Wen Jun’s funeral meeting was held at the Central Army’s tent in the middle of the military camp. It was where Wen Jun once worked and had far-reaching significance.

Although thousands of troops heading to the battlefield ahead, there are still thousands of people left here. In the mountains outside the city, how many soldiers are hidden in the city and transformed into civilians. All of this confirms Wen Jun's power.

As Liu Liwa walked along the way, many soldiers took off their military uniforms and wore mourning clothes, and looked sad, but they still stood by their posts. Those who should stand guard and those who should practice should not affect the overall situation because of a person. No matter who this person is, it can be seen that strict military discipline is strictly observed.

Of course, a big part is to show the drama for the upcoming spies of the enemy country. Even if I don’t have a head coach, I still have strict military discipline and made of iron blood, and treat the enemy with self-evident self-evident.

The school grounds were filled with people, and everyone was filled with pain. Many of the official figures in official uniforms were full of tears. Liu Liwa also met Mr. Zeng and Brother Chun in the crowd. They were quite famous in Linyu County, but when they came here, they were extremely low-key. They stood at the end of the crowd, lowered their heads, and either had a steel knife or a government official. They were embarrassed to say hello to others.

There were countless people crowded, all waiting outside the central army's tent. There were certain soldiers and horses stationed around the tent, full of murderous intent, as if everyone looked like enemies, which made many people tremble.

Wen Jun had no descendants and devoted all his experience to the country and army of Dongning. The officers and soldiers behind him loved it. All the soldiers under his tent spontaneously wore mourning for him. Many soldiers burst into tears. Tens of thousands of people in the entire military camp, and it was impossible for everyone to tell the truth. Only a few senior officials knew the plan, and the other soldiers also truly obeyed orders and obeyed the command.

The more this happens, the more people believe that Wen Jun is really dead.

Outside the central army's tent, the class levels were naturally divided. Soldiers were wearing military uniforms and steel knives were in front, officials were wearing official uniforms, and officials were behind. Finally, those landlords and squids with no power or duty were lined up and entered the tent in batches according to the levels.

Liu Liwa had a task and could not keep a low profile. He rushed into the tent with tears and burst into tears. Others thought that it was Wen Jun's filial son and virtuous grandson who came to cry. Among them, Mr. Zeng and Brother Chun were also scared, but they did not expect that Liu Liwa had such a deep friendship with Wen Jun.

Moreover, what was even more shocking was that the morale soldier outside the door did not stop him and asked him to enter the tent before a group of senior generals who were on par with Wen Jun.

As soon as Liu Liwa entered the tent, several senior military generals and imperial commissioners were mourning, with sad expressions. The iron men of the military were even more crying and sad, and the scene was so sad.

Although it is a mourning hall, it is not like the ordinary people's homes, including incense, candles, fruits, paper men, paper horses, and golden lacquer coffins. The place is very simple. In front of it, there is a pair of Wen Jun's armor, and there is only a straw mat behind it. On it is a roll of rag wrapped in a human-shaped object. Liu Liwa immediately understood. This means that even though Wen Jun did not die on the field, he eventually wrapped his body in horse leather, which is the destination of a soldier.

Liu Liwa has never been a soldier, but he can still understand the alternative honor represented by the horse corpse. However, what is it? Wen Jun's armor stands like a god of war standing before the "corpse". Anyone who comes here must stop. He worships his armor, which is his lifelong glory.

Liu Liwa pounced on the corpse and burst into tears, heartbreaking. If he cried so heartbrokenly in later generations, his boss would give him at least one thousand rewards. Before Liu Liwa became an agent, he had done this job. At that time, in order to make a living, he knelt down to cry for the dead, sprinkled flowers for the newlyweds, queued up for the patients to register, and bought tickets for the scalpers all night. He was definitely a senior member of society.

Everyone felt uncomfortable when they saw him crying heartbrokenly, especially those soldiers, who felt infinite emotion. One day they were buried in the battlefield, who would cry for them?

The special envoy of the court was a middle-aged man in his forties, with long beards on his face. He looked like a civil servant and asked Wen Jun's deputy general beside him in a low voice, "Do you dare to ask General, who is this person?"

The deputy general was one of the few people who knew about this plan, so he naturally knew Liu Liwa and immediately said, "This person is General Wen's best friend. In his spare time, he ate and lived with my general and had a deep friendship."

The special commissioner nodded, but saw Liu Liwa crying even harder. It was so sincere. In fact, he was crying at the words of the deputy general, eating and living with him, and it sounded like a grammatical affection!

Liu Liwa's cry also made the atmosphere even more sad, adding icing on the cake, making the funeral more realistic.

The imperial commissioner counted Wen Jun's armor in detail his life's achievements and dozens of military achievements. The commissioner gave high praise and awards on behalf of the emperor and the Ministry of War, and recognized him as the General of the Cavalry.

Then, several generals of the same level would burn incense and worship, sprinkle the strong wine on the ground, comforting the heroic spirit.

Next, the funeral began to open to the public. Officials at all levels who had been waiting outside the door for a long time entered the scene one after another. Liu Liwa always lay on the 'corpse', but others could not get close to him. He secretly observed these people, with different expressions and different expressions. Some really admired Wen Jun's achievements and character, bowed to him sincerely and burned incense. Some people just came to make a formality, which was all on the scene. The landlords and squire came with the help of the money, and the minimum number of them was 1,000 taels.

Seeing the silver notes and even more secret coins handed over to the soldiers, Liu Liwa's careful liver was beating. He suspected that Wen Jun was taking the opportunity to make money. No wonder so many leaders had to do a big deal when they encountered a little sesame and green bean. So many subordinates, cooperative units, and regulatory units, who could not express their feelings?

"Ningyuan County Zhao Family, Miss Zhao said!" At this moment, a crisp shout suddenly sounded. There were more than 300 people present today. In addition to the imperial commissioner and a general with a high military rank, Miss Zhao was the first person to enjoy this treatment without an official or a post.

This is a mourning hall. When all the people who come to mourn the house enter the door, the first thing they see is the deceased. Miss Zhao is no exception. She is wearing a white dress and wearing a plain dress. As soon as she enters the door, she glances at the place where the body is placed, and immediately faints.

The bodyguard behind her quickly supported her until she heard the crying sound. The eldest lady woke up and walked straight to the corpse with a panic on her face. Because she had a special identity and was the only woman, no one dared to stop her. She squatted, gritted her teeth, and said fiercely in a voice that no one could hear: "You are sick, that's where the body is released. Why are you lying there motionless? I thought you were dead!"
Chapter completed!