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

At this moment, the emperors, princes, generals, sages and poets of various dynasties, and more of them were the common people, and none of them spoke out.

There was sadness in everyone's eyes.

Huang Xing has already left, and now, the general of the protector Cai Yi is also leaving...

The two were only eight days apart, as if they had made an appointment.

"Good people don't pay for their lives, and evil people suffer for a thousand years... This has been the case since ancient times. "

In the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucius's eyes were a little red.

He whispered like this, so soft, so soft that only he could hear it.

His students, Zilu, also quietly looked at the picture in the sky.

At this time, the picture is silent, only the waves of the sea are turbulent, slapping against the shore fiercely, making a dull loud noise.

Cai Ye and his wife Pan Huiying walked quietly along the seashore, and before they knew it, they had come to the reef.

At this moment, all the ancients clearly saw that Cai Yi's deep eyes became moist, slightly red.

After seeing the big reef from afar, Cai Ye was very excited.

He immediately stopped at the shore and sat down cross-legged.

For a long time after that, he stared blankly at the big reef tumbling in the sea.

Pan Huiying didn't speak, but quietly accompanied Cai Ye through the last journey of her life.

After a long time, Cai Ye finally spoke up, and his voice was hoarse: "Do you know where this is?" Cai

Ye has Adam's apple cancer, and now it is almost difficult for him to speak, but he is difficult and complete, and he finished a sentence.

Pan Huiying was a little moved, wiped a handful of tears, and said, "That's the big reef you once allied with them. He

formed an alliance with Huang Xing, Song Jiaoren, and Chen Tianhua on the big reef in Dongying to talk about state affairs and express ideals.

In the revolutionary years that followed, they always watched and helped each other.

It's a pity that Chen Tianhua, Song Jiaoren, and Huang Xing are all ancient.

He was the only one left.

After Pan Huiying finished speaking, Cai Yi's mood suddenly became a little excited.

He grabbed a handful of dirt from the beach, his fingers digging deep into it, his voice excited and deep.

"Chen Tianhua, who was crying out to the world, wrote 'Warning Bells' and 'Fierce Return,' and so on, all of which were propagating revolutionary ideas!"

"It was he who pointed out that 'only resistance and struggle are the way to save the country and the people'." How many patriotic people have been shocked and awakened by these articles full of revolutionary passion and thrown themselves into the battle to save the country and make the country strong?"

However, seeing the repeated defeats of the Chinese revolution at that time, he was extremely sad and indignant, and he was determined to use his death to shock and awaken his compatriots, and on December 8, eleven years ago, he committed suicide by jumping into the sea here!

She knew that Chen Tianhua committed suicide in the revolution, but she didn't know that this was the place where he died.

"Ambition dies before it is rewarded, and the blood is in vain!" With

unwillingness and grief, Cai Yi's voice was low, and tears began to flow.

His face was full of unwillingness and pain.

Not only Chen Tianhua, but Huang Xing also made great sacrifices for the revolution.

"Even if he is not in good health, he is not idle every day, he has failed many revolutions many times, and he has been ostracized..."

Adam's apple cancer caused him to suffer excruciating pain in his throat every time he said a word, or even every breath.

He shouldn't have said so much, but after hearing the news of Huang Xing's death, he couldn't help it, he really couldn't help it.

"Huang Xing became ill from hard work and left, but he is only in his forties!" Cai

Yi was sad and indignant: "I hope that Brother Huang can take good care of his body, and then try to make a comeback, and contribute to the reconstruction of the Republic of China and the revitalization of China, but he... But he left so early!" Pan

Huiying heard that Cai Ye was pinning his revolutionary hopes on Huang Xing.

But Huang Xing died young, and her mood became heavy.

The deep voice continued.

"In the end, I was the only one left of the four, and now I am leaving..."

This scene is extremely tragic.

"This battle was not easy, with heavy casualties and great injuries... Yuan succeeded, and my body also collapsed, my fate should be like this!"

Cai Ye was powerless to pound the reef next to him.

The scene fell, and new words appeared.

[Cai Ye couldn't break free from Huang Xing's death for a long time, during which he learned about the domestic situation from the subordinates who came to visit, after Yuan's death, the Beiyang warlords were divided and civil strife, and an internal struggle was launched between Liu Cunhou, the general of the Sichuan army, and Luo Peijin, the overseer, and many soldiers and civilians died.

As early as after Yuan's death, Cai Ye concluded that the Beiyang warlords would definitely split in the future, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

The sunset in the western mountains was mixed with his dark sigh.

"The Beiyang warlords have not yet been eliminated, and new warlords have appeared in the Southern Revolutionary Party. When will this melee between the old and new warlords come to an end, and when will the country be reunified?" When

will China, for which countless revolutionaries, including him, have devoted all their efforts become strong?

Now, he may not be able to give an answer to this question.

Hate

! Hate this sick body!

Hate

even more hated that he could only watch the country split and the warlords dominate one side, but they could not do anything.

As the days passed, Cai Ye's body became more and more deteriorating.

Finally, eight days later, on November 8, he couldn't bear it anymore.

When he was dying, he missed his hometown very much, and his hometown in Wugang Prefecture was so beautiful...

In front of the house is the winding and colorful Huangni River, rippling water.

Behind the house, there are beautiful green mountains, mountains and rivers wonders.

In a blur, there was also an old woman with gray hair.

It was his mother, Wang.

He thought of his sons and daughters Zhulian, Shulian and Cai Duan, and suddenly looked back: I haven't seen them for a year or two...

"From now on, I will not be by your side, and everything will depend on you to take care of yourself.

Cai Yi muttered to Pan Huiying, who just nodded silently, knowing that the time for farewell had come.

He also said to He Pengxiang, the adjutant beside him, and others: "I am a soldier, a soldier who fought for the rejuvenation of the revolution, and I cannot die on the battlefield, but in the ward, which is really a great regret in my life!"

Facing the whole country, he began to say his will.

"After his death, there are four wishes -- first, may our people and the government work together as one, so that there will be a positive policy of hope

; second, the opinions are mostly due to the struggle for rights, and those who are willing to serve the people are patriotic with morality

; third, the fallen soldiers and those who contributed in the battle in Sichuan should be begged to verify the petition and compassionate awards, so as to show encouragement;

fourth, the people who died in Sichuan should be buried in a thin burial because they have not done their best to reassure the Republic of China!"

After saying the word 'thin burial', Cai Yi's head slowly lowered, and he was completely silent...

At this moment, his wife, the adjutant's subordinate, pounced like crazy, crying loudly.

But Cai Ye couldn't hear any sound, and the world seemed to be gray and white.

He just tried to keep his eyes open and look at China in the east, and wanted to take one last look at the homeland where he was born and raised, the place where he became famous at a young age and full of spirit—the name of his hometown is China.

But the infinite darkness had swallowed him up.

The screen goes black.

Text emerges.

[Four days after Cai Yi's death, the National Assembly decided: posthumously conferred Cai Yi as a general and held a state funeral. [

A year later, his coffin was transported back to Changsha and buried on Mount Yuelu. 】