Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 188
Zhu Biao did not go to the ceremony of presenting the captives. He is the prince, and it is really not suitable for him to steal Lao Zhu's limelight. Besides, he still has these important matters ahead of him.

I only heard that Lao Zhu specially changed into a big dress and took all the civil and military officials up to the Meridian Gate Tower.

Surrounding Jin Yiwei stood with a knife, each with a serious expression.

At the front are the small chiefs of the grassland tribes, as well as hundreds of officials and princes from the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

240 million taels of silver, 58 taels of gold, and those 300 million shi of grain and prisoners of war.

The cattle and sheep add up to more than ten thousand, and because they are walking slowly, they have not yet arrived.

Lao Zhu looked at the heads of Hana Chu and Yuan Zhaozong Aiyou Shili Dala, and shook his head.

Some who were unwilling to surrender voluntarily died for the Yuan Dynasty, but Lao Zhu did not stop them. The other diehards of the Northern Yuan Dynasty were tied high in the middle of the Meridian Gate by a large wooden frame to set an example.

Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Li Wenzhong, Guo Ying, Liu Bowen, Li Dabang supported the wounded Zhao Yunsheng and stood on the prisoner offering position.

On the other side stood the two ministers of the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Punishment. These large populations needed to be registered and managed by the Ministry of Households, and the spoils of war had to be registered and recorded.

The Ministry of Punishment is for the execution of those who died in the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

After Hu Weiyong arranged the musicians to play the music, he started to play the music.

Officials from the Ministry of Rituals stepped out, arranged for Xu Da and the others to come forward one by one, and then shouted loudly: "Begin the presentation of prisoners, respect my emperor."

Those prairie leaders who were willing to surrender led all the tribesmen to kneel down together: "I greet His Majesty the Ming Emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live."

"General Xu Da offers prisoners."

"General Chang presents..."

……

In the distant suburbs, near Zijin Mountain.

Because those tens of thousands of soldiers will stay here to give rewards, and some soldiers who died in battle have many widows.

Zhu Biao chose a wide suburb.

Surrounded by black elites, they couldn't see the end.

Many people also came to watch from afar.

Zhu Biao arranged for Liu Hu and the soldiers who sent the columbarium to rest and eat first.

Turning his head and looking at the neatly arranged ashes beside him, he said to Yu'er and the others:

"Yu'er, have the jars been wiped clean?"

"If you come back to the Lord, everyone will clean up the ashes of the heroes."

In order to clean this, Zhu Biao recruited eunuchs and maids from various palaces to clean the jar from dawn to the present to ensure that the jar is clean and bright.

The names of every soldier who died in battle are engraved on the jar.

Hundreds of soldiers dug a square pit there. The stone materials nine feet high and five feet wide have not been collected yet, and it will take some time to engrave names.

Zhu Biao said to the craftsman next to him, "Engrave this poem on it:

On the battlefield, stabbing swords breaks the formation, grassland horns sound repeatedly, blood and sweat are shed on thousands of miles of territory, thousands of miles in the north of Mobei break through armor, and soldiers are ordered in late spring!
The arrows flew as fast as lightning, and the drum beats were deafening. Recovering Beiyuan was a state matter, leaving his wife and children alone, and Daming took care of this life. "

The little etiquette officer next to him held the list of soldiers who died in battle compiled overnight, plus the list of rewards for killing enemies made in the North, and began to read in a thin voice:
"If you kill two enemies, you will be rewarded with one tael of silver. Liu Gouzi, a cavalry soldier, will be rewarded with eight taels of silver for beating 15 ordinary cavalrymen of Beiyuan today. Come up quickly to receive your reward."

The soldier named Liu Gouzi wiped his hands and took the money and said, "His Royal Highness, I have given too much."

"Take it if you have too much, and save it to buy snacks and medicine for your mother." Zhu Biao looked at the family situation noted behind Liu Gouzi.

"Bowmen Qi Dafa, shoot and kill 32 enemies, and reward 16 taels of silver. Qi Dafa, come up to receive the reward."

"Infantry on Wednesday Shun..."

"Fireballer Zhao Dali..."

"The charge young general Bai Ge..."

Then Zhu Biao called dozens of young eunuchs to distribute the money at the same time. Jin'er read the names, and Zhu Di was in charge of the money and asked them to receive the reward.

Every time one is issued, it is registered as a voucher.

Zhu Biao said to Yu'er: "Some of the more than 3 family members of the soldiers have not come, and some will come one after another. After a while, you will tick the family members who have come and write them down?"

"Master, Yu'er has written it down." Yu'er said softly.

Zhu Biao took a deep breath, and led dozens of Jinyiwei to the big table on the other side. Mao Xiang, who was next to him, said, "Your Highness, leave the columbarium and family members to us."

"Okay, go and bring those family members here, just want to say a few words to them." Zhu Biao told Mao Xiang.

During the half-hour of burning incense, half of the family members brought their children, some of them were elderly, and were gathered here by soldiers.

Zhu Biao took a look and saw that there were more than 1000 family members, some of whom hadn't come yet, and some didn't even have a wife.

"Caomin has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"The housewife..."

Families were sparsely present, some of whom were women and children who had never left their hometown in their entire lives. They were very timid after seeing Zhu Biao and so many soldiers.

I didn't dare to cry with my head down, looking at the ground.

"Everyone..." After Zhu Biao said two words, he didn't know how to speak. After taking a deep breath, he said to the family members:
"Your husbands, your sons died fighting for our Ming court and our people. They didn't embarrass you. They are all good sons with strong bones and heroes of Ming Dynasty.

Now, orphans will hand over their ashes to you, and the compensation money will be given face to face, and no one will detain you or squeeze you. "

Several sensible children whimpered and were so frightened by the woman that they covered their mouths to prevent them from crying.

Zhu Biao's heart is heavy, but these things must be said.

"After receiving the pension money, for the elderly without any ability to earn money, the soldiers of the imperial court will take care of you and carry the coffin to cry.

Women with children can choose to stay, and I will arrange for you to enter the weaving bureau to find a living for you.The imperial court helps you raise those children.

The family members who don’t want to stay will have travel expenses and pensions. If you have something to do, you can directly go to the local government. If the officials dare to neglect you, you can directly sue the imperial court.

Whose children are willing to study, regardless of gender, the imperial court will provide them with ten years of hard study, and those who want to be officials, learn arts, and real scholars will be given priority in admission.

In addition, in the suburbs of Nanjing, the imperial court will build a unified house for the family members of the soldiers who do not have a place to live and want to stay, and will share the fields with you.

You can go to the household department to handle your Daming resident register in Nanjing, and register the situation if necessary.

During the holidays, I will go there to see you in person, and take you to pay homage to them, and pay homage to our heroes of Ming Dynasty. "

The soldiers not far away heard what Zhu Biao said to the orphan, gritted their teeth, clenched their fists tightly, their eyes were red, and they felt sad.

With such treatment, they are willing to die even if they die, and they can rest assured to fight to the death.

They thought His Royal Highness was just talking, but they didn't expect it to be so grand.

There were a few young soldiers who kept wiping away their tears. Many of the more than 3 soldiers who died were life and death friends with them.

From Shanxi to the hinterland of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, all the soldiers who died in battle were registered, and none of them was missed or forgotten.

Zhu Biao looked at those family members and said to them: "Cry if you want to cry, and you will be happy when you cry. I will not blame you.

When the monument to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty is erected, a mourning meeting will be held for them alone, and their names will be remembered by every citizen of the Ming Dynasty. "

"Woo~ Daddy~"

"Son~ mother's son~"

……

The outskirts of Nanjing were filled with cries.

Zhu Biao turned his head and said to Yu'er next to him, "Copy out those soldiers who have no father, no mother, no wives and children, and order people to pay homage to them."

"Yes, Lord." Yu'er nodded, and went to work obediently.

Nearly a thousand soldiers received the rewards, some of them with red eyes handed over the silver they rewarded to their brothers and family members who had made good friends in the camp.

When the sun goes down, the rewards and pensions are not over yet.

"Brother, you made those soldiers cry." Zhu Di came over and stood in front of Zhu Biao and said, "Brother, I want to cry."

"A man doesn't cry easily. If you dare to cry, I will beat you. Supervise those craftsmen, and ask the soldiers who are okay to help. They work day and night to build the family courtyard. After a month, the stone monument must also be completed."

"Brother, I promise to complete what you asked."

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