Chapter 110: Heir

Zhang Xutuo was dressed in iron armor, straddled the horse, and looked at the Zhangqiu County in front of him.

The county seat is not far ahead, but what makes him stop his horse is the human head piles inserted on both sides of the thousand-step road in front of the county seat.

The stench of blood still lingered in the air.

Jia Wuben rode over and stopped beside him.

"Juncheng, Zhangqiu County pacified the chaos overnight, and suppressed 800 anti-thieves, which is really good. Just by looking at the head pile of these thousand steps, you can know the ruthlessness of Zhangqiu City. ”

"Can you do it if you don't be ruthless?" Zhang Xutuo's eyebrows raised, "I just don't know who ordered this human head pile." ”

"It's the county commander Zhang Yichen!"

"I didn't expect him to be so ruthless at a young age, but he was also a great person."

"The entire county government in Zhangqiu County has been overturned this time, and only Zhang Yichen is intact, which is quite rare."

Jia Runpu galloped over with a knife on his shoulder, rolled the saddle in front of the horse, and knelt on one knee.

"Zhangqiu Commander Jia Runpu see Jun Cheng!"

"You still have the face to see me?" Zhang Xutuo raised his eyebrows, "Are your county barracks all decorations?" ”

"I am incompetent in my position, and I ask the county to surrender my guilt."

"One general is incompetent, and the three armies are exhausted. You have followed this official for many years, and you also have some credit. I originally asked you to come to Zhangqiu to be alone, hoping that you could make some achievements, but the result made me too disappointed. You have a battalion of 500 county soldiers, as well as five township regiments, but you don't even notice the collusion with bandits in the county town, and a group of former officials can even kill your county soldiers guarding the city in the middle of the night and seize the city gate, but you still have to let Luo Cheng's township Yong help you recapture it. ”

"The thieves are coming to the city, and you have to rely on Luo Cheng's brother to retreat the enemy for you. I'm really ashamed of you. ”

Jia Runpu's face was flushed when he was said, and he didn't dare to raise his head when he lowered his head.

"Do you know how the brothers in the county town now preach you? You have already become a joke of my Qi county soldiers, and even Taishou told me, since the county soldiers are so useless, then why bother with spending money and food on the establishment, how do you let me answer? ”

"Despicable and incompetent, dragging down the county."

Jia Wuben stepped forward and kicked his son, "Useless waste, don't hurry up and ask for resignation, go back to Juncheng and be an honest guard." ”

"Yes." Jia Runpulian claimed to be.

Zhang Xutuo shook his head, "What about Luo Cheng, why didn't you see him coming?" ”

"Back to Juncheng, Luo Cheng went back to Changbai Township today to receive the newly recruited township regiment youth, and it is estimated that he will come back after receiving it."

"After Wang Bo and Wang Yong left that night, did you send scouts to follow and investigate?" Zhang Xutuo asked again.

"I sent a group of people, but they went to ten, and only three came back. Wang Bo and Wang Yong had already taken precautions, and the people in the county and county barracks were inexperienced, so they were almost all wiped out after their ambush. ”

Jia Wu scolded again angrily, "Waste, your Zhangqiu County barracks are all waste, why don't you die as a county lieutenant?" Can't you just track it yourself? ”

Jia Runpu didn't dare to raise his head and talk back when he was scolded.

"Well, I didn't expect you to do anything." Zhang Xutuo stopped Jia Wuben.

At this time.

Luo Cheng returned home.

The third heir was mighty, but he still injured his body a little, so Luo Cheng simply let him go home and raise for some time.

In addition, that night, the fourth child led people to recapture Dongcheng, although the results were abundant, but also killed several villagers. These were all fellow villagers and teenagers in Changbai Township, and Luo Cheng personally sent their bodies home.

For each young man who died in battle, he gave a pension of 20 yuan and a funeral fee of 10 percent, which the county government originally felt was too much. But Luo Cheng insisted on giving so much, and in the end, Zhang Yichen gave face, and pulled out the money from the confiscated thief's money to pay.

Luo Cheng also asked people to cut a new set of clothes for each of the dead teenagers, wash them clean, put on new clothes, and then choose a good coffin for each person.

They set out from the county seat, and the township regiment youths took turns carrying the coffins of several fallen comrades back to their homes.

Every time they arrived, they were greeted by crying and shouting.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys are the age of flowers, but they are gone.

Those gray-haired mothers cried all the time, and Luo Cheng was also in a sad mood.

From the day the team pulled up, he understood that these fresh teenagers would have this day.

"Auntie, they sacrificed their lives for the country and killed thieves. Their deaths, heavier than Mount Tai, saved the people of a county and saved countless families. ”

"But my black baby is dead, dead." The white mother's crying liver and intestines were broken, which made people cry.

"Auntie, the county and township regiments gave them thirty yuan of bereavement and funeral expenses, and also put on a new set of clothes, shoes and socks, so that they can leave clean and decent."

"Also, I wrote an epitaph for them all, and Heiwa also has it."

For many villagers, dying before the age of 50 is considered an early death and a short life, and they cannot even enter the ancestral hall. And those who didn't even have a home and no children died, and they didn't even have the qualifications to erect a monument.

They are short-lived ghosts, just find a place to dig a pit and pile a grave, and after many years, there are no descendants to sacrifice, and they are slowly forgotten and become lonely ghosts.

"My black baby, I didn't even make it, but I lost my life as a soldier and a thief for you."

"Auntie, I have a proposal that our village group will find some young orphans to raise, and they will be named in the names of these fallen brothers and become their adopted sons. Our township group is responsible for the cost of raising, you can raise it yourself, or you can hand it over to us to raise, it's okay, in the future, when they grow up, they will also be their sons, so that they can also have successors, when Qingming, there will also be people to burn incense and sacrifice for them, what do you think? ”

This point was only figured out after Luo Cheng thought about it for a long time.

People in this era pay more attention to passing on the family and continuing the incense. If ordinary people have nothing to do, they must also find heirs of their sons and nephews of the same clan. And these thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenagers are too young, and they can generally only be regarded as early deaths and short lives.

In this era, there will still be many orphans and beggars, etc., send someone to find them, or just find someone to buy them.

Raising a child for these fallen people to inherit their incense, Luo Cheng felt that this was the only thing he could do.

Although, this can be a big expense, after all, it is not easy to raise a child, and it is even more difficult to raise a group. Especially now, if you start this way, I am afraid that there will be more and more children to raise in the future.

Some people from the township group suggested that it would be difficult, but in the end, Luo Cheng decided to do it.

Otherwise, he felt that he would not be able to live with these young lives.

The money was accepted by all the families, but they were not very willing to adopt a child. Maybe it's because it costs a lot to raise children, or maybe it's because there are many children in the family and it's difficult to live.

In the end, Luo Cheng decided that these children would still be raised collectively by the township group, and let the children be named in the name of the fallen teenager and become their heirs.

"We will raise their children, Heiwa, they will not become lonely ghosts without sacrifice, I Luo Cheng will do what he says!"