…… The sound of machine guns "pounced", bullets fired at the propertied people, one-sided slaughter, massacres against the defenseless.

…… Slogan: Revolution!

…… The mob rushed forward.

…… Space is shouting. The fire is flowing. Blood is shining. The mob is fighting.

…… The cities rioted, the countryside rioted. The forests and wildernesses of Russia are rioting.

…… Everything is collapsing, and the whole country is changing like a windmill.

…… A vast empire followed.

…… The mob rose from the pool of blood.

…… Carrying a flag stained red by the blood of innocents.

…… Hurray: Victory in the struggle!

…… It's a mob victory! This is the decline of the rule of law! This is a loss of dignity! This is......

…… With the burning of a house, the flames turned red, the frightened faces of the women, and the surrounding thugs shouted and shouted, as if a new era had arrived......

With the words of the pen, at this time, Li Zhiping's heart was like the waves of the ocean vibrating a small boat, his heart was beating enthusiastically in this wave, and all that appeared in front of his eyes was chaos, just atrocities, and the decline of a country.

"These words are enough to shock everyone!"

Thinking about it, Li Zhiping laughed, as a newspaper person, he knows how to explain everything with words, he doesn't need to do any agitation, the only thing he needs is to use words to tell others what happened there, and then let people think for themselves, this is where he succeeded back then.

Of course. What's going on there, not all, the only thing he needs is selective reporting and, of course, exaggeration. For example, a soldier shoots an officer, which may be accidental, but here, it is common. Not only were the officers shot, but the officers' families were kidnapped to force the officers to give up resistance, and the soldiers loyal to the country were brutally killed by the mob. Of course, it is inevitable. The city merchants were looted, the homes of the rich were occupied, their families were bullied, in short, all he needed was through these words. Tell others what the revolution, the so-called revolution, really is.

It's a mob!

It's the blood of civilians!

It's naked atrocities!

It's an unacceptable riot!

That's enough!

Thinking of those telegrams from Russia, at this time, Li Zhiping's mind was still swirling with many great expectations, and he still had a smile on his face. He even thanked the Russian "revolutionaries" for their actions that provided him with enough material and enough imagination to use to his heart's content.

Finally. After a report was written, Li Zhiping wiped his eyes and stood up from the rattan chair.

"It should be eye-catching,"

Li Zhiping muttered to himself.

By this time, the morning had come. The sun shines beautifully on the leaves, shining with tiny scales. The wind is gently blowing. Birds sing on the roof tiles. The courtyard was paved with morning silence.

He opened the window and looked at the courtyard. But he laughed, compared to the prison in Beiping, this small mansion is like heaven, at least here, he can enjoy freedom, which can be said to be the most cherished by him now.

"Freedom!"

With a satisfied sigh, Li Zhiping then opened the door, and then stood by the door and took three deep breaths towards the blue sky. He felt that every breath of air he took in made his nerves move and wake up.

"Editor-in-Chief Li, your spirit today looks really good,"

At this time, a voice came, and a young man walked out of the next floor, the young man was drinking cold boiled water, his face was full of tiredness, but when he spoke, he had a smile on his face, Wang Zhenxun, he is a journalism graduate of Chang'an Imperial University, and he is also a reporter of this newspaper. …,

"It's not a good ......"

Li Zhiping's expression became serious, and then he replied solemnly:

"I received a few telegrams last night, and now as soon as I close my eyes, my mind is full of the contents of the telegram, sleeping, in the face of such atrocities, I don't know, who can sleep peacefully! It's really hard to imagine why people can be so cruel? When can atrocities be branded as revolutionary? ”

As he spoke, Li Zhiping struck a match and lit a cigarette, his face full of grief and indignation.

The editor-in-chief's expression only made Wang Zhenxun stunned, and then he nodded heavily and said.

"Riot is riot......"

"Nope."

Spit out smoke and shook his head, Li Zhiping said solemnly:

"Riots, if the mob controls public opinion, then the riot becomes a revolution, and in the end, a group of thugs will dominate the country, and in the process, millions of people will pay the price for their choices."

"That's okay -- at least, in our country, this can't happen -- and some people say that the army will always be loyal to the royal family, and more importantly, the vast majority of the people are loyal to the country and to Your Majesty."

Saying that, Wang Zhenxun laughed, he is a typical royalist, for the royal family, he is completely a loyal person, after the outbreak of the war, he even applied for enlistment many times, to serve the country, but his high myopia, but his dream of allegiance to the country has become a dream forever.

With all this in mind, he continued.

"To be honest, I'm really curious......"

As he spoke, he himself became a little serious.

"Those people, why did they choose to riot? Why should they betray their country? ”

The successive questions followed his questioning, and after he asked, Li Zhiping was silent for a moment, and then he said.

"It's a ...... used by many careerists"

Saying that, Li Zhiping added.

"Just like us in China, as soon as the right time comes, those political careerists will be mobilized, and they are not for the country. Not for the people, just for power! ”

"Power?"

"Yes, it's power, in this riot in Russia, everyone saw it. The State Duma, that is, the State Assembly, what are the deputies doing, they are not worried about the country, but they are doing everything possible. Why would they want to overthrow that country? Is it patriotic? ”

Shaking his head, Li Zhiping's face squeezed out a look of ridicule.

"Nope! In pursuit of more power, they overthrew the emperor and became president, prime minister, minister, and it was this political speculation that destroyed Russia. If we don't take precautions, then ......"

After a moment of silence, Li Zhiping's expression became solemn.

"Sooner or later, the same thing will happen in China!"

"Editor-in-chief, that ......"

"So. As newspaper people, what we are doing now is to sound the alarm for this country, and newspaper people must do things according to their own conscience and conscience. We want to let the people know that if they are, they are at the mercy of ambition. What will happen, we have to tell the businessmen what society will become when they are instigated by careerists. As long as we keep ringing the alarm bells...... Once careerists are exposed, they become street rats! ”

At this point, Li Zhiping looked at his watch and said.

"Alright. It's six o'clock now, so hurry up and get to work! We every day. It is our responsibility to sound the alarm for this country. ”

The editor-in-chief's words only made Wang Zhenxun's heart surge with a sense of mission, and he hurriedly responded. …,

"Well, that's our mission."

As he spoke, he shook his fist excitedly, looked at the blue sky and said.

"All my life, I have been dreaming, often waiting for such a day, waiting for the day when I will take on my mission. Now it's time for me, editor-in-chief, thank you! ”

Looking at Wang Zhenxun who was running in a hurry, Li Zhiping was stunned at first, and then suddenly laughed again.

Mission......

Thinking of the appearance of this young man, Li Zhiping felt as if he was younger, as if he was back then...... But then, his expression was dark, revolutionary,...... Was the War of Liberation a revolution?

Thinking of all this, Li Zhiping lit a cigarette again, smoked, and inhaled very hard, while pondering, he immediately recalled the things he had just thought of, originally those things, he shouldn't have thought about them, but now, after "teaching" his colleagues, there were some questions, but they involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"It's a new era ......"

He said slightly in his heart, he even compared the Manchu Qing and this country in his heart, compared to this, this country is not a new era!

The people are well-being!

Dignity for the country!

Isn't that what you're looking for? Why did you take this path back then, isn't it exactly this pursuit? -- This is the right and bright path...... Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face again.

Yes, that's right!

Even what he is doing now is correct, he is not making news, but sounding the alarm for this country, to prevent those careerists from destroying this country, back then, he once woke up a nation, and now, he will also wake up a nation!

Thinking of this, Li Zhiping looked out the window with a smile on his face: that Tianye seemed to be a blue sea, clear and smiling, and a flock of birds were flying there......

"The weather is so good."

He thought. Immediately, however, an idea crept through his brain—

"Under the blue sky there is bright red blood, atrocities, naked atrocities are ......"

Thinking of these words, his heart tightened. Then he furrowed his eyebrows, an emotion gathering in his mind, words converging in his consciousness. Finally, after finishing the emotional acetate, Li Zhiping turned around angrily, and at first glance he touched the piece of paper that was flat on the table.

On that piece of paper, the horrible truth of his usual words, a bloody fact, which at this time cried out from his soul, he went to the table, and then he prostrated himself before the desk, took the pen, dug the tip of the pen into the ink, and began to write with great enthusiasm.

He wants to write a manuscript, a manuscript that will shock the whole of China......