After the nameless tablets came smaller tablets, escorted by groups of three. Names of famous heroes during the Jing Kang period, such as Zhang Shuye, Li Ruoshui, Liu Qian, Zhong Shidao and Wang Bing, began to appear, but the procession did not stop for a moment because there were too many tablets and soon the tablets became wooden tablets as wide as a palm that could be held by a single person.
Up to this point, the first few dozen tablets were still the names of well-known people, but the names behind them began to become a little weird... Zhang Bao, Wang Jin, Han Xiang, Sang Ji... Anyone can see that these people are probably not related to any famous scholars or ministers. They are probably just some ordinary soldiers who were recorded in the records and ordinary people who had rebelled.
Moreover, as the number of tablets increased, people with the same name began to appear. The person with the same name as Li Bao, the commander of the Imperial Navy, appeared three or five times in a flash.
But what was surprising was that the scene gradually began to take on a solemn atmosphere.
To be honest, when the blank wooden sign appeared, the emperor, ministers and dignitaries on the Yuetai could probably understand its political meaning. In addition, due to the etiquette, when Emperor Zhao, who rarely wore a twelve-chapter crown, removed his seat and stood up, everyone on the Yuetai immediately stood up in professionalism.
When some people's names appeared, many people on the stage seemed to know each other or were related to them, and some even had a look of sadness on their faces.
However, the people of Tokyo who were watching below did not realize this. They were still watching the excitement and making noise... They did not know that the nameless wooden sign referred to someone they once knew. Although they felt a little sad about the places that appeared as place names, they just said that those places were now occupied by refugees from Hebei and the best fields had been taken back by the government.
After the names of Zhong Shidao and others appeared, the topic turned to whether the two saints had listened to the words of old Prime Minister Zhong Jinglüe, the Jin people might not have succeeded; how Master Li was so majestic and dared to rebuke Nianhan to his face; and how Zhang Longtu died when his car happened to pass through the old border between Song and Liao, and he probably became the local god of that place.
However, when the wooden name plaques, most of which were copied from the list of casualties in the Battle of Yaoshan, appeared, for some reason, the original commotion and noise gradually subsided. The discussions were still there, but they could not suppress the sound of the armor of the soldiers in the imperial camp as they marched.
"Two young servants."
The atmosphere in the viewing area gradually became strange. A young woman wearing a veiled hat suddenly walked to the edge of the viewing isolation zone and called out to two young men who were talking with their hands clasped behind their backs. They were a Taixue student and a martial arts student.
The two students turned back to look at her. Although she was wearing a veil, it could not hide her pretty face and graceful figure. Moreover, her expensive clothes, exquisite accessories, and fashionable hairstyle were all conspicuous, not to mention how the smell of spices on her body stood out among the crowd of ordinary people. Even behind her, there were two strong servants and a young maid following her.
The two of them also realized instantly that this person was most likely the "Oiran" from a regular restaurant in the east of the city.
The two were just young men with vigorous blood. After hearing this, they immediately became a little impatient. The martial arts student even blushed immediately and said solemnly, "What do you want to say, young lady?"
"Greetings, Young Sheren Wang." The woman glanced at the three characters "Wang Zhongfu" on the other person's badge and bowed hastily. She was obviously a little impatient, but it didn't stop her from looking at the chest of the young student again, and then bowed slightly to the almost teenager named Wu Yi. "Greetings, Young Sheren Wu... I'm sorry for being so abrupt, can you please let me go over there?"
Wang Zhongfu wanted to agree directly, but how could he do such a thing in front of Wu Yi? So he immediately showed his huge palm and pushed the other party away: "According to today's rules, you can't do that!"
"If you want to go, young lady, just go out from the back and make a circle, but don't break the rules." Wu Yi also reminded seriously.
The young lady glanced back at the procession of tablets, and was so anxious that she took something out of her sleeve, grabbed Wang Zhongfu's giant hand, and stuffed something wrapped in a handkerchief into his hand: "Please be kind, young servants. I just saw a wooden tablet with my brother's name on it, and it was about to pass by..."
Wang Zhongfu and Wu Yi looked at each other, but Wang Zhongfu broke free from the other with one hand, and threw the jewelry wrapped in the handkerchief to the maid behind the young lady, then stood with his hands behind his back, still serious: "According to the rules, you can't do that."
"Absolutely not!" Wu Yi repeated it.
However, the next moment, when the young lady was about to cry, the King of Wu and the other man each took a step back, and then turned their backs together... Wang Zhongfu also took the opportunity to take his arms around the two soldiers on duty and took half a step back together.
When the young lady saw this, she had no time to thank them and hurriedly passed between the two men, then continued to chase the tablet with her maid and companions. The King of Wu and the other man turned around and shook their heads.
There was no other reason. The young lady clearly had a local Henan accent. Given their identities, they already knew that most of these names were from Guanxi and were probably just duplicates.
Just a duplicate name.
According to the idlers in Tokyo, this kind of tablet was "invented" by Emperor Zhao at Bagua Mountain or Yao Mountain. There are more than 15,000 of them in total. It took more than a month and hundreds of craftsmen to make it, and it cost Emperor Zhao a full budget of 50,000 strings of cash. As a result, most of the troops under the command of Wang De, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Imperial Camp, who was responsible for moving the tablets, had to return to the Yuetai camp to move the second batch.
Densely packed tablets were constantly moved out of the camp, and together with the soldiers holding them, they formed a continuous iron stream between the sea of people above and below the platform. The visual shock was no less than the flames that had risen into the sky before, and no less than the mountains of helmets.
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