Chapter 169 Wu Yue
Cai Yuanpei began to plan the tasks.

He carried explosives to the Summer Palace and carried out the assassination on the route that Cixi had to pass.

At this moment, emperors of all dynasties wanted to know whether the assassination plan was successful.
[Cai Yuanpei, Huang Xing and his team hid in the Summer Palace as planned, but did not find a suitable opportunity to assassinate. Due to the exhaustion of funds, the assassination failed before it even started, and they were forced to return to the Magic City. ]

[In the same year, Wan Huafu and Zhang Shizhao, members of the assassination group, failed to assassinate the former governor of Guangxi. The assassination group was exposed and was wanted by the Qing government. Cai Yuanpei became the number one wanted target, and the members of the Restoration Society had to hide from the wind. ]

【Assassination failed! 】

The assassination failed!

Looking at these four words in the sky, emperors of all dynasties fell silent.

"This is the result I expected."

"Assassination is too difficult!"

Ying Zheng looked at the words with complicated eyes. He had experienced an assassination attempt before, so he knew how difficult this was.

Almost impossible!

Because no matter how many times you rehearse in advance, unexpected accidents will always happen when you actually take action.

Big man.

Countless Dawn people were also watching.

Looking at these people who were supposed to be born into common people like them, but were forced to embark on the road of revolution, and even gave up their bright future to become a shady assassin, he showed a complicated look.

"Oh, it's so difficult!"

"There are worries at home and troubles outside. When can we see hope?"

However, the failure of this assassination attempt was not a bad thing. At least, core members such as Cai Yuanpei, Huang Xing, and Chen Tianhua were not caught.

[Although the assassination attempt failed, the most feared thing about assassination is the psychological shadow it brings to the target. It is said that even though the assassination attempt failed, when the news reached Empress Dowager Cixi, she still broke out in a cold sweat and immediately ordered the wall of the imperial court to be rebuilt three feet higher.]

The picture quickly changed.

When the assassination group was disbanded, Cai Yuanpei let all members develop their own businesses.

Although the assassination group was disbanded, its original intention remained unchanged.

"Since ancient times, assassinations have always ended in failure. If you fail once, try a second time. If you fail a second time, try a third time. There will always be a time when you will succeed..."

At this moment, every member of the assassination team had a stern look on their faces, and were not affected at all by the failure of the assassination.

One of them, named Wu Yue, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He wanted to make a comeback next year!
[On October 10 of the same year, Empress Dowager Cixi celebrated her 10th birthday. The whole family celebrated and spent a lot of money to win her favor.]

The luxurious scene made people from all dynasties angry.

"The treasury is empty and the people are displaced. The court is already in trouble enough, and this old witch is celebrating her birthday with great fanfare?"

However, one couplet caught everyone's attention.

First couplet: Today I am lucky to visit Xiyuan, tomorrow I am lucky to visit Yihe, when will I visit Yuanmingyuan again? The bones of 400 million people are all dried up, how lucky can I be alone?

Second line: At fifty, we lost Ryukyu; at sixty, we lost Taiwan; at seventy, we lost the three northeastern provinces. The fifty thousand miles of territory is shrinking. Every birthday wish will be endless!

All the ministers in the court were horrified!!!

When the court was filled with precious treasures trying to please Cixi, the appearance of this couplet was so abrupt and eye-catching.

Every word, even every stroke, seemed to be burning with raging fire, as if every scholar was standing in front of Cixi, questioning her strongly, and every word went straight to the point of her heart!
Cixi was furious and had no mood to celebrate her birthday anymore: "Who wrote this? Who wrote this? Who on earth wrote this? This is so audacious!!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Eastern Jin Dynasty.

In a paradise where one can pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely see the southern mountains.

Tao Yuanming sat on a small boat, drinking and laughing heartily.

"At fifty, we lost Ryukyu; at sixty, we lost Taiwan; at seventy, we lost the three northeastern provinces... At the next eighty, will the country no longer be a country? Will not an inch of the vast territory belong to the Qing Dynasty?"

"Long live your life! It really is a long live your life! The finishing touch! Hahahaha..."

Tao Yuanming laughed so hard that tears were about to come out. His critical laughter was echoing throughout the Peach Blossom Spring, forming an echo that lingered for a long time.

The truly wonderful part of this couplet lies in its second half - every time Cixi celebrated her tenth birthday, she would lose a piece of territory. The fifty was Ryukyu, the sixty was Taiwan, and the seventy was the three northeastern provinces. Yet the author still uses "live a long life without boundaries" to summarize it. A true long life means no boundaries!

It really serves as the finishing touch!

Tao Yuanming couldn't help but become curious and wanted to know who wrote this wonderful couplet.
At this time, words began to appear on the list in the sky.

[After Lin Baishui, the first person to write vernacular Chinese newspapers, wrote this couplet, Zhang Binglin, who was still in prison, also heard about it and wrote a couplet, which was published in the newspaper.]

[Today I am at Nanyuan, tomorrow I am at Beihai, when will I be able to return to ancient Chang'an? Sigh, the blood and sweat of the people have all dried up, only one person is left to sing and celebrate! ]

After laughing enough and drinking all the wine in the gourd, Tao Yuanming just lay on the boat and let the stream drift with him.

He smiled and said, "Lin Baishui, his name is Lin Baishui... The literati of that era were also unique and outstanding..."

"But should I laugh or cry?"

Tao Yuanming was tired. Although he laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes, no one knew whether these tears were from laughter or from sympathy.

The Northern and Southern Jin Dynasties were already in chaos under the rule of the Sima family, with the upper beam being crooked and the lower beams being crooked.

It was because he saw through this era that he chose to resign and return to the countryside, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely viewing the southern mountains.

Full of ambition, I return to my hometown.

"But you still have hope. You have persisted to this point. Please make sure to hold on..."

While muttering, Tao Yuanming slowly closed his eyes.

"It's time to end... this dynasty."

"I saw the end of the day..."

Sui Dynasty, Kaihuang Period

Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo stood side by side, looking up at the golden list in the sky.

At this time, he had replaced the Zhou Dynasty, established the Sui Dynasty, and destroyed the Chen Dynasty. What he saw then was also such a prosperous era.

"The last glory, the last squandering..."

In the sky, the scene quickly changed.

Each dynasty saw the lavish court celebrating the Empress Dowager’s birthday, but they also saw the sad suffering of the people.

There is chaos in the country.

In order to celebrate Cixi's birthday, the Qing government emptied the national treasury and increased taxes.

[After the assassination attempt failed, the assassination group disbanded, but still received a lot of support from the public in the country. ]

After the text appears, the picture also appears.

In the dilapidated streets and alleys, a group of young children stood quietly. They were very thin, and there was confusion in their big eyes.

"Dad, Mom, can we still be saved?"

They asked about 'us', not 'our country'.

The future of the country is no longer important to them, they just want to survive.

The parents of these children are silent.

It was not the Western powers that killed them, but the Qing Dynasty itself.

The children, trembling, suddenly turned around and ran back home, and after a while, they ran out.

They held knives in their hands. "The Queen Mother of the imperial court left us without food to eat. If we kill the Queen Mother, we will have food to eat, right?"

The child's parents were horrified and rushed over, hugged their child, snatched the knife from his hand, and cried breathlessly.

But at this moment, they heard an inspiring song.

"Don't beat the drums or the gongs, listen to me sing a song to protect the country. The Chinese people are from the Huaxia ethnic group, and they have the most ethnic origins..."

"Listen carefully to my national anthem. Heaven and earth are in harmony with people. We will defeat the traitors and drive out the aliens. We will restore the Han Dynasty and laugh happily!"

"..."

More and more people saw and heard it.

A man from the Restoration Society paraded around the streets singing and bringing people together.

The melodious and easy-to-understand singing voice was not pleasant to the ear, and some words were not even pronounced standardly. But at this moment, it sounded like the most beautiful singing voice.

"It's the national anthem!"

The children's eyes brightened.

This song is a folk song that became popular last year. It was written by Zhao Sheng and is catchy.

The child sang along, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

His parents clasped their hands together, their bodies shaking with excitement.

"There is still hope, there is still hope for us..."

It was raining, but the national anthem was still resounding in the heavy rain.

The singer walked calmly in the heavy rain, without an umbrella, and sang "National Anthem" over and over again, tirelessly.

He is Wu Yue!

The assassination group was disbanded, but he did not leave. The way of assassination had long been engraved in his heart and bones.

In the sky, the inventory continues.

【China, on both sides, is experiencing a "change that has not happened in thousands of years". The end of 1904 sounded, and 1905 arrived. This year is hailed as the "beginning of a great historical change." 】

【This year, the Russo-Japanese War ended, and Tsarist Russia was defeated. The two sides signed the Treaty of Portsmouth, in which Tsarist Russia recognized Japan's political and military interests in Goryeo, and the lease rights of Shunkou, Dalian and nearby territorial waters were handed over to Japan, as well as the Kuancheng-Shunlukou railway and all rights. The two foreign countries fought on Qing territory, and the Qing Dynasty suffered the loss.】

【After the Russo-Japanese War, the domestic trend of reform and change suddenly increased. In order to cope with the trend of change, Empress Dowager Cixi announced "establishing a constitution to protect the country" and sent five ministers, Zai Ze, Duan Fang, Shao Ying, Dai Hongci, and Xu Shichang, to study constitutionalism abroad. Wu Yue decided to "kill one person to warn the rest." 】

The picture emerges.

"I would rather my people be ignorant than be slaves who are half asleep and half awake!"

The revolutionary assassin who sang the "National Anthem" was now standing in front of the court notice with anger in his eyes.

Because once the confused people wake up, they will avenge themselves to save the world, while the half-asleep slaves, who nominally "establish a constitution to protect the country", are actually nothing more than the Qing Dynasty's lackeys!

He thought of the hardships that the revolutionaries had to endure in order to survive.

He thought of the people in the slave country who were oppressed every day, had no food to eat, and froze to death on the roadside.

"We should sacrifice our own flesh and blood to warn the hundred and ten to warn the thousand!"

At this moment, Wu Yue had already put his own life and death aside.

"I wish that after my death, my one self will be transformed into millions of my selves, the former will die and the latter will take over, and I will not stop until I am all dead!"

At this moment, Wu Yue's face and appearance were deeply imprinted in the eyes of emperors of all dynasties.

They understood that they would probably never forget this person.

"It is good for future generations to be like this."

In the Southern Song Dynasty, on the edge of the Lingding Ocean, Wen Tianxiang was wearing a white robe that fluttered in the wind.

Since ancient times, true heroes have established their minds for heaven and earth, their mission for the people, inherited the unique knowledge of the sages, and brought peace to the world for all generations.

In his time, there were very few people who dared to be the first in the world, but in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, he saw too many such people.

The country is in crisis and the building is about to collapse. What does it matter if people say something insignificant? Fight with your life and blood, and rise up resolutely to save the country.

In the Great Qin, all the philosophers and schools of thought watched quietly, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

At this time, the people of Qin State were already living in dire straits, and Wu Yue's words and deeds had a profound impact on them.

"Is this the only way to establish a new country?"

"This road... seems to be a train of thought..."

"Why did he leave so resolutely?"

Tang Dynasty, Anshi Rebellion.

In order to protect the country, Yan Zhenqing resolutely took his ten-year-old son Yan Po as a hostage.

At this moment, looking at Wu Yue’s figure in the picture, my heart was deeply touched.

"I don't know where his confidence and faith come from, but I understand why he does this."

"To awaken the courage of the revolutionaries, to dispel the darkness, and to hope to see a prairie fire in the future, right?"

There was sadness in Yan Zhenqing's eyes as he muttered to himself.

And that time.

A new screen appears.

Before the assassination, Wu Yue, Zhao Sheng, and Chen Qing conspired in a small library building.

At that time, Chen Qingtong left for the Magic City before the assassination group was disbanded, and then returned to Wancheng, founded "Su Baohua", and officially devoted himself to the revolution.

After learning that Wu Yue was going to carry out the assassination plan, Chen Qingtong stopped him and wanted to carry it out for him.

Wu Yue smiled and refused.

His eyes were calm, but there was hope for the future emerging in them.

"Zhongfu, to sacrifice your life to build a republic, which is difficult? Which is easy?"

Chen Qingtong replied: "Of course the former is easy, but the latter is difficult."

"You find it difficult, but I find it easy. I can lean on the railing and listen to the wind, enjoy the snow, drink a pot of sake, and chop off a few heads as snacks. How happy is that?"

"Sir, go!"

Sing sad and heroic songs to encourage their actions!
After meeting his like-minded friends, Wu Yue also went to meet his first wife, Yan Wuwei.

"The Qing government is currently trying to deceive the people with a preparatory constitutional scam in order to prolong its existence. Five ministers will soon go abroad to study constitutionalism. I am going to Beijing this time to swear to eliminate the five thieves. I am afraid that it will be more dangerous than good. I hope my little sister will take care of herself!"

He tried to keep his tone calm, knowing that after this farewell, he might not return, and the only thing he couldn't let go of was the love of his life.

But Yan Wuwei shook his head. There was no fear on his face. Instead, he showed a sense of righteousness.

"As long as people's hearts are still alive, who wouldn't miss Han? I just regret that I am weak and sick, and I am afraid that I will be a burden to you, so I can't go with you!"

Yan Wuwei was also a person of amazing talent. She picked up her pen and excitedly composed the poem "Three Wonders"!
"I appreciate your patriotism and your willingness to save your compatriots. I feel ashamed that I have no talent to work with you. Please do not complain because of our separation."

"Who knows when we will meet again, but the pain of separation is here; who knows the good dream will be easily broken, but the foolish heart only hopes for the full moon!"

"It is enough to have such a confidante in life!"

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(End of this chapter)