Iron Dynasty

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

Fei Yue'er frowned lightly. She has read history books since she was a child, and she knows the humiliating history of constant foreign invasions. Although she is a daughter, there is no lack of men's expectations for the country and the prosperity of the nation.

Not to mention whether she is going to marry into King Qi's mansion, but Pan Yu's remarks from King Qi made her quite unhappy.

No matter how ignorant a person is, he can't slander this great victory in Cangzhou, and slander King Qi who was in Cangzhou to guard the city.

She said lightly: Cousin, please come back, what is the future of King Qi? I have destiny, I am not very comfortable, so I went back to rest, and I hope that my cousin will spend more time on reading in the future, instead of Wasting time here every day.”

Pan Yu's face turned pale again when she heard the words, Fei Yue'er was chasing people and told him not to come again.

He said, Cousin, you have to believe me, I am here for your own good.

After that, Pan Yu sighed and turned away.

Seeing Pan Yu walking away, Xiaohuan murmured, King Qi is better than you, no matter how unbearable it is. Who doesn't know what you're doing outside.

Xiaohuan. Fei Yue'er's voice was stern.

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

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

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In Chang'an City, the sensation caused by the newspapers had just begun. At this time, the newspapers were really hard to find. The merchants from Qingzhou were surrounded by merchants, scholars, and officials.

Everyone, don't rob, don't rob. A Qingzhou businessman had a smile on his face.

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

When King Qi returned victoriously, the whole Qingzhou fell into jubilation, and every household was decorated with lanterns as if it were a Chinese New Year.

And after the newspaper that published the Cangzhou Guard War came out the next day, the newspaper was even more frantically robbed.

When he thought about it, the battle of Cangzhou was not only a matter of King Qi, but also a matter of the Great Yu Kingdom, especially Chang'an, which must be more concerned.

So he borrowed a large sum of money from a friend and bought a thousand newspapers to Chang'an City.

When he came to the most lively Qujiang Pool in Chang'an City, he was surrounded by the Qingzhou Newspaper as soon as he shouted.

He was almost scared to run away, but when he saw these people rushing over one by one with silver in their hands, he suddenly calmed down, thinking that it would be worth it to blow the silver to death.

However, this newspaper was so popular that he didn't dare to sell it too expensively. After all, Qingzhou was only worth three or four cents per newspaper, and he finally decided to have one or two silver.

But even so, the thousands of newspapers were snapped up in a 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 silver in front of him.

This is real money and silver, and now he is worried about money for the first time. The thousand taels are not silver notes, so he will leave with him.

The thousands of taels were calculated according to the jins issued by Qingzhou when purchasing grain this year, but one hundred jins, how could he be moved by a person without the strength to hold a chicken? This is really a kind of happy pain.

But even happier than Yinzi, he suddenly felt an unprecedented respect.

These Chang'an scholars have always looked down on the scholars from Qingzhou. Every year when they go to Beijing to take the exam, he is often scolded by people such as Tian Shenu.

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

This suddenly raised a sense of pride in his heart, the pride of being a prince of Qi.

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

Even if he won't be able to flourish in the officialdom in the future... He glanced at the money on the ground, it's not bad to make some money.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly saw a group of powerful children arguing about something, as if they were about to fight.

He listened carefully, and he couldn't help laughing out loud. It turned out that these powerful children were arguing about which of them had the closest relationship with Xiao Ming when Xiao Ming was in Chang'an, and they looked like they were very familiar with King Qi.

He shook his head, thinking that if King Qi knew that he was being talked about everywhere in Chang'an, he didn't know how he would feel.

However, from his point of view, I am afraid that the maverick King Qi will not care what these people talk about him. Maverick has always been the style of King Qi.

And just as he thought, Xiao Ming didn't have time to care about Chang'an's reaction.

At this time, Qingzhou was enveloped in a slightly heavy atmosphere after a brief celebration.

Unlike the scorching sun in Chang'an, it was drizzling in Qingzhou at this time.

If it was in the past, people would have been hiding at home in such days, but today, the muddy streets of Qingzhou City are full of people.

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

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

Victory is worth celebrating, but the soldiers who lost their lives will be remembered forever.

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

In this era, this move has never been done before, but Xiao Ming thought it was necessary.

Because this is not only to pay homage to the dead soldiers, but also to arouse the hatred of each soldier for the barbarians, but also to let thousands of people understand that their deaths are glorious, their deaths are worthy of being remembered, and history should not be forgotten Those ordinary warriors who shed their blood for the nation.

They are dead, but they still live in everyone's hearts. Although the body is destroyed, the spirit remains forever.

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

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

On both sides, the families of the dead soldiers wept bitterly, which moved the people who came to see them off.

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

They also carried the corpse of a Qingzhou Army soldier on their bodies.

In the face of these fallen soldiers at this time, there is no respect between them, only comrade-in-arms.

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

Once upon a time, these ordinary soldiers could enjoy such an honor, they thought, even if they died in battle, they would have no regrets.

And those young people who have not yet joined the army are boiling with anger towards the barbarians, and many people clenched their fists.

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