Ming Zuo

Chapter 594 The Motherland Will Not Forget
"You seven out of three?"

"What are you thinking? Seven for him, three for me."

"Shabby!"

"Making money, business, is not shabby. Some people can't make it if they want to."

There is a bright future in the matter of trade with Ma Fan.

Tokugawa Iemitsu was very annoyed by this matter, and issued a strict order not to do business with Ma Fan.

Liao Zhongjian originally thought that this matter was over.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the pocket watch made in Shandong, Matsudaira Nobuzuna decisively stated that he would intervene in this business.

Although General Ooku wanted to lock the country wholeheartedly, he was also a loyal implementer of this policy.

But who would have trouble with money?
It's perfectly possible to carry out the orders of General O'o while doing business at the same time.

And because the country is locked down, this business must earn more.

Just don't let General Oo know.

Zong Yicheng was very transparent, and immediately understood that Qicheng had to give up.

He was not angry or sorry.

Because even if only [-]% is left, it will be profitable.

"The scenery around Te Niuzaki is beautiful. When Liao Jun comes again in the future, he can come here to enjoy it."

In just one sentence, even the location of the transaction has been clarified.

After all, Ma Fan belonged to the Zong family, and it was not good to trade in the open, but smuggling was not just random?

Liao Zhongjian understood and raised his glass.

"May our friendship last forever."

Zong Yicheng imitated his way and said with a smile: "Mr. Liao will always be my friend."

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Tomb-sweeping day, doubly homesick.

"mother!"

Linqing, Zuozhuang, a quiet courtyard was broken by the voice of the girl Huang Ying.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl ran in, in a hurry.

In the courtyard, a middle-aged woman was preparing joss sticks, yellow paper, and tributes. Seeing her come in, she couldn't help saying angrily: "Look at you, you are already a big girl, and you are still so unstable. How will your husband's family suffer when you get married in the future?" Got it?"

The girl ran over and helped her clean up together.

"Then it's better not to marry. My father is gone, and I will accompany my mother for the rest of my life."

"What nonsense are you talking about? There is no reason for a girl not to get married? Your father knows it, so let's see if he is angry with you?"

The girl pouted.

"It's good that Dad is still here. Why is our family here? Look at the others, everyone is amazing. Only Dad is stupid and has to work hard. Now that he is gone, who remembers him?"

The woman's expression changed.

"What's wrong with you? Without your father's death, how could our mother and father be where we are today? You forgot when your father and mother took you and almost starved to death? Nowadays, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and you can still study. How dare you think about it before?"

The girl was very wronged.

"If Dad didn't die, he would be a general now. I just want to look at other people's prestige, and it's not worth replacing Dad."

The woman couldn't help crying.

"This is fate!"

For a while, the mother and daughter cried at each other.

It took a long time before the woman regained her composure.

"Let's go, it's getting late."

The girl also knew that it had caused her mother's sadness, so she didn't dare to say anything, and followed her mother out of the house, walking all the way.

Soon after, we came to the New Army Martyrs Cemetery.

The soldiers guarding here became solemn when they saw them approaching.

"salute!"

The girl stared blankly at the reverence in the soldier's eyes, and couldn't help muttering softly.

"Only they remember Dad."

Today's martyrs' cemetery is no longer deserted as before.

Rows of white tombstones stretch endlessly, and I'm afraid no one wants this.

The mother and daughter walked around the cemetery and finally arrived at the place.

But what surprised them was that there was still someone in front of the tomb.

It was a tall and resolute figure, silently watching the tombstone.

The stone platform in front of the tombstone was even more filled with offerings.

The green smoke from the incense candles lingers, like the loyal soul of a martyr.

"Uncle Jia!"

The girl's heart felt hot, and she couldn't help calling out.

The man woke up and turned around, it was Jia Yunzhi.

"Ouch, sister-in-law and daughter-in-law are here!"

The woman's heart is also warm.

"I heard that the army is busy now, why did you come here?"

Jia Yunzhi helped arrange the offerings.

"No matter how busy you are, you can't forget Big Brother. Without him, how could our artillery be where we are today?"

The girl took out a towel and wiped the tombstone carefully, and couldn't hold back the words in her heart.

"Uncle Jia still remembers my father now!"

Jia Yunzhi was taken aback.

"How do you say that?"

The girl pointed at the sacrifice in front of the tombstone and said angrily, "Only Uncle Jia visits Daddy every year."

Only then did Jia Yunzhi understand, and he couldn't help laughing.

"You girl. I didn't arrange these things. I'm a poor man. I can't even support myself. How can I afford so many good things?"

Hearing that the mountains of sacrifices were not made by Jia Yunzhi, both mother and daughter were astonished.

"It's the commander in chief."

Jia Yunzhi gave the answer.

"He comes every year. Not only will he come to visit the elder brother, but the commander will also walk around the entire cemetery."

The girl's eyes became hot.

"Commander... still remember Daddy?"

Jia Yunzhi sighed and said: "The commander-in-chief is a long-lasting person. He will never forget everyone here. He once said that what he fears most is that the people who come later live a good life, but forget the heroes here. .”

The girl has fallen into chaos.

The real situation discovered today gave her a great shock.

I thought that after my father died, the family would be supported by the mother and daughter.Even though Dad sacrificed heroically, it has been forgotten by people.

Unexpectedly, the high-ranking commander actually remembered.

Always remember.

After the worship, the girl searched all the way, and finally saw the figure of Zuo Menggeng in the deepest part of the cemetery.

At this time, Zuo Menggeng was sitting in front of several tombstones, humming something.

Beside him, only Zuo Fu was there.

Girls are a little afraid of Zuo Fu.

In other words, no one is not afraid of Zuo Fu.

But at this moment, Zuo Fu had tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't wipe it off no matter how hard he wiped it.

After the girl approached, she heard Zuo Menggeng singing.

A song that I have never heard before, but it is very nice.

Who am I in the vast sea of ​​people?

Who am I in the surging waves

in the army that liberated the world

That's me who gave silently

In the long river of brilliant career

I am the one who is always running...

She noticed that when Zuo Menggeng sang, his hands were always touching the tombstone, and his eyes were also flushed.

"Commander..."

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Menggeng interrupted him.

"You used to call me uncle."

"Left... Uncle Zuo..."

The girl's plain face was flushed and she was very ashamed.

I complained in my heart.

"You're not much older than me."

"Uncle Zuo, who are they?"

There are only simple names on those tombstones, no place of origin, no position, no unit affiliation.

Just looking at it is quite confusing.

Zuo Menggeng stroked these tombstones carefully, as if he was trying to appease the heroic soul.

"Them? They are the greatest heroes."

The girl doesn't understand.

"Then what have they done?"

Zuo Menggeng tried to smile.

"This...it's a secret. Maybe it will take a while before people will know."

The girl was silent.

I don't know why, looking at those monotonous tombstones, I suddenly realized that my father didn't seem so pitiful anymore.

Under the holy sunlight, the names on those tombstones were, for some reason, firmly engraved in her heart.

【Tomb of Duan Zhixin】

【Xu Congjiu's Tomb】

【Tomb of Guan Shanyue】

【Tomb of Wei Yifang】

………………

Reminiscent of the song Zuo Menggeng sang just now, the girl suddenly smiled, as beautiful as a winter jasmine.

No matter how many complaints, no matter how much dissatisfaction, now all dissipated in the wind!

(End of this chapter)