At this moment, I have awakened the eternal heroic spirit of China

Time is like a dream, memories are the past.

In the blink of an eye, Ning An and Lin Zexu returned to the study, as if the previous scene was nothing more than a ridiculous dream.

Lin Zexu's mind could not be calm for a long time, he looked at Ning An, and finally sighed.

"That's all, let this Daqing and I disappear into the long river of history together and become the past."

Lin Zexu gave up reporting this matter to the court and to the emperor.

At this moment, he made the right choice between the Qing dynasty and the later generations.

I can't understand how struggling and difficult he is feeling at this moment.

He has believed in the imperial court all his life, and he has given up on the Qing Dynasty, which he regards as more precious than life.

What made him do this was not the memorial halls and monuments erected by later generations, but those 'confidants'.

He knew that if the Qing Dynasty was allowed to continue, such heroes might not be able to rest in peace.

For the soul of future generations, let my dream of Lin Zexu be broken and dissipated like today...

This time, Lin Zexu didn't cry, but everyone did.

"I seem to be able to understand Master Lin's mood. This is like asking us to betray our beliefs and do things that go against our own country. That will be extremely difficult."

"Please don't stand up and talk without back pain. You can't embody national sentiments, but you can emulate your parents. Your mother has worked so hard to raise you, but in the end, I will tell you that your mother is a murderer. Are you betraying her and killing your relatives, or helping her?" She escaped sanctions?"

"It's really, really great to be able to live up to the court and the country in that era."

"Master Lin, we will take your share to live better in future generations."

Time is coming to an end.

The audience all had a premonition that this time, they would leave an ancestor reluctantly.

Damn Ning An, it's always so short.Let them find the pattern, the progress bar can no longer hold up.

"Master Lin, do you want to see your future?"

Suddenly, Ning An suddenly asked such a question.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

Finally, it exploded.

"My God, goodbye, brother Ning An, Mr. Lin can't, he is already very beautiful and contented, you can't hurt him anymore."

"It's too cruel for you to let him bear his broken dream, anchor, please don't, please."

"Don't, really, don't, let a person be hurt by his own beliefs, how painful it would be for him, please, anchor, don't do this!"

Thousands of blood letters, just begging Ning An not to let Lin Zexu see his future.

However, the right to decide is not in the hands of Ning An, nor in the hands of the audience, but in the hands of Lin Zexu.

He looked at Ning An sadly, with a calm expression, as if he had anticipated something.

Then, he looked up and laughed.

"Haha, it's good to just take a look. I didn't expect that Lin would one day be able to spy on the secrets and know the fate. This life is not wasted, this life is not wasted, hahaha."

His smile is very relieved and relaxed.

But his heart is very depressed and complicated.

Ning An looked at Lin Zexu, and finally chose not to call up the screen, but chose to dictate.

He didn't know why he would make such a decision, but a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Give Lin Zexu's faith the last bit of dignity.

"After you sold cigarettes in Humen, Emperor Daoguang praised you very much. Even, on your birthday, Emperor Daoguang personally inscribed a plaque with the word "Fu Shou" to reward you. However, later, the British army attacked and the court was defeated miserably."

Although Lin Zexu had never seen it with his own eyes, he felt the scene of that day from these few words.

It was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the battlefield was hazy with blood.

The drums of war are everywhere, the enemy is everywhere, the smoke is billowing, and the enemy's gunfire is full.

Our army fought bravely, but finally fell in a pool of blood amidst the artillery fire, leaving corpses one after another.

The enemy in the trenches is terrified, and our army is dead.Countless warriors gripped their guns tightly even when they were about to die, staring at their eyes, refusing to admit defeat.

The roar of the artillery was deafening, countless officers and soldiers rushed forward, the fierce gunshots sprayed out huge flames, and the piercing screams echoed in this battlefield. A group of people buried their blood on this battlefield forever.

He vaguely saw his old friend, Guan Tianpei.

A soldier was crying, looking at his close comrade-in-arms full of grief, howling.

"My lord, our cannon... can't hit the enemy."

Accompanied by these words, the enemy's artillery fire continued to shoot down, knocking down soldiers one by one.

Guan Tianpei was full of chills, and his heart was broken all over the place.

What makes him sad is not that he died in this battle, man, he should only die for the country on the battlefield, why return the shrouded body in horse leather.

But, Guan Tianpei refused to accept such a useless death, refused to accept it!

"Heaven, open your eyes and look at this world. What's going on? Daqing, is there any help?"

Guan Tianpei yelled, full of grief, and finally a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he picked up his weapon.

He wants to face the enemy army as a soldier.

Even if the country betrays me, I will never betray the country.

This is us, Qiu Ba's loyalty.

Please, gentlemen in the temple, take a closer look.

Let's see if we are worthy of the name of benevolence and righteousness! ! !
"Boys, today is the day to serve the country, follow me to kill!!!"

"kill!!!"