It gets dark and then gradually gets brighter, and then gradually goes to dark again. The will of nature has never been affected by someone's thoughts, just like a common saying in later generations, this earth will continue to turn around no matter who leaves it.
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This is the Heroes' Temple built by Fei Qian in Pingyang. It has a white stone base and a black stone stele. It is solemn and solemn. To the north of the main stele without words, there is a black stone wall like a screen. On the wall, some words are carved
, some are names, and some are just numbers, which represent that these people have been here before and have contributed...
The person presiding over the sacrifice was a doctor from Moriyama Academy. He stood in front of the wordless stone tablet and used an old and generous voice to shout out the poem that was recited during every sacrifice:
"If there is life, there must be death! Death must be premature! It is not dictated by fate!"
"We were the same people last night! Today we are in Guilu..."
The old voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, and it had the heroic spirit of a Northland man.
Everyone thought this poem was written by General Zhengxi, but in fact it was not. It was just that General Zhengxi felt that it was somewhat relevant, so he wrote it. It spread inadvertently and became the opening elegy for every sacrifice.
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Later, General Fei Qian of Zhengxi became thick-skinned, so he pinched his nose and thought it was written by himself. Anyway, no one could jump out and cause trouble for him. Besides, so-and-so's literary talent was also good, so he couldn't do it.
Well, I’m not sure if I can write anything different.
Under the stone tablet, there are students from Shoushan Academy and some officials from Pingyang, all wearing green or white cloth, standing solemnly. At the front are several women and children wearing linen and wearing mourning, kneeling down holding spiritual tablets.
On the ground, whining softly.
During the Yinshan Xiongnu rebellion this time, the casualties among the soldiers were not very large, but the teaching assistants who were originally near the Yinshan Mountain were implicated a lot and died in the rebellion. Naturally, this sacrifice is mainly for these unfortunate deaths.
Set up by Jiao Hua Shu Zuo.
Mountain mist blew by, long flags fluttered, as if the wind was also whimpering.
Mr. Shui Jing and Sima Erlang were standing at the back, mixed in with the crowd watching the ceremony.
"This..." Sima Hui closed his eyes and whispered, "This elegy seems to have a rich and free-spirited flavor..."
Sima Yi stood aside respectfully and murmured in a low voice: "...The words are simple and straightforward, and there is no allusion or meaning, haha..." Sima Yi curled the corner of his mouth, "It's like the song of Chu and Shu...
"Han people still prefer the prosperous and gorgeous articles of Han Fu, especially those from aristocratic families like Sima.
Sima Hui opened his eyes and glanced at Sima Yi, then slowly shook his head, closed his eyes again, and said softly: "Erlang, don't lose your sense of proportion... Such words are just the ingenuity of Zheng Xi's thoughts..."
"?" Sima Yi was a little puzzled at first, but he soon figured it out. He sighed lowly and answered, "My uncle taught me the lesson. So, if you apply it here... it's the right thing to do.
It’s really exquisite…”
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Four hundred miles northwest of Wuwei City, there is a Qiang camp.
The wind in the grassland roared by, carrying flags flying to the left and right of the tent.
Xian Ling? In fact, it should be read as "Xian Ling" in the city. However, when it was first recorded, I don't know whether it was because of the person who recorded it or there was a problem in the translation, so it was later called "Xian Ling".
The Xianling Qiang people were extremely powerful, and they could be said to have been entangled with the Han Dynasty for three to four hundred years. In the beginning, the Xianling Qiang people herded the areas downstream from Huangshui River to Zhuanglang River, and there was a period of peace and harmony with them.
Later, they colluded with the Xiongnu and attacked Lingju, Angu and other Han lands.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty naturally couldn't bear it and immediately sent a partial army to attack the Huns in the second year. After all, the main targets of the war at that time were the Huns. As a result, the Han family's partial army attacked the Qiang in the Western Regions. The first Ling Qiang could not withstand a single round and retreated.
They went to places such as Yanchi in the West Sea. As a result, Xianling Qiang expressed their willingness to return to Huangshui and other places without farmland to graze their cattle in the name of not forgetting their homeland, trying to hold the Han Emperor Wu in his lap and let them go...
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty said what he was doing. He liked to play, not roll around. He stood up and put on his belt, and didn't want to pay attention to Xian Lingqiang.
So the Xianling Qiang had a lot of resentment, and soon they were entangled endlessly with the Han. Until the period of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, the Xianling Qiang also gathered other Qiang, united in rebellion, occupied Longyou, and attacked
Sansuke.
It was precisely because of the latest rebellion of the Xianling Qiang that Dong Zhuo officially entered the stage of the Han Dynasty.
Although the Xianling Qiang suffered a defeat some time ago and their strength is not as good as before, but that is still compared with the big men. Compared with those small Qiang tribes such as the White Horse Qiang, Yak Qiang, etc., of course they are still considered to be behemoths.
Thousands of people gathered in one place, together with cattle, horses and livestock. This level of gathering could already be compared to an ordinary medium-sized town at this point in the Han Dynasty. It would naturally form an independent and special ecological circle, such as the outermost
They are often responsible for the realm and grazing, and the closer they are to the Xianling Qiang head tent, the higher their status...
At this moment, Quinma Xiangli, the leader of the Xianling Qiang people, was holding a bowl of horse milk tea, sitting on a tiger skin and watching two people wrestling not far away in front of him.
The tribe is large, and naturally there are many things to do. The Qiang people do not have a system of administrative affairs like the Han people. Most of them report verbally and then deal with them directly, so from time to time, there will be Quinoa's lieutenants or confidants walking by.
He came over and whispered something into Quinoa Xiangli's ear, and then with Quinoa Xiangli's few words, he retreated to deal with the affairs.
The two men fighting in the open space both looked tall, but one of them was a Qiang man, while the other was wearing Hanfu. Neither of them wore armor, and they were both bare-handed.
It's just a gladiatorial fight, not a fight to the death.
The Qiang man was strong and burly, with muscles in his arms, but he was obviously no match for the Han people. Although the Qiang man was strong, he suffered a disadvantage because of this. The Han people took advantage of their strength and let out a cry.
He fell face down on the ground. Although it was grass, he fell hard after all. When he turned over, he didn't know whether he had scratched his face or touched his nose, which was all bloody.
The Qiang man had a brave character and didn't care about the blood on his face at all. He roared and seemed to be fierce, and he was about to rush forward again with a touch of his hand. Quinoa was sitting there, but he put down the tea bowl, which was very calm.
Said: "Rizha, you lose, please replace."
"I come!"
Another Qiang man who was watching from the outside of the circle dropped his weapon, took off his armor, struck each other twice with his fists and palms, and then walked in a circle with the Han man in the center. The new Qiang man who came on the scene consciously took on the responsibility
In order to gain honor and see the Han people's abilities, they did not dare to rush forward rashly. Instead, they carefully circled around, looking for flaws, hoping that the Han people could win in one fell swoop after spending a lot of energy in the previous fights.
However, the Han people showed great momentum and took the initiative to approach several times, but the new Qiang people avoided it, which caused a burst of cheers from the surrounding Qiang people. Although some of them were cheering, most of them also disliked the new people.
The Qiang man's evasive behavior.
Perhaps because of the pressure from the shouting outside the stadium, or maybe they really found the Han people's flaw, the Qiang people rushed forward, but the Han people took the opportunity to grab the arm, and with a strong foot, they threw the Qiang people to the ground...
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The Qiang people who were watching shouted loudly, making jokes, compliments, and other things.
"Okay!" Quinoa applauded, "If you win three battles in a row, you can be considered a warrior! Come here and give me some wine!"
Immediately, one of Quinoa's guards took off a cowhide bag filled with kumiss from his body and threw it to the Han people.
The Han people were not polite, stretched out their hands to grab it, pulled out the stopper and drank half of it in one breath. Then they held up the cowhide bag to express their thanks to the quinoa man, turned to the Qiang man who had just been beaten with blood on his face, and took the cowhide bag.
He threw it over and said, "Here, let me buy you a drink!"
The Qiang man with a bloody face laughed loudly and pulled out the stopper. He took a long breath without caring that the blood was still wet, and then stepped forward and pulled the Han man: "You treat me to wine, and I'll treat you to meat!"
Walk!"
The Han man gestured to Ma Chao, who was next to Quinoa. Ma Chao nodded, and the Han man followed the Qiang man and walked away with a smile. Two more people in the small circle jumped up and started fighting hand in hand.
It's just that this time both of them are Qiang people...
"Commander Ma..." Qinmai looked at the retreating figures of the Han people and said with a smile, "You have good men..."
Ma Chao laughed and said: "I can do well with just these few people. How can I be like a general? All my subordinates are warriors!"
The two of them smiled in unison.
After a while, Quinoa went to Li and said slowly: "Commander Ma, what do you think of the Zhengxi Army in Sanfu now? How good is its combat capability? It is said that Commander Ma also fought against that Zhengxi Army?"
"Of course the combat power is still good... It's not wrong to say it's my shame... It's just that I had few people at the time, white horses, green clothes, and yaks... I won't say it, it sounds like I'm making excuses...
Ma Chao said with a smile, seemingly not hiding anything at all, "But that army that conquers the West also has a big flaw..."
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On the outskirts of Pingyang, the memorial service for those who died in Yinshan Mountain has come to an end.
Sima Hui quietly looked at the people who were worshiping the heroes, and after a while he slowly said: "This is Muye... Zhengxi is so smart..."
Paying homage to the soldiers can boost their morale and encourage them to move forward bravely while on the battlefield, while paying homage to the scribes can stimulate more people to invest in the project of civilizing the barbarians, and perhaps after a while
In two generations, these Huns who received Chinese education may have completely transformed into part of the Han people.
The governor of the county is the emperor's herder. What is "herder" means that the people at the grassroots level are like cattle and sheep. They are easily attracted by some things, and then bleat and gather somewhere. Even if they are dragged
When he came out to slaughter, he still looked at the grass in front of him and forgot about the fur and meat on his body.
But among this flock of sheep, there are also some unique loners.
For example, Sima Hui.
Sima Hui was sincerely praising Fei Qian and thought Fei Qian's skills were beautiful, but that didn't mean that Sima Hui was willing to follow Fei Qian's whip.
In the past period of time, Sima Hui also traveled north and south. After all, protected by the aura of celebrities, the various princes fighting in the Central Plains would not go out of their way to embarrass Sima Yi, so Sima Hui actually saw the cover-up of the Shandong nobles.
Under the banner of the so-called King Qin, he was ready to move, and he saw the control of the Han Dynasty disintegrating in the process.
From north to south, princes, large and small, are engaged in large and small games and conflicts openly and secretly. The nobles and nobles from all over the country are also in this process, either waiting and watching, or betting, or taking action.
They were forced to take sides in desperation, but there were also those who stood in the wrong place and stepped directly into the gate of hell...
Hanoi is generally lucky. Except for the initial surprise attack on Hanoi by Dong Zhuo, it has basically stabilized now. Production and life have generally returned to the same state as before. However, the only unstable factor at the moment is
Fei Qian, the general who conquered the West.
When the two armies are fighting, not only the soldiers of the two sides are fighting, but the cities and villages where the two armies are fighting will also be implicated, leading to the destruction of families and the death of people, and it is common for the entire city and village to turn into a ghostland. If Fei Qian and Yuan Shao one day take action
Once the war came, Hanoi became the front line.
By that time, even if the Sima family is capable, has outstanding vision, and stands on the side of the winner first, can it completely avoid the madness of the loser's death struggle? After a great war, a family with hundreds of years of heritage will be swallowed up.
Isn’t it common for families, or several families, to exist?
This is the complex reality that the Sima family must face.
The Sima family can naturally see clearly what kind of strength Yuan Shao has, but the Sima family can also see what kind of ambition Yuan Shao has. Apart from anything else, Yuan Shao's previous behavior of proposing Liu Yu as emperor made Sima
Fang and Sima Hui were very dissatisfied. Sima Fang had an upright personality. Even when talking to his son at home, he was extremely serious and always paid attention to etiquette. Naturally, he was very disgusted with Yuan Shao's behavior that violated etiquette, so he was not willing to go there at all.
Serve Yuan Shao.
Therefore, investigating Fei Qian's strength and deducing the subsequent changes have become a more urgent matter for Sima Hui and even the entire Sima family. As for the competition between modern and ancient texts, there is also a fight for lives. If even lives are lost,
If it’s gone, then what’s the point of fighting?
The mountain mist blew by, and the long flags on the altar fluttered.
Sima Hui looked up, squinted his eyes, and seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he said: "Erlang, tomorrow you go to visit General Zhengxi... You need to be more respectful and don't make any mistakes again..."
"Uncle?" Sima Yi said with some confusion, "Why is this so? Speaking of which, my uncle is still kind to him... How could he be famous in Hanoi if he hadn't been given his name by his uncle and strengthened his reputation?"
Sima Hui shook his head and said, "Has Erlang ever heard of this name in Pingyang in the past two days?"
"This..." Sima Yi was dumbfounded. In Pingyang, he was more likely to talk about General Zhengxi. Why would anyone call Fei Qian "Yinkun"...
Mr. Shui Jing looked at the long flags that were swaying in the distance, as if they were about to fly away in the wind, and said slowly: "Hidden in the abyss, it is necessary to become famous. Now it has risen suddenly, its wings are shaking with the wind and thunder.
, why should we care about some floating clouds?"
Hearing this, Sima Yi couldn't help but remain silent. Following Sima Hui's gaze, he also turned to the altar in the distance. His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking...
