At the foot of the cemetery mountain.
Thousands of people stood there, in total darkness.
"Three thousand six hundred and twenty-seven graves, three thousand six hundred and twenty-seven families..." Lin Yi felt inexplicably heavy when he saw the families of these martyrs.
There are old men with white hair.
There is a middle-aged woman with red eyes from crying.
There are also young people helping the elderly.
very many.
The Emperor's Luanjia stopped at the foot of the cemetery mountain, and Lin Yi and his father walked down the Luanjia.
"The common people bow to His Majesty (His Royal Highness the Crown Prince) and say long live, long live, long live!"
Everyone kowtowed, and the sound resounded over the cemetery.
"Flat body!"
Lin Yunhong spoke.
Lin Yi bowed his head and paid respect.
In his heart, the descendants and relatives of these soldiers are also worthy of respect.
Lin Yunhong then climbed the mountain.
Lin Yi followed with the two princes and court officials.
Behind them are these people.
…
On the cemetery archway, the 'Dayan Soldiers Cemetery' was painted with red paint, as if it was poured with the scarlet blood of soldiers.
Lin Yunhong looked solemn.
He entered the cemetery first and stepped onto the stone steps.
The dragon guards guarding the stone steps all knelt on one knee.
There was a huge group of people.
Musicians from the Ministry of Rites played mournful music in the cemetery to express grief.
Some people choked with tears when thinking of their dead relatives.
The end of the stone steps.
A statue of a Dayan soldier stood. Lin Yunhong stopped and stared at the statue. A dragon guard handed over flowers, and Lin Yunhong presented flowers.
The people behind them looked at the statues of the soldiers with blurred eyes and felt that they looked like their sons and their husbands...
Like the person they care about most in their hearts.
at this time.
In front of the Dayan Soldiers Monument, Lin Yunhong saw the densely carved names. There were many names, which evoked his memory.
"Xu Ning'an!"
"Chen Tianhu!"
"..."
Lin Yunhong turned to look at Lin Yi, his eyes slightly red, and said: "The prince is interested, and I feel a little uncomfortable. Come and pay homage!"
"I'm going to talk to my brothers who fought and killed the enemy together!"
After he said this, he left alone.
"His Majesty!"
Some officials and Long Wei wanted to follow, but were stopped by Lin Yunhong.
He wanted to be alone.
"It is indeed not easy to support a country. A peaceful and prosperous era is bought by countless people with their lives..."
Lin can also understand Lin Yunhong's mood.
The stability of the country has a lot to do with these soldiers who died on the battlefield.
In the past, the soldiers who fought on the battlefield and dared to frighten the monsters and bandits were turned into withered bones and lay in the earth forever. This feeling is difficult for those who have not experienced it to understand.
Lin Yi adjusted his mind and looked at the families of the soldiers who were coming over, and said: "Twenty years ago, your son and son fought to the death with the monsters who invaded our country in the vast land in the north."
"They dedicated their lives to the country, to the homeland they loved, and dedicated themselves to the country!"
"During the war that year, the imperial court failed to bring their bones back to their burial ground. Now, after so many years, Dayan is stable both inside and outside, and it is time to welcome the heroes home!"
"The imperial court feels deeply guilty for letting you meet in this way after twenty years of separation."
"The imperial court failed to bring them back to you alive from the north. Here, on behalf of the imperial court, I apologize to you!"
Lin Yi bowed his hands and apologized to the hero's relatives.
He has royal blood in his veins.
This is a fact that he can never avoid. These soldiers sacrificed their lives for the stability of Dayan. As the prince of Dayan, what is wrong with him apologizing?
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Your Highness, don't do this, we can't bear it!"
"Your Highness!"
At this time, everyone fully understood that in this soldiers cemetery, their children, their husbands, and their fathers were buried...
Facing Prince Lin Yi's gift, their emotions could no longer be suppressed and they burst into tears instantly.
"Their tombs are in this cemetery. I asked Long Wei to bring them back..."
Lin Yi then looked at the tearful family members of the martyrs, turned around, took the flowers from the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and placed them in front of the monument.
"Dayan will never forget the blood and tears you shed for the country and people, and will never forget your families!"
Lin Yi looked at the names on the monument and sang loudly: "The people's heroes will live forever!"
Let’s play music!
Buzz!
The sky above the cemetery suddenly became cloudy, and lightning flashed across the gray sky.
Everyone was moved, some lost control of their emotions and could barely stand with the support of their relatives.
"Your Royal Highness, here is the ritual song of the Ministry of Rites..."
Dai Yuchun, the Minister of Rites, came over and handed Lin Yi the ritual song he had prepared overnight and which he thought was good.
Lin Yi shook his head slightly. During the music playing, he looked at the densely packed names on the inscription and said loudly in the tone of a sacrificial song:
"Fuck Wu Ge, he was beaten by a rhinoceros, his car was in the wrong position, and he was caught in close combat.
The enemy is like clouds when the sun is blocked, and the soldiers are fighting for the lead.
Ling Yu formation is still walking, and the left side is wounded by the right blade.
Two wheels of haze come to feed four horses, and jade canals come to support and the drums are beaten.
The sky is full of anger, and the powerful spirit is so angry that it kills everyone and abandons the wilderness.
If you can't go in or out, you can't go back. The plains are suddenly too far.
Carrying a long sword and carrying Qin's bow, his head and body are separated and his heart is not punished.
Sincerity is both brave and martial, and ultimately strong and invincible.
When the body is dead, the spirit becomes the spirit, and the soul becomes the ghost hero. "
Woohoo!
Overcast clouds shrouded the cemetery, a strong wind blew in the cemetery, and the trees swayed and rustled.
Lin Yi's long hair was blown away.
The sacrificial song resonated with heaven and earth. Thousands of people sympathized with the sacrificial song and felt the heroic scene of Dayan Erlang fighting to the death against the demon invaders on the battlefield.
I also felt His Highness the Crown Prince’s noble ambition in praising and mourning their sacrifice for the country.
The dragon guards guarding the cemetery all had red eyes, their heartstrings were touched, and they wished they could rush to the battlefield to kill the enemy.
Committing oneself to the country will be an honor that they can be proud of.
No regrets even after death!
In the cemetery, Lin Yunhong, who was walking in front of the tombstones, felt the changes in the sky above the cemetery. He was moved and a touch of pride appeared on his face.
His prince had never let him down.
Dayan is given to him, he is relieved.
"Go and see them... They must have been thinking of you the last moment they pledged their lives to the country."
Lin Yi turned around, not wanting his vulnerable side with red eyes to be seen.
He thought of the Chinese Heroic Soul.
I thought of the cutest group of people. No matter what time and space they are in, what remains unchanged is their heart to protect their home and country.
Under the guidance of Long Wei, everyone found their relatives who had been missing them for twenty years.
"Son!"
"Mom has been waiting for you for twenty years. For twenty years, when you left the capital, you asked me to take good care of your children and your wife. I'm sorry for you and couldn't keep Juan'er. She left with you!"
"Mom can't help you, and I wanted to leave with you several times, but when I think of Xiaoqing, she is your only flesh and blood in the world, so I can't be selfish. Now she has grown up and is married. Good man..."
"Look, look at mother and your child..."
In front of Xu Ning'an's grave, Xu Qing and Zheng Yu knelt in front of the tombstone, their eyes wet with tears, and they both kowtowed.
The old woman hugged the tombstone, her wrinkled face pressed against the tombstone, and her dry palms touched the traces of the three characters "Xu Ning'an".
It was like stroking him as a baby.
In the cemetery, there were endless cries, and the earth was filled with sadness.
Lin Yi's eyes were slightly moist, the greatest pain in the world could not be greater than this.
He doesn't want Dayan to have too many misfortunes like this, so he must work hard. From now on, he will move forward bravely, fulfill his ambitions, and live up to his expectations!
As the Dragon Boat Festival approaches, I would like to commemorate the great patriotic poet Qu Yuan with "Nine Songs". Thank you sir, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to read such a romantic "Chu Ci". The road is long and far away, I will search up and down!
Thank you sir for leaving an immortal poem to future generations!
