Back in Bianliang, it was already a day of fire in July. In previous years, at this time, the university halls in Bianliang were still immersed in the fun of summer vacation, but this year, the summer has not subsided, and the autumn fire is approaching, and between the school and the neighborhood, there are not very peaceful young people whispering or holding public gatherings.

"The legitimacy of the imperial government is gone, and what is the difference between a government that raises a butcher's knife against the people? For three hundred years, the people of the empire have been trembling under the brutal butcher's knife. Now that the people have finally uttered their first roar, their first actions, the cruelty of the Imperial Government has never been so clearly and vividly revealed to the whole world: it has never bothered to hide its cannibalistic face - the Empire is no longer the home of the patriots, but the object of the patriots' unequivocal banner to be overthrown. Because true patriots understand that only in the flames of destruction can our great motherland be truly reborn! ”

As soon as the three strangers came out of the train station, they saw such a scene - on a temporary high platform, a tall young man was giving a speech to the sparse audience. What they didn't expect was that a group of officials came to the scene under the leadership of several gentlemen wearing high hats

"Don't let go of any of these thieves!"

The gentleman shouted at the podium with a civilized stick, and the few onlookers around him also dispersed in a hurry, except for the hapless orator, who had no time to run, and was firmly pressed to the ground by the officials. Don't look at him being pressed by five or six big men, and his mouth is not cowardly; "Just persecute a patriot, and future history will remember us! Spit on you! ”

Seeing him being escorted into the carriage, Cheng Qi couldn't help but sigh; "When, can't Da Song tolerate a few people who speak?"

However, these things are just a gust of wind for the time being, and the three strangers are busy sending their luggage back, and then they are busy with all kinds of wind and dust, and in a blink of an eye, a few days have passed. This little episode was naturally gradually forgotten.

As the students gradually came from all over the world, exchanging news about their hometown and summer travel insights, the taverns and taverns near the school also flourished for a while.

In the tavern, Cheng Qi's adventures in the Western Regions were naturally popular, a few glasses of wine were down, and they talked about everything with a nose and an eye, and soon a large group of people gathered around them, and it was a few days down. The happiest is actually Hua Fangfu, the Minister of Personnel of the Self-Help Association - this club, which has not done anything serious since its opening, has sprung up in this year's recruitment activities and has become a popular choice.

"Now we have more than 300 members." Hua Fangfu happily put a membership registration book on the wine table: "A few big guys, shouldn't we organize some activities to enhance collective reunion?" ”

Well, pull the team and engage in team building, and the next step is to sell Amway and take the path of the MLM empire. Cheng Qi seemed to see the mountains of gold and silver beckoning to him, but Huang Yang happily dragged him out of the beautiful dream of making a fortune:

"yes, what's a hot topic right now? Will we continue to follow the line of education based on the combination of workers and peasants, or will we prepare to start marching into parliament to win a parliamentary seat? Hey, how's our newspaper doing? ”

Hua Fangfu sneered: "You can still think of it, and it will stop after two or three issues." I can't run such a big stall by myself. You're back now, and you've been charged membership fees. I don't care, you can get an idea about what you were born with. ”

The three strangers looked at each other, and Cheng Qi asked cautiously: "Excuse me...... What kind of newspaper are you talking about? Why am I not impressed? ”

"Of course you're not impressed." Hua Fangfu poured herself a glass of rice wine: "The newspaper "The Truth", which we published ourselves, has published one issue after another, a total of two issues. Your magnum opus, The Condition of the Working Class in Luoyang, only begins with a ......"

Cheng Qi had completely forgotten about this pit, and at this moment, it was exposed, so he could only bow his head and drink silently.

"I remember that beginning!" Hua Fangfu recited: "Workers! I dedicate a book to you. In this book, I want to paint a picture of your condition, your sufferings and struggles, your hopes and demands, to my fellow citizens......"

She paused: "Obviously, you forgot your promise. ”

Cheng Qi blushed - I don't know if it was a few glasses of wine or what: "I didn't ...... It's just been busier lately. ”

"I'm busy touring the mountains and rivers." Hua Fangfu unceremoniously poked at him: "I won't say much about the good things you did in Huainan, after all, I heard Yuan Xue say that you still helped some poor people in the end." But what did you go to Western Xia for? Watching the excitement? Is there so much money that there is nowhere to spend it? ”

Cheng Qi felt that this friend had been brainwashed by the ascetics of Ma Zhan and Yuan Xue, how could he speak aggressively, and he had some meaning of asking for sin.

Huang Yang also put down his wine glass, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I also agree with Fang Fu's point of view, what is the goal of our Gradually Self-Help Association, to save the world and save the people, and to draw a line with the so-called Donglin gentleman. In Huainan, we fired the first shot, proving that although we are talents, we are not two-legged bookcases. Now we have that opportunity in front of us. ”

Cheng Qi and he were good friends with the same heart, and he was immediately enlightened: "Are you talking about those Liao people......" He looked left and right, and there didn't seem to be any spies around him who received five Liao coins, but he still lowered his voice: "Do we want to absorb those friends from the north to be our fellow travelers?" Now they are more dangerous than they used to be."

"Do you still remember what we said when we were in Shouzhou Mansion when we made dumplings with Yuan Xue and Ma Zhan? We must advance toward the ideal of Datong, so that the ideal world of Mengfuzi can truly be established in the world. Guo Shan also said seriously: "Where is the most brutal emperor in the world now?" In Daliao. The people there were as oppressed as they were before the Great Song Republican Revolution......"

Cheng Qi also seems to recall the happy time with Ma Zhan and Lu Wen, although they are believers of Mengfuzi on the one hand, and models of contemporary ink artists on the other, they are all intellectual young people with ideals and for their families and countries. He couldn't help but slam the table: "Since that's the case, then what else do we say, let's do it." Whether it is for the cause of prosperity or for the ideals of Datong, we now have a common goal, that is, to overthrow the evil imperial autocratic government! ”

Maybe it was because he was talking a little too loud, and suddenly there was a sudden silence in the wine house. But a moment later, the youth burst into enthusiastic cheers: "For the republic!" Cheers! ”

"In the name of the Senate and the people!"

"Liberty leads the people, Ulla!"