Yelu Hongji didn't understand one thing. The stronger the foundation, the longer the building can exist, and the same goes for the country.
Generally speaking, as long as the Han people's country survives eighty years, then it is not a big problem to continue for two hundred years. The first eighty years determine the foundation of the dynasty, and the rest are basically relying on the blessings of the ancestors to get by.
The four words of propriety, justice, integrity and shame basically give the Han people's world a super-stable structure, while in a country with an agricultural society, stability and stability are destined to be the biggest theme.
Because of the needs of production and life, the people on horseback need to wander on the land. Wandering represents instability and has no chance of peace and stability. Nomads who are accustomed to fighting against the harsh nature will react naturally when encountering things.
Fighting, therefore, they are strong, tough, brave, and fearless. However, the dynasty created by force will surely collapse in force. This has long been proved by countless living examples. There has never been peace on the beautiful grassland.
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Every year at Yuerluo, when Yelu Hongji lifted the first big fish from under the ice, he would respectfully offer the fish to God, hoping that God would bless the Khitan people with long-term peace and stability. Not only did he do this, he also
My grandfather did the same thing.
A country that has emerged from blood and fire, after receiving the influence of Han culture, finally understands the value of peace. Unfortunately, the prayers they recite are contrary to the alms bowl system established by their ancestors.
There are many contradictions in the Khitan nation. From the day his father died, Yelu Hongji knew very clearly that when his father passed the throne to him instead of giving it to the ambitious King of Qin, Uncle Wang, at that moment, he
I saw the bright eyes of King Qin Wang Shu turn gray for an instant, and then, flames rose there.
"I don't know if King Qin Wang's uncle's illness is getting better! Maybe as long as I leave Linhuang Mansion, his illness will get better immediately." Yelu Hongji doesn't like the milky kumiss, but prefers to drink it sour.
of grape wine.
Queen Xiao Guanyin knew that the emperor didn't mean to ask for her opinion, but just said it casually. So she still bent her knees and sat quietly on the cart, listening to the shaman's high-pitched voice echoing in the wilderness. She could imagine those people wearing
The shamans in divine clothes are constantly smearing deer blood on the big trees they pass by to mark that this is the auspicious soil of the gods and does not need to be disturbed by any monsters.
Xiao Guanyin didn't like vulgar shamans. She didn't believe those scary people with bells all over their bodies, magic tools made of ox knee bones in their hands, and various strange smells dancing and shouting around her.
She likes the quiet Buddhism, and likes to kneel down on a simple futon and silently recite those sutras. A large part of her girlhood was spent under the brilliance of Buddhism.
"In addition to the imperial edict, no one is allowed to enter the palace with a sword; those who are not honorary concubines, Yi Li Jin, deputy envoys, and those responsible for various duties are not allowed to wear turbans. Such an imperial edict will refute the emperor's uncle, the empress,
What do you think the Emperor's uncle is going to do?" Yelu Hongji asked again, holding a small paper bone knife in his hand.
Seeing that Xiao Guanyin seemed indifferent, he smiled and said: "The people of Li Jin and the deputy envoys are slaves and are not allowed to wear camel nuns, otter fur, knife handles, rabbit falcons, saddles, and pendants. They are not allowed to use rhinoceros or bone."
But the general couldn't help it. This edict was strongly supported by the emperor's uncle. Why? Could it be said that as long as it is in the interests of the emperor's uncle, it will be implemented, and anything that is not in the interests of the emperor's uncle will be implemented.
Do all things have to be abandoned? In these years, because of my father’s promise, I have always been kind to the emperor’s uncle. Could it be that because of my attitude, the emperor’s uncle had some thoughts that he shouldn’t have?
King Ren of Wu first learned about the affairs left in Nanjing, and King Tubute of Chen became the prime minister of the Nanfu, and was granted the title of King of Chu. He made the Shunyi Army Jiedu envoy Shi Shennu the king of Nanjing. What does the Queen think?"
Xiao Guanyin shook his head and said: "This is a major military and national matter, and I, the king, should decide it independently!"
"Hougu, the great prince of the South Courtyard, stayed in Zhongjing, and the prime minister of the North Palace, Xiao Ala, the king of Xiping County, was granted the title of King of Han. The emperor's younger brothers King Yue and Lu Wen were granted the title of King of Lu, King Xu Alian was appointed King of Chen, and Deputy Privy Envoy Yao Jingxing acted as counselor.
In political affairs, Wu Zhan, a Hanlin scholar, was appointed as deputy envoy to the Privy Council and participated in political affairs. He also knew that Han Shaowen, a minister of the Privy Council, was staying in Beijing and was ordered to deploy in the court. When things were confidential, he reported them immediately. He wrote slanderous letters, which were often rejected by readers and abandoned the market. The Queen thought that
how?"
Yelu Hongji is still talking endlessly about his personnel arrangements.
Xiao Guanyin prostrated himself on the ground, and said cautiously with his hands palms up: "I only ask that when your majesty descends the thunder and anger, you can take care of the Buddha's thoughts and act compassionately. Don't be disturbed by the inner demons and cause boundless killings."
evil!"
Yelu Hongji said with a smile: "Zheng Zhuanggong in "Zuo Zhuan" said that we should not meet each other until the underworld. This is such a wonderful and touching story. The emperor's uncle has made great contributions to the Khitan and has been very kind to my father and son. Passing by Bo
When I passed away, I gave the Emperor Taishu a copy of "Zuo Zhuan" and specially folded a corner of the chapter on Zheng Zhuang Gong. Such a warning must be said to be the end of benevolence and righteousness, right?"
Xiao Guanyin kowtowed his head on the thick felt and whispered: "The shrike flying in the east and the swallow flying in the west are not as sad as never seeing each other in the underworld. Zheng Zhuanggong still had room for change back then, but the emperor's uncle may not be so good."
Good luck. I only wish the Emperor Taishu can pull back from the brink."
Yelu Hongji laughed and said: "The queen is a woman and a person who believes in Buddha. How do you know the sweetness of having power? For me, power is like eating and sleeping. I can't stop it for a day. For the emperor,
The same is true for uncle.
There is no limit to human greed, and it is human nature to look at one mountain but not another, and something as fragile as reason can't stop it."
After Xiao Guanyin sat down, he hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Since you know that the emperor's uncle has bad intentions, why did you still leave Dong Naibao early? Wouldn't it be better to spend the first day of the year in Linhuang Mansion?
Your trip this time can be described as light and simple. Not only do you have no important ministers around you, but the sergeants only have 50,000 cavalry led by ten ghost slaves, plus 10,000 palace guards. No matter from which aspect, your strength is still weak. "
Yelu Hongji smiled and said: "There is a reason. The biggest reason why we brought ten ghost slaves is that these people are very reliable. The small number of people does not mean that the combat effectiveness will be weakened. On the contrary, the ghost slaves must gather together to
Use their power to the extreme. Here, the 60,000 cavalry will be invincible."
At this point, Yelu Hongji had lost interest in talking about government affairs. He leaned against the huge wool pillow, closed his eyes slightly and said to Xiao Guanyin: "I heard that you have composed a new song, so you might as well sing it to me."
Xiao Guanyin walked to the back of the guzheng with a smile, and adjusted the guzheng twice with "Xianweng, Xianweng". Looking at the snow-capped earth, he remembered Yelu Hongji's emotional words just now, and then he started to sing.
He sang: "The majesty of the city can overwhelm Nanbang for thousands of miles, and it can cross the Yalu River when going east;
All the spirits and monsters are afraid, but the tiger will not surrender."
The singing continued, and Yelu Hongji clapped and laughed. The internal officials who were kneeling outside the cart saw the emperor and the queen were in good spirits, so they clapped their hands gently. The karaoke singers who were kneeling outside quickly adjusted.
The music score, the music played, and the audition were all over. After just a few tea breaks, Yelu Hongji heard a lot of singing and dancing outside. There was an actor with a rough voice, knocking on the iron plate and singing loudly: "The majesty thousands of miles overwhelms Lampang. If you go east, you can
Cross the Yalu River; all the spirits and monsters will break their courage, but how can you teach a tiger not to surrender?"
At first it was just the actors singing, then the Hanlin accompanying the army sang along, and in the end, the whole army was singing, causing countless birds that had not returned to the south in winter to fly over the vast land, and some small animals fled into the distance in fear.
In the forest where the birds were flying, a strong man wearing animal skins and carrying a thick hunting bow stood under the pine trees and looked coldly at the convoy moving slowly on the horizon.
The song of the Khitan people came from far away. The disheveled savage punched the pine tree hard, almost burying himself in the snow powder he knocked down.
He grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, spit out a mouthful of thick white mist, and said bitterly: "The Dog Emperor has many people, so we can't go up there and die. If we can't kill him this time, we will always have a chance to kill him."
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Pushing aside the snowdrift that covered him, a large group of thick and thick Jurchens squatted on the snow behind him. These people were wrapped in animal skins and their heads were wrapped in linen. Only their beast-like eyes were exposed. They listened to the leader of the women.
After the real person said this, he quickly dispersed and entered Lin Mang. In the blink of an eye, only one Jurchen was left here.
He walked behind the big tree. There was a large piece of red snow here. A Khitan nobleman was nailed to the big tree with a wooden wedge through his shoulders. The Jurchen savages did not rob him, even though he was covered in black.
The mink coat was also well worn on his body. There was a piece of animal skin tied around his mouth, which was bulging and filled with stones. He could not speak and could only look at the man with a face covered with horror.
The scarred Jurchen, the Khitan good horse, the owner has been captured, but his horse is still guarding the side, walking around uneasily.
The thick Jurchen tore the Khitan nobleman from the tree alive, shook his body and shouted: "I will return you to the Khitan Dog Emperor and tell him that Kripo is not dead and let him wait."
, sooner or later I will kill him one day, take away his palace and women, and let his descendants be the most humble slaves from generation to generation..."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the Khitan noble's reply, he broke his limbs from the joints, put him on the back of the horse, and finally pulled out a thick wolf-tooth arrow from his quiver.
, stabbed the Khitan noble in the back of the heart, and did not stop until the arrow came out from the front with blood. He saw a group of Khitan rangers coming from a distance, and slapped the horse hard on the butt.
With a slap in the face, the war horse happily ran towards the emperor's motorcade, carrying its owner who would not rest in peace. (To be continued)