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

The picture quickly went black.

At this moment, the various dynasties were silent.

Spring and autumn.

In Confucius's class, Zilu asked the teacher

, "Teacher, will the Qing Dynasty be restored?"

Confucius shook his head firmly and denied: "The Qing Dynasty cannot be recovered, because these people are here."

Seeing this, he finally understood how difficult their road was.

With more than a dozen ideas, it is the enemy of the feudal ideology that has been inherited for thousands of years.

In the seriousness of the feudals, they were monsters, heretics, objects to be erased.

In particular, the entry of the pigtail army into the city to restore the Qing Dynasty has made the situation of these people even more dangerous.

"Every step of the way is a crisis... Can you really go to the end?"

Confucius's eyes were full of hatred, but more than that, it was an endless light.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Wen Tianxiang hunted in white robes and stood in the wind.

"It is impossible for the Qing Dynasty to reappear, just return to the light.

"Because the times are different, they will create a new era of thought!" In

the picture, Li Shouchang stood on the table angrily, using all his strength, and roared.

"Compatriots, the times are different! Whether it is a patrol policeman, a vegetable seller, a steamed bun maker, a hard-working worker... We all live under the blue

sky of the Republic of China, and we deserve to be the errand of the Republic of China! What happened to Guan Daqing?"

"This group of Manchus wearing long pigtails and exuding a decadent atmosphere have returned, and they want to take away our Republic of China? How should we Safeguard Democracy! Safeguard the Republic!"

His voice was so thick and powerful, penetrating the sky, passing through the streets and alleys, and reaching the hearts of the people.

The doors and windows, which had been closed, opened, and the frightened people began to poke their heads out.

As soon as they opened the door, they saw a bearded man in a long shirt, glasses, and shouting, 'Maintain democracy!

"Defend democracy! Defend the

republic!" "Defend democracy! Defend the republic!"

The screen turns, and the Southern Aviation School.

Principal Qin Guoyong came to make a phone call, his face was serious, and his voice was sonorous: "I am willing to lead the pilots to act in unison with the rebel armies!"

Hanging up the phone, he came to an open space, where a plane was quietly parked.

Qin Guoyong gently stroked the fuselage of 'Gao Delong' with his hand, as if he was touching his own treasure.

He was the first person to fly a plane in the Republic of China, and the plane, just like his comrades-in-arms.

Across the streets and alleys, the sound of the pigtail army entering Beijing could be heard, Qin Guoyong was indifferent, and muttered to the fighter: "Man, it's time to go to the battlefield." He

then got on the plane.

"Boom..."

There was a loud bang, and the plane slowly lifted off into the air and headed in the direction of the Qing Palace.

It circled and then dropped a large number of leaflets.

"Down with Zhang Xun, oppose restoration!"

These eight big characters were imprinted in the leaflet, and they fell down in a flutter, causing countless pedestrians below to look up with shock in their eyes.

Then, roaring towards Zhang Xun's residence, dropping two bombs.

"Boom!!"

There was a deafening explosion from below, and the flames soared into the sky, and countless pigtailed troops were so frightened that they ran away and collapsed.

"Assassins, there are assassins, come on!!" came

Zhang Xun's frightened scream.

It turned out that a bomb was impartial and happened to fall next to Zhang Xun's bedroom, which scared Zhang Xun's soul away.

In the end, Qin Guoyong went to the Qing Palace and dropped a bomb as well.

"Boom..."

The explosion sounded, and hearing an explosion that he had never seen before, Fu Yi's face turned pale with fright and trembled.

The eunuchs surrounded him and returned to the Heart Cultivation Palace, as if only there was the safest.

The palace was noisy and chaotic.

Later, the kowtow did not come, the edict was gone, and most of the ministers had no shadow, and they fled one after another, and in the end only Wang Shizhen and Chen Baochen remained.

Text emerges.

[This was the first time in the history of China that the air force was used, and the first time that an air raid was carried out, although the power was not great, but it gave a huge deterrent to the restoration forces.

[On July 12, Fu Yi, who had been in a panic, announced his abdication again, and the eleven-day farce of restoration ended hastily. Looking

at this scene, Song Dynasty.

Song Renzong's eyes were stunned.

"See this big guy who can fly in the sky again... I had only seen it in the hands of those alien races and powers before, but now China also has its own driver, is this a precedent?"

Zhao Zhen muttered to himself.

In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I just said that the Qing Dynasty was not so easy to restore.

"How could it be possible

for so many people to overthrow the Qing Dynasty with so much effort?" "The restoration of the Qing Dynasty is just a farce, so what is the real era like now?"

At this moment, new words appeared in the sky.

[Right now, it is another kind of chaos, which looks more desperate than the cowardice and decay of the Qing Dynasty, but this is the process that the mind must go through to break free from the old iron house. The

screen appears.

Qian Xuantong came to Shaoxing Hall again.

He's here to urge the draft.

But as soon as I entered the door, I saw Zhangshu holding a pen, frowning, and writing hard.

Compared with the last time he came, Qian Xuantong felt that the camphor tree had changed.

It's no longer as decadent as before, but it's full of anger inside and out.

This anger is not directed at individuals, but against entire eras.

"I've seen the Xinhai Revolution, the Second Revolution, the Yuan Emperor and Zhang Xun's restoration, and when I look at it, I look suspicious, so I am decadent and angry

!" "This world is rotten to the bones!"

Zhangshu put down his pen and rebuked loudly.

Qian Xuantong glanced at the article that had already written a little and gradually had a prototype.

Although he only saw a little, it still made his eyes shine.

Is it a novel?"

Qian Xuantong said.

The camphor tree suddenly became excited.

"If an iron house is windowless and indestructible, and there are many sleeping people in it, who will soon suffocate to death, but go from slumber to death, and do not feel the sorrow of death. Now that you are shouting, you have alarmed a few people who are more sober, and you have caused this unfortunate few to suffer irremediable deathbed suffering, do you think you are worthy of them?"

Seeing him get up from front of him and ask sharply, Qian Xuantong's heart was also greatly touched.

After pondering for a long time, he smiled and said, "But since a few people have risen, you cannot say that there is no hope of destroying this iron house. This

sentence quieted the camphor tree, and the anger in his eyes gradually subsided.

He nodded, took a deep puff of his cigarette butt, "You're right, I'm going to be a madman who destroys this iron house!"

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