Sun Moon Lake.
When Li Shanzhi stood up after bowing profusely, Mrs. Zhu clearly saw that her son's face was already filled with tears.
From the entrance of the village to Li's house, running east to west, what I saw along the way was that almost everything was white, and almost every family had mourning. How could this not make Li Shan burst into tears?
Li Shan is not averse to death. As a doctor, he can treat every dying patient and his family members indifferently. But as a human being, he cannot be indifferent to the death of relatives, friends, and colleagues.
Not to mention, these deaths are closely related to him, not to mention, most of these deaths are to protect his own safety.
The son in front of her still had the same appearance, but he seemed a little more angular, a little more haggard, and a little more vicissitudes of life... Mrs. Zhu stood up and took Li Shan in her arms, sighing long and speechless.
Mother and son understand each other about many things.
Although Zhujiagou was poor in the past, it could finally live a safe life. Since the mother and son settled here in the fourth year of Wude... the fate of this village has completely changed.
Li Shan once felt that he had brought a lot to this village, more money, better treatment, and more comfortable houses. The villagers no longer had to worry about food rations, the children no longer looked sallow and thin, and every household could be able to eat during the New Year. Pull some cloth and make some new clothes.
Li Shan even changed the layout of the entire village, built canals, dug ponds, and even the village was named under his name, and even the name was changed.
But will this make up for those lives lost?
Although there was only a slight sob, Li Shanjin's front was already wet, and Mrs. Zhu said softly: "Da Lang, even though you are heartbroken, you must first pay homage."
Li Shan nodded and looked at the maid aside, "Bring me your mourning clothes."
Zhu was stunned, but didn't say anything.
In ancient times, there were rules for when to wear mourning clothes and who should wear mourning clothes, but Li Shan didn't care. What did wearing mourning clothes mean to those personal guards who died for him?
When Li Shan, who was dressed in mourning clothes, walked out of the door, the whole Zhuangzi fell into silence. In this era, it is unimaginable to wear mourning clothes for his disciples, let alone Li Shan is now the king of Tang Dynasty and holds a high position. .
After crossing the threshold, Li Shan, under Zhu Wei's efforts to dissuade him, only held incense and saluted the spiritual tablet, which was a Zhu stone.
Li Shan clearly remembered that in the fourth year of Wude, he had just traveled through time and returned to the village from Pingkangfang. He happened to save Zhu Shitou. That was the first step for him to be recognized by the villagers.
Among the eight hundred warriors who came out of the city to fight to the death, Zhu Shitou held a shield on his right side to protect himself from the flying arrows and spears.
At the moment when the formation was broken, Zhu Shitou was knocked off his horse. Li Shan remembered that when he returned a few days later, the corpses that were collected were so miserable that they were trampled by horse hooves and could not even be seen.
Zhu Shitou's eldest son Zhu Feng, who was sixteen years old, had red and swollen eyes, and his younger brother Xiao Shitou, who was only ten years old, kowtowed to Li Shan in return.
At this moment, Li Shan could no longer hold back and cried uncontrollably. Zhu Shitou followed him in Shandong, in Daizhou, in Mayi, and in Guji Town. He wanted to be taciturn, but he was always on his own with Zhu Ba, Zhao Da and others. The most trusted bodyguard.
Yuan Junzhang and his son, who were living in Sun Moon Lake, saw this scene outside the door and couldn't help but be surprised. They were all people who had witnessed it with their own eyes and experienced Li Shan's acting style.
That night last year, Li Shanxue raided the camp at night and forcibly raped her, leaving an indelible shadow in Yuan Junzhang's heart for the rest of his life. He could not imagine that the man who seemed to face everything calmly and always had gentleness on his face And the young prince with a cold smile would have such moments.
In the battle of Guji Town, the Turks were defeated three times, and Jieli Khan fled north in panic. When the battle report came, Yuan Junzhang was greatly shocked. The appearance of He Liu and Zhang Zhongjian made him put his hands on his forehead and he was very happy. After all, Du Shiyuan and Niu Bin and Guo Ziheng's rebellion put him in a difficult situation.
Yuan Junzhang had already inquired about it. Li Shan's pension for his personal guards was very generous. He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "I've heard about Handan Wang Renyi for a long time..."
He Liu on the side whispered: "After the war, His Highness paid homage to the fallen soldiers in Guji Town. He was so heartbroken that he fainted and fell to the ground."
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Li Shan held the still crying Xiao Shitou with one hand and Zhu Feng's shoulder with the other. Zhu Wei beside him whispered: "Da Lang, Zhu Feng intends to join the personal guard..."
"Let's wait a few years." Li Shan, who still had tears on his face, shook his head. "We can talk about it after we get a wife and have children... Please ask Uncle Qi to take care of this matter."
"It's your job." Zhu Wei patted Zhu Feng on the shoulder, "Someone will give you another pension later. Eat more meat and be stronger."
Zhu Feng took two steps back and bowed to the ground respectfully, "Thank you, Sir."
At this night, the village was brightly lit with white hangings. There were not only people from the Zhu family, but also people from Hebei who came with Qi Laosan and Su Dingfang respectively, as well as refugees who had fled and settled here and were favored by Li Shan. Li Shan personally paid homage to each family. During the festival, no one was left out. By the time it was over, it was already late at night.
A total of 272 young people came out of Sun Moon Lake before and after. In the end, only 79 people returned to Guanzhong, 26 of whom were disabled, and the entire Zhuangzi only had a total of more than 600 households.
After barely eating some millet porridge, Li Shan lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Mrs. Zhou on the side whispered: "Today I heard Aunt Qi mention that the body was sent back to Zhuangzi that day. The whole village cried, but no one complained about the decision. Langjun."
"In the battle formation, there is a place for corpses to be erected." Xiao Man looked more calm, "I hope you will be kind to me in the future, Mr. Lang."
Naturally, he would be calmer. Xiaoman looked a little gloomy when he recalled the moment when his whole family was confiscated.
After two months in Daizhou, Li Shan had vaguely guessed Xiaoman's origins, but he didn't ask, leaving those things for the future.
Ling Jing, who had not yet rested, looked at him from a distance. Zhang Zhongjian, Qu Silang and others were guarding the door of Li's house with swords on their waists and their expressions were solemn and respectful. Obviously, what they heard and seen today had a certain influence on these new members of the Guards. Very profound impact.
Ling Jing nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "When the war was in full swing, Huairen marched forward bravely, not caring about the people behind him. After the war, he comforted people's hearts. Although he was a little soft, but if things changed in the future, he could win everyone's death."
Su Dingfang on the side did not say a word. He also understood this truth. Not only could he show off his power on the battlefield and establish meritorious deeds, he and Wang Junhao, the two guards commanders, were knighted. This in itself has a strong attraction. At the same time, Li Shan was so kind to his relatives. Wei, treating the family of the fallen guard so kindly will naturally gain him the power to die.
But Su Dingfang did not agree with Ling Jing's point of view, because he saw with his own eyes that Li Shan was heartbroken and shed tears of grief for the fallen soldiers. This was not Li Shan's strategy, but Li Shan's nature.
