Datang Fenghua Road

It's not that he is cold-hearted, he has seen too many dead people.

Only Li Ji sighed softly and said with deep thought: "This may be the difference between the Marquis of Jingyang and us. In his eyes, although these Han slaves deserve to die, they still have the blood of the Han people on their bodies. Therefore, he erected a monument to record that he clearly regarded the Han slaves as the same clan…”

Everyone was speechless, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

After a long time, Chai Shaocai smiled embarrassingly, and said dullly, "This old man is here to read this inscription and see what my nephew has written."

"It's better for the old man to read!" Li Ji suddenly interrupted and smiled: "One or two of you people can only kill people and can't read.

Chai Shao opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it for a long time, but he had no choice but to cup his hands, and then touched his nose.

At this time, the team of soldiers had already placed the stone tablet on the grave with their horns. Li Ji raised his head with his hands behind his back, looked at the stone tablet carefully, and suddenly said, "He who is in heaven and earth is the inverse journey of all things; If a dream, what is the joy?"

This is the head of the inscription, which has the meaning of lamenting the passage of time and sadness that life is short.

Old Cheng and the others were all rough. They glanced at each other and waited for Li Ji to explain the meaning. Unexpectedly, Li Ji kept talking, but he didn't mean to explain at all. Instead, he continued:

"The river is small and the sky is vast. Life is short, the years are long, and the life of the husband is the result of the hardships and hardships of the parents, and only the heaven and the earth can accept the life and death. , the deceased has passed away, the long song should cry, I should erect a monument to apologize, pass on the text to future generations, and face what thousands of people point to..."

Li Ji Nian clicked his tongue when he got here, and couldn't help but say something good in literature. He opened his mouth and wanted to recite it again. The people around him were impatient, and Lao Cheng suddenly gave a bull's-eye and said with a displeased face: "I said you, this guy. Can you stop worrying about yourself and shaking your head? Tell us, what exactly is written on this inscription?"

Li Jiheng glanced at him and said angrily: "These two paragraphs are about life and power. The Marquis of Jingyang believes that every life is raised by his parents, and no one can decide their life and death except the ghosts of heaven and earth. He feels that he is killing them. The pawn is bullying the weak, claiming to have committed an unforgivable crime, and if he is willing to write it down with inscriptions, he can wake up future generations and bear the infamy."

After this explanation, everyone understood, Cheng Yaojin frowned and said helplessly: "The only shortcoming of this doll is that he has a good heart. He kills a group of livestock like this, and he does not have His Majesty's cold-blooded ruthlessness at all. This old man is really worried that he will be ruthless in the future. Can't change..."

"If you can't change it, you won't change it!" Li Ji glanced at him and snorted: "Isn't it good to have a good heart? The reason why Your Majesty is cold-blooded and ruthless is because he wants to open up the country. Now that the world is settled, this old man thinks that the second-generation king is the best. To be able to have a good heart, this is the way to uphold the foundation.”

This is true, to fight the world, you must kill and be ruthless, but governing the world is not enough, it cannot be solved by killing and ruthlessness alone.

It's a pity that Lao Cheng and others didn't understand it, and Li Ji didn't seem to want to explain. He looked up at the stone tablet and continued to read the inscription:

"On April 28th in the fourth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, our Hanyue set foot on the grassland, led an army of 14, conquered the Turkic sheep herders, and captured [-] prisoners of war. Among them were [-] second-generation Han slaves, all of whom were young and strong. , I ordered the killing of the prisoners, and that night, I buried them all. If the sky punishes me, I should be punished. ..."

This is the main text. Not only does it record the cause and the reason of the incident in detail, but it also carefully writes down how many people were killed.

Li Ji shook his head slowly, and sighed deeply, "The Marquis of Jingyang is taking all the guilt on his own, leaving us all out of the killing of prisoners. Alas, he is indeed a good boy, far from being comparable to the prince and the king of Wei."

The princes looked at each other in dismay, and Chai Shao suddenly said: "This son is extremely intelligent, but he has a good heart. Every time I look at him carefully, I see that he is quite my wife's style..."

Who is Chai Shao's wife?

No one else, but Li Xiuning, the famous eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty. The common people love to call her the third lady, and she is also Li Shimin's most beloved sister. She built the Women's Army by herself and fought the world all her life. She conquered half of the land in the Tang Dynasty.

In terms of seniority, Han Yue wanted to call Li Xiuning a kiss aunt.

"It's a pity that kind people don't last long. The old man is really worried about this child. The way of the king must be cruel. He must not go to learn Xiuning." What are you thinking about.

Back then, Li Xiuning conquered the world, but Li Yuan and Li Jiancheng were afraid of her high power and power, and finally forced her soldiers, causing Li Xiuning to die in depression.

Old Cheng smacked his mouth, suddenly his eyes rolled a few times, and he jumped up with a big axe.

Li Ji was startled and asked: "What are you doing in Cheng Zhijie?"

"What else can I do?" Old Cheng grinned and hummed: "Of course, this inscription was erased, and then you Li Ji wrote another one, and we secretly replaced it..."

Chapter 356 Sleep with Han Yue, just to lick the bowl

Among the roaring torches, the sound of knives slashing and axe chopping, the sky and the earth are vast and rich, and the most important people in the world.

Lao Cheng slashed at the stele with a big axe in his hand, Liu Hongji, Chai Shao and others also stepped forward to help, and more than a dozen princes joined hands, which means that everyone participated in this matter.

The inscription written by Han Yue himself was quietly changed in the end.

"Keep your mouth shut for Lao Tzu. If anyone leaks this matter, be careful that Lao Tzu will turn his face ruthlessly, and he will definitely serve him with an ax..." After finishing the incident, Lao Cheng Niu's eyes swept around with a fierce look on his face, threatening the soldiers not to leak the secret. .

In fact, it’s fine without threats. The soldiers admired Han Yue, and most of them didn’t want this Lord Hou to take the risk. Lao Cheng and others changed the inscription privately, and this matter just hit everyone’s heart.

"Get out!" Liu Hongji suddenly waved his hand and hummed: "In the middle of the night, it was digging holes and burying people, and finally sang a good show of secretly changing the inscription. After the toss, the old man was already hungry. , it's time to go back to camp and have a full meal."

This guy stopped suddenly when he said this, and said with a smirk: "I remember that the British Duke once said before killing the prisoners that he can't help drinking tonight. This is because the commander-in-chief must follow the order. Niaola, just wait until you finish killing someone and have a good meal."

When Lao Cheng and the others slapped their thighs, everyone was beaming with joy, without the psychological burden of killing and surrendering soldiers.

There are many dead people on the battlefield. They are all people who were killed out of the mountains of corpses and blood. They deserve to enjoy the day they live. Drinking is not allowed in the army during wartime.

A group of old people hooked their shoulders and left Shi Shiran, apparently heading straight to the camp to eat and drink.

Li Ji shook his head helplessly, and whispered to the soldiers around him: "You can also go home, tonight's meal is divided into five batches, each person can drink one or two, and many are engaged in military law..."

The soldiers cheered loudly, and even said that the commander is mighty and the Marquis of Jingyang is kind.

Li Ji smiled, put his hands and feet up, and left slowly.

The soldiers praised him for only saying one word of might, but when they praised Han Yue, they said kindness.

It can be seen that although Li Ji is a handsome man, his prestige is completely incomparable to Han Yue.

The army's camp was in the Shepherd's Department. It was late at night, but the camp was full of fire.

Countless cauldrons were raised high, with a raging fire burning underneath. The military cooks split bags of grain with knives and poured them directly into the cauldron, and then cut hundreds of catties of marching meat, and finally a large spoon was placed in the cauldron. Stirring and tumbling constantly, the air was filled with the smell of meat.

Han Yue's soldiers eat meat at every meal. This is a unique treatment in the entire Tang Dynasty, and it will inevitably become a unique army.

When Li Ji came back, Lao Cheng and others were already eating around the cauldron. The Great Tang British father smiled bitterly. He glanced back and forth in the camp, and it took a long time to find a slightly lonely figure.

That figure was Han Yue, sitting alone beside a tent, holding a half bowl of meat porridge in his hand, but a jar of spirits at his feet.

"This doll..." Li Ji shook his head and walked over.

When he got closer, he found that Han Yue was looking up to the sky, but his eyes were tightly closed. The bonfire was shining brightly in the distance, and the corners of his eyes were flickering.

Li Ji sat down with his knees crossed and said softly, "I feel sad after killing so many people, right?"

Han Yue slowly opened his eyes, he didn't say a word, just shook his head.

Li Ji was slightly startled, and asked in doubt: "You have tears in the corners of your eyes, isn't it because of the Han slaves?"

"Yes, it's not..." Han Yue raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eyes, then pointed to the tent beside him, and said with a pity: "The reason why I cry is mainly because of them!"

Li Ji was startled again. He followed Han Yue's fingers and found that the tent curtain kept shaking, and there were two figures behind him.

A gust of north wind whizzed in, just in time to blow the curtain up, revealing the faces of the figures behind, two female dolls who were not more than 15 years old.

Although it is a female doll, she has a timid and timid expression on her face, her face is yellow and her body is thin, and she looks older than a middle-aged woman.

Li Ji only glanced at it, and his heart twitched.

How much sin has to be suffered, to look so bad?The two girls were so thin that they didn't look human, their little hands were nervously grasping the corners of their clothes, and their fingers were full of cracks, which were red and swollen, and the fingertips were faintly black.