Chapter 58 Let the departed heroes see every victory

As the carriage headed north, Zheng Kezang also watched along the way. The farmland was filled with water, the old farmer was whipping his whip to drive the cattle, and there were busy figures bending down everywhere in the fields.

A group of children on the ridge of the field were running and playing while singing poems and nursery rhymes, "The flying cuckoo urges early plowing, and the spring hoe rushes to take advantage of the early sunshine. Thousand-layered stone trees pass the road, and the sound of water being discharged from the paddy fields all the way..."

The carriage drove at high speed and soon reached its destination, which was where the people of Tongshan City and Zhu Tiangui's men were stationed.

Zhu Tiangui and others have been waiting here for a long time with sweet potato seedlings and potato seedlings.

The biggest obstacle to promoting sweet potatoes and potatoes is actually the common people.

Common people have never heard of sweet potatoes.

They are unwilling to plant it, fearing that there will be no harvest.

When planting rice and wheat, when the farming season is busy, I can’t wait to work in the morning before dawn.

The people have no spare energy, and they have chosen other sites, so they will not take the risk to plant an unfamiliar crop.

There was a split between those who agreed and those who disagreed. Many ministers said that there was not much money left in the treasury and it was not appropriate to carry out large-scale construction projects.

Chen Yonghua's lofty speech aroused unanimous resonance among civil and military officials, and everyone recognized the Martyrs' Shrine more and more.

"I am thinking that on the road to restoring China, tens of thousands of soldiers will surely die in the war. Some bodies cannot be found, and some do not even have their names left."

"Your Highness, please feel free to leave it to your subordinates." Zhu Tiangui assured him, patting his chest.

When the weather improved, I went to Dongning Military Academy to watch a football match. The second-term trainees kept the beautiful tradition of the football league alive. The first-term trainees taught them through words and deeds, and their skills were generally pretty good.

The weather has been going well for a while now, and nothing major has happened. After the ministers below had finished reporting, Zheng Kezang stood up and said to the civil and military officials below: "Although this special military operation was said to have achieved a great victory, the recent

The Guards and Yongwei Town also sacrificed their lives for many soldiers."

After listening to Zheng Kezang's words, all the civil and military officials were whispering below, and then they all praised Zheng Kezang's benevolence.

When Zheng Kezang's shot was poor, he had to show that he was trying his best to keep the goal, and he had to score for Zheng Kezang. It was such a test of his acting skills!

Zheng Kezang also saw it. He could understand it, but there was nothing he could do. As the principal and supervisor, he put too much pressure on these young students.

Fortunately, Zheng Kezang had already shown the drawings to Chen Yonghua before he went to court, and Chen Yonghua could only express his support.

"The construction of loyal martyrs is a major matter related to the foundation of the country. The Ministry of Industry must take it seriously and not delay it," Zheng Kezang said firmly.

Soon, under the supervision of Zheng Kezang, ten acres of sweet potatoes and potatoes were planted in a short time, and the remaining problems were left to time.

After hearing this, the engineer Xie Xian quickly agreed.

So here comes the problem. Zheng Kezang's shot puts the goalkeeper's acting skills to a great test.

Sweet potatoes have entered Fujian very early, but they were not cultivated on a large scale. As a native of Fujian, he had seen it before.

Just like before, Zheng Kezang arrived late and then sat on the main seat. After the civil and military officials knelt down and worshiped, they stood on both sides.

There is not much resistance to this matter. If you don't have relatives and friends who died in the war, if you want to oppose even this, then those who stand up to oppose will definitely be scolded to death, and no one will dare to be such a standout.

Yang Ying, the courtesy officer, stood up quickly and said, "Your Majesty, Yang Ying, accepts the order."

On his way back, Zhu Tiangui was told by Zheng Kezang that an important task was entrusted to him, which would affect the future generations.

Three days of happy time passed by in a flash, and Zheng Kezang finally went to court.

Zheng Kezang continued: "When I thought of this, I couldn't sleep all night, so I decided to build the Martyrs' Shrine in Dongning Prefecture. The tablets of all the soldiers who died in battle must be enshrined in the Martyrs' Shrine."

Zheng Kezang looked at the civil and military ministers below who kept singing praises, and nodded with satisfaction.

Spring plowing came to an end, and Zheng Kezang gave himself a three-day holiday. He didn't care about state affairs, but only took care of family affairs. He and Concubine Chen went sightseeing every day, which was a great time.

The principal personally dismissed them. These young students were also sensible and would pass by Zheng Kezang whenever there was a good opportunity.

After hearing this, all the civil and military officials once again praised: "The sage who oversees the country!"

"Now that the Martyrs' Shrine has been built, we cannot leave these dead soldiers without incense. The Ministry of Rites must take responsibility for this matter and send specialized personnel to offer incense to the soldiers three times a day."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not bad, Zheng Kezang made a clear decision and said the most important thing about today's meeting: building the Arc de Triomphe.

Zheng Kezang nodded, and then continued to give instructions: "Every New Year's Eve, the court must hold a large-scale officiating event. Every New Year's Eve, I personally take the civil and military ministers to pay homage to the deceased soldiers."

"Your Majesty, whether you can change the situation of food shortage in Yizhou Island depends on the situation of your military camp. Please take it seriously." Zheng Kezang said seriously.

It turns out that they are growing sweet potatoes!

Unexpectedly, Zheng Kezang asked him to grow such an unknown thing, and he was a little resistant at first.

Seeing that it was difficult to decide, Chen Yonghua said: "This is a good thing. Let's build the Arc de Triomphe near the Martyrs' Shrine, so that every victory will be known to the souls of the departed heroes, let them see that their sacrifices were not in vain, let them know,

Our Ming Dynasty is invincible."

Zhu Tiangui immediately accepted this statement and planted it as he was told.

The first high-yielding crops were expected to mature around August 1680, so that he could turn his attention to other matters.

Therefore, the planting of sweet potatoes and potatoes can only rely on the army for the time being. When these high-yielding crops mature, they will be vigorously promoted in Dongning Daily. With successful cases, the promotion will be natural.

Most of the people who agreed were the military attachés. After this thing was built, they would have face.

Zheng Kezang was away fighting during this period, and the ministers came forward one by one to report to him what happened in Dongning Mansion during this period.

Zheng Kezang looked at Zhu Tiangui: "Your Majesty, I will ask your subordinates to plant the sweet potatoes and potatoes. You can just train here and take care of the farmland."

Chen Yonghua stood up, but he supported Zheng Kezang: "The benevolence of the country is rare throughout the ages! With the Martyrs' Shrine, those dead soldiers have a destination. With the Martyrs' Shrine, why worry about the loyalty of the soldiers?

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Until Zheng Kezang said that with the use of sea guano, the yield per mu could exceed 5,000 kilograms.

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Zheng Kezang would even go out to perform gestures in person.

This was so true that all civil and military officials changed their stance and supported Zheng Kezang in building the Arc de Triomphe.

"There is another thing. The Ministry of Revenue does not need to worry about recruiting civilian laborers. Didn't we capture two thousand prisoners during the Zhugang victory? We assigned them to the Ministry of Works and let them work as coolies." Zheng Kezang said.

The trump card came out.

Now, there are more people supporting it.

"In addition, remind these prisoners that if they do well, they will be free. Guaranteeing them is like beating chicken blood." After Zheng Kezang finished speaking, he left the court and got off work.
Chapter completed!