Three Kingdoms

The next day.

Fei Qian was sitting in the hall, boiling water to make tea.

This is a habit of Fei Qian, and it seems that only moments like this can make Fei Qian feel that he belongs to him. During this tea time, there are no other chores. It belongs entirely to him, just like the social animals in later generations who will sit alone in the car for a few minutes after driving home from get off work and arriving at the door.

Being alone, looking at myself, my true self, my true self.

This hall is naturally the residence of the Lord Yinshan. Of course, it is now occupied by Fei Qian and his party, while Li Dianmo lives in the side courtyard.

The sound of water gurgling and the fragrance of tea spread.

The sunlight shines in from the window, forming the shape of window grilles on the wooden boards in the hall.

Fei Qian picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink it when he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor...

"This naughty kid..."

Fei Qian lowered his eyelids and tasted the tea carefully.

"Dong dong dong..."

The footsteps were getting closer.

"Father!" 』

Feizhen stuck her little head in and said, "I just went to the study to find you..."

"I knew you would go to the study to find me..." Fei Qian put down the tea bowl and sighed slightly, "It's just that I didn't expect you to come so soon... So, have you figured it out?" Could it be..."

Feizhen jumped up and said, "No!" This time it was all my own thinking, and I didn’t ask my mother for help! Mother didn’t say anything, not at all! 』

"That's OK," Fei Qian nodded, "then tell me... do you want to have some tea first?" 』

"Uh..." Fei Zhen, who initially felt a little wronged by Fei Qian, was immediately led astray by Fei Qian and sat down again honestly, "Thank you, Father..."

Fei Qian poured a bowl of tea for Fei Zhen, and then the father and son sat in the hall, holding tea bowls and sipping.

After drinking a bowl of tea, people gradually relaxed.

Because of Fei Qian's influence, almost everyone in the Fe family likes to drink tea.

Feizhen was no exception. She hugged the teacup and exhaled a long breath, "It feels good..."

"Well, let's talk..." Fei Qian said, "What is education?" 』

"Reporting to your father, the lesson is..." Feizhen had obviously thought about it, so she answered without hesitation, "It's etiquette!" 』

Fei Qian nodded, "Tell me more details..."

"Etiquette means walking." Therefore, doing things to God brings blessings. ” Feizhen said, “Nowadays, the Southern Xiongnu wears Chinese clothes, speaks Chinese, practices Chinese customs, and respects Chinese gods. This is their enlightenment. 』

Fei Qian continued to nod, "A little more detail..."

"Again..." Feizhen was a little stuck.

This is enough detail. How much more detail is needed?

Fei Qian drank the tea slowly without urging.

"Father, what do you mean..." Fei Zhen asked, "What is the current situation of the Southern Huns?" 』

Fei Qian didn't comment and just drank tea.

"I saw that the Huns began to live in houses instead of tents, and they also opened up some farmland. If it weren't for the Huns' cattle and horses in the distance, they would be almost the same as the Han people..." Fei Zhen He recalled slowly, and then said, "There are also their clothes. Although some people are still wearing leather robes, many of them have changed their clothes to right pants..."

"Clothes represent integrity and shame." Feizhen continued, "People have a sense of shame and wear square clothes. Nowadays, the Southern Xiongnu and others have given up their ethnic clothes and wear Han clothes. This is enough to show that the Southern Xiongnu people have already returned to the Han family..."

Fei Qian nodded slowly.

Clothes may seem small, but they are actually part of Chinese "etiquette", and these external things will in turn affect people's hearts, just like many later generations of companies have to let employees train during employee training. Form a team, change the name of the team, or even change your own name, and then distribute some uniforms, or some dogs... uh, work badges, etc., are actually part of the so-called "company culture" and are "gifts" belonging to the company. ”, in this way to influence employees and enhance their recognition.

As for the special requirement to wear some special clothing...

Um.

That's probably what it means.

When Fei Zhen had finished speaking, Fei Qian finally said: "Only education is like Liu Youzhou in the past. Although virtue is widely spread among the barbarians, but people use politics to eliminate... Only killing is like this." Gongsun Baima is crisscrossing Youbei, and even Xianbei dare not act rashly, and there are barbarians who can lead him. However, if he loses his authority, he will be defeated like a mountain..."

"This is a lesson from the past..." Fei Qian said to Fei Zhen, "Don't forget it." 』

Feizhen nodded and said, "Kid, remember this." 』

Fei Qian nodded, and then poured another bowl of tea for Fei Zhen.

The smell of tea was already a bit weak, so Fei Qian ordered the tea set to be removed. After the servants got down, he touched the beard on his chin and glanced at Feizhen, "It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books." Do you think this sentence is correct or incorrect? 』

Feizhen rolled her eyes, "Father, are you... trying to trick me again?" When it comes to reading and traveling, it’s not about who is right or wrong, but it’s about doing things with your brain, isn’t it? If you don’t have a brain, it doesn’t matter how many books you read or how much you travel, it will be useless! 』

"Hahaha! ” Fei Qian laughed and said, “That’s good, I finally didn’t get entangled once. So what do you think you gained from your trip to Yinshan? 』

Feizhen became serious and prostrated on the ground, "My dear... I have benefited a lot from this trip... My dear, thank you father for your hard work and your words and deeds..."

"Um. Fei Qian nodded, "As for you, you have been smart since you were a child, but before, all your smartness was used to look at the faces of me and your mother... Now, you need to forget these faces and pursue the essence of the matter." ...Facial expressions are just appearances and may be fake, but the most fundamental things are real..."

"Come on, let's talk about it," Fei Qian slowly drank tea, "think about it now, why should I take you to the Yinshan Mountains?" Think carefully before you answer, don't just throw away half of your answer..."

Feizhen smiled awkwardly, then sat there and frowned.

Obviously, if Fei Qian had not added the last half sentence, Fei Zhen would have replied that it was because Fei Qian wanted to use this trip to teach something.

But now that I think about it, it seems that there is still some hidden meaning. Some Fei Qian didn't say it clearly, but there was a hidden meaning along the way...

Fei Zhen also felt something vaguely, but it was not easy to turn her feelings into words and speak them out. Otherwise, she would not sometimes encounter people who were so anxious that they would just end up speaking out. Some "this, this, that, that, do you understand?" 』

Guanzhong Sanfu.

Pingyang, Hedong.

Yinshan Xiongnu.

There seems to be a faint line running through it.

Feizhen closed her eyes and frowned more and more.

Suddenly, Feizhen seemed to have thought of something, and clapped her hands, "Yes!" This is governance! 』

Fei Qian smiled slightly and said, "Tell me about it." 』

"Father!" Feizhen said excitedly, "Guanzhong is the foundation of governance, and food is the foundation of people's livelihood!" So my father took me to Guanzhong to watch the people eat! Hedong is where the government is governed, and personnel matters are what the place needs, so my father took me to see the officials in Hedong! 』

"And this place in Yinshan Mountain is at the end of governance, so my father took me to see the people on the border and the important military defense areas!" ” The more Fei Zhen said, the more fluent he became, “From Guanzhong to Yinshan, that is, from the court to the border areas, the land is different, the people are different, and the government is different! From food to the people, from personnel affairs to official administration, from counties to military villages, all these are the world of the Han Dynasty! Father, am I right? 』

Facing Fei Zhen's expectant gaze, Fei Qian finally smiled and nodded.

"oh! Hahaha! ” Feizhen jumped up happily and danced in the hall.

Fei Qian waited for Fei Zhen to jump for a while, then asked him to sit down again, and then said slowly: "Since you generally understand your father's thoughts, I will give you a task now..."

Fei Zhen looked at Fei Qian with expectant eyes, "Father, please speak..."

"Yesterday I went to the place where the Southern Xiongnu..." Fei Qian said slowly, "As far as I know, the Southern Xiongnu Chanyu Yufuluo has five sons and seven daughters... Yesterday, you saw a total of these five sons. several? 』

"Well, it seems there are only three, the eldest son, Wulang, Liulang..." Feizhen said.

Fei Qian nodded, "That's right. Qiba Lang is young and has no visitors, so that's fine... However, Qi Sanlang... is said to be quite similar to Yu Fuluo when he was young... he is brave, good at riding and shooting... but he is just the eldest son of Yu Fuluo, that's right. I like Chinese scriptures and have a good writing style... so..."

"In two days, Yuvluo will come to Yinshan..." Fei Qian smiled slightly, "The eldest son will definitely follow him then, and you will accompany him...and you...what will you say then? You might as well think about what to do..."

Fei Qian looked at the sky and said, "There are still three or four hours before dinner... If you plan well, you will have meat to eat at night... If you plan poorly... Haha, you know..."

Feizhen nodded and sighed: "If the plan is bad, it's just a bowl of coarse grains!" 』

Fei Qian laughed loudly, "Of course!" 』

……(\u003e^^)……

Like crazy wolves, the Ding Ling people pounced out from the depths of the desert, bringing with them the newly recruited slave soldiers, tearing apart all the prey and flesh they could come across.

Slave soldiers are a strange and long-standing custom formed in the desert.

Kneel down, then pick up the enemy's stinky boots that killed your father and raped your wife and daughter, and lick it, you can survive and become a slave soldier. If you can kill a few more members of your own family, you can do it. Become a regular soldier...

Kneel down or die, the choice is yours.

Some people choose to kneel, while others choose to fight until death.

"Ada!" let's go! 』

A young man from Rouran yelled with angry eyes.

The leader of the tribe turned around and also shouted loudly: "No!" Not available yet! 』

More than a hundred Ding Ling cavalry were charging into the tribe repeatedly. They threw torches on the Rouran people's tents, and then chopped down all the Rouran people who ran out of the tent, whether they were men or women, old or young... …

The Rouran head man suppressed his anger and suppressed his child, watching his tribe being brutally murdered not far away.

There were not many people in the tribe to begin with, and now they were led by the Rourantou people on the outside. It was even more difficult to support the camp. After a while, it was a mess, and all kinds of miserable shouts came and went.

The Ding Ling cavalry who were wandering outside were basically attracted by the situation inside the tribe and were a little impatient. When the slave soldiers started to snatch property, they couldn't wait any longer, and they all shouted, "Go to the tribe." Rushed into the Rouran tribe.

"It's now! 』

The Rouran-headed man jumped up from the grassland that was half a man tall, pulled the half-lying war horse up from the grass, then raised his scimitar high, and ran out of the grass with a roar, Go straight to the Ding Ling cavalry outside the tribe!

Outside the camp, there are Commander Ding Ling and some direct guards. Like most wolf packs, there are levels. Things like menial work naturally do not need to be done by Ding Lingtou. The property plundered by their slave soldiers and regular soldiers can only be considered their own after Ding Lingtou has selected it first. Yes, so at this moment, these people certainly don't need to join the plundering ranks.

And this has become the best target for the Rouran people to counterattack!

When Ding Lingtou saw the Rouran cavalry suddenly charging out of the grass, he did not panic. On the one hand, he led his men to speed up, and on the other hand, he whistled for the men in the tribe camp to return, and coordinated to attack the Rouran cavalry. 's flanks.

The two sides charged at each other and soon entered the shooting range. No special instructions were needed at all. The two sides just opened their bows and fired at each other!

In the blink of an eye, everyone had their own casualties.

"Something is wrong!" 』

Ding Lingtou suddenly realized that there was something wrong. This Rouran man was different from the ones they had encountered before!

But he was no longer allowed to think any more. The two sides collided almost in the next breath. I don't know how many people turned over and fell at this moment!

The horses on both sides have slowed down, and many of their spears have been broken. Many of them have switched to straight knives, but they are just fighting each other fiercely. The Rouran head man urges his tall and strong horse to turn left and right, and everyone who gets close No matter how Ding Ling Cavalry tried to cut him off, he cut him down faster and harder, and there was no one around him!

"wrong! This is not right! 』

Ding Lingtou suddenly realized that these Rourans were all covered in battle armor, and the swords in their hands were also extremely sharp!

These are not ordinary Rouran people!

The two sides entangled each other and fought together.

The Rouran leader eagerly went to the place where Ding Ling was commanding, because the Rouran leader knew that as long as he killed Commander Ding Ling, he could immediately turn the tide of the battle, and he could even bite his tail and pursue him!

The commander of Ding Ling also knew that if we delay for a moment longer, more of his subordinates will return from the tribe later. Even though the Rouran people are attacking more fiercely now, as time goes by, victory will surely gradually come. Deflect into your own hands!

The Rourantou people are even more anxious. In the desert, the only support is the tribe and the war horses. If these two things are gone, then the tribe will be doomed...

If he becomes a slave of the Dingling people again, then what is the point of struggling to get rid of the Xianbei people's rule? It would be better to die in battle than to die here, it would be so happy!

And just as Rouran and Ding Ling were fighting, from the southwest of the battlefield, the sound of horse hooves could be heard again. A group of cavalry lined up in neat formation, bringing up high smoke.

Among the smoke and dust were the fluttering tricolor flags.

Not far from the battlefield, Zhang He turned his head slightly and said to Gan Feng: "How?" Will you do this or me? 』

Gan Feng laughed loudly: "It goes without saying, no one can rob me!" Sons, follow me! 』

Seeing Gan Feng leading a group of people out first, Zhang He was not in a hurry, and even deliberately slowed down his horse speed.

Zhang He had also heard about the fact that General Hussar intended to establish a Northern Territory Protectorate in the Northern Desert, following the example of the Western Region Protectorate. After all, if this Northern Territory Protectorate can really be established, it will be the honor of almost all the generals and soldiers in Northern Xinjiang.

Since the purpose is to "protect the Northern Territory", it is obvious that it will not be a pleasant thing to allow the Ding Ling people to attack various scattered tribes, and then gather these scattered tribes like a snowball to form a huge slave army. .

The dominance of the Hu tribe in the desert was obviously not in line with the original intention of establishing the Northern Territory Protectorate. Therefore, after careful consideration, Zhao Yun sent Zhang He and Gan Feng to deal with the Ding Ling people's massacre activities in the Northern Territory. , to intercept and attack.

Of course, the name is still "maintaining peace in the desert and respecting the human rights of all ethnic groups." Well, the wording is of course different, but the meaning is pretty much the same...

As soon as Gan Feng joined the battlefield, he immediately broke the deadlock between Ding Ling and Rou Ran. In addition, Gan Feng's men brought some Rouran people who had gathered before and shouted and marked their identities. The battlefield was almost in a blink of an eye. The winner was determined.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Lingtou immediately fled regardless of the road.

Upon seeing this, Zhang He whistled and led his men and horses in pursuit...

On the side of the Rouran tribe, Gan Feng and the Rouran heads joined forces to completely defeat Ding Ling and his slave soldiers who were still killing wildly and indiscriminately just now. Many of Ding Ling's slave soldiers saw that the momentum was not right, so they Either flee immediately, or kneel down and surrender. Anyway, I have knelt down once before, and I don't care about kneeling down again now.

Is it possible that the feet of Han people are more fragrant than those of Dingling people?

The war gradually subsided, and the Rouran head man looked at the tribe with wreckage everywhere, his face filled with sadness.

The people of Rouran were rummaging through the ruins for the bodies of their dead family members, crying bitterly...

The sound of horse hoofbeats came slowly, and Zhang He returned to the team with his men. Under Zhang He's horse's neck, there was a human head hanging, that of Commander Ding Ling just now.

Zhang He came to the front of Rouran, got off his horse, and took off the head of Commander Ding Ling from the horse's neck, "Here, give it to you... take it to comfort your tribe!" 』

The Rouran-headed man who had always gritted his teeth to control his emotions, after taking the head in Zhang He's hand, his emotional defense collapsed instantly, tears burst out, he knelt on the ground, and put his head on Zhang He's boots , then stood up, held the head of Commander Ding Ling high, and shouted something at his clan members...

"That's weird," Gan Feng glanced sideways at Zhang He and put the newly cleaned sword back into its scabbard. "Logically, I've helped him kill more people, so you can help him kill this one, but this guy just wants to thank you." You didn't come to thank me? why? 』

Zhang He smiled and did not respond to Gan Feng.

"Hey, you're talking, why?" "Gan Feng refused to give up, "It was the same last time, and it's the same this time..."