"Li Dingdong led his troops to stay in Lingju for ten days, and he was cut down no more than a thousand. The seizures were also pitiful. Is it credible? Chen Zhen carefully combed and recounted the military reports reported by the outpost and the military reports that ordered Ju to go back and forth to Zhang Jun. Looking at Zhang Jun's gradually stretched brows, and after a short time, Chen Zhen was also embarrassed.

When Zhang Jun heard Chen Zhen finish speaking, he couldn't help but sigh: "Guarding the ten-day day, there will be no more deaths, and there will be no three out of ten." Under the main general, several people were wounded. But the subordinates are still fighting to the death. Such a heroic is no longer inferior to the Song Governor, Beigong Chun and others in the past. The first public can know that Liangzhou will have a successor! The legacy of the ancestors, the children and grandchildren are unforgettable......"

Chen Zhen knelt on the ground, quietly listened to Zhang Junfa's emotion, and then plucked up the courage to raise his head and said: "Ming Gong can know from this that Li Dingdong has been living for more than ten days, but he has been cut down less than a thousand. Although there is an excuse that the besieging enemy army was poured with hot oil and burned with fire, it is difficult to take the first rank. However, Song and Xin's troops went to help, but they could not experience one battle, and they could only fight for three or five hours, even if they pursued the remnants of the enemy to the north bank of the Great River, how could they easily behead a thousand people? ”

Looking at Zhang Jun, who was deep in thought, Chen Zhen bowed to the ground again: "What Zhen said is all speculation. I hope that Ming Gong will think carefully and then make a decision. ”

Zhang Jun nodded slowly, looked at Chen Zhen, and continued to ask: "For Li Dingdong, why is it like this?" led his troops to fight to the death in the city, and it was true that he had meritorious service in defending the land. But why do you have this obsession with wealth and goods? ”

Chen Zhen hesitated, lowered his head and said: "Li Dingdong is familiar with the art of war, and he can be the first in every battle. In order that the general will not be greedy for life, he will not love money. This time, he bought and sold the enemy's leaders with Song and Xin, most of them to make up for the loss of the army, or to compensate the soldiers. The soldiers were willing to die. Therefore, there are only two or three thousand soldiers in the county, but they can defend the city and fight to the death. When the city is broken, it can still be defended by the camp. If you don't break up, you will have to wait for help to arrive, and you will have the success of this battle. The subordinates secretly thought that the victory of this battle should be the first credit of Dingdong! ”

"However, although he deserves the first credit, Ming Gong should not be rewarded!" Chen Zhen paused before saying the last sentence. Zhang Jun, who was contemplating and contemplating, was immediately surprised, turned his head and asked Chen Zhen: "Sun Tzu said, after five things, the school will be calculated, and he will ask for his feelings. One is the Tao, the second is the sky, the third is the earth, the fourth is the general, and the fifth is the law. Isn't the law exactly the military system, military quartermasters, rewards and punishments? The rewards and punishments are unknown, and the upper and lower lines are effective, so how can the generals govern the army? ”

Chen Zhen sighed, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "If Ming Gong gives Dingdong a generous reward this time, it is not to reward his merits, but to make the wood show in the forest." However, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. If Ming Gong insists on rewarding heavily, then the danger of Dingdong is not far away......"

Zhang Jun looked at Chen Zhen who was kneeling and kowtowing with a shocked face, and listened to him continue slowly: "This time, Zhen heard that Yin Sima was on the table, and forced Ming Gong to punish Linqiang Sima Ma Ping. Is it really just a matter of putting Ma Ping to death? ”

When his subordinates led his troops to help, Dingdong captured several soldiers who had taken the lead in the battle and sent them to the camp to complain. Please do justice to your subordinates. And those dozen or so trilogies are the subordinate trilogies of Yin Sima! From this, Ming Gong can know that there has been a gap between the two of them before. However, this time, Dingdong led his troops to fight to the death in the city and held on for ten days. There must be no mistakes. Yin Sima couldn't move him, so he pointed the finger at Ma Sima who went to the aid of Pegasus! ”

When Zhang Jun heard what Chen Zhen said, his face was distressed: "The old thief of the Yin Yuan is extremely hateful!" Chen Pingyu now thinks that what should be done with Linqiang Sima? ”

Chen Zhen's expression was gloomy: "For this person, it is difficult to save him." Why don't you make Jun abandon the car and protect the handsome, obey the will of Yin Sima, and behead him......"

Zhang Jun sat down dejectedly, holding his forehead with his right hand, looking in pain.

"If you follow this, one can make Yin Sima feel relieved temporarily. The second can make Li Dingdong stand on the face of complete hostility with the Yin clan, so that Jun only needs a little soothing and wooing, and he will definitely be able to be used by the envoy. Three ...... Take care of the high gates of the state sergeant clan, and temporarily paralyze them, so that they think that the king is still the same as the previous princes, and respects these high gates, and then he can be divided and co-opted or disintegrated, so that when the king holds great power, what can not be done? ”

Zhang Jun had tears faintly flashing in his eyes, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally turned into a long sigh.

Chen Zhen continued to kneel and kowtow: "Ming Gong has to wait, and he has to endure it!" ”

Zhang Jun sat on the couch dejectedly, and his tone was already a little choked: "I can bear it, I can bear it......" But before he finished speaking, he covered his face and sobbed. Seeing this, Chen Zhen had no choice but to kowtow and confess: "My subordinates are reckless, and I hope that Ming Gong will not blame him." The subordinates will return to the camp, and hope that the Ming Gong will take care of the noble body. But there is something uncertain, Zhen should come to solve your doubts......"

Zhang Jun sobbed for a while, then got up and walked into the courtyard. He still remembers that at the beginning, his uncle Zhang Mao walked with him in the courtyard, or sat quietly to admire the moon, or had a long talk, and the feeling that this courtyard brought him at that time was always a good thing to rely on. But now, the uncle who doted on him at the beginning is gone. Inside and outside the house, the national economy and people's livelihood, and the beacon fire and wolf smoke all need him to make decisions, and he needs to make ideas and dispatch. Even those high-ranking scholars who bowed their heads and ears during the period of their ancestors have long since lost their respectful posture when facing him.

When his uncle was protecting him, Zhang Jun, who had nothing to do, didn't know that the country was difficult. However, now this situation of being victorious but still aggrieved makes him feel unwilling. But after sitting in that position, he had no choice.

Since his accession to the throne, during the days when Zhang Mao was about to die, Zhang Jun took those scholars who tried to make a difference by surprise. In the subsequent situation, he still had to be constantly led by these people. This time there was such a thing, and he was depressed in his heart, which can be imagined.

Zhang Jun walked out of the assassination mansion and went to the north side, several guards were worried about his safety, and after being reprimanded by him several times, they still followed not far behind. Zhang Jun crossed several streets and came to the Lingjun platform built by his uncle, sighed secretly, and walked up the stairs. Zhang Mao built this platform, although he was dissuaded by Yan Zeng, a native of Wuling, and Ma Doi, the chief secretary of Taifu, in the ninth year of Jianxing. However, in the eleventh year of Jianxing, after Liangzhou and Liu Zhao fought hard in the north and south of the Great River, Zhang Mao still insisted on completing the half-built Lingjuntai.

Zhang Jun ascended to Lingjun Terrace. The stage was empty. However, Zhang Mao looked up at the bright bright moon in mid-air, and couldn't help but feel sad for a while. He walked to the edge of the stage, took the sword from his waist, and struck the pillar and began to sing.

"Sui Wanbang, many good years. Destiny of Heaven, Huan Huan Wu King. Keep the Turks, so in the Quartet, to restrain the Turks. Yu Zhao is in the sky, and the emperor is in between. ”

"Huan Huan Wu King. Keep the Turks, so in the Quartet, to restrain the Turks. Yu Zhao is in the sky, and the emperor is in between. ”

Zhang Jun looked at the bright moon in the sky, and couldn't help hitting the pillar with his sword again, and sang: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!"

At first, the war, the court. Everywhere is holding back his energy. However, the current crisis seems to have passed, and Zhang Jun's mood is still completely relaxed. The warriors who went into battle to defend the battle could not be rewarded, and he even personally ordered these people to be killed. How can the mood be relaxed!

And Li Yanzhi, who was far away in Lingju County, didn't know it at all, and he couldn't understand the helplessness of Liangzhou Shao Jun. It's just that the sadness and sorrow he faced were more real and direct—just as he was facing a wooden spirit card full of a whole point. Zhang Xing and Han Wencan, together with the spirit tablets of 1,637 fallen robes, were placed on the podium. Li Yanzhi looked at this dense spirit card, and couldn't help but have sour eyes. He turned his face away, unable to bear to look at it again. Two lines of tears were rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

Due to the long distance and the large number of dead soldiers, Li Yanzhi has decided not to transport the bodies of the fallen soldiers to the Zhou Zhizhong Martyrs' Shrine for burial. He approached and found a place at the foot of a mountain no more than five miles away from the county seat. There is a land shrine under the two mountains. And behind the land shrine, there is a not too big open space. After the convergence was completed, the bodies of the generals who were identified were all transported here, and then buried collectively in the open space behind the ancestral hall.

Li Yanzhi allocated some of the goods, led by several surviving auxiliary generals such as Wei Xu and Wang Cheng, cut down trees, and set up a hearth in the workshop to burn bricks for the expansion of the land shrine. Li Yanzhi demolished the outer wall of the original ancestral hall. Two more churches were built in front and behind. The outer wall of the ancestral hall was rebuilt. The original land god is still enshrined in the second hall. In the front hall, the spirit tablets of the 1,639 robes who died in the battle were placed.

After the end of the war, the citizens of Lingju County, who had fled north after receiving the news, returned to their homes one after another under the organization of the escorted auxiliaries. When they returned, they were confronted with most of their destroyed houses and fields. Even if a small number of fields and houses survived, the displacement caused by the entry of the thieves also made these people even more resentful of the Liu Zhao regime entrenched in Longxi Pass.

The military rations that had been stored in the camp were now taken out of the camp by the county soldiers and distributed to the county citizens who had destroyed their fields and lacked food and clothing. However, the after-effects of the invasion continue to linger and flare up. Li Yanzhi knew very well that the grain he had stored before was a bit reluctant for most of the county residents and garrisons in the county to spend until the summer grain harvest. Therefore, after consulting with Xin Yan, the ration system was introduced in the prefecture. Food rations are distributed strictly per household. The cattle and sheep that had been raised in the homes of the county people were also temporarily recovered by the county government and distributed in a unified manner.

Clouds of dust rose from the official road on the south side of the county. Tao Heng was hurrying his horse and leading nearly 200 cavalry to return. After returning to the camp, Tao Heng ordered his subordinates to go back to the house to rest, and he urged the horse to go out and go in the direction of the land shrine where Li Yanzhi was waiting.

Tao Heng arrived outside the ancestral hall and tied the general's horse bolt to the horse stake outside the door. Then he tucked the whip, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the hall with a sad face. However, when he opened the door of the hall, Rao was already mentally prepared in his heart, but he was still shocked by the large number of wooden spirit tablets. Li Yanzhi was kneeling and praying in the smoke rising from the incense burner behind the incense table in front of these spirit tablets.

Tao Heng walked a few steps, and then fell to his knees with a thud, he supported his hands on the ground, leaned down, and his forehead immediately slammed on the cold ground. Li Yanzhi turned his head when he heard the sound, but he saw Tao Heng who was ashamed and kept kowtowing.

"There are many soldiers in the Zhao army transporting grain, and his subordinates have no way to start...... Once...... Not once failed to attack the Zhao army's food team...... His subordinates were incompetent, so that many robes were killed in battle, and Wan Wang Sima punished his subordinates to admonish the three armies......"

Li Yanzhi turned his head to look at Tao Heng, but his expression was clear: "Tao Bairen doesn't have to blame himself. In this battle to the death, all the departments suffered heavy casualties, and the cavalry battalion could basically survive, and it has to be said that Tao Bairen made great contributions...... Now that the county seat has not fallen, there is no way to talk about punishment. If there are casualties among the soldiers under the command of Tao Bairen, you may wish to report the roster, and I will give you preferential treatment. I hope that the soldiers and their relatives can live in peace. That's all. ”

"Sima is generous, Heng has no teeth and is unforgettable, and in the future, only Sima will saddle up and go to the soup." Tao Heng raised his head after speaking, but he heard an unusual noise on the side. He looked sideways, and saw that at the other end of the hall, several craftsmen had come in to remove a piece of the door panel, and then the threshold was also removed. Tao Heng, who was very curious, stared at the end tightly, only to see a wheelbarrow being pushed forward and pulled into the hall by two craftsmen. On the trolley, there was a stone tablet about half a foot high and four feet wide.

Li Yanzhi looked at the stele and said softly to Tao Heng: "On this stele, the names of the fallen generals in this battle are engraved. I ordered the craftsmen to carve five tablets, each of which carved more than 300 people. Standing behind the incense case spirit tablet, it is necessary to make the people in the county from generation to generation remember these heroic martyrs who died fighting to defend the land and protect the people......"

When Tao Heng heard this, he turned to Li Yanzhi and kowtowed with tears: "Sima Yingming......"

However, before Tao Heng's words fell, he heard a soldier rush into the front yard. Seeing that Li Yanzhi was in the hall, the soldier was incoherent, and said in a panic: "Li ...... Li Sima, humble, humble, heard the news, Ma Sima ...... Masima returns to ...... When I returned to Linqiang County, it didn't take long, but it didn't ......"

Li Yanzhi was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the soldier's shoulders and said, "Don't worry! Slowly, Ma Sima what's wrong with him? ”

The soldier took a few deep breaths, and then said with a frightened expression: "I heard from you, Ma Sima ...... After returning to Linqiang, it will be delivered...... The military power was handed over. Then, he was arrested by a Taifu Sima who was ruled by the state, and led hundreds of troops to arrest...... Arrested. ”

Li Yanzhi opened his eyes in disbelief and said, "What crime did Ma Sima commit?" Why did you arrest him? ”

"Humble, humble, is the rule of the state...... The state governs Zuo Sima, and Ma Sima disobeys the military order, and attacks to rescue the order without authorization, so that it ...... so that Linqiang is empty. According to military discipline, take ...... Take down the punishment! ”

"What!" Li Yanzhi was angry in his heart, and slammed the horsewhip in his hand to the ground: "The old thief of the Yin clan! If anything happens to Ma Sima, I will never die with you! ”