The carriage was covered with fine rosewood flooring.

Several wooden barrels were fixed on the floor, which were filled with large chunks of ice.

The whole interior of the carriage is cool and looks like it is air-conditioned. It is completely two worlds with the hot Chang'an.

The walls on both sides are decorated with fine silk screens, and the wide seats are more like a bed directly in the carriage than a seat.

On the seat is a cashmere blanket that came to the Tang Dynasty from Persia.

Zhang Zheng lay down on the bed, the soft cashmere stool sank in, and after getting up, he returned to his original state.

There is also a separate bookshelf at the head of the bed, on which you can see the mainstream Confucian books of today's readers.

The interior of the carriage is not inlaid with gold or silver, but it is full of luxury and elegance.

Zhang Zheng lay on the bed and tinkered with the inner wall of the carriage for a while.

Then he pulled out a dark grid, which was divided into three layers, and filled with all kinds of snacks.

Zhang Zheng didn't even glance at those dim sums.

Take a silver kettle directly from the third floor.

Twist the lid of the silver kettle, grab a few pieces of ice from the bucket and throw it in.

Shake it lightly a few times, and you don't need a cup, and it's a burst of binge drinking against the spout.

Not surprisingly, it is still Zhang Zheng's favorite grape wine.

The wine of the Tang Dynasty was too low, and it tasted sour, like a feeling of rotten grain.

The only Sanle pulp that can be regarded as a spirit, Zhang Zheng drank it with the smell of rotten fruit.

Only the grapes produced in Qiuzi in the Western Regions are sweet and sour, which is very in line with Zhang Zheng's taste.

The villains in the Guogong Mansion all know Zhang Zheng's little hobby.

Therefore, any place in the house where Zhang Zheng is likely to sit down and rest, there is always a carved silver kettle produced in the Western Regions, which has been made of grapes in the pot.

The life of the second generation of feudalism is considered to be clear to Zhang Zheng.

He also took out a roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves from the dark compartment.

Zhang Zheng just held a whole one and began to gnaw, taking a sip of wine from time to time.

The taste of immortals is nothing more than that.

As the carriage swayed, finally before the sun set, a mighty team of four or five hundred people drove into the courtyard of the Zou Guogong Mansion in Liujiazhuang.

The Yuan clan commanded the people in this mansion to be busy, and Liu Er, the steward of the other courtyard, laughed even more when he saw this battle.

Zhang Zheng didn't care about these trivial things.

Now that he has come to the other courtyard, the entire Zhuangzi can be regarded as Zhang Zheng's person, and he can be trusted.

There is no need to pretend.

instructed the guard Chen Yu to call Liu San, and Zhang Zheng followed Liu San out quietly.

Liu San didn't dare to be careless, and had already asked the other patrols to wait outside the mansion gate.

The people carried wine and food in their hands, and some people carried things like paper money and incense sticks in their hands.

A group of people walked towards the outside of Zhuangzi, Zhang Zheng walked in the front, and Liu San and Chen Yu followed Zhang Zheng and were always on guard.

After walking for about two pillars of incense, Zhang Zheng, Chen Yu, Liu San and others had already walked far out of the range of Zhuangzi.

I came to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

The Wei River flows slowly from the side, and a small hill that is not too high stands on the edge of the Wei River.

On a small gentle slope on the side of the hill near the Wei River, graves stand one after another.

The soil on the grave had dried up, and only the white spirit flags were stuck on it and made a noise in the wind.

"Shao Langjun, all the forty-six brothers who died in the battle that day are here.

Including thirty-five brothers on the Zhuangzi, and eleven good men who flew on horseback. Not a single one was left behind. ”

Liu San's deep voice came out.

Zhang Zheng looked over and didn't say anything.

instructed Chen Yu to light a handful of incense candles and take the incense candles from Chen Yu's hands.

Start with the one on the far left.

respectfully put on the three pillars of incense, then knelt on his knees, and was about to kowtow, when Liu San and Chen Yu held a hand.

"Let go, this is what I Zhang Zheng owes them."

Zhang Zheng glanced at the two of them and said in an unquestionable voice.

The others who followed in the Zhuangzi stopped in unison, "Shaolangjun, don't. ”

"Again, let go."

Liu San's Chen Yu looked at each other, and the two looked hesitant.

Chen Yu said: "Shaolangjun, this is not in line with etiquette. ”

"They can't afford it, you are a nobleman."

Liu San added.

"Let go."

Zhang Zheng's voice was faintly angry.

The two glanced at each other, but let go of Zhang Zheng.

Let Zhang Zheng kowtow three times in front of the grave.

Then came the second, and then the third......

By the time Zhang Zheng finished incense and kowtowed to all the forty-six graves, it was already in the middle of the moon.

Zhang Zheng felt a dull pain in his right chest, and his head was also a little dizzy.

But he endured his discomfort, pointed to the forty-six new graves, and said to the people:

"They are all Pao Ze brothers who died to protect my Zhang Zheng.

They are not so lowly, and I, Zhang Zheng, are not so noble.

It's me Zhang Zheng, who owes them a life.

Twenty yuan is far from enough to compensate them for their efforts. ”

"Shaolang-kun, Shaolang-kun. If the brothers have knowledge, they should also turn a blind eye. ”

Liu San slapped his chest and glanced at Zhang Zheng with satisfaction.

Look at the forty-six new graves lying quietly on the edge of the Wei River, with tears shining in their eyes.

The people offered sacrifices, and found a leeward place to burn the paper money and paper that they had brought.

Under the leadership of Zhang Zheng, he bowed to the new graves.

Liu San stepped forward and said to Zhang Zheng: "Shaolangjun, it's too late, it's time to go, if you don't go back, Mrs. should be worried." ”

"Wait a little longer." Zhang Zheng said.

Suddenly, a sound filled the night sky. Caught everyone's attention.

"I, Zhang Zheng, the son of Zou Guogong, am a male from Weinan County. Official to Xuande Lang.

In the name of my ancestors, I swear that from now on, I will not let my brothers who died in battle, their wives and children, be wronged in the slightest.

Some of their children are willing to study, and I will build private schools for them to find teachers.

If you want to join the army, I will find a way for them.

The elderly are old-age and die-free, and the children marry wives and have children, and I shoulder them.

All the kings learned together, violating this oath, and people and gods were angry. ”

"This ......"

Chen Yu and Liu San were stunned, they never thought that Zhang Zheng would say such a thing.

Zhang Zheng has already paid 20 yuan of silver to each family of the war dead.

You must know that if a sergeant dies in battle, the compensation is only 500 copper coins, and sometimes even less.

Because the Tang Dynasty is now a government military system, the military merits are very high, and the rewards are also very great.

But the more source of wealth was the sergeant's own trophies. Every time they participated in a war, the spoils of war were not handed over.

So Datang's human life is not worth much.

In addition to Liu San and Chen Yu, the remaining sixty or so men from Zhuangzi just watched Zhang Zheng quietly.

There were tears in their eyes, as if something was exploding in their hearts.

Zhang Zheng also watched them quietly, his eyes full of gratitude.

"I am willing to die for the male service of Zhang County!"

More than sixty fierce men knelt on one knee and clenched their fists, and said in unison.

It was Zhang Xiannan who was called, not Shaolangjun.