Daqing Criminal Division

The elder Sagdamafa said to him when he was very young, that he can achieve success only by benevolent to his own poverty and to benefit the world.

If Erlang wants to achieve a career, he must send his love to Jiangshan, so that he can achieve glory in his life.

This sentence is actually a bit profound for children.

Because it is still very difficult for children's minds to understand what the so-called world refers to so early.

But at that time, his Mafa couldn't answer him, because at that time, the crown prince Shaobao who served Shizu, Shengzu, and Shizong's three emperors in front of the imperial court was about to die.

He has been a loyal minister and a good teacher all his life, assisting the emperors of the three dynasties, and it seems that he has no regrets behind him.

But the moment this great old man left the world.

But still with full head of gorgeous hair and trembling hands like dead wood, he called the naive Changling to himself, and whispered these words in his ear gently.

He said, Changling, Mafa is leaving.

But Mafa still tells you one thing, I spent my whole life thinking about it, recording the scenes in the history books with my life, but I couldn't understand it, and when I was old, I finally figured it out.

Although you are still young, you have to remember one thing.

The masters of the country will always be the people.Not the emperor, the emperor is the person who makes the decision, and does not really own the country.

Because in the eyes of the common people, those who came before were thieves, and those who came after were also thieves. When the king thought about it, the gate of the country was broken. The people who suffered the most in all dynasties, in fact, will always be the people of this land.

You were not born in troubled times and don't understand the instability of this world, but Mafa's eyes have seen too much, but Mafa has been a courtier for the country all his life. Although he is loyal to the emperor, he has never done more for these suffering people something.

But you and Marfa are different.

Because you are still young, your life is still long, your eyes are clean, and your heart is sincere, so you must stick to your ambition in the future and be the glory of this country, you know.

After saying this with too many personal emotions, the former prince Shaobao passed away, but the words he left to Chang Ling created the biggest question in Chang Ling's life from now on.

one's ambition.

What the hell is this.

The 14-year-old Saltuk Changling took this question as a question that he has been thinking about since then, and then ushered in another very important turning point in his life.

He became a costin.

What is Costin?

That is the secret that ordinary people may not know, because they are a group of people who are destined to have no names and turn into birds.

No matter how many things he has done for other people in this life, it is impossible for others to know that he is a truly unknown person.

If an ordinary person wants to join, he must be determined to give up a lot. Changling himself will do this for one reason, because in the first year of King Sejong, a very important person in his family happened to pass away.

That person is Chang Ling's elder brother Hui Ling.

Before that, Changling once thought that his elder brother was just a small official who was fishing in troubled waters under the head of the Ministry of Industry.

Because he is not only a guy who never helps himself in fights outside.

He is also a little unreasonable, and his official position is not big, he has never even been used to go to court, and his mouth is full of sour words. He is really an inconspicuous little person in the whole capital.

But every once in a while, Huiling would find an excuse with his family, saying that he was sent by the court to go somewhere for a period of time, and then returned home after ten days and a half months.

Changling usually only thinks that he really went out for business.

After all, what would a little civil servant who could scare him into screaming at the puppy raised by the manager of the Ministry of Industry go out?

Until one day, Huiling, who had promised to come back on time this time, finally returned home, but Changling ran out, only to see a bloody man lying in front of the house, but he could barely recognize him.

His elder brother Saltuk Huiling was only 22 years old when he died on duty.

When it snowed heavily in the winter of the previous year, the family was buying things at the house for the New Year.

The elder mother was twisting the new shoes and socks for the brothers with a needle and thread, and then said that she urged him to find a suitable girl's house in Beijing.

At that time, Huiling said perfunctorily, that this girl can't do that, and finally said that it's better to wait for Chang Ling to grow up, but she also shirked it in a blink of an eye.

But it was such a guy, on the day he died outside and was sent back, there was still a flower secretly in his bloody chest.

Who is that flower for.

Changling didn't know either, because Huiling never said whether he had ever liked any woman until his death, maybe it was really for Li Qingzhao in his dream.

But perhaps, there is another reason.

That is, he may just feel that his death is too ugly, and finally he carries a flower on his body and takes it home, maybe it can make his unlucky corpse look less ugly, and it can also give relatives some comfort when they see him .

A snow-white and blood-stained sea of ​​fragrant snow bloomed on this guy's chest.

It seemed that the dried blood on the face that was once full of vitality but now lifeless was so terrible.

This is a bit like what his elder brother who loved to recite poems sourly all his life, for fear that others would cry.

But Chang Ling, who was still a child, still lay on his chest and cried miserably.

It was also on this day that Saltuk Changling finally learned a secret.

That is, his elder brother Saltuk Huiling is not a silent and inconspicuous little man, but a sea dongqing who has been concealing his identity.

The Saltuk family has only two sons.

One is gone for this country.

Now Chang Ling is determined to do the same thing.

But at that time, no one could stop him.

It was also during this year that he met someone.

That person's name is Fucha Fuyu.

The two became friends when they were young, and they became friends because they had a common wish at that time, and they joined Costin at that time in the fourth year of Sejong.

When Chang Ling first met him.

The other party was riding a horse. He was wearing a big sable fur cloak with a chill collar. The fluffy and soft fur collar covered half of his face, only a pair of black ones were exposed, which were bigger than the horses in the paddock. Wild eyes.

At that moment, Chang Ling thought of the two lines of a song his brother loved most when he was alive.

The setting sun melts into gold, and the evening clouds combine.

Fu Yu is a sharp blade, a peerless sword that combines gold and jade.

But also the brightest and most sonorous heart in the world.

At that time, Chang Ling felt that Fu Yu might be able to become a trustworthy friend who could entrust his personal ambitions.

Because Fu Yu, like him, was determined to take this road by himself, and even his road was more difficult than Chang Ling, because the dead man was his father, and his Amma has another amazing name.

Beneficial in all directions.

Guard the mountains and rivers.

These eight characters are exactly the fate of Fu Yu's life.

It started when he was born.

"...Ayu, from today onwards, you will be the next 'Bafang Erji'."

"Do it, good boy."

"Be as firm and free as Haidongqing, be kind to everyone in the family, and live well... In this life, don't let me down... Do you remember your real name?"

In the memory of the heavy snowfall, the middle-aged man covered in blood lying in front of him held his back neck and spoke word by word.

When he was a teenager, Fu Yu, who was always alone in a daze, leaned on the snow with the man.

His face still had the stubbornness and coldness of a young man, but the emotion in those eyes couldn't deceive anyone. The piece of jade with black tassels just like that mixed with blood fell to the snow with a bang.

Holding his palm tightly with both hands, something like water stains fell on the snow, but he couldn't say a word.

【'Niuer Niuer is on the slope,'】

['The green leaves in the countryside are so beautiful. ']

['One side of the loess and one side of the field, the mountains are high and the water is long. ']

【'Who is Niuer Niuer busy for? After busying with spring plowing and autumn crops;'】

['It is not afraid of wind, frost, rain and snow, and walks around with the bell ringing. ']

The man who was about to usher in the last moment of his life hummed this song word by word, closed his eyes just like that, and fell into the snow with a smile on his face. " were all on his lips.

Shepherd boy and cow.

It's like the life of a young man who went to the mountains and rivers for the Qing Dynasty and Sejong is about to become the life of another young man, Fu Yu.

Fu Yu wants to protect others more than anyone else in the world, and protect all those who want to protect.

The word "mountain and river".

It is the Fucha family, and it is the soul and bones bestowed on him by Mr. Li Rongbao.

Later, Changling also thought that if this person who is so important to Jiangshan, Shizong, and everyone can stay in the world for a few more days.

Will Fu Yu insist on going this lonely road alone?

Chang Ling didn't know the answer.

"That dead man is the most persistent person in the world."

"However, he is also the most unshakable person in this world."

This is what Ah Gui said to Chang Ling later.

They all understand that because Fu Yu is powerful, but also lonely, because he is all-rounder, he naturally has more burdens on his shoulders than others.

But he was really too tired and too hard on himself.

Is Fu Yu, who has pushed herself to the most terrifying, cruel and merciless situation, really happy?

Chang Ling never dared to ask.

Until that day, a night related to everyone's fate, when the spider's web was aimed at Suncheon, amidst the noise of smoke and explosions, the city walls and houses fell.

Hai Dongqing, who was omnipotent in the past, failed to save Shuntian Mansion and the people this time, and even Fu Yu himself was involved in the shadow, and paid an unrememberable price.

"The sticky man."

"Can you save everyone?"

It came from the problem of the 'flower-back spider' who was standing under the wall of the dilapidated and collapsed Shenwu Gate.

A drop of bright red blood rolled down the bridge of his nose. The unruly young man was dressed in black, his waist armor and shoulder armor were black, and he didn't answer. He just dragged his precarious steps, stepping on his boots and walking forward step by step.

The fireball ammunition that burst into sparks and turned into ten thousand times more painful than a sharp blade pierced through his eyes, making his eyes red with blood, but he didn't stop, just like crazy Dedicated to guarding the city gate.

Everyone knows that behind the Shenwu Gate is where the Emperor Jiangshan is.

Luan Yiwei is responsible for the management, Qin Tianjian instructs to make changes, and one person is on duty every day.Every day after dusk, the bell rings one hundred and eight times, and the drum is struck after the bell.

But the bang from the explosion of the firecracker was louder than the sound of the bell and drum.

The firecracker ammunition that passed through his entire head made his eye sockets bloodshot. Fu Yu's eye was bleeding non-stop, but his body still didn't stop.

Around his finger was a silver hawk-training ring, and beneath that ring dangled a silver chain.

The silver chain slid down his wrist.

Then, with his eyes closed, he took off the silver chain and placed it on the snow.

He has bright black eyes like Hai Dongqing.

But his face was covered in blood, as if he had turned into a god, Buddha, and Shura and climbed out step by step from the sea of ​​blood.

He blocked the danger under the city gate that night by himself, so much so that the spider who took the lead in killing a lot of people couldn't help but stop and asked him such a sentence.

"Did you see it?"

"As long as you can't save others once, you can only become a waste in the eyes of others, so why stay at the other end? What's the use of being that 'Broken Arm Arhat'?"

The Buddha's most loyal disciple Broken Arm Arhat.

Back then, he cut off his own arm in order to seek Buddhism, but in the end, when he came to the world, he found that even his own broken arm knife could not save everyone.

"...only, because I am, a 'Citongqing', because I am 'Bafang Erji'..."

Fu Yu, who was lying in a pool of blood, answered so stubbornly.

But in the end, this mission failed for no apparent reason, and Sejong's last catastrophe in 13 years came along with Sejong's illness.

Afterwards, Chang Ling, who had survived until the last moment and almost died in the explosion, couldn't figure out the truth of the incident.

But because they are still young.

It is impossible to see all the shadows and truths under the mountains and rivers.

So that night everyone fell into the biggest trough in their lives. When Chang Ling desperately searched for Fu Yu who was in the fire, but when he found him, the person who never made others think that he would lose had also fallen into the sea of ​​fire.

Fool.

madman.

Chang Ling didn't know how to say hello to him.

But when he gritted his teeth and looked at his bloody man, he saw that Fu Yu's eyes had also been blasted beyond recognition by the cannon.

At this time, the dying opponent also recognized him.

It was the first time in Chang Ling's life that he saw Fu Yu cry in front of others.

But trembling with pain all over his body, he covered his eye with one hand, blood mixed with tears, and told this in a hoarse voice, Chang Ling also cried out of nowhere.

"Long age."

"My... my eyes... are so dark... I don't think I can see anything clearly."

"But there are still a lot of people... there."

"...Chang Ling, what should I do, I... from now on, I will never see you again."

One eye was closed in pain, and Fu Yu, who had only one tear of blood falling down, said that he could not see. This made Chang Ling, who was kneeling in front of him and covering his eyes, burst into painful tears.

Fu Yu's eyes.

Never to be seen again.

At this moment, Saltuk Changling, who had never been afraid of anything, was almost hopeless.

Fu Yu is only 25 years old this year. Like himself, he still has a family to protect.

There is no one he loves yet, and there are so many unrealized ambitions. If he loses one eye, how will he find his own ambitions in the future, and how can he be a free and easy costin?

"... Fu Yu."

"Fu Yu, I beg you...to live."

"Absolutely, absolutely don't die."

His voice was trembling, his hands were covered with blood, but Chang Ling's tears, which could not block the bloody holes in Fu Yu's body, were in his eyes.

He was only hurt by flesh and blood injuries and his back was so painful that he couldn't move his back. Under such circumstances, he really didn't dare to think about what Fu Yu was going through.

Will Fu Yu die?

Will he die like Brother Huiling?

Chang Ling suddenly felt terrified.

But it was the last night of Sejong's 13th year.

In the Shuntian Mansion where Lieyan Shura surrounded everyone waiting for rescue, a person appeared.

It was the appearance of that person who saved Fu Yu who was about to die that night, and brought his life back to the human world.

The man himself was also in a mess at the time, with a scar on his face that was cut by a knife, and he looked like he was covered in blood, crawling out of the sea of ​​blood as if he was going to die in the next second.

Looking at the clothes on his body, one can tell that this is a city defender just like them.

But his appearance here at this time also means that Shuntian has completely fallen at this time.

Because there are dead people everywhere in the city, everyone has fallen into great sorrow and despair. The cries of despair and helplessness not only come from the death of life, but also because there are so many people in this huge Shuntian, but there is no one. Really able to hold this place.

This is the tragedy of all.

It was also a failure to protect everyone here all the time, and under such circumstances, when that person was in front of Chang Ling, there was a faint and inextinguishable fire in his eyes.

The flames lit up the dark Shuntian city.

It was also at this moment that Chang Ling seemed to think of the words his Mafa said to him when he died.

He seemed to see ambition in this person's eyes.

And, even at this point, there is no hope of giving up.

who is this.

Chang Ling suddenly wanted to know, even though he didn't know the other party.

And because afterwards, that person gave the long-term wound medicine, and tore off a corner of the robe in his hand and gave it to Fu Yu who had eyesight on the ground.

In the end, he didn't even take care of the wound himself, and was about to stand up staggeringly and leave.

But this person shocked Chang Ling so much that before he left, Chang Ling couldn't help but stopped him and asked his name again.

"Dare to ask...my lord's first and last name."

"... In the future, Haidongqing and the others will repay you in Shuntian sticky pole today."

Saltuk Changling, who had bloodstains on his face and forehead, was kneeling on one knee at the bottom of the city tower at that time.

"Duan Yuheng."

This is the last sentence left to Chang Ling by the young man who stretched out a hand and tore off a corner of his robe, then bent down to stop the bleeding and bandage the eyes of Fu Yu, who was already a bloody man at that time.

His and Fu Yu's figures intersected briefly in the flames.

The fate of the two is like the Yanjin Jianhe recorded in Jin Shu. There was a wonderful time intertwined, but they parted again. ,

When will we meet.

No one knows.

After all, most people in this world have only met once, which is the only time in their lives.

But after finishing speaking, the person who seemed to be caught in the shadow of the night just left.

Duan Yuheng.

This name was known to everyone in the capital of King Sejong for 13 years.

But this is also the first time for Chang Ling, it turns out that Duan Yuheng of Nanjun Ji is such a character.

It will be dawn tomorrow.

Shuntian is no longer Shuntian, but on this night, he met Duan Yuheng. The world has never known about the ingenious coincidence of this fate.

From the beginning to the end, Fu Yu, who was seriously injured, did not wake up.

But the cause and effect between him and this Duan Yuheng, which is related to life and death, was planted in this way. At this time, Chang Ling didn't know what kind of story would happen in the future, but it was like a saying.

fate.

This is the most unpredictable thing in this world.

Five years.

Luckily, he saved his life, but Fu Yu, who was killed by the bullet and ruined Hai Dongqing's career, has since disappeared in the capital.

No one knows where he went alone after that year, but since that night, some things have been tampered with silently, but Chang Ling can only think about such a thing occasionally by himself.

This is what Jang Ling saw with his own eyes on the last night of Sejong's 13 years.

This is also the last night of Sejong's 13th year.

Sejong was the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

He is wise, arrogant, and a great emperor.

But his life, like a star, just shone in the sky for 13 years and then fell.

All the courtiers in the court knelt under the steps of the imperial court, watching the eunuch in rich clothes running from there, knelt down, and wept loudly to the sky.

Can all of us really usher in a bright day?

Maybe.

Whether it is three years or five years, he is willing to wait here forever.

Because like that Duan Yuheng, he really didn't want to give up.

But at that moment, Saltuk Changling, whose hands were icy cold, stood outside the city like a man who already knew his fate.

But suddenly I don't know where I should go from today.

country mourning.

What will happen to the fate of these people in the future? On that day, he was thinking, will anyone remember them in a hundred years?

Will not.

Certainly not.

They are just birds who have gone through fire and water again and again for this huge homeland.

Just as in history, the names of any ordinary little people will not be left in the end, so after a hundred years, their names will eventually be submerged.

But history will always remember Sejong's 13th year.

And Sejong, the emperor.

That's enough.

It was also at this moment that Chang Ling, who was only 25 years old this year, stood on the tower of Shuntian Mansion with red eyes and a smile, finally understood the question he had when he was a teenager.

What Fu Yu loves are mountains and rivers.

What Duan Yuheng loves is Undying Hope.

Only what Chang Ling really wants to see is the last glory of Sejong in 13 years.

"Actually, I sometimes think about it too."

"Is Fu Yu really indifferent to everyone, so he keeps a distance from everyone?"

"At this time, I would think of an old man who drowned in an ancient book. The old man was fishing by the river every day. He should have good water quality, but one day he returned home after drowning and changed himself. At first, they said it was nothing important, but later the neighbors discovered that although the old man was saved from drowning, he no longer knows how to swim. "

"When he sees a boat, he remembers that he almost drowned."

"Seeing the water plants floating under the water, the transparent and churning water, the feet floating above, and seeing anything related to drowning, the drowning seems to have passed for a long time, but it has become the old man in the ancient book. A memory that the old man will never forget in his lifetime."

"The old man was originally very good at swimming, but he no longer wanted to have any relationship with anyone or anything related to water. He became a person who never said he could swim all his life."

"From the moment his body was saved, his heart actually fell into another terrible abyss, and no one could save him anymore."

"Fu Yu was the only one who survived the catastrophe, but was drowned in the water."

"However, when I was young, I told people that I wanted to be Costin. No one ever understood me, but when my brother died, I understood."

"The Saltuk family also has the same ambition."

"Just because everyone is doing everything for the mountains and rivers, we seem to be running for the mountains and rivers, but in fact everyone is dreaming of their own romantic dreams."

"Even Sejong himself."

So, what is the glory that the long-aged Mafa is looking forward to, and what is in his heart at the moment, the glory that belongs to Sejong's 13 years?

This may just be Chang Ling's secret.

This is the Fu Yu he has always believed in and followed with the greatest friendship.

Also that amazing Duan Yuheng.

Still his Marfa.

It is Huiling, Agui, Liu Yong, and himself, many people, every ordinary person who stretches his personal ambitions under the light of the mountains, rivers, sun and moon.

They are the most glorious, the most splendid era... the glory that really shines on this country!

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