In fact, the Han Dynasty has never forgotten the sacrifices made by these heroes for the Han Dynasty.
In places such as Zhongshan outside Jiankang Prefecture and Zhongnan Mountain outside Chang'an City, the Han Dynasty all had shrines of heroes and martyrs. The names of all soldiers with surnames would be carved on the walls, even if their names and places of origin could no longer be found.
The soldiers will also have their own place on the wall. The blank space and the place where they died can also represent the mourning and commemoration of them by future generations.
But in the activities of worshiping heaven and earth and ancestors that the emperor personally presided over, if these people were also sacrificed, wouldn't it mean that they were placed in the same important position as heaven and earth and the ancestors of the Han Dynasty?
Even if this tablet is placed on the right, many veterans object to it.
But in the end, they were stopped by Li Xinchen's words.
"The flames of heaven and earth bless me as a great man. My ancestors passed down my bloodline. Without the sacrifice of such heroes, how could we be the great man we are today just by you and me? The unified world should let him enjoy the incense in peace to comfort his soul in heaven."
Yes, without the sacrifices of these people, the Han Dynasty today would not be possible. In other words, if these people had not fallen, the ones who fell might have been all of you here. So now they naturally have
This qualification to enjoy sacrifices is earned with blood.
At the same time, the Han Dynasty attached great importance to the sacrifice of these martyrs. In the army, the chief administrators often used the deeds of the martyrs to encourage and persuade the soldiers to fight bravely against the enemy.
Now that the Han Dynasty has unified the country, it is natural that they should be formally sacrificed on such a grand occasion to comfort their spirits in heaven. At the same time, it is also to tell all the Han soldiers and people that the imperial court is not just one person, but a family.
The emperor's court, the Han Dynasty is not only the emperor's Han Dynasty.
This is a country, and this is a country that requires everyone to fight with blood to defend. Everyone is a part of this country.
When they act to defend this country, they can enjoy the glory gained from their struggle during their lifetime, and they can also be praised and commemorated by future generations after their death.
In other words, this is to make everyone realize that fighting to defend this country is necessary and worthwhile.
When it comes to talking about this, naturally even if everyone is dissatisfied, they can't say anything else. If they continue to say it, they really want to put themselves in opposition to His Majesty, who loves the people like a son, the big Han soldiers, and all the people in the world.
Therefore, these five tablets appear on the altar like this, which may not be in compliance with etiquette.
Xu Shanxin's voice was sonorous and powerful as he recited the memorial poem written by Pei Yi.
Li Xingchen, on the other hand, quietly watched the passing clouds in the sky and scanned his surroundings with his peripheral vision.
Facing east from here, there is the south bank of the endless river, the land of the Central Plains that has nurtured this nation for thousands of generations.
From here to the north, there is the rolling Beimang, which is war and death, and is the final destination of many people.
To the south from here is the long Luoshui. Many years ago, the Jian'an talent met the God of Luoshui here and left a moving poem. Now on the shore of Luoshui, the new Luoyang City is in full swing.
With the construction of this place, it will become the new capital of the Han Dynasty and the center of the entire unified empire. Countless academies and so on are also being built. The thousand-year cultural heritage will last forever.
This is the land that a certain man conquered with his own hands. This is the land that belongs to the Han Dynasty. This is also the land that belongs to generations of descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties.
Throwing heads and blood, ten years of bloody battles, ten years of reunion, and finally today!
Xu Shanxin's voice was already a little excited, and he read the last sentence: "Your Majesty said: establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations. Now I wish to comfort millions of living people.
Heaven and earth, please comfort the saints and sages who come and go, the world is at peace, and there will be peace for all eternity!"
"Four Sentences on the Hengqu", in Li Xingchen's view, are a good explanation of what a qualified imperial ruler needs to do. One's own selfish desires will only bring destruction, and only by incorporating all people and the world into one's thinking can the world be brought to an end.
This country has prospered forever.
Li Xingchen believed that a detached boss like Mr. Zhang Hengqu wouldn't mind putting these four sentences to use first.
In fact, most of the entire memorial text is full of gorgeous words, praising Li Xinchen for his efforts over the past ten years. Of course, the hard work His Majesty has put in is worthy of these praises, but for Li Xinchen, the praise brought by
Regardless of the sense of honor or pride, it is only temporary after all. He must express to heaven and earth, to his ancestors, to the heroes, and to the people all over the world who can also read the entire memorial in the newspaper tomorrow, what he really wants to do.
, and what do you really want everyone to cooperate with you to achieve?
In short, we should not forget the sufferings of the past, inherit the Chinese spirit, and safeguard peace today.
This is not only the spirit that an emperor should have, but also the spirit that every Chinese son and daughter should have. The continuation of the nation and the strength of the country never depend on one person, but on millions of people.
After Xu Shanxin read the memorial text, there was still an excited look on his face.
Having known His Majesty for so many years, he knew that there was nothing wrong with the four sentences His Majesty said today. This is indeed what Your Majesty has done over the years.
"Your Majesty, please offer incense." Xu Shanxin took a step away.
The waiter standing at the entrance of the altar hurriedly brought the incense over and was about to light it. Li Xingchen waved his hand, took it, lit it himself and inserted it into the incense burner.
The wind on the altar has been much lighter than in the morning, but it still blows the wisps of smoke into the distance. The smoke envelopes the tablet and has not dissipated. It seems that the gods and heroic souls on the tablet are really...
As if he had come to life with the help of the smoke, he looked at the vast world for a long time, and also looked at the figure in front of him.
A gust of wind blew up, and these wisps of smoke drifted into the fields outside the altar, dissipating without a trace.
But Li Xingchen knew that the heroic souls should drift away with the wind to see the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and the peaceful and prosperous age that their flesh and blood brought.
After saluting solemnly, Li Xinchen turned and left the altar.
The next step is to canonize the prince.
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Li Canghai, the eldest son of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, also put on costumes and stood in front of the ancestral temple under the altar.
With his back to the ancestral temple and facing the Luoyang Martyrs' Shrine, he quietly waited for his father to complete the sacrifice.
When Li Xingchen's figure appeared at the entrance of the altar again, the silence between heaven and earth was instantly broken by the roar of mountains and tsunami.
"Long live my emperor, long live the emperor!" the people cheered in unison.
Li Canghai was obviously a little nervous and pinched his sleeves.
Lechang, who was standing next to him, watched Li Xingchen's figure getting closer and closer, and called out in a low voice: "Canghai."
"Queen mother?" Li Canghai shuddered.
"Have you seen your father?" Lechang said softly.
Li Canghai was young after all, and he didn't know why his mother asked, so he stammered: "Look, I saw it, my mother."