At this moment, Huo Qiyuan could no longer hold back. He staggered out, tears glistening in his eyes, and after a long while, he knelt down heavily, kowtowed three times to Gu Yuzhi, and choked out, "Your Highness is so righteous!"

"On behalf of the fallen soldiers, I thank Your Highness for your kindness."

Looking at Huo Qiyuan's reddened eyes, Gu Yuzhi felt that suffocating feeling in his heart well up again.

He quickly stepped forward to help Huo Qiyuan up, muttering silently, "What's going on today? Why are they always kneeling before me?"

Huo Qiyuan stood up and bowed deeply to Gu Yuzhi.

Chief Secretary Xie frowned slightly, abruptly interrupting Huo Qiyuan's emotional outburst: "Has Your Highness considered how many soldiers will sacrifice their lives in each battle? If we were to build a martyrs' cemetery, even if we enclosed the entire Xinliang region, there wouldn't be enough space."

Xie Changshi had a longer-term vision than Gu Yuzhi, and knew that the impact of establishing a martyrs' cemetery was far more than that.

In those years, the Northern Barbarians frequently invaded, causing heavy casualties to the Huo family army. Almost all the able-bodied men in the northern desert were forcibly conscripted into the Huo family army.

Although he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, he knew just how miserable those years in the northern desert had been.

Those young adults who sacrificed their lives are indeed only remembered by their families.

Once Your Highness's Martyrs' Cemetery is completed, not to mention generals like Huo Qiyuan, the families of those fallen soldiers will definitely be grateful to Your Highness.

This is a good thing!

But good things can also turn into bad things!

Chief Secretary Xie didn't want this matter to have any hidden dangers...

But now is not the time to consider these things; the biggest problem is how to establish a reasonable system.

Seeing Xie Changshi's solemn expression, Gu Yuzhi suddenly slapped his forehead, exclaimed in frustration, "Why didn't I think of that?"

He tilted his head and thought that what Chief Secretary Xie said was absolutely right. This was a really big problem!

But if we don't build a martyrs' cemetery because of this issue...

Gu Yuzhi puffed out his cheeks and said, "But, but I really think it's necessary."

His frustration didn't last long; he quickly cheered up, clenching his little fists and saying, "Hmph, people can always find a way! We can definitely overcome this!"

He only understood the true meaning of "the blade has no eyes" after being robbed and killed once.

Therefore, he wanted the entire Sang Dynasty to be peaceful and safe, and did not want anyone to sacrifice themselves because of the war.

But he's already six years old, not a three-year-old. How could he be so naive as to believe that there will never be a war in the world?

Quanzhou is in such chaos right now, and the Northern Barbarians have been recuperating for so many years. They might find out about the situation in Quanzhou at any time and attack...

Thinking of all this, Gu Yuzhi made up his mind and said firmly, "I don't want those fallen soldiers to be forgotten! This matter must be done!"

Mr. Huo said that we cannot let the soldiers down. If the martyrs' cemetery is built, the soldiers of the Northern Desert Army will be happy, right?

He rarely showed such a strong side, his face hardening as he stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at Chief Secretary Xie. Though his tone was commanding, his voice still carried a hint of childishness: "Chief Secretary Xie, now summon Consort Liu and Imperial Physician Qin to the council hall..."

He thought for a moment and then said, "Not only them, but also Prefect Qi, Governor He and others have all come to discuss this matter."

"This is not just a matter for Xinliang, but a major event for the entire northern desert."

Chief Secretary Xie was not against the matter itself, but merely raised an objection. Therefore, he nodded and said thoughtfully, "Your Highness, the establishment of a martyrs' cemetery is not something that can be done in a short time. Why don't you go and rest first, and discuss it again tomorrow?"

If he hadn't said anything, Gu Yuzhi wouldn't have realized it, but after Xie Changshi spoke up, he suddenly felt a little tired.

He counted on his fingers, explaining that he had first practiced plum blossom stakes for a while after getting up early, then practiced calligraphy, and only then went out to meet Governor He and the others...

On the way back, they were blocked by the people on the street and it took them half an hour to get back.

Then he spoke with Chief Secretary Xie again...

Gu Yuzhi looked up at the sun, then quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly.

In just a short while, his eyes were already filled with tears.

"I am indeed a bit tired." Gu Yuzhi turned his head and patted Huo Qiyuan's arm on tiptoe. "Mr. Huo, don't worry, I will definitely build the cemetery, but I haven't figured out how to do it yet."

Seeing that Huo Qiyuan's expression remained unchanged, he quickly comforted him, "Just because I can't think of it now doesn't mean I won't think of it in the future."

He chuckled, then realized it was a serious matter and quickly suppressed his grin: "Besides, Chief Secretary Xie and Commander Liu are very clever; they'll definitely come up with a good plan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yuzhi and Huo Qiyuan both turned to look at him.

Although Xie Changshi, forced to be clever, was touched by the young prince's praise, he knew it was indeed a bit much to ask of him...

Under the trusting gazes of the two men, Chief Secretary Xie could only nod and say, "Your Highness, rest assured, we will do our utmost to overcome all difficulties."

Gu Yuzhi then raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Qiyuan, which finally made Huo Qiyuan smile: "This humble servant believes in Your Highness, and believes in Chief Secretary Xie!"

Hearing this, Gu Yuzhi finally relaxed, covered her mouth with her small hand and yawned widely, her eyes instantly welling up with tears.

So tired, so tired.

He always felt that dealing with these things was more tiring than studying, practicing calligraphy, and practicing martial arts all day long.

Gu Yuzhi puffed out his cheeks as he walked towards the room, muttering to himself, "Teacher Shu, Teacher Shu, do you have any good suggestions?"

Shu Xiaohan had wanted to speak for a long time, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Gu Yuzhi said, "You can't give me advice now. I'm very sleepy and I'm going back to sleep."

After he goes to sleep, he still needs to get up to study, exercise, and practice calligraphy...

Gu Yuzhi shook his head, feeling incredibly busy.

But he doesn't feel tired in order to become even better.

Looking at Gu Yuzhi's teary eyes, Shu Xiaohan sighed silently in her heart, but smiled kindly on her face: "Okay, okay, I'll talk to you after you wake up, Your Highness."

Gu Yuzhi nodded his head eagerly: "Then it's a deal, okay? You have to tell me."

He sat half-upright on the bed, kicked off his boots, and fell back down, rolling around on the bed a few times without any regard for his image. Then he shuffled into the quilt, clutching the corner of the blanket with his little hands: "It's still more comfortable to sleep here."

After Gu Yuzhi's room door closed, Xie Changshi looked at Huo Qiyuan and said, "Mr. Huo, if you're not busy, let's take a walk and discuss the matter of the martyrs' cemetery?"

Huo Qiyuan pondered for a moment, then followed...