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Chapter 132 Letter to the Bus

Updated: 2012-07-29

There is another chapter at midnight. Brothers, please help me to make the list, so that the little insect can explode violently.

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Suddenly, a thunderbolt broke out on a sunny day and he received a telegram from the Military Affairs Office, saying that Wei Jichen was assassinated by Japanese people and unfortunately died. Guangxu immediately cried out and said to his left and right: "I have lost a beloved general, the court has lost a talent for a pillar of the country, and my Qing Dynasty has lost a minister who can enter the center."

Guangxu was sad and immediately issued an order to posthumously award the title of Prince Shaobao of the Pre-Governor Wei Jichen, and according to the case of the death of the admiral, the posthumous title of Zhongjie, his life, military achievements and death, and his death were published. He also allowed to establish a special temple in the province of meritorious service, the place of death and his hometown - Shengjing, Haicheng, and Tianjin.

When Cixi received the news of Wei Jichen's death, she was tired of listening to the opera and drinking tea in the Yangxin Palace while asking Li Lianying to massage her back and legs.

When she recovered from her spirits, she wanted to go and see when she was juggling.

The Military Affairs Office sent a telegram, which was jointly issued by Ma Jinxu, Nie Guilin and others: "After the Japanese occupied Ximu City, I actively planned a counterattack under the leadership of the military affairs assistant Wei Jichen, and prepared to recover the lost territory. The Japanese were frightened and panicked. At this important moment, the Japanese used despicable means to assassinate General Wei and buried him in Haicheng. Finally, they succeeded. General Wei died before he could succeed. I was sad and heartbroken."

After reading this telegram, Cixi no longer had the intention to listen to the opera. She immediately entered the palace by Prince Gong, Sun Yuwen and Xu Yongyi, the three ministers of the Xuan Military Affairs Office.

The three ministers naturally knew what was going on. All three of them had read the telegram, and they were silent for a long time.

"The situation on the front line is not good. Wei Jichen lost his life at the hands of the Japanese before he recovered Ximucheng. As the central minister, can you sleep well?" Cixi closed her eyes and sighed a long sigh.

"I am planning for the critical state affairs day and night, and I hope to have a turning point. Wei Jichen unfortunately died. I believe that the emergency sent by Heilongjiang general Yiketang and Jilin general Changshun to Haicheng to continue Wei Jichen's counterattack strategy. Mucheng must be restored. Before that, all armies should be prepared for defense." Prince Gong, Sun Yuwen and Xu Yongyi shouted in unison.

They had already thought about countermeasures before entering the palace. When Cixi asked, she naturally felt unhappy and had a word in her mouth.

Cixi could not see any joy and anger on her face, and she opened her eyes for a while and said, "It's over, so that's all we can do."

Although she could not march and fight, she also knew that Changshun and Iketanga were far away from Haicheng. If the two of them led their troops into Haicheng and planned a counterattack, they would not know when it would be. What would happen in the middle? Only heaven and earth knew.

Wei Jichen's death surprised all the staff generals of the Japanese base camp. In order to deal with Wei Jichen's counterattack, the Japanese base camp had already decided to postpone the strategy of going south to attack Shandong.

Let the Dashanyan Second Army reinforce Gaiping to ensure that Ximu City is not lost.

Now that Wei Jichen left, everyone in the Japanese base camp immediately felt relieved and decided not to reinforce Gaiping. What's more, Nogi Kidun has been telling the base camp and Oyama Iwa that even if Wei Jichen personally led his troops to attack Ximu Castle, he would have a way to deal with it.

The newspapers in various places were the last to learn the news. On January 5, the editors of the editors of the "Shenbao", "News", "Wanguo Gong" and other newspapers saw this bad news from the Beijing News.

After seeing this news, Lin Zhixing, editor-in-chief of the Wanguo Communiqué, was no less than being hit by someone on his head. He was dizzy and felt that his eyes were pitch black.

Although Lin Zhixing had never met Wei Jichen, he was already impressed by Wei Jichen's courage. Moreover, the manuscript "On Protracted War" sent by Wei Jichen two days ago made him deeply impressed and admired him.

He seemed to see a general who was both civil and military, full of passion, worried about the situation, lighted the lamp late at night, and wrote in anger, whispered everything, and achieved it overnight, with thousands of words, and it became a novel article of the eternal novel.

Lin Zhixing believed that as long as this article was published, the Chinese people's confidence in resistance would definitely increase, those who seek peace would think twice before acting, and the Japanese would be panicked.

Lin Zhixing had contacted colleagues from all over the country and decided to publish this article on the same day in the entire newspaper page. He wanted to let all Chinese people see this eternal text at once.

Unexpectedly, the article was not published, that the most outstanding general since the founding of the Qing Dynasty did not fall on the battlefield, but fell under the assassination of the Japanese.

Alas! Wei, who will I return?

Lin Zhixing sat on the chair weakly, closed his eyes, and a line of tears flowed down.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! General Wei was assassinated by Japanese people and unfortunately died. Heaven and earth are sad, and the sun and moon are gone."

"The Japanese pirates were afraid of General Wei, so they actually killed General Wei with despicable means. All the soldiers on the front line cried."

The next day, newspaper boys were everywhere in the streets and alleys. These newspaper boys were still shouting loudly, but there was incomparable indignation and sadness in their voices.

"The full text of the protracted war that General Wei did during his lifetime was exposed. Every word he said was a pearl and a place where words were in the ground. The Japanese would be defeated, and our China would be defeated!"

"Brothers and sisters, the Japanese are timid and cowardly, and they are not invincible. They are afraid that General Wei will actually lay a foothold and assassinate the general. The whole country is sad."

The grief of the newspaper boys caused countless people to stop.

"What? General Wei was killed and killed. This matter is serious!"

"The Japanese assassinated General Wei!"

Countless people have bought newspapers and saw white and black words, and they all observed silently for Wei Jichen.

In the capital, juren from all provinces have gathered here to prepare to participate in the April examination.

The area in the west of the city is a gathering place for juren from various provinces.

While they were worried about the current situation, they were also worried about their future and destiny. When they heard the shouts of newspaper boys, they were all surprised and then caused a sensation.

The young scholars who came to take the exam were all passionate. Even when someone bought a newspaper, they were silent after seeing the news of Wei Jichen's death. When they saw Wei Jichen's protracted war, they were deeply inspired.

"General Wei, I, Kang Youwei of Nanhai, has always admired you. I didn't expect that before I saw you, I heard this bad news. Your masterpiece, Guangxia has read it. It has been a protracted war and a prolonged war. Kang will definitely continue your will and join forces with the soldiers in the capital to advise Your Majesty to follow General Wei's advice: to boost the spirit of the world, move the capital to establish the foundation of the world, train troops to strengthen the world's momentum, and reform the world's rule." Kang Youwei cried on the ground and cried loudly, which caused countless scholars to cry with him.

"Yes, we want to continue General Wei's will and never seek peace with the Japanese. We must fight to the end. Brother Nanhai, we unite to let the court see our opinions."

"That is, General Wei's genius, a genius of the protracted war, analyzed the situation between the enemy and us clearly. Now that he was assassinated by the Japanese, how can we not let his wishes come true? I heard that the court had sent officials to travel to Japan to the east, so how could we remain indifferent."

All the scholars around him agreed with Kang Youwei's suggestions.

Kang Youwei stood up, wiped his tears, and said with great emotion: "Kang will go down and draft a letter to His Majesty. Everyone also asks to go down and join hands with the juren in the capital. Let us hand this letter to the Censorate and let the Censorate pass it to His Majesty."

"That's right, I'll contact fellow villagers, friends, and all those who are worried about state affairs, inherit the will of General Wei and swear to fight the Japanese to the end."

The scholars left in a hurry and ran for this passionate manner.


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