Three Kingdoms

Inside the shaman's tent, smoke filled the air.

Although Yu Fuluo could sense some of the malice of General Fei Qian, he was just like facing a piece of Overlord Burger. He always felt that something was wrong. But if he really wanted to say it, he didn't have the relevant knowledge to say it. Come.

"Dear Chanyu..." the shaman spoke, his voice hoarse, like stones rubbing against each other, "Your eyes are so sharp, your thoughts are so far-reaching..."

"Please tell me the key points..." Yu Fuluo interrupted the shaman's chanting words, perhaps because he felt that the shaman's singing was too much, or because the shaman's voice was really unpleasant.

"Hehehehe..." the shaman chuckled twice, and then said, "Dear Shanyu, your judgment is correct... Han people, Han people never have any good intentions..."

Yu Fuluo leaned forward slightly and put his hands on his knees, "So, the Han people are really doing something behind their backs?!"

The shaman purred in his throat, as if he was rubbing a stone a few more times, "Han people, didn't the Han people do anything evil that day?"

Yu Fuluo's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but take a breath. He was immediately choked by the smoke in the tent, coughed repeatedly, and then his nose and tears came down.

Seeing this, the shaman waved his hand, and a man emerged from the darkness of the tent. Yu Fulo was startled, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was the shaman's apprentice. The shaman apprentice stepped forward, opened the tent curtain, then went around to the back of the tent and opened another vent.

The green smoke that was lingering inside the tent was like a prisoner eager to escape from his cage, almost clearly visible to the naked eye, running outward along the newly opened airflow channel...

"Oh...ah..." Yu Fuluo took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that his breathing became much easier.

The shaman pulled out a half-burned cow bone from the fire nearby. He used the bone knife on the side to quickly chop the black ash on the surface of the bone twice. He seemed to check the cracks on the surface of the bone through the light, and then shook it. He shook his head and said, "It's a pity that it's only half of the divination..."

"Could it be..." Yu Fuluo looked at the cow bones and then at the shaman, "Ah, this, I'm sorry... I don't know..."

"This is the will of the Immortal God..." The shaman closed his eyes and muttered a few words, then opened his eyes and repeated it again, "I didn't tell you Shanyu when I was doing the divination. You are here." He didn’t tell me at the time...this is the will of Changshengtian..."

Yu Fuluo was silent for a moment, then looked at the cow bones and couldn't help but ask: "I wonder what the shaman is divining?"

"The future..." the shaman's voice was hoarse, "our... future..."

"Our future?" Yu Fuluo swallowed, then stared at the cow bones, "So...has anything come out of the divination?"

"Only half..." The shaman handed the beef bones that had gradually cooled down to Yu Fuluo, and pointed to the cracks on the beef bones caused by the barbecue.

Perhaps because the grilling time was not enough, the cracks only penetrated the surface of the bone and did not go much deeper. Moreover, the deepest and longest crack only spanned less than half of the beef shoulder bone.

Yu Fuluo stared at it for a long time, trying to decipher the meaning of Changshengtian from this piece of ox shoulder bone, but in the end, except for the black ash on his hands, there was no gain in consciousness, and he could only feel helpless. He handed the ox shoulder bone to the shaman, just like a contract worker handing over the contract to the legal department, and asked with some awe and worry, "Excuse me... what does this mean?"

"Can't the Chanyu still see it?" The shaman pointed to the ox shoulder bone, "Isn't it obvious?"

Yu Fuluo swallowed: "This..."

"We... have no other choice..." the shaman whispered, "we have no choice..."

Yu Fuluo was stunned for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "So... what should we do?" The shaman did not exaggerate. Unless the Southern Huns embarked on the nomadic path again, everything must be done. Through the Han people, we learned to farm, make utensils, and build houses...

"Learn!" the shaman said, "As long as we are willing to learn... what we have learned is in our hands..."

"Study?" Yu Fuluo's eyes gradually turned outside the tent and towards the children who were having fun again in the distance. He seemed to think that what the shaman said was correct, because it was somewhat similar to his previous concept. , but at the same time, he felt that something was wrong with what the shaman said, but Yu Fuluo couldn't tell where he was wrong.

Yu Fuluo left with a heavy heart.

The shaman sat cross-legged and looked at the sky. There was a smile on his old face, but it looked a little weird under the oil and paint on his face...

……( # ■_■)……

Chang'an.

"Brother Wei! Brother Wei! I heard that Qinglong Temple is giving away free books!" A young man rushed over panting, and opened his mouth to tell the big news.

"Qinglong Temple? Free?"

"What books are free?"

"All free?"

"Do you have any of Zheng Gong's annotations?"

"How many books are distributed? Who is distributing them?"

"Did you take it?"

"..."

Before Wei Kang could speak, the others who had been following him had already swarmed around him and started asking questions.

Books from the Han Dynasty were quite valuable, so it basically felt like handing out 500 or 1,000 shopping coupons on the street, which immediately aroused enthusiasm.

There was a huge riot in Chang'an City a few days ago, and the Qinglong Temple lecture was naturally affected by this and had to be temporarily stopped. However, no one expected that when the Qinglong Temple convened again, it would be even more controversial than before. There was a sensation, and the cause of this sensation was the free books.

Because Wei Duan's letter to the Cavalry General Fei Qian was adopted by Fei Qian. Although Wei Duan's position was not directly promoted, the effect was still there. At least the son was valued by the father, and he was gradually becoming more and more loyal to Wei Kang. The rare friends suddenly became more numerous...

"Let's go and have a look!" Seeing that everyone was very concerned, Wei Kang himself was also curious, so he got on the bus in a swarm, and rode on horseback, heading towards Qinglong Temple.

No matter what dynasty it is, ordinary people are always full of infinite enthusiasm for free things. Of course, these people did not include some children of noble families. After Wei Kang arrived at the scene, he looked at the list of donated books and lost interest in queuing.

But the books in Weicome's home do not mean that everyone has them.

"Brother Wei..." Someone came to Wei Kang, raised his hands and said, "I saw "Zuo's Mandarin"..."

"Yeah, let's go..." Wei Kang nodded, "My dear brother, just go and line up..."

"..." The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, swallowed the second half of his sentence, and walked to the back of the queue helplessly.

The square seemed to be full of people.

Soldiers wearing armor maintained order, patrolling the field, scolding from time to time, and even hitting those who violated the rules with sticks.

"Are so many people sending gifts?" Wei Kang looked around, "What a generous gesture..."

"It's not all given away..." Someone who arrived at the scene earlier explained, "There are about a hundred copies of each type. Today is to get the number plate. It will be convenient in two days... What is that called?"

"Lottery..."

"That's right, it's a lottery, whoever wins is his..."

Wei Kang nodded, "Even so, there are nearly a thousand books, tsk tsk..."

"Yes, yes, this hussar general is really..."

……(→_→)(←_←)……

While many people in Qinglong Temple were either excited or sighing, Fei Qian said slowly in the Hussar General's office: "In the next period of lectures in Qinglong Temple, every second and sixteenth day of the lunar month, books will be given away. Anyway, once is a thousand books..."

Fei Qian didn't have the ability to spend money before, but now the output of bamboo paper made in Sichuan and Shu has increased, and he has certain conditions for spending money.

"If someone collects it repeatedly, or hires others to collect it..." Pang Tong was worried.

Fei Qian laughed and said: "It doesn't matter! Because what we are actually sending is not a book..."

"Not a book?" Pang Tong frowned.

Fei Qian nodded and said: "Also, in addition to the books donated by Qinglong Temple, we will also send some books to the Hu people, just in time for the enlightenment envoys to take them..."

"Is it possible..." Pang Tong asked hesitantly, "Is this also free?"

"Yes. There is a word called scissors..." Fei Qian said to Pang Tong, "Just like scissors, it can easily cut off the hair of cattle and sheep... These books can generally be regarded as... Our scissors..." The scissors gap in the narrow sense refers to industry and agriculture, but the scissors gap in the broad sense refers to the suppression of low added value by high added value.

From different standpoints, what you see will naturally be different.

For Fei Qian, if he wanted to extend the tentacles of the Han Dynasty at this time, the most useful thing to learn from was the colonial and semi-colonial systems of later generations.

The key to colonial and semi-colonial systems is the scissors difference. Not just industrially and agriculturally, but also economically and culturally.

Just like some European colonial empires in later generations, it is obvious that these colonial empires cannot achieve instant communication, and it takes a lot of time to travel between the empire and the colonies, but they can still maintain a certain period of time and harvest a large amount of wealth, and if there is a gap The larger it is, the sharper the scissor gap is.

Even after Taizu founded the country in later generations, the scissors gap still existed for a long time. Until the 1980s, the scissors gap in the domestic agricultural industry was still extremely sharp...

To deal with the Qiang people and the Southern Huns, Fei Qian adopted two different paths, but they basically reached the same goal, for the ultimate promotion of education.

"Scissors difference..." Pang Tong stretched out two fat fingers to imitate scissors and said thoughtfully, "This metaphor is somewhat interesting..."

"I think your hands are more interesting..." Fei Qian glanced over, "Your fingers are so fat now... Can you put them together? Like this?"

Fei Qian made two clicking movements and found that Pang Tong's fingers were as round as radishes, and when they were put together, the flesh was squeezed together. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "I finally feel like this now." Do you know how Lu died?"

"Floor furnace?" Pang Yi looked confused.

"Don't worry about that for now..." Fei Qian patted the newly printed lesson plan on the desk and said, "Now, the important thing is to build up the successor teaching echelon... Then, the teaching envoy will go out with these books. …”

Pang Tong nodded, but he still felt a little painful. He checked again and said, "Do you really want to give these books to these barbarians? Do you want to charge some paper fees?"

Paper is also expensive, and printing also requires a certain cost. Artificial tools, templates, etc. all cost money. Although the supply is not unlimited, each indoctrinator needs to bring a few copies, which adds up to a large sum. .

Fei Qian nodded and said: "No, it's free. Not only that, but we also teach for free..."

The experience of later generations taught Fei Qian that free things are the most expensive. If you want to destroy something, you can do it with just two words, "free".

When you get used to the free convenience, you can naturally take it back more intensively, like a express locker or something else. Free routines can be used from ancient times to the present, because everything changes, except human nature.

There is not much content in this booklet. According to Pang Tong, there seems to be nothing special about it. In addition to telling some natural principles such as the four seasons of heaven and earth, the other extra content is some things from the Book of Rites. Of course, it is In a more straightforward and simple description.

For example, it is promoted that the Han people are strong, civilized, kind, and beautiful, the Han Dynasty is rich, advanced, full of light and hope, and then there are a lot of concepts of fraternity and peace...

And so on.

Isn’t it very positive energy?

certainly.

When humans look directly at the sun, they cannot see sunspots at all.

Starting from the Han Dynasty and continuing to the Tang and Ming dynasties, China had carried out colonization to a certain extent. However, there was no system and probably no one knew how to do it. Therefore, although the Tang and Ming dynasties were feudal Chinese The two dynasties with relatively strong external influence still failed to obtain more scissor differences.

Carrot and stick is the simplest and most superficial colonial rule model, and such a simple model cannot last long, and even if you cannot grasp the weight of the stick to a certain extent, you will either be disabled or angry. At that time, The thrown sugar is not very useful.

Therefore, cultural erosion and even ideological enlightenment have become the most brutal methods. This method is not only a big step ahead of the original crude education model, it can even force the noble families in China to make corresponding changes...

Among the later generations, the one who was most proficient in using this method was Eagle Sauce. Until the Japanese country in the east was cut off from leeks for twenty years, when people talked about hawk sauce, most of them still had a good impression and admiration.

This is not just because of two big firecrackers, but a series of enlightenment models implemented by Yingjiang in Japan after the war. It controls Japan's media, high-level politicians, and even some special companies, and pushes carefully selected information to all people. Various knowledge, news, and film and television works, and then over time, the people formed the mindset that everything is good for Yingjiang, the family is good, the people are good, and even the air is sweet...

Therefore, if this series of measures taken by Feiqian can continue, when all the nomads in the surrounding areas are beaten with a big stick and eat the free package given by Feiqian for ten or twenty years, then these nomads will Children in ethnic minority families use things made by Han people and learn knowledge from Han people. They all think that Hanjiang is good at everything. They have a good family and good people. Even the air is sweet. They will risk their lives to come here to take a sip of Hanjiang. When you are in a fairy mood...

Should we also get some level 4 or 6 in Chinese by then?

Come up with some questions like "Other people's wives naturally wear as much as they can wear, and their own wives naturally wear as much as they can"?

If it can do all this, it seems to be good for the Han Dynasty. However, this requires a prerequisite...