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

At this moment, the brilliant words were imprinted on the heavens of all dynasties.

All the emperors were stunned when they looked at these three sentences.

In the Southern Tang Dynasty, Li Yu stared at the words in the canopy and muttered to himself: "The world of wind and clouds rises in spring, and Yin Yin thunder is heard everywhere... This is to say, wherever these people go, there will be wind and thunder..."The

next moment, the court was ruined, the capital division fell, and the rebels had broken through the city gate, shouting to kill the sky.

The fire spread to the palace.

All the ministers and concubines were panicked, screaming, and fled one after another, and blood was also flowing from the corners of Li Yu's mouth at this moment.

Monarch, poisoned.

He knew who had poisoned him.

But this emperor, who doesn't love the country and only loves poetry, laughed heartily.

"Wind and thunder... I also have a thunderstorm here, but you will create a different thunderstorm. "

He was the last emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty and did not struggle.

Next, the dynasty changed....

Early Song Dynasty.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin looked at the words in the canopy and fell into silence.

These words are very impactful and infectious, reminding the founding emperor of the Great Song Dynasty of the past.

"Everywhere I hear thunder... I've had a storm before.

"Chaotic Realm, I hope you succeed!"

Qianlong looked at the pictures and words in the canopy, the era presented at this moment was only two hundred years away from him, but the territory under his feet had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The Qing Dynasty perished... Feudalism no longer existed, and the people who lived in this land had cut off their dreadlocks at the back of their heads, and everything was a sign that a new storm had emerged, which was gradually breaking away the ideas he knew.

Now, these people want to awaken the workers and subvert the larger regime.

His eyes became gloomy: "This group of people is still delusional about leading the workers and slaves to the stage, isn't that messing up? They won't succeed." "

I have a hunch that my descendants will still be emperors again, and the soul of the Great Qing Dynasty will never die!"

At this time, new words appeared in the sky.

[In August, the Ministry of Labor of China was established in the magic capital. The

screen appears.

More than 20 days have passed since the negotiations on the red boat in Nanhu.

Everyone who attended the meeting remembered the program of the conference: to help the workers and peasants stand on the stage.

And they really went to implement it.

A young man stood quietly in front of the door, looking at the striking text on it: Chinese Ministry of Labor.

He is Li Qi Khan.

At this moment, his mind was flying, remembering what happened twenty days ago.

At that time, Zhang Guotao gathered a group of like-minded people, including him, and said: "We are going to set up a department related to the working masses." "

This department is the Ministry of Labor of China.

Li Qihan's young face showed a smile.

Those five words seem to be full of hope.

"The next step is to serve the working class, to protect them from the exploitation of capital, and to seek back their own rights and interests

!" "Nothing is more important than the working class on the stage!"

The department was established, and he was immediately elected secretary.

"The current era is turbulent, all-encompassing, there are all kinds of factions, danger and opportunity coexist, we must strengthen the belief based on workers, farmers and businessmen, expand our influence, we are the most solid backing behind them!"

One person, with a warm smile on his face, was also clapping.

He was the initiator of this Ministry of Labor.

At that time, he was enthusiastic and enthusiastic about the revolution, and he must have never imagined that he would betray him in the future

...

At this moment, there was an uproar.

Daqin, Ying Zheng looked at the reflection of the person surnamed Zhang in the sky, his eyes flickering.

"Some of the thirteen people were disappointed, some quit halfway, and some betrayed, it seems that he is one of the betrayals..."

"He's the betrayer, but he's not going to be the biggest betrayer..."

On a train heading into the distance, a bearded passenger arrived.

He is serious, but humble, with the end of his eyes worried about the country and the people, with hope for the future.

Although he did not attend the first meeting, he knew the outcome and the core of the meeting inside and out.

"The Ministry of Labor has also been established in the magic capital

..."Li Shouchang muttered to himself, with a faint smile on his face: "This road is right, that is, to gather laborers from all over the world together to fight for rights and interests..."

He led workers from all over the country to the stage!

This road is now being taken by many people, but he was the first to take this road, and he was also the first to walk in the forefront.

"Bang

This is the horn sounded by Li Shouchang himself.

In the canopy, words emerge.

[In September, Li Shouchang left the capital and organized the early members of the Beijing group to go to Zhangjiakou, Baoding, Shantang, Qinhuangdao and other places to open workers' night schools.

[His goal is not only in the capital, but also in all parts of the country to have the workers' own schools, he doesn't know that he is brewing another bigger storm. The

picture changed, Zhangjiakou, Baoding and other places.

The inky darkness and the establishment of a simple workers' school, to which Captain Li personally taught the liberation of the Tsarist Russians.

I saw him pick up the chalk and write a big word 'work' on the blackboard.

Then, there was a big 'person' underneath.

The two characters are connected vertically, so it becomes a big 'day'.

"This is a worker, this is a person, when combined, it is 'worker', and when combined, it is the word 'day'.

He turned around, looked at the workers everywhere, and spoke seriously, without discrimination.

"Workers, it's the sky!" looked

at the shocked faces.

After class, Li Shouchang left the classroom, but with a touch of complexity on his face.

Looking at the lights still lit in the classroom, with endless hope, he muttered to himself.

"You have to work hard! The future of the workers is very great!"

Right now.

The dynasties were shocked.

Qing Dynasty.

Qianlong's eyes widened in disbelief, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

"The workers ... Is it heaven?"

The emperors, who were still wise in the first half of their lives, but were very happy in the second half of their lives, saw such an incredible scene.

There are even people who are touting the workers and worshipping the workers as heaven

? What about the emperor

? What is it?

The same Qing Dynasty.

Yongzheng stood in front of the palace with his hands in his hands, his eyes also widened.

Although he was also angry, it was more shocking.

"These people, it's terrible!".