Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 368
Because everyone knows that among the dead soldiers, the last wish of some was to listen to a loving "little song".

Listen to a song that they heard on the riverside in their hometown, the melodious singing coming from the painting boat in the middle of the lake.

If the world were at peace, they would not have to leave their homes.

If the river is Qinghaiyan, how many brightly lit boats will be lingering in the middle of the lake and in the river, and how many beautiful women will be playing and singing gently with their pipa in their arms?

Sing out the endless affection, pop up the song and dance to bring peace.

Bai Xiuying watched Liu Yao dance with flowers and swords, and listened to Liu Yao's melodious singing. She couldn't help covering her lips and crying.

There are many rivers and lakes in Dongling. When she was very young, the lakes and rivers were places for people to play and have fun. Many singing girls sang such little songs in the beautiful boats.

At that time, my mother would teach the two brothers that these are demons that destroy people's minds and must not be contaminated.

But then Dongling gradually weakened, the people lived in dire straits, and the merchant girls could no longer be heard playing in the lake and river.

Only then did she understand that such a seemingly depraved scene could only thrive in a peaceful world.

Listening to Liu Yao singing with such a voice, she seemed to have returned to ten years ago, to a time when there was still peace.

In an instant, tears welled up and I couldn't stop them.

The sisters-in-law were no longer as calm as before, and all of them burst into tears.

When the song ended, there was another cry.

Liu Yao took off the flower from his hair and placed it respectfully in front of the tall tombstone of the "Heroes' Tomb".

He said: "Liu Yao would like to dedicate this song to the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country."

Liu Yaogui was the prince. Although he was not popular among the soldiers, his actions represented the Liu family behind him.

He sang the song himself to fulfill the martyrs' last wishes. This was not only the Liu family's recognition of the sacrifices of the soldiers, but also a supreme honor.

Wang Wei and Xiao Chuanyi had already planted the saplings, and they returned to Wei Xiao.

In this way, the farewell to the martyrs officially kicked off.

Bai Mingwei stood in the center, and she shouted: "Drum!"

There are two drums/drums on the left and right in unison.

Bai Ming slightly raised his sword and shouted: "All officers, kneel down!"

The soldiers who had just stood up knelt down in order again.

Bai Mingwei shouted again: "Get up!"

The sound of sleeves blowing sounded in unison, and all the soldiers stood up in unison.

Bai Mingwei thrust his sword into the ground: "Sing a sacrificial song!"

This time it was Liu Yao who took the initiative: "Fuck Wu Ge, he was beaten by a rhinoceros, his car was in the wrong position, and he was caught in close combat."

All the soldiers followed closely: "The sun is blocked by the sun, and the enemy is like a cloud, and the arrows are falling, and the soldiers are fighting for the lead."

The uniform and loud voices of the soldiers resounded throughout the mountains and fields.

The common people who could sing also spoke up, and the common people who couldn't sing cried together.

The majestic sound resounded through the sky like an overwhelming force.

With sadness, with passion, with respect, with admiration...

"Ling Yu formation, Hu Yu line, left barbarian, right blade injury."

"Two rounds of smog and four horses, aiding jade and beating drums."

"The weather is fierce and the spirit is angry, and the wilderness is abandoned."

"You can't go in and out, you can't go back, you can't go in and out, and the road is too long in the plain."

"Bring a long sword to Xi and hold Qin Gong, and leave Xi with no punishment."

"Sincere is both brave and martial, and finally strong and invincible."

"Since the body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is resolute, and it is a ghost hero."

They live as heroes.They become ghost heroes after death!

Bai Ming choked up slightly and shouted: "Kneel down! Send the soldiers off!"

Everyone knelt down again to bid farewell to the soldiers who had left their lives on the border forever.

Thousands of tombs are for those who died in the battle between Qiang City and Jing City. Tens of thousands of people pay homage to everyone who died under Beiyan's axe.

As soon as Bai Ming said "get up", paper money was flying all over the sky, being blown up and down by the wind.

Along with the long-lasting crying, floating in the mountains and fields.

If there are thousands of heroic souls in heaven, they will definitely feel this heavy heart.

Finally, all the sacrificial items were placed in front of the tombs of the martyrs, and these items alone occupied half of the mountain.

Some soldiers dug a big hole, and some soldiers went down the mountain to collect water. They poured water into the dug hole. Tens of thousands of soldiers and tens of thousands of people each threw a handful of soil into the hole.

The fresh soil was mixed with water and pounded into a thick mud by the soldiers. The mud was pushed onto the wall and pounded into an adobe house.

In front of the house is a monument of heroes, and inside the house is a hero tablet.

The names of thousands of heroic souls cannot be written on the small tablet, but they all have a short title - hero.

Liu Yao moved a couplet and personally installed it on the door of the Tubei House.

First couplet: Serve your country faithfully, be loyal and courageous.

Second line: meritorious deeds belong to the people, with a pure and loyal heart.

Horizontal comment: loyal and loyal.

This couplet was written by him himself. Although it was a little bit meaningless, it was still neat. He also specially asked Mr. Gongsun to carve it, carved it on the wooden board, polished it and painted it, and finally made it into a plaque.

This alone is enough to reveal his intentions.

After the adobe house was completed, Bai Mingwei took the soldiers and people with him and finally knelt down to the martyrs.

Although the steps of this farewell ceremony were very simple, hundreds of thousands of people attended, and the city was full of solemn grandeur.

I believe that those who sacrifice have souls in heaven, and they will definitely feel the reluctance and respect of the living.

Twilight is closing, and the sky is gradually falling.

The departed have gone on their way, and it is time for the living to return home.

At this time, someone suggested to Bai Mingwei: "Miss Bai, let's just share the sacrifices on this mountain and celebrate this hard-won victory together?"

"Otherwise, the deceased people only see us crying but not our smiles. If we can let them see us alive and be happy because of their protection, they will definitely be happy."

Yes, he has passed away.

Those who have lost their lives can never be recovered. In addition to being sad, those who are alive must also cherish the stability they exchanged for their lives and live strong.

Wouldn't it be a good thing if the deceased could feel their strength and joy?
Just as Bai Mingwei was about to speak, dots of light suddenly lit up above Liancheng.

Immediately afterwards, it was the direction of Yao Cheng.

Even Pingcheng, a hundred miles away, also had a little light.

Standing on the top of this high mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the scene.

At this time, Xiao Du, who had very good eyesight, exclaimed: "It's a sky lantern! People in the three cities are lighting sky lanterns!"

Everyone followed the sound, but they saw dots of stars all over the sky, like a bright galaxy. They were too far away. They didn't have good eyesight like Xiao Du, so they only saw light spots flickering like fireflies.

But they knew that they must be lanterns rising into the night sky, gradually connecting into a line, dotted in the sky.

So beautiful, so bright.

Bai Mingwei said with tears: "Sky lanterns are also called homecoming lanterns. Legend has it that if people die in a foreign land, if someone can light up the sky lanterns for them."

"Then their souls will turn into swimming fish, swimming into the night sky with homecoming lanterns, swimming back to their hometown, and returning to their roots as fallen leaves."

(End of this chapter)