A nation without heroes is a nation without a soul, this is a truth that any shrewd ruler understands, although the Qing Dynasty ruled the vast majority of the Han nationality with ethnic minorities, but it still needs to erect a hero to consolidate its dominance - Guan Yu, this figure known as loyalty and righteousness was brought out and became a "martial saint". In the early years of his reign, the old man Kangxi not only ordered the construction of the Guandi Temple in Beijing, but also ordered the whole country to build the Guandi Temple and worship incense on time. The number of Wusheng Guan Gong Temple far exceeds that of Wensheng Confucius Temple. In the Qing Dynasty, there were 116 temples in Beijing alone, and some of them were built in a scale far larger than Confucius's Confucian Temple.

"Martial Sage" Guan Yu, "Wensheng" Confucius, this is very good, at least in Yinzuo's opinion, it can indeed serve the purpose of consolidating imperial politics, but this is not enough, yes, far from enough! The soul of a nation cannot be successfully shaped by one or two heroic figures. For thousands of years, the result of exclusive respect for Confucianism is that a hundred schools of thought are gloomy, Confucianism is the only one, and Confucianism has forgotten its roots, and the so-called six arts of the gentleman are now only left with etiquette, music, and books, and as for archery, royalty, and numbers, they all don't know where to go, and the result is that the blood of the entire nation is lost, and the country is all managed by a bunch of waste who only understand the "sage book", so the soul of the nation is naturally cowardly and pitiful.

Since he knows that the future generations will be an era of iron and fire, and it will be a turbulent era, Yinzuo naturally can't tolerate that the soul of the entire nation is a cowardly child, and the soul of the nation that Yinzuo wants is a strong fighting spirit that dares to fight and dare to take risks. The establishment of the Hero Monument is the first step of Yinzuo's transformation of the nation's spirit, and it is also the most important step, which is not only the beginning of reshaping the nation's spirit, but also the beginning of national integration, Yinzuo's ideal is to unite all the nationalities under the banner of the Chinese nation. Fail? Maybe it's possible, but if you don't work hard, you won't even see a glimmer of victory, and this is exactly what Yinzuo can't tolerate.

"During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls", the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's poem exhausts the sad situation in the Qingming Dynasty. Chinese have always paid attention to filial piety, there is a Qing generation to advertise filial piety to govern the country, but also raised filial piety to a staggering height, and Qingming ancestor worship has become a big thing, not to mention the etiquette, there are many things, as long as it is possible, no matter how far away from home the wanderer will think of a way to go home on this day to worship the graves of the ancestors, even if they can't go back, in front of the ancestors' spiritual throne to burn some paper money, burn some incense, kowtow a few heads are also indispensable.

Ordinary people's Qingming Festival is just that, at most it is just to weed and cry a few times on the ancestors' graves, and then burn paper money, but it is the turn of the royal head, it will be terrible, the ceremonial grandeur, the number of kowtows, so that Yinzuo thinks of such things as his scalp is numb, but there is no rut, he is the emperor, he has to set an example, this lazy he can't steal, no, he got up early in the morning, practiced lying fists and feet, scrubbed at will, and used some white porridge to get the Baohe Hall to preside over the ancestor worship ceremony.

Since it was a royal ancestor worship ceremony, it was not only Yinzuo's sons and brothers who came, but all the royal relatives in Beijing came, and even the old fourteenth, tenth, and ninth masters who were sent out on business also invited to return to Beijing. When Yinzuo's emperor arrived outside the Baohe Palace, five or six hundred people of the black crow had already waited outside the palace in the rain.

"The ministers knock on the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The royal family shouted long live, but it was also very neat.

Uh-huh, Lao Jiu has lost a lot of weight, hey, it seems that you can lose weight if you are too heavy, Lao Shi is still that bird virtue, damn, I can't even act, I can't even make a sound, I can't even lip sync, ***, maybe I'm scolding Lao Tzu while I'm in chaos. Yinzuo saw the eighth, ninth, and thirteenth brothers together at a glance, and was immediately disgusted, and frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, just smiled faintly: "Get up, the ground is wet, it's not good to kneel for a long time." ”

"Thank you for your grace." A group of sub-clan relatives had already been drenched in soup, but it was not bad for the little moisture on the ground, and they each kowtowed again before getting up.

"Li Dequan." Yinzuo screamed lightly.

Li Dequan, who was originally following behind Yinzuo, hurriedly walked out, bowed down and said, "The slave is here." ”

"Go, tell the imperial dining room to boil more ginger soup, and send it in a while, if it rains, you will get sick." Yinzuo glanced at the clansmen, and lightly said his will, and the faces of the clansmen showed a grateful look, but the old ten stalked his neck and muttered something quietly, although Yinzuo didn't hear it, he could guess that it wouldn't be a good word, and the unhappiness in his heart was a little more, but it was not easy to attack on such occasions, so he could only pretend not to see it.

"Yes, Servant Command." Li Dequan hurriedly ran to the back, summoned the little eunuchs together, and gave a few instructions, asking the little eunuchs to hurry up to handle it, and then ran to Yinzuo's side and said: "Qiqi Sheng, the ceremony is ready, please ask the emperor to instruct." ”

"Well, let's get started." Yinzuo nodded.

"Open the temple door!" Li Dequan shouted in a sharp voice, and a group of soldiers from the Shanpu Battalion slowly pushed open the door of the Taihe Hall under the command of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and Yinzuo walked in slowly, followed by Yinzuo's sons, and then those princes and clansmen.

When you become an emperor, you don't have to kowtow? Wrong, you still have to kowtow, facing the ancestors and ancestors, even the emperor has to bow three times and bow nine times, fortunately, the ancestors and ancestors of the Qing Dynasty are not much, and the total number of them is so dozen, even so, kowtow a few heads in front of each ancestor, and kowtow all the way down, it is not less, poor Yinzuo has not kowtowed for a long time, and this kowtow is really a little dizzy. After being busy for an hour and a half, the ancestors and ancestors were finally waiting, and it was almost noon on this day, and the big guys were tossed enough, and they were about to finish, not only Yinzuo, but a group of sub-clan relatives also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and many people began to think about going back to their own nest to live happily, but Yinzuo didn't plan to let them go like this, so the little eunuchs sent ginger soup, and when everyone was almost drunk, Yinzuo suddenly pressed his hand, and said with a smile: "All the clansmen may know, I make people in** A monument was built outside, the intention is to commemorate the sacrifices of the soldiers since the establishment of the Qing Dynasty, today is the moment when this heroic monument is unveiled, I have passed the decree, I want to personally pay tribute to my martyrs of the Qing Dynasty, all the clansmen are going with me. ”

The big guys have known about the hero monument for a long time, and they also know that Yinzuo plans to pay tribute in person, but the big guys don't take it to heart - for them, those who died in battle are just slaves, and if they die, they will die, and they will give some silver as a pension, and at most they will give a title or something, and it will be almost the same for Yinzuo to personally pay tribute to those slaves, and a group of sons are naturally very disdainful, and there are not a few people who fall into Yinzuo in private, but I didn't expect Yinzuo not only to go to the memorial in person, but also to let go of the big guy, so as to come, A group of sub-clan relatives were immediately dumbfounded, stunned for a while, and suddenly whispered.

, a group of parasites, I don't want to think about who is working hard for you to enjoy the glory and wealth, ***, I don't even do any surface work, it's really *** bastard! Yinzuo looked at the bird-like appearance of a group of sub-clan relatives, his heart suddenly became angry, he snorted with a cold face, his face was so cold that he was almost frozen, and he didn't say much, he turned around and walked out of the hall by himself, regardless of the rain in the world, and went to the palace gate in the rain. Hongli and Hongyang brothers glanced at each other, and they didn't say anything, they went out separately, and Yinzuo's other sons hurriedly put down the bowl in their hands when they saw this, and followed closely behind Yinzuo.

Yinzuo left, the gang of gentlemen were a little dumbfounded, the thirteenth took the lead to come back to his senses, and rushed out in stride; Lao Fourteen shook his head, smiled bitterly, and also left the hall silently, catching up with Yinzuo and his party; The fourth child had a dark face and didn't say anything, and the third child sighed and said, "Let's go, let's go." Naturally, the gentlemen of his family also walked out of the main hall with him.

Lao Shi muttered and scolded: "How can there be a master to sacrifice the slave's reason, isn't this the world turned upside down?" I want to go to you, but I won't go. ”

"That's it, this limelight is not like this, there is no place to make the gentlemen happy, it's really not authentic." Lao Jiu also muttered in a low voice.

"Fourth brother, do you think this is a big deal? Alas, how does it end now? The old man said with a sad face.

Yun Jin's heart has been unhappy recently-the money method that was originally doing happily was suddenly stopped, and there was no explanation, and now it was raining, and his head was knocked over, and he was still coming to Yinzuo at the end of the day, and he was angry, and he was about to have a seizure, but when he said this, he woke up, knowing that the eighth was planning to use himself as a gunman, and he didn't pay attention to the old eight, turned his head to look at the old prince Jian of the Zongren Mansion, who had been silent, and asked very politely: "Uncle, look at this...... ”

Prince Jian has been through three generations of emperors, knowing Yinzuo's temperament, that is a black-handed master, although he is also dissatisfied with Yinzuo asking them to worship the dead minions, but how dare to express his dissatisfaction in the public, originally planned to come to the crowd silently, but I didn't expect to be forced by Yun Zhen so much, I had to stand up, I hated Yun Zhen in my heart, his eyes glared, and he said angrily: "Whether others go or not, this king can't care, anyway, this king is going to go." With his feet paced, his big sleeves waved, and he didn't care what other people thought, he rushed out of the Baohe Hall quickly, and it was difficult for him to have old arms and legs, but he walked very fast, and most of them caught up with Yinzuo and his party.

Old Prince Jian is the commander of the Zongren Mansion, as soon as he left, the group of clansmen naturally did not dare to lag behind, hesitated for a moment and quickly ran out of the Baohe Palace, and the empty hall was suddenly left with the fourth, eighth, ninth, tenth and their sons. Yun Zhen stomped his feet angrily, snorted, and didn't care about the old eight and the gang, he led the eldest son Hongday and went out, although he was unwilling, he could only catch up with the gang of sons, and he was silently mixed in the crowd with a blue face.

"What should I do?" Seeing that the people in the hall were empty, Lao Shi couldn't help but feel a little flustered in his heart, and hurriedly asked.

"Let's go, it's just a show, let's see." The eighth brother said with a lonely face, shook his head and smiled bitterly and went out of the hall, the ninth and tenth brothers glanced at each other, and could only helplessly lead their children to follow the old eight, far behind the army.

**Outside is a square, of course, not as wide as the later generations, but not small, standing a thousand people is more than enough, this matter is close to noon, but the rain has always been non-stop, but for the more than 10,000 soldiers who have been waiting in the square for no impact, at this moment all they have in their hearts is pride, yes, extremely proud, they are the only all-firearms unit in the Qing Dynasty, although most of them have just been transferred to this army, even the muskets have not been touched enough, let alone aiming and shooting such technical work, But they were the only team among the more than one million soldiers of the Qing Dynasty who could participate in the unveiling ceremony of the Heroes Monument, and they could also be personally inspected by the emperor, which was enough for them to be proud of.

"The emperor has arrived!" As the eunuchs shouted one after another, the tall Yinzuo walked out on foot in the Ming Emperor's court uniform, and his eyes scanned the soldiers in the audience like electricity.

"Knock on the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" More than 10,000 soldiers fell to their knees in unison, and the sound of three shouts of long live resounded in the sky.

Good! This is the army that Lao Tzu wants, and it's a bit of a look! Yinzuo nodded with satisfaction, and ignored the group of officials of the Ministry of Rites who came forward, turned around, entered the city gate, strode up the stairs to the ** city tower, and said loudly: "All the soldiers are flat, I want to unveil the hero monument today, in order to pay tribute to the martyrs of my Qing Dynasty, I hope you will take the unyielding spirit of the martyrs to the death as a lesson, serve the country, serve the nation, and serve the court, I have high hopes for you." ”

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! The officers and men of the three armies shouted in unison, and the rolling waves soared into the sky......

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