"Tianwei and Xiaowen, the words like this were rarely used in living people in ancient times."

"For example, if Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty dared to call him like this when Emperor Xiaowen was alive, that person would probably be killed by the nine clans."

"The word filial piety is more used for posthumous titles, that is, the titles added after a person dies."

Sun Zheng continued to explain.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yixing made a new discovery: "Teacher Sun, you are right. This is really a title of posthumous title!"

"General Tianwei's name is Yue Wei, whose courtesy name is Ziyong. General Xiaowen's name is Yue Wen, whose courtesy name is Ziyun."

"Brother Yixing, how do you know? Are these two generals also from our Yue family?"

Xiao Ke heard this and ran over first.

"Of course! They are all ancestors of the Yue family!"

After saying that, Yixing waved the letter paper in his hand.

Sun Zheng was startled and quickly stopped him: "Yixing, don't move around, be careful of breaking it! These antiques are very fragile!"

"Feel sorry……"

Yixing scratched his head embarrassedly, and then respectfully handed the letter to Sun Zheng.

Sun Zheng took the letter from Yixing, studied it for a while, and suddenly said: "So that's it, it's the White Lotus Sect!"

"White Lotus Sect? Why does it sound like a traitor?"

"Is there a feeling of the Sky Eagle Sect or the Ming Cult?"

"Yes, yes! That's what it feels!"

"Did the descendants of the Yue family fall into a wrong path and gradually decline?"

The staff present immediately started to talk.

As a loyal and martyr, the Yue family's sense of existence in later generations became weaker and weaker, which inevitably made people imagine.

"Your thoughts are not wrong. The White Lotus Sect was originally a traitor. It originated in the Tang and Song dynasties. It was suppressed by the rulers and the leader was exiled."

"However, in the Yuan Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect was recognized by the ruling class and began to spread widely."

"Yue Wei and Yue Wen joined the White Lotus Sect at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and their purpose was not to believe in religion!"

"Their purpose is to join the rebel army and defeat the rule of the Yuan Dynasty!"

"This letter is a memorial to Yue Wei and Yue Wen's father written by Liu Futong, the leader of the rebel army, to Yue Wen's father, and it is also a letter of thanks."

"What was written in the letter?" Hearing this, everyone became more curious about the content in the letter.

They never expected that the Yue family's children would join the peasant uprising at the end of the Yuan Dynasty!

"The letter reads that Liu Futong and the great leader Han Shantong gathered the church and were surrounded by the Yuan army when they were preparing for an uprising."

"Han Shantong was unfortunately arrested by the Yuan army, and Liu Futong was unable to escape the misfortune."

"At this time, two young generals came here, blocking people and killing people, and the Buddha blocking them, and killing Buddha, which made Liu Futong a way out!"

"But the Yuan army was chasing behind him, and Liu Futong's subordinates could not compete with the Yuan army and suffered heavy losses."

"At this moment, these two young generals stood up and blocked the eight hundred pursuers with their strength!"

"After Liu Futong fled two miles, he heard two roars coming from behind."

"Take care, General, Yue Ziyong takes the lead!"

"Yue Ziyun will never be humiliated by the name of Yue's family!"

...

That was the last words that Yue Wei and Yue Wen broke out when they were dying.

At this time, they had just walked out of the mountains, less than half a year.

It took less than a week to join the rebel army!

They had no chance to participate in the formal battle with the Yuan army, and both died.

It is even more impossible for future generations to leave their reputations.

Only two flags, which replaced their bodies, were sent back to this ancestral house.

"Why are they so stupid? With their strength, as long as they survive, they may be famous in history."

"Yes, even Xiaoke can dance the silver hammer to the point of being so powerful that he is very skilled. How could the ancestors of the Yue family be poor?"

"I die before I succeed, and the hero's tears are filled with tears. I seem to understand this sentence a little."

"If two people fight for 800, only the Yue family has this courage, right?"

"No wonder they didn't find their information. They died young, a pity, a pity!"

...

In the live broadcast room, there were voices of regret for Yue Wei and Yue Wen.

And at this moment, Sun Zheng gave a more amazing message: "Yue Wei was sixteen at the time, and his younger brother Yue Wen was fourteen at the time!"

"My God! Fourteen years old? Only one year older than Xiaoke?"

"At the age of sixteen, I was still reading books, and they actually joined the rebel army."

"Where are their fathers? Are they crazy? The children are sent to the battlefield at such a young age!"

"Is this the tradition of the Yue family? Are all the fathers in the Yue family so unreliable?"

Many people in the live broadcast room started to curse. They couldn't understand what a cruel father he was, and he was so cruel.

What responded to them was a scattered barrage.

"You said such a great move is unreliable?"

"We ordinary people cannot do this kind of righteous spirit without a father who does not love his son, so we should admire him even more!"

"It is precisely because there are countless such fathers and countless such sons who sacrifice themselves, and they exchange their blood and life for peace that we are prosperous today!"

"We should thank our ancestors for their efforts, not for endless condemnation!"

"You can live a life of silence, but you can't condemn such a hero who sacrifices his family and makes everyone!"

"Although the children at that time were in their teens, they were not flowers in greenhouses. How did you know that they must have been forced to go to the battlefield by their father?"

"Don't use the current children, compare the children of that time."

"No, they are not children, they are heroes..."

“…”

Faced with these overwhelming barrage, the voices of doubt disappeared.

They began to reflect on themselves. If they had changed themselves, how could they let their son, who had not yet grown up, leave home to join the army?

It is precisely because of this that the Yue family is not more admirable?

What qualifications do we have to blame?

At this moment, those who had criticized him suddenly felt extremely ashamed!

“Geeh…”

At this moment, Xiaoke suddenly laughed like a silver bell.

"Xiao Ke, what are you laughing at?"

Chen Mengxi couldn't help but ask worriedly when she saw Xiaoke giggling.

"Nothing. I just think this brother must be very happy."

Xiaoke said.

"Why?"

Chen Mengxi completely couldn't understand her daughter's thinking pattern.

And this title is too strange. Although he was only fourteen years old when he died, he was indeed the same age as Xiaoke.

But they are also real ancestors of the Yue family.

Xiaoke should be called ancestor.

However, when Xiaoke said the next sentence, not only Chen Mengxi, but also everyone no longer cared about the little title being wrong.

"Because he did what the Yue family should do!"

Do what the Yue family should do...

As soon as Xiaoke said this, Teacher Huang and Sun Zheng couldn't help but look at each other.

They never expected that this sentence would come from the mouth of a thirteen-year-old girl.

Moreover, Xiaoke, like them, was just starting to know his ancestors from today.

Before this, Xiaoke didn't even know that she was Yue Fei's descendant.
To be continued...