Three Kingdoms

Fei Qian's sense of direction undoubtedly surpassed all the people of the Han Dynasty, but even so, Fei Qian had a concept of the Chinese map in his mind, and a general understanding of the world map. After entering the Western Regions, he would still feel It is difficult to distinguish between east, west, north and south.

It's not that you really can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest. After all, the general position of a simple rising and setting of the sun is clear. But if you need to connect it with the relevant map in your mind, this is almost a two-dimensional to three-dimensional transformation.

When Fei Qian's troops arrived at a small town in Shanshan with a very long name, the Shanshan officials in the small town led others to kowtow outside the city and ask for surrender.

The little prince Loushan kowtowed in front of Fei Qian, then rushed forward with a roar, kicking the small town's city guard or the Shanshan magistrate, a gray-haired old man, to the ground, and then Punches and kicks.

No resistance.

It was just instinct to protect the vital points.

Even though he was kicked in the face by the little prince, and his skin was bruised and bloody, he did not cry or scream. Instead, he was like a sandbag, silently bearing the little prince's anger.

Fei Qian was not interested in participating in the grudges between the little prince and the city guard, but seeing that the little prince had no intention of using the knife, he could generally guess that it was not a life-and-death feud. Give the little prince the treatment he deserves?

Fei Qian didn't bother to ask. He didn't even bother to pay attention to the little prince's little trick of beating him on the surface but actually doing something.

Fei Qian was looking at this small town with great interest.

Perhaps in later generations, this small town has become a few short walls in the desert, and no one knows what is buried under the yellow sand.

In this era, Loulan, well, the current oasis area in Shanshan Kingdom is not small. The animals and plants that have survived from ancient times still rely on the Chelchen River for survival. Shanshan people call this river Qier River, but perhaps because of the weird pronunciation, Fei Qian always thought it sounded like "Quier River"...

This is a small town rebuilt from a Han camp.

Because the city was small, the army could not completely enter. Zhang Liao directed the front army to clean up the horse thieves in the surrounding area, while Tai Shici accompanied Fei and sneaked outside the city. Shanshan's Muni City is still in the southwest of this small town.

The soldiers were setting up camp, and the sound of trumpets was mixed with the gasping and crying of the little prince.

That's right, the old man with white beard and white hair didn't cry, but the little prince cried, as if the little prince was the one who was beaten.

The translator on the side was translating the little prince's words intermittently. Only then did Fei Qian understand some of the general stories between the little prince and the old city guard. This old city guard with white hair and white beard is named Al. Of course, this is the first syllable of his name, followed by a long list of others. This old city guard is the little prince's cheap father-in-law. I don't know whether it should be regarded as future tense or past tense.

It's a bit convoluted to say this, but to put it simply, the little prince is a perfect time-travel template for the regretful marriage and waste material flow, so it may be easy to understand...

Therefore, the current situation where the little prince beat up his father-in-law for breaking the contract has a somewhat different flavor.

Anyway, the course of the Chelchen River is not very stable. Just like the Yellow River in the Hedong area, it likes to change its course. Thirty years is too short, so seize the day!

Logically speaking, the old city guard carried the book and left the city to surrender, and brought five or six carts of fruits, food, grass, wine, cattle and sheep. He still showed his sincerity, but Fei Qian felt that there seemed to be some problems.

For example, these people followed the city guard to greet them.

You can tell at a glance the class level of these people.

This class hierarchy is not simply the gap between rich and poor. Because no matter whether it is ancient or modern, China or foreign countries, as long as there is surplus value occupied by a certain system, there will inevitably be a gap between the rich and the poor.

The political system here in the Western Region can be said to be still in a semi-slave and semi-feudal state.

Poor people remain poor.

He was dressed in rags and barely covered his body, and his whole body was comparable to that of a Kunlun slave. There was obviously countless dirt and insects hidden in the messy hair on his head. People were like insects, or they simply knelt down on both sides of the road, burying their heads in the yellow sand, not even daring to lift them up without orders. Or it's the shadow of a house hiding in the distance

The rich remain rich.

The row of people standing behind the old city guard were naturally relatively wealthy.

It seems that in order to welcome the inspection of Fei Qian, a Han man, these people may be officials in the small town or the local ruling class, and they deliberately put on some Han costumes. Maybe it’s been too long since they’ve worn Hanfu, and these people have forgotten how to wear it. Some just put on a robe outside the sheepskin robe, and some just wore an embroidered single-color middle coat. Some even put the lower garment that was supposed to be worn as trousers around their necks, and then tied the two trouser legs. Think of it as a sleeve...

However, among these people, Fei Qian found that not only the old city guard was older, but the age of these wealthy people was also not young. At least they are all middle-aged and above.

Further back, Fei Qian didn't see any young people.

This is where it gets interesting.

Fei Qian's eyes were slightly cold as he glanced at these people wearing nondescript Han clothing, and then returned to their original appearance, as if everything had changed.

Xu Chu, as a guard, followed Fei Qian, his eyes rolling around.

The little prince didn't know whether he was tired from the beating or just calmed down.

The old city guard, who was beaten with a bruised nose and face, simply wiped the blood on his face and prostrated himself in front of Fei Qian, "My kind general..."

The little prince seemed sad and still crying...

"etc. ” Fei Qian stretched out his hand to interrupt him, “Who told you that I am kind? 』

"Well? ah? ” The old city guard was stunned. He didn’t know how to answer.

"Did you bring all these people? Fei Qian asked.

The old city guard nodded, "Yes, yes, distinguished general..."

Fei Qian hummed, then pointed at the cattle, sheep, melons and fruits placed outside the city and said, "Go back these things." 』

The old city guard was stunned and couldn't react for a long time, "Honorable general... this... the general means... these are too few, aren't they enough?" 』

Fei Qian laughed, "No, look..."

Fei Qian pointed at the poor people huddled in corners or hiding in the shadows in the distance, "You still have so many poor people...how can I be embarrassed to eat?" Didn't you say that I am kind? Take these things back, we don’t need them! If we need something, I will ask someone to buy it from you... Don't worry, I am an army of Chinese benevolence and will not disturb the local people... Seeing that you are covered in blood and soil, go and wash up first Come on... let these people go back, all go back... If anything happens, we will talk about it tomorrow..."

Fei Qian waved his hand and ignored the old city guard. He led his people back to his camp and said to Tai Shi Ci with a smile: "Ziyi, why don't you accept the things from the laborers?" 』

Taishi Ci looked back, his eyes slightly cold, and his words were filled with murderous intent, "My Lord, is there something wrong with these things?" These thieves are so brave! 』

Fei Qian nodded, "Maybe there is, maybe not... but why try?" What if it is a poison that we are not familiar with and don't recognize... Since the horse thieves were arranged... Naturally, it is also possible to poison the food and drink... Did you notice just now that these people who came out to greet... most of them are poisoners? There is no youth among old people... So where are the young people in the city? Or where did it go? 』

Taishi Ci gritted his teeth and said, "The traitor is determined to be evil, so he must be punished!" 』

Fei Qian waved his hand and said, "This is normal. There is a record in Zuo Zhuan, "The Qin people poisoned the upper class, and many teachers died"... This matter must be guarded against. Ziyi, it is easy to kill these people and massacre this city... But, it is impossible to say that they want you and me to massacre the city... This land in the Western Region is not the middle land. Although the Han Dynasty has established the Protectorate for more than a hundred years, However, they did not win over their hearts and win over their people... Therefore, the method of governing the Western Regions was different from that of the Central Plains. Does Ziyi think so? 』

Although Fei Qian doesn't know what level the Western Region or Dashi's technology tree on poison is at, but since China has entered the stage of skillfully collecting and using poison, I'm afraid it won't be too different in other places. .

Of course, Fei Qian believed that the few carts of food delivered were most likely not poisoned, but he couldn't tell what happened next...

Instead of having to be on guard in the later stages, it is better to reject these things at the beginning, so as not to overturn the Han army in the Western Regions in the future.

As early as the pre-Qin period, there are records of the use of poisons, but they are still considered high-end products. Even princes, ministers and princes are not known to everyone. However, after the Han Dynasty, the use of various plant, animal and mineral poisons has become a common practice. Quite mature.

Therefore, in the Han Dynasty, the use of poisons can be said to be very extensive. These mineral poisons smeared on the surface of food or integrated into food may not necessarily lose their toxicity when cooked at high temperatures. Therefore, avoid eating unknown food at will in enemy-occupied areas. Naturally, Fei Qian wants to give Taishi Ci First class.

The second lesson is to kill.

In other words, massacre the city.

Taishi Ciliu was thoughtful.

"Prince Shanshan just now beat the city guard..." Fei Qian asked Taishi Ci again, "If Lu Fengxian came here, he would not be young and strong, and he would drink cattle and sheep, and the soldiers in the army would fall ill... Ziyi thought, Fengxian How? 』

Taishi Ci frowned, "Slaughter him?" 』

Fei Qian nodded, "Then?" 』

Taishi Ci was silent for a while, "The Western Regions are in chaos again." 』

Fei Qian nodded and said, "In this case, Ziyi should know why Shanshan blocked the army with horse thieves." 』

Taishi Ci frowned and said, "My lord has profound insights, which are beyond the reach of Ci." The young and strong people in this city may be those horse thieves... Therefore, the thieves of Shanshan deliberately want us to kill them? And use this to gather people and horses to fight against the big Han? 』

"We may not reunite, but how about resistance..." Fei Qian narrowed his eyes and said, "Although there is a war, there should be killing, but who should be killed?" Are you killing the men, women, and children in the Western Region? Monks and lay officials? Local surname? Who can be killed, who can be used, who can be used, who can be used, and who can be used? What are you going against? Where are the people who are friendly to you? The country of Shanshan is where Ziyi practices his skills... What will Ziyi do next? 』

Taishi Ci took a breath of cold air and made a small contribution to global warming. He pondered for a long time and then reluctantly handed it over, "Please give me some advice, my lord." 』

"It doesn't matter. Fei Qian waved his hand and said, "Ziyi, don't worry...just think about it..."

Although Fei Qian told Taishi Ci not to be anxious, Taishi Ci himself couldn't say that he was really not anxious at all. He knew that following Fei Qian this time was actually learning from Fei Qian how to govern the Western Regions, how to govern a piece of land that the Han Dynasty had managed for more than a hundred years but still had not managed well.

Undoubtedly, the Western Region will be controlled by military generals. The generals' aggressiveness, decisiveness, and ability to control soldiers will be relatively stronger than those in the civilian series.

For most of the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, they would subconsciously worship a general who can fight on the battlefield and lead them to victory after victory, rather than a general who only sits in the government office all day long and spends only a year. A civil servant who has not met once or twice can generate much emotion.

This is a natural question and an inevitable choice. It doesn't mean that civilian officials can't fight wars, nor that military generals can't govern places, but the emphasis is different. When governing an area with relatively high hostility, incomplete order, mixed languages, and chaotic writing, force will obviously be more direct, and only then will someone be willing to sit down and listen to Han communication.

Therefore, the order of conquering a region must be that military commanders go first, followed by civilian officials.

If there is only blind slaughter, there will definitely be chaos.

No one would like to live in a world where there is only killing.

Resistance and riots are inevitable derivatives of killing.

Continued turmoil will cause the structural collapse of the entire dynasty. The big man has told everyone at the moment through personal experience that simply killing cannot solve the problem. This is known to everyone with some brains in their heads. Well, that's right, except for Gang Jing.

Huangfu Song killed so many rioters, so many yellow turban thieves, killing thousands of miles across the country, and a plague broke out. Then the Han Dynasty became peaceful? Therefore, in fact, the question Fei Qian asked is similar to a common saying in later generations...

"Who can we unite with?" 』

Then, those who cannot unite are naturally opponents.

In the Western Region, who should be the person who can be "united"?

"Little Prince Shanshan?" ” Tai Shici replied subconsciously, but he quickly denied it himself, “That’s not right. Since the establishment of the Han Dynasty Protectorate, we have supported the kings of the Western Regions countless times. However, the land of the Western Regions is still far away from the central land of China, and it is difficult to return..."

Fei Qian smiled and did not continue to embarrass Tai Shici. Instead, he asked him to go back and arrange military affairs first, and then talk about it the next day.

Taishi Ci walked away in silence.

Xu Chu watched from the side and suddenly said: "My lord, are the available people in the Western Region local officials?" 』

"Um? Zhongkang is good," Fei Qian asked in surprise, "But why? 』

Xu Chu chuckled twice, "This subordinate is just too talkative for a moment... However, I think the language in the Western Regions is not clear... Only these local officials can communicate..."

Fei Qian nodded and said, "Good." Local officials in the Western Regions should be used, but they cannot be reused. 』

Xu Chu said: "That's natural. We need to guard against these guys." 』

Fei Qian chuckled twice, "It's not about defense, it's about substitution." If you can't replace it, how can you defend it? 』

"for? ” Xu Chu was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have thought of something, tilted his head and remained silent for a while.

Fei Qian patted Xu Chu, "Zhong Kang can also think about this matter slowly... But there is something to be done first... You send a few people to keep an eye on the old monk..."

Xu Chu's eyes widened, "Master, this old monk... he still wants to cause trouble?" 』

Fei Qian shook his head, "No, I suspect someone may be using him to cause trouble... So, watch out, don't let him die like this, at least not until I need to use him..."

Fei Qian thought of the monks he saw outside the city.

Faith is a very strange thing.

This is a double-edged sword, but in the end it is still people who use this belief.

It's like religion. Most of the original intentions of religion are for good, but there are endless cases of those who use religion for evil.

Fei Qian saw no sadness or worry in the expressions of those monks, only calmness, like a dead thing. So people who don't take their own lives seriously will naturally not take other people's lives seriously.

After all, what Buddhism emphasizes is reincarnation. Maybe these monks have felt that this life is enough and are ready to reincarnate in the next life...

Xu Chu nodded with a serious expression, and then went to instruct his men to closely monitor Bu Sen and others.

A night of silence.

Fei Qian didn't ask any "lady" to sleep with him, so Xu Chu was of course safer.

After the camp was set up and they took over the city's defense, Fei Qian took Tai Shici into the small town with its open door.

There was no doubt that Han people were stationed here.

Because in many places, whether it is the structure of the house, the tiles covering it, or the canals built, there are traces of the Han people.

But now in most places here, there are no Han people left. The living people were Semu people, Shanshan people, and Qiang people. Fei Qian also saw a few monks who came to greet Bu Sen, but he didn't see any Han people.

Fei Qian watched quietly.

Tai Shici followed and watched quietly, even more seriously than Fei Qian.

Because Tai Shici knew that this was the third class.

When I was little, I didn't take class seriously and I just got slapped on the palm. Now if I don't take class seriously...

It will kill people.

Others will die, and so will your own.

Fei Qian walked and walked, and suddenly stopped in front of the outer wall of a Chinese-style house.

This wall faced the street. It was made of stacked stones and smeared with yellow mud. It was a very ordinary wall made of earth and stone. However, some patterns painted on the wall attracted Fei Qian.

This may have been a wall where Han people issued proclamations, but now it has become a site of graffiti.

Compared with the abstract painting masters of later generations, these current "arts of art" are relatively exquisite.

There are fruit trees, animals, and people appearing in pairs, perhaps in the hope of a good harvest, abundance, and happiness...

There are also some shorter and fatter children playing in the corner...

There is a sun, a curved moon, and some weird-shaped things, which may represent gods in the sky, or something else...

When Fei Qian looked at these paintings, he didn't say a word or ask, he just looked at them.

Taishi Ci was also watching.

The old city guard and others did not dare to come forward to disturb or explain.

"Ziyi." Fei Qian tilted his head slightly.

Taishi Ci responded.

Fei Qian made a slight gesture and asked Tai Shi Ci, "What do you think after seeing this picture?" 』