At the end of Song Dynasty: I want to be the master of ZTE

Chapter 37 Health and Death
In the morgue, Zhao Shi looked at Wang Huiniang and remained silent for a long time.

Lu Xiufu advised: "Your Majesty, the weather is hot and it is not advisable to stay for a long time. We should leave as soon as possible."

Zhao Shi waved his hand lightly and said, "Go into the coffin."

Immediately, a folk woman came in, lifted Wang Huiniang and put her into the coffin.

Seeing that the coffin was about to be sealed, Zhao Shi suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."

When everyone was puzzled, Zhao cut off a strand of hair with a knife and said: "Although I have been granted the title of queen, there is no gold or jade to be buried with her, so I will take a strand of my hair with her as a symbol of knotting my hair."

"Your Majesty has great love. Anyone who knows Wang's Spring will definitely smile." Lu Xiufu said.

Zhao Shi nodded and ordered the coffin to be sealed.

After restraining themselves, the soldiers carried them outside and saw a long row of coffins stretching along the street for more than ten miles.

All the soldiers and civilians who died in the battle yesterday were buried together today. Officials and people from all over the city presented coffins.

Zhao took the lead, and the armies set off one after another, followed by the people in the city.

Listening to the family members crying loudly, Zhao felt quite uncomfortable.

What can I do?

Even if the Mongols surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty to quell the war, the Mongols often robbed the people into slavery and tortured and killed them at every turn, but they would not treat the people in the south as human beings.

If you die in battle now, at least your family can live like a human being.

They went up to Huagai Mountain and put them into the pits dug overnight by the soldiers and civilians in the city, filled them with soil, and piled graves and erected monuments.

Zhao Shi supported the handle of the knife the whole time and stood upright.

After the burial, the imperial guard opened the edict and read: "The Emperor of the Song Dynasty issued an edict to the army and people of Wenzhou.

On the seventh day of the fourth month of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, Yuan Lujian attacked Wenzhou, Wenzhou, where the emperor was stationed...The armies fought to the death, with [-]% casualties and no one retreated, never seen before...In critical times, the people sacrificed their lives to support them Flesh and blood block the iron hoof, loyalty and bravery are so clear that the sun and moon are eclipsed...

Today, there is Queen Hui of the Wang family, who blocks the cold arrows, protects the emperor from harm, and pursues the title of queen.

There are guardsmen Chen Yong, Zhou Darong, etc., who all posthumously give Yunqi Lieutenant, and there are righteous people who posthumously give Feiqi Lieutenant..."

One thousand, eight hundred and thirty people, no one was left out, and all were named and rewarded.

"Thank you, officer."

"The official's benevolence and righteousness, Sanlang's death is worth it..."

The people knelt down one after another and thanked him in many directions.

"Without courtesy, I will live in peace." Zhao Shi said, "You love me, and I will live up to you."

Wen Tianxiang bowed down and said: "I will follow Your Majesty to the death, expel the Yuan captives, and restore the country!"

"Swear to the death to follow Your Majesty, expel the Yuan captives, and restore the country!" All the troops bowed down one after another.

Zhao Shi was stunned for a moment, raised his sword and shouted: "Work together to expel the Yuanlu and restore the country!"

The hearts of Hecheng's army were unprecedentedly united. If Kublai Khan really came at this time, they would be crushed to pieces.

Doing everything possible to unite the hearts of the military and the people is what it means for Zhao to preside over the funeral.

Of course, it didn't end just after the burial. Zhao personally led the team to send the soldiers' military cards and the common people's spiritual tablets to Jiangxin Temple.

The monks from Jiangxin Temple lined up to greet him, knocking wooden fish and making alms bowls. There were also eminent monks sitting on the altar and chanting sutras, which looked impressive.

At this moment, Zhao felt that the monks still had some effect. After all, both the army and the people were doing this.

Zhao Shi asked Chen Yizhong, "How about teaching the monks loyalty and righteousness and letting them accompany the army to appease the soldiers?"

"This..." This idea was too big, and Chen Yizhong really didn't know how to answer it. "It's not necessary." Lu Xiufu replied: "Ding Zhi led a group of military instructors to Jiang Chuan's army, and the education of the soldiers was quite effective. There was no need to introduce Taoist monks.

Those who rely on ghosts and gods to act will surely be defeated by ghosts and gods. The story of Jingkang is still unfolding before your eyes, and your Majesty must pay attention to it. "

In a few words, we arrived in front of the Hall of Heroes.

This was built by Jiangxin Temple itself, without asking the court for a grain of grain or a penny, which shows that the monks are rich.

The Hall of Heroes is here, the Zhao family will never be destroyed, and the Jiangxin Temple will never decline. When the Zhao family is revived, the court will send people to offer sacrifices and even the emperor will come in person during the New Year, so the monks are willing to spend this money.

At the door, Zhao glanced at Wen Tianxiang with a guilty conscience when he saw the couplet he had mentioned.

When the court officials asked the emperor to submit a couplet to the Hall of Heroes, Zhao was so excited that he wrote: "Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyal heart will be remembered in history."

The flattery from the courtiers was certainly nice, but the rightful owner was right in front of him at the moment, so he couldn't help but feel guilty.

Wen Tianxiang looked at it, but secretly applauded. If the situation was not right, he would have to invite people to drink.

Even so, he couldn't help but said to Chen Wenlong: "Your Majesty is very talented in literature. If the world is peaceful, he will be famous all over the world for this sentence."

Chen Wenlong said: "When His Majesty wrote this sentence, everyone was amazed. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who could believe that this sentence came from the mouth of an eight-year-old child?"

Wen Tianxiang sighed: "Poetry expresses aspirations. No wonder His Majesty did not take a step back yesterday. How could he have written such a quatrain without a firm will? This sentence will surely be famous throughout the ages."

Chen Wenlong said: "This is the end of the matter. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent."

If one day Zhao was captured by the Yuan army, he would probably have no choice but to commit suicide to show his ambition. Surrendering would be reviled by the whole world and become a laughing stock for all eternity. Moreover, Kublai Khan would definitely look down on such a person who deceives the world and steals his reputation, and would most likely kill him with one knife.

Zhao copied this poem and won some praise, but it cut off his own escape route.

As the saying goes, copying poems is fun for a while, but everything will be ruined in the crematorium.

The great affairs of the country, Sacrifice and Rong, were about to enter the palace, and everyone became serious.

The incense cauldron was filled with incense, and behind the smoke were densely arranged military plaques. There were more than [-] soldiers in Guangdong, Fujian and Zhejiang who died in the battle.

Everyone stood in awe, and the monks held the new name tags and placed them one by one. Then they presented three sacrifices and the little emperor personally offered incense and prayed.

It's more serious than grand, but there's nothing we can do about it, because everyone really doesn't have time to study the relevant etiquette in depth, and with the current court, it can't hold a ceremony that's too grand.

Even so, the accompanying soldiers were still moved and wished they could hang on it.

In the afternoon, Zhao Shi went to visit the dead people's homes again.

"Zhao Dalang died in the king's affairs. I was deeply moved by his loyalty and bravery. Today I will express my feelings as a Feiqiwei." With that, Zhao took the seal from the guard and handed it to Zhao Dalang's father.

Father Zhao bowed down and said, "Thank you so much, officials. Dalang died a worthy death."

Zhao Shi helped him up and said, "If you have any problems in the future, please come to the Yamen. If the officials don't solve the problem, you can come to me."

Needless to say, those who are homeless, but those who have family members will be given pensions according to the standards of active military personnel, and will be given the Lord's seal.

Originally, Zhao proposed to let the common people inherit the title of Lord. After all, he was so hard-working, so it was unjustifiable not to treat him favorably.

This was unanimously opposed by the courtiers, because so many soldiers were also working hard, and either no one was given, or all were given, and it must not be uneven.

Obviously, it is absolutely unbearable for the whole army to give this treatment, so we have to give up.

Seeing Zhao Shi's family walking past, someone in the crowd who accompanied them shouted: "The officials are so loyal, so what if you sell your life? Go join the army today!"

"Let's go together!" Many young people responded.

People's hearts are united, no one is afraid of death, and they will not retreat even if they are in desperate situations. This is the meaning of Zhao Shi's busy day.

Maintaining one's health and losing one's life without regrets is the beginning of kingship. There is little land and many people, and there are many shortcomings in maintaining one's health. Zhao Shi can only give the soldiers and civilians no regrets in losing one's life.

(End of this chapter)