Once back at the manor, Gu Yuzhi patted his chest vigorously and said with a smile, "Oh dear, the people are so hospitable; it took me so long just to get back to the manor."
He smiled and thought that he would write a letter to his mother about what happened today, so that she would know that he was very popular with the people in the northern desert.
I also need to tell my brother about the people of Qingzhou.
He puffed out his cheeks, wondering if he should go to Qingzhou.
But he's so young, it seems like he can't do anything if he goes...
Gu Yuzhi suddenly realized that if his attack was kept from him, how did the people know that the complete closure of Li Ji Trading Company was related to him?
He scratched his head, turned to look at Chief Secretary Xie, and suddenly remembered what Chief Secretary Xie had said to Prefect Huang at the inn: "The northern desert is His Highness's fiefdom, His Highness should do this, you don't need to do this."
Then Prefect Huang said that the people of Qingzhou would remember his kindness.
He turned to look at Chief Secretary Xie, skipping backwards: "Chief Secretary Xie, Chief Secretary Xie, did you tell the people about the closure of Li's Trading Company and the reduction of grain prices? Was it me who did it?"
He scratched his head, feeling a little guilty.
Although it's true that Li's Trading Company was shut down because of him, that was only because he was robbed and killed.
Xie Changshi thought for a moment and said, "I have been accompanying Your Highness in Xinliang for some time. The person who did these things should be Chen Dianyi."
He looked down and saw the young prince tilting his head and looking at him, his big eyes blinking, as if he had something to say but was too embarrassed to say it.
Xie Changshi's heart softened under his gaze, and he slowly squatted down: "Your Highness, what are you thinking about?"
Gu Yuzhi puffed out his cheeks, and after a while, he scratched his head and said, "I just feel that I didn't do these things. The people like me so much, but I seem to... I don't deserve their liking for me."
As he spoke, his voice lowered considerably, his head drooping, conveying a sense of guilt and embarrassment.
Chief Secretary Xie never expected that the young prince would reflect on himself because of such a thing.
On the one hand, he felt a great sense of accomplishment, as the young prince had been guided very well by them, and even after learning about his status in the northern desert, he did not behave badly at all.
On the one hand, he felt that the young prince was a little too sensible.
Chief Secretary Xie sighed softly, suppressing the urge to pat his head, and said with a smile, "How could it not be worth it! Your Highness deserves the most affection!"
Gu Yuzhi slowly raised his head, his eyes gradually brightening as he looked at Xie Changshi: "Really?"
Chief Secretary Xie nodded firmly and said, "Of course! The price of grain for the people of the northern desert has been reduced, but Your Highness risked your life for it. Don't you think it was worth it?"
Speaking of this, Gu Yuzhi's face turned ugly, and he lowered his head again: "It was also obtained by those guards, and the people should remember their names."
Huo Qiyuan had just finished his work when he heard this and slowed his pace, his heart filled with excitement.
Although His Highness was referring to the guards who sacrificed themselves to protect him, shouldn't the names of the Northern Desert Army who protected the Sang Dynasty be remembered by the people?
But he forcibly suppressed the thought as soon as it began.
In a real war, tens of thousands of people die; how could ordinary people possibly remember them all?
Moreover, he had heard more than one ordinary citizen say that this kind of thing should have been done by people like them...
Thinking of this, Huo Qiyuan's face darkened. He shouldn't have thought about it so much.
Gu Yuzhi was completely unaware of Huo Qiyuan's arrival, as he was listening intently to what Shu Xiaohan was saying: "Young Prince, have you ever thought about building a martyrs' cemetery?"
Since Xinliang is so large, there are many areas that cannot be cultivated with the current level of agriculture, so it would be better to set up a martyrs' cemetery there.
The more Shu Xiaohan thought about it, the better she felt it was. Her eyes glistened with tears as she thought of the martyrs' cemeteries in modern times. She carefully explained the significance of the martyrs' cemeteries to Gu Yuzhi: "It's not just the guards who protected the young prince this time, but also the soldiers on the battlefield."
"War is cruel, and tens of thousands of soldiers have sacrificed their lives. Apart from their families and fellow soldiers, who remembers their names? But they gave their lives to protect the country and their names should be remembered by the people."
“Especially in the border areas of northern Mongolia, war could break out at any time. We established the martyrs’ cemetery not only to let the people today remember the names of the martyrs, but also to let the children know the hardships of life.”
Gu Yuzhi looked up at her, feeling a little sad. Her small hand unconsciously touched her chest. After a while, she said, "But, but I heard Marshal Huo say that the bodies of the fallen soldiers were buried nearby. How can we build a cemetery?"
Shu Xiaohan forced a faint smile: "A cenotaph."
Wen Xiuzhu, who had been silent until now, rolled his eyes and reminded her, "Identity tag."
ID card?
Gu Yuzhi scratched his head, quickly recalling what Marshal Huo had told him before.
People in the military all have identification tags, largely to facilitate identification of bodies after someone has been killed in action...
If that's the case, it seems pretty good.
He hoped that the people would like the guards and soldiers who had sacrificed their lives.
Gu Yuzhi's eyebrows were almost completely furrowed, his index finger twirling around, glancing at Xie Changshi every now and then, but despite his thoughts, he didn't know how to bring it up.
Seeing this, Chief Secretary Xie's smile became even more sincere: "Does Your Highness have some ideas?"
Having spent over a year together, Chief Secretary Xie naturally knew that whenever the young prince showed this slightly conflicted expression, it meant that he had some new ideas he wanted to share.
Gu Yuzhi looked up at him and said carefully, "Chief Secretary Xie, could we establish a martyrs' cemetery?"
Seeing that Chief Secretary Xie was puzzled, he explained, "It's just..."
He scratched his head and said, "I was thinking that the Xinliang Iron Mine has collapsed and we can't grow anything there. Why don't we fence off that area and build a martyrs' cemetery?"
“Erect cenotaphs for each of the guards who sacrificed their lives, and inscribe the reason for their sacrifice on the tombstones so that the people can worship them in a unified manner.”
“And the soldiers of the Northern Desert Army who sacrificed their lives.” He pouted, his tone becoming somewhat dejected. “Mr. Huo told me before that he would bury the fallen soldiers on the spot, then take away their identification tags and send them back to their hometowns.”
“But I think if their identification plaques were all in the martyrs’ cemetery, more people would remember them.”
Gu Yuzhi secretly thought that they were all good people, and perhaps if enough people remembered them, they would become spirits like Teacher Shu and Shopkeeper Wen...
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