Rebirth of the Northern Giants

"It turns out that the white race is not invincible."

"The Chinese are no worse than foreigners. Under the leadership of the Generalissimo, China will surely rise"

"Yes, we ask those representatives to elect Grand Marshal as Emperor"

The excited expressions of the students infected the common people who passed by, and the people onlookers also responded enthusiastically, which was very exciting.

But at this moment when the whole country was jubilant, the moods of Yang Du, Butcher and others were extremely depressed.

"Uncle Tu, don't say any more, I've made up my mind." Ye Zhikui waved his hand to stop the butcher who wanted to say more.

The National Congress will be held in two days, and the provincial representatives have been waiting in Beijing for a long time, and they have all obtained the consent of the governors of each province, and the Senate has also set up airs.

The constitutionalists jumped up and down, and had already won the support of most of the representatives. Yang Du and others were confident, but two days before the meeting, Ye Zhikui summoned Butcher, Yang Du and others to express that he had no intention of taking the throne.

The butcher, who is known as the most mysterious boss of the military government, no one knows what he sleeps there every day and what he is doing. He has at least four hiding places in the capital, and he never shows up easily. So far, he has not been in any house. Photos were published in newspapers.

Even most officials can't remember his face clearly. He is always silently watching everyone from the darkest corner. At the same time, he is the driving force behind the constitutionalists.

Yang Du felt dejected, feeling that what he had done these days was for nothing, but in the end it was all for nothing.

"Xizi, since ancient times there has been no eternal dynasty. Even myself, I believe that there will be some stupid people in the future generations. At that time, I will harm the country and myself." Seeing his depressed mood, Ye Zhikui explained.

"Generalissimo, I know this, but it's like the British constitutional monarchy. As long as the monarch's rights are limited, the throne can still continue." Yang Du said hopefully, trying to make Ye Zhikui change his mind.

Ye Zhikui shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and said with a smile: "What's the use of this? It's not just a puppet that can be manipulated by others. It's a waste of food. The future generations will have their own wealth. If they support themselves If they are not alive, that is their own business."

"Generalissimo, are you going to hand over everyone's hard-won rights easily now? Those democrats who talk in vain are only rhetoric and have no experience in governing." The butcher said slowly.

Ye Zhikui shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't understand what I mean, of course I will not foolishly hand over the power to those people. The republic of foreigners is to change the president every three or four years, but why do we in China have to change the president?" Learn from them, four years is too short, I hope to slowly hand over power to the people in my lifetime, so as not to cause too much turmoil, as for the things behind me, I can’t control so much.”

"In my lifetime." Butcher's eyes lit up, he muttered to himself, and looked at Yang Du, Ye Zhikui is now in his prime, and this lifetime is a long one.

On September 29, another explosive news was disclosed by the Asia Times.

"The Grand Marshal Says No to the Throne"

As long as some well-informed people know that "Asia Times" is controlled by the military government's news department behind the scenes, it is the mouthpiece of the military government, and the news reported above represents the meaning of the military government.

"The Generalissimo personally announced this shocking news in the early court yesterday, asking officials at all levels of the military government not to do unnecessary things. When it comes to the dispute over the national system, the Generalissimo personally declared that he has no intention of the throne, but the Generalissimo also has a heart for the Western democratic system. With a wait-and-see attitude, I believe that today's China is not suitable for a republic."

The news that Ye Zhikui had no intention of taking the throne spread quickly, which not only shocked the constitutionalists, but also stunned the democrats. However, it was the ordinary people, young students, and the army who reacted most violently.

"The generalissimo not only safeguarded national sovereignty, defeated the invaders, but also put forward many policies that benefited the country and the people. He is the leader that China really needs." A student said angrily: "It must be those so-called democrats who made They have done less than they have failed, trying to reap the fruits of victory."

Within a day, military officers at all levels in Beijing and Central China jointly wrote to the Supreme Command, hoping that Ye Zhikui would withdraw and become famous.

Ye Zhikui had no choice but to stand up and explain that he had no intention of taking the throne, but would come out to participate in the presidential election.

At this time, those democrats felt Ye Zhikui's popularity. Whether it was China's largest warlord or the actual power holder in China, they finally realized the reality. If Ye Zhikui stepped down, China would be in chaos.

At this time, a rational tabloid came up with a new term—president for life.

The newspaper said that Ye Zhikui's prestige in China is unmatched, and Ye Zhikui is talented, has all the necessary conditions for a leader, and has military power. Even if a republican democracy is implemented, it is not suitable to implement a four-year presidential system. Therefore, this newspaper proposes to elect Ye Zhikui as a lifetime president.

The proposal of a life-long president made both constitutionalists and democrats see the light of day. The constitutionalists felt that this statement was actually a change of the emperor’s throne, but the democrats looked at decades later. Since it is not a constitutional monarchy, the general One day, when China no longer has a popular person like Ye Zhikui coming to power, his term of office will be shortened and he will enter the right track of democracy.

"The idea of ​​a lifetime president is very interesting." Ye Zhikui picked up the newspaper with a smile and said to Wang Shizhen.

Wang Shizhen glanced at Ye Zhikui with some emotion, he did not expect that Ye Zhikui would give up the throne so easily, the Generalissimo really couldn't be deduced by common sense.

"Prince, I always say that soldiers don't care about politics, but you and I both know that the military government itself was established by a group of soldiers and has inextricable relations with the army. It can be seen from the joint signature of the officers, They are still relatively sensitive to politics, and I am afraid that the large and small parties established today will also extend their hands to the army, and the consequences will be unimaginable." Ye Zhikui said with some concern.

Ye Zhikui had no intention of the throne, and those democrats were very excited, so they began to learn from foreign countries and formed many parties, such as the Democratic Progressive Party and the Republican Party.

Wang Shizhen said indifferently: "The National Defense Forces are still extremely loyal to the generalissimo. I'm afraid that the troops in other places will join some messy parties."

"Pin Qing, do you think we also want to form a party to rule the party by the party." Ye Zhikui raised his head and said slowly. .

Volume Two, The Wind and Cloud of the Capital, Chapter [-], Assassination of Ye Zhikui

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The subsequent National Congress almost became Ye Zhikui's one-man show alone, and no one could be found to challenge him. Even the democrats turned off their flames and did not dare to put forward another candidate for the presidency.

That day, the parade of tens of thousands of people had already made them terrified. Seeing that the military government had made the biggest concession, if they dared to raise objections now, they might be hit on the back of the head with a brick when walking at night.

On October [-], Wang Shizhen was elected as the speaker of the Senate, and Wang Wenshao was elected as the vice speaker.On the second day, the members of each review committee will be elected.

Except for Tibet, which still doesn't matter, there are three to five representatives from each province, all of whom have obtained the senator's appointment letter from the governor of each province.

Originally, it was necessary to vote for a republic or a constitution, but due to Ye Zhikui's prior opposition, the vote has now become "President Ye Zhikui with an unlimited term", requiring voters to write the words "for" or "against".

And just when the National Congress was in full swing.

There is an undercurrent surging in the capital, however, those members of the Zong-Socialist Party who thought they were acting flawlessly, never expected that what they did was actually under the supervision of the Superintendent of Police and the Intelligence Bureau.

"My lord, Superintendent Zhao Bingjun seems to be aware of this, should we intervene?" In a dark room, a masked man in black asked softly in a corner.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't see a person with two crossed scars on his face in the corner. That person is the butcher.

The butcher fiddled with some jade rings on his thumbs, and said in silence for a long time: "Let the patrol superintendent take care of these trivial matters, as long as they observe secretly. If the patrol superintendent is not useful, we will do it later."

"Yes, my lord." The man in black had no objection.

"By the way, those Japanese are really hateful. They have been making troubles in China. Could it be that they are deceiving no one in China? Let the intelligence personnel of the Japanese Division teach them some lessons." Butcher has always believed that the best defense is offense , although there are many Japanese spies in China, but the military government also has a lot of spies in Japan, it depends on who is ruthless.

"Yes, my lord, then who is our target?" The man in black thought for a while before asking, the target was too small and he was afraid that the butcher would be dissatisfied.

"Hmph, since they support the Zongsha Party's assassination of the Generalissimo, we can't be weak, Muren, let him alone." A cold light flashed in the butcher's eyes, and these Japanese were like flies, killing them endlessly , one died and another pair died, taking advantage of the military government's relatively weak control over the south, many intelligence personnel secretly sneaked in from the coast.

To assassinate the Emperor of Japan, instead of being afraid, the men in black were a little excited. As long as they were not afraid of provoking a war, the personnel of these intelligence agencies were really fearless. The more difficult the task, the more excited they were.

At the same time, Zhao Bingjun was sitting on a chair in the office openly and aboveboard, staring at the opposite subordinate with tense whole body.

"Mr. Zhao, those members of the Zongsha Party may make some moves in the next few days. They contacted a Japanese, Naniwa Kawashima not long ago, and Naniwa Kawashima went to the Japanese embassy two days ago. It is estimated that Shanqi What kind of agreement did these people reach with the Japanese?" The subordinates slowly told Zhao Bingjun the results of the investigation over the past few days.

"Prince Su, we didn't go to trouble him, but he came to trouble us. This time we must wipe out all these chaotic parties." Zhao Bingjun clenched his fists.

"Don't worry, chief, they are all under our surveillance, and we will find out if there is any change." The inspector said with a triumphant smile.

"Very good, continue to monitor, I want everyone to get all the stolen goods." Zhao Bingjun wanted to make a move when they were trading.

In the embassy area of ​​Dongjiaomin Lane, the sky was slightly white, and several Yexiang trucks loaded with feces were parked on the street. Several drivers looked around vigilantly. Looking at their delicate skin and tender flesh, they knew that they were not suitable for rough work.

Kawashima Naniwa quietly walked out of the Japanese embassy.

"Are you here to collect Yexiang?" Naniwa Kawashima asked softly.