It snowed all night.
At dawn, Jia You opened the window. The cold wind blew in, and he shivered immediately.
This poor Zhuangzi doesn't even have a wall, and not far away is the post road. It is extremely empty, and the cold wind blows hard, with no shelter and no obstruction, which is really grinding.
But for such a Zhuangzi, he could hardly save himself.
Located in the suburbs of Pingyang, it changed hands several times. The last owner was the Liu Han clan. After being picked up by him at a low price, it was about to be picked up by another person.
He had to sell because he now had no official status.
When the King of Liang asked him if he wanted to be the leader of Huling, he thought it was too dangerous and poor, so he declined. Unexpectedly, the King of Liang never gave the Jia family in Pingyang another chance, and he was so angry that Jia You almost rebelled when the Huns invaded.
When the Pei family found out, they sent people to the house to "give some advice," but in the end they had to stop.
But it’s really hard to be without an official.
During the three-year catastrophe, the land reclamation in the twenty counties of Liang State suddenly slowed down, and some areas even came to a complete standstill.
Last year I was recuperating and raising food and grass, but I didn't do much.
During this year's war, there was still little farming, until King Liang captured Pingcheng...
After the great victory, the Xiongnu retreated and the barbarians surrendered. King Liang couldn't even wait for the New Year, and the field expedition was in full swing again.
Liang Wang is also a dog!
When I ask for something from you, I will take it easy. When I don’t ask for anything from you, I will turn my face away from you.
Some people think that one more year of delay will allow their Zhuangzi to accumulate one more year of wealth, which is not bad, but Jia You doesn't think so, because his family was hit hard before Yongjia and kept a low profile, and they did not dare to make any big moves.
.After Yongjia, the Huns invaded and the situation was chaotic. They took the opportunity to occupy some fields. Now they want to spit them all out. How can they be willing to do so?
There seemed to be a sound of blowing and beating in the wind.
"Which old man passed away?" Jia You was startled and asked casually.
Jia Que, the second son of Jia You, heard the sound and came in and said, "Master, that is a man who plays drums and horns in the army."
Jia You was suddenly stunned, and without saying anything, he took his son directly to an attic in the village and climbed up to take a look.
"This is Hu Feng!" Jia You looked at it for a long time and then cursed.
In the post road, dozens of people were riding on horseback, playing various musical instruments, which spread far in the wind.
He has lived in Pingyang for many years and has seen the Xiongnu do this, but more often it is the Xianbei people.
I heard that there are only about 550 soldiers in a single building of the Silver Spear Army, and the rest are mostly scouts, messengers, gate guards, clerks and other miscellaneous soldiers, including musicians.
Among the other troops, some generals have recently led privately-raised musicians into battle, saying they are "promoting music".
Shao Bing really loves music!
"Coming! Coming!" There was a faint cry from the other side.
Jia You and his son were looking for a place to retreat, but they saw a crowd of people outside Guangmo Gate on the north side of Pingyang. Countless people did not take shelter from the wind and snow, crowded on the roadside and looked around. When they saw the sergeant showing his head, they even started shouting.
"Most of the Silver Spear Army's family members live in Bianliang, why would Pingyang people join in the fun?" Jia You felt uncomfortable and cursed.
"Grandpa, Xu is a member of Wan Shengjun's family," Jia Que said.
"Yellow Head Army?"
"Of course."
Sure enough, the first people to appear on the northern horizon were soldiers wearing yellow scarves.
Jia You was speechless.
When the sergeants saw the people watching, they raised their heads one after another. This was the victorious army.
Behind the sergeant were large and small carts, loaded with various kinds of captured supplies.
In fact, most of the seizures were slaves and livestock, which had long been transported to various places. However, some goods were collected for publicity, and the people of the Central Plains understood these more intuitively.
"Wan Sheng!" someone shouted outside Guangmo's door.
"Victory!" The cheers grew louder and louder.
The Yellow Head Army had already begun to enter the city. Someone watched for a long time on the side of the road, and finally found someone and shouted: "Brother, we have received two sheep at home."
Someone in the queue heard a familiar voice, turned around and saw his younger brother who depended on each other, and immediately grinned.
"Husband, I finally saw you come back alive, why don't I allow you to take a concubine?" A woman said loudly, holding her baby in her arms.
When people near and far heard about it, they burst into laughter.
When the primary school student in the queue, who was wearing the flag, blushed, he cursed a few times, and finally couldn't help but laugh.
"Grandpa." The babbling child ran after the queue.
One of the people in the formation took out the cheese from his arms, handed it to the child, and then touched his head.
Outside Guangmo's door has fallen into a sea of ​​joy.
The army went out to war, and most of the people came back. They were given two sheep. There is no better thing than this.
Maybe in the future they will encounter defeats in which more than half of them will not be able to return after going to war, but so what? It does not prevent them from enjoying the joy of the moment. Whether to fight or not is not their decision.
After more than two thousand yellow-headed troops passed by, mighty soldiers appeared in the distance.
When they were three miles away from the city, the pro-army officers and soldiers put on their armor of bright light, surrounded King Liang's chariot with mighty force, and marched towards Pingyang.
"The King of Liang is here!" Someone shouted when they saw the big banner.
"The King of Liang is here! Those are the pro-army troops, they are so mighty."
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wonderful victory! Wonderful victory!"
"Long live……"
I don’t know why, but when I shouted, “Wan Sheng” turned into “Long Live”.
Jia You, Jia Que and his son heard this from a distance, and looked at each other in despair.
If before Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, "long live" was not exclusive to emperors, since then, it has had some flavor. People no longer use this word as casually as before, and they always have some scruples in their hearts.
In the Later Han Dynasty, the imperial attribute of Long Live became even more important. There were fewer people calling Long Live among the people and there were more taboos.
In the imperial dynasty, if you call ordinary people "Long live", they will be scared to death, because there are really very few people who use it like this.
Theoretically speaking, it is not a big problem for the people of Pingyang to shout Long Live to Shao Xun, because even at this moment, the word Long Live has not been said, so it must not be used by others.
But in reality – it’s actually not a big problem!
The Emperor of Luoyang was afraid that there would be no way to hold him accountable.
But Jia You and Jia Que, father and son, were scholars with high political sensitivity and thought a lot. Their faces turned ugly when they heard this, even though everyone knew that such a day would come.
"See you soon!" Jia You said, beating the window frame.
I feel a little angry, a little melancholy, a little regretful, and a little aggrieved.
I just declined once. Why don’t you use me? How can you not use me? Who can you use if you don’t use me?
"Grandpa, why don't you -" Jia Que hesitated and said, "Why don't we go to Hedong. The Jin Dynasty is about to disappear. If we climb up to the Pei family, there may be a turn for the better."
Jia You was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "Hasn't my family been on the same boat as the Pei family for a long time? The Pei family is on the side of King Liang again. It's just that--oh, King Liang always pushes us scholars away.
! If he wants to be a holy king who rules from the top down, who will oppose him?"
"Grandpa, these days are different from the past." Jia Que said: "You have also seen that the army was in full swing and many people came to greet it. If it hadn't been for the king's order, the shogunate officials would have gone out of the city for several miles to greet them. He bewitched a group of people who killed Cai Tianshe
Husband, those people only believe in him and listen to him, there is nothing they can do about it."
"That's alright." Jia You sighed: "Then let's take a look. This Zhuangzi will be sold in a few days. Don't play around. Go to Hongnong in the winter months to see if there is any Zhuangzi to buy.
If Hongnong doesn't have it yet, go to Lu County and have a look."
"Yes." Jia Que responded.
"If King Liang can't even tolerate my family buying property in Lu County, that would be too much." Jia You finally said.
****
It has been several days since the King of Liang sent his troops to the throne, and Long Xiang's shogunate west Cao Yanggu never got a chance to go to court.
In the past few days, he has been sitting in the official office, looking at the list of honors in front of him, expressionless.
"It's too easy!" After a long time, he sighed.
It was unheard of to confer honorary titles on more than 2,000 people in one breath, and the shock it brought was huge.
Yang Yu couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be once this list was announced.
Yes, everyone has known for a long time that Luonan soldiers can record their merits according to the honorary officer system when they go to war. But knowing it is one thing, but actually happening it in front of you is another thing.
It has been several years since the debate on honoring officers began.
Luonan soldiers attacked Wuguan in the first battle, but were defeated and retreated. They never went on an expedition again, so many people have forgotten...
But not long ago, under Guangwu City, the King of Liang personally promised that the battle was "going into battle", and the final results were calculated and won, but even so, the soldiers who participated in the battle still collectively obtained the third-turn merit.
The third transformation of merit can be exchanged for a decorated officer named "Feiqiwei". Although it is of little use, cannot manage affairs, and has no salary, an official is an official, and the improvement in status is unparalleled, and the impact on the scholars is also very great.
Huge.
In addition, Yang Yu is really worried about King Liang. If he continues like this, will it be too easy to get the official position? Is it too common?
He wanted to enter Ningshuo Palace just because he wanted to talk about this matter.
Of course, he didn’t know that in real history, “warrior honorees use all their plans”...
In the "Dunhuang County Chai Kebu" from the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty unearthed later, among the 591 people registered, a total of 150 were honorary officers, including 55 from the Shangzhu Kingdom.
There are fifty or sixty Shangzhu countries in one county, and the depreciation rate is almost as fast as that of gold yuan coupons! If you are not a Shangzhu country, you will be embarrassed to go out and say hello to people.
However, perhaps it was precisely because of the generous rewards for military exploits that the soldiers of the Tang army were willing to go thousands of miles to the frontier and fight without hesitation.
The dual binding of political status and economic interests gave the warriors in the Tang Dynasty a very high status. The trend of becoming generals and prime ministers was prevalent. Even literati wanted to join the army to gain military exploits. As the saying goes, "It is better to be a centurion than to be a commander."
A scholar".
Yang Yu couldn't imagine such a scene, let alone accept it.
Because at this time, official positions are very serious, very rare, and very sacred. If you create an overpopulation of honorary officers, you will also devalue the ministerial officers, harming the interests of all noble families.
Do you know the consequences?
Yang Wu thought about it for a long time, scratching her head anxiously, wishing she could go see Prince Liang now.
Only the King of Liang had the prestige to make the warriors give in without forcing the warriors to rebel. No one else could.
"Officials." A clerk stood at the door and asked softly: "It's the last day, will the official seals be issued? Luonan soldiers are still waiting in the south of the city."
Yangwu's figure stagnated.
He looked up at the roof and didn't reply for a long time.
The clerk is not an ignorant person. He knows the importance and waits patiently with his head down.
"That's all, how dare you disobey the shogunate's order!" Yang Yu sighed and said, "Make a few copies of the list on the case and post it in various places. The official seal - send it."
Forget it this time! He thought to himself that he would stop it no matter what happens next time.
This honorable officer is too crude and needs to be changed!
Chapter completed!