Chapter 107 Xia Wanchun’s Rebirth

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At the end of Yin hour on March 28th, Bohai Bay.

Dawn broke in the east, and the darkness that had raged all night gradually receded, and a faint light appeared between the sea and the sky, as if it had been cut open by a sharp sword.

At this moment, the sea seems to be still immersed in a sweet dream, like a huge blue gem, mysterious and beautiful.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, waves that looked like white jade appeared in the distance, breaking the calmness of the sea.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a bird ship with a front shaped like a giant mouth of a strange fish, a mast and sails shaped like the fins of a strange fish, and a tall poop protruding backwards like the tail of a strange fish, breaking through the waves.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen bird boats appeared on the sea.

After the bird boat passed by, the sea had not yet returned to calm, and another black-tailed boat appeared on the sea, which was ten feet long and more than three feet wide, with a wide bottom and a blessed surface.

Although the speed of the black-tailed boat is slower than that of the bird boat, because of its larger size, when the black-tailed boat appears one after another, the sea surface suddenly rolls with waves, and the sea gradually wakes up.

At this time, another double-decker bird boat came.

At this time, the wind and waves were fierce, but on the second deck of the bird ship, there was a young man in armor standing on the bow of the ship, silently looking to the east, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a huge wave splashed up from the neighboring ship, and it arrogantly hit the young man on the bow like a jade falling from the sky.

But the young man seemed not to have seen it, and still looked to the east silently.

"call!"

At this time, a burly man emerged from the hiding place of the plywood and pulled the young man away in time, allowing him to escape.

"boom!"

The waves hit the plywood heavily and scattered in all directions, like flawless gems, crystal clear and eye-catching.

Under the glimmer of light and water drops, the faces of the two people on the deck were also revealed. They were Xia Wanchun and Zheng Sen.

"Brother Cungu, do you regret it?"

Zheng Sen noticed that Xia Wanchun's arms were trembling slightly, looked at his young face, and asked softly.

Xia Wanchun firmly pulled his arm out of Zheng Sen's hand, then shook his head slightly and continued to look to the east.

When Zheng Sen saw this, he stopped talking and just looked at Xia Wanchun's thin back silently.

After a long time, Xia Wanchun suddenly said: "Brother Damu, have you seen the sunrise on the sea?"

Hearing this, Zheng Sen was stunned, and then said sadly: "I saw it, I was still in Hirado, Japan at that time, because my mother told me that my father would come back from the other side of the sea, so I often went to the beach to wait for him, so I’ve seen a lot of sunrises and sunsets.”

"Later I returned to Fujian with my father. Although it was also on the seaside, at that time there were pirates and wars in Fujian, so I stopped watching it."

Xia Wanchun sneered and said, "It's war again? Why does God want us to live in such a war-torn era and bring disaster to the people of the world!"

When Zheng Sen saw Xia Wanchun's trembling body, he also trembled in his heart, and then said in a deep voice: "Brother Cun Gu, as the saying goes, when heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to this person, he must first work hard on his will and muscles. If he can't withstand that How can steel be turned into steel despite all the hardships?"

"Since you know that the people in the world are in trouble, you shouldn't be so decadent, otherwise you would be living up to your knowledge and ambition!"

When Xia Wanchun heard this, his body trembled again, and then he said with a hint of tears: "I used to think like you, and I did the same thing."

"I thought I could sacrifice my life for the sake of the people in the world, and I could risk my life to uphold justice. But as the warship gets closer and closer to the capital, I am afraid."

"I'm afraid that my father and Master Chen will be hurt, and I'm even more afraid that I'll be beheaded. I feel like I'm becoming less and less like myself, and I hate myself like this..."

Zheng Sen's eyes couldn't help but turn red after listening to Xia Wanchun's words.

He knew that Xia Wanchun felt a little depressed because he had taken on too many things beyond his age.

He also knew that if Xia Wanchun's state of mind was completely lost, his personality would easily become distorted, and he might even become a completely different person.

But even though he knew it, he couldn't do anything about it.

Because he had always lived in the military and did not understand the things of scholars at all.

Even the few words he used to persuade Xia Wanchun just now were recently learned from the Imperial College.

But he knew he had to say something now. He couldn't let Xia Wanchun sink like this anymore, otherwise Xia Wanchun might no longer be the generous and majestic Xia Wanchun.

It's just that the more anxious he is, the less reason he has in his mind. Instead, those marching and fighting things keep popping up.

Suddenly, he thought of Xia Wanchun's impassioned appearance when he tried to save Zhang Huangyan, so he said in a deep voice: "Brother Cungu, you are wrong, you are not a timid person."

"Do you still remember when you and I bravely broke into the military camp to save Brother Xuanzhu?"

"Do you still remember that you did not hesitate to imitate the handwriting of Master Chen Zilong in order to make Shi Shangshu plead for brother Xuanzhu?"

"Do you still remember that day when you went to sea, you were so high-spirited and vowed to wipe out the rebels and defeat the Jurchens?"

"Do you remember..."

"I remember, I remember everything, but so what? It was just my impulse. Do you know how scared I am now..."

Zheng Sen finally managed to hold back a sentence, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted loudly by Xia Wanchun.

And as Xia Wanchun roared, his body trembled even more violently.

"Everyone is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai..."

"Life is what I want; righteousness is also what I want. You cannot have both. Those who sacrifice life for righteousness..."

"Confucius said benevolence, Mencius said justice. Benevolence originates from propriety, righteousness originates from emotion, ends in the heart, and is upright in the body..."

...

Just when Zheng Sen didn't know what to do, Zhang Huangyan's righteous voice came from behind him.

As Zhang Huangyan recited passages from Confucian classics, Xia Wanchun's trembling body gradually returned to calm, and finally became completely still, like a sculpture.

At this time, the eastern sky has turned into light blue, very light, very light blue.

After a while, another faint red cloud appeared on the horizon, very faint red.

Immediately afterwards, the red cloud gradually became larger and redder, and there was a faint powerful energy undulating on the seabed, which was a precursor to the appearance of the sun.

Suddenly, Xia Wanchun turned around suddenly, bowed to Zhang Huangyan with tears on his face and said, "Brother Xuanzhu, thank you for your advice!"

Zhang Huangyan saw this and did not stop him.

After Xia Wanchun finished his salute, he straightened his clothes and said solemnly: "Brother Cun Gu has great righteousness, Zhang Huangyan will bear it in his heart."

"If Brother Ricun Gu has any mission, no matter whether it's mountains of swords, seas of fire, or hell's pans of oil, I, Zhang Huangyan, will never refuse!"

When Xia Wanchun heard this, his body trembled slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face.

He laughed not only because Zhang Huangyan was truly friends with his peers, but also because he was reborn from the ashes of this ordeal.