Chapter 105: Departure and return to Beijing

Yanmen, Zhou Yang Mansion.

A pot of extremely ignited charcoal fire made the huge mansion warm and warm as spring.

Zhou Yang, Li Guang, Cheng Bushi, Feng Jing, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Wuhui and other generals sat together, each stretched their necks and looked surprised. In addition to being surprised, he was also happy and relieved.

They were not studying military information, but studying etiquette. This time they returned to Beijing to receive rewards. Emperor Jing had issued an order to ask them to return to Beijing in two months, and the Han Dynasty would hold a grand celebration to celebrate the victory.

Emperor Jing summoned all the prefects of various places, including Liu's surname, Chehou, and Guanneihou, to Chang'an. This was the first time before the founding of the Han Dynasty. You can imagine how lively it would be when the celebration was celebrated, which required a complete set of etiquette.

For such a grand ceremony, etiquette is necessary, and Zhou Yang and the others have to study it.

While issuing the order, Emperor Jing had another decree, which was to stop the army. Zhou Yang had to dispel the idea of ​​sending troops to Hetao. Emperor Jing did not explain the whole story in the imperial edict, but just said that he would go back to Beijing to discuss. It was a rare opportunity to send troops to Hetao. Emperor Jing's wise king would not be unable to see this. He would have made sense to do this. Although Zhou Yang and the others felt sorry, they did not complain. They had nothing to do, so they devoted themselves to studying etiquette.

"We are going to walk the road?" Li Guang's eyes were rounded, and he touched his face, and he was so excited that he felt hot.

The way of storm was in the Han Dynasty, which was a symbol of identity. Anyone who walked on the way would be glorious for the rest of his life.

The road was driven in the Qin Shihuang period and was a major transportation route connecting various places. The roads of the Qin Dynasty were just the same as modern railways, and they were still multiple routes. However, the Qin Dynasty used horses to pull carts, not motorcycles to pull them.

It is estimated that a horse can travel six or seven hundred kilometers a day in the Qin Dynasty, which is faster than an 800-mile rush. What is the reason? The reason is that the sleepers of the Qin Dynasty are very consistent with the rhythm of the horse. When the horses drive on it, they will have an inspiration effect, which will make it easier to run, faster, and more goods.

The Qin Dynasty sleepers were treated with anti-corrosion and were durable. More than two thousand years later, the Qin Dynasty sleepers found by archaeologists were still intact, which is surprising that the Qin Dynasty was so powerful!

The storm of Chang'an in the Han Dynasty was not such a major transportation artery. It was the emperor's imperial path, and only the emperor could use it. If no one could walk on the storm without the emperor's permission, the violator would be severely punished. The prince of Emperor Wu of Han, Prince Li, rode a horse on the storm without obtaining the order, and was punished by Ji An.

In order to reward the heroes, the emperor asked those ministers who made great contributions to ride on horseback on the road to show their kindness. This was the supreme kindness. In the history of the Han Dynasty, not many people had such honor. Only genius commanders such as Wei Qing and Huo Qubing were qualified, and even the famous general Li Guang did not have such honor.

Emperor Jing asked Zhou Yang and the others to walk on the road. This was the supreme glory, which was even more exciting than giving tens of pounds of gold. Li Guang opened his mouth and broke his neck; Cheng Buzhi's face was red, and he opened his mouth to laugh; Gongsun He laughed, Feng Jing couldn't help but touch his face, it was hot... Look at their behavior, as if they were already walking on the road.

Walking the road is one of the highest honors of the Han Dynasty. This is the best recognition for the soldiers' bloody battles. Zhou Yang was also extremely excited and clenched his fists. Is there anything more joyful than his own efforts to be recognized? Not to mention, it is the best recognition!

"Flying General, have you seen it? The emperor is going to accept our prisoners in the palace!" Cheng Buzhi was so excited that he felt that sitting was not enough to express his high passion, so he simply stood up.

"Present prisoners!" Gongsun He smiled, his eyes narrowed into a small slit: "We have captured so many prisoners, and the right general is the biggest, and it is best to offer it to the emperor. Unfortunately, he did not catch Shanyu."

If the Shanyu was caught and presented to Emperor Jing in front of the palace, how exciting it would be. It would be so perfect!

However, he actually asked Junchen Shanyu to escape and went back to become Shanyu again. Li Guang regretted this matter. If he had known it, he would not have the intention to capture him alive and shot him to kill him with one arrow. However, in that case, it was very certain to capture Junchen Shanyu alive. No one would want to catch him alive, so Li Guang could not blame him.

"Flying General, it's all you!" Cheng Buzhi shook his head and complained.

"Blame me, blame me!" Li Guang accepted Cheng Buzhi's accusation.

"General Cheng, don't blame General Fei, he has done his best. Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Things in the world are not as perfect as some shortcomings, which makes it more realistic. Shanyu is still there, and we should work hard to capture him alive next time." Zhou Yang was open-minded.

In life, eight out of ten people are unsatisfactory; the battlefield changes rapidly, the previous moment is beneficial to you, but the next moment may be very unfavorable to you, and no one can say. It is already a legend to be able to chase the Shanyu to the point of desperate situation and have to jump into the mud and seek death.

This is the reason, but when I think of this, it makes people regret it. Cheng Buzhi shook his head and stopped talking.

"Although there is no Shanyu, we still have the royal flag, throne, and tent, and it is also a grand event to present it to the emperor." Feng Jingda agreed with Zhou Yang's view.

The king's flag, the throne, the tent were symbols of Shanyu. It was also a sensational event to present these to Emperor Jing. Everyone was happy again and kept talking and laughing.

After studying for a while, Zhou Yang said: "This time I returned to Beijing to be granted a title. In addition to Jianzhang Army, the emperor also asked us to bring back the warriors who were beheaded at level 50 or above. The emperor wants to give him a reward in person. You must choose with public intention."

"No!" The generals took the order.

"Master, we will definitely choose publicly and will not bury the soldiers' merits." Feng Jing frowned and said, "But there is a problem. Many people who have broken limbs and lack arms and legs. If they are brought back to Chang'an, one is because they are unable to move, and the other is whether they will be inconvenient to view?"

This is a grand celebration of the Han Dynasty. If a disabled soldier appears, he will definitely blame others, especially those civil officials who will accuse Zhou Yang. This matter has to be considered, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows and his voice was a little high: "It's okay! The emperor wants to meet the heroes, not the glory. As long as they have enough credit for their establishment, they must take them to Chang'an. If they can't ride horses, they will be carried to Chang'an by car. Even if they carry them, they must carry them to Chang'an!"

The tone is firm and unquestionable.

"Master!" As the commander, it is very rare to do this regardless of personal fame and fortune. Li Guang and the others were very moved and called in unison.

As soon as the decision was made, Li Guang and the others immediately went to supervise Zhou Yang.

As soon as the news spread, the soldiers of the border cheered in unison, unable to help but feel happy, and the entire border was immersed in joy.

In the commander's mansion, Zhou Yang knelt on a short table, his eyes half open and half closed, and he actually fell asleep. This day without war is really uncomfortable. There is no place to spend time, so he can only doze off.

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and Zhao Ponu floated in as light as the wind, with a happy face and a cracked mouth.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter? Look at you like this, you're so happy that your mouth turns into lotus flowers. There must be good things."

"Master, the hero of the opera is back!" Zhao Ponu reported happily.

The story of Meng is famous all over the world, almost the legendary knight. Moreover, the reason why the Han army won so quickly and had such great results in the battle of the Great Wall was closely related to him. If he hadn't burned the dried meat of the Huns with fire, causing panic and morale to disintegrate the Huns, the decisive battle would have been dragged on.

Although the Han army will definitely win, it will not be so fast and the results will not be so great.

"Who?" Zhou Yang's eyes suddenly widened.

"Master, you are a drama hero. Don't you look forward to it every day?" Zhao Poxia's words were filled with complaints.

"The Drama Hero!" Zhou Yangfei stood up as if he was still alive and rushed out quickly.

Zhou Yang has been famous for a long time. He was Zhou Yafu's friend in life and death. In terms of seniority, he was even one generation higher than Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang had heard Zhou Yafu, Chen Shang, Liu Tie and others mention it many times, and he had long wanted to see him. In addition, if there was this Great Wall Battle, he would have to help him, that was to look forward to seeing him every day and see the face of this famous hero all over the world.

As soon as he left the general's mansion, he saw a big man with a cheeky face, a fierce and fierce man. When he walked, he was like a mountain moving, his aura was extraordinary. When his eyes opened and closed, his brilliance shone everywhere, his steps were as light as the wind, and he did not make any sound.

Since joining Jianzhang Army, Zhou Yang has trained hard, made great progress in martial arts, and has extraordinary vision. You can tell at a glance that this person is a top master, and he must be a Ju Meng.

"The Drama Hero!" Zhou Yang quickly stepped forward and bowed with his fists.

"Ju Meng has met the Grand Marshal!" Ju Meng quickly came up and clasped her fists from afar, smiling as if she saw her relatives. "I heard about the reputation of the Grand Marshal for a long time, and I have long wanted to see the Grand Marshal's face, and I have always been squandered. I am lucky today, and I have been lucky enough to meet the Grand Marshal!"

The opera Meng is famous all over the world, almost a legendary character. He has a high vision and those who can be praised will be proud of their whole life. His praise is not a big deal, and Li Fang and his group who came with him showed admiration in their eyes.

They were not jealous of Zhou Yang, but were admiring the praise of Ju Meng.

Ju Meng seemed to feel that it was not enough to praise this, and said, "It is better to meet than to be famous. Only when you meet will you know that the general is far better than to be famous!"

After saying a good word, Zhou Yang felt a little drifted and smiled and said, "The drama hero is so serious that he can't afford it."

"Haha!" Ju Meng smiled and admired Zhou Yangji.

Zhou Yang came forward to meet Li Fang, and Li Fang introduced more than a dozen heroes to Zhou Yang one by one. Only then did Zhou Yang invite them to the General's Mansion to see tea.

As soon as they entered the General's Mansion, Ju Meng and the others sat down. Zhao Ponu personally brought tea to Ju Meng. While delivering tea, he ignored the etiquette and looked at Ju Meng again, as if Ju Meng was a diorama.

The news of Ju Meng's arrival was a sensational news. Li Guang, Cheng Bushi, Feng Jing, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Wuhui and others came after hearing the news, and they had the excitement of meeting.

When heroes meet heroes, they appreciate each other. Zhou Yang and the others are intimate with Ju Meng, talking and laughing, and they are very happy.

Zhou Yang asked someone to send a banquet and thank Ju Meng very much. Everyone was generous, talk nonsense, talked easily, and had a particularly good atmosphere. When the banquet was served, they did not sit together, but sat on the ground.

There was a table of food in front of each person, a wine bottle in the middle, and a spoon for drinking wine. The atmosphere became much stronger when drinking in this way.

"Come on, let's treat you to the hero!" Zhou Yang picked up the wine glass and said loudly.

Li Guang and the others raised their glasses in their hands and said in unison: "Jingju Hero."

"If the war was not supported by the drama heroes, I don't know when I could defeat the Huns." Zhou Yang formally thanked: "Zhou Yang will use this glass of water and wine to express his gratitude!"

"The general is so serious. If there is no Ju Meng, the soldiers would be able to defeat the Huns under the command of the general." Ju Meng was very humble and had no intention of taking credit.

"Damn!" Zhou Yang raised his neck and drank it dry.

"Do it!" Everyone drank it all, and it was so happy.

Li Guang laughed and said, "Hero of the Drama, your fire is so good that it will burn hundreds of thousands of Huns."

"No matter how good that fire is, how can the Great Master on the grassland be that fire? The Great Master burned hundreds of thousands of herders in the Huns, and tens of millions of cattle and sheep were gone. The Huns cried so badly, just like his parents died!" Ju Meng shook his head again: "My fire has only burned a little bit of the Huns' jerky meat, not even half of it."

Cheng Buzhi took over the conversation: "The fire of the Grand Marshal is very powerful, it burns well! The fire of the Grand Marshal is not bad! Although it has not burned much jerky, you burned the Huns on the hearts of the Huns, making the Huns panic, the morale is disintegrating, and the morale is low. This!" His thumb was raised to the sky.

"General Cheng is so serious, so the general is well-planned!" The man with a generous opera and laughed happily.

The planning of burning jerky meat and Zhou Yang are complementary and indispensable.

The fire of Ju Meng did not burn too much jerky, but it was very effective, which made the Huns panic. The Han army took the opportunity to attack and defeated the Huns.

The reason why this is because Zhou Yang's clever planning and seizing the opportunity was only useful after seizing the opportunity. Without the cooperation of the Han army, no matter how many he burned, the Huns would not have been defeated so quickly or so miserably!

The drama is generous and Zhou Yang and the others are happy. The banquet is over and over.

Ju Meng did not rush to leave, and Zhou Yang and the others had no military affairs. They took Ju Meng to drink and chat, and their lives were very happy. In a blink of an eye, it was time to set off for Beijing.

The sky is hazy, snowflakes are flying, and the snow on the ground has been accumulated for several inches. As soon as you step down, you will have a deep footprint.

The north wind blows vigorously, and the snowflakes are rolling up all over the sky, like the jade dragon's decayed scales and armor. It is very beautiful and quite spectacular.

The weather is cold and the north wind is strong, which is the cold season. In this season, people in the north stay in their houses for the winter, and there is no special thing to do.

Today is different. People come and go, and the people are wearing new clothes, smiling and smiling, running around, cheering loudly, because today is the day when Zhou Yang and the others return to Beijing, and the people must come to see you off.

The Han people hated the Huns, but the people in the north still hated it. There were countless relatives and friends of the border people who died at the hands of the Huns, and there were countless people who destroyed their homes. The hatred of the border people towards the Huns was enough to bite off a bite of steel teeth!

The people of the border are always looking forward to the court sending troops to defeat the Huns and abolishing humiliation, but the Han Dynasty has not done it for decades. Now, the Han Dynasty has done it, and defeating the 500,000 Huns army is so exciting. Zhou Yang and the others returned to Chang'an to be sealed. Can the people of the border not come to say goodbye?

All those who can come have come, but those who cannot leave have to be carried by their relatives, supported by them, and carried them, and they must come no matter what.

Early on, the people were standing under Yanmen City. They spontaneously stood in two rows, leaving a middle passage for Zhou Yang and the others to pass.

At the Yanmen City, the Han army that was about to go to Chang'an with Zhou Yang had already been assembled. All Jianzhang Army returned to Chang'an, needless to say. There were also soldiers who were beheaded at level 50, as well as meritorious officers and generals. They rode tall horses, lined up neatly in a row, and were full of murderous auras, as if they were going to the battlefield again.

Everyone's eyes were shining with a blazing light. Although the weather was extremely cold, it was impossible for his daughter-in-law to destroy the burning flames in their chests!

Zhou Yang rode on the Fengfengbao Rider and came slowly, with the open air on his back floating in the cold wind, adding a little bit of power.
To be continued...