Three Kingdoms

The matter of educating the barbarians was finally put on the practical agenda. In the past two days, Fei Qian was basically busy dealing with the accumulated official duties. After finally coming to an end, he came to Shoushan Academy. place.

The scale of the Academy is getting larger and larger now, and more and more people are benefiting from it, forming a complete ecological chain, just like the restaurants and shops near the university towns in later generations. As long as there are places where people gather, there will be Bring a lot of business.

These ordinary people work from dawn to dusk to earn a living to support their families, or to make a fortune, but the numerous students at the Moriyama Academy above Momoyama want to earn an official position and a high profile.

Individuals have different desires, but this Taoshan has become a place where desires gather. What is hidden under the fragrance of books and ink is still the human nature rolling in the world of mortals, and these human natures have brought some troubles to Fei Qian.

"...Zi Yuan, come here, try this peach blossom tea soup..."

Cai Yong pointed to the tea soup on the table with a smile, and looked at Fei Qian with a smile. During this period, Cai Yong has become more and more youthful, his face is shiny and rosy, and he is no worse than young people.

Between the master and the apprentice, sometimes the master is proud of the apprentice, and sometimes the apprentice is proud of the master. But after all, in this period of the Han Dynasty, the relationship between master and apprentice was sometimes better than that of father and son.

Cai Yong is indeed a bit leisurely, which can be seen from this tea soup. Although the tea soup of the Han Dynasty has always been the birthplace of dark cuisine, what the hell is this peach blossom tea soup?

"...I saw that the peach blossoms were extraordinarily beautiful this year, so I took the peach blossoms from the third day of March at midnight, removed the calyx stems, tanned them, dried them in the sun, sealed them and stored them in a cellar..." Cai Yong introduced it enthusiastically, while talking. While stroking his beard, he looked a little proud, "...When cooking, in addition to the refined tea, only a little green salt is added to enhance its flavor, a little black plum to enhance its flavor, and a little dried ginger to remove the dampness and coldness... Ziyuan, you can try it and see..."

Well.

All right.

Fei Qian reluctantly picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Well, actually compared with traditional Chinese medicine, this tea soup is not that bad to drink...

In fact, Qifei Qian's tea soup is gradually becoming popular in Pingyang City.

What is good at the top will be bad at the bottom.

It is precisely because Fei Qian basically asked the attendants to cook some tea soup at the Yizheng Hall, so everyone basically knew that Fei Qian preferred to drink such tea soup, and they gradually followed suit. Even Fei Qian's method of wrapping Gebu in tea bricks to reduce some impurities in the tea soup was also learned.

It's just that the tea soup is extremely bitter, so it's better to add some honey, some green onions, ginger, and other miscellaneous things to suit the appetite of the Han Dynasty people. Therefore, the habit of making tea soup spread around Pingyang. Cai Naturally, there is no need to follow new trends here.

So this peach blossom tea soup is naturally rich in flavor.

"...Okay, good tea!" Fei Qian gulped, swallowed the tea soup, and then said.

Cai Yong laughed and said: "...Well, I think Zi Yuan must also like it... Come here, go and get a jar of peach blossoms that I have sealed behind the hall for Zi Yuan!"

"Uh...this...student is being disrespectful..." Fei Qian knew in his heart that refusing was useless and would probably make Cai Yong unhappy, so he accepted it without any polite words.

Is this jar of peach blossoms valuable? It's not very valuable, but it's not valuable. After all, it came from Cai Yong's house. No matter how much people want to spend, they can't get it.

What's more, old people are like this. Later generations of Fei Qian's parents also always touched a little here and tidied up a few things there every time Fei Qian wanted to say goodbye. They always asked Fei Qian to carry these things with both hands before leaving, as if this way they could feel at ease.

Although Cai Yong is not Fei Qian's parent, the friendship is basically the same, so Fei Qian cannot refuse.

Cai Yong smiled and saw Fei Qian's bodyguard going down with the peach blossom jar, then he stroked his beard and said slowly: "...Zi Yuan, what I mentioned before about letting the great scholar go to Hu Di to teach... There are some difficulties..."

Fei Qian knew that this was not so easy to say, and it was very difficult to actually put it into practice.

Just like later generations have been emphasizing support for the border areas, and then proposed various preferential conditions, and even advertised state officials as rewards, but there are still few people paying attention. The reason is very simple. After all, the living conditions and environment are too different. Not everyone can bear this hardship.

"The education of the barbarians must be carried out..." Fei Qian pondered for a moment and said, "...This policy was already discussed and decided at the time of Luoyang, how could it be abandoned halfway? The master has a good heart, is this... an evil person? Let someone do it..."

Cai Yong opened his eyes and said seriously: "This is a good deed, how can it be done by force? Besides, if it is forced, it will not be done with all the heart. If there is resentment, it will inevitably be a little...somewhat unsightly..."

The words used by Cai Yong are relatively light. In fact, if some special circumstances really happen, so-called "traitors" will appear...

Among them is the famous traitor of the Han Dynasty, Bank of China said.

Bank of China said that he was a great eunuch during the period of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty. It is unclear whether he was favored or not, but the Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty sent him to escort the princess to the Huns for marriage. It is said that this is a glorious political task, and most people are not qualified to get such an errand. However, the Bank of China said that he personally did not want to go to the desolate Xiongnu territory, so he made excuses to refuse.

However, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty believed that Zhongxing was from Yan and grew up in Shuofang, so he should be more familiar with the situation of the Huns than other people. He was originally sent to spy on the Xiongnu and collect intelligence, so it was more appropriate for Zhongxing to say so. As a result, seeing Bank of China being so stubborn, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty got angry and refused to replace him, insisting that Bank of China persuade him to take this trip. BOC said that his arms could not twist his thighs, so he had to set off in frustration.

Perhaps for this reason, or perhaps for other reasons, Zhongxing said that as soon as he arrived at the Xiongnu, he surrendered to the old Chanyu, became a close confidant of the Chanyu, and began to target the Han Dynasty.

First, the actual situation of trade between the Han Dynasty and the Xiongnu was told to the Chanyu, and even like the Xiongnu Chanyu, he was asked to take the lead in giving up the demand for the exquisite services and food of the Han Dynasty, and instead used the original nomadic people's food. Felt cloth and rough food caused the little trade gap that the Han Dynasty had finally cultivated, and then it went to waste.

Later, another envoy from the Han Dynasty prepared to reprimand the Bank of China. At first, he even thought that he could win and humiliate the Bank of China. However, he did not expect that he was refuted by the Bank of China and was speechless.

I have to admit that BOC was very familiar with the Han Dynasty at that time, and the accusations it pointed out under the "state of etiquette and righteousness" were extremely sharp. Even some of BOC's theories were still used by the famous youth digital movement in later generations. Someone grandly took it out again and framed it.

However, BOC said that he later disappeared from the history books, so no one knows what happened to him. However, according to Fei Qian's personal guess, the knight-errant culture in the Han Dynasty was extremely serious. The Bank of China said that it was very likely that he died at the hands of a knight-errant. However, it is possible that the knight-errant also died on the spot, so it is not known to anyone.

People need to go, but they cannot be forced to go. Otherwise, it will be difficult for things like human nature to withstand any test. Just like the doctrines that future generations talk about every day, aren't there still a large number of people who are either corrupt or degenerate, or surrender in the face of torture and become lackeys of hostile forces?

"Master's intention...disciple also knows, don't worry..." Fei Qiangong cupped his hands and said, "...then I still need to bother the master to help..."

"If this thing can be accomplished, it will be a great achievement, and I will do my best. I just don't know how Zi Yuan wants to do it?" Cai Yong was a little confused.

Fei Qian smiled and said: "I still need to make some preparations. Master, you might as well wait for two days and then you will know..."

…………………………

The years are quiet.

This is almost every time Fei Qian sees Cai Yan, he feels in his heart.

"... Then Shujie passed away in the distance, pointing to stability for a period of time. The long road was continuous, and the distant water flowed back. After crossing the Niyang, the sun died, and I was sad that the ancestral temple was not repaired. I released my remaining horse in Pengyang. Come, let's forget about the festival and think about ourselves. The sun is dark and it is approaching twilight, and the cows and sheep are coming down. The sadness of the vast space is like the lament of the poet..."

Fei Qian listened quietly, listening to Cai Yan's ups and downs of voice reverberating in the forest corridor even though he was not very young, vividly expressing this slightly sad poem.

"..." Cai Yan noticed something strange, so he stopped, then turned his head and saw Fei Qian, and couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah", and then said, "... When did junior brother come?"

"I just came here not long ago." Fei Qian cupped his hands and said, "What, why is Senior Sister reading and reciting this poem? But what can't you gain from it?"

Cai Yan was stunned for a moment, then put down the book in his hand, lowered his head and said: "...It's nothing, just read casually..."

Just read it?

Fei Qian didn't believe it, but he didn't continue to inquire. Instead, he nodded and said, "Senior sister's place is better, it's clean... I've been mentally exhausted these past two days with writing papers, approving and writing, and my wrists are so sore... Senior sister doesn't know that outside the political affairs office Those officials wanted to stick the wooden slips of running script under my nose so that I could be the first to read..."

Seeing what Fei Qian said was interesting, Cai Yan pursed his lips and smiled, put down the book in his hand, and asked the maid on the side to prepare the tea.

"...Alas, alas," Fei Qian quickly stretched out his hand and said, "...I was just in the front hall, and I drank a lot of tea soup with the master... Uh... In this way, I would like to drink a little more, a little... "

While watching the maid cooking tea soup, Cai Yan asked, "Why did you come to see your father this time?"

"It's nothing..." Fei Qian subconsciously wanted to deny it, but was quickly defeated by Cai Yan's clear eyes. He moved to the pavilion, sat down and said slowly, "...before I When I was in Luoyang, I discussed with my master the sinicization of the Hu people, and this time it was just the right time..."

The Sinicization of the Hu people is not a big secret. In a few days, Fei Qian will start recruiting these Confucian disciples who are willing to teach the Hu people on a large scale, so he will let Cai Yan know one day sooner or later. Not a problem.

"Educate the barbarians?" Cai Yan frowned slightly, forming a thin line between his eyebrows, "...the barbarians...I remember someone proposed it during the reign of Emperor Wen, but later..."

Cai Yan glanced at Fei Qian and stopped talking.

Anyone can roughly guess what happened next. After all, if Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty had succeeded in educating the barbarians, nothing would have happened to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

But now, for Fei Qian, it is a new challenge.

"... Hu people are cruel in nature and have different cultural and social skills. It is not easy to teach them. Junior brother, you have to think carefully..." Cai Yan took the tea bowl brought by the maid, then raised his chin and motioned for Fei Qian to drink. Tea, while saying, "... If you succeed, you will have little effect; if you fail, you will become a laughing stock... Junior brother, you need to think about it..."

"..." Fei Qian silently took the tea soup and took a sip.

Uh, why does it still smell like this?

"...This...is this peach blossom tea?" Fei Qian couldn't help but ask. How come both father and daughter have fallen in love with peach blossom tea recently? Although the production of this tea is more refined than Cai Yong's, the taste is still not the same.

Cai Yan smiled and said: "Yes... Oh, I must have drank it at my father's place... When spring comes here, the mountains are full of peach blossoms. It would be a pity to let them fall into dust and turn into mud... Junior brother, you know , I have more free time on weekdays, so I collected some peach blossoms to make tea with the maids, but it has a different flavor..."

Cai Yan suddenly seemed to remember something, and then felt slightly embarrassed. He lowered his head, raised his sleeves and hid his face as if drinking tea.

Fei Qian was holding the tea bowl and had been thinking about the enlightenment in his mind, so he didn't notice the slight difference in Cai Yan, "... Times are also lucky. During the time of Emperor Wen, the Huns were tyrannical, but now the Huns have been divided into north and south, and This time it was also Yu Fuluo, the Chanyu of the Southern Xiongnu, who asked for some Confucian disciples to teach and teach scriptures. It was just the right time to promote education. If we miss this opportunity, we don’t know when we will be able to wait until next time..."

Fei Qian sighed and said: "...Education is a matter of great benefit. I think that although this matter is difficult, someone has to do it after all..."

Fei Qian didn't know it was not easy. There is probably nothing in the world that is more difficult than changing a person's mind, but at least Fei Qian is ahead of the Han Dynasty with more than a thousand years of accumulation of thinking and the massive information reserves of later generations. It is somewhat better than the Han Dynasty, or from the Han Dynasty. In the future, some Chinese people will have to be clearer.

Cai Yan looked at Fei Qian, pondered for a moment, smiled as brightly as a peach blossom, signaled the maid to add more tea soup to Fei Qian, then raised the tea bowl and said with a slightly heroic voice: "...That's it, senior sister. With this tea, I wish my junior brother success!"

Fei Qian was stunned: "Huh? Still drinking..."