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

[These times of pleasure, concessions, service to foreigners, these people are saying, Spring and Autumn without righteous war]

[They say that the warlords fighting in the melee are no different from the Spring and Autumn Warring States, and there are any Li Mincangsheng, all for their own family gatekeepers]

[They saw the early Republic of China from the late Qing Dynasty, saw all kinds of rumors, and they knew the way to protect themselves in the world, and thought that this was the right way]

[Then you will see, see how this group of flowers blooms from this land]

[Watch how people who shine like fire bloom themselves]

This moment.

Han dynasty.

Hanwu Emperor Liu Che, who was thinking about Baoding, raised his eyes.

He looked at the inventory text on the gold list with a livid face and realized that this sentence was terrible.

They saw two images.

One is the big family, drunk gold fans every day, lingering in the dance hall.

One is idealism consisting entirely of a bunch of "strange people".

Despite the ridicule, others stand by coldly.

But this group of people does not care, they are just carrying the weight and moving forward for the country.

"Throughout history, I am afraid that only in this era can so many strange people appear."

And the other side.

Da Tang.

Li Shimin agreed on the matter of Changsun Wuji's family and Princess Changle, and at this moment he also looked at Jin Bang and spoke in a low voice.

"Watch how people who shine like fire bloom themselves."

"I can suppress the Great Tang now, but what about the Great Tang after that?"

His face was also complicated, what if every common man of the Great Tang Dynasty saw that this group of people had created a country that belonged to the people?

Now, the picture on the gold list has reappeared.

This time, the picture appeared abroad.

Zhao Shiyan was lowering his head and translating the English version of the Internationale in front of him, which had now been translated to the end.

Sitting next to him is Chen Qiaonian, Chen Duxiu's son.

Several people carefully watched the translation of the song, word by word, gradually approaching the end.

However, there was another man standing beside them and speaking with a sigh.

"I canceled those people's study abroad completely because they did not meet the self-funded level of the school's admission, I believe you can also see that the admissions brochure is written in black and white, this is not my problem."

"In addition, Qiaonian ah, you and Yannian I know, you also understand that anarchism is really suitable for the current China, China is not to the level of radicalization that must be bloodshed, so there is no need to promote any property class to worry."

"Only gentle improvements are a good remedy for today's China."

That's right, standing next to them is Wu Zhihui, who was previously the brazen and treacherous president of the University of Li'an and banned Chinese students from enrolling.

To this day, he is still persuading Chen Qiaonian and others to firmly believe in anarchism.

At this moment, Chen Qiaonian stood up, his voice began from calm, and a pair of pressure adversity looked directly at Wu Zhihui.

"You are always rational, pertinent, and objective, you never go crazy, you don't let your emotions get out of control, you don't take sides, you don't take a stand..."

"So that I can retreat at any time."

Chen Qiaonian spoke more and more urgently, mercilessly exposing the ugly face of the person on the other side.

"You see those people crying and shouting, angry and at a loss, and think they're stupid."

"You lived this life rigorously and skillfully, and in the end you turned out to be a little less human-like. Sometimes your calmness is not necessarily sober, just weak cowardice. "

Wu Zhihui, who was pointed at his nose and scolded, completely changed his face and left in anger.

Zhao Shiyan applauded, his face full of appreciation: "It is worthy of being Chen Duxiu's son." "

Chen Yannian, Chen Qiaonian and Zhao Shiyan wrote the translated lyrics into an envelope and mailed them to China.

At the same time, the translated song also appeared on the music stand in this small room.

There are three words written on it.

Internationale.

Zhao Shiyan played the accordion, and Chen Yannian and Chen Qiaonian sang loudly, fiercely.

"There has never been a savior, nor does it depend on the immortal emperor, and it is up to us to create the happiness of mankind."

Until the song was sung, Chen Yannian and Chen Qiaonian who had thoroughly sorted out their thoughts also raised their hands and solemnly spoke.

"I voluntarily joined the CPC. Proletarianism ... For the CPC. Proletarian struggle for life! "

At this moment, the voices of the two teenagers taking the oath resounded overseas.

Resident Development Communist. The protarist group, with two more members.

On the gold list, new text inventories have also appeared.

[In the middle of 19.21, the Ma family army of the direct lineage, the Fengjia line, and the northwest began to spy on each other, and the Jin warlord Yan Xisan was surrounded by the direct line, and survived in the cracks]

[In this year, Yingmi Fa Dong won the four countries officially note the official Jingshi official, and the new bank group of the four countries was established]

[Shen Yanbin, Zheng Zhenduo and others initiated the establishment of the Literary Research Association]

[Teachers and staff of eight national schools in Beijing and students from fifteen universities, middle schools and primary schools jointly requested attention, and more than 10 people were injured by guards with gun handles and bayonets]

【Total. Sansi sent people to come and suggested that the center be established as soon as possible. Members of the Executive Committee of Industry International arrive in Shanghai Sea, China]

【Pugu announces separation】

[Mr. Sun ordered a crusade against the Gui warlord court, and the Cantonese army occupied Wuzhou]

The gold list text continues.

[Chen Duxiu, who was far away in Shanghai, saw the communist from the station. The news sent by the protarist group, in addition to Zhao Shiyan translating and sending the Internationale, Chen Duxiu also saw the news that his son had joined, and since then, father and son have finally walked into the same trench]

The screen expands.

Chen Duxiu looked at these lyrics, Zhao Shiyan said very clearly in them, and a few of them were translated by his son Chen Yannian and Chen Qiaonian .

They have adhered to anarchism for many years, and now they have chosen the socialist path.

On this day, the wind blew in Shanghai.

Chen Duxiu held the paper in his hand and sang as he walked.

"There has never been a savior, nor does it rely on the immortal emperor, to create the happiness of mankind, it all depends on ourselves~."

He walked down the street alone, singing and singing, and actually shed tears.

The tears in his eyes have broken, but at this moment, this gradually vicissitudes reader is crying, but he is singing with all his strength.

He burst into tears in the cold wind, and his voice resounded through the streets.

Yes.

There has never been any savior, nor did it depend on the Immortal Emperor.

The cold wind is strong.

Chen Duxiu strode forward, standing on such a chaotic Chinese street.

A little girl in clothes full of patches shivered coldly, and she looked up at Chen Duxiu.

"What kind of song is this?"

Looking at those eyes, Chen Duxiu smiled, patiently squatted down, and wiped away his tears: "This is called the Internationale." "

Chen Duxiu's gaze swept over the few children who were timid beside the little girl: "It's very good, I'll sing it to you." "

"There has never been any savior, nor did it rely on the Immortal Emperor..."

So the sound of vicissitudes was heard far away in the street.

In the cold wind, several children looked up, and on the surrounding ruined streets, there were rickshaw drivers, cigarette sellers, newsboys, etc., all watching, in this cold season.

A moment later, several childish voices were confused and began to sing along.

At that time, Chen Duxiu, who was still burning, and a few children completed the inheritance of the ideas of the two eras.

Right now.

The picture of the alternating inheritance of the two eras is shocking.

Da Tang.

Prince Li Chenggan looked at those lyrics, clenched his fists, was a little scared, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Troubled thief, chaotic thief!"

He didn't dare to imagine that if everyone was like this today, what would happen to the Great Tang?

Those people, but they can also see the golden list!

The other side.

Daming.

Zhu Di also looked at this scene, his expression gloomy and jealous.

"We want to reclaim the fruits of our labor and let our minds break through the cage?"

He read softly, his eyes grim.

Meanwhile.

Daqin Huanzheng was also watching: "Wait for the future emperor to be anxious, lonely, lonely can control the entire Daqin, unless this later country is really like a song." "

"That Daqin..."

Speaking of this, Ying Zheng fell silent

If it was really the same as the song, he didn't know what would happen to Daqin. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Daming Yuqian was watching, and Southern Song Wen Tianxiang was also watching, and they looked at Chen Duxiu and the gestures of those children.

At that moment, it was as if they had truly seen the legacy.

In this high-pressure era when the patrol house in the concession had just banned or even smashed the New Youth Newspaper.

Chen took to the streets, sang the Internationale, and taught these to his children.

In the cold wind, the figure in the picture of the golden list looks so determined.

Yu Qian closed his eyes, and what appeared in his mind was an era of moths fighting fire.

But these people are still doing it.

They said.

The blood is boiling, and it is necessary to fight for the truth.

So.

"It turns out that some things are more important than leaving a name in history."

The gold list inventory continues.

[This year, Shanghai Haigong. Proletarian and from the communist. Members of the International began to meet and they raised the need to speed up the CPC. The pace of the development of the protarist school, Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu are responsible for continuing to develop.

The screen expands.

Common. Chen Duxiu and Li Dazhao appointed Li Hanjun as the representative of this reception and exchange, and after discussion, Li Hanjun will be the same. The representative of the International relayed the proposal to express the other party's proposal to speed up the CPC. Proletarian construction.

So Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu, after determining the time, began to plan and organize the party.

Now.

Late at night, conference room.

The students of the Minshu Academy looked at this scene and were amazed.

This newly established organization is growing too fast.

Students began to explore about the CPC. The purpose and root of propertyism.

"I think that the CPC . The establishment of proletarianism was not only the awakening of a few intellectuals, but the result of the awakening of the working class and the broadest masses of the people. "

After watching a little spark gradually turn into a torch, these young students clenched their fists, and their eyes became more and more excited.

This is a new era, and it is also about the integrity of the whole of China to explore a new path.

Then, Li Hanjun, who was sitting opposite him, looked at the few people who were talking, and also nodded fiercely, waving his arms excitedly.

"Therefore, we decided to draft a document based on the opinions of the discussion based on the selection of our colleagues, and let the two of you and Zhang Guoshou draft a document based on the discussion opinions."

"This meeting represents the acceleration of the pace of the whole country of China and the entry into an era of integration of all parties."

Yes, the Conference is important and preparations must begin, programme and development must be decided.

Li Dazhao wanted to go to the north to participate in the establishment and development of some trade unions, and the members of those unions needed him to liaison, and he could not participate.

Chen Duxiu also wants to go to the south to participate in the development of some universities and now the CPC. The proletarians are not yet mature, and they need more time, so they must unite the support of the North and the South.

The two arranged everything and each included the delegates in the meeting.

The screen turns again.

This time, Deng Zhongxia looked at Chen Duxiu, who was arranging the meeting and was about to go to the south, and took out the book given by Yi Baisha.

Chen Duxiu took it, and the moment he opened the book, it was written that over the years, Yi Baisha's understanding of change.

"First, Confucius honored the power of the monarchy, which is unlimited, and is easy to turn into the disadvantage of autocracy;

Second, Confucius's lectures are difficult to ask questions, which can easily turn into the disadvantages of ideological autocracy;

Third, Confucius's proposition of less absolutes is easy to excuse. "

When he criticized feudalism, he also pondered the path of democracy.

The sky was dark, and Chen Duxiu's gaze fell on that line.

"Zhongfu, you're right, Gong. The protarist Chen Duxiu did the right thing, it is indeed wrong to commit suicide for the sake of life, my generation is not talented, I am ashamed to be a confidant, I only hope that the kings will dispel the fog, so that my generation will not be humiliated again, Bai Sha thank you. "

It was before he went to the north to assassinate.

Chen Duxiu held the book, and at this moment, he looked at the people in front of him who were densely preparing for the meeting.

"Baisha, you are not ashamed, you are my friend, you are very good, very good."

"I will do everything I can to keep future generations from being humiliated by us, and if I don't do it, there will be a total of them. Produce other people, will. "

These people would become the flame of this era, he knew.

Chen Duxiu left.

[Chen Duxiu did not know that not attending the first meeting of the organization was his biggest loss, because this meeting laid the foundation for the society. He will be sad about the initial path, but he still tends to softness, try to be peaceful, and not be violent]

[It's just, I'm sorry, I want to use fire]

Right now.

Da Tang.

Qinghe Cui clan, Cui Yixuan looked at this scene, his eyes were complicated.

The meeting began, and these people were saying, CPC . The whole country of the industry met to exchange ideas.

"They have decided to die and decided to take a more drastic path, because this is the step that must be taken in this era."

"Maybe if it goes on like this, the future development of their organization will be very difficult, but that path is right."

The other side.

As the teacher of the crown prince Li Chenggan, Wei Zheng was also looking at Jin Bang.

This counsellor has seen it from the prototype of this organization to the current development.

He thought about the changes of this era.

I also thought about the situation in China today.

The growth of this organization will have to be directed against the warlords, against the officials representing the bourgeoisie, and against pressure from overseas and foreign countries.

"It's a pity that Chen Duxiu didn't participate, and the rest of this organization sees that (Nuo Lihao) is about to shoulder the responsibility of the fifth generation."

They could all see that once Chen Duxiu did not commit violent death, the enemy would go crazy.

In this era, if you make a mistake, you will never recover.

Chen Duxiu carried his luggage and walked out the door.

Li Dazhao also packed his things.

They looked at the sky now, gray, but gradually the sunlight tried to break through and see through the gaps.

Li Dazhao should prepare to go to Xindian to attend a situation report meeting, and at the same time organize workers to carry out relevant ideological propaganda.

Chen Duxiu is going to a university in the south, also to convey Marx's ideas and communists. Proletarian ideology, winning the support of the South.

Outside the door, two friends who stumbled and groped on the road said goodbye to each other.

The cold wind wrapped around the dead leaves, still howling.

At the moment of separation, Li Dazhao glanced back at the figures who were preparing for the meeting, and then glanced at his friends.

"Brother Zhongfu, I want to use fire."

His solemnity made Chen Duxiu smile.

Chen Duxiu also nodded: "Bai Yao reminded me." "

Nowadays a total . The proletarians were growing rapidly, and he believed that when they united the entire working class, they would win a desperate victory.

Li Dazhao looked at the back of carrying his luggage and gradually moving away, and in the cold wind, he was full of worry.

My friend is too idealistic and thinks that all organizations in the world are pure.

But he has always been wary of the organization created by Mr. Sun, and he has always believed that only the common . The strength of industry is the truth.

But Chen Duxiu is not, he will always be an ideal romantic thinker, he is indeed not afraid, and even always dares to adhere to the truth, singing against the wrong mainstream.

But that was a man of letters, a reader on the premise.

Not a representative of an organization.

An organization cannot be like this, and must be prepared for the worst.

On this day, the wind was very strong, and the two figures, one south and one north, gradually separated.

Many years later, they remembered this scene, and only the sigh remained: Comrades, use fire.