However, when the team, braving the wind and snow, arrived at the Xiwei Bridge near Chang'an, the weather finally cleared up again. Chang'an City, shrouded in the long-lost sunshine, is right in front of you. It still looks so majestic and majestic; however, something seems to be different.
However, Jiang Tian, who was riding his horse with a crowd, saw the deputy eunuch Yu Cong waiting at the bridge on the other side, as well as several bachelors wearing red robes. After they came forward, a handsome old man with a beautiful beard in the middle announced the latest announcement from the Political Affairs Hall.
However, he ordered the temporarily formed crusade team led by Jiang Tian not to return directly to the underground headquarters or the training camp city of Shayuan Supervisor; but after a simple rest, they took all the loot and supplemented equipment and left the Golden Light Gate. Entering the city, go to the Danfeng Gate of the Daming Palace in Beinei to receive a review.
In an instant, Jiang Tian understood the political implications and considerations. Obviously, the ministers in the political hall intend to use the review/result display of the returning team to inspire and inspire the people who are currently feeling uneasy, and to show it to the envoys from all countries and representatives of the princes in Beijing.
However, Jiang Tian will not deliberately sing the opposite; because this is the honor and dignity that the soldiers who followed him and fought bloody battles deserve; it is also a great opportunity for the Xijing branch to officially stand on the stage as a brand new thing. It's just that he doesn't want to show up more.
"In this case, I don't want to be troublesome in front of others." So he turned to Yu Cong and said: "As a courtesy, could you please lead the team for me and accept the review..."
"Absolutely not!" However, Yu Cong reacted fiercely and his face changed drastically: "This is the minister in the political hall, and he asked you to personally lead the team to read. I just need some coordination from behind to be able to do it." I feel deeply honored to be among them, so how dare I overstep my authority?"
So not long after, with flags clearing the way and drums blaring, they put on an iron mask to cover their faces and rode their horses on the Jinguangmen Street, a side street heading to Beinei. Behind him was the remains of the front half of a giant spider beast being dragged on a cart, as well as all kinds of alien corpses.
Of course, although there were many abnormal situations that were resolved during this period, most of the corpses that got up on the spot, as well as some of the aliens who were shelled or torn too violently by hand, were incinerated and destroyed on the spot. That is, some samples with special value are specially preserved.
For example, a moose-headed spirit with a pair of huge horns; a deformed corpse dog with multiple legs and several cleft mouths; a rock tube worm that was burned until only its shell was left; an ugly dwarf-like creature with a sheep's head... ...More similar to the strange mountain spirits that emerged from the "Shan Hai Jing" and "Sou Shen Zhi".
Now it is being pulled out from the underground where the Xijing branch is located and placed on a special cart as a display of achievements in conjunction with the school parade. As for the officers who participated in the review, some of the officials who came to assist suggested that they change their uniforms, but Jiang Tian shouted them down.
The reason for his insistence is also very simple. The effect of proofreading is the best. It can not only reflect the hard work along the journey, but also fully express the true personal style in spirit; it will not cause people to have some illusion and ignore the dangers of facing alien and extraordinary situations.
However, when Jiang Tian, riding his horse to the beat of drums, took the lead and walked through the city corridor that was hundreds of steps long, the huge noise and the faint heat wave with a strong smell almost overwhelmed him and his subordinates behind him. ; It also dissipates the bone-chilling coldness in winter...
Although it was a very cold day, it did not hinder the enthusiasm and interest of the brightly-dressed scholars, scholars and ladies who rushed out to watch; on the almost crowded Jiangchang Street, behind the Jinwu disciples who were standing in the street, under the corridors and on the corners of the eaves, , the terrace and the railings are packed to the brim.
It was almost in stark contrast to the desolate silence of the marching in the heavy snowfall outside the city, which seemed like a world away. The hundred-step-wide long street left empty in the middle has become the best stage for many supervising team members in red robes and layman sergeants wearing helmets and armor to look proud and proud.
Although as long as you look closer, you can find that there are many people with blood-stained robes or armors with scars; occasionally there are wounded people dressed with arm straps and bald heads wrapped in gauze, but it cannot affect their invisible and volatile demeanor. Awe-inspiring and full of spirit.
As the saying goes, "The golden scales of armor opened towards the sun." Or it is also a grand scene of "Nine heavens closed the palace, and the clothes and hats of all nations bowed to them." It's just that Jiang Tian, who was once a bystander on the roadside, has now become this It is an important member and component of a magnificent and magnificent picture of reality.
It's just that those who are in it and the spectators who are watching are two completely different states of mind and emotions. Even if Jiang Tian wears an iron mask, he can't stop the scorching and blazing gazes from all directions and all angles, which also project all kinds of envy, jealousy and hate emotions on him.
And amidst the waves of shouts along the street; from time to time, someone even suddenly threw down colorful headscarves and handkerchiefs. It flew like rain in the wind and fell into the queue; it just happened to hang on the heads, faces, shoulders and arms of the team members and sergeants, and was accepted with a proud smile.
And Jiang Tian, who was sitting majestically on horseback, was obviously the target of being beaten with all kinds of sweat towels and handkerchiefs by the enthusiastic ladies and ladies along the street. However, for some reason, any piece of paper blown by the wind would suddenly turn around and land on someone else.
Therefore, during the not-so-long parade from Qunxianfang, which is opposite the Jinguang Gate, to Zhuquemen Square, which is opposite the Imperial City, there were many members of the Supervisory Committee around Jiang Tian, as well as Zhang Wusheng. , Li Huan and other generals, their saddles and bodies were already fluttering with colorful scarves and embroidered handkerchiefs.
During this period, through the signs in advance, Jiang Tian even saw a group of women in mink fur and fox cloaks on the high building, including Ajie/Huixiang, who had a hairpin on her temples and was dressed in a full dress. But he also threw the brocade handkerchief calmly with a smile on his face, and then Jiang Tian took it into his pocket without hesitation.
Just as their eyes met like lightning and flint, like thunder from the sky stirring up fire on the ground, Jiang Tian suddenly remembered a line from Wang Changling's poem about women: "Suddenly seeing the willows on the street, I regret teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a seal. Hou." Then, all the drums and trumpets slowly died down.
The team entering the city for review also paused in front of the Suzaku Gate in the middle of the imperial city. Then the strange corpses on the carts were put down for officials, generals, soldiers and people throughout the city to take turns to pay their respects for several days. The remaining team continued to move forward and came to the Daming Palace in Beinei.
And just under the tall golden rooster in front of Danfeng Gate, the Northern Gate Bachelor/Hanlin Academy, who was on duty with a light purple crown and was called the "Little Internal Prime Minister", read out in public the prepared words. , involving a series of events involving commendations and rewards, promotions, transfers, and transfers to relevant personnel.
For a time, the whole place was filled with joy, joy, and excitement, and there was a wave of acceptance and thanksgiving. As the saying goes: "There is a pole standing in front of the building to watch the announcement of amnesty. Long live the shouts of long live greetings and dancing. The colorful plate is a hundred feet high when the sun shines, and the flying immortals compete to get the golden rooster."
But in this list of promotions, Jiang Tian was not included. This is not to favor one over another or to deliberately make things difficult, but when it comes to rewards and punishments of his rank and rank, it is no longer something that the Political Affairs Hall can handle on its own; it must be approved by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Capital.
That night, in the name of the General Secretary and Yushitai, a banquet was held in Yongningli/Baiguoyuan, one of the government-run gardens of Jingzhao Mansion, as a way to reward the soldiers for their service. And a formal official summons was issued, and the kabuki music of the left and right teaching studio was performed in the court to add to the fun.
This is still the only thing. The momentum in this time and space has just begun to take shape, and it is necessary to switch copies appropriately.
(End of chapter)
