Standing in front of Wei Yan, Zhao Yan was in a state of embarrassment, but he did not humble himself because of this, but was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Do you want to surrender?"
Wei Yan seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Whether or not to surrender is not decided by me, but by the general." Zhao Yan said with cupped hands.
At the end of the battle, Cao's army was almost wiped out, and most of the remaining soldiers were wounded and groaning sadly.
Zhao Yan was wearing a battle robe and armor, his coat had fallen off, his hair was disheveled, his face was stained with dirt and blood, and his weapons had naturally been confiscated.
The remaining remnants of Cao's army survived, and there were not many uninjured soldiers of Cao's army, who were tied aside.
Wei Yan did not let his soldiers tie up Zhao Yan because Wei Yan had this confidence.
Even if there are ten more people like Zhao Yan, they will not be Wei Yan's opponent.
What's more, Wei Yan now holds the sword in his hand. Even if it is not unsheathed, Wei Yan is sure to chop Zhao Yan to the ground if he makes some dangerous and unreasonable moves.
So when Wei Yan asked Zhao Yan, it was actually a bit like a cat looking at a mouse, with a mood of playing with its prey. No matter what the mouse did or how it ran, it could not escape from the cat's grasp.
But when Wei Yan and Zhao Yan met face to face, Wei Yan saw a look in Zhao Yan's eyes that made Wei Yan feel a little surprised...
It's not fear or madness.
Seems a little contemptuous?
Um?
Still worried?
Zhao Yan looked at Wei Yan as if he was looking at an illiterate person. Because Zhao Yan was worried that the illiterate people would not understand what he said.
If Wei Yan came up to kill him, then it would be a real scholar encountering soldiers, and nothing could be said clearly.
Wei Yan often saw this kind of look from scholars looking at warriors for a period of time.
It was in Jingzhou at that time.
Warriors are despised, while literati are noble.
In other words, those who work hard are humble, and those who talk and think are noble.
I look down on Mud Legs, not because they have to deal with mud all day long. They smell of sweat, mud, or feces all over their bodies. They wear plain gauze and silk clothes with the nobles and spend their summers in the pavilion.
The maid is waving her fan, sitting in winter furs, enjoying the warm fragrance and feeding her food. How can it be that there is a difference between heaven and earth?
The same is true for military commanders and soldiers. On the march, mud, sweat and sweat mix together and ferment. Lice and fleas revel in their bodies. When they are killed, there is fresh and bloody smell. When they are disemboweled and disemboweled, they cry pitifully. Which one can be associated with the word comfort?
One is elegant?
Even if the feudal literati of later generations sing about Red Cliff, they still shout "Feather Fan Lunjin". Who cares whether the big-headed soldiers participating in the battle are dirty or smelly?
If everyone goes to Fengya, who will do the dirty work?
The gentry children did not think about this issue. Anyway, they felt that if there were many people, if they didn’t do it, there would always be someone else to do it.
Back then, Wei Yan was also jealous of these literati and the children of the gentry.
When he was in Jingxiang, Wei Yan beat Yang Yi. Although it was a moment of anger, it may not have accumulated over a long period of various injustices he suffered as a military general. Those literati clan were not as good as him in terms of military exploits, martial arts, and military skills.
, but just because he was born into a noble family, belonged to a wealthy family, and had some relationship with so and so, he was treated differently.
Why?
After these thoughts changed, Wei Yan's feeling of dissatisfaction became stronger and stronger.
Wei Yan was now a general in charge of an army and had arbitrary military power, but he was still a little dissatisfied in his heart. It was not that he was dissatisfied with the Hussar, but that he was dissatisfied with the emphasis on civilized people over military personnel. He thought that this emphasis on civilized people over military personnel was
It is unfair to military generals like Wei Yan. He wanted greater achievements and used this to prove that he was of greater value than those literati.
"You want to surrender?" Wei Yan stared at Zhao Yan, "What can you do to survive? Are you claiming that you can't die, but you don't care?"
After hearing Wei Yan's sarcasm, Zhao Yan not only didn't get angry, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
Since he knows allusions and sarcasm, he can at least understand the words. Zhao Yan saluted Wei Yan and said: "The defeated general dare not speak of the sages... I just want to ask the general, does the general want to be famous all over the world in the name of massacre?"
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"..." Wei Yan fell silent, then looked at Zhao Yan with squinted eyes, "Are you mocking Yu?"
Zhao Yan shook his head and said: "It's not a sarcasm, but a desire to clarify one's ambitions. Perhaps...it can be famous in the world, which is the ambition of you and me, or it can be called a bad name, or it can be called a good name... From this we can see the ambition of Hussar."
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"You can express your ambitions as a hussar?" Wei Yan laughed.
"If Qiusi wants to conquer the world, why can't he be judged by the world?" Zhao Yan said, "What's more, if he doesn't even have such ambition, he will kill Yanye."
Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly snorted, "There is no need to provoke the general, just tell me what you have to say."
Zhao Yan looked at the sky and said, "At such a good time, the general is still chasing after him, which shows that the general's desire for meritorious service is greater than the threat of the good time... It also shows that the general's reputation is not obvious now, otherwise..."
Zhao Yan paused intentionally, and then without waiting for Wei Yan to ask or do anything else, he went on to say, "Otherwise, there would be no need to take risks and pursue us here... If the general didn't have great ambitions, why would he work so hard?"
Woolen cloth?"
Wei Yan did not answer, and there was no special change in his face. Only the light in his eyes seemed to flicker.
He was originally a very opinionated person and would not change his mind easily, so no matter what Zhao Yan said, he would not be moved by his words, but the only one who could move him was himself.
It's his own heart.
All these years of hard work and endless battles, are they just for fun?
Isn’t it because I heard something once?
Wei Yan's hand gently rubbed the handle of the knife.
There were several words on the handle of the knife that were already very blurry, but in Wei Yan's mind, they were still very clear.
This is a very weird scene.
The two sides were killing each other a second ago, and dead bodies were still lying in disorder on the mountain roads. The smell of blood mixed with the stench of human abdominal cavities lingered around, but now Wei Yan and Zhao Yan seemed to be close friends.
Generally talking about "ambition".
"A big man shouldn't be like this... Since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, no one has conquered the world by slaughtering..." Zhao Yan said in a deep voice, "It's true that Shandong is pedantic, but how many of my subordinates are familiar with Shandong? I have been there.
Sili, Jizhou, Yuzhou, Yanzhou, knows the terrain of various places, and understands the customs of Shandong... I also know many secrets of Prime Minister Cao's army... Does the general think I have this value?"
Wei Yan stared at Zhao Yan, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Zhao Yan laughed and said, "It's just a gamble."
"A gamble?" Wei Yan asked.
Zhao Yan nodded, "I promised General Wen Qian that we could delay this for three days... but it only took one and a half days..."
Zhao Yan sighed and shook his head, "I have a high opinion of myself, and I have underestimated you, General... But since I have made a promise to others, I can't give up easily... So I want to take a gamble... If the general is still Dong's thieves, who only know the merit of the head, but do not know the harm of massacre, will commit suicide. The general can kill me first, and then go after General Wen Qian... If the general still has great ambitions, I hope that the great Han Dynasty will be restored. Instead of causing chaos in the world, stop the killing here and let General Wen Qian live. I surrendered the Hussar... If the Hussar wants to know what is happening in Shandong, I should tell you everything... After all, the Hussar is still a minister of the Han Dynasty? You know Killing the master and leaving his ministers dead, heaven and earth will not bless him, humans and gods suffer the same disease..."
Wei Yan laughed loudly, "I will kill you all right here, who knows anything?"
Zhao Yan pointed to the sky, to the earth, and then to Wei Yan, "Heaven and earth can be known, and the general knows himself."
"..." Wei Yan looked at Zhao Yan and suddenly laughed, "That's it! You just want to delay me for a while so that you can fulfill your promise... Interesting, somewhat interesting..."
Zhao Yan played his tricks, but confessed the reason.
Zhao Yan had dealt with military lieutenant generals before, so he knew what to say and what not to say when dealing with these people. The most important thing was that Zhao Yan spoke frankly about his purpose instead of hiding it. Let Wei Yan guess.
Of course, Zhao Yan didn't say tell the whole story and tell everything. For example, he didn't say tell everything completely, but just said whatever he wanted to know...
Wei Yan smiled and said, "Well...since it's a bet, let's make a bet...if I wait here for three days, you will advise my master for three years...how about it?"
Zhao Yan was silent for a while, nodded and said, "A gentleman's words."
Wei extended his hand and patted Zhao Yan, "It's hard to chase a horse!"
After saying that, Wei Yan turned around and walked away, "Keep those few alive... move quickly, we can't stay in this place..."
When Zhao Yan heard this, he became anxious, "You...you..."
Wei Yan turned around and smiled, "Don't worry, I didn't say I was leaving, I was just changing places... The smell of blood here is so strong, there will definitely be jackals, tigers and leopards at night..."
Seeing Wei Yan and others walking away, the remaining three or four soldiers of Cao's army were beside Zhao Yan, "Zhao joined the army... Even if it is three days later, most of these people will still chase..."
Zhao Yan sighed, "I know...just do your best and obey fate."
"Then you really want to join the army...over there?"
Zhao Yan glanced sideways and said, "You don't think I'm just trying to survive for myself, right? I just want to have the opportunity to save a few more people in Shandong... to prevent the Yangcheng Massacre from happening again... not to mention ...It would also be good to delay the hussars a little..."
Wei Yan walked aside.
Wei Yan's old horse came to Wei Yan's side, "General, are we... really not going to pursue you?"
Wei Yan laughed as he walked, "Who said that? It's just... you see for yourself, our people are also very tired... why don't we find a chance to rest... and the enemy didn't pursue us when they saw that...
Man, I am so relieved now that I want to talk about it again...haha..."
Wei Yan looked sideways at Zhao Yan, and then sneered. Do you want to lower the morale of my men by surrendering troops?
Beautiful thought.
For a day and a half, my men can have a good rest, but those injured Cao Jun...
You can only ask for more blessings.
Even if he can survive this day and a half, Zhao Yan will be asked to lead Cao's army back to Hedong by then. If Cao's army cannot hold on and die, Wei Yan will not be blamed...
If you want to calculate my Wei Yanwen length, hum.
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In Pingyang City, Fei Qian was sitting in the main hall, and what was placed in the middle of the hall this time was not a map or a sand table, but gold, silver and copper coins.
New style Qiusi money.
war.
In primitive society, it might just be a confrontation between sticks of bone and sticks of wood.
In the feudal era, bronze and iron wars began to compete with each other.
So for a time traveler, is war just about two sides lining up and riding horses to kill?
Wouldn’t it be too embarrassing for the time traveler?
Here in Feiqian, currency wars are also wars.
"Coins reflect the rise and fall of a country's economy. Since ancient times, when a country is prosperous, its coins are prosperous, its money is good, its meat is rich, and the people want to receive it. When a country is declining, its coins are tired, its money is bad, and its skin is bad, and its people often reject it."
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"Currency is the medium of exchange. The system of currency is the law that regulates circulation. The two complement each other and serve the world."
Fei Qian was sitting in the hall. Under his steps were shiny newly minted coins, which even smelled like the God of Wealth.
Of course, it is more about spreading wealth...
"However, the price of currency is not fixed. When the market needs it, the price is high; when there is war and turmoil, the price is low. Therefore, the ancients were confused and thought that the system of currency was based on quantity, which is actually wrong."
"The currency of a country should be like swords and guns. If you don't know its disadvantages, you will also suffer from them. Therefore, politicians should assess the situation and determine the currency system to protect the prosperity of the country."
Fei Qian said slowly.
For many people in Pingyang, especially Xun Chen and Sima Yi, Fei Qian will be entrusted with important tasks.
As a native of Hanoi, Sima Yi was martyred as his younger brother. In any case, he has proven himself. Among the officials who will serve in Shandong in the future, he will definitely have a place.
As a counselor who defected to Feiqian earlier, Xun Chen made mistakes, but after all, he had been diligently responsible for all logistical matters in Pingyang for so many years without a single complaint. It was time to give him another chance.
Therefore, Xun Chen and Sima Yi were naturally shortlisted as candidates who could promote changes in the economic system and change China's monetary history in Shandong.
China's currency is actually an invisible weapon that has lasted for thousands of years, but it has not been able to make good use of it.
Throughout the long history of Chinese currency, China has been the currency maker in Asia from ancient times to modern times until it was defeated by the Eight-Power Allied Forces. Not to mention the Han Dynasty, the surrounding countries and friendly countries, one by one, are all
It's my younger brother who doesn't even have serious money.
As a result, the Han five-baht coin was freely used by various surrounding countries, and it did not play the role of a currency machete at all.
In the Tang Dynasty, the scope of application of Chinese copper coins was even more expanded. Basically, Tang coins were circulating in the East and Japanese markets, and money privately minted by daimyo was despised. As for the dead duck, all he had left was a stick with a tough mouth, no matter how hard he denied it
, and it cannot erase the fact that they do not have any decent monetary system at all.
The economic development after the Song Dynasty caused a sharp increase in the demand for currency in the Song Dynasty, and its impact on neighboring countries was more profound. The usage rate of silver currency in the Ming Dynasty was the highest in the world. A large amount of silver from the Americas flowed into China, and then became
Silk and porcelain flowed to the West...
It is unimaginable for China to expand to every corner of the world without the support of the currency system. In this vast territory, the accents will definitely be different and the habits will be very different, but as long as the same currency is used, it will
There is the possibility of communication and exchange.
"There are three kinds of coins: gold, platinum, and red gold." Fei Qian pointed to the currency in front of him and said, "However, people are often confused about this name and don't know what it means, so we should give it a new name... Gold is called gold, and platinum is called silver.
Red gold is called copper, this is the law to distinguish them.』
In the explanation of Chinese characters, there is an explanation of "silver, platinum".
As for the platinum of later generations, it basically cannot be refined according to the current technological level of Han Dynasty.
Silver was initially excluded from currency by China...
"The road to agricultural, industrial and commercial trade has been opened, so there are coins such as turtles, shells, money, knives and cloth. This is what the people need, just like the water in the mountains, it can't be blocked by congestion." Fei Qian said slowly, "Qin controls the world.
The coins of the unified six countries are considered to be of second grade. Gold is named after yi and is the top coin. Copper coins are of the quality of Zhou Dynasty coins. The text is half a tael, and they are as heavy as coins. Pearls, jade, turtles, shells, silver and tin are used as decorations for utensils and are not coins.
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It was a very long process for silver to go from being a currency to becoming a legal tender with huge circulation. It can be said that it was not until the Ming Dynasty that silver was officially monetized in China and even became the silver standard.
The reason for this is actually related to the unification of China.
The unification of China promoted the unification of currency, but to some extent hindered the development of the currency system.
In the West, due to the proliferation of feudal countries, the king of a country could decide what kind of currency it would be and how much its value would be, but he could not get his own currency equally recognized in other countries. Therefore, a currency that could truly be accepted by multiple countries was
There are only precious metals. In comparison, the unified China has been much slower in its monetary system. After all, the unified national system can easily decide whether to "count ten", "straight hundred", or even "big money"
Five thousand."
If Fei Qian does not make any intervention, then the currency of China's subsequent feudal dynasties will most likely cycle between inflation and deflation. Every time a currency problem arises, the court will only want to cut the people's leeks.
No matter how hard it is, the big nobles will take advantage of it, mint private money, or hoard it, causing the country's economy to collapse rapidly, and then fall into a quagmire and enter a vicious cycle until the end of the dynasty.
Feiqian also wanted to promote paper money in the early days, but this thing was really too advanced, so now it can only degenerate into a heavy metal currency system, and it has also been recognized by most areas of the Han Dynasty. In fact, it is like a Western feudal state
During the Kingdom period, due to constant disputes in various places, transactions between countries could only be conducted in precious metals that were agreed upon by the public.
There are good things in Guanzhong, and various places want them. They took five baht money and came to Guanzhong but refused to recognize it. Therefore, among the Han Dynasty, the feudal princes, gentry and squires could only hold their noses and approve the money for conquering the West and the Qiusi money, and then they
I am used to the current monetary system.
Of course, the most important point in this link is that Fei Qian was even subsidizing money to promote the use of currency. It is not that the princes from various places have never thought of privately minting, but the cost is there, making it impossible to make money from private minting, so
Relatively speaking, the possibility of imitation is reduced.
Now, with the big man recognizing precious metals, Fei Qian has waited until it is time to completely promote the giant wheel of currency. With the further improvement of coinage technology, the time has come to further determine the Chinese currency system...
Fei Qian took a step forward, grabbed a handful of gold, silver and copper coins, and then threw them back with a clanging sound.
"The foundation of enriching the people lies in food."
"Food is the product of agriculture."
"Goods are the things of work."
"The one who makes food and goods the same is business."
"The one who makes merchants move around the world is coins."
"When Yu the Great controlled the floods, it was better to remove them than to block them. Money is like flowing water. Who can block it?"
Fei Qian stood in the hall, with shiny currencies at his feet, "Now that the Western Region Kingdom has arrived, it's probably in Xu County, right?"
Fei Qian smiled and said, "If the Cao family is defeated...youruo, Zhongda, might as well use the precedent of Shanshan to briefly discuss the ransom in Shandong?"
After hearing this, Xun Chen and Sima Yi both looked extremely cautious in the hall...
The words of the Cavalry General may sound ordinary, but when I think about it carefully, my heart skips a beat. This...
