If you sell me for two buckets of rice, my parents will live half a year longer!
Twelve short words, full of sad words!
In the eyes of the world, the old man led a group of poor brothers, raised his sword from Huaixi, and fought in the Central Plains with gold and iron, how heroic and heroic it was.
In fact, if you look carefully, if you still have food for the night at home, who would want to fight and lose your life!
If you are not really desperate, who would be willing to poke a hole in the sky!
In the majestic mausoleum of the emperor, there is a slight cold wind, and the reflection is reflected outside the window. Zhu Yunxi's restless modern soul, which is always eager to make achievements, seems to be attracted by these past events and the good intentions of the old man.
, two words were engraved on it.
responsibility!
As an emperor, the whole world supports one person. You can do whatever you want and do whatever you want, but you cannot forget the responsibility of the emperor and your origin.
If you forget, there will be countless people like the Zhu family in the world who will rebel against you!
This is the simplest truth and the most profound lesson!
After worshiping at the imperial mausoleum, there is the Temple of Meritorious Officials.
Zhu Yunxi's chariot was much larger than when he paid homage to the imperial mausoleum. There were tens of thousands of soldiers along the way. In addition to the civil and military officials of Zhongdu, there were dozens of disabled old people in the team.
After arriving at the Temple of Meritorious Officers, the people guarding the place were all gray-haired veterans with mutilated bodies.
The Temple of the Founding Heroes of the Ming Dynasty is located in Yinglingfang in Zhongdu City. The main hall is not very grand, but it is full of chilling atmosphere.
Zhu Yunxi led the people into the gate of the Temple of Meritorious Officers, and faced a stone tablet full of names engraved on it.
Unlike the Imperial Ancestral Temple where the heroes in the capital are entitled to enjoy the privileges, most of the heroes in the temple were Huaixi men who died early in the war and did not wait for the founding of the Ming Dynasty. In fact, these people did not have their own names until they died in battle. What is engraved on the stone tablet is still
The numerical names of the Han people under the rule of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.
For example, Chen Sanwu, Xu Erliu, Zhang San, Li Si...
Children of the Han Dynasty were given their names by their parents. They were taboos when they were born and tombstones when they died. However, under the rule of the Meng Yuan Dynasty, the poor people did not even have the most basic dignity. To choose a name, they had to pay a poll tax to the government and pay money. Poor people
, can't afford it, dare not call.
After walking past the stone monument and entering the main hall, Zhu Yunxi immediately felt that the surrounding scene was very familiar.
It turns out that the central hall of the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army is exactly the same as this main hall. In the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army in the capital, there are many armors of heroes. In addition to the tablets, this hall is filled with weapons and other objects used by the heroes back then.
Main hall, Mingxun Pavilion,
At the front, on the left and right sides, there is a tall tablet. Behind the tablet is a lifelike portrait of a real person.
On the left, the man with round face and dull eyes is Xu Gong, the former king of Wuning in Zhongshan during the Ming Dynasty.
On the right, the man with flying beard and energetic look is Chang Gong, King Wu Zhongwu of Kaiping during the Ming Dynasty.
After the two famous generals, there are also portraits of heroes.
For a time, Zhu Yunxi had mixed feelings in his heart. He left his merits and demerits to be judged by future generations, but without these heroes and martyrs of the Ming Dynasty, it would still be a luxury for a southern Han to have his own name!
In the Xun Pavilion, Zhu Yunxi led the military ministers to stand still, and the veterans of hundreds of battles stood outside the pavilion. The civil servants and eunuchs retreated far away. Only two living officials were left, who were responsible for recording.
Burn incense! Zhu Yunxi said.
The flower clouds fell, and the armored guards lit the incense in the copper stove in front of the memorial tablet.
Everyone looked solemn. Chang Sheng, the founder of the country, walked up to Chang Yuchun's portrait and offered incense with his own hands. He could hardly help himself, with tears streaming down his face and suppressing his cries.
Father, His Highness is here to see you!
As soon as he shed tears, the surrounding guards of Zhu Yunxi all shed tears secretly. They were all the sons of meritorious officials, and they felt sorry for each other. Outside the pavilion, the veterans of hundreds of battles who stood solemnly, although there was still no expression on their faces,
The sadness in his eyes was beyond words.
Zhu Yunxi slowly walked to the portrait of Chang Yuchun. This was the first time he saw the portrait of the late King Kaiping!
This is the most similar portrait of his father, made by the painter Semuren ordered by the emperor in the sixth year of Hongwu's reign! Chang Sheng wiped his tears and said.
I'll serve you the wine myself!
As soon as the words fell, the people around him were immediately moved and shouted, "No, Your Highness!"
Your Highness is the king, and all the meritorious officials are ministers. Coming to the temple to offer sacrifices to the meritorious officials is already a huge favor, how can I let His Highness serve wine? Chang Sheng said loudly.
Zhu Yunxi smiled faintly, looked around at the ministers in the pavilion and the veterans outside the palace, and said, although they are monarchs and ministers, they are also ancestors. Without them, there would be no Ming Dynasty. Without these people, there would no longer be divided into four classes, and the people would not be the same.
Let’s create a peaceful world for cattle and horses.
Even though I am here to offer sacrifices, although I am the grandson of the emperor, I am also the junior of these meritorious officials. As he said this, Zhu Yunxi put a glass of wine in front of the spirits of the meritorious officials, and raised a cup in his hand. This glass is a tribute to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty!
In the Xun Pavilion, after everyone was slightly stunned, they shouted loudly.
Your Highness is a thousand years old!
Amid the call, it was like wind blowing. Sandalwood rose and the portrait moved slightly.
A glass of water and wine fell to the ground, and the suppressed crying finally turned into a howl.
Behind the Prime Minister, Cao Guogong Li Jinglong knelt under the portraits of his grandfather Li Zhen and father Li Wenzhong, crying loudly.
Grandfather, father, Your Highness has a toast for you!
Today, I propose a toast in front of all the heroic spirits. The Ming Dynasty will last forever, and Han’s ambition will be as high as the mountains!
Afterwards, the animals were slaughtered outside the Xun Pavilion and offered in front of the spirit. The gold paper was burned and the sacrifice table was recited.
The ruler of the Yuan Dynasty lost his virtue and China was in ruins. The man grew up in the grass and had ambitions in all directions.
The heroes are self-sufficient in teaching, and their swords and spears are clanging in the world; Yuan Gang cannot be uplifted by the methods of other ancestors, so how can heroes be benevolent. I am Zhang Huang's Sixth Division, flying flags and high horns, brave men serve, and wise men praise Xiang.
(groups in the same group, qun.)
Guanzhong was established, the streets were played with music, and the Xuantu music was played in order to return to the book. Ten kings from the three kingdoms of the Southern Fan Dynasty came. The tripod was set against the Jinling, with a tiger standing on it and a phoenix. The stars were high in the sky and the moon shone across the sea. Zhongshan Town
Yuerluan Mountain is close to Yinhuang.
While reciting loudly, Zhu Yunxi looked at the portraits of his predecessors and said silently in his heart.
The younger generations are here to warn all the sages. The beautiful Ming Dynasty you have laid down will never repeat the same mistakes, and the lives of the people will be ruined, and the rivers will fall into the hands of foreigners. Nor will they remain complacent and cause the country to lose your heroic spirit. The country may have its glory.
Heroes have been born in China from generation to generation. The barbarians and the Di people have been united, and China has come from the top of Kunlun.
After the ritual recitation is completed, the ceremony is completed.
Then, Zhu Yunxi led his people outside the Xun Pavilion. They found that there was nothing under the stone tablet with many names engraved on it.
Why are there no sacrifices here? Zhu Yunxi said displeasedly. He came alone to worship the heroes of the Ming Dynasty. Aren’t the people on this stone tablet the heroes of the Ming Dynasty?
Hero is a title that belongs to a few people.
Most people are drowned in the long river of history. It is a blessing to be able to leave a name in history!
This time, there was no need for officials to follow all the actions. Several disabled veterans with gray hair and beards were already busy. Tributes were placed under the stone tablet, and gold paper was burned in the huge stone furnace.
What is a meritorious official? Anyone who lived and died for the Ming Dynasty is considered a meritorious official. Even if he does not have a title or a name, he is still a meritorious official! Zhu Yunxi looked around at the officials. The names on this monument are all heroes who died fighting for the Ming Dynasty. You all will pay homage together.
In the Temple of Meritorious Officials, if you don’t worship them, you’re just doing it half-heartedly!
The ministers are guilty! Wu Zhong, the general manager of Huaixi, begged to plead guilty.
Your Highness, it's not the officials who are perfunctory! Outside the crowd, among the veterans of hundreds of battles, an old man with a severed hand said, "There is a big sacrifice in the Meritorious Ministers Temple every year, and the brothers who died in the war have incense. Today, Your Highness is offering sacrifices to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty. My brothers."
, to be able to have a name on the stone tablet is already a sign of merit from the ancestors. How dare you let His Highness personally worship! He said with a simple smile, I am satisfied to have a name on the stone tablet. Like me, who is disabled but not dead, I will not be left behind in the future.
Such grace!
Zhu Yunxi looked at the other party's severed hand and said gently, you are heroes when you fight for the country! Then, he paused, old man, what is your name? Why is your hand broken?
Zhao Er... the old man thought for a while, grinned and said, it was my grandpa who started it. Later during the war, he captured one... and recruited a scholar.
He gave me a name, Zhao Shouren! As he said that, the other finger, which was also missing two fingers, scratched its head and said with a smile, I can’t read and can’t remember it!
Hearing him speak with a Huaixi accent, which was somewhat similar to the old man, Zhu Yunxi felt friendly and asked, "Your hometown is also from Fengyang?"
Just three miles away from the emperor's village, all the young people in our village went to fight with the emperor! The old soldier laughed and said, this hand was just thrown away in Luoyang, it hurts me!
Seeing his simplicity, Zhu Yunxi laughed, how are you doing?
Well, I have 100 acres of land at home, several cows, mules and donkeys, and my grandson’s wife has raised a large group of chickens! The veteran grinned, and the emperor’s grace did not allow us to pay taxes on grain, so whatever he planted was his own.
!
At this time, someone else interrupted and said with a smile, your old Zhao family has the best life, and there is also an oil press! Your Highness, this man is an old man. In all these years, he has never given two taels to old brothers like us.
Try the soy sauce!
What are you doing, Hu Qin? Zhao Er can't keep it on his face, and wants to demolish me in front of His Highness? As he said that, he suddenly became bold, ignoring that the manager of Huaixi next to him was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't help winking.
He boldly said, "Your Highness, I dare to ask for a favor. If you don't mind, come and sit at my house. I have a house in the city!"
As he said that, he looked around, looked at the people around him, and said proudly, "Come here, I... I can't live without risking my life!"
Hahaha! Zhu Yunxi was amused by the veteran's honesty and he burst into laughter.
How presumptuous! Gou Ren was gnashing his teeth in anger and his face was livid. In front of His Highness, you are saying such arrogant things and yet you are not apologizing!
It doesn’t matter! Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, he is also outspoken!
Zhao Er smiled honestly again, then looked at Gou Ren and moved his lips.
He is clearly saying silently, you eggless coward!
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Let me tell you a few words from my heart. This book is very long. I set the outline and plot to be four million words.
The Thief has no other ideas, he just hopes to write it down well and dedicate a good book to everyone.
There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. They have different opinions and understand each other.