Red House Shoufu

Chapter 424 Immortal Heroic Soul
Different from the relaxed freehand brushwork of the Meilin Poetry Club in Dabaoen Temple, the atmosphere in Qinzheng Hall is extremely tense.

The emperor narrowed his eyes and did not open his mouth, and the veterans of the five armies' military governor's mansion and the several academicians of the cabinet did not come out to express their opinions in person, but the faces of other civil and military contestants in the hall were red, and the smell of gunpowder could blow up the Qinzheng Hall.

"Your Majesty, there is nothing wrong with engraving a stele and setting up a biography, but if the imperial court is responsible for offering sacrifices, it would be too much. Since the founding of our dynasty, except for the founding princes and virtuous ministers of all dynasties, they have entered the Taimiao Temple to worship. Although the soldiers died for the country, Can……"

"Old man, I know what you're thinking. Don't forget that I, Da Chu, is not from the former Song Dynasty. Is it true that only the name outside the Donghua Gate is a good man?"

"Bastard! When did the old man say that?"

"Sour Confucianism, do you think I don't know what you people are thinking? It's just that I want to turn me, Da Chu, into a weak Song who can't be punished as a doctor..."

"presumptuous!"

"To shut up!"

Snapped!
The British Duke Zhang Yue slapped the handle of the chair and scolded: "Yue Pojun, I apologize to the adults!"

Yue Pojun was the commander of the Habayashi Guards, a dignified general of the third rank, but on weekdays when he went to the Ministry of War to handle errands, the fifth-rank civil servants of the Ministry of War dared to shout at him.

Why?Isn't it because of the hundred years of Taiping, the wind direction of the country has tended to be a good man and not a soldier, is it a good man who is called outside the Donghua Gate?

Today’s memorabilia of Prince Zhongshun’s proposal to engrave a stele for the soldiers who died in the battle rekindled a fire in Yue Pojun’s heart that was about to be silent. Not only did he burn himself, but he also wanted to burn the civil officials who opposed him to death in the hall superior.

"Marshal, please forgive me for being presumptuous today!"

Yue Pojun did not obey Zhang Yue's order, but knelt on one knee in the center of the hall, and respectfully bowed down to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the Yin Jian of the former Song Dynasty is not far away. Under the emphasis on literature over military affairs, the waists of the soldiers of the state will gradually bend until In the end, I couldn't lift my head anymore. Di Qing's regrets will one day appear in the court of my Great Chu..."

As soon as the words "emphasize literature and despise martial arts" came out, the eyes of the old commanders of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion and the academicians in the cabinet all showed worry.

This is a matter that everyone tacitly knows but never mentions publicly. The dispute between civil and military has been like this since ancient times. Either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

Especially Di Qing, the former famous Song Dynasty general he mentioned, can this matter be mentioned in public?
But Yue Pojun brought this matter to the fore today, which is slapping civil servants in the face and intensifying the conflict between civil and military.

"Yue Pojun has no status, and he will be fined for half a year!"

"Lou Yanbin, Minister of the Ministry of War, and Nie Jin, Minister of Industry, were rude in front of the emperor, and they were fined for half a year!"

The emperor suddenly opened his mouth, and each played fifty big boards, temporarily suppressing the smell of gunpowder in the hall.

Yue Pojun knelt down with dissatisfaction and shouted: "Your Majesty..."

But whether it was Yue Pojun or the two servants, they all showed dissatisfaction.Especially when Yue Pojun wanted to come forward and say something, Zhang Yue snorted coldly: "Roaring Yuqian, Yue Pojun, you are getting more and more promising. Go back to the camp and take the twenty army sticks yourself!"

Amidst Zhang Yue's cold snort, Yue Pojun, who had a hot head for a while, also came back to his senses. The words he yelled today, emphasizing literature over martial arts and Di Qing, completely offended the civil servants.

As the head of generals, Zhang Yue had to wipe the ass of Yue Pojun.He first increased the punishment on Yue Pojun. Although he wronged his subordinates, it could be regarded as an eye salve for these civil servants in front of the emperor.

Sure enough, after seeing Yue Pojun's grievances, the emperor said coldly: "Since our court is unwilling, then the royal family should be responsible for offering sacrifices to the soldiers who died in battle. The British Duke..."

"The minister is here!" Zhang Yue stood up and responded.

"Establish a stele of heroic souls in front of the five-army governor's mansion, and set up a sacrificial hall to enshrine the list of all soldiers who died in battle since the founding of the country. The royal family will hold annual Zhengdan and Qingming festivals. On weekdays, the five-army governor's mansion will be responsible for the daily incense offerings. All the subjects of Great Chu Enter the sacrificial hall to worship!"

As soon as the emperor's words fell, the military generals shouted long live, while the civil servants rushed out of the class with pale faces and prepared to object.

At this time, Wei Qinghe, the chief assistant of the cabinet, said: "Your Majesty, the veteran thinks it is not appropriate to do so..."

……

The news of Shandong's great victory spread quickly, and even the Meilin Poetry Club received specific news around noon.

The poetry meeting, which originally consisted of reciting poems, composing poems, appreciating flowers and listening to music, gradually turned to discuss current affairs, especially Gao Wangjiang's proposal to engrave monuments and write biographies for soldiers who died in battle, which became the focus of discussion among these students.

Lin Bo looked at the students not far away who were blushing, and asked Lin Shu's opinion: "Ninth brother, how do you think the court will deal with this matter?"

"The current situation is different from the past. The internal stability of the country is gradually increasing, and external expansion is already the general trend. Your Majesty needs military officers to do his best for him, so this proposal will definitely come true!"

Lin Shu could almost think of the reason why Gao Wanjiang wrote this letter. It is estimated that the second sage had such an idea before, and Gao Wanjiang just followed the emperor's wishes.

As for the objections of civil servants, Wei Qinghe, the old fox, together with Zhang Li, a great scholar who was born in a general family, and Qian Qianli, who is both civil and military, can completely suppress the opposition among civil servants to a minimum.

"Brother Wei also thinks so, otherwise the content on the Son's Memorandum would not have spread so quickly."

Lin Bo looked at the memorabilia transcribed in his hand, and softly sang the Qinqiang opera that Gao Wanjiang appended at the end: "Two wolves fighting Hu'er, the sky is shaking, the earth is shaking,

Why should a good man be afraid of death for his country?

The strong men come out of the Qinling Mountains, the water is cold and the wind is rustling,

The great mountains and rivers are in turmoil.

A man should kill and kill all the Japanese slaves Xiaoxiao,

Fight the blood in your cavity to describe the history of Qing Dynasty.

The big country and the small family finish their eggs and cover their nests,

In my life, my heart is as clear as the sun..."

A good man from Qindi, he paid his respects to his parents and relatives to Xiyao, roared Qin opera and charged towards the enemy...

Gao Wanjiang's memorials are very different from all previous memorials. He wrote the whole process of the final battle in the tone of a storyteller.

When the people in the capital learned that only one man with a broken arm survived the Pingwa Army's Yizi Battalion, no one had tears in their eyes.

Including most of the students in Mei Lin at this time, this group of passionate young people who have not been polluted by the evil spirits in the court are almost all singing the song "Golden Beach".

"Two wolves fighting Hu'er, the sky is shaking,

Why should a good man be afraid of death for his country..."

The sound of the piano, the pipa, the flute, the Xiao... The women in the plum forest took out their musical instruments one after another. After a short period of time, they re-arranged the tune and began to sing.

The memorabilia sent by Gao Wanjiang did not have the original tunes of the Qin opera, but almost all those who came to Meilin to participate in the poetry meeting today were talented women.

If the original tune of "Golden Beach" is high-pitched and sad, it becomes even more sad when sung by this group of talented women in Beijing.

The resoluteness to die for the country and the reluctance to say goodbye to relatives made Merlin sigh everywhere.

"Perhaps, even if the civil officials don't agree, the common people will force the civil officials to agree!"

Lin Bo sighed slightly: "I think the opera gardens in the capital are going to put on a new play!"

……

Although it was outside, the presence of the stove didn't make Lin Shu and the others feel how cold it was.Mei Linshi will prepare a lot of food for everyone, and the Dabaoen Temple will also send a lot of delicious vegetarian dishes.

After drinking and eating, the famous Confucian scholars in Beijing began to talk about the way they had planned.The crowd formed a circle, and on the high platform set up in the middle, there were four great Confucian scholars sitting on it.

At this time, those talented women in the middle of the capital gathered around, and there were not many opportunities to hear famous Confucianists giving lectures on Taoism.Even if they can't take the imperial examination, they are not less eager to learn than those men.

Because most of the students who participated in this poetry meeting were going to test Chunwei, these four famous Confucian scholars were more inclined to the content of Chunwei Grand Competition.

Lin Shu also listened carefully to their explanations, which were basically dry goods, without any specious content.

Just as the last person finished speaking what he had prepared, there was a sudden noise from the audience.

Then someone got up and bowed to the stage and asked loudly: "How do the four sages think about the matter raised by Prince Zhongshun? Should this stele of heroic souls be erected? Should the court offer sacrifices?"

Suddenly, the original harmony in Merlin was suddenly broken.

The four great Confucians on the stage also frowned, and the oldest one of them said: "The imperial court should take care of the matter of the heroic soul stele, and you should put your career first. Seek government in his position, and wait for you to set foot on it." When you are in Fengtian Temple, it is the time for you to think about these things."

"Students think that worrying about the world's worries first, and enjoying the world's joys later, what does the virtuous teacher think?"

"Fan Gong's words are the lifelong pursuit of us scholars!"

"Since this is the case, the students and others plan to jointly write a letter to the imperial court, requesting the imperial court to engrave a stele and set up a biography for our heroic heroes, and enshrine them at four o'clock. I wonder if the wise master thinks it is feasible?"

The four great Confucian scholars on the stage frowned even tighter. They were not asking what they thought of it. To put it bluntly, they wanted to use their reputation to increase the power of this joint letter.

They are all old and famous Confucian scholars in the capital, and they have a very close relationship with the officials in the court.Especially the several major academies they work for, the people standing behind them are all important officials of the court.

Now that there is no specific news from the court, how dare they express their opinions casually?

Before the four famous Confucians could respond, some students stood up and refuted.I saw a young student standing up and saying: "The battle of Shandong, the soldiers who died in the battle is indeed a pity, but if the trend of emphasizing martial arts in the court has become popular due to the inscription of steles, will the changes in the Tang Dynasty appear in my country?" What about the imperial court? From my point of view, the imperial court only needs to pay the compensation appropriately, and engraving a stele for a biography would be too much!"

"Jiang Ruqiang, the shadow of a cup bow and a snake will only make me lose my military equipment. At the end of the Song Dynasty, Yan Yun will not be restored. Isn't it the reason for emphasizing literature and despising martial arts?"

Just as Jiang Ruqiang finished his rebuttal, someone immediately refuted his words.

Lin Shu couldn't help but raised his forehead and said to Lin Bo: "Why does Seventh Brother dare to say anything? As soon as he utters the four words that he emphasizes culture over martial arts, there may be some twists and turns in the spring."

The person who refuted Jiang Ruqiang was none other than Lin Feng, the eldest son of the Lin family.

I saw Lin Feng clasping his hands to the people around him: "My virtuous brothers, I was born as a general. I still remember asking the clan elders why my ancestral temple enshrines so many swords and halberds when I was young."

Ugh!
Lin Feng let out a long sigh, and continued: "The veterans of the clan opened a roster, and it was densely packed with members of my Lin family who died in battle. Those sabers, guns, swords and halberds that were enshrined were actually because those clan members died in battle. It was impossible to make up a complete body. In the end, Pao Ze brought back only their weapons."

"It's okay for a big family like my Lin family, at least the family can offer sacrifices. However, when many good men in the army died in battle, they were still alone without any heirs. Who should offer sacrifices to them? Let the heroic soul who died for the country be a lonely ghost?"

Lin Feng's words attracted many people to nod their heads in agreement. Unlike the ministers in the court, young people are more passionate, and at the same time it is easier to empathize with others.

The previously sung "Golden Sand Beach" had already created the atmosphere almost, and now Lin Feng mobilized his emotions, and immediately pulled [-]% of the students present to their side.

"Lin Hou, do you also agree to engrave a stele and establish a biography, and the court enshrines it?"

At some point, a great Confucianist on the stage turned his gaze to Lin Shu, and he asked directly.

The voice of the inquiry was not low, making Merlin suddenly silent.Lin Shu got up helplessly, and joined the crowd in a circle.

"Not only the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country should be enshrined in monuments, but those officials who devoted themselves to the country and the people and died in office, shouldn't they be enshrined by the court?"

Lin Shu didn't wait for everyone to respond, and continued: "In the heavenly dynasty, Buddhism, Taoism, ghosts and gods, who are the gods and Buddhas we worship? Sanqing, Siyu, Wulao, Liusi, Qiyuan, Baji, Jiuyao, Shidu, most of the gods we often go to offer incense and worship are actually our ancestors. Either they have made great contributions to the world, or they have sacrificed for the people and are remembered and sung by the people. Today we will sacrifice our lives for the country and for the sake of the people. If we pay homage to civil and military officials who died in the line of duty, isn’t it just worshiping heaven and earth, and worshiping the way we believe in?”

The people of China are actually very real. The gods in the sky basically have their prototypes in the world.For example, the Taoist patriarch Taishang Laojun, who preached the world under the pseudonym Li Er, and the old man who rode a cow became the ancestor of Taoism in the world.

Not to mention Bao Zheng Bao Qingtian, who in the eyes of ordinary people can judge yin at night and judge yang at day, wouldn't he have become the king of Yama in the five halls of the underworld?

During the Chinese New Year, isn’t the door god posted on the door the same as Tang Shi’s General Qin Shubao and Yuchi Jingde?

After waiting for hundreds of years, a certain general who died in battle or a minister who died in office in Dachu was enshrined as a certain god by the people, is there nothing wrong with it?

The atmosphere in the plum grove gradually eased up. Almost all the people present were talented and learned. They thought carefully about the gods enshrined in the Taoist temples. Under the guidance of Lin Shu, they immediately realized that the gods they often visited could be changed from Archetypes are found in history.

Hey, if I serve the country and the people for the rest of my life in the future, maybe I can also be a certain god or fairy?

"My virtuous brothers, there is news from Beijing. Elder Wei Ge appealed to His Majesty to set up the Pantheon and the Hall of Heroic Souls in front of the Great Chu Gate to enshrine the heroes who died in battle and the sages who have made contributions to the world. Your Majesty has already agreed. ..."

(End of this chapter)