Chapter 335 Book Editing

Not only Gan Tian thinks it’s good, everyone thinks it’s a good name.

If they conquer Dayun in the future, they can also call the country Dashun, which is nice and auspicious.

“Not bad, let’s call it Shunyi Army.”

[Now that we have a name, we should find a way to publicize it. I think we should take this opportunity to shoot more storybooks so that everyone will remember the good of Shunyi Army. ]

[The story of General Tang Shi is very suitable. The Tang family is full of loyal and brave people, but they were suspected by His Majesty and had to fake their death to escape. They saw the suffering of the people among the people and saw their brothers in danger, so they had to stand up. How epic and moving it is. ]

Tang Shi’s ears were slightly hot.

Although his experience was tortuous and complicated, he did not think his story was so epic and moving.

There are countless touching stories in the army.

It is not easy for many soldiers.

[In short, we still need to pay attention to the brainwashing work. The simplest brainwashing is not to talk about some great principles, but to weave our goodness into the story. Qiu Xiangyuan does this very well.]

Hearing his daughter's voice, Gan Fanren couldn't help but think of the storybook that Qiu Xiangyuan wrote for him.

Indeed.

It is indeed a good idea to let Qiu Xiangyuan do this. It may have unexpected results.

"By the way, many soldiers died in this battle. Have their funeral arrangements been made?"

Speaking of this, Tang Jue lowered his head guiltily.

"I have arranged it. I sent their coffins back home and gave each of their families 100 taels of silver as compensation."

"However, how can their lives be compensated with just 100 taels of silver?"

"It's all my fault. I was careless and killed so many brothers."

He had clearly realized that General Tang was going to play a trick, but he foolishly thought that General Tang was only playing this trick for himself.

He didn't expect that these conspiracies were not only aimed at him, but also at those soldiers who were loyal to the Tang family.

General Tang's trick was really poisonous.

He took advantage of everyone's trust in him and deceived everyone into losing their lives.

"These soldiers died for the people, they should not be forgotten like this."

"Qiu Xiangyuan, take your people to the army tomorrow, find out about their deeds, record their stories, and compile them into a book."

Writing and telling stories are Qiu Xiangyuan's favorite things.

But at this moment, he was not happy at all, and he was still depressed.

Your Majesty is right, these people should not be forgotten.

Their deeds should be recorded so that everyone will remember them forever.

Qiu Xiangyuan received the order and took his people to the barracks the next day.

Hearing that Qiu Xiangyuan was going to compile the deeds of their dead brothers into a book, the soldiers were very excited and told Qiu Xiangyuan everything they knew.

Some of these dead soldiers were already in their thirties or forties, and some had just reached adulthood.

They are not people with extraordinary abilities. They are so ordinary that you can't even find them among the crowd.

Qiu Xiangyuan tried hard to write about them in a sensational way, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find sensational deeds in their mediocre lives.

Except death.

That was the most sensational thing they had ever done in their lives.

Qiu Xiangyuan looked at the notebook full of records and didn't know where to start.

Qiu Xiangyuan sat in Gan's house and told Gan Fanren about his troubles with a sad face.

Gan Tian quietly looked at Qiu Xiangyuan's little notebook.

Qiu Xiangyuan's handwriting was very neat and handsome.

What he recorded was very plain, but Gan Tian was deeply moved.

[So touching. 】

【Although they are just ordinary people, I feel very moved when I think about how they died for the people and their families. 】

【Who said that a life must be spectacular to be considered successful? Such ordinary, touching little moments are also very successful. 】

Gan Fanren took the booklet from Qiu Xiangyuan and looked at the contents inside.

When he saw the daily life of the soldiers recorded in it, he couldn't help but moisten his eyes.

"I think you wrote it very well."

"They are ordinary people. The purpose of joining the army is nothing more than for their families, for the people to live a good life, and for living out their personal lives in this chaotic world."

"They are not big figures with great reputations, but just an inconspicuous grain of sand. However, even an inconspicuous grain of sand is still full of edges and corners. They use their lives to seek the welfare of the people."

"Such stories can touch people's hearts more and make the people remember them more."

Qiu Xiangyuan vaguely understood something.

He wrote down the deeds of these people in detail, and did not exaggerate like he did when writing a storybook for Gan Fanren.

Instead, he wrote every soldier into a flesh-and-blood, living person.

They were endowed with spirit and life from cold words, and their every smile and frown was so vivid.

From their death to their desire to eat buns before going to war, everything was recorded in the book.

His writing was gentle and delicate, but when describing their death, it was bloody and unforgettable.

He handed these stories to his family to read carefully, and his family couldn't help crying.

"That guy named Damao is so pitiful. Before he died, he was still thinking about making new clothes for his mother at home. When he died, he was still holding his purse tightly, fearing that it would be robbed."

"That guy named Guangming is also very pitiful. His family died tragically in front of him and suffered a lot of humiliation. He just avenged his family."

"Yes, when he died, his mind was full of thoughts about the people. It's really pitiful."

This is Qiu Xiangyuan's self-expression.

He didn't know what the soldier was thinking when he died. He just came to feel and wrote it casually.

Seeing that the contents of the book touched his family, Qiu Xiangyuan presented the book to Gan Fanren.

Gan Fanren was also deeply moved after reading the book.

"I see that your book records a lot of the soldiers' last wishes. Why don't you fulfill their wishes on their behalf?"

The soldiers' wishes were very simple.

They had said so when they joined the army. They

just wanted their family members to have enough food and clothes, to be cured of their illnesses, and to live in a big house.

As long as it was humanly possible,

Qiu Xiangyuan fulfilled them one by one according to Gan Fanren's wishes.

Every time Qiu Xiangyuan arrived at a martyr's home, he would be grabbed by the hand and asked about their sons' performance in the army and whether they had anything else to say.

At this time, Qiu Xiangyuan would take out the book he had compiled and tell the contents of the book to the families of the martyrs.

When they heard about their sons' deeds in the army, they dared not even blink, for fear that they would never hear about it again.

When they heard about the scene of their sons' tragic death, they cried uncontrollably.

"Sir, can you sell this book to us? We are willing to buy it for any price."