Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 2252 Different choices have different results

   the next day.

   Fei Qian sat in the hall, boiling water and making tea.

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

  Lonely alone, examine the self, the true self, the true self.

  This hall is naturally the residence of the Lord General of Yinshan, and of course it belongs to Feiqian and his party now, while Li Dianmo lives in the side courtyard.

  The sound of water is gurgling, and the fragrance of tea is lingering.

  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 just about to drink when he heard footsteps coming from the corridor...

  『This brat…』

   Fei Qian lowered his eyelids, sipping tea carefully.

  『Boom boom boom...』

  Footsteps gradually approached.

  『Father! 』

  Fei Zhen poked her 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, figured it out? Shouldn't..."

   Fei Zhen jumped up, "No! This time I thought of it myself, I didn't ask my mother for help! Mother didn't say anything, not at all! 』

  『Okay then,』 Fei Qian nodded, 『Then tell me...do you want some tea first? 』

  『Uh…』Feeling wronged by Fei Qian at first, Fei Zhen, who felt somewhat aggrieved, was immediately misled by Fei Qian, and sat down honestly again, "Thank you, Father..."

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

   After drinking a bowl of tea, I gradually calmed down.

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

  Fei Zhen was no exception, hugging the teacup, and exhaled a long breath, "It's comfortable..."

  『Well, let’s talk about it…』 Fei Qian said, 『What is enlightenment? 』

  『Reporting to my lord father, enlightenment is...』 Fei Zhen obviously thought about it, so she replied without hesitation, 『“Li” too! 』

  Fei Qian nodded, "Tell me in detail..."

  『Li, Lu also. So God is blessed. Fei Zhen said, "Nowadays the southern Xiongnu wear Han clothes, speak Chinese, practice Chinese customs, and respect the gods of Han. This is for enlightenment." 』

  Fei Qian continued to nod, "More details..."

  『Again…』 Fei Zhen got stuck.

  This is already detailed enough, how much more detail is needed?

   Feiqian drank his tea slowly, without urging him.

  『Father, what do you mean…』 Fei Zhen asked, 『The current situation of the Southern Huns? 』

   Fei Qian was noncommittal, just drinking tea.

"I saw that the Huns began to live in houses instead of tents, and they also reclaimed some farmland. If it weren't for the Huns' cattle and horses in the distance, they would be almost no different from the Han people..." Fei Zhen said slowly Slowly remembering, and then said, "There are also their clothes, although some people are still wearing leather robes, but many of them have changed to right lapels..."

  『Clothes are shameful. Fei Zhen continued, "People have a sense of shame, so they wear clothes. Now the Southern Xiongnu and others have abandoned their clan clothing and wear more Han clothes. This is enough to show that the Southern Xiongnu have already returned their hearts to the Han family..."

   Fei Qian nodded slowly.

The matter of clothes may seem small, but it is actually a part of China's "rituals", and these external things will in turn affect people's hearts, just like many later generations of enterprises have to let employees Form a team, change the name of the team, or even change your own name, and then distribute some uniforms, or some dogs... er, badges, etc., in fact, it is part of the so-called "company culture", which belongs to the "gift" of the company , in this way to influence employees and enhance their identity.

  As for the special request to wear some special clothes...

Ok.

   Probably this is what it means.

When Fei Zhen had finished speaking, Fei Qian finally said: "Only enlightenment, it is like Liu Youzhou in the past, although De Ze was widely distributed among the Hu people, but people go to politics and disappear... Only slaughter, it is like a white horse Gongsun, in the north and south, even the Xianbei dare not act rashly, and there are barbarians who can be the trend, but if one day loses his power, the army will be defeated...』

   "This is a lesson learned from others..." Fei Qian said to Fei Zhen, "It must not be forgotten. 』

  Fei Zhen nodded and said, "Remember, my child. 』

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

  The taste of the tea had faded a bit, Fei Qian ordered the tea set to be removed, and after the servant went down, he stroked the beard on his chin, took a look at Fei Zhen, and said, "It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. Do you think this sentence is right or wrong? 』

   Fei Zhen rolled her eyes, "Father, are you... cheating on me again?" Reading and walking are not about who is right and who is wrong, but that you have to use your brain in everything you do? If you don't have a brain, no matter how many books you read or how many roads you travel, it will be useless! 』

"Hahaha! Fei Qian laughed, "That's right, at least I didn't get caught once." So what do you think you have gained from this trip to Yinshan? 』

  Fei Zhen became serious and prostrated herself on the ground, "Boy...this trip has benefited a lot...Boy, thank you father for your hard work, teaching by precept and example..."

"Ok. Fei Qian nodded, "You, you have been smart since you were a child, but your smartness before was used to look at the faces of my mother and me... Now, you need to forget these faces and pursue the essence of things... The face is just an appearance, it may be fake, but the most fundamental things are real...』

  『Come on, let’s talk about it,』 Fei Qian drank his tea slowly, 『Think about it now, why should I take you to Yinshan? Think carefully before answering, don’t just throw out half of your answer...』

   Fei Zhen smiled awkwardly, then sat there and frowned.

  Obviously, if Fei Qian didn't add the last half sentence, Fei Zhen would reply that it was because Fei Qian wanted to use this trip to teach and impart something.

  But now that I think about it, it seems that there are some hidden meanings. Some fiqen didn't say it clearly, but the meaning hidden along the way...

Fei Zhen also felt something vaguely, but it is not an easy task to transform the feeling into words and speak it out, otherwise, sometimes some people would jump their feet in a hurry, and the result would be nothing to say Something like, "This, this, that, that, do you understand? 』

   Guanzhong Sansuke.

  Hedong Pingyang.

  Yinshan Xiongnu.

   There seems to be a faint line running through it.

  Fei Zhen closed her eyes, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

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

   Fei Qian smiled slightly, "Tell me. 』

  『Father! Fei Zhen said excitedly, "Guanzhong is the foundation of governance, and food is the foundation of people's livelihood!" So my father took me to watch the people eat in Guanzhong! Hedong is the person in charge of the government, and personnel affairs are the only ones in the place, so my father took me to see the officials of Hedong! 』

  『Yin Mountain is here at the end of governance, so my father took me to see the people on the frontier, an important place for military defense! The more Fei Zhen spoke, the more fluent she became, "From Guanzhong to Yinshan, that is, from the court to the frontier, the land is different, the people are different, and the government is different!" From food, to common people, from personnel affairs, to government officials, from prefectures and counties, to army camps, all these are the world of Han! Father, am I right? 』

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

"Oh! Hahaha! 』Fei Zhen jumped up happily and danced in the hall.

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

  Fei Zhen looked at Fei Qian expectantly, "Father, please tell me..."

"I went to the Southern Huns yesterday..." Fei Qian said slowly, "The Southern Huns Shan Yufulo, as far as I know, has five sons and seven daughters... During yesterday, how many of these five sons did you meet?" ? 』

  『Well, it seems that there are only three, the eldest son, Wulang, Liulang... 』 Fei Zhen said.

   Fei Qian nodded, "That's right. Qibalang was young and didn't see outsiders, so that's all right... However, Qisaburo... I heard that he was quite similar to Fuluo when he was young... He was brave, good at riding and shooting... It's just Yu Fuluo's eldest son, but he likes Chinese scriptures, Quite a literary style...so...」

"Two days later, Yu Fuluo will come to Yinshan Mountain..." Fei Qian smiled slightly, "At that time, his eldest son will definitely follow, and then he will be accompanied by you...and you...you will say something and do something at that time What, why not think about it for a while…”

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

   Fei Zhen nodded, and sighed: "The plan is bad, just a bowl of coarse grains!" 』

   Fei Qian laughed out loud, "Of course! 』

  …(>^ω^<)…

  Ding Lingren was like a crazy wolf, pounced out from the depths of the desert, brought the newly recruited slave soldiers, and tore apart all the prey and flesh that he could come across.

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

Kneel down, and then pick up the stinky boots of the enemy who killed his father and raped his wife and daughter, and lick it, then he can survive and become a slave soldier. If he can kill a few more members of his family, maybe he can Turn into a soldier...

  Kneel down, or die, you can choose.

  Some people choose to kneel, while others choose to fight until they die.

  『Ada! let's go! 』

  A soft young man shouted angrily.

  The leader of the tribe turned around and also shouted sharply: "No! Can't go yet! 』

  More than a hundred Dingling cavalry were rushing repeatedly among the tribes. They threw torches on the tents of the Rouran people, and then chopped down all the Rouran people who ran out of the tent, whether they were men, women, young or old...

  The headman of Rouran suppressed his anger, and also suppressed his own children, watching his own tribe not far away being murdered.

   There were not many people in the tribe, and now they were led by the head of Rouran to the outside, and it was even more difficult to support the camp. After a while, it was a mess, and all kinds of miserable cries came and went.

And the Dingling cavalry who were cruising outside were basically attracted by the situation in the tribe, and they couldn't bear it anymore. When slave soldiers started to rob property, they couldn't stay any longer, and they all shouted, and went to Rush away among the Rouran tribe.

"It's now! 』

The Rouran headman jumped up from the half-human-height pasture, pulled the half-lying horse out of the grass, then raised his scimitar high, and ran out of the grass roaring. Go straight to the Dingling cavalry on the outskirts of the tribe!

   Outside the camp, there is Commander Ding Ling and some direct guards. Just like most wolves have levels, things like rough work naturally don’t need to be done by dinglings. The property plundered by slave soldiers and regular soldiers can only be regarded as their own after the dinglings have finished selecting them first. Yes, so at this moment, these people certainly don't need to join the ranks of plundering.

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

Ding Lingtou didn't panic when he saw the Rouran cavalry suddenly rushing out of the grass. On the one hand, he led his men to speed up head-on, and on the other hand, he whistled for the men in the tribal camp to return, and coordinated to attack the Rouran cavalry flank.

  The two sides charged at each other and soon entered the shooting range. There was no need for special instructions at all, and the two sides directly fired at each other!

   In the blink of an eye, there were casualties.

  『Something is wrong! 』

  Ding Lingtou suddenly realized that there was something wrong. This Rouran was different from what they encountered before!

   But he was no longer allowed to think too much. The two sides collided almost in the next breath. I don’t know how many people turned over and fell in this instant!

The speed of the horses on both sides has slowed down, and many spears were broken. Duo changed to a straight knife and just fought each other fiercely. The head of Rouran urged his tall horse to turn left and right. Dingling cavalry, no matter how much they wanted to cut him off their horses, they were cut down faster and harder by him, and there was no one around them!

  『No! This is not right! 』

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

   These are not ordinary Rouran people!

  The two sides are entangled with each other, fighting in one place.

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

And Ding Ling's commander is also clear that if you delay for a moment now, the more subordinates will return from the tribe later. Don't look at the Rouran people's offensive now, but as time goes by, victory will definitely come gradually. Deflect into your own hands!

  The leader of Rouran is even more anxious. In the desert, the only support is the clansmen and war horses. If these two things are gone, the tribe will be finished...

  If it becomes a slave of the Dingling people again, what is the point of struggling to get rid of the **** of the Xianbei people before? It would be better to die in this battle, and come happily!

   And under the battle between Rouran and Ding Ling, in the southwest of the battlefield, there was another sound of horseshoes, and a group of cavalry lined up neatly, bringing up high smoke and dust.

  Among the smoke and dust, there was a fluttering tricolor flag.

  Not far from the battlefield, Zhang He tilted his head slightly, and said to Gan Feng, "How is it?" Is it you or me? 』

  Gan Feng laughed loudly: "It goes without saying, don't let anyone rob me!" Boys, come with me! 』

  Seeing Gan Feng leading a team of horses out first, Zhang Yun was not in a hurry, and even slowed down a little on purpose.

  General Hussars intends to establish a Protectorate of the Northern Regions in Beimo, following the example of the Protectorate of the Western Regions, and Zhang He has also heard a little bit about it. After all, if the Protectorate of the Northern Territory can really be established, it will be the honor of almost all the generals and soldiers in Northern Xinjiang.

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

The dominance of the Huren tribe in the desert is obviously not in line with the original intention of the establishment of the Northern Territory Protectorate. Therefore, after careful consideration, Zhao Yun dispatched Zhang Yun and Gan Feng to deal with the massacre activities of the Dingling people in the Northern Territory. , to be intercepted and attacked.

  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 almost the same...

As soon as Gan Feng joined the battlefield, he immediately broke the deadlock between Ding Ling and Rouran. In addition, Gan Feng's subordinates brought some Rouran people who had gathered before and shouted, marking their identities. The winner was decided.

  Ding Lingtou saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately ran away regardless of the road.

  Seeing this, Zhang He gave a whistle and chased after him with his troops...

On the side of the Rouran tribe, Gan Feng and the leader of Rouran teamed up to completely defeat the Ding Lingren and their slave soldiers who were still indiscriminately slaughtering just now. Immediately either flee, or kneel down and surrender, anyway, I have kneeled once before, and now I don't care about kneeling one more time.

   Can it be said that the feet of Han people are more fragrant than those of Dingling people?

  The flames of war gradually subsided, and the leader of Rouran looked at the tribe with wreckage everywhere, his face full of sadness.

  Rouran people rummaged through the ruins for the bodies of their dead family members, weeping bitterly...

  The sound of horseshoes came slowly, and Zhang He returned to the team with his men. Under Zhang Xi's horse's neck, hung a human head, which was the commander Ding Ling just now.

  Zhang He came to the head of Rouran, got off his horse, and untied the head of Commander Ding Ling from the neck of the horse, "Here, here, take it to comfort your people!" 』

The leader of Rouran who had been gritting his teeth to control his emotions all the time, after taking the head from Zhang He's hand, his emotional defense line collapsed in an instant, tears gushed out, he knelt down, and put his head on Zhang He's combat boots , then stood up, held the head of Commander Ding Ling high, and shouted at his own clansmen...

"It's strange," Gan Feng squinted at Zhang Yun, and put the newly wiped sword back into the scabbard, "It stands to reason that I helped him kill more people, so you can help him kill this one, but this guy is grateful." You, didn't come to thank me? why? 』

  Zhang Yun smiled, but did not respond to Gan Feng.

  『Hey, why are you talking? ”Gan Feng persisted, “It was the same way last time, and it’s the same way this time…”

  (end of this chapter)