What about Mr. Faint?

General, he definitely did it on purpose. It took him a full month to sleep until he woke up. It took nearly two months to recover his body and be able to go to the ground. It took another half a month for him to come back.For nearly four months, he did not perform a requiem ceremony to appease the fallen soldiers!

It is definitely for Gu to see! ! !

The requiem ceremony is an old tradition of the Jing Dynasty, and it has been handed down since the founding of the Jing Dynasty, just like the sacrifices before the expedition.However, unlike the sacrifices for victory before the expedition, the Requiem Ceremony is a large-scale ceremony held by the imperial court when the troops are stopped, in order to send off the dead soldiers and pray for them.

Although there is no imperial court nowadays, most of these ceremonies are held by veterans leading recruits.Before he returned to the court from the north, he held a requiem ceremony in the north, saying that it was the place where tens of thousands of soldiers returned.Where new souls and old people linger, it is naturally more effective than a stable imperial capital.

Of course Gu agreed, and Gu really didn't care about these little things.

But now that he is holding this ceremony in this land that has been stable for hundreds of years, isn't he mocking Gu?

Well, when I think about it seriously, it's really my fault.

The place where the ceremony was held was an outer suburb of the imperial capital, which was mostly used to garrison troops, but now that the dynasty is gone, naturally there are no vassal states and generals from all over the world who came to see them.He cleared the place, built a sacrificial altar, and set up the golden banner of the expeditionary army.

Leaning alone next to a tree on a high hillside, looking down at the Xuanjia soldiers neatly lined up in the bottom of the valley.Compared with those seedlings of the Internal Supervision Army, these people just stand there and make people feel chills.They are very quiet, and from a height they look like pawns on a lonely chessboard...

It's not that they are allowed to be manipulated, but that they are arranged too neatly.

There was the sound of war drums in the wind, weak to strong.Starting from a distance, one after another, one after another, the gradually added war drums did not make the initial percussion messy, but neat and orderly as in the ears.The heart beats against the drums of war, beating again and again, and has never been so strong and powerful.

Soldiers joined the festival with spears in their hands, and their pounding of the ground became the soundtrack to the drums of battle.Obviously not as majestic as a war drum, but it doesn't appear to be behind.The ground under that huge and loud lone foot was shaking, and the leaves above his head were shaken off, floating and blocking Gu's sight.

The general stood behind most people, he stepped forward with the sound of war drums and guns hitting the ground, holding something in his hand.

Gu watched him move forward step by step, the place he walked was like a plaque pushed down, like a bamboo pole was used to poke the water surface, dragging out a long tail line.It's just that the surface of the water was still calm after all, and where the general walked, those soldiers just knelt there, holding the sharp weapons in their hands, and didn't stand up.

They are kneeling down to their former comrades-in-arms and those comrades who can't come back.

The general came to the raised platform and stopped.When he moved forward again, two long white lines dragged out from his side, connecting with the things he held in his hands, and he walked 99 steps step by step, stepping onto the high platform.The sound of drums and guns stopped together, and the kneeling soldiers stood up at the same time, orderly and powerful.

The general turned around, stood at the highest position and looked at the soldiers lined up below, and said in a quiet voice: "The wind is blowing, and the banner is fierce. The country is far away, and the war is stopped—" This is what the emperor should do, but now He didn't look obtrusive at all, and even consciously couldn't do better than him.

Generals are probably born to be looked up to.

"Golden and iron horse, saddled and armored. Decisive to kill, no matter how magnificent it is."

Sitting alone on the high mountain, I watched the general walk to the fire platform and raised the torch standing there. He held the burning torch high and stopped on the edge of the platform, looking down at the singing soldiers below. Perhaps it was an illusion of loneliness. I always feel that he is actually looking at Gu.

But no one told Gu that he would come today.

"Climb high and look far away, fighting fiercely in all directions. The scenery is magnificent, and the battle begins."

He threw the torch in the general's hand onto the steps, and the flame ignited two white silks on the ground like a snake, and then rushed straight down.The surroundings of the high platform were already surrounded by lamp oil, and there were two white silks as wires, which expanded horizontally and surrounded the entire altar, leaving only a passage in the middle of the white silk.

"The iron and blood are still young, and the enemy will not go. Drinking horses and rivers will make the country safe and healthy."

It was Xu Shigu's delusion that many people suddenly appeared in the originally empty backcourt. They stood behind the altar with bloody sharp weapons in their hands.But there shouldn’t be anyone there, this sacrifice is a sacrifice for the living to the dead, it’s said that there are two sides of yin and yang, and behind the altar is the yin side...

"Clean up your clothes and return to your hometown in brocade. Until your hair is frosted, you will be proud and unscathed."

For some reason, Gu suddenly had the idea of ​​turning his head, but when he turned his head and looked, Gu saw an old man.

He was standing not far away wearing the navy blue robe, saw Gu looking over, and for the first time stood under the sunlight and smiled at Gu.His dark eyes were full of pleasure and relief.He didn't speak, just raised his hand and bent down to salute Gu, then opened his lips and sang along with the voice.

"My hometown is Chang'an, ride the horse and raise the whip. Tighten the lapel and crown, bow and look down."

Behind him was a majestic and mighty singing voice, as loud as a bell, heavier and more majestic than the ancient bell that rang that night six years ago.As if in the battlefield, all the unwillingness and resentment, all the resentment and dissatisfaction in the past, in the singing that resounded through the sky, became small and insignificant, no longer important, and became insignificant.

They are common people, and they are not born with dignity alone, nor are they rich and wealthy alone.They run around for their lives and are busy for fame.Their wishes are small and ordinary, but when the country needs them, they are the greatest guards, guarding the family behind them and guarding the country.

This world is so big, there are more than four windows, one door and six pillars, not only a circumference of five hundred steps, more than 100 yuan of bluestone bricks and tiles, and two dilapidated old trees.There are so many people in this world, not only father and queen, Gu Zeng also has his own people, and people like generals who believe in Gu.

"The distance between the country and the mountains is endless. Guard our rivers and mountains, and protect our borders."

This country is so vast——

Go alone, what are you struggling with?

The eldest brother seems to have heard Gu's heartfelt voice, and on his face is Gu's familiar indulgence and pampering.Seeing Gu looking over, he waved to Gu, turned his back to Gu and gradually faded away.He disappeared from Gu's sight like A Gu, but this time he didn't panic, only joy.

Gu began to believe that the so-called memorial service was really to send off those who stayed in the world because of concern.It is to extradite them to the other side and pray for them.In this way, when they reincarnate, they can find a good family and enjoy the blessings that they did not get in the previous life.

The eldest brother will definitely be reborn in a good family in the next life, with a father who loves him and a mother who dotes on him.There are endless glory and wealth for his servants.He will read and write in his best years, he will easily obtain fame and fame, and he will be an extremely powerful minister.He will have no regrets in his life, because Gu will always protect him.

At the end of the battle song behind him, the general had already stepped off the altar and was standing at the bottom looking up at the altar surrounded by fire.The first half of the sacrifice was over, and the altar was split into two halves at some point.There was raging fire on the half facing the general, and the altar on the back was not to mention flames, not even a little bit of smoke.

It seems to be divided by the white cloth hanging high on both sides, becoming two worlds.Half living, half dead.

Gu watched the general raise his hand, retreated, knelt down, and saluted.The soldiers behind him followed his movements in unison.And the other half, like a mirror, the dead souls made the same movements as the living. They dropped the sharp weapons in their hands, retreated and knelt down, throwing their sleeves in salute.

At some point, the army was full of people supporting each other.They looked at the white curtain, at the boundary between life and death, without crying or making noise.I just stood there watching, watched the general get up, and stood silently in the wind with him, watching the burning flames of the altar.

"Where does the soul go? You can't stay in the south for long! The scorched earth is hot and windy, the river has dried up, the sun burns your heart like fire, and your feet are burned by the earth. There is a roof at home to support you in the shade."

The second part of the sacrifice is the lament.If the war song is to summon the soul, then the lament is to send the soul.Tell them that there are still family members in the world, and tell them that there are still people in the world.So for those who miss them, please go to the next life, if there is a destiny in the next life, then be a family member.

Gu looked at the yin and yang sides separated by the white cloth, and sang softly: "Where does the soul go? The east can't stay long! The sails of the returning ship are already worn out. The blue giant stood up in anger, hammering the sky with his hands. There is a bed at home. , settle your tired heart."

Standing alone on a high mountain, the general stops in front of the altar, the people stay behind the soldiers, and the dead have longed for life.

In the singing, the wind blows around, blowing over the bottom of the valley, brushing over the hills, passing by the burned palace, and skipping the devastated mountains and rivers.The wind took away all the pain and brought new hope.

"Where does the soul go? You can't stay in the north for long! The night is long, the darkness is endless, the stars tremble and the snow falls silently, and your tears freeze into ice in an instant. There are lights at home to illuminate your journey."