Dynasties watched the founding of the modern nation, and the emperors were shocked

Chapter 117

Datang.

Li Shimin stood in front of the palace, looking at the picture that appeared in the sky, and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly turned around and asked Wei Zheng behind him, "Wei Aiqing, what do you think will be the fate of this country? Will they be victorious?"

What is presented in the canopy is the picture of Chen Zhongfu being imprisoned, but what Li Shimin asked is the fate of China in the future.

He has long bound Chen Zhongfu's fate to the fate of a country.

Chen Zhongfu is the torchbearer of the present era.

Wei Zheng was silent for a while, did not speak, but closed his eyes.

His face changed slightly.

He was also thinking slightly.

"It's too tragic, generations are not sacrificed, not imprisoned, crossing the river by feeling the stones, but there is an abyss under their feet..."

Wei Zheng, his voice muttered.

"But some people have done a good job of enlightenment, feeding themselves with their bodies, and blowing up the consciousness of an era.

"You will see the light. "

......

In the canopy, the scene of the prison continues.

A white light was dazzling, but Chen Zhongfu's expression was very calm.

"You are challenging power, and there will be no good results!"

"Is justice and truth really so important?"

In the cell, Wu Bingxiang, the director of the Patrol and Arrest Department, personally interrogated Chen Zhongfu.

He knew the weight of Chen Zhongfu, and did not use the death penalty, but looked at the literati in front of him with a smile.

Dressed in a black cedar, even in prison, his back is still straight.

"It's important, at least more important than the chair under Director Wu's buttocks.

Chen Zhongfu just smiled.

Hearing this, Wu Bingxiang's eyes were cold, and he narrowed dangerously.

As a result, one official and one citizen competed.

"I am a citizen of China, and I have not violated any laws and regulations, so why be afraid?"

Chen Zhongfu's face was calm, and his words were bold and relaxed.

Wu Bingxiang smiled warmly: "Whether you have committed a crime or not is up to the law, not by you, Chen Zhongfu himself." "

Bang dang!"

Chen Zhongfu was imprisoned.

The detention center is dark, full of torture, beatings, and chaos.

Chen Zhongfu calmly walked into the prison, standing with his hands in his hands and his back straight.

It is strange that the originally noisy and chaotic prison suddenly became quiet after Chen Zhongfu arrived.

Because the prisoners knew him - he was the founder of "New Youth", Mr. Zhongfu.

Seeing this scene, Wu Bingxiang's face was not happy, on the contrary, it was full of worry.

He had just taken a step when a loud singing voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"On March 7, it rained on Shahu Road.

"The rain gear goes first, and the peers are all embarrassed, and the rest is unaware. "

It's been clear, so I made it. It

was Su Shi, the great writer of the Northern Song Dynasty, who wrote "Fixing the Storm"!

The opera was heroic and resounded throughout the prison.

Wu Bingxiang's face changed suddenly, and there was uncontrollable panic in his eyes.

"Quick! Let him stop singing, but he can't be tortured!" several

jailers rushed over and slammed the prison door with their batons.

But Chen Zhongfu continued to sing as if he hadn't seen it, and his voice was even louder!

" Don't listen to the sound of Lin beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. "

Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?"

"A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Pingsheng!" The

sound of the opera penetrated powerfully, as if the obsession penetrated into the bones, soaring into the sky.

The mortals in the prison heard it, and their eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Wu Bingxiang looked at the tall figure in the prison, and his face was extremely frightened.

There was a touch of moonlight shining through the window, shining on Chen Zhongfu's body, like a layer of moonlight.

As soon as the song was finished, the streets were filled with the sound of righteous indignation and awakening, and he had a smile on his face.

"Yes, that's it, I'm in prison, but there will be waves outside!"

[In this era, some people want to burn themselves in exchange for this thunderous dynasty.

[Some people can do the feat of promoting an era by one person. Accompanied

by the text, a new picture emerges.

The newspaper boy was barefoot and ran wild in the streets.

The information disseminated was the news of Chen Zhongfu's imprisonment.

"Mr. Zhongfu has been arrested, official, how dare you?"

The students took the newspaper and gathered together, everyone clenching their fists.

A Chamber of Commerce.

The merchants also bought a new issue of the newspaper and learned of Mr. Zhongfu's imprisonment.

"Bang dang!"

was so shocked that they knocked over the teacups, and the tea flowed all over the ground.

Mr. Zhongfu called on all strata to lead a correct path, but in the end, he ended up with such a result. Finally

,

the streets and alleys of the capital were talking about the news of Mr. Zhongfu's arrest.

Shock, anger, disappointment....

These emotions appeared in the eyes of the masses.

Finally, it turned into a monstrous flame.

The warlords, the officials, have taken away the people who led them.

"Mr. Zhongfu was arrested for leading us, we have to find a way to save him!" a

worker shouted angrily as he gathered the workers together.

The picture changes.

The students of the major schools rioted again, and one by one they rushed to the streets.

Ran to the door of the patrol hall and shouted with his fist:

"Let Mr. Chen go!" "Let Mr. Chen go!" "Let Mr. Chen go! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will strike and quit!"

A louder voice sounded.

The workers even joined in the petition!

The businessmen put up banners one by one with a few big red characters written on them: "Release Mr. Chen, Save My China!"

All major shops closed their doors and stopped work one after another.

It even infiltrated the people of Dawn.

A simple woman in sackcloth, with two children who had just learned to speak, cried to the police officers who came to maintain order.

She cried bitterly: "What did Mr. Chen do wrong? You will arrest him?"

"Mr. Chen, it's just for us to petition!"

"Woo woo woo..."

The two children didn't understand anything, but they also started crying.

The other side.

More than a dozen workers ran to the door of the patrol hall to make trouble.

Scarlet eyes: "I'm the one who makes trouble, arrest us! We are willing to exchange Mr. Chen!"

It's messed up.

The world is in chaos.

When the warlords and officials got the news, they were stupid.

This had never happened before—it was just a matter of arresting one person, and how could it cause the anger of the crowd?

When they came to the window, they saw for the first time that so many classes were gathered together.

Students, workers, merchants, and even spontaneous militias...

However, this is just the beginning.

In the canopy, words emerge.

[Rescues are being carried out all over the country, and Hu Nan and Jincheng are not lagging behind. [

An article was published in the "Xiangjiang Review": "The Rescue of the Arrested"!]

The picture appeared.

Since returning to Hunan, young people have always paid close attention to the dynamics of the capital.

When he learned that Mr. Zhongfu was in prison, those eyes that were always warm were rarely filled with surging anger.

He knew that he could not wait, and the two gentlemen did their best to make the path suitable for this nation appear.

How can he be imprisoned

like this?

He wants to be rescued! He wants to

put pressure on him!

He wants so badly to see what the future of this nation looks like!