When the boat arrived at the dock, a group of old guys got off the boat muttered. What they saw was a huge building more than ten feet tall standing in the square not far away.

"What is that?" There are rare buildings in Chang'an City that are higher than Tai Chi Palace. These ten feet tall can be regarded as the only few, which makes the old guys very curious.

"This is a monument. Below the monument is the Tang Dynasty's Heroes Hall. Do you want to go and see it?" Li Chengqian was the last to get off the boat and pointed to the huge stone building in the distance: "It is the only completed building in the entire military academy."

"Hero Soul Palace? What is that?" an old guy asked.

"All those who died on the battlefield or have made outstanding contributions to the Tang Dynasty will be included in the Hero Soul Hall." Li Chengqian looked at the huge stone tablet from afar, slightly stunning.

This huge stone tablet was built by him imitating the later hero monument, for the tens of thousands of soldiers from the Tang Dynasty who followed him to Liaodong but ended up dead in a foreign country.

"Go and have a look!" The old guys put away the playful expressions on their faces.

Since ancient times, the Central Plains has had a tradition of the death as the most important thing. The three words "Hero Soul Palace" reminded the old guys of those comrades who had been through life and death on the battlefield, and their faces were very heavy.

...

The roads in the military academy were all cement roads, and they were swept spotlessly.

Moreover, every road here is straight, even if there are occasional intersections, they are perpendicular to each other. This is the case in all places in the entire campus, without any curvature.

"Soldiers should move forward bravely, rather than seek in the straight line than asking for it." An old guy asked Li Chengqian why this is the case here, and Xiao Li explained so.

"Yes, this should be the case for the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty." The old guy nodded with satisfaction when he heard Li Chengqian's explanation, and looked quite approving.

"What is that?" On the way to the Hero Soul Hall, Yuchi Gong became interested in the statues next to him.

"The moon was bright in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty was passive. People had not returned from the Long March, but they were allowed to fly to Longcheng, so they would not teach Hu horses to cross Yinshan!" Chai Shao stood in front of a statue with a bent bow and angrily blasted. He looked at the poems engraved on the base of the statue and then said thoughtfully: "Flying General Longcheng, is this the statue of Li Guang, the flying general of the year?"

Li Chengqian stepped forward slowly, bowed to the statue first, and then said, "My uncle is well-informed and remembered, Chengqian admires it!"

"You filled this poem? It's so imposing! It's so bold!" Chai Shao was also a romantic young man in the Sui Dynasty. The good and bad poems can be seen at a glance.

"My uncle is too rewarded!" Li Chengqian bowed his hand, looking very proud.

But I just copied some poems on it. I thought that they were all from the military academy and would not have any big impact. Now it seems that there will be another storm.

"Come on, come on, look at this, there is still here." After seeing Li Guang's statue, a group of people came to a statue that looked far away with a wooden stick.

"Guess who this is." An old man asked.

"Outside the frontier, I looked at my hometown, but I had not seen the Great Wall long. I hoped that the flying geese would send a letter to you, and I was sad to shout the setting sun to the sky."

"The Guzheng plays the Qing Autumn Festival, and the iron man is still sad without tears. But if this body can serve the country, where is Suzhou and Hangzhou in the world?"

There was still a poem under the statue, but the person was confused. Several old guys with some knowledge came together to frown and meditate. Suddenly, one glanced at the statue, and a flash of inspiration in his mind: "I understand, this person must be Su Wu! Boy, is it right?"

The last sentence was asked by Li Chengqian, and it was in return for Comrade Xiao Li bowing to the statue, which was exactly the same as the action he had just taken in front of Li Guang's statue, which showed that the old guy guessed it right.

...

As we walked and watched and guessed, the old guys quickly forgot about the revolver he had just been thinking about on the boat.

Old Master Yuchi asked with emotion: "Boy, why are there no statues of us here?"

Hum? This question is so embarrassing! Li Chengqian opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer it for a moment. Instead, the Cheng Fairy beside him helped him to relieve his siege: "Yuchi Laohei, it's easy to want to make a statue of himself. I wiped my neck with a knife, and you will be here soon!"

"That's right, Lao Hei, you don't even look at it. The sculptures here have been dead for hundreds of years. We are living well now, so what should we do if we have to do a statue!"

A group of old guys made fun of Yuchi, but Chai Shao and several others were thinking about it. From time to time, they looked back at the statues on both sides of the road. They had to admire Li Chengqian's scheming.

These old guys are all used to life and death, and may not be very interested in statues or other things. They just think it's a fun time after watching it.

But what about those young people? Even the old guys were excited to read those touching poems, let alone those young people.

Those young people look at these things every day almost like brainwashing. Over time, they will naturally regard killing enemies and serving the country as their motto. When these military academy students graduate, they will not worry about not having a strong teacher.

Awesome, awesome! It turns out that none of the Li family’s species is easy to bully!

...

I walked and stopped, and the Hero Soul Hall was already looking at me. When everyone stood on the front of the towering monument, they found that there were actually several large gilded characters engraved on it: The Hero Soul of the Tang Dynasty will be immortal, forever, and will be remembered forever.

"This... seems to be the work of Your Majesty?!" Hou Junji looked up for a long time and said with some uncertainty.

"Even if His Majesty's work is done, only His Majesty can write such grand words." Chai Shao continued.

"Let's wait for a while to worship." Someone suddenly suggested.

"It should be like this!"

...

The incense table and candles are ready, and nearly 10,000 Tang soldiers who participated in the construction and training in the military academy were also lined up around the square.

There is no such thing as the offerings of the Three Lives, not because it is impossible to get it, but because Li Chengqian is not qualified to conduct such a grand ceremony. Unless he wants to rebel now, he will never conduct such a grand ceremony.

Under the gaze of nearly 10,000 people, Li Chengqian took the lead in posing a incense stick, silently looked up at the tall stone tablet, and suddenly pulled out the knife from his waist like a nerve, and scratched his arm while everyone was caught off guard.

While the blood was shallow, he shouted to the sky: "My Li Chengqian, I have established this Hero Soul Hall in the name of the King of Qin of the Tang Dynasty. I hope that all the heroes will reunite here and enjoy the blood food of the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years! Your heroes are not far away, and your souls will return!"

More than ten old guys did not expect that Li Chengqian would really be able to worship "blood food". They all changed color. Without thinking, they pulled out their weapons and slashed over the back of their hands, and blood dripped into dust.

"Crash..." The armor sounded, the sword was unsheathed, and countless soldiers from the Tang Dynasty around them were half kneeling on the ground...

The dark red liquid almost dyed the entire square red, and the sound of the soul returning sounded through the sky.

I thought it was a small sacrifice, but in the end it was no worse than the high sacrifice.

...

After the festival, the old guys packed up and began to patrol around the military academy. Finally, at the training ground, the old guys finally discovered something that moved them - new artillery.

Seeing the targets standing more than a thousand steps away from the bomb were blown to pieces, the old guys rushed all the soldiers who were training and had a lot of fun in person.

Li Chengqian hugged his injured arm and hid far away, secretly hated himself in the pain of heartbrokenness why he was so impulsive.

However, when I was still regretful, I looked at a group of old guys who were having fun, Comrade Xiao Li was very worried that the cannons would suddenly explode. If they exploded, I was afraid that these old guys would be reimbursed half of them immediately. At that time, I guess the old man would peel him off!

There was no choice but to avoid being skinned, Li Chengqian carefully leaned over after the old guys fired more than a dozen shots.

"Father-in-law, it's almost done, we should go back to the city." Li Chengqian said next to Lao Cheng.

"What are you doing when you go back? It's rare to have such a fun thing." Cheng Lao Huo glared at him with a firm attitude.

Helplessly, Li Chengqian slipped to Chai Shao again: "Uncle, I've fired so many shots, why don't you rest for a while?"

"Don't rant, wait for me to fire a few more shots." Chai Shao didn't look back and directly lit a fuse on the gun barrel.

Helplessly, I continued to look for Hou Junji, but the answer I got was still similar to Lao Cheng.

In the end, Li Chengqian had no choice but to curse: The old guy who could not be killed, then found a small stone and sat far away watching the old guys shoot fire.

One shot, two shots...ten shots.

The target had been blown up long ago, and the ground was blown up, but the old guys seemed to be happy. When one cannon was almost done, they would change the other one. When the gunpowder and shells were gone, they would be allowed to move it. Anyway, there were many people here, many guns and more gunpowder.

Finally, the sky gradually darkened. After the old guys who had been playing for an afternoon could not see the situation in the distance, they reluctantly left the artillery training ground.

"Let's go, go back!" Looking at the boring Li Chengqian, Old Man Cheng shouted.

"This place is good, will you come tomorrow?"

"Come on, why don't you? If you come tomorrow, we will fire the gun. Let's see who can shoot it."

Li Chengqian, who was about to leave, heard the old guys' discussion from afar, and couldn't help but wail in his heart: Damn old guy, he was so happy. Since that's the case, just blow them to death tomorrow.

...

Naturally, he had nothing to say when he returned home. All the old guys got on the boat and returned to Chang'an. Li Chengqian didn't have to work so hard. When the boat arrived on the shore, he also arrived home. At the same time, he was secretly glad that the old guys didn't plan to have dinner or something with him.

However, what Li Chengqian didn't know was that an impeachment against him was brewing in secret, and the memorial activities during the day were still a bit too big and had attracted the attention of those who were interested.

This made those guys who were dissatisfied with him, the title of King Qin, seem to find an opportunity, and they all intend to use this reason to pull him off again.
Chapter completed!