Three Kingdoms New Emperor

Chapter 290
The weapons of dawn softly enveloped Chang'an City. On this cold winter day, it was entangled with the rising smoke from the kitchen, making the entire Chang'an City look less cold.The sentinel of the Han army who had been squatting on the high tower for three consecutive hours was already cold and tired at this moment. He kept stepping on the spot holding the horn, waiting for the long bell.

"The city gate has been opened—" Following the sound of the bell, was the deep and long shout of the old soldier at the city gate.The sentinel knew that as long as he handed over his shift, he could go home and sleep with his wife in his arms.

However, today is a bit different from the past, the first to leave the city was not the merchants from the north and the south, but dozens of light cavalry arrows shot out of Chang'an, and the soldiers guarding the city saluted those who left the city.Those people wore fiery red battle robes embroidered with the tiger logo, they were the elite southern army tigers of the Han Dynasty.

"It will be great when I can join the Huben Southern Army." The city gate soldier looked at the sturdy figure going away, thinking enviously.Ever since the ceremony of closing the platform and offering sacrifices to heaven, the atmosphere in the Great Han Army has gradually changed.

It is rumored that the imperial court wants to reform the military system, and all equipment rewards are based on the military exploits of a unit.The higher the combat exploits, the richer the equipment and rewards for soldiers.As a result, the status of an ordinary man as a soldier has also risen with the tide.This is not only in the Han army, but also in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the past, matchmakers seldom matched up with soldiers who served as soldiers. After all, anyone with a family background would not want their daughter to be widowed at a young age.But now, if someone's son is said to be a tiger ben army, the matchmaker can almost step on the threshold.And if you want to be just a sentinel guarding the city, there will be people who come to matchmaking, but most of them are widows with a dead husband and a few oil bottles...

"Want to join the Huben Army?" Old Zou took a leisurely sip of his wine, as if recalling the distant scene of his iron-blooded conquest, with a heroic expression and a trace of regret: "If I was born a few decades later, there is a possibility But you bastards who are weak-legged when they see the enemy, you should give up your heart. Don’t look at the surface of the Huben army, but they are all in exchange for their lives. They haven’t experienced countless battles. Yes There's no hope at all."

"Boss, how do you grow others' aspirations and destroy your own prestige? No matter how powerful the tiger army is, it's because people broke into the forbidden area under their noses. I heard that they almost killed His Majesty?..." The sentinel on the tower said At that time, he had already turned in his shift, and he couldn't help but get involved when he heard the robes and others gathered together to chat.

However, his words did not get Lao Zou's answer.Although the reform of the military system and the closure of the platform to sacrifice to heaven are the most popular topics in Chang'an City, Lao Zou usually likes to brag about how well-informed he is.But the strange thing is, just when the sentinel was full of expectation that he could get some inside information, Lao Zou looked straight at Xuanwu Street.

The thin morning fog was driven away by the rising sun, revealing the original appearance of Xuanwu Street.But the sentinel rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, but still felt that there was a white mist in front of him.It wasn't until a while later that he realized that it wasn't fog that was slowly moving in, but a funeral procession in plain clothes and filial piety.

From ancient China to modern times, filial piety clothes have always been white.In the eyes of the ancients, each color is associated with the seasons and has rich cultural connotations.White belongs to autumn, which means that everything is withered, bleak and chilling, and it is a season of sadness and tears.Many poems chanting autumn are in a low tone.

The only exception was Chonger of the Jin State in the Spring and Autumn Period, when the Duke Wen of Jin died and the State of Qin invaded.With anger and hatred, the Jin soldiers dyed their filial piety uniforms black and fought to the death.After the latter three families were divided into the Jin Dynasty and entered the Warring States Period, there was no longer the tradition of wearing black clothes and wearing filial piety in ancient China.

It is a Western custom to use black to represent death.In the "Bible", black symbolizes the devil, evil, pain and misfortune. Therefore, black is also called "the color of death" in the West, so black clothes and black gauze must be worn at funerals.

And these made Liu Xie feel very ridiculous when he saw the funerals of the monarchs in ancient dramas in his previous life who were mainly dressed in black.Even if the deceased old people in the rural areas of China go to the funeral, the filial sons and grandchildren will all wear white clothes and filial piety.Are those screenwriters and directors not as good as the old man who walked his dog in Nongji Station?
However, it is no different to the soldiers defending the city that the visitors wear black and white.When they saw the funeral procession, they raised their guns and frowned, waiting for the battle. Some young soldiers trembled slightly due to nervousness.

On the one hand, they all feel very unlucky to encounter such frustrating things early in the morning.On the other hand, they are responsible for checking anyone who enters or exits the city gate.And there are thousands of people who came here, and judging from the standard ceremony, the person who passed away must be a high-ranking person.

They all knew how dire the consequences would be if they delayed sending the old man out of the city.As for their responsibilities, they can't turn a blind eye...

Old Zou's face was also a little ugly, but after all he had been in trouble with Huangfusong, so he was somewhat responsible.However, when he saw the spirit tablet held by the person at the front of the line, his face turned livid.Because it says on the spiritual card: Therefore, Situ Yinyun is in the position.

The one who came was actually the mourner of Situ Wangyun, one of the three companies? !
Old Zou's eyelids twitched suddenly, and a great doubt suddenly arose in his heart: Situ Wangyun, one of the three princes, why did he pass away suddenly?Not to mention that his death was so bizarre, it was only on the third day after the conspiracy to kill the king.Let’s talk about Wang Yun’s identity. After his death, the imperial court will choose a geomantic treasure in the Tomb of Heroes of Souls for Chang’an and even the common people to pay homage to and sacrifice to honor his achievements...

Just thinking of this, the funeral procession has already marched to the city gate.Old Zou looked around at the soldiers who were not worried about anything, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and catch up with Wang Gai who was holding the spirit tablet. : "Master Wang, Master Situ is dead?"

Wang Gai nodded in pain. He didn't dare to tell the truth, but when he returned the gift, he clumsily took out a piece of gold horseshoe from his sleeve and stuffed it to Lao Zou: "My father died of illness five days ago, I hope the general will do something about it." It is convenient, so that my father will fall back to the roots earlier and be buried in peace."

Seeing Wang Gai's series of clumsy performances, Lao Zou frowned even more deeply.It can be seen that the painful and shy look on the face of the servant is not only because of his father's death, but also because after he became a celebrity, he would do such a thing that he always sneered at by bribing the city guards.

It's just that, in this way, things will be even more difficult...

Old Zou sighed in his heart, and then calmly pushed the horseshoe gold back into Wang Gai's hands, his technique was much more skilled than Wang Gai's.Afterwards, Old Zoucai said in embarrassment as if nothing had happened just now: "The law of the Han Dynasty stipulates that those who enter and leave the city gates must be identified to prevent entrainment... not to mention that there are thousands of people here, my lord. For the funeral, the villain has to do business, and it will delay the return of the old man to his hometown."

"You're shameless, right?" Seeing that Old Zou was being polite, Wang Gai planned to make everyone delay here, but before he could speak, Wang Ding jumped out with a face that was not a face, and a nose that was not a nose: " You can see clearly, this is Situ, one of the three princes of the imperial court! He is the hero who killed Dong thief and helped the Han Dynasty! My father, the old man, has left, and your mere city gate order dares to prevent him from returning to his roots?!"

The thing that Lao Zou was most afraid of still happened, but when the matter was over, he still kept his composure and replied quietly: "Your duty is in your hands, please don't make things difficult for me, young master."

At this moment, Wang Ding was about to step forward in anger, but Wang Jing's methods were obviously better than Wang Ding's. He immediately fell to the ground and wailed: "Father! Open your eyes and see, you were killed before you were alive." You worked hard and worked hard for the Han Dynasty, but in the end, what did you get? Now that you are gone, a mere city gate order still prevents you from returning to your hometown, where is the law and justice?! Woohoo..."

The people who are going to be buried with Wang Yun this time are either from the Wang family or Wang Yun's former disciples.Leaving aside Wang Yun's achievements during his lifetime, he said that death is the most important thing. The way of the city gate order made these people angry.Although some of them didn't know what was going on in front of them, Wang Jing's mournful and distorted cry immediately made them turn their silence into passion, ready to move.

At this moment, Wang Ding, who had been held tightly by Wang Gai, watched the person behind him explode with emotion.He turned his eyes, broke free from Wang Gai's pull, stepped forward and slapped Lao Zou on the face, and at the same time rolled on the ground pretending to be injured and shouted: "It's not good, someone died, The city gate orders to beat the son of the third prince!..."

Wang Ding's rebellion suddenly ignited the anger of those mourners.In an instant, countless scholars in filial piety uniforms were filled with righteous indignation and rushed towards the city gate guards. The entire city gate lost control in an instant.

(End of this chapter)