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

The words are dazzling, imprinted on the heavens, and emitting golden light in the sky above the courts.

So, Daqin.

Ying Zheng's face showed surprise, and his eyes narrowed with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Will China's diplomacy be tough in the future, and how to be tough?"

As an emperor of the ages, he couldn't figure it out.

The Diplomacy of Nations suffered such a great humiliation that the victorious countries were divided up like the defeated countries.

Cruel and cruel, even if this country is angry, it is like an impotent rage.

How do you want to be tough?"

"Your Majesty!" Li

Si in the audience suddenly stepped forward and bowed.

Although he didn't say anything, his slightly trembling body had already said something.

The First Emperor's body shook wildly, and his face was full of incredulity.

"The first time I said 'no', was it... He rejected the offer of the Great Powers?"

Su Wu stood on the endless prairie, surrounded by herds of cattle and sheep, and he wept again.

"Finally, are you going to start resisting?"

"It's just that you can't understand what the end of the rebellion will be...""

The road is difficult to walk..."

Su

Wu wept and muttered.

Finally, there is the Great Qing Dynasty.

Qianlong, who was originally laughing heartily, stopped laughing suddenly.

His face changed uncertainly for a while, and he muttered to himself uncertainly.

"After the national humiliation, this national society said 'no' for the first time... No way, I am a pen pal with King Louis XVI, and I know that if you refuse, you will also die!"

Qianlong roared with a gloomy face.

In the canopy, the picture continues to emerge.

The capital, the warlord marshal's palace.

As a consultant, Lin Changmin received a secret telegram from France.

Listening to the content inside, Lin Changmin's body trembled violently, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Is that true?" he

confirmed, his voice trembling.

Then, he closed his eyes deeply and sat down in his chair, as if he had emptied all his strength.

In the evening, he returned to his home.

His fifteen-year-old daughter, Lin Huiyin, came out to see him.

asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Facing his daughter, Lin Changmin's expression became even more bitter: "The future China will be full of devastation and the mountains and rivers have fallen." "

I still can't let go of it for a long time, Lin Changmin knows that this news must be known to the whole country.

So he picked up his pen and wrote a long article: "Diplomatic Alert to the Chinese People", which conveyed the news of the failure of diplomacy at the Paris Peace Conference.

This day is a day when all Chinese people feel that the sky is falling.

Countless students who care about the country are crying with red eyes.

"The mountain city is owned by Dongying, and China is incomplete..."

"This is a scene that is even more humiliating than the "Twenty-one Articles"!"

He is Guo Qinguang.

When he saw this article written by Lin Changmin, Guo Qinguang only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, it was dim, and he almost fainted.

In the end, several students found him and sent him to the classroom to rest, which relieved him.

But on his pale face, his eyes were still splitting and deeply distorted.

The classmates around him all looked at him in a complicated way, and they all knew that this was Guo Qinguang's 'sign' -- every time he talked about state affairs with others

, he would be eager to break up! He stood up forcefully, and regardless of his physical condition, he came outside and shouted: "Students! The country is in danger and the vulgar thief is not as good as dying early, it is better than holding two eyes to insult our country by outsiders!"

"Since ancient times, weak countries have no diplomacy, and the so-called 'victory of justice over power' is just a beautiful fairy tale! The Paris Peace Conference has failed in our Chinese diplomacy, and the mountain city is about to be owned by the Dongying alien race, but the Beiyang government is ready to accept this decision, how can we tolerate it?"

"Rise up and resist! It's time for us young people to shoulder the responsibility of the country!" Guo

Qinguang was extremely emotional, his eyes turned black as he spoke, and he even spat blood.

Guo Qinguang's appeal resounded throughout Peking University, and the strong indignation and humiliation soon spread to the entire Peking University...

The students looked up, and the sky was getting dark, mixed with thunder and flashes.

A long-awaited rainstorm is coming.

The students of Peking University vaguely saw the future fate of China, so dim and unpredictable.

The screen turns.

May 3rd, Peking University, Saisai Dining Room.

Guo Qinguang, Fu Sinian, Duan Xipeng, Xie Shaomin and other students are there.

In addition to them, there are also many students from Peking University.

The faces are young but not green, everyone is solemn, and in the dark pupils, there is an emotion called 'national hatred and family hatred'.

"Everyone should know the news.

"The Paris Peace Conference has failed in our Chinese diplomacy, the "Twenty-one Articles" are still in effect on our Chinese land, and the foreigners can still show off their might and prestige in our concession, and the most unacceptable thing for me is that all the rights and interests of the mountain city belong to Dongying. "

The first to speak was a young man with glasses.

His name is Liu Renjing, and he is only a first-year student in the preparatory department of Peking University.

However, he is the one with the most angry face on Guo Qinguang's face, and he is also the most excited one.

"China is the China of the Chinese people in the world, and when the nation is in dire straits, we should unite and unite with the outside world, but the warlords agreed to sign, what is the difference between this and the Qing Dynasty at that time? Cao and Zhang, traitors!!"

he angrily rebuked, and a kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

The bright kitchen knife made the atmosphere in the room even more solemn, and everyone's eyes became even redder.

"Mr. Zhongfu said that now we are all in an era of 'awakening', and there is no need for a bloody revolution like Mr. Tan Sitong, I don't think it's right, in any era, at any time, when the nation is in the whirlpool, someone needs to shed blood and stand up to awaken the ignorant soul of the nation. "

I, Liu Renjing, am willing to be the first person to shed blood in the Awakening Era!" the

roar fell.

Liu Renjing picked up a kitchen knife and put it across her neck, preparing to commit suicide by cutting her throat to inspire the Chinese people.

But just as it was about to be chopped, everyone thought that blood would be splattered on the spot, but the blood did not appear.

It turned out that another student had stepped forward.

He grabbed the kitchen knife in Liu Renjing's hand, and the blade cut the surface of his palm, causing his entire hand to become bloody.

He is Xie Shaomin, a law student at Peking University.

He didn't seem to feel pain, regardless of the bleeding palm, his eyes were staring at Liu Renjing from beginning to end.

"Bloodshed does not require sacrifice," he said.

He took the kitchen knife in Liu Renjing's hand, then raised his bloody hand, stabbed it, and tore off a piece of his shirt.

With a bleeding hand, write four large characters on the placket.

"Return me to clear the island!"

"Wow..."

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

All Peking University students were shaken.

That night, Xie Shaomin hung the four big characters of the blood book 'Return Me to Clear Island' written by himself in front of the stage of Peking University.

"Boom!"

This rainstorm mixed with thunder and lightning is still coming.

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