The emperor also wanted to get on the boat and sing loudly and drink with the generals.
But he couldn't get on the ship, even if he was the emperor.
Even the emperor, who holds the power of the world, cannot always get everything he wants.
Tonight belongs to the Supreme Emperor, and to every general with gray hair on his temples who has fought hundreds of battles for the country.
On the boat, they were crying, making trouble, laughing and cursing.
They dedicated their best years to the country.
When the people behind the border city walls were at sunrise and sunset, the troops outside the border gate, with their mouths full of wind and sand, were galloping into the enemy formation, throwing their heads and blood.
This is the soul of the border. Behind the city wall, there is everything for them, their home and country.
For the sake of our country and our country, the soldiers at the border went on and on, fighting to the death, fighting to the death, fighting to the death.
This is the soul of Border Gate, a soul forged with blood.
What protects the mountains and rivers is not the wall, but the heroic souls. They used blood, bones, knives, and arrows to build the copper and iron walls.
But behind the wall, in Changjing, how many people still remember them and these heroic souls.
During the 100th year of the Chang Dynasty and the reign of Zuo, 150,000 border troops died in battle, and the souls of 150,000 heroes have long been forgotten by people.
Because people are used to it, used to soldiers dying on the battlefield, used to hiding behind walls of flesh and blood and enjoying themselves peacefully.
Until one day, their deeds will be reenacted again.
Because people need entertainment, and their meaningless lives need to be made more miserable, entertainment comes first.
People who want to entertain others use dramatic speculation to make their enemies laughable, but little do they know that what they insult is not their enemies, but the heroic souls.
Gradually, people only remember entertainment and not history.
Walking in the snow, Chu Qing and the Emperor walked side by side.
People always miss and miss many things that should not be missed.
The scary thing is not missing out, but wanting to make up for it, but just wanting to, but never making up for it.
"When I tied up my hair, the Supreme Emperor took me to Lincheng. As the name suggests, Lincheng is backed by mountains and forests. I shot a fox."
The prince smiled: "Do you know what the emperor shot?"
Chu Qing shook his head: "Did he shoot you?"
"A bear is a ferocious beast, and the Supreme Emperor and I have no followers."
Chu Qing took a breath: "The Supreme Emperor can really tear apart tigers and leopards with his bare hands?"
Huang Laosi laughed heartily, with a proud look on his face.
Chu Qing was shocked.
He always thought that the Emperor was bragging b.
After Huang Laosi smiled, he continued: "The Supreme Emperor carried me on his shoulders and ran away. He fled in embarrassment and jumped off the broken stone. Only then did he save his life."
Chu Qing sighed.
The Emperor is indeed bragging b.
Huang Laosi said calmly: "I know that the Supreme Emperor can kill the black bear, but he is worried about me and is afraid that I will be hurt."
Chu Qing remained silent.
You can brag better than your father b.
Stopping in his tracks, Huang Laosi smiled and said, "You worked hard today."
Chu Qing shrugged: "It's okay. The main reason is that many generals who were demoted to civilians by you are hard to find. The detectives have to inquire in many ways, but they can't tell them the truth."
Looking at the rows of shops with lights still on across the Liuhe River, Huang Laosi asked softly: "Do they... still know, do they still remember that today, the 150,000 border army generals gave their lives in exchange for it?"
Chu Qing fell silent.
He couldn't answer this question.
150,000 is not an empty number, but the border troops actually killed 150,000 people.
Since the beginning of the dynasty, this number has only increased a lot.
This question is really chilling and sad.
Just like in the previous life, how many people will remember the number 4.23 million? There are even many people who don't know what 45 million represents.
Those hypocrites, when talking about heroes and martyrs, always speak of them in a righteous tone and say they are role models for us.
Is the word "my generation" worthy?
"It's rare that you actually know what the Emperor went through at the border. Did Chu Wensheng tell you?"
Chu Qing shook his head: "The detectives told me."
"Only the soldiers remember these things." Huang Laosi looked at Chu Qing: "Why do you want to know these things, just to wish the Supreme Emperor a birthday?"
"Probably so."
Chu Qing's smile was a little bitter.
"I, let me also tell you about the border affairs. I also killed enemies and thieves in all directions back then."
Chu Qing: "..."
"Let's just say that with..."
Chu Qing waved his hands repeatedly: "Fourth, please save it. If others find out about it, it is called deeds. If you tell it yourself, it will inevitably have the color of bragging."
"I'm not bragging, I'm telling the truth. Back then, I was deeply trapped in the enemy's formation. I was single-handed and surrounded by enemies on all sides. One of the legs of my horse was cut off..."
Chu Qing interrupted for the second time: "As soon as the words "single-handed" and "enemies on all sides" came out, it was already suspected of bragging. The war horse is missing a leg and still carries you to kill the enemy. It has basically been confirmed that you are bragging.
Damn it."
Huang Laosi blushed: "The war horse under my crotch is a famous colt."
"You can't run on three legs even if you're a transformed golden horse, right? Should the war horse carry you to kill the enemy, or do you carry the war horse to kill the enemy?"
"Oh, it's just trivial details, don't worry about it."
"Brother, you are no longer talking about details. You are completely talking about fantasy and immortality."
Huang Laosi was unhappy: "You don't understand the battlefield, so you don't understand."
"Am I incompetent in the battlefield? In your eyes, I have no brains, okay?" Chu Qing rolled his eyes fiercely: "Old Si, you are the emperor now, and you tell outsiders every day that you carry a three-legged war horse to kill.
The enemy doesn’t fit your image either.”
Huang Laosi sighed: "Yes, now I am the emperor, not the general. People will not believe that an emperor can carry a three-legged war horse to kill the enemy. Only those who believe in a general can carry a three-legged war horse into battle."
Kill the enemy."
Chu Qing: "..."
"That's all, if I don't mention it, I won't mention it. It's a pity that I don't know how many people still remember my time on the battlefield."
Chu Qing had no doubt that if Huang Laosi was all over the place and clamored about this matter, future generations might not remember how many enemy thieves he killed, but they would certainly remember the story of an emperor bragging about carrying a war horse.
"I have returned to the palace, please go and accompany the Supreme Emperor."
Huang Laosi said boringly: "I still want to talk to you about the border affairs back then. Since you don't want to listen, I will go back to the palace."
"Your Majesty, please walk slowly."
"I'm really leaving."
"goodbye."
"Then I'm really leaving."
Chu Qing knelt down and felt helpless: "Okay, let's talk about how you killed the enemy with a three-legged war horse. Let's talk about it all at once."
Huang Laosi laughed and squatted down: "Since the Chu Qing family is so curious, I will reluctantly tell you about it."
Chu Qing said "Yeah" angrily.
Huang Laosi cleared his throat: "The grassland is not only filled with green grass, but also filled with wind and sand. When I look around, I see enemies and thieves everywhere. I have to carry war horses on my shoulders, but I also want to kill enemies. This is..."
"Brother, can you take a snack? Didn't I just say that you were riding a three-legged war horse? How can you really resist?"
"Oh, it's all about details, it's all about details, don't worry about these details."
"Okay, please continue to insult my intelligence."
Everyone has memories, memories that you want to relive, memories that are difficult to talk about.
What you relive must be something you want to share, and what is unique must be unspeakable.
Just like the emperor.
Although he is an emperor, he is proud of his military service.
Because of the military, I have fought for the country.
They couldn't wait to tell others about the military, not because they were afraid that future generations would forget the glory they had.
They are just afraid that future generations will forget what they fought for and the peace and tranquility they fought for with blood.
They are just afraid that their descendants will one day be like them, rushing to the battlefield, their wives and children separated, and their bodies wrapped in horse leather.