Zuo Yu knew that this little fat man was not talking about his own boss, but just because of his boss's age and identity, could the boys of the Su family come to pay homage every year
This little fat man is still secretive, just what he said just now, anyone with a little brain can guess his details, and the "Fang Zhao" that allows the people of the Su family to send people to worship every year is most likely to be The one buried in Yanzhou Martyrs Cemetery.
"You're talking about the one from the Martyrs Cemetery?" Zuo Yu glanced at Fang Zhao next to him when he asked Su Hou. He actually wanted to know that these people with the same name and surname as the martyrs were discussing martyrs with others. , how do you feel
Fang Zhao had a smile on his face, and he didn't speak, just listening to Zuo Yu talking with Su Hou.
"Yes, that's the one! Do you know what kind of person he is?" Su Hou asked curiously. When he was sent to Yanzhou, he searched the Internet to check the person "Fang Zhao". There are too many people with the same name and surname, but as a martyr in Yanzhou and his identity is important, there is only one person. Unfortunately, it can be found on the Internet. There is too little information and incomplete understanding. He just learned from his brothers and sisters that that person is a good friend of their Su family's Su Mu, and the position of the tombstone in Yanzhou is second only to Wu Yan, the general of Jianzhou in Yanzhou.
"He, I know, we used to talk about it in history class when we were in school."
Zuo Yu glanced around and found no danger. The policemen guarding the tomb not far away watched them defensively, which made Zuo Yu tell the story with more confidence. Because the tomb guards are all staring here, if there is any potential danger, the tomb guards will definitely notice in advance. As long as they move, Zuo Yu can respond in time and protect Fang Zhao to evacuate.
In fact, Zuo Yu mostly learned about the Yanzhou martyr "Fang Zhao" from middle school textbooks, and later heard some from other people's mouths. He didn't know much, but it was still okay to pretend to be in front of Su Hou.
All the stories that people know seem to be good, extolling the great achievements of the martyrs. Zuo Yu told the story in Yanzhou's history book vividly and vividly, and Su Hou, who was sitting in front of the tombstone, was also taken aback.
Fang Zhao stood beside him and listened quietly. Those stories were a bit unfamiliar, and the artistic traces were too serious. However, this was not the first time Fang Zhao had experienced this kind of thing. When he went to Yanzhou Martyrs Cemetery before the anniversary, the memorial hall There were also stories being told, and he was mentioned, where the traces of art were heavier.
Shaking his head with a silent smile, Fang Zhao looked up at Su Mu's tombstone.
Su Mu's tombstone is similar to Wuyan's tombstone. It is a brief introduction to his life in two sentences, followed by Su Mu's contribution to Muzhou.
Compared to Wu Yan, who was a generation younger than him, Fang Zhao and Su Mu, who had also experienced peaceful times and then struggled in the apocalypse, were more familiar with them.
Five hundred years later, visiting the graves of old friends is a very complicated feeling. Fang Zhao himself does not know how to describe it. When he was reborn, seeing old friends open up a new century, Fang Zhao is also envious, but if those old friends Friends know that he was reborn 500 years later, maybe, they will be envious, right
Zuo Yu's mouth was talking non-stop for half an hour. The muscles on the faces of the policemen who were guarding the tomb not far away were twitching. I probably didn't expect this person to be so capable.
When Zuo Yu finally stopped, Su Hou hadn't had enough fun.
"What else? Can you tell me how Fang Zhao and General Su Mu, General Lu Xi, General Wuyan, and others knew each other?" Su Hou asked expectantly.
"There are too many to say." Zuo Yu replied. In fact, he didn't know it himself, the goods in his stomach were almost empty. Make up? That's too disrespectful to the martyr, so let's not say it.
"Anyway, you just need to remember that the people buried in the martyrs' cemetery on each continent, the famous ones without their names, are all worthy of respect and admiration, especially those in the front of the tombstones, they are all great men." Zuo Yu concluded.
Su Hou was a little disappointed that he couldn't hear more stories. Touching the wound on his forehead, he grinned: "That's good."
He has heard a lot of stories about their ancestors of the Su family, Su Mu, who recaptured Muzhou, and watched a lot of movies and TV shows of that era. Every middle-2nd youth has a superhero dream in their hearts, so he worships Su Mu and is blocked by When he went to Yanzhou to worship for the task, he was also happy. Because I grew up in Muzhou, I heard stories related to Muzhou, and the leaders of the era of extinction outside Muzhou did not know much. If it's as Zuo Yu said, it's worth it for him to knock so much, and it's not in vain. Originally because of the resentment that was pitted by the brothers and sisters, after listening to Zuo Yu's words, it also dissipated a lot.
As soon as his anger dissipated, Su Hou felt that his forehead was hurting badly. He also knew that it was not good for him to stay here all the time. If he was encountered by those entertainment media who were looking for news, he would be in trouble again.
Getting up and preparing to leave, Su Hou said to Zuo Yu: "You tell a good story, add a friend, I will go to Yanzhou to play with you when you have time."
Su Hou felt that the two new acquaintances were good. Although he was not smart, he could sense the kindness and malice that came from people, and the two of them didn't inquire about his family affairs, at least they didn't have very strong interests. Add a friend, you will be bored and want to hear more stories in the future, and it is easy to find someone.
"This is my communication number, my name is... Su Hou." After Su Hou reported his name, he looked at Zuo Yu and Fang Zhao's reactions.
"I know, your photos can be found in entertainment journals. Don't run around. It's better to bring bodyguards. I've seen a lot of children from wealthy families like you running around and being tied up." Zuo Yu said while adding friends.
"What's your name? Add a friend too!" Su Hou looked at the other person next to Zuo Yu.
"My name is Fang Zhao."
Su Hou: "..."
Su Hou stupidly walked a few steps towards the exit, then turned back to look at Fang Zhao, "Fang Zhao?!"
Zuo Yu explained: "This is my boss, Fang Zhao, who has the same name and surname as the martyr 'Fang Zhao' you kowtowed to."
"Oh." Su Hou scratched the short hair on his head, feeling a little embarrassed. He knew that there were many people with the same name and surname as the martyr, but it was a bit awkward to meet one in this situation.
"You mentioned just now that people from other continents will send people over to worship every year?" Fang Zhao asked.
When Zuo Yu was telling a story just now, Su Hou mentioned this, but he didn't say much, and Zuo Yu didn't notice anything special here. Every year when other continents visited Yanzhou Martyrs Cemetery, they would also pay homage by the way. Just a moment, martyr, this is very common.
"Did you mention it?" Su Hou scratched his head and thought back, "Oh, yes, I don't know, I just heard that, just like our Su family sends people over to worship every year, and other continents also have it. People like this, the time may not be the same, but most of them are before and a month after the anniversary, and some people don't know who, I also met people from Xizhou when I passed yesterday."
Fang Zhao smiled and didn't ask any more questions, he said to Su Hou: "Go back quickly, there should be someone who came to look for you, the forehead injury should be treated quickly, no matter how angry you are, don't let yourself go, the head injury is not treated in time. would be stupid."
Zuo Yu next to him: Boss, do you know that you are lying to children like this
However, Su Hou believed. He felt that he was no longer smart, and if he became more stupid...
"Help!!" Su Hou spread his thick legs and ran towards the group of people who had just entered the core area of the cemetery, causing the group to think that Fang Zhao and Zuo Yu were going to kidnap Su Hou, and some people took out guns.
However, soon, the whole face of the leader of the team was a little distorted. Probably after listening to Su Hou's story, he realized that it was completely different from what he had in mind. With a polite smile, he nodded, and then a group of people surrounded Su Hou in the middle and left.
Outside the core area of the cemetery, there were faint voices of reprimands, not from Su Hou. It should be some media looking for news from outside the core area, or some people watching the fun, and the staff of the cemetery were reprimanding.
"Young master from a wealthy family." Zuo Yu sighed, and then became somewhat happy, "I was lucky this time, I met a young master from a wealthy family. Speaking of wealthy families, the families of those Genesis generals are all globally recognized wealthy families, boss, you say It would be great if you were a descendant of the great man of Genesis."
Fang Zhao just smiled and said nothing.
He stood quietly in front of Su Mu's tombstone for a while, and then walked to the next tombstone, just like when he was at the Martyrs' Cemetery in Yanzhou.
This is not the main battlefield of Fang Zhao, but some names are still familiar to Fang Zhao, and even if they are not familiar, they will be a little impressed.
There is no tomb of "Fang Zhao" here, but there are still people who remember him.
Five hundred years later, they can still send people over to worship, even if they just take a form and complete a task mentality, Fang Zhao will not say that they are bad. Even people who are related by blood will lose their relationship after a long time, let alone how many generations have passed, and there is no blood relationship. It's really rare to kowtow like Su Hou, dozens of times in one kowtow.
I walked out of the cemetery area and came directly to the square in front of the big tombstone. Standing in the square, I could see the front of the magnificent monument in the core cemetery area.
Because the Memorial Day has passed for a while, and there are not many people here. The Memorial Day holiday is over. Those who go to work and those who go to school go to school. The media who came here because of Su Hou also shifted their attention with Su Hou’s departure. stay here.
The people in twos and threes probably worshipped someone and walked quietly on the square. Without the hustle and bustle of the anniversary, the square seemed very empty, with occasional other sounds. A gust of wind blew the fallen leaves and grass clippings from the trees, making a screeching sound on the stone floor of the square.
This is the most common state of the cemetery.
Fang Zhao's footsteps are getting slower and slower, his head is slightly sideways, as if he is distinguishing something.
"What's wrong?" Zuo Yu thought that Fang Zhao had discovered something unusual, and became vigilant, but he looked around and found nothing suspicious.
"Listen." Fang Zhao said.
"What?" Zuo Yu still didn't understand.
"Listen to the sound."
Zuo Yu listened carefully, but still didn't find anything worth noting, "Boss, what sound did you hear?"
"The sound of the tombstone."
Zuo Yu: "..."
Scratching the goose bumps on his arm, Zuo Yu asked, "Is there a sound from the tombstone?"
"Yes. Every tombstone, big and small, near and far, has its voice. There are also trees and people, including the square here, the stone slabs laid on the square, etc. The whole cemetery, It has its own voice." Fang Zhao stopped, closed his eyes, and listened carefully, his hand hanging by his side moved his fingers.
Zuo Yu: "..." My boss is a lunatic!
A gust of wind blew, obviously the weather here is getting warmer today, and the wind is also a little soft and warm, but Zuo Yu is shivering, and cold sweat is oozing from his back, there is always a kind of creepy feeling.
"Boss, we have to respect science!"