Three Kingdoms

It got dark and then gradually lightened up, and then gradually turned dark again. The will of nature has never been influenced by one person's thoughts, just like a common saying in later generations, this earth will continue to turn around no matter who leaves it.

This is the Heroes' Temple built by Fei Qian in Pingyang. It has a white stone as the foundation and a black stone as the monument. It is solemn and solemn. To the north of the main monument without words, there is a black stone wall like a screen. On the wall, some words are carved, some are names, and some are just numbers, representing these people who have been here and have paid. Pass……

The person presiding over the sacrifice was a doctor from Moriyama Academy. He stood in front of the wordless stone tablet and used an old and generous voice to shout out the poem that was recited during every sacrifice:

"If there is life, there must be death! Death is inevitable! It is not dictated by fate!"

"We were the same people last night! Today we are in Guilu..."

The old voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, and it had the heroic spirit of a Northland man.

Everyone thought this poem was written by General Zhengxi, but in fact it was not. It was just that General Zhengxi felt that it was somewhat relevant, so he wrote it. It spread inadvertently and became the opening elegy for every sacrifice. …

Later, Fei Qian, the general of Zhengxi, became thick-skinned, so he pinched his nose and thought it was written by himself. Anyway, no one could jump out and cause trouble for him. Besides, so-and-so's literary talent was also good, so he couldn't Well, I’m not sure if I can write more or something different.

Under the stone tablet, there are students from Shoushan Academy and some civil servants from Pingyang, all wearing green or white cloth, standing solemnly. At the front are several women and children wearing linen and mourning, holding spiritual tablets and kneeling down. On the ground, whining softly.

This time the Yinshan Huns rebelled, the casualties among the soldiers were not very large, but the teaching assistants who were originally near the Yinshan Mountain were implicated a lot and died in the rebellion. Naturally, this sacrifice was mainly held for these enlightened disciples who unfortunately died.

The mountain mist blew by, and the long flags fluttered, as if the wind was also whimpering.

Mr. Shui Jing and Sima Erlang were standing at the back, mixed in with the crowd watching the ceremony.

"This..." Sima Hui closed his eyes and whispered, "This elegy seems to have a rich and free-spirited flavor..."

Sima Yi stood aside respectfully and murmured in a low voice: "...The words are simple and straightforward, and there is no reference or meaning, haha..." Sima Yi curled the corner of his mouth, "It's like the song of Chu and Shu... "Han people still prefer the prosperous and gorgeous articles in Han Fu, especially those from aristocratic families like Sima.

Sima Hui opened his eyes and glanced at Sima Yi, then slowly shook his head, closed his eyes again, and said softly: "Erlang, don't lose your sense...Such words are just the ingenuity of Zheng Xi's thoughts..."

"?" Sima Yi was a little confused at first, but he soon figured it out. He sighed lowly and answered with cupped hands, "My uncle's lesson is correct. In this way, it is used correctly here... It’s really exquisite…”

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Four hundred miles northwest of Wuwei City, there is a Qiang camp.

The wind in the grassland roared by, carrying flags flying to the left and right of the tent.

Xian Ling? In fact, it should be read as "Xian Ling" in the city. However, when it was first recorded, I don't know whether it was because of the person who recorded it or there was a problem in the translation, so it was later called "Xian Ling".

The Xianling Qiang people were extremely powerful, and they could be said to have been entangled with the Han Dynasty for three to four hundred years. In the beginning, the Xianling Qiang people herded the areas downstream from the Huangshui River to the Zhuanglang River, and there was a period of peace and harmony with them. Later, they colluded with the Xiongnu and attacked Lingju, Angu and other Han lands.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty naturally couldn't bear it and immediately sent a partial army to attack the Huns in the second year. After all, the main targets of the war at that time were the Huns. As a result, the Han family's partial army attacked the Qiang in the Western Regions. The first Ling Qiang could not withstand a single round and was defeated. Go to Xihai Yanchi and other places. As a result, in the name of not forgetting their homeland, the Xianling Qiang expressed their willingness to return to Huangshui and other places without farmland to graze their cattle, trying to cling to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and let them go...

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty said what he was doing early on. He liked to play, not roll around. He stood up and put on his belt, and didn't want to pay attention to Xian Lingqiang.

So the Xianling Qiang had a lot of resentment, and soon they were entangled endlessly with the Han. Until the period of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, the Xianling Qiang also gathered other Qiang, united in rebellion, occupied Longyou, and attacked Sansuke.

It was precisely because of Xianling Qiang's latest rebellion that Dong Zhuo officially entered the stage of the Han Dynasty.

Although the Xianling Qiang suffered a defeat some time ago and their strength is not as good as before, but that is still compared with the big men. Compared with the Baima Qiang, Yak Qiang and other small Qiang tribes, of course they are still considered to be behemoths.

Thousands of people gathered in one place, together with cattle, horses and livestock. This level of gathering could already be compared to an ordinary medium-sized town at this point in the Han Dynasty. It would naturally form an independent and special ecological circle, such as the outermost They are often responsible for the realm and grazing, and the closer they are to the Xianling Qiang headmen's tent, the higher their status...

At this moment, Quinma Xiangli, the leader of the Xianling Qiang people, was holding a bowl of horse milk tea, sitting on a tiger skin and watching two people wrestling not far in front.

The tribe is large, and naturally there are many things to do. The Qiang people do not have a system of administrative affairs like the Han people. Most of them report verbally and then deal with it directly, so from time to time, there will be Quinoa's lieutenants or confidants walking by. He came over and whispered something into Quinoa Xiangli's ear, and then with Quinoa Xiangli's few words, he retreated to deal with the affairs.

The two people fighting in the open space both looked tall, but one of them was a Qiang man, while the other was wearing Hanfu. Neither man wore armor and was fighting with bare hands.

It's just a gladiatorial fight, not a fight to the death.

The Qiang man was tall and muscular, with muscles in his arms, but he was obviously no match for the Han people. Although the Qiang people were strong, they suffered a loss because of this. The Han people caught a flaw and used their strength to fight. They fell face down to the ground with a chirp. Although it was grass, they fell hard after all and turned over. When I got up, I didn't know if I scratched my face or touched my nose, and it was all bloody.

The Qiang man had a brave character and didn't care about the blood on his face at all. He roared and seemed to be fierce, and he was about to rush forward again with just a touch of his hand. Quinoa Xiangli sat there, but put down his tea bowl, very calmly. Said: "Rizha, you lose, please replace."

"I come!"

Another Qiang man who was watching from the outside of the circle dropped his weapon, took off his armor, struck each other twice with his fists, and then walked in a circle with the Han man in the center. The new Qiang people consciously shouldered the honor, and after seeing the abilities of the Han people, they did not dare to rush forward rashly. Instead, they carefully circled around, looking for flaws, hoping that the Han people had exhausted a lot of energy in the previous fights. You can win in one fell swoop.

However, the Han people showed great momentum and took the initiative to approach several times, but the new Qiang people avoided it, which caused a burst of cheers from the surrounding Qiang people. Although some of them were cheering, most of them also disliked the new people. The Qiang man's evasive behavior.

Perhaps because of the pressure of shouting outside the stadium, or perhaps because they really found the Han's flaw, the Qiang rushed forward, but the Han took the opportunity to grab his arm, and with a strong step, the Qiang fell to the ground... …

The Qiang people who were watching shouted loudly, making jokes, compliments, and anything else.

"Okay!" Quinoa applauded, "If you win three battles in a row, you can be considered a warrior! Come here and give me some wine!"

Immediately, one of Quinoa's guards took off a cowhide bag filled with kumiss from his body and threw it to the Han people.

The Han people were not polite, stretched out their hands to grab it, pulled out the stopper and drank half of it in one breath. Then they held up the cowhide bag to express their thanks to Quinoa, turned to the Qiang man who had just been beaten with blood on his face, and took the cowhide bag. He threw it over and said, "Here, I'll buy you a drink!"

The Qiang man, whose face was covered with blood, laughed loudly and pulled out the stopper. He took a long breath without caring that the blood was still dry, and then stepped forward and pulled the Han man: "You treat me to wine, and I'll treat you to meat! Walk!"

The Han man gestured to Ma Chao, who was next to Quinoa. Ma Chao nodded, and the Han man followed the Qiang man and walked away with a smile. Two more people in the small circle jumped up and started fighting hand in hand. It's just that this time both of them are Qiang people...

"Commander Ma..." Qinmai glanced at the retreating figures of the Han people and said with a smile, "You have good men..."

Ma Chao laughed and said: "I am pretty good with just these few people. How can I be like a general? All my subordinates are warriors!"

The two of them smiled in unison.

After a while, Quinoa went to Li and said slowly: "Commander Ma, what do you think of the Zhengxi Army currently in Sanfu? How powerful is it? It is said that Commander Ma also fought against the Zhengxi Army?"

"Of course the combat power is still good... It's not wrong to say it's my shame... It's just that I had few manpower at the time, and the white horse, Qing Yi, and yak... I won't say it, it sounds like I'm making excuses... Ma Chao said with a smile, as if he was hiding nothing at all, "But that army that conquers the West also has a big flaw..."

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On the outskirts of Pingyang, the memorial service for those who died in Yinshan Mountain has come to an end.

Sima Hui quietly looked at the people who were worshiping the heroes, and after a while he slowly said: "This is Muye... Zhengxi is so smart..."

Paying homage to the soldiers can boost their morale and encourage them to move forward bravely while on the battlefield. Paying homage to the scribes can stimulate more people to invest in the project of civilizing the barbarians, and perhaps after a while In two generations, these Huns who received Chinese education may have completely transformed into part of the Han people.

The county guard is the emperor's pastor. What is "herding" means that the people at the grassroots level are like cattle and sheep. They are easily attracted by some things, and then bleat and gather somewhere. Even if they are dragged out and slaughtered, they still care about them. The grass in front of you, and forget the fur and flesh on your body.

But among the sheep, there are some unique loners.

For example, Sima Hui.

Sima Hui sincerely praised Fei Qian and thought Fei Qian's skills were beautiful, but that didn't mean that Sima Hui was willing to follow Fei Qian's whip.

In the past period of time, Sima Hui was also running north and south. After all, with the aura of celebrities protecting him, the various princes fighting in the Central Plains would not go out of their way to embarrass Sima Yi. Therefore, Sima Hui actually saw the cover-up of the Shandong nobles. Under the banner of the so-called King Qin, he was ready to move, and he saw the control of the Han Dynasty disintegrating in the process.

From north to south, princes, large and small, were engaged in large and small games and conflicts openly and secretly. The nobles and nobles from all over the country were also in the process, either waiting and watching, or betting, or taking action. They were forced to take sides in desperation, but there were also those who stood in the wrong place and stepped directly into the gate of hell...

Hanoi is generally lucky. Except for the initial surprise attack on Hanoi by Dong Zhuo, it has basically stabilized now. Production and life have generally returned to the same state as before. However, the only unstable factor at the moment is Fei Qian, the general who conquered the West.

When the two armies are fighting, not only the soldiers of the two sides are fighting, but the cities and villages where the two armies are fighting will also be implicated, leading to the death of families and the entire city and village. It is common for the entire city and village to become a ghostland. If Fei Qian and Yuan Shao one day start a war, Hands on, Hanoi became the front line.

At that time, no matter how capable and brilliant the Sima family is, and they stand on the side of the winner first, can they completely avoid the madness of the loser's desperate struggle? Isn't it common for a war to engulf a family or several families with hundreds of years of heritage?

This is the complex reality that the Sima family must face.

The Sima family can naturally see clearly what kind of strength Yuan Shao has, but the Sima family can also see what kind of ambition Yuan Shao has. Apart from anything else, Yuan Shao's previous behavior of proposing Liu Yu as emperor made Sima Fang and Sima Hui were very dissatisfied. Sima Fang has an upright personality. Even when talking to his son at home, he is extremely serious and pays attention to etiquette at all times. Naturally, he is disgusted with Yuan Shao's behavior that violates etiquette and law, so he is not willing to join Yuan Shao at all.

Therefore, investigating Fei Qian's strength and deducing subsequent changes have become urgent matters for Sima Hui and even the entire Sima family. As for the struggle between modern and ancient literature, it also requires lives to fight. If you don't even have your life, then what's the point of fighting?

The mountain mist blew by, and the long flags on the altar fluttered.

Sima Hui looked up, squinting his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something, and after a long time he said: "Erlang, tomorrow you go to visit General Zhengxi... You need to be more respectful and don't make any mistakes again..."

"Uncle?" Sima Yi said with some confusion, "Why is this necessary? Speaking of which, my uncle is still kind to him... How could he be famous in Hanoi if he hadn't been given the name by his uncle and strengthened his reputation?"

Sima Hui shook his head and said, "Has Erlang ever heard of this name in Pingyang in the past two days?"

"This..." Sima Yi was speechless. In Pingyang, I heard and talked about General Zhengxi. How could anyone call Fei Qian "Yinkun"...

Mr. Shui Jing looked at the long banner that was swaying in the distance, as if it was about to fly away in the wind, and said slowly: "Hidden in the abyss, it is necessary to become famous. Now it has risen suddenly, its wings are shaking with the wind and thunder. , why should we care about some floating clouds?"

Hearing this, Sima Yi couldn't help but remain silent. Following Sima Hui's gaze, he also cast his gaze towards the altar in the distance. His eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking about...