Zheng Xuan is not so easy to persuade, Fei Qian knows this very well.
But no matter what, Zheng Xuan still belongs to the opposition and is not completely a vested interest, so there is still the possibility of persuasion.
Fei Qian felt that Zheng Xuan looked at him as if he was seeing a fool.
Because in a sense, Fei Qian himself is a vested interest. So why can Fei Qian let go of some interests? The reason is very simple, because this is a novel, ahem, this is Fei Qian's own thinking...
Thinking ability is really important.
Zheng Xuan was undoubtedly a thinking person, so after hearing Fei Qian finally talk about his uncle Fei Min, he fell silent.
If Fei Min can become a court admonishment official, he must have some level of Confucian classics. This is in line with Zheng Xuan's status as a "wine maker". Logically speaking, Fei Min's home should have a lot of "wine making utensils".
But Fei Min is still greedily eyeing the property left by Fei Qian's father.
This is human nature, and it is related to knowledge, but it is not related.
On a single individual, the increase in natural knowledge is conducive to the understanding of oneself and the outside world, and one will do things that are in line with social moral standards and permitted by court laws. But if it is considered as a whole, it is not a person.
It is something that cannot be controlled by one person.
Just like in feudal society, in capital society, whether there are kind-hearted feudal landowners or capitalists who care about their employees, there must still be some, but if you look at the class as a whole, you will find these kind-hearted people, but
It is a small white foam in the turbulent blood waves.
The big landlord class is born to devour more land, and the big capitalist class is born to control more capital. This is determined by the class itself. If the big landlord class no longer pursues land, and the big capitalist class is no longer greedy for capital, then
It is equivalent to losing the seat under their buttocks, and they are no longer the big landlord class or the big capitalist class.
For a person, there is still a heart, but for a class, it is just a butt.
Therefore, Zheng Xuan understood what Fei Qian wanted to express. After being silent for a while, he drank tea in silence for a while and then said goodbye to Fei Qian.
Fei Qian nodded slightly, then stood up and sent Zheng Xuan away.
If Pang Degong is the speaker of the Southern Han School, Zheng Xuan is the leader of the Northern School of Han Literature...
Although the metaphor is a bit rough, it is basically the same. After Lu Zhi's death, Zheng Xuan basically became the literati representative of the Han Dynasty in Jizhou and Youzhou. His remarks will naturally become a benchmark for others, so Zheng Xuan was "feiqian" after he was
After being fooled once, he basically stopped going on stage.
For Fei Qian, Zheng Xuan's state is like the author not updating...
Naturally, more effective and transparent communication is needed at this time. Just like Fei Qian clearly told Zheng Xuan what he wants to do now, why he does it, and what impact it will have on future development, although it is not very straightforward.
, but for a smart person like Zheng Xuan, it is almost like making it clear.
Of course, for Zheng Xuan, this attitude is just right, leaving room for each other, but for more ordinary people, it must be more straightforward and clear, instead of being covert and saying "you guess"...
People are afraid because of the unknown.
Just like Fei Qian now, there is actually fear in his heart.
It's not that he's afraid of his own life, but he's afraid of the uncertainty of the future. If the Three Kingdoms in history was a tragedy, Fei Qian can't say that he will turn it into a comedy now, but at least he has to work hard now.
Zheng Xuan used the metaphor of tea and wine. On the one hand, it is because Fei Qian likes to drink tea, which is a well-known thing. On the other hand, it is indeed somewhat similar to the current situation.
Why on earth are scriptures like “wine” hidden in every house?
The most fundamental reason for this incident was not Qin Shihuang's fault?
Burning books to embarrass Confucianism, some of this "embarrassing Confucianism" was a embarrassment for themselves by later Confucianists, but the burning of books was really an order issued by Qin Shihuang. But then again, Confucius also burned books, or was it the practice of later generations?
When compiling, books were often burned at every turn, and this was the case for the entire Siku of Yongle Dadian.
But no matter what, Qin Shihuang's act of burning books caused great damage to the scriptures of hundreds of schools of thought during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. If you write two words or two sentences, you will lose the property and life of the whole family. Who dares to do this?
?Ever since, hiding “wine” has become the first choice for everyone.
Zheng Xuan specifically emphasized that he may not be worried about the next "Qin Shihuang", but he just didn't say it clearly. Regarding this question, Fei Qian did not give Zheng Xuan a direct answer, but said that he had no limited authority, which would naturally lead to unlimited greed.
However, because of previous injuries, you cannot hide the "wine" in fear of being bitten by a snake for ten years. This will instead lead to greater panic and degradation.
Facing it bravely is the best way to solve problems.
Pang Tong walked over from a distance and bowed to Fei Qian.
Fei Qian asked Pang Tong to sit down and asked: "How is the handover of the Yinshan Envoy?" Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and those who used to go to Yinshan to teach had also expired. This time they returned to Chang'an at the end of the year, and the new ones returned to Chang'an at the end of the year.
Another group is about to embark on the journey to Yinshan Mountain.
Pang Tong nodded and said: "It's all ready..."
Fei Qian was silent for a moment, and then said: "There is no greater virtue than enlightenment. In a few days, I will meet you in person to express my reward..."
……()……
Mobei, Yinshan.
As winter approaches, the Southern Huns have basically laid down the pastures, gathered their cattle and sheep, and begun to prepare for the cat winter.
This is the time when children are happiest, because there is no auxiliary work to do, and all that is left is to play.
Children's happiness is very simple. Maybe because of a toy, maybe because of a word, or even a smile or a look, they can have fun for a long time.
No, a group of children were chasing each other and playing roles with a few wooden idols.
"I am a big horse and I run the fastest!" A child held up a horse and ran forward while shouting.
"I am a wolf! I have claws and teeth! I will tear you into pieces!" Another child chased after him with his claws bared.
"I am a Han cavalryman. I have armor and a sword. I can defeat you!" Another child brandished a wooden sword and charged towards the imaginary opponent.
Yu Fuluo listened and watched with a smile at first, but when he got to the back, his expression slowly changed. He pointed at the group of children running under the sunset and asked the guard: "Whose family are they from?"
The guard squinted his eyes to identify it and said: "That's from Zuo Dang's family, well, there are also the right general and Zuo Zhizhuguduhou..."
"Call them over to me!" Yu Fuluo said in a deep voice.
"Uh..." The guard was a little confused. Does this mean he should be called an adult or a child?
Yu Fuluo also realized that his direction was unclear, so he pointed at the children running away and said: "Call those brats over here first!"
Several children stood in front of Yu Fuluo at a loss.
Yu Fuluo winked hard, put on a smile, and said, "What are you playing at?"
"Dear Shanyu, I...we are...playing, playing war..."
Yu Fuluo tried his best to smile kindly: "Okay, then can you tell me how you guys play..."
"I am Da Ma! I like horses!" the smaller child said, holding up a horse doll.
Yu Fuluo nodded, "Yeah, yes, I like horses too!"
Perhaps because he received Yu Fuluo's affirmation, another child also said: "I like wolves, wolves are very united and very powerful!"
Yu Fuluo also nodded, "Well, well, okay, wolves are indeed very powerful... You can also grow as strong as a wolf in the future!" Of course, for the nomads who worship wolves, looking like a wolf Or as strong as a bear, these are basically compliments, not derogatory at all.
Seeing that the first few were encouraged, one of the children dressed as a Han cavalry also took the courage to shout: "I am a Han cavalry. I have sharp swords and guns and hard armor. I can easily defeat ferocious beasts!"
"Oh?" Yu Fuluo waved to the child, "Come on, come on!" Then he grabbed him and said, "Come on, tell me, why don't you choose our own cavalry?"
The sudden change in Yu Fuluo's expression scared the child and he couldn't help but shrink, but his right arm was grabbed by Yu Fuluo again. He was so frightened that he just shrank to the ground, his little face wrinkled into a ball, and he cried out: "Oh... because, Because there is no...no...no..."
"Nothing?" Yu Fuluo asked impatiently.
"Wow, wow..." The child was so frightened that he cried loudly, unable to speak completely.
A slightly older child bravely raised his arm and said: "Chanyu, because of this... we didn't carve our..."
Yu Fuluo looked at it, stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at the child crying on his ground, as well as the other children huddled together fearfully. He saw that most of them were holding a wooden statue or horse in their hands. They look like wolves or soldiers. Of course, you can tell at a glance that they all look like Han soldiers wearing iron armor, and there are no Huns wearing leather robes.
Yu Fuluo let go of his hand and frowned: "Who carved these statues?"
The guard replied: "It's a Han carpenter..."
"..." Yu Fuluo was silent for a moment. Naturally, most of the Han craftsmen carving wooden statues are Han people. This seems to be a natural thing. Moreover, these craftsmen still asked Yu Fuluo's grandfather to tell his grandmother, and finally they were able to get rid of the hussars. General Fei Qian invited him here...
Another key point is that these small gadgets carved by Han craftsmen generally do not charge money and are given away at will. Yu Fuluo also knew this at first, and did not pay much attention to it at first, just like making one or two grass bugs for himself. It was like playing with a child, until my heart suddenly jumped and I felt something was wrong.
"Okay!" Yu Fuluo stretched out his hand to pull up the child on the ground, "Don't cry! Come on, here are those dried meats! Well... you are too timid, haha, if you want to become a warrior, this is terrible No... Come on, take a piece each, and then go play..."
When a group of children saw the dried meat, they naturally stopped crying. Then they doubtfully took the dried meat and stuffed it into their mouths. A happy smile suddenly appeared on their tearful faces...
"Go, go, go play! Don't play too late!" Yu Fuluo waved his hand.
Led by several older children, a group of children thanked Yu Fuluo in unison, sniffed their noses, wiped away their tears, chewed the dried meat in their mouths, and naturally forgot about what they had just done. Behind the head...
Yu Fuluo looked at the children running away, his face becoming more and more serious.
The guard cautiously asked from the side: "Dear Shanyu... Do you still want to call Zuo Xizhu Guduhou and the others?"
"Forget it, no need!" Yu Fuluo pondered for a moment, shook his head, and then walked towards a small hillside behind the camp.
At the bottom of the hillside, there is an arch-like building erected with white bones, and some bone piles of human skulls. On the side of the bone pile, there is a rubble pile made of large and small stones. Behind the rubble pile stands a There is a wooden stake, and some colorless brocade silk fluttering on the wooden stake.
This is the residence of the Southern Huns shaman.
The previous shamans of the Southern Xiongnu had already died in the divisions and disputes. Later, during the battle with the Xianbei people, Fei Qian accidentally killed a Xianbei shaman and obtained a shaman's five-color stick. The special equipment of the staff, Yu Fuluo sighed with emotion when he saw it, so he gave it to Yu Fuluo.
Generally speaking, those who have played games in later generations know that orange rare equipment cannot be used by just pulling in a barbarian. Someone must change jobs and become a shaman, and this shaman cannot be used by just pulling in a barbarian. Cats and dogs can be used. For nomadic tribes, the role of a shaman is not only to dance to the gods during sacrifices, but also to include the daily medical recovery of soldiers, psychological construction, etc., and even strategic planning responsibilities...
However, after Yu Fuluo searched in many places, he actually found a disciple in Meiji who claimed to be a disciple of the shaman back then. He not only knew how to conduct sacrifices, but also knew how to use herbal medicine for healing. Although there was some confusion at the beginning. It was stiff and unnatural, but then he slowly seemed to recall the knowledge of the past, and his actions gradually took on the style of the Southern Huns shaman.
Yu Fuluo was confused and a little embarrassed now, so he walked to the small slope out of habit and expressed that he wanted to see the shaman.
The shaman's disciples quickly came out and led Yu Fuluo into the shaman's tent, which was painted with many unknown patterns.
The tent was dimly lit, and there were many smells of medicinal herbs mixed together. Yu Fuluo couldn't help coughing twice before he got used to it a little. After sitting down, Yu Fulu refused the bowl of soup handed over by the shaman. He directly recounted what he had just encountered, and then asked: "My shaman, is this a bad sign? I wonder if the Han people have done something...but I can't think of it. clear……"
