It rained heavily all day and finally stopped in the morning.
Fei Qian, with his long sleeves fluttering, was sitting on a hilltop about ten miles away from Pingyang. There was a mat and a table in front of him, and some drinks were placed on the table.
This was not a good thing in the Han Dynasty. As long as it rained heavily, there would be mud everywhere, even these official roads were no exception.
The official road is more or less paved with gravel, which is slightly better than other places.
The mud on the Loess Plateau is very sticky, and it often takes a long time to pull it up once you step on it. Therefore, Fei Qian's anxious heart was slightly relieved. If Pingyang hadn't been conquered before it rained, at least on the ground Until things get dry again, the White Wave Army doesn't have to think about launching a big offensive.
To attack in such a situation where one kick is deep and one is shallow, and it is difficult to even walk, is simply to die.
Although such a distance is a bit risky for Fei Qian, after all, the overall disadvantage is now, can he still ask Yu Fuluo to meet in Yong'an?
Even if Fei Qian is willing, Yu Fuluo is definitely not willing.
This is a distance that shows sincerity.
In fact, this is how politics is, testing each other and compromising with each other. When the conflict of interests between two or more parties reaches the point where compromise is really impossible and there is no way to continue the negotiation, a war breaks out.
War is only a continuation of politics, not the whole of politics.
The interests of Fei Qian and Yu Fuluo did not conflict so much that they were irreconcilable. Moreover, judging from their previous performance, otherwise Yu Fuluo would not have easily let Ma Yue escape back to Yong'an...
Some black spots appeared in the distance, and soon Fei Qian saw Yu Fuluo leading about five hundred men and horses to a distance where his face could be clearly seen.
Yu Fuluo slowly slowed down his horse speed, looked up at Fei Qian on the hill, and saw that besides Fei Qian, there were at least a dozen people on the top of the hill. He turned around and said something, So he left the majority of his troops at the bottom of the mountain, and only took a dozen riders to the top of the mountain.
Fei Qian secretly exhaled a breath. Since Yu Fuluo had adopted such a posture, he was at least 89% sure.
"How good is Feishang County?" Yu Fuluo chuckled.
"It wasn't very good at first, but now that Shanyu is here, it will naturally get better." Fei Qian didn't hide it, but said it directly, extending his hand to invite Yu Fuluo to sit down.
Yu Fuluo paused for a moment, then laughed and sat down. He really didn't expect Fei Qian to be so direct. He thought that Fei Qian would be like the other Han people he met before, trying to save face. .
"Fei Shangjun, my shell is going to be broken this time..."
Fei Qian smiled, took two cups, put them side by side, poured wine into them, and motioned to Yu Fuluo to choose one.
Yu Fuluo watched Fei Qian's movements with increasing interest.
Because Fei Qian's actions are to indicate that two people are equal, to show that there is nothing wrong with the wine, and to show that he doesn't really care about Pingyang...
But this was the first time in these years that Yu Fuluo had encountered a Han Chinese who could use such a simple move to express meaning.
Just like the knife Fei Qian sent before.
It seems simple, but actually it contains many meanings.
However, Yu Fuluo did not make any choice, but looked up at the sky and said: "The rain has stopped, the sky has cleared up, and looking at the weather, it won't rain in the past few days! Feishang County... "
The most taboo thing in negotiations is to follow other people's rhythm. Fei Qian couldn't help but squeeze the wine bottle tightly. He didn't expect that if Yu Fuluo was left to future generations, he might not be much worse than any professional business representative.
"When I was in Luoyang, I retrieved the historical records of your Huns. Looking at the previous three or four hundred years..." Fei Qian said lightly, "...I wonder if Shanyu would like to hear what I think of you Huns?" Is this part of human history?”
Yu Fuluo lowered his head and stared at Fei Qian with deep eyes. He was silent for a long time, then gritted his teeth and uttered two words: "Please speak."
"The Huns originated from Yiqu Chanyu, flourished under Maodun Chanyu, and then reached their peak in the hands of the military minister Chanyu. They had millions of people who controlled the strings, and their territory stretched across the north and south of the desert, the entire north, and even further. The far north is the territory of the Huns..."
Fei Qian dipped some wine in his hand and started drawing on the table.
Yu Fuluo's eyes followed Fei Qian's fingers, shining with an inexplicable light...
"...However, the military minister Shanyu was too proud, thinking that there was no one stronger than him in the world. He deliberately blackmailed the Emperor of Han to marry him, and then humiliated and tortured the little princess sent by the Emperor of Han. In the end, we Han people couldn't bear it..."
Fei Qian stretched out his hand and wiped out the huge map of the Xiongnu grand occasion that he had just drawn on the table, "...and then, that's it..."
Yu Fuluo tilted his head slightly and turned his face away. Although his face was expressionless, the muscles on his cheeks couldn't help but twitch, "I know all this, but I don't know what Fei Shangjun said about these past histories. What is the role of the current situation? Can it help solve the siege of Pingyang?"
Fei Qian didn't pay attention to Yu Fulo's words at all, nor did he directly respond to the counterattack and ridicule implicit in Yu Fulo's words, because only if he takes the lead can he lead others into the ditch...
Fei Qian once again drew a rough outline of the entire Mobei on the table, and then said: "The Northeast, which was originally a tribe under the jurisdiction of your Huns, Wu Heng, now basically occupies most of the Northeast grassland; Then the Xianbei, who had been huddled in the mountains, slowly began to move to the north of the desert, where your Huns were originally located in the North Royal Court; in the northwest, your original defeated generals Wusun and Dayue returned to their dominant position. , and an inconspicuous tribe called Ding Ling also migrated here from the east..."
Fei Qian divided the entire map into pieces, and then clicked on the south part of the map, "...But, Yu Fuluo Shanyu, have you ever discovered why, after so many years, the Huns' territory has been fragmented, while the Han people have remained Here? Four hundred years ago, this place was called Dahan. Now, it is still called Dahan?"
"The Huns and the Han are the two kings of this land, but after the Huns' Chanyu fell, his body was quickly covered with scavenging wild dogs; but the Han people's emperor fell, this Four hundred years later, he is still a big man...I was also confused at first, but then I found a very interesting difference..."
Fei Qian said this, but suddenly stopped talking. As if he was thirsty, he picked up a glass of wine and sipped it in small sips...
One is not from the Three Kingdoms, but it is also super classic:
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Back when Master Jin Yong wrote about Little Dragon Girl, she was simply thrown into stone, rotten eggs, rotten vegetables...
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……after many years……
The truth behind Xiao Longnu not getting pregnant after being fucked by Yin Zhiping was finally revealed!
Fang suddenly realized that he felt the deep chill hidden in a certain master... Well, the meaning...
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Wen’s 95 version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, episode 8 three minutes and fifty seconds...
When Xiao Longnu was being fucked by Yin Zhiping...
After Yin Zhiping lifted up Xiao Longnu's skirt...
