The matter of indoctrination of barbarians was finally put on the practical agenda. In the past two days, Fei Qian was basically busy handling the accumulated official duties. After finally coming to an end, he came to Shoushan School. Palace place.
The scale of the Academy is getting larger and larger now, and more and more people are benefiting from it, forming a complete ecological chain, just like the restaurants and shops near the university towns in later generations. As long as there are places where people gather, there will be Bring a lot of business.
These ordinary people work from dawn to dusk to earn a living to support their families, or to make a fortune, but the numerous students at Shouyama Academy above Momoyama only want to earn an official position and a high profile.
Individual desires are different, but this Taoshan has become a place where desires gather. What is hidden under the fragrance of books and ink is still the human nature rolling in the world of mortals, and these human natures have brought some troubles to Fei Qian.
"...Zi Yuan, come here, try this peach blossom tea soup..."
Cai Yong pointed to the tea soup on the table with a smile, and looked at Fei Qian with a smile. Cai Yong has become more and more active during this period, his face is shiny and rosy, and he is no worse than young people.
Between the master and the apprentice, sometimes the master is proud of the apprentice, and sometimes the apprentice is proud of the master. But after all, in this period of the Han Dynasty, the relationship between master and apprentice was sometimes better than that between father and son.
Cai Yong is indeed a bit leisurely, and you can see it from this tea soup. Although the tea soup of the Han Dynasty has always been the birthplace of dark cuisine, what the hell is this peach blossom tea soup?
"...I saw that the peach blossoms were extraordinarily beautiful this year, so I took the peach blossoms from the third day of March to midnight, removed the calyx stems, tanned them, dried them in the sun, sealed them and stored them in cellars..." Cai Yong introduced enthusiastically, while talking about the peach blossoms. While stroking his beard, he looked a little proud, "...When cooking, in addition to the refined tea, only a little green salt is added to enhance its flavor, a little black plum to enhance its flavor, and a little dried ginger to remove the dampness and coldness... Ziyuan, you can try it and see..."
Well.
All right.
Fei Qian reluctantly picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Well, in fact, compared with traditional Chinese medicine, this tea soup is not bad to drink...
In fact, Qifei Qian's tea soup is gradually becoming popular in Pingyang City.
What is good at the top will be bad at the bottom.
It is precisely because Fei Qian basically asked the attendants to cook some tea soup at the Yizheng Hall, so everyone basically knew that Fei Qian preferred to drink this kind of tea soup, and they gradually followed suit. Even Fei Qian The method of letting people wrap tea bricks with Gebu and cook it to reduce some impurities in the tea soup was also learned from the past.
It's just that the tea soup is extremely bitter, so it's better to add some honey, some green onions, ginger, and other miscellaneous things to suit the appetite of the Han Dynasty people. Therefore, the habit of making tea soup spread around Pingyang. Cai Naturally, there is no need to follow new trends here.
So this peach blossom tea soup is naturally rich in flavor.
"...Okay, good tea!" Fei Qian gulped, swallowed the tea soup, and then said.
Cai Yong laughed and said: "... Well, I think Zi Yuan must also like it... Someone, go and get a jar of peach blossoms that I have sealed behind the hall for Zi Yuan!"
"Uh...this...student is being disrespectful..." Fei Qian knew in his heart that refusing was useless and would probably make Cai Yong unhappy, so he accepted it without any polite words.
Is this jar of peach blossoms valuable? It's not very valuable, but it's not valuable. After all, it came from Cai Yong's house. No matter how much people want to spend, they can't get it.
What's more, old people are like this. Later generations of Fei Qian's parents, every time Fei Qian wanted to say goodbye, they would always touch a little here and tidy up a few things there, always asking Fei Qian to carry these things with both hands. It seemed like this
Only then can you feel at ease.
Although Cai Yong is not Fei Qian's parent, the friendship is basically the same, so Fei Qian cannot refuse.
Cai Yong smiled and saw Fei Qian's bodyguard going down with the peach blossom jar, then he stroked his beard and said slowly: "...Zi Yuan, what I mentioned before is that the Confucian scholar should go to Hu Di to teach...
There are some difficulties..."
Fei Qian knew that this matter was not so easy to say, and it was very difficult to actually put it into practice.
It's like later generations have been emphasizing support for the frontier, and then proposed various preferential conditions, and even advertised state officials as rewards, but still few people care about it. The reason is very simple. After all, the living conditions and environment are too different.
Not everyone can bear this hardship.
"The education of the barbarians must be carried out..." Fei Qian pondered for a moment and said, "...This policy was already discussed and decided at the time of Luoyang, how could it be abandoned halfway? The master has a good heart, is this... an evil person?
Let someone do it..."
Cai Yong opened his eyes and said seriously: "This is a good deed, how can it be forced? Moreover, if it is forced, it will not be done with all the heart. If there is resentment, it will inevitably be a little...somewhat unsightly..."
The words used by Cai Yong are relatively light. In fact, if some special circumstances really happen, so-called "traitors" will appear...
Among them is the famous traitor of the Han Dynasty, Bank of China said.
Bank of China said that he was a great eunuch during the period of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty. It is unknown whether he was favored or not at that time, but the Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty at that time sent him to escort the princess to the Huns for marriage. It is said that this is a glorious political task, and most people who are not qualified have to do it.
I was asked to do such an errand. However, the Bank of China said that I personally did not want to go to the desolate Xiongnu territory, so I found an excuse to decline.
However, Emperor Wenwen of the Han Dynasty believed that Zhongxing was from Yan and grew up in Shuofang, so he should be more familiar with the situation of the Huns than other people. He was originally sent to spy on the Xiongnu and collect intelligence, so it was more appropriate for Zhongxing to say so. The results show that
BOC said he was so stubborn, and Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty also lost his temper. He refused to change people and insisted on making this trip. BOC said that his arm could not twist his thigh, so he had to set off in frustration.
Perhaps for this reason, or perhaps for other reasons, Zhongxing said that as soon as he arrived at the Xiongnu, he surrendered to the old Chanyu, became a close confidant of the Chanyu, and began to target the Han Dynasty.
First, the actual situation of trade between the Han Dynasty and the Xiongnu was told to the Chanyu, and even like the Xiongnu Chanyu, he was asked to take the lead in giving up the demand for the exquisite services and food of the Han Dynasty, and instead used the original nomadic people's food.
Felt cloth and rough food caused the little trade gap that the Han Dynasty had finally cultivated, and then it went to waste.
Later, another envoy from the Han Dynasty prepared to reprimand the Bank of China. At first, he even thought that he could win and humiliate the Bank of China. However, he did not expect that he was refuted by the Bank of China and was speechless.
I have to admit that Bank of China was very familiar with the Han Dynasty at that time, and the accusations it pointed out under the "state of etiquette and righteousness" were extremely sharp. Even some of Bank of China's theories were still used by the famous youth digital movement in later generations.
Someone grandly took it out again and framed it.
However, the Bank of China said that he disappeared from the history books, so no one knows what his fate was. However, according to Fei Qian's personal guess, the knight-errant culture in the Han Dynasty was extremely serious, and the Bank of China said that it is very likely that he died as a knight-errant in the end.
It's just that the ranger may have died on the spot, so it's unknown.
People need to go, but they cannot be forced to go. Otherwise, it will be difficult for things like human nature to withstand any test. Just like the later generations talk about doctrine every day, there are still not a large number of people who are corrupt or corrupt.
Surrender in the face of torture and become a lackey of a hostile force?
"Master's intention...disciple also knows, don't worry..." Fei Qiangong cupped his hands and said, "...then I still need to bother the master to help..."
"If this thing can be accomplished, it will be a great achievement. I should do my best. I just don't know how Ziyuan wants to do it?" Cai Yong was a little confused.
Fei Qian smiled and said: "I still need to make some preparations. Master, you might as well wait for two days and then you will know..."
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The years are quiet and peaceful.
This is almost every time Fei Qian sees Cai Yan, he feels in his heart.
"...The Shujie passed away in the distance, and the stability came for a period of time. The long road was continuous, and the distant water flowed back to the river. After crossing the Niyang, the sun died, and I was sad that the ancestral temple was not repaired. I released the remaining horses in Pengyang
Come, let's forget about the festival and think about ourselves. The sun is dark and it is approaching dusk, and the cows and sheep are coming down. The sadness of the vast space and resentment is here, and the lamentation of the poet is..."
Fei Qian listened quietly, listening to Cai Yan's voice, although not very young, but still ups and downs in the forest corridor, vividly expressing this slightly sad poem.
"..." Cai Yan noticed something strange, so he stopped, then turned his head and saw Fei Qian, and couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah", and then said, "... When did junior brother come?"
"I just came here not long ago." Fei Qian cupped his hands and said, "What, why is Senior Sister reading and reciting this poem? But what insights can't be gained?"
Cai Yan was stunned for a moment, then put down the book in his hand, lowered his head and said: "...It's nothing, just read casually..."
Just read it?
Fei Qian didn't believe it, but he didn't continue to inquire. Instead, he nodded and said: "Senior sister's place is better, it's clean... I've been mentally exhausted these past two days with writing documents, approving and writing, and my wrists are so sore... Senior sister doesn't know that outside the political affairs office
Those officials wanted to thrust the wooden slips of running script under my nose so that I could be the first to read..."
Seeing what Fei Qian said was interesting, Cai Yan pursed his lips and smiled, put down the book in his hand, and asked the maid on the side to prepare the tea.
"...Alas, alas," Fei Qian quickly stretched out his hand and said, "...I was just in the front hall, and I drank a lot of tea soup with the master... Uh... In this way, I just want to drink a little bit more, a little bit...
"
While watching the maid cooking tea soup, Cai Yan asked: "Why did you come to see your father this time?"
"It's nothing..." Fei Qian subconsciously wanted to deny it, but was quickly defeated by Cai Yan's clear eyes. He moved to the pavilion, sat down and said slowly, "... I was there before.
When I was in Luoyang, I discussed with my master the sinicization of the Hu people, and this time it was just the right time..."
The Sinicization of the Hu people is not a big secret. In a few days, Fei Qian will start recruiting these Confucian disciples who are willing to teach the Hu people on a large scale, so he will let Cai Yan know about it sooner or later.
Not a problem.
"Educate the barbarians?" Cai Yan frowned slightly, forming a thin line between his eyebrows, "...the barbarians...I remember someone proposed it during the reign of Emperor Wen, but later..."
Cai Yan glanced at Fei Qian and stopped talking.
Anyone can roughly guess what happened next. After all, if Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty had succeeded in educating the barbarians, nothing would have happened to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
But now, for Fei Qian, it is a new challenge.
"... Hu people are cruel in nature and have different cultural and social skills. It is not easy to educate them. Junior brother, you have to think carefully..." Cai Yan took the tea bowl brought by the maid, then raised his chin and motioned for Fei Qian to drink.
Tea, while saying, "...If you succeed, you will have little effect; if you fail, you will become a laughing stock...Junior brother, you need to think about it..."
"..." Fei Qian silently took the tea soup and took a sip.
Uh, why does it still smell like this?
"...This...is this peach blossom tea?" Fei Qian couldn't help but ask. How come both father and daughter have fallen in love with peach blossom tea recently? Although the production of this is more refined than Cai Yong's, the taste is still the same.
But it's still pretty good.
Cai Yan smiled and said: "Yes... Oh, I must have drank it at my father's place... When spring comes here, the mountains are full of peach blossoms. It would be a pity to let them fall into dust and turn into mud... Junior Brother, you know
, I have more free time on weekdays, so I collected some peach blossoms to make tea with the maids, but it has a different flavor..."
Cai Yan suddenly seemed to remember something, and then felt slightly embarrassed. He lowered his head, raised his sleeves and hid his face as if drinking tea.
Fei Qian was holding the tea bowl, and had been thinking about this enlightenment in his mind, so he didn't notice the slight difference in Cai Yan, "...it's also a matter of time. During the time of Emperor Wen, the Huns were tyrannical, but now the Huns have been divided into the north and the south, and This time it was also Yu Fuluo, the Chanyu of the Southern Xiongnu, who asked for some Confucian disciples to teach and teach scriptures. It was just the right time to promote enlightenment. If we miss this opportunity and wait until the next time, we don’t know when it will be available..."
Fei Qian sighed and said: "...Education is a matter of benefit to the future. I think that although this matter is difficult, someone must do it after all..."
Fei Qian doesn't know it's not easy. There is probably nothing more difficult in the world than changing a person's mind, but at least Fei Qian is ahead of the Han Dynasty's more than a thousand years of accumulation of thinking and the massive information reserves of later generations. Compared with the Han Dynasty, or some Chinese people from the Han Dynasty onwards, they are clearer.
Cai Yan looked at Fei Qian, pondered for a moment, smiled as brightly as a peach blossom, signaled the maid to add more tea soup to Fei Qian, then raised the tea bowl and said with a bit of heroism: "...That's it, senior sister. With this tea, I wish my junior brother success!"
