After the negotiations were completed, the two parties exchanged Geng letters, and Zhao Yuqing no longer took the initiative to ask the master to calculate whether their birth dates and horoscopes were in conflict.

This is for the sake of conservatism and preventing someone from doing anything bad. Zhao Yuqing dared not hand it over to Zhang Yunhui for this job, especially when he wanted to marry Lu Haoshan. After Zhang Yunhui received a famous inkstone, he was left to him.

Of course, Zhang Yunhui dared not reach out to the Zhao clan now. This is the hard work paid by Zhao Yuqing. As for the Yue Lao, Yucheng is a good thing and it is very appropriate to match lovers with him. However, people with status are more elegant to give the four treasures of the study.

The media was successful and exchanged Geng Tie. Everything happened naturally. The master invited by the Zhao clan also said that the two people's horoscopes were a marriage made by heaven, and the woman's horoscopes also benefited her husband and son. After repeated consideration, the auspicious day was set on November 16th. This was not because Zhao Yuqing was determined to delay and did not want to marry his daughter so early. The main reason was that transportation was inconvenient in ancient times. The main transportation project was horses. Some far away places took one or two months, and the time was less.

Zhao Yuqing lost his wife in his early years. Although he had filled in a few more rooms at the back, he was not without a golden house. Unfortunately, he didn't have any of them. Zhao Min was the only one who was under his knees. He could be said to be the pearl in his palm and the flesh in his heart. Naturally, he had to pay solemnity. The relatives and friends from afar, and the disciples of the tribes who were doing business outside were naturally not missing. Even if they wanted to invite them, they had to give them enough time. Especially now that mobs are everywhere, sometimes it takes more time to detour. In addition, the hospitality work must be prepared. Although there are more than two months left, it is not much time to calculate it carefully.

Lu Haoshan didn't have to worry about the three books and six rituals, as Zhang Yunhui arranged the procedures, and he also enjoyed it.

In fact, Lu Haoshan was not free. In addition to paying attention to the movements of the undisturbed party members at any time, he also had to deal with the matter of the picket team. In this tea-horse transaction, the picket team was upgraded from infantry to cavalry, and there were still many things to follow. Among them, the fodder needed for nearly 300 horses was a large amount. In addition, the comfort work of those killed picket team members was also done. Lu Haoshan disagreed with the opposition and held a memorial service for them.

August 26th, for the outside world, this was just an ordinary day. Although God was not open to his face and lost his harvest in the fields, life continued. However, a major event happened in Jiangyou that day, the mysterious Niutoushan picket team was opened to the families of the picket team. Each picket team member could bring two family members to visit and see the training, meals, and life of the picket team. There was also a memorial ceremony behind it.

Niutou Mountain is crowded and bustling. The families have long been curious about what their children do in the picket team and what they eat. Now they can finally see that when they have lunch, the families also eat with their children. There is no exception. If their children can eat A-class meals, then the parents will benefit from it. If their children are not good enough and can only eat B-class meals, they can only blame themselves for not having any good fortune.

At noon, the memorial service finally began. The pickets wore hats and arranged in a square array under the sun for meetings, while the family members could sit or stand in the shade next to the sky, looking at the children in the team proudly. Among so many families, there were also special guests: the families of the fallen pickets and Zhao Yuqing of the Zhao clan.

Zhao Yuqing is one of the leaders of the caravan and also provides additional pensions to the casualties, so as a special guest, he stood on the stage with Lu Haoshan.

Seeing that everyone was here, Lu Haoshan said seriously: "Quiet, everyone is here, now we have a meeting."

"Baoba..." The pickets began to applaud. The families were stunned for a moment, and soon they applauded.

After the applause stopped, Lu Haoshan said with a serious expression: "Many people don't know the meaning of the memorial service. I am just to simply remember the team members who died in the mission. It is hard and dangerous to be a picket team. You already know this when you join the team. Although they are dead, we cannot forget them. These brothers who died were once one of us. They once trained with you, had dinner, and competed with you. When they fought, they fought bravely. They were dead, but their spirit was worth learning from."

"Now I will read the names of these warriors, Zheng Xiaoyi, Zhang Hu, Qian Xiaoliu, Li Dacai, Hong Hu, Jiang Fu..." Lu Haoshan finished reading the list of the dead team members, was silent for a moment, and then said loudly: "Please remember these names for those present, these names will also be recorded in the history of our picket team. Now, we have invited the families of these dead brothers to come forward."

The families who fell into the battle had already received news. Lu Haoshan sent someone to tell them to go to the station to receive pension. Hearing the words, they all climbed up to the station with complicated expressions, and lined up in front of everyone.

"Salute!" Yuan San suddenly said loudly.

With an order, all the picket teams, including Lu Haoshan, saluted the families together.

"This, this cannot be used."

"That's right, the county magistrate bowed to us, I can't afford it."

"I'm so kind."

These families are ordinary people, and they have never seen such a formation. They all feel flattered. Especially in the public eye, some people don’t know where to put their hands and feet. Many people’s eyes turned red. After Lu Haoshan saluted, he continued to say loudly: “I won’t talk about the great truth. Sometimes doing something real is more practical than saying a hundred words of warmth. Although these team members have left, their parents and brothers still have to live. Now each team member’s family member who died can receive 50 taels of silver. The great charity Zhao clan leader of Zhaojia Village is an extra ten taels of pension, a total of sixty taels. Now the pension is paid.”

After Lu Haoshan finished speaking, he walked to the first family and said to the two elderly people who were a little helpless: "You two are Zheng Xiaoyi's family members, aren't they?"

"Yes, yes, the county magistrate is good." The person who spoke was an old man wearing a coarse cloth clothes and a sad expression, and his words were a little trembling.

"You have good education. Zheng Xiaoyi trained seriously and fought bravely. He cannot be resurrected by death. This is our wish. Please accept it." While speaking, he handed over two ingots of silver to him, one ingot, one ingot, one ingot, one ingot, one ingot, one ingot, ten ingot.

Old man Zheng pulled his wife and knelt down to Lu Haoshan all of a sudden, and said gratefully: "Thank you... Thank you... Thank you, thank you, thank you."

I didn't expect that I would get so much praise. I was so full of money, fifty taels, and many people could not afford it for the rest of their lives. Old Man Zheng was so excited that his hands trembled and his words were incoherent. To be honest, although his son died, he was in such a chaotic world that he was as cheap as a dog. There was a bit of food that made him laugh. Some people volunteered to go to the landlords and gentry's houses as slaves and servants to survive. Not only did they have no money, but they could only blame themselves for their bad life even if they were beaten to death. In the picket team, this is already very good.

So Old Man Zheng not only did not complain, but also looked grateful to Lu Haoshan.

Lu Haoshan quickly helped the two of them up, held his hand and said, "Dad Zheng. Don't worry, although your son is gone, the picket team is still there, and the official is still there. If someone bullies the two old people, the picket team will stand up for you, and the official will stand up for you."

"Sir Xie, sir, you are really Master Qingtian." Old man Zheng was so excited that his eyes turned red. If he hadn't forced himself to hold it up, he would have been crying.

Lu Haoshan patted his shoulder and continued to give pensions to the families of the second dead team. The same thing was said, and the families were so grateful that they didn't know what to say.

Along the way, not only did the families of the deceased get excited, but also many of the team members below were moved, and many of them had a deeper understanding of the picket team.

After finally giving the pension, Lu Haoshan called on the people present to applaud them before they could step down. After giving the pension, he kept doing the rewards based on merits, so that those who fought bravely and made contributions would come to the stage to receive the rewards. Lu Haoshan would read out the merits of the winning team members loudly whenever he presented the award to show fairness and justice...

The audience was receiving the award, but the following family members had already discussed it:

"Look, that's our third boy. I didn't expect to make a great contribution and he was really promising."

"Old Wang, your child is amazing. He not only became the team leader, but also made contributions."

"The master is really nothing to say. One tael of silver a month, he eats well and lives well, although the training is a little harder."

"Thank you? Is this called hard work? Be content. If you go to the landlord's house and say you can't make a full meal from morning to night, that's what you're going to do."

"The Erhuzi of Lao Lin's family is really good. He eats first-class food when eating, and has meat and has made merits now. He has received merits and awards. Unlike my unsatisfactory thing, I ran here from here to drink porridge. No good thing is not his turn. I heard that I had to drive out of the picket team if I had poor grades. I was so worried."

"The county magistrate is really kind and loyal. His monthly money is so high and his pension is so generous. He deserves this picketer."

"That's right, I have to let my kid do it well."

"I would have known that the fourth brother would come to participate too. No, let my boy ask me about it later to see if I could recruit more. If there is a vacancy this time, I should still recruit people."

"I also asked my nephew to sign up. There is food and drink here, which is much better than eating porridge at home for three days and two days."

...........

Everyone was talking about it, and many people had a deep understanding of the picket team, which also enhanced the support and understanding of the picket team by the team members and their families. Judging from the situation on the scene, the effect was pretty good.

"That, sir"

As soon as Zhao Yuqing spoke, Lu Haoshan immediately said: "My father-in-law, this is not a court of calling me Haoshan."

"Haoshan" Zhao Yuqing's eyes were filled with a second of appreciation, thinking that he was really sensible, but he quickly said with some confusion: "In fact, by sending the money down, they can mobilize their enthusiasm. Why hold this memorial service? With the treatment of the picket team, the inside would not leave, and those who wanted to come in were almost overwhelmed."

Lu Haoshan hesitated for a moment, looked at the smiling faces of the team members and their families under the shade of the tree on the school ground, and then said firmly: "Son-in-law knows, but I want to give the picket team a soul, so that the family and the people can understand the picket team. The team members are also proud of the picket team, so that they can understand that making contributions will be honored, even if they are injured and killed in battle, there will be no worries. Only in this way can they gather strong combat power."

soul?

This word is very profound. Looking at Lu Haoshan's resolute face, Zhao Yuqing tried to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it out.

He couldn't understand why a small picket team repeatedly emphasized combat effectiveness. Is this... going against the will of heaven?

"My father-in-law, my son-in-law has something to ask for." Zhao Yuqing had nothing to say, but Lu Haoshan had something to say. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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