At this time, how can there be calm people in the entire fleet (three)?

Home is just a corner of memory.

For them, wherever they go, they are at home.

But after being away from home for a long time, I realized that home is also far and near, and auspiciousness is their real harbor and the destination of their soul and body.

As the acting commander of the local guard fleet, Xu Jibao had mixed feelings when he saw these beggar-like seniors in front of him.

He was born as an internal guard, but his family inherited the work on the water, and he was cultivated as a key training object.

After two years of further study at the Naval Academy, he was directly promoted to the position of Acting Commander of the Home Fleet.

Although the navy was arranged to go out to investigate, Wang Xuan didn't expect to see this group of ragged and weathered people so soon.

When I took Qing'er to visit the first bay area of Jixiang, and met the returning ocean fleet, a family of three was picking up shells at the beach.

When he saw the makeup of the generals, Wang Xuan was rarely silent, and even Princess Jing, who was clamoring to buy ice cream just now, quieted down.

Qing'er picked up Xiao Wang Jing, silently leaned on the man's side, and looked at the group of men with tears in their eyes opposite, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiao Wang Jing pulled her sleeve to wipe her mother, comforting her and saying, 'Mother doesn't cry, I won't eat ice cream', which made Qing'er unable to hold on any longer, and went back to the hotel first accompanied by the guards and the old mother.

Song Feng and the others went ashore one after another, and their own coast guard came on board to clean up.

When they saw the columbarium full of cangs, they took off their hats and saluted, it is these people who have laid the auspicious today, that is, these people who are not afraid of life and death, can make the enemy frightened, and they have not dared to cross the thunder pool for half a step.

They are auspicious pride and an example for them to follow.

"Can you still go?" Wang Xuan asked Song Feng, who got off the boat.

"Back to Your Majesty, your majesty is now full of strength, and it is not a problem to walk back to Jixiang City. ”

Song Feng formed a fist with his right hand and hammered his left chest hard, for fear that His Majesty would be afraid that he would be useless.

"What about you, are you all right?"

"Okay, walk back to Jixiang City. ”

The generals behind Song Feng opened their mouths wide and shouted with all their strength, even if their dark cheeks were purple, they still insisted, they had never let His Majesty down.

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel and take a shower first, and then have a nice meal, and then sleep in the dark. ”

The crowd applauded, but then fell silent again.

Song Feng took half a step forward and saluted Wang Xuan and said, "Your Majesty, later, let the generals take the brothers with you, and the cabin is damp, I'm afraid they won't get used to it." ”

Wang Xuan was moved, and then said, "Let's take the brothers ashore together." ”

"Yes!"

Xingyao Bay is the place where spies from all sides haunt the most and frequently except for Auspicious City, and it is also the place where the forces of all parties fight the most fiercely.

The three wrecked ships entered the harbor and docked, which attracted the attention of many people.

Seeing King Jixiang personally come forward to greet him, and looking at the outfit of that group of people, he naturally remembered the detachment that disappeared last year, and they came back.

They had no way of knowing what the fleet had done during the time it had disappeared, but they would not let go of such a good opportunity to find out, so they followed the crowd towards the shore.

Wang Xuan entered the cabin, and a faint musty smell followed, and it penetrated into his nose unreasonably.

Most of the wooden utensils have become moldy, except for the wooden shelves that fill the jars, which are spotless and neatly maintained.

Seeing the jar full of warehouses and some blurred handwriting on it, Wang Xuan's good mood suddenly dropped to the bottom, and the price was a bit big.

"How many?" he asked Song Feng.

"Two hundred and ninety-eight. Song Feng replied.

"Nothing bad?"

"It's not bad, if it's bad, it's going to be bad!"

Wang Xuan turned around and patted him on the shoulder, picked up a columbarium in front of him and went out.

Song Feng followed the second, and then the gunner, the navigator and the others.

When Wang Xuan got off the ship with the ashes altar, the periphery was already crowded with people, everyone was talking and laughing, and they were all talking about the fleet that had been gone for more than a year and finally went home, and the auspiciousness had its own blessing.

As more people disembarked, the noise on the shore became quieter.

The gray jar in everyone's arms was too conspicuous, and the people in front of them even unconsciously read out the brief lives of the sacrificed soldiers on it.

At this time, everyone understood that what was contained in it was not any wine, nor was it a foreign baby, but the ashes of the auspicious children, all in sight.

The lively atmosphere suddenly changed tone, not like the soldiers who greeted the triumphant, but even more so to send the soldiers on their last journey.

Wang Xuan took the lead, the team was a little long, and slowly walked towards the Guojia Hotel in the northeast.

The people spontaneously kept enough distance from the team and followed them slowly.

The jar is not light, Wang Xuan can hold it up, but the skinny guys in the back are a little reluctant, so Wang Xuan has to slow down and cooperate with them.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, he passed in front of the 'auspicious noodle restaurant', and the shopkeeper recognized Wang Xuanlai at a glance this time.

After listening to everyone's discussions, I was respectful and followed along.

Seeing that the procession was moving slowly, the altar was large, and many people were already reluctant, they didn't care about the business of the store, but stepped forward with courage and shouted loudly through the internal guard: "Your Majesty, can you let Xiaomin also give the hero a ride?"

Wang Xuan heard the prestige, saw that it was the shopkeeper of the noodle restaurant, and looked back at the fatigue of Song Feng and his party, so he nodded.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and the internal guard who was busy bypassing the inspection stepped forward to take over the urn in Wang Xuan's arms, carefully walked in a figure-eight step, and followed the internal guard who was the first to go.

Seeing this, the people who accompanied them also asked the others in the team to give the heroes a ride.

Song Feng hesitated, but handed over the ash altar in his arms, and he walked forward by his side.

In this way, the people who held the altar became auspicious people, and the soldiers became guards.

The distance along the way is not short, and there are people in the middle of the continuous joining, and the people holding the altar have changed one after another, including even children, women, and old parents and relatives and friends of the people in the altar.

The closer you get to the hotel, the more pathetic the atmosphere becomes.

Suppressed sobs began to be heard in the ranks.

Some old people have collapsed to the ground, holding the child's ashes in their arms, but they refuse to let go.

Wang Xuan remembered the rainy day a few years ago, when he, his eldest sister and Hua'er drove the carriage and delivered the ashes of the soldiers door to door.

At the beginning, he even had the heart to die, and every time he saw the old man who pretended to be calm, his heart was torn apart, and that feeling was not something that normal people could bear.

He empathized with the torment in Song Feng's heart, and the sentence 'Maybe it's me who is missing' is enough to explain everything, just like him at the beginning, he wanted to escape reality with death.

The old man couldn't cry anymore, his body was as soft as a noodle, but his hands were still strong, and no one could take away the ashes in his arms.

"Child, uncle, please let me hold him for a while, this baby was brought up by his grandmother when he was a child, and when he was older, he always complained that I didn't hug him...... If I don't hold it now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance again, how can I have the face to go down to see his mother......"

The internal guard, who was trying to hold the urn from the old man's arms, sat down next to the old man with red eyes, "I'll be your backrest, and you can hold it for as long as you want." ”

The old man thanked him with tears.

The crowd of people who saw them off gradually began to cry, and even some men were secretly wiping away tears.

The spies everywhere were no better, their eyes red and their clothes wet.

Human nature has good and evil, and there is also a conscience of right and wrong.

At this moment, in this situation, what they feel is only the greatness of family affection, just a flash of human nature, there is no enemy or self, and there is no conspiracy.

Wang Xuan watched people gradually fall into grief, so he no longer forced him to hurry, but just asked people to maintain order.

More and more people came to hear the news, including the families of the martyrs.

The scene is getting sadder and sader.

Song Feng and the staff officers couldn't stand it anymore, and knelt down in front of the group of crying old and weak women and children, and kept repeating things like 'It's all my fault, I hurt the brothers'.

Seeing this, the brothers in the back also knelt down behind them, bowed their heads, and silently endured grief and inexplicable grievances.

The old people who fell into the pain of losing their children, and the wives who had lost their husbands, also gradually came back to their senses, and they were a little at a loss when they saw this kind of scene.

It was the old man who opened his mouth and said to Song Feng and them: "It's not your fault, I'm saying goodbye to my son as a father now, I know this will cause you trouble, but I really can't control it." I really don't blame you, since the day he was going to be a soldier, he has prepared for the worst, and if he can go back to the past, I will support him. ”

Other people are not vexatious, people can't be resurrected after death, what's the point of making trouble?

Whether it is the government or the military department, they will not treat the families of the martyrs badly, they have nothing to complain about, and after eating this bowl of rice, they must have this awareness.

The old man's words made Song Feng feel better in their hearts, and their legs, which were still stiff and difficult to bend, were not so uncomfortable to kneel at this time.

The crowd of onlookers did not hesitate, and some people began to shout, 'Life is auspicious, death is auspicious ghost'.

Subsequently, people joined one after another, and finally formed a wave-like shock wave, which was uneven and rose again.

Whether it is an outsider or a spy, those who are sober feel frightened, and those who are not sober only feel shocked.

This is the impact of the soul, this is the baptism of the right way in the world.

This is auspiciousness, auspiciousness that is always beyond their imagination.

After a while, the old man handed over the hot ash altar in his arms to Song Feng, and he got up tremblingly with the support of the internal guards behind him, and slowly took inflexible steps, moving south little by little.

The sunset was already red, and the old man seemed to have walked into heaven, with a golden-red halo exuding from the edges of the silhouette, making people dare not look directly.

After Liu Xiang got the news, he cleaned up the entire restaurant, and did not hesitate to pay nearly 10,000 yuan in liquidated damages.

Since he was assigned to Lotus Town, he has learned to think, learned to integrate, and finally regained the trust of the owner and came to the Bay Area to take charge of the party.

At this time, seeing His Majesty and everyone coming, he hurriedly greeted him, for fear that the hospitality would be inadequate and that he would go on a business trip.

The crowd gradually stopped following here, and slowly dispersed after seeing everyone enter the restaurant.

After placing the ashes of the martyrs, Wang Xuan asked the hotel service staff to take the two hundred men to the bath and take a hot bath, and it is estimated that they can rub a layer of skin on their bodies.

Then he asked people to go to the Admiralty and get about 200 sets of naval uniforms.

Then he instructed Liu Xiang to buy some underwear.

The internal guard gave Liu Xiang the money, but he refused to accept it, and finally said urgently: "I am also an auspicious person, why not buy clothes for these soldiers who protect the family and defend the country? If I am a few years younger, I would like to be like them, wear handsome military uniforms, and fight for an auspicious tomorrow." ”

Wang Xuan nodded and stopped insisting and let him go.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, a group of beggars finally got a little human.

The dinner is not sumptuous, firstly, I am afraid that their stomach will not be able to adapt to it, and there will be more oil and water in their stomachs, and secondly, it is also to be able to travel lightly and sleep beautifully.

Standard configuration for four people per table, three dishes and one soup.

Two vegetables, one steamed egg, one wild mushroom soup.

Everyone ate happily, which made the chef of the hotel more confident than ever.

After the meal, Wang Xuan didn't disturb everyone, just like he said when they met, after half an hour of free movement, he drove them to rest.

He himself went to the room where the urn was kept, took a pen, looked at them one by one, and wrote down the causes of the soldiers' deaths one by one.

Yang Wei, who replaced Yang Tao, followed behind, silently staring at this god-like man.

He still felt a little unreal, what a glorious thing it was to be able to take over his cousin's class and protect His Majesty's safety, so the brothers of the internal guard were stunned to slaughter him for three days in a row and eat up three months' salary.

Still, he enjoyed it.

He has seen today's scene, although His Majesty does not say much, and things seem to have nothing to do with him, but he knows that some people, even if they are just alive, are the greatest wealth of the whole country.

Undoubtedly, His Majesty is that person, the one who can create all miracles as long as he lives.