After packing his luggage and explaining what needed to be explained, Gao Fei took Zhao Yun, Xia Houlan, Pei Yuanshao, and Bian Xi back to his hometown in Longxi, and entrusted all the matters in Chencang to Liao Hua and Lu Heng. He believed that this
Lu Heng and Liao Hua can still handle trivial matters.
Going home was a bit uneasy for Gao Fei. After all, he was not the real Gao Fei, but his soul was attached to this Longxi man named Gao Fei. He carefully searched Gao Fei's previous memory bank, and in his memory he was in his hometown.
There is also a grandmother who depends on each other for life. Although Gao's surname is Longxi, Gao Fei's life experience is still a bit pitiful.
In my memory, Gao Fei's mother died not long after he was born. His father also participated in putting down the rebellion of the Qiang people when he was three years old. In the end, he died heroically for his country. His grandmother cried blindly because she couldn't bear the white-haired people to give away the black-haired people.
, from then on, the grandfather and grandson depended on each other. Fortunately, an uncle from the same clan took care of him, which allowed Gao Fei to thrive when he was young.
The miserable life experience left a huge shadow in the heart of this young man. He was not born with supernatural powers and was much thinner than those big men in the northwest. However, he had a dream in his heart and was unwilling to sink into it. He exercised hard and kept an open mind.
He learned from others. When he was twelve years old, he rescued a masked swordsman in black by chance. The swordsman taught him a set of marksmanship with a grateful heart. Later, the swordsman suddenly disappeared, so that his
The last few moves of the marksmanship have not yet been fully learned. However, despite this, the young Gao Fei gradually became prominent in the family. Finally, at the age of fifteen, he was selected as the Habayashi Lang. From then on, he went to Beijing and became the guardian of the imperial palace.
Rider Habayashi.
The past events were retrieved from his memory scene by scene, and it was like a documentary being shown before Gao Fei's eyes. He let out a long sigh, and couldn't help but feel a pity for this young man who died young. But if it weren't for this young man
If he died young, his soul might not possess Gao Fei, let alone have the chance to be reborn.
"Gao Fei, have a good journey. I will make good use of your body. From now on, I am you and you are me. We will definitely have a different future." He was entangled because of Gao Fei's life experience.
I slowly shouted in my heart.
Gao Fei didn't say much on the way. Perhaps Shang Zi was immersed in a faint uneasiness. When he was about to face the old woman who raised him in a few days, he didn't know what he should feel.
From Chencang to Longxi, there is only Hanyang County in between. Along the official road going west, Gao Fei and others gradually walked out of Chencang. The scenery in the northwest is different from that in Hebei. There are no endless plains, but many mountains and rivers.
, surrounded by mountains, the official road is winding. When you enter Hanyang County, your vision suddenly becomes clear, but you can still see the rolling mountains.
There are eleven cities in Longxi County. The governor's seat is in Didao, while Gao Fei's home is in Xiangwu. Xiangwu borders Hanyang County. Gao Fei took Zhao Yun, Xia Houlan, Pei Yuanshao, and Bian Xi along the official road.
You can reach it by walking straight. Along the way, everyone admired the scenery of Liangzhou, which looked a little desolate. You can often see Wubao where big families gather and live. There are some common people scattered around, and the population is relatively sparse.
After walking for four days, Gao Fei and others were able to sleep in the open air along the way. Except for resting in Jicheng in Hanyang County to replenish food and water sources, they basically spent the entire journey in the wilderness. The northwest wind and sand were strong,
It is autumn in September again, and the air is relatively dry and cold. When riding on horseback, the cold wind blows in my face, and I feel that the skin on my face is almost cut open. What does it mean that the autumn wind is like a knife? Flying high along the way
Finally got the lesson.
In ancient times, the four seasons of the year were very distinct, as were the changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Because many places still retain their original ecology, and there is no greenhouse effect on the earth, the weather in ancient times was much colder than in modern times.
"Master Marquis, after passing this boundary monument, we will enter the border of Longxi. Xiangwu is not far ahead." Zhao Yun pointed to a stone tablet on the roadside in the distance and said softly to Gao Fei.
Gao Fei just said "hmm", and Cima, Zhao Yun and others drove slowly past the boundary marker. Xiangwu was less than forty miles ahead. The closer he got to Xiangwu, the heavier Gao Fei felt in his heart.
The purpose of coming back this time was very clear. He was here to recruit soldiers. However, the sights he saw along the way made him not optimistic. The population was so sparse that it would be difficult to recruit two thousand hometown warriors.
Just take it one step at a time, and raise as much as you can. If you can't hold on to the warehouse, you'll lose it, Gao Fei thought.
After walking forward for a while, the wind started to blow unknowingly, and the cold wind like a knife blew the ground, immediately raising sand and dust, which was swept by the cold wind and hit everyone.
"Attention, the wind and sand are blowing, get off your horse and take shelter by the roadside!" Gao Fei covered his entire face with his sleeves and shouted to his subordinates Zhao Yun and others.
Bian Xi reacted very quickly and immediately found a hillock on the side of the road. He pointed at the hillock and said to Gao Fei: "Master Marquis, go over there and take shelter!"
So the five people galloped towards the mound, then dismounted one after another and hid behind the mound, letting the wind and sand blow over their heads. Some of the pattering sand fell from the air, making several people look disgraced.
"Damn, this is why I don't want to stay in the northwest. Except for the Guanzhong Plain and the Hetao area, the weather is almost like this in other places. It's not as comfortable as the white mountains and black waters in the northeast." Gao Fei couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart.
He cursed loudly, with a hint of displeasure on his face.
After about ten minutes, the wind and sand showed no sign of stopping, and became stronger and stronger. The sand and stones on the official road not far away were flying randomly, like wind and residual clouds. The visibility of the strong wind filled with sand and dust was less than five meters.
There are earthy yellow colors everywhere.
After waiting for a while, Gao Fei and others vaguely heard the sound of camel bells coming from the official road, and some big men shouted. Listening to the noisy sound in the dust, there were about a hundred people, and their accents were pure northwest accents.
The sound got closer and closer, and I saw a figure flashing out from the wind and sand. After taking a look at Gao Fei and others who were hiding behind the hillock, they turned back. Not long after, the sound of camel bells came, and there were also
Hearing the neighing of the horses, a group of swordsmen in fine costumes led their horses out of the wind and sand and drove slowly towards the hillock where Gao Fei was.
The swordsmen were all strong men. Surrounded by them, a man with a sallow complexion came over. From everyone's words and deeds towards the man, it could be seen that that man was their leader. The swordsmen and their party
There were more than a hundred people, each holding a fat and strong northwest horse. These people came behind the mound and politely bowed their hands to Gao Fei and others, giving them a few smiles, but they did not
speech.
When all the more than 100 people arrived, the approximately 30-meter-long mound was overcrowded by the group of swordsmen and the horses they led, and Gao Fei and others also gave up the space to Nuo Da.
, and before I knew it, I had reached the edge of the hillock.
Neither group of people spoke. After looking at each other, they fell silent in the wind and sand.
"Where are you guys going?" After a moment of silence, the yellow-faced man who was the leader of the swordsmen walked towards Gao Fei, maybe because he was too bored, or because he was jealous of Gao Fei and the others.
Out of curiosity, the man broke the silence.
"Xiangwu!" Gao Fei simply replied to the yellow-faced man.
The yellow-faced man had a scar on his face, a curly and thick beard on his lower chin, which extended to his temples, and deep-set eye sockets. A pair of bright eyes looked at Gao Fei a few times, and then continued to fuck.
With his northwest accent, he asked with a smile: "From the accent, it seems that some of you are from Guandong. When I see you are dressed, you don't look like poor people. Are you coming to Xiangwu to buy horses and sell them to Guandong?"
Gao Fei shook his head. He didn't have a good impression of this yellow-faced man. The main reason was that the man looked too abstract, and there was a scar on his face. When he smiled, his face showed a bit of ferocity.
, and a trace of murderous intent could be seen in the eyes of the hundreds of swordsmen behind the man, and he felt that this group of people were out-and-out horse bandits. He still answered simply: "Going back to visit relatives in my hometown!"
"Oh?" There was a hint of surprise on the yellow-faced man's face. Hearing that Gao Fei spoke pure Mandarin, he raised his hand and asked, "Is this little brother from Xiangwu?"
Gao Fei nodded and said, "Yes, I am from Xiangwu."
The yellow-faced man suddenly smiled happily. He hurriedly took a step forward and laughed loudly: "What a coincidence. I am also from Xiangwu. After all, we are from the same hometown. I, Marquis Li Wen, have you not asked me the name of my little brother?"
"Marquis Li Wen? Isn't he the one who rebelled with Bei Gong Boyu? What a damn unlucky man, how could he meet such a character and be from the same hometown as him? Could it be that he went to Huangzhong with more than a hundred people in his party?
Shall we discuss the rebellion with Beigong Boyu?" Gao Fei still knew about this history. Soon after, Huang Zhongyi rebelled against the Han Dynasty and jointly supported Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou as generals. They burned, killed and looted all the way to Jincheng.
At that time, Bian Zhang was hijacked, and Han Sui rebelled together, causing the entire Liangzhou to remain peaceful for several years.
"I'm Gao Fei!" After knowing Li Wenhou's origin, Gao Fei didn't like him, but he had brother No. 100 behind him, not to mention he didn't bring any weapons, so he politely answered Li Wenhou's question.
Unexpectedly, Marquis Li Wen was shocked when he heard Gao Fei's answer, and asked hurriedly: "Did your Excellency not pacify the Yellow Turbans of Hebei, and thus be granted the title of Marquis of Duxiang, Gao Ziyu who lived in Chencang?"
Gao Fei didn't expect that his matter would spread so quickly. Although the Yellow Turbans in Yingchuan and Nanyang are still fighting stubbornly, news of the Yellow Turbans' pacification in Hebei has spread throughout the country, but Gao Fei himself doesn't know about it.
That’s all. He smiled and said: “That’s right.”
Li Wenhou still had some courtesy. After confirming Gao Fei's identity, he hurriedly bowed respectfully: "The little man Li Wenhou pays homage to the Marquis."
Seeing how polite Li Wenhou was, Gao Fei said, "You're welcome."
Li Wenhou said: "It is true that heroes come from young. I didn't expect that our Xiangwu would also have a marquis. The marquis really added glory to the faces of our Xiangwu people. It's a pity that the villain has the word "hou" in his name, but he can only do it.
The people's activities of looking after their homes and courtyards are really embarrassing to the people of Xiangwu."
When Gao Fei heard Li Wenhou speak like this, he seemed to feel that Li Wenhou had no idea of rebelling yet and was respectful to him. His thinking suddenly changed qualitatively: "I only thought about how to resist the rebel attack, and I almost forgot.
It is a wise saying that officials forced the people to rebel. Maybe these people did not rebel, but were forced by life to do it. Otherwise, how could so many people from Liangzhou follow them to visit? Not to mention the huge momentum, and the people they visited
I can quickly mobilize tens of thousands of people everywhere. According to historical records, Beigong Boyu's visit was in November. It is now September. Maybe I can use the time difference to stop this rebellion, and then rely on my reputation
, it’s not a problem to raise a team, and finally take them to my hometown in the Northeast for development, hehe, hehehe, I’m so fucking smart.”
Thinking of this, Gao Fei felt a burst of joy in his heart, and said to Li Wenhou: "We are all from the same hometown. If I can do it, you can also do it. By the way, are you going back to your hometown too?"
Marquis Li Wen shook his head and sneered: "Going back to your hometown? What are you going to do? Can you fill your stomach? The villain doesn't have food like the Marquis."
Gao Fei heard some sarcasm and dissatisfaction. There are indeed differences between people. Ordinary people in modern times dream of having a fortune of millions, but millionaires will think of tens of millions and billions.
To a certain extent, ancient times were no exception. "Princes, generals, ministers, and ministers all have the right kind" is a good proof.
"What is this, Brother Li?"
"I went to Huangzhong, where the Colonel Protecting Qiang was recruiting volunteers. I took some people to join the army to fight for the imperial court, and also wanted to make a fortune from the marquis. Although I didn't have many men, they were all qualified.
Elite saber-wielders who have experienced hundreds of battles, and often fight against the Qiang people, with more than a hundred people as the foundation, it is not a problem to become a camp commander, a military prince or the like."
After listening to Li Wenhou's words, Gao Fei thought about it for a while, and then asked: "Brother Li, are you willing to work under me?"
Marquis Li Wen cupped his hands and said, "I appreciate Lord Hou's kindness, but I have already made an appointment with my friend to attend Yi Cong together, and I don't want to break the appointment."
Gao Fei put a smile on his face and continued to say politely: "Brother Li, can you wait for me for a day or two? I want to follow you to Huangzhong. I happen to have a good friend in Huangzhong and I want to visit him.
.We are all from the same hometown, and we have someone to look after us along the way. I wonder what Brother Li wants?"
Li Wenhou thought for a while and said: "Well, since Lord Marquis is willing to go on the road with the villain, it is also a blessing for the villain. It just so happens that these men of mine also want to go back and see their homes. After all, they have been out for so long. What a return.
I’ve never been back home.”
Gao Fei smiled, but slowly thought in his heart: "It seems that it is imperative to go to Huangzhong. If we can prevent them from rebelling and build a team, it would be a good choice."