Chapter 461: The First Worship to the Temple of Heroes
After thinking about it, Yunxi went to the portrait and tablet of Chen Xing, another man who had a portrait of the hero of the Mobei War in the temple.
Chen Xing was one of Yunxi's first two bodyguards, and his status in Yunxi's heart was unique. In fact, although Chen Xing's final contribution could be regarded as a rescue, his sacrifice did not guarantee that Yunxi would be out of danger.
Originally, it was not enough to be a temple for portraits of heroes.
However, at Yunxi's insistence, Chen Xing still entered the Temple of Meritorious Officials. Although he was not able to enjoy the Ancestral Temple in the end, 'When I pass away in the future, I will definitely let you enjoy my temple.' Yunxi thought.
Yunxi took Wen Yuan's hand and said: "Wenyuan, this was your father's bodyguard back then, and your cousin Yang Feng was my first two bodyguards. During the battle of Mobei more than four years ago, for
I was protecting my father and was killed by the Mongols."
"He was also one of my first confidants. Back then..."
Although Wen Yuan could speak, he could not understand the meaning of Yun Xi's words. Of course Yun Xi knew that he would not understand, but he still said it because he wanted Wen Yuan to remember:
"The country of the Ming Dynasty was conquered and protected by military generals and soldiers who risked their lives. Although their purpose was not always to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, when Taizu first raised his army, it was to stay together and survive, but now it is
Most of them are for promotion and wealth, but when judging a person, you must judge a person by his deeds and regardless of his heart. No matter what their purpose is, since they shed blood for the Ming Dynasty, they must be remembered."
Afterwards, Yunxi took Wen Yuan around to pay homage in the temple of meritorious officials. From time to time, he also introduced someone's life history, focusing on the founding heroes of the Ming Dynasty and those who died in the previous expeditions against Mongolia. Although Wen Yuan was ignorant, he could
Yunxi continued to introduce it persistently. He believed that it would always have some effect and make Wen Yuan remember that the Ming Dynasty was conquered and protected by them.
After leaving the Heroes' Temple, Yunxi told Huang Lu: "When you return to the Qianqing Palace later, remember to remind me to engrave next to the bookshelf: Every first month of the year, you will take the prince to worship the Heroes' Temple and the Yingling Temple."
Yellow Road promises.
Next, Yunxi took Siqi and Miner to the Yingling Temple in the city.
Compared with the Temple of Heroes, the Temple of Heroes is a more popular place to pay homage to those who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty. All those who are not qualified to enter the Temple of Heroes will offer memorial tablets here. Yunxi established this place after he succeeded to the throne. At the beginning, it was
In order to commemorate those who died in the Battle of Mobei, all the memorial tablets that could be collected from those who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty were placed in the temple, and the Chenghuang Temple in the capital hosted regular worship services.
When Yunxi came here, although today was not the day for regular worship in the Chenghuang Temple, there were not many people worshiping here. Now there are many tablets enshrined in the temple, especially those from Jingwei Zhong. There are many.
People who have family members enshrining their tablets here will come to pay their respects.
When Yunxi arrived, the guards naturally started to drive away the crowd to clear the place, but Yunxi stopped them and said, "Just drive away the people in the main hall. They are all family members of those who sacrificed their lives for our Ming Dynasty. Please be polite."
The guards agreed, then walked into the hall and gently drove away the people in the main hall. No one was uncooperative. When everyone heard that His Majesty was coming to worship, they all hurriedly got out of the main hall.
When Yunxi walked into the temple, there was a burst of exclamations from all around, and countless people knelt on the ground, talking at the same time that His Majesty actually came to worship in the Temple of Heroes in person!
"Your Majesty has kept in mind all the ordinary soldiers who died fighting for the Ming Dynasty, paid them pensions, and allowed his son to inherit his position. As the head of the family, you can rest assured underground." A woman holding some sacrificial offerings in her hand wiped
Said with tears.
Yunxi didn't know what people were talking about outside the palace. He looked carefully at the statue of an ordinary Ming soldier carved by the most skilled craftsmen in front of him. He bowed four times, burned a stick of incense, and said something to Wen Yuan.
He also bowed four times, burned a stick of incense, and then walked out of the Temple of Heroes.
When he walked out, suddenly there was some commotion outside. The guards suddenly became nervous. Song Qingshu, the most skilled guard present, immediately pushed through the crowd and walked over.
When Song Qingshu walked to the commotion, he saw several strong women and half-grown children chasing two scholar-looking people, and he didn't know why.
Song Qingshu immediately stepped forward to stop him. When several women saw that he was wearing guard uniforms, they did not dare to make a mistake and could only stop.
Song Qingshu asked: "Why exactly? Why are you chasing these two scholars?"
One of the women said: "My lord, he just spoke ill of my head."
Song Qingshu was even more puzzled: Why would someone say something rude to your family when they are doing well?
Another half-year-old child, who probably had read books and spoke in an organized manner, stepped forward to explain to Song Qingshu. It turned out that these two scholar-looking people passed by here today, and when they saw Yunxi coming to worship him in person, they said somewhat unhappily: "
It's just a few Qiuba, but they still worship in person. Your Majesty is really..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, someone on the side heard him, and then these women and half-grown children came up and beat the two of them.
Song Qingshu knew what happened, asked the two beaten people a few words, returned to Yunxi, and told Yunxi about the matter.
"The two people who were beaten were scholars who went to Beijing to take the exam this year. They came out to relax during the Chinese New Year and happened to meet here on the way." Song Qingshu finally added.
Yunxi sneered and said: "Pass my oral instructions to the Ministry of Rites, depriving them of the title of civil servant, and not allowing them to take part in the imperial examination or enter the Imperial Academy."
Then Yunxi stopped paying attention to these two people, turned around and left.
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The two scholars knew their fate on the spot. Although Yunxi's voice was not loud, the guards could hear it clearly. After that, everyone present also knew, and the two scholars naturally knew it too.
The two of them were sitting by the roadside, checking each other's injuries, when they heard their tragic ending, and they immediately became depressed. The people who were looking at them angrily just now were no longer angry anymore, and left laughing.
One of them burst into tears: "My family has spent a lot of money to support me in my studies. I finally passed the imperial examination last year and got government subsidies. My family was a little more relaxed, but now it's gone! It's all you, Mai Guoze, you."
It would have been fine if I hadn’t said that.”
Although Mai Guoze didn't cry, his face was gloomy and scary: "Aisu, please don't blame me. How did I know that a casual word could cause such a big disaster."
Aisu held her hands and cried. After a while, Mai Guoze said: "Crying, what's the use of crying? Don't embarrass yourself here, go back to the inn first, and then discuss other matters."
Aisu cried and said: "What else can be done? Isn't it possible to go to the palace gate to cry and ask for His Majesty's pardon?"
Mai Guoze said: "That is useless. But no matter what, you must not go back to your hometown. If you go back to your hometown, you will definitely be beaten to death by your tribe. It is really impossible to stay in the capital. The capital has a large population, and as long as you can speak Mandarin, you will generally not check it.
Lu Yin, it just so happens that the two of us have studied Mandarin so hard that we can stay in the capital and make a living."
"If it really doesn't work out, you can still go to Shanghai and work as a bookkeeper."