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

At this moment, Daqin.

Li Si looked at the picture reflected in the sky, his face was very calm, his tone was profound, and he asked the person behind him.

He is Han Fei, Li Si's classmate.

"Han Fei, what did you see in this scene?"

Han Fei was just silent, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

"The proletariat has joined another class: the teacher, and the ranks have grown even stronger.

"But this is a superficial phenomenon..."Han

Fei changed his words again.

At this moment, Han Fei and Li Si looked at each other, and their eyes became more and more complicated.

The picture of the south Chen and the north Li appearing in the canopy actually has a meaning.

That is, in the face of such a great world, it seems to be thriving, and thousands of sparks are flying, but in fact it is still a stagnant water, how can we make the world explode.

Chen Zhongfu and Li Shouchang, these two people answered different answers with practical actions.

"Chen Zhongfu, who may have embodied a bomb, is still an idealistic thinker in the final analysis.

"And Li Shouchang, in the years of his rise, he has always advocated irrigating with blood and waking up with bombs.

"The prosperous era needs Chen Zhongfu, but in the troubled times, people like Li Shouchang are even more needed. The

voices of Li Si and Han Fei pierced the heavens and spread to other dynasties.

The other side.

In the prison of the Great Han, there is no daylight.

Sima Qian continued to write his "Historical Records".

He also discovered this, Chen Zhongfu changed, and Li Shouchang did not.

Chen Zhongfu's future is unpredictable, but Li Shouchang can see through it at a glance.

He was not afraid of sacrifice and tried to set off another storm.

"This bearded man, always so radical, I hope that he will not be persecuted, and history will remember this man. "

He will live forever in the entire ancient history, turning into a phoenix nirvana..."

A wise man will make a mistake if he thinks a thousand times, and a fool will have a gain if he thinks a thousand times... Who is the wise, who is the fool, and who can really tell?"

Sima Qian sighed, and then continued to look at the sky.

Finally, there is the Three Kingdoms era, Sichuan and Shu.

The elderly Zhuge Liang shook his fan and looked at the sky with complicated eyes.

I don't know if it is because of Chen Zhongfu's disagreement, or because he is worried about Li Shouchang's radicalism, or because he is worried about this era that seems to be raising hope, but in fact there is no change at all.

He let out a long sigh and muttered to himself: "The warlord official is still dominating this era, it's too chaotic, although Chen Zhongfu and Li Shouchang have founded a great organization, everything has just begun like a newborn baby, and the road ahead will only be more difficult." "

They are not the ones who lead this country, who will this chosen one be?"

...

At this moment, the thinkers of every dynasty gritted their teeth and looked at the sky at this moment with complicated eyes.

Some are melancholy, some sigh, some mumble... But everyone realizes that it is approaching, this is the darkness before the dawn, and it will be good to get through it.

"All the kings of the future, you must hold the torch and don't extinguish it!"

This is the common voice of the predecessors.

At this time, the picture in the canopy changed.

It's still Shouchang Lee.

The cold wind was howling and the rain was falling.

Shou Chang Li's back still stopped, holding an umbrella, and walking forward in the heavy rain and dark night.

He already saw hope.

Although these hopes are still very small, at least there is not it?

After one factory is gone, he will go to the next factory...

In this way, they worked tirelessly, not knowing the fatigue, and the people were confused, afraid, and prayed that someone would save them.

But what they don't know is that such an era has passed, and now is the time for everyone to save themselves.

"Rise up, resist, illuminate, pierce the darkness

!" "The road to communism will appear under everyone's feet!"

he

cried out, the sound of the rain could not be drowned.

Some applauded, others were scared and panicked.

He advised Li Shouchang to say less, and be careful of being remembered by the authorities again.

He was kind-hearted, but what greeted him was Li Shouchang's angry reprimand.

"What about being remembered by the authorities? China is our own country, not the dictates of their official warlords, and the people and workers have to fight for their own future, and this is the proletariat

!" "Three hundred years later, we Han people-epitek should stand up and establish an official that belongs only to us!"

In

fact, Li Shouchang knows better than anyone how dangerous it is to say such things in this era.

He will be arrested, imprisoned, and even sacrificed

! But he is ready!

There will always be a few people who will stand up and stand at the forefront of the nation, shielding them from the wind and rain behind them.

The heavy rain in early spring still did not stop, but enveloped the entire capital more violently.

In a remote alley, Lu Xun hadn't written for several days.

After Chen Zhongfu left, the days when he gathered at Beijing University to develop "New Youth" are gone.

The name Lu Xun is gone, replaced by Mr. Tree, who is still a loner.

During this time, he was also confused, in addition to teaching at Beijing University, he was doing some official work.

Time seems to be going back to the tedious and boring life of carving ancient inscriptions in the past.

But this time, he didn't fall.

He said that the Tao is different, but it can also be a close friend.

The people who wrote in the editorial department of "New Youth" are now working hard for a common ideal.

He can't be left behind either.

He clenched the pen in his hand, this is his weapon...

"There is always no shortage of followers for innovation, and every time an doctrine arises, there are all kinds of people who are not interested at the time.

"But the participants are mixed, and some of the participants don't know the core of the doctrine, but when they participate in the event, they shout and shout louder than the leaders, and I can't get used to this kind of thing that a full bottle is not loud and half a bottle is slamming."

"That's a fake revolution. Looking

out the window at the pouring rain, he muttered to himself.

Although he was different from Chen and Li, he did not join the difficult road of the communist revolution.

But when it comes to revolution, he knows it better than anyone else.

The slave turned into a master, whether his root nature has also changed?

It was precisely because he had no room for sand in his eyes that he did not join this path.

"Diary of a Madman and Kong Yiji are not enough to wake up this era of cannibalism, so let's have a few more articles like this.

This time, he intends to write about a poor peasant who has been exploited and oppressed, but he is arrogant, self-despise, self-deceiving, and afraid of the hard.

Everyone else called him 'Ah Q'.