I turned the cold palace into a paradise

Chapter 138 Heroes Monument

As the sun rises in the early morning, everything seems so vibrant.

But today the atmosphere in Nirvana Village is particularly solemn and sad.

Yunyue led the managers to stand on the platform. Each of them had a white cloth tied around their arms.

"I know everyone is sad. Every one of us is sad because the victims are our family, friends and companions."

"The night before, Nirvana Village was facing the greatest crisis since its establishment. If they hadn't stepped forward regardless of their own lives, we might have died tragically or suffered humiliation..."

"So they are heroes! They sacrificed their lives to protect everyone in the village. They should be remembered, by everyone..."

As she spoke, Yunyue lifted the cloth covering a large rock standing in the center of the village.

All I saw were the names of the victims engraved on it.

"They are heroes. We will never forget them, and we cannot forget them." Yun Yue gently stroked the names on the card. These are all living lives!

Li Wanhua wiped her tears fiercely. These people who fell down were clearly training and joking together the day before. They were also talking about their dreams...

"We will not let the brave heroes down. The village will give a pension of 200 taels to the families of each hero. In the future, the village will take care of the hero's wife and children, and we will take care of the hero's parents..."

The families of the men who died covered their mouths and cried bitterly.

"We won't let their deaths be in vain. We want revenge!"

“Revenge! Revenge!!”

The sound echoed throughout the mountains and forests.

"Bring people up!" Yun Yue then winked at Li Wanhua.

Soon the captured enemies were brought over.

Now there are only a dozen left.

"Today, we will use the blood of these people to commemorate our heroes."

"No, no, no, you can't kill us! I'm an official!"

"The prefect will kill you!"

"Don't you have a rule in your village that prohibits killing prisoners of war?"

"We were ordered to suppress the bandits! If you want to blame someone, blame the prefect! Yes. Blame Prefect Lin!"

Yun Yue looked down at them sarcastically: "Haha, are you considered prisoners of war? Oh? And you were ordered to suppress bandits? Is that true? Then why did you collude with the bandits in Yangshan?"

"Official? Are you worthy? You killed the wealthy merchants passing by and took their money. You helped Prefect Lin do all kinds of bad things. You insulted a woman and caused her to commit suicide..." Yun Yue pointed at them one by one. When they were interrogated separately, in order to save their lives, they confessed the crimes of others one by one.

"So, you deserve to die. Go ahead! Use their blood to pay tribute to the dead heroes and the civilians who died tragically."

Knife up and down.

The blood of those people flowed under the monument to heroes.

And those heroes were buried in the forest behind the village, watching over the village and protecting their families... forever.

After the memorial service, a woman with red and swollen eyes came over carrying a basket.

She bowed to Yunyue, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Master Yue, these are the persimmons picked by my husband. I dried them into dried persimmons, specially made for you..."

Yunyue felt her eyes were sore and swollen. She took the basket, took out a piece of persimmon cake from it, and ate it with tears in her eyes.

"The persimmon cakes are very sweet, thank you." After saying this, he bowed to the woman.

The woman dodged hurriedly: "Mr. Yue, we should thank you. Thank you for not forgetting them, and thank you for your arrangements for us..." As she spoke, the woman shed tears again.

Yunyue walked forward, gently held the woman in her arms and patted her.

She knew that no matter how good the treatment was, it could not bring back those dead relatives.

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Wang Xiang stood under the hero monument, wiping the name on it.

"Wang Xiang, what are you doing?" Several children who had just finished class asked Wang Xiang in confusion as he ran to the hero monument as soon as the bell rang.

"I... I miss my father. I'll wipe it for him." It was windy today and there was a lot of dust on the monument.

"Let me help you."

"I want to come too!"

The children took out their handkerchiefs and wiped the names on the hero monument.

"Wang Xiang, your father is a hero! I want to be a hero in the future too!"

"Yes! I want one too! Wang Xiang, your father is awesome! He saved us. My mother made new shoes for you and your mother, and said she'll give them to you in a couple of days."

"My father bought a lot of delicious food from the market, but he didn't give it to me. He said it was for you. Wang Xiang, can you give me some when the time comes? I want to eat it, too."

Wang Xiang nodded and gently stroked his father’s name on the hero’s monument with his little hand.

Dad, did you hear that? You are remembered. You are a hero. Don't worry, Mom and I are fine...

……

"Si Cheng, can I ask you for a favor?"

"What do you mean by help or not? Miss Yun, just decide. The master said that we will follow your arrangements."

"I'd like to borrow a few of you to fight a few battles with me, is that okay?"

"Who to beat? Those thieves from last night." Si Cheng had some vague guesses.

"Yes, the bandits from Yangshan and the prefect's men."

Si Cheng frowned lightly. He could just kill the bandits, but it was not easy to touch the people in the city. What if it affected the master's plan?

Yunyue noticed Si Cheng's hesitation.

"You come with me."

Si Cheng followed Yun Yue.

"Do you know what your master sent you here for?"

"The master said Miss Yun wanted to give him something and asked us to escort her over."

"Well, Xiao Yinmo is short of money, right?"

Si Cheng scratched his head embarrassedly: "Yes." All the master's money is now used for military expenses and other businesses. I hope Miss Yun doesn't despise the master for being poor!

Yunyue opened the door of the warehouse.

"You come."

Si Cheng followed Yun Yue in.

Inside were boxes filled with gold.

Si Cheng stood there with his mouth open. Oh my god! Is being a bandit so profitable?

"Oh, there's more than that." Yun Yue said indifferently.

Si Cheng looked at Yun Yue as if he was the God of Wealth. Do you want to take a look at what you are talking about? This point? ? ? ? And? ? ? ?

This is gold!!! Not rice!!!

Si Cheng felt his throat was a little dry: "Are these for my master?"

"Well, but how much you can bring back depends on you." Yun Yue said meaningfully.

Si Cheng immediately stood up straight and said righteously: "How dare a little magistrate collude with officials and bandits! Everyone has the right to kill him!"

Yunyue then nodded with satisfaction.