With the sound of three drums, the auspicious time has come. Marshal Zhao has a simple character. Unlike other people who like to talk about the scene, he directly picked up three sticks of incense and inserted them into the censer to serve the martyrs.

Xie Zhifeng knew Marshal Zhao's temperament well, and he didn't talk much. After he went to the incense with Marshal Zhao, he knelt down in the hall and waited for Marshal Zhao to crown him.

When Marshal Zhao saw that Xie Zhifeng was ready, he took the cap in his hand and gently put it on Xie Zhifeng's head.

To add a crown gift, you have to add a crown three times. The first one is made of black linen, which means that you have the qualification to participate in politics and can shoulder the social responsibility. Marshal Zhao said: "on a lucky day, you can start to wear the crown, abandon your words and become virtuous. "I wish you a long life, but I hope you will enjoy it."

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The third one is the black and red crowns, which means that they can participate in the sacrificial ceremony from now on. Marshal Zhao said: "the order of the year is the order of the month. Salt Garfield. The brothers are here to become Juede. Huang laowujiang is honored by heaven. "

After the three crowns, marshal Zhao's powerful "ceremony" was officially completed.

After the ceremony, Xie Zhifeng could stand up, but he didn't stand up immediately. Instead, he kowtowed to marshal Zhao respectfully and said gratefully, "the boy is young and stupid. Thanks for the Marshal's guidance, he can grow up today. The Marshal's kindness to him is always in his heart."

Xie Zhifeng's words were sincere, and he really appreciated Marshal Zhao.

As a child, he had a hard life. He had never had a full meal at home. He was as thin as a bamboo pole. When he was less than 15 years old, he was forced to fight by his family. What a cruel place the battlefield is. How can he cope with it?

The first time he went to the battlefield, he almost lost his life. When the military doctor was injured, he met Marshal Zhao, who came to comfort the wounded. He didn't know what his bad luck was, so he got into Marshal Zhao's eyes.

From then on, marshal Zhao took him to cultivate him carefully and taught him his skills bit by bit. He basically taught him everything from being a man to dealing with affairs, to martial arts skills, to marching and fighting skills. It can be said that without Marshal Zhao's cultivation, there would be no Xie Zhifeng today.

Although there is no blood relationship between them, marshal Zhao is more competent and more like a father to Xie Zhifeng.

When Marshal Zhao heard Xie Zhifeng's words from the bottom of his heart, he looked at the young man kneeling down in the hall, tall and straight, with a solemn look. His eyes were slightly warm, and his heart was filled with a kind of pride that my family had just grown up.

Not only Xie Zhifeng remembers what happened before, but Marshal Zhao also remembers what happened before. He remembers that when he first met Xie Zhifeng, he had very little flesh. He ran as soon as the wind blew, and he acted with great care, which made people feel sad. How could he be so stupid as he said?

Marshal Zhao has made great contributions to Xie Zhifeng's success. He is both proud and gratified.

"Come on, get up quickly. What's the point of being a man?" Marshal Zhao reached out to help Xie Zhifeng.

Xie Zhifeng didn't stand up, but continued to kneel and say, "my father is not here. Can you ask the marshal to give me a word?"