The rebels were defeated, Wanyan Daduo was captured, and everything was over.
Everyone clapped their hands and celebrated.
However, many people are still shocked when recalling the scene just now.
The Beggar Army is an army composed of beggars recruited by Du He, with only a hundred people.
In the past, it was just a joke.
Even on the Youzhou battlefield, many believed that the success of the Beggar Legion was due to luck.
But just now, the Beggar Legion used the most primitive way of charging and killing, proving to everyone that this is a team with extremely terrifying combat capabilities.
"Great, the rebels have finally been put down."
"Your Majesty, everything is fine. God bless the Tang Dynasty!"
"Unexpectedly, Wanyan Daduo, the guard of the imperial mausoleum who is deeply loved by His Majesty, is actually Lu Huaguang's adopted son. This son is a wolf-hearted man!"
"People who are not of my race must have different hearts!"
There was a lot of talk about the crackdown.
Suddenly, someone said in surprise: "Hey, where is Du He? The rebels have been put down, why is Du He nowhere to be seen?"
Everyone looked around.
Sure enough, Du He was nowhere to be seen.
Li Er came to his senses and asked loudly: "Where is Du He?"
No one answered for a while.
Suddenly, a weak voice came from the corner, "Father, my son is here."
Swish swish swish.
Everyone's eyes turned around and looked at him one after another.
I saw Du He lying on a shelf and being carried over by several soldiers.
Looking at him again, he was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and he was still vomiting blood in his mouth.
Li Er rushed up, grabbed Du He's hand, and said worriedly: "He'er, are you okay?"
In the past, although Li Er was partial to Du He, he always called Du He by his first name.
Now, he is called "He'er" directly.
This meaning is completely different.
Du He said feebly: "Father, my son... it's very bad. The charge was too fierce just now, and the rebels were inextricably killed. They didn't know that they were injured. Now, there are injuries all over the body."
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Li Er shouted: "No, He'er, you don't have to worry. I will definitely call the best imperial doctor in the palace to treat you. Stop talking and save your strength. I will take you into the palace for treatment right now."
"Father!"
"Ho'er!"
What a show of deep love between father and son!
Many people dared to cry.
Du Ruhui stood aside, feeling confused in his heart: Your Majesty, this is my son.
Li Er was about to get up, but was grabbed by Du He.
"Father, I have one more thing to do!"
Li Er held Du He's hand tightly, "He'er, if you say so, I will definitely promise you."
Du He stretched out his hand, took out a book stained red with blood from his armor, and handed it to Li Er tremblingly.
Everyone came over to take a look curiously.
Oops, this booklet looks familiar.
Look at the cover again, "Book of Merit".
Isn’t this Du He’s record of merit?
Isn't this stored in the imperial study of Tai Chi Palace?
Why was Du He carrying it with him?
However, this is not important anymore.
Du He said with a weak breath: "Father, please keep this merit book for me."
Everyone: "..."
Li Er: "..."
Du He didn't say he wanted credit.
He didn't even say he wanted a reward.
But this is the best tip in the world.
The credit is here!
Anyway, as you can see, I'm lying down, covered in wounds.
It's up to you whether you should be given credit or not.
The moment he saw Du He take out his merit book, Wang Gui rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and ran away a long time ago. He could not forget the bitterness of writing four edicts in a row a few days ago. Now that he was about to hear the edict being drafted, he felt like he was going to faint.
fall.
Changsun Wuji was about to turn around, but was stopped by Li Er: "Assistant engine, it was you who recorded Du He's achievements before. This time, it's you who do it."
Changsun Wuji turned around with a sad look on his face. He reluctantly picked up the merit book and wrote down: In the late autumn of the ninth year of Zhenguan, Wanyan, the guard of the imperial mausoleum, defeated many rebels. Duhe, the Duke of Huyi County, led a beggar army of 100 people.
Rebel.
All the credit is recorded.
According to the process, the next step is to award the reward.
Li Er said directly: "He'er has done great service in suppressing the rebellion and is now the Duke of Hu. Do you have any objections?"
Everyone shook their heads.
I don’t dare to say anything if I have an opinion.
Didn't you see Du He lying on the ground covered in blood, and the men of the Beggar Legion staring at everyone with eager eyes?
The look in these guys' eyes is like that of wild wolves. If anyone dares to have an opinion, they might be chopped up on the spot.
The chamberlain Zhao Yang immediately brought a copy of the imperial edict.
Wang Gui cannot be found.
Li Er personally drafted the edict.
In the past, edicts were drafted by the Zhongshu Province and reviewed by the subordinates.
Now, keep things simple.
What an honor it is to have His Majesty Li Er write the edict himself.
His Majesty Li Er's edict is not as fancy as Wang Gui's. It is a few simple sentences, even the word "menxia" at the beginning is omitted. It is straightforward: Du He has made great contributions in suppressing the rebellion, and he will be enthroned as the Duke of Hu, and he will be granted three thousand residences.
Household, from the first rank, title is hereditary.
Everyone's eyes widened immediately.
Duke Hu is nothing special. After all, Du He had obtained it before, and almost obtained it after putting down the Youzhou rebellion.
The most important thing is the last four words "the title is hereditary".
This means that Du He's descendants can inherit the title of Duke of Hu.
Plus Du Ruhui’s Lai Guogong.
The Du family had two dukedoms inherited from generation to generation.
This is the true supreme glory.
For a time, many people looked at Du He with envy.
A few days ago, Du He's words were still ringing in my ears.
Isn't he just a prince? Within a month, he will be mine.
At that time, many people didn't take it seriously.
Who would have known that in just a few days, Du He would have fulfilled his promise.
The matter of merit has been made clear.
Li Er was about to have Du He carried back to Chang'an.
Suddenly, there was the sound of horse hooves outside.
Boom, boom, boom.
A figure rushed in like flying and flopped down next to Du He.
It was Li Ke, the king of Shu.
Li Ke was shocked and said: "Teacher, I heard that you were seriously injured. How about it? Is it serious?"
"Let me see it quickly!"
Li Ke started to pull at Du He worriedly.
Du He hurriedly slapped Li Ke's hand and kept blinking: "Your Highness, I...I'm afraid, don't move..."
Li Ke didn't see Du He's instruction at all: "Oh, teacher, how can you not move? Quick, let me check your body and I will show you the wound."
Wow.
Li Ke directly and roughly tore off Du He's armor.
Take off Du He's clothes.
Suddenly, Du He's chest was exposed in front of everyone.
Everyone took a closer look.
I saw Du He's armor and clothes covered in blood, but underneath he had clean, white skin.
There are no wounds.
Looking at the corners of Du He's mouth, there was no blood anymore.
Being stripped of his clothes in broad daylight, Du He couldn't help it, jumped up and hurriedly wrapped his clothes tightly.
Changsun Wuji was surprised and said: "Du He, good boy, you are not injured. Look at your whole body. Where is there a wound? You...how dare you deceive the emperor? You are so audacious!"
"Du He, you are so shameless!"
"Yes, extremely shameless!"
Suddenly, the ministers criticized him one after another.