221 big funeral
Wen Jun's funeral meeting was held in the middle of the barracks, which is the place where Wen Jun once worked, which is of far-reaching significance.
Although thousands of troops are on the front battlefield, there are still thousands of people left behind here, and in the mountains outside the city, how many soldiers are hidden in the city and turned into civilians, all of this confirms Wen Jun's power.
Liu Liwa has been walking all the way. Although many soldiers have taken off their military uniforms, wear filial piety, and look sadly, they still stick to their posts. The guard and the drills should not affect the overall situation because of one person. No matter who this person is, we can see the strict military discipline.
Of course, a lot of it is to make a play for the upcoming enemy spy. Even if Dongning doesn't have a coach, he is still disciplined and iron-blooded, and it is self-evident to treat the enemy.
There were a lot of people on the campus. Everyone looked in pain, and many of the official figures in official uniforms were full of tears on their faces. Liu Li Wei also saw Master Zeng and Brother Chun in the crowd. They also had a head and a face in Linyu County. When they didn't come here, they were extremely low-key. They stood at the end of the crowd, bowed their heads, not next to them. It's equipped with a steel knife to wear the government. They are a businessman who are embarrassed to say hello to them.
Countless people are piling up, all of whom are waiting outside the tent of the Chinese army. There must be soldiers and horses stationed around the tent, murderous, as if everyone looks like enemies, which makes many people tremble.
Wen Jun has no children. He has dedicated all his experience to the country and army in Dongning. The officers and soldiers behind him love him. All the soldiers under his account spontaneously wear filial piety for him. Many soldiers are in tears. There are tens of thousands of people in the whole military camp. It is impossible for everyone to tell the truth. There are only a few high-level people who know the plan. Other soldiers have also really obeyed orders and obeyed commands.
The more it is like this, the more people believe that Wen Jun is really dead.
Outside the big account of the Chinese army, the class level is naturally divided. The soldiers in military uniforms and steel knives are in front, the officials in official uniforms and big-bellied are behind. Finally, those landlords and squires who have no power and no office are the squire. People line up and enter the account in batches according to the level.
Liu Li Wa has a task and can't keep a low profile. He is sad all the way, and tears rushed directly into the big account. Others thought it was Wen Jun's filial son and grandson who came to cry. Among them, Master Zeng and Brother Chun were also very scared. They didn't expect Liu Liwa to have such a deep friendship with Wen Jun.
Moreover, what was even more shocking was that the moraleous soldier outside the door did not stop him and let him rush into the account before a group of senior generals at the level of Wen Junping.
As soon as Liu Li Wa entered the account, there were several senior military generals and the imperial commissioners who were mourning. They looked sad, and the iron men of the military were even more tearful, touching the scene.
Although it is a mourning hall, it is not like ordinary people's homes, fragrant candles and fruits, paper people, paper horses, and golden lacquer coffins. And this place is very simple. There is a pair of armor of Wen Jun standing in front of him, and there is only a straw mat in the back. It is a rag wrapped in a human-shaped object. Liu Liwa understood at a moment. This means that even if Wen Jun did not die on the field, he was eventually wrapped in horse leather, which was the fate of a soldier.
Liu Li Wa has never been a soldier, but he can still understand the alternative honor represented by the horse leather shroud, but what is the bottom of it? Wen Jun's armor is like a god of war standing in front of the 'corpse'. Anyone who comes here has to stop and worship his armor, which is the glory of his life.
And Liu Li Wa, who threw his head on the 'corpse', cried loudly and was heartbroken. If in the future, he cried so heartbreakingly, the owner would reward him at least 1,000 yuan. Before Liu Liwei became an agent, he really did this job. At that time, in order to make a living, he knelt down and cried for the dead, sprinkled flowers for the newlyweds to get married, queued up for patients, and bought tickets for scalpers all night. He was an absolute senior social person.
Everyone felt uncomfortable when they saw him crying, especially those soldiers, who had infinite emotions. One day they would be buried on the battlefield, and who would cry for them?
The special commissioner of the imperial court is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a long beard. At first glance, he was a civilian. He whispered to the deputy general Wen Jun around him, "Dare to ask the general, who is this person?"
The deputy will be one of the few people who know this plan. Naturally, he knows Liu Liwa and immediately said, "This man is a close friend of General Wen. In his spare time, he eats and lives with my general and has a deep friendship."
The commissioner nodded, but saw that Liu Li Wai cried more fiercely, which was a sincere feeling. In fact, he was crying about the words of the deputy general. He ate and lived with each other wherever he went. It sounded absolutely basic!
Liu Li Wai's crying also made the atmosphere more sad, the icing on the cake, making the funeral more real.
The imperial commissioner counted Wen Jun's armor and counted his life's achievements and dozens of military achievements. The commissioner, on behalf of the emperor and the Ministry of War, gave him high praise and awards, and recognized him as a cavalry general.
Then, several generals of the same level will worship incense and sprinkle strong wine on the ground to comfort the spirit.
Next, the funeral began to open to the public. Officials at all levels who had been waiting outside the door for a long time entered the scene one after another. Liu Li Wa always lay on the 'body', but others could not get close to them. He secretly observed these people with different expressions and different expressions. Some of them sincerely admired Wen Jun's achievements and character. They sincerely worshiped and sincerely. Some people just come to the scene, which is all about the scene, and those landlord squires are all to send money with the money, and the least one is 1,000 taels.
Looking at the silver tickets, which were handed over to the soldiers like more money, Liu Li Wa's heart fluttered. He suspected that Wen Jun was taking the opportunity to accumulate money. No wonder so many leaders had to do a big deal when they encountered a little sesame mung bean thing. There were so many subordinates, cooperative units, regulatory units, who could not come. Show, what does it mean!
"The Zhao family in Ningyuan County, Miss Zhao said!" At this moment, I suddenly heard a crisp shout. There were more than 300 people present today. In addition to the court special agent and a high-ranking general who were registered, Miss Zhao was the first person to enjoy this treatment without an official position.
This is the mourning hall. After all the people who came to mourn entered the door, the first sight was the deceased, and Miss Zhao was no exception. She wore a white dress and dressed in plain clothes. As soon as she entered the door, she took a look at the position where the body was placed, and immediately fainted.
The bodyguard behind her quickly held her. It was not until she heard the cry that the young lady woke up and went straight to the corpse with a frightened face. Because of her special status and the only woman, no one dared to stop her. She squatted and gritted her teeth, which no one could hear. The voice said fiercely, "What's wrong with you? That's where the body is put. What are you doing there motionless? I thought you were dead!"