Five miles north of Zhuyang City, there is a low hill on the side of Danshui. On the hill, there is a piece of flat land. In the middle of the flat land are a few broken eaves and broken walls, scattered tiles and broken masonry.
The rotten wooden piles showed a charred black color, and the khaki wall embryo was almost integrated with the ground. There were some thatch roots exposed on it, which seemed to be narrating the experiences of that year.
Cao Ren looked around, not sure why General Fei Qian summoned him at such a place.
Show off your power?
Obviously not.
Cao Ren walked all the way. Although there were fierce hussar guards on the left and right, guarding the circle of curtains on the top of the mountain, they did not make any threatening or intimidating actions like Cao Ren. Even if they were searched, they should be inspected.
He had the intention, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary or make Cao Ren feel uncomfortable.
So, what exactly does Qiusi want to do?
Cao Ren raised his head, looking proud and determined to never give up easily.
"I've seen the Cavalry General."
Although Cao Ren did have the idea of doing a five-step warrior's bravery at that moment after seeing the hussar general Fei Qian, but after seeing Xu Chu standing behind Fei Qian, Cao Ren blinked
He blinked, completely submerging this dangerous thought in the bottom of his eyes.
"Sit." Fei Qian said calmly and motioned to the seat next to him.
Cao Ren nodded and thanked him, then walked aside and sat down.
The peace talks did not go well at the beginning.
This is also a reasonable thing, but Fei Qian doesn't want to spend too much time on this aspect now. The main reason is that Fei Qian has discovered the clues of the plague, which has appeared in the camp.
Some soldiers suffered from diarrhea...
Although it may be a common cold caused by a sudden rain some time ago, rapid changes in cold and heat, or common diarrhea caused by drinking and eating unclean food, Fei Qian did not want to continue taking risks. In the Han Dynasty
, stay in the epidemic area as little as possible. Even if Fei Qian knows and arranges relevant defense measures, it is still difficult to guarantee that he will be immune to this invisible and intangible "enemy".
Just like Mizhouro, it is said in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms that he was angered to death by Zhuge Liang, but in fact, the American wolf sought his own death. After the Battle of Chibi, he went deep into the southern county of Jingzhou to fight, and soon died of a serious illness...
Of course, half of the deaths of American wolves in history were attributed to Cao Ren. In history, it was Cao Ren who directed the defensive battle after the defeat of Cao's army in Chibi and resisted the American wolves.
Fei Qian knew Cao Cao's temper well, so he also knew that peace talks would not be easy. Therefore, after Zhuge Liang initially contacted Cao Ren, he was ready to send Cao Ren back directly. After all, Cao Ren could not make the final decision on many things, so he could only let Cao Cao come to negotiate.
And if you want to "please" Cao Cao, you must give something...
After Fei Qian exchanged a few pleasantries, he pointed not far ahead, "Does Zixiao know where this is?"
Cao Ren turned his head and looked at the ruins outside the curtain. He really couldn't find anything that showed its characteristics. In the end, he could only shake his head, "Ren doesn't know."
"This is a rural school." Fei Qian said with a faint smile, "Zhuyang Township School was built by Zhang Hejian."
Cao Ren:『o_O?』Obviously Cao Ren is not familiar with Zhang Hejian mentioned by Fei Qian.
"Zhang Pingzi, Zhang Hejian, Shangshu Ling." Fei Qian chuckled, pointed to a corner of the ruins, and said, "There are broken monuments and clouds under it. Zhang Hejian felt that it was not easy for Zhuyang students to study, so he donated
With twenty loads of silk and one hundred stones of grain, we built this rural school together with the Nanyang squire..."
Cao Ren looked back again.
"According to the inscription... it was built in the fourth year of Yongjian's reign and took five years to complete..." Fei Qian's tone was unhurried, as if he was acting as a tour guide for Cao Ren, "It's impossible to know the grandeur of the past.
But does Zixiao know when his destructive desires will happen?"
Cao Ren guessed, "The time of the Yellow Turban?"
After all, the Yellow Turban Rebellion swept through the Han Dynasty at that time. In the countryside, such as this rural school outside Zhuyang, there were no soldiers to protect it, so it was natural that there were many damages.
Fei Qian smiled and shook his head and said, "No, it was before the Yellow Turban... At that time, Empress Dowager Dong's sister Zhang was the governor of Nanyang. She said that there were many demons in the rural schools here to deceive the public, so they sent county soldiers to demolish and burn them...
...The former one took five years to build, and the latter one was destroyed in one night... Haha..."
Cao Ren was silent and unable to answer.
Cao Ren's strong point was originally not Cao Ren's strong point. Now that he encountered Fei Qian's words, it was impossible for Zhuge Liang or anyone else who was good at Confucian classics to figure out the profound meaning contained in Fei Qian's words.
, I can only write down as much as possible, and then report it to Cao Cao later...
Fei Qian looked at Cao Ren and knew that it was difficult for him to immediately understand the meaning of Zhuyang Township School, so he smiled and continued: "I also heard that my son was a filial piety and read poetry and books, but I have a question, in this world,
Which is light and which is heavy?"
Cao Ren raised his eyebrows. Although he knew what the answer should be, he felt that if he said it, Fei Qian would definitely catch him, so he simply remained silent in response.
"Jie and Zhou lost the world and their people. Those who lost their people also lost their hearts. If you gain the world with a way and win its people, you will win the world. If you win the people with a way and win their hearts, you will win the people."
You have a way to find his heart, gather with him what you want, and don't do anything to him, you..." Fei Qian said slowly, then pointed at the dilapidated rural school nearby, and then pointed at the desolate fields around him, and continued
Said, "In the past, there were thirty-seven counties in Nanyang, with more than 528,000 households and nearly 2.44 million people. Even if we strictly follow the Han law, there are only thirty counties in Nanyang.
, you can also earn three million dan per year!"
Even though Cao Ren was not interested in other numbers, as a general who commanded the army, he was naturally very sensitive to the amount of food and grass. When Fei Qian said three million dan, Cao Ren subconsciously thought about what would happen if his soldiers had
For three million stones, you can eat for as long as you want...
However, this is only land rent, there are other tax items.
"Oral gifts, money counting, and military service. With these three items, Nanyang alone can earn a combined annual income of thirty million yuan!" Fei Qian looked at Cao Ren and said, "You might as well think about it, Zixiao. With thirty million yuan, you can get the armor."
Geometry, how many soldiers?"
Cao Ren's eyes couldn't help but move from side to side, obviously calculating how many soldiers and armor he would have if he spent the thirty million dollars on military expansion...
Of course, these land rents and taxes were all items explicitly stipulated by the Han Dynasty. When collecting taxes locally, some temporary "guiding opinions" and "temporary regulations" with local legal effects were often added.
"Management measures" and so on to increase additional income.
For example, Han Zhao, the prefect of Nanyang during the period of Emperor Zhi, amassed more than 150 million yuan during his tenure. Zhang Zhong, a relative of the Han Ling Emperor and the Empress Dowager Dong, even corrupted hundreds of millions when he was the prefect...
"It's just..." Fei Qian sighed lowly and said, "Excuse me, Zixiao, what is the population and taxation of Nanyang now?"
Cao Ren obviously couldn't answer, "This..."
"In this way, the people of this imperial country work hard year after year. At the end of the year, they have no food to eat! They live in simple clothes and have unkempt hair and rickets. All they want is a day's meal and a winter's needs.
Live a stable life, entertain grandchildren, and enjoy a long life, but it is still unattainable!"
"The people of Jingzhou and the people of Nanyang have never failed the Han Dynasty! I would like to ask you, Zixiao, but now, has the Han Dynasty ever been able to live up to the people of this place?!"
Cao Ren was stunned, as if he felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what to say.
Fei Qian's momentum continued to rise, and his voice was loud and loud, resounding all around, "If someone doesn't send troops to Wuguan to lead the people of Jingzhou and Nanyang to avoid the fire of war, avoid the disaster of soldiers, escape in vain, and avoid harm, how can the people of this place not be harmed?"
How to live? How to survive?! In the city of Fan, how many people are wailing under the rubble and bricks? How many people are there to die in the grass and wilderness beside the Dan River? 』
Cao Ren opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say something, but before Cao Ren could organize his words, Fei Qian's next wave came again...
"When the people of Jingzhou arrived in the middle of the pass, someone borrowed plows and oxen from their fields to help them cultivate and stabilize their land. However, what happened to the people of this imperial hometown when they fell into your hands? They whipped them for labor, filled the ravines, and plundered them.
Their wealth kills their lives!"
"Before you arrived here, the people of Jingzhou were walking slowly, busy and not chaotic. Although the road was long, they were not bitter. The old and young were brought together, and their hearts were at ease. However, you came rushing here, and the emperor's hometown
People then run in panic, flee in despair, cry out in sorrow, their flesh and blood are separated, their hearts and livers are broken, and life and death are separated! Why?!"
"I have been favored by the emperor and served as a hussar. I protect the country above and the people below! I didn't want to pay attention to your grudges with Liu Jingzhou, but you have suffered the people of Jingzhou! How innocent the people of Jingzhou are! It's hard for me to just sit back and watch."
, then ordered the gates to be opened and closed, and the refugees to be admitted. Who would have thought that Cao Zilian suspected a neighbor of stealing an ax, and attacked violently! Since then, everything has changed until now..."
"I don't want to protect the city or the land in Jingzhou, but I want to protect each household and people in Jingzhou!"
"God has the virtue of good life, so I seek peace talks first to eliminate misunderstandings. If I think that I am weak and can be bullied, I will make things difficult... Haha, I am also willing to discuss the merits with Brother Meng De in front of the emperor!"
Although it is said that most countries have no friendship but only interests, but just like a beautiful country saying nice words, sometimes this kind of justice is quite useful. At least at the moment, Cao Ren was speechless and could only be obedient.
Then retreated and turned around to bring Fei Qian's meaning to Cao Cao...
And it needs to be faster. After all, the hussar general has already said that if the decision cannot be made within ten days, the war will start again!
……(╯°□°)╯︵┻━┻……
Regardless of Fei Qian's attitude of flipping the table if they can't reach an agreement, on Jiangdong's side, someone is actually flipping the table.
In the eastern part of Jiangdong, Juzhang County, on the bank of Tianmen Water.
The name of this place sounds nice, but in fact during the Han Dynasty, the environment was average and the living conditions were not that good.
Just like the Han Dynasty often liked to exile some "political prisoners" to the frontier, the place where Sun Quan exiled and imprisoned political prisoners was also the "border" of Jiangdong, which is the area near the East China Sea where there are more tidal flats and saline-alkali land than cultivated land.
During the Han Dynasty, the demonic capitals of later generations were still soaking in the water and had not accumulated enough sediment. However, Juzhang was almost at the seaside. The sea breeze roared every day, not only dampening it, but also making people breathe.
Zhongdu has a fishy smell of the sea.
The night gradually fell, and on the low-lying salt-alkali land sheltered from the wind, the firelight swayed, and the figures swayed in the firelight, like wild beasts baring their teeth and claws in the night.
These people are salt workers.
Boiling salt and drying it was not a pleasant and comfortable job even in later generations, let alone in the Han Dynasty. These salt workers basically belonged to the outright "proletarian" class, so poor that they could not even afford one or two feet of clothing.
They may not even have robes. They go to the salt fields naked every day, and due to the corrosion of salt brine, many people are infected with various diseases. The skin diseases are considered mild, and some people have their meridians and internal organs corroded. They are obviously only in their early twenties.
Despite his age, he looks as old as someone in his fifties or sixties.
The salt field in the distance is now in ruins, and there are still some residual fires floating around, reflecting the surrounding scene. Around the salt field, there are all traces of fighting. The original stockade gates were almost flattened, and all the watchtowers collapsed.
. Corpses were hanging on the remaining stockade fence, or lying in the salt ground. The blood soaked the originally white-gray salt pool into reddish brown, and the dirty blood and salt water flowed out from the damaged gap, infecting the people.
A large area.
In the firelight, women's screams and cries could be heard from time to time, and then slowly died down amidst the sounds of hahaha and obscene laughter...
These original female relatives of the salt farm officials may also be innocent, but how can there be intact eggs after the nest is overturned?
In the darkness, there were still some sporadic figures rummaging among the corpses. I don’t know how many times these corpses had been turned over, but there were still people who were searching among the corpses in the hope of finding something missing. Originally, these corpses
Most of the clothes he wore were stripped off, exposing his whiter and fatter belly and buttocks, reflecting the firelight and starlight.
"I will attack the sentence tomorrow!" At a campfire, someone said in a deep voice, his voice hoarse, like sand and gravel rubbing against each other, with the smell of blood.
This man has a fierce expression and a sturdy figure. His hair is stained with salt and is messily tangled. He has scars on the left and right of his body. Some places are already scarred and new scars have been added. But even though there are many scars,
The man was dripping with blood, but he still didn't even look at it, and he wasn't even bandaged.
The salt field camp is not a majestic military camp. Under the sudden attack, although some soldiers were killed in an instant, the sentences were obviously different. Even for these salt workers who had obtained the salt field soldiers' blade armor,
To put it bluntly, even if it is not a very impressive sentence wall, it is still like a natural chasm.
The people beside the campfire looked at each other, with some hesitation naturally showing in their eyes.
The person who spoke before shook the wine gourd in his hand, then raised the wine gourd and drank the last remaining wine. He let out a breath of wine and handed it to the person next to him, "Go, get some more wine."
go!"
The people around him subconsciously took the wine gourd, and then they realized, "Wine? There is still wine there, and it has been finished long ago..."
"Gan!" The person who spoke first was even more irritable. He grabbed the wine gourd with his backhand and smashed it on the ground. Then he stared at his bloodshot eyes and said, "What are you afraid of? Isn't it true that we all die? If we don't finish the sentence, what will we eat?"
What should we drink? Should we eat these damn salts? If we don’t fight tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, we won’t have anything to eat. Even if there are ten or twenty soldiers, they can easily take care of us!
Mother Ganxie, open your eyes and look! What do we have left? Ah? A life that is worth less than a dog! When the dog dies, these superior fat pigs write an article and chant loudly and shed a few tears, we are dead,
Just throw it into the wilderness or into the sea!"
"When we conquer the salt field, will they have a conscience and give us food and clothing and let us live a good life? Mother Gan! These fat pigs will only send more soldiers to kill us! So that we can tell other people,
To resist is to die!』
"Let me tell you, why am I here...I found that someone was wronged! It's not me, it's my former general! I'm looking for someone. At first, I thought these fat pigs could understand human speech and would report it.
Above, investigate the grievances of the general... Hahaha, then you know, you see, I am here! These fat pigs will not solve the grievances, they will only solve the people who have been wronged! 』
"So, do you still expect these fat pigs to have a conscience? Now that they have taken action, they must fight to the end! If we don't make a big fuss, the whole world will know about it, and you and I will both die!"
"Mother Ganchen! You have to get a sentence tomorrow! Otherwise, everyone will die! Die! You coward, just die now! Die!"
The speaker became more and more irritable as he spoke, and even started to kick and hit the people around him. In the chaos, suddenly a shout came from the distance, "You fool! What are you doing?! Haven't you had enough of the military whip?"
?』
The person who was called Erlunzi was shocked all over, and then slowly looked back, only to see some torches shining in the night, and a group of people were slowly approaching.
"General...General Lord? General Lord!"
The second fool shouted, and he pushed away the people around him without hesitation, and threw himself at the feet of the visitor. He hugged the visitor's waist and legs and burst into tears, "General...ahhhh, the general is wronged."
Ah... I was wronged too... Ahhhhhh..."
The Erlunzi who used to be as irritable as a ferocious beast is now crying and howling like a wronged child.
Sun Fu raised his head high so as not to let his tears fall.
After a while, Sun Fu touched Er Daozi's confused head, and then suddenly slapped him on the back of the head, "Why are you crying! I'm not dead yet, why are you crying! Get up! Stand up!"
Sun Fu took a step forward and looked around.
"A certain person is the governor of Jiaozhou and the general of Pingnan, Sun Fu and Sun Guoyi!"
Although Sun Fu's body was simple and he did not wear any armor, when he stood in front of people and looked around, he still had the same scornful spirit as when he defeated Yuan Shu in the bloody battle at Lingyang.
"You are all honest people. Maybe you have never seen blood or killed anyone before..."
"So honest people should have a good ending?"
"I used to think that a person should be tolerant. If you can take a step back, take a step back, and if you can tolerate it, just endure it..." Sun Fu's voice echoed in the night sky, "But I was wrong! Some people will see you step back a foot."
, he will press you ten feet! Knowing that if you endure even one minute, he will press you ten minutes! The more you endure it, the more you will be bullied to the point where your wife and children will be separated, and your family will be destroyed!"
"Here today, I will tell you bluntly and attack every sentence. Maybe some of you will die, or most of you will die, but you don't have to bear the grievances and swallow your anger anymore! Those who have been wronged can repay the wrongs, and those who have grievances,
Just repay resentment! The sages have said, repay resentment directly and repay kindness with kindness! Since there is no virtue to repay, just repay hatred directly!"
"Touch your own chest and ask yourself, are you willing to die like a human being, or are you willing to kneel down and beg for life like a dog?"
"Bring your swords and guns! If you don't have swords and guns, go find sticks and stones. If you don't have any, just pinch a handful of blood-stained salt soil! Follow me and fight like a man! Die! Go and live!"
"Go to hell!"
"Go and live!"
"Only in death can you survive!"
Hundreds of salt workers gathered in the salt field, and Sun Fu shouted loudly, causing ripples to form in the blood-stained salt pond!
Jiangdong local chronicle: "In the fourth year of Taixing, in the eighth month, fireflies struck the moon, and Juzhang rebelled."
