The dead are not nameless people, they have their own names.
Zhu Yunwen seemed to see Zhang Yu's figure, Wu Yi's figure, and familiar figures whose names he could not recognize, just standing on the empty treasure ship, lining up one after another.
As a name is called out, there is another person.
These heroes seem to have never left, but have always been there, on this treasure ship, and have returned to their homeland of the Ming Dynasty.
"Zhang Yi, Wang Liu, Sun Hu, Zhao Qijin..."
Zheng He knew clearly that he was not reciting the list of dead brothers, but calling the spirits and calling the brothers to return to their places. The original dull sadness was swept away, replaced by a solemn and solemn military style.
Looking at this scene, Xu Huizu couldn't help but feel a little sad. Every name means that every family is broken. More than 10,000 families have lost their most important people. How cruel this is to them!
As the Commander-in-Chief of the Navy, Li Jian had an even deeper affection for the Navy. Faced with such a huge sacrifice and facing each name, he did not even have the courage to look back in the direction of the pontoon bridge.
Yang Shiqi looked in the direction of the floating bridge. Even if Zheng He read more than 500 names, even if the herald passed the names one by one to the floating bridge, he told them They lost their families, but there was no cry on the floating bridge.
Families on the pontoon, the old people are looking up, the middle-aged people are looking straight, the children are looking down, the men are gritting their teeth, and the women are biting their white lips. Even if tears roll down their cheeks, even if their bodies tremble slightly, no one is crying. Speak up.
When Zhang Ze heard Zhang Chao's name, his clenched fingernails had already pierced into his flesh. He lowered his head and let tears fall down. But Zhang's mother accepted it calmly, either a little dull or already prepared. , or it has been injured so deeply that it cannot move.
One name after another came, and pieces of sadness fell.
There was no crying, no heartbreaking, just silent tears and sadness. The families of these great heroes chose the calmest way, accepting their own heroes without disturbing other heroes.
More than 10,000 names were reported for nearly two hours.
For two hours, Zhu Yunwen, Ma Enhui, the Queen Mother, the Prince, etc. all stood solemnly. The vassal king, officials, soldiers and people all listened solemnly, no one left, no one walked around at will.
Zheng He's voice was a little hoarse, but he still insisted on reporting the last name, and then closed the document: "The sacrifice of the navy officers and soldiers is recorded in the record according to their merits, and no one is missing!"
Zhu Yunwen nodded solemnly and looked sideways in the direction of the pontoon. Looking at the family members who were immersed in grief but still strong, Zhu Yunwen said: "Zheng He's naval officers, whether they sacrificed or returned, are all well-deserved heroes of the Ming Dynasty. , you are the family members of the heroes of the Ming Dynasty! It is the life and death sacrifice of your sons, husbands, and fathers that led to the arrival of new grains."
"The imperial court will not forget their merits, nor will it forget your efforts. You will give priority to receiving new food crops, plant the seeds they brought back with their lives on the land of the Ming Dynasty, and comfort their heroic souls with a bumper harvest and pay homage to them. Their spiritual thrones! Zheng He’s navy family members, please receive a gift from the Ming Dynasty!”
Zhu Yunwen, Ma Enhui, and Zhu Wenkui saluted, the vassal kings and officials saluted, and the Ming Dynasty sergeants saluted.
With tears in his eyes, Zheng He shouted: "Navy soldiers!"
Zhu Neng, Luo Guanying, Shen Wei, Wan Qinglin and others led the sergeants to turn towards the pontoon bridge and salute in order.
Seeing this, countless people followed him and saluted.
The family members of the Navy, who were originally strong, couldn't bear it anymore and cried out one by one. Their sacrifices brought about the future of the Ming Dynasty, their sacrifices brought about gifts from the emperor, and their sacrifices brought about gifts from the world!
Who would have thought that the emperor would salute the family members of the sergeants!
Who would have thought that hundreds of officials would salute the sergeant's family!
Who would have thought!
In this era of strict class, order, and strong etiquette constraints, Zhu Yunwen relied on his own efforts to break down barriers and kick away obstacles, abandoning Zheng Heshui, who was aloof and had no regard for the return of sacrifice. Sergeant of the division, salute to the family members who have endured suffering and countless waiting!
The ceremony is over.
Zhu Yunwen took a step forward and said with a loud voice that shocked the world: "The world will eventually remember how great their sacrifice was. They say long live me, today I will make an exception and give the name of long live to Zheng He's naval officers! Long live the Ming Dynasty, Zheng He's navy Long live the teacher!"
"Long live the Ming Dynasty, long live the Zheng He Navy!"
the heralds shouted in unison.
Zhu Wenkui clenched his fists and shouted, Han Xiayu cried even though the pear blossoms were raining, and he did not forget to shout. Civil and military officials shouted one after another, and the sound waves finally added up. On both sides of the Yangtze River, "Long live the Ming Dynasty, long live the Navy Zheng He" "Voices!
At this moment, Zheng He smiled.
With such treatment, you will have no regrets even if you die, you will have no regrets even if you die!
Zhu Neng, Shen Wei, Zhao Shiyu and others were also deeply moved. They thought that the court would warmly welcome them, but who could have imagined that they would receive such extraordinary treatment? Confucius and Sage Confucius, no one called him long live!
Long live, only the emperor can use it!
But now, Zheng He's navy can also use Long Live!
What an honor!
Chen Xingshan, the Minister of Rites, was very bitter. These etiquettes had been discussed before. No one agreed with Zhu Yunwen to name Zheng He Navy "Long Live", but Zhu Yunwen insisted on doing so.
Our emperor has elevated Zheng He's navy to the highest position and given them treatment that exceeds that of all vassal princes!
But it's all worth it!
Because they brought new grains and high-yield grains, they surpassed the heroes and generals who opened up new territories, because their achievements are related to the fate of everyone in the world, to the rice bowls of the people of the Ming Dynasty, and to the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty!
Ma Huan wiped the corners of his eyes, but tears flowed out again. Su An kept blinking, trying to hold back tears, but she couldn't. Kuangyu and Yu Zhen smiled with tears in their eyes. All the sacrifices and sufferings were not important anymore. What was important was "long live", which is the unfading respect and eternal remembrance!
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"Long live the Ming Dynasty, long live the Zheng He Navy!"
The sound waves carried an unknown amount of weight, and the water of the Yangtze River rolled down, seeming to carry these messages to the sea and to endless places.
Zhu Yunwen solemnly said: "Zheng He, bring the crops you have obtained through life and death, and let the world see what they are!"
Zheng He took the order and turned to the sergeant to arrange: "Get corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, peanuts..."
One by one, names that had never been heard of came to everyone's ears.
Zheng He also knew that Zhu Yunwen put up such a huge display and asked to donate new grains directly on the dock, under the eyes of countless people, because he wanted to tell the world that the new grains really existed. !
Golden corn braided in bunches was lifted out, and the large grains grew closely together.
The amount of corn brought by the navy exceeded Zhu Yunwen's expectations. Zheng He directly asked three hundred sergeants to carry the corn out. Judging from their relaxed appearance, they probably still had a lot of stock.
"Is this corn the legendary sixth corn? It's golden and yellow, and it looks good."
Yang Shiqi was very curious.
Xie Jin nodded repeatedly, this kind of thing cannot be faked. Many people stood on tiptoes and watched, eager to get some new types of food, but they didn't know how to grow these things. What's even more difficult is that these few seeds are probably not enough for the emperor's family and officials' families, and they still have their turn. Common people's house?
A sergeant gave corn to Zhu Yunwen. Zhu Yunwen touched the familiar corn with a smile on his face. He broke off a seed and said to Ma Enhui, the prince, officials and others on the side: "This is the corn seed, the fruit it produces." It's this spindle shape. Corn can be the same as wheat, but the flour it grinds out is yellow. It can be made into nests and steamed buns, and can also be used as fine feed for war horses. It will be indispensable in the future."
"Can it be used as concentrated feed for war horses?"
Zhu Di was very interested. Xu Huizu already had some corn seeds in his hands, ready to rob them in front of the emperor and plant them in his own land.
"Come here, invite the elders to take a look."
Zhu Yunwen ordered.
In this era, elders are highly respected people. They are older, have more experience, have high prestige, and have a huge influence on the people and neighbors.
The things they approve and the words they say need to be heard and believed by many people. When Lao Zhu ascended the throne, the group of people he had to find were the elders. Only if these people also recognized him could he win the hearts of the people.
There were many elderly people onlookers, who were invited out by the sergeant. They were all excited when they saw the golden corn. Some of them took corn kernels and put them in their mouths, not afraid of giving away their remaining two teeth. Collapse.
The old corn kernels are crushed and chewed in the mouth, exuding a mellow fragrance. The taste is indescribable, but it is certain that it is a kind of grain, like wheat and rice.
"Okay, don't eat it, these are seeds!"
The naval officers felt a little distressed and quickly tried to persuade him.
The elder put it down after hesitating, and nodded repeatedly. The elder said: "Your Majesty, the fruit of this corn is grain. This is the immortal contribution of Zheng He's navy, and it is the blessing of all the people of our Ming Dynasty!"
Zhu Yunwen smiled with satisfaction and asked him to step aside: "Where is the potato?"
Luo Guanying had already picked up a large basket of potatoes and ran forward. The basket was full of large potatoes. After offering it, he did not forget to shout: "Brother-in-law, these are the potatoes you asked for, we got them!"
Zhu Yunwen looked at Luo Guanying, whose skin had become a little darker and whose face was full of vicissitudes of life but full of energy. He nodded with satisfaction: "Guanying, well done, you are all well done!"
Luo Guanying chuckled, like a child, enjoying the praise at the moment.
Zhu Yunwen reached out and picked up a potato and weighed it in his hand. It was a bit big, weighing more than three kilograms at least.
Yang Shiqi hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Is this the potato that yields ten stones per acre?"
"Ten stones, what bastard is talking nonsense? When we dug it in the mountains, the yield per mu was twenty stones!"
Luo Guanying was afraid that the navy's achievements would be wiped out, and he became angry instantly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head. An angry Zhu Yunwen shouted: "I am that bastard, get out of here!"
Luo Guanying opened his mouth wide and stood aside. Thinking of something, he couldn't help laughing.
Zhu Yunwen looked at Luo Guanying, but didn't pursue it. He just shook his head, admired the potatoes, and wondered whether he should stew potatoes to try at night...
Yang Shiqi and Xie Jin were stunned, and Luo Guanying's roar also shocked many people.
Twenty stones?
The Jianwen newspaper clearly said it was ten dan, but countless people didn't believe it. But who would have thought that when the navy took potatoes, the yield would be as high as 20 dan!
God, Luo Guanying is crazy, or else I am crazy!
