The flame ignited in the wine fountain quickly disappeared, but the fire ignited in the hearts of people is not so easy to eliminate.
Zhang Liao entered the yamen of Jiuquan Mansion so quickly that even Xu Yi had no time to cover up.
Silent as a virgin, moving as thunder.
As the army marched into Jiuquan and took over Jiuquan's defense, the commotion in the streets and markets was like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun. It began to melt instantly and then disappeared without a trace.
The whole city fell silent. The only sound left was the wails of the Huang family.
Huang Ang's family received the news and rushed out of the city. Outside the military camp, they held Huang Ang's head and cried incessantly.
The words and deeds displayed by Huang Ang's family made the wealthy people in Xiliang feel a bit sad.
When a whale falls, all things come into being.
It is true that the Huang family in Jiuquan is a large family. Logically speaking, the family should be prosperous and have many children. However, the problem is that Huang Ang died suddenly, so many things have not been explained properly. As a result, many Huang family's children are basically fighting for Huang Ang's property.
It doesn't show sadness, but greed.
Fortunately, it's not me who died...
Comparing people with others makes you angry, so you have to throw away goods when comparing goods.
Human beings' sense of superiority often exists in people who are more miserable than themselves.
The happiness of a class is also reflected in the oppression and persecution of the next class, or the same class. After Huang Ang's death, some people have begun to wonder if they can learn from Lao Cao, but it hinders
Due to the current situation, I have no time to do anything else, otherwise...
Fei Qian looked at Huang's farce and was neither sad nor happy, nor did he send anyone to dissuade him, nor would he take part in it.
What Fei Qian is more concerned about is whether these wealthy people in Xiliang can learn or understand something from Xu Yi and Huang Ang.
The current situation in Xiliang is certainly caused by the general environment of Xiliang, but the officials and wealthy households in Xiliang were not able to pull back the falling carriage and horse, and watched helplessly as it rushed into the abyss...
Even actively running towards endless chaos and darkness.
It is basically impossible for individuals, or organizations that do not receive sufficient authority, to change the general environment, and they can only adapt.
There is nothing wrong with this, but at the same time, individuals are also part of the larger environment, and they also have the power to influence the larger environment.
Even if the power is weak, as long as a group of people with the same mind and heart are gathered together, the general environment can be changed.
Otherwise, if the ruling class is left to form and decide, the people at the grassroots level will almost certainly have no say.
Just like the current Han Dynasty, and for a long time in the future of China, the feudal dynasty or the unified centralized system is still a process that China must go through.
This process is the general environment of the entire Chinese society.
In this process, the resistance and struggle of the people are the force that forces the ruling class to make concessions, which makes the king lament that water can carry a boat but also capsize it.
Without struggle, the ruling class will not take the initiative to pity the oppressed and exploited.
During the Han Dynasty, China had a large number of illiterates and a large number of remote rural areas. In these areas, the cost for the state to dispatch officials to manage was very high. Even in later generations, the country could barely reach the township level. As for the villages below
What...
Xiliang is such an area where management costs are quite high.
There was a popular saying in later generations, "There is no such thing as suffering in life, and there is no such thing as misfortune." It clearly expounded the three views of a social elite towards ordinary people. Similarly, the wealthy people in Xiliang do not feel that the people of Xiliang have any pain.
Even if there is a little bit of pain, you can't blame the big men, you can't blame them, you can only blame the people themselves.
After all, in the eyes of the elite, no one prevents the common people from studying, no one prevents the common people from researching, and no one prevents the common people from getting rich. After all, there are street vendors who can earn 9,000 a day, right? So, right?
Putting all the responsibilities on that person is a typical blaming environment. It is the thinking of lower-class people. They deserve to be poor. They cannot even be called lower-class people. Lower-class people are the slaves they keep, and those who are poor
The common people are not even as good as slaves, they are just rats and vermin living in the gutter. So when the animals in the gutter complain, the sound sounds dirty and harsh.
Being born in the gutter means that your life is miserable. What does it have to do with other people or the court?
If you can't climb to the ground, it's your own fate. What does it have to do with other people or the overall environment?
When these elites are on the ground under the sun, they will mercilessly mock those people who can only live in dark corners. They deserve it. This is because your ancestors did not accumulate virtue, so stop beeping and work honestly...
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But once these elites are kicked into the gutter, or accidentally go astray and fall into the gutter, the voices of complaints and curses made by these people are far louder than those of ordinary people!
"My husband is so unjust!"
Mrs. Huang howled.
"Why is my child so miserable?"
Mrs. Huang howled
"Heaven is unfair!"
Huang Ang's brother pulled at his collar in pain.
"Damn XXX, damn XXX!"
Huang Ang's children gnashed their teeth at Xu Yi's corpse.
Everyone in the Huang family howled very loudly, completely forgetting that when they faced the suffering of other ordinary people, they had said calmly and calmly that their lives were miserable and their fate was so bad, and so on.
"It's okay, let them cry." Fei Qian said, "As long as they don't crash into the camp, don't worry about it."
The military academy guarding the camp gate retreated.
"Zhang's son asks for an audience."
More soldiers came up to report.
Fei Qian waved his hand, "It's late today, no outsiders!"
There are enough projects on display tonight, and anyone who understands them will understand them all.
As Fei Qian's order was transmitted to all parts of the camp, the entire camp quickly became quiet, as if the ferocious beast had entered a sleep state.
However, the impression of the majestic power that Fei Qian showed before was still rolling in the minds of Xiliang Dahu and others, making these people unable to sleep peacefully.
Outside the camp, more than a hundred heads of Song Jian and the Song Jian court were placed on wooden stakes, their hair waving in the cold wind of the night, as if they were welcoming the new dead to dance with them.
Duan Xuan stood not far from these heads, silent.
What does hussar mean?
Qiaoqi was very friendly to Dong Yu, but he was very fond of Xu Yi.
Although Xu Yi said he committed suicide by taking poison out of fear of crime, but...
Who knows?
It is not a happy thing for a poor child to become a master at an early age.
It's not that the children of poor people are more sensible than other children, but that they have to be so because of life.
The poor don't have much time to study, and they don't have much time to complain. When a person is born in an environment dominated by hunger, his survival instinct will teach him what to do and how to be more "sensible".
Children who are ignorant will not survive.
The "sensibleness" of the rich needs to be reflected in another aspect. The rich have no worries about food, drink, and clothing, but poverty is a relative concept. For those poor people who are struggling to survive on the line of food and clothing,
The rich are undoubtedly superior, but when these rich people look up, they will discover the fact that they are still "poor", so what will happen to the ignorant rich or the elite?
?
Song Jian is dead.
The heads are displayed here.
Anyone who is not here is also dead. It can be said that everyone in Song Jian's family is gone.
Huang Ang also died, killed by Yang Feng.
Yang Feng followed Xu Yi's order and killed him.
Then Yang Feng died, Xu Yi also died, and everyone involved in this matter died.
Huang's people cry, grieve, or pretend to be sad, but when a person dies, he is dead, and everything ends.
When Huang Ang died, I'm afraid he didn't know what happened. Then after Huang Ang died, the people in his family also didn't know what happened...
Duan Xuan suddenly shivered. He seemed to feel a little cold, and he seemed to have figured out something.
Although there is no deep grand canyon in Xiliang, there are countless skeletons buried in the ditches and ridges.
Take the simplest trader as an example. If you don't pay attention to the dock, you will have a high survival rate.
Every caravan walking on the road may turn around and turn into a robber. If something goes wrong during the smiling exploration process, or the small trader doesn't find the right person, then the guards of the big caravan don't mind turning around.
One more part-time job. Anyway, in this era of wilderness, where there are no cameras at all, dead people are thrown into the ravines and buried, and small businessmen completely disappear from the world.
The big merchants in Xiliang are actually the big households in Xiliang.
From the Western Regions to Xiliang, these big merchants are equivalent to big horse thieves.
This has been the case in Xiliang for hundreds of years. There are countless skeletons buried under this Shule River.
The order in Xiliang is chaotic, but it is not the big families in Xiliang who brought trouble to Xiliang, but the original Xiliang lost its order, which gave birth to these big families in Xiliang.
White.
black.
grey.
When there is a gap between white and black, gray will naturally fill it.
Duan Xuan suddenly laughed. The laughter was very low. At first it sounded like he was laughing, but after a long time it sounded like he was crying.
The wealthy families in Xiliang stole the power that originally belonged to the country and greedily took advantage of local interests...
Are these the faults of the big families in Xiliang?
Duan Xuan wanted to laugh or roar, but he didn't dare.
Whether it is a country or an organization, the most important relationship is to meet the needs of ordinary people. Only rulers who meet the needs of ordinary people can be the most natural rulers.
These big families in Xiliang played the role of the rulers of Xiliang, because Xiliang was in chaos at that time. These big families organized themselves either spontaneously or for self-protection, fighting against foreigners and horse thieves. From this perspective, Xiliang
The big family had merit. But soon, the big family in Xiliang themselves became horse thieves.
Huang Ang should have been killed a long time ago. The reason why he can survive until now is not that no one wants to kill him, but that someone still needs to use him. The government order does not go to the countryside. This is the biggest drawback of the county system. When Xu Yi
When I felt that I no longer needed Huang Ang, I killed him.
Now……
Duan Xuan let out a long sigh.
"Where is the grass that is not yellow? When is it not possible? Who is not the general? Manage all directions."
"What kind of grass is not mysterious? Who is not jealous? I am sorry for my husband, who is a bandit alone."
"The bandits and tigers are leading the wilderness. I am sorry for my husband, and I have no time to spare day and night."
"There are foxes and foxes, leading the secluded grass. There are carts with stacks, and they travel on the Zhou Road."
Duan Xuan's chanting sound was mixed in the cold wind.
"Master..." the old slave behind Duan Xuan whispered, "The Zhang family wants to see..."
Duan Xuan chuckled, "It's already this time... See you or not, it's all the same. I'll give Zhang Jiazi a reply. It's late at night, I'm old and frail, and my energy is low. If there's anything else, I'll talk about it tomorrow..."
The old slave responded and then stepped back.
Duan Xuan wrapped his body in a large cloak.
Take care of yourself first...
"There is a fox who leads the lonely grass... There is a cart with a stack, and it travels on the Zhou Road... Alas..."
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At that moment, Sima Yi smiled like a fox.
The fox that ate the chicken.
Although Cao Zhen is not a big chicken, a chicken is still a chicken!
Since Cao's soldiers and horses can sneak in, I don't know how many people will die because of it!
When the chariot starts moving, all the weeds and soil blocking the front will be crushed!
"Tao is law, order, and law."
Sima Yi sat upright on his horse and said slowly.
Now, it's time to close the net.
Sima Yi is not enjoying killing, but seeking to improve his own value. In Sima Yi's view, people must have a hierarchy. The superior people enjoy everything, while the inferior people bear everything.
Why?
The basis is naturally wisdom.
In Sima Yi's eyes, can a person without a brain still be considered a human being? He is not as good as a pig or a dog.
For Sima Yi, what he fears most is that heroes have no place to show their talents and heroes have no chance to rise to the top. Now that there is an opportunity to perform openly and honestly, of course he will not miss it.
Confiscating a home is not something worth bragging about.
After all, ordinary petty officials can handle things like confiscating homes, and they won't be too bad.
However, it was a little different to determine the opponent's intentions in advance and deceive Cao's army in Beiqu.
This proves that Sima Yi's wisdom is valuable enough...
When Sima Yi led his troops to Beiqu, pacified the surrounding areas, and arrested Fan and other related personnel, it was obvious that the attitude of the Hussar Hedong officers towards him had changed significantly.
Sima Yi also had some private soldiers in his hands, but compared with the elite hussars, they were not enough. Therefore, Sima Yi used Huang Cheng's soldiers and horses to work with Xu Zhi, one in the open and one in the dark, to build a defense extending from Pingyang in Hedong.
Front. These soldiers and horses that originally belonged to Huang Cheng's men seemed to be much easier to use now.
Huang Cheng has been training soldiers for many years and is in charge of the army and horses of Shangjun. Although he is basically quiet, quiet and noisy on weekdays, Sima Yi knows in his heart that this is the power of Hussar to stay in the north, and it also represents Fei Qian.
The power of my maternal relative Huang.
Those who only want to monopolize credit will often become the target of public criticism. Only those who know how to share can stand firm in the political arena.
Sima Yi borrowed Huang Cheng's soldiers and horses to break the deadlock in Hedong and change the existing class structure in Hedong. On the one hand, it allowed his Sima clan to stretch its capabilities, and on the other hand, it could also provide benefits to various parties.
Hedong has a large territory, but the total amount of land suitable for farming is actually very small. Unlike Jizhou and Yuzhou, which are basically plains. The fertile land in Hedong is basically concentrated in various basins, and most of the land in these basins
They already have their own belongings. If you want to redivide the cake, there will of course be a lot of resistance. To break the resistance, you need an opportunity.
Now the opportunity has come!
Cao Jun's soldiers touched Beiqu. How many people and families were involved in this matter from top to bottom. They will have to skin them even if they don't die!
In this way, the reputation of the Dali Temple Minister can be completely established. Look at which family in Hedong dares to put on airs with the Sima family?!
"Brother," Sima Fu gritted his teeth and endured the pain and came closer, "I just can't figure it out..."
"What can't you figure out?" Sima Yi was in a good mood, so he didn't criticize Sima Fu's previous stupidity and just asked.
"Why are these people in Hedong so stupid?" Sima Fu shook his head, "Indulging the rebels, colluding privately, plotting to conquer Beiqu, destroying the workshop, and all these things, which one is not a capital crime? Why do you still dare to do it?"
It is difficult to cultivate yourself with a sharp axe, so Sima Fu was extremely sharp when criticizing others.
Sima Yi smiled and said, "Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants!"
"Scholars, farmers, industrialists and merchants?" Sima Fu frowned, seeming to understand a little but also a little not.
"Let me ask you, who is the leader of these four people?" Sima Yi looked at Sima Fu with interest.
"Of course..." Sima Fu said halfway and rolled his eyes, "The hussar has a saying, all the people are important, regardless of superior or inferior."
"Haha..." Sima Yi laughed, then nodded, "But...there are obviously many people in Hedong who don't think so..."
Changing a person's thinking, especially changing the thinking of a person who has formed a stable three views, is almost as difficult as climbing to the sky.
In other words, as long as soldiers and officials are closely linked together, farmers, industry and merchants will never be able to raise their heads.
Fei lurked in Chang'an. In Hedong, the craftsmen headed by Huang and the agricultural scholars headed by Zaozhi began to squeeze the territory that originally belonged only to "scholars" and took the position that could only be occupied by "scholars".
Could it be said that these "scholars" don't feel any resentment at all? Will they willingly give up their positions to those who come after them?
So when Cao Jun wanted to destroy the Beiqu workshop, would these "soldiers" who had been squeezed out of their positions stand in front of them one by one with a sense of justice and protect the craftsmen, or would they look up at the sky and pretend to be themselves?
Are you a soy sauce guy who doesn’t know anything?
"One more thing," Sima Yi said, "marriage! In Shandong and Hedong, there are many well-matched people, right? It must be indispensable for these married people to bring some of their own servants to follow them..."
Those who work in Hedong may not necessarily be locals from Hedong.
A person who has lived in Hedong for several years or more than ten years can also be called a half-local, and his familiarity with the surrounding mountain trails is not much worse.
When Sima Fu heard this, his eyes widened, "This is so involved!"
Sima Yi laughed, "Why, are you scared?"
Of course Sima Fu shook his head and denied it, but after a while, he whispered: "Brother, if this gets too big...what if..."
If Mr. Sima really does this, he will make a lot of enemies.
Sima Yi raised his head and looked into the distance, "Only true gold is not afraid of fire... In this world, there are too many people who live in corpses and eat nothing... Those who look forward and backward cannot be put to good use!"
