Lu Mingde, accompanied by Lao Meng and his second son, came to the Beihua Martyrs' Shrine in the southeast of Huadu.
This time he was invited to Huadu as a member of the Beihua Council to participate in the founding ceremony of the Beihua Council.
Lu Mingde didn't know much about this meeting.
He only knew that in the first meeting, all the village chiefs gathered here as representatives.
In future meetings, a county council would first be established, and then the Shannan County Council would elect eight representatives.
Form a meeting with representatives from other counties and representatives from Huadu and Fangmao.
Of course, in the future, villagers will gradually elect village representatives through meetings, but now they are designated in a hurry.
As for the authority of the council, it seems that it can discuss the adjustment of taxes, including commercial tax and land tax.
If the council disagrees, the Government Affairs Department cannot increase taxes at will.
Besides, Lu Mingde was just confused and didn't remember everything in the county.
Lu Mingde had made up his mind to find someone to ask questions when he got to Huadu.
Although it was not clear, Lu Mingde did not panic.
He once commanded two thousand people, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
Of course, he just laughed it off as to what could be negotiated about taxes.
When was it decided from above?
Taxes can be negotiated.
It's just a joke, it's just a formality.
When I came to Huadu yesterday afternoon, Lu Mingde, who had not been here for two years, was shocked by the prosperity of Huadu.
All-wooden houses with exquisite carved beams and painted buildings began to appear.
The two sides of the street that were empty earlier are now crowded with shops.
It was a crowd of people coming and going.
If he hadn't been among them, Lu Mingde would never have believed that this was the Huadu that was still a little deserted and empty two years ago.
After bathing and changing clothes in the evening, early this morning, he, his son, and Lao Meng dressed neatly and headed towards the Martyrs' Shrine in Huadu.
The Martyrs' Shrine in Huadu is located in the southeast of Huadu, on a gentle slope with mountains on its back and water on its side.
This location was chosen to prevent flooding.
It is now late summer, and the place is lush and green, with wildflowers of various colors dotting the land.
The main entrance of the Martyrs' Shrine is a large wooden archway with several large characters written on it, "Chinese Heroes and Martyrs".
In front of the door, twenty soldiers of the Polu Army in full armor stood upright, looking extremely solemn and solemn.
Maybe it's because the meetings from all over the place are gathered here.
Many people came here to pay homage to their relatives, many of whom came with their families.
Many of the female family members came out with red and swollen eyes, and some reluctantly left without looking back.
All this made Lu Mingde feel sad.
I'm about to see my old subordinates.
After entering the gate, there is a huge flower bed in front of you.
The colorful flowers attract large swarms of bees to shuttle around, making people relax in a solemn mood.
Then there is the main hall at the foot of the mountain.
It is composed of more than a dozen rooms.
On the walls inside, there are paintings of the Polu army fighting in Fangmaodenglai, fighting the Anui people in North China, and fighting the Japanese Anui coalition forces in South and Southwest China.
The beauty is lifelike.
There is a large confession in the main hall, behind it is the statue of the brave water infantry of the bandit-breaking army, and in front there is the confession and a large incense burner, which is filled with cigarettes for many years and is not allowed to be extinguished.
Lu Mingde and his party placed the incense sticks respectfully, prayed, and then ran out of the temple.
The terraces built along the slow slope are clearly defined.
On every staircase are buried soldiers who died in the Polu Army.
Lu Mingde and others climbed the four steps and walked 20 steps to the right.
They came to a marble tombstone with the name of Hu Quan, a righteous citizen.
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The tombstone said that in the fifth year of Chongzhen's reign, he burned, killed and looted.
The Anui fought bravely and killed several enemy soldiers.
Lu Mingde and the others quickly placed the three animal sacrifices and seasonal fruits.
Lu Mingde placed a small incense burner in front of them with his own hands.
Lu Mingde lit three incense sticks, worshiped devoutly, and then.
Lao Meng also offered incense and candles to pay homage to his good partner from back then.
The son finally lit the incense candle and knelt in front of the tombstone.
"Lao Hu, now I want my second son to change his surname to Hu.
By inheriting your surname, as your descendant, you can be considered a descendant.
My son will kowtow to your godfather."
Lu Mingde ordered.
The second son knelt down and kowtowed obediently.
He was unwilling at first, but his father convinced him that there was no Lao Hu.
Dad is no longer here, and the family is in ruins.
"Lao Hu, Lao Meng was rewarded with 20 acres of land for his military service.
You were rewarded with 50 acres of land, but I didn't want it.
Master, I spent money to buy 50 acres of land for my second son.
From now on, it will belong to the Hu family.
I hope you can Bless the two sons in heaven and revive the Hu family."
With tears in his eyes, Lu Mingde took one last look at the tombstone of his old subordinate, and led the two of them outside the Martyrs' Shrine.
The next day, Lu Mingde came to the small square in front of the Government Affairs Department to gather.
He found that a large number of soldiers from the Polu Army were dispatched and surrounded the square.
Could it be that a big shot was coming?
Lu Mingde was confused.
Nowadays, all the village chiefs from the old districts are here as members of the council, and those from new districts such as South China and West China will only come next year and the year after next.
However, there are also hundreds of village chiefs from these eight counties coming to occupy the small square.
Most of it.
At the end of the hour, all the discussions were completed, and no one was absent.
Just kidding, who dares to be absent from such an important event.
Then, the horns sounded, and several generals wearing bright silver armor came to the front desk accompanied by Wan Ji, Gu Wuyue, and Bai Shidi.
Wanji respectfully asked a tall military general to sit down, and then he held a loudspeaker with a tin tube in his hand.
"Fellow councilors, today is the day when the Beihua Council was established.
This is a big day.
You may not feel anything today, but you will remember today firmly in the future.
Now, please invite the Commander-in-Chief of Beihua, Zhao Lie General Zhao speaks for everyone."
Wan Ji took the lead in applauding, and immediately warm applause broke out from below, which lasted for a long time.
Although Zhao Lie's name is ranked first in Beihua's propaganda, and many old people in Shidao have seen him, this is the first time they have seen General Zhao in Beihua for several years.
It reminds them that the good life they have today was only after Mr.
Zhao Liezhao rescued them from dire straits and sent them to Beihua, and their lives got better step by step.
At this time, the applause below continued for a long time, and many people clapped their palms red.
Lu Mingde was also one of them, although he did not understand this very well at first.
He went from a powerful governor to a refugee, and finally became a village chief.
Needless to say, he felt aggrieved.
If it weren't for the Polu Army, he would still be a high-ranking military general on Pi Island.
Wouldn't it be extremely happy?
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As a result, when he arrived in Beihua, he became an old farmer digging the land.
Although he was a village chief, he was just like a leader.
The resentment in his heart became great.
The key is that his children also lost the opportunity to advance.
But when he heard that Mao Wenlong was killed and the turmoil on Pidao continued, he was simply overjoyed.
His experience on Pidao told him that if Mao Wenlong died violently, the military leaders below would beat human brains into dog brains for the sake of their position. , can do anything.
Sure enough, cannibalism followed, military households fled to Liaodong, Chen Jisheng and others were killed one after another, and all kinds of things happened.
Pidao was not the most chaotic, only more chaotic.
Lu Mingde was lucky.
At this time, he felt that he had left that place.
Lushuitan, coming to Beihua is really a lucky thing.
At this time, his mood completely reversed.
Now that he saw Lord Zhao Lie again, he expressed his sincere gratitude and welcomed him with warm applause.
Now, applause has become an essential welcome etiquette in Beihua.
Zhao Lie stood up and took the iron tube loudspeaker.
He couldn't help but sweat.
It was really crude.
This was the beginning of the meeting.
It was crude enough.
"Dear councilors, you are all the old people who pioneered Beihua, and you are also the heroes who pioneered Beihua."
After saying that, Zhao Lie solemnly bowed his hands, and everyone below hurriedly returned the bow, and there was a moment of confusion.
"Although the Polu Army gave you the opportunity to reach this dark land, without your hard work, this place would not have become a large granary with millions of acres of fertile land," Zhao Lie shouted loudly, and with his loud voice, his voice spread throughout the square.
Everyone listened quietly at this time.
They were so willing to listen to this.
This was Master Zhao's compliment to them.
Zhao Lie's words are like those at the company's year-end meeting.
No matter how big or small your achievements are, take them out and show them to see if they are inspiring and morale-boosting.
Otherwise, they will be depressing.
Whoever worked hard will probably want to quit.
Of course this was well received.
Whoever is praised would feel bad.
"But this is not the main achievement.
The main achievement of you and others is that I planted the flag of the Han people on this ownerless land, opened up territory for the Han people, brought the Han people's writing and rules to this land, and also brought it to you.
With acres of land and unlimited future for future generations, from now on, this place is called Beihua, the China of the North.”
Zhao Lie's words echoed in the square, his words excited everyone's blood, and the warm applause sounded again.
This time it was really long-lasting and spread far and wide.
If Zhao Lie hadn't said it, many of them would have never thought of this.
Yes, they opened up territories for the Han people.
This was the achievement of the emperors in the past, but now their children are stationed in all directions, and they are cultivating the fields.
Here From now on, it belongs to the Han people, the Han people's flag is flying, and the Han people's writing and customs go hand in hand.
"Long live Lord Zhao Lie."
Lu Mingde shouted loudly from behind, and the people around him also shouted, who asked them to come here to work, who sent the army to protect them, and who gave them acres of seed rations.
Yes, it’s not Mr.
Zhao who is the Buddha of Wanjia.
This shout spread more and more widely, and finally the entire square, both in meetings and in the military, shouted in unison, "Long live Lord Zhao."
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The voice was heard far away, and echoing shouts of "Long live Lord Zhao" were also heard from other parts of Huadu.
The sound shook the whole city for a while.
Zhao Lie proudly stood on the high platform and accepted the cheers of thousands of people.
This was what he deserved.
He saved the fate of hundreds of thousands of Liao people and Denglai people and gave them a peaceful and prosperous life.
He was qualified to accept this The cheers are also his greatest capital in this era
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