In Yangzhou, it has been liberation for more than ten or twenty days. In Yangzhou City, there were three masters. First, the Governor Sun Tiansheng of the Tongmenghui, and then the gangster general invited by the salt merchants of Xu Baoshan. Finally, he drove Xu Baoshan away, the handsome and surprising commander of Chen Shanhe, the Second Brigade of the First Division from Xuzhou.

In Yangzhou, this bamboo-west place is the old place in Wulin. Although it was in the late winter, the market soon flourished again after the war. The salt ships that had been stranded at the mouth of the Huaihe River canal also headed south one after another. The passing boat gangs and merchants who bought goods from north to south decorated the Yangzhou market in a prosperous and lively manner. The second-generation ancestors who stayed at home and made a living by relying on salt tickets still chose songs on the Shrimp West Lake and slept in flowers and willows.

The only undercurrent was probably that Brigade Commander Chen Shanhe drove away a confidant sent by Zhang Ji Lao to take over Yangzhou Prefecture Yin. Legend has it that when the governor of the prefecture took office, the salt merchants asked the salt merchants to collect 100,000 yuan to take over the rules, and they were preparing to re-verify the contract and collect 100% of the deed tax. This annoyed Brigade Commander Chen and drove away the master who was determined to make a fortune.

It was completely dark, and the singing and laughter on the Slender West Lake were still coming. A young man walked quickly in the alley and looked around from time to time. Although he was wearing casual clothes, his straight back and agile steps made people easily understand the identity of this young man.

He walked to a unique yard deep in the alley, knocked lightly with the door knocker three times, paused for a while, and knocked three times again. The door creaked and opened. The young man quickly flashed in.

There were a dozen young officers in the room wearing casual clothes waiting for him: "Brother Zimo, you are finally here! If you don't come, we won't wait for you!"

The young man was the second lieutenant platoon leader of the Third Company of the 4th Regiment of the 4th Regiment of the 2nd Brigade of the 1st Division. He was named Shen Zimo, the younger brother of Shen Zihan, the battalion commander of the cavalry battalion of the teaching regiment. He bowed with a bitter face and said, "Dear brothers, brothers, I am the platoon leader of the company today. It is extremely difficult to sneak out. I have to go back to check the sentry later and wait for more."

The young officers in this room were all lower-level officers in the company platoon level, and the highest ones were major battalion commanders, major staff officers and others. Everyone seemed to be full of energy and full of vitality. But at this time everyone sat around, their expressions were very serious.

The person who initiated the meeting was Zhang Guanglin, a major staff officer from the Second Brigade Command, who was commissioned from the Beijing Military Consulting Office. He was only 28 or 29 years old, but he was vaguely the leader of this group of people. He looked around and everyone looked at him with concentration.

"Everyone! Our First Division has been in Shanghai in October and has gone through more than three months of glorious revolutionary history! Determined Nanjing, fought against Bengbu, fought for Zhangbao, and regained Xuzhou...... The comrades in Shandong First Brigade and the Beiyang Power Brigade fought a life-and-death battle again! Without the sacrifice of so many comrades in our First Division, can there be a situation where the lower reaches of the Yangtze River be revived? Can there be a situation where the provisional government set its capital for Nanjing? Can there be a situation where Yuan Shikai, the treacherous hero from the north, be determined to negotiate with us in the south? These are all fought by us young soldiers under the leadership of the division commander! We are the pioneers of this revolution!"

Zhang Guanglin's words were very inspiring at the beginning. These young officers slapped their boxing and high-fives, and short and powerful voices of "Yes, Yes, Yes!" responded to his speech.

Zhang Guanglin looked eager: "But the bloody battle of our First Division brought these guys from the south to occupy a high position. What did they do? The Provisional Government was in chaos, and the Senate and the government attacked each other all day long in the newspaper. People's livelihood was in decline, and powerful factions were separating the government, and the government was empty. The revolutionary soldiers around Nanjing could not pay wages or offer food... Recently, there was another news that the government was preparing to sell the Hanyang Factory, the largest arsenal in China, as well as the coal and steel factory of Hanyeping to Japan for 5 million yuan! The Qing Dynasty has not yet abdicated, and Yuan Shikai's army in the north is still eyeing Jinpu Road and Jinghan Road. These senior government officials began to compete with the Qing court to sell the country!"

He was excited and punched the table. The innocent young officers were even more inclined to spurt fire in their eyes. Some of them were filled with tears, and they seemed to be extremely disappointed that the cause of restoration became like this.

Zhang Guanglin was secretly satisfied with his heart and mobilized their emotions and continued to say passionately: "The three hundred years of fishy land in the north is now dominated by Yuan Shikai, a traitor. In the bloody battle between the three towns of Wuchang, we sacrificed more than 17,000 revolutionary comrades, and Hanyang was even burned by the Beiyang army under the butcher! But just like this, the temporary senate of the Southern Government also passed a resolution that as long as the Qing Dynasty abdicates, he will support him as the head of state and the south. If he takes over as the interim president, are these resolutions of the Senate still in love?"

Speaking of this, some people finally burst into tears. Some people even stood up and shouted: "We revolutionary young soldiers, we need to come up with a way to save this country!"

"Luan again! Support Mr. Sun and support our division commander. From now on, Mr. Sun will take charge of the rule and our division commander will lead the army. We will wipe out all the remnants of this! "

Zhang Guanglin hurriedly asked them to sit down and said with a little reproachful look: "Everyone is calm! It's late at night, can you still do big things when you shout like this?"

Then he changed his tone of encouragement: "Everyone still has the spirit of revolutionary soldiers, and he deserves to be the young officers of the First Division under the division commander! However, our First Division is now barely surviving in northern Jiangsu, and then the Nanjing bureaucrats were forced to force the heavy troops of Beiyang. Even inside, there were Zhang Jizhi's Jiangsu and Zhejiang constitutional dispatches to seize power and seize positions. All counties and important Likas were recommended by him to privately. What are these guys! There is only one word for money in his eyes! It's so dirty! Zhang Jizhi has always been a major bureaucrat in the Qing Dynasty. He used the interface of the establishment of an industry in Nantong to occupy many salt fields and farmlands. He formed his so-called Nantong reclamation and breeding industry group. This old man has manipulated Jiangsu and Zhejiang for a long time. Now he has deceived the trust of the division commander. In January to March alone, the money he borrowed from the liberation bank to reclaim the industry was as much as 600,000 yuan!"

The faster he said, the faster the officers' expressions became more and more serious.

"The mission of our young soldiers is to remove these worms! We should promote the division commander and implement a real military government in Jiangbei! Mr. Zhongshan also said that the revolutionary path is nothing more than military and political training, and from military discipline to constitutional governance. Now the situation is complicated, and it is the time for us to unite! Follow the division commander to create a new situation!"

Having said that, the young officers were completely moved. These soldiers participated in the great cause of restoration with enthusiasm, and were somewhat idealists. However, after the establishment of the Provisional Government, those ugly promotions in the South and those senior comrades who called the revolutionary slogans so loudly arrived at this position, they thought about how to climb one step further or make more money. A large number of Qing Dynasty bureaucrats and gentry also poured into the ruling group of the Provisional Government in the South, and these people were still dripping their own comrades’ blood!

The news of Yuan Shikai in the north is about to become the head of state after unification. This cannot be accepted by these simple soldiers.

Another factor written by the fact is that the provisional government is extremely financially distressed. The army that has also revived meritoriously will not be able to open two meals. A large number of troops were laid off, and the soldiers and officers were penniless and were left to the place. These young people who were delicious and well-equipped under Yuchen's hands and were very proud of the officers, couldn't help but feel sad when they saw their colleagues. If there was no Yuchen, God knew that they would have become like this?

Zhang Guanglin finally threw out his intention: "We need to organize it to be powerful! Since it is an automatic gathering of young soldiers, let's call the Youth Military Federation! Join all young soldiers who are determined to rejuvenate the motherland, with our blood, enthusiasm, and life. Under the leadership of the young soldiers, the division commander, the model of young soldiers, we will continue our strength, wait for the opportunity, and do something for our career!"

After discussions by these young officers, under the leadership of Zhang Guanglin, the program of the Youth Military Federation was finally brought up. The rough meaning was to support Mr. Zhongshan and Commander Yu, wait for the opportunity, refresh the politics, defeat the bad government, and establish a good military government politics. It lasted for ten years and implemented constitutionalism. It was unsubmissive to the great powers, and regained its rights......... and so on.

When these young officers lined up in two rows to take oaths to the photos of Sun Yat-sen and Yuchen, everyone seemed to feel that the responsibility of the nation and the country had fallen on their shoulders, so sacred and so exciting.

"I swear to support Mr. Zhongshan and Commander Yuchen with sincerity. I will fight for life to refresh the politics, fight against the bad government, and kill the traitors. I will maintain the true nature of an officer, not be afraid of death, and do not love money. I will firmly obey all commands of Commander Yu. If I violate this oath, I will be subject to the highest sanctions of the organization."

After the oath was completed, the young officers seemed to have different feelings. They nodded and smiled at each other, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Yes, winter night, secret hut, young companions, lofty ambitions, strict discipline, idols to follow... These are extremely attractive to the young people. They left the hut one by one. Everyone had a hot chest and just wanted to shout and scream, and the future was in front of us!

Only Zhang Guanglin stayed there and calmly sorted out the list. He was thinking about how to write the report to the teacher.
Chapter completed!