The mighty Yangtze River joins Dongting Lake in Yueyang, and the four rivers of Naxiang, Zi, Yuan and Li in the south of Dongting Lake, and the water of the Yangtze River in the north is Songzi, Taiping, Lotus Pond and Tuanxian. Standing by the boat and looking out, the whole world floats on the water. The boat entered the 800-mile Dongting.

See the water is wide and the sky is wide, thousands of waves crash on the shore, groups of sand gulls soar and fall, look at it, the turtle and snake two mountains are faint in the water-colored blue air. The towering Yellow Crane Tower on the riverbank also seems to be swaying with the tilt of the ship. In the face of this small Jiangtian, Song Jiaoren washed away many of his thoughts, and couldn't help but breathe.

Huang Xing, who was beside him, suddenly pointed to the dock on the other side and said.

"Look, fisherman! That's Yueyang Tower! ”

"Hmm." An imperceptible smile crossed Song Jiaoren's face.

When the two were talking and laughing, Lan Tianwei frowned, and at this moment, a sailor walked over.

"Guest officer, the ship has arrived in Yuezhou City. I'm here today, and the boat is still four hours away. It's still early, do you want to go ashore and relax? ”

Although this 100-ton river ship is a ship of the Yangtze River Shipping Company, a subsidiary of the industrial company, it still has to follow a plain route here, and this "Xiangjie" river ship runs from Shanghai to Changsha, during which it needs to dock at various ports to disembark goods.

"Brother Keqiang, Fisherman, what do you think!"

Lan Tianwei inquired about the meaning of the two, and after Song Jiaoren and Huang Xing nodded, the three of them walked out of the gangplank and went ashore, and two servants dressed up followed closely behind.

"Boss." Following behind Lan Tianwei, Jing Zhuang shouted softly.

"Mr. Zhang is waiting for you in Yueyang Tower!"

Lan Tianwei nodded, turning her head to look at the two people beside her.

Jing Zhuang suddenly said something at this meeting.

"Boss, there is Yueyang Tower in front, you can go up and eat something! You haven't had a good meal these days. ”

There was no sound, just a slight nod. After the boat entered Dongting Lake, Lan Tianwei's mood began to calm down. But when he looked up at the Yueyang Tower in front of him, which was known as the "World Tower", he couldn't help frowning again.

This is his first visit to Yueyang Tower, and in his mind, Yueyang Tower is so majestic and magnificent, and the spirit is extraordinary! The heart of the road he towards the organic Bing upstairs tour, watch Fan Zhongyan recite the eternal "Yueyang Tower", enjoy the smoke outside the building of the vast eight hundred miles of Dongting.

Reciting a sentence in my heart, "the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world", Lan Tianwei can't help but be full of pride, Top Ambition, this life will take Fan Wenzhenggong as an example, do a fierce and vigorous career, go down in history!

But when I walked to the front of Yueyang Tower, I saw that the paint of Yueyang Tower was peeling, the eaves were grassy, dull, and there were few people, and there was no such prosperous scene as in the past. Lan Tianwei couldn't help but feel strange.

"Now, who has Yaxing here!"

Seeing that Lan Tianwei's face showed some surprise, Song Jiaoren sighed lightly, he and Huang Xing are from Hunan, and they know that this Yueyang Tower has long been destroyed, Lan Tianwei nodded, and went directly to the second floor, picked a clean seat near the lake and sat down, Jing Zhuang and another person sat opposite.

As soon as he sat down, Xiao Er came over with a smile on his face, and asked politely while wiping the table.

"Uncle, what do you want?" Without waiting for an answer, he continued.

"Xiaolou has freshly slaughtered tender cattle, live carp that has just come out of the lake, golden turtles from Junshan in the pond, Wang Ba from Luoshan, and 'Lu Xian drunk' who is extremely strong and fragrant. Li Taibai drank this wine back then, and praised it in Xiaolou: "Baling is infinitely good, drunk and kills Dongting Qiu." "......" Xiao Er was talking happily, but a man in his forties wore a long shirt and led the two of them upstairs. As soon as the man went upstairs, the little two even stopped his voice, walked over to the man, first called a thousand, and then said respectfully.

"Master Zu is here, Shunzi is slow to slack off Master Zu, it's really ......"

"That's it! Junko! ”

Seeing this little er's appearance, Zhang Renkui first laughed, and then waved his hand, he looked at the few people on the side of the building, and his face was solemn.

"Shunzi, don't make any meat dishes, get some vegetarian dishes, dried tofu from Hengshan, bundled chicken from Changde, magnolia slices from Xiangxi, golden needles from Baoqing, white fungus from Guzhang, Xianglian from Hengzhou, mushrooms from Jiuzhi Mountain, etc.!"

The names of these dishes, Lan Tianwei and others felt very comfortable when they heard them. I have lived in Yanjing for more than ten years, and I often think of the local products of my hometown. Just when he wanted to give an order to Xiao Er, the strong man said something.

"Pick up four plates of fresh and tender fried dishes, and then beat two catties of rice wine."

With that, Zhang Renkui hugged his fist at the other tables of guests on the second floor.

"Zhang is here to do things today, and I ask a few likes to avoid it first! Today's account of this meal is recorded on Zhang! ”

With arrogance in his words, when the guests who looked like gentry and scholars heard this, they hurriedly got up and saluted, and only said "Kui Ye is busy, how can a little money make Kui Ye break the bank" and went downstairs.

Zhang, Kuiye! Listening to the titles of those people, Lan Tianwei, Song Jiaoren, and Huang Xing glanced at each other, and knew that this man was probably Zhang Dalongtou of the Hong Han Club, and I heard that he was the concierge of Mr.

And Xiao Er, who was standing next to him, saw that Lan Tianwei and his party had not left, and was about to say it, but Zhang Renkui walked a few steps forward, hugged his fist with his hand, stretched his arm forward, and did not move his arm or shake his hand in a Han-style arch. The three of them hurriedly got up and returned a hand, the etiquette of the Honghan Club is all Han etiquette, and the three of them are also customary.

"Renkui has been waiting for the three of them for a long time!"

Zhang Renkui smiled, he was sent to Hunan half a year ago, and after waiting for half a year, he finally saw someone sent from home.

"Brother Jinghu for a long time, I am really fortunate to see it today!"

"You guys, please be seated!"

Zhang Renkui asked for it, and after Lan Tianwei, Song Jiaoren, and Huang Xing sat down, he sat down, and the two people he brought were standing at the entrance of the second floor, and just as the three of them were sitting, Xiao Er had already served a few plates of Xiao Leng.

"Brother Jinghu, I don't know how to prepare at the moment?"

Lan Tianwei took a sip of wine before asking about business.

"Everything is ready, Changsha, Yuezhou, Hengyang, Baoqing, Changde five places need to be armed with weapons has been exported to the five Huangpu schools a month ago, three thousand Huangpu students in the five places can be helped, today the three gentlemen have arrived in Hunan, Renkui can gather the party leaders from all over the country to discuss major matters."

Zhang Renkui's tone seemed relaxed, but he was the only one who knew the suffering in the Hunan Liaison Association in the past six months.

The three of them nodded, and Huang Xing raised his glass and saluted Zhang Renkui.

"Brother Jinghu, this wine is a tribute to you, if he recovers the nation, Brother Jinghu can be the first hero of Hunan's recovery!"

Huang Xing said all from the bottom of his heart, as a native of Hunan, he knew the meaning of Hunan's preemptive recovery, and the success or failure of the three of them was to borrow the shadow of others.

"Renkui doesn't dare to take credit, it's all arranged by the young master!"

When the credit was cleared in one word, Zhang Renkui took a sip of light and tasteless rice wine.

"I don't know how many soldiers the three brought this time!"

"One battalion, eight hundred and sixty-five men!"

Lan Tianwei gave a figure that was not too much, the strength of the Guangfu Army was limited, and multiple provinces were launched at the same time, making it impossible for the Guangfu Army to gather troops in one place.

"Eight hundred...... Well! There is no new army in Hunan, among the five green battalions, three percent are party members, and half of them are into the Honghan Society, and the green battalion is not to be feared, only the two battalions of eight banners in Changsha and Yuezhou can be stubborn enemies! ”

Zhang Renkui said with a deep voice, listening to him carrying Mancheng and the Eight Banners, Lan Tianwei, Song Jiaoren, and Huang Xing frowned, all provinces, provincial capitals, prefectures and counties across the country have Manchurian cities, Mancheng is the stronghold of Manchurian colonists, and this Manchurian is the military camp used by Manchu to suppress the people everywhere.

On one side of the city is the school barracks of the Manchu banner soldiers, on the other hand, it is their families, from the Manchurian entry, the city is forbidden to Han people to enter, even if it is the governor of various places, not in the flag can not enter the city, that is, in the banner has no right to intervene in the affairs of the city, once the incident starts, the Manchu banner soldiers will fight to the death.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners may not fight to the death against foreigners, but this time it is a battle of recovery, not to mention the soldiers of the Eight Banners, even the women and children in the city will resist to the death, after all...... Lan Tianwei took a sip of tea, picked up the teacup thoughtfully, and looked out the window at the lake. The sun shines on the lake, shining with golden light. In the distance, patches of white sails are cruising. At the pole, there was a faint black shadow. He knew that it was Junshan. Nearby, wooden rafts are moored along the shore of the lake. Most of these timbers come from the mountainous areas of southern Hunan, and after being tied in rows, they drift along the Xiangjiang River, cross Dongting Lake, enter the Yangtze River, and then drift as far as Wuchang, Jiangning, Shanghai and other places. The person who puts the row is called the row guest. The paimen float on the water all year round and make their homes on the pao. The rows were made of cedar bark to make small sheds, and the families lived in them.

The wind suddenly rose on the surface of the lake, and the sky was full of dark clouds, as if it was going to rain. The surface of the lake, which was as calm as a mirror just a moment ago, suddenly rolled in waves. The wind is blowing stronger and stronger, the waves are rolling higher and higher, and the wooden rafts on the lake are rising and falling with the waves, and several wooden rafts not far from the shore are quickly approaching the lake. Heavy rain poured down, the rain was fierce and the wind was fierce, and the docile Dongting Lake suddenly turned into a raging dragon.

Sitting upstairs, looking at Dongting Lake, which seems to be a wild dragon in the wind and rain, listening to the swaying sound of this Yueyang Tower in the wind, I wonder if this thousand-year-old building will be crushed by this storm? Perhaps this storm is a sign that this Xiangtan land is about to set off an unprecedented storm.

"Restore the Han nationality, return my rivers and mountains, promise the country with your body, and retire after success!"

Whispering about the purpose of the Restoration Society, Lan Tianwei's eyes stared at the eight-hundred-mile cave court that seemed to be like a mad dragon.

"The restoration of the nation will be bloodshed and sacrificed! It's not just words, it's not just about it, it's about shedding not only the blood of the aspirants, but also the blood of the Manchurian colonists! ”

Blood will always be shed, whether it is the blood of a man of aspiration or the blood of a captive!

Rain, spring rain, spring rain, thin rain like the soft tips of hair on the pillow. A few weeping willows beside the riverbank, have bloomed poplar flowers, the slender rain silk has hit the poplar flowers in a place, the poplar flowers float on the surface of the Xiangjiang River a little bit, flow north along the stream, on the Yulong Continent in the Xiangjiang River, there are dozens of tiled houses with blue bricks and blue tile glass windows, this is where Xiangtan School is located, Xiangtan School is located on the island, one is because of the beauty of the island, and the other is to let students stay away from the prosperity of the provincial capital and study with peace of mind.

"Recovery, when it is recovered, it is also the blood that restains this terracotta!"

In a classroom in Xiangtan Academy, Huang Duqiu's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

When the students sat on the stage and listened to the teacher on the stage speak of this sentence, there was just a burst of blood boiling, bloodshed, they were not afraid, and even bloodshed was their expectation.

"When I was at the Whampoa Military Academy, when I graduated, Mr. Yu wrote on the blackboard......"

National Force!

After turning around and writing these four words on the blackboard, he once again leaned on the podium and looked at the students in front of him, Huang Duqiu felt as if he had returned to Huangpu.

"Sir, the force of the nation is a barrier to the survival of this nation! It's a pity that since the death of the Ming Dynasty, there is no national force in my land of China, and some are just the iron hooves and minions of foreign races! ”

The teacher's words made these students frown, and what the teacher said was the truth, how can China be so big that it has the force of a nation.

"Now, you are the national armed forces that have once again appeared on this land after the disappearance of the armed forces of the Chinese nation for 260 years!"

Surprise, joy, and rightful well-being welled up on the faces of these students.

Standing outside the window, Lan Tianwei and his entourage looked at these excited students in the classroom through the window, some of these students were no more than fifteen or sixteen, and the elders were only ten **, their eyes were full of eyes eager to dedicate themselves and look forward to the future, and Lan Tianwei's expression became more serious.

"Xiangtan School is the first branch of Huangpu School in Hunan, when it was first opened two years ago, there were less than 100 students, and now there are as many as 693 students and as many as 1,326 graduates."

Liu Kuiyi, who followed behind Lan Tianwei, said softly on the side, he was one of the twelve Xiangtan students in the first phase of Huangpu students, and one of the six people who returned to the province to run a school, this Xiangtan school embodies his hard work, although the school has given tens of thousands of yuan in funds, in order to expand the influence of the school, he even sold his property last year to found the "Xiangtan Journal".

"In early autumn, enrollment will start again, and I believe that at least 1,200 students can be enrolled!"

"Linsheng, if every Huangpu branch is like Xiangtan School, then the major event of recovery can be determined!"

Lan Tianwei praised it, knowing that if the branch school can be built on such a scale, I am afraid that there is only one Xiangtan School.

In the spring rain, a group of six people walked along the path paved with broken bricks to the backyard of the school, and Liu pointed to a few rows of houses.

"Ji Hao, if you need it, the officers and soldiers of the Liberation Army can be stationed here, this is the dormitory and classroom built by today's enrollment, and the place is enough."

"Where's the armory!"

Lan Tianwei didn't care where the battalion of the Guangfu Army lived, they would come to Changsha in batches, this Jade Dragon Continent was purchased by Xiangtan School, and even if it was a tent to live in a tent, it would not be impossible.

"Here please!"

With their hands in hand, the six of them turned a few corners and came to the corner of the school.

"This is a dormitory for faculty and staff, and all the students who live here are Whampoa students. You can see it from the corner tower over there, so there will be no problem with security. ”

Liu Kuiyi walked to the door of a room during the introduction, took the key and opened the door, which is a large tube room with six rooms connected together, and the room is padded with red bricks, and the red bricks are paved with wooden shelves, and the wooden shelves are crates.

"Over the years, all the ordnance transported by the colonel has been hidden in this warehouse, and 5,00......0 German rifles have been made."

Liu Kuiyi introduced, but Lan Tianwei opened a crate, lifted the oil paper in the box, and took out a shiny rifle, this rifle is a weapon ordered by the commander-in-chief through a foreign bank, the caliber is the same as the ammunition used by the Liberation Army, and the weapons that are exported to the Huangpu schools and the party in various provinces are all this kind of weapon, and the participating parties have a lot of light and heavy machine guns and mortars compared with the schools, like the Xiangtan school and six 75mm Krupp mountain guns.

When the group returned to Liu Kuiyi's dormitory from the armory, as soon as he sat down, Liu Kuiyi took out a thick stack of reports, which he had reported to the school many times, but had not received any approval.

“…… For the recovery of the nation, the military and academic circles of the solid non-movement are not attacked, and if they want to send and receive difficult and quick results, it is advisable to use the Elders' Association. They were united in their opposition to the Manchus, and they enforced the law well......"

"The party is not reliable, it is mixed and its strength is scattered, and relying on the party will inevitably lead to a poor organization, and if it is mixed in by the scum of the party, then the plan for recovery may fall short."

On the Yueyang floor that day, although Lan Tianwei talked with Zhang Renkui for several hours, he also transferred Mr. 's request, and he would never contact the party in a big way until it was launched.

"Yes...... If it is only based on the students of Xiangtan School, I am afraid that ......"

His heart sank, and Liu Kuiyi frowned.

"It's just that they don't contact them for the time being, and since the incident started, since someone contacted the party in various places, in Changsha, Yuezhou, Hengyang, Baoqing, and Changde, they are mainly based on the school student army, and the party will be assisted by the party, and it will be launched at the same time.

When Huang Xingmu was expecting the arrival of the recovery, Lan Tianwei was thinking about the recovery plan he heard on Tanhu Island in his heart, according to which the uprising in Hunan was nothing more than a bait, regardless of the success or failure of the Hunan uprising, in the end, it was necessary to face the counterattack of the Qing army in Huguang, Liangjiang and Liangguang.

"Hunan is the land of four wars, once the Qing army in the provinces is about to counterattack, when the Qing army in the provinces is mobilized, the provinces can take Jiangning as a letter, and at the same time send difficulties, and the recovery plan can be determined!"

"Is the time for the uprising set?"

Liu Kuai asked in a low voice, but Lan Tianwei, Huang Xing, and Song Jiaoren just laughed.

"The time is set by the General Staff, and the reason why I came to Hunan now is to prepare in advance!"

"Hehe, I'm just in a hurry, in the past few years, I've been waiting for it, I'm waiting for that day!"

"Everyone is waiting for that day, and the first cannon of Guangfu will start from here!"

Standing by the window, the blue sky looked at the distant camp, which was very suitable for artillery positions, in fact, all Whampoa schools in various places have a map based on the school's camp, which details the location of the key places from the revolution.

"What we're waiting for now is a signal!"

(To be continued)