Chapter 1157: Upright
The sunset was gorgeous and beautiful. The originally noisy battlefield gradually calmed down. Except for some scattered wild dogs and scavenging crows that escaped from nowhere and were still diligently digging through the corpses, Most places have returned to tranquility.
??The captured Qiang people were stripped clean, driven together naked, and locked into huge temporary wooden cages.
People are like this. When they have something, they don’t feel how much they cherish it. When they lose it, they regret it deeply. This is true even if it is a worn-out leather robe.
The same is true for Li Guan.
After losing his home and family, Li Guan regretted how stupid and ridiculous his free words and thoughts he had been saying from time to time were. He gritted his teeth and expressed his wish to leave home and be independent and no longer subject to any jurisdiction. Now that he has realized it, however, There was no joy at all, only boundless pain.
Damn…
For Li Guan, it was naturally not Li Guan himself who deserved death, but these Qiang people.
The Qiang people were stripped of their robes, just like prying open their originally fierce shell. They were as obedient as sheep waiting to be slaughtered. They didn''t even dare to raise their heads, but occasionally looked in panic with little fearful eyes. Looking around…
??Li Guan stood outside the wooden cage with a vicious and ferocious expression, but after grinding his teeth, he still ordered: "Let these Qiang dogs make a fire, no, two fires... Just don''t freeze to death..."
According to Li Guan''s own thoughts, he really wanted to kill all the surrendered Qiang people to vent his hatred. However, since he has now surrendered to Fei Qian, Fei Qian''s will must come first. Since Fei Qian, the General of the Expedition to the West, no, he should be the General of Hussars soon, said that keeping these Qiang people would be useful, then no matter how much Li Guan wanted to get pleasure from the blood of the Qiang people, he had to endure it.
Because this is Li Guan’s only value in front of Fei Qian.
Unlike most of the children of the Guanzhong gentry, others still have some manor land tenants, and no matter how bad they are, they also have some family manpower. Apart from a dozen guards, Li Guan does not have any other resources. After grabbing Fei Qian''s thigh, why don''t you wait for Fei Qian to come and beg him?
Since Fei Qian was going to use Qiang people, although Li Guan didn''t know what exactly Fei Qian was going to be used for, he wanted to give the Qiang people a beating in advance, temper these originally unruly guys, and let them know some of the rules they should have. Naturally, Li Guan believed that this was his responsibility.
?If you need to be ordered by your master to do everything, you are not a good minion. Li Guan was originally a boss, but now he has become a person who is used to being bossed, so he naturally understands the key. Only when Zheng Xi, no, the hussar general can use it smoothly and get used to it, can Li Guan regain his ability. A chance to rise from the bottom…
For this goal, Li Guan would not hesitate to give up everything.
?Although Li Guan doesn’t have much to give.
What Li Guan did, Fei Qian could naturally see from the top of the city.
Fei Qian didn’t have much opinion about the current misery of the Qiang people. The reason why the Qiang people are in this situation is just because they were defeated, it''s that simple.
Similarly, if the Han people were defeated, then the Han people''s experience would definitely be even more tragic.
What about the next war?
?Who can conquer and who will be defeated?
"The stud died..." Pang Tong was wrapped in a big cloak, walked over, and cupped his hands. Even his head seemed to be buried in the thick fur of the collar of the big cloak, as if to resist the cold wind at night in spring. , the tone was a little dull, a little cold, and he said slowly, as if he was talking about the dog of Ah San and Ah Si in casual conversation.
"Why?" Fei Qian had just taken over the situation, and he had so many things to do. He had not had time to pay attention to the Zhong family''s affairs. He had just heard that the Zhong family and his son were fighting to the death on the city, and they did not insult the blood of the men in Guanzhong. The name of courage.
"I am getting older, and I was poisoned by fire when I was in battle..." Pang Tong said, "A certain person has sent someone in the name of the monarch and sent a team of soldiers to jointly protect the Zhong family... Well, I don''t know what elegiac words you think should be used for it. should?"
"What suggestions do you have?" Fei Qian nodded. A team consists of fifty people. The size of a team. The average school captain''s private bodyguards have this number. Therefore, Pang Tong deployed them without prior notification. , it is also within the scope of authority, and it is a normal thing, and it is also an attitude of showing Fei Qian to the Zhong family, which can reassure people and does a good job.
?However, Fei Qian was a little curious about what Pang Tong would say about Zhong Shao.
Elegy, also called elegies, is actually a posthumous title. It originated from the Western Zhou Dynasty. It was originally one or two very concise words, so it was called a word. However, later people felt that one or two words could not fully express themselves. His style became longer and longer, and finally it became an elegiac couplet in later generations...
One kind of posthumous title is officially finalized, that is, it will be written into the history of Qing Dynasty, and is called official posthumous title. The other kind, like Pang Tong''s, is a folk evaluation of a certain character, which is called posthumous title. It is a private posthumous title. This is basically the same as the situation in later generations. The official will give it to the official, and the people will have their own private evaluation.
??But for someone of Fei Qian''s current level, the posthumous title given to him must be considered to have some weight...
“The words Zhuang and Ping can be used...” Pang Tong snorted in his cloak.
"Zhuang, Ping..." Fei Qian also smiled and said, "That''s right... the deceased is the most important, so that''s it..."
"Since the father-in-law has died, if you have time, you should still go and express your condolences..." Pang Tong said slowly, "Currently, the gentry in Guanzhong have nothing to rely on, and it is a good time to win over..."
Fei Qian nodded, stood on the city with his hands behind his back, looked into the distance and said: "Condolences are also appropriate, but it''s just about trying to win over... Let''s leave it for now... There are more important things to do now..."
Pang Tong followed Fei Qian''s gaze and saw Li Guan standing next to the wooden cage with his teeth and claws waving, and said, "A humble family?"
Although it is said that we want to change the status quo of some nobles, it does not mean that they will kill everyone with swords and guns when they see them, with a fierce look on their face, holding the banner that all those who disobey will die, and fight with all the nobles with open swords and guns. Instead of fighting to the death, it is better to use the differentiation of interests. It is best to use the nobles to do it themselves.
?Fear will certainly scare a group of cowards, but once a person overcomes their fearful mentality, they will become stronger than before and less likely to succumb to fear...
Otherwise, Bald Qiang would have won long ago.
If you are strong, you will get tired easily, but if you are soft, you will last a long time.
Then it is the right time to use a poor family like Li Guan. The old signboard of the Zhong family fell down, and at a time when people were panicking, the Zhengxi banner naturally had an extremely attractive appeal to these poor families.
"No..." Fei Qian smiled and said directly without showing off, "We need to prevent the plague first..."
"Huh? Temperature protection?" Pang Tongyi didn''t understand for a moment and frowned in confusion.
“…Spring has arrived, it’s rainy and gloomy…” Fei Qian saw that Pang Tong was a little confused, so he said, “…do you remember the Guanzhong plague last year?”
"...Starting from tomorrow, we will clean up the surrounding area, evacuate the refugees, and collect the corpses. Whenever a Han soldier dies, they will be collected and buried; as for the others, they will be gathered and burned... This matter cannot be delayed, and it is the top priority..." Fei Qian continued. , "...if you ignore it, plague will easily occur..."
"...Guanzhong...will there be a major epidemic?" Pang Tong couldn''t help but trembled and said, "If so, it must be given top priority..." Plague was something that in the Han Dynasty could hardly be countered by human power. It was equivalent to a natural disaster. Therefore, even though Pang Tong was smart, he was a little shocked when he heard the word "plague".
"Well, as for these guys? Let''s dry them first..." Fei Qian flicked the sleeves of his shirt, then walked down to the city with his hands behind his back, and said half-jokingly, "The cool breeze blows on the spring night, which is a good time to watch the moon and flowers. It’s the right time for Shi Yuan to travel with you?”
Speaking of admiring the moon and flowers, of course it is impossible to really just look at some flowers and the moon. Rather, look at a city.
Doucheng.
Chang''an City is in the shape of a Beidou in the north and a South Dou in the south, so it is nicknamed Doucheng.
? It''s just that Chang''an City has lost its beauty now, and it has lost all the grace and splendor of its heyday. It is like an old woman with a yellowish face. We can only guess the beauty of her heyday from the outline.
After Emperor Guangwu, the economic and cultural center of the country gradually concentrated in Luoyang, with Chang''an as the companion capital. After Guangwu, these dozen emperors did not really visit Chang''an a few times, so naturally no one would bother to correct it. , it’s already pretty good just to maintain it on the surface.
"The Emperor Gaozu established Changle, Emperor Hui built the city wall, Emperor Wu built Mingguang and Shanglin, which lasted nearly a hundred years...and then..." Fei Qian stood on the long street in front of the palace, looking at a corner of the Changle Palace, and said slowly, "Then It’s gone…”
??Kunming Lake was filled with silt, and Shanglin Garden was gradually swallowed up from the royal garden. Just like the current imperial court of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was riddled with holes.
"Your Majesty, do you want to open the palace gate?" Huang Xu asked from the side.
Fei Qian shook his head and said: "Just take a walk outside and don''t open the palace door. Just think of me as doing my duty as a minister tonight and patrolling Changle Palace..."
Just guard the glory of the great man all night. After dawn, you will still have to do whatever you have to do.
Pang Tong''s eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "In that case, take out the flag and line up! Patrol the city!"
Hearing this, Huang Xu turned to look at Fei Qian.
Fei Qian thought for a while, sighed, and said, "That''s fine, just follow Shi Yuan..."
"Wei!" Huang Xu accepted the order and turned around to gather his soldiers.
Fei Qian glared at Pang Tongyi and said in a low voice: "I originally just wanted to see the scenery and take a rest, but you turned it into a show...sigh..."
Pang Tong laughed twice and whispered: "What''s so good about these tattered rubbles... By the way, what is ''sitting embroidery'', sitting and embroidering?"
Fei Qian coughed and said, "Well, it''s ''sitting embroidery''. Sitting and embroidering in public... Do you think it''s uncomfortable or not?"
"What''s so uncomfortable about embroidery? I see, don''t those women embroider almost every day?" Pang Tong suddenly cast his eyes over, looked up and down Fei Qian a few times, and suddenly smiled, "...I understand! It is indeed ''sitting embroidery''" , this word is good, this expression is really good... Well, ''sitting on embroidery'', hahaha..."
The flag of General Zhengxi was raised high, and the three-color flags fluttered in the night wind.
?Twenty cavalry lined up in two lines in front, followed by fifty heavily armored guards, protecting Fei Qian and Pang Tong in the middle, and then followed by thirty cavalry in a long queue.
“The general of the Han Dynasty conquers the west and patrols the city!”
“Get out of the way!”
“I said,” Pang Tong raised his head and looked at the fluttering three-color flag, swaying on his horse, and said, “I have always wanted to ask... why do you use three colors?”
"...Is this..." Fei Qian coughed, rolled his eyelids, and said without changing his expression, "Blue symbolizes the sky, but also symbolizes glory, calmness, and endless exploration; cyan symbolizes the earth, and also symbolizes harvest. , strength and eternal hope; red..."
??The cyan color of the Han Dynasty was not the light color of later generations, but indigo, a darker color almost similar to blue-black.
"Symbolizes people? Fire? Blood and battle?" Pang Tong said inferences.
"Hmm, um, hehe... So the red is in the middle, which means we Han people..." Fei Qian smiled and said, "Stand upright! How about it?"
“That’s right!” Pang Tong looked at the flag with bright eyes and couldn’t help but praise, “Tsk, tsk, amazing, um, amazing... the people of heaven and earth...”
Fei Qian laughed twice, and secretly glanced at the tricolor flag. Well, even without Pang Tong asking, he didn''t realize that such a tricolor flag had such a special symbolic meaning...
?Hmm, that’s definitely what I thought originally, that’s for sure.
"Everyone, do you understand?" Pang Tong suddenly raised his arms high, pointed at the flag, shouted to the left and right, "Blue is the sky! Blue is the earth! We were born between heaven and earth, and we should stand upright against the sky. , so as not to insult the name of our Han people!”
"Wei!" Almost at the same time, the soldiers in the queue looked at the three-color flag, subconsciously raised their swords in greeting, and said in unison, "Stand up to the sky and the earth, so that we can not insult the name of the Han people!"
“What, I can’t hear you!” Pang Tong yelled almost without a teacher.
“Stand upright to the heaven and the earth! We will not be humiliated! We! The name of the Han people!”
??The soldiers guarding him on the left and right, even Huang Xu, stretched his neck and shouted loudly with his veins exposed.
?The sound was like muffled thunder, rolling across Changle Palace and rushing in all directions to the west...
At this time, it was the time of trance. Many people in Chang''an City finally took a breath after seeing the rebels outside the city being calmed down. They were exhausted and prepared to rest. Although it was not completely silent, they suddenly heard such an explosion from Chang''an. The sky in the city rolled by, and many people were so frightened that they fell from their beds.
“Stand upright with the sky and the earth?”
“Do not insult the name of the Han people?”
?This night, many people stood or sat in small clothes, standing still for a while. It was not until they sneezed repeatedly that they realized and got into bed, but even so, they were still tossing and turning, unable to sleep...
(End of this chapter)