“If anyone disobeys orders in battle;
“If anyone disobeys orders in battle;
"Those who are confined to their family, gain and loss, and abandon their brothers;
"Those who are confined to their family, gain and loss, and abandon their brothers;
“Smearing the people and implicate innocent people;
“Smearing the people and implicate innocent people;
“Those who have selfish interests in the face of state affairs;
“Those who have selfish interests in the face of state affairs;
"We must fight him together, so that he will have no desire to live, and his death will be like a corpse under the stairs!"
"We must defeat him together and make him lose all desire to live, and make his death like a corpse on the steps!" When the last sentence was said, the generals below were already terrified. Some of them really believed it, while some of them sensed the government's determination from these oaths.
The civil and military officials on both sides were even more stern. Han, Zhang, Li and others all had red faces and were alert... They did not swear an oath, but this was definitely a warning and restraint from Emperor Zhao.
"Drink it!" Zhao Jiu paused for a moment before speaking. "But think carefully. After drinking this wine, you will be brothers in arms who have fought together, sworn brotherhood, and sworn to each other. And since I am your sworn brother, I will not ignore you... From today onwards, the generals in the imperial camp, those who swore today, and the commanders who are not here, if you encounter injustice in the army, local disputes, or private doubts, you can write directly to Yang Yizhong, the commander of the imperial guards, who is the swearer today. He is in charge of the Imperial City Department, and he will deliver your words directly to me..."
Hearing the last sentence, the hearts of the generals Han, Zhang, and Li all turned cold. Lu Yihao and Xu Jingheng were all shocked, but how could they say anything at this time? And none of the thirty-six generals below would be so foolish as to hesitate at all. As soon as the official finished speaking, they all raised their heads and drank a bowl of blood wine that had no taste of blood at all, but they didn't know what it tasted like.
Then, they lowered their heads together and showed the bottom of the bowl upwards.
"Let's smash it!" Zhao Jiu, who was sitting there, finally laughed. "After smashing it, let's have some fun today, drinking big bowls of wine and eating big mouthfuls of meat, otherwise how can we have the courage to gather together?"
There was a loud bang from below, but the rammed earth platform was still shattered. However, careful people like Li Kui, Niu Gao and Zhai Chong simply picked up the unbroken wine bowl, hid it in their sleeves, and prepared to take it home as a souvenir.
After a while, the banquet resumed. The military officers and even the low-ranking civil servants seemed relieved, but several prime ministers and generals were horrified.
But no matter what, as the official's table was brought up and fresh wine and meat were served, the atmosphere soon became lively.
Seeing this, taking advantage of the excitement, Kobayashi, a scholar who had been silent all this time, leaned forward and poured a glass of wine for Hu Yin, the Chief Censor, who was sitting in front of him, across the seat.
The latter withdrew his gaze from the imperial desk and turned back with a complicated expression, only to see that Scholar Lin calmly held up the cup and said, "Today, the sky is cloudy and the wind is light, but the road ahead will be long and difficult. Fortunately, the soldiers have the same desire to serve the country, and the country will obviously be stable for a while. This is a good thing. Why don't you drink a few more cups, Minister Hu?"
Hu Yin was silent for a moment, then raised his glass and said: "As Mr. Lin said, it is a good thing for the country to have a moment of peace and for the soldiers to be re-energized."
After saying that, the two of them drank the wine in one gulp. After they finished drinking, Hu Yin couldn't hide a sigh in his heart... The road ahead is long and difficult, and given the current situation, why don't people in the world do the same?
The poem says:
The Han people in one hundred states in Hebei all look south with eager anticipation.
I ask you, what is the point of talking about the northern bandits? Sitting and guarding the marked area is like being poor and miserable.
This feud is irreconcilable, and I will not stop until I kill the thief in my lifetime.
You gentlemen are only able to protect your own safety, and do not have any heroic spirit.
As a result, many people became drunk and stopped talking about current affairs.
I respectfully pray that the Lord is brave and wise, and that he has a lifelong desire for revenge.
Thousands of horses are riding on the plain in spring, and they are watching the tall dragon flag moving.
The six armies bowed and shouted "Long live the emperor", and they had no business to repay the favor.
The south wind blows gently and the sky is cloudless, but the tomb of Yaling Pan is filled with worry about the twilight.
The common people can also pay homage to the emperor, so why should the brave men worry about the rich? It's a pity that there is a clear distinction in people's hearts.
I wish to rise from Mianyang and kill Zhuge Liang, and become the flying general of the Song Dynasty.
(End of this volume)
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