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Chapter 64 This prosperous world is as you wish!
Time seems to stand still!
Yue Fei looked at the scene in front of him tremblingly.

Tears wet the skirt again!
"Zhao Shuai, I never imagined that the Manjianghong I made would be recited like this by future generations."

"But, this inspiring and tear-jerking song, could it be for Pengju?"

Zhao Shuai was also sobbing at this time.

Such a moving scene, no one can control their emotions.

What's more, now is not the time for the live broadcast, Zhao Shuai can freely release his tears.

"General, this is a song written for you by future generations."

"The name of the song is "Serving the Country with Loyalty"."

call!
Hearing this, Yue Fei clenched his fists excitedly.

"How can I be so virtuous to be treated so politely by future generations!"

"General, no matter how high the courtesy is, it is nothing to the national spirit and soul that the general has brought us!"

"The general deserves it all!"

The majestic and passionate song was finally sung, and people began to worship the national heroes in an orderly manner.

Suddenly the figures of two little boys attracted Yue Fei's attention.

Zhao Shuai followed Yue Fei's gaze and looked at the two little boys.

I saw two little boys walking to the stone statues of Qin Hui and others.

He clenched his fist and smashed it hard.

"Let you frame Zhongliang!"

"Let you frame the ancestor!"

"Damn scoundrels, today Yue Jin and Yue Zhong want to avenge their ancestors!"

The two little boys waved their clenched fists and smashed hard at the stone statue.

It seemed that the stone statue was indeed too hard, and they had to change their feet to kick it.

After a while of punching and kicking.

The two little faces were flushed red, and they were gasping for breath while gnashing their teeth.

"Zhao Shuai, Qin Hui, is there any descendant alive?"

Seeing this scene, Yue Fei felt mixed emotions in his heart.

There is both comfort for future generations and a little uneasiness.

"General, Qin Hui also has descendants alive."

After hearing Zhao Shuai's words, Yue Fei nodded.

"More than 900 years have passed. Pengju and Qin Hui have already returned to ashes."

"I was murdered by the treacherous official Qin Hui back then. Since he has knelt down in front of my tomb, the descendants of the Yue family will not have any grievances against his descendants."

After hearing Yue Fei's words, Zhao Shuai showed a smile on his face.

"The general is open and upright. Just as you wish, no one in future generations will hold Qin Hui's descendants accountable, and we have no reason to blame his descendants."

"The general's strange injustice through the ages was caused by Qin Hui alone, and has nothing to do with future generations."

Hearing Zhao Shuai's words, Yue Fei also smiled in relief.

"So good, so good!"

"General, where else do you want to see? I will accompany you to see it all today!"

After hearing Zhao Shuai's words, Yue Fei spoke.

"Zhao Shuai, you, can you take me to the place where I have fought for many years?"

When Zhao Shuai heard the words, he knew what the general said.

"General, let's set off now!"

In the next second, Yue Fei appeared on the land where he once swayed his youth and blood.

"This is……"

Yue Fei looked at his huge bronze statue in surprise.

That statue is really too much like himself.

"General, this is the Yellow Crane Tower Park. Your statue has been standing there for many years."

"General, look at the back, that's the battle scene of your great gold-breaking art."

"There is also a poem by the general on it."

Yue Fei heard the words and walked towards the relief behind.

Sure enough, it was the battle scene where he led the Yue family army and defeated the golden martial arts.

There is also a poem on it, which I also made on the Yellow Crane Tower.

Looking at the Central Plains, there are many cities outside the barren smoke.

Think of the year, the flowers cover the willows, the phoenix tower and the dragon pavilion.

Long live the mountain surrounded by pearls and emerald greens!
Sheng Songs in the Penghu Temple.

Up to now, iron cavalry is all over the suburbs, and the wind and dust are evil.

The soldiers are here, and the front is anointed.

The people are safe, fill the ditch.

Sigh the country as before, thousands of villages are few.

What day please Ying Tirui brigade, cross Qinghe Luo straight with a whip.

But he came back, continued his Hanyang tour, and rode a yellow crane.

"General, do you remember this poem? It is earlier than the poem that was chanted by soldiers and civilians in unison in front of your grave just now."

Yue Fei smiled and nodded upon hearing this.

"I, of course, remember it. The scene at that time is still vivid in my mind."

"Hey! Why did these teenagers come here?"

Yue Fei looked in surprise at the group of teenagers behind him, lined up neatly, coming in the direction of him and Zhao Shuai.

"General, if the junior guessed correctly, they also came to pay homage to the general."

Upon hearing this, Yue Fei quickly took a few steps forward.

He went all the way to his own bronze statue.

Naturally, those teenagers couldn't see the real body of the national hero, they were right in front of them.

"All the students, stay where you are!"

When the teenagers in the front row were about five meters away from the bronze statue of Yue Fei, the teacher leading the team gave the command to stay put!

"Standing!"

Although the teenagers can't be as uniform as the soldiers, they can be regarded as coordinated.

"Present a flower basket to the national hero!"

Under Yue Fei's watchful eyes, eight teenagers came out.

Holding flower baskets in both hands, they walked towards their bronze statues.

Eight flower baskets lined up.

After the eight teenagers placed the flower baskets, the password of the teacher who led the team sounded again!
"Salute to the national hero!"

Swish!
Hundreds of teenagers raised their right hands high together, facing the bronze statue of Yue Fei, to express the etiquette of young pioneers.

"Angry into the crown, leaning against the railing, Xiaoxiaoyu takes a break."

The leading teacher raised his head, and the teenagers chanted loudly together!

"Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement."

"Thirty years of fame and dust and soil, eight thousand miles of cloud and moon."

"Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!"

"…………"

Yue Fei was moved to tears again.

The voices of the teenagers chanting echoed in Yue Fei's ears for a long time.

"Students, on behalf of Yue Quan and Yue Li, the descendants of the national hero, we will take an oath to the statue of the national hero Yue Fei!"

Hearing this, Yue Fei became excited again.

"Zhao Shuai, tell me, there are also descendants of Pengju here?"

"General, there are not only your descendants in this land, but as far as the younger generation knows, there are not a few of them."

Yue Fei nodded excitedly upon hearing this.

The two teenagers walked up to the statue.

After respectfully saluting the ancestors, read aloud!
"I am Yuequan!"

"I am Yueli!"

"We are the No.30 third-generation grandchildren of the national hero Yue Fei!"

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Hearing this, Yue Fei could no longer restrain his inner excitement.

More than 900 years later, I already have 33 generations of grandchildren!

"My ancestors, this prosperous world is as you wish!"

"The descendants of the Yue family will be proud of you for generations to come, and the spirit you have inherited will never fail!"

"The Yue Family Boxing you taught is still there!"

"When we grow up, we also want to be a hero who stands upright like our ancestors."

"For the motherland, for the people, contribute your youth and blood!"

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The boy's speech was still going on, and Yue Fei laughed while crying!

"Shuai Zhao, send me back!"

"With such descendants, my heart is at ease!"

Zhao Shuai nodded upon hearing this.

"General, this junior will accompany you back!"

(End of this chapter)