Chapter 177: The Seal (II)

On the twenty-ninth day of the seventh month of the sixteenth year

In the morning, the weather was clear and cloudless, and at noon, a large cloud drifted from nowhere, covering the whole sun, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

The families of the officials who died in the Shu army, who were in Jingdi, arrived on this day.

Wang Hongyi ordered that the families of the officials killed in the war would be summoned before the banquet.

At this moment, Zhang Youzhi was in the side hall, drinking tea, but Yu Liangbo came, seeing Zhang Youzhi half-closed eyes, hands on his knees, as if he was recuperating his spirits, he couldn't help but smile: "Youzhi, what, are you recuperating your spirits?"

Zhang Youzhi sat up straight, smiled, ordered someone to serve tea, and invited him to sit together, saying: "I'm recuperating my spirits, and I'm also waiting for news, has your title been approved?"

"Just now it has been approved by the lord, and the order of canonization has also been moistened. The first rank of the public is the second grade, the third grade, the fourth grade, the fifth male, Zhang Fanzhi is determined to be the Hou, giving 7,000 acres, 200 shade households, and 40 pairs of soldiers. Speaking of this, even Yu Liangbo was a little envious: "The fief is set in his hometown, so he will take Changting Township as the name and seal Changting Hou." ”

"Shi Qian has a meritorious service in rescuing the driver, and is determined to be an uncle, giving 5,000 acres, 150 shades, and 30 pairs of soldiers, and the fief is also set in his hometown Qingyu, and he is named Qingyu Bo. ”

(Attached: I made a mistake last time, but in fact, Bo 5,000 mu Hou 7,000 mu)

"The above jue field, recorded in an iron scroll, can not be taken away from rebellion, hereditary replacement, in addition, the lord and the lord set a third-rate lord, a national scholar, a public scholar, and a county scholar. ”

"The countryman is not hereditary, 300 acres of land is given, which is equivalent to the six products, there are iron rolls, and the children and grandchildren are exempt from labor for generations, and they are not the classics of the country, and those who have great merit are not awarded. ”

"The public is not hereditary, and the land is given one hundred acres, which is equivalent to the seventh grade. There are also county scholars below, and they are not hereditary, and they give fifty acres of land, which is equivalent to eight products. ”

When Yu Liangbo said this, he smiled: "As soon as this order comes out, it will inspire the soldiers of the whole army." ”

"Not only that, but also the meaning of jī encouragement of civil service, this is worth the founding of the country, the military generals are meritorious, and the civil ministers are also meritorious. Zhang Youzhi said, and asked after a little pause: "I heard that Uncle Qingyu only has a posthumous son, but I don't know if it's a man or an NV." ”

Yu Liangbo smiled when he heard this, and smiled: "Yes, the posthumous son, if it is a man, he was born as a third-grade uncle, not to him, even the dealer was rewarded, saying that it was a good way to teach, and the dealer insisted on not accepting it, and the lord simply pulled out Zhuang Guang and became a seven-grade uncle." ”

Zhang Youzhi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, staring at Yu Liangbo, and only after a while did he say, "Do you think this is?"

"It depends on the situation, the lord is wise and martial, and everything is in his heart. Yu Liangbo said slowly: "It's already twice, and one more time, it's just playing nòng power." ”

Zhang Youzhi nodded, and at this time, a voice came from a distance.

"Let's go, go to the temple. ”

It was already early afternoon, and the hot and unbearable summer was a little cooler at this time, and in front of the main hall, rows of shì guards stood with knives.

The civil and military officials were arranged on both sides according to their status, and their expressions were solemn.

There were hundreds of people in the entire hall, but there was no sound.

Everything was in order, and someone shouted: "The prince has arrived!"

Suddenly, the sound of fine music started, and the figure turned out behind the early sight, and a group of civil and military people shouted on the ground: "Meet the Duke of the Kingdom!"

The hall fell silent.

The sound of powerful footsteps sounded on the steps, and there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the whole hall was so quiet that it could be heard as a needle dropped, and these sounds were clearly audible.

Wang Hongyi said leisurely: "The Qing family is flat. ”

"Xie Guogong. ”

Wang Hongyi sat on the top seat, dressed in a crown robe, his eyes were painted, his snow-white linings were turned over, and he was sitting with his hands on his knees.

According to the original plan, someone came in to report that they had come to wait outside the temple.

Wang Hongyi looked down and said, "Call them in." ”

From hearing and acting, go out to convey orders.

Soon a group of people walked in from outside the temple.

It is obvious that this group of people are all representatives of the families of the war dead, both male and old, all with sad faces, the same family, all supporting each other and walking in.

As soon as he entered, he was shocked by the solemnity in the hall, and with the whispered reminder of shì, he hurriedly knelt down and bowed, lowered his head, and didn't even dare to look up.

"Hurry up, please get up!" Wang Hongyi spoke, and his tone was gentle: "Your relatives are loyal martyrs, and they are all lonely and meritorious heroes. ”

When they got up, Wang Hongyi commanded: "Declare the order!"

"No!"

During the march, Zhang Youzhi, as the head of the civilian officials accompanying the army, participated in many aspects, but now it is Yu Liangbo who presides, to put it bluntly, one is the military and the other is the government, there is a difference.

Yu Liangbo came out in response, saluted to the lord, and took the order.

This order is the red scroll in golden letters, at that moment Zhang Yuzhi calmed his breath, faced the families of those officials who died in the war, opened the red scroll, and read it aloud: "The public order of Shu State!"

"Ordered. "It has been ordered a long time ago, and these family members knelt in front of the temple.

“...... Zhang Fanzhi, the governor of the water division, since he entered Shu as an official, he has been upright, has made outstanding achievements in training the navy, and has repeatedly made military exploits, and has been posthumously awarded the title of Marquis of Changting, hereditary replacement, given 7,000 acres, 200 shade households, 40 pairs of soldiers, and 1,000 taels of silver......"

“...... Secretary Pavilion Cheng Lang Shi Qian, his person is known as the name of virtue, since the official, outstanding achievements, in this campaign, there are military merits, especially posthumously awarded it as Qingyu Bo, hereditary replacement, given 5,000 acres, shade 150 households, 30 pairs of soldiers, 800 taels of silver......"

“...... Zhong Dayou, the general of the water division, for the future, is not afraid of death, has repeatedly made military exploits, has made outstanding achievements, and is specially posthumously awarded the Dongtian man, hereditary replacement, given 1,000 acres, 50 shade households, 10 pairs of soldiers, 300 taels of silver......"

“...... The soldiers who died in the war were given five taels of silver, and their families were paid full salaries for three years, and seven and a half years, and one generation of labor was exempted from it, so as to show grace and raise a son to rest ......"

“......”

In addition to posthumously sealing Zhang Fanzhi as the Marquis of Changting, Shi Qian as Qingyu Bo, and Zhong Dayou as Dongtian Nan, the other fifteen officials who died in battle with official positions were posthumously awarded according to their merits, and each family member was thankful with tears.

Wang Hongyi asked for another order, and Jiāo read it to Yu Liangbo.

This order was given for the soldiers who died in battle.

“...... You and the others were martyred and died in battle, how can you be allowed to be alone. It is the old capital into the Baozhong Ancestral Hall......"

This is Wang Hongyi's permission to allow all the soldiers who died in this battle to enter the Baozhong Shrine and enjoy the incense.

They were also given five taels of silver to their families, and according to their salaries before their deaths, they were given in full for three years and seven and a half years to support the elderly, raise their children, and comfort their families.

As soon as these two orders were given, the morale of the Shu army, which was originally low, suddenly improved.

The family members wept bitterly and thanked them, kowtowed, and after they retreated, the atmosphere in the hall was a little lighter.

"My lord, in this battle, our army has suffered great losses, and we need to replenish a large number of firearms and soldiers as soon as possible. Zhang Yu took a step forward and said out of class.

Wang Hongyi said: "The sailor can't be without a general for a day, where is Lu Suhai?"

Lu Suhai came out of class, stepped forward to salute, and bowed down to wait for the order.

"Lone ordered you to be the governor of the water division, the commander of the water division, and the selection of soldiers was formulated with Zhang Qing, and supplemented with firearms. ”

"Respectfully receive the order!" Lu Suhai received the order, and as soon as the words fell, he saw that the golden seal on his top had changed again, and the light green luck was surging in it.

"Ministers, this reward and punishment have been decided, you must fight hard, defeat the enemy army, and dominate the land. Finally, Wang Hongyi looked at the ministers and said.

"The ministers take orders!" the ministers responded with a heap.

Underworld

The sky was as black as ink, the stars were gone, and only the light of the gray méngméng shone brightly.

The avenue of mist, rows of souls formed a long dragon slowly wriggling, this is a group of souls, some mutilated, some in armor.

At a road, three hundred military spirits were holding long knives, under a big banner, Shi Qian and Zhang Fan looked at these intuitively, and when they saw someone similar to the Shu army, they immediately raised their flags to summon them.

However, it is not a success, and once it does, it will recover.

During this time, they also knew that this was the underworld, the land where people reached after death.

Not all dead souls survive here, and many will scatter over time, and the only way to survive is to condense their own bodies and to enter a place blessed by the light of merit.

The former they have already done, as for the latter, because they heard about the existence of Shu, among which the prestige of the Weiling Duke Zunzhi is the most prosperous, and there are many ghosts and gods under the account, and other ghosts and gods in the Shu country are all good or surrendered to it.

"Metropolitan Governor, now that the military soul is becoming more and more scarce, let's go and take refuge in Wei Linggong!" Shi Qian said.

"It's okay, and after today, I'll take refuge. Zhang Fan said bluntly and decided to go to Wei Linggong.

At this moment, a golden light flew in the void.

The golden light seemed to have found its target, and a scroll of metaphors was suspended in mid-air, and although it was only three feet long, it shone brightly, and the area it illuminated was clear

Zhang Fanzhi and Shi Qian stood up violently, and suddenly understood what was going on, and hurriedly knelt down to accept the order.

Yu Ling was suspended in mid-air and unfolded, and the words inside were blooming with golden light, and as soon as these golden sè characters appeared, they had a spiritual sound that automatically chanted, exactly the same as Yangshi.

Zhang Fanzhi and Shi Qian fell to their knees and thanked the place where the golden light fell.

After thanking him, a golden light fell, and these Shu soldiers were all covered in it, led by Zhang Fan Zhishi Qian, his body instantly froze, black and white lines appeared on his face, and his body shone brightly.

All of them have Dharma bodies!

The other soldiers, both in spirit and form, have grown.

The only obvious change is that the original broken body, as well as the blood stains on the body, are all gone, all of them are clearly armored, and the official robes are brand new.

This is the time when the official decree of posthumously sealing the soldiers and ordering the soldiers who died in battle to enter the Baozhong Temple was issued.

Jun has no jokes, although Wang Hongyi is not a real dragon at this time, he has gathered dragon energy, and since he said it, it has become a fact, and it has a great impact on the soul of the fallen soldiers in his army.

After Zhang Fanzhi and Shi Qian listened to the will, they couldn't help but feel jī tears and kowtow to thank them.

"Governor, what now?"

"The lord not only conferred the title, but also built a family temple, and also built a Baozhong Temple, which can naturally be transformed into a different palace. We should first go to see the Lord of Welling, and then return to our palace to receive orders. Zhang Fanzhi suddenly understood a lot and said without hesitation.