The ministers were in an uproar, and the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine was prepared to elevate the identity of the military generals?

"Hooray!"

The first to react was Zhang Fu, who saw him in tears, and his excitement was beyond words.

He is the highest-ranking meritorious magnate in the Ming Dynasty, but in front of the Wenchen group, he often can't grab the right to speak.

"Hooray!"

Immediately afterwards, it was Xiangcheng Bo Li Zhen, who had been following Zhu Qizhen's side.

"Hooray! Banzai! Hooray! ”

This time, the shouting shook the sky, and it was 2,000 soldiers of the 3,000 battalion.

You must know that before this, they were not even qualified to enter Beijing to accept the welcome of the people.

For many years, starting from their ancestors, every time they came back from a battle, they silently returned to the camp, although the court had a reward, and they could celebrate when they returned to the camp, but they had never had such glory as today.

Only a handful of military attachés and generals had the opportunity to enter the city gates and receive the cheers of the people.

Now it's different, the emperor suddenly ordered the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine, that is, every soldier who goes out on the battlefield, even if he dies on the battlefield, has the opportunity to enter the city gate and accept the offerings of future generations.

At this moment, whether it is a fledgling recruit, or a veteran who has been in the army for decades, whether it is a hot-blooded young man, or a veteran who has been sharpened by the years, he unconsciously straightened his waist.

Although the Ming Dynasty did not abolish the hierarchical system of the previous dynasty, it divided the household registration, and the military household has always been looked down upon.

For them, the Martyrs' Shrine is the supreme honor, and in the past, they didn't even dare to think about it.

The soldiers cheered, but the ministers fell silent.

Especially Wenchen, the Ming Dynasty was a scholar of the imperial examination, and they studied hard for more than ten years, just in order to one day be able to be named on the gold list, and soared to the sky.

But now, they see that the generals are rising, and they vaguely feel that their status is not guaranteed.

As the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Hu Hu felt that he should say something, but he didn't know where to start.

The soldiers were enthusiastic and hugged Zhu Qizhen into the city from Andingmen.

The people along the street burned incense and worshipped, holding incense burners, just waiting to see the triumphant emperor with their own eyes.

It has long been rumored that the Ming Emperor took 3,000 people into the desert and killed seven in and seven out behind the Wara.

The storytellers in the teahouse have already started to speak, but they don't dare to mention the emperor's name, only say that during the Western Han Dynasty, the seventeen-year-old young general Huo Qu led 800 cavalry to run hundreds of miles, smashed the Xiongnu base camp, killed more than 2,000 enemies, became a god in a battle, and was named the champion marquis.

The people listened with relish, and naturally knew who the storyteller was referring to, and now that they heard that the holy driver had returned to Beijing, they all lined up one by one, just waiting to get a touch of the true dragon's luck.

The 3,000 battalions entered the city, and there were hundreds of civil and military officials in front of them, so they slowed down, but the people did not have the slightest impatience, and they felt that they could not see enough of the triumphant soldiers.

If some of the children of the family are in the team, they are even more excited, pointing out from time to time, and loudly introducing to the neighbors around them that this is their children's team.

Finally, the Emperor's holy chariot arrived, and the welcoming ceremony reached its peak.

Seeing the reaction of the people, Hu Hu muttered to himself: "The emperor is mature!" ”

At first, he also felt that the emperor's move was a bit nonsense, and he led two thousand troops through the city, which simply ignored the safety of the capital and announced the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine, which made him a little stunned.

The Martyrs' Shrine will be used to enshrine the soldiers who died on the battlefield for the country, this move immediately won the hearts of the army and the people, and if someone stands up against it at this time, it is difficult to imagine what will happen.

Two thousand men and horses marched neatly and majestically, along the main street all the way to Chongwen Gate, turned west, and finally came to Daming Gate.

At this point, the 3,000 battalions stopped and formed a neat phalanx.

Li Zhence immediately stepped forward and said in a loud voice: "The three thousand battalions have been assembled, please ask the emperor for instructions!" ”

Zhu Qizhen turned over and pulled out the sword at his waist, shining in the sunlight.

He looked at the familiar faces below, as if he had returned to the endless steppe, the endless river of trouble, the icy Baikal Lake, and the never-ending north wind.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"Long live the emperor! Banzai! Hooray! ”

Two thousand soldiers shouted in unison, and their voices were sonorous and powerful, piercing the sky.

Zhu Qizhen is very satisfied, through the experience of this battle, the 3,000 battalions have already grown into a hundred battles of elite soldiers, the Ming Dynasty has accumulated a hundred years of ills has appeared, regardless of the military, government, agriculture and business, from top to bottom, must be reformed, now with the 3,000 battalion as the hole card, the construction of the army is much easier.

"Li Zhen, arrange for the soldiers to return to the station, and treat them well tonight!"

"Obey the order!"

Next, hundreds of officials hugged Zhu Qizhen into the palace, and Empress Dowager Sun and Empress Qian had been waiting for a long time before they heard the earth-shattering shouts outside the palace, and they were already excited with tears.

Now seeing the emperor's safe return, the tears can't be stopped.

Zhu Qizhen first greeted the Empress Dowager Sun, and then looked at Queen Qian, who was crying at this time with rain in pear blossoms, and people were pitiful when they saw it.

I have to say that the queen of the Ming Dynasty is good-looking, and the eighteenth still has a bit of beauty in her memory, but compared to the queen Qian in front of her, forget it, it can't be compared......

On the Fengtian Palace, hundreds of officials were interviewed, and the first court meeting after the return of the orthodox emperor officially began.

Zhu Qizhen was not polite to everyone, and came up and directly announced three things.

First, the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine, which was already talked about before entering the city.

Second, all soldiers will be rewarded for their meritorious deeds, and the follow-up resettlement and bereavement of the dead and wounded.

Third, Wang Zhen's henchmen will be investigated, and anyone who is close to Wang Zhen will be strictly investigated.

The ministers have no opinion on the second and third points, whether it is a war, if you win the war, you will naturally be rewarded for your meritorious deeds, as for the investigation of Wang Zhen's henchmen, in fact, the hundred officials in the court have long looked at Wang Zhen unpleasantly, but because Wang Zhen's power is too great, he really can't do it.

However, there was a disagreement on the first article, the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine.

Hu Hu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, took the lead in saying: "The minister has read the ancestral rites, but I don't know what kind of specifications should be used in the martyrs' shrine. ”

Zhu Qizhen's face began to look ugly, and before he could speak, Zhang Fuxian couldn't help but stand up.

"Hu Shangshu's words are wrong, building the Martyrs' Shrine is my dynasty's hundred-year plan, how can it be compared with a mere reward?"

Hu Hu said with a dark face: "There is no precedent in the matter of the Martyrs' Shrine, how can the emperor take the words of those soldiers seriously!" ”

"That's nonsense!" Zhang Fu pointed to Hu Hui's nose and retorted, "The soldiers are bloody on the battlefield, aren't they even worthy of the qualifications of an ancestral hall?" ”

Hu Hu still said unhurriedly: "It's not unworthy, it's that the imperial court is now financially tight, and it has to pay for the military expenses of the nine sides every year, and the disasters everywhere are already overstretched, and they can't take out so much money at all. ”

Hubu Shangshu Wang Zuo was eating melons and watching a play, and was suddenly named by Hu Hu, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "What Hu Shangshu said is very true, Hubu is indeed ...... Nervous. ”

Zhang Fu said angrily: "Wang Shangshu, when he was on the front line, it was the emperor and all the soldiers who rushed to the front to ensure the safety of the emperor, but now it is just to build an ancestral hall, and you are so harsh, are you worthy of the soldiers who died on the battlefield on the front line?" ”

"The British public is very true!" Chen Ying, Marquis of Taining, also stood up and said, "I think that when the first emperor was on the throne, he never criticized me so harshly for being a Ming soldier. ”

Wang Zuo was suddenly embarrassed, so he had to say: "The two of you don't know, the finances of our dynasty have indeed accumulated a lot of money and it is difficult to return, why don't you cut some of the military salaries of the local guards, or you can make up enough silver, Yu Shilang, what do you say?" ”

Yu Qian raised his head and said blankly: "How can this be done by cutting military salaries?" ”

Wang Zuo said helplessly: "Yu Shilang said no, and the old man can't help it!" ”

"When did I say no?" Yu Qian wanted to scold, "I mean you can't abolish the military salaries of the guards in various places, but the Martyrs' Shrine still needs to be repaired!" ”

Wang Zuo spread his hands: "There is no money!" ”

Yu Qian said with a dark face: "If you don't have money, you have to find a way in the household department, and you have to find the military department for this kind of thing?" ”

Just when everyone was arguing, Zhu Qizhen on the dragon chair finally couldn't sit still.

"Alright, alright, don't make any noise!"