After a banquet, they only drank until the sky was dim. On the second day, Wen Yuan slept until noon before Zhang Yuhuo hurriedly pulled him out of bed.
Wen Yuan rubbed his sleepy eyes, but after hearing Zhang Yu's words, he suddenly lost all sleep, and immediately got up from the bed to wash and dress.
"Young Master, please leave Jizhou and Minchun is here on Han Fu's orders!"
When he arrived at the front hall, Wen Yuan stepped inside and met with his hands: "Mr. Bo Dianxian is here to welcome you. Liao You are far away to welcome us. We held a banquet and drank yesterday and got very drunk. I am rude to you. Please atone for your sins!"
Min Chun smiled and said: "We haven't seen each other for only a few months, so why are we so alienated?"
Wen Yuansu invited Min Chun to sit down and said, "Mr. Bodian came all the way from Yecheng. I don't know what he can teach me."
Min Chun said with a smile: "Wenyuan's three hundred warriors risked their lives to fight against more than 50,000 people in the Poison Department, and defeated the 100,000 Black Mountain bandits with less than 10,000 people. At this time, word has spread a lot, and the name of Julu Zhang Wenyuan has become famous all over the world.
,Why, can’t I come and congratulate you?”
Wen Yuan smiled calmly and said: "What are you talking about, Mr. Bodian? I have no credit for it. The officers and men sacrificed their lives and the army and the people worked together."
After the greetings were completed, Wen Yuan asked: "I wonder what you can teach me when you come here?"
Min Chun said with a solemn face: "I am here to congratulate Wen Yuan on behalf of your lord. Your lord has said that Wen Yuan has made great contributions to Jizhou. The fallen soldiers and civilians will receive compensation from the state government. In addition, your lord has already reported to the court that Wen Yuan has made great contributions."
Thanks for the credit, I believe you will be rewarded soon."
Wen Yuan hurriedly faced south and bowed: "Thank you so much, my lord, my lord, I will never forget your kindness!" Han Fu took good care of him. In the battle of Heishan, Julu soldiers and civilians suffered thousands of casualties, and they died in the battle of Yihan.
The funeral expenses are 3,400 yuan per person. The pension alone will cost Wenyuan thousands of gold. Plus the war expenses and rewards for meritorious soldiers, it is a huge expense. Although Wenyuan also gained a lot from this battle, but
Han Fu was willing to pay the bill generously, and Wenyuan would not refuse.
And compared to this, Wen Yuan is more looking forward to the court's performance. The court will not give him real money, but after thinking about Wen Yuan's achievements in beheading more than 10,000 people and defeating 100,000 thieves, even if he cannot be granted a title or promotion,
At level one, being a Zhonglang general should be about the same.
What is important these days? Besides money, land and territory, reputation is also indispensable. Wen Yuan thought to himself that his reputation has spread all over the world. If he can get the recognition of the court at this time, he will definitely attract the attention of more talents.
Thinking of this, Wen Yuan couldn't help but plan to send his confidants to Chang'an with a large sum of money to urge the imperial court to issue an official order and commend him.
The two chatted for a while, and then Wen Yuan held a banquet and presented them with gifts.
On August 15th, when the moon was full in the sky, the people of Yingtao organized a large-scale moon worship and prayer activity to celebrate this year's harvest. Big households in the city slaughtered pigs and sheep to sacrifice to the moon god. Tens of thousands of people offered melons, fruits, wine and meat to pray for returns in the coming year.
Can have another good harvest.
How could such an important sacrificial event be without the young prefect who has won the hearts of the people now? A few days in advance, many people invited Wen Yuan to participate in the moon sacrificial ceremony. Wen Yuan did not dare to neglect, so he took a shower and changed clothes that day.
Wearing a brand new robe, he tidied up his appearance, and seeing that it was getting late, he took Zhang Yu and a dozen personal guards out of the city.
The people placed the sacrificial ceremony in an empty space in the east of the city, lit blazing bonfires around it, and set up a platform early in the venue. On the platform were flags, flags, incense tables, and offerings of animals, melons, fruits, and wine. Many.
The well-known wealthy people would come forward to offer incense, while ordinary people would burn incense and bow down in the audience to ask for their thoughts.
Wen Yuan moved lightly, walking step by step in the direction of the altar. When the people around him saw the eunuch arriving, they knelt down to greet him. Wen Yuan seemed unaware and just raised his head to look at the round wheel hanging in the sky.
In the moon, the feeling of homesickness is revealed.
It had been more than two years since he came to this world, and Wen Yuan thought he had gotten used to it, but when he saw the full moon, which was as smooth and bright as a silver plate, Wen Yuan immediately felt a strong sense of homesickness deep in his heart.
It's been more than two years. I wonder if my parents are okay? Those best friends who only like to read books, play games and drink have not thought of me? Who would have thought that the weak otaku two years ago has now become the person in charge of hundreds of thousands of people?
What about the governor of the life and death of the people! Even Wen Yuan himself often thought that this was just a dream of his. But every time he woke up, he still realized that he was in the chaotic world of the late Han Dynasty, not the peaceful and peaceful home before.
As a young man with modern knowledge and emotions, anyone will feel lonely after being in this world for a long time. Wenyuan is enveloped in this loneliness every day and night. Perhaps he can only see the happy smiles of the people around him.
When I think about the great significance of what I have done, I feel a little comforted.
But on this night of homesickness under the full moon, Wen Yuan suddenly felt that he was still alone for more than two years, and there was no one to whom he could confide his deepest feelings.
"When will the bright moon come?"
Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know the palace in heaven.
What year is it today?
I want to ride the wind back home.
I am afraid that the beautiful buildings and jade houses will be ruined.
It's extremely cold at high places.
Dance to clear the shadow.
How does it seem to be in the human world.
Turn to Zhu Pavilion.
Low-income family.
Photo without sleep.
There should be no hatred.
Why is it so long to say goodbye?
People have joys and sorrows.
The moon waxes and wanes.
This matter has never been completely solved.
I wish you long life.
We share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart.”
Unknowingly, Wen Yuan hummed the song "May I Live Longer". Perhaps in this situation, only this song could express the clerk's mood at this time.
The high platform was filled with smoke. Wen Yuan only looked at the incense table used for offering sacrifices to the moon. He suddenly felt full of things to talk about. Unconsciously, he walked faster and faster, and several wealthy merchants along the way were also fascinated by him.
Knocked down with unexpected force!
"Which one is not long... Uh! It turns out to be General Zhang! Why is General Zhang in such a hurry?"
The wealthy people were knocked to the ground by someone unknown, and they stared angrily. When they saw that it was Zhang Liao, the prefect, their face suddenly became very wonderful.
With a plop, Wen Yuan knelt down on the soft mat in front of the incense table. Zhang Yu lit three incense sticks and handed them to Wen Yuan's hand.
Wen Yuan held the incense in his hand and looked up at the bright moon. For a moment, he was filled with homesickness in his heart and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Dad, Mom, my son can no longer fulfill his filial piety to these two elderly people!"
Wen Yuan slowly prostrated himself with extreme piety and whispered softly. Perhaps only in this way could Wen Yuan relieve his thoughts and soothe his lonely soul.
Wen Yuan bowed three times in a row, bowing very solemnly, and touched his forehead deeply to the table. After three bows, Wen Yuan stood up and stepped down from the stage, and his sadness about separation was relieved a lot while he was looking forward to it.
When the people of Yingtao saw that Wenyuan Tangtang, a prefect, was so solemn in offering sacrifices, they thought he was praying for good weather and a good harvest for them in the coming year. They came forward one after another and presented them with wine, meat and delicacies, and everyone was moved to tears.
Several big potters who were knocked down had already wiped the dirt off their bodies and enthusiastically invited Wenyuan to move to a mound on the north side of the altar with a good viewing position.