The officers and soldiers of the Northern Army also saw this scene, but they were not greatly touched.
"They were...arranged by you?"
Lin Yi looked at Zhao Tai.
Zhao Tai shook his head and said, "What did I arrange for them to do?"
“I’ll go over and take a look!”
Lin was also curious about the combination of the lame old man and the young scholar, so he went over to say hello: "Sir, are you taking the students on a spring outing?"
Colleges often hold such outing activities, which are of great benefit to broadening the horizons of bachelors.
The lame old man glanced at Lin Yi, then looked at the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army wearing Confucian robes, and knew that they were a group of literary monks.
They are completely different from ordinary scholars.
The old man cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be the bachelor. This old man is taking the students from the academy to the soldiers' cemetery in the capital."
"General Cemetery?"
Lin Yi's mind moved, and his destination was the same.
Then he paid a little closer attention and found that they were all ordinary scholars with no literary talent.
"Yes, the school is about to start, and we must let these young children know that a country without heroes is unfortunate, a country that has heroes but does not know how to respect it is hopeless, and there are great people but does not know how to support them. Love is even more hopeless.”
The lame old man said: "His Royal Highness the Prince built a cemetery for soldiers in the capital, so that the souls of heroes can return to their hometowns and be remembered by future generations. This has very good educational significance. Dayan is lucky if it has heroes and respects them."
When Lin Yi heard this, he was greatly shocked and could not calm down for a long time.
Even when the old man said goodbye and led a group of young scholars away, he still hadn't come back to his senses.
for a long time.
Lin Yi smiled.
There is such a group of people in Dayan who, even after going through ups and downs, have always maintained the fate of the country.
It is they who have worked silently to educate generations of people.
"Actually, all I can do is compare my feelings with my own. Whether they can understand or wake up depends on their fate..."
Lin Yi looked at the group of soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.
During this month of training, he will not ask for anything deliberately, but will teach step by step.
He no longer deliberately pursues what effect he can achieve in the end.
Those who have a heart will naturally turn their hearts to the court.
You can never change it unintentionally, so there is no need to force it.
"Walk!"
Lin Yi continued to set off, followed by Zhao Tai and a group of Zhenbei troops.
Long Trip.
dozens of kilometers.
Without the blessing of any talent, Lin Yi and the others were like ascetics, wandering in the dust, always following behind the lame old man and the group of young people.
If young people are strong, the country will be strong.
Lin Yi did not surpass them, but chose to join them, watching silently as they burst out with a force of improvement and persistence.
At the same time, I cheered silently in my heart.
At this moment, he admired the lame old man.
"It's been several hours, how long will it take?"
"If the little dean thinks that this can temper us, then he has made a wrong calculation. Marching is what we are best at."
"I don't understand, what's the point?"
Many officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army have shown impatient looks.
The marching stopped and stopped, following behind the lame old man and a group of teenagers, which made them feel particularly aggrieved.
Why let them?
Why wait for them?
Finish things early, go back early, drink and go to bed, doesn't it smell good?
Lin Yi heard the discussion of these people, stopped, turned around and said: "This road is very long, but at the end of the road, there are people we should respect and remember. If you feel slow, you can also speed up. This dean will not blame you!"
The words fell.
"Even a lame man can't walk. This is a disgrace to my marching career. I'll take the first step!" Some soldiers stepped forward quickly.
Then more and more soldiers followed.
finally.
Only Lin Yi and Zhao Tai were left.
"..."
Zhao Tai was silent and looked at Lin Yidao: "Your Highness, can these people really be tamed?"
"Don't force it!"
Lin Yi smiled and looked at the lame old man and the group of sweaty young men who were still moving forward silently, and said: "I have seen the hope of Dayan. This month, I will teach quietly, what can it become?" , depends on their own hearts.”
Zhao Tai didn't say much.
He was destined not to feel the situation of His Highness the Crown Prince, but he had to say that the lame old man and these young men really shocked him.
Many academicians are not as good as them.
The key is, they are just a group of ordinary teenagers at the bottom of Dayan. What kind of power supports them?
Belief?
hope?
…
East City.
Under the city gate.
Thirty-seven Zhenbei Army families gathered together to talk about interesting things in the Zhenbei Army Camp.
Someone said with a smile: "I really don't know what the president of Taishan Academy is doing, asking us to give flowers to the heroes of Dayan?"
"We are the heroes of Dayan, it is the prince who is the hero."
"That's right!"
Others echoed.
At this time.
The lame old man and a group of young scholars, as well as Lin Yi and Zhao Tai, also caught up.
"Little Dean, we have arrived more than an hour early. You and this Lord Long Wei can't do it!"
A soldier from Zhenbei Army said.
The lame old man was a little surprised. Why did Lord Long Wei mix with a group of scholars?
Moreover, he found that this group of scholars wearing Confucian shirts did not look like scholars, but more like a group of rough guys.
"Two adults, the city gate has arrived, and it's time for us to separate. Thank you both for accompanying us all the way..."
The lame old man said: "Although I am physically disabled, my heart is bright. You are the hope of Dayan."
He looked at the group of young students behind him and felt many emotions in his heart.
They are all good at studying, but they have no literary heart. No matter how hard they try, they cannot withstand the ruthlessness of fate.
Lin Yixiao looked at the lame old man and said: "Old seniors still have to walk with us on the next road. Where you want to go is actually where juniors want to go."
"Let's go together!"
The lame old man was stunned for a moment and said, "You are also going to the Soldiers' Cemetery?"
"kindness!"
Lin Yi nodded.
The lame old man stood in awe and bowed to Lin Yi and Zhao Tai: "Two adults, please accept my bow!"
"You're so polite, old man. Let's not waste time and let's go together!" Lin Yi helped the old man up.
Subsequently.
Everyone set off into the city.
After entering the city, it was not far from the Dayan Soldiers Cemetery, which was only half an hour away.
Outside the cemetery.
Hua Baguang was already waiting with his team, including officials from the Ministry of Etiquette, and he also prepared flower baskets and flowers. Everything was ready.
All it took was Prince Lin Yi to lead his team over.
"The Crown Prince is here!"
Hua Baguang's gaze always fell in the direction of the east city gate. When he saw the team appear, he seemed extremely excited.
He took the officials from the Ministry of Etiquette and hurried forward to greet him.
Everyone has already knelt down and worshiped outside the Soldiers Cemetery in advance...
