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Chapter 72: The Soul of the Han Dynasty Lives Forever

A Chuhui reached me pulling the corner of his clothes and asked with a whistle. A Chuhui felt very sad and blamed himself: "Qiucheng, it's all my fault! If I didn't believe in villains at that time and went to arrest people, Hongyun and Hongyun's cousin-law's family would not..."

A Chuhui couldn't help but beat the head hard: "It's all my fault! I trust the villain easily, and I caught Hongyun, which hurt Hongyun... It's all me! I'm a sinner! I'm a sinner!" A Chuhui, who was extremely guilty, drew out his knife and said, "Qiucheng, if I apologize for death, I can make your heart feel better, why should I die!"

As a good brother, why should I make him blame himself again? So I shook my head and comforted him: "My good Anda, you have done your best! Do your best! Besides, the responsibility is not on you! Why don't I have no responsibility? If I go to coax her back immediately after I get angry, then this will not happen! Anda, really, you don't have to blame yourself! No!"

"Ah?" A Chuhui stared at me steadily.

I tried to stand up with difficulty, but I felt powerless. A Chuhui hurriedly supported me and said, "Qiucheng, lie down, I'll bring you some food!" He put a pillow on my back and let me lean against the head of the bed.

A Chuhui took a bowl of meat porridge to me and said, "Qiucheng should eat porridge!" I shook my head and said, "No! I don't want to eat, I want to accompany Hongyun!" A Chuhui said, "Idiot! You don't even have the strength to get up, how can you go to see Hongyun? Only after eating this bowl of porridge can you have the strength!"

I looked at A Chuhui and felt it was reasonable, so I finished the bowl of porridge under A Chuhui's feed. I said from the bottom of my heart: "A Chuhui, you are my best friend in this life, and it is my honor to meet you. I still remember the first time we met. After I killed my enemy, you said I was a warrior and you wanted to make friends with the warriors. But I was always guarded against you and fell with you, but you always fell to the ground!"

After hearing this, A Chuhui recalled the scenes of the past and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yes! I miss our childhood so much! You don't accept me, I don't accept you! You are so stubborn that you fight with me every time. In the constant fights, you and I have really become friends with deep feelings! Haha!"

I stared at A Chuhui and said, "A Chuhui, didn't you say I'm a warrior? Then I should do what a warrior wants to do!" "Ah?" A Chuhui stared at me in confusion. After a wry smile, I said, "A Chuhui, you have no responsibility for Hongyun's affairs! Please don't feel guilty anymore from now on, okay? This is my request, please agree to me no matter what!"

"This..." A Chuhui knew that I was comforting him, but he couldn't deceive his heart. The guilt had already formed a dead knot in his heart. How should he be relieved? I begged tone: "A Chuhui..." A Chuhui didn't want me to feel uncomfortable, so he said: "Okay! Qiucheng, I promise you!"

I couldn't help but smile happily and said, "A Chuhui, go out, I want to rest! You have been by my side for so long, I must be tired, you can rest!" A Chuhui nodded and said, "Then I'm out!" I replied, "Yes!" A Chuhui covered the door and left.

After A Chuhui walked away, I immediately got up and moved out the box I had hidden. It contained my clothes and a set of Han people. I had always kept it, knowing that it was a serious crime of beheading.

I put on this set of Hanfu, combed my hair back, looked at it, and said to myself, "It's been a long time, I haven't felt this way again for a long time! I'm a Han man! The Han soul is immortal! I will die as a Han man!" I stood up, my eyes shining, looked into the distance, and said, "Hongyun, I'm here! You wait for me for a while! I'll accompany you! We're going to cross the Naihe Bridge together!"

I wrote a quick pen and wrote a letter to A Chuhui, and went out alone. As soon as I appeared on the street, I couldn't help but attract everyone's attention. Some kind-hearted people walked slowly by me and whispered: "Brother, please shave your hair quickly! Otherwise, your life will be lost! Hugh! If the officers and soldiers catch it, they will be beheaded!"

But I smiled faintly, stalking away with my head held high and my chest. People looked at me, but they didn't listen to advice, and couldn't help but shake their heads in disappointment: "Crazy! It's really crazy! It's better to live without a single life than to die, right?"

Someone came to me with a few soldiers, because someone dared not to obey the order of changing clothes and shaving. Several soldiers and soldiers rushed up to me and held me.

The soldiers brought me to the first general, and the general shouted at me: "Don't you know how to shave your hair? Don't you know how to shave your hair?" "Haha!" I laughed to the sky and replied loudly: "I know!" The two words "I know!" are sonorous and powerful. The general said sternly: "Since you know, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Haha!" I laughed loudly in the face of the cold knife, and said righteously: "I'm afraid! How could I not be afraid? But I love my gorgeous clothes, father's sperm and mother's blood, and cultural heritage, how can I abandon them? Even if the Han hair is shaved, the Han will never be destroyed; if the Han fu is destroyed, the Han heart will never die. The Han people have been established for thousands of years, and even though they have been invaded by Hu invaders, they will eventually restore the country. This is why! The Han soul will never be destroyed!"

The will stare at me and said, "You mean you are afraid of death, but you want to stay in service again, so you have to leave your hair! Humph! But there is no such good thing, keep your hair but not your head, keep your hair but not your hair!"

I calmly pointed to my head and said, "I will keep my hair! As for this head, I will follow the emperor!" As he said that, he looked at the general with a sword, and the general was so scared that he took a breath of air conditioning. He took a few steps back, and was furious and immediately ordered the soldiers: "Prepare him to the ground!"

Two soldiers pressed me down and did not let me move. Of course, I didn't want to move, and I was determined to die! The other soldiers raised their sword high, and the sword light was extremely dazzling under the sunlight. The cold blade was passing through my head and allowed me to experience its coldness.

"Look at the murder! Come on! Look at the murder!" Someone shouted excitedly. Many people surrounded him, and people were talking and pointing their fingers.

Some people who don’t know me said, “It’s better to live than to die! It’s too young! What a pity!” Some consciences can even sigh: “Oh! What a pity! It’s so young…” Some knowledgeable people: “Oh! It’s worthy of being a hero! It’s a pity that it was not good at that time!”

That future came to me and stared at me and asked, "I'll ask you one last question, whether to keep your hair or your head!" I smiled, sneered, and said, "Now I have finally put on my clothes back and keep my Han hair back, and I will die to the point of death. Even if the Han hair is shaved, the Han will be immortal; if the Han clothes are destroyed, the Han heart will not die. The Han soul will last forever!"

"The Han soul will last forever!" This is the biggest roar, the biggest roar, the biggest shout! It stirs between heaven and earth! The Han soul will last forever!

Then I held my noble head high, and didn't want to waste my mouth and tongue with him. My heart was as firm as a rock, and I was determined to die. I also wanted to die in the posture of Hanfu and Han hair. How could I change it?

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