Chapter 3: Raising the national flag and singing the national anthem, what is the splendor of the Ming Dynasty?

Style: Historical Author: A wonderful pen to dreamWords: 1965Update Time: 24/01/12 20:16:10
"Dang Dang Dang!!"

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang was still immersed in the shock of the experimental elementary school, suddenly the melodious bell rang in the school.

Then, Zhu Yuanzhang saw a scene that shocked him even more.

As the bell rang, countless children poured out of every room in the building.

The youngest of these children looked to be six or seven years old, and even the oldest child was no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

But without exception, everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.

"It's time to raise the flag again. Every time it's time to raise the flag, I can't help but stop and watch."

"Yeah, it's strange to say that I don't get tired of looking at that little flag every day, every day."

"Don't tell me it's you, who among us is tired of watching it? I still get up early every day to watch the flag raising in our county."

The surrounding people were all talking about what happened in the elementary school.

But none of Zhu Yuanzhang and his party could understand what these people were talking about.

"Raise the flag? What flag to raise?"

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that since he came to Shanghu County, his brain had not been used enough.

Zhu Biao and Zhu Di looked at each other, and they didn't know what the flag raising meant.

Just when everyone was confused, they saw students running down from upstairs, gathering in front of the playground of the teaching building like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang noticed that there was a tall flagpole placed at the entrance of the primary school.

Under the flagpole, there is a huge square.

The square looks extremely flat and spacious, and is also gray-white, consistent with the color of the road and tall buildings.

What surprised Zhu Yuanzhang even more was that after entering the square, these children quickly formed square formations of the same size.

The arrangement and combination of these square formations actually have a vague feeling of military formation.

The speed at which these children formed the formation even surprised Zhu Yuanzhang, who had experienced many battles.

"Bo Wen, the headmaster of this private school must be someone who has served in the army."

Liu Bowen nodded solemnly. As a military strategist, Liu Bowen naturally had a very high military vision.

"To be able to train children so well, I'm afraid they are no ordinary people."

"when!"

Just as Zhu Yuanzhang and the two were amazed, they heard another bell ringing.

The originally noisy phalanx suddenly fell into silence.

For a moment, the playground fell silent.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw this scene, his heart was even more disturbed.

With orders and prohibitions, this mountain chief can only be called a master of military affairs.

The flag-raising ceremony continued, and a group of students slowly walked out from the middle of the student square.

These students were generally tall and of the same height. They walked with strange steps, holding a rolled-up flag in their hands, and walked towards the flagpole step by step.

Although those steps look extremely strange, they give Zhu Yuanzhang a different kind of beauty and show his full masculinity.

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that this was a real soldier.

"The flag-raising ceremony officially begins, salute!!"

A powerful shout resounded throughout the playground, and the so-called flag-raising ceremony officially began.

With a "swipe" sound, the right hands of thousands of children suddenly raised to the top of their heads, looking extremely shocked.

This is not over yet, a series of childish voices slowly came to mind in the campus:

"Wolf smoke is rising, looking northward at the mountains and rivers, dragons are curling up, horses are neighing, and sword energy is like frost."

"The heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River. Who can carry it in twenty years?"

"Wherever the madness of hatred strikes, many loyal brothers and sisters will be buried in a foreign land."

"Why should I die hundreds of times to serve my family and country? I can't bear to sigh, but I am speechless, and my eyes are full of blood and tears."

Zhu Yuanzhang felt his scalp numb instantly and his eye circles gradually turned red.

After hearing these lyrics, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly remembered his unruly years.

Thinking of those old brothers who accompanied him to conquer the world, but are still gone, they are all buried in a foreign land at this moment.

As the song sounded, the leader of the flag guard suddenly stretched out the flag in his hand, and then began to raise the flag with a solemn expression.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang saw clearly that the word Ming Dynasty was written on the flag.

The flag is constantly rising on the flagpole accompanied by singing.

Unknowingly, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes continued to rise as the flag continued to rise, and he suddenly felt that this moment was very sacred.

Just like the moment when he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor and founded Hongwu on the Purple Mountain, it was sacred and inviolable.

"I am willing to defend my territory and restore my borders, and the majestic China will have all the four corners of the world come to congratulate me!!!"

The singing gradually became more hygienic, and the flag happened to be standing at the top of the flagpole at the moment, with the big words flying in the air.

Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts seemed to fly into the sky.

"Students, you must remember that we are all descendants of China. Sooner or later, I, the Ming Dynasty, will rule the world!"

The energetic voice reminded me again that he would always say this sentence every time after raising the flag.

It reminds all students of the pride and glory of the Chinese people.

"The majestic China wants to congratulate everyone from all over the world!! This is the Ming Dynasty in our hearts!"

Zhu Yuanzhang kept mumbling the lyrics just now.

This flag-raising ceremony and the lyrics of this song deeply shocked Zhu Yuanzhang's soul.

"Bo Wen, the founder of this private school is so powerful, we must meet him."

"Let him tell us how he came up with the idea of ​​educating students in this way?"

Liu Bowen was equally horrified after witnessing the flag-raising ceremony.

"Your Majesty, I can be sure that this private school has absolutely nothing to do with Li Jin."

Even though he had not met Li Jin yet, after hearing about everything Li Jin had done, Liu Bowen felt that this was definitely Li Jin's handiwork.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he also nodded, feeling that what Liu Bowen said was very reasonable.

Otherwise, how could there be so many talented people in such a remote area?

"Quick, we are going to the city now."

"We want to see how prosperous Shanghu County will be under the governance of such talented people."