White flags are like forests, and paper money is flying.

A mighty funeral army entered from the east gate of Dengzhou, and it took a stick of incense to finish.

In Dengzhou City, there is an altar every three or five steps along the street, and three incense sticks are lit on a bookcase of ordinary order, and some fruits are placed in front of the incense burner to be regarded as worship; There are also the rich and noble people, set up a big altar, in addition to three stout high incense, but also full of pig's head headed by all kinds of offerings, on both sides of the altar, but also pasted a pair of sacrificial couplets: "Haibo thousands of miles for a hundred years, green pine for a thousand years"; There are also the altars of various official gentry, in addition to the ordinary offerings, in addition to the eulogy such as "Congratulations to Chu Weng and Driving the Crane to the West", the left side is eye-catching with his official name and grade.

Chu Fan was all plain, holding a mourning stick in his left hand, holding a hearse in his right hand, and slowly walking at the front of the entire team with a smile on his face.

Behind him was the Chu clan headed by Chu Hong, about a hundred people, and followed by Shen Teng's Gengzi whistle and the boat men led by Ge Bi, there were also hundreds of people from the tobacco factory led by Lu Du, plus the monks who were invited to do the business, and the entire funeral procession looked quite vast.

It's no wonder that now Chu Fan is also a big celebrity in Dengzhou, and in this era, filial piety is the first priority, from the Son of Heaven to the common people, and there is no way to stand up without filial piety - when a person dies, he pays attention to entering the soil for peace, Chu An is recognized as dying in a shipwreck, and if he is not buried in the earth that day, Chu Fan, as the son of man, will have to bear the charge of unfilial piety for one more day.

It was understandable that the funeral could not be held because of various changes in the Chu family, but now Chu Fan has returned safely, and the new house has also been returned, including Chu Qin's marriage, which was delayed because of the fear of his father's funeral, has also ended, and it is really impossible to say that he will not set up a well-dressed tomb for Chu An.

There is another intention to hold a funeral for Chu An at this time, that is, the beginning of the Liao Army. Chu Fan created many new rules to boost morale, including the establishment of a martyr's shrine to worship the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for this cause, from the beginning of the battle with the octopus pirates to the suppression of bandits, the tablets of the 7 killed were solemnly invited into the ancestral hall hastily erected in the camp at the foot of the mountain; However, it is not enough to just invite into the ancestral hall, and you have to do too much. But the Liao army is now a stolen gong and drum that can't be beaten, and if it blatantly asks the monks to do things, it will be too ostentatious.

So in the end, after Chu Fan discussed with the Zhang family and Chu Hong, he simply handled Chu An's funeral, and he could do things for the martyrs while he could do it - after rescuing Chu Mao, although Chu Hong said that he had a lot of blood, he was also completely impressed by the ruthless methods of his nephew in the second room, and he was willing to do it for him.

Most of the way is a routine, every time you go to an altar. The mourners squeezed out a few tears to express their thoughts and reluctance to the old lady Chu, and then Chu Fan stopped kowtowing and saluted in return, and finally the other party praised Chu Fan's filial piety or commendable truth, and the whole procedure was completed, and the funeral procession continued to move forward, and came again after arriving at the next altar.

Chu An's funeral allowed the people of Dengzhou to once again recognize Chu Fan's great influence in Dengzhou - because there were too many people mourning and worshipping along the road. It is to send the funeral procession from the east gate of Dengzhou in the morning, and go around to the west gate through the north gate. When I turned back to the south gate and went out of the city, it was already the beginning of the afternoon.

When the white and long dragon of the funeral procession walked out of the south gate of Dengzhou, the sun had already set, and the twilight gradually came up.

Outside the south gate, Liu Zhiyang's house set up a three-zhang wide altar, and invited a troupe to sing; He is Chu An's hair young, and he is naturally interested in the funeral of his old friend. Therefore, not only is the altar the largest in Dengzhou, but it is also the most lively place because of the invited troupe.

The father and son of the Liu family are no better than others, Chu Fan inevitably wants to talk more privately, and the entire funeral procession continues to move towards Wanzikou Village under the leadership of Chu Hong, and no one notices. In the twilight, Master Ou and a few priests were standing on the high ground in the distance, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking at this huge team.

It was almost dark, Chu Fan finished talking with the Liu family father and son, got up and hurriedly chased the funeral procession, and when he arrived at the head of Wanzikou Village, he was able to catch up, only to see Zhao Hai with his night team but had been waiting for a long time, and finally saw Chu Fan, Zhao Haihai came forward to tell them that they were ready, and they were going to cross the sea to the north that night.

After the banner of the Liao Army was erected, everyone in the army was excited and excited, and Zhao Hai was even more itchy, so he decided to go to Liaodong to investigate on the same day - how to train Chu Fan for his night team was completely left to him, so when Zhao Hai proposed to go to Liaodong to polish the eggs of these recruits, Chu Fan didn't say anything except for telling him to pay attention to safety.

Although there are not many people in the team who do not collect overnight, there are a lot of belongings - there are more than 20 horses for one person and two horses, not counting other weapons and food.

The soldiers and horses have not moved, the grain and grass go first, these days Zhao Hai has really spent a lot of energy in order to go north to Liaodong, and Lushunkou has made several trips, and finally prepared all the horses, dry food and weapons.

Today he came to bid farewell to Chu Fan - in the next half a month, he and his team will spend time in the white mountains and black waters of southern Liaoning.

"Uncle Hai, the eyes and ears of the whole army are not collected at night, how to make the eyes brighter and the ears more agile is all up to you," Chu Fan stared at Zhao Haidao, "The most important thing in going to southern Liaoning is not how many Tartars to kill, but to polish the eggs of these recruits and let them grow up as quickly as possible...... My greatest hope is that you will be 13 people when you go and 13 people when you come back! ”

Zhao Hai nodded again and again, "Childe, I am from the province...... I took them to southern Liaoning to let the Tartars help me teach these little rabbits how to ride horses and how to run for their lives...... It's not going to be hard to fight with the Tartars, so you can rest assured. ”

Chu Fan nodded, took out his well-made short firearm from his waist and handed it to Zhao Hai and said, "Uncle Hai, I won't say anything else, this gun is my daily use, and now I will give it to you to be strong!" ”

Zhao Hai hurriedly waved his hand again and again and said, "Childe, don't you dare to be a ...... You gave each of us a three-eyed gun, it's enough, you should keep this gun for self-defense. ”

Chu Fan smiled and stuffed the short fire gun into his arms, "If you want to take it, take it...... I'm here with so many brothers protecting me, how can I still need this! …… You're going to have to fight the Tartars, and one more weapon could give you one more life! ”

Zhao Hai saw that he couldn't refuse, and after accepting it with tears in his eyes, he straightened his waist, raised his right hand to the tip of his eyebrows and gave a standard military salute, and then took the night team to the direction of the private port.

Looking at their figures disappearing into the night, Chu Fan prayed silently in his heart.

Hopefully, when they come back half a month later, there will still be 13! (To be continued.) )