Steel Dynasty - Chapter 192

[Chapter 192 Military Funeral]

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the chirping of cicadas came from the branches of the trees, disturbing people’s minds.

Fei Yue’er frowned lightly. She had read history books since she was a child, and was well aware of the humiliating history of constant foreign invasion. Although she was a girl, she still had a man’s expectations for the country and the prosperity of the nation.

Regardless of whether she wanted to marry into Prince Qi’s palace, Pan Yu’s words to Prince Qi made her quite displeased.

No matter how conscienceless a person is, he cannot slander this great victory in Cangzhou or the King of Qi who came to Cangzhou City to guard the city at this time.

She said lightly: “Cousin, please come back. What’s the future for King Qi? I have my destiny. I’m not feeling well, so I’m going back to rest. I hope my cousin will spend more time on studying instead of You waste your time here every day.”

Pan Yu’s face turned pale when he heard this, Fei Yue’er was chasing people away and told him not to come again.

He said: “Cousin, you have to believe me, I am doing this for your own good.”

After that, Pan Yu sighed and turned around and left.

When Xiaohuan saw Pan Yu walking away, he muttered: “No matter how miserable King Qi is, he is still better than you. Who doesn’t know that you are living and drinking outside.”

“Xiaohuan.” Fei Yue’er’s voice was stern.

Xiaohuan is her personal maid, but after all, she is just a slave. If others hear these words, Xiaohuan will inevitably be punished.

Gently putting the newspaper in her hand back to its original place, Fei Yue’er shook her head gently and walked back with Xiao Huan.

…

In Chang’an City, the sensation caused by newspapers had just begun. Newspapers at this time were really hard to find. Businessmen coming from Qingzhou were surrounded by merchants, scholars, and officials.

“Don’t rob, don’t rob.” A Qingzhou businessman said with a smile on his face.

He was an ordinary scholar in Qingzhou. Because his family was poor, he wanted to do some business to support his family.

When the King of Qi returned victorious, the entire Qingzhou was in jubilation, and every household was decorated with lanterns and decorations as if they were celebrating the New Year.

When the newspaper publishing the defense battle in Cangzhou came out the next day, the newspaper was even more snapped up.

When he thought about it, the battle in Cangzhou was not only a matter for King Qi, but also a matter for the Kingdom of Chongqing, especially Chang’an who must be more concerned about it.

So he borrowed a large sum of money from his friends and bought a thousand newspapers and went to Chang’an City.

Arriving at the bank of Qujiang Pool, the busiest place in Chang’an City, he was surrounded as soon as he shouted “Qingzhou Newspaper”.

He was almost frightened and wanted to run away, but when he saw these people rushing towards them one by one with silver in their hands, he immediately calmed down and thought it was worth it to blow up the silver to death.

However, the newspaper was so popular that he did not dare to sell it too expensively. After all, Qingzhou only cost three or four cents per copy of the newspaper, so he finally decided to sell it for one or two cents.

But even so, these thousands of newspapers were sold out in the blink of an eye, and some scholars even bought hundreds of copies directly.

The newspapers were all sold out, and the scholar looked at the pile of white money in front of him.

This is real gold and silver. Now he is worried about money for the first time. These one thousand taels are not banknotes. He can just put them on his body and leave.

These thousand taels were calculated according to the kilograms issued by Qingzhou when purchasing grain this year, but a hundred kilograms, how could a person with no hands be able to move it? This was really a kind of happy pain.

But what was even happier than Yin Zi was that he suddenly felt an unprecedented level of respect.

These scholars from Chang’an have always looked down on the scholars from Qingzhou. They come to Beijing every year to take the exam. He is often called “Tian Shenu” and other unpleasant words.

But at this time, the scholars surrounding him had envy in their eyes and kept asking for more details about the great victory in Cangzhou.

This suddenly gave him a sense of pride, the pride of being a citizen of Qi Prince.

For the first time, he began to doubt whether he should continue to go to Beijing to take the exam. Maybe staying in Qingzhou was also a good choice.

Even if he couldn’t prosper in the officialdom in the future… He looked at the money on the ground, and it was not bad to earn some money.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a group of powerful men arguing passionately about something, looking like they were about to start a fight.

Listening carefully, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It turned out that these powerful disciples were arguing about which of them had the closest relationship with Xiao Ming when Xiao Ming was in Chang’an. They looked like they were very familiar with King Qi.

He shook his head, thinking how King Qi would feel if he knew that everyone in Chang’an City was talking about him.

However, in his opinion, the maverick King Qi might not care at all what these people say about him. Being maverick has always been King Qi’s style.

And just as he thought, Xiao Ming had no time to care about Chang’an’s reaction.

At this time, Qingzhou was enveloped in a slightly heavy atmosphere after a short period of celebration.

Unlike the scorching sun in Chang’an, it was raining continuously in Qingzhou at this time.

In the past, people would have been hiding in their homes on days like this, but today, the muddy streets of Qingzhou City are full of people.

In this great victory in Cangzhou, the city of Cangzhou was defended, the food of the people was preserved, the pockets of the merchants were preserved, and the stability of the six states was preserved.

But behind the victory, how many soldiers lost their lives and how many parents lost their children.

Victories are worthy of celebration, but the soldiers who lost their lives in victory must also be remembered forever.

So after a short rest, Xiao Ming decided to bury the soldiers who died in this battle in a specially designated martyrs’ mausoleum, so that the people would always remember these martyrs who died fighting against the barbarians.

For this era, this move has never been done before, but Xiao Ming believes that it is necessary.

Because this is not only to pay homage to the dead soldiers, but also to inspire every soldier’s hatred towards the barbarians. It is also to let thousands of people understand that their death is glorious, their death is worthy of being remembered, and history should not be forgotten. Those ordinary soldiers who shed their lives and blood for the nation.

They died, but they still live in everyone’s heart. Although their bodies are destroyed, their spirits remain forever.

On the street, Qingzhou Army soldiers lined up in two neat lines and walked silently and slowly out of the city.

In the middle, soldiers carried the bodies of fallen soldiers with heavy steps.

On both sides, the families of the dead soldiers cried in grief, which moved the people who came to see them off.

Xiao Ming, Niu Ben, Lu Fei and Luo Xin were walking at the front of the team. At this time, they were all wearing Qingzhou Army armor and walking like ordinary soldiers.

They also carried the body of a Qingzhou Army soldier.

At this time, facing these fallen soldiers, there was no dignity or inferiority between them, only the feeling of comrades-in-arms.

The soldiers pursed their lips tightly, their eyes fixed on the four top generals walking in front, and blood flowed in their hearts.

Once upon a time, ordinary soldiers like them could enjoy such a privilege. They thought that even if they died in battle, they would have no regrets.

As for those young people who had not yet joined the army, there was a boiling anger against the barbarians in their hearts, and many of them clenched their fists.

Waiting for the next time the army recruits soldiers, they must join the army to avenge these dead soldiers.

(End of chapter)