I Become A Saint By Studying

Chapter 672 Some People Can Never Forget

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Lin Yi saw this scene from a long distance, and felt dizzy.

The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army were also a little confused. Are they kneeling to welcome them?

The lame old man was also a little surprised.

He subconsciously looked at Lin Yi and Zhao Tai, thinking that it might have something to do with these two adults.

Zhao Tai smiled slightly.

Lin Yi arrived outside the cemetery with a group of soldiers from the Zhenbei Army, and suddenly there was a loud noise, scaring away birds and beasts...

"Humble post, see His Royal Highness the Prince!"

hum!

All the officers and men of the Northern Army in the town were dumbfounded at that moment, their brains buzzing.

This little dean of the Military Academy...is actually Dayan's crown prince?

The lame old man was even more shocked, and hurriedly said to the clear-eyed youngsters behind him, "Quick, kneel down, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

He was excited and felt great.

His Royal Highness the current Crown Prince Dayan actually accompanied him, a bad old man, and a group of young scholars who were not even considered bachelors, and came to the Cemetery of Soldiers step by step.

In the heart of His Royal Highness, there must be respect for the martyrs who died in the cemetery, and there is more concern for the common people of Dayan.

Just like what was published in the Dayan Weekly, he has always cared about the people of Dayan.

King of sages!

Such a prince, even if he died in the lecture hall of the school, he would have no regrets.

All the young scholars also knew what His Highness the Prince meant, and hurriedly knelt down and looked at Lin Yi curiously.

"Get up!"

Lin Yi hurriedly helped the lame old man up, and said, "You don't need to be polite, old senior. You have spent your whole life in founding a school, teaching and educating people for Dayan for decades, and now you are doing it yourself. You bring young scholars to pay homage to the martyrs of Dayan, and tell them to respect you. Hero, it is Bengong who should salute!"

along the way.

Lin Yi also inquired about the life of the lame old man.

He became famous at a young age, very talented and learned, but without a literary heart, but his knowledge is higher than that of a scholar with a literary heart.

He is talented and intelligent, and once went to Qingshan Academy to study.

But he lost to fate in the end, he has no literary heart, and there is only one way to go in his life, but he is lost in the crowd.

Even if you are talented and have no literary heart, you are destined to be the bottom of Dayan.

Either farm.

Or go into business.

Either work.

Those places like a certain department or bureau of the Dayan court are either controlled by nobles or scholars with a literary heart.

Ordinary people have no chance to go in.

The lame old man was not reconciled to his fate, but after hitting a wall several times, he recognized the reality and once gave up on himself.

In the end, he suffered from being uneducated because he saw too many people among the people.

Some people, like him, are quite talented and learned, but because of family difficulties, they can't pay the tuition, so they drop out of school and stay at home.

From then on, the lame old man decided to cheer up.

He founded a school, taught at his own expense, and trained many skilled craftsmen, many businessmen, and even many scholars with a literary heart.

He even sent several Tianjiao to Qingshan Academy.

However, all he did could not wait for the help of God, but in a rainstorm, in order to persuade a student from a remote mountain village to study, he accidentally fell off the cliff when he returned.

Since then, the crutches have been with him.

For decades, I have been teaching and educating people silently, without expecting anything in return.

he.

He is the teacher of many poor students.

along the way.

Lin Yi quietly listened to the lame old man talking about the past, and his heart felt unprecedentedly peaceful.

I am deeply touched every time.

He has admiration and respect for the old man.

The lame old man's eyes were red, he grabbed Lin Yi's hand, and said with a bit of pleading, "His Royal Highness, I am honored to meet you today, the old man has something to ask..."

Zhao Tai and Hua Pao's expressions changed slightly.

Those officials from the Ministry of Rites even said, "His Royal Highness, please don't..."

If His Highness the Crown Prince agreed to the old man's request, wouldn't it be a mess if everyone would come to the Crown Prince to ask for something in the future?

Lin Yi waved his hand to signal the officials of the Ministry of Rites not to speak. He gently held the old man's hand and said, "Old senior, tell me!"

The eyes of the lame old man were moist. He glanced at the impoverished young man behind him, and said, "The old man hopes that the Dayan court can...give Dayan those who have no literary heart, a chance to serve the country, and don't let their hard work be a waste of time. to any return..."

Zhao Tai frowned.

Ordinary people become officials in the court?

What does this make those bachelors of letters do? Without literary strength, how can one party Xiaoxiao be deterred.

When you meet the Humane School and illegal scholars, do you just watch them?

Lin Yi froze for a moment, frowned slightly and said, "Except for the entry-level officials of Dayan who need a literary heart, the officials and Dayan's various divisions and bureaus also have staffs prepared for those who don't have a literary heart."

"As for the entry officials, old senior, I can't make any promises right now, but I believe that after the world is peaceful, scholars without a literary heart will definitely be able to stand in the court."

The lame old man still wanted to talk.

An official from the Ministry of Rites stepped forward and reminded, "His Royal Highness, it's getting late!"

talking.

The official from the Ministry of Rites did not forget to stare at the lame old man.

The lame old man trembled, lowered his eyebrows slightly, sighed softly in his heart, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Only then did the officials of the Ministry of Rites look away.

However, what kind of Cultivation Base is Lin Yi now, he is in control of every move, the little eyes of the official of the Ministry of Rites, really think he doesn't know?

'There must be clues to this matter, but now is not a good time, I have to find an opportunity to have a good chat with the old senior...'

Lin Yi realized in his heart that he knew that what the old man wanted must have a big secret behind it.

But for the sake of the old man's safety, he decided to talk to the old man in detail after finishing his current affairs.

"Let's go!"

Lin Yi then turned around and, led by officials from the Ministry of Rites, led all the soldiers of the Northern Army into the cemetery.

The lame old man also brought the young scholar into the cemetery.

At the same time, Lin Yi did not forget to send a voice transmission to Zhao Tai, saying, "I will send someone to protect the old man's safety, and I will also check the information of the official from the Ministry of Rites just now."

Zhao Tai nodded slightly.

...

"This is the Dayan hero we want to present flowers to?"

"Xu Ning'an? Among the deceased powerhouses of Dayan, is there anyone with this name?"

"Chen Tianhu? I haven't heard of such a strong man in Dayan, who can be called a hero. Which one is not a famous strong man?"

All the soldiers of the Northern Army were stunned for a moment.

They thought they were here to pay homage to some of Dayan's late strong men and present flowers to them, and they were worthy of their journey all the way.

But at first glance, there are thousands of names, all of whom are unknown.

Such a person...how can he be called a hero?

At this time.

In front of the monument.

Lin Yi said sternly, "The Bachelor of Military Academy of Taishan Academy bows to the martyrs of Dayan who guarded the country's borders and pledged themselves to the country."

Lin Yi looked at the lists one by one with a solemn expression and bowed three times.

The soldiers were a little reluctant to bend down, after all, the opponent might not be worthy at all.

At this time.

The lame old man just said to those young scholars, "You must remember that the people who are buried here are the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who followed our Majesty 20 years ago to put down the chaos in the northern border."

"Without them, our life would not be what it is today."

"They are ordinary people just like you, and many of them were as old as you back then, but they did a great thing, that is, sacrificed their heads, shed their blood, and gave everything for this country and its people."

"Look, although their bodies have fallen down, what stands up is the insurmountable Great Wall of the North!"

"From now on, the monster dare not take another step!"

"We...should do the same, serve the country loyally!"

"A strong youth makes a country strong!"

The lame old man bowed towards the monument, his clothes wet with tears.

The pupils of the young scholars flickered, their eyes were determined, and a seed quietly germinated in their hearts.

Lin Yi listened silently, his heart moved, Dayan is lucky to have such a wife.

And those soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who were complaining and careless before, fell silent one by one at this moment.

Their tall and muscular bodies trembled uncontrollably at this moment.

Zhenbei Army.

These are the veterans and veterans who died in their Northern Army, their senior...

Swish!