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Chapter 12 Heroes (End of Seven Volumes)(3/3)

The nomination is jointly completed by the Prime Minister and the Congress. None of the Congress shall be impeached, and no removal shall be made. Ha, fresh, this prime minister's right

The power is so great!”

"Yes." The onlookers shook their heads one after another. Another unprecedented innovation. With such a conversation, even if the country is

They agreed to retain the throne, and the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty was much weaker than before.

"What else, what else, keep reading, keep reading." Someone asked the newspaper reader for a bowl of hot soy milk.

As his encouragement to serve everyone, the scholar holding the newspaper saw worship from the eyes of the people around him, and his heart was

Satisfied, shaking his head and reading: "Today, the rights clause will be passed. Wu Sihan proposed that there is no regulation on the people.

The law of power is an illegal law." The reader sucked his lips and whispered, "Walking around the mouth, surround the mouth,

But there is some reason. This Lord Wu is worthy of being the imperially-given golden spear..."

An old monk passing by stopped hearing this, hesitated for a moment, bought a newspaper. While walking,

While reading the content inside, this is the news that was printed overnight. The fight that Congress had been arguing for several months, and it was soon

On the days when voting for the national system, the bills passed one by one are full of compromise and wisdom.

After the quarrel, Congress proposed five systems and methods, each of which needs to be improved, but each of them has no shortage of support.

Now, delegates are providing a framework for each method, when all methods are completed, this year

On the last day, there will be a final choice.

The next day, an article attracted the attention of the old monk Kongwen. The title of that article was: Hero, who

It's a hero. Look carefully at the contents inside. However, it's the Hero Monument on Xuanwu Lake. The inscription of the Heroes Monument has been confirmed. And the Congress

After discussion, the inscription that was decided to adopt was the slogan written by Wu Anguo that had no literary talent at all.

This really surprised many scholars.

I saw what the hero standard in this kid’s heart was, and the old monk read it curiously. The author of the article

I am willing to show off, and first list a few heroes who have sacrificed in the past few years, both externally and internally, and commented on

After their deeds, the text on the back of the stele was written out. The content of the first column was: "Five Years

Come, in all wars, heroes who sacrificed themselves to defend the country, the nation, and the interests of the people will always be

immortal."

Cleverly, the old monk made a low comment in his heart, and continued to look back. The second sentence of the inscription connects the past and the future.

The momentum of the article suddenly pushed to its peak, "For fifty years, those who resisted all tyranny and foreign humiliation have been for the country

The hero who sacrifices with the nation will be immortal."

Well, there is some momentum. Then, I was a hero when I fought against Mongolia. The old monk's eyes continued

Going down, my heart suddenly trembled, completely attracted by the words behind it. "From this, I went back five thousand years ago, I made an update

Since then, in order to oppose all oppressors and invaders, to defend the country from invasion, the nation has not

Heroes who are enslaved and defend individual equality, freedom and dignity from being trampled on will be immortal!”

It turns out that in Wu Boy's mind, this is the definition of a hero, for equality, freedom and dignity. According to this

Definition: Yue Fei is, Wen Tianxiang is, Xu Da is, Zhu Yuanzhang is, even though they have this and that

Disadvantages, but they all fought for the Chinese nation to avoid oppression.

"Hold the steel knife ninety-nine, kill Hu'er before stopping." The old monk Kong Wen suddenly moved Fan's heart.

A trace of tears surged. Looking around, Xuanwu Lake was vast and the Hero Monument floated in the middle of the blue waves.

On the front of the monument, the craftsmen were busy etching the title of the inscription on one stroke and through the newspaper, the old monk knew

The content is. "The people's heroes will be immortal."

He carried the newspaper and walked towards the distance in the morning light.

"They see, the old monk has a very familiar back, and it seems that he has seen it on the hero statue next to the stone tablet!"

The man said quietly.

"Nonsense, the old generals of that year have long gone." The vendor who bought soy milk retorted loudly, looking at the old man

Seng Kongwen's back muttered again, "It's very similar, hiss, strange things. Strange things, there are many strange things this year!"

In the bell, sunrise and sunset, the New Year's pace is slowly approaching. On the streets, everyone's eyes are under the Congress

Attractive. In the parliament changed from the royal palace, representatives of provincial and public opinion were holding special metal pieces in their hands, tightly

Zhang De was trembling all over. After discussion, Congress proposed five ways of governance, including the original emperor.

The system of people being high and a republic system without emperors.

Each representative, who walked towards the screen devoutly, cast his own votes in front of each box.

There is only one vote for people, but behind them, there are 200,000 people. This vote is very heavy in your hand.

Heavy.

Someone walked forward one after another and walked to the back hall covered by the screen. Choose one of the five boxes, and then,

It's a relief. No one knows what system they chose except themselves. However, they have been living every day.

All have to face your own choices.

Behind the screen, someone walked to the left, shook his head halfway, and then turned to the right.

Someone walked to the middle, hesitated for a moment, retreated back to the screen, and lay on his table, sweating all over his head.

The hall gradually became empty. Guo Pu looked at the other people and slowly walked into the screen.

Guo Pu came out and Li Qi walked in.

Li Jinglong walked in.

Xu Haoda walked in.

The last man walked in. Everyone walked out of the gate. A team of soldiers entered, lifted up six boxes,

Walk to the outside room and, under the supervision of representatives, take out the metal sheets inside carefully and count the total number.

Wu Anguo stood by the window in his mansion, and Liu Ling sat behind him, sang with his strings.

Prince Yan's Mansion, Zhu Di stared nervously outside the window, Chen Qingdai was by his side, his red lips opened lightly, and the flute was played

Melodious tune.

Several warships crossed the vast sea, and a one-armed man stood at the bow of the ship, his empty sleeves flying in the wind.

"Boss, let's go around Yunfei Corner, what's next?" Guo Feng ran to the deck and headed for the one-armed man

shouted with his back.

"How about supply?" asked the broken armed man loudly.

"There is enough food and plenty of fresh water. There are some vegetables and fruits, and oranges can last until the end of the month."

When it comes to fleet supplies, Guo Feng knows it well.

"To the northwest, all the way to the other side of the map." The broken-armed man turned his head, his broad and enthusiastic face was covered with sunshine.

Light.

"Full sails, heading northwest." Guo Feng shouted at the people on the main mast. A string of colorful flags hung on the main mast.

The fleet sailed through the wind and waves, heading towards another different area of ​​water, heading towards the unknown sea.
Chapter completed!
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