Datang first village

kill!

Changsun Wuji is not a cruel official, but he is definitely a ruthless person at critical times.

After listening to Li Yuanxing's three ultimate torture moves, Changsun Wuji became [-]% proficient after only listening to them once, and he also carried them forward.Stained witness, if your evidence is not enough to clear your smear, then kill him.Fatigue interrogation, not to mention not being able to sleep, but standing in a wooden cage.

In the wooden cage, if you can't stand up, you have to bend your body, and if you can't sit down, because your head is stuck in the cage.

Li Yuanxing's last trick was to ask a question ten times repeatedly. If he said something wrong once, or felt that there was something wrong, it would prove that this person was lying.

Changsun Wuji asked him a hundred times, and if he didn't get a word right, he would whip him.

For three days, Changsun Wuji gave himself three days to dig out these corrupt officials in Luoyang.Because Li Erwai is not in a hurry, Li Er needs to give an explanation to the people of the world, and also needs to take the opportunity to promote a clean government policy.

Changsun Wuji took over Cui Dunli's interrogation work, and after arranging his subordinates vigorously, he saw a huge white bird flying towards the high ground in the sky.

"His Highness is back!" Cui Dunli said softly.

Changsun Wuji tidied up his court clothes and waited beside the landing area reserved by Li Yuanxing.

An open space two feet wide and twelve feet long was cleared. After landing, Li Yuanxing ran forward and slowed himself down. He didn't stop until he ran to the end. After putting down the hang glider, Li Yuanxing let out a long sigh with a sullen face.

"Your Highness, but the embankment is still unstable?" Cui Dunli came over and asked.

Li Yuanxing shook his head: "I saw something sad in the air." After finishing speaking, Li Yuanxing pointed in one direction: "Over there, about fifteen miles away, go and bring him back!"

Li Yuanxing didn't say anything else, just nodded when he saw Changsun Wuji and went back to the tent.

Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji immediately followed Li Yuanxing into the tent.

Only then did Li Yuanxing say: "I saw that someone died, and it should be a sergeant from my Prince Qin's residence."

Having said that, there is really no need for Li Yuanxing to continue talking.Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji looked at each other, and Changsun Wuji said, "Could it be that your Highness thought of the fact that after the battle in Shuofang City, His Highness asked the wounded soldiers to return with honor?"

"Hey!" Li Yuanxing laughed dryly, thinking that the eldest grandson fox is the eldest grandson fox, and he completely guessed what he wanted, and nodded silently.But he didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say?

Changsun Wuji continued: "If you die for war, there will naturally be military compensation. Who said that fighting against natural disasters is not fighting?"

"really?"

"Seriously, this matter has been guaranteed. Just relying on Wan Min's letter, I will guarantee the honorable return of the dead sergeant." For the first time, definitely the first time, Changsun Wuji made a promise to Li Yuanxing. He always kept a certain distance from Li Yuanxing, Because he is a relative of the emperor, let alone get too close to Li Yuanxing.

Li Yuanxing clenched his fist hard, who said that fighting against floods is not a martyr!

Cui Dunli also said at this time: "However, Your Highness, there is still a need for some proper publicity. I will return to Chang'an to deal with officials at all levels. Your Highness might as well stay in Luoyang for a while. First, to rectify Luoyang's government affairs, and second, to avoid this matter " Cui Dunli thought clearly, the last time Li Yuanxing asked for an honorary return, it can be said that he lost a lot of face.

This time, regardless of success or failure, Li Yuanxing cannot be allowed to participate again.

Li Yuanxing nodded: "Let's discuss some details, at least let the families of the dead sergeants be honored!"

In the Tang Dynasty, sergeants were of low status, not to mention the gentry, even the common people looked down on professional soldiers. Among all ranks, even merchants were higher than sergeants.

Below the sergeant, there are prostitutes and slaves.

Li Yuanxing made up his mind, this time he wanted to give the dead sergeant an explanation and an honor.

While the three were discussing, a personal guard rushed in: "Your Highness, Your Highness."

"Why panic?" Cui Dunli scolded.

The sergeant actually cried: "Your Highness, return with honor, return with honor!"

Li Yuanxing stretched out his hand to support the sergeant. The guards of Prince Qin's Mansion are veterans of hundreds of battles. Those who can join the guards are at least those who have participated in several life-and-death battles and survived. There are not a hundred people who have been killed, but eighty.

Letting such an iron-blooded tough guy cry is far more difficult than shedding blood.

Li Yuan Xingchong stood outside the tent, looked from a high place, and heard tens of thousands of people standing in two rows on the slope of the high ground, and there were 36 old people farther away. Lifting the door panel, lying on the door panel were two Qin Wangzhuang sergeants whose faces and clothes could not be seen clearly and were surrounded by mud.

"Eighteen old man!" Cui Dunli said softly.

Li Yuanxing was puzzled, but he didn't rush to ask questions, because he heard someone singing something?Li Yuanxing heard it clearly, but it seemed to be an ancient word, so he didn't quite understand it.

Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"This is..." Changsun Wuji was a little suspicious, and continued to listen carefully.

"That's right, this is "The Call of Souls"!" Cui Dunli nodded with certainty, and Changsun Wuji also nodded.

Li Yuanxing wanted to ask, what exactly is this?This recitation made Li Yuanxing feel like the Book of Songs.

Fortunately, Cui Dunli said in a low voice at this time: "Your Highness, it is a very solemn etiquette among the people. If a great benevolent person in the folk square garden passes away, the children and grandchildren of the twelve-su old man holding the coffin will be enough for the local prosperity for a hundred years." , because they are a family of great kindness and virtue, even thieves would not enter such a family."

"The 18 people?"

"Elder Shibasu personally carried the coffin. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there are only three times in the records. This is the third time. The first time, a branch of the Cheng family in Bashu, the family suffered a catastrophe. After the landslide, the eldest son Can, the second son Sha, and the third son Crazy, the two elders were paralyzed. The three daughters-in-law in the family returned to their natal homes, and the orphan girl who had been adopted retired from the marriage. For 19 years, she took care of the five members of the family, sent the two elders to the ground, and buried the eldest and second brothers. God, let the third son be cured of madness, but this daughter died of illness from overwork." Cui Dunli said that the circles of his eyes were moist.

Changsun Wuji interjected: "At that time, when this girl was buried, she entered the ancestral hall and the ancestral grave!"

"Old Shibasu carried the coffin, and the Supreme Emperor ordered him to praise him for his excellence!"

Li Yuanxing looked at the two door panels that were being lifted to the high ground from a distance: "It seems to be..."

"Does Your Highness want to say it's serious? No!" Changsun Wuji shook his head.

"It's heavy for two people, but for the common people, this is a gratitude to tens of thousands of Tang troops. Let them receive this kindness for all the Tang soldiers here!" Cui Dunli also said.

Cui Dunli said again: "Your Highness, "Calling the Soul" is an ancient Fu from the Warring States Period, it was written by Song Yu to Doctor Qu Yuan."

"Qu Yuan!" Li Yuanxing was startled!

Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji nodded at the same time, and Cui Dunli said: "This Fu is based on the "Chu Ci Zhangju" written by Wang Yi of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and it was written by Song Yu out of pity for Qu Yuan!"

Li Yuanxing really couldn't think of it.

The people even put the two dead soldiers at such a height.

At this moment, Changsun Wuji said a terrible sentence: "It seems that I have recited it wrong. The following sentence should be..." Cui Dunli glared at Changsun Wuji, and Changsun Wuji also felt a slip of the tongue, and immediately shut up.

(Note: During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, "Calling the Soul" was believed to be written by Song Yu to Qu Yuan according to the interpretation of the Han Dynasty. But after the Ming Dynasty, it was believed that it was written by Qu Yuan to himself. This book is only borrowed, this is just a novel, please Friends who like textual research hold their hands high, don’t worry about this fu)

"Go to the table!" Li Yuanxing said very seriously.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, this subject will definitely seek justice for all the soldiers who fought against the natural disaster!" Cui Dunli saluted, secretly beckoned to Changsun Wuji, and the two left together.

Two sergeants were carried up, covered in muddy water, with mud in their mouths, eyes, and noses.

Several high-ranking school lieutenants carried uniforms with them, and they took them out at this time in order to wear them when they went out to run errands.

As for changing clothes, the people refused to let the guards come, so it was done by the respected old man among the people.

Li Yuanxing sat on a rock in the distance, watched silently with a cigarette in his mouth, Li Yuanxing didn't know if he should go there, or what should he say when he passed?

I don’t know who prepared a high-quality coffin that was also found from the house after the flood receded, and a craftsman repainted it.

A 70-year-old local squire came to Li Yuanxing. When he was about to give a big gift, Li Yuanxing said: "Forget it, the old man has a long life!"

"Thanks to the blessing of Tang Ping'an, this old man is seventy-four. We have a custom in Luoyang that when the coffin is closed, there should be a saying about how this person is. I dare you to say a few words. !"

Li Yuanxing sat still without moving, and sighed softly: "Did you know? This is the first time that the [-] guards of my Qin Palace suffered a military loss. In Zhan Shuofang, some people were injured and some were maimed, but no one died. .Fight against Liaodong and come back with a complete victory.”

The old squire dropped to his knees, he could hear it.

There was sadness in the tone of the young King Qin in front of him.

Li Yuanxing got up and helped the old squire: "Don't build the coffin, send it back to Chang'an, let their family members have a look. When it comes to the conclusion." Li Yuanxing slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

"God, I have my own merits and demerits!"

"It's old and confused, confused!" The old squire was about to kneel again, but Li Yuanxing still stretched out his hands to support him: "Let the folks not rush home, go and check first, how many people are missing in each village. Then everyone is ready to go Don’t be afraid of the barrenness of the river embankment, with this king here, the river embankment will be repaired first, so that you can truly feel at ease.”

The old squire nodded heavily and wept.

Li Yuanxing didn't understand, why he cried when he spoke well.

"Your Highness, Your Highness King Qin!" the old squire cried bitterly, which made Li Yuanxing very sad. Presumably, some of the old man's children and grandchildren died or got lost in the flood.

But the old squire shouted: "Your Highness, every township, every village. No one died, no one was lost!" (To be continued.)