At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 61

All the ministers were in an uproar. Was the construction of the Martyr's Shrine intended to elevate the status of the general?

"Long live!"

Zhang Fu was the first to react. He was in tears, and his excitement was beyond words.

He is the highest level of meritorious dignitaries in the Ming Dynasty, but he often cannot get the right to speak in front of the Wenchen Group.

"Long live!"

Immediately afterwards, Li Zhen, Boss of Xiangcheng who had been following Zhu Qizhen all the time.

"Long live Long live Long live!"

This time, the shouts were loud, and it was [-] soldiers from the [-] Battalion.

You know, before that, they didn't even have the qualifications to go to Beijing to be welcomed by the people.

For many years, starting from their ancestors, every time they came back from the battle, they would return to the camp silently. Although the imperial court rewarded them, they could celebrate as much as they wanted when they returned to the camp, but they had never had such an honor like today.

Only a few military officers and generals had the opportunity to enter the city gate and receive the cheers of the people.

It's different now, the emperor suddenly ordered the building of the Martyr's Shrine, that is to say, every soldier who went to war, even if he died in battle, would have the opportunity to enter the city gate and receive offerings from future generations.

At this moment, no matter whether it is a fledgling recruit or a veteran who has been in the army for decades, no matter whether it is a passionate young man or an old soldier who has been tempered by the years, he straightens his back unconsciously.

Although the Ming Dynasty did not abolish the hierarchical system of the previous dynasty, it did divide household registration, and military households have always been looked down upon.

For Qiu Ba like them, the Martyr's Shrine is the supreme honor, and in the past, they didn't even dare to think about it.

The soldiers cheered, but the officials were silent.

Especially civil servants, in the Ming Dynasty, the imperial examinations were used to select scholars. They studied hard for more than ten years in order to be able to be named on the gold list one day, soaring to the sky.

But now, seeing that generals are rising, they faintly feel that their status is not guaranteed.

As the minister of the Ministry of Rites, Hu Wei felt that he should say something, but he didn't know where to start.

With great enthusiasm, the soldiers embraced Zhu Qizhen and entered the city from Andingmen.

People along the street burned incense and worshiped, holding censers in their hands, just waiting to see the triumphant return of the emperor with their own eyes.

It has been rumored for a long time that Emperor Ming led 3000 people deep into the desert, and killed seven in and seven out behind Oala.

The storytellers in the teahouse have already given lectures, but they dare not mention the name of the emperor. They only say that during the Western Han Dynasty, the 17-year-old young general Huo Qubing led [-] cavalry to attack for hundreds of miles, and went straight to the Xiongnu base camp, killing [-] enemies. The rest of them became gods in one battle and were named champions.

The common people listened with gusto, and naturally knew who the storyteller was referring to. Now that they heard that Sheng Jia was returning to the capital, they all lined up, just waiting for their luck as a real dragon.

The Three Thousand Battalion entered the city, and there were civil and military officials in front of them, so they slowed down, but the people were not impatient, and they couldn't get enough of the triumphant soldiers.

If some of the family's children are in the team, they are even more excited, pointing out from time to time, and loudly introducing to the neighbors around them that this is their children's team.

Finally, the emperor's holy chariot arrived, and the welcoming ceremony reached its climax.

Seeing the reaction of the common people, Hu Wei murmured to himself: "The emperor has matured!"

At first, he felt that the emperor's move was a bit of a nonsense, leading two thousand troops through the city, ignoring the safety of the capital, and announcing the construction of the Martyr's Shrine, which made him a little bit astonished.

The Martyrs' Shrine will be used to enshrine the soldiers who died in the battle for the country. This move immediately won the hearts of the army and the people. If someone stood up to oppose it at this time, it is hard to imagine what will happen.

The 2000 people marched neatly and majesticly along the main street all the way to Chongwenmen, turned west, and finally arrived at Damingmen.

At this point, the [-] Battalion stopped and formed a neat square formation.

Li Zhence stepped forward immediately and said loudly: "The [-] battalion has assembled, please give instructions from the emperor!"

Zhu Qizhen got on his horse and drew out the sword from his waist, which glistened in the sunlight.

He looked at the familiar faces below, as if he had returned to the endless grassland, the endless Onon River, the icy and snowy Lake Baikal, and the never-ending north wind.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"Long live the emperor! Long live! Long live!"

Two thousand soldiers shouted in unison, their voices were sonorous and powerful, piercing the sky.

Zhu Qizhen is very satisfied. Through the experience of this battle, the [-] Battalion has grown into an elite army of hundreds of battles. The shortcomings accumulated in the Ming Dynasty for a hundred years have been revealed. Regardless of the military, government, agriculture, and business, it must be reformed from top to bottom. Now there are With the [-] battalion as the hole card, the construction of the army will be much easier.

"Li Zhen, arrange for the soldiers to return to the station, and reward them well tonight!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

Next, all the officials embraced Zhu Qizhen and entered the palace. Empress Dowager Sun and Empress Qian had waited for a long time before they heard the thunderous shouts outside the palace, tears filled their eyes with excitement.

Seeing the emperor's safe return now, tears can't be stopped.

Zhu Qizhen greeted Empress Dowager Sun first, and then looked at Empress Qian. At this time, the crying pear blossoms were raining, and she was pitiful.

I have to say that Daming's empress looks very good-looking, and No. 18 in my memory is still a bit pretty, but compared to the Qian empress in front of me, forget it, there is no comparison...

In the Fengtian Hall, all the officials had an audience, and the first court meeting of the orthodox emperor after returning from his personal conquest officially began.

Zhu Qizhen was not polite to everyone, he came up and announced three things directly.

First, build the Martyr's Shrine, which has already been mentioned before entering the city.

Second, all officers and men will be rewarded for their meritorious service, and the follow-up resettlement and pension work for the dead and injured will be carried out.

The third is to investigate Wang Zhen's followers, and anyone who is close to Wang Zhen will be strictly investigated.

The ministers have no opinion on the second and third points. If you are fighting a war, you will naturally be rewarded for your merits. As for the investigation of Wang Zhen's party members, in fact, the officials in the court have long disliked Wang Zhen. It's too powerful to be able to do it.

However, regarding the first article, the construction of the Martyr's Shrine, there have been differences.

Hu Wei, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, first said: "I have read the ancestral etiquette all over, but I don't know what specifications should be used for the Martyr's Temple. If the emperor is sympathetic to the soldiers in the front line, I suggest that you give more rewards!"

Zhu Qizhen's complexion became ugly, before he could speak, Zhang Fu couldn't help standing up.

"Hu Shangshu's words are wrong. The construction of the Martyr's Temple is a century-old plan of our dynasty. How can it be compared with mere rewards?"

Hu Yan said with a dark face: "There is no such thing as the Martyr's Shrine. How can the emperor's words of consolation to those soldiers be taken seriously!"

"It's a bunch of nonsense!" Zhang Fu retorted, pointing at Hu Min's nose, "Soldiers and soldiers who bathed in blood on the battlefield, don't they even deserve the qualifications of an ancestral hall?"

Hu Wei still said unhurriedly: "It's not that I don't deserve it, it's that the financial situation of the imperial court is tight, and it has to pay for the military expenses of the nine borders every year. It is even more disrespectful to the soldiers, Wang Shangshu, do you think this is the truth?"

Hubu Shangshu Wang Zuo was eating melons and watching a play, and Hu Min called his name suddenly, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "What Hu Shangshu said is very true, Hubu is really... nervous."

Zhang Fu said angrily: "Wang Shangshu, when he was on the front line, it was the emperor and all the soldiers who rushed forward to keep you safe. Now it is just to build an ancestral hall, but you are so harsh, worthy of those who died in the front line. Soldiers?"

"What the British Lord said is absolutely true!" Marquis of Taining Chen Ying also stood up and said, "Thinking that the late Emperor was in power, he never criticized my Ming soldiers so harshly."

Wang Zuo suddenly found himself in trouble, so he had to say: "You two don't know, our government's finances are indeed accumulated and hard to recover. Why don't we cut some of the military salaries of the guards in various places, or we can collect enough money for the servant, what do you think?"

Yu Qian raised his head and said in a daze, "How can this be done if the military pay is abolished?"

Wang Zuo said with a helpless face: "Yu Shilang even said that he can't do it, and the old man can't help it!"

"When did I say it can't be done?" Yu Qian wanted to scold people angrily, "I mean that the military pay of the guards in various places cannot be abolished, but the Martyr's Shrine still needs to be repaired!"

Wang Zuo spread his hands together: "There is no money!"

Yu Qian said with a dark face: "If you don't have money, your household department will find a way. You should also ask the military department for this kind of thing?"

Just when everyone was arguing, Zhu Qizhen finally couldn't sit still on the dragon chair.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!"

(End of this chapter)