The season is already cool in autumn, and an autumn rain has just stopped, and there is a sense of gloom and coldness everywhere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When I went out early in the morning, a gust of autumn wind mixed with moisture blew, and while rolling up the fallen leaves, I couldn't help but shrink my neck.

But it is a faint glow, an old tree jackdaw, and a flying shadow.

The people in the city went to the outside of Chang'an early. As early as a few days ago, the emperor list was posted in the city, announcing to the people that today the emperor will go to the military academy to worship the soul of the Han family in Liaodong in person, and he is willing to sacrifice it with the people.

Today is the right time.

Liaodong, that is an old wound in the minds of the people.

A few years ago, I dared to ask Guanzhong, who didn't have a man who never came back after being conscripted into the army?

Even the anti-poem of that year, many people still remember it in their hearts and have not forgotten it!

The soldiers of the reserve mansion on the left and right, guarding the emperor's luan, came out of the palace and went to the outside of Chang'an City.

There is no clear street, the people in Chang'an City are accompanied, and the alleys are empty.

Outside the gate of the military academy, Li Jing, who already looked quite old, was full of energy in his eyes. Standing still upright, Xia Hongsheng and Ma Zhou stood beside him, and behind him were military cadets who stood like javelins piercing the ground.

"Virtuous nephew, have all the things you prepared been arranged?" Li Jing asked Xia Hongsheng in a low voice.

"The little nephew has checked it many times, and everything is in order." Xia Hongsheng nodded.

As soon as the two finished speaking, they saw the emperor's Luan driving in the distance.

It was accompanied by a majestic and high-pitched shout: "Saint Come!" ”

Li Jing tidied up his clothes and took the lead, followed by Xia Hongsheng and Ma Zhou, and went forward to meet him.

Approaching and saluting solemnly, Li Shimin asked them to excuse themselves, then walked down and changed to walking.

Li Shimin's eyes looked at Xia Hongsheng, Xia Hongsheng saw the meaning of inquiry in his eyes, and nodded slightly.

Li Shimin also nodded, and then took a step and walked towards the military academy.

The gate of the military academy was opened, and the accompanying military generals, the soldiers of the guards, and the people of Chang'an all entered the military academy.

In front of the Heroic Soul Temple, on the huge Heroes Square, soon, it was already neatly filled with people. The people were guided by the cadets of the military academy and stood neatly in a phalanx.

The huge and towering monument to the heroes of the Tang Dynasty is like a sharp arrow piercing the sky, and there is no taller building than it around, which is even more towering and conspicuous.

Li Shimin, Li Tao, and Xia Hongsheng, the three of them slowly walked up the steps under the monument.

The three of them looked at each other, Xia Hongsheng took a step forward, picked up the shape of a horn made of copper skin, talked about the simple "megaphone" that was better than nothing, took a breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Twenty-two years ago, Emperor Yang claimed that "he will be a country and a country", and he also blamed Goguryeo and the Khitan party, pious Liu Haishu, Xi Jing Ya's clothes, invaded Liaoxi, refused to enter the court, and ordered the eastward expedition. However, Emperor Yang was incompetent, the military orders were not good, and the rear army did not come, resulting in the defeat of Liaodong, and hundreds of thousands of Han family sons and daughters were all dry bones. The world died in the service and the family was injured in wealth. The place of the frontier is defeated, the place of labor is destroyed, although half of the recovery is not returned, and every year, than the son of the good family, he goes to the border more, and the sound of crying is resounding in the state and county. The old and weak are not enough to relieve the hunger, and the women and laborers are not enough to support the clothing! The palace view bow is lush grass, the township pavilion is absolutely its fireworks, people eat each other, ten and four five! ”

After that, Xia Hongsheng paused for the time being. There is no sound below, and the needle drop can be heard. Regardless of whether it was the people or the soldiers, they all showed a sad look on their faces.

"Three expeditions to Goguryeo, the first time, 1.3 million soldiers, twice as many people. The second time, there were more than 600,000 soldiers and more than 600,000 people. The third time, there were millions of soldiers and countless people...... In the three expeditions, hundreds of thousands of soldiers died in Liaodong, and countless people died on the way! Xia Hongsheng paused, and then continued: "There were merchants in the Tang Dynasty, as for Goguryeo. Seeing that there are mountains along the road and along the river, they are majestic and forested, and the yin atmosphere is pressing. In the scorching summer, I also feel very cold, although it is bright and clear, I also hear ghosts crying. Asked. Nai proudly said: Although this mountain of Goguryeo, it was built by the Han people. Its Goguryeo humanitarianism: the former Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty had no way, three expeditions to Goguryeo, millions of dead, with his head, built as a Beijing view. Seeing the wind and the sand, the white bones under it are endless, all the heads of my Han family's sons, and now they have become dry bones in other places! Under the view of Beijing, among the dry bones, there are fathers, sons and brothers, and brothers and sisters? ! ”

"Yes!" Among the soldiers below, as well as among the people, many people couldn't help but raise their voices in response.

"The Goguryeo people actually built our fathers, sons, brothers, and our siblings into a white bone Jingguan to show off. Pity my Han family's son, I can't return triumphantly in life, and I can't go into the ground in death! Xia Hong raised his voice and shouted: "I hate it! ”

As soon as these words came out, there were tears in the eyes of some people below.

"Twenty-two years!" Xia Hongsheng continued to shout: "Twenty-two years! Today, there are a group of bones of soldiers back then, who were broken by the imperial court and brought home! ”

There was an uproar below, and people searched around.

"These people, I don't know their names anymore, they may be called Zhao Da, or they may be called Wang Er, but now, they don't know." Xia Hongsheng continued: "But we know that they have a common name - Han Family Erlang! Today, they have waited for twenty-two years, and the relatives of the Central Plains have finally brought them back! ”

After speaking, I only heard a drum and trumpet, and the mourning music suddenly sounded, but I saw a sudden step out of the line from the side.

The team was lined up in a neat line, dressed in neat military uniforms. In the hands of each of them, they all held a wooden plate, and on the square wooden plate, there were a few broken dry bones, or half a skull!

"Oh my God! These are all the best sons of my Han family! An old minister cried bitterly, almost fainting: "The old man's three children are all lost in Liaodong, and now they are so dry bones!" ”

With the military music, the front-line team walked slowly step by step with a solemn and solemn attitude.

"Check it out! Check it all out! Xia Hongsheng shouted loudly above: "Here, maybe there are your fathers and sons, and there are your siblings!" ”

Those cadets holding dry bones, with solemn and solemn expressions, slowly followed the mourning music, walked with salutes, gradually passed through the crowd, and walked in front of the crowd in turn.

There seemed to be indescribable resentment in the white, tattered, hollow eye sockets of the dry bones.

Where the bones passed, the sound of wailing filled the wilderness.