Qingming, cold food, suitable for sacrifice.

When the first rays of spring light shine through the dense fog and sprinkle the dawn of the city, the central square of the community, which used to be deserted, is now crowded with people.

In the midst of all the noise, there is no more discussion than the statues placed in the center of the square, covered by a large red curtain.

What is even more surprising is that the crowd that had arrived in the square as early as the early hours of the morning and was quietly waiting there was about 20,000 people, all of them with solemn expressions, without the excitement of the peripheral onlookers, but all of them with sad faces, like deserters who had suffered defeat.

At nine o'clock, Mo Wentian and Zhou Yingxue, dressed in black, came to the square side by side and stood under the sculptures.

The residents who originally lived in the capital of Shuyu immediately recognized this young man who had just arrived when they saw Mo Wentian, it was the young man who was sitting at the door of the capital of Shuyu in a Taishi chair that day, and beat Luo Xiaocheng, the son of the Luo Du Luo family, who came to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and fled in embarrassment, and there was a commotion.

"General, all the statues have been completed according to your requirements!" Su Ziang and Chen Cheng stepped forward, and after saying a word tremblingly, they stood aside with their hands down.

Both of them had tired faces and big dark circles under their eyes, and obviously they hadn't closed their eyes for two days and two nights.

"Well, okay!" Mo Wentian nodded lightly in response, and then slowly swept over the crowd in the field. The faces, whether doubtful or frightened, were all sorts of things.

Looking at the onlookers on the periphery, all the faces were curious.

In an instant, Mo Wentian's thoughts returned to the way he played with Ye Zifan when he was a child, and the scene of fighting the enemy side by side with Ye Zifan outside the border gate appeared in front of him a few years ago.

After settling down, Mo Wentian finally spoke-

"Today, we are going to erect a monument and a stone for a person here to commemorate it forever!"

"He is the one who silently guards us outside the border gate in these years of birds and flowers!"

"We can forget everything, but we shouldn't forget who is carrying the weight for us in these quiet years!"

"Heroes should not be forgotten, let alone abused!"

After Mo Wentian said a few words, while everyone was thinking about the meaning of his words, they tore open the big red curtain covering the tallest statue.

"It's him!"

In the crowd, there was a unanimous exclamation.

Ye Zifan, single-handedly built the city of Shuyu, and then placed the bereaved families of these homeless heroes into Ye Dashanren!

The statue of Zhang Xu Gao, Ye Zifan is lifelike, standing proudly in the center of the square of the Dawn Capital, like a god's residence, guarding the community he built with his own hands.

"Ye Dashan, you died unjustly!"

"You are our great benefactor!"

......

In the astonishment of everyone, among the residents of the Dawn Capital, I don't know who roared heartbreakingly, followed by the black pressure and fell to his knees, and the sound of whimpering suddenly sounded.

Those who have already heard that Ye Zifan has built the Shuyu City by himself to provide free housing to orphans, widows, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled on the streets, seeing this scene at this moment, they can't help but have a sour nose and tears rolling down.

"The Dawn City is for the purpose of resettling the relatives of heroes and martyrs! The people living in this Dawn City are not orphans and widows, not wanderers who have no children and no daughters, they are the families of heroes! It is precisely for the purpose of defending the land that their children have spilled their blood on the border and closed the country!"

"Today, the statue of General Ye Zifan was completed here, and since then, there will be no forgiveness for those who dare to disrespect the heroic family members of the Dawn Capital!"

Mo Wentian's explanation and oath made those who were originally a little indifferent instantly shocked.

Ye Zifan turned out to be a general?

The families of the heroes who are housed in this dawning city are all blood-stained border passes?

Didn't the Liangjiang Guild and the Ai family openly drive out all the residents here before? So, what they did was despicable and despicable deeds?

The residents of Shuyu City, who had already cried to the ground, heard Mo Wentian say this, and suddenly cried straight to the sky!

And those who are a little sensible are all angry at the father and son of the Ai family standing in front of Ye Zifan's statue with their heads down!

"I must have heard that not long ago, the Ai family, the head of the four major families of Chujiang, colluded with the Liangjiang Guild Li Mingsheng in order to seize the property rights of this dawning capital, not only brutalized General Ye Zifan, but also openly drove the hero's family members out of their shelter, leaving them homeless on the streets on a rainy night! He even killed a mother and son in public! That child was only two years old!"

Therefore, those who participated in the murder of General Ye Zifan and openly sought to seize the capital of Shuyu that day must pay the price!"

"Poof", Ai Tianxun father and son, Long Guoyuan father and son, and Su Hongxin father and son, who were already frightened and pale, instantly fell to their knees in unison, trembling all over.

"Wow!"

Mo Wentian lifted the large red curtain that covered several low statues.

"Huh, it's them!"

In the crowd, there was another burst of exclamations.

Those statues were actually the statues of Ai Tianxun's father and son and Li Tianjiang's father and son, but they were kneeling in front of Ye Zifan's statue with their heads bowed!

"Li Tianjiang and his son have been ambushed, but Ai Tianxun's father and son have not repented, so ...... You can go home too!"

Mo Wentian said coldly and slowly raised his right hand.

"Wait!"

A loud shout came from far away from the field, followed by a figure quickly running towards this side, and said as he ran: "Don't ask the sky, General Shen has an order, I want you to stop your nonsense immediately, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

When the words fell, the figure had already arrived in front of Mo Wentian's body, but it was a lean and capable middle-aged man.

"What I do, when will it be his turn to take care of Shen Yuechun?"

Mo Wentian replied lightly, and his right hand pointed at Ai Tianxun and Ai Jinghui father and son without the slightest pause.

"Boom!"

The two of them flew out together and fell heavily in front of Ye Zifan's statue, and there was no longer any life!

"Bold! You dare to disobey the order of General Shen of the Military Department, the crime is unforgivable!" The middle-aged man never expected that Mo Wentian would ignore his own prevention at all, and kill the father and son of the Ai family, the head of the four major families of Chu Jiang, on the spot in full view of everyone, and he was instantly furious.

"Do you think it's appropriate for you to shout in front of General Ye Zifan like this?" Mo Wentian asked lightly, and suddenly a murderous aura appeared all over his body, and the murderous aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood suddenly spurted towards the angry middle-aged man in front of him.

"Pedal ......"

The middle-aged man's face changed in an instant, his eyes were like copper bells, and he couldn't help but retreat five or six steps, and then he stood still with his back against the statue of Ye Zifan, and his old face was already purple and blue, and he stood in a daze for a long time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof".

"At such a time, do you think that you have to rely on these soldiers who are desperately working at the border to stand still? What are you thinking about when you are usually doing evil and thinking about how to kill them and gain benefits?"

Mo Wentian slowly stepped forward and approached the middle-aged man, the murderous aura of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods followed him like a shadow.

"I ...... I ......"

The middle-aged man was forced by that murderous aura, and he couldn't even breathe, how could he speak?

"Say!"

Mo Wentian suddenly burst into tears.

The middle-aged man only felt as if he had been hammered hard in the depths of his soul, followed by the Venus in front of him, and the buzzing sound in his ears made a loud noise, and he fainted in an instant.

"Mo Wentian, don't you think you're too aggressive when you act like this? Anyway, he's also my Shen Yuechun's personal bodyguard!"

A slightly cold voice came, followed by a man who walked over slowly, it was Shen Yuechun who had met in Xianglong Ancient Temple not long ago.

Mo Wentian said lightly: "It's just a dog who bullies people, I only know that it's a disaster, so what's the matter if I die?"

"As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, isn't it too much for you to do this?" Shen Yuechun came to Mo Wentian and stood five steps in front of him, the aura of the superior person diffused, and the surrounding crowd was instantly frightened, and couldn't help but retreat.

"Well, yes, it's true that it depends on the owner to beat the dog, so I just watched you fight in front of the dog owner, do you have an opinion?" Mo Wentian still said in a flat tone: "Put away the breath of those superiors of yours! Living in the temple and not thinking about the suffering of the people's livelihood, you will only use those momentum to suppress people, but you don't know that the people's heart is the heart of heaven, you let them all be scared away from you, and you still lick your face here What are you talking about beating the dog to see the master, are you ashamed?"

A trace of anger flashed on Shen Yuechun's face, and he stared at Mo Wentian quietly for a long time, and finally said lightly: "Okay, since you insist on doing this, I hope you don't regret it! Although you are the commander of the Tiance Army, it does not mean that you can do whatever you want! Someone will look for you!"

After that, he went straight away, and he didn't miss any more.

He ...... Isn't he the one who often appears in the news? He is Shen Yuechun, the supreme commander of the Xia State's military department!"

"Oh my God, he's here!"

"Hasn't he always advocated being close to the people, how do you feel that it is prohibitive as soon as it appears?"

"Could it be that this is the legendary official authority?"

"Shen Dashuai, what a big official!"

"Oh my God, scared the baby to death!"

......

Someone recognized Shen Yuechun, which immediately caused a disturbance. For a while, there was a lot of discussion, one after another.

"General Ye, the old man is here to send you!"

Suddenly, a voice with a slight whimper resounded through the scene.

Everyone instantly stopped talking and followed the sound.

An old man dressed in black, supported by a young girl, walked slowly.

"Is it him?" Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows and immediately greeted him.

The person who came was Xu Li and his granddaughter Xu Ruobing.

"General Mo, it's not too late to come, right?" Xu Li looked at Mo Wentian, and then at the towering statue of Ye Zifan, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Mo Wentian's heart was sour, he shook his head and said, "It's not too late, it's just right!"

Xu Li shook off Xu Ruobing's support and came to the statue of Ye Zifan, first looked up for a moment, and then slowly stroked the statue with his hand, and uncovered the last statue covered by the big red curtain.

A huge plaque, "Warrior of the Nation" four big characters jumped on it, and the statue of Ye Zifan contrasted, in the morning light looks particularly vigorous.

"The waist hangs the sword and the seven-star text, and the arm holds the bow and the hundred battles. Seeing that there are captives in the clouds, I know that there is a general in the sky. Woohoo! Return the soul, the third world is a god! Protect Li Minxi, and admire it for all generations!"

Xu Li's voice, which had experienced the vicissitudes of life, spread slowly and clearly.

"Old man, ...... you" Mo Wentian choked up for a while.

Yes, in this era of rampant materialism, who and how many people have ever remembered those soldiers who guarded the border with their waists hanging from their waists? And how many people have thanked them from the bottom of their hearts?

But they forgot that if there were no these iron-blooded men who gave up their small family for everyone, how could they be happy and peaceful?

"Return the soul, the three generations are gods! Protect Li Minxi, and respect them for all generations!"

"Return the soul, the three generations are gods! Protect Li Minxi, and respect them for all generations!"

......

After a long time, the deeply shocked crowd in the square actually sang along with Xu Li in unison.

The chant resounded throughout the Shuyu Capital, spread all over the Chu River, and spread far, far away......

Not long after leaving, Shen Yuechun heard this chant, his face was gloomy, he thought for a moment, and ordered the man beside him: "Go back to Luodu! In addition, in the name of the second elder of my father's cabinet, I quickly announced that the Martial God Shi dared to come to Luodu to report on his work!"