There must be something inside, but Zhu Lin doesn't know it. Li Zhi knew what was going on. It's not that the emperor is afraid that Zhu Lin will directly expose the rebellion after knowing about that incident, and give Zhu Lin some sweetness to eat. Received the decree. After Zhu Lin sent a few angels. Hurried to the mourning hall of the fallen soldiers, which was a converted barracks with an arch tied with white paper at the door. The elegiac couplets on the arch were written by Li Zhi himself. It didn't take long to hang up. It is written: Defend the land and co-exist and die first, whip my three armies, and wave Ge Si Yong to decide on the history of the world. When he arrived at the door, Zhu Lin took off his official robe and threw it aside. Put on the filial piety clothes handed over by Liu Fubei. Kneeled down and kowtowed three times. He took the incense and lit it, inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed three more times. Then he was helped by Liu Fubei into the mourning hall. Zhu Lin cried silently as he walked, and two lines of tears fell like beads with broken threads.

The bodies of the fallen soldiers have been cremated and placed in white porcelain urns, which are arranged in rows of wooden shelves. Gan Wencheng took a few soldiers wearing filial piety clothes and knelt there burning paper money. I saw Zhu Lin walk in. Several people hurriedly stood up to salute. Zhu Lin waved his hand and said softly: "Here, the brothers are great! ”

The chief of staff next to him stepped forward and told Zhu Lin softly: "Headmaster, there are a total of seven hundred and thirteen brothers here. The bodies of two brothers were not found. But the nameplate was found. This is the roster of fallen brothers, please look at it from the principal. ”

After Li Feng finished speaking, he handed over the roster. Zhu Lin did not receive the roster. "I can't find it, so I collected the relics of the two brothers and put them in the urn. After Zhu Lin finished speaking, he picked up a handkerchief and began to wipe the urn, one by one, but none of them were wiped very carefully. A few people next to him also picked up a handkerchief and wiped it, but they were stopped by Zhu Lin. "Don't wipe it. Burn more paper money for the brothers there!" Zhu Lin wiped himself while reading the note on the urn. It says the place of origin and the position. Each row of wooden shelves is arranged according to the arrangement. The first squadron of the 2nd Battalion was completely annihilated. At most, it is the second battalion. Again, the second squadron of cavalry. There are also two rows of shelves filled. Zhu Lin rubbed to the cavalry squadron, and his heart suddenly hurt. Every cavalryman is a baby bump. It costs a lot of silver. Not to mention spending money, this cavalry is super difficult to train. These 300 cavalrymen must be trained for at least a year. And the ones who were picked out for training were all elite soldiers. More than three hundred were sacrificed at one time. To say that I don't feel sorry is false. Zhu Lin wiped his tears while wiping his tears in distress, and Liu Fubei, who followed behind, was at a loss and wanted to persuade Zhu Lin. But I don't know how to speak.

Zhu Lin saw that a lantern was placed in front of the urn of the cavalry squadron. And the rest of the soldiers did not have in front of the urn. He asked, "Why is there an ever-bright lamp here, but why don't the other soldiers?"

Liu Fubei turned around and asked Gan Wencheng, who was by the brazier, to know that the cavalry captain had already come to pay respects just now. They brought this lantern with them. Liu Fubei reported to Zhu Lin. Zhu Lin wiped a handful of tears. said: "Go, go to the street and buy some back." In front of every brother, a lamp should be placed. Liu Fuchu nodded and went out to arrange for someone to handle it.

It took Zhu Lin a long time to wipe these urns. After wiping the urn, Zhu Lin sat next to the brazier in front of the mourning hall, burning paper money into the brazier. "Your Excellency, it's time for you to rest. Gan Wencheng persuaded.

"Oh, are you tired? When you are tired, go and rest, and here I will hold a vigil for the brethren. Zhu Lin muttered.

How dare Gan Wencheng say that he is tired. It's time to rest. Later, when he went to war, he forced some brothers to fight their own black guns. Forget it, let's stay with me like this. I have a lot of things to do, but there are also a lot of adults. Anyway, it's busier than me.

The mourning hall fell silent all of a sudden, leaving only the paper money burning in the brazier flickering on and off. It wasn't long after the silence. Zhu Lin sighed and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost over. Li Feng replied. "Look outside, Zheng Jiu and the second battalion commander Cheng Liyong are here, are they here, let them come here to see me. Zhu Lin said.

"Yes! Li Feng walked out of the mourning hall. I saw a group of people kneeling outside. Startled, he asked, "What are you doing here?"

The captain said, "We are here to pay tribute to our fallen brothers. Burn some paper money for the brethren. I heard that the young master is inside. I didn't go in. ”

Li Feng nodded. I turned around and went back to the mourning hall. "Headmaster, there are quite a few brothers gathered outside. He came to burn paper money for his brother who died in battle. ”

"Let them in!" said Zhu Lin as he knelt on the straw.

"Young Master, let them in-" Liu Fubei was interrupted by Zhu Lin before he finished speaking: "Let them in." Take one last look at the brethren. ”

"Yes!" Liu Fubei gestured to the guards outside. Soon, a wave of soldiers came in, most of them were temporarily formed into the sixth battalion. Seeing that his battalion commander was also there, he didn't dare to make a mistake. Get down on your knees and burn paper money. Some fellow villagers or clansmen even went to the urn to have a look. For a time, the mourning hall was overcrowded. But it was surprisingly quiet. Occasionally, there will be two soft cries. Zhu Lin knelt there and gave a return gift to every brother who came to burn paper. At first frightened the soldiers. Later, after Gan Wencheng explained to the brothers, he realized that his young master really treated us Qiu Ba as outsiders. Some of the soldiers were so moved that they cried on the spot. The young master is the new champion Wenqu Xing, and he was made such a big official by the imperial court. But here on behalf of the relatives of the fallen brothers, they give us a return gift to these martial artists. This is something that has never been heard of for a long time. After that, it will be spread out, and there will be bragging capital.

One wave of soldiers went out, and another wave of soldiers came in. Zhu Lin tirelessly returned the salute there. Liu Fubei looked distressed, but he didn't dare to persuade him. I had to call out Gan Wencheng and ask him to tell his brothers to come in a few less. Just send a few representatives. These thousands of people came in to pay respects, and they didn't tire the young master to death. Our young master hasn't eaten for a day. If it goes on like this, if something happens, you and I won't be able to eat and walk around.

When Gan Wencheng heard this, he hurriedly said to the soldiers waiting there: "Don't go in." Just go in and have a few squad leaders represent you. ”

"Why? Can't we pay tribute to our fallen brothers?" said one of the soldiers.

Gan Wencheng looked at the soldier with a sad face. How to answer for yourself. Could it be that Zhu Lin returned too many gifts inside? You all go in, and your young master will be tired to death just by returning the gift. "I'm worried about how to explain it to the soldiers. A guard who came out of the mourning hall said in Gan Wencheng's ear: "The young master has an order, let them go in batches to pay respects." ”

Gan Wencheng shrugged his shoulders at Liu Fubei and said, "Captain Liu, you also saw it." This is an order from the young master. He turned to the brethren and shouted, "Stand in line." Go in one row at a time. Don't wait too long. After speaking, he asked the soldier who had just replied, "Which battalion are you from?"

"From the logistics battalion!" said the soldier, neither humble nor arrogant. Gan Wencheng nodded, turned around and entered the mourning hall. I scolded secretly in my heart, what are you dragging in the logistics battalion there? If you dare to speak to Shangguan like this under my hands, I won't clean you up. But this is also what Gan Wencheng thinks in his heart. If he does that, someone will soon clean him up. Caring for soldiers is not as simple as talking.

Waiting for these soldiers to finish their memorials, it was more than half of the time. Zhu Lin knelt there and said to Gan Wencheng: "Go and rest! Tomorrow we will reorganize the troops." There are so many things to do. I haven't had anything to do for the past two days. Lao Liu accompanied me to guard the spirit here. You all go back. ”

Gan Wencheng had no choice but to take his subordinates back to rest. The young master is right. More on tomorrow. The subordinates were reorganized, and the soldiers of the second battalion had to be replaced to escort the palace into the palace.

Zhu Lin sat there kneeling with a gloomy face. Liu Fubei asked: "Young master, if you are not feeling well, go back and rest for a while! ”

Zhu Lin shook his head and said to Lao Liu, "Li Feng has been out for nearly an hour." ”

Liu Fubei nodded. "Lao Liu, send someone to ask Manager Li and Zhao Jian to come over. By the way, there are also Ishikawa and the commander of the army, and the commander of the logistics battalion are all here. I have something to explain. ”

Liu Fubei turned around and went out to find someone. Zhu Lin looked at the brazier in front of him. I thought in my heart: What is the reason why Zheng Jiu and they are not here now. Could it be that they would really betray themselves?