Behind him, there were fluttering flags, and to his left and right and behind him, there were countless soldiers of the Chinese Revival Army shouting, waving and beckoning more companions to raise their weapons and move forward together.

It is extremely vivid, and seeing this group of sculptures makes people feel like they are on the battlefield, reminding people of those bloody years and years. And the knight at the head is naturally this son.

Well, the carving is really seven points similar, I'm very satisfied, hey, hey, this son's face, maybe it can not change for a thousand years. After a little triumph, I beckoned all my servants to pass through the gate with me, and in this vast complex there are already more than 20,000 soldiers who have died bravely, and in the Panthéon, there are also those who have served the country and the people.

After walking through the gate of Valhalla, there are several long corridors, and on these corridors, all of them are enshrined urns, which are the more than 20,000 soldiers who died bravely. Their place of origin, birthdate, name, and feats, as well as the battle in which they died, are all engraved on the white marble spirit plaque in front of the urn.

Although the words are very small, they are all very clear, in front of each Heroic Spirit Tablet, there is an incense burner, many incense burners are inserted in the incense, and the smoke wafts in the air.

"Since the founding of our country, the soldiers of the Chinese Revival Army have lost a total of 27,347 people, and they are all enshrined here." Fang Xuanling took a deep breath, looking at some of the spiritual seats, as well as the family members or comrades-in-arms who were worshipping, the expression on his face suddenly became solemn.

"In just a few years, tens of thousands of soldiers have been buried here, which is really sad." Ma Zhou heard a low sobbing sound in the distance, and his eyes were slightly red, this is a person with a lot of feelings.

Everyone slowed down, walked gently and slowly through the corridor, and finally came to the atrium, which is the Panthéon. It is enshrined those who have been elected by the people and submitted to the National Assembly in the past.

Duke of Zhou, Laozi, Confucius, Mencius, Mozi, Sun Tzu...... Damn, there are more than 20 people with the word "Zi" in their names alone, and there are also a large number of well-known characters. Meng Tian, Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi, Li Guang...... More than one hundred and eighty-five in total.

Each one has a statue. The demeanor is different, the gods are all ready, and it is also thanks to the improvement of the status of craftsmen over the years, otherwise, if you want to make these hundred or so statues, I am afraid that it will take you and don't know how long it will take.

And the martial mourning king Ran Min is also among them, this person who issued the order to kill Hu all his life and struggled for the survival of the Chinese nation, is now here, receiving the sacrifice of incense. I saw that he was covered with broken armor, standing on the ground with a sword in one hand, and standing with the other hand raised high into a fist to the sky.

His eyes glared at the sky, his expression was angry and unwilling, and there was a deep regret, as if he was angry that he had not been able to fully achieve his ambition. I bowed deeply to his statue, and before I crossed over, I had heard of the order to kill Hu and heard of the martial mourning of the Heavenly King.

However, it was only on the Internet that I knew that there was such a historical figure who should have gone down in history. However, because of its fierce and uncompromising attitude, later dynasties tried to downplay it as much as possible, but in the end, it could not erase all the influences it bringed.

No matter what other people think, I just love this dude. I like his iron bones, unyielding spirit and fighting spirit, and his courage to dare to issue an order to kill Hu

After admiring these sages, we continued to walk backwards and saw a construction site where more than 100 workers were building. Well, needless to say, it must be the residence of this son after his future uh-fart, also called the Imperial Mausoleum.

"Longshou is originally located at the junction of two rivers, sitting in the north and facing south, which is really an excellent feng shui treasure." Yuan Tiangang, the old thing, was chattering beside him with a look of a stick.

Ben Gongzi rolled his eyes, I don't understand and can't understand the topic of what feng shui treasure is, but to speak, the terrain here is open, and looking south, you can see the cement straight road extending from Chang'an City in the distance to the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the past from here, Chang'an City still looks so majestic and majestic. The mountain wind is howling, and to the east, a meandering river flows through. The white clouds in the sky, blown by the north wind, seemed to move slowly towards the south.

"Towering Chang'an, great rivers and mountains...... That's right. The uncle looked at Chang'an City from afar and let out such an emotional voice. All the important ministers of the Chinese Empire are also full of memories and feelings.

For a few years, it was the western capital of the Sui Dynasty, but now, it has become the imperial capital of the Chinese Empire. Chang'an, the name, contains the long-term peace and stability that the ancient ancestors longed for. But it always backfires.

Countless wars and waves occurred here, and then gradually, eroded into the marks of history. Just a few days ago, I went to see the Han Chang'an City. That is, the original Chang'an City, which eventually became dilapidated because of countless wars, and after decades of desolation, it is simply a broken wall and scars everywhere.

It was already empty, and almost all the buildings in the palace of Chang'an City in the Han Dynasty had been demolished.

Looking at the Han Chang'an City, where there was almost no complete house, he finally shook his head and patted his ass and returned to Chang'an. If there is still some cultural relics value, it is probably the broken bricks and tiles in the imperial city.

But the problem is that compared with this era, it is too close to the era, and if it is used as a cultural relic, it will definitely be ignored by others, so I still honestly put away this idea, but I don't bother to pay attention to it there, just watch and clean it up, at least don't let the people spoil it again.

After a few hundred years, maybe everyone will be interested in appreciating how different this Han Chang'an City is from the Chang'an City of the Chinese Empire.

Time has passed in a blink of an eye, and the Yaoguang girl is about to give birth again, which is definitely good news, so a large number of civil and military ministers have secretly come to inquire about the news, looking at the obscene and ghostly faces, this son is really weak.

Not for anything else, these guys are urging, and even Wei Zheng, this guy, took the opportunity to visit the queen mother, and he was still there to say that he was not ashamed of what is not filial piety, and there is no queen, no matter how many daughters there are, it is useless, and there must be a handle to be strong enough.

Hearing this, my mother looked scared, and she frequently bowed her head, so angry that Lao Tzu almost wanted to kick it over. Fortunately, Yaoguang's sister went back to her mother-in-law's house, otherwise, I don't know what to think, and prenatal depression may turn into depression.

In the end, after the old guy whispered mysteriously in my mother's ear, Shi Shiran slapped his ass and slipped away. I don't even want to keep him to eat, I don't know if this old rascal has said anything bad.

In the end, I tried my best, and finally got the words from my mother, originally Wei Zheng, this old guy, represented not only himself, but also the important ministers of the court.

That means that if Her Royal Highness the Queen still gives birth to a princess, I hope that Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother can persuade the emperor to let the emperor take a concubine, thinking that the future royal bloodline can flourish and be able to prepare for a long time.

In this regard, I can only be speechless, and persuade my mother to stop thinking nonsense, let alone listen to those guys' nonsense, there is really no good way. The only thing I look forward to is that the Yaoguang girl can work hard and give birth to a leader as soon as possible, so that these important ministers of the court will not be in shape for a day, and they want to be an old father-in-law one day.

"Lady, you can be regarded as back, slow, slow, come, support your husband." Finally, the Yaoguang girl who went to her mother's house for seven or eight days to raise a baby finally returned home. Seeing Yaoguang, who had become bloated because of her big belly, I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Yaoguang's sister's arm and said uneasily.

"The concubine body is not the kind of person who is weak and powerless, can she use it like this?" Sister Yaoguang said strangely, but the joy between her eyebrows could still show that she enjoyed my care and love.

"You're about to give birth, how can you not pay attention?" I took Yaoguang's arm and walked through the door. "I remember listening to Sun Zhenren's words, the due date seems to be in these days."

"Well, that's what I'm talking about." Sister Yaoguang nodded obediently and replied. It didn't take much effort, and the eldest girl and the second girl who knew that the eldest mother was coming back all rushed over, and the two little girls were so sweet that they couldn't close their mouths again and again, and hugged the eldest girl and the second girl and kissed them several times before stopping.

"Do you want to kiss your mother?" Yaoguang sat on the sofa with his waist down, looking at the midnight who was sitting on the carpet and playing with toys, with a doting face.

"Yes," the big girl replied crisply. "I want to too," Erya replied not to be outdone. The two daughters are now more and more similar in temperament, even Qingxia is speechless, her daughters are the same virtue as Yaoguang, and Yaoguang's sister is different from Qingxia, and Sister Qingxia also knows how to clean up the little guy.

And the Yaoguang girl is completely like the head of the eldest sister, and she goes crazy with the two girls all day long, even the mother is helpless, but the mother doesn't care too much about these aspects, anyway, there is Qingxia here to be the sea god needle.

"Well, the eldest girl and the second girl are really good. Husband, the concubines have been thinking about them these days. Yaoguang sighed in satisfaction and leaned back on the back of the sofa. The sofa, this thing is made by stuffing a few large sponges into the cloth case, and it feels quite good to sit up softly, especially after the weather is cold.

As for sponges, all natural sponges are used in this era, and there can be no artificial sponges. People on the beach have known and collected sponge animals for a long time, bathing sponges, fine mesh, strong elasticity, good water absorption, can be used for bathing, wiping, washing dishes, etc.

And Ben Gongzi just let them get some over, and then made more than a dozen sets of sand cloths, the sponge has good elasticity and strong recovery, unlike cotton, and it will be completely deflated after sitting for a while.