"Is the price of food in the city so great?" Tianlang frowned, if the price of grain rises tenfold, I don't know how many people's savings will be emptied, and those poor families may be even more hungry. ”

"Food prices have risen tenfold, and they are still rising."

"There's a shortage of food in the city?"

"Lack or lack is relative, even if the ordinary people's food storage is limited, the Qing army is approaching the whole state, refugees gather in the whole state, the need for food is urgent, but because of this, the rich businessmen have a large number of opportunities to store grain, so that the city forms a panic of lack of food, and they sell it ten times and dozens of times the price to obtain huge profits, every disaster year, war, it must be so."

The last sentence that Pang Tianshou said was even more correct, during the Wanli period, because of Zhang Juzheng's reform, the world was peaceful, and the number of acres of land in the settlement of accounts was doubled by the registered land of the National Dynasty, and millions of taels of silver were deposited in Taicang.

To implement the life of the people, taking Guangdong as an example, the rice bucket only costs 20 yuan, a pound of meat is only 6 or 7 yuan, a pound of fish is 2 yuan, in the foreign missionary pen recorded the life of the Ming Dynasty at that time, that is heaven, the only paradise on earth in the whole world.

During the Chongzhen period, there was a great drought in the northwest, and there was no longer a situation of fighting rice for 20 yuan, the whole village was starving to death in the entire state capital, starving all over the field, mourning was all over the land, the court disaster relief was unfavorable, the war could not be won, and the soldiers were poor, and the three salaries were Shen Ke, how could the people not rebel?

Tianlang's heart sank, "If it weren't for what I said about practicing the people, I'm afraid that Daban would regard this matter as an ordinary phenomenon and might not say anything to me." ”

"Long live the day, how dare the old slave be noisy, talking about the purpose of guarding the whole state, the old slave just remembered that the phenomenon of soaring food prices in the city is contrary to the original intention of Long Live Lianmin, so he mentioned it."

Tianlang pressed his eyebrows, and the rest of the folds simply put aside, got up and said:

"Building a dam requires the unity of all people, destroying a dam, a few rats are enough, I know, you can also rest, I am going to bed, tomorrow morning to posthumously seal Zhang Xianbi and Xie Furong and other sacrificial generals, in fact, it is long overdue to do this, and until now, I hope to encourage morale before the war through the sacrifice of the sacrificed soldiers and posthumous seals."

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the second day, in the primary and secondary schools in the city, Tianlang told the soldiers about the pain when he put on the military flag for the sacrificed Xie Furong and buried his bones with his own hands after defeating Kong Youde and Liu Chengyin.

The school field is not big, and no matter how low the cry is, it reaches everyone's ears.

The officers and soldiers who participated in the memorial ceremony were representatives of each unit, and after Tianlang told his personal experience, He Tengjiao read the eulogy.

The wind swept the battle flags and the red tassels on the helmets of the soldiers, and the darkness of the western sky heralded a heavy rain to come.

The soldiers standing in battle were as straight as a forest, quiet as a pine, He Tengjiao wore a vegetarian and sang a conjuring word:

The Soul Returns!

Go to the king's constant work, what is the Quartet?

The pleasure of the king, and the ominous away from the other.

The Soul Returns! The East is not allowed to be trusted.

There are thousands of elders, but the soul is a few.

Ten days out, flowing gold and stones.

They are all accustomed to it, and the soul will be released.

Return, return! No, you can't make excuses.

The country will be a year, the grief and humiliation are unspeakable, the shame is almost brave, and now we will pay tribute to the martyrs, and we will also wash our hearts and shed blood on the eve of the future......

Tianlang put incense and candles into the tablets of Xie Furong and Zhang Xianbi's sacrificed soldiers, and sprinkled a few bowls of spirits on the altar.

Du Yinxi, Deng Kai, Hou Xing, Chen Youlong, Gao Bizheng, Li Jin and other generals tied their heads with white silk and raised the wine bowl together with Tianlang.

Zhu Mingcheng is at night, and the time cannot be drowned.

Gaolan was swept away, and Silu gradually.

The Zhanzhan River is full of water, and there is a maple on it.

The eyes are extremely thousand, and the heart is sad.

The soul goes to return and mourns Jiangnan.

The drums thundered, the yellow sand on the trembling earth wandered, and the whimpering of the trumpets came from the ground, echoing in the wind that was tight and slow, and it was the cry of grief and indignation of the brave.

"Today I will swear by this wine—"

The heavy sound of the waves echoed in the air.

"We are waiting today to pay tribute to the souls of the dead, to remember them, and to lick the pain of defeat. Most of the soldiers such as Er experienced the defeat of Huguang and retreated to Quanzhou one after another, just like me. ”

Tianlang paused and choked up, "There are many of you who, like me, have lost their loved ones in this fiasco. ”

Many soldiers had red eyes, their homes were in Huguang, some in Shaanxi, and in Henan, and now those places were captured by the enemy.

Tianlang pointed to his nose, "Da Ming is going to die, because we once escaped." Our family is dead because of how we once ran away.

Frankly, without this defeat, my awakening would not have been so profound; If it weren't for the tragic deaths of so many of my loved ones, I might not have realized the situation we faced.

At that time, I was just an idle prince, a man who loved to have fun and was afraid of war.

But I'm afraid that we won't be able to solve the problem, and it is our step-by-step retreat that makes the enemy more and more inches!

They killed our relatives, seized our land, and burned down our homes, all because we, as the guardians of the Ming Dynasty, failed to fulfill our responsibility to protect. ”

The white clouds in the sky are tangled into various forms, most of them are not connected into pieces, only a large piece is like a torn cotton wool, covering the sky above the small school field, and the cloud is like a wave, just like the surging hearts of the soldiers in the school field.

"The sea is sinking, and now there is only a southwest corner of the territory that has not fallen, we take a step back, our family members died tragically, if we continue to retreat, the Ming Dynasty will really die."

Tianlang didn't seem to bear to say this, the words were full of bitterness and unwillingness, the soldiers were moved, the neat queue was obviously shaking slightly, and his words asked everyone's hearts.

"Is the enemy strong? No! It is our weakness that makes them strong.

Our weakness, our cowardice, is that we simply don't see that there is only a sea of fire behind us, and if we take another step back, it will turn to ashes, and we really can't retreat anymore.

If we can see our situation, even if there is only a crack in the stone in front of us, we must drill out, we must move forward, push down the mountain, and defeat the strong enemy. ”

A soldier chimed in: "Yes, we can't retreat, fight with the enemy!" ”