To the east of Shouchang City, in Xingshengzuofang, all the family members of Shouchang Zhenjun lived here. Five of the people who went to Anxi with Zhang Zhao from Shouchang Zhenjun this time were killed in the battle.
Among the five people who died in the battle, except Huo Sheng'er, three of the other four were from Xingsheng Zuofang, so Zhang Zhao held a collective funeral for them here.
The funeral was held very solemnly. The presiding master of Fayuan Temple in Shouchang personally came with the senior monks from the temple to perform a seven-day water and land ritual for the three heroic spirits to transcend the souls of the dead and pray for the living.
Three young men in white robes held three urns and slowly came forward. They were wearing moon-white crew-neck shirts and looked solemn. They were members of King Zhang's Yier Army.
The leader was the extremely smart and brave Toso boy Greyhound who led the army in the Kizilkum Desert.
Greyhound was the distant nephew of Cao Yanmian, so he was appointed by Zhang Zhao as the leader of the Yier Army and given the name Zhang Liecheng.
"Old man, this is Qu Qilang's relic!" Zhang Zhao personally handed a set of iron armor to a crying old man who was shaking all over.
The old man stretched out his hand to touch the broken armor leaf and cried even harder. It was here that Qu Qilang was stabbed by a spear and died in the battle.
"May I ask Mr. Erlang, whether my son Qu Qi is brave in battle?" Qu Qilang's old father did not pick up the armor, but asked Zhang Zhao with his lips moving.
Zhang Zhao nodded heavily, "Qu Qilang is a good athlete! At that time, we were at Sanshui Bay in Ningyuan, with 13,000 people fighting a decisive battle with the Persian army of 30,000 people and the Karakhanids army of 20,000 people.
In the battle formation, three hundred Persian armored cavalry rushed towards a certain location. Qu Qilang and the whole team stepped forward to intercept them. They fired three arrows at the iron horses first. Each shot was sure to hit. Three of the Persian armored cavalry fell in response!"
When Zhang Zhao said this, he paused deliberately.
"Wind!" shouted loudly. Whether they were old men, young men, or even children, they all stamped their feet and fisted and shouted loudly, their high fighting spirit suddenly soaring.
"Then the armored cavalry arrived. Qu Qilang stepped forward with a spear in hand, picked an enemy cavalry to dismount, and then chopped it with an iron axe!"
"Wind!" shouted again, causing the flames of the torch stuck on the wall to tremble.
"Unfortunately, there were many Persian thieves and horsemen. Qu Qilang killed another bandit and was surrounded by dozens of horsemen.
The Persians did not dare to step forward, but dared to fire arrows immediately. Qu Qilang was hit by more than ten arrows, and his blood flowed all over the ground. Finally, exhausted, he shouted to kill Hu to serve the country, and he died on the bank of Sanshui Bay in Ningyuan Yaosha River!"
"My son is so strong!" Qu Qilang's father burst into tears. Instead of picking up the armor, he took the urn. His fingers kept rubbing the urn made of earthenware.
"What about my brother Luo Wulang? Mr. Erlang, where did he die in the battle?"
Luo Wulang's father died young, and his mother had fainted from crying. Only the eldest sister could still stand, and was being supported by her husband to ask Zhang Zhao questions.
"Luo Wulang died in the battle outside Suiye City. At that time, tens of thousands of Persian troops were besieging the city. Luo Wulang was wearing iron armor and crisscrossed the Persian army. He shot seven people with his bow and nine with his long spear. Xihu's war horse
You stumbled and trapped my warrior among hundreds of thieves and bandits!"
Zhang Zhao was in tears. Luo Wulang was indeed a pity. He was jokingly called Xiao Luocheng in the army and was one of the few armored cavalry generals in Zhang Zhao's mountain capital.
The one who died in battle was even more unlucky. He had already penetrated the Persian army formation, but his horse stumbled and threw him down. In some ways, he was almost the same as Luo Cheng's horse riding through a muddy river.
"My son!" At this time, Luo Wulang's mother woke up leisurely, and happened to hear that Luo Wulang died in the battle, so she burst into tears again.
"A certain Zhang Erlang! Send Qu Qilang, Luo Wulang, and Li Dalang back to their hometown! I would like to thank my parents for raising such an indomitable man!"
After Zhang Zhao finished speaking, he knelt down on one knee and thanked Qu Qilang's father and Luo Wulang's mother, holding Qu Qilang's Zhajia and Luo Wulang's doudou.
As for Li Dalang, his father and his younger brother moved away after he went to war, and he has not been found yet.
"Fuck Wu Ge, he was beaten by a rhinoceros, his car was in the wrong position, and he was caught in close combat.
The formation is still standing, and the left side is still walking, and the left side is injured and the right blade is wounded.
Two wheels of haze come to feed four horses, and jade canals come to support and the drums are beaten.
When the sky is full of anger, the mighty spirit will kill them all and abandon the wilderness.
If you can't go in or out, you can't go back, and the plain suddenly becomes too long.
Carrying a long sword and carrying Qin's bow, his head and body are separated and his heart is not punished.
Sincerity is both courageous and martial, and ultimately strong and indomitable.
When the body is dead, the spirit becomes the spirit, and the soul becomes the ghost hero."
The soldiers from Shandu behind Zhang Zhao, Suiye and the descendants of the Anxi army who came back from Xinguicha, and the Han people brought back from Khotan all took out the swords and long daggers on their waists and struck the metal on their bodies.
accessories, sang in unison.
Immediately afterwards, all the neighbors in Xingsheng Zuofang who were watching started singing along. Even the children of a few years old had wooden or iron knives in their hands.
Perhaps this is the reason why Gui Yijun was able to persist until the reign of Song Renzong by relying on tens of thousands of Tang children!
"Qu Qilang and Luo Wulang fought bravely, but unfortunately they died in battle, which is very heartbreaking.
I will give each family a thousand guan, a good horse, four mules and donkeys, ten pieces of fine Khotanese cloth, and twenty pieces of Khotanian white cotton cloth!"
After Guo Tiance finished singing with tears in his eyes, a military general came over with his reward and pension.
The crowd exploded immediately. Although money cannot bring the dead back to life, it can bring great comfort to the living.
If money can reach an astronomical figure, it can almost directly save the living from sorrow.
These rewards add up to at least 2,000 guan. For an ordinary family, the quality and grade of life have directly reached a new level.
Qu Qilang's father took the iron armor and handed it to a majestic man next to him. He took Zhang Zhao's hand.
"Erlangjun is the most noble man I have ever seen. He doesn't look down on us who are so miserable. Haha.
My son Qu Qilang is brave and strong, and my second son Jiulang is even more brave. His proficiency in bow and horse is far superior to that of his elder brother. I am willing to be Erlangjun's minion!"
Zhang Zhao glanced at Qu Jiulang beside Qu's father, and he indeed looked like a brave warrior.
Even Qu's father, the thick calluses on the tiger's mouth and the bow legs in his hands showed that this man was most likely to be a fierce warrior when he was young.
A son trained in such a family would certainly be good, but Zhang Zhao still did not agree.
"My husband has already lost his beloved son. How can I take Jiulang away from you again?"
"If I want to be a cow and horse in the battle formation, I am naturally not willing to do it, but I am very relieved to follow Erlang Jun. I have a young son to take care of me until the end of my life. I only hope that my son will show his ambition!"
"That's it! I thanked my father-in-law for his love!" Zhang Zhao then thanked Qu's father again and handed Qu Qilang's armor to Qu Jiulang.
"Luo Bingmaoshi, Qu Qilang was once your favorite general, this time I will hand over Jiulang to you!"
Shanzhuer hurriedly came up. His real name was Luo and his name was Shanxiong. Shanzhuer was just his nickname.
He stepped forward and slapped Qu Jiulang on the chest with satisfaction, "He is an athlete! From now on, follow a certain person and make contributions to Mr. Erlang!"
After finishing the arrangements for Qu Jiulang, Zhang Zhao walked to Luo Wulang's sister again. He stretched out his hand and waved to his brother-in-law who was supporting Luo Wulang's sister.
"Servant, Song Qing, I have met Mr. Erlang!"
"The surname is Song! It seems that he is a descendant of a certain uncle's family!" Zhang Zhao said with a smile.
He was actually right, because his mother's surname was Song, and those in Guiyijun's surname were basically from the Song family in Shazhou.
It's just that Zhang Zhao's mother was a clan member, and Song Qing must have lived beyond that.
"Back to Erlangjun, if we want to talk about it, I should call Erlangjun my cousin!"
Song Qing said it very euphemistically, but in theory, he was qualified to call Zhang Zhao a cousin, so his Song Dynasty must have come from a distant branch of the Shazhou Song genealogy.
"That's OK. From now on, you can call me cousin. Grandpa, I'll just go say hello."
Zhang Zhao waved his hand, and what Song Qing thought was a difficult task was accomplished.
"Kowtow, thank you Erlang Jun for your great kindness!" Song Qing, who was so happy, knelt down with a loud thump, and really buckled his head on the spot.
This is not as simple as simply recognizing the ancestor and returning to the clan. If Shazhou Song recognizes him, if anything happens in the future or someone bullies him, he can ask Shazhou Song's clan for help.
Children can also go to the clan school of the Song family to study. If they want to learn any skills, they can also go to the Song family's shops and caravans to learn.
It can be said that after recognizing their ancestors and returning to the clan, his group can enter the small circle of the Shazhou Song family, which has a certain strength and helps each other. The clan's help and influence on one person in this era is unimaginable by future generations.
"How many sons and daughters do you have?"
Song Qing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Zhang Zhao to ask him this question, "Back to my cousin, my nephew has three sons and two daughters!"
"Can you adopt your youngest son to Luo Wulang to inherit the incense?"
‘Yeah!’ The crowd exploded. They didn’t expect that Zhang Zhao would be so concerned about his fallen soldiers and would even think of giving Luo Wulang an adopted son.
It was easy for Qu Qilang to adopt a child from his brother without even changing his surname. Needless to say, Zhang Zhao said that Qu's father would do the same thing.
But in Luo Wulang's case, it is a bit difficult to handle the child of the adopted brother-in-law, and it is difficult to handle the child without external support when there is only one sister.
Song Qing also hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slowly under Zhang Zhao's gaze.
Luo Wulang's sister and mother seemed to suddenly be relieved from their grief. Luo Wulang's mother even struggled to come over and kowtow to Zhang Zhao.
Luo Wulang's uncle held down Luo Wulang's mother. He came over and bowed his head in a proper manner to Zhang Zhao.
Although Luo Wulang could also adopt a nephew from a distant cousin, there is no step-sister whose son is more closely related by blood.
"Erlangjun has done a great favor to Luo Wulang to save the nation. Wulangquanxia is aware of it. You should know that you are not with the wrong person. On behalf of the eldest sister, I thank you Erlangjun for your great kindness. Please accept your thanks!"
Zhang Zhao calmly accepted the empty bow salute from Uncle Luo Wulang, and then he bowed to the crowds of neighbors around him.
"Today, I would like to ask all my neighbors to help me and send the souls of Qu Qilang and Luo Wulang to their graves. I have arranged some banquets. Please don't despise the shabby situation."
The neighbors around them never thought that a person of Zhang Zhao's status would actually treat them specially and even have a meal to eat.
Many people suddenly remembered the kindness of the former Taibao Gong Zhang Yichao, and collectively bowed their hands to Zhang Zhao.
"I am willing to listen to Mr. Erlang's orders!"
"This is what neighbors should do, it's not worth eating at Erlangjun's table!"
"The Erlangjun scene is worthy of being our son who grew up in Shouchang!"
"Luo Fangzheng!" Zhang Zhao called Luo Fangzheng from Xingsheng Zuofang over.
"There is no news from Li Dalang's family yet, and I don't have time to wait here. If there is any news from Li Dalang's family, please be sure to let us know!"
Luo Fang hurriedly agreed, and everyone's favorable impression of Zhang Zhao suddenly rose to a new level.
The Qu Qilang and Luo Wulang families in the prosperous Zuofang fell into the sadness of losing their loved ones, but for more than thirty other families whose people followed Zhang Zhao to Anxi, it was ecstasy.
Because their relatives not only came back, but also brought a large amount of goods, the situation at home became much better.
For example, Ma Yaozi was holding Yu Niang in his arms at the moment, but Yu Niang suddenly burst out laughing.
This made Ma Yaozi very unhappy, and he angrily slapped Yuniang's snow-white buttocks.
"Are you laughing so much? Are you stunned?" Ma Yaozi was a little doubtful of his ability. Shouldn't the jade lady be howling at this moment? How could she laugh?
"Mr. Lang, you have received so much money and food. How can you and I eat and drink for the rest of our lives? Just thinking about it makes me laugh!"
Hearing what Yu Niang said, Ma Yaozi immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
Not far from Ma Yaozi's house, Chen Huoer's house was even more happy.
As soon as the betrothal gift worth fifty guan was presented, the girl who usually looked down on him smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into a straight line.
Chen Huo'er stretched his neck and looked behind Jin Niang. His little cousin, whom he hadn't seen for four years, was even more relaxed and generous.
"Why are you so anxious? Choose a good day, you will see it in the future!" Father Chen couldn't stand it any longer, and he felt sorry for the fifty pounds of wealth, so he gave Chen Huo'er a fierce look.
My cousin immediately blushed with embarrassment, lowered her head and twisted her clothes with her fingers, and soon even her neck was red.
In the past, Chen Huo'er would have had to quarrel with his father, but now, Chen Huo'er, who was Zhang Zhao's personal bodyguard, was much more mature. He smiled softly and boldly looked at his cousin who he thought about day and night.
"I can't see enough! I can't see enough! There are so many beautiful orchids in the river and Tianzhu. Even if Princess X wants it, she can have it, but no one can compare with Mei Niang.
Isn’t it true that my father feels sorry for fifty guan? He might as well take a longer-term view. A certain Chen Dalang will be a military envoy in the future. A handsome man, what does a mere fifty guan mean?"
If it had been in the past, the irritable Father Chen would have jumped out and yelled, or even stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan to slap him directly.
But today, Chen Huo'er just stood like a noble man, and Father Chen didn't even say a word.
The cousin across from me looked up from her shyness. My cousin was still so ugly, with a crooked nose, a big mouth, and slender eyes.
But suddenly, something beyond her appearance hit her cousin's heart, making her feel dizzy.
My cousin looks like the big shots in Dunhuang City!
