"Yes, I will go and prepare." Zhou Rui quickly responded. He was a servant, and he was responsible for preparing for this matter when going out.

"The old shopkeeper lives in your house now?"

Mr. Zhou lived in Zhang's mansion for a while. The old man was more particular. He didn't want to live in other people's houses and caused trouble for others when the Chinese New Year was approaching. Although there would be no crowds for Zhang Han's place, the old man moved out these days before the New Year.

"Yes..." Zhou Rui quickly agreed.

"You have to remember to respect the elderly." Zhang Han glanced at Zhou Rui, obviously remembering the fact that Zhou Rui and his wife were slow to treat the old shopkeeper at the beginning, but this matter was a family matter, and Zhou's wife had more mistakes.

"I already know my mistake and feel very ashamed." Zhou Rui blushed and said, "Please rest assured."

"Well," Zhang Han said: "After the spring, the old shopkeeper will be in charge of raising ducks in several large seas on the grassland, and he is also responsible for raising geese. Li Ergui will not leave after spring, and will help the big cabinet on the grassland, and manage some chores on the fort. They are all given to them in the name of the Military and Political Department. You must not only respect them, but also learn some experience. I know that you don't want to go out to lead troops, but want to do some civil affairs. Which department you will go to in the future and what you do, you have to think clearly."

Zhang Han still has some care for his identity. Unless he is really unable to apply the mud to the wall, he will give up a little bit of advice and have all his abilities and experiences. If he releases it, he will be trusted by the trust of his subordinates. If he is around him for more than half a year, the wooden man can also get along with his feelings. If the superiors trust him, his subordinates will be more loyal. This is the difference between inside and outside. As long as he has the opportunity, Zhang Han will give more advice and lessons to his subordinates.

Zhou Rui was happy and knew that this was Zhang Han reminding himself that he could develop fish farming in the Military and Political Department in the future. This area will not conflict with agricultural affairs in the future, but in fact, it can also be classified as agricultural affairs. However, since the geese raised by the ducks and geese are almost all supplied to the army, so it is directly considered under the name of the Military and Political Department.

"Sir, please give me some advice." Zhou Rui couldn't even close his mouth, bowed and whispered, and ran to make arrangements.

When Zhang Han arrived at the gate, his carriages and horses were ready.

The weather was very cold, and you could see rulers hanging under the eaves of the houses of high-gate households along the street. Zhang Han glanced at it and somehow remembered that when he was a child, about ten children had a holiday before the New Year, and firecrackers were removed and they set off everywhere. When it was hot, they picked a icy piece. It made a clench in their mouths. The adults didn't care, and they didn't see any child suffering from stomach cold or cold or what...

"Wenlan, are you riding a car or riding a horse?" Li Dongxue, the military and political secretary, stayed in Lizhuang and did not come. The marching department supervisor here was outside the village. Sun Jingting was in charge of the military and political secretary. When Zhang Han was in a daze, Sun Jingting rode over under the crowd of people. The horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone road with a layer of thin ice, making a crisp sound.

Sun Jingting was wearing very neatly, without a cloak, and the hat was also an ordinary round felt hat. He was wearing a cotton jacket made of blue cloth, which looked very similar to the military robe. The upper body was tight, the cuffs were very short, and the hem was split to facilitate riding and walking. He was wearing gray cotton pants and a pair of black military boots on his feet.

Zhang Han smiled and said, "If Xiaozheng doesn't recognize you, he will still regard you as an officer."

Sun Jingting said: "It feels comfortable to wear it like this... It's better to wear it when you are having a banquet in Yanju."

"That's right." Zhang Han nodded and said, "I'd better ride a horse. In such an occasion, riding a car is not respectful enough."

Sun Jingting nodded speechlessly. These things actually have very mature processes. Everyone will follow the process and will go smoothly and there will be no mistakes. However, no matter what others do, he will be like a guest in such a thing, and he will always feel heavy in his heart and cannot be removed.

Everyone began to walk outside the city. The Military and Political Department built a Martyrs' Temple four or five miles south of Qingcheng, which was located not far from the military station outside the city.

The remains of soldiers who died in battle on the grassland and were willing to stay here for worship are buried here. Every year, senior officials come here to worship. The names of soldiers who died in battle are engraved on stone tablets. The ancestral hall is enshrined with incense. The incense is constantly in full swing all year round. The cemetery is full of green grass and a beautiful environment.

The heavy snow had not yet melted in winter. When Zhang Han and others arrived, they only saw the majestic and vast ancestral halls and tall stone tablets built, and the tall Chaishan that had been erected.

There are more than a dozen stacks of Chaishan Mountains of the same size, and some officers from the Military and Political Department have prepared torches. These Chaishan Mountains are soaked with oil. A little fire will ignite a raging fire, instantly burning people to ashes.

This is also the custom of the military department. There is no way to preserve the remains on the battlefield, so I can only choose to cremate and bring them back. Even if the situation now allows, it will be done according to the custom. Some families insist on taking the remains back. The military department also tried their best to cooperate. However, not many people wanted to do so. After all, they were buried in the cemetery and were constantly worshipped in all seasons. This is much better than burying them in the cemetery at the head of their own village and becoming wild tombs after several generations.

There is a straight road that passes through the ancestral hall, and people are arranged to sweep continuously, using coarse salt to melt snow every day, so the road is very easy to walk on. From Zhang Han and others to when they see it, it seems that it doesn’t take much time.

Now Zhang Han has adapted to the bitter and cold weather outside the frontier, and he just stomped his feet a few times when he dismounted.

Sun Jingting looked at the officer waiting with a torch and whispered to Zhang Han: "The weather is cold, be careful that the fire is not good for a while. That is very bad. The ceremony should be as soon as possible."

"I know..." Zhang Han nodded and said, "I won't speak for a long time today."

"Yes." Sun Jingting nodded and arranged for everyone to make final preparations.

A group of monks began to recite scriptures again. These were monks invited from the mainland, which were not the same school as Tantric Buddhism. In fact, Buddhism in the mainland was already Chinese. It was possible to invite lamas to do Buddhist rituals, but Zhang Han would rather spend more money to invite monks from Datong... Shanxi was originally an important place in the mainland Buddhist sect. There were many famous temples in many major mountains, and the people were more willing to invite monks or Taoists, and their acceptance of lamas was very low.

On both sides of the ancestral hall are wing rooms for miscellaneous things, and there are several rooms used to entertain the families of the fallen soldiers who came north to pick up the bodies.

When Zhang Han came over, the family members were having a meal. The big kitchen here was temporarily preparing, and the meal was a bit late.

The food was neither extravagant nor simple. Each four people had a table, a bowl of steamed fish, a bowl of steamed duck, a bowl of braised pork, and a bowl of vegetables and tofu. After Zhang Han entered the door, he quickly pressed his hands and said, "We must hold the ceremony quickly in a while. Don't get up and continue eating. Making troubles with these polite things will delay the main business. What is my identity in front of the fallen soldiers!"

These words were very heartwarming. Many Junlie's family members had tears in their eyes and sat down with chopsticks.

"It's hard to go all the way?"

Zhang Han called Zhao Shiwu over, and several senior executives of the baggage soldiers also called him over, and asked questions in a small house next to him.

Zhao Shiwudao: "It has been decided to send Zhang Chunniu to take people there. He is very capable. He should be able to send his remains and his family back to Datong before the New Year."

Only then did Zhang Han see a tall black-faced young man behind Zhao Shiwu. He thought for a while and said, "You are Zhang Chunniu? I remember you, who made contributions in the Thirteen Mountains War."

"Mr. Xie praised me." Zhang Chunniu quickly saluted and continued: "That was also recommended by Mr. Li Pingzhi."

"Yeah." Zhang Han said: "How many days will you have left? Can you arrive?"

"The road from Qingcheng to Xinpingbao, my subordinates walked back and forth at least nearly a hundred times." Zhang Chunniu said: "The first time I came back was to be a warehouse guard at Banshengdi. Under the leadership of the official Changwei, we burned the warehouse..."

"Then you've really left a lot." Zhang Han said: "You did this, I really remember you this time."

Everyone held back their laughter, and the family members were not far away and could not laugh out loud.

Zhang Han himself didn't laugh, but he still looked at Zhang Chunniu a few times.

He really met this time. Yang Qiu and Wang Yong mentioned this person in the report. He acted meticulously and was brave. He had the habit of serious citizens and businessmen. He didn't want to endure hardships or risk his life to fight. He had been transferred to the military and military system several times but failed. However, he did a good job in the baggage soldiers, and the baggage soldiers were relatively embarrassed. The officers who dared to fight were generally in the battle soldiers. The pure civil servants were in the military and military system. The baggage soldiers needed meticulous and meticulous officers, and they also required that they could fight when they encountered the enemy. There were not many qualified senior officers under this standard, and Zhang Chunniu took the right path.

"I followed the old road all the way. Although there was no road, I have walked many times in winter. I knew where the snow was shallow and it was easy to drive, and where to take a detour. From Qingcheng to Tiancheng Acropolis, I took the convoy about 120 miles a day. After entering the Great Wall, I could definitely reach Tiancheng Acropolis in four days. Then I would send my family home in about one day. At worst, I could get home on the first day of the first day of the year and report to the adults that safety should be the first priority. It is of course good to send people home for the New Year, but I would still put safety first."

"It's very good." Zhang Han looked at the big black man with admiration and turned to Zhao Shiwu and said, "Just arrange it like this, so I'll feel relieved..."

This is a very high-standard compliment, and everyone looked at Zhang Chunniu with envious eyes.

"There is a reluctance to ask for his subordinates." Zhang Chunniu did not retreat at this time, but instead took a step forward and said to Zhang Han: "After a while, the Military and Political Department will cremate the body, and there is a pile of firewood. The subordinates want to do it themselves."

"Is it my relatives and friends?"

"Well, it's Lu San, who is in charge of the Lu family and is currently in command of the 4th Battalion of the Taiwan Infantry Regiment. I have been to the Lu family many times. I have had a good relationship with Lu Da, Lu San, and Lu Si..."

"Oh, was Lu San dead in battle?"

Zhang Han sighed softly. He really knew the brothers of the Lu family. Lu Da has also received medals in Taiwan. Lu Si is even more agile and heroic young sergeant. Lu Dafu is calm and earned meritorious service to the point of command of the war barracks. Lu San is not famous and is worse than his brothers. However, he is also a baggage officer. He has a considerable salary. He heard that he had just married his wife not long ago and suddenly died in battle.
Chapter completed!