All the emperors stand up and watch the stars of mankind shine

Now all dynasties are looking forward to the process of creation of the country!

Ming Dynasty, Yongle period.

Zhu Di, who called himself Emperor Taizong, was watching, and the black-clothed monk behind him raised his head, his eyes were scorching, and the third son Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaoxu and others were watching.

Southern song dynasty.

Emperor Gaozong Zhao Zhi did not say a word, his expression was subtle, and he seemed to be a little worried.

Cai Jing, Tong Guan and several people squinted.

Big Han.

Liu Che, the emperor of Hanwu, who said that Kou can go, I can also go, carries his hands on his back, strong and domineering, and looks at the sky.

Until a new inventory handwriting emerged, these top beings from all dynasties and generations changed their faces in shock.

Zhu Di got up, Zhao Wei got down, and Liu Che raised his head.

The handwriting on the gold list is still the same handwriting, but the temperament has changed.

At this moment, the void appears as a psalm.

[It is advisable to chase the poor with the remaining braves, and not to become a famous overlord].

[Tangzong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish].

[A generation of Tianjiao Genghis Khan only knows the bent bow and shoots the big eagle].

[In the spring, I won't open my mouth first, which insect dares to make a sound].

[How many things, never urgent, heaven and earth turn, time is urgent, 10,000 years is too long, only to seize the day].

Great Tang, Tang Taizong Li Shimin's face was gloomy.

Tangzong and Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.

"Who is this!"

He Li Shimin has traversed the world, fought all his life, asked himself about his martial arts, and made quite achievements.

This is the first time anyone has dared to judge themselves in this way.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin's face was livid.

Since the Chen Qiao mutiny, for the stability of the Great Song Dynasty, he did not hesitate to emphasize the use of civilization and martial arts, but he asked himself that he was also a man of both civilization and martial arts.

In terms of vision, pattern, means, looking at ancient and modern times, he asked himself that he was not inferior to previous emperors.

"With such a judgment, I would like to see what kind of means you have!"

Daqin.

Qin Shi Huang sat in the carriage of the eastern tour without saying a word.

Imperial brilliance is naturally embodied in governing the country, and now if this person is not a madman, I am afraid that he is a cross-world talent!

Big Han.

Han Wudi Liu Che carried his hands behind his back and his brows furrowed.

Myself....slightly lose the literary style?

Seeing the gold list for so long, he realized.

Sure enough, in such a chaotic world, great sages will appear.

For a time, the emperors of the previous dynasties all fell into solemnity.

The text of the gold list continues to emerge.

[He gave the old China a continent to the sky, gave the old society a perfect hammer and sickle, and gave the confused Chinese people a bright sun].

[He accepts an old world where screws are difficult to make, with a literacy rate of less than 20 percent, and everyone is a walking dead, and he leaves behind a new world with atomic bombs and hydrogen bombs and a soul enough to be three-legged].

Daming.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was dressed in cloth, got up, unconsciously stepped closer to the golden list, and changed his face.

"Sure enough, a great talent was born."

Although he does not understand the atomic bomb and the like, he has clearly seen the grandeur of the powerful countries in the future so far.

Daqing is so backward, how magnificent it is to be pulled to the top of three legs by this person!

Western han dynasty.

Gaozu Liu Bang also put away the unruly on his face, his eyes were heavy, and he stepped close to the golden list.

"The Qing Dynasty is about to fall, so is that big country finally going to be created?"

Now there are many talents on the gold list, just what he sees, there are Tan Sitong, Zou Rong and others who are struggling to open thorns in the future generation.

There are people with long-term vision and magnificent pattern such as Zhang Taiyan.

Moreover, Mr. Sun went thousands of miles overseas and was obligated to save the country.

Now this one seems even more mysterious.

Dashi, it's coming!

The handwriting of the gold list unfolds.

[In the winter of 1903, the last sad song of the late Qing Dynasty, the Qing court signed the Treaty of Shame, the Treaty of Yili, the cession of 70,000 square kilometers of land, the payment of 2.8 million taels, the Treaty of Shimonoseki, the reparations of 200 million taels, the Treaty of Liaonan, the reparations of 30 million taels, the Xinxiu Treaty, the reparations of 122.7 million taels, and the renewal of the Indo-Tibet Treaty...].

[Great China, divide the beans, but if you look closely, this decaying and crumbling dynasty has already lit a flame from the bottom].

As the text disappeared, the picture slowly emerged.

Overseas, Tan Jinyong, a Qing court diplomat who had just left work, was ridiculed by American police officers who passed by because of his braids.

"Long braid, pig's tail."

Tan Jinyong changed his face and took off his hat.

"Chinese people are also people, self-respect!"

The American police officer laughed: "Chinese people are also people? "

He didn't even hesitate and slapped the Qing court diplomatic attaché hard, and Tan Jinyong couldn't help it anymore and saluted a few punches.

However, the American police officer called many foreigners and beat him directly, tied his braid to the fence like a leash, and was even taken to the police station.

When Tan Jinyong showed the embassy military attaché ID, the American police officer was very disdainful.

"The Chinese people have to be beaten, and no one can make an exception!"

Local Chinese businessmen ransomed Tan Kam Yong.

On the bridge, it was dark.

The Chinese businessman was standing next to Tan Jinyong, and he looked at the Qing court military attaché with red eyes.

Tan Jinyong's face was swollen and the corners of his eyes were bleeding, he reached out to support the railing of the bridge and climbed up, with confusion under his eyes.

"Is it true that our country will not be strong in the future?"

"Is the West really invincible?"

The sound of falling into the water seemed to hit the heart of the Chinese businessman, and he did not stop it, but just looked into the desperate eyes of the military attaché.

He was confused until he died.

The gold list text reappeared.

[This is the process of entering the Republic of China, and it is a cruel struggle of blood and tears to get out].

Big Han.

In Beihai, Su Wu burst into tears and clenched his fists.

"What kind of country is this, what kind of country is this!"

On the other hand, he was not angry when the Yue clan refused to help, nor was he angry when he was detained in the Xiongnu, and now, looking at the military attaché's eyes wide open until death, Zhang Qian was angry, and for a long time, he finally lowered his eyelids.

"The enemy is too strong, how will this great country break the situation!"

Right now.

The inventory continues, and on the gold list, a new line appears.

[In 1904, the Kawasaki Tsarist War broke out, in order to fight for Liaodong, the Qing court unexpectedly declared its neutrality, designated the east of the Liao River as a war zone, and allowed two robbers to fight in the territory of the Great Qing].

[In this year, the Jiaoji Railway was completed and opened to traffic, also known as the "Dongshan Railway" at the beginning of the 20th century, also known as the Jiaoji Line, which was built in 1899, with a business line length of 384.2 kilometers, connecting the two cities of Jiji and Qinghai].

The narrative stops, and the picture unfolds again.

With the passage of time, the times are constantly changing, and China has a railway, but this era is tantamount to a huge suction blood vessel inserted by foreign races into the Chinese people.

Overseas.

Mr. Sun was in a hurry and was moving around the United States.

Having left the place of propaganda of the revolutionary army and speeches, he is now rushing to the Zhigong Hall.

The Zhigongtang of this era, in fact, the predecessor was called the Yixing Society, which is an organization of the Heaven and Earth Association among overseas Chinese, also known as the Hongmen, which was founded in the Xianfeng period, and there were branches in various parts of the United States, known as hoeing the strong to help the weak, eliminating violence and safety, and helping each other.

Mr. Sun went this time precisely to solve the tumor left by Kang Youwei and Liang Qichao before.

Because Zhigongtang was deceived by the royalists, it was once reduced to a royalist overseas liaison place.

In the Zhigongtang, in the face of the request put forward by the chairman Huang Sande, Mr. Sun nodded without hesitation and became the so-called Hong stick in the Zhigongtang, and also the third in charge of law enforcement in the Hongmenzhong.

With the support of Huang Sande, Mr. Sun stood on the stage and watched the overseas Chinese who had liaised for the royalists.

"Today, I reformulate the charter of the Zhigongtang, and further hoe the mission of helping the weak, eliminating violence and safety, and helping each other, in order to drive out the Tatars, restore China, establish the Republic of China, and equalize land rights!"

"Now that China is prosperous, the only way to overturn the Qing Dynasty is to forge the Chinese people among me."

"Everyone is not bullied by foreign races, and since then, no one has dared to insult, insult, or beat the Chinese people, in order to rebuild the backbone of China!"

Looking at the contact of Zhigongtang, the eyes of thousands of overseas Chinese representatives present gradually lit up, and Mr. Sun's tired face finally showed a little relief.

In the past, Tan Si and the others gradually poked their feet, and now they are overcoming difficulties and groping in the dark.

Although the mixed body is stained with blood, there are still people who come after!

At this moment, Mr. Sun's gaze slowly swept over the raised hand below.

It was a time of decay, a rare light.

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And this moment.

Daming.

Minami Zhizhi.

Bang!

The teacup was slammed on the ground, and Zhu Yuanzhang, who was known for his thrift on weekdays, looked extremely gloomy, like words popping out of his teeth.

"Later generations of Han people, how miserable to this point!"

He desperately expelled Beiyuan, in addition to wanting to eat a bite of food, he wanted to fight for the imperial Han.

A good man in Huaxia, Yan can grovel to foreign races!

Immediately, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression was complicated, and he gradually fell silent, and his old face was gradually shrouded in a gloomy sky.

"It's really hard to start this country!"

Big Han.

The people watched the same.

They looked at those high-nosed, blond and blue-eyed Yiren, who pulled the Han man's braid fiercely, and led him away like a dog, and humiliation gradually spread in their hearts.

"It's miserable..."

"External enemies and civil strife, who will break it?"

Da Tang.

In order to calm the war, Yan Zhenqing, whose family was martyred, had the last hope in his old eyes.

"The existence that created the great kingdom should appear, right?"

And then.

The inventory continues.

The Qing dynasty was also in chaos.

[In 1904, after the Nanyang Public School inkbottle incident, Ma Xiangbo's rebuilt Aurora College began to get on the right track, but news at home and abroad continued].

[In the same year, Huang Xing founded the revolutionary group Huaxing Association in Changsha and served as its president].

[In the winter of 1903, Wang Jiawei, Tao Chengzhang and others negotiated in Tokyo, and in early 1904, Tao Chengzhang and Wei Lan returned to the magic capital to discuss with Cai Yuanpei, and in November, based on the assassination group of the Military National Education Association organized by Gong Baoquan, the Guangfu Association was formally established in the magic capital. 】

The screen expands.

Inside the college, young students in plain clothes looked at the overseas news with confusion in their eyes.

"Is there still hope for our country?"

The boy standing beside him, holding Western books, bowed his head and fell silent.

The military attaché of the overseas embassy died.

He died not at the hands of the West, but at the hands of the Great Qing.

In a country without dignity, every citizen may be without dignity.

The boy's nose trembled, and even his breathing was a little disordered, and he looked up to see where the future of China was.

Only what he saw was a decaying sky.

Soon, however, the female classmate in the new blue shirt waved the leaflet and widened her eyes.

"Chairman Huang founded the Huaxing Society, and Mr. Gong also founded the Guangfu Society."

"The leaflet says to drive out the Tatars and revive China!"

The eyes of the two confused teenagers suddenly lit up, and they lowered their heads and looked at the leaflet.

Based on Shonan, gradually spread, straight to the Yan!

The boy clutched the leaflet, the light in his eyes brightened, and he muttered.

"Drive out the Tatars and overthrow this rotten court."

The confused teenager next to him also stood up, his excited hands trembling.

"There is hope, and there is hope."

The teenage student looked at the flyer and clenched his fists.

And in the heavy rain, thunder and lightning, there are readers soaked in clothes, hurriedly galloping, quietly distributing leaflets in the streets and alleys.

"Take a look, look at the China today, look at the China in the future!"

Young students gathered in the dilapidated factory building, swearing in the light of the fire.

"For New China, for Langlang Qiankun!"

One by one, there are workers, teachers, students, men and women, old and young, ordinary people living at the bottom of the Qing Dynasty.

They seemed to have lit a little flame under their eyes, so they carefully escorted them until their thin backs entered the twilight.

On the gold list, the inventory continues.

In the same year, the last embers of the late Qing Dynasty were in a snowy winter, a year in which the lowest workers in the country were oppressed and exploited by foreign capital, selling their dignity, their wives and children, in exchange for dying in this biting cold wind

Before the rickshaw with the porter could be returned, the frozen body was found on the corner of the street.

The port's laborers did not work for several days until the huddled body was found in the sack accumulation.

When these people at the bottom of the Great Qing dynasty died, their clothes were not covered, and their abdomen was ridiculously shriveled, revealing large bones.

But sadly, the nightclub next to the frozen wall, neon lights, still singing and dancing.

Ligong will never see the appearance of foreigners in suits holding tobacco coming and going from the port.

The merchants outside the gate of the dance hall hugged the singer girl, smiled and groaned to reward silver dollars, their eyes greedily got on the car, those so-called gentlemen of foreign races, the arrival of their teeth and claws, drunken departure, there were always a large number of Qing merchants rushing to pay for them.

These were eventually buried under that heavy snowfall, and like the bodies of tens of thousands of Qing people who froze to death in it, their eyes were wide open, confused and empty.

Not sure why this is the case.

The text of the gold list unfolds.

[In this life, he has been fighting against the Great Qing, and for the sake of a new country, Chen Tianhua, who studied abroad, wrote "Fierce Return" and "The Bell of the Whole World"].

The screen appears.

This basket seller grew up reading, he studied abroad to hug the country, and he and Dr. Sun Yat-sen are friends

Now he stands by the sea in a foreign land, watching the waves from afar.

With anger in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and took out the paper.

He thought of those foreigners with contempt under their eyes, who told the Chinese people to make long braids, pig tails, and sick men of East Asia.

I thought of those countrymen who knelt on the ground in order to enter the concession, and even had to sacrifice their wives and daughters.

He was unwilling.

How could he be willing.

That's the land of China!

He picked up the pen and excitedly began to write the book and spread it.

The reader vowed to let them all see the books.

At that time, he followed Mr. Sun, and he very much hoped that the country would see hope.

And what he can do is try to wake up the people!

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Right now.

Daming.

Yu Qian, who was working, looked at this scene and fell silent, as if something was violently touched in his heart.

He thought of himself, pointed at the emperor's nose without caring and told him that he was a soldier.

"It's all about doing things."

"That Mr. Sun is founding the Xingzhong Association and leading overseas people to awaken their consciousness."

"The reader named Huang Xing wants to revolt in Changsha, even if his hands and feet are bound, he must call out and do his part."

"Zhang Taiyan is still in prison, because of the preface made for the revolutionary army, but even so, he still does things for the world."

The other side.

The same Daming, Hongwunian.

Zheng Shiyuan, who had just exposed the case of Huangsun greedy ink and angered Zhu Yuanzhang and was waiting for execution, curled up in prison, looking at Jin Bang and suddenly smiled.

What he saw was the appearance of people at the bottom, desperately running for the same dream, for their country.

Although each of them is insignificant, together they are like stars gradually converging.

"It's nice that these people are working hard."

"A country is the beginning of these people, this country can be regarded as the beginning of the slow creation, countless stars are mottled, one day, dispel this dark night..."

Dynasties are waiting, tearful, unbelievable, waiting for the most glorious appearance of the country!!

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