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

New appears on the gold list:

[19.20, in February, the cold wind was bleak, the two friends met again, and now the situation is chaotic, Chen Duxiu is facing arrest, and after the two mourn Mr. Yang Singji, they begin to propose the creation of an organization based on socialism, and a faith is gradually formed]

The scroll appears.

The carriage swayed.

When Li Dazhao asked Chen Duxiu what he planned to do, Chen Duxiu first asked Li Dazhao about his plans to propagate Marx's ideas during this time and give speeches to workers in Changxin Store.

Li Dazhao spoke: "I plan to hold a class on socialism and materialist historical views, and then hold a seminar on socialism in Beijing University, as well as a workers' night school, and the working class in Shanghai has risen, and this time the students' voices have won." "

"The working class is the representative of the productive forces, the upper class of life."

Speaking of this, Li Dazhao's voice froze.

"In fact, ask us, we already have an identity, what do we want to do, Brother Zhongfu, have you thought clearly~?"

Li Dazhao's eyes became sharper.

"I think I want to understand that China once created the most splendid civilization in human history, but now, in 80 years, China has become the poorest and most undignified country in the world, warlords and bandits are rampant, and we, as one of the few intellectual groups in this country, have the responsibility to lead the people to oppose, and use Marx thought to build a country that is not bullied by others and the people are the masters of their own affairs."

The carriage swayed, and at this moment, Li Dazhao's eyes were deep and resolute.

"So, we need an organization, an organization that can gather strength."

At that moment, in the dim carriage, a ray of sunlight shone.

Fell on Chen Duxiu, Li Dazhao's resolute face.

That is to dispel the dim, only light.

Now.

Big Han.

Guangwu Emperor Liu Xiu looked at this scene with complicated eyes.

"Sure enough, it appeared."

"The Way to a Great Country."

He thought of the original gold list, a group of people who had never appeared in history.

Those who do not find a way and vow not to give up.

"The concept of organization emerged."

The other side.

Da Tang.

Wu Zetian sat high on the throne and looked at the golden list.

As the only female emperor, her gaze was deeper.

"It started here."

These people, from the original Tan Sitong, advocated the restoration of a strong country, and failed.

Mr. Sun's order to overthrow and establish a people's country failed.

Then to the culture of enlightenment thought, step by step to the present.

How many times have they gone through decisions, conversations, and finally began to decide to create the real right era!

The gold list inventory appeared.

[The carriage is advancing, and in the cold February of this year, Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu saw the most tragic scene in Jincheng, that is, today's China]

Chen Duxiu got down from the carriage, and he couldn't help but come down.

The sight on the bank of the Haihe River made his heart feel uncomfortable.

He sometimes asks himself if he is a soft-hearted person.

Li Dazhao also came down, and the two walked side by side, looking at the scene on the bank of the Haihe River.

In front of them are the displaced people coming and going, in such a cold winter, the thin clothes on the body can not be wrapped, as soon as the wind blows, there are people who hurt their bones.

The elderly homeless people led the children, curled up in the corner, trembled so badly that they did not speak when they saw people, but just looked up at them, and there was nothing left in their eyes.

There were four or five-year-old children huddled motionless under the roots of the tree, unable to see how.

Until someone crossed the road and accidentally stepped on it, it turned out to be stiff.

Children at this age should be held by the hands of their parents.

Chen Duxiu, who was wearing a robe, was breathing a little hard, but he tried hard not to turn his head and just watched like that.

Until the child's appearance of thick mud stung his eyes.

Seeing that they had just arrived, and that there were elderly displaced people begging them to give their granddaughter something to eat, Chen Duxiu was silent.

"You are Feng. The Yang side? There is also a famine over there? "

The old man lowered his head: "Famine, plague, bandits, military chaos, can't live." "

"There are wars all the way, we can't find relatives, we can only follow the stream."

Li Dazhao's heart was panicked, it was obviously daylight, and it was dark in front of him.

He turned his head and saw an elderly man by the Haihe River lighting a river lamp.

"Sir, do you light so many lights?"

The old man did not look back, sat on the shore, still lighting the lamp with a foreign fire, his movements were clumsy, and he did not stop.

"I have many dead friends and brothers, and I can't leave them alone."

The cold wind howled, and the fire on the white paper boat was faintly invisible.

"Are you paying homage to a friend?"

The old man's body shook, and his voice with his back to Li Dazhao suddenly choked a little, and the urn sounded angry.

"They are all brothers who were born into death in the Yihe Tuan, and they have been dead for twenty years, they were killed by overseas aliens for the sake of their country, and when they died, they were all young masters who were jumping alive, and I was the only one left, I can't leave it alone."

Boxer.

Li Dazhao's eyes appeared in a trance.

"They are worth dying for their country."

The moment the old man turned his head, he was already in tears, and he clutched the paper boat in his hand and roared.

"It's worth a fart! I came to give them lamps today, that is, to shout injustice to them, to die for such a country, it is a big wrong! "

He stretched out his severed finger and pointed to the embankment.

"This embankment, every day for three hundred and sixty days, is full of disaster victims, such a country."

The old man said as he spoke, the tears couldn't be stopped, rolling down, but he was still trying to cover up.

"Is there still salvation?"

Chen Duxiu did not speak, and Li Dazhao was silent.

This is not Jincheng, this is the current situation in China.

When the wind blew on the faces of the two, Chen Duxiu still looked at the child who was shrunk under the tree.

"Shou Chang, according to what you said before the founding organization, I thought, we have to build a rumor! We have to have a strong core of leadership. "

"An advanced government doctrine armed with Marx's doctrine, a proletarian government that can lead China to the light and enable the people of the country to live a good life."

Li Dazhao looked at him: "Why establish this political admonition?" "

This moment.

Chen Duxiu turned around and looked at the frozen children, the elderly figure kneeling on the ground, the old man who put a lamp by the river, in the snowy day, his eyes inexplicably lit a flame, and his fingers turned one by one.

"For them, for them, for them to live like people!"

Something in Li Dazhao's heart suddenly exploded.

So that they can live like people!

With tears in his eyes, he raised his hand.

"Good! Let's take an oath to these fellow citizens! "

"So that you will not be displaced."

The old man kneeling on the ground lowered his head,

"In order for the common people of China to live a prosperous life."

The old man who put the lamp by the river covered his face, choking and sobbing silently.

"In order for the poor to be taught, to teach less, and to rely on the elderly."

Children huddled on the side of the road were covered with thick snow.

Li Dazhao raised his head and looked directly at all this, as if he was swearing with the deepest flame in his bones and blood.

"For the sake of China, the people are rich and the country is strong."

Chen Duxiu also raised his head, his gaze resolute.

"For the sake of China, recreate rejuvenation."

Let the tears flow from his face, and the two voices, like carrying the thousands of figures of this poor and backward country, issued a roar that belonged to China.

"I am willing, fight for life!"

At this moment, the sky is shattering!

Golden text, reflecting the list!

[This country, green mountains and green waters, mulberry Zi full of the ground, where you die, you are buried there, the green mountains are the same under the world]

[So I take you to see the green mountains and see the green water]

[I want you to see how a person dies for the original ideal]

[Look at how I died, you won't be afraid]

[Everyone, let's burn this fire into a sea of fire]

Da Song.

Wang Anshi, Lv Huiqing, and Zhang Dun are now discussing the Young Seedlings Law.

Now the court is roughly divided into five factions, in addition to their bold moves, Cheng Hao and others have already retreated, Su Shi and the like have their own thoughts of change, Sima Guang only eases the change, only Wen Yanbo is the real old school. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

But now that the Great Song Dynasty has been resisting Western Xia and other places for many years, and has been fighting for years, the imperial court is indeed too short of money and food.

Without money and food, even the border army could not hold out.

A few people were silent, and if they entered, they were crushed by bones, and when they retreated, they died in the Great Song, and they covered the nest.

At this moment, Wang Anshi stood up, and his voice was decisive.

"Gentlemen, I want you to see how I died for the world."

"Starting from me, the later reformers, I am not afraid."

Yes, he seems to be saying it to himself, and it seems to be saying it to future generations.

He will die, but the country cannot die, become sad, become sad!

Lu Huiqing, Zhang Dun and others looked complicated, looking at the golden list, those who died for the original ideal, and the generations went to succession, continued to devote themselves to it, moths to the fire.

It was as if something was set on fire in his chest.

The next moment.

Lu Huiqing, a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, stood up, and Zhang Wei also got up and roared.

"I'm going to show you how a man dies for the original ideal!"

- Another place,

Su Shi, who was degraded, looked at the golden list, walking alone on the road, and laughed.

"The green mountains are the same in the world, and where you die, you will be buried there."

The gold list inventory text continues to appear.

[The north and south met to create a faction, after which Chen Duxiu returned to the magic capital, Li Dazhao returned to Beiping, and each developed separately, after which Li Dazhao recalled that in the library, he and students from the Hu Nan Youth Society conducted a profound study on the road after the current Hu Nan expelled the warlords, and got new inspiration, how to create a new path]

Inside the library.

Each student held a book, quiet and focused.

Students from Hu Nan Youth Club, wearing book robes, came to Li Dazhao.

"Mr. Shou Chang, I want to ask you, after Hu Nan expelled the warlord, what should Hunan Province do?"

When Li Dazhao heard this, he put down his books.

"I want to ask you too."

For this student, after contact, I found that his thinking was quite profound.

Student Hu Nan spoke: "My main problems are two, first, the great alliance of the people can save the country, and second, strive to realize Hu Nan and China's autonomy." "

"I watched Tsarist Russia's death, but I still have scruples about violence and plan to gently improve it."

"Now it is a warlord chaos, after driving Zhang, the new Xiang governor will also arrive, you and Mr. Zhongfu both advocate the autonomy of the provinces, I think, Hu Nan can take the lead, after driving Zhang, get rid of the warlords in the north and south, and establish a truly people-oriented official."

Li Dazhao looked at the young people in front of him and was very happy, these children will be the hope of the future China.

Ask for flowers

Only Li Dazhao locked himself up in comfort and thought about the path for future generations.

Inside the study.

A man locked himself in his study, Li Dazhao, picked up a pen and began to write.

1. The issue of Hunan Province is a Chinese issue.

2. Hu Nan can be used as an attempt to take the first step to truly explore the future path of China.

Li Dazhao muttered to himself.

"Time is running out, we can't always wander at crossroads, it's time to decide."

A new path, this moment, starts with this piece of paper!

"Zhongfu, I made an oath before to start the sect."

Now.

Shu Han.

Jiang Wan lay on the hospital bed, exhausted.

He had previously proposed to enter Cao Wei, Shangyong, Wei Xing, and other places by water, but was opposed by the ministers.

Until on the gold list, when Li Dazhao took the pen and really began to create that path, Jiang Wan fell into complexity.

"Before, they vowed to create an organization, and now, they have begun."

"This is a person who has created a big country, and he should have an attitude."

"The juniors are hopeful, the juniors are hopeful!"

The gold list inventory is majestic.

[Warlords have been fighting for power, fighting for status, destroying power plants, destroying factories, and now, Kang Muyizhai, who has a power outage again, Li Dazhao is holding a torch, and in this small, inconspicuous place, he raised his right hand]

The picture appears.

It was pitch black.

The streets outside fell silent, only the sound of rickshaws touching bluestone slabs hurriedly.

The power went out.

But now, in Kang Muyizai, there are many young figures, these are students of Beijing University.

The reader with a torch came out and stood at the forefront.

That was Li Dazhao, and this was the communist-manifesto seminar that he had just founded.

"Students, the summary of the Communist Manifesto is the basis on which the spiritual history of this period rests on the main modes of production and exchange, and the social structure that inevitably arises from any historical period."

"Eliminate private ownership and overthrow the capitalist system. It is its basic point of view that the proletariat, step by step, divides all the capital of the bourgeoisie, concentrates the means of production in the hands of the state, that is, the proletariat, which has become the ruling class, and then increases the total amount of productive forces as quickly as possible. "

"What the proletariat loses is only chains, what they gain is the whole world!"

Li Dazhao took out the Marx thought that he had studied in Wu Fengshan before, and the Communist Manifesto that had just been recited in an abridged translation.

At this moment, the seminar on proletarian thought initiated by Peiping-Li Dazhao was officially established.

Li Dazhao finally decided to determine this road and study this road!

The light of the fire shone on the resolute face of this bearded reader, and also on the face of every student who listened.

Those lights appeared in the eyes of these new youths.

The screen turns.

Shanghai Hai.

It was dark.

Chen Duxiu and a group of students stood high on the rooftop, towering in the dark night.

The wind whistled and skimmed over the hanging lights.

Today, Chen Duxiuhe's Chen Shuodao is also preparing to establish the Marx Thought Research Association in Shanghai, and what Chen Shuodao is involved in is the preparatory work for the establishment of socialist youth.

Facing these students, under Chen Duxiu's feet, the lamp hanging on the rooftop reflected the darkness.

The young figures in front of them, students, waited one by one, and the expectation under their eyes was not hidden.

"Students, in China now, you have all seen warlords, bandits, natural disasters and man-made disasters."

"Not only does China have no dignity in the world, but can China even be called a country?"

"Is he one country now, or two? Or are the warlords self-reliant, and even the country cannot be called a country? "

As the students in the audience listened, some teenagers clenched their fists, and some girls had eyes full of sunshine.

Chen Duxiu did not stop, but continued to speak, his voice clearer and more intense.

"Mr. Li Dazhao, in Jingshi founded the Society Emblem Death Seminar, the main activity is to collect books on Marx's thought, edit, publish, give speeches, and propagate ideas."

"That is the idea that belongs to the proletariat, to the people, and to create a new road that belongs to the people's country."

"Today, our Max Research Association in Shanghai was established, and in the future we will integrate it into an organization to find a new way out for New China!"

"Students, would you like to join?"

The audience applauded thunderously, and the young face raised his hand in excitement, and there was only determination and solemnity in his eyes.

"Yes! For New China! "

"Willing, for the new China!"

In the cheers, Chen Duxiu turned his back to the sky dome, and the dark night watched all this.

He knew that the path he and Li Dazhao had decided to walk out of was now truly taking the first step!

The gold list has once again appeared a new inventory.

[Because of the stoppage of overseas workers, and the gathering of students before China, all walks of life stood up and achieved an unprecedented victory for China, and now there is a new festival in the world - Labor Day, Jingshi, Shanghai and other newspapers and periodicals reported, this is a victory belonging to the working class through heroism and struggle]

Now the North and the South have made vows, agreed to make a meeting, and prepared for each other, and a new era has begun....