Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 1316 Wind Movement

  It got dark and then gradually brightened up, and then gradually went dark again. The will of nature has never been transferred by a person's thoughts, just like the saying in later generations, this earth will continue to revolve without anyone.

  Here is the Hero Temple built by Feiqian in Pingyang. The white stone is the foundation and the black stone is the monument, solemn and solemn. On the north side of the main stele without characters, there is a black stone wall like a screen. On the wall, some words are carved, some are names, some are just a number, representing these people. Pass…

  The person who presided over the sacrifice was a doctor from the Shoushan Academy. Standing in front of the wordless stone tablet, he was using an old and generous voice, cadenced out the poems that would be recited every sacrifice:

   "There is life~ there must be death! An early death~ it is not a fate!"

   "Yesterday evening~ same person! Today~ in ghost recording..."

  The old voice reverberated between the heaven and the earth, with the majestic spirit of a man from the north.

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

Later, Zhengxi General Feiqian got thick-skinned, so he pinched his nose and pretended that he wrote it himself. Anyway, no one could jump out to trouble him, and besides, that so-and-so literary talent is also good. Well, I’m not sure if I can write something different.

Under the stele, there are students from the Shoushan Academy and some civil servants in Pingyang, all dressed in blue or white cloth, standing solemnly. On the ground, whimpering in a low voice.

  The Yinshan Huns rebelled, and the casualties were not very large, but those Jiaohua Shuzuo who were originally near the Yinshan Mountain were implicated a lot and died among the rebellious soldiers. Naturally, this sacrificial ceremony was mainly set up for these Jiaohua Shuzuo who died unfortunately.

  The mountains and mist blow by, the long flags flutter, it seems that the wind is also whimpering.

  Mr. Shui Jing and Sima Erlang stood behind, mixed among the crowd watching the ceremony.

   "This..." Sima Hui closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "This elegy also has a bit of a free and easy flavor..."

Sima Yi, on the other hand, was standing beside Gong Li, and muttered in a low voice: "...the words are plain and straightforward, without allusions or chapters, haha..." The corner of Sima Yi's mouth twitched, "It's like a song of Chu and Shu..." The Han people still Those who prefer the prosperous and gorgeous articles of Han Fu, especially the children of 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, you must not lose your sense of proportion... Such rhetoric is just a coincidence of Zhengxi's mind..."

"?" Sima Yi was a little puzzled at first, but he soon figured it out. He sighed in a low voice, and cupped his hands and replied, "Uncle taught me the lesson. So, it's the right thing to use it for this place...it's true. Exquisite..."

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  Four hundred miles northwest of Wuwei City, there was a large camp of Qiang people.

  The wind from the prairie roared past, bringing the flags flying around the tent.

  Xian Ling? In fact, it should be read as "Xianlian" in the city, but when it was first recorded, it was not known whether it was because of the problem of the recorder or the translation, so that it was called "Xian Ling" later.

The Xianling Qiang people are very powerful, and it can be said that they have been lingering with the big man for three or four hundred years. At the beginning, the Xianling Qiang people herded from the lower reaches of the Huangshui River to the Zhuanglang River and other areas. Later, they colluded with the Xiongnu and attacked Han areas such as Lingju and Angu.

Naturally, Emperor Wu of the Han couldn't bear it, and immediately sent a partial army to crusade in the second year. After all, the main target of the battle was the Huns at that time. As a result, the partial Han army attacked the Qiangs in the Western Regions. To Xihaiyanchi and other places. In the end, Xian Lingqiang expressed his willingness to go back to Huangshui and other places without farmland to graze in the name of not forgetting his hometown, trying to hug Emperor Wu of the Han's thigh and let them go...

  Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty said what to do, he likes to play, not to roll, stand up and put on his belt, so he doesn't want to pay attention to Xianling Qiang.

So Xianling Qiang had a lot of resentment, and immediately got entangled with the big man endlessly, until the time of Emperor Hanling, Xianling Qiang also gathered all the Qiangs, jointly rebelled, occupied Longyou, and attacked Sansuke.

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

  Although Xianling Qiang suffered a defeat some time ago, and his strength is not as good as before, but it is also compared with the big Han. If compared with those small Qiang tribes such as Baima Qiang, Yak Qiang, etc., of course it is still a behemoth.

Thousands of people gather in one place, together with cattle, horses and livestock. This level of gathering can already be compared to an ordinary medium-sized town at the node of the Han Dynasty. Naturally, an independent and special ecological circle will be formed, such as the outermost They are often in charge of the realm and herding, and the closer to the Xianling Qiang headman's tent, the higher the status...

  At this moment, Qiang Qiang leader Quinoa Quoli was holding a bowl of horse milk tea, sitting on a tiger skin and watching two people fighting in front of him.

The tribe is large, and naturally there are many things. The Qiang people are not like the Han people. They have a system for writing and governing affairs. Most of them report orally and then deal with them directly. Therefore, from time to time, the deputy or confidant of Quinoa Xiangli walks aside. Come over, whisper something in Quinoa Xiangli's ear, and then take Quinoa Xiangli's words in a few words, and then retreat to deal with business.

  The two wrestlers in the open space are both tall, but one of them is a Qiang man, while the other is wearing a Han costume. Neither man was wearing armor, and both were unarmed.

   It's just a gladiatorial fight, not a deathmatch.

  The Qiang people are strong and burly, with muscular arms, but they are obviously not the opponents of the Han people. Although the Qiang people are powerful, but because of this, they were caught by the Han people, borrowed their strength, and fell face down on the ground with a groan. Although it was grass, after all, they fell hard and turned over. When I got up, I didn't know if I scratched my skin or touched my nose, and it was **** all at once.

The Qiang man had a brave personality, he didn't care about the blood on his face at all, he roared, as if he had become fierce, and he was about to rush up again with a touch of his hand. Quinoa sat there, but put down the tea bowl, very calm Said: "Rizha, you lost, change."

"I come!"

  Another Qiang who was watching from the outside of the circle dropped his weapon, took off his armor, punched each other twice with his hands, and then walked around in circles with the Han people in the center. The new Qiang people consciously took on the honor, and seeing the abilities of the Han people, they did not dare to step forward recklessly. Instead, they went around cautiously, looking for loopholes, hoping that the previous battles of the Han people had already consumed a lot of energy. Then you can win in one fell swoop.

However, the Han people showed their momentum and approached them several times, but the new Qiang people avoided them, causing the surrounding Qiang people to shout and shout. Although some of them were cheering, most of them also disliked the new Qiang people. The evasive behavior of the Qiang man who played.

  Maybe it was because of the pressure of shouting outside the arena, or maybe it was because they really found the Han people’s flaws.

  The Qiang people onlookers shouted loudly, joking, praising, and saying anything.

   "Okay!" Quinoa Xiangli applauded, "Winning three fights in a row, you can be considered a warrior! Come here, give me wine!"

   Immediately, the guard of Quinoa Xiangli untied a cowskin bag filled with kumiss from his body and threw it to the Han.

The Han people were not polite, they grabbed it with their hands, pulled out the stopper and gulped down half of it in one go. Then they held up the cowhide pouch to express their thanks to the quinoa, and turned to the **** Qiang man who had just been beaten, and put the cowhide pouch Throwing it away: "Come, I invite you to drink!"

The blood-faced Qiang man laughed loudly, pulled out the cork, and took a long breath, regardless of the blood being dry, and then stepped forward and pulled the Han man: "You buy me wine, and I buy you meat! Walk!"

The Han gestured to Ma Chao, who was next to Quinoa Xiangli, and Ma Chao nodded, and the Han followed the Qiang people and walked away with a smile. Two more people in the small circle jumped up and started wrestling hand in hand. But this time both are Qiang people...

   "Commander Ma..." Quinoa looked at the figure of the Han people going away, and said with a smile, "Your men are good..."

   Ma Chao laughed, and said, "I'm pretty good with just these few people. I don't look like a great commander, and my subordinates are all warriors!"

  The two smiled at the same time.

   After a while, Quinoa Xiangli said slowly: "Commander Ma thinks, what is the combat power of the Zhengxi army in Sanfu now? It is said that Commander Ma and the Zhengxi army also fought against each other?"

"Of course the combat power is good... It's not wrong to say that I am ashamed... It's just that I had a small number of people at the time, and the white horses, Tsing Yi, and yaks... let's not talk about it, as if I was making excuses..." Ma Chao smiled Said, seemingly not hiding anything at all, "But that army to conquer the West also has a big flaw..."

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  In the outskirts of Pingyang, the memorial ceremony 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 then said slowly after a while: "This is Mu Ye... Zhengxi Gaoming..."

Paying homage to the soldiers can boost morale and encourage the soldiers to move forward bravely when they are on the battlefield, while paying homage to the Shu Zuo can stimulate more people to invest in the project of Hu people's education, and maybe after a while In two generations, these Huns who received Sinicization education may completely transform into a part of the Han people.

  The county guard is the emperor's shepherd. 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 to be slaughtered, they still care about them. The grass in front of your eyes, but forget the fur and flesh on your body.

  But among this flock of sheep, there are also some unique loners.

   Such as Sima Hui.

  Sima Hui is sincerely praising Fei Qian, thinking that Fei Qian's hand is very beautiful, but it doesn't mean that Sima Hui is willing to follow Fei Qian's whip.

In the past period of time, Sima Hui also ran north and south. After all, he was protected by the aura of celebrities, and the princes who fought in the Central Plains would not deliberately embarrass Sima Yi, so Sima Hui actually saw the cover-up of the Shandong gentry Under the banner of the so-called King Qin, he was about to move, and saw the control of the Han Dynasty crumbling in the process.

From the north to the south, the princes, large and small, are engaged in large and small games and conflicts on the open and in the dark. Forced to stand in line in desperation, but there are also those who stand in the wrong place and step into the gate of hell...

Hanoi is generally considered lucky. Except for the initial surprise attack on Hanoi led by Dong Zhuo, it has basically stabilized until now. Production and life have generally returned to the same level, but the only unstable factor at the moment is This is General Fei Qian who is conquering the west.

The battle between the two armies is not only a battle between the soldiers of the two sides, but even the cities and villages where the two armies are fighting will be implicated, resulting in the destruction of families, and it is common for the entire city and village to become a ghost town. Hands down, Hanoi became the front line.

  At that time, no matter how capable the Sima family is, with outstanding eyesight, and standing on the side of the winner first, can they completely avoid the madness of the loser under the dying struggle? After a big battle, isn't it common to engulf a family with hundreds of years of inheritance, or several?

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

What kind of strength Yuan Shao has, the Sima family can naturally see clearly, but the Sima family can also see what kind of ambition Yuan Shao has. Among other things, the fact that Yuan Shao wanted to support Liu Yu as emperor before made Sima Fang and Sima Hui disagreed. Sima Fang has a straightforward personality, even when talking to his son at home, he is extremely serious, and pays attention to etiquette all the time. Naturally, he is very disgusted with Yuan Shao's behavior that violates etiquette, so he is not willing to follow Yuan Shao's example.

   Therefore, investigating Fei Qian's strength and deducing subsequent changes has become a more urgent matter for Sima Hui and even the entire Sima family. As for the competition between modern and ancient prose, there is also a need to fight for life. If you lose your life, what is there to fight for?

  Mountain mist blows past, and the long flag above the altar flutters.

  Sima Hui looked up, squinted his eyes, seemed to be thinking about something, and said after a long time: "Erlang, you are going to call on General Zhengxi tomorrow...be more respectful, and don't make any mistakes..."

   "Uncle?" Sima Yi said with some puzzlement, "Why is this so? Speaking of which, my uncle still has a kindness for him... If it wasn't for his uncle bestowing his name on him, how could he be famous in Hanoi?"

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

   "This..." Sima Yi was dumbfounded. In Pingyang, I heard that it was more about General Zhengxi, and why did people call Fei Qian "hidden kun"...

Mr. Shui Jing looked at the swaying long flag in the distance, as if about to fly away by the wind, and said slowly: "Hiding in the abyss, one needs to be famous outside, and now it is soaring, the wings are shaking and the wind and thunder are shaking." , why should you care about some floating clouds as a foil?"

  Hearing this, Sima Yi couldn't help being silent. Following Sima Hui's gaze, he also turned to the altar in the distance. His eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking...

  (end of this chapter)