When Lin Yi and Zhao Tai went to the Soldiers Cemetery, Chen Jingzhi returned to the Ministry of Industry and went directly to the Wenbao Bureau of the Forging Department.
at this time.
In front of the round table, Gong Shubai sat in the main seat, and behind him stood Geng Gongshou and the other three masters.
All of them were gray-headed and unkempt.
In front of them were salt, iron nails, porcelain cups, candles, water, raw materials...
"Seventy-eighth failure!"
Gongshubai took notes and frowned: "His Royal Highness obviously did this. We have fire and we also have cultural treasures that can release thunder and lightning. Why can't we do it?"
"Senior Brother, if it were that simple, it wouldn't be a new blacksmithing technique!" Lao Geng said.
"yes!"
"We can't even imitate our forging skills, which shows that the art of forging will never end!"
"We are too arrogant..."
Why!
The masters sighed, as if they had grown older overnight.
"Masters!"
Chen Jingzhi walked in at this time, Gong Shubai stood up suddenly, and Lao Geng and several others quickly surrounded him.
"How is it? Did you inform His Majesty at the court meeting?" Gongshubai asked nervously.
Lao Geng and others looked at Chen Jingzhi eagerly.
"Invitation!"
Chen Jingzhi nodded and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said he would consider it as appropriate."
"Consideration?"
"In other words, whether to teach or not is all decided by His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Gongshu Bai and the others suddenly slumped their shoulders, looked decadent, and looked like they were tired and didn't want to move, their eyes were blank.
They have scolded His Highness the Crown Prince for their unruly attitude. Will His Highness the Crown Prince teach them?
"Masters, are you giving up now?"
Chen Jingzhi said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said he would consider it as appropriate, which means he has great hope. As long as the masters show an attitude of being eager to learn and seek knowledge, I think His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely teach!"
Gongshu Bai pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Shilang Chen is right!"
Lao Geng gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be stunned. Immediately, right away, continue to forge the cultural treasure that His Highness wants!"
"Go, go!"
Several masters no longer study 'metal sodium', and focus on forging the cultural treasure that can collect and reproduce sounds.
"It's great that people never grow old at all!"
Chen Jingzhi smiled, but soon, his smile slowly stiffened, and he stared blankly at the pile of scraps on the round table.
"ah……"
Chen Jingzhi's scalp was numb.
Move your feet and start sorting without control.
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East City.
A royal garden is located here.
But the garden is now sealed off, with dragon guards stationed there. There are folk craftsmen busy in the garden, building a cemetery, and erecting tombstones one after another.
It was densely covered with names.
These people are all heroes of Dayan, guarding the Northern Territory and leaving their lives in the Northern Territory forever.
Now the soul returns to its homeland.
The craftsmen who carved the monument carefully checked the names with respect in their eyes and brought wine with them.
"Rest in peace general, thank you for guarding the border, drink!"
After the craftsman finished carving a monument, he toasted with a glass of wine and bowed.
at this time.
At the foot of the cemetery hill, Zhen Fusi's carriage arrived, and the dragon guards guarding the gate of the cemetery hurriedly greeted it.
They recognized it as the carriage belonging to Lord Zhenfu Sitongzhi.
The carriage stopped.
Zhao Tai jumped off the carriage first.
"Master Zhao!"
"Master Zhao!"
Long Wei clasped his fists forward and saluted, Zhao Tai nodded slightly, and then Lin Yi jumped out of the carriage.
Several dragon guards turned around and saw Lin Yi, who was wearing the prince's court uniform. Before his head could react, he knelt down on the ground honestly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are responsible for your humble duties!"
"Flat body!"
Lin Yi waved his hand slightly and looked at the soldiers' cemetery, his expression becoming solemn.
On the cemetery archway at the entrance, it says 'Dayan Soldiers Cemetery'. There are two huge stone unicorns on both sides of the entrance.
Rows of stone steps lead to the cemetery, and at the end you can see a huge statue of a Dayan soldier. It is holding a spear and looking forward with an indomitable momentum.
"Zhao Tai, let's go!"
Lin Yi stepped onto the stone steps with a heavy heart.
Zhao Tai followed.
Lin Yi stood in front of the statue of Dayan soldiers. The huge stone sculpture behind the statue was densely engraved with names.
At this time, there were craftsmen checking names one by one, and they were so focused that they did not notice the arrival of Lin Yi and others.
Lin Yi walked over without disturbing him.
He looked at the names carved on it. They were all Dayan heroes who died in battle while guarding the border.
Lin Yi reached out and touched the gully in the name, feeling a little sad for no reason.
Whose father are they?
Whose son is he again?
Over the years, they have died fighting for Dayan, but they cannot return to their hometown and have no one to worship them. They must be very lonely!
Lin also thought of those scholars who died in Pingzhou Academy, and those heroic souls were able to appear in the world and say their final farewells to their loved ones.
He didn't know...if these soldiers returned to their hometowns, were their heroic spirits still there?
But there is a high probability that it dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Don't touch it randomly, disturbing the soldiers' sleep..."
At this time, the craftsman who was checking the name noticed that someone was touching the monument and quickly scolded him.
But when he saw Lin Yi wearing a scarlet python robe, he was completely dumbfounded. He quickly knelt on the ground and said in panic: "The common people pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince. I don't know if His Highness came in person. Just now... just now..."
Lin Yidao: "There's no need to be polite, it's just being abrupt. We really shouldn't disturb their sleep."
The craftsman was nervous.
"You carved all this?" Lin Yi asked.
"It's the common people and their brothers, they are busy in front of the tomb of the martyrs." The craftsman said.
"Thanks for your hard work!"
"The common people don't have to work hard. Your Highness the Prince allowed the souls of the Dayan soldiers who died in the battle to return to their homeland and built a cemetery to be remembered by the world. The common people can carve the names of heroes. They are lucky enough to have three lives. How can they have to work hard!" The craftsman's eyes turned red.
Lin Yi was moved, nodded slightly, and said: "I'll go and have a look elsewhere. I won't disturb you anymore. If you need anything, tell Long Wei."
"Okay, Your Highness, walk slowly!"
The craftsman nodded repeatedly and watched His Highness the Crown Prince leave. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He knelt down to Lin Yi silently and shed tears of gratitude.
Their father... is also in this cemetery!
After Lin Yi and Zhao Tai left this place, they visited the tombs where the soldiers' bones were buried without saying a word.
"Keep an eye on the wages of these craftsmen. Don't miss a penny from them. Anyone who deducts it will be beheaded directly!"
There was a hint of coldness in Lin Yi's eyes.
He still remembered Master Zhong from Junji Academy in Nanxiang Prefecture, who deducted wages from craftsmen and even caused some deaths.
This kind of thing must definitely be stopped!
"I understand!"
Zhao Tai nodded.
Lin also walked around the soldiers' cemetery and did not leave the cemetery until the afternoon. He counted 3,627 graves.
These are all Dayan soldiers who died in battle and returned to their homeland without souls.
On the way back, Lin Yi asked: "Zhao Tai, have you contacted their descendants?"
Zhao Taidao: "We have already found out everything..."
Lin Yi nodded and said: "In seven days' time, we will offer sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple to comfort our ancestors, and Gu's identity will be revealed to the world. On that day, Gu and his father will come to the cemetery to pay homage to the martyrs, and also invite the descendants of these soldiers. Dayan cannot Give them chills!”
"yes!"
Zhao Tai nodded, his blood boiling all over.
For such a prince, the Dragon Guard and even all the soldiers of Dayan are willing to die for him.
They are not afraid of death.
They are just afraid that there will be no one to collect the body after death. From now on... they have nothing to fear!
