Chapter 153 Jingguan

The charter is actually quite simple.

A temporary shed was set up to house the ashes of these martyrs, and then their families were notified by letters. Of course, this refers to those who can be identified, like those in that big jar, can't they be divided into one family, right? It must be buried here, and according to Fang Zhongyong's meaning, it must be buried in the most conspicuous position for future generations to admire.

The construction of the matter, encountered a little trouble, because in recent years, it was difficult to beat away the Xixia people, and the big guys wanted to rest for a while and have a good life.

Now is not a good time to requisition people, especially stonemasons, and if you don't do it well, it will arouse the anger of the people.

When the big guy hears it, the people's husband? Is that a thing? What kind of people can have our brothers to work hard? Stonemasons are not a problem, do you want to pay a lot of money? Not coming? Tie them up too!

I really found the stonemason, and as soon as I heard that it was to build a martyr's cemetery for the heroes who died in battle, Ma Yudi put down the dishes and chopsticks, took his tools, took his apprentices, and came in a carriage.

As for those who have money or not, am I the one who is greedy for money? Build a cemetery for the heroes who protect us, and it will cost a lot of money, is that still human? Just give a regular price.

With sufficient personnel and complete materials, in less than a month, a solemn martyr's cemetery was erected.

Looking at the cemetery that was as tight as a castle, Fang Zhongyong was really a little crying and laughing, are you ready to fight to the end? Or are you going to use this as a fortress to attack Lord Yama in the underworld?

Fan Yong's guy was very satisfied. In his words, heroic martyrs, it is natural to maintain a high fighting spirit at all times and places, and it is not a big deal to fight with Hades Lao Tzu when he dies.

The soldiers also liked it very much, especially the road paved with stones, and they were very envious. Good guy, this is more beautiful than the house of the landlord Lao Cai in the county, and the most important thing is that it is sturdy, and it will not be bad if you live for a hundred years, how good it would be if you could live here!

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was scolded back: "At most, leave a few veterans guarding the mausoleum, what do you want to do?" Not old enough! If you want to live in, let's wait until you're dead! ”

When the disabled sergeant got this sentence, he was ready to draw his knife to give himself a good time, but the judicial officer did not stop him, but said coldly: "The one who is dead does not count!" ”

The little people have the troubles of the little people, and the big people have the troubles of the big people.

Right now, what Fang Zhongyong is worried about is that this cemetery is really not very good-looking. It's all gray bluestone, you can also get some white marble or something, embellish it, enhance the style of the scenic spot, and attract customers to offer flowers to the martyrs, put fruits or something. You make it look like this, and the timid ones don't dare to come in at all, how can you accept gifts?

Dou Shouzhi also has big troubles, if he is also a big man.

As soon as the battle ended, Dou Shouzhi began to calculate his exploits and damage. After carefully inspecting the heads of Western Xia, how to deal with as many as sixty or seventy thousand corpses became a big problem.

A fire is burned, which is the most worry-free way, but Fang Zhongyong feels that going back to the field directly to fertilize the land is too wasteful of resources, and there is a sense of destroying the heavens. Disagree!

The human head of Western Xia, what a rare object! When he was in Hongzhou, if there were so many Xixia people as gladiators, wouldn't Yan Juhou's small gladiatorial arena be open all over the world?

Although it is said that dead people can't be gladiators, they can't all be used as fertilizer, right?

Fan Yong thought that this was very true: "How can I do such rude things in my country of China, the country of etiquette? The intention of this official is the same as that of Lord Fang, to decorate these corpses and return them to Western Xia, so that they can appreciate the benevolence of my Great Song Dynasty. ”

Fang Zhongyong waved his hand again and again: "We are different, different!" What your old man wants is to send them all back, so that I can show my Celestial Empire style. What I want is to send them back partially. ”

"Partially sent back? Okay, too. After all, some of the corpses were so mutilated that they weren't easy to put together. ”

"That's not what it meant."

"Oh! You want to keep some of it as a proof of boasting, right? Although it is a little childish, it is understandable that young people have the intention of boasting! ”

"Understand your sister! I really doubt how you got into the Jinshi back then. I'm talking about the part that was sent back to the body, not the part of the body that was sent back! ”

Fan Yong's grammar is not very good, is there a difference between the mosquito coils on his face? Didn't you?

Fang Zhongyong stopped going around in circles: "Jingguan knows, right?" ”

Fan Yong's color changed: "The kid is rude!" The Jingguan is all greedy, forbearant and killing, and piles up enemy corpses to boast of martial arts. It is an ancient bad habit, and it should not be taken lightly! ”

To say that this Fan Yong is really strange enough, Fang Zhongyong's disrespect for him in his words, he didn't take it to heart at all. As soon as he said that he wanted to carry out a small artistic processing of the corpses of the Tangut people, it was like prostituting his concubine, and he was furious!

That's the Tangut people, that's the enemy of the invasion, do you need to talk to them about etiquette and morality?

Fang Zhongyong didn't intend to convince the pedantic old man, that's how people learn, and that's how they do, we can't say that people are hypocrites or anything.

Fang Zhongyong waved his hand and called Dou Shouzhi over: "Little Douzi, I know that you have other ways to communicate with Bianliang quickly." I want you to make known to the ruler within ten days, and bring back the will of the ruler. If he couldn't get the will of the official family within this time limit, Ben Shuai would directly base the heads of those Western Xia people into Jingguan. ”

Dou Shouzhi thought for a while and said, "Half a month!" Ten days is too tight, and no one is sure what will happen on the road. ”

"Done! I'll give you half a month. You should even report the excerpts of the merit, so that the soldiers will not have to wait for a long time. When spring begins and the weather warms up, the corpses are prone to decay and deterioration, and there is a danger of breeding plague. Be sure to explain! ”

After Dou Shouzhi got the order, he sent multiple messengers to carry the merit excerpt, which was a major matter related to the whole northwest, and it was not allowed to be careless. If there is a bad pool, Dou Shouzhi will inevitably die. released several carrier pigeons, explaining clearly the reason why Fang Zhongyong was going to do something again.

The news of the great victory in the northwest had already been reported to Bianliang by Dou Shouzhi, who was in charge of making small reports. Although the specific situation is still being counted, a big victory is a certainty.

As long as Fang Zhong never went crazy and wanted to lead those tens of thousands of people into the territory of Western Xia, "burn his temple and destroy his society", there would be no war in the northwest for several years.

Since the start of the war, Zhao Zhen, who has been worried, has also changed his recent depression and is very high-spirited. In the past, Queen Cao, who looked a little vulgar, seems to think that Feng is fat and fat, and she looks very good. stayed in the queen's bedroom for three days, and the queen was very harmonious, making a good start to the New Year.

Ouchi, who seemed to be swishing in order to support the operation a few years ago, suddenly became extravagant. Everywhere is full of lights, laughter, and peace.

The people of Bianliang didn't react much. Isn't it normal for the small country of Western Xia to defeat them? Need to make a fuss?

Five days later, on the first day of the lunar month, hundreds of civil and military officials entered the palace to congratulate the emperor on the New Year.

You must say good things during the Chinese New Year, otherwise you will be scolded for being "ignorant". What's more, Chairman Zhao's work last year was still fruitful.

The first is to know people and be good at their duties, arrange for Fang Zhongyong to go to disaster relief, and arrange for Fang Zhongyong to resist Western Xia. The effect is good, and the praise continues. It fully embodies the prerequisite for being a hands-off shopkeeper.

Then there is the inner palace harmony, and there is the birth of a healthy princess. Although I don't have a son for the time being, but I have a daughter, will my son be far away?

Zhao Zhen is still very low-key, after accepting the praise of the hundred officials in a humble way, he carried out another wave of commercial blowing, and the hundred officials blew back, what a prosperous scene!

At this time, a small yellow door hurriedly ran to Chen Lin's side and handed over a note. Chen Lin unfolded it and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Fang Zhongyong, you are a troublemaker, and you will not let people be quiet for a while during the New Year. I have the heart to press for two days, but I feel that after all, it is a major matter related to the military situation, and it is not easy to postpone it. If that kid waits in a hurry, maybe something will make a fuss.

Chen Lin whispered twice in Zhao Zhen's ear, and then showed the note to Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen also smiled bitterly, under the New Year, don't you feel taboo about this?

The benevolent Zhao Zhen, or the indecisive Zhao Zhen, decided that it would be more appropriate to leave the decision to those high-ranking officials, so he instructed Chen Lin: "Please take a look at the ministers and make a decision after discussion." ”

The note was turned around, and the big guys knew that Fang Zhongyong had won a big battle, and he wanted to use the heads of the killed and wounded enemies to build a Jingguan, which shocked Xiaoxiao and raised the prestige of our country.

Previously, the big guys only knew about big wins, and as for how to win big wins, it wasn't very clear. If you slay a hundred battles and repel a strong enemy, you can call a great victory; If you slash a thousand and defeat the invading enemy, you can even call it a great victory.

In the previous military newspaper, "tens of thousands of enemies were killed", no one took it seriously, and after all, he won, and it is understandable to exaggerate the record a little. But if you have to use tens of thousands of heads to pile up Jingguan, it will be different.

This is to be counted by a special person, and there is no way to fake it. Everyone didn't guess so much about killing good and risking merit, firstly, the clothes of the Tangut people were different, and secondly, Fan Yong was also old and stable, and he would not fool around with Fang Zhongyong. In addition, there are also secret manpower supervisors everywhere, and the results are not much worse.

Besides, that's fifty or sixty thousand, if you don't have a seven, seven, eighty, eight, or eight, how many good people do you have to kill before you can risk this feat? No one would have had the audacity to do such a frenzied act. If it is found out, you will not be able to escape the blame.

However, although the merit has been established, this thing is a bit reckless.

The oldest minister, Prime Minister Zhang Shixun, took the lead in opposing: "Beijing viewers, bad habits." It is inconsistent with the national policy of my Great Song Dynasty Kuanren, and it is inconsistent with the peace of the world, so it must not be done! ”

Lu Yijian, the oldest minister but no longer the prime minister, said: "Barbarians, afraid of power but not virtuous, can you talk to them about leniency? ”

The two bigwigs represent two opinions.

One is the moderate, if you slaughter the enemy, you have to wash your hands quickly, to show that I am passive, they have to come to die, and I can't help it!

The other faction is a little more radical, believing that those barbarians who are not human beings, since they have come, it is not impossible to leave something as a souvenir.