The eldest grandson Song straightened out the military discipline, and while thinking about how to report to the court to make this fiasco look less miserable, he sent someone to find out the whereabouts of Abogan.

Then Abogan came.

Lying in a coffin.

The eldest grandson Song finished reading Liu Yu's handwritten letter and glanced at the valuable gift box made of nanmu. Liu Yu had already said in the letter that the eldest grandson general was tired of saddle horses, and he should have been courteous, but the army expedition, there was nothing better, only a little Jiangnan specialty, and I hope the general will not be too cold.

Two gift boxes, carefully open one of them, on the cushion made of yellow brocade, there is a black jar upright, the mouth of the altar is sealed with red paper, and the word "royal" is written with gold powder, which is a palace article at a glance. The envoy said on the side that this is the top rice wine in the Wuxing area.

In another box, there are a lot of small pieces wrapped in lotus leaves and tied with red silk threads, and the messenger said that this is all kinds of high-quality dim sum in the south of the Yangtze River, which is processed by the chef in the palace and rewarded by the emperor to the Taiwei.

As soon as the eldest grandson Song groaned slightly, he ordered his staff to seal these things and prepare to present them to Pingcheng together with the song.

Liu Yu did give him a gift, but he didn't want Tuoba to feel that he was enjoying the palace tribute. He didn't want to be a little self-conscious. There are not many things, but as long as they have diplomatic implications, they must be handled by the emperor himself, and if he is the commander of one aspect, even if he stretches his hand a little longer, it may cause unnecessary suspicion. The emperor may not care, but he can't stand the fact that some people around the emperor deliberately weave and find fault with others. Changsun Song has been in power for so many years, and how many people have been planted because of informality, and lost power because of needles and threads, how can he give people a handle for these pots and jars?

Ah Bogan's coffin stopped outside the big tent, with heavy materials and fine processing.

The eldest grandson Song made a short mental preparation for a while, and let the coffin lid be opened.

Although the weather was still relatively cold, the moment the coffin lid was opened, Changsun Song still tried to restrain himself, so he didn't cover his nose and retreated.

Abogan's eyes were barely closed. At a glance, the eldest grandson Song knew that he was not blinded before he died, and he was touched after death. The face had been washed clean, and no dirt could be seen on the armor. With a silk scarf tied around his neck, it looked as if he had never severed his head.

Changsun Song motioned for a soldier to remove the silk scarf.

There was a circle of sutures on Ah Bogan's neck, which was very delicately sewn, but the corpse had begun to swell slightly, and the wound looked like a fold in the bark of a pine tree, which was shocking and terrifying.

It seems that the Jin army's practice of wrapping silk scarves is still very thoughtful.

The eldest grandson Song originally didn't like Ah Bogan very much, and he didn't have much regret for his death in his heart, but now seeing him lying here in two like this, thousands of glory and wealth have nothing to do with it, and he can't help but feel a sense of sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

I asked the messenger to keep the meal, and the messenger said that the deceased was on the side, and the cup was disrespectful, and he took his leave. We didn't want the two countries to start a sword, but now because the forward generals do not understand the intentions of the high-level of the two sides, they are bent on persecuting and leading the conflict, causing unnecessary casualties.

The eldest grandson Song remembered Shang Shutai's order to urge him to hold back the Jin army, and thought that it was impossible for Liu Yu not to understand Tuoba Hei's intentions, and then listen to the envoy's words that were obviously Liu Yu's instructions, and he had to admire Liu Yu's political acting skills. First on the battlefield, and then in diplomacy, the strength is as hard as that Cheng dù, and the body is soft as this Cheng dù, such a person who can bend and stretch makes people have to be in awe.

Send off the messenger and let people prepare the Xianbei etiquette. Before sending Abogan's coffin to Pingcheng, he had to pay homage here. Of course, it is human nature, but it is also necessary for people to see that there is no suspicion between Changsun Song and A Bogan, so as to block some people's teasing, lest they say that Changsun Song sent A Bogan to a dead end.

And then came the hard part.

Tricky cantata.

After thinking about it, it is still the statement of the Jin army envoy just now: the high-level officials on both sides did not want to fight, but the officers and soldiers in front did not hug it; The generals at the front didn't want to fight, but the captains and soldiers were free; Our lieutenants and soldiers were more restrained, but the enemy fought viciously.

With this tone, the responsibility for Tuoba Hei's decision-making mistakes was removed, and the responsibility for not being able to deal with the aftermath was also exempted from him. As for the true intentions of the previous Tuoba Hei, it doesn't matter anymore.

I want to say that Abogan is a hero.

There was nothing wrong with his command, but he was loyal and brave but inexperienced, and he did not expect the enemy to have a new style of fighting that he had never seen before.

Before he was martyred, he supervised the battle and shocked the enemy.

He managed to organize a calm retreat when the tide was gone.

It is necessary to describe the heavy casualties as soldiers, knowing that the enemy's fortress is strong, and the weapons are fierce, and they still want to kill themselves to serve the country.

To exaggerate the malevolent ferocity of their enemies, they use weapons unconventionally.

Still, they paid a heavy price under the blows of my Xianbei warriors.

As for the numbers, our casualties can't do anything, but on the enemy's side, although we can't kill too many people, we can't seem to win more with less than we can see so disparity.

It is necessary to say that the rout is a wise evacuation and a re-battle.

It should be said that the whole army is united in hatred of the enemy, and is determined to avenge the death of his comrades.

It is necessary to impassionedly ask the emperor to increase his troops and fight again

This painstaking piece was written for a whole day, and it was not a matter of writing in the army, but the eldest grandson Song personally drafted and transcribed it himself, and after writing it carefully and sentenced, he read it countless times again and again, until he felt impeccable, and then called the best copywriter around him and asked him to read it with the eyes of a bystander. After reading it a few times, the old gentleman offered the most sincere sycophant, saying that the general was old and seeking the country, and his mind was full of ideas, and the article was natural, and it was by no means comparable to the small skills of our poor people.

Changsun Song said that I didn't call you here today to listen to you say good things, you just have to find faults, you must know that if you use a wrong word here, it may hurt me.

The old gentleman used all his proofreading skills to read it a few more times, and said that I really couldn't find fault with it, and the general's chapter was indeed leaky.

Tired of giving the order, the corpses of Song Zhang and Ah Bo Gan were sent to Pingcheng at the same time, as well as the gifts from Liu Yu.

The herald was about to go out when he was called back. Eldest Sun Song's thought flashed, and he increased the number of soul guards, let them all wear mourning clothes, and make sure that everyone used a knife to cut their faces.

Once relaxed, Changsun Song felt that from his neck to his waist, there was no place that was not uncomfortable.

Tell the soldier to prepare a large bucket of hot water, and he will take a long bath.