coobybook Chapter 133 The first emperor led the way to heaven on foot, and the generals accompanied him to sen
Chapter 133 The first emperor led the way to heaven on foot, and the generals accompanied him to sen
Seeing Ying Yu's eager expression, Brother Zheng felt a little surprised.
Although Yu'er is usually out of tune, he never delays his business.
Now that the auspicious time for the canonization ceremony is about to pass, he still holds the tripod tightly.
Could it be that what he is holding on his head is really Jiuding?
"Come up!"
Brother Zheng looked at the sweating Ying Yu and said helplessly.
Upon hearing this, Ying Yu quickly walked up to the high platform holding the dragon-patterned red tripod.
"Father, can you give me a way?"
Coming to the high platform, Ying Yu looked at Brother Zheng innocently.
If it wasn't for the occasion, Brother Zheng really wanted to go up and slap Ying Yu.
In desperation, he could only stand aside.
Seeing that brother Zheng didn't make things difficult for him anymore, Ying Yu was relieved.
Then he quickly placed the dragon-patterned red tripod on the position designated by the system.
[Ding dong--Congratulations to the host for successfully placing the dragon-patterned red tripod in the territory of Daqin, and the national luck has increased slightly. 】
Hearing the prompt from the system, Ying Yu's hanging heart finally let go.
"This tripod, is it really Jiuding?"
Brother Zheng looked at Ying Yu suspiciously, and at the same time murmured in his heart.
Now that they are getting closer, Brother Zheng immediately felt the extraordinaryness of this big cauldron.
But how extraordinary it is can't be said.
In short, it feels very mysterious.
"Father, if you don't believe me, you can find someone to try it!"
Brother Zheng nodded, "I'll talk about the test trip later, and hold the canonization ceremony first."
As Brother Zheng's voice fell, the much-anticipated canonization ceremony began.
First, Brother Zheng read the sacrificial rites to sacrifice to heaven and earth, and then the Taimiao worshiped ancestors and so on.
After a set of procedures, Ying Yu didn't do anything wrong, but the officials were very troubled.
Several old men with white beards fainted.
"Is this really the dragon pattern red tripod?"
"Is it fake? It is rumored that the Jiuding weighs ten thousand catties. If this is really one of the Jiuding, how can this high platform hold it?"
After the canonization ceremony was over, Brother Zheng led Wang Jian and others around the dragon-patterned red tripod.
"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it."
"Your Majesty, the last general requests to try the cauldron!"
Brother Zheng looked at Wang Jian who was eager to try, and shook his head directly.
"Go and find some strong guards."
"promise!"
When Zhang Han heard the words, he immediately took orders and left.
After a while, he came over with a few big-armed guards.
"If any of you can lift this cauldron, I will reward you a lot!"
When they heard this, they immediately became excited.
Ying Yu, who was standing aside watching the show, had a smile on his lips.
With just these few items, do you still want to hold a dragon-patterned red tripod?
It is estimated that he was so tired that he vomited blood, and he couldn't move the dragon-patterned red cauldron even an inch.
The result was the same as what Ying Yu had guessed.
With the joint efforts of several people, they couldn't move the dragon-patterned red tripod even an inch.
This shocked the onlookers.
"Is this cauldron really the legendary Jiuding?"
Even Brother Zheng showed surprise on his face, and said in a little thought:
"Go find more people."
Following Brother Zheng's order, Zhang Han recruited dozens of people this time.
But the result is still the same, the joint efforts of dozens of people can't make the dragon pattern red tripod move even a tiny bit.
Brother Zheng, who doesn't believe in evil, seems to be on a par with Longwen Chiding.
Ten people couldn't do it, so a hundred people were called.
But the result is still not working.
Lily worked together, and even the pole for lifting the tripod was broken, but the tripod still remained motionless.
"Jiuding, this is definitely Jiuding!"
"That's right, it's so heavy, it must be Jiuding."
Feng Quji, Meng Yi and others shouted excitedly.
I don't know how many people regret that the Jiuding, which represents the symbol of royal power, was lost in Surabaya.
Now that Jiuding has reappeared, what this means is self-evident.
"The crown prince has meritorious service in presenting the Nine Tripods, and will be rewarded with ten thousand gold!"
After finishing the words, Brother Zheng stretched out his hand to caress the body of the tripod, and didn't intend to talk to Ying Yu at all.
Ying Yu on the side curled his lips, is the prince missing your old man's ten thousand gold?
"Father, my son and minister will leave first when it's getting late.". Seven
Brother Zheng nodded, then said coldly:
"To bury the soldiers who died in battle tomorrow, if you come late again, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Don't dare, don't dare!"
Ying Yu waved his hands quickly, and then trotted away from Xianyang Palace.
The next day, early morning!
The First Emperor Yingzheng left Xianyang City on foot and walked towards the Martyrs Cemetery.
Behind Ying Zheng, a group of lieutenant generals such as Ying Yu, Wang Jian, and Wang Li followed closely.
After that, there was a soldier in black armor.
Among these soldiers are the iron eagle warriors, the soldiers in the battle, the black ice platform, the Jinyiwei, the county guards, and the frontier soldiers.
They were supposed to be holding swords, but now they were holding tablets one by one.
Today the first emperor wins the throne and wants to see off the soldiers who died in battle in person.
The first emperor led the way to heaven on foot, and the generals accompanied him to send off the heroic souls.
As an emperor, Ying Zheng actually had to personally preside over the burial ceremony for the soldiers who died in battle.
For the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty, this is a supreme honor.
After all the soldiers, there are officials and countless people.
Brother Zheng didn't ask all the officials to accompany him this time, but they still came, and none of them was absent.
And the people in Xianyang City spontaneously followed behind the send-off team.
After walking for a whole morning, all the people arrived at the Martyrs Cemetery.
When he came to the Martyrs Cemetery, Shi Huang slowly turned around and looked at the tablets in front of him.
Bow down.
"I want to thank you all, Daqin would not be where it is today without you, it is you who guarded Daqin with your own lives."
"What I can do is to let you have no worries after death."
Having said that, Shi Huang paused slightly, glanced at everyone, and then said loudly:
"In the Battle of Yanmen Pass, our Daqin soldiers were not afraid of powerful enemies, fought bravely and wiped out 18 enemies, and killed 23000!"
"In the Battle of the Grassland, the soldiers who fell into the battle Yang Wo Daqin Guowei defeated the Huns' court, wiped out more than 9182 enemies, and killed [-] people in battle."
"There is also my Daqin Iron Cavalry, who destroyed 3200 enemies under the Yin Mountain and killed [-] people."
"35382 soldiers defended the glory of the Great Qin with their lives, and destroyed the barbarians of the Huns with their blood."
"Now I officially confer the title of martyr on these 35382 soldiers, and they will be buried in the martyr's cemetery in the tomb, where they will be worshiped by the world."
After the words fell, Shi Huang bowed again.
And then continued loudly:
"Today I will issue a decree. From now on, all the soldiers who died in the Great Qin will have their families exempted from hard labor.
Those with children at home can be sent to the Royal Academy for reading and literacy without any fees. "
After Shihuang's words fell, the crowd suddenly boiled up.
All the officials, soldiers and common people were shocked.
Even Meng Yi and the others were dumbfounded.
Because they didn't know that His Majesty the First Emperor would issue such a decree.
How many soldiers died every year in Daqin?
At least a few thousand.
If there is a big war, a dozen or two 10,000+ people may die.
It is good to say that the labor is good, but the children of the soldiers who died in the war are sent to the Royal Academy for free, and the cost of this will be astronomical.
This is undoubtedly worse for the not-so-rich Daqin treasury!
All the officials were frowning.
But Shi Huang didn't mean to explain at all.
"Send the martyrs to burial!"
Following the first emperor's order, the craftsmen who had been waiting for a long time began to get busy.
As the names were engraved on the stone tablets one by one, armor and weapons were buried in the tomb one by one.
"Why don't you say that you have no clothes? The same robes as your son. Wang Yuxing's teacher, repair my spear. I share the same hatred with my son!
Qi said without clothes?Tongze with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Work with the son!
Do you say no clothes?Dress with your son.Wang Yuxing made his division, repair my armor.Walk with your son! "
I don't know who started it.
At this moment, all the soldiers in the cemetery are singing the song "Qin Feng Wuyi"