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

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Even the big leader was shocked by Ning An's words, and the corners of his eyes became moist involuntarily.

He was happy for Lin Zexu, and also for all the heroes of the Qing Dynasty.

Over the years, the Qing Dynasty has been hated more and more, and even all historical figures are hated.

Ji Xiaolan was ridiculed, and He Shen became the winner in life, full of praise.

One question, why is this so?

Just answer, isn't it normal for a country where everything is subversive?
Makes people speechless for a long time.

Now, finally, someone is speaking for these heroes.

What did they do wrong?
Want to be pressed against the history books and pounded hard?Those marketing accounts just read some articles and classics, and then used their own thoughts to try their best to discredit the achievements of these people?

The words used, in the final analysis, are nothing more than the word foolish and loyal.

And I ask, can you find the rest?

You can say that the emperor is wrong, the court is wrong, but you should not say that these heroes are wrong.

After all, they sacrificed their lives for this country.

He did not live up to his youthful dreams, his passion, and his responsibilities!
Perhaps, they were born in the wrong dynasty.

But they, no water is too cold.

When you are born, you should bear the responsibility of when.

Are the ancestors willing to be born in an era full of wars and flames?

Don't they want to live in a peaceful and prosperous world?

But, this is not us, they can choose.

right?

………………

The audience was already excited and jumped up.

"It turns out that Mr. Lin still has so many achievements and such an outstanding vision. It's sad and lamentable. The Qing court is really blind, and he can't see gold inlaid with jade."

"If everyone is Lin Zexu, even if the Qing court is corrupt, there may still be room to breathe. However, the imperial power is obsessed with the glory of the ancestors, and the subjects fight for power. You die and die, but the chessboard of the world is smashed into pieces."

"If Master Lin was born in an awakened age, he must be not inferior to Mr. Chen. At that time, he may not have been so stubborn, not so foolish and loyal. He was only loyal to China and only the people."

"I just want to say, Master Lin, it wasn't you who ruined the Qing court, but the Qing court ruined you."

"Agree!"

"+1!"

"+..."

Lin Zexu closed his eyes and said nothing, Ning An sighed softly, bent down, and bowed deeply to the controversial old man.

"My lord, when talking with you, there will be a time to say goodbye. It is a great honor to meet you in Ning'an today. It is a blessing for all people in China to have an adult as the backbone. I hope that this farewell will be smooth sailing and no more suffering in the future. "

Hearing these words, Lin Zexu smiled.

He understood what Ning An meant, and advised Jun to say goodbye this time, don't be too persistent.

But, in this case, he is no longer Lin Zexu.

The sky, the earth, the sun and the moon are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch for thousands of generations.

Lin Zexu should look like Lin Zexu.

Now that he knows that the future generations will be healthy and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, he should continue to be Lin Zexu, who sells cigarettes in Humen.

When the fog blows away and the dream wakes up, it seems like a thousand sails have passed, leaving only lonely silence.

"May Huaxia live in peace forever."

Lin Zexu didn't say anything aggressive, but calmly replied with a blessing.

All the feelings have been included in it, no matter how much you say, it can't match the meaning of this sentence.

The fate gathers and the fate separates, and there are so many separations in the world.

May the next time we meet, it will not be like this.

There is no tranquility and comfort when the master and son parted, and there is no grandeur and desolation when Qin Shihuang entered the earth.

Only a little more, hope.

In that ward.

Wuming had already changed out of his white hospital gown and put on his beloved navy blue body. He gently stroked the siren on his chest, and looked resolutely at 1 and Lin Zexu on the TV.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, bright and gorgeous.

He was grateful to Ning An from the bottom of his heart.

Thank you for having such a program that brought him back to life.

Let him know that it turns out that people can still live like this.

As long as I don't fall down and don't shed the last drop of blood, I will dedicate the rest of my life to the country and people I love.

Even if he lay down in an urn, even if he turned into Qingfeng's tombstone.

It is also to use the souls of heroes to guard our land of China.

Born as a Chinese, death is the soul of China!
May thousands of nameless people stand up again, possess the tenacity of their ancestors, never give up, never fall.

Don't be afraid of the abyss ahead, don't feel like a lonely wolf.

Behind you are thousands of Chinese people.

They can also protect you.

………………

In the house of the community.

Both mother and son did not speak, they kept looking at the screen, weeping continuously, and finally, they laughed.

yes, laughed.

The mother's eyes flickered through struggle, and finally turned into a trace of softness, and she nodded towards her child.

She agreed.

Back off.

Since, you father and son must protect this country and inherit the dream.

Then let me continue to stand behind you, spread your wings for you, and help you soar.

Excitement and joy appeared on the boy's face. He hurried forward and hugged his mother affectionately.

Then, he quickly ran to his room, and carefully opened the cabinet that had been dusty for five years.

He took out a navy blue police uniform with 013013 marked on it.

The police force has a rule that if a policeman dies, his police number will be sealed.

When activated again, it means that his blood descendants have inherited his glory.

The leaves are flying in the air, and the fire is endless in the world.

Pass the torch, but that's all.

This wife lost her husband five years ago, but today she personally sent her child to the battlefield full of thorns and dangers.

Her courage is admirable and her ideas are respectable.

The wind blows in gently.

It seems that a gentle palm opened the screen window, sending in the cool moonlight and spreading it on the table.

There, an admission letter from the Police Academy was shining brightly under the moonlight.

On the empty table, the old photo had turned yellowish. Under the refraction of the moonlight, it was only possible to faintly discern the handwriting on the clothes reflecting the bright light.

It is consistent with the navy blue handwriting, shining with the same brilliance.

The past and the present collide today, and the inheritance kicks off.

A hero walks in his father's footsteps.

He wants to walk through the mud that his father has gone through, and swallow the bitterness, until he stands side by side with his father.

May the fire of hope be passed on from generation to generation, and the name of heroes will be immortalized forever.

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In a room full of depression and tension.

The third child quietly clenched his fists, his cell phone rang suddenly, and the people around immediately looked at him vigilantly.

After three years, he still hasn't gained enough trust.

The third child slowly took out his mobile phone, his pupils changed color instantly, and then he looked at everyone as if nothing had happened.

He shook his phone with a smile, and said in a half-joking tone.

"It's nothing. Last time the proprietress of the restaurant asked me to watch the moon at night, but I refused."

"Hahaha, third child, you really don't understand the style. The lady boss has a very greedy figure and appearance. She has black silk on her legs. Be good, I want to tear her up on the spot. You are really..."

The man laughed loudly, then put his arms around the third child's shoulders, changed his tone suddenly, and locked his throat instead.

"Don't move, third child, it's better to be a brother, don't make it too difficult for me."

"Brother Xiong, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, you are an undercover agent, the boss asked me to see you off this time." The man said such a sentence lightly.

The third child's heart sank suddenly, and he knew that this time, he was in big trouble.

It's definitely not something that can be solved in a few words, the other party is very confident.

Could it be that his information was leaked?
Thinking of this, the third child thought of Lin Zexu he had seen just now, and suddenly felt a surge of grief and indignation in his heart.

That being the case, let's die together.

However, he hadn't waited for him to make a move.

boom.

All I heard was a gunshot.

There was a blood hole on Brother Xiong's head, and the blood splashed everywhere.

After the rapid gunshots, there were corpses all over the place.

The third child was stunned for a moment, and looked at the 'cook' who didn't like to talk much on weekdays.

"Hello, comrade."

The moment these words sounded, the third child felt tears welling up in his eyes, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.

How long, how long have you not heard this kind address?

It turned out that he was not fighting alone.

It turned out that he had always had comrades by his side.

For such a title, even death is worth it.

On this day, the police launched a large-scale cleaning operation.

The youngest took the lead and captured many criminals. When the operation started, he realized that he was never alone.

Countless comrades in arms silently accompanied him to guard the distant China.

After all these people were arrested and brought to justice, the moment they set foot on the land of Huaxia.

The third child finally remembered his name.

His name is... Wan Aiguo.

The hero's heart beats today.

The name of the hero is restored today.