Huang Xing's assassination shocked the country. Whether it was President Yuan in Beijing or Sun Wen and others who were still in Japan, they were extremely shocked by the incident. Telegrams from all over the country flew to Shanghai like snowflakes. Especially President Yuan, Zhao

The Prime Minister and other government dignitaries even sent stern telegrams to Jiangsu Governor Cheng Dequan and local ministries to quickly arrest the culprits and deal with them strictly in accordance with the law to maintain national discipline! At the same time, various rumors and gossip outside were flying all over the place, true or false.

It is said that a well-informed person reported to the patrol room that Samurai Ying and Ying Kuicheng were just small pawns in this case, and that the Secretary of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Hong Shuzu, was involved behind the scenes. As for Hong Shuzu's backside...etc., there are all kinds of things.

Fang Zida, who was quietly hiding on Leishangda Road, avoided all this leisurely. He just walked around in the small garden every day, basking in the sun, reading newspapers, drinking Longjing, or meeting Song Jiaoren who took the time to come over.

Liao Zhongkai and others chatted. Fang Zida was a little reluctant to let go of these historical celebrities at first, but as time went by, he got used to it. Moreover, everyone was not far apart in age and had similar personalities. Fang Zida got close to them.

Chatting like good friends, almost talking about everything in the world, this kind of happy life of bragging and spanking is not bad at all.

A few days later, former KMT Prime Minister Sun Wen hurried back to Shanghai from Japan and presided over Huang Xing's funeral together with the current acting chairman Song Jiaoren. People from all walks of life who could not come also sent condolence messages, including some important government officials.

He also asked someone to send a wreath or sent an agent to attend. On that day, Fang Zida was also invited by Song Jiaoren and others to send a wreath to Huang Xing.

Everyone was grieving, and the atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing. Except for the celebrities and government officials who attended the funeral and wore long robes, mandarin jackets, and suits, the KMT people present were all wearing the same black student uniforms, with white flowers on their chests, and stood solemnly. If they wore them again,

Putting on a pair of sunglasses, Fang Zida felt like he was at the funeral of a modern society boss. When Huang Xing's coffin was slowly being buried, there were even more people crying. Sun Wen, who was standing in front of Song Jiaoren, even shed tears.

His face was full of tears and he couldn't stop crying.

"We killed Wu Luzhen the year before last, Zhang Zhenwu last year, and Huang Keqiang this year; you said it was Ying Guixin, he said it was Hong Shuzu, and I said it was indeed Yuan Shikai!" When the soil was sealed, several people suddenly rushed out, leading the way and beating the grave.

Fang Zida was crying with his chest dropped, and he recognized that the leader was Chen Qimei. At this time, Song Jiaoren frowned, and Sun Wen beside him nodded slightly with a solemn expression.

"Masters! Brother Keqiang has unfortunately suffered such a catastrophe. The matter has come to this, so we can only raise troops! Yuan Shikai is the president. The assassination of the president cannot be solved by law. The only solution that can be solved is by force! The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to

Work hard! Our revolutions overthrew the Manchus one after another, and only then did the Republic of China come into being. But now we have to have another revolution, and use the fighting spirit of the revolution to protect the orthodoxy of China and the righteousness of the nation! Brother Keqiang died before he left the army.

, the great achievements of heroic spirits are still not far away, and the awe-inspiring righteousness descends on the world...!"

Sun Wen's sudden attack on the spot stunned everyone. Except for Chen Qimei, who had already stood up, and a few others who loudly supported and strongly agreed, most people were either stunned on the spot, or hurriedly dissuaded them. Now that the peace talks between the North and the South have just been concluded,

The government's provisional agreement has been finalized, and KMT is about to go north to form a cabinet. Mr. Sun must not be so impulsive. Especially Liao Zhongkai, Hu Hanmin, Yu Youren and others have tried hard to persuade each other: "Now the details of the Keqiang case are not clear, and the legal solution is

It is still in progress, and we must not start the war lightly." As for those who came to watch the ceremony, some were extremely shocked, some were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and some even left in a hurry, and the whole scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Yixian, brother Keqiang is dead and his heart is broken, but there is no use of force!" Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Song Jiaoren, as the acting chairman, quickly stepped forward and persuaded loudly.

"Dunchu! Isn't the difficulty of conquering strength not enough to prove it? Wake up, Dunchu! Don't you still have illusions about the murderers in Beijing?" Sun Wen was angry when the stick in his hand was pressed down hard.

Awe-inspiring, he raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Brother Yixian, this case is complicated and confusing. Is it too hasty to identify Yuan Xiangcheng as the murderer based on just a few guesses? What's more, even if it is Yuan Xiangcheng's crime, does it have to be solved by force? Now that the Republic of China was founded, the Republic was hard-won.

The foundation of the Chinese nation is not stable and all industries are waiting for prosperity. We must not start war lightly." Song Jiaoren sincerely advised: "If the war between the north and the south begins, it will mean that China will be devastated and the people will be displaced. And we are waiting for the day of constitutional government.

It will be far away in the future. Now there are foreign powers eyeing it, and there are internal worries that have not yet been resolved. How will China rise again? Even Brother Keqiang’s spirit in heaven will not be willing to agree. In my opinion, this matter should be left to the law first.

We will solve it on the way. I will wait until I carefully investigate the truth before making a decision. Think twice! Think twice, Yixian!"

"Hmph! One thing for you and another for the right. After Brother Dunchu has said so much, I'm afraid he still can't bear to be the prime minister, right?" Before Sun Wen could say anything, Chen Qimei sneered at the side and said: "Aren't you afraid that you will not only do it?

If you don’t become prime minister, will you become the next Huang Keqiang?”

"You have no fear of death!" Song Jiaoren patted his chest and replied loudly without hesitation: "The Six Gentlemen shed blood before the reform, and countless revolutionary comrades followed after me. Now Brother Keqiang is sleeping here again. We and other party members

Why should we be afraid of death during the revolution? It’s just for the sake of being a citizen! Even death can’t take away our ambition!”

Chen Qimei's face turned red and she was about to retort, but Sun Wen raised his hand to stop him, looking at Song Jiaoren with clear eyes and a firm expression: "Dunchu, Dunchu... do you think it is possible to conspire with Tiger and Wolf?

Childish! Really childish!" As soon as he finished speaking, he snorted, turned around and walked away. As soon as Sun Wen left, Chen Qimei and others quickly followed. The rest of the KMT people present looked at each other in disbelief, and after hesitating for a moment, they chased after him one by one.

That night, Song Jiaoren came to Leishangda Road tiredly. He saw Fang Zida sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. He sat down with a forced smile and asked apologetically: "Mr. Keqiang's funeral is over today. I'll wait for you."

We are planning to continue our journey north the day after tomorrow, but I wonder what Brother Zhangming plans to do?"

"Brother Dunchu is going north the next day? What about Mr. Zhongshan..." Fang Zida put down the newspaper and asked in surprise.

"Ignore him!" Song Jiaoren waved his hand, took the cigarette from Fang Zida and started lighting it: "Yixian has always been too impulsive in doing things. That's not how politics is done. What's more, after the Keqiang incident, the hearts of the whole country were floating, and all parties

People are even more panic-stricken. I am afraid that what happened today has spread throughout the world. At this moment, I must go north as soon as possible to calm people's hearts."

"But based on Mr. Zhongshan's prestige in your party... just in case... for the sake of caution, I feel that even if Brother Dunchu wants to go north, he must have a good talk with Mr. Zhongshan first. It won't be too late to set off after both parties reach an agreement."

Fang Zida sighed for a moment and then advised him kindly.

"No need! I'm still the chairman of kmt!" It seemed that after the funeral, their party had another quarrel over Sun Wen's proposal to solve the problem by force. Song Jiaoren, who was a little angry, lost his temper and took a few sharp breaths.

After smoking, he slowly calmed down again, thought about it carefully and sighed: "Okay, let me have a good talk with Yixian again."
Chapter completed!