Dynasties watched the founding of the modern nation, and the emperors were shocked

Now, the ancients of the dynasties watched with bated breath.

The words were warm, and their hearts were excited.

Ming dynasty.

The elderly Zhang Juzheng looked at the picture at this moment and was speechless.

He got out of bed trembling and ran outside the house to see the words up close.

"Is there any difference on this day?" he

muttered to himself, not knowing why, at this moment, just looking at the picture, his blood that had been silent for many years also boiled.

Tang dynasty.

Li Shimin looked at the picture in the canopy in disbelief, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What earth-shattering things have this group of students done?"

The advent of the era is a foreshadowing.

Although Li Shimin did not know what would happen next, he had a hunch that this group of students would shock the whole history!

Peking University, Auditorium.

Zhongfu, Shouchang, Hu Shi and others are all there.

In front of them, they were full of students and teachers from Peking University.

Liu Renjing, Guo Qinguang, Xie Shaomin and other students sat at the front.

The resolute faces were full of anger.

At this moment, there is no word for each other, and silence is better than sound.

They don't need to say anything more.

"The diplomacy of the Paris Peace Conference failed, the great powers despised our anger, and Dongying even wanted to forcibly occupy Shandong, the warlords agreed, but we did not agree!"

In the silent auditorium, Chen Zhongfu finally spoke, and his voice was like a flood.

"Your student community is ready to march and resist, but you are not alone!" After

Zhongfu, Cai Yuanpei also spoke out.

At this moment, his body was no longer rickety, but straight.

"We will join you, including me, to fight with you!"

"Papapa..."

Seeing that the headmaster, who was over half a hundred years old, was also fighting with them, it boosted the morale of the students.

Thunderous applause rang out in the auditorium.

"Fight for sovereignty externally, punish national thieves internally!" In

the audience, student Guo Qinguang took the lead in speaking out and roared angrily.

His health is not good, he is already suffering from lung disease, and he will cough violently when he says a few words, but now, his face is resolute, and he is the first to speak, just like Hong Zhong Dalu, and it falls fiercely in the hearts of all teachers and students.

It also fell in the hearts of Hu Shi and the Shou Chang.

"Fight for sovereignty externally, punish national thieves internally!" In

the crowd, some people echoed.

At this moment, the rainstorm has stopped and the sun has dispersed.

"Fight for sovereignty outside, punish the thieves internally!" "Fight for sovereignty abroad, punish the thieves internally!"

...

One after another, old or young, or vicissitudes, or sonorous shouts sounded one after another, like thunder, resounding inside and outside the universe.

The sound was transmitted through the auditorium and into the library of Peking University.

Young people are still reading.

But the voice appealed to him.

He closed the book, looked into the distance with a warm gaze, and spoke.

"The times have subverted, and I have to make a contribution.

So he began to write letters to Cai Hesen and other members of the Xinmin Society, and he responded to every call.

Just when the students are young, they are willing to put themselves into action.

The picture turned and I came to Mizuki University, which is also in the capital.

The news that Peking University students were determined to join the patriotic movement collectively also reached Mizuki University.

A young man couldn't hold back his excitement, and immediately opened the famous Northern Song Dynasty general Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong", hand-painted a book, and pasted it at the door of the Shuimu Canteen.

"Angry hair rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing. Xiaoxiao rain break, look up your eyes!" "

Look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce!" "

Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons!" He

smelled a lot, but at this time, no students from Shuimu University joined the Peking University students.

A new screen appears.

As far as the eye could see, the students who could not see the edge gathered together and rushed towards the direction of Tianmen.

Luo Jialun stood in front and read aloud the "Declaration of the Whole Circle of Academics in Beijing" drafted by himself.

"The land of China can be conquered, but not destroyed, and the Chinese people can be killed, but not bowed.

"The country is dead, but the compatriots stand up

!" "Today is May 4, 1919, and this is a war that belongs to our students, and I will name it -- 'Wind and Thunder'!"

"May Fourth Wind and Thunder!"

The sonorous sound resounded through the sky.

Below him, there is a young banner held high, and there is a worker at the bottom of society.

"For the sake of the Chinese people's China, we are on the road!" With

Luo Jialun's order, the vast group of young people, full of anger, moved towards Tianmen.

Behind them are the main writers of "New Youth".

Qian Xuantong smiled: "We can't just take the pen and bury our heads in writing, we also have to go out for a walk." The

young Zhao Shiyan was the first to stand up, his flushed face was full of backbone.

"How can such a movement be without us?" he

resolutely pushed open the door and went out into the street, joining the students.

He looked about the same age as the students, so he was elected representative.

Waving flags, walking in front, hysterically yelling.

"Swear to fight to the death, return me to clear the island!" "

I'd rather be a broken jade than a complete tile!"

"Brother Yucai, aren't you going?"

Before Qian Xuantong left, he turned around and smiled at Lu Xun, who was still sitting inside.

The latter remained silent, the pen kept turning.

Seeing this, Qian Xuantong continued to smile and said: "You said that we have been living in an iron house before, and now, the door of this iron house is about to be opened, are you sure you won't go out to have a look?"

This sentence touched Lu Xun, and he was silent even deeper.

But the eyes are gradually brightening.

He was the only one left in the room.

This world is so chaotic that even his heart has been numb and dazed, and the Republic of China is a huge iron house, locking people up breathlessly.

Now, however, he sees something different.

"The door to the iron house wasn't fully opened, but at least a crack had opened.

He finally smiled, put down his pen, pushed the door and left.

The sun shone on his face, it was so dazzling, with yearning.

So many people, the scene, shocking.

The emperors, literati, and military generals of various dynasties were all stunned.

But this is not the end

! A new picture has emerged!

This vast army of students and young people has finally arrived at the gate of Heaven.

At this moment, one of them counted one, and all of them burst into a thousand bright eyes.

Students are in their youth, the hope of a country's future, but they have finally come to the forefront of a nation.

"Boycott the Eastern goods, refuse to sign

!" "Fight for sovereignty outside, get rid of national thieves inside!"

Thousands

of students shouted with banners held high, and their voices shook the sky.

One student may be weak, but thousands of students shouted together, and the sound was deafening.

And that's not enough!

They have to support each other and go on together.

In the scorching sun, the students and young people kept raising their arms and shouting, hoarse.

"For the sake of sovereignty, everyone, stand up!!"

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