Treasure hunt with my sister

"Don't think so much, young people. In fact, many young people come out of here, very aggrieved. It may be that many historical events have made them unjust. It's just that people have to live, don't they? Before they were old in Beijing, they were very angry with the Manchu emperor. Shun Shun, now, we new Beijing and their old Beijing are mixed together in this Beijing city, living a life, it's better than those who are dead, those who can't survive and struggle around!" The boss said.

Jian Yumei looked at this ordinary person living in the capital, and nodded.

He knew that was how most people lived.

Such ordinary people only hope to live a good life, but if the country does not change, they will still be bullied. Once the enemy invades their country again, they will still be greeted with national humiliation, men being massacred and women being ravaged - ravaged fate.

Therefore, the hero is to bring peace to the people.

But this peace cannot be achieved by a hero alone, it needs to awaken tens of thousands of people to achieve it.

That is to say, to awaken the people, strengthen the country and the army, and shock the world, that is what a hero should do.

It's just, in this era, who is the hero.

Who can fulfill this dream?

Jian Yumei thought of the Northern Expeditionary Army who was fighting in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Are they heroes? Can they achieve the goal of strengthening the country?

If Jian Yumei believed it before seeing the man in white today, but the words of the man in white deepened Jian Yumei's doubts.

Because Jian Yumei also always felt that the Northern Expedition Army seemed unable to achieve this goal.

Because he remembered Feng Yuxiang's coup.

After Feng Yuxiang's coup, the state of the country has not changed at all, the exploitation by the big powers has not been hit, the suffering of the people at the bottom has not been eliminated, a strong national army has not been established, the pace of national construction has not been established, nothing!It was still the warlords and the rich singing and dancing, and the old things remained unchanged. In the end, Feng Yuxiang himself was driven out of Beijing by Zhang Zuolin and Wu Peifu.

After the vigorous battle of Nankou, Feng Yuxiang's army hid in Baotou and other places, and did not gather until Wuyuan pledged.

Why did the situation in Beijing not change at all at that time, there was no political program realized, and there was no change that the people desired.

This is the question that Jian Yumei often thinks about now.

Jian Yumei felt that she had a lot to learn, and he wanted to be simple, just learning kung fu, but now he felt that the older he was, the more he felt that he should make great progress in thinking.

Can no longer be muddled.

Jian Yumei felt a little confused.

What kind of society is the best society?

Still thinking about it, Jian Yumei's mind suddenly flashed the lecture of the person named **.

Jian Yumei suddenly remembered the examples that were given that day. In those examples, the most vivid descriptions of big warlords, small warlords, imperialism, capitalists, workers, and farmers were described in detail.

Class issues, national issues, it seems that he has analyzed them thoroughly.

I don’t know if Mr. Hunan is still in Guangzhou. Now that the national government has moved to Wuhan, has this government also moved to Wuhan?After all, he also has an important position in the Kuomintang.

Jian Yumei recalled that since Mr. Sun finally chose to work with these people to find his passion, he was right. When he was confused about the future of the country, shouldn't he talk to these people more? .

But for now, let's do our own thing well, Jian Yumei thought.

"Senior Sister, Xiao He, are you ready?" Jian Yumei said to Lin Li.

"Eat well, let's go!" they said.

Before Jian Yumei paid for the meal, he walked the streets of Beijing with the two girls.

The wind is blowing now, and everything is as it was many years ago.

Jian Yumei looked at the two of them and suddenly smiled.

Because he felt that for the world, they were his best wealth.

They were walking on the street, looking at the familiar street, Jian Yumei looked at Lin Li and Tie Xiaohe.

They all looked at him with smiles.

"How about we go back?" Jian Yumei said.

But Tie Xiaohe didn't recover, but Lin Li understood, and Lin Li blushed suddenly.

Lin Li didn't speak.

"Then go back!" Jian Yumei said.

"Where are you going back? Don't you want to play for a while? I'm asked to go back so early. It's hard for me to come out!" Tie Xiaohe said.

"I'm not taking you home, I'm going back to the hotel!" Jian Yumei said.

"Going to the hotel, what are you doing back?" Tie Xiaohe didn't react at first, but immediately she blushed.

"Get in the car!", Jian Yumei saw several rickshaws coming.

They got into a car one by one, and then the rickshaw rushed to the hotel.

Jian Yumei looked at the two girls in the car in front, and at the streets on both sides.

Maybe it's because memories are always overlapping. The Beijing city in front of him always makes him overlap with many cities.

Those arches one after another made him feel an ancient atmosphere, and those tall city walls made him feel like he was in an ancient era.

It was as if time traveled again, allowing him to return to Daming and Qing Dynasty.

It's just that it's neither the Ming Dynasty nor the Qing Dynasty in front of him. He knows that the Republic of China is in front of him.There are all kinds of people wearing Republican clothes everywhere.

On the street, girls in school uniforms in the style of the Republic of China, gentlemen walking in long gowns, gentlemen in suits, women in cheongsams, soldiers in military uniforms with big-brimmed hats, and coolies with short lapels all passed before our eyes.

This is the Republic of China?Jian Yumei thought in a daze.

Those warlords who occupy the ancient palaces can embezzle the country's assets into their own pockets at will. Their biggest goal is to keep their rights, compete for more territories, and marry more beautiful women. Are they the leaders of the country?

What is the value of the lives of those soldiers who died fighting in front?

Those people who worked hard in the countryside for a year but couldn't support themselves and were forced to sell their children and daughters with infinitely numb faces, where are they now?

Looking at those unkempt beggars, Jian Yumei knew that they were all people who lost everything, watching them begging there, fighting on the street for the few food and silver dollars dropped by occasional good-hearted people!Those rich people passing by were laughing and scornful.

There are also those brothel women, who are leaning on the railing and looking at the street or the distance at the moment.Maybe they are looking forward to a better business, maybe they are also thinking about their relatives and lovers far away, but at the moment their freedom is locked in these cages, no freedom, no future!

Those legends are just legends, Li Xiangjun, Liu Rushi, Chen Yuanyuan, Xiao Fengxian, the legends are just legends, and more of them are abandoned by the recipients of presbyopia, died alone with a disability, or were caught by syphilis and other diseases, and were directly killed. The mother of the brothel found someone and threw it out.It's okay to throw it on the roadside outside the city, some mothers will just throw it in a deserted place and let them fend for themselves.