After the Son of Heaven finished speaking, hundreds of officials and soldiers and ordinary people bowed together and said: "Long live Your Majesty, and the martyrs will last forever." ”

Longwu looked down from the altar, at the foot of Yuexiu Mountain, and bowed to a piece, and his heart couldn't help but stir.

At this time, He Wuyu, a scholar and secretary of the Ministry of Rites, received the emperor's signal, so he immediately shouted loudly: "Your Majesty has a will, the subjects are flat, please enter the shrine of loyal martyrs." ”

His voice was transmitted one by one by the officials of the Ministry of Rites from the altar to the foot of the mountain, so that his words spread throughout Yuexiu Mountain, and the voice echoed, making the people watching the ceremony solemn for a while.

The Martyrs' Shrine was built on Yuexiu Mountain, a stone step, leading directly from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, a Ministry of Rites, standing next to the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, will hold a scroll to unfold, and read aloud: "One please, the martyred ministers of the Northland, the scholar Fan Jingwen Wenzhen, the household secretary Ni Yuanlu Wenzheng, Zuo Zhongyun Liu Lishun Wenzheng, a brief discussion of Wang Wei Wenlie, the official department member Xu Zhizhi Zhongjie, the criminal department waiter Meng Zhaoxiang is loyal ~ please enter the Martyrs' Shrine." ”

In the Ministry of Rites, every time a name is pronounced, there is a prisoner of the National Prison, holding a tablet, with a solemn expression.

Xu Yanyan, who was in the distance, heard the name of her father Xu Zhi and knew that her father's tablet would be invited to the Martyrs' Shrine and enjoy the worship of the world's incense, and tears suddenly poured out.

That heartbreaking experience came to her heart again, the rainy night when she fled from the north to the south, the ruined village, and the corpse of her father floating under the tree, so that she couldn't help but cover her colic chest tightly with one hand, and He Zhizhi on the side saw it, and the jade hand caressed her back, comforting the pain in her heart.

"Two please, the martyrdom of Nanzhi Zhejiang Province, the Duke of Zuozhu Guojingguo Huang Degong is called Wulie, the scholar Gao Hongtu is called Wenzheng, the scholar Zhu Dadian is called Wenzhong, the university scholar Ma Shiying is called Gongjie, the scholar Shi Kefa is called Wenzheng, and the scholar Zhang Guowei is called Wenlie ~ General Li Taizhen is called Zhongzhuang~"

Wang Yan originally carried 300,000 soldiers and civilians to the south, Li Taizhen in order to give the army and the people after the break, and 5,000 Yangzhou soldiers, together with the Wusong River to die on the bank of the Wusong River, his official position at that time was only a garrison, and the court has not been posthumously sealed, Wang Yan asked him for a title this time, and also asked for a strong nickname, but the 5,000 brothers, because of the battle of Yangzhou, the registered flower name, in the process of retreat, all lost, but together with hundreds of thousands of Yangzhou people, it will never be possible to know their names, with the long river of history flowing together, There is only the next string of numbers.

"Three please, the martyred ministers of Chu, Jiangxi, and Fujian, the university scholar Jiang Dejing is called Wenlie, the university scholar Huang Daozhou is called Wenlie, the university scholar Fu Guan is called Wenzheng, the right king of the Imperial Forest Army is called Wulie, the Ministry of Rites is still known as Wenzhong, and the Tongzheng Sima Sili is called Wenzhen~"

"Four please, the loyal soul of the anti-Qing soldiers~"

The title of university scholar, how can it be regarded as a deputy national level now, since the Ming Dynasty Jiashen, nothing else is said, it is impossible to say, it cannot be counted, just the bachelor of the dead society, one hand can not be counted.

The Lang official of the Ministry of Rites, every time a name is called, the people who watch the ceremony are heavy, and the morning to watch the official and military competition and the juju when the lively, cheerful, the whole Yuexiu Mountain, hundreds of thousands of gentry and people, all fell into silence, every sound of the Lang official, like a hammer smashed on the heart, making people's hearts a pain.

Because no minister was invited to the shrine, behind his name, there is a heart-wrenching, sighing story, he may represent a tragedy, or the fall of a city, or the fall of an anti-Qing army.

"Woo~" A group of scholars couldn't help but cry with their heads in their arms, because they knew best that behind these names, the Han people suffered deeply.

"Please enter the shrine~"

On the stone steps leading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, hundreds of prisoners of the Guozijian held a martyr's tablet each, and walked down the stairs step by step, heading to the top of the mountain, more than 300 heroes and martyrs of relatively high grade, in front and behind were more than 50,000 military cards.

High-ranking officials, according to their previous ranks, will be listed in the civil and military halls, and more than 50,000 military cards will be hung in different halls according to the battles they sacrificed.

Each hall will be engraved with a stone tablet to record their deeds, and the ministers who died in the war against the Qing Dynasty or committed suicide in the future will also be invited to pay homage to their later generations.

The ceremony of inviting the martyrs into the shrine was carried out from noon to dusk, and after the emperor took his ministers to worship, it came to the last ring.

In the third year of Longwu, on February 15, Wang Yan swore to the east in Yuexiu Mountain, Guangjing, he stood on the altar, faced more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians, and read out the imperial court's conquest of Fujian to recover the old land. The Central Plains is its trouble, the south directly invaded Ling for a long time, and the self-captive chief Boluo led the army to Kou Ba Fujian to surrender, poisoned hundreds of thousands of creatures, ravaged more than 1,000 miles of Zhou County, and the realm passed, no matter how big or small the city, the people did not distinguish between rich and poor, all of them were looted, and the crimes committed were hard to write. ”

"Whoever Yan hates, he is like a rebel in the north, and every time he invades a land, he will drive my people forward, fill the river day and night, and kill and wound me without counting, and every city he destroys, he will kill my people, overlord my sisters, shave my hair and make it easy to wear, and destroy my clothes. My thousands of years of Chinese etiquette, poetry, books and classics have been swept away. This is not a change of the Ming Dynasty, but an unprecedented shame since the opening of the country. ”

"Jin Yan was ordered by the Son of Heaven to lead the king to 40,000 divisions, invited the country surname to succeed, hunted the captives of Fujian, and hunted the captives of Fujian. All the armies will work hard to restore our old frontier, and from now on, they will work together to Kuang Han Chamber. ”

At the foot of Yuexiu Mountain, more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians suddenly shouted in unison, "Work together as one, with Kuang Han Room ~ with one force, with Kuang Han Room ~"

Today, the people of Guangjing, the mood has fluctuated several times, and the loyal martyrs are invited to enter the shrine, which brought them the kind of heaviness and the stinging pain in their hearts, and finally got catharsis at this time, and the voice of shouting is enduring.

In the midst of the shouts in the sky, Wang Yan stepped on the war horse, led the soldiers and horses of the loyal military and the superintendent, went out of the city to join the brigade, and then marched to the front line of Chaozhou overnight.

A few days later, the Ming army of 40,000 horses and 30,000 people recruited from Guangnan gathered in Chaozhou, and then set off with high morale, overwhelmingly crossed the provincial border of Fujian and Guangdong to the east, approached Dongxi, and pounced on Zhangzhou, sounding the horn of recovering the lost territory.

Wang Yan took the superintendent as the vanguard, Wang Shixiu led the cavalry in front of the army, the iron hooves rolled, shaking Fujian, the beacon tower along the Dongxi River, suddenly the beacon flames were in the sky, and the pillars of smoke rose to the sky, spreading the news to Zhangzhou, and then to Fuzhou, making Zhang Cunren sit on a needle carpet.

Zheng Chenggong also arrived as promised, Zheng's naval army, directly into Dongxi, the stronghold of the Qing army in Zhangzhou along Dongxi, without a fight, fled into Zhangzhou in a hurry.

On 20 February, Wang Yan led his army, with the cooperation of Zheng's navy, easily crossed Dongxi and reached the city of Zhangzhou on the same day.

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