Fei Qian's sense of direction undoubtedly surpassed all the people of the Han Dynasty, but even so, Fei Qian had a concept of the Chinese map in his mind, and a general understanding of the world map. After entering the Western Regions, he would still feel
It is difficult to distinguish between east, west, north and south.
It’s not that you really can’t tell the difference between southeast and northwest. After all, the general position of a simple rising and setting of the sun is clear. But if you need to connect it with the relevant map in your mind, this is almost a two-dimensional to three-dimensional transformation.
When Fei Qian's troops arrived at a small town in Shanshan with a very long name, the Shanshan officials in the small town led others to kowtow outside the city and ask for surrender.
The little prince Loushan kowtowed in front of Fei Qian, then rushed forward with a roar and kicked the old man with gray hair, the city guard or the local magistrate of Shanshan, to the ground, and then
Punches and kicks.
No resistance.
It was just instinct to protect the vital points.
Even though he was kicked in the face by the little prince, and his skin was bruised and bloody, he did not cry or scream, but was like a sandbag, silently bearing the little prince's anger.
Fei Qian was not interested in participating in the grudges between the little prince and the city guard, but seeing that the little prince had no intention of using the knife, he could generally guess that it was not a life-or-death feud. Maybe it was because when the little prince fled, he didn't
Give the little prince the treatment he deserves?
Fei Qian didn't bother to ask. He didn't even bother to pay attention to the little prince's little trick of beating him on the surface but actually doing something.
Fei Qian was looking at this small town with great interest.
Perhaps in later generations, this small town has become a few short walls in the desert, and no one knows what is buried under the yellow sand.
In this era, Loulan, well, the current oasis area in Shanshan Kingdom is not small. The animals and plants that have survived from ancient times still rely on the Cheerchen River for survival. Shanshan people call this river Qier River, but maybe the pronunciation is weird
The reason is that Fei Qian always thinks it sounds like "queer river"...
This is a small town rebuilt from a Han camp.
Because the city was very small, the army could not completely enter. Zhang Liao directed the front army to clean up the horse thieves in the surrounding areas, while Taishi Ci accompanied Fei and sneaked outside the city. Shanshan's Muni City was still in the southwest of this small city.
The soldiers were setting up camp, and the sound of trumpets was mixed with the gasping and crying of the little prince.
That's right, the old man with white beard and white hair didn't cry, but the little prince cried, as if the little prince was the one who was beaten.
The translator on the side was translating the little prince's words intermittently. Only then did Fei Qian understand some of the general stories between the little prince and the old city guard. The old city guard with white hair and white beard was named Al. Of course, this was him.
The first syllable of the name is followed by a long string. This old city guard is the cheap father-in-law of the little prince. I don’t know whether it should be regarded as future tense or past tense.
It's a bit convoluted to say this, but to put it simply, the little prince is a perfect time-travel template for the regretful marriage and waste material flow, so it may be easy to understand...
Therefore, the current little prince's beating of his father-in-law for breaking the contract has a somewhat different flavor.
Anyway, the course of the Chelchen River is not very stable. Just like the Yellow River in the Hedong area, it likes to change its course. Thirty years is too short, so seize the day!
Logically speaking, the old city guard carried the book and left the city to surrender, and brought five or six carts of fruits, grain, grass, wine, cattle and sheep. His sincerity was still shown, but Fei Qian felt that there seemed to be some problems.
For example, these people followed the city guards to greet them.
You can tell at a glance the class hierarchy of these people.
This kind of class hierarchy is not simply the gap between the rich and the poor. Because no matter in ancient or modern times, at home and abroad, as long as there is surplus value occupied by a certain system, there will inevitably be a gap between the rich and the poor.
The political system here in the Western Regions can be said to be still in a semi-slave and semi-feudal state.
Poor people remain poor.
The clothes are ragged and the body is not covered. The whole body is comparable to that of a Kunlun slave. The messy hair on his head clearly hides countless dirt and insects. People also look like insects, or they kneel down on both sides of the road.
His head was buried in the yellow sand, and he didn't even dare to lift it up without orders. Or he was hiding in the shadow of a house in the distance.
Rich people remain rich.
The row of people standing behind the old city guard are naturally relatively wealthy.
It seems that in order to welcome Fei Qian, a Han Chinese, for inspection, these people may be officials in the small town or the local ruling class, and they intentionally put on some Han costumes. Perhaps they have not worn Han costumes for too long, and these people have already
I forgot how to wear it. Some people just wore a robe outside the sheepskin robe, and some just wore an embroidered single-color middle coat. Some even put the lower garment that was supposed to be worn as pants around their necks.
Then use the two trouser legs as sleeves...
However, among these people, Fei Qian found that not only was the old city guard older, but the age of these wealthy people was also not young. At least they were all middle-aged or above.
Further back, Fei Qian didn't see any young people.
This is where it gets interesting.
Fei Qian's eyes were slightly cold as he glanced at these people wearing nondescript Han clothing, and then returned to their original appearance, as if everything had changed.
Xu Chu, as a bodyguard, followed Fei Qian, his eyes rolling around.
The little prince didn't know whether he was tired from the beating or calmed down.
The old city guard, whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen, simply wiped the blood on his face and prostrated himself in front of Fei Qian, "My kind general..."
The little prince seemed sad and still crying...
"Wait a minute." Fei Qian stretched out his hand to interrupt him, "Who told you that I am kind?"
"Huh? Huh?" The old city guard was stunned. He didn't know how to answer.
"Did you bring these people?" Fei Qian asked.
The old city guard nodded, "Yes, yes, distinguished general..."
Fei Qian hummed, then pointed to the cattle, sheep, melons and fruits placed outside the city and said, "Go back these things."
The old city guard was stunned and couldn't react for a long time, "Honorable general...this...general means...this is too little, isn't it enough?"
Fei Qian laughed, "No, look..."
Fei Qian pointed to the poor people huddled in corners or hiding in the shadows in the distance, "You still have so many poor people... How can I be embarrassed to eat? Don't you say I am kind? These things are all
Take it back, we don’t need it! If we have anything we need, I will ask someone to buy it from you... Don’t worry, I am an army of Chinese benevolence and will not disturb the local people... Look at you covered in blood and...
You bastard, just go and wash up first... Let these people go back, all go back... If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow..."
Fei Qian waved his hand and ignored the old city guard. He led his people back to his camp and said to Tai Shi Ci with a smile: "Ziyi, why don't you accept the things from the laborers?"
Taishi Ci looked back, his eyes slightly cold, and his words were filled with murderous intent, "My lord, is there something wrong with these things? These thieves are so brave!"
Fei Qian nodded, "Maybe there is, maybe not... but why try? What if it is a poison that we are not familiar with and don't recognize... Since we have arranged for horse thieves... naturally it is possible to poison food and drinks."
...Have you noticed just now that the people who came out to greet them...most of them are middle-aged and elderly people, not young and strong...So where are the young and strong people in the city? Or where have they gone?"
Taishi Ci gritted his teeth and said: "The traitor is determined to be evil, so he must be punished!"
Fei Qian waved his hand and said: "This is normal. There is a record in Zuo Zhuan, "The Qin people poisoned the upper class, and many teachers died"... This matter must be guarded against. Ziyi, kill these people and massacre this city, it is simply...
It's as easy as flipping a hand... But, it's impossible to say that they want you and me to massacre the city... This land in the Western Region is not the middle land. Although the Han Dynasty has established the Protectorate for more than a hundred years, it has not won over its people... so it governs the Western Region.
The method is not the same as that in the Central Plains. Does Ziyi think so?"
Although Fei Qian doesn't know what level the Western Region or Dashi's technology tree on poison is at, but since China has entered the stage of skillfully collecting and using poison, I'm afraid it won't be too different in other places.
.
Of course, Fei Qian believed that the few carts of food that were delivered were most likely not poisoned, but there was no telling what happened next...
Instead of having to take precautions in the later stages, it is better to reject these things at the beginning to avoid overturning the Han army in the Western Regions in the future.
As early as the pre-Qin period, there are records of the use of poisons, but they are still considered high-end products. Even princes, ministers and princes are not known to everyone. However, after the Han Dynasty, the use of various plant, animal and mineral poisons has become
Quite mature.
Therefore, in the Han Dynasty, the use of poisons can be said to have been very extensive. These mineral poisons smeared on the surface of food or incorporated into food may not necessarily lose their toxicity when cooked at high temperatures, so avoid eating them casually in enemy-occupied areas.
The unknown food was naturally the first lesson Fei Qian wanted to teach Tai Shi Ci.
The second lesson is about killing.
In other words, massacre the city.
Taishi Ciliu was thoughtful.
"Prince Shanshan just now beat the city guard..." Fei Qian asked Tai Shici again, "If Lu Fengxian came here, he would not be young and strong, and he would drink cattle and sheep, and the soldiers in the army would fall ill... Ziyi thought that Fengxian
What to do?』
Taishi Ci frowned, "Butcher it?"
Fei Qian nodded, "Then?"
Taishi Ci was silent for a while, "The Western Regions are in chaos again."
Fei Qian nodded and said, "In this case, Ziyi should know why Shanshan used horse thieves to stop the army."
Taishi Ci frowned and said: "My lord, you have far-reaching insight, which is beyond the reach of Ci. The young and strong people in this city may be those horse thieves... Therefore, the thieves of Shanshan, do you want us to kill them intentionally? And use this to gather people and horses."
, to fight against the big Han?』
"It is not possible to reunite, but what about resistance..." Fei Qian narrowed his eyes and said, "Although there is a war, there should be killing, but who should be killed? Men, women, old and children in the Western Region? Monks and officials? Local surnames? Who can be killed, and who
It can be used, who can pass it, who can use it? What should you oppose to those who are against it? Where can you be friendly to those who are friendly to you? The country of Shanshan is where Ziyi practices his skills... Next, what should Ziyi want to do?"
Taishi Ci took a breath of cold air and made a small contribution to global warming. He pondered for a long time and then reluctantly handed it over, "Please give me some advice, my lord."
"It's okay." Fei Qian waved his hand and said, "Ziyi, don't worry...just think about it..."
Although Fei Qian told Tai Shi Ci not to be anxious, Tai Shi Ci himself couldn't say that he was really not anxious at all. He knew that following Fei Qian this time was actually learning from Fei Qian how to govern the Western Regions, how to govern a large country that once governed hundreds of
For more than a year, there is still no piece of land that has been well managed.
Undoubtedly, the Western Region is tended to be controlled by military generals. The generals' aggressiveness, decisiveness, and ability to control soldiers will be relatively stronger than those in the civilian series.
For most of the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, they will subconsciously worship a general who can fight on the battlefield and lead them to victory after victory, rather than a general who only sits in the government office all day long and does not work for a year.
A civil servant who has only met once or twice can produce much emotion.
This is a natural question and an inevitable choice. It does not mean that civil servants cannot fight wars, nor does it mean that military generals cannot govern places, but the focus is different. In governance, there is relatively more hostility and order is not perfect.
, in areas with mixed languages and chaotic writing, force will obviously be more direct, and only then will someone be willing to sit down and listen to Han people communicating.
Therefore, the order of conquering a region must be that military commanders go first, followed by civilian officials.
If there is only blind slaughter, then chaos will definitely arise.
No one would like to live in a world where there is only killing.
Resistance and riots are inevitable derivatives of killing.
Continuous turmoil will cause the structural collapse of the entire dynasty. The big man has told everyone at the moment through personal experience that simply killing cannot solve the problem. This is known to everyone with some brains in their heads. Well,
That's right, except for Ling Jing.
Huangfu Song killed so many rioters and yellow turban thieves, killing thousands of miles across the country and causing a plague to break out. Then the Han Dynasty became peaceful? So, in fact, the question Fei Qian asked was similar to a common saying in later generations...
"Who can we unite with?"
Then, those who cannot unite are naturally opponents.
In the Western Region, who should be the person with whom we can "unite"?
"Little Prince Shanshan?" Tai Shici replied subconsciously, but he quickly denied it himself, "No. Since the establishment of the Han Dynasty Protectorate, countless kings in the Western Regions have been supported, but the land of the Western Regions still deviates from the center of China.
Soil makes it difficult to return to one’s heart…』
Fei Qian smiled and did not continue to embarrass Tai Shici. Instead, he asked him to go back and arrange military affairs first, and then talk about it the next day.
Taishi Ci walked away in silence.
Xu Chu watched from the side and suddenly said: "My lord, in this Western Region, are the available people the local officials?"
"Hmm? Zhongkang is pretty good," Fei Qian asked in surprise, "But why?"
Xu Chu chuckled twice, "This subordinate is just too talkative for a while... However, I think the language in the Western Regions is difficult to understand... Only these local officials can communicate..."
Fei Qian nodded and said, "Good. Local officials in the Western Regions should be used, but they cannot be reused."
Xu Chu said: "That's natural, we need to guard against these guys."
Fei Qian chuckled twice, "It's not about defense, it's about replacement. If you can't replace, how can you defend?"
"Substitute?" Xu Chu was stunned for a moment, then as if he thought of something, he tilted his head and remained silent for a while.
Fei Qian patted Xu Chu, "Zhong Kang can also think about this matter slowly... But there is something to be done first... You send a few people to keep an eye on the old monk..."
Xu Chu's eyes widened, "Master, this old monk... still wants to cause trouble?"
Fei Qian shook his head, "No, I suspect someone might use him to cause trouble... So, be careful, don't let him die like this, at least not until I need to use him..."
Fei Qian thought of the monks he saw outside the city.
Faith is a very strange thing.
This is a double-edged sword, but in the end it is still humans who use this belief.
Just like religion. Most of the original intentions of religion are for good, but there are endless ways to use religion for evil.
Fei Qian saw no sadness or worry in the expressions of those monks, only calmness, like a dead thing. So people who don't take their own lives seriously will naturally not take the lives of others.
One thing.
After all, what Buddhism emphasizes is reincarnation. Maybe these monks have felt that this life is enough and are ready to reincarnate in the next life...
Xu Chu nodded with a serious expression, and then went to order his men to keep a close eye on Bu Sen and others.
A night of silence.
Fei Qian didn't ask any "lady" to sleep with him, so Xu Chu was of course relatively safe.
After the camp was set up and they took over the defense of the city, Fei Qian took Tai Shici and walked into the small town with the open door.
There is no doubt that Han people were once stationed here.
Because in many places, whether it is the structure of the house, the tiles covering it, or the canals built, there are traces of the Han people.
But now in most places here, there are no traces of Han people. The living people are Semu people, Shanshan people, and Qiang people. Fei Qian also saw a few monks who didn't know whether they came to greet Busen.
But I didn't see any Han people.
Fei Qian watched quietly.
Taishi Ci followed beside him and watched quietly, even more seriously than Fei Qian.
Because Tai Shici knew that this was the third class.
When I was little, I didn't take class seriously and I just got slapped on the palm. Now if I don't take class seriously...
It will kill people.
Others will die, and so will your own.
Fei Qian walked and walked, and suddenly stopped in front of the outer wall of a Chinese-style house.
This wall faced the street. It was made of stacked stones and smeared with yellow mud. It was a very ordinary wall made of earth and stone. However, some patterns painted on the wall attracted Fei Qian.
This may have been a wall where Han people issued announcements, but now it has become a place for graffiti.
Compared with the abstract painting masters of later generations, these current "arts of art" are relatively exquisite.
There are fruit trees, animals, and people appearing in pairs, perhaps in hopes of a good harvest, abundance, and happiness...
There are also some shorter and fatter children playing in the corner...
There is a sun, a curved moon, and some weird-shaped things, which may represent gods in the sky, or something else...
When Fei Qian looked at these paintings, he didn't say a word or ask, he just looked at them.
Taishi Ci was also watching.
The old city guard and others did not dare to come forward to disturb or explain.
"Ziyi." Fei Qian tilted his head slightly.
Taishi Ci responded.
Fei Qian made a slight gesture and asked Tai Shi Ci, "What do you think after seeing this picture?"
