Presenting a sword with a jade in it has been the highest level of surrender etiquette since ancient times.
How many of the last emperors made such a choice for the survival of their family.
Looking at the hunched Master Yu, Song Ziyu slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the sword offered by him.
This is a simple handover process, but the inner meaning is huge.
This represents a smooth transfer of power in Longshan.
This simple action seemed to exhaust Yu Ke's mental energy.
The moment he took off his sword, the old general with steel and iron spine seemed to be unsteady on his feet, staggering a little.
A steady and strong hand rested on the old general's arm.
"Old General, please stand still." Song Ziyu asked with concern.
Yu Ke calmed down and looked at Song Ziyu blankly.
This action...
Very meaningful.
Regardless of whether Song Ziyu did it intentionally or unintentionally, this simple action was regarded as an attitude in the eyes of all the troops descending from the Third Division.
An attitude of care and kindness toward the surrendered person.
This is an attitude that expresses "I can tolerate you."
Seeing Song Ziyu's behavior was like a reassurance for the surrendering soldiers.
…
Song Ziyu may know, but maybe he doesn't. In fact, this is Yu Ke's deliberate position.
Yu Ke wanted to use such a simple act to "ask the heart."
Ask the heart of the young man in front of you.
Yesterday, I was talking with people from Longshan's old club about the young man in front of me. Enterprising and tolerant are the things that Longshan's old club admires most about him.
Yu Ke didn't believe it, so he wanted to try it himself. Now……
Yu Ke had his own answer.
There was a look of relief on Yu Ke's face, as if he was relieved that his prostate had been rebellious for many years and was now back to work.
This expression disappeared in a flash and was quickly hidden under the old face.
"Song Ziyu, young man... I will leave these soldiers under my command to you from now on." Yu Ke looked at Song Ziyu and said slowly.
The tone was slow and the breath was long, as if a dying man was delivering his last words.
Is this necessary?
Song Ziyu smiled and said: "Old general, don't worry, I will arrange them well."
After saying this, Song Ziyu put away his smile and handed the sword to Gongsun Wan'er.
Regardless of Yu Ke and Gongsun Wan'er's surprise, Song Ziyu strode towards Longshan City.
Gongsun Wan'er was stunned and followed closely with her sword in hand, while Yu Ke stood there and stared blankly.
Logically speaking, this sword represents authority and a symbol, but he gave it to others casually...
This magnanimity stunned Yu Ke.
Yu Ke suddenly felt that he seemed to have underestimated this young man.
He doesn't care about these formalisms at all.
…
Song Ziyu strode towards Longshan!
Behind Song Ziyu, there were deafening cheers from the Longshan soldiers.
The mountains are roaring and the tsunami is roaring, and the crowds are full of emotions.
Such is the case with those who have gathered fans.
There is no greater hero than this in ancient times.
Song Ziyu strode towards Longshan City, but when he reached the city gate, he stopped dead in his tracks.
Song Ziyu stared at the city gate again and again.
The city gate has not restored its old appearance.
Song Ziyu fell into memories...
The old days.
When I first came to Longshan.
I just stood here, looking at Longshan.
It's been years since then.
The city gate had been replaced a long time ago, replaced by a taller and thicker iron gate.
Song Ziyu thought of Xu Yingnan...
People and things are different.
This situation made Song Ziyu extremely nostalgic and missed all his thoughts in Longshan.
When I first came to Longshan, the three pillars of Ma Senming, Zhao Yuanba, and Tian Yue were now gone.
Xu Yingnan, are you okay?
…
Just when Song Ziyu was thinking a lot, the noisy cheers brought him back to reality.
I saw a large number of Longshan residents pouring out of the door to watch the excitement.
These residents were rushing towards me with smiles on their faces and cheerful steps.
For a moment, Song Ziyu felt as if he was a rock embracing the waves.
Countless Longshan residents surrounded him and then drowned him.
Song Ziyu knows...
This is their way of expressing affection...
This is how they express their love for themselves.
The excitement of the crowd, the huge crowds of people, the enthusiasm of the emotions, the turbulent crowd...
The soldiers guarding Song Ziyu were dumbfounded.
These soldiers are like floats in the water, being beaten by the waves and appearing and disappearing.
"Boss Song, it's really you!"
"Mr. Song, we miss you so much."
"Mr. Song, do you still remember me?"
"Did you see that, this is our city lord of Longshan!"
"Although there are many heroes in the wilderness, no one can compare with Mr. Song."
"There are so many heroes in the world, and this one is definitely second to none!"
"We in Longshan are what we are today, thanks to this man..." an old Longshan person introduced to the new people around Longshan.
The new immigrants who took their lives showed even more fanatical admiration than the old Longshan people.
The Song Ziyu that Lao Longshan saw might still be a human being.
But in the hearts of the residents of the new Longshan settlement, Song Ziyu, who is full of legendary past events, has clearly become a myth.
It's like Zhong Kui painted on a New Year picture or a Bodhisattva sculpted in a temple.
What’s more!
Some young and beautiful girls were ogling Song Ziyu crazily.
"Wow, I didn't expect the guy painted on the door to be so young!" exclaimed a young girl who had recently moved to Longshan from an outside settlement.
It seems that Song Ziyu has been painted on the door panel and is one step away from deification.
"Not only is he young, he is also very handsome." Another girl pursed her lips and smiled.
"This kind of man is the man of my dreams."
"No, I can't breathe."
"I really want to marry him." A little girl said infatuatedly.
…
Of course Song Ziyu will not know the gossip and gossip about herself.
At this time, Song Ziyu was very troubled.
Looking at the Longshan people who expressed all kinds of excitement towards him, Song Ziyu's mood could only be described as flattered.
Song Ziyu really doesn’t understand!
It's a pity that I have only done some trivial things for Longshan. How can He De afford everyone's overwhelming love?
What can I do?
What else can you do?
I can only thank you all so much!
In order to ease the mood of the people, at the strong request of Longshan soldiers and civilians, Song Ziyu climbed to the top of the city and then delivered a passionate speech.
Because it was so lively, Song Ziyu didn’t even know what he was talking about, and he didn’t know if the people in the audience heard it.
Song Ziyu's head was completely dizzy. This feeling made him realize that the founder of the Yuxia Kingdom came to the gate of the capital city and looked down at the three million young people from all over the country who paid homage.
This feeling is just like that moment.
There are some realms that those who have not reached will never be able to realize them.
…
After finally getting out of the crowd, Song Ziyu returned to the small attic that he had longed for.
The small attic was as safe as when we first saw it, except that the green plants on the windowsill had long since withered because no one had taken care of them, and there were some bullet holes on the walls.
Song Ziyu could no longer imagine when these war traces were left as souvenirs. It seemed that he had only been away for a year and a half, but it seemed that he had been away for a long time.
"Song Ziyu, it's really you!"
A voice came from behind, and Song Ziyu suddenly turned around and found Chen Youping and Gao Zhongping walking towards him.
These old friends have actually been waiting here for a long time.
They know that if Song Ziyu really comes back, then he will definitely come back here.
As expected.
Going home is something that every responsible man will value.
…
Song Ziyu was overjoyed to see all his old friends!
"Mr. Chen, Mr. Gao, it's great that you are still alive!" Song Ziyu said happily.
"Look at what you said, of course we are alive!" Gao Zhongping said unhappily: "Where have you been wandering around this year? If you don't come back, I thought you had burped."
Gao Zhongping had his usual venomous tongue and spoke directly and unabashedly. You could smell his passionate bad breath from several kilometers away.
This is as real as when we first met.
Something has changed.
But some people haven't changed.
Song Ziyu couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
I am no longer the young boy I was before, and I am still the same old Gao.
"Xiao Song, are you okay?" Chen Youping walked up to Song Ziyu, patted her on the shoulder and looked up and down.
This old man, who was both a teacher and a friend, valued Song Ziyu more than many people.
Song Ziyu held Chen Youping's hand, nodded heavily and said, "Mr. Chen, we are all back!"
"Come back...well...just come back, just come back." Chen Youping was a little unable to switch roles, but he quickly understood what Song Ziyu meant.
Whether it is Chen Youping or Song Ziyu, the civilized world has finally left them.
This wasteland is my own hot land.
"Mr. Song, it's great to have you back." Bai Shaoqing pushed through the crowd and came to Song Ziyu. He held Song Ziyu's hand and said, "Fortunately, the things you entrusted me have lived up to my fate!"
Song Ziyu looked at Bai Shaoqing, a little surprised.
During the time he left, Song Ziyu even forgot what instructions he had to Bai Shaoqing.
But Bai Shaoqing immediately helped Song Ziyu reminisce.
The young master of the Baishi settlement spoke eloquently: "Mr. Song, the assault rifle you asked me to design has been completed!"
"Really? That's great." Song Ziyu reacted immediately.
When the Southern Ordnance Factory was demolished and reorganized, I picked up some military industrial drawings and gave them to scholars in the Baishi settlement for reverse surveying and mapping.
I didn’t expect these people to succeed.
This made Song Ziyu have to admire the strength of these scholars.
However, the surprise goes beyond that!
Bai Shaoqing continued: "We designed a firearms manufacturing assembly line in our own arsenal...Mr. Song, we are fortunate to have fulfilled your mission and realized your ambition! Now Longshan has its own arsenal!"
Song Ziyu was overjoyed when he heard this.
I didn’t come back for a year, but I didn’t expect that the development of Longshan was far beyond my imagination.
"Not only that!" Bai Shaoqing's father stepped forward and said: "We also copied a multi-functional bomb based on the drawings you left, which can be used as a grenade or bundled as a cluster bomb to blow up armored vehicles... "
"In addition, we have thoroughly understood the drawings of the main battle tank, but we are limited by the lack of raw materials and cannot carry out large-scale mass production." Bai Xun's words made Song Ziyu like Qin Shihuang eating peppercorns and touching wires - double the win!
This can no longer express emotion.
…
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Song Ziyu realized that many of his former friends were not around, so he asked:
"What about the rest?"
Everyone was stunned. Gongsun, who had been silent all this time, Wan'er rushed to answer: "Many people are locked up in the dungeon now."
"How dignified are you? Release this person." Song Ziyu immediately ordered.
Now that he is back, he must not be imprisoned anymore.
When the subordinates heard this order, they immediately wanted to do it, but Song Ziyu stopped them: "Wait a minute."
"Boss, what else needs to be arranged?" the subordinate asked.
"You lead the way, I'll go there myself." Song Ziyu said.
So, led by a group of subordinates who wanted to take credit, Song Ziyu came to the dungeon at the foot of Longshan, and then met Tang Jian, Zhang Dahu, Chen Tianxing and others.
The bastard looks like a mung bean.
Everyone looked at each other, doubly surprised.
"Boss, you're finally here. I thought you were dead." Tang Jian stared at Song Ziyu with green eyes, obviously going crazy from being locked up.
"Boss Song, you are here to save us!" Zhang Dahu burst into tears.
He was a fierce man in the past, but now he is hungry and skinny.
"Godfather!" Ma Xiaolong howled and threw himself directly in front of Song Ziyu.
"Boss, where did you die? You need extra money for this single job!" The five-star hunter was lying on the ground scratching the lice on his body, with a complicated expression on his face.
Song Ziyu couldn't hold it any longer and hugged everyone and burst into tears.
…
After the large-scale family recognition scene, Song Ziyu arranged for everyone to rest.
During this period of imprisonment, the main combat forces that Song Ziyu relied on most in the past were damaged to varying degrees. Fortunately, the main personnel are still alive, but they need time to recover.
After releasing all his men, Song Ziyu spent two days getting familiar with all the affairs of Longshan again.
The next issue that he urgently needs to solve is to re-establish the management structure of the Longshan settlement.
Many situations in Longshan now are different from when he left, and he needs to accept many things that have changed.
Song Ziyu is not an authoritarian person, and he is not so anxious to make drastic reforms, so his first priority when it comes to internal affairs is to maintain stability.
The current change of power has made people panic, and I must give everyone peace of mind.
Song Ziyu still handed over the management rights of Shoujiang to Su Zhen.
That was the foundation of the Su family, and Song Ziyu had no intention of getting involved. The only requirement was that Shoujiang should ensure Longshan's water supply.
in addition!
In order to guard against possible threats from the Miluo City State... Although this possibility was slim, Song Ziyu asked Lao Yan to lead a team of troops to station in Shoujiang, and asked Zhang Song to select hunters who were familiar with the terrain to cooperate with Lao Yan to build a beacon tower to the west.
As for Longshan, in addition to personally controlling the military power, Song Ziyu also carried out city management and internal affairs management step by step.
In Song Ziyu's view, since Longshan can run so well, let professional people do professional things and stop pointing fingers.
After stabilizing the management of the settlement, another difficult thing faced him:
How should I deal with the two thousand surrendered troops of the Third Division?
(Updates are not stable these days. Please understand, book friends, I have encountered some things at home... My grandfather was admitted to the hospital because of the new coronavirus. He is currently having some difficulty breathing and is still being treated. This is a winter of farewell, everyone must Cherish happiness.)
