Chapter 172 Finale

"It can only be judged by history whether it is right or wrong!"

"Your Majesty, according to the imperial law, I hope to send military and police to use all necessary means to end everything in Nanjing. At the same time, please decree that the country should enter a state of emergency and implement national martial law!"

After hearing Zhang Feng's advice, Chen Moran on the other end of the phone was silent for a while.

"I know, Zhang Qing, please convey my greetings to your family!"

Then Chen Moran put down the phone and lay on the back of the chair with his eyes closed. At this time, the door opened. It was Xiao Yuren who entered the room. He looked at His Majesty in a military uniform and saluted respectfully.

"Your Majesty!"

Perhaps as a king and minister, the two used to be friends, but now, he must abide by the etiquette of the king and minister.

"Resilience!"

Opening his eyes and looking at Xiao Yuren, Chen Moran's expression seemed a little serious.

"Will you do this..."

"Your Majesty, for the sake of the long-term stability of the country, this is the only way!"

Looking at His Majesty, Xiao Yan added.

"The First Cavalry Division of the Army is ready, as well as the First Marine Division and the Cyclone Division of the Base Left-in Army..."

With Xiao Yu's words, one army and navy numbers came to Chen Moran's ears one after another. Chen Moran was not unfamiliar with these military numbers. Even in the past few days, in the comprehensive training base, these military numbers have constantly appeared on the map of Nanjing. The reason why the army was dispatched has only one purpose. -- End the chaos without politics in Nanjing, restore order in Nanjing, and suppress the demonstrations that are sliding towards the "riot".

Finally, Chen Moran interrupted Xiao Yu's words and watched him give the order.

"Let's implement it according to the immediate plan!"

"I obey the order!"

When obeying the order, Xiao Qian's expression seemed very calm. He had argued and defended, but in the end, he was persuaded, and the reason for persuading him was very simple - the lessons of Russia's past are in front of us!

Looking at Xiao Yu's tough back, Chen Moran said to himself silently.

"Will I become a butcher?"

Thinking of those two words, he subconsciously frowned.

Dizzy!

Almost when he received his majesty's telegram, he was worried that the demonstration might slide into a riot because of the thug attack on the official residence of the Minister of Justice. He hesitated whether he should meet with the strike committee and asked them to restrain the behavior of the workers. He only felt dizzy.

"...At 12 o'clock this night, the whole country entered a state of emergency and imposed national martial law. All protesters in Nanjing must leave the square and streets before 12 o'clock..."

There is no need to look any more. The coldness of the words between your majesty's will is far beyond Guan Mingtang's imagination. The most frightening thing is that your majesty directly named Nanjing and what is happening in the country as "bewitched by the chaotic party and used by it!" It's over, and it's all over.

"Where is Your Majesty?"

Looking up, Guan Mingtang looked at his secretary and asked.

"At the training base in northern Jiangsu..."

When the secretary's words fell, Guan Mingtang suddenly understood something. Now he knows that His Majesty may have been there in the past few days. What is he waiting for?

He is waiting for the deterioration of the opportunity. In this way, he can righteously send out the army. From the beginning, and even from the last time he went to Harbin, perhaps His Majesty was calculating how to "teach them a lesson". For Your Majesty, Guan Mingtang is really too I understand that as a grass-hearted man who is the emperor of China, he has never been a weak person, let alone as "kind" as the outside world imagines. When he needs it, he will raise his sword in his hand without mind.

A big stick and a radish. Perhaps, this is the real majesty. After so many years, Guan Mingtang found that he had forgotten his understanding of His Majesty and blindly thought that he was a benevolent king and a Mingjun, but now... At this time, Guan Mingtang regretted that he regretted that he had not made a decision earlier, but now, he regretted. What else is the use... "Prepare the car, I..." Suddenly, Guan Mingtang stood up and said to the secretary.

"I'm going to see your majesty..."

As soon as a sentence was said, a stream of thick blood rushed restlessly in his chest, rushing straight through his throat and spewing out of his mouth. It was dark in front of him. Guan Mingtang suddenly fell into the office and knew nothing.

"Your Excellency!"

His secretary was scared by the scene in front of him and shouted sadly. When the people outside the door heard the wrong sound, they quickly turned their heads and were shocked when they saw it. The staff of the Prime Minister's official residence gathered around and carried Guan Mingtang to bed. Just as people invited the doctor to come over, Guan Mingtang woke up leisurely. The first thing he said when he woke up was.

"Quickly, prepare the car, I... I'm going to see Your Majesty!"

Airplane!

Several planes appeared over Nanjing. Unlike in the past, these large planes flew at low altitude. When the plane flew by, Tiannv scattered countless pieces of paper like flowers. When the snow-white pieces of paper fell in the air, the plane disappeared leisurely behind the towering gate tower.

is a flyer! Millions of leaflets fell from the air.

"The country is in a state of emergency!"

"National martial law!"

"Military and police enter the city to restore order in the capital!"

"End the demonstration immediately!"

This is the last warning!

For the vast majority of workers who originally joined in the fun, after seeing the leaflets falling down, when they saw the military and police restore order, they immediately burst into fear. They quietly left the street and returned home. Now home may be the safest. Any civilian will always have fear from the bottom of his heart when facing the army. The previous political axe and silence and now the sudden announcement only make them subconsciously feel that the political axe is no longer unbearable. The Minister of Justice was attacked by thugs at home. If they still resist when the army comes, who can guarantee that the army will take them? As a thug?

"Classmates, we should stick to it here and never compromise!"

"Friends, persistence is victory..."

At the same time, when the workers evacuated the street, the students at the Congress Square were still insisting. They seemed to believe that they were on the right side and that their actions were right.

"The army is out!"

At 12 noon, a frightening news began to spread in Nanjing.

The First Cavalry Division left the barracks, the Marine Corps appeared at the Xiaguan Naval Parade Pier, and a large number of troops in Jiangbei were crossing the river... One by one, frightening news began to come. At the same time, some abnormal phenomena also occurred in the city. Some members of Congress were also secretly arrested by the Bureau of Investigation.

In the sunset, behind the iron fence of the Nanjing Military Prison cell, Song Ziyue's face in a suit looked very frightened, and he kept shaking like a sieve.

"How could this happen?"

At this time, when he was caught in this military prison, he didn't even react. Originally, like other legislators, he was ready to dissolve the strike committee and then return to Congress to be his senator, but now... now he is in prison, and it is this military prison. .

Outside the door of the cell, several guards were blocked on the other side of the iron fence. Song Ziyue hugged his knees tightly, looked up nervously, and quickly withdrew his head back into the false safe space composed of limbs.

"Song Ziyue, come out."

At this time, the guards obviously did not give any respect to the member of the House of Commons, but called on his name.

But in the face of this situation, he didn't even know what had happened. Song Ziyue seemed to be discouraged by the courage to verbally resist. From entering the military prison, which was only used to hold political prisoners, he knew that everything was over. He might be like some speculators. After the failure, he lost not only his property, but also his life!

"Song Ziyue, come out quickly."

When the police saw that the prisoner did not want to move, they shouted impatiently.

A few seconds later, Song Ziyue, who looked like dead ashes, was like a lamb to be slaughtered. He was dragged out of the narrow single cell by several guards with a big waist. For the guard's rude action, he did not shout, but was dragged by them as soft as noodles.

Soon he was thrown into a slightly more spacious room, and a strong light made him unable to open his eyes.

"Cit down."

Behind the dazzling light source, there was a cold, without a trace of emotion or even suffocating sound.

Song Ziyue sat numbly on a simple bench in the middle of the room. In order to avoid the strong light from the front, he kept looking left and right.

There are rows of polished shackles hanging on the wall, the walls, floors and even the ceiling are stained with blood that can't be washed, and the room is filled with the smell of blood and barbecue - Song Ziyue is the first time he has seen such a place since he was a child. In his impression, the prison trial room should be relatively civilized. Dao, Your Majesty is firmly opposed to torture. As a member of the House of Representatives of Congress, he has also visited the prison many times to ensure the human rights of prisoners, but here... "Military prison is the darkest corner of China's prison system."

Because of the name of "military", the military prison is completely separated from the management of the judicial system, but by the management of the army. Song Ziyue has more or less heard some "rumors" about military prisons. Now, all this in front of him is undoubtedly reminding that everything is by no means a rumor! It's the truth. This strong, lingering smell of blood is here to remind him of a fact!

"Who is your mastermind behind the scenes?"

The other party hid in the shadow behind the light source. Song Ziyue couldn't see his expression clearly. Listening to the cold and emotionless voice, he only felt a chill pierced into the bone marrow.

For a while, Song Ziyue, who slowly recovered some switted mind, reluctantly squeezed out a few words:

"I...I...I...National...Congress...Member...Member..."

Member of Congress!

Members of Congress are protected by law. How can they treat themselves so rudely? I, I want to protest, I want to... But he doesn't have the courage to say these words at all.

"You are a dead man."

It's still the emotionless word.

"I..."

Dead... Song Ziyue's face turned whiter.

"Who is your mastermind behind you!?"

Song Ziyue's language nerves suddenly stopped, and he couldn't spit out a word. What's behind the scenes there? It's simply... At this time, a roll of newspaper was thrown in front of Song Ziyue.

"Look, this is the newspaper to be published tomorrow."

The newspaper to be invented tomorrow?

Song Ziyue was stunned. Why did he appear in front of him now? The first thing that came to his eyes was a blood-like bright red title:

Thug Riot! Several legislators were attacked!

Looking at another newspaper, the huge black title on the front page took up half of the page:

The rioters create chaos! Members of Congress and cabinet ministers were attacked! "Last night, Nanjing gunshots roared, and the army fought fiercely with the insurgents" such inciting surname titles also shocked and occupied the front pages of other large and small newspapers. These newspapers are all newspapers without exception. This... "This, this is a lie! Your lies will be exposed! At that time, all citizens will know the truth!"

Looking at the content of the newspaper, Song Ziyue didn't know where the courage came from. The reports in the newspaper he saw were all lies, which were completely full of lies.

"Lies?"

A sneer suddenly sounded, and then a contemptuous word came from the shadow.

"Maybe from now on, some newspapers have begun to assess reporters. The title of the examination is: Assuming that you are a reporter of the Qin Dynasty, please report the "book burning incident of Confucianism". A said, "The tyranny is in power, the darkest day in history." The examiner's comment was: "You don't understand politics!" Therefore, he was dismissed, and B said, "Sudden earthquake." The examiner's comment was: "Wisdom is not enough." Three months' salary was paid as severance pay, and finally C replied: There was an accident in the evening of the bonfire. Three hundred Confucian students were killed, a large number of ancient books were burned, and our emperor personally went to the disaster relief. The examiner's comment is: Talent! Keep it!"

Then a sneer came out of the shadow, and then the cold voice continued to come from the shadow.

"Now, just as you and I are talking, the army is entering the city. After the martial law is implemented, anyone who refuses to leave will be arrested, the leader will also be arrested, and the rebels will be executed!"

Jiangbei barracks, at this time, the army is constantly driving to the other side by various means of transportation. Those young soldiers have a firm face and no hesitation. They will go to the capital to restore order in the capital. For these soldiers, especially those farmers' children, it is difficult for them to identify with the workers and students. Behavior, in their opinion, their behavior is betraying the country.

"Your task is to enforce martial law!"

The order is extremely accurate, and martial law is enforced! However, for others, without any requirements and restrictions, how to enforce martial law? I didn't say how to deal with myself in the face of resistance. I didn't say that their only order was to execute the order. I'm afraid only God knows how to execute it and how to execute it.

"Your Majesty, you can't ignore the people's self-esteem, people's will and people's self-awareness like this... You, Your Majesty, if you use force to suppress the people, you are reap the bitter fruits you have planted in the future."

Guan Mingtang, who bowed his head, looked at his Majesty with his back to him and said sadly. When he came to Jiangbei, he saw thousands of soldiers with live ammunition crossing the river on the ferry. They were going to suppress those civilians and students. In the barracks, he had deliberately checked the soldiers' guns, and there was nothing in them. As an exception, it is equipped with live ammunition.

Chen Moran didn't pay much attention to Guan Mingtang's warning:

"History will prove how right our choice is today!"

History will prove how correct it is today's decision. China, at least in the next few decades, can no longer go the old way, and the way to avoid going the old way is to deterrence. In this special era, there are still too many social contradictions for such a new initial industrialization. For the country, there is no minimum deterrent, so what will be waiting for this country?

Revolution, riot, destruction... "Your Majesty, if you really do that! You and your decision have ruined everything. Maybe the revolution will not happen now, but the revolution will be inevitable in the future.

Guan Mingtang's words only shocked Chen Moran, and then he said with a wry smile.

"You also noticed it..."

At the same time of silence, Guan Mingtang's skin on his face was slightly **:

"Your Majesty, because of this, in any case, we must avoid the revolution. If things are only at this point, then the revolution is inevitable."

"If there are some people who really want to destroy this empire, I will make them regret being born in this world!"

When spitting out these heroic words, Chen Moran was quite hesitant. Can he really do all this? Can he really be cruel? Maybe, at least for now, I will never change.

In the face of His Majesty's answer, Guan Mingtang coughed violently, as if he was going to spit out his lungs the next second. At this time, his face was pale and he had no previous spirit at all.

"Have a good rest. I understand what you mean. I will definitely keep it firmly in mind. Now, the army has been dispatched, and martial law has been issued. Everything is inevitable."

"Your Majesty..."

With a wry smile, at this moment, Guan Mingtang knew that things had reached an irreparable situation. At this time, he turned his eyes to the wall clock. It was already midnight. It was twelve o'clock. He faintly seemed to hear the sound of gunfire and explosion from the capital. Listening to the sound of illusion or real gunfire, Guan Mingtang was painful. He closed his eyes bitterly.

"Your Majesty, if everything is inevitable, please... Your Majesty, please scold the minister and so on. This, let the minister bear this responsibility..."

When saying this, Guan Mingtang seemed to be much older. Now, when everything is inevitable, someone must stand up and take responsibility. This person must not be your majesty.

"Gan Qing..."

He looked at Guan Mingtang in surprise, but his words sounded again.

"Now, a lot of troops have entered the city, which is almost enough. Also... Please stop sending troops, Your Majesty, or the Holy King..."

More than half an hour later, Guan Mingtang walked to the barracks yard step by step and saw the officers collecting the army. When he heard the officers' order to suspend entering the city, a wry smile appeared on his face, and his body shook even more. It seemed that it only took a gust of wind to blow him to the ground.

"Adult..."

When the attendant tried to help him, he waved his hand and motioned the attendant to leave. Was he a meritorious official or a sinner? With a wry smile, Guan Mingtang, who walked out of the barracks, turned around and looked in the direction of His Majesty, and then looked at the national flag on the flagpole. It was over!

Your Majesty is still the Holy King... Standing in the office and thinking about the retreat Guan Mingtang left for him in the end, Chen Moran's heart was dumbfounded. Guan Mingtang solved the last problem in a self-fouling way. He did not need to bear any responsibility for everything today. All responsibilities will be borne by the Prime Minister. We will... "Your Majesty!"

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the attendant who walked into the room bowed his head.

"Your Majesty, Lord Guan, Lord Guan swallows a gun by the river...!"

What... When he asked a question, Chen Moran only felt that his eyes suddenly darkened, and he suddenly held the table when he was shaking. This... Zheqin... "Go down!"

He waved his hand hard, but Chen Moran closed his eyes. Now, not when he is weak, everything will end! After the country enters a state of emergency, the House of Representatives will be disbanded. The boundary... "This is my empire, this is what I built, this... This will be a thousand-year empire, an empire that no one can shake..."

In the office of this army, Chen Moran, who was holding his desk, said to himself. With these words, his eyes became more and more resolute, and gradually the people calmed down. After his expression was firm, he motioned the servant to enter the room. Say it lightly:

"Gan Qing, although he has made great contributions to the country, it is also difficult to hide the fault of being good at soldiers now. Although he atoned for his sins with his body, although his sins are hard to be redeemed... He surrendered to..."

At this moment, Chen Moran finally made the final choice. Although the process was really difficult, it was the last choice. After the attendant left the office, he walked to the window and looked at the white sky. The sun was about to come out.

Tomorrow will be a new beginning!

(the whole book is finished)