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

A new screen appears.

Capital.

Cai Ye stood by the window in military uniform, looking at the direction of the Marshal's Mansion with deep eyes.

Yunzhen has become independent, but this great general is a little at a loss.

He didn't know if he had made the right choice.

Unconsciously, I remembered his teacher: Liang Qichao.

He and his teachers have always supported Yuan.

Including after the Second Revolution, he also unswervingly supported Yuan.

It's not how loyal he is, but the only one who can lay the foundation of the country and revitalize China is the Yuan family.

"Teacher, over the years, we have always adhered to the strategy of 'reforming politics' to eliminate the revolutionaries who are in turmoil in the people's society and the corrupt bureaucrats in the bureaucratic society. Only the Yuan clan can do this..."

Cai Yi's voice was low.

"But the Yuan family actually wants to be the emperor, what should I do?"

In the "Beijing Daily", it was the teacher's words that criticized the implementation of the imperial system.

Cai Ye couldn't help but look up at the sky, it was gray and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Today's China.

The heroes were divided, the smoke of gunfire was everywhere, and they were about to lose their national power.

There is no hope in sight.

Looking at the content on the "Beijing Daily", Cai Yi's eyes gradually became sharp.

A great rebellious thought gradually came to his mind...

And then.

Late Qin.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were silent.

They clenched their wooden knives in their hands.

They knew what Cai Ye was thinking at the moment...

The Yuan family wants to be the emperor, and the general has a reverse thought in his heart.

They did the same, to oppose this tyrannical and hopeless dynasty.

They

don't know, but they have to do it step by step, trial and error.

In the Tang Dynasty at night, Li Shimin suddenly became a little sleepy.

"China... It seems that he has fallen into a dead circle that he can't get out of again..."

He muttered to himself, and said to Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, and Eldest Sun Wuji behind him.

"The Republic of China, which was bought by countless revolutionary ancestors with blood and sacrifice, has become as hopeless as it is now, and they know it, will they turn a blind eye?"

"This country must be established!" With

firm words, Li Shimin clenched his fists.

But in the next second, the fist loosened again.

"But how should it be established? Not to mention the founding of the country, who will break the deadlock of the Republic of China?"

At this moment, in the vast sky, words continued to appear.

[In 1915, the fourth year of the Republic of China, a year of extreme ups and downs. There is no mess, only more messy. In this year, the Yuan clan accepted the '21 articles' of humiliation from the Eastern War, and the Yuan clan became even more immersed in his dream of 'becoming emperor', and the generalissimo was only a generalissimo, so how could he be crowned emperor and sit back and relax? For the sake of his dream of becoming an emperor, he tried his best to develop his Beiyang Army in armament, and ideologically moved out of the 'respect for Confucius and sacrifice to heaven'. [

Confucius is broad, as if he has returned to the current era, and the people's minds have finally been liberated a little, and they were immediately beaten back into feudalism. Numbness, pedantry, and regression are engraved in the bones, and they are also the main theme of this year.

[China, a nation that has suffered many disasters and hardships, has finally come to the moment of life and death. All I could do was abandon my body and cry out with my soul.

[We are just a group of powerless and powerless 'cultural people' who read poetry and books, and the pen is our only weapon, but we love this country, this land, and we love it deeply, and we don't want to watch this generation sink here.

[Therefore, relying on full of enthusiasm and risking the risk of losing a life by writing a word, we must also denounce and awaken the insensitive people of the world, starting with people, and then waking up China little by little.

[Don't look at the fact that there are few of us now, just the sprout of a person's thoughts, but slowly, it will always become a towering tree of a country's thoughts. A

new screen appears.

That's the port of the magic capital.

Chen Zhongfu, who was dressed simply, led the two children, Chen Qiaonian and Chen Yannian came back from Dongying.

It was overcast and raining.

Under the umbrella, Chen Zhongfu silently looked at the demon capital city shrouded in rain.

The river by the harbor is turbulent, and the white waves are blazing on the riverside, and no one can imagine how deep the river is under this white wave.

How should a drowning person save himself?

What about the country that is stuck in the quagmire

?" "Dad, when is this rain going to fall?"

the second son, Chen Qiaonian, couldn't help but ask out loud.

Chen Zhongfu was silent for a moment and replied, "I don't know, it may stop soon, or it may never stop."

"It's raining and cloudy in the whole of China, and we're all umbrella holders. In the future, when you grow up, you will also hold up this umbrella. As he

spoke, Chen Zhongfu handed the umbrella in his hand to his two sons and smiled.

"Maybe the umbrella will be in your hands, and the rain will stop, and the troubled times will be over.

After speaking, Chen Zhongfu walked into the hazy rain alone.

In my memory, my father's back was a little rickety, but he still kept as straight as he could.

Chen Zhongfu sent his two sons to the French school in Modu, and he found his fellow compatriot who founded the "Vulgar Newspaper" back then, Wang Mengzou.

Wang Mengzou has learned Bagu and history since he was a child, and he accepts new ideas, and he can understand Chen Zhongfu.

"Nowadays, there are many classes in China, such as chaebols, bureaucrats, warlords, overseas powers, and many ethnic classes, which is not what the Republic of China should have at this stage.

"In the past, the revolution was very simple, armed uprising, foreign guns and foreign artillery, breaking the country, you could succeed, but now it is different, the focus is on the ideology.

In the Oriental Library, Chen Zhongfu was impassioned, and his voice attracted the people who read books in the library, and they all cast surprised eyes.

Chen Zhongfu pointed to his head and continued to propagandize: "So I plan to set up a magazine and newspaper, as long as it takes 10 years or 8 years of hard work, this magazine will definitely have a great impact

!" "Everyone is born in the world and has everyone's responsibility and mission, and my mission is to change the feudal thinking of the Chinese people, and the focus is on this 'new' word! The road to ideological salvation of the country!"

Outside

, the rain is even heavier.

After saying that, Chen Zhongfu left the library.

Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Chen Zhongfu fell into deep thought.

Is it as simple as starting a newspaper?

No.

This is the way to save the country.

It was not a newspaper and magazine without propaganda ideas before, but it was not so new.

[On September 15, 1915, with the help of two brothers, Chen Zipei and Chen Zishou, Chen Zhongfu presided over the establishment of the first volume of the "Youth Magazine" No. 1 in Shanghai, and he raised the banner of human rights and science. Late

at night, Chen Zhongfu was still writing, and the more he wrote, the more excited he became.

"To the Youth" - the first four words are like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

"Youth is like the early spring, like the rising sun, like the sprout of a hundred flowers, like the new hair of a sharp blade, and the most precious period of life.

"Young people are to society like fresh and lively cells in the human body. Metabolism, stale decay and losers are always on the way to natural elimination. "

......

He finally found the way to save the country.

Youth.

It is the key to national salvation.

Saving the country is not impulsive or hot-blooded.

What needs to be changed is the cultural thinking of an entire ancient feudal country.

Culture saves the country, ideology saves the country....

A whole new storm of ideas is coming....