Behind him was a flying flag, and behind him were countless Chinese Revival Army soldiers shouting, waving their hands to greet more companions, raising their weapons in their hands and moving forward together.

It is extremely vivid. Seeing this group sculpture makes people feel as if they are on the battlefield, reminding people of those passionate years and years. The knight in the lead is naturally this young master.

Well, the carvings are really seventy-sixths alike, I am very satisfied. Hehehe, my face may be even more unchanged for a thousand years. After a little proud, I called all the ministers and workers to pass the gate with me. In this vast building complex, more than 20,000 brave soldiers have been worshipped, and in the Pantheon, those who are the great people for the country and the people are worshipped.

After walking through the gate of the Hall of Heroes, there were several corridors, and the urns were enshrined on these corridors. These were the more than 20,000 soldiers who died bravely. Their hometown, birthday, name, meritorious deeds, and in which battle they died were all engraved on the white marble spirit plaque in front of the urn.

Although the characters are small, they are very clear. In front of each Yingling Lingling card, there is an incense burner, and many incense burners are filled with incense, and the smoke is floating in the air.

"Since the founding of China, there are 27,347 soldiers and soldiers of the Chinese Revival Army who have died in the battle, and they are all enshrined here." Fang Xuanling took a deep breath, looking at some family members or comrades in front of some spiritual positions, and the expression on his face suddenly became solemn.

"In just a few years, tens of thousands of soldiers have been buried here, which is really sad." Ma Zhou heard the low sobs coming from a distance, and his eyes turned red slightly. This was a person with a very rich relationship.

Everyone took a lighter pace and walked gently and slowly through the corridor and finally came to the atrium. The atrium, which is the Pantheon. What is worshipped inside are the candidates submitted by the National Assembly after being elected by the people in the past.

Duke Zhou, Lao Tzu, Confucius, Mencius, Mo Zi, and Sun Zi... Damn, there are more than twenty names with the word "zi", and there are also a large number of people who can be heard from. Meng Tian, ​​Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, Li Guang... There are more than 185.

Each of them has a statue. They have different expressions and all their spirits and shapes. Thanks to the improvement of the status of craftsmen over the years, otherwise, it would take a long time to create these hundred statues.

The Heavenly King of Wudao Ran Min is also among them. This patriot who issued the killing of Hu Ling and fought hard for the survival of the Chinese nation for the rest of his life, is now here, receiving incense. He was wearing broken armor, holding a sword in one hand, and standing with his other hand with his fist clenched towards the sky.

His eyes glared at the sky, his expression was angry and unwilling, and he also felt deeply regretful, as if he was angry that he had not been able to fully ambition. I bowed deeply to his statue. Before I traveled through time, I had heard of the killing of Hu and the King of Wudao.

However, it was only on the Internet that I knew that there was such a historical figure who should have been in history. However, because of his strong and uncompromising attitude, the later dynasties tried their best to underestimate them, but in the end they could not erase all the impact they brought.

No matter what others think, I just like this guy. I like his strong and unyielding spirit, and fighting spirit, and his courage to issue a killing Hu Ling.

After appreciating these sages, I continued to move back and saw a construction site where more than a hundred workers were building construction. Well, needless to say, it must be the residence of my young master in the future, also called the imperial tomb.

"The dragon head was originally located at the junction of the two rivers, facing north and south, which is really an excellent Feng Shui treasure land." Yuan Tiangang, the old man, muttered with a charlatan on his face.

This young master rolled his eyes. I couldn't understand the topic of Feng Shui treasure land, but it was wide, and looking south, you could see the cement straight road extending from Chang'an City in the distance to the foot of the mountain.

Looking from here, Chang'an City still looks so majestic and majestic. The mountain wind is howling, and to the east is a winding river flowing by. The white clouds in the sky seem to move slowly towards the south under the blowing of the north wind.

"The towering Chang'an, the beautiful rivers and mountains... nothing more than that." My uncle looked at Chang'an City from afar and sighed like this. All the important officials of the Chinese Empire also looked memories and feelings on their faces.

Over the years, this was the Western Capital of the Sui Dynasty, but now it has become the imperial capital of the Chinese Empire. Chang'an, this name contains the long-term peace and stability that ancient ancestors long for. But things always go against their wishes.

Countless wars and waves occurred here, and then gradually disappeared into marks of history. Just a few days ago, I went to see the Han Chang'an City. That is, the original Chang'an City, which eventually became ruined due to countless wars. After decades of abandonment, it was simply broken walls and traces everywhere.

It was already empty and the buildings in the palace of Chang'an City of Han were almost all demolished. After inquiring, I found out that it was to take it over to build the Sui Imperial City, so I naturally used the waste.

Looking at the Han Chang'an City, where there is almost no complete house, I finally shook my head and patted my butt and returned to Chang'an. If there is still some cultural relics, it is probably the broken bricks and rotten tiles in the imperial city.

But the problem is that compared with this era, it is too close to the times. If you say you are used as a cultural relic, you will definitely be looked down upon by others, so I honestly put away this idea, but I am too lazy to pay attention to it anymore, just guarding and cleaning it up, at least don’t let the people ruin it again.

After hundreds of years, maybe everyone will be interested in appreciating how big the difference between the Han Chang'an City and the Chinese Empire is.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and Yaoguang's sister was about to give birth again. This was definitely good news. So a large number of civil and military ministers came to inquire about the news. Looking at the vulgar and admired faces, this young man was really weak.

For nothing else, these guys are just urging him. Even Wei Zheng, who was still talking nonsense while visiting the Empress Dowager, was still so arrogant that there were three kinds of unfilial words. No matter how many daughters there were, it was useless. It was still necessary to have a handle to be strong enough.

I heard my mother look so terrified that she nodded frequently, so she was so angry that I almost wanted to kick her over. Fortunately, the girl Yaoguang went back to her husband's house, otherwise, she would definitely not know what to think about. Prenatal depression might turn into depression.

In the end, the old guy whispered mysteriously in my mother's ear, and then he slapped his butt away. He didn't even want to keep him for food. I wonder if this old hooligan said anything bad.

In the end, I tried my best to get my words from my mother. Originally, the old guy Wei Zheng represented not only himself, but also the important officials in the court came.

That means that if His Highness had given birth to a princess, I hope His Highness could persuade the emperor to take more concubines, thinking that the future royal bloodline could be flourished and long-lasting and ready for a long time.

I could only be speechless and advised my mother not to think randomly, let alone listen to those guys, there was no good idea. The only thing I expected was that Yaoguang girl could strive for progress and give birth to a leader as soon as possible, so as not to fail to be a good person in the court to be a father-in-law all day long.

"Madam, you are back. Slowly, slow down, come and support me for my husband." Finally, the Yaoguang girl who had been to her parents' home for seven or eight days finally returned home. Seeing Yaoguang, who had become bloated because of her big belly, I quickly stepped forward and held Yaoguang's arm and said uneasy.

"I'm not the kind of weak person, can I need this?" Sister Yaoguang said angrily, but the joy between her eyebrows could still be seen that she enjoyed my care and love.

"You are almost born, how can you not pay attention?" I held Yao Guang's arm and walked into the door. "I remember I heard Sun Zhenren say that the due date seems to be in these few days."

"Well, I'm talking about these few days." The Yaoguang girl nodded obediently and replied. After a while, all the big and Erya who knew that the aunt had returned rushed over. The two little girls were so sweet that they called Yaoguang girl one after another. She hugged Da and Erya and kissed her several times before stopping.

"Do you miss your mother?" Yaoguang sat on the sofa while sitting on the waist, looking at Midnight who was sitting on the carpet and playing with toys, with a look of doting on his face.

"I want it" Da Ya replied crisply. "I want it too." Er Ya answered unwillingly. The two daughters are more and more similar in temperament now, and even Qingxia is speechless. Her daughters are of the same virtue as Yaoguang, and the girl Yaoguang is different from Qingxia. Sister Qingxia also knows to deal with the little guys.

The girl Yaoguang is like a big sister, and she goes crazy with her two girls all day long, and even her mother can do nothing about it. However, her mother doesn't care much about these aspects. Anyway, Qingxia is here to be the Dinghai Scientific Needle.

"Well, Da Ya Er Ya is so good. Husband, I miss them these days." Yaoguang sighed with satisfaction and leaned on the backrest of the sofa. The sofa was made by stuffing a few large sponges into the cloth cover. It sat softly and felt quite good, especially after the cold weather.

As for sponges, natural sponges were used in this era, and it was impossible to make artificial sponges. People at the beach knew and collected sponges very early. Bath sponges have fine mesh, strong elasticity, and good water absorption. They can be used to wash baths, wash dishes, etc.
Chapter completed!