Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 630 The Last Loyalty
"you're awake?"

Li Chengqian opened his eyes and saw his wife looking at him with concern. He was slightly absent-minded for a moment, and then slowly remembered that his younger brother who was born to his mother had died, and he died tragically. There was not even a cemetery after death. , with no bones left, buried forever in the cold seabed.

He bit his lip, unconsciously grasped the sheet under his body with both hands, and said in silence for a long time: "Notify Qin Tianjian, choose a day to send the emperor..."

"kindness……"

Yang Xiaoran saw that there were tears in his eyes, and knew that he was in pain.Back then in Hanfeng Palace, Li Shimin personally put the hands of his brothers and sisters into the hands of his elder brother. He had made an oath in front of his father to take good care of them.But he never expected that the day of dishonesty would come so quickly, so intensely, so suddenly.

Even if Li Chengqian knows the direction of history, even if he knows some things about later generations, he is still an ancient person in his bones.This kind of ideological value cannot be reversed by reading a few modern novels and listening to a few stories.

To die without a place to bury was an extremely tragic thing in ancient times.

Otherwise, why would there be the curse of "Let you die without a place to bury you"?Precisely because there are no bones left, this is an extremely poisonous curse, and it is more tragic than death.

Li Chengqian couldn't accept this, but he had to face the fact before him.

As an emperor, his heart is extremely painful, but he doesn't even have time to breathe, he must pull himself together.His younger brother is dead, but he can't let him die in vain. Li Tai has to fulfill his last allegiance to the emperor!
Yang Xiaoran hugged him into his arms and said, "Cry, don't hold back."

Li Chengqian remained silent, the entire hall was silent, only the giant butter candle was burning quietly, like Li Tai's tears.

"The fourth brother seeks benevolence and obtains benevolence, and he will die if he seeks death, and he will die heroically. He is a hero of China!"

Seeing that Li Chengqian was suffocating, Yang Xiaoran said, "In the future, there will be Wei Wangtai's name on the monument called the history of navigation in China! He will become a monument, and future generations will never forget his achievements!"

Li Chengqian didn't speak, but Yang Xiaoran's hands were wet with tears.

The husband and wife hugged each other like this, and Li Chengqian was lying in her arms. At this moment, he was as fragile as the little prince when he was a child, but he was a little different.

Children can cry, but adults can't, especially if he is the leader of this country.

He closed his eyes, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, rolled across his lips and dripped onto the back of her hand.

drop by drop...

silent...

This is an elder brother's incomparable self-blame, regret, remembrance and full of love for his younger brother.

I don't know how long it took before he slowly raised his head. When he raised his head, there were no tears on his face.One after another imperial decree was issued from the Ganlu Palace, he could not let his younger brother die silently, he wanted to let the whole world know how many people, including his younger brother, were sacrificed in order to search for America!
Three days later, white banners were hung from Chengtianmen, and red silk was spread on Zhuque Avenue. The colors representing joy and sorrow appeared in Chang'an City at the same time. People stood on both sides of Zhuque Avenue, with a white paper flower on their heads.

At the beginning of the hour, the gate of the palace opened wide, and the bells rang, beating people's hearts one after another.

Obviously happy, but when he learned that many warriors died at sea, and even the younger brother of the emperor, his joy was diluted.People's hearts are heavy, and it turns out that behind the joy are many sacrifices.

A group of foreigners brought back from Europe and America were arranged in a post station. After nearly a year of sea voyages, and Baozhu personally taught them pinyin, they could understand simple Chinese, so they probably knew why the emperor didn’t receive them immediately. .

At the same time, I also know that many Tang people died for this trip, and even the prince was among them.

Europeans worship adventure and have a pioneering spirit. After understanding the situation, they can't help but be in awe.

They followed all the way, and the closer they got to Datang, the more surprised they were at the prosperity here. When they approached Chang'an, they were shocked and speechless by the capital of the empire.It turns out that there are such prosperous and powerful countries in the world.

Their silk and porcelain were once the pursuit of their top nobles, but they are common here.When the fleet of the Tang people came, they marveled at their large ships and those exquisitely crafted utensils.

But today, after being invited to wear Chinese clothes to observe the sacrificial ceremony together, these Europeans couldn't help but feel admiration.

These prosperity, these glory, are built on blood!

Just like the red silk on the ground!
The emperor boarded the tower, and several envoys from later generations of England couldn't help but look up.

At this time, England was in the era of the Seven Kingdoms. They attached great importance to this diplomacy, and each side hoped to get support from the eastern powers.Although when they came here, they imagined the power of this great eastern country more than once, but only when they went deep here could they find how poor their imagination was.

The Chengtian Gate in front of them is beyond their imagination. Compared with this place, any magnificent building in Europe will be eclipsed, even the most magnificent building in the Roman Empire.

The ceremony and music sounded, and the long live sound like a mountain roar and a tsunami filled the sky of Datang. When Li Chengqian took the wine, the sound stopped immediately, and a group of foreigners stared straight at him.

"This first bowl of wine..."

Li Chengqian didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't adopt official routines, as if he was just chatting with the common people.

"Respect the late emperor!"

The wine flowed out from the wine bowl, "The first emperor opened the sea and never forgot about America and Australia. This is the plan of our descendants for hundreds of years and thousands of years! It happened. Our Tang Dynasty has a large population, and one day the land under our feet can no longer support these people. It was ordered by the late emperor to go to sea to find America today, so this first bowl of wine is to the late emperor!"

"Long live my emperor!"

As soon as the words fell, the wine fell down the wine bowl, and at the same time, the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami sounded again.

Li Chengqian took another bowl of wine, and his voice immediately fell silent.

"The second bowl of wine is a toast to the soldiers who went to sea and sacrificed for us to find a place to thrive!"

"Long live, long live, long live!"

The people were excited. The late emperor came down as ordinary soldiers. Most of these soldiers came from commoner families. Those families really died. At this moment, they couldn't help crying, fell to their knees, and kowtowed: "Long live my emperor! Long live, long live! age!"

"This third bowl of wine..."

The voice of the Son of Heaven trembled slightly, choked with sobs, "Let me be selfish for a while, I want to respect my fourth brother Wei Wang Li Tai..."

The wine dripped slowly, "In the second year of Chengyuan, Wei Wangtai asked to go to sea many times. On the way across the Cape of Good Hope, in order to boost morale, he climbed up the mast and unfortunately died. I am not sad, I..."

He took a deep breath, threw the wine bowl down the tower, and roared: "I am proud of my younger brother who is so brave and heroic! Sons, folks, I really know that some of you have sacrificed your sons, and some of your brothers have died." Sacrifice, I can understand your misery! But! Please believe me, I will not let them die in vain! The royal farm in the western suburbs has opened up a cemetery, and it will be completed in a year. Even if only a strand of hair returns home, I will also bury them there, let them rest in peace! And set up a monument for them! For future generations to admire!"

He spread his arms and shouted loudly: "They are heroes! They exchanged their blood and lives for the hope of future generations! The name of the festival will last forever, and the heroes who go to sea will be immortal!"

"Long live, long live, long live!"

The people went crazy, roaring wildly, as if they wanted to vent this sadness together.

"Everyone who is a citizen of the Tang Dynasty who sacrificed for the country and the people is a martyr and can enter the mausoleum of royal heroes! From today on, the parents who lost their children are my parents! Those who lost their brothers are my brothers! Those who lost their husbands are my brothers." My sisters! I will not treat you badly! I will definitely take care of you on behalf of these strong men!"

"His Majesty!"

An old man suddenly pushed away the soldiers, rushed to the gate of Chengtian, knelt down on the ground, weeping, and shouted: "Your Majesty's words, my old man Chen's son died unjustly! The old man is reckless, thank you Your Majesty! En! My son has a spirit in the sky, and he will protect us forever, Your Majesty will live a long life! Long live my emperor!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

Yang Xiaoran watched this scene on the tower, couldn't help wiping away tears, and murmured: "The hearts of the people are available..."

The ancient and solemn rites and music sounded, and people were surprised to find a coffin carried out from the gate of the palace, followed by many others, all holding a coffin-shaped box in their hands.What surprised them the most was that the person in front of them was wearing a bright yellow dragon suit, and when they fixed their eyes again, tears fell down instantly.

It's Your Majesty!
His Majesty is carrying the coffin!
The people holding the box are also princes, princes, princes, and a group of royal family members.

Puff, puff!
The people knelt down one after another, and the emperor lifted the coffin and couldn't help crying.

Li Tang gave these strong men the highest gift in the world.They may be unknown during their lifetime, just a sailor, but they have received unimaginable honors after their death!
The emperor carried the coffin and the clan held the box, which will surely be recorded in the annals of history and touch future generations!
The red silk on the ground seems to have turned into blood, and gradually it will flow into the sea drop by drop. It seems that how this suffering nation has exchanged their feet, hands, and blood for today's peace from generation to generation!
What is under the feet of the emperor is not silk, but the blood of heroes of all ages.

The scene became quiet, people held back their tears and watched this scene.

The rites and music suddenly changed, and people realized that there was an extra row of people under the Chengtian Gate. A person suddenly waved his hands, and a strange tune sounded.

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves, build a new Great Wall with our flesh and blood! The Chinese nation is at its most dangerous time, everyone is forced to make a final roar! Rise up, get up, get up! We are united as one, risking the enemy Forward under fire, forward against enemy fire, forward, forward, forward!"

Everyone felt that the sweat pores opened up in an instant. Although the tune was strange, a majestic momentum rushed towards the face, which made people's blood boil!

Just before they figured out what was going on, they saw the emperor who was carrying the coffin stop, and another soldier stepped forward, holding a red cloth in his hand. The people were confused, what is this going to do? !

(End of this chapter)