Cai Yuanpei, Huang Xing, and Yang Yulin What they saw from the eyes of those foreigners were deep disgust and disdain.

The foreign lady not far away even covered her nose in disgust and took a few steps back.

Like a pig in a pigsty.

Where could Huang Xing endure this kind of humiliation? He immediately rushed to theorize, but was stopped by Cai Yuanpei.

"This is China, please respect yourself. "

Cai Yuanpei is a member of the Hanlin Academy, and he knows what will happen if he offends foreigners at this time, but he doesn't want to swallow his anger so much.

The foreigner couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Is this China? Isn't this our colony?"

Seeing that the conflict was about to deepen further, a Qing Dynasty businessman who didn't want to make any more trouble stopped Cai Yuanpei and Huang Xing, and at the same time approached the foreigner with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Lord Yang, you are right, this is the pig's tail!"

The foreigner left arrogantly, leaving only Cai Yuanpei, Huang Xing and others standing angrily.

The businessman didn't know Cai Yuanpei and them, but he still stepped forward to talk to Cai Yuanpei and Huang Xing: "This is the land of China, you can't let foreigners bully you, if you can bow your head, just bow your head."

"And those foreigners are not wrong, this braid is indeed a 'pig tail'!" "

Just because of the things handed down by our ancestors, let those foreigners scold us, and we have to admit it with a smile." The

rich merchant shook his head and walked away, and the braids behind him shook his head.

It's getting dark.

There were fewer pedestrians on the road, but Cai Yuanpei and Huang Xing were still standing, their eyes were deep, and there was a trace of helplessness and forbearance in their eyes.

"This is the time we live in now, an era full of bones, absurd and pitiful.

"We have nothing, we stand tall. "

Is it really a problem that can be solved by an assassination?" Cai

Yuanpei asked himself.

For a moment, his eyes were dazed.

Before going out, they drank blood and shouted the oath slogan of 'one is revolution, the other is assassination', and they were so confident at that time that they could change the country by assassination.

But after seeing this bleak and miserable world, they felt a deep insignificance and weakness in their hearts.

The head of the assassination team looked at his long pigtails on the back of his head at the moment and was confused.

"This braid is the feudal cage that binds us, and it should be cut off!" The

deep voice, like a heavy hammer, slammed into the hearts of Huang Xing and Chen Tianhua, who looked at their braids with anger in their eyes.

They have discovered the source of sorrow!

This pigtail-like long braid is the shame of the Republic of China, the sore point ridiculed by foreigners, and the symbol of backwardness and corruption.

But it is the glory of the Manchurians!

[Just because the ancestor of the Manchus, Nurhachi, means wild boar skin in Manchu texts, so the Qing Dynasty believes that foreigners call them 'pig tails' as a sign of respect for the Manchurian ancestors.

[Sad! Sad! Ridiculous!]

In the sky, the text continues, and the picture continues.

Returning to the stronghold of the assassination group, Cai Yuanpei couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Manchuria harms

the country!" Is the West really that strong?" "Our country really can't rise one day

?" "Of course not!" "China is the China of the Chinese people, not Manchuria!"

"Only by establishing the supreme Chinese Han race can we establish a country, so what is the use of this pig's tail with long braids?"

Cai Yuanpei's eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire.

Bring the scissors.

"Click!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, thunder roared and lightning swept through the sky.

The long broken braid that flew into the sky was raised like this, and it was so dazzling.

Then Huang Xing, Chen Duxiu and others cut their long braids one after another!

"Whew..."

At this moment, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, and they only felt refreshed.

The ideological cage that had bound them for a hundred years finally broke free.

In the sky, the text continues.

[When the voice of freedom came, more and more people in the Qing Dynasty felt that the braids on the back of their heads were in the way and cut them one after another.

[After generations of people fighting with blood and life, although they were still under the rule of the Qing court, the minds of the people had awakened, which also laid the groundwork for a revolutionary movement that shocked the whole country a few years later. [

When will the Youyan beacon fire be closed, I heard that the war between China and the West has not ended. The paint room is empty of national hatred, and it is difficult to make it easy for women to carry it. Men have gradually woken up, cut off their long braids, how can women lag behind?]

[In 1904, Ding Chu founded the newspaper "Women's World", which opened the enlightenment of women's thoughts in the Qing Dynasty. On

the ferry from the mainland to the cherry blossom east, a Chinese woman stood proudly.

She is different from the ordinary Qing Dynasty women who bind her feet, she hates bound feet and has bright eyes.

Qiu Jin, after separating from her husband Wang Tingjun, regardless of dissuasion, resolutely went to Dongying at her own expense to find the true way of revolution.

"I can't help but feel the sinking of the motherland, and I come overseas to find a soulmate!" She

was also a woman with amazing talents, but in that era when the country was broken, she spoke very little, and she couldn't escape the cage of marriage after all.

The powerless married life not only imprisoned Qiu Jin's siblings, but also controlled Qiu Jin's soul.

Should a woman abandon her dreams and literary concepts for the sake of marriage, and teach her husband and children at home

? Woman, do you really want to wrap your little feet?

No, it shouldn't be like this!

I can also live

as brilliant as Zhiying!

Wu Zhiying is Qiu Jin's best friend, and she is also a married woman, and her life is much more wonderful than Qiu Jin.

She never defined herself as anyone's wife and anyone's mother.

He is proficient in poetry and calligraphy, and he does his best to achieve the pinnacle of this field.

It even alarmed Cixi.

I heard that there was a lady who was good at calligraphy in the capital, so she summoned her to the palace and commented in person.

In front of Cixi, Wu Zhiying had no stage fright and boldly showed her talents.

Even in the face of Cixi, she also talked eloquently, and she could analyze the pros and cons of the "Xinchou Treaty".

Qiu Jin yearns for Wu Zhiying, like the heroine in the book of youth, independent and full of personality charm.

"I was lucky to meet Wu Zhiying, who woke me up.

[In 1904, Qiu Jin traveled east to Dongying and met a large number of capable people with the same revolutionary vision, such as Zhou Shuren, Chen Tianhua, Huang Xing, etc.]

[She began to embark on her own business, publishing "To China's 20,000 Female Compatriots" and "Warning My Compatriots".

She wrote: "Let a woman be learned, seek self-reliance, and not rely on a man for everything." "

This road is very far away, and it is also full of thorns, maybe full of thorns, but I, Qiu Jin, am willing to be the bloody victim!"

"Poor Xie Daoyun, don't marry Bao to join the army."

"Don't be an official's wife, be Tan Sitong!"

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