But he said that when Zhao Jiu cried wildly, there were countless people outside the tent. The soldiers at the bottom were naturally confused. They felt that the officials and Zhang Qilang knew each other, just like in the play. A military gangster risked his life in exchange for a lot of money.
It was worthwhile for the officials to mourn for him; but those high-ranking civil and military officials, while awe-inspiring, couldn't help but secretly sigh in their hearts that the officials were good at buying people's hearts. When they cried like this, it was more real than the last time they ascended the throne in Nanjing (Shangqiu).
...What a great idea!
There was only one Yang Yizhong who had some strange suspicions and complicated emotions in his heart, but he was not the same as others.
No matter what happened, Zhao Jiu cried for a full quarter of an hour. He waited until the sun had completely set before leaving the tent, and everyone hurriedly gathered around.
Although Zhao Jiu had done some cleaning, there were still tears on his face. He stood outside the tent and wanted to speak in person, but was unable to speak for a moment, so he could only wave his hand and let Yang Yizhong pass on what he had discussed before the trip.
The announcement was nothing more than some posthumous gifts, promises, rewards, generous burials, and words such as being named the River God in the future.
However, with Zhang Yongzhen's status as a prepared general, and the Song Dynasty's system that valued civility over military affairs, no posthumous gift could be high... At the fifty-third rank of military attache, the first Taiwei could not posthumously
, but the following Hengban envoy, where Zhang Yongzhen was posthumously gifted as Dr. Xie Zhong, although he was an important official when he was alive and was the key channel to transfer to Bianzhou, but as a posthumous gift, he was only a fifth-grade official.
.The rest of the people in the same boat are also similar. They seem to be of extremely high class, but they are just posthumous gifts from the seventh to eighth grade.
As for the most important things, including the title of wife and son and the reward, but his wife was not around at this time, it was nothing more than empty words and promises. Even the people on the same ship only found one of the brothers in the army.
He was promoted to the rank of Imperial Banzhi and was given extra money, which was an explanation.
In the end, after all was said and done, the matter of funerals and setting up temples to enshrine gods was finally settled.
In this way, after a whole night of tossing and tossing, since they talked about becoming a god and asked Academician Xiao Lin to write a memorial text, Lin Jingmo naturally wanted to take the opportunity to ask Zhang Qilang's last words that everyone wanted to know.
Zhao Jiu's expression did not change, but he responded calmly: "Zhang Qilang only said two things, one is that he cannot return home to see his elders in Yan'an; the other is that he cannot destroy the thief with blood... Before he died, he even said
Call home and die!"
Academician Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment. He wanted to ask more, but when he saw Zhao Guan's expressionless face and thought of the cries he heard when he came after hearing the news, he held back his words. Then he said, "Senior Yutang"
Because of his identity, he wrote a memorial in front of Qilang's funeral.
After the memorial ceremony was completed, Zhao Jiu went off in person and offered sacrifices to Zhang Yongzhen, the only soldier in the ship who took the initiative to fight back and died in the battle today. Seeing that several people were hurriedly buried at the foot of Bagong Mountain, he again warned Qiao Zhongfu and Zhang Jinger.
After a while, he sadly turned back and went up the mountain in the dark.
When he came up the mountain, Zhao Jiu had no intention of resting. Instead, he passed through the small village without entering. He returned to his imperial tent and wrote down the things he had promised today in his little notebook.
He left again and met Lu Haowen at the small village on the top of the mountain, where he met a group of people...a group of people who had fled.
Let us also say that Han Shizhong came from the east. Although he scared off Jin Wushu, he still gave up going ashore just in case. Instead, he first deployed the fleet to defend, patrol, and settle down... None of this was done for the time being.
Mention... It is only said that Han Tongzhi was preparing for war in Chuzhou and Sizhou, but he naturally encountered many people fleeing from Beijing and East on the Huaihe River.
Among them, ordinary soldiers and civilians let them go without mentioning it, and the brave ones picked them up and sent them to the army, and even found homeless women to marry as wives for soldiers... But there was a group of people, even Han Shizhong, who wanted to be treated with more courtesy, and
They simply transported it by military ship and delivered it to the shore as soon as possible.
"Who is Liu Hongdao, the governor of Qingzhou?" Zhao Jiu entered the military hall of Xiaozhai, sat down, and without waiting for the people to salute and say hello, he called out a person's name.
"My name is Liu Hongdao." Under the lights, a man quickly stood up and bowed his head to salute. "I would like to congratulate Your Majesty. Since Jingkang, our army has suffered repeated defeats. Victory is hard to come by. Unexpectedly, we won this victory today..."
"I thought Liu Qing would first complain that I valued martial arts over culture. He would rather mourn for a rough soldier than come to see you!" Zhao Jiu seemed to have not gotten over what happened before, but for some reason,
His tone could be described as calm.
But regardless of the tone, after these words were spoken, a group of ministers in the hall, including Lu Haowen, were uneasy.
Liu Hongdao, who was the first to bear the brunt, hurriedly bowed his head: "I am mourning the defeat of a local army, and I cannot die. I should have concealed my face and resigned, and returned to my hometown. I was not abandoned by the officials and was summoned to work. How can I dare to harbor resentment again?"
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"It's good to know." Zhao Jiu remained calm. "That's why I put Zhang Yongzhen's death before summoning you important officials, and it's also why I called you first... It's no different now.
In the past, all the rules and regulations of the past have long been hunted in the north with the Second Saint. Have you seen the documents I issued?"
"Reporter, I saw it!" Liu Hongdao became more and more careful.
"Now that things have happened, the Jin people are still pursuing themselves. Their intention to destroy the Song Dynasty is clearly exposed, and there is no room for change between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty. Therefore, from now on, everything will be based on resisting the Jin Dynasty." Zhao Jiu glanced at him and stopped talking.
Lu Haowen asked, and continued calmly. "Today's battle in Huaishang, only Zhang Yongzhen stepped forward, and only that boat of people died from the north, and they were almost shaken and occupied, so they are the first-class in the great cause of resisting the Jin Dynasty.
There are useful people, so I went to see them first! And you, Liu Hongdao, are the only ones among this group of escapees who dare to fight the Jin people, so I came here and called you to talk to them first! Do you understand?"
"I understand..." Liu Hongdao paused for a moment before responding in a low voice.
"The day before Xu joined the government, he came to Zhazi from the south. He said that he got the news late in the Guangnan area. Many people thought that Jingkang's affairs were not over yet, so they donated money to serve the king and led the army to the Jiangnan West Road area before they realized that the country had been destroyed. In addition,
At that time, the traitor Huang Qian was good at politics, but he actually regarded them as thieves, so he lost his way." Zhao Jiu continued to speak slowly. "I will retain all your previous official positions, and then I will give you the commission of the envoy of Jiangnan West Road.
, go there to collect the troops, first calm down the local public order in Jiangxi, and then bring the troops to Huaishang to support the line...can you do it?"
"This is easy!" Liu Hongdao was relieved.
"That's good." Zhao Jiu was also relieved, and then suddenly sighed. "In fact, since ancient times, the only way to die is to die. The Second Saint cannot die, so why should you die?"
All the important ministers who fled, including Lu Haowen, all lost their countenance.
But Zhao Jiu remained unmoved, and continued to sigh: "Even if I fled from Nanjing (Shangqiu) to Huaishang, how could I punish you with similar crimes?"
The ministers were slightly relieved.
Zhao Jiu's voice kept getting louder and louder: "However, when the country was in decline, there were still people like Li Ruoshui among the civil servants, Zhang Shuye and others who dared to die, and there were still people like Zhang Yongzhen among the generals who dared to fight alone
Fighting to the north... So, living an ignoble existence can be tolerated, but it cannot be tolerated forever. And you and I, the emperor and our ministers, should know what is right and wrong, right? We should also know what shame is, right?"
All the civil servants did not dare to neglect, and they all bowed their heads and confessed their crimes again.
"No need to apologize." Zhao Jiu ignored them and continued. "This is why I don't want to retreat anymore! I also want to remind you that since I will not retreat from the Huaihe River, who has crossed the Huaihe River?
If you dare to retreat again, even civil servants will be killed! There will be no next time!"
The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, but Zhao Jiu simply stood up:
"Before I leave today, I will give you a famous poem by Li Qingzhao, a layman of Yi'an, who mocked you and me. I hope you will keep it in your mind... He was a hero in life and a hero in death. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River!"
After saying this, Zhao Jiu ignored the others and walked away directly.
ps: Sorry, my parents are coming for the Chinese New Year, and I am working overtime to adjust for the holidays. The update is still very hasty... Attached is the Shaosong readership group, 875387356