A cold wind blew on Xiping Fort. Chen Ah Chong stood on the edge of the cliff outside the fort, waiting for his sons to return.
A thousand years later in history, there was a name here called Qingshizui, which was the birthplace of the first cavalry company of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army.
In Zhangzhou, Xiping Fort is also a heroic city. Since Zhang Shengren entered Liangzhou, there have been a total of 147 people in Xiping Fort serving food, and so far 32 people have died in the battlefield.
No, it should be thirty-three.
The sound of drum music meanders up from the bottom of the valley, and colorful flags are meandering back and forth. The people are wearing golden bright armor, the horses are wearing dazzling orange and red armor, and the robe that exposes the right arm is made of flowers and brocade. They are very wealthy.
This kind of attire is not something ordinary people can wear, nor is it something ordinary soldiers can wear.
In China, one needs to have thirty-two ranks from the seventh rank to the rank of Gongweilang and above. Among military rank officers, this has broken away from the scope of low-level officers and can be regarded as mid-level officers.
If it is outside the Middle-earth, then only those who are knighted or the king's three guards are Yuhou or above can wear it.
But now, nearly a hundred such mid-level officers and vassals appeared at the foot of the mountain outside Xiping Fort.
Amidst the solemn and sad sound of drums, they escorted a treasure box made of Tianzhu holy sandalwood to Xipingbao.
What is contained in the treasure box is not gold, jewelry, or jade, but the ashes of a fallen hero.
The young men of Xiping Fort were uniformly dressed in white robes, with plain-colored robes on their heads and foreheads. On their foreheads were written their names, origins, and heroic words. When they saw a cavalry coming from below, they immediately rode forward to greet them.
When they arrived at the urn held by a golden-armored general, the young students took off their forehead wipes one after another, wrapped them around the urn, and then followed the cavalry to the gate of Xiping Fort.
At the gate, the magistrate of Baishui County, wearing a green official uniform and a net scarf wrapped around his head, and the inspector of the Baishui Inspection Department on the side, wrapped a silver-white three-chen flag that had just been delivered from the Imperial City of the Divine Capital. It is wrapped around a plain-colored holy sandalwood box.
"My son!"
It was only then that Chen Ah Chong's old wife, who was being supported by a group of women at the gate, burst into tears. She wanted to come over and touch the holy sandalwood box several times, but she was unable to do so due to extreme grief. Energetic.
Chen Ah Chong was still on the edge of the cliff. He covered his eyes and suppressed sobs and cried a few times. Tears streamed down his cheeks and meandered on his old face.
After a while, Chen Ah Chong wiped away his tears with his sleeves. Then, he quickly put on the 櫜枸 clothes that the saint had given him after he conquered Xiazhou.
Wearing a red robe, a red coat, a red headband and forehead, a Hulu hanging on the right side, double bows on the left side, black leather boots on the feet, and a horizontal sword buried deep in a sheath.
Chen Ah Chong strode forward, as if he were coming out of the mountain god's land from the valley. He pressed the silver knife, looked at his son's urn and sang loudly:
"The volcano will be even hotter in June, and there will be no pedestrians at Chiting Pass. I know you are accustomed to Qilian City, how can you worry about seeing the Luntai Moon."
All the soldiers were slightly shocked. Zhang Xianyu took the lead and took off the hood on his head, put it down in his right hand and then sang loudly:
"Take off your saddle and go to a restaurant for a while, and send you thousands of miles west to attack the barbarians. I only get fame from horses. I am truly a heroic husband."
Chen Ah Chong knew Zhang Xianyu and had returned to the Yijun Army. He held back his tears, comforted his crying wife, and then stood up.
Dressed in red and with gray hair, Chen Ah Chong stood straight. He took the holy sandalwood urn containing the third son's ashes from the fourth son's hand, who had never stopped crying. He looked at Zhang Xianyu and said:
"Your Majesty, when Sanlang left, the old man sang this song to send Deputy Li off to Qixi to march for him. May I ask, Your Majesty, is Sanlang a heroic husband?"
Zhang Xianyu sniffed and stood straight, "Replying to my cousin Weng's words, the third uncle is personally accompanying his grandson. Starting from Mulu City, he has taken the lead in every battle of dozens of sizes.
He stationed himself outside the city of Mashhad and beheaded the generals and captured the flag. He flew down from Tongzhi City (Tehran) and shot at the enemy chiefs twenty-three times.
When it came to the decisive battle at Xiaogushan, the third uncle and the eighty warriors fought to the death and killed dozens of thieves and Hu, breaking the enemy's formation of ten thousand people.
In the end, his horse stumbled and he died in a foreign country. He was an upright true hero of Zhou Dynasty and a good man of China! "
"Okay!" Chen Ah Chong shouted, his eyes were red, he held his head high as high as he could, and kept stroking the holy sandalwood urn with his hands.
"Thirty years ago, someone personally took over the ashes of Duke Wu Jing of Qucheng from the hands of the saint. My son, you are good enough and I have not embarrassed your third uncle!"
Chen Ah Chong said that the Duke of Wujing in Qucheng was his elder brother. He ranked 79th among the generals with one hundred and eight yuan, and was given posthumously to Chen Sanlang, the Duke of Qucheng and posthumously named Wujing.
"He is a heroic man and has not embarrassed our Xiping Fort!"
"Well done to Brother Chen San. He killed more than a hundred people and died a worthy death!"
"A real man should be like Chen Sanlang, traveling thousands of miles to spread the glory of our clan."
"Sanlang is worthy of being a descendant of Emperor (Chen) Gao Zuwu. When he reaches heaven, he will have the honor to meet his ancestors!"
"Baishui Inspection Department Chief Zheng Jian bravely crossed the river tiger Wei Sanlang and came to see Brother Chen San off."
"Wen Xiaowu, the head of Qiji Club of Anren Inspection Department, came to see Brother Chen San off."
Amid the call for the return of the soul, the people from Xipingbao and its surrounding villages came to watch the fun, and everyone was admiring it.
There are many good men from all over the world reporting their names and coming to see off the hero Xiao Chen Sanlang.
The young people looked and listened with red faces. Although they were in Xiping Fort, their hearts had already flown to the battlefield.
Chen Ah Chong asked his eldest son, who stayed by his side to take care of his old age, to bow to everyone around him and thank everyone on his behalf.
This farewell is not just a farewell, but one who will stay until the day of the funeral and carry the coffin up the mountain. In the countryside at this time, and even in the countryside in later generations, it is a great kindness.
"It is certainly a tragedy that one of my sons died in the battle. But today there are so many good men returning home. Don't let the old man's family ruin the reunion of thousands of families. Three days later, the old man will invite heroes from all walks of life to Xipingbao to drink and eat meat. .”
Benevolence and righteousness! Zhang Xianyu couldn't help but sigh.
There were more than fifty people in Xiping Fort who went out to fight. Except for one who died in the battle earlier and one who died of illness, only Chen Sanlang, the son of Chen Ah Chong, died in the battle. The rest either came back with money or people.
However, the Chen family is the largest family in Xiping Fort, and Chen Ah Chong's brother is a Yuancong general with an extraordinary status. If their family is having a funeral, it will naturally be difficult for the rest of the villagers to celebrate.
Therefore, Chen Ah Chong set the funeral for three days in order not to disturb the joy of other families, which was indeed benevolent and righteous.
Zhang Xianyu did not leave because his work was not finished yet. Although Chen Sanlang died in the battle, in front of him was Zhang Xianyu, the Marquis of Yu, who served as the central guard of King An. He had made great contributions during the decisive battle with Dashi, and could at least be named a gentleman. He who governs 4,000 households and 30,000 people.
According to Chen Sanlang's last wish, this family property was to be adopted by one of his brother's sons, and then he would go to Persia to inherit his title when he reached adulthood.
If there are no brothers in the family, or if the brothers have few heirs, the title will be taken back.
One portion of the money earned was used to support his parents in old age, and the other portion was sent to the Shrine of the Heroes of the Westbound Martyrs, where he would be sacrificed by the state so that he could enjoy blood food and incense in heaven.
. . . .
Different from the faint sadness of the Chen family in Xipingbao, Longyou, the Wei family in Qian County, Guanzhong is a different scene.
After Wei's Wu Biao went westward, the imperial court gave the old man of the Wei family twenty-five guan of compassionate money and left behind a hundred acres of Yongye land, which instantly caused the Wei family's income to skyrocket.
However, it is not without sequelae.
Wei's Wu Biao was originally the dominant force in the Xinyang Inspection Department of Qian County. Wei Dalang and Wei Sanlang also relied on the tyrannical fighting power of the five brothers to roam the countryside.
But now that Webster's five bullies are gone, a new generation of country bullies will soon take their place.
At first, perhaps because of the reputation of Webster's Five Biaos, they were hesitant to cause trouble for Wei Da and Wei San, but as time went by, they became more courageous.
Wei Sanlang held a hoe in his hand and stared at a fat man in the distance who was as big as 2,580,000 yuan.
The fat man held a bench and sat at an intersection like a golden sword, looking at Wei San with disdain.
Behind this intersection is the home of Wei San's prospective father-in-law.
Fiancée Lady Li was hugging her mother and trembling with fear, with tears in her eyes. Lady Li was still looking at Wei San with a hoe in despair, but had not dared to come forward.
"Wei Sanlang, what the hell do you think it was when your five brothers were still here? You still want to sit on my cow's head and shit?
You don’t even take a photo of yourself. If Wei Yinghu and the others are not around, who do you think you are?
Let me tell you, the betrothal gift of the second wife of the Li family has already been given to Father Li. The second wife is a wife who has not yet passed the family. If you dare to come here again, I will break your legs! "
After saying that, Niu Er turned to a rickety old man beside him who was somewhat flattering and asked, "Really, father-in-law, is what my son-in-law said right?"
"That's right, of course that's right! Official Niu has already given me a betrothal gift of twenty guan."
"How could you do this!" Wei Sanlang was anxious. He looked at Father Li in disbelief, and his lips began to tremble with anger. "It was obviously me who gave the betrothal gift first, how can there be any reason to accept gifts from two families?"
Father Li became excited at this time. He raised his eyes and said, "What kind of betrothal gift? I didn't agree that it is a betrothal gift. Wei San, you'd better go back quickly, be careful not to get beaten."
Things are indeed a bit troublesome. Wei Sanlang's recruitment process was too crude, and now that someone has caught him, it will be difficult to get support even if he files a lawsuit with the government.
His only hope is Father Li, but it is obvious that Father Li prefers a new generation of bullies like Niu Er who are powerful in the countryside.
But Father Li is willing, but his daughter Li Erniang is not.
Niu Er is such a fool, even his mother and sisters dare to use his fists at every turn. Why should she be beaten to death when she gets married? No matter how you look at it, it is not as good as marrying the honest, hard-working but wealthy Wei Sanlang.
"Sanlang, I don't want to marry Niu's family, I don't want to marry Niu Er!"
Hearing the heartbreaking cry of his sweetheart, Wei Sanlang also broke down and cried, but the hoe he raised fell to the ground weakly.
He has been an honest boy since he was a child. In addition to hard work in farming, he even dared not use the whip too hard to herd cattle. How dare he go up and fight with a fat bully like Niu Er.
Even if he goes up, there is a high probability that he will not be able to defeat him.
Seeing Wei Sanlang being so incompetent and listening to Li Erniang's heart-rending cry, Niu Er didn't feel any discomfort or sympathy, but became even more excited.
He stood up and kept approaching with his whistle stick, frightening Wei Sanlang so much that he sweated on his forehead and staggered back.
"You are as stupid as a pig and you dare to come and steal a wife from a certain family. I have to let you know what it means to be powerful today!"
'Wow! "The surrounding villagers who were watching screamed in horror. Some of them originally wanted to complain, but when they saw that Niu Er was so arrogant, they couldn't even retreat. How could they dare to step forward.
Seeing that Niu Er was so aggressive, Li Erniang broke away from her mother's hand and cried out to Niu Er, feeling sorry for her lover. Wei's father, Wei's mother and Wei's sister-in-law also rushed forward to stop Niu Er.
Although Niu Er was a fool, he still didn't dare to be too cruel to the old man and woman.
I, Zhang Zhou, boasts of governing the world with loyalty and filial piety. Niu Er beats Wei Sanlang. As long as he is not seriously injured, I don’t even need to pay for the decoction and medicine.
But if Wei's father and Wei's mother, who knew their destiny, were injured, they would definitely have to go to the county government to be beaten.
Therefore, Niu Er tied up his clothes tightly and did not dare to use the whistle stick. Instead, he pushed Wei's father and Wei's mother to the ground.
As for Sister-in-law Wei, she didn't dare to go up at all. Instead, she supported her mother-in-law who fell to the ground. The two mothers-in-law and daughter-in-law burst into tears together.
"Erlang, Shiro, come back and take a look! Our family is being bullied!"
Only then did Sister-in-law Wei realize how precious her five younger brothers were when they could eat dozens of kilograms of cornmeal buns at home.
"If you dare to hit me, I will fight with you!" Wei Sanlang finally rushed up with red eyes and roared.
However, he was really not good at fighting. He held up the hoe but did not dare to hit Niu Er on the head. After hesitating for a moment, Niu Er kicked him in the chest and the hoe fell to the ground with a clang.
Then Niu Eryi hit his shin with the whistle stick, and the severe pain made Wei San roll on the ground. The only way he could hold on was to try not to scream.
Niu Er was very proud, he felt that he was very beautiful, but at this moment, Lady Li Er ran over, and Wei Sanlang, who had kept his tibia black and blue, started to cry loudly.
"Fuck you, I'll beat you two bitches to death!"
Now it was Niu Er's turn to break the defense. As if he had been cuckolded, he took out a long dagger from his waist, and it turned out that he was going to kill him.
"Niu Er!" Just at this moment, a clear loud shout came from the distance.
The crowd looked back, and on the hillside in the distance, a tall and handsome young man wearing a blue suit, leading a war horse, came over like a dragon and flying stars.
"There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. I haven't seen you for three years, but you are shaking like a dog!"
No one else could see clearly who the young man was, but Niu Erru suddenly screamed when he was struck by lightning.
"Wei Yingbiao? Why are you back?"
The person who came was Wei Yingbiao, who ranked fifth among the five extreme western provinces, but was actually the seventh in the Wei family. He was the youngest and most promising of the five Wei Biaos.
Seeing such a murderous god coming back suddenly, Niu Er didn't even want his whistle stick or dagger, and ran away!
Wei Yingbiao immediately got on his horse. There was a sound of horse hooves, and he immediately rushed behind Niu Er. With a gentle push, Niu Er rolled on the ground.
Then Wei Yingbiao flew off his horse, dragged Niu Er like a wild dog in front of his parents, brother and sister-in-law, broke off a bamboo branch, and beat him all over the head and face, leaving Niu Er with disheveled hair, bruises all over his body, and screams.
Father Wei, who was pushed to the ground, immediately got up and looked at the heroic figure of his youngest son waving the bamboo stick, laughing so hard.
I don’t know how long the beating lasted until the two cows started to bleed from their mouths and noses. There was a sound of gongs, and teams with flags that the villagers didn’t recognize were coming in the distance.
Niu Er saw the person leading the way, who seemed to be his brother-in-law, the headman of the Xinyang Inspection Department, and immediately ran over, crawling and rolling, and filed a complaint with embarrassment.
According to the law, it is a crime to hurt someone innocently. Of course, this is only a matter if the big boss is willing to take care of this trivial matter.
The so-called head catcher is not the head catcher of the yamen in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but one of the two deputies of the chief inspector of the inspection department at that time.
Among them, the secretary is in charge of the official documents, policies, logistics, etc. of the inspection department, and the head catcher is mainly responsible for the management of active catchers, that is, the management of Banjo Yoshitsune.
Therefore, in the countryside, the power of a head catcher is not small. Father Wei, who had just laughed, became worried again.
However, Niu Er was destined to kick the iron plate today. As soon as he finished speaking, the head catcher's brother-in-law softened and fell to his knees with a thud.
"Congratulations to the inspector, how should we deal with this bull running rampant in the countryside?" Zhang Xianjing, who was riding a tall white horse with a dark face, asked.
"The backbone is ten, and the journey is eight thousand miles." Inspector He replied loudly with cold sweat on his head.
I, Zhang Zhou, am so arrogant that I would be exiled for eight thousand miles, because if I were exiled for three thousand miles, I might not have even left the country.
Zhang Xianjing looked at the embarrassed Niu Er and laughed, "Although he is a little confused, he still has courage. If he goes to Dingyuan Province (southwestern Persia), he can be a warrior who defends the land."
After saying that, the future emperor also glanced at the brother-in-law Captou beside Niu Er. The brother-in-law Captou trembled all over, and then his face turned pale.
For a long time, under the murderous looks of Inspector He and Magistrate Zhao of Qian County, the brother-in-law slowly knelt down.
"Master Silang, I have no way to run the family and can't afford to leave any room. Fortunately, the bow, horse, spear and stick have not fallen. Why don't I let my subordinates escort Niu Er to Dingyuan?"
Zhang Xianjing was satisfied. He nodded and smiled again: "If you are a warrior of the country, I will write a letter to you. When you get to Dingyuan, as long as you work hard, you will not be afraid of losing the title."
This arrest should be bad, Zhang Xianjing was reported by the Jinyi guards on the way here. Many of these arrests have been bullying the villagers.
Although none of them were big mistakes, they made too many mistakes. Just when Zhang Xianjing was about to go back and ask the local authorities to punish him, he happened to bump into the door.
"But Mr. Silang, Wei Yingbiao also beat a certain brother-in-law. Saints often teach us to enforce the law impartially, and we must not be partial today." My brother-in-law, the head catcher, is someone who knows the law.
However, Wei Yingbiao chuckled and said, "So that the arresting officer will know that a certain family is in Dingyuan and there is no need to distribute it at all.
As for the spine battle, a certain rank officer with the rank of twenty-ninth rank Zhongwei Lang is the deputy envoy of the horizontal squad, and according to the law, he can pay for his redemption. "
The brother-in-law's head dropped and he said nothing.
Father Wei became excited at this time and called Wei Yingbiao from a distance.
Zhongwei Lang! In the army, he can be a close relative at home and the Marquis of Yu in the forbidden capital, and he can be the commander of the guard army outside. When he is released, he is the military supervisor of the prefecture. He can't help but be excited.
However, Wei Yingbiao, the 29th-level Zhongwei Lang who was a deputy envoy of Hengban, was obtained in the five extreme western provinces and could not be transferred back to the mainland.
It is used to accumulate seniority and rank in the vassal state of Xia Jun Yimin. It is equivalent to a large Junnan or the deputy commander of the King's Three Guards.
Wei Yingbiao did not go to his father's side immediately, but looked at Zhang Xianjing and said: "Silangjun, I think that in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, we might ask the government to carve words on the lintel of Jian'er's door in the Western Expedition to show off his achievements as a king of Xia and his people." Meritorious service.
If the family members of the Western Expedition athletes were bullied and beaten, the government should severely punish them. "
Zhang Xianjing laughed for the third time. Although Wei Yingbiao's proposal was rough, it was not necessarily impossible to implement it.
His western expedition opened his horizons and realized how vast the space was to the west. Naturally, he was willing to provide more protection for the Xiajun Yi people heading west.
"Wei Qing is indeed a great talent who is about to become the Commander of Zheng Fan. He is indeed insightful. I will consider it carefully. Now you go home to meet Ye Niang."
A few days later, the villagers of the Xinyang Inspection Department of Qian County learned that Wei Yingbiao, the seventh eldest son of the Wei family, had been attracted by Bai Congxin, the king of Zheng, and had made a marriage contract. He came back this time to discuss with his parents.
Marriage is a matter of your parents' order.
If Wei's father had not objected, Wei Yingbiao would have studied at the Zhaowu Academy in Shendu for two years, and then returned to the river to marry the sixth daughter of King Bai Congxin of the Zheng Kingdom, Princess Baihe of Zheng Fan. From now on, he would at least be a The future of a gentleman or even an uncle is at stake.
A young peasant boy who went west for three years was not only promoted to uncle Fang, but also married to a princess from the royal family. This caused a huge sensation in the entire Qian County, even Guanzhong and the whole world, and made him go west to make great achievements. , more popular with everyone.
A month later, Zhang Xianjing led part of the Western Expeditionary Army back to the sacred capital of Luoyang. Zhang Xian personally went out of the city to greet him, held a grand welcome ceremony for Zhang Xianjing and his soldiers, and promoted Zhang Xianjing to the title of King of Liang on the spot.
This is the first prince in Zhang Zhou's country, which is of extraordinary significance.
The climax of the ceremony was the dance of the Great Eating Caliph Muti himself at the celebration banquet. His accompaniment was the last Tibetan Zanpu, Triwang Xuzan, who was plump and extremely satisfied with life.
At this point, the two great empires that used to be called the Tang Dynasty - Tubo and Dashi - were playing music and dancing together in this land that once gave birth to the Han and Tang Dynasties, and now gave birth to a powerful empire like Zhang and Zhou.
. . . . .
Five years later, in the 13th year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, in 972 AD, it was the fifth year since Zhao Kuangyin of the Northern Song Dynasty opened his treasure house, at the top of Mount Tai.
I, Zhang Shengren, have aged another five years. I am exactly sixty years old this year. My beard and hair have begun to turn gray, and my figure is not as straight as before.
Although there are no major physical problems, my energy and physical strength are not as good as before.
Beside him, Cao Sanniang's wife Yan Nai was sixty-eight years old, and her originally beautiful baby face even started to have small age spots.
Even Queen Cao Yanxi, who is six years younger than Zhang Gao, has become an old woman.
Especially Mrs. Cao Sanniang, who has been sick a few years ago. If it were not her last wish to see Zhang Zhi and Taishan enshrined in Zen, and to see her son Murong Nobunaga, it is still unknown whether she could have survived until now.
However, Crown Prince Liang Wang Zhang Xianjing is still very young, only twenty-nine years old this year, and he seems to have become accustomed to his status as Crown Prince. He seems to be quite calm and not in a hurry to ascend to the throne.
Zhang Yan stood on the top of Mount Tai. Looking back on the past, the skyscrapers and computer lights of later generations were very blurry in his mind, but he clearly remembered what he did when he traveled back in time.
Forty years! It has been forty years since he traveled west to Khotan in 932.
In these forty years, Zhang Gao defeated countless powerful enemies.
Saktu Khan of the Kara Khanate, Nasr II of Saman Persia, King Modapala of Shahi of India, and King Krishna II of Balihar of India.
Ganzhou Uighur Khan Yao Luoge Renyu, Dingnan Army Jiedushi Li Yiyin, Gaochang Uighur Khan Jieli Bijia.
The good brother Khitan Lord Yelu Deguang, the divination king Du Sage, and the broken-armed Empress Dowager Shu Luping tried to make a final counterattack.
Scenes flashed before Zhang's eyes like a slide show. These forty years have not been easy!
These people can be said to be momentary heroes. If they are not careful, they are not without the possibility of defeat, but Zhang Gao finally solved them all.
In the past forty years, the population of the land of China has recovered from less than 30 million to the terrifying figure of close to 80 million today.
The national yield per mu increased from 220 kilograms in the Tang Dynasty to 415 kilograms.
Various new crops from the Americas greatly enriched people's dining tables.
Today, in this great empire that stretches from the East China Sea to the Sun in the east, to Baoshan Bay in the west, to the North Sea in the north, and to the Mekong River in the south, the products are abundant, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the politics are generally clear and clear.
Thinking about it, in the history books of this time and space, a prosperous Qianyuan era is certain.
Of course, only Zhang Yan knew best what he had done. He reversed the gradually conservative trend on this continent since the late Tang Dynasty, and even took it a step further. Zhang Zhou was really right in his actions.
But Zhang Zhou was not without problems. The biggest problem was that Zhang Yan was forced to release the monster Liufa Zong.
Now even he, the founder, doesn't know what the Six Methods Sect will bring to the people of this era.
Secondly, after communicating with the Americas, the impact of American viruses, animals, and plants on the mainland of China will be discussed. Will syphilis spread in China in the future? Will there be a large-scale biological invasion? Zhang Yan doesn’t know his descendants. Do we have the ability to solve these problems?
"Sir, Nobunaga is back!" A shout came from the distance, and an old boy with gray hair wearing a silver-white crotchless shirt ran over quickly.
With a pop, Murong Nobunaga paid homage to the ground and burst into tears, "My child is unfilial and has been gone for twenty years. He has not fulfilled any of his duties as a son of man!"
"Nobunaga, even you have turned gray!" Zhang Yan pulled Murong Nobunaga in, holding back the tears in his eyes, and sighed with emotion.
"Sorry for your pain, my son could have been a free king in the capital of God."
"I don't want to be crowned king, but I hope the sea will be peaceful. Nobunaga'er just wishes he could kiss her and fulfill his filial piety in front of his mother, and he doesn't feel any pain at all."
Zhang Hao was stunned. He didn't expect that Grandpa Qi's famous words would travel through hundreds of years and be uttered by Murong Nobunaga in advance.
In the distance, Zhang Xiancun, the eldest son of the Chu Kingdom, who had not been back for sixteen years, was striding towards him.
After Zhang Xiancun's death, the flags of An, Zheng, Song, Shu, Liao, Qi, Tang, Zhao and other vassal states entrusted by Zhang Xian were also fluttering in the wind.
"It's only the Spring and Autumn Period that you know that I have sinned against you!" Zhang Gao looked up to the sky and sighed, whether it was good or bad, let future generations decide.
In the breeze, Zhang Yan held Murong Nobunaga with his left hand and Zhang Xiancun with his right hand, and ordered the Crown Prince Liang Wang Zhang Xianjing to lead the way.
"Let's go, you are all great contributors to Xia Jun and the Yi people. Let us, father and son, ascend this Zen platform together to comfort our ancestors' spirits in heaven!"
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