When Qiao Yu was inspecting, he suddenly received a secret report, and when he opened it, he saw that it was the news that Song Jiaoren had been killed, Song Jiaoren was shot by assassins at the Shanghai Railway Station, and all of them were sent to the hospital along with his bodyguard Luo Ying. was in the midst of emergency rescue, Qiao Yu sighed when he saw this, Song Jiaoren was still going to die after all, but Qiao Yu's heart didn't have much regret and resentment at this time.

Even if Song Jiaoren can get away with it, what can China do on the road to constitutionalism, with their ability, the most likely thing is to win China the hat of the largest open-boiled country in a few decades, and then less than one-tenth of the people enjoy the so-called open-boiled, while the rest of the people are still alive like slaves and livestock, isn't the future India an example, and even a decent industrial system cannot be established, what is there to envy.

Let China out of the decline, to become strong is countless ordinary laborers, China's foundation is created by their sweat, not the so-called Republic of China style boasted, along with Qiao Yu also Zhao Baoxuan, he has been responsible for the construction of heavy industry, this time Qiao Yu originally planned to go to Yucheng to inspect, but this kind of thing is afraid that it will not be possible.

"Song Yuchu has great ambitions, but he didn't expect to be hacked, Tao Chengzhang died last year, is it going to die this year Song Jiaoren can't do it, this constitutionalism must really be gone!" Zhao Baoxuan looked very excited.

"Lao Zhao, some people think that China's backwardness is political backwardness, in fact, I don't think it is the backwardness of industry, the agricultural society can never defeat the industrial society, no matter how huge the agricultural society looks, just like the Manchu Qing Dynasty, any great power can bully, even if the constitution is established, we may not be able to get rid of the fate of being enslaved, everything is delusional without the industrial system, I only have one sentence is empty talk to mislead the country, hard work to prosper the country!"

Zhao Baoxuan's body shook suddenly, as if he wanted to taste something from Qiao Yu's words, but there was some confusion in his mind, and at this time Qiao Yu had already turned around and left the construction site, and rushed back to Chengdu directly with his entourage.

Huang Xing and the others all knew that Song Jiaoren's surname was strong, how could he cry out in front of everyone when it was a last resort, and they knew in their hearts that it was not good, the doctor at this time had already examined Song Jiaoren's body, his face was full of embarrassment, and he wanted to pull Huang Xing out to explain his condition.

Song Jiaoren, who was on the hospital bed, suddenly shouted: "Just say it here, I want to be a ghost!" ”

Huang Xing signaled to the doctor to make it clear in front of Song Jiaoren, and the doctor had to agree: "Mr. Song's gunshot wounds have a total of two places, one on the arm and one on the back, and the back injury is just passing through the side of the spine bone, I am afraid that it has injured the internal organs, and the bleeding here is not stopping, I think it must be operated on immediately to save Mr. Song's life!" ”

"Okay, you guys go and prepare first, and save Mr. Song no matter what!" Huang Xing explained a few words, and the doctor left in a hurry, at this time Song Jiaoren's head was sweating, and he seemed to be in extreme pain.

"Keqiang, I'm in great pain, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive it, I hate only hatred and ambition is unpaid, I have three things to entrust to the public, everyone must do it!" Song Jiaoren squeezed out these few words from between his teeth, and when he heard that Song Jiaoren was about to confess his will, he hurriedly took the pen and paper!

Song Jiaoren endured the severe pain and said word by word: "First, all the books deposited in Nanjing, Yanjing and Tokyo will be donated to the Nanjing Library; Second, I am from a poor family, and my old mother is still there, if I die, please take care of Keqiang, his father-in-law and the deceased for me; The third is that you should still work hard, and fortunately do not let me suffer misfortune and cause me to retreat and abandon my national responsibilities. I want to reconcile the north and the south, and I have worked hard to avoid the mobs' forgiveness, misunderstanding my intentions, and putting me to death, and I am suffering, and I am also self-inflicted! ”

Huang Xing and others couldn't hear the meaning of Song Jiaoren's words, what is the meaning of reconciling the north and the south, what is the mob not forgiving, if Lao Yuan does it, there is no misunderstanding at all, Song Jiaoren wants to limit Lao Yuan's power, Lao Yuan naturally wants to fight back, the two sides are already opposed, how to talk about misunderstanding, it seems that Song Jiaoren's heart has identified the murderer, Huang Xing's heart is also more and more regretful, he also saw through Song Jiaoren's idea is very reasonable, most of it is his own people's secret arrows hurt people, it is precisely because of this Huang Xing's heart is so painful, He kept asking himself, is this the revolution he has pursued for half his life, is his old comrade-in-arms like his brother still the leader he identifies?

Huang Xing couldn't stop torturing his conscience, at this time Song Jiaoren was no longer able to speak, the doctor rushed over and injected him with some morphine, Song Jiaoren barely stopped the pain, but he trembled all over, and the blood on the wound did not stop, and after a while, several doctors rushed over, sent Song Jiaoren to the operating room, cut open the wound, and took out the bullet, this bullet is not big, very delicate, it seems to be a bullet from a new pistol.

Song Jiaoren had no strength at all at this time, just moaning blindly, Huang Xing and the others looked extremely uncomfortable, and after a while, Song Jiaoren seemed to have recovered some strength, and said in a sad voice: "Keqiang, send a telegram to the president for me!" ”

Huang Xing nodded in agreement, and the message was as follows:

At 10:45 a.m., at the station, he was suddenly shot from behind by a person who was annihilated, and the bullet went from the upper part of the waist to the lower part of the abdomen, which was bound to die. Ever since he was taught, he has been bound to love himself. Although he was outnumbered, he never became a private person. The government is bad, and he is reformed, but he also values humanity and abides by justice, and does not dare to have the slightest view of power. Now that the foundation of the country is not solidified, the people's well-being will not increase, and if you let go, you will die a lot. President Fu Ji is open-minded, fair-minded, and does his best to protect people's rights. If the country has an indestructible constitution, it will be said that even if it dies, it will still be the year of life. Dying lamentation, still pray for acceptance!

The telegram was barely written, Song Jiaoren fainted again, and at this time, several famous Western doctors came to consult together, only saying that the bullet had injured Song Jiaoren's intestines, and then disemboweling and washing the intestines, tossing for a long time, but the urine and urine did not stop bleeding, and the doctor said that the kidneys were injured, but at this time Song Jiaoren was exhausted and in a trance.

Huang Xing and others endured their grief and gathered in front of the hospital bed, Song Jiaoren was sent to the hospital at night, tossed for a day, and at night, Song Jiaoren barely opened his eyes, with reluctance in his eyes, and a sad and painful voice.

"Keqiang, I can't do it, I remember that Luo Ying was also injured, is he okay?"

"Don't worry, he is physically strong, there is absolutely nothing wrong with him!"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have let him go out of Sichuan with me, I hate myself for not listening to Qiao Shunqing's persuasion, I have to say today, the mantis arm is a car, I can't do it!" Song Jiaoren's voice was miserable, Huang Xing broke his ambition and grabbed Song Jiaoren's hand: "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!" ”

Song Jiaoren's body suddenly twisted for a while, and his soul returned to the heavens!

Huang Xing's heart was extremely painful at this time, and Song Jiaoren's last words seemed to have pointed the finger at the revolutionary comrades in the past, but Huang Xing still had a trace of luck in his heart, and he didn't want to believe in the cruel reality, so he just called to ask for a thorough investigation of the murderer.

In the other ward, Luo Ying had undergone surgery and took out the bullet in his chest, it stands to reason that his injury was not serious, but Luo Ying's wound at this time was like Song Jiaoren's, and he kept oozing blood, and he was unconscious.

"Sir, there is a special poison on this bullet, it's a miracle that this offspring can survive until now!"

There are different versions of Song Jiaoren's last words, and the one that Baidu arrived at felt a little distorted, and chose the version on Cai Dongfan's book.

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