Mei Wu was in charge of the mausoleum. The funeral vessels included four medium-sized bronze tripods as the main sacrificial vessels, arranged in a square pattern. The burial objects included sixteen nobles, horns, urns, cauldrons, goblets, jars and other utensils. Refer to Bohou's courtesy followed.
The tombs of the Shang Dynasty are very interesting. The coffins are not placed horizontally, but with the body upright. They are mainly rectangular pits with vertical pits. There are two pits for concubines and auxiliary pits. Seventeen soldiers and soldiers are buried in the main pit, and other slaves are buried in the main pit. Buried in various other tombs.
The main room is also accompanied by bronze Ge, Bronze Qi, Jade Yue, and Jade Ge. These are the ritual vessels that only princes are qualified to accompany into the tomb.
Mengchang didn't talk much about the burial this time. He could influence the customs and etiquette of the small nobles, but he couldn't influence the martyrdom of Chonghou. The sacrifices could also use foreigners as human sacrifices, and the people who were buried had strict identity regulations. , then he would really stand out from the world, and the name of Uncle Meng Zhou was not far away from him.
The main prayer should have been recited by Emperor Xin, and then presented in front of Chonghou's coffin. However, it was replaced by Meng Chang. When all the ceremonial matters were completed, it was almost sunset, and Meng Chang took the first step with the spade. Holding the soil, the other servants covered it up one after another.
After the funeral matters were dealt with, everyone returned to the city and returned to their own residences. This matter was considered over. Today is not the right time to talk about the attack on the prince and the question of the new prince. Important matters must wait until tomorrow to meet with the king and his ministers. The conclusion can only be made after playing it right.
After all, the old uncle had just been buried, so he had to avoid taboos and respect him.
Tonight's night was shrouded in black clouds, and there was only the sound of the north wind blowing outside the house. The night was eerily quiet.
Countless people are sleepless tonight, thinking about Chonghou, who had a hot temper but never broke the rules, and lamenting how difficult the future will be.
No matter how people try to avoid problems, a new day will eventually come, and sooner or later they will have to face what they have to face.
Tomorrow has become inevitable. Chonghou's death has disrupted many of his plans. The burden will only become heavier in the future. After all, apart from him, there is almost no prince in Northern Xinjiang who can fight. Whether it is to help the great merchants as a strategic buffer or to resist the aliens, Meng Jiguo will inevitably stand in front of the stage instead of Chongguo.
Mengchang, who had gotten up early, told Wei Hu to take the children to wash up and then walk around. Even if he went to see the tomb of Chonghou ten miles away in the west city, he should not go anywhere near the Marquis' mansion today.
Immediately, Meng Chang washed his hair with warm water and soap locust, pulled up the onyx hair crown again, put on the earl's robe that he had not worn for a long time, tied a gold and jade belt around his waist, and the outermost robe was embroidered with " The most noble black bird pattern on white background and black silk. The black bird has grain embroidery patterns of rice, millet, broomcorn millet, wheat and bean sprouts on its side.
After dressing himself up, Meng Chang took out a golden ax symbolizing the title of Marquis from his animal bag, mounted a pure white horse, and walked slowly towards the Marquis' mansion.
The golden ax was given to Chaoge during the harvest, but it does not appear to be excessive. Today's northern Xinjiang is particularly ironic. Three marquises, Jizhou Hou Suhu is imprisoned in Chaoge's prison, and is preparing to be imprisoned until death; Binzhou Marquis has passed away. , now the new Marquis of Binzhou is still picking up the pieces of Hexi. After two blows, the huge Marquis of Binzhou is not even as good as Tantai Harbor; as for the Marquis of Beihai, let's not mention it.
The three princes who once dominated Northern Xinjiang and dealt with foreign races like drinking water have basically disappeared. Chongguo has also entered a period of decline. It is not known whether Northern Xinjiang will recover first or the Rong people will move south first in a few years.
As Mengchang walked along, the people who got up early on the road bowed down one after another. It wasn't until Mengchang reached the end of the street and disappeared into the heavy snow that they stood up slowly, with expectation in their eyes, quietly watching their children walking in Chongcheng. Into the swamp of rights.
In the early morning, the prince's mansion was already full of princes and uncles, quietly waiting for the king's summons.
When Meng Chang arrived for the first time, everyone gave up their status and retreated behind him. Only a few aloof earls closed their eyes and calmed down, pretending not to notice.
Mengchang raised his eyebrows and looked intently. He didn't know him very well, but he didn't take it seriously. He was not a sword or gold, so he couldn't make everyone like him.
Half an hour later, Mei Wu came belatedly and called everyone standing in the snow into the inner room to see the king.
Without any further delay, Di Xin directly put down the Chonghou handwriting in his hand and silently watched everyone stand still.
"There are many people I know, such as Uncle Guo and Uncle Rang. They are all old generals who have followed Guo Ren and Chonghou in fighting the ghost side. There are also many rising stars, such as Uncle Meng Ji, Uncle Tantai, and Uncle Yan. , they are all the new nobles in our Northern Territory who have been killed step by step by virtue of their military exploits, and of course there are also many people who want to attack the nobility."
"A country cannot be left without a master for a day. Northern Border and Chongguo need someone in charge. Gentlemen, what do you have to say to me?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Chang, silently waiting for this pair, who had become famous throughout the four frontiers to be a 'virtuous king and good minister'.
"Your Majesty, worshiping Biao Zhi is not enough to stabilize the country. He is fond of martial arts and bullies the weak. He is evil in nature and has no self-awareness. He is not qualified to seize the title. I sincerely request that he be restrained and retain the position of marquis for the time being. Chong Guomei, Fang, Wu The three elders are temporarily in charge of state affairs. When Chongying Biaoban wakes up, we can return the power to him."
The uncles in Northern Xinjiang raised their brows and stared at Meng Chang with complicated expressions. Are they trying to imitate Yi Yin when he imprisoned Taijia and repeat the three-year agreement?
"I know what you mean. If Ying Biao remains stubborn, how will you deal with it?"
Meng Chang smiled, showing his white front teeth, looking a little honest: "Then let him cultivate his moral character, so that the Chong family can continue the family line. As long as there are many children, there will always be one or two good heirs."
"..."
Fortunately, Chong Yingbiao was not at the scene, otherwise Gao Low would draw his sword and fight Meng Jibo. This would be so insulting. Isn't this treating people like stallions?
Di Xin only hesitated for a moment and then put the matter aside. He had just rushed back from Hexi and was holding fire in his heart. If he could not chop Chong Yingbiao with a knife, it would be a kind of memory and respect for Chonghou.
"Northern Xinjiang cannot be mastered in one day. Many matters still need someone to take charge. Do you have any recommendations?"
The main event is here. Uncle Guo and Uncle Rang looked at each other, and then the older Uncle Guo said: "If the position of Chonghou is vacant, I think there is only one marquis in Northern Xinjiang today, and that is him." Taolin, Marquis of Binzhou, is qualified to inherit the position of Bohou."
As soon as Uncle Guo finished speaking, Di Xin casually grabbed the wine barons from several cases and smashed them on Uncle Guo's head. Immediately, the Earl of Guo State, who was over fifty years old and lived next to Caozhou, had his forehead split open and his face was covered in blood.
"Your Majesty, what did I say wrong? Why did you beat me?"
Di Xin showed contempt, looked at the old man angrily, and said disdainfully: "Don't you know that I just came back from Binzhou? Did the children of the Tao family do well or did they defend the land? The entire territory of Binzhou has become the size of a bullet. , most of Hexi is in mourning. I have already given him a great gift without removing his title. How dare you recommend him? I think you are dizzy, Uncle Guo, so why not abdicate early and let a smart person from the clan succeed? Let Guo Kingdom be defeated by you!"
Di Xin's words were so serious that Uncle Guo blushed, and he hurriedly wanted to step forward to explain, but Uncle Rang held him back, shook his head, and whispered in a low voice.
"My good brother, don't risk your life by rushing in. Don't you think the king is waiting for someone to elect Uncle Meng Ji? The king and his ministers have to make concessions and make concessions to build momentum for Uncle Meng Ji. Don't be impulsive and do it for others. A stepping stone.”
There seemed to be some silence in the hall. Countless people secretly watched Uncle Meng Ji. They had tasted the feeling. Uncle Guo and Uncle Rang were unwilling to accept it. They just did not dare to recommend themselves because of their own strength. It was obvious that the king was waiting for Uncle Meng Ji. Take the initiative to ask for the position of Bohou, or someone will step forward to make a recommendation.
Now that Northern Xinjiang is in such a bad state, except for Meng Jibo who can stand up and take over the heavy burden, no one else who takes the throne can suppress other princes of the same level.
Mengchang sighed in his heart. He really didn't want to be a tinker. Chongguo must be strong enough. He pressed the gourd and the ladle floated. He had been fighting in the past few years, either fighting against the Rong tribe or fighting against the rebellious princes. He also Thinking of developing quietly, after the population increases, they can gradually encroach on the countries around Meng Ji, and steadily and effectively advance their own territory.
Taking on the responsibility of Bohou seems to be a great success, but the responsibility is to use Meng Ji's background to help the entire Northern Xinjiang move forward. However, he is not willing to let others take over the position of Bohou, not because of kindness. Jealousy, he simply feels that these people may not even be able to defend their own land, and they do not have the strength to reach higher heights. They can only lead everyone into a deeper abyss, never to return.
Feeling Emperor Xin's direct gaze, Meng Chang didn't understand what the king meant, so he went out to resign and said: "Your Majesty, I am young and not qualified enough to take on this important responsibility."
"You are Uncle Meng Ji of Dashang, so you must be determined to forge ahead. If you don't dare to take this position, who else in the entire Northern Xinjiang can convince the public?"
Mengchang shook his head and resigned again: "I dare not receive such praise. There are still many talented people in Northern Xinjiang. This burden is really heavy. I am afraid that I will not be able to handle it, and I will miss Northern Xinjiang and miss the king's important event."
Uncle Guo wiped the blood on his face, sweat mixed with blood and kept flowing. He kept exclaiming in his heart: "You don't want it, give it to me, I am willing!" ! '
But he didn't dare to speak. The king liked this young man. Behind Uncle Meng Ji were Uncle Tantai and Uncle Yan. Strictly speaking, there were also generals from the Meng Ji Kingdom active in Liaodong and Hexi today, and the three generals from the Guo Kingdom were active among them. Fifty thousand soldiers are far from enough to fill the gaps in Meng Ji's teeth.
Not being able to get it is one thing, but whether or not you want to get it is another matter. There was anger in Guo Bo's eyes, and he could only glare angrily at Zang Bo who was holding on to him, as if he was blaming his teammates for not being strong enough and not knowing how to assist. A handful.
At this time, the atmosphere was a little subtle. Tantaiyu stepped forward to smooth things over and said to Meng Chang: "Why does Uncle Meng Ji put all the burdens on his shoulders? Everyone in Northern Xinjiang will be prosperous and everyone will suffer. If you become Bohou, we will all obey your call, how can we let you, Bohou Mengji, bear everything on your own?"
After saying this, Tantai Yu knelt down in front of Emperor Xin and sang loudly: "Tantai Port would like to respect Uncle Meng Ji as the Marquis of the North! We are willing to advance and retreat together with the country of Meng Ji!"
"Yancheng is willing to respect Uncle Meng Ji as the Marquis of the North!"
"Liaodong is willing to respect Uncle Meng Ji as the Marquis of the North!"
"..."
The chorus of singing resounded throughout the entire Hou Mansion. Mei Wu looked at the young man in front of him with emotion in his heart. He then looked at Fang and Wu before standing up and going out.
"Chongguo would like to honor Uncle Meng Ji as the Marquis of the North!"
The remaining princes and uncles were in awe, and the former big brother had bowed down. What else could they hold on to?
So, the rest of the people followed and bowed down: "I would like to respect Uncle Meng Ji as the Marquis of the North."
Even Uncle Guo and Uncle Rang, who had always been unwilling to give in, were somewhat lamenting at this moment. Although they did not say a word, their bodies honestly followed them and bowed down together. They couldn't do it without kneeling. They didn't want to stand out from the crowd.
Looking at the group of princes who had prostrated themselves, Meng Chang couldn't help stroking his face and feeling helpless. The general trend was that perhaps Meng Ji's development would no longer be able to stay in a corner in the future. His many plans could not withstand the changes of time. He only hoped that these people could really cooperate with him. Fulfill your promise and sincerely develop Northern Xinjiang.
"Your Majesty, if I accept the position of Bei Bohou, what will happen to Chao Ge Nong Yin's identity? What will happen to the unfinished Dongyi Campaign?"
"If something happens, I will recruit you to Chaoge. You can set your goals higher. Didn't the ancestors of Fu Hao also rule the northern border in the past? Can they also fight for the king against Dongyi and Jingchu?"
During the sleepless night at Chentangguan, in addition to remembering his old friends and Chonghou, he had also been thinking about these things.
Nowadays, many previous layouts need to be re-calculated and re-planned. The increase of rights means the increase of responsibilities.
In fact, the Xiongnu army has been transferred to Liaodong, and Zhao Bing and Deng Zhizhong have also been transferred to Hexi. It doesn't matter whether he is the Northern Bohou or not. He is already fulfilling his duties as a northern Xinjiang bully.
I hope that Jiang Ziya, who is in Mengji, can withstand these pressures. While supporting the situation, he should not forget to develop the economy and agriculture. The promotion of military merit that he originally wanted to suppress seems to have to be put on the agenda in advance.
"Thanks to the king for not giving up and the trust of the seniors in Northern Xinjiang, Meng Chang is willing to be the Marquis of Beibo. I hope that Chongguo will be safe in the future, Northern Xinjiang will be safe, and Dashang will be safe!"
Emperor Xin nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand to the waiter to present Bohou's seal, and said gently: "Shan, you have paid off Chonghu's hard work. Chonghu has left a letter and has already appointed you to inherit Chongguo and inherit the country." The position of Bohou, but I can’t give it to you in Chongguo.”
"From now on, I will protect Northern Xinjiang for the widow and make Northern Xinjiang prosperous again!"
"Oh, by the way, Chonghu's letter mentioned that if you are willing to take over the position of Beibeihou, he has left a secret for you. Later, you can go to the ancestral temple of the Chong family. There, Here is Chonghu’s last gift to you!”
(End of chapter)
