"Dying is easy. Yue Pengju does not do easy things."
A small change creates an alternate timeline that gradually diverges from history. For example, the wrongful case at the end of Shaoxing Year Eleven still happens, but Yue Fei does not die.
I'll do my best to avoid implausible plot points and obvious out-of-character behavior.
The alternate timeline begins with a military doctor, an original character with a complete backstory. The story is told primarily from Li Mu's perspective. Li Mu is my original character, the captain of Wu Jie’s personal guard. These are the only two major original characters. All the other important characters are historical figures.
I chose the no-couple category because romance isn't the main focus of the story. Of course, there are couples, such as Yue Fei and Li Wa.
"Medicine is our craft, and lives depend on it." As a dedicated doctor repeatedly works miracles in healing the sick and saving the dying, the course of history begins to shift, little by little, until it eventually takes an entirely new direction.
In the summer of Shaoxing Year Nine, Wu Jie is critically ill. A military doctor keeps vigil and treats him day and night without sleep or rest, and in the end, actually succeeds.
"When someone is on the brink of death, is it possible for them to see the future?"
"We doctors don't believe in ghosts or gods."
At the end of Shaoxing Year Eleven, Wu Jie sets out for Lin'an to pay an audience with the emperor.
Night is drawing near. A vast shadow hangs over Lin'an as undercurrents stir beneath the surface. A faint spark lies hidden beneath the frozen earth, stubbornly flickering in the gale, ready to burn itself out when the moment comes and paint a brilliant dawn.
Li Mu never imagined that his life would become so deeply and inextricably connected to Yue Fei, a man he had admired ever since joining the army, and whom he had thought he would never meet in his lifetime.
"He has already seen Yue Fei's figure, moving with the same agility as on the battlefield that day. At this moment, only he knows. When dawn breaks tomorrow, everyone will know."
"What good fortune we have, to have met such an excellent military doctor."
At the end of his years, an old man with white hair and a weathered face looks back. His life was peaceful and prosperous, yet filled with twists and turns. He relieved countless people of their pain, saved countless lives, and witnessed history change. Amid the vast, endless whirlpool of fate, he held fast to that first conviction of his. In the boundless suffering he could not escape, he tirelessly lit the way for others. Even when he was changed into something almost inhuman, he never abandoned it. This is the end of the cycle: out of endless suffering came one small piece of candy, the only one and the last.
He never betrayed his original conviction.
"I will not bow my head."
The author's knowledge is limited, so I may not be able to construct a complete, expansive world. I'll try to make the plot reasonably complete and coherent, but there will inevitably be omissions and deviations.
Theme: A man of iron need not lament when his path reaches its end
[Early Southern Song / Yue Fei / Short Story Collection] We Greet Each Other Across the Green Mountains
[Honor of Kings Fanfiction/Ga E/Mirror Shi/Double Ice/Lu Chan] The Fence
[Honor of Kings] [Jialuo X Chang'e] Rolling Through the Mortal World
[Yue Fei/Modern AU] Chronicles of the Ashes
[Modern AU Set in the Early Southern Song] A Good Drama
[Modern AU Set in the Early Southern Song] How Many Farewells Can One Lifetime Hold?
Full Moon Over the Heart (Early Southern Song Modern AU)
Indeed, benevolence, righteousness and modesty often lead to good people being born with great difficulty. Two hellish jokes come to mind. One is that Yue Fei couldn't save the Southern Song Dynasty, so what about Sun Wu Han, Bai Wei Huo and Li Yue? Answer: That won't work. Fengbo Pavilion cannot stand.
It's tied. I really like this article by my wife. I really like my wife's writing style, which has an ancient rhyme that reminds me of comic books or vernacular novels. I also like my wife's taste in quoting poems. I can feel the care that my wife puts in the style of each person's lines. The sentence "For the world" in the first few chapters Plan." There is really a shocking feeling like a muffled thunder in the silence of thousands of people. It feels like no matter how much you want to escape from the world, how tired and tired you are, you will feel a shudder like splitting the eight-part parietal yang bone and pouring a bucket of ice-cold water on it. I really like the atmosphere of that section, and the final line that was thrown out, I can completely feel the thought and love that my wife poured into it. I feel that my wife wants to depict a group portrait in which all living beings suffer, but all living beings can become saints. Sometimes she is really unwilling to do so. Why is the downward force in this world always so strong? It seems that the upward force is unrealistic, utopian and useless. I am very curious about the development of the plot later, and I have missed the best opportunity. Is everything really possible? However, this may not be a problem for Yue Fei. After all, for people like him, the best time to plant a tree was firstly ten years ago, and secondly today. Looking at the characters in the wife's novels who are indomitable and struggling for life, I always can't help but think of Premier Zhou's saying of Premier Zhou who has been facing the wall for ten years and trying to break through it. It is difficult to be a hero by crossing the sea. However, judging from the clues left by the wife, everything should develop for the better, and the future must be bright.
"In the past, Yue Fei's army had the strictest discipline and was as invisible as the Great Wall. Today, it is no different than the soldiers on the road and the forbidden army." Alas, the people have died and the government has ceased. The army and horses on their backs fought without any concubines, overwhelming all the princes at that time. The forefathers have heard many anecdotes, but who among the younger generations will recognize the hidden secrets? Sad and aggressive ministers, eyes full of debts and handsome flow. The mallet looks like a ghost to this day. Don't tell anyone it's Pixiu.
It's so well written, it's good that all the love in the past is true love, and it feels like a coincidence but not work. The day when the complaint was passed may have been an ordinary day, but my mind changed at that moment, with a bit of luck and "I can't help it" to escape. Maybe it was because of an irrelevant and trivial incident that happened in the morning. Maybe I regretted it as soon as I passed it. Maybe I just gritted my teeth and closed my eyes... But the decision of fate was like this. In one moment, the fate of several people or even hundreds of thousands of people changed. Just a few words in a few seconds. To be honest, I feel that Wang Gui is just an ordinary person, a bit like the Liu family, except that Lao Yue has taken him up smoothly and brought him to a position that he could not reach by himself. His true feelings are the true feelings of ordinary people, and his guilt is also the guilt of ordinary people (but this does not mean that his feelings are ordinary, his feelings are very real). Ordinary people who have too many things cannot bear the important matter of life and death alone.
There is a difference between closeness and distance. It is like this. It is very rare for people with heavy burdens to have one or two close relatives with whom they can open their hearts.
Happy New Year, madam! Eat the knife while crying. Think about what happened in this world line. It was New Year's Eve, and the trash Zhao Gou was really dancing in ecstasy. He was a bigger trash than Qin Hui.
The author's writing is really good. In fact, I am not completely familiar with Yue Fei's story. People around me only remember Yue Yun and Zhang Xian. When I saw Wang Taiwei kneeling there and recalling the glorious past, the memory was so shocking that I became speechless.
I just realized that the origin of the author's name is "Tonight the Plum Blossom Corner will be played to ask for letters from the south" in "Ti Yuewang Temple"
Hot-blooded but not cold-blooded, always for the tens of thousands of Han people!
Got the update! Just came down from Jinping Mountain and visited Zhang Xianci. The elders in my hometown made a statue of General Zhang and introduced his story (legendary version) in detail. The environment was quiet. Come down and check out Mrs. Quan's update. She's really good and lucky.