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

At this moment, the sky was vast, and the golden words were shining.

[No country has as difficult as China to found, and no country has been as brilliant and great as China. Now, the country has officially set sail!]

[Hope is on this land.

[Next, it is a new red era.

[My generation hereby swears that I am willing to fight for this cause for the rest of my life, without complaint or regret. 】

......

Daqin.

Ying Zheng looked at these lines in the canopy and was stunned for a moment.

Those two sentences are imprinted in my mind -

no country has as difficult as China to found, and no country has been as brilliant and great as China.

This sentence has appeared before.

I'm just going to point to the question now.

His deep gaze looked into the distance.

At this moment, he had a rather vague idea of what is the distinction between a nation and what is a great power.

Great powers may not necessarily be constituted, but the nation must include all great powers!

The heavens of the Tang Dynasty will see the sun through the clouds.

Li Shimin stood in front of the palace with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of emotion.

He thought about this country, the journey of this people along the way.

From feudalism to rebellion, and then from rebellion to awakening.

Every step is so difficult.

It was Tan Sitong, Sun Yat-sen, and Zou Weidan who either exchanged their lives or their whole lives for them.

It took several generations to get out of such a crimson road.

He used to ask, is it worth it?

But now, he understands.

For the sake of the whole nation, it is worth it!"

"My generation hereby swears that I am willing to fight for my country all my life without complaint or regret." "

Above the court of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Civil and military officials are displayed on both sides.

But Yue Fei stared at the words in the sky, and Lang Lang's voice resounded in the court.

On the side, Qin Hui's gloomy gaze was overcast, and he couldn't help but shrink his sleeves.

At this moment, he felt a chill all over his body.

"What kind of country is this, the ideological rise, so fast?"

"The year before it was still the wind and thunder of awakening, the next year, such an organization was established..."

, the great traitor of the ages, muttered to himself.

In the canopy, the text continues.

[After the capital and Huhai, Xiangnan also established a third red organization. The

corresponding screen appears.

In the old house of my hometown, many people have gathered.

Everywhere the young people who organized all these people looked at their resolute faces.

Recalling the meeting with Mr. Zhongfu in Shanghai, the sentence 'hope is under the land of Hu Nan' is still deeply imprinted in his heart.

Now, hope has really taken root.

He got up and said excitedly: "The name of Gong Chuan will definitely resound all over the country in the future!" At

this moment, He Shuheng and all the members of the Tsarist Russia Research Society all stood up and announced in the sun.

"Long live China!" the

young man could see that the eyes of the people here seemed to be burning with a flame.

Although, they are young and inexperienced, but they are all together.

On the road of revolution, Hu Nan has never lagged behind half a step.

The picture changes.

It is Huhai, where Chen Zhongfu is located.

He received a letter from Hu Nan, and the young man wrote to tell him that Hu Nan had kept up with the pace of Jianyan and had not been left behind, so don't worry.

So Chen smiled: "Okay, okay."

He had a hunch that not only the two places of Huhai and Beijing, but also other cities would have to keep up with the team.

His aim was not to form a group, but to create a red organization that spanned the north and south of the country.

So he began to reply to the youth.

"We must call on people with lofty ideals in more places to unite and set up groups, and Wuzhi and Qilu are our next goals.

"Only when the wind of Marxism blows throughout the whole of China can there be hope for this country.

"I will resolutely carry out this road to the end!"

These letters were not only distributed to Hu Nan, Jingcheng and other places, but also to Wuxian, Qilu, Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

and his main writer in "New Youth".

Capital.

Lu Xun, who was invited by the old president, plans to teach at Beijing University.

Before a class, he received a letter from Chen.

Looking at the contents of the letter, Lu smiled.

"Once you have established your faith, won't you waver

?" "Yes, you and the chief guard have finally embarked on this path, starting with the establishment of "New Youth", this road is what you have always wanted to take,

right?"

In the office, only Lu Xun muttered to himself.

The voice was soft, but hopeful.

"Let it go, I won't participate, I have my own way.

He clenched the pen in his hand.

This is his way.

At this moment, the young man who was always wearing a long shirt stood up, picked up the lesson plan, and walked into the classroom of Beijing University.

The classroom was full of students, and the moment Lu Xun came in, the students looked at him in unison.

He was greeted by laughter from the audience.

I've heard that a new teacher is coming, but it's so old-fashioned.

But Lu Xun didn't care, and continued to talk about himself.

"Students, before taking this class, an old friend of mine sent me a letter, he said that he had identified a red path

...""This world is cannibalistic, if you want not to be eaten, you have to open up a new way, about this, I also want to talk to you..."

The students' eyes changed from curiosity at first, to surprise, and then to shock.

He is telling about the path that Chen Zhongfu and Li Shouchang are going to take.

A sonorous and powerful voice, with a very individualistic critical color, tells about this red road.

From loud laughter to silence, it only took Lu Xun ten minutes.

Looking at the students of Beijing University whose expressions had already become serious in front of him, a smile finally appeared on his unsmiling face.

"Zhongfu, this is the only thing I can help you..."

Beijing, Marxist-Leninist Research Society.

Chief Li is giving an exciting speech.

He likened 'us now' and 'staunch Marxism-Leninism' to the phoenix of nirvana.

"We are the phoenix reborn from the ashes, the big fish and begonias of the Wanli Dynasty, have jumped over the dragon gate, and guide more comrades who are still on the road to join!"

As a result, more and more people joined, and more and more cities set up groups.

In the canopy, words appear.

[In the autumn of the same year, Dong Biwu, Chen Qiutan and others held a secret meeting in Wuchang and established a Wuxiang Gong production group. In

the autumn of the year, Zhou Fohai set up a group in Dongying. At

the end of the year, Wang Jinmei and Deng Enming established the Qilu Gong Production Group in Qilu.

[The spark is ignited, and hope is in this big country. The

year is coming to an end, and winter is coming.

While the hope of this great country is ignited, there is also a bald head officially rising.

His name is Jiang Zhiqing.