Chapter seven hundred and ninety fourth where does it come from
"Yaoyao."
"Daddy?"
Liu Mingzhi placed the folding fan on the desk, turned his head and pursed his lips at the windows nearby.
"My dear daughter, go and open all the windows and let the air in."
"Hey, Yaoyao knows."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the beauties taking their seats one after another, crossed his legs casually, and leaned on the chair with a lazy expression.
After Qi Yun and the other sisters sat down one by one, Young Master Liu looked at Liu Chengzhi who was standing next to him and waved.
"Chengzhi, stop standing. Sit down."
"yes."
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Upon hearing his father's question, Liu Chengzhi turned to look at his mother and aunts.
"Mother, aunts, who should speak first, or the children?"
Qi Yun and the other sisters looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on Liu Chengzhi. They all smiled and shook their heads.
Qi Yun tidied up her sleeves, looked at her son and said with a chuckle: "Chengzhi, what you want to talk about is the official business of the court, while what my mother and your aunts want to talk about are private matters.
Business is more important, so you should speak first."
"Hey, the kid knows."
When Liu Mingzhi heard what the mother and son said, he directly turned his attention to the second child, Liu Chengzhi.
"Chengzhi, during the time when my father was no longer in the capital, what major events happened in the court?"
Liu Chengzhi took out a document directly from his sleeve, stood up and walked towards his father.
"Dad, six days ago, a letter was sent to the imperial court from Ganzhou.
The 100,000 elite soldiers and horses of the Second Route Western Expedition Army have left Yumen Pass in the west and have officially embarked on a ten-thousand-mile expedition."
Liu Mingzhi's expression suddenly became excited. He raised his hand and slapped it on the desk in front of him, his face filled with unbearable joy.
"Great, great, we are finally out on an expedition.
Duan Dingbang, this young man, did not disappoint me!"
Mr. Liu praised him without hesitation, stood up and walked out of the desk, wandering around the study room with his hands on his waist.
After wandering back for a long time with a look of joy on his face, the excitement on Young Master Liu's face gradually calmed down.
"call."
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief, stopped and looked at his son.
"Besides the official departure of the army for the expedition, what else did the letter say?
Have any of the one hundred thousand soldiers suffered any damage due to the unsuitable climate?"
When Liu Chengzhi heard his father's question, he nodded with regret.
Sighing softly, Liu Chengzhi said in a low tone: "My child is preparing to report this matter to dad!"
Young Master Liu couldn't help but frown when he saw his son's regretful look, already understanding something in his heart.
He raised his hand and rubbed it on his face for a long time. Young Master Liu let out a long sigh with a complicated look on his face.
"Oh, let's just tell you how many soldiers were lost in total."
"Reply to Dad, during the march of one hundred thousand soldiers in the Western Expedition, a total of 3,622 soldiers developed malaria... and other diseases due to the unaccustomed climate and soil.
Under the treatment of the army doctors, most of the soldiers recovered.
However, sixty-seven soldiers suffered from severe symptoms.
finally.
In the end, he died."
Hearing the number that his son said, Mr. Liu trembled, and his face instantly became solemn.
"What? Sixty-seven soldiers were lost? How come there are so many?"
Liu Chengzhi saw the solemn expression on his father's face and handed over the document in his hand with a low gaze.
"Dad, I don't want to say so much, but this is the fact.
The specific situation in the letter has been described one by one in the document. Please take a look at it."
Liu Mingzhi frowned and was silent for a long time, then took the document from his son with a stiff arm.
Holding the document and tapping it a few times in his hand, Liu Mingzhi walked to the table next to Qi Yun, reached out and picked up the tobacco bag on it.
Qi Yun frowned slightly when she saw her husband's actions, and quickly stretched out her hand to press on the back of Young Master Liu's hand.
"Husband, your throat was dry from sniffing just now.
Stop smoking."
Liu Mingzhi sighed melancholy, and looked at Qi Yun who looked worried and shook his head gently.
"Oh, Yun'er."
Qi Yun felt her husband's melancholy mood, pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment, then slowly released her delicate hand holding the back of his hand.
"Husband, then you should smoke less."
Liu Mingzhi nodded to the beautiful woman, gently opened the tobacco bag, pinched a handful of tobacco from the inside and stuffed it into the pot.
He lit the tobacco with a fire stick, and took a long puff of tobacco. Holding the tobacco bag in one hand and the document in the other, he slowly walked towards the huge map hanging next to the bookshelf.
Young Master Liu stopped, looking at the map in front of him with a frown, his eyes became silent.
After a long time, Liu Mingzhi exhaled the smoke from his mouth, held the document in his hand, and walked gently on the map.
"One hundred thousand elite soldiers have just left the border for an expedition and have already lost 67 of them before they actually set foot on the battlefield.
All of them are my good sons and daughters, Da Long, and I, Liu Mingzhi.
I’m ashamed of their wives, children, and children!”
Qi Yun and the other sisters looked at each other with complicated eyes after hearing their husband's words full of self-blame and guilt.
All the beauties pursed their lips for a long time, and finally sighed silently.
The third eldest brother, Liu Chengqian, poured a cup of herbal tea for his mother and all his aunts. He walked gently to the side of his second brother, Liu Chengzhi, and coughed under his breath.
"Uh-huh, second brother."
Liu Chengzhi withdrew his gaze and looked at his third brother standing next to him with a puzzled expression.
"Lao San, what's wrong?"
Liu Chenggan poured a cup of herbal tea from the pot and raised his head to signal to his father's back.
"Send it to dad."
"Why don't you go."
Liu Chengqian thrust the tea cup into his second brother's hand and shrugged helplessly.
"Second brother, Sister Yaoyao and I went to investigate the list of Qiu Hou Wenzhan, and we don't know what the situation of the letter from Ganzhou is.
Brother, I don’t know anything. I’m going to deliver tea to dad, what do you want me to say?”
Liu Chengzhi's expression froze, and he nodded with a wry smile.
"That's right. Come on, I'll go."
Liu Chengzhi replied softly, picked up the tea cup and walked towards his father who was standing in front of the map.
"father."
"Um?"
"Have a cup of tea to quench your thirst."
Liu Mingzhi nodded lightly, pinned the document in his hand to his waist, took the herbal tea from his son's hand and took a sip.
"You are interested."
"This is what children should do."
Liu Chengzhi took out the folding fan from his waist and flicked it, then raised his hand behind his father's back and started fanning it gently.
"father."
"Hmm? What do you want to say?"
"Dad, no one wants this to happen.
You don't want to, and neither do the civil and military officials of the imperial court.
Duan Dingbang and Marshal Duan also don’t want this kind of thing to happen.
However, such things are inevitable.
One hundred thousand soldiers came from all over the world, and each of them grew up in a different place.
After leaving our Dalong territory, it is inevitable that you will have symptoms of acclimatization.
Dad, you were also a soldier back then, so you should know this better than your child.
So, I hope you, dad, can be more open-minded."
Liu Mingzhi listened to his son's comforting words, raised his head, drank the herbal tea in the cup, and took a puff of dry cigarette with a sad expression.
"Chengzhi!"
"The child is here."
"Having said that, as a father, I still have some regrets in my heart!
Most of the sixty-seven young soldiers who died due to acclimatization were children of your age.
Some of these soldiers are even two or three years younger than you.
All of them are young men in their prime.
He did not die on the battlefield, but died on the way to the expedition.
How can such an ending not make a father feel sad?"
"My child understands, my child understands."
Liu Mingzhi casually handed Chaobei into Liu Chengzhi's hand, raised his hand and slid his fingers on the map.
"Son, take a good look, take a good look."
When Liu Chengzhi heard his father's words, he immediately turned his attention to the map.
"father?"
"For the names on this map, hundreds of thousands of our dragon soldiers rushed to the battlefield one after another.
In just a few years, I, Dalong, have already had more than 100,000 sons, who have been killed in battle and buried in foreign lands.
Every territory on this map is written with the word "I am the Great Dragon".
This means that hundreds of soldiers, or even more soldiers, will give their blood and precious lives.
Each name, each territory.
All of them are accumulated with the blood of our great dragon soldiers!
Chengzhi."
"The child is here."
Liu Mingzhi took a puff of dry cigarette and turned to look at the children standing beside the desk.
"Yaoyao."
"The child is here."
"Chengqian."
"The child is here."
"You two siblings, come here."
"Yes, my child obeys."
Liu Yaoyao and his brother looked at each other nervously and immediately ran to their father's side.
"Daddy?"
"father?"
"Your eldest sister, second sister, and eldest brother are currently staying in Miao territory, accompanying your Aunt Qinglian to pay filial piety to your grandmother."
"My child understands."
"Yue'er, this stinky girl, has been away from home all day. As a father, I just rushed back from Shu, and I don't know what she is doing now.
Lingyun, Zhenghao, Yunxin, Zheng, their brothers and sisters are still young, so there are some things that a father should tell them.
They don't necessarily know what's going on.
Therefore, it is not necessary for the father to call them over."
"Yes, my child understands."
"Chengzhi, Yaoyao, Chengqian."
"The child is here."
"You remember, whether it is the millions of soldiers of the army that marched westward, or the one hundred thousand soldiers of the army that marched westward.
The blood they shed on the battlefield was not for your father, nor for your mother, nor for your many aunts.
But it was shed for all of you brothers and sisters.
The mission they carry is not only their own merits, but also the glory of opening up and expanding territory for our Great Dragon Kingdom.
More importantly, my father wants to leave the country and country to you brothers, sisters and others."
As Mr. Liu spoke, he vigorously smoked out the remaining shredded tobacco in the pot.
"In other words, if my father hadn't wanted to leave a prosperous world to you brothers, sisters and others.
The one-way Western Expedition Army and the two-way Western Expedition Army combined have millions of soldiers, and they will not have to leave their homes for thousands of miles.
It is precisely because of these that soldiers one after another died on the battlefield and were buried in foreign lands thousands of miles away.
Father, when I tell you this today, I don’t mean to scold you.
The reason why my father is telling you brothers and sisters this is because I hope you can understand a truth.
That is, you should never think that losing one, two, a dozen, hundreds, or even more great people is just a trivial matter.
Because the blood in their bodies was shed for your brothers, sisters and others.
This is the blood shed for the prosperous mountains and rivers that each one of you brothers and sisters will inherit in the future.
You brothers, sisters and others are either the current prince or the current princess.
All of them are of noble status, and all of them hold high positions.
But, when you have nothing to do, calm down and think about it carefully.
The days you, brothers, sisters and others are living now.
Where did it come from!
Think about it, only one of you brothers, sisters, etc. can enjoy a life of glory and wealth.
And where did it come from.
There is one thing that a father has to say, but he also has to admit it.
You brothers, sisters and others are the reason why you have your current identity, current situation, and current life.
A large part of the reason comes from me being a father.
It comes from being the father of me, the current emperor and the king of a country."
As Liu Mingzhi spoke, he turned around and walked to the desk, knocking out the ashes from the smoke pot in the basin.
"When you think about this, it's time to think deeper.
Where did my father, the king of a country, come from?"
The Liu Chengzhi brothers looked at their father's solemn expression, and they all fell silent as if thinking.
After a long time, the three brothers looked at each other silently and saluted Young Master Liu in unison.
"My child is ashamed."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at his three children, dropped the tobacco bag in his hand on the table, and started walking towards Qi Yun and the other sisters.
"Yun'er, Wanyan, Xiaoxi, Qingshi... Which of your sisters hasn't drunk the tea yet? Let my sister drink it first."
Huyan Yunyao stood up directly and handed her tea to Young Master Liu.
"Husband, drink from me."
"Yao'er, aren't you thirsty?"
"You're not thirsty. I drank half a pot of herbal tea before I and my sisters came to see you."
Liu Mingzhi took the tea from the beautiful woman and drank it in one gulp.
"Ladies, my husband's throat is sore from smoking dry cigarettes. Who else has not drank? Send them all to my husband."
"Husband, I am not thirsty either."
"Husband, here you go."
"Husband, I just took a small sip to moisten my throat. You can drink it."
Liu Mingzhi drank several cups of tea in succession and turned to look at the three brothers Liu Chengzhi.
"Chengzhi, Yaoyao, Chengqian."
"The child is here."
"It doesn't matter whether you feel ashamed or not. What matters is that you keep what your father just said in your heart."