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Chapter 173 Opening Ceremony

Chapter 173 The Opening Ceremony

On the 26th, instructors and students from all over the country will hold a opening ceremony at the National Defense Military Academy.

The military academy enrollment was completed as early as the 20th. More than a thousand students were able to basically complete some preliminary military actions after five or six days of assault training.

In addition to the military academy student instructors and some senior military officials attending the opening ceremony, Ye Zhikui also invited various political groups and representatives of various provinces who were more active after entering Beijing.

The biggest reason why the First National Congress has not been held for a long time is that in addition to leaving some time for these groups and representatives to improve their opinions is that it is the time of war, and Ye Zhikui has no time to talk about his ideals with them. And once the victory of the Russian War and then the National Congress is held, no one can shake the prestige of the military government and Ye Zhikui.

Therefore, in addition to occasionally writing articles to publish one or two of their own opinions in newspapers during this period, with the successive victory of the Russian War, the most important thing is to actively move closer to the military government. Many people have withdrawn from the faction and turn around and start to waving flags and shouting for the military government everywhere.

There are four forces that are the most eye-catching. One is the constitutionalists who advocate constitutional monarchy, such as Yang Du, Tan Sitong, and Wang Kaiyun. These people have received more or less support from the military government. In addition, the public opinion at this time requires Ye Zhikui to be the emperor and have the most powerful force.

Second, Yang Quyun, Sun Yat-sen, Yung Wing and others hope to learn from the so-called democratic figures in the United States who pursued the separation of powers and supported the presidential system.

Third, the slogans of the governors and governors of various provinces who hope to maintain the status quo remain unchanged.

There is another force that Ye Zhikui had not expected in advance, and they can also be collectively called overseas. These people are representatives of some foreign Chinese, such as the Hongmen Zhigongtang of the United States.

Because these people are frequently bullied by other races abroad, they know that China is not strong for a day, and the Chinese have no status abroad. They have no unified proposition. However, with their love for China, they continue to send representatives from overseas to China to appeal to overseas people. These people often carry huge sums of money, hoping that the country can be self-reliant, actively respond to the military government's donation slogans, and frequently take action, which is very eye-catching.

Of course, the distinction is not so obvious. People from all walks of life are not incompatible, and there are also relationships of one kind or another. However, once they are involved in their own opinions, they will inevitably be verbal and verbal.

Since the early morning, the military academy has been busy, with lights and flags floating, and students spontaneously helping the school to arrange the venue, and put up chairs and lift tables.

Of course, every student's mood is very different. Most of them are excited and happy. After passing through the obstacles, they can finally enter the school. They can't help but feel unhappy. Like Chen Jiongming, who has become a "famous student" before he even entered the school, and it goes without saying that he has a lot of pressure.

Wu Peifu, because of his outstanding grades during training a few days ago, would go on stage to give a speech as a student representative today. It was obvious that he was nervous. At least, his paced back and forth made Chen Tianhua feel dazzled.

"Brother Ziyu, no matter how nervous you are, it's useless. You still have to go on stage later. It's better to sit down and save your energy." Chen Tianhua had to speak out to persuade him.

"Star Platform, I think you are not in your business. I want to laugh at me, right? At that time, the Grand Marshal and so many National Defense Forces will understand the ceremony. If I make a mistake, I will not lose the face of our Wuyi Army."

Wu Peifu has always been proud of being the Wu Yi Army. Chinese people have always paid attention to their background. When others heard that he came from the Wu Yi Army, they would look up to him. Only Chen Tianhua, who was familiar with him, knew that this kid cried and shouted and hugged the thighs of the marshal. Finally, he was pitiful to him and let him enter.

Chen Tianhua smiled and said, "What Wu Yi Army? If you weren't for your rogue tricks, you might still be on the streets and telling fortunes to others!"

Wu Peifu ignored him, tidied up his military uniform again, and asked, "Xingwu, what place do I need to improve?"

Chen Tianhua shook his head and replied helplessly: "Brother Ziyu is already a handsome man, so you can make a big splash today."

The two were talking, and two small heads stretched out from outside the door, but Cai E and Jiang Baili were.

Cai E pretended to be an adult, with his hands behind his back, walked in and said as he walked: "Brother Ziyu, I heard that you will go on stage to give a speech as our student representative this time. If I weren't young, this opportunity would not be your turn."

Wu Peifu knocked his head, and when he saw the two of them, he relaxed and said with a smile: "Little kid, you are not qualified yet. Besides, aren't there any little brother Baili? He is comparable to you."

History is really wonderful. Cai E and Wu Peifu, who were supposed to meet each other in war, are fighting each other like this, and their relationship is very harmonious.

Cai E touched the place where Wu Peifu knocked, and said in tears: "Brother Ziyu, you knocked someone's head again."

Then he patted his chest with a stinky fart and said, "Brother Baili fell down last time during training, where can he compare with me."

Jiang Baili was unhappy and stepped forward and said lightly: "People make mistakes, horses make mistakes. Winning and losing are common in military affairs. Songpo, if you want to beat me next time, it will not be so simple."

Cai E said relentlessly: "On the battlefield, a small mistake can determine the outcome. How can Brother Baili say that?"

Here comes again. Chen Tianhua and Wu Peifu looked at each other and then secretly leaked out the door. The two of them quarreled, and they would not decide the outcome in one or two hours. Sometimes they would also affect the fish pond. The wise choice is to slip away.

At around 6 a.m., the front desk in front of the playground had been built, and people from all walks of life who came to watch the ceremony arrived one after another and sat on the right side of the playground according to the arrangement.

I am so happy that I can’t die. The seat next to Sun Yat-sen is Kang Youwei’s.

Sun Yat-sen bowed and greeted him first, "Brother Nanhai."

Kang Youwei curled his lips and replied indifferently: "Brother Zaizhi!"

The two of them sat down and were silent for a moment. Kang Youwei suddenly spoke out: "Kang read the article of Brother Zaizhi. He said that the democratic republic is a mess. It is simply a great ambassador in the world. The world's powers, such as Britain and Germany, are all monarchies. China should take the heart of the Russian Great Peter as its mental method, take the politics of the Meiji as its political law, and implement the constitutional monarchy as its constitutional monarchy."

Sun Yat-sen suppressed the anger in his heart, knew that Kang Youwei was speaking without hesitation, and slowly said: "The road to democracy, the long way to seek welfare for the people. A foolish person does not understand Sun's military law governance, the rule of law, and the rule of constitutional law, and the rule of constitutional law, are also understandable."

Kang Youwei jumped up and shouted: "Bad, now the common people agree that the Grand Marshal ascended the throne and became emperor. Should we continue the imperial system in China?"

Sun Yat-sen snorted coldly and said, "The wisdom has not been made, and there are many unknowns. But you cannot not promote it just because the people are not clear. The pioneers do these things, otherwise everyone will become popular and fight the people and watch the country fall."

The two of them had originally attracted Chen Shaobai, Tan Sitong and others, and they listened with relish, but as they became more and more intense, they began to perform all their martial arts.

We had to get up and persuade them!

"Brother Nanhai, I'm here to watch the ceremony today. Don't be angry, you've lost your etiquette."

"Brother Zaizhi, please say something. Everyone is a guest, don't lose your identity."

The two of them glared at each other, snorted coldly, turned around and sat down, and stopped talking.

Sun Yat-sen and Kang Youwei have been striking each other in the newspaper several times, and it is understandable that this time the meeting broke out.

On the left side of the playground are representatives of governors from various provinces and overseas Chinese.

Representatives from all provinces watched the commotion opposite with a good show, while those overseas Chinese looked at the officers of all levels of the military government standing in front of them. After looking at the people on the opposite side who almost fought, they couldn't help but shake their heads and sighed in their hearts: It's not the weather.

At 7 o'clock, the instructors and students were already standing on the playground. In just a few days, the queues that had been trained were neat and solemn and silent.

A politician came on stage and shouted, "The Grand Marshal is here!"

People from all walks of life stopped talking and focused on the platform, and reporters around them were ready to go.

Ye Zhikui led Bao Duan, and Wen Baishan and other military academy cadres walked slowly from the rear and murdered a lot of films.

Wearing a clean and neat military uniform, Ye Zhikui walked towards the front desk without any haste.

The staff of the sergeant stepped forward and shouted: "I would like to invite the Grand Marshal to give a personal speech for the opening of the military academy!"

Then retreat to the side and take the lead in applauding.

All the teachers and students of the school looked at the strong-willed marshal with eager eyes and clapped his hands hard. Suddenly, the applause was like thunder, which shocked everyone from all walks of life to change their colors. This is prestige.

Ye Zhikui walked to the rostrum, then pressed down with both hands and stopped applause.

"My compatriots, teachers and students, today is the date of the school's opening. Why do we have this school?... In the National Defense Military Academy, everyone is a leader. Even if you are a "commoner", you will lead at least one person - yourself... From today on, you must make a wish, and you will not have the mentality of getting promoted and making money for your whole life. You only know the cause of saving the country and the people. This will enable us China to go along with all countries in the world, and Chinese people can live in the world forever."

Ye Zhikui's speech was written by many people, and his literary talent was not to mention it. He was so excited that his teachers and students of the military academy were all deeply inspired. The applause interrupted several speeches.

After Ye Zhikui finished speaking, he put down the manuscript paper and continued to smile and said, "Now I will talk about my own views. Military academy, as the name suggests, is the place where officers are trained. I hope that after graduation, everyone present can become a lion who leads a group of sheep to win battles, rather than a sheep who leads a group of lions to defeat the battles. Thank you!"

The last applause sounded, and everyone's hands turned red. Even people from all walks of life and journalists who came to watch the ceremony forgot to take photos, stood up and expressed their respect to the Grand Marshal.
Chapter completed!
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