"Yes!" Su Erhu gritted his teeth and responded, lowered his head and walked around Dong Ce and the others with people - he lowered his head and didn't look at Dong Ce, for fear that he couldn't help but burst out as soon as he raised his head.

Dong Ce walked to Yang Heiwang's side, only to see that he was no longer breathing, his mouth was full of blood, his eyes were wide open, his face was hideous, and he looked quite terrifying. His mother-in-law and Yang Dahao both knelt beside them with blank expressions, crying twice from time to time, and when they saw Dong Ce coming, they quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"When a person dies, let the mourning be changed!" Dong Ce took out a small ingot of five taels of silver and placed it in front of them.

What he didn't expect was that Yang Dahao wiped his tears and said loudly: "Master Dong, thank you for your great kindness, my family has been thinking of your kindness for generations, but this silver is too heavy, I don't dare to take it." You have guaranteed these animals to come down, and my mother and I can live! ”

These words made Dong Ce can't help but look at him again. He pursed his lips, his expression full of fortitude, although he was a little nervous, but his words were methodical. This kind of look actually made him feel a little familiar. After a while, Dong Ce smiled in his heart: "It's just a young man." ”

"Take it, go back and make a good coffin for your father, and bury it in the scenery, so that he can rest assured under Jiuquan."

Dong Ce said that this is a matter of filial piety, and Yang Dahao can't refuse. The two just kowtowed vigorously, and wept gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness." ”

"That's it, that's it, let's go." Dong Ce waved his hand.

Turn around and leave.

Red Sleeves suddenly walked over, came to the woman's side, and smiled at Dong Ce: "Husband, is it okay for the slave to say a few words to her?" ”

Dong Ce was stunned and nodded. Took a few steps to the side.

Red Sleeves lowered his voice and said to the woman, and Dong Ce couldn't really hear what he said. It's just that the woman's expression was a little wooden at first, and then she nodded again and again, and it seemed that the person was also a little angry, and at the end she kowtowed to the red sleeves, looking like she was very grateful.

After a while, Red Sleeves came back, Dong Ce didn't ask her anything, and the group left.

After walking for a distance, I looked back, and saw Yang Dahao and his mother still kneeling there, looking this way.

"I can't control everyone, it's just this one, since I have encountered it, I have to take care of it." Dong Ce sighed, looking a little tired: "Save a family, it's a family!" ”

And all the people were silent.

Just turned around, Dong Ce's eyes instantly became cold: "Su Yimo, wait!" ”

Returning to the gate of Lingyidu, waiting for Qiao Shi and Red Sleeves to get into the carriage, Dong Ce suddenly turned around and said to Huang Ji: "Uncle Ji, there is something to do, I don't know if you want to do it." ”

Huang Ji was obviously not very interested, and bowed his head and responded: "What's the matter?" ”

Dong Ce pulled him aside, lowered his voice and said a few words.

Huang Ji's face was blue and white for a while, and he seemed to be shocked to the extreme, his face was full of disbelief, but in the end, his face turned red and nodded heavily: "I did this!" Hänchen, you can rest assured! ”

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Dong Ce did not return to Panshi Fort, and ordered a few family members to send Red Sleeves and Qiao's back, while he rode his horse to Anxiangdun.

When they arrived at the gate of Anxiangdun, Li Gui, Wang Yu, Shi Jin and others were waiting on the edge of the moat. They have only been idle and comfortable for thirty-one nights, and they have been busy since the first day of the new year, and all kinds of things are pressed, and it is also a rare thing to be able to gather here at this time.

Seeing that Dong Ce had arrived, everyone saluted.

Dong Ce nodded, waved his hand and said, "That's it." ”

He turned over and dismounted, rubbed his stiff and cold face that had been blown all the way by the cold wind, and asked Li Gui, "Are the paper money sacrifices or anything ready?" ”

Li Gui bent down and said respectfully, "It's all ready." According to the instructions of the adults, the specifications are very high. ”

As he was talking, a group of people came out of the gate of the dungeon, both men and women, but the women and children in the dungeon. Since there were many families stationed in Anxiangdun, for fear of provoking criticism, these female dependents have restrained themselves, basically not going out of the door, and not having much contact with Dong Ce's family, but the children don't have to work anymore, eat and drink better than before, and often run around and play.

When I saw Dong Ce, I saluted one after another.

Huo Qingtong is also tall, wearing a wide cotton armor, and his jet-black ponytail is dangling, which is very conspicuous in the crowd.

When everyone came, Li Gui greeted him, and a few of them went to the fort to carry out three animals, whole pigs, whole cows, whole sheep, and the same as the ancestors in Dong Ce's family. This is also the highest sacrifice that can be held at this stage. They didn't use Dong Ce's family, but carried it out by themselves, and the group walked towards the back of An Xiangdun.

In fact, unless it is a relatively large-scale ancestor worship, there is no need for sacrifices of this level. But this worship is a little special these days.

Because the people who want to worship are Huo Rang and Zhang Qisi. These two died in the night battle with Jiannu last year, and this year is the first year, so they need to be extra solemn. And their identity is the robe of everyone, and they must treat the robe with great respect.

Even in the hearts of everyone, there was a faint thought - if it weren't for them, I am afraid that everyone would not be able to retreat from the battle that day. And after that war, Dong Ce was promoted, everyone was promoted, and then the tide rose. That day is considered a turning point in everyone's lives.

There is such a relationship in it.

The cemetery chosen for them that day was not far behind Anxiangdun, about 150 steps away from Anxiangdun, and was a hilly slope that sat west and looked east. The terrain is very good, the slope is not too steep, but it is enough to ensure that when it rains, water does not accumulate near the grave.

The two tombs are next to each other, in the shape of a saddle.

Huo Rang and Zhang Qisi can be described as poor, suffering and sinful in the border land, born and dying, but they are not much better than beggars. But when they die, they will be much more glorious than many others. Under the tomb, a deep pit was dug one zhang deep, one zhang and five feet square, which was quite a huge project in this era, requiring many manpower. The coffin used is a thick and sturdy big pine body, the coffin lid is more than half a foot thick, and seven or eight strong men can't lift it, and the outside is also painted with a layer of oily and shiny dense black paint. The tomb on the top is more than two meters high, a square circle, very huge, and the porcelain pressed by the earth on it is solid. In front of the tomb, Dong Ce also asked a stonemason to carve a tombstone for them, the tombstone is six feet high, thicker than the courtyard wall of the house, and the fine bluestone is carved, on which their lives, lives, status, and the glory of death in battle are written.

In this era, many people are rolled up with reeds after death, digging a shallow pit, and burying a layer of floating soil on it, and those who can have a thin coffin after death can already be blinded. For Huo Rang and Zhang Qisi, this is already considered to be a grief.

The pine trees planted in front of the grave that day were still a deep dark green. Because it is a new grave, the soil is still very porcelain, and there is no place to collapse.

The procedures of worship are almost the same, offering three animals, Dong Ce took a jar of wine handed by Li Gui, sprinkled it around the tomb, and recited words in his mouth.

Li Gui and others piled up the paper figures, paper carts and horses they brought to the grave and set them on fire, and there was even a three-story small building with a height of one zhang and paper ties.

The fire was blazing, paper money was flying, and the air was filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere. Huo Rang and Zhang Qisi's family knelt on the ground, crying silently. Most of the people around him were solemn, and some were secretly wiping their tears.

Dong Ce's mood was also affected and became depressed. But he knows that there will only be more such scenes in the future.

Dong Ce stood in front of everyone and said loudly: "Brother, we have come to see you!" Burn some paper money for you, don't save it under the Nine Springs, spend as much as you want, and live a good life. I have sent you carriages and horses, so that you can go in and out without having to walk on your own. I have sent you a pavilion to live comfortably in it. I have sent you slaves and maidservants, so that I may serve you. In the future, just enjoy the blessings! ”

Let's take a deep look.

Behind him, there was already a cry.

After the worship was over, they packed up their things and left, and everyone persuaded them for a while before they persuaded Zhang Qisi and Huo Rang's families to leave with their support.

Back at Anxiangdun, Dong Ce visited those families again and had lunch with them. Like Jia Ding, the most confidant subordinates naturally have to contact in real time and maintain their feelings, Dong Ce has always been very good at this. He can be self-exalted, but he can also lower his posture, and when he mixes with these family members, he doesn't put on any shelf, laughing and laughing, which makes people feel close to each other, but also respect.

The New Year of Chongzhen's eighth year may be an unprecedented fat year for these families. When they used to celebrate the New Year, it was a great meal of dumplings to die, but not for the baby. And since becoming a homeless person, I don't even have the concept of the New Year, I just want not to starve to death every day, where do I still have the heart to celebrate the New Year?

And two days ago, on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Dong Ce asked people to send a whole big fat pig, fragrant braised pork, steaming white steamed buns, open to eat, and pull down. On the morning of the first day of the new year, there are dumplings, pork and green onion filling, bite down, the fat is moist and oily, and the mouth is fragrant.

On the evening of the thirtieth day, many family members wept when they thought of the miserable days of the past.

After lunch, Dong Ce took them to the training ground to check their skills and tactics. Dismount and shoot, immediately charge and kill, etc. These days, the training of the family members has never been interrupted, it is still a diligent practice every day, and the intensity has not become any less, and it is still tired every day like a dead dog. Whether stationed in Anxiangdun or on duty at Panshi Fort, training must be carried out and will never be put down. The things they have practiced are still the same as before, but they are becoming more and more proficient. Coupled with the actual battle with the bandits of Liuling Mountain before, now Dong Ce seems that their spirit and lethality, as well as their cooperation with each other, are completely different from before.

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