Updated: 202-05-20

Outside the north gate of Dinghai Chengguan, at the foot of Longfeng Mountain, it is the ashes of more than 10,000 people who were martyred in Xinmao to resist the Qing Dynasty. According to incomplete statistics, on the second day of the ninth month of the Xinmao year, more than 18,000 compatriots were martyred here.

On October 23, 54 A.D. (2695 in the Republican calendar), on the morning of the second day of the ninth month of the Jiayin year, in front of the shrine of Chengren, there were two tables of offerings, one pair of pigs and sheep, one table of east and west, a total of twelve kinds of sacrifices, half of meat and vegetables, thousands of silver ingots were placed on both sides, and four pairs of incense and candles were sacrificed.

The Tonggui Great Domain next to the Chengren Temple is a solemn scene. The tomb mound is built with bluestone masonry, the three characters of "the same return to the domain" are written horizontally in the middle of the tombstone, and the two sides are engraved with "the loyal soul of the year, the white bones are the same as the ancient incense", and there is a pair of couplets on the stone pillars on both sides, "the water and fire swords and soldiers are instantaneous, and the loyalty and filial piety are righteous for a thousand years".

In the open space in front of the mound, there was a long queue. The warriors were all dressed in red flying fish suits, black gauze hats, and rifles. The teaching company, navy, and coast guard stood on the left, and the recruit camp stood on the right, with a ten-meter-wide aisle in the middle, and on both sides of the aisle were two columns of soldiers on guard, and the people from all directions who participated in the worship were all standing behind the ranks on the left and right. There is also a line of vigilant warriors around the same domain. The people all stood solemnly, and the whole venue was silent, except for the pine waves in the mountains and the gentle sound of the wind passing by people's ears.

Huang Shisan and others also stood among the people who participated in the sacrifice. They had only arrived at Dinghai the previous night, because the city gate had been closed, so they had to live outside the east gate. When I entered the city this morning, there were a few soldiers standing guard at the city gates, and there were no troops in the streets, only a group of dreadlocks patrolling the streets.

Hu Kun's father used to be the general soldier of Dinghai and had a big house on Dinghai East Street. The old housekeeper told them that before the defeated Qing army could invade, the Ming army took control of the city. The Ming army came in, but they just checked the population and left, and the people and property at home were not disturbed at all.

To restore the normal order of Dinghai City so quickly, and it was Qiu who did not commit any crimes, Huang Shisan can be said to be quite admired.

At this time, the sound of a small gong sounded on the street, and the chief opened his voice, "Listen to each family, the sacrifice will return to the same domain, and it will be carried out on time, everyone is ready." ”

Huang Shisan and the others were not early, so they followed the people in the city and walked towards Longfeng Mountain.

At nine o'clock, Dinghai comforted Yunlan Liang Guan, soap collar edge green Luo clothes, soap collar edge white yarn middle single, soap edge red Luo clothes, red Luo knees, red and white two-color silk belt, leather belt, ribbon, ivory wat wat, a Ming Dynasty three-grade priest dress. He walked forward slowly and announced into the microphone: "The hour has come, and the cadres are in place."

Seven columns of cadres lined up in a neat line, slowly entering the center of the field in a two-second step. Bai Baoxiang walked in the forefront, Zhu Yangni, who was dressed in princess costumes, was in the middle of the second row, on his left was Wang Tiezhu, Gu Wusheng, Lei Nianping, on the right was Qian Shuiting, Wang Xie Tang, Mao Pi, and more than 200 cadres wearing the sacrificial uniforms of Ming civil and military officials followed in turn. Every step they took was very heavy, and they walked solemnly, as if they were afraid of disturbing the heroic spirits underground.

There are 18,000 loyal bones buried here, the tragedy of an era engraved here, and the steadfastness and unyielding loyalty to death written here.

There is Shen Zhenquan, the first auxiliary minister who trained the sailor and fought the Sitai Water Village; Zhang Mingzhen, the Marquis of Dingxi, who was a lonely minister in the sea for ten years, died of hatred and hatred in the country; Salary Confucius Temple, holding Confucius Mu Lord ** martyrdom of the Ministry of Rites Wu Zhongluan; A sword grinds nearly ten frosts, but Zhang Cangshui, the left attendant of the military department who has done everything for Chengren; Talking about the song and righteousness, continuing Wenshan, and the bachelor Zhang Kentang who hanged himself to the end of the snow Jiaoting; Zhu Yongyou, the servant of the Ministry who died in the city since he promised to be lonely and loyal to the coast, ran out of ammunition and food; Liu Shixun, an Yang general who insisted on fighting in the streets of Dinghai and killing himself by the enemy's arrows; Dangbei Bo Ruan Jin, who guarded the Hengshui and blocked Jiaoguan and was martyred in the sea of fire and snails......

The small tomb turned out to be the resting place of 000 people. Perhaps the tomb couplet of "water, fire, sword and soldier in an instant, loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness for a thousand years" conveys the relationship between the transience of life and the eternity of righteousness.

"2 gun salutes!"

Tan Ke operated the remote control to sound the two electronic salutes on the hillside, kicking off the prelude to the sacrifice.

"Boom~!"

"Boom~!"

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The rumbling salute was majestic, roaring one after another. With so many people standing together, silent, Huang Shisan and the others already felt that the atmosphere was very depressing, and it was so heavy that people couldn't breathe. Now the rumbling salute hit their hearts, and they felt their whole bodies tremble.

"The lord of Anping County of Daming presented a flower basket to the martyrs."

A low mournful music sounded, and Zhu Yangni, the lord of Anping, accompanied by the salute soldiers, stepped forward to offer a flower basket. All the staff were respectful one by one, kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

"There is also an Anping county lord, the county lord of Daming?!" Hu Kun whispered to Huang Yizhou on the side.

"It's a sacrifice!" Huang Shisan's eyes narrowed and reprimanded in a low voice. His nose was sour and he was almost about to cry, but Hu Kun's voice ruined his mood. Huang Shisan studied "Zhou Li" deeply, such a sacrificial scene was unheard of by him, but the scene was indeed quite solemn.

Then Bai Baoxiang stood in front of the microphone and read the memorial aloud:

"Bai Baoxiang, the supervisor of the Ming Dynasty, the county lord of Anping, the first assistant Qian Shuiting, the governor of the capital, the iron hammer, the secretary of the Shangshu Yunlan, etc., led the Ming soldiers and Zhoushan fathers who insisted on the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, and paid tribute to the martyrs and compatriots who died in the national disaster.

The waves of the sea, the wrath of the heroic soul; Heaven and earth are upright, and the heart of loyalty and martyrdom. deliberately condensed in the sky, and resolutely destroyed the stars; Haohao soup soup, all my Yan Han red heart; The green mountains are lush, and they are full of Chinese loyalty.

It is magnificent, the world is full of sorrows, fishy clouds are everywhere, and the streets are full of wolf dogs; Calling the sky and grabbing the earth, it is difficult to save the world; The mountains cry and the tsunami, why stop the mountains and rivers from breaking? At the age of Jiashen, the national fortune was late, the thieves were captured, the mainland sank, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the living beings hung upside down. After years of hard work, Zhoushan was captured, and more than 8,000 people of the Ming royal family were martyred. Respect my martyrs, unyielding, heroic resistance; Mourn my people, there is no one, and go to this difficulty.

Things change and stars move, two hundred spring and autumn. Chinese tragedy, isn't it a cry of despair? Woohoo, King Wumu doesn't do it, and the champion Hou Zhi is dead. I am a Chinese child, enthusiastically rising, repeatedly defeated and defeated, and has not recovered, so that the East Captives are raging and harming today.

Now Baoxiang and other overseas returned, sent an order to the East China Sea, and led the righteous teachers in general, in order to serve the Han Weiling, bend the universe, and destroy the Tartars and restore China, and will live up to the hopes of the martyrs. ”

Bai Baoxiang spoke very slowly, and his voice seemed to tremble a little. Yunlan listened to Bai Baoxiang's recitation, and his nose was a little sour. More than 18,000 people, 18,000 people, there are more than 18,000 people buried here, and they are all ancestors who opposed the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty.

Bai Baoxiang finished reading the sacrificial text, Yunlan, who was presiding over the sacrifice, was still standing in place and did not move, the corners of his mouth were still trembling slightly, and a sad voice came from the depths of his throat, "Fight to the death under Dinghai City, blood stains our flag." ”

Yun Lan's voice was not loud, but it was very clear, and the voice hit the hearts of all the cadres and soldiers, and they slowly sang after them, "Fighting alone on Mingxing Island,

Inherited the honor of the martyrs.

Thousands of struggles, wind, snow, hunger and cold;

Thousands of miles to fight, camping in the ocean.

gain a wealth of experience in warfare,

Exercise the spirit of hard sacrifice,

In order to drive out the Tartars,

In order to recover China,

Consistently stick to our struggle!

Chinese athletes converge into an iron stream of the Anti-Japanese War,

The Chinese athletes converged into an iron stream of the War of Resistance.

Onward, onward! We are the Xingming Army of Iron!

Onward, onward! We are the Xingming Army of Iron!

Onward, onward! We are the Xingming Army of Iron! ”

The voices of the crowd grew louder and louder, and they sang three times in a row, almost hoarse.

Then all the soldiers fired three shots, and the whistle sounded on the sea for a long time, which suddenly shocked the earth and made the mountains and rivers magnificent.

At that time, the whole city of Dinghai rang bells and beat drums; On the streets, every household set out a table full of meat and vegetable offerings, lit incense candles and silver ingots; The monks and Taoists in all the temples inside and outside the city chanted the scriptures in unison.

When Bai Baoxiang was reciting the sacrificial text, the literati present secretly shook their heads again and again, disapproving. Huang Shisan thought to himself, although this sacrificial text is literary, it is whimsical and unqualified. Is it really a reckless man, a descendant of the old tribe of the pseudo-King Toru? However, these people are beautifully dressed, similar to the Ming sacrificial costumes recorded in the old books, which is not like recklessness. When he heard the "Xingming Army Song", he felt the impassioned spirit from the song, and immediately perked up, thinking that these people have been overseas for two hundred years, although they have acted a little impolitely, but the spirit of loyalty and martyrdom still exists, and I want to have a meeting with them.

On the way back to the city, Huang Shisan told his thoughts. His words were immediately opposed by Hu Kun.

"Teacher, you can't meet them. This is related to the honor, and after taking this step, it will be difficult to turn back. Hu Kun persuaded repeatedly, "Let me go and explore the truth first." Otherwise, let Senior Brother Yuan Tong go with me. ”

Huang Yizhou, whose real name is Yuan Tong, was later changed to Zhou, with Yuan Tong as the word, and the number is the season.

"Famous Festival?!" Huang Shisan smiled, "I'm 65 years old, and half of my body has gone into the loess." ”

In the doorway of the North City Moon City, the two guards were full of energy, loaded with guns, and stood straight like poles. Huang Shisan stopped in front of the moat, and he said to his fourth son Huang Yizhou and his disciple Hu Kun Zhengse: "I went to the township to take the test during the Daoguang period, but due to the death of my mother's illness, I boycotted the exam and returned, and I will no longer take the exam. This is half because of filial piety, and half because he has been disappointed in this court and does not want to be a foreign race. ”

Hu Kun persuaded: "No matter how you say it, they are also reckless. Teacher, this sacrificial ritual you and others are nondescript and uncourteous. ”

"Don't you think today's worship ceremony is very solemn! Don't you think that when they worship, they all show sincerity! Huang Shisan glanced at Hu Kun. You've read a lot. Etiquette is a national norm, and each dynasty and generation has its own etiquette. The son said, 'Sacrifice is like being, sacrifice to God as God is.' 'Form is important, sincerity is even more important. ”

"That's right, father. Speaking of recklessness, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty started from recklessness. Huang Yizhou agreed, but his voice changed, "But when it comes to visiting them, we'd better think twice." After all, if you step over, you can't take it back. In the end, let me and Hu Kun go first. ”

"Yes, teacher, you are a famous person in eastern Zhejiang, you should take into account your identity, or be cautious." Hu Kui persuaded hard.

At this time, a team walked down from the foothills of Longfeng Mountain, shouting slogans as they walked, "One, two, three, four!" ”

The people walking on the road suddenly flashed to both sides, and Huang Shisan and the others also stepped aside.

The commander who led the team was Chen Sheng, who saw that the crowds on both sides were stopping to watch, and he was very proud in his heart, and immediately commanded the team to sing "Three 'Discipline and Eight Attentions'".

"All the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty should keep in mind that they should pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight items.

First, all actions should be commanded and marched in unison in order to achieve victory.

Second, I don't take a needle and thread from the people, and the people support and like me.

Third, all seizures should be returned to the public, and efforts should be made to lighten the people's burden.

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Hu Kun's father, Hu Deyao, used to be a guerrilla in the right battalion of Dinghai Town, and Hu Kun often went to the Green Battalion to practice bravely, and he had seen a lot of the army of the Great Qing Kingdom, but he had never seen such an imposing armament. He led this team with great vigor and roared all the way into the city gate. Waiting for the team to go away, Hu Kun turned around and saw Huang Shisan's expression a little dazed, "Teacher, teacher, what's wrong, let's go into the city too." ”

"All actions are commanded, and only by walking in unison can we win, if we don't take a needle and thread from the people, the people support and like me~~" Huang Shisan chewed repeatedly, and finally sighed: "Okay, for the government and morality, for the army and morality." Acting in this way, Ann will not take the world. ”

Huang Yizhou, "There are fewer people, and a little more, which can be regarded as the king's teacher." ”

Hu Kun agreed, "No army in the Qing Dynasty is stronger than them. ”

Huang Shisan looked at his son Huang Yizhou, and Huang Yizhou nodded slightly; He was his own disciple Hu Kun, and Hu Kun also nodded slightly. The old man's cane poked the bluestone slab by the bridge three times, "Let's go, let's go to the General Soldier's Mansion together." ”