A long convoy appeared at the end of the road.

The people of Xiangcheng who rushed to hear the news stood solemnly and watched quietly.

The first thing to come was the sound of preaching.

In the front row are eight trumpeters in the army, playing vigorously with their cheeks.

The sound of the horn was desolate, with a little mourning.

In the back row are seven drummers and one flute player.

The sound of the drums is slow, unhurried, and the sound of the flute is mournful, as if to guide the souls of the dead to follow them.

After walking for a while, the drummer stopped, and the elegy composed of more than 100 Liangxian martial arts students sang softly in unison-

"Whoever has land in Artemisia gathers souls without virtue and foolishness."

"The ghost uncle is urging him, and his life must not be hesitated for a moment."

Singing while walking, its gods mourn, and its voice is sad.

After the elegy, there is a decorated pallet car.

The cart was decorated with white cloth curtains and straw mats, wrapped in corpses.

Someone stood on the car and came out of the left side of the stack car.

After the first pallet car drove away, it was followed by the second and third......

On the left and right of the trestle cart is the sergeant of the brigade.

Bing Ge's sparkle in the sun added a lot of solemnity to the funeral.

When the funeral procession passed through the section where the people gathered, everyone was solemn, and even a faint cry was heard.

After crying, he looked at Shao Xun, Lu Zhi, Yang Man, Yu Liang, Wu Qian, Mao Er and other cadres in the team, and fell to the ground one after another.

The convoy staggered along, quickly past the crowd and approached its destination: a deserted hill.

The crowd rose one after another.

Someone sighed: "In the past, Emperor Wu collapsed, and it was only one hundred and twenty elegiacs. Now the Marquis of Luyang personally presided, thousands of officials and soldiers will be buried and sent, drums and horns blow horizontally, and sacrifices are made on the road, and the sorrow is full of wilderness. The mourning of the dead soldiers and civilians is gone. ”

"The story of the Han and Wei dynasties, the mourning of the great mourning and the mourning of the ministers, and the elegy of the handsome." Someone else said: "Qiantou Cangtou, when will there be such mourning? ”

"Yu is forty years old this year. In the past, people who traveled together, lived in the same room, and feasted together in the same hall either died unexpectedly, or crossed to the south of Wudi, and looked around, and it was all over. Someone else sighed: "I wonder if anyone will come to the funeral after I die." Or are the corpses exposed in the wild, let the birds and beasts gnaw them? ”

After that, I was already in tears.

"The Marquis of Luyang is here, why are you worried?" Someone persuaded.

"There are many people who cross to the south, but there are also many who stay. The Marquis of Luyang saved Luoyang and repeatedly broke the thieves, and he will definitely be able to keep the peace of the party. ”

"In the autumn of the bandang, when it is boiling, there may be gods and men. Lead the common people, save the suffering. As long as Lu Yanghou doesn't abandon me and wait for Nandu, what about protecting him? ”

"The world is in turmoil, Taibai descends into the world, why not follow it? It is better to ask for others than for yourself, there is a lack of people in Luyanghou's account, so it is better to invest and help him make his foundation bigger. Even if it is inevitable in the future, so what? It's a big deal to die together, my ancestors' sleeping garden is here, but I don't want to go south. ”

"Yes, it is better to ask for others than for yourself. Helping Lu Yanghou is to save himself. ”

Everyone gossiped, which made the middle-aged man feel much better, only to see him wipe his tears and say, "It's okay." I can finally write and calculate, I also worked as a county official in Chenliu in the past, and I am over forty years old, and I can help Luyanghou for another ten years with this old life. All of you encourage you. ”

"Encouragement!" The crowd answered.

On the top of the mound, Shao Xun looked at the bones buried one by one, scattered the coins with his own hands, and sang: "Where people are in the world, who is not greedy for glory, and who is peaceful in the spring and soil...... The children wept and wept blood, knocking on the earth, and the dust buried the gold and jade in Yongzhen Sangzi. ”

The drummer played again.

The sound of drums and horns resounded through the heavens and the earth, echoing endlessly.

Shao Xun swept through countless new graves one by one, and said loudly: "The eldest husband exists in the world, and he does something and does nothing. Nandu Gou'an, wind and snow, I don't want to. It is my life's wish to slaughter thieves with swords, protect Sangzi, and return the people to a prosperous future. If you have a spirit, help me. ”

After that, he took out an arrow, broke it in front of the new grave, and said, "If you violate this oath, the sky will thunder!" ”

The breeze rose suddenly, and the coins danced with the wind, whimpering, and circling around their bodies.

******

The entire action of convergence, burial, and memorial continued until the end of May.

There is no commander in the counties, but Haoqiang's fathers and elders came one after another to meet the Marquis of Luyang.

Shao Xun took the time to talk to them one by one, and chose the best ones to serve as county officials, and even arranged for a few Shangzuo from the Xiaoshi clan, and after Taishou Lu Zhi took office, he immediately wrote to the imperial court and asked for the appointment of officials - the assassin Shi, Taishou, and the county order can levy subordinate officials, but they have no right to arrange the state, county and county Shangzuo.

The vacant borderland was mainly used to house the families of the soldiers of the Silver Spear Army.

They are considered semi-recruited, eating food and serving as soldiers. Theoretically, there is no need to divide land for his family.

But theory is theory, in fact, it still has to be divided, even if it is a little less, a family of twenty or thirty acres, cultivated by the family, can also make their lives better.

In this way, the living standard of the silver spear sergeant should be relatively good in this part of Xiangcheng.

This work was led by Lu Zhi and Mao Er, and the county officials of Xiangcheng cooperated, and it took three or four months to complete the placement one by one.

This work was accompanied by the issue of bereavement of the fallen soldiers and the issue of incense offerings.

"Do the soldiers who died in war have many children?" On the way out of Xiangcheng County, Shao Xun asked Wu Qian.

This stall has always been managed by Lao Wu.

"Most of them are married." Wu Qian's temples were already white, and he was followed by several nephews and nephews, who were specially brought over to show their faces in front of Shao Xun.

"There are not many who have children." Wu Qian added.

"If there are no heirs...... Shao Xun pondered for a moment and said, "I will allocate a sum of money, you can find the relatives of the soldiers who died in battle, and find a way to succeed one, so that the sons and daughters can also enjoy the sacrifice under the Nine Shadows." ”

"No." Wu Qian responded.

It's a tedious and time-consuming affair, and you still need to run around, grind with people, and even suffer from white eyes.

It can only be done by him, and he is not afraid of what others say anyway.

"The most troublesome thing is the government soldiers." Shao Xun said: "The heir must be found well, and the land will not be recovered, and the heir will inherit it when he grows up." You go to see it regularly, and if anyone encroaches on these lands, the soldiers of the village and the government will arrest and convict them. ”

If it is a government military system that has been operating normally for many years, there is no such problem.

Historically, the government soldiers appeared in the last years of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Eastern and Western Wei Dynasty gradually developed, and the Northern Zhou Dynasty finally became a success. Theoretically speaking, the land given by the imperial court to the government soldiers should be recovered by the court after the government soldiers died of old age or in battle.

But in practice, this is generally not done, but one of the sons and nephews of the government soldiers is selected to inherit.

Now that the government soldiers have been set up at the beginning, there is a problem, that is, the government soldiers have no heirs or the heirs died in battle before they grow up, how to deal with it?

I can only find a way from the family where the soldiers are located.

Shao Xun's refusal to take back the land of the soldiers is actually unreasonable and too generous.

If a soldier dies in battle, he should take back the land allotted to him and give it to his son, nephew, or other member of his family who is willing to serve as a soldier. The families of soldiers who died in battle are raised by their families and relatives.

This is the meaning of the existence of the family and even the clan, and it has been done in history.

In order to avoid risks, the soldiers would marry each other and become relatives, so that their families could be cared for by their relatives when they died in battle.

Over time, there was an atmosphere of "pro-party glue", everyone helped each other, formed a collective, and formed the unique values of martial artists.

Now that the government has set up soldiers, some soldiers are even outsiders, and their families are also in other places, but there is no such group that marries and helps each other.

Then you have to be generous, there will be a lot of borderlands anyway.

After a few decades, the government soldiers will spread out and expand their relatives, and the situation will be different.

On the sixth day of the first month of June, Shao Xun arrived in Guangchengze, and the first thing he did was to check the "Compassion Field".

There are more than 1,300 hectares of farmland, which was opened up by the master of the five counties last year, and planted a season of millet, and the yield is touching.

This year, it was handed over to the captives of the Kisangbu to cultivate, and it was still a spring sowing of millet, and it was not yet time to harvest, but something could already be seen.

"Prince." In charge of managing this area, it was Zhongdian Mu Lekuan, and when he saw Shao Xun coming, he immediately saluted.

Le Kuan is an official of the imperial court, not Shao Xun's private person.

However, he didn't have much livestock in his hands now, and he had more free time, so he helped to take care of the fields.

There are more than a dozen people under him, all of whom were sent by Nanyang Le's family, and they are very familiar with running the grange.

Able to read and write official documents, manage accounts, and have management skills, and even formulate rewards and punishments......

Without these people, Shao Xun really can't manage the mess of Xiantian - being able to manage and managing well are completely two concepts.

The resources in the hands of these families are really rich, and they can help you take care of the logistics very smoothly, so that you have no worries and concentrate on training and fighting.

Shao Xun loves and fears them.

What I love is their ability to manage and operate, reduce the frequency of trouble, and increase output - in good conscience, it is much better than his use of military law to control the prisoners Tuntian.

What I'm afraid of is that they continue to infiltrate and grow in their own group.

But there is no other way at the moment, war is the highest priority, and most of the resources are consumed, so we can only be half vigilant and half used.

"I came to see it once last year." Shao Xun pointed to these lands and said: "The master of the five counties cleaned up the stones in the field, cut down the bamboo and wood, burned the wasteland, and dug up a batch of tree roots and bamboo roots. Dig the roots of the tree again this year, after spring sowing, can the mu harvest be two hundreds? ”

"Yes." Le Kuan replied with certainty.

Shao Xun was overjoyed when he heard this, and the management team of Lejia was really professional.

It is very important to pay tribute to the bereavement of soldiers who died in battle.

If the mu harvest can be increased to two hundred, after deducting the rations and rewards of the prisoners in Tuntian, there will be almost more than 100,000 grains left, and in addition to the bereavement benefits, most of them can be collected and paid.

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn.

Farming is addictive because the harvest gives great pleasure and motivates you to continue farming.

Shao Xun knows this well.

Hmm, the attitude towards Lan Ji was not very good in the past, and I have to change it in the future, and I have to be more gentle.