When the Imperial Forest Army set off, a scene that everyone didn't expect happened, almost every household in Shanhuai Village had at least one person coming out, and Zhang Goudan's family was even more than the old lady with his inconvenient legs and feet, he even brought two children.

Everyone wore linen and filial piety and followed silently.

Soon, not only Shanhuai Village, but also countless people from Huilong Township came out, all of them wearing at least white cloths, the latter being draped in linen.

They silently followed behind the funeral procession, and the commander of the Imperial Forest Army wanted to stop them, but in the end, looking at these people who kept a certain distance, they all understood that these people were going to give them a ride anyway.

Then they could only let it go, the other party didn't interfere with them, they just wanted to follow the funeral procession.

The funeral procession was on the road, and when they left to return to Longxiang, they did not speed up their speed, since the people wanted to send it, then they could not really be unkind, let alone ...... Although they are the Imperial Forest Army, they are also soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

When have they ever seen this? It is no exaggeration to say that this is the highest honor for all Datang soldiers! What's more, although they sent the prince of the Tang Dynasty, it was also their robe! It's their brothers! It is the patron saint of the people of Datang!

They deserve it!

The more they walked, the more surprised they became, because on both sides of the road, there were people waiting on the side of the road, and they would light a fire on the side of the road, and when the procession passed by, they would burn paper money.

After the procession passed, the people would silently join in, and the funeral procession behind them would become larger and larger.

When they came, it took them a day, but when they went back, because they couldn't ride a horse to hurry, they could only walk, so when they went back and walked to the Datang National Martyrs Cemetery, it was already the third day.

But what shocked everyone inexplicably was that there were more and more people on the road who kept seeing them off, because after leaving Qinling, there were more and more villages on the Guanzhong Plain, and the population became more dense, and the number of people who came to see them off was naturally more.

From beginning to end they didn't make much noise, just silently followed, they brought their own dry food on the way, and when they rested at night, they would just follow behind and silently light a fire.

When I arrived around the Datang National Martyrs Cemetery, the road was already full of people, and these people didn't have to follow, because there were too many people, and there were people waiting on both sides of the road, and everyone was doing the same thing.

They were wrapped in white cloth or carried linen, and every once in a while there was paper money made of coarse linen.

The paper of the Tang Dynasty is very valuable in Li Ke without improving the papermaking technology, but the hemp paper of the paper money is not valuable, and the custom of burning paper money first originated in the Warring States Period, although there was no paper in that period, but there were similar sacrificial customs, and the dark coins at that time were mostly made of mud, copper, gold, silver, etc.

These special coins made for funerals to imitate the popular coins of the time were the earliest paper burnt coins, but the poor may only be able to make mud coins, and nobles and the like can use copper, gold and silver, etc.

During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, because of the invention of papermaking, papermaking at that time was not very usable because of quality problems, writing, etc., and the paper money in funerals was the first to be used because of the low price of hemp paper.

In the Tang Dynasty, even ordinary people were able to use the dark money made of hemp paper, and these people who made hemp paper were all over the people, after all, the production technology of paper has basically spread to the world, and hemp paper does not pursue quality.

Therefore, there are almost people in many townships who specialize in "white things" business and dead people's business.

The sides of the road have been paved with some grayish-white and yellow paper money.

And Li Shimin, who rushed to the Tang National Martyrs Cemetery, and many ministers who could rush back, the prince, the prince, and Li Yuanjia's family saw such a shocking scene.

Outside the National Martyrs' Cemetery, almost all eyes were raised to see off the people and people wearing linen and filial piety.

When she saw this scene, Li Yuanjia's wife Fang Jiao couldn't help crying loudly, she finally understood why Li Yuanjia did that, or rather, at least her husband, her husband, died as well as Mount Tai.

Because so many people remember them, and so many people automatically came to see them off, even when Gao Zu died, there was no such scale, and this glory can be called unprecedented.

Fang Jiao, who was crying loudly at this moment, finally vented all the grievances in her heart.

"Woo woo, husband, have you seen that? Did you see that? You must have seen that, right? They care about you, they care about you. ”

Changle, who was with Fang Jiao, couldn't help but shed tears, this scene was enough to move everyone.

No one can be at ease under the gaze of this scene.

All the princes of the clan, they couldn't help but puff up their chests, their chests were burning with raging fire, they didn't know if there was such a grand occasion when they died, but presumably, they could have such an achievement, although they died without regrets.

How many people can't get the respect of so many people in this life, let alone so many people who spontaneously mourn him?

Although King Han has passed away, he will live in the hearts of all the people of Datang, yes, all the people of Datang, because with the news of "Datang Weekly", it will inevitably spread all over the world.

Li Shimin was a little shocked when he looked at this scene, although his face was very calm, but his heart was not calm at all, he was thinking about everything, when he died, I don't know if so many people would come to see him off?

However, if it is Ke'er in the next 100 years, the scale must be even grander.

After throwing out the thoughts in his mind, Li Shimin retracted his emotions, there were many things he had to announce today, mainly the other three soldiers who also died.

Although they cannot be crowned kings, they are also awarded special merits and honorary titles, as well as the title of marquis.

And the process of their burial is exactly the same as that of Li Yuanjia, because this is the Tang National Martyrs Cemetery, and when they are buried here, there is only merit, nothing else, no identity and other differences.

Li Shimin announced the rewards for several other soldiers, and then it was the burial ceremony in the park, when he saw that the three soldiers and the Tang Dynasty prince all used the same burial method, the coffin covered the national flag, and the national flag was not taken down until the last moment of the fall.

All the people were touched by an indescribable emotion.

Because here, these are the heroic spirits who guard the Tang Dynasty!