It's the Martyrs' Shrine!

The reason why I am worried about that place is because the bones of the soldiers in the army buried there, although the time is very short, but now no one in the army knows that "the bones belong to the side of Zhongshan Mountain", for them, this is also a reward that will benefit future generations!

Stained with royal feng shui, can it be bad?

But the question is, will Chongzhen let him continue to cultivate?

"Is the prince worried that someone will write a letter asking for the suspension of the Martyrs' Shrine?"

Hearing this, Wan Shouqi said contemptuously.

"If this is the case, the prince will only be in charge of the court when the time comes, and the officers and men in the army will be very angry when they hear this, and they all want to clear the king's side! As long as you kill one person, no one will dare to mention it again! For so many years, why has Liaodong's military salaries only increased rather than decreased, saying that grain prices have soared, but in fact, ...... Hum! ”

Even if he is far away in Nanzhili, Wan Shouqi has heard of the matter of being in Liaodong, after all, what the Ming Dynasty is most concerned about now is Liaodong. Not now, all concerned for decades.

In fact, most of the time, they just pay lip service to the concerns and worry about state affairs. If it weren't for the army of the prince. Xing Wan Shouqi is also still at the stage of patriotism, of course, now he is indeed qualified to satirize Liaodong Jiangmen.

"Every time someone talks about cutting the military salary in Liaodong, there will be soldiers in the towns of Liaodong who use this as an excuse to mutiny, and the court can only reprimand the officials who are on the book, or cut their posts for the people, or degrade the officials and Yungui, and so on several times, who dares to say anything, the so-called mutiny, but just a play played by the Liaodong generals, in the future, when we arrive in Lushun, we should also be wary of the Liaodong generals."

Smiling slightly, Zhu Guoqiang didn't speak, he has been famous for a long time for the Liaodong Generals, after all, the last straw that crushed the Ming Dynasty was the Liaodong Generals, such as Wu Sangui's introduction of troops into the customs - is this person loyal to the Ming Dynasty or a traitor?

It's really hard to say this, even including Zu Dashou, from the current point of view, they are all loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty, but judging from their ending in the future.

Ah!

It's not a good thing to do.

However, the current reality is that they are in Ning Jin to contain the mites Qing, which is of great help to their own side.

Time!

After arriving in Lushun, they also need time to train troops, build ports, and build cities, in short, with them there, at least they can guarantee that Huang Taiji will not dare to attack Lushun with all their might, and they will also have the opportunity to expand their territory in the north, after all, there are many people on their side now!

If we don't expand our territory, there will be a place to settle so many soldiers and civilians. Of course, how to cooperate with them is indeed a matter that needs to be dealt with carefully.

However, Guoqiang is not worried, after all, now he has almost connected with Zu Dashou, his adopted son is on his side, and he has done a great thing for himself.

"Well, I have other plans over there in Liaodong Jiangmen,"

Smiling slightly, Zhu Guoqiang looked at Wan Shouqi and said.

"When it comes to your side, you also have to prepare, just leave in a few days, by the way, the Martyrs' Shrine, you must also arrange reliable manpower, that place is related to our morale and military heart!"

Before leaving Nanjing, Zhu Guoqiang still went to Xiaoling...... It should be said that it is the martyr's shrine next to the filial piety tomb, which has become a busy construction site at this time, and thousands of craftsmen are busy here to build the martyr's shrine of the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing that a rammed earth platform had begun to take shape, Zhu Guoqiang walked towards the mausoleum in the distance, looking at the tombstones, Zhu Guoqiang's mind was low.

He walked over to the tombstone and looked at the words on it.

"Zhao Gongde, Nanzhili Fengyang Mansion ......"

It turned out to be from Fengyang!

It's right here to guard the mausoleum of your fellow villagers!

I think that if Emperor Gao had a spirit in the sky, he would definitely be happy to have you loyal soldiers guard the tomb for him.

In fact, Zhu Guoqiang is more willing to believe that if Emperor Gao is alive, he will definitely die, all his children and grandchildren will be killed, what are they all doing?

The backbone is there, but what is the backbone? How can you be an emperor and a vassal king if you only have the backbone and no means?

Are they worthy of these loyal and brave soldiers? Are you worthy of those who are loyal and righteous?

Quietly looking at the neatly arranged tombstones in front of him, like the queue of soldiers before their deaths, Zhu Guoqiang's mood was a little heavy.

These tombstones have only a few simple words - names, places of origin, and some, not even such simple information, which is what they left behind.

Walking to an unknown tombstone and looking at the empty tombstone, Zhu Guoqiang stood there.

Seeing that the prince stared at the wordless tombstone, his expression seemed to be a little strange, and Wu Yingji, who had participated in the collection of the corpses of the fallen soldiers, naturally knew the reason, so he explained.

"Lord Shizi, these are all moved from Jiangbei, although the names of many soldiers can be identified from the waist plates, but the handwriting on some waist cards is not clear, so there are no names."

The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have waist cards, according to the military order, regardless of the official rank to wear the waist card, but unlike the jade and copper waist cards of the officials, ordinary soldiers are made of bamboo, and they write the camp number and name on it with a brush at will.

Listening to his explanation, Zhu Guoqiang did not speak, but stared at the tombstone silently. Looking thoughtfully at the prince with a sad face, Wu Yingji sighed unconsciously.

The prince treats the soldiers in the army like this, no wonder the soldiers are willing to serve him!

Wu Yingji devoted himself to the shogunate of Deshizi, it was completely a coincidence, as a native of Chizhou, he learned that Shi Dushi led the army to defeat in Jiangbei, after tens of thousands of soldiers were killed, he couldn't bear the corpses of tens of thousands of soldiers in the wilderness, so he invited several friends, and led more than 100 family members to the opposite bank to bury the bodies of the fallen officers and soldiers, and for a time spread his righteous deeds in the north and south of the river. Later, he was buried in the Zhongshan Martyrs' Shrine, and he was naturally found here, after all, he buried the soldiers, and he knew where the bodies of the enemy and the enemy were buried. Later, Wan Shouqi asked him if he would like to supervise the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine, and he gladly accepted the appointment.

"They are all unknown martyrs......"

With a long sigh, Zhu Guoqiang thought of the famous Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in another world, and thought to himself, he stared at the blank tombstone and said.

"Bring the pen!"

A moment later, Zhu Guoqiang wrote two sentences on a piece of paper.

"Your name is unknown, but your deeds are immortal."

looked at these simple and straightforward words in surprise, and when Wu Yingji hadn't come back to his senses, he heard the prince command.

"In the future, these words will be engraved on the nameless tombstones, they may be nameless, but their merits will be immortal!"

glanced at Zhongshan in the distance, and then Zhu Guoqiang said again.

"In the future, all those who sacrificed for the country will have their tablets enshrined in the Martyrs' Shrine! Refer to the specifications of the Taimiao Temple, and the four seasons of each year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the first month of each season must be sacrificed on the first day of the lunar calendar! As long as I survive the Ming Dynasty, the incense of the Martyrs' Shrine will not be extinguished day and night......"

"Shi, Shizi, this, this ......"

Although he admired the soldiers who died for the country in his heart, Wu Yingji hurriedly said.

"This is a passover! If it is preached, it will be given a handle! ”

There is a pass, and it is clearly a passover!

But his words were exchanged for Zhu Guoqiang's laughter.

"Passover? Give people a handle, who in the world doesn't know that I act like a rebellion, why am I afraid to give people a handle, the second tail, this matter is so decided, besides, the temple only worships the ancestors of the heroes, a will be a success of ten thousand bones, without these soldiers how to come to the heroes? There are only heroes, and I came to the world of the Ming Dynasty, how can Emperor Gao chase Mengyuan in Mobei and Kuangzheng Huaxia in China? They are worthy of the Yitong Taimiao! ”

The young man with a light fur loves to be merry and beautiful, but he likes heroes even more!

Especially for Zhu Guoqiang, he always remembers who should remember who and who should be remembered. Understand who to pay tribute to.

Not the billionaires, not the dignitaries. And it is these most ordinary soldiers who have supported this civilization for thousands of years in the long history of standing in the east of the world.

In the heyday, they guarded the place. In the darkness they dispel the darkness with their lives. They are the guardians of civilization, the Great Wall of the Empire, without them, how could there be thousands of years of inheritance of this civilization?

Yitong Taimiao!

Who do they deserve?

In the face of Shi Ziye's heart-warming words, Wu Yingji seemed to really understand why the soldiers under the command of Shi Ziye were willing to be born and die for him, because of military salary, not because of the harsh military law, but because of this kind of respect for the soldiers from the heart.

Revere!

Is it possible?

Wu Yingji's heart couldn't help but have some doubts, after all, the person in front of him was a phoenix dragon grandson. But the dignified son!

How could he have respect for these ordinary soldiers?

The identity between them is heaven and earth!

However, the expression of the prince cannot deceive people.

Finally, after leaving the Martyrs' Shrine, he looked back again. Maybe when he returns here in a few years, the magnificent Martyrs' Shrine will be in his sight.

Right now...... Look up to the north. Zhu Guoqiang thought a lot.

I thought of Liaodong, Lushun, and what I should do after arriving in Lushun.

Of course, inevitably, I also thought of the capital. I thought of the emperor who was nominally a generation older than him. In terms of his suspicious personality. How would he react when he knew that he had killed so many civil servants?

He's going to laugh out loud.

After all, killing people like this is a move that loses people's hearts!

Of course, for Zhu Guoqiang, he wants to know more about those officials in the capital who make a living by impeachment, and how will they feel when they know that so many officials from the six departments of Nanjing have been killed at once?

Thinking of this, Zhu Guoqiang couldn't help but smile dumbly.

"I'm so domineering, the capital should be shaken!"