It was a nice day, clear, and the clouds in the sky were stretching soothingly, floating under the impetus of the wind.

Of course, it would be better if it was a little windier.

Fei Qian looked up at the sky and was silent.

The terrain near Pingyang City is a bit distinctive, the east side is the Fen level, the terrain is flat, suitable for farming; To the west, there is a loess fold area, where large and small mountain bags and ravines begin to appear, and then extend into the distance.

The aquatic vegetation of the Han Dynasty was not as lacking as in later generations, and there were still many trees and shrubs on many mountain bags, and at a glance, there was still some green, unlike all the loess in later generations.

It is said that because the Guanzhong area experienced the great project of the Qin Dynasty before and after, the Afang Palace and the Great Wall, a giant tree that originally grew here was cut down a wave, and then experienced the continuous expansion of Chang'an City in the Han Dynasty again, and the trees near Guanzhong and Sanfu were cut down again.

But it is a pity that neither the Afang Palace nor the Chang'an Palace in the early Han Dynasty have survived, and now the palace in Chang'an City was gradually restored and repaired after Wang Mang.

Fei Qian's mind jumped, is it because the huge trees in the northern part of Guanzhong have been cut down, so the dynasty gradually expanded to the south, and the Daxing'an Mountains in the north are too cold after all, and it is really not very convenient before there is no cotton......

If we think from a different perspective, then these ethnic minorities in the north just take advantage of the blessing of not having cotton?

Well, forget it, no matter what, the water and soil still have to be maintained, just like now, coal has been used as the main fuel near Luliang Mountain, so the demand for trees has decreased a lot, because many trees can be used for at least a few years if they are cut down as house beams or something, but if they are purely used as fuel, it is a meal......

Predecessors planted trees, and later generations may plant trees, but they may cut down trees.

Fei Qian thought silently, today's actions are like carrying down a tree, I don't know what these trees will do with future generations......

The ancestral hall of the unsung hero in Binh Duong was built.

It is said to be an ancestral hall, but in fact it is more like an altar.

On the top of this hill in Xicheng, Binh Duong, a flat land was repaired, and a boxy single-story altar was built on the flat land, laid with ordinary variegated stone strips, and in the center of the altar stood a huge black stone tablet, which was more than two people high, but on the stone tablet, there was no word.

Du Yuan, who was originally in charge of the logistics of Pingyang, planned to build a courtyard like the ancestral hall of the family, and then a big room with some spirit cards or something......

Later, it was vetoed by Fei Qian, and this ancestral hall was built here, well, the altar.

Today is the day of the memorial ceremony.

Officials of all sizes in Pingyang, even Cai Yong, who lives above the School Palace, also came.

The soldiers stood neatly on both sides of the road, stretching from the altar on the hill to the bottom of the hill. At the foot of the hill, there were some people who had come from around Pingyang, gathered together, and they also stood quietly and looked up.

Although in Fei Qian's eyes, such a monument is a bit strange and not very satisfying, but in the eyes of the people of the Han Dynasty now, the dark and ink-like stone tablet standing on the gray altar is indeed very solemn......

It's just as fresh.

Erect a monument to the soldiers?

Not for generals?

Fei Qian tilted his head and looked at the black stone tablet.

Fei Qian originally said that he would build an unsung hero monument, but Du Yuan really asked the stonemason to set up an unsung monument......

Later, Fei Qian thought about it and found that this was more suitable.

In addition to not violating some taboos, it is also because these soldiers in the Han Dynasty are truly nameless. Many people don't even have names, maybe if they call Ergouzi in the army, there will be more than a dozen people around them who will turn around......

Although Fei Qian's move was somewhat unexpected, by replacing one person with a group, the children of the scholar clan had no object to refute. Erect a monument to a person, then all the shortcomings of this person will be magnified to infinity, and now to erect a monument to a group of people, there is no gossip to say, after all, the charge is ahead, and the most casualties are not the children of the scholar clan, but these ordinary people who have no name.

In a large area to the north of Xiaoshan Bao, it is the place where the soldiers who died in these battles are buried, in fact, not everyone can have their own tombstones, they can only be buried together, and then a larger tombstone is erected, which is engraved with the number of people who died in the battle in a certain year and month.

The real one doesn't even have a name.

Fei Qian stood under the black stone tablet, looking up at the two people's tall stone tablet. How to say it, the stone tablet made in the shape of a large spirit card always makes Fei Qian feel that it doesn't look like a monument, but now it's in the Han Dynasty, make do with it, the craftsmen don't have any concept of a monument at all, and the shape of the spirit card is more in line with the aesthetics of the Han Dynasty, well, as long as this meaning is reached, it's almost there......

Fei Qian originally wanted Cai Yong to preside over the ceremony, after all, Cai Yong was a master and a relatively famous person, but Cai Yong said that he had already resigned from the official position of the imperial court, so there was still something wrong, so it could only be Fei Qian's own arrival.

"The auspicious time ......has arrived," Du Yuan reminded on the side.

Fei Qian nodded, then took two steps forward and stood under the black stone tablet.

Originally, the cold wind was howling, blowing and fluttering the flags on the altar, but when Fei Qian stepped forward, all of a sudden, the wind subsided, as if the heavens and the earth were quiet.

"In the winter of the second year of the first peace, Lang Fei of the Hungarian Protectorate, I would like to pay tribute to the spirit of the unsung hero with the laying of the young prison and the cleansing:"

"Since the summer and the Hou, fled to Mobei, chased water and grass, controlled cattle and horses, was the Huns, actually forgot the origin, attacked the north, changed the chaos and multiplied, and then got the Han Dynasty, the land was expanded, the national prestige was far away, the east and Korea, the south swallowed Baiyue, the west conquered Dawan, and the north broke the Xiongnu, so it was initially decided."

"The Huns are peaceful, Xianbei rises again, destroys the homeland, plunders the population, the lives are devastated, the grievances are accumulated, the angry waves are discharged, irrepressible, the people of the north, through hardships and dangers, perseverance and perseverance, fight bravely, repeatedly stumble, the blood is flying, the mighty spirit is jammed, the grass and trees are sad, and the wind and clouds change color!"

"When the catastrophe was completed, the horse leather shrouded in the body, and the Han banner was raised together, and the nine secluded expanses were together! However, the Han family is loyal and righteous, building a hero's shrine, Pingyang is old, and the arch wood still exists; Sanjin Xinqian, green pine has been planted. Plugged in the flying yellow, the moon is dark in the yin mountain, the loyal soul is laid together, and the sweat is immortal! ”

"Heaven and earth are in all directions, and the soul is back! Drink and have fun, and your soul returns! The right side of the car is hanging in the air, and the soul is back! Fight again, and the soul returns! The strong man of the Han family, the soul is back! The unsung hero, the soul returns! Alas! Vovi Shang feast! ”

Fei Qian's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and it was transmitted far and wide along with the cold wind that began to whimper and hover again......