Iron Dynasty

In the scorching sun, the sound of cicadas rang out from the branches of the trees, disturbing people's minds.

Fei Yue'er frowned slightly. She had read through history books since she was a child. She knew well the humiliating history of foreign invasions. Although she was a daughter, she had many men's expectations for the country and the prosperity of the nation.

It doesn't matter whether she wants to marry the Prince of Qi, but Pan Yuqi's words made her quite unhappy.

No one has a conscience, he can't slander the great victory of Cangzhou, and slander the king of Qi who is guarding the city in Cangzhou at this time.

She said lightly: "Cousin, please come back. How is the future of King Qi? I have my destiny, and I am not very comfortable, so I will go back to rest. I hope my cousin will spend more time on studying in the future instead of I wasted time here every day."

When Pan Yu heard the words, his face turned pale again, Fei Yue'er was rushing people and told him not to come again.

He said: "Cousin, you have to believe me, I do it for your own good."

After that, Pan Yu sighed and turned and left.

Seeing Pan Yu walking away, Xiaohuan muttered: "No matter how unbearable King Qi is, he is better than you. Who doesn't know about your spending time outside."

"Little ring." Fei Yue'er's voice was stern.

Xiaohuan is her personal maid, but after all, she is just a slave. If this is heard by others, Xiaohuan will inevitably be punished.

Gently put the newspaper in her hand back to the original place, Fei Yueer gently shook her head, and walked back with the ring.

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In Chang'an City, the sensation caused by newspapers has just begun. At this time, newspapers are really hard to find. Businessmen from Qingzhou are surrounded by merchants, scholars, and officials.

"Everyone, don't grab, don't grab." A Qingzhou businessman smiled.

He was originally an ordinary scholar in Qingzhou, because his family was poor, he wanted to do business to subsidize his family.

When King Qi returned from victory, the whole Qingzhou was in joy, and every household was celebrating the Chinese New Year.

After the newspaper that published the Cangzhou Guarding War came out the next day, the newspaper was even looted.

When he thought about it, this battle of Cangzhou was not only a matter for King Qi, but also a matter for the Great Yu Kingdom, especially Chang'an.

So he borrowed a large sum of money from a friend and bought a thousand newspapers to Chang'an City.

When he came to the most lively Qujiang Pool in Chang'an City, he was surrounded by the "Qingzhou Newspaper" as soon as he shouted out.

He was almost scared to run away, but seeing these people rushing over with the silver in his hand, he suddenly calmed down, thinking that it would be worth it to let the silver blow to death.

However, this newspaper was so popular that he didn't dare to sell it too expensive. After all, Qingzhou only had three or four pennies for a newspaper. In the end, he decided one or two pennies.

But even so, these thousands of newspapers were sold out in an instant, and even some scholars bought hundreds of them.

The newspapers were sold out, and the scholar looked at the pile of silver in front of him.

This is real gold and silver. He is worried about silver for the first time now. This thousand taels is not a silver ticket.

These thousands of taels were calculated based on the catties issued by Qingzhou when it purchased grain this year, but it was 100 catties. How could he be able to move a person without the power to hold a chicken? This is really a happy pain.

But happier than Yinzi was that he suddenly felt an unprecedented respect.

These Chang'an scholars have always looked down upon the scholars from Qingzhou, and every year he goes to Beijing to rush for an exam, he is often scolded by people for such bad words as Tian Shenu.

But at this time, the scholars who surrounded him were very envious, and kept asking more details about this great victory in Cangzhou.

This made him suddenly feel a sense of pride, the pride of being Qi Zimin.

For the first time, he began to wonder whether he would continue to go to Beijing to rush the exam. Perhaps staying in Qingzhou is also a good choice.

Even if he can't fly in the officialdom in the future... He looked at the silver on the ground, it is not bad to make some silver.

He was thinking, and suddenly saw a group of powerful children arguing about something, as if they were about to fight.

Listening carefully, he couldn't help laughing. It turned out that when these powerful children were arguing that Xiao Ming was in Chang'an, which of them had the closest relationship with Xiao Ming, and he looked very familiar with King Qi.

He shook his head, thinking that if King Qi knew that there was a heated discussion about him in this city of Chang'an, he would not know what it would be like.

But in his opinion, I am afraid that the maverick King Qi will not care what these people talk about him. The maverick has always been the style of Qi King.

And as he thought, Xiao Ming didn't have time to care about Chang'an's reaction.

At this time, Qingzhou was enveloped by a slightly heavy atmosphere after a brief celebration.

Unlike the scorching sun in Chang'an, it was raining drizzle in Qingzhou at this time.

If it were before, the people had been hiding at home in such days, but today, the muddy streets of Qingzhou City are full of people.

In this great victory in Cangzhou, Cangzhou City was kept, the food of the people was kept, the pockets of the merchants were kept, and the stability of the six states was kept.

But behind the victory, how many soldiers lost their lives and how many parents lost their children.

Victory is worth celebrating, but soldiers who won and lost their lives will also be remembered forever.

So after a short rest, Xiao Ming decided to bury the soldiers who died in this battle in a specially designated tomb of martyrs, so that the people will always remember these martyrs who died in the fight against the barbarians.

For this era, this has never happened, but Xiao Ming thinks it is necessary.

Because this is not only to commemorate the dead soldiers, but also to inspire hatred of each soldier against the barbarians, and to make thousands of people understand that their deaths are glorious, their deaths are worth remembering, and history should not be forgotten. Those ordinary warriors who shed their blood for the nation.

They are dead, but they still live in everyone's heart. Although the body is destroyed, the spirit remains forever.

On the street, the Qingzhou Army soldiers lined up in two neatly arranged groups walked silently and slowly outside the city.

In the middle, the soldiers carried the dead soldiers with heavy steps.

On both sides, UU reading www.uukanshu. The family members of the com dead soldier were crying in sorrow, which moved the people who came to see them off.

Xiao Ming, Niu Ben, Lu Fei and Luo Xin were walking at the forefront of the team. At this time, they all wore the armor of the Qingzhou Army and walked like ordinary soldiers.

They also carried the body of a Qingzhou Army soldier.

At this time, facing these fallen soldiers, there was no respect between them, only the friendship between them.

The soldiers pressed their lips tightly, their eyes fixed on the four highest-ranking generals who were walking in front, and a wave of blood was flowing in their hearts.

Once upon a time, ordinary soldiers like them could enjoy such a privilege. They thought that even if they died in battle, they would have no regrets.

And those young people who have not yet joined the army are full of anger towards the barbarians, and many people clenched their fists.

Waiting for the army to recruit soldiers next time, they must join the army to avenge these dead soldiers.

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