Chapter 2546 A desire to see through the emotions of all things
Shinban has fallen.
The reason for the fall was not that the city was stormed by the Ding Ling people, but because the mixed formation of defenders in the city rebelled.
The Bentatsu people of Shinban were the first to rebel.
Benchen people are basically Sanhan.
The south of Lelang County is basically the area of the Bangzi Kingdom in later generations, and among these guys, including Zhenfan Lintun and even Fuyu, many are from the Sanhan clan.
Sanhan is Chenhan, Mahan and Benhan, known as the center of the universe...
Well, perhaps from this perspective, Samhan's idealism can be called the pinnacle level.
In the early days, the northern part of the peninsula was divided into four counties of Han Dynasty. Of course, the remaining one county is Han Dynasty. Among them, some of Fuyu are descendants of Wei Manchu Korea. Of course, there are also some Beibangzi in later generations who deny that they are descendants of Weiguo and say that they themselves
It's a home-grown stick.
Sanhan has been bragging since the Han Dynasty, and is even more powerful than the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions. Mahan is in the west, claiming to have fifty-four countries, Chenhan is in the east, with two out of ten countries, and Bianhan is south of Chenhan, and there are also ten out of ten countries.
The two countries combined are more than twice the size of the Western Regions, so amazing...
In the early days when there was no cultural exchange with the Central Plains, that is, during the Han Dynasty, the people of the Three Han Dynasties basically worshiped primitively, similar to the ancient tribal habits of China. When the Benchen people first started, they didn’t even have architecture, so they dug dirt.
For a house, there is no distinction between men and women. They live in mixed villages and have no city walls. They make earthen chambers, shaped like a tomb, with the household opened on top. They don’t know how to kneel down and worship. Moreover, they also think that a flat head is the most precious thing, which means that a child will be born with it.
Put a stone on it...
The culture, customs, and Benchen people are all very different from the Han people. Therefore, to a certain extent, they are not of the same mind as Gongsun Jun. When facing a desperate situation, they can still abandon their prejudices and stick together for warmth, but once they discover
When it turned out that the risk was greater, these Benchen people immediately abandoned Gongsun's army.
The leader of the Ding Ling people laughed loudly, and then ordered all Gongsun Jun to be beheaded, and ordered Gongsun Kang's head to be made into a wine bowl, because he felt that Gongsun Kang's head was very round and suitable for making a wine bowl, unlike Bendan.
Tatsuto is as flat as a big cake.
At the same time, the commander-in-chief also felt that the old wizard's method was good, and began to send people in batches to take the Benchen people to various places in Zhenfan and Lintun to recruit surrender and obtain more counties and villages as soon as possible.
"Is this what you want to tell me?" the commander asked the old wizard. He felt that the old wizard seemed to show how to deal with the Han people through such an incident.
The old wizard nodded, and his wrinkled and colorful face seemed to reveal a look of wisdom.
"But the problem is that there are no Benchen people in the Han territory?" The commander looked back at the Benchen people who, if they had a tail attached to them, would be able to fly like propellers. For a moment, it was difficult to expand his thinking, "It's difficult.
Should we send these people to Han Dynasty?"
"My king... does not have to be a Benchen person..." the old wizard said with a smile, "Have you forgotten that there are actually many people from other places in the Han army..."
Commander Ding Ling's eyes lit up, "You mean..."
"Haha..." The old wizard put on the look of an expert prophet and smiled a little reservedly.
"No, there seems to be something wrong with this..." The commander discovered the problem and turned to look at the Benchen people, "We can make these guys look like dogs because we are here, now, stronger than these Han people."
, right? So these Benchen people come to be our dogs, but in...those places, the Han people, um...are just as powerful as us, so...that's a problem, right?"
The old wizard was stunned for a moment, then pretended that the tiger's skin had not been pierced, and said with confidence, "Actually, this question is very simple... Your Majesty, please think about it carefully..."
As the old wizard spoke, his eyes rolled.
The problem that the commander-in-chief mentioned is indeed a problem.
Whether it is in the grasslands, deserts, or in the land of three Koreas, relying on the strong is a law of survival.
Whether it is the Benchen people who prefer primitive levels or the tribes in the grasslands and deserts, it is not a problem for them to change their masters at will, as long as the master is strong enough.
When the Xiongnu were strong, they surrendered to the Xiongnu; when the Xianbei were strong, they surrendered to the Xianbei; and now that the three-color Han people were strong, they also surrendered to the three-color Han people, all with the same customs and traditions.
"Actually, it's very simple..." The old wizard was still insisting, "It's very simple..."
"Oh! I understand!" Perhaps the commander was younger than the old wizard, so he reacted first and clapped his hands, "Just like last time?"
"Last time?" The old wizard coughed, "Your Majesty, you might as well tell me..."
"Not all Han people are tricolor..." The commander looked at the old wizard and said seriously, "As you said last time, not all enemies are enemies, and not all friends are friends...
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The old wizard also responded, and the smile on his face became deeper, "My respected king, wise king, you have found the weakness of the Han people... I believe that under the leadership of the king, we will definitely fight back.
Return to our royal court..."
The commander burst into laughter and waved his arms happily, "That's right! We can definitely do it! Definitely!"
The Benchen people in the distance didn't know what Commander Ding Ling and the old wizard were laughing at, but since being a dog naturally means that when the owner smiles happily, the dog will also laugh, so he can't wait to kill the dog on the side.
With his tail stuck on his butt, he bent his waist closer to the ground, with a shy face and kept laughing.
……ヽ(^o^)丿……
For the moment, ignore those Benchen people who are like dogs, and look back at Chang'an City, which is getting more and more smoky.
On the Qinglong Temple stage in Longshouyuan, many ordinary people gathered around.
The Qinglong Temple is, of course, a debate venue where famous scholars talk and laugh, but the topics discussed in those debates are currently inaccessible to the vast majority of ordinary people, and they cannot understand them. Even if they can understand occasionally, let them
That said, they couldn't organize the language to express it.
Therefore, since storytelling became popular in Sanfu, Chang'an, there was naturally a stage, or in other words, a stage set aside for storytellers here in Qinglong Temple.
Chinese opera has actually sprouted since the pre-Qin period.
Of course, the period when opera became more mature and developed was during the Yuan Dynasty.
In fact, for this opera, compared to the Han officials at that time, the Mongolians of the Yuan Dynasty, who had no "culture", played a crucial role in promoting the opera culture.
What was it before the Yuan Dynasty? Han Fu is not something that ordinary people can play with. Tang poetry is a sharp tool for top literati, and some people vomit blood just to elaborate on a word. Song poetry, in the words of later generations, is
Petty bourgeoisie, that is literature and art, that is the petty interest among literati.
The above projects are far away from ordinary people.
For example, Ban Gu recited in a cadence, "Thousands of houses are lined up in the Zhou Dynasty, and the roads are erroneous. The chariot roads are managed, and the flying pavilions are repaired. From Weiyang, it is connected to the Guigong Palace, and the bright light is in the north, and it is Changle. The high road leads to the west.
With the establishment of the seal, the external subordinates were connected. The phoenix palace of Bimen was set up, and the golden lord was perched on the edge of the goblet..."
Then the people's eyes widened, "What are you talking about?!"
"Oh, he's talking about a house." someone explained.
"What house? Uh, why does it sound like you're talking about a hammer?"
The same is true for Tang poetry and Song poetry.
"Since spring comes, the green is sad and the red is red, and the heart is full of things. The flowers are in the sun, and the orioles are wearing willow belts, and they are still lying under the scented quilt. The warmth is gone, the clouds are greasy, and I am tired of combing and wrapping myself all day long. Nothing like that! Hate the ruthlessness.
Go, there is no audio book..."
"Guaiguai Longdi Dong, this Shao is so great, I didn't understand a word." The people of the Southern Song Dynasty stared.
"Oh, it's just that a woman is pregnant."
"Hey! Then just say that you're so horny?"
That's probably true.
Until Yuan Opera was completed.
It is suitable for all ages and is elegant and makes the Mongolians laugh while the common people can understand it.
Now Feiqian is here.
Fei Qian tinkered with something and came out.
As a result, scripts that were closer to the common people appeared, and operas naturally flourished. There were not only "Nuo operas", but also repertoire that was more understandable and understandable. Although there were not many, in Dahan Entertainment
Life and its preciousness are undoubtedly very attractive now.
In addition, there is a slack season in winter, and many people from all over the country have sold the crops they have worked hard for a year. As the New Year approaches, they are thinking of buying something for their homes. The gathering at Qinglong Temple is obviously larger than that in Chang'an.
It is more lively, there are more people, and there are all kinds of goods, from cheap to expensive, so it naturally attracts many ordinary people to come to the market to purchase.
Although these ordinary people cannot understand what the students and Confucian scholars inside Qinglong Temple are saying and arguing, they can hear and see some "operas" on the stage of Qinglong Temple, which can make them fascinated.
Completely forgetful...
Although the current "opera" of the Han Dynasty is very superficial.
Nowadays, very popular operas adapted from storybooks include "Young Miracle Doctor" and "Young Guardsman"...
As for why they are all in the "Youth" series, it's basically because life is like a table, and it's mostly filled with cups. There are too many things to regret, and there are also many regrets. The older you get, the more cups you have.
, so I would think about how great it would be if I could be like that miracle doctor when I was young, or like Wei Qiaoqi.
Today's performance is "Young Guards Hussar".
In front of the stage, there was a huge crowd.
There were no loudspeakers in this era. If you stood further away, you wouldn't be able to hear clearly what was being shouted and sang on the stage. However, it did not prevent these people from watching over and over again, and then waited until the person who played Wei Qing
The young man, facing the beatings and oppression of the slaves, fought back angrily. When he beat the slaves away, he gave out enthusiastic cheers and shouted along with the actors, creating a noisy scene.
"Don't bully young people into poverty...tsk tsk..."
Yang Jun muttered and repeated this sentence, and then sighed slightly.
The audience was full of voices scolding those wealthy slaves. Yang Jun carefully observed the people around him. They all looked at it very seriously. Some waved their fists with anger on their faces, while others cheered for the young man dressed as Wei Qing.
, some opened their mouths wide as if they were on the stage...
"The hussars are really good at it..."
Yang Jun silently recorded this in his heart.
He came to pick up Huan Dian.
To be precise, it can be regarded as "begging for bones".
Because Huandian's guards were involved in the Chang'an rebellion, many people were unwilling to be involved, let alone sent back to Yuzhou. Huandian's family did not dare to get involved in the Guanzhong Sanfu easily again, so they had to ask for help.
The place of the Yang family in Luoyang.
Yang Jun couldn't help his old friend's favor, so he finally nodded and was willing to go out.
However, Chang'an is also the place where Yang Jun is sad.
He has been wandering around Chang'an in the past few days. He has visited almost all the cities and mausoleums. He has left his footprints in Wenjiwu City. The more he looks at it, the more frightened he becomes.
When he was captured, even if he was eventually ransomed, he might not be without resentment and curses in his heart. But now he found that his resentments and curses did not stay in Guanzhong, but followed him to Luoyang.
Luoyang has not changed much in the past few years. Except for the fact that the farmland around Luoyang has been opened up a lot more than before, the rest does not seem to be much different. There seems to be nothing in the Heluo area in the Guanzhong and Shandong corridors.
Local supplies are relatively expensive and scarce, and even the prices of items in the markets around Luoyang are much higher than those in Chang'an.
The reason why goods are expensive is because merchants raise prices. The reason why merchants raise prices is because Luoyang does not produce local products and has to collect taxes, so the prices naturally rise. Even though Heluo and Chang'an are separated by Tongguan, they are very close.
It is possible that the prices of the same items vary greatly.
But Yang Jun didn't understand economics, so he believed that the high price of goods in Heluo was because Qiaoqi ordered him to make the people in Luoyang suffer and then flee to Guanzhong...
Even this dramatic storytelling is also a means of Hussar, a means of dealing with the common people.
This is deceiving the gentry students and paralyzing the common people!
You can tell at a glance that they are all fake!
Did Wei Qing dare to fight a powerful slave?
Do you dare to speak out and challenge me?
If Wei Qing had said a word at that time, he would have probably been beaten to death. What kind of thing would it be considered if a powerful slave from the princess's family beat to death a servant who was feeding horses?
"While you are here, write down everything they sing and say..." Yang Jun ordered his followers.
The attendant nodded, then took out the wooden tablet and ink pen, and pushed forward.
Although he didn't know if it would be useful, Yang Jun was still going to write it all down and read Feiqian's book...
Even if he could only make Fei Qian feel disgusted, he still had some of the evil spirit that Yang Jun had when he was imprisoned.
Yang Jun didn't want to stand with those ordinary people, as he felt he would lose his status.
So he asked his servant to record it, and then he walked along the periphery of the crowd. After a few steps, there was a small market, where various groceries were sold, which were used by ordinary people.
Yang Jun came to a danlang, and there was salted fish on the stall.
To be precise, they are all broken fish pieces, fish heads and tails.
Yang Jun rolled up his sleeves slightly, picked up the salted fish and smelled it. A strong salty smell hit his nose. He asked the Danlang: "How do you sell this dried fish? Where does it come from?"
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The salesman raised his head and looked at Yang Jun, "Old gentleman, you...these are all minced fish...there are no good ones. You have to go to the city to find good ones..."
Yang Jun smiled and said, "Of course I'm asking you because I want to buy it. Don't worry, I'll buy a few kilograms when my servant comes over."
The man stood up with a smile on his face and said, "This old gentleman has good taste. Although these are all broken, the fish and salt used do not contain lake water! You might as well try it, old gentleman!"
Yang Jun shook his eyebrows, then put down the fish head. Ma Ma Pi, what's so good about the salted fish head? Is it kissing the salted fish?
Yang Jun asked, "I see you are using salt well, but salt is expensive. Wouldn't it be a waste to use it to pickle fish?"
The salesman said without hesitation: "The old gentleman doesn't know something. This salt does not come from Shandong, nor does it come from Sichuan. Shandong salt and Sichuan salt are both expensive, but this is salt from the Western Regions. It comes from the Western Regions."
Yes, it is said that there is a salt lake over there, which is full of salt, and the carts can’t even pull it all! 』
"Western Regions? Salt Lake?" Yang Jun's eyebrows twitched again, "Have you been to the Western Regions?"
"Ah, it would be great if I could go to the Western Regions. It is said that the ground there is full of gold and jade, and there is gold sand in the rivers!" The salesman obviously looked forward to it, and said with a little annoyance, "I heard that we went there in the early years.
Everyone over there has become rich! The military pay is this amount! Tsk, tsk, hey, at that time, the villain misunderstood a poor man who said that the Western Region was terrible, the wind and sand could harm people, and if he went there, he would die, and then he didn't go, and now...
Hi! I’m sorry!』
"Then aren't you going now?" Yang Jun asked.
"I can't go. At that time, I wasn't married yet and was single, so I just went there. Now...hey, there are two guys waiting to eat, how can I just go there?" The salesman shook his head and said, "
I can only hope that the two boys in the family can compete with each other and learn a few more words. Even if they can't go to the Western Regions, they can become soldiers..."
"Huh? Your son can still read? That's amazing!" Yang Jun was a little surprised.
"Haha, it's just average, average..." the salesman laughed, "Thanks to the kindness of General Hussar, he opened a rural school. If any boy wants to learn, he can study for half a year with a bushel of grain! I have two boys, the younger one
The one that was too small was not accepted, so I gave the older one away. Now he can write dozens of words, better than me!"
When he mentioned his son, the salesman's face was filled with a happy smile.
At this moment, a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly came from below the stage, almost as if the ground was about to be lifted up.
Yang Jun couldn't help but turn around and looked towards the stage. Under the surging crowd, on the stage, a man carrying a tricolor flag was fighting with two other people wearing Hu robes. First they punched and kicked, and then they took
It must have been a wooden sword, wooden gun or something, and after a few turns, he knocked the two Hupao men down and put on a posture, which immediately caused bursts of applause...
"Tsk..."
Yang Jun saw that the man with the tricolor flag also lifted up a man dressed as a commoner from the stage, took out something like a pancake from his arms and gave it to the commoner to eat, which again attracted bursts of cheers and applause from the audience.
…
"Tsk...How shameless! Liars, they are all liars!"
Yang Jun really couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and cursed. He thought that these things must be fake. The Hussars didn't have any force at all. They beat three against each other, huh, and divided the pie. It was so fake! It was so shameless.
pole!
When he turned his head, Yang Jun was shocked!
Because he saw the salesman next to him with his eyes widened and staring at him with an angry look on his face...
"What do you want to do?" Yang Jun shrank back.
"Who are you calling shameless?! Who is a liar?!" the salesman asked.
"I'm not saying you..." Yang Jun pointed to the stage, "I said those people are liars..."
"What?!" The salesman became even more angry and grabbed Yang Jun's robe with one hand, "How dare you call the General Hussars a liar? Don't leave! Come with me to see the official!"
"Be brave! Let go!" Yang Jun felt that he had been caught by the salesman, as if he had been humiliated. After struggling, he couldn't help but slap the salesman.
"Fuck!" the salesman was furious, "How dare you hit me?!"
Yang Jun just saw a fist coming towards his face...
