Protecting the spirit and returning home

Author: An Huajun

Protecting the spirit and returning home

Father Meng, carrying the setting sun on his back, drove a group of sheep back to the village. His steps were brisk, his demeanor was leisurely, and he looked like a fairy.

Under the big poplar tree at the head of the village, Sun Erlang had sharp eyes. He jumped up and said, "Daddy Meng is back! His family has dozens of sheep, which are like treasures. They will go out to herd when the weather is better. I want to find him during the day.

, but it’s harder than climbing to the sky!”

After saying that, he quickly went up to meet him and said to Father Meng: "Dad, my eldest brother turned out to have joined the army and made meritorious service in Suide!"

Father Meng took his time and said casually: "Which army did my eldest brother join? What achievements did he make?"

At this moment, an official came up quickly and said to Meng's father: "Listen to these people, you are Meng Du's father?"

Father Meng looked the official up and down, nodded and said, "Yes, Meng Du is my eldest brother."

The official said: "Mengdu killed one hundred and thirty-four enemies in the battle of Dantou Village, and he ranks first in terms of military merit. Unfortunately, he was ambushed by the Jin army during the battle and died for his country. The Xuanfu Division discussed his merits.

After that, he was specially awarded the honor of protecting the army to reward his merits."

After hearing this, Father Meng was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he said, "What is a guard army? I, a farmer, don't understand these things. I only know that since Ada died fighting for the country, has his body come back?"

The official said: "It has been transported back to Huazhou and is now in Pucheng County. Zhizhou will take care of it when he returns to his hometown for burial. He will go to the village tomorrow. I came here to inform you today. I don't want Zhizhou to come tomorrow and no one will greet him."

Father Meng said: "Da Lang has been wielding a gun and pulling a stick since he was a child. He is not a farmer. When he was nineteen years old, I don't know how much effort was put into him. Fortunately, he did not go astray in the end and was able to be loyal to the country.

It's considered the right path. Since he's dead and brought back to his hometown, I will bury him properly. How big an official is Zhizhou? There must be many things to be busy with every day, so there is no need to come to the village."

The official smiled bitterly: "Mengdu is a soldier who protected the army. He must be buried by the magistrate himself and his family must be supported. After the temple is built in the future, family members will also be responsible for the sacrifices. Don't worry, the funeral will be arranged by the government.

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Father Meng couldn't understand. Of course he would preside over his son's funeral, but how could it be arranged by the government? Moreover, building temples and offering sacrifices could only be enjoyed by great heroes, and it was absolutely impossible for his son to enjoy it.

The official's tongue was sore when he explained, and he really couldn't understand it. He had to say: "Tomorrow, Zhizhou will escort Meng Hujun's body back to the village. All I have to do is greet him. Don't worry about other matters."

After saying that, he looked at the sky and left in a hurry.

Father Meng still didn't understand. He wanted to stop the official and ask again, but saw that he was already far away.

Other people in the village were talking about it, and they didn't understand what the official position of a guard was and what his status was after death. However, having the Zhizhou escort the body back to his hometown must be a great achievement, a high honor, and enough to make the village proud. Discuss

After that, I decided to celebrate tonight.

After hearing everyone's opinions, Father Meng said calmly: "If you want to celebrate, go ahead and celebrate. I've lost a son, why should I go drinking?"

After saying that, he drove the sheep away and slowly returned to the village. However, his steps were heavy and he was no longer as cheerful as before.

Mengdu is the eldest son of the family. He has been fond of fists, kicks, guns and sticks since he was a child, and has caused many troubles. Meng's father is an ordinary person. He cultivates dozens of acres of thin fields and raises a group of sheep in his free time. Hiring a master for Mengdu is a invitation.

If he couldn't afford it, he could only let him mess around. When Mengdu was thirteen years old, Meng's father saw that he was messing around too much in the countryside, so he asked him to find some odd jobs in the county town. At least he could earn some money and supplement the family income.

After Wang Xiaolie captured Shaanzhou this year, he recruited troops in Guanzhong. Mengdu went to Shaanzhou with a few friends to serve as soldiers without even saying hello to his family. Later, he was elected into Jiang Min's army and went to fight in northern Shaanxi. And then

, died in battle outside Dantou Village.

Meng's father returned home, closed the sheep, pulled up a high chair in the yard, and sat down to watch the sunset on the horizon.

The wife came out of the house and said: "Sun Erlang brought an official and said that our elder man had made meritorious service and did not know what reward he received. I couldn't understand what they said, so I went to the village to wait for you.

.”

Father Meng said: "I have seen it. Da Lang has made meritorious service on the front line, and I don't know what rewards he received. Even my country people can't understand. - Hun family, Da Lang died on the front line! These rewards should be because of

He must be dead——"

After hearing this, the wife stayed there for a while, standing stupidly. After a long time, she asked: "Is Da Lang dead?"

After saying that, he took a handful of firewood and turned back to light the fire. After burning for a while, a wailing sound came from inside.

Erlang ran out of the house, grabbed Dad Meng's sleeve and said, "Daddy, Mommy started crying in the house for some reason. Please go in and have a look."

Father Meng pulled Erlang into his arms, patted his back and said, "Mom, if you want to cry, just cry. How can you not cry?"

After saying that, he sighed and looked at the setting sun on the horizon with tears in his eyes.

The people in the village stood at the entrance of the village, looking eagerly at the road from the county town to the village. The road was very narrow, and they knew that the Zhizhou's ceremonial guard could not pass.

The sun had already risen in the sky, and there was not even a single figure on the road. Sun Erlang swallowed his saliva and wanted to ask Zhizhou if he had come yet. Looking around, he saw that there were so many people standing around, but no one spoke.

He swallowed the words obediently.

It wasn't until almost noon that some people couldn't help but want to go back. Then they saw figures finally appearing in front of them, becoming more and more clear.

Li Quming was overjoyed and hurriedly led the villagers to greet him.

When they got closer, they saw a group of soldiers. These soldiers were wearing bright armor. When they saw the villagers approaching, they suddenly put their guns on their shoulders. Their movements were uniform, which surprised the villagers.

Next to the soldiers, there was a group of musical instruments. Seeing the villagers approaching, the few people in front suddenly raised the long trumpets in their hands and brought them to their mouths. They heard the "woo, woo" horns sounding in the team, and suddenly the trumpets sounded.

They sounded together. The sound was low and whimpering, but it spread far away, like weeping or complaining.

The villagers were startled and stood still.

Along with the sound of trumpets, the sounds of small suonas, shengs, and flutes gradually came in. The villagers couldn't tell what the music was, and they only thought it was very tragic.

Hearing the music, Ji and Zhong got off their horses and hurried to the front. When they saw the villagers, they hurried forward to greet them.

Li Quming was an upright person with some knowledge. He recognized the official uniform and knew that the person coming was Zhizhou, so he hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Ji and Zhongming Li Quming stood up and asked, "Where are Meng Hujun's family members? Are their parents here?"

Li Quming hurriedly turned around and shouted to the back: "Dad Meng, why don't you come from the front to welcome your son's coffin? We have to ask Zhizhou! Come on, come on!"

Father Meng came up from behind. When he saw the person in front of Li Quming, he knew he was Zhizhou, so he stepped forward and saluted.

Ji Yuzhong hurriedly returned the courtesy. He secretly cursed Li Quming for being ignorant. He knew that today was to welcome Mengdu's corpse. Of course, Meng's father was a noble man, so how could he be behind?

Quietly waiting for the music to stop, Ji Yuzhong said: "This is the father of the Meng Hu family? I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time!"

Meng's father imitated Zhizhou's gesture and cupped his hands, but he didn't know what to say. He could only turn his head and look at Li Lizheng beside him.

Where had Li Quming seen such a battle before? He could only wave his hands secretly.

Ji Yuzhengdao: "Why don't you see Meng Hujun's mother?"

Li Quming said hurriedly: "She comes from a womanly family, why would she come at a time like this?"

Ji Yuzheng said: "She is the mother of heroes, why doesn't she come? Send someone quickly to ask Mother Meng to come! If she really doesn't come, let her tell her!"

Li Quming did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly sent a strong man beside him to invite Mengdu's mother.

Ji Yuzheng said to Meng's father: "Dad, Mengdu fought on the front line for meritorious service, and the imperial court specially awarded him the honor of protecting the army. Now I am a parent of this state, and I am ordered by the imperial court to escort his coffin back to his hometown for burial. All expenses will be paid by the official.

In addition, the reward for killing the enemy in Mengdu is 670 guan, which will be returned together. The Xuanfu Secretary gave a reward of 500 guan, and the state rewarded 300 guan."

He didn't understand anything else, but Father Meng still understood the reward of several hundred guan. He pointed at himself and said, "These few hundred guan, are you giving it to me?"

(I've been sick these days, so I only have one update today, sorry!)
Chapter completed!