The Imperial Garden in spring is ugly.

This is of course thanks to Zhang Xun's orders.

Since he was temporarily confined to the palace, there were many things he wanted to do, so he had to put them in the palace.

Yingyang is a small country, so the area of the palace is not large, in addition to the house building, Zhang Xun searched for the palace, and unfortunately found that the most suitable place for him to toss is only the imperial garden.

So in the first few advents, he began to transform the Imperial Garden.

The first thing was to raze out a playground.

The guards faithfully carried out this order, and a square, earthy clearing appeared in the corner of the beautiful imperial garden, like a patch on a fine robe.

After removing the flat ground of plants and finding a way to level it, Zhang Xun was more satisfied after seeing it, and if he could pave a layer of bricks, he would probably be more satisfied.

And in order to implement the idea in his heart, he set up a small platform at one end of this small playground, on which a flagpole was erected, and now, at his request, the eagle flag on the flagpole was not at the top, but at half-mast.

"Your Majesty. ”

Along the way, the guards and maids saluted.

Zhang Xun nodded slightly, and stepped towards the small playground, and behind him, the two kingdom ministers also followed in confusion.

After a while, Zhang Xun finally saw the targets.

There, led by a minister of the military department, a group of uniformly dressed children were huddled together in confusion.

There was a light breeze on a cloudy day, blowing across the playground.

Almost all of them are between seven or eight and fifteen years old.

According to the tradition of Eagle Yang, at the age of fifteen, you are an adult, and you have the basic ability to support yourself.

At this time, they were huddled together, confused, and the older children were sluggish and depressed, while the younger ones looked around with curious and timid eyes.

No one dared to look at the military general, he looked a little vicious.

"Your Majesty. ”

The general saluted.

Zhang Xun glanced at him, then looked at the uniform gray clothes of these children, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with their clothes?"

"Your Majesty, it was General Simon who sent someone to cut them, and when they were found...... Many of them had tattered clothes. ”

Zhang Xun nodded expressionlessly.

Then he exhaled deeply, stepped into the gaze of everyone, and walked onto the high platform under the flagpole.

The children quickly noticed him, although Luke was not very old, but after all, he was a king, and he was extravagant, even under Zhang Xun's control, he would still instinctively walk and sit and lie down according to the manners of the nobles.

Therefore, when he shrouded this group of orphans with his gaze, those children suddenly keenly noticed the difference between Zhang Xun, and then lowered their heads in unison.

Some of them were precocious, and they already knew Zhang Xun's identity, so they were hesitating whether to kneel down and pay homage.

Zhang Xun didn't give them extra time, but immediately opened his mouth and ordered: "There are marks on the ground, everyone chooses a place to stand!"

The king was accustomed to give orders, and the boys, who were suddenly in a strange environment, were extremely vigilant, and quickly began to stir, and they had long since noticed the strange things that were evenly distributed on the ground.

It was tapered sticks, short, like big, stupid nails, fixed to the ground.

Until now, no one knew what their role was.

And when the group of children instinctively followed the order and each found a wooden nail to stand up, the originally chaotic group of people suddenly became a neatly lined line.

Standing at the edge of the playground, the Prime Minister and the Chancellor of the Exchequer looked at each other, and the two clever fellows felt fresh, while the military general was surprised by the simplicity of the method.

At this time, Zhang Xun, who was standing under the red flag, didn't know the thoughts of the people on the sidelines, he looked at this familiar and unfamiliar scene, and stood straight.

He didn't speak, he just waited quietly, waiting for the children to stand.

After he stood up, he still didn't speak, just quietly looked at the cowering children who stood alone.

Then, slowly, with their instinctive talent for imitation, some of them began to learn Zhang Xun and straighten their waists.

Slowly, in the silence, they finally put their eyes on Zhang Xun's face with curiosity and fear.

Zhang Xun thought about it, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't be too formal, and many drafts in his stomach were actually not suitable to say to them, they were too young after all.

So, softening his tone, he picked up a list, shook it at them, and said, "I don't know who of you is yet." ”

After a pause, he added, "Now I will read your father's name, and whoever reads it will raise his hand and shout, do you know?"

No one answered, but someone nodded.

Zhang Xun took a deep breath and began to read the names from a list in his hand.

Those are the fathers of these children, the eagle soldiers who performed valiantly and died heroically in the winter war.

To be honest, Zhang Xun is not familiar with these names, they are really like a string of numbers to him.

"Baruch. ”

Zhang Xun pronounced the first name.

Below, in the crowd, a skinny boy timidly raised his hand and shouted in a small voice.

"Be louder so I can hear. ”

After a pause, Zhang Xun added: "Your surname is extremely glorious, you should not be timid, but you should respond proudly." ”

“…… Here!"

The voice was a little louder, Zhang Xun smiled and began to read the next one.

Each time a name is pronounced, a corresponding boy or girl raises his hand at the bottom.

Perhaps because of the example of their companions, their voices gradually became louder.

There is still no pride, but at least it is no longer timid.

……

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Not far away, a group of maids stood together, and Wei Annie asked curiously.

The maid Lan Lin naturally didn't know, so she couldn't answer, so she could only answer with that almighty sentence: "Your Majesty naturally has his own ideas." ”

"Ah, look. Wei Anne was surprised again.

"What?"

"They cried ......"

……

Indeed, some people began to cry.

I don't remember which name was pronounced, but the child who was called may have heard his father's name, so he suddenly began to cry.

This is certainly a matter of course.

Therefore, when the first child shed tears, this emotion suddenly became so contagious that many of the voices that answered afterwards were crying.

Zhang Xun did not stop, but continued until he finished reading the last name and closed the list, then he stepped off the stage, came to a young young man who was choking, gently wiped the tears on his somewhat ugly face, and then asked, "Why are you crying?"

He choked up and couldn't speak.

Zhang Xun sighed, then changed the question and asked, "I know you now, do you know who I am?"

A strong girl suddenly raised her hand and said, "I heard them call you Your Majesty." ”

"Then you know who I am, right?"

"You are our king. ”

Zhang Xun walked over, rubbed the hair of the girl who was only about seven or eight years old, and then said loudly: "Yes, I am your king!"

After a pause, he exhaled and said, "Maybe you don't understand, but you should know." Just last winter, the kingdoms of the West launched a war, with swords and horses, to rob us of our land, our food, our possessions, and they want to destroy our country!"

"In order to protect our homeland, your fathers took up swords, spears and spears and went to fight the people of the Westlands for a long winter, some of them surviving, others dying. ”

"Yes, there is nothing that cannot be said about this, the people of the Westland are barbaric and brutal, if we want to protect the land under our feet, we must inevitably sacrifice something!"

"For their sacrifice, Eagle Yang will not forget, and I will not forget, their sacrifice is glorious, and it is the bravery of your fathers that can keep the brutal Westlanders out of the kingdom's land!

Some of the children listened in amazement, their faces still confused, while others straightened their backs.

……