Three Kingdoms

Tossing pots is appreciated by both refined and popular people.

It seems that this activity is just for individuals, and you can throw it with your hands, but it is just like throwing traps and gifts in the square. If you really want to hit the target with one throw, and hit hundreds of throws, it is not easy.

The throwing pot has a big belly, the bottle mouth is thin and long, and there are circles on the left and right sides of the bottle mouth, like ears on both sides of the bottle mouth. All arrows must hit the bottle mouth and the bottle ears, and do not bounce out. , can be regarded as a hit. Most people only need to hit the mark most of the time during banquets, but during games, there are many more tricks.

The guy at the poker shop had already taken a chip box and placed it in front of him. Then he looked left and right. After receiving confirmation from Tian and Yu, he nodded slightly and said, "Please vote!" 』

Tian Yu picked up the throwing arrow, weighed it slightly, then sat still and threw the throwing arrow with only the strength of his arm, passed through the ear of the bottle, and hung on the throwing pot.

"There is a beginning!" A bargain! Guan Er! A bargain! "The waiter at the poker shop shouted loudly, then took out the chips from the chip box and put them on Tian Yu's mat.

Tian Yu's opponent frowned.

Youchu means that the first arrow dropped into the pot, and Guan'er is the one who dropped into the pot's ear...

Although the specifications of throwing arrows are almost customized, they cannot be exactly the same after all, so normally there are some differences in weight. Tian Yu has not often appeared in throwing shops before, so this throwing pot, Either he's a master, or he's just dumb luck...

Obviously, Tian Yu doesn't seem to be unlucky. People who are temporarily lucky often don't dare to look inside a play shop, because bad luck can only be protected for a while, but if they stay in a play shop for a long time and use it up, they will naturally turn into shit.

Tian Yu's opponent was silent for a moment, also took a throwing arrow, and like Tian Yu, hit another pot ear.

"There is a beginning!" A bargain! Guan Er! A bargain! ’ The guys at the poker shop are just as scheming.

Tian Yu's face did not change color, but his heart skipped a beat.

Originally, Ben Yu's plan was to throw the second arrow at another pot ear, and then he would not only get two chips of "Continuous Hits", but also get the bonus of three chips of "Continuous Hits to Guan Er", so that he could compete with The opponent opened the distance between the chips, but it was obvious that the opponent also thought of this, so he threw another pot ear...

Because the mouth of the pot is not big, and the tail of the arrow is not too small, when there is a arrow at the ear of the mouth of the pot, the arrows that follow are likely to be blocked by the previous arrows of yourself or others, and then Resulting in a failed throw. Especially at the ear of the pot, the circle mouth is even smaller. After hanging a throwing arrow, it almost covers half of the ear of the pot. In this situation, it is not the throwing arrow that I am very familiar with. I want to continue to perform the original function. The difficulty of the plan has obviously increased by more than a little bit.

Tian Yu was silent for a long time, and finally chose from the remaining three arrows, and selected the one that felt best to him. Then he glanced at the opponent opposite, raised his hand, and threw forward... …

The guys at the throwing shop are very familiar with all kinds of throwing tricks. They can guess whether Tian Yu can hit the target just by looking at the direction of the arrow. So when Tian Yu's arrow hasn't completely fallen into the pot, he Taking a breath, he prepared to shout out the result, "Yes..."

Then Puxi Puzi watched the throwing arrow bottom out in the throwing pot, and then Tian Yu leaned over and grabbed it in his hand. His eyes widened, "This... a flying arrow!" 』

If the arrow hits the mark again, it will be a three-shot arrow.

Tian Yu once again threw the bounced arrow...

"Xiao...Xiao Hui!" Five chips! 』

The voice of the shop assistant suddenly rose in pitch.

…

After a while, Tian Yu came out with four silver coins. Although he said he earned two silver coins and attracted the shopkeeper of the play shop, Tian Yu was still unhappy. Just like this, an ordinary Puxi shop forced Tian Yu to use his true skills. And although the shopkeeper of the Puxi shop exempted Tian Yu from throwing pots and drawing water, Tian Yu did not want to become a master in the shop. Throwing pot beater...

So I won’t be able to come to this place next time.

Tian Yu sighed, put the silver coins back into his pocket, and stepped forward. There are several mausoleums in Chang'an, and there are more or less one or two play shops in each mausoleum. But if this continues, it will not be possible for a while. After that, everyone in the play shop will get the news and no longer want him to play.

Moreover, if he was welcomed that day, he might have invited a more powerful master than him, and he would end the game with a hundred-chip Xiao at the beginning...

Hey, I still need to think of other ways...

In pot throwing, winning or losing is within the rules.

If all the pots are overturned, then the skills that the opponent has trained to throw pots will be almost equal to zero. Maybe even the original bystanders will join in to snatch the scattered coins.

For those with vested interests, it is important to have a rule, but there are also people who play with them, just like Tian Yu. His pot throwing skills are great, but if there is no one to play with, then even if his pot throwing skills are no longer good, Excellent, what’s the use?

Tian Yu put his hands in his sleeves and held the money bag, still having a headache.

At the same time, in the Hussar General's office, Pang Tong also had a headache.

Pang Tong did not have a headache because of Mi Heng, or in other words, even if there were some factors due to Mi Heng, it was only a very small part.

When a man grows up, most of the time he will look at the back of another man, whether it is his father, brother, or master. They are a target to imitate and a direction to move forward. Pang Tong is not that old. , so Fei Qian, who is not his elder brother, but is better than his elder brother, is walking in front, and Pang Tong naturally follows him.

Of course, Pang Tong claimed that he could not imitate Fei Qian's domineering attitude and deep planning, but there were still some similarities in imitating Fei Qian's demeanor, words, and way of handling affairs.

For a child of the gentry, literary gatherings and the like are definitely like "partying" for later generations. No matter what the second generation is, whether it is to show off one's literary talents or to encircle territory like a dog raising its legs, this kind of thing is in most cases In the eyes of the nobles, they are all "basic" social activities, and they are all keen to participate in them. But for Pang Tong now, he has lost interest in these activities. The experience of being an official has made Pang Tong more mature and calm, and he no longer has the vanity and fanatical pursuit of fame like ordinary young nobles, so he naturally has no desire to participate.

At the same time, after Pang Tong became an official, he felt that there were endless things to do every day, especially when Fei Qian broadened his horizons. After seeing a huge world map, he couldn't help but feel like he was looking at all the small mountains. Pang Tong just didn't bother to look at those trivial and trivial false claims.

It is precisely because of this mentality that Pang Tong was naturally a little angry at Mi Heng's ridicule, but it did not occupy a big place in Pang Tong's heart. The reason for Pang Tong's worries was Long You.

Although Jia Xu said there was no need to worry, and Pang Tong also knew that Jia Xu's ability was not bad, it did not mean that Pang Tong could completely ignore everything, especially as the commotion in Longyou was getting louder and louder. It even affected Guanzhong in turn...

Wei Duan huddled in the Shenluyuan with his tail between his legs, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. He was more peaceful than a liar girl, well, than a yellow flower girl. Every day he huddled in the government affairs building as high as a hill, which was also embarrassing. He can find so many things to do in a short period of time.

Is it because these guys in Guanzhong were so powerful some time ago?

Or have these guys gotten smarter, um, cunning?

Pang Tong imitated Fei Qian, tapping his little fat black paws on the table, thinking.

Fei Qian said that the interests between the old and new political groups should never be expected to be smoothly reconciled. Just like the first time between men and women, they always have to suffer first before they can be happy later.

If upstarts like Pang Tong can't suppress these old guys now, then don't think about the future.

New direction, new path, new team, new achievements.

The old guy is being slapped, um, slapped in the face again and again, and his arrogance gradually goes down. In the end, he either follows the new rich, or is stepped on by the new rich.

In this process, the most important thing is to show correctness. Correctness will determine who has the authority to speak, who takes the lead, who is represented, or who has lost the right to speak.

If most people cannot benefit, even if one party wins occasionally, no one will be willing to lose every day. They will have to pay this fee or that fee to some people for no reason, and they don’t have to pay themselves. Signatures and contract signatures can also be effective, and the law also supports protection.

As time goes by, naturally no one will follow.

There is more than just one poker shop in the world...

The human world has never been a place that emphasizes equality and fairness. The chaos and noise are mixed with primitive and barbaric atmosphere. Even if it is covered by etiquette and rules, it is still the law of the jungle.

Nowadays, the Guanzhong area is covered under the three-color flag. The new rich and the old, people who lack harmony will occasionally glare at each other and even hate each other. However, under the Hussar, most people will still suppress their irrational impulses and carefully Weigh the gains and losses of benefits. Even Webster, the most famous person in Guanzhong, has shrunk into the Shenluyuan, so the chaos in Longyou seems to have just stopped at Longyou.

For some people, making small mistakes can be said to be bloody, while making big mistakes is a dead end.

"Someone is coming!" Pang Tong sealed the written letter and said, "Send it to Longyou quickly and hand it over to Lord Jia personally!" 』

The ordering soldier bowed respectfully and then left in a hurry.

Pang Tong stood up and stood at the door of the hall watching the retreating figure of the messenger. He thought about the meaning of Fei Qian's letter again and felt that his handling should be consistent with Fei Qian's thoughts, so he smiled. , shook his head, and turned back with his hands behind his back.

The most critical point for Feiqian at the moment is to have a relatively clear and open way to rise to the top while maintaining suppression of the old school.

No dynasty or regime dares to guarantee that the promotion channels in its political system are 100% transparent and open, with no inside stories or secrets at all. It can only be said to be better than the old one as much as possible, or There are regular inspections and water changes.

Just like it is actually very simple to join the Feiqian side now. As long as you are capable and willing to do things, or if you are incompetent but willing to endure hardships and are willing to start from the grassroots level, you will be absorbed into the system.

These things may seem simple, but in fact they are not simple to do.

Those who are capable want to lie down and suck blood, but do not want to carry burdens. Those who are incompetent also want to lie down and eat meat, and are not willing to grind for a carrot. They are like bandits who are used to robbing with knives in the mountains. , often unwilling to work in the fields. Of course, such people will not get sympathy, and they will eventually be given up by Fei Qian and others.

And these people will definitely not be willing to give in. They will definitely wander around in every corner, and will join a certain bandit group whenever they have the opportunity, and then count on Zhao'an to recruit them and so on.

It's just that Pang Tong and Fei Qian's ideas have already reached preliminary agreement under Lushan Mountain. In this cruel world, those who don't want to make progress are naturally sacrifices to heaven and earth.

Confucius has used his own practice to prove that Zhou Gong's gentle and elegant political system of sitting and eating fruits based on blood has completely collapsed. As long as there are interests in the world, it is full of intrigues. A free and equal Datong society may be It only exists in fantasy, but on a social level alone, class is not necessarily something that must be deeply hated.

In the vast majority of political systems, there is no need to care about whether everyone in the political system is equal. It can only be as fair as possible to ensure a way to get to the top. This is the important core of a political system that needs to be maintained and ensure its longevity.

A political organization can have relatively wide class differences. Even a company has general managers and ordinary employees. But as long as there is a way to ensure that a person at the bottom can be promoted, just like a scholar can pass the imperial examination and pass the imperial examination. You can become a local official, soldiers can pass military exploits on the battlefield, and you can become a senior general after returning from hundreds of battles. As long as this system operates well, this political organization can be maintained relatively stably.

The reason for the internal demise of most countries is that the system is finished. The path to the upper class gradually becomes dead. After the privileged class begins to cut off the path to the upper class in order to permanently pass on their privileges to their family members, the smart people at the lower class rise to the top. The more difficult it becomes, their dissatisfaction will pile up like Tetris at the bottom, eventually pushing the foundation of the entire political system to collapse, and the entire structure will collapse.

At that moment, Fei Qian had clearly drawn up several promotion channels. From soldiers to nobles, from scholars to craftsmen, as long as they could show their abilities, they could be promoted. Those who were willing to put their minds down to do things would have a place. .

Just like Du Ji.

It is precisely because of this that even though Fei Qian's political influence continues to expand and the New Deal continues to be promoted and implemented, although it has caused various problems, there has been no major shock that is truly troublesome.

But when Fei Qian's New Deal spread toward Longxi and took root, the Qiang people reacted differently from the Han people in Guanzhong.

Longyou, where the Qiang tribes are concentrated, is completely different from Guanzhong, and also has some differences from the barbaric areas in the Gobi Desert in the northern part of the Western Region. To put it simply, the Longyou area of ​​the Qiang people is more like a middle ground between China and the outer regions. An excessive color in between.

Nowadays, Longyou has become prosperous again because of the business between China and the Western Regions, but there is still some blood and barbarism in it. Some Qiang people prefer this direction, and some Qiang people prefer that one. Direction, a reluctant cohesion under a reluctant tribal leader, is like a crooked stitched abomination. So after Beigong issued the order, it became inevitable that different voices would appear among the Qiang tribe.

"Yellow sheep-headed man, I know you are a smart man..." said a middle-aged Qiang man. There was a felt hat inlaid with gems on his head, indicating that his status was not too low, "You are Those who have seen the world are different from those of us in the mountains... So what should we do now... Yellow Sheep-headed man, you can give me some ideas..."

The yellow sheep-headed man was silent for a long time, and then said slowly, "This place, my grandfather's grandfather was already here... The surrounding mountains, the surrounding grass, the surrounding rivers, are like my family... ... Even I myself have lived here for more than 20 years, and now suddenly a group of people have come, saying that they want to live here, and they have to collect money, every year, every month... As long as they are here To live, you have to keep paying... Do you think this amount of money is reasonable? 』

The middle-aged Qiang man also fell silent, and after a long time he said: "But the Han people also pay this money, they...probably all...at least two of the three pay..."

"That's different..." The yellow sheep-headed man waved his hand, "Those Han people live in their cities and in the newly built villages with tricolor flags, right?" What about us? The mountains around us, the trees around us, the grass around us, and even the tents we live in, are all our own. They were accumulated bit by bit by our ancestors... Then the Han people came and pointed at this place and wanted to collect it. Money, etc. are charged according to the upper, middle, and lower classes. When the fee notice is inserted on the ground over there, it is considered to be informed... I didn't tell anyone before, and I haven't asked whether we agree or not now..."

"Did the Han people raise cattle and sheep for us for a day?" Have you cut the grass for us all day? ” The yellow sheep-headed man stared, “The Han people came to do business before... They came to do business, did we ever use bad furs to deceive them? Have we ever forced them to buy useless things? So they have already made money from us, why do they still need us to pay this... what kind of official money? What do the Han people have to do with being officials? They want us to pay money? 』

"Why?" 』

The yellow sheep-headed man stared, his somewhat cloudy eyes filled with anger and doubt.

"Why? 』