There is no way out when you are at the end of your life, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers.

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Japan, Tokyo, a secluded and inconspicuous residence in the downtown area.

A man stood in front of the window, staring at the sunset that was setting in the distance, dazed intently.

This person is obviously not tall in terms of body shape and has not gained weight. He is just a little over 50, but after passing by his back, his back is a little hunched, outlining a curve that is not obvious. The gray-white hair is revealed on his temples, and a sense of vicissitudes arises naturally. If he is 60 years old, it will not be doubtful at all.

What surprised the most was the long braid on the back of the head - this is a typical feature of the Qing people. Although it is not uncommon in Japan, it is not common, especially the elderly Qing people. Generally, these people are either officials from the Qing Dynasty - they came to Japan for inspection or big merchants from the Qing Dynasty - they came to Japan to do business, but this one is nothing.

Because he was Kang Youwei! The spiritual mentor and main practitioner of the Reform Movement of 1898, a wanted criminal in the Qing Dynasty, and the main leader of the Imperial Constitutional Council, that is, the Royal Society.

It has been 10 years since the Reform Movement of 1898. When the graves of the Six Gentlemen were covered with weeds, he had been in Japan for 10 years, but he didn't know when the year was the return date. After sighing slightly, Kang Youwei walked to the desk and sat down again, and continued to write his article - a debate with the revolutionaries who were also exiled to Japan, would not work without sharp written weapons.

"Kang Jun...Kang Jun..." The door was suddenly beaten to the sky.

"Who?" he asked alertly, then felt relieved. The only one who could know who lived here and the only one who could call out his name was an old friend.

Sure enough, after the door opened, a Japanese man in a kimono in his 50s stood in front of him. He looked at him with a deep bow, then stood up and said anxiously: "Kang Jun, I have important news to tell you..." A fluent Chinese is very rare.

"Mr. Tianye? What wind has blown you?" Seeing that the old friend was visiting, Kang Youwei hurriedly led him into the house, "Come on, sit down and have a tea, don't be anxious, don't be anxious... What happened?"

Tian Ye obviously ran a long way to get up, which can be confirmed by his panting appearance. Kang Youwei was very moved. Ten years ago, Tian Ye was as energetic as himself, but he is still looking old.

Tian Ye was gasping for breath, but his hands didn't go to pick up the teacup, but said intermittently: "Kang Jun, I...I...I...I just went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to see a friend...he...he..."

"How is he?"

"No! How about it not him." Tian Ye grabbed Kang Youwei's hand excitedly. This was a rare move, especially between two older people. "He just received a telegram from the embassy of the country in your country, saying... "

"Has someone been sent to chase me again in China?" Kang Youwei's heart was chilling, but his face was still as pure as water. He has seen too many such things in the past 10 years.

"No...No." Tian Ye adjusted his breathing slightly and said, "The Empress Dowager of your country, she...she has passed away..."

"Which Empress Dowager?" Kang Youwei did not react for a moment.

"How many empress dowagers are there in your country?" Tian Ye changed into a surprised expression, "Of course it is Empress Dowager Cixi..."

"ah……"

With a "clang", the teacup in Kang Youwei's hand fell to the ground involuntarily. Water droplets and tea powder splashed all over his trousers and shoes, but he didn't realize it. Suddenly, his whole body trembled, he grabbed Tian Ye's hand excitedly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Serious?"

"Really... it's true... the telegram from the Embassy in China will not lie about the news."

"Then... how is the emperor?"

"The emperor of your country seems to be safe and sound... and seems to have returned from Yingtai..."

"Your Majesty!" After hearing this news, Kang Youwei was so excited that he couldn't hold on himself. Tears surged out of his eyes. After a moment, he burst into tears... It has been 10 years, and the news has been isolated for 10 years, and the world has been separated. Today, I finally have hope.

"Kang Jun... Congratulations on you... Congratulations on your career finally passing through the most depressing and dark moment." Tian Ye straightened up, patted Kang Youwei's shoulder, and comforted him, "Take care of your health..."

"That's, that's... Mr. Tianye, thank you so much, thank you so much." Kang Youwei originally wanted to use the bow that Chinese people often use as an expression. After thinking about it, he still learned Japanese etiquette and bent down deeply.

"Kang Jun, don't worry, I have another important news to tell you..."

"What is it?" Kang Youwei had already put away his tears and began to smile.

"The telegram says, your country's..." Before Tian Ye finished speaking, he was interrupted by a violent knock on the door, and then another loud voice came, "Teacher, teacher..."

The young man who rushed in had a handsome face and was thin, and a heroic spirit appeared between his eyebrows. He was Kang Youwei's most proud disciple - Liang Qichao!

"I just received the telegram... the telegram..." Liang Qichao suddenly caught Tian Ye sitting aside and quickly greeted, "I don't know that Mr. Tian Ye is here too. The student is abrupt, abrupt."

"Zhuo Ru, I was about to go to find you, but Mr. Tian Ye brought me great news." Kang Youwei was very happy and did not take Liang Qichao's actions to rush in. However, looking at the telegram flying in Liang Qichao's hand and looking at his extremely red face because of excitement, Kang Youwei smiled, "Zhuo Ru, whose telegram makes you so happy."

"It was from the son of the Xizi Yang Du. A special urgent telegram of 14 taels of silver. Teacher, listen, I will read it to you..." Liang Qichao opened the telegram and read it, "Last night, the empress dowager died, the emperor took power, Yuan died and the palace was banned from the fire!" There were 14 words in total, one tael of silver, which was really expensive.

"Look, the empress dowager is dead, the emperor takes power, and Yuan Shikai is dead..." Liang Qichao was afraid that Kang Youwei would not believe it, so he hurriedly handed the telegram over. The latter went over and over and over and looked at it several times, "Hahahaha" laughed, but then he choked up, "Your Majesty!"

Tian Ye stood up and smiled and said, "Kang Jun, now you believe it. I had another news that Yuan Shikai was dead."

"So you already know, teacher?" Liang Qichao was a little surprised. Then he thought that it must be Tian Ye's credit, so he bowed respectfully three times, "Qi Chao thanks Mr. Tian Ye, thanks Mr. Tian Ye so much!" As he said, tears surging in his eyes.

"Zhuo Tathagata, come..." Kang Youwei took Liang Qichao's hand, walked to the window, faced the west, kowtowed three times respectfully, and muttered to himself: "Long live the emperor!"

"Kang Jun, Liang Jun." Tian Ye walked over and patted their backs, "Congratulations... Congratulations... I believe that the detailed situation will come out tomorrow, and the newspaper will definitely be published in the news."

"I know, I know..." Kang Youwei stood up and walked quickly to the desk, crumpled the manuscript paper that had already written most of the articles in the afternoon, threw them into the wastebasket, and picked up the brush and wrote the title "The emperor takes power, and the empire is hopeful for revival." Liang Qichao smiled and said, "Teacher, the student will write one in the evening and put it in the newspaper tomorrow."

"Okay..." Kang Youwei suddenly remembered something and explained to Liang Qichao, "Zhuo Ru, hurry up and send someone to contact major newspapers, whether it is Chinese, Japanese or Western, and let them leave the front page of the newspaper for us. Our Constitutional Council will use a column to make a big article tomorrow. Don't be afraid of spending money, take it down no matter how big the price is, and let the members of the Constitutional Council write... Tomorrow we will overwhelm the revolutionary party in one fell swoop!"

"Okay! Teacher, I'll do it right away!" Liang Qichao turned around and suddenly turned around and asked, "Teacher, when will we set off and return to China? I really want to go back tonight, and I really want to see the emperor tomorrow morning."

"It's soon, it's soon, let everyone clean up quickly and prepare to leave and return home after the newspaper tomorrow."

"Teacher, why don't the emperor send us a telegram?" Liang Qichao was a little doubtful, "We are still the identity of a criminal, so it may be inappropriate to go back so hard. Since the emperor has taken power, he can only give him an imperial edict or even an oral edict... Why doesn't the emperor send us a telegram? Will there be?"

"Nonsense!" Kang Youwei scolded, "The empress dowager passed away, the emperor was in charge of power, and he was waiting for everything. How could the government affairs be concerned about all aspects? What's more, the emperor has been in Yingtai for so long and never contacted us. Where did you ask him to telegram for a while? You see, these news have not even been published in the newspaper? If Mr. Tiano had not seen the diplomatic telegram from the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, if Xizi had not sent it from the country with an emergency telegram, you and I would have been in the dark now! The emperor would have decided not to forget our ministers, and would never abandon us loyal and dedicated ministers."

"Yes! This is wrong for the disciple." Liang Qichao thought about it and lowered his head embarrassedly. The emperor should not have forgotten the 10-year trouble so soon.

"Kang Jun, Liang Jun, don't worry. The day after tomorrow, someone from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will take a passenger ship from Japan Mail Boat Co., Ltd. to Tianjin. You can take this boat and dress up as a despised diplomatic entourage... There will never be any Qing army officers and soldiers who dare to check. As long as they arrive in Beijing and see the emperor, are they still afraid of the identity of wanted criminals?"

"Thank you so much." Kang Liang greeted excitedly, "We will always remember your great kindness and virtue in our hearts!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome."
Chapter completed!