already succeeded. The middle class!"
"You said it, but it's just similar. Looking at the international situation now, the capitalist class system of the western countries has clearly become the strongest in the world.”
"Besides, has Russia succeeded? Had they become a powerful country? What was their status on the international stage?”
The young man stood up with a red face.
"Nonsense! Where did the soil of the capitalist class and the basic conditions of the people come from in China? The most suitable one was naturally the commoners. The path of industrialism!"
"Then tell me, this is what you said. How should we walk the path of industrialism? You also said that it's similar. Are you going to copy it?”
The students 'angry roars sounded.
Hu Shi stood at the side and watched." The American system is the most advanced. This can be seen from the country's strength.”
Hu Shi pointed at the children, then turned to Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu."It's too chaotic, your nothingness. How should I go about my life?"
Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu also watched this scene, pointing to the children behind them."When these children grow up, we have found the way. Let's clear the fog first.”
"After that, these children will take over from us and continue down this path.”
At this moment, it was as if there was light that pierced through the clouds and fog and landed on the window, illuminating the heated faces of these people.
—
At this moment.
Big Ming.
A few clubs.
Chen Zilong, Xia Yunyi, and the others looked at the scene, especially the children's argument, with complicated expressions.
"This era is too difficult."
"They started from nothing and opened up a path that no one in China had walked for thousands of years.”
"From Tan Sitong, to Zhang Taiyan, to Mr. Sun, and now to Chen Duxiu, as mentioned before, each generation has its own mission. The fifth batch's mission now is to create a new China. How should the middle class go about their lives?"
Xia Yunyi stood at the side and watched this scene. She could only exclaim in her heart.
The five generations were united in exploring the path for the new China.
This was a country created by several generations, how magnificent!
He began to look forward to the most prosperous moment of the country.
—
They didn't like the vastness of life. They just wanted to burn like a flame. Later, his life was really burning.
Whether it was status or success, they didn't care about more olive branches, more fame, more attention, and more enthusiasm, except for their ideals.
Man is the fuel of all things, but you can't always expect others to burn for you, so I will burn, I will burn myself as the fuel to move forward.
I want you to be human, so I'm not human, I'm dead
Ladies and gentlemen, for the sake of our ideals and our great country, the people who are here to die are here!
At this moment.
Great Qin.
Ying Zheng looked at the towering golden list, and the words written on it somehow made him feel a little envious.
he whispered.
His gaze was still on the last two lines.
Humans are the fuel of all things, so I will burn. I will burn myself as the fuel to move forward.
"What kind of person can have such thoughts?”
" They don't expect others to burn, but burn themselves. They themselves are the ones who push forward.”
On the other side.
The Great Tang.
The moment Li Shi Min saw the words on the Golden Board, the vivid image of life touched his mind.
It was like a mixture of insignificance and grandeur.
Therefore, the people of that era did not like the vastness of life, nor did they care about status and fame.
They only had ideals.
The Emperor of the Great Tang looked on with mixed emotions. There was anticipation in his eyes, anticipation as he watched the creation of this great nation, and also amazement at the people of each generation.
"The people of the next generation! Impressive."
"This is truly a vast and foggy era.”
" For the sake of ideals and for the sake of all living beings, the people who are seeking death are here…"
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