"..."
Lin Yi saw this scene from afar and felt dizzy.
The officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army were also a little confused. Are they kneeling to welcome them?
The lame old man was also a little surprised.
He subconsciously looked at Lin Yi and Zhao Tai, thinking that this might have something to do with these two adults.
Zhao Tai smiled slightly.
Lin Yi led a group of soldiers from the Zhenbei Army to arrive outside the cemetery. Suddenly there was a loud noise, frightening away birds and beasts...
"In a humble position (low official), please see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Buzz!
All the officers and soldiers of the Northern Army were stunned at that time, their heads were buzzing.
The young dean of the Military Academy... is actually the crown prince of Dayan?
The lame old man was even more shocked and quickly said to the clear-eyed young men behind him: "Quick, kneel down quickly, this is His Highness the Crown Prince."
He was excited and deeply touched.
His Royal Highness, the current Crown Prince of Dayan, actually accompanied him, a bad old man, and a group of young scholars who were not even bachelors, to the Soldiers Cemetery step by step.
In the heart of His Highness the Crown Prince, there must be respect for the martyrs at the Cemetery of the Resting Soldiers, and even more concern for the common people of Dayan.
As published in Dayan Weekly, he always cares about the people of Dayan.
The sage king!
Such a prince would have no regrets even if he died in the school lecture hall.
The young scholars also knew what His Highness the Crown Prince meant, and they quickly knelt down and looked at Lin Yi curiously.
"Everyone get up!"
Lin Yi hurriedly helped the lame old man up and said: "Old senior, there is no need to be polite. You have spent your whole life to establish a school and teach and educate people for Dayan for decades. Now you are practicing it by leading young bachelors to pay homage to the martyrs of Dayan and tell them Respect heroes, it’s me who should salute!”
Along the way.
Lin also inquired about the lame old man's life.
He became famous at a young age. He was very talented and learned. He had no literary mind, but his knowledge was higher than that of a scholar with a literary mind.
He is very talented and once studied at Qingshan Academy.
But in the end, he was defeated by fate. He had no literary heart and had only one way to go in his life, but he was lost to everyone.
Even if you are talented but have no literary heart, you are destined to be at the bottom of Dayan.
Or farming.
Or do business.
Either work.
Those places such as certain departments and bureaus of the Dayan court were either controlled by nobles or scholars with a literary heart.
Ordinary people have no chance to enter.
The lame old man was unwilling to accept his fate, but after running into a wall several times, he recognized the reality and once gave up on himself.
In the end, he suffered the disadvantage of being uneducated because he saw too many people among the people.
There are people like him who are quite talented and learned, but because of family difficulties they cannot afford to pay a bachelor's degree, so they drop out of school and stay at home.
From that moment on, the lame old man decided to cheer up.
He founded schools and taught at his own expense, cultivating many skilled craftsmen, many businessmen, and even many literate scholars.
He even sent several geniuses to Qingshan Academy.
However, everything he did could not wait for God's help, but in a heavy rain, he accidentally fell off a cliff when he returned in order to persuade a student in a remote mountain village to study.
From then on, the cane kept him company.
For decades, I have been teaching and educating people silently, without expecting anything in return.
he.
He is the teacher of many poor students.
Along the way.
Lin Yi listened quietly to the lame old man's recounting of the past, and his heart felt unprecedentedly peaceful.
Deeply touched every time.
He admired and respected the old man.
The lame old man's eyes were red. He grabbed Lin Yi's hand and said with a bit of pleading: "Your Highness, I am fortunate to see you today. The old man has something to ask for..."
Zhao Tai and Hua Baguang's expressions changed slightly.
Those officials from the Ministry of Rites even said: "Your Highness, you must not..."
If His Highness the Crown Prince agrees to the old man's request, then in the future everyone will come to the Crown Prince to ask for something. Wouldn't this be a mess?
Lin Yi waved his hand to signal the officials of the Ministry of Rites not to speak. He gently held the old man's hand and said, "Senior, tell me!"
The lame old man's eyes were wet. He glanced at the poor young man behind him and said: "The old man hopes that the Dayan court can... give those uncultured people and scholars in Dayan an opportunity to serve the country. Don't let their efforts be lost. No reward..."
Zhao Tai raised his eyebrows.
Ordinary people become officials in the court?
What does this make those literati do? Without literary strength, how could he intimidate Fang Xiaoxiao?
When you meet the Humanitarian Sect and lawless scholars, do you just watch?
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly and said: "In addition to the civilized officials who are admitted to the Dayan, the civil servants and the various departments and bureaus of Dayan have positions prepared for those scholars who do not have a literary mind."
"As for the officials, seniors, I cannot make any promises now, but I believe that when the world is at peace, even scholars with no literary heart will be able to stand in the court."
The lame old man still wanted to talk.
An official from the Ministry of Rites came forward and reminded: "Your Highness, it's getting late!"
Said.
The official from the Ministry of Rites did not forget to glare at the lame old man.
The lame old man trembled, lowered his eyebrows slightly, sighed inwardly, nodded and said: "Okay, thank you, Your Highness!"
Only then did the officials from the Ministry of Rites look away.
However, what kind of cultivation level Lin Yi has now, he has control over every move. The little look in the eyes of the official of the Ministry of Rites, do you really think he doesn't know?
'There must be clues to this matter, but now is not a good time. I have to find an opportunity to have a good chat with the old senior...'
Lin Yi understood clearly in his heart that there must be a lot of secrets in what the old man wanted.
But for the sake of the old man's safety, he decided to talk to the old man in detail after finishing his current affairs.
"Let's go!"
Lin Yi then turned around and led the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army into the cemetery under the leadership of officials from the Ministry of Rites.
The lame old man also led the young scholar into the cemetery.
At the same time, Lin Yi did not forget to send a message to Zhao Tai, saying: "Send someone back to protect the old man's safety, and check the information of the official from the Ministry of Rites just now."
Zhao Tai nodded slightly.
…
"Is this the Dayan hero we want to present flowers to?"
"Xu Ning'an? Among the late powerful men of Dayan, were there any with this name?"
"Chen Tianhu? I have never heard of such a strong person in Dayan, who can be called a hero. Who is not a strong person who is famous all over the world?"
The soldiers of the Northern Army were stunned for a moment.
They originally thought they were here to pay homage to some of the deceased strong men of Dayan, and to present flowers to them was worthy of their journey.
But when I saw there were thousands of names, they were all unknown people.
How can such a person be called a hero?
At this time.
In front of the monument.
Lin Yi said sternly: "Bachelor of the Military Academy of Taishan Academy, I bow to the Dayan martyrs who guarded the country's borders and pledged their lives to the country."
Lin Yi looked at the lists one by one with a solemn expression and bowed three times.
Some of the soldiers were reluctant to bend down, after all, the opponent might not be worthy at all.
At this time.
The lame old man just said to the young scholars: "You must remember that those who are buried here are the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who followed our Majesty to quell the chaos in the north twenty years ago."
“Without them, we wouldn’t be living the life we have today.”
"They are ordinary people just like you, and many of them were as old as you back then, but they did a great thing, that is, they sacrificed their lives, blood, and everything for this country and its people."
"Look, although their bodies have fallen down, what is standing up is the insurmountable Great Wall of the North!"
"From now on, the demon will not dare to make any more mistakes!"
"We...should do the same and serve the country with loyalty!"
"Strong young people will make the country strong!"
The lame old man bowed towards the monument, his clothes wet with tears.
The eyes of the young scholars flickered, their eyes were firm, and a seed quietly sprouted in their hearts.
Lin Yi listened silently, feeling moved. Dayan was lucky to have such a master.
But those soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who were still complaining and careless were now silent one by one.
Their tall and muscular bodies could not restrain themselves from trembling at this moment.
Zhenbei Army.
These are the veterans and generals who died in their Zhenbei Army, their predecessors...
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
No one made a suggestion. At this moment, they all knelt down on one knee, wearing Confucian shirts but performing a military salute.
Kara!
There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the heavy rain came without warning, pouring down and soaking the clothes of everyone in the cemetery.
But none of the soldiers or young scholars moved.
The picture seems to be frozen at this moment.
Some people can never be forgotten.
Some grudges can never be forgotten.
Northern Territory.
magician.
…
A poem dedicated to you.
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Six-in-one expulsion
Sihao Quliuhou
Jiuyuan Kaifu point
Seven Sages and Proud Bamboo Forest
Ling Lu Qi Bai Xiao
Five years of hard work
When six meanings can be expressed
Six guests laughing and chatting
Wuma Qingxun fine
