Feiqian's sense of direction undoubtedly surpasses all Han Dynasty people, but even so, Feiqian has a concept of Chinese map and a general understanding of world maps. After entering the Western Regions, he still feels it is difficult to distinguish between east, west, south and north.
It’s not that it’s really hard to tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. After all, the general position of the simple sun rises and sets is clear, but it needs to be linked to the maps in my mind. This has almost become a two-dimensional to three-dimensional transformation.
When Feiqian's troops arrived at a small town with a very long name in Shanshan, the officials in Shanshan in the town kowtowed outside the city and asked for surrender.
The little prince Lou Shan kowtowed in front of Fei Qian, then rushed up with a roar, kicking the city guard or the Shanshan local official, a white-haired old man to the ground, and then punched and kicked.
No resistance.
It just instinctively protects the key points.
Even when the little prince was kicked in the face, the little prince did not cry or scream, but was like a sandbag, silently enduring the little prince's anger.
Fei Qian was not interested in participating in the grudges and hatred between the little prince and the city guard, but seeing that the little prince had no intention of using a knife, it was generally possible to guess that it was not a life-and-death hatred. Perhaps it was because the little prince was not given the little prince the treatment he deserved when he was fleeing?
Fei Qian was too lazy to ask. He even didn't bother to pay attention to the tricks that the little prince had to do on the surface, but actually had to do.
Fei Qian was looking at the small town with great enthusiasm.
Perhaps in later generations, this small town has become a few short walls in the desert, and no one knows what has been buried under the yellow sand.
In this era, Loulan, well, the current oasis of Shanshan Kingdom is not small, and the animals and plants that have survived from ancient times still rely on the Cheerchen River to survive. Shanshan people called this river the Qier River, but perhaps because of the strange pronunciation, Fei Qian always felt that it sounded like the "Queer River"...
This is a small town converted from the Han people's Yingpan.
Because the city is very small, the army cannot enter completely. Zhang Liao commanded the front army to clean up the surrounding horse thieves, while Taishici accompanied Fei to the outside of the city. The cinder city of Shanshan was still in the southwest direction of the small city.
The soldiers were camping, and the sound of trumpets and the sound of the little prince's gasping and crying were mixed together.
That's right, the white-bearded and white-haired old man didn't cry, the little prince cried, as if the little prince was the one who was beaten.
The translator on the side translated the words of the little prince intermittently. Fei Qian then understood some rough stories between the little prince and the old city guard. This white-haired and white-bearded old city guard is named Al. Of course, this is the first syllable of his name, and there is a long list behind it. This old city guard is the little prince's cheap father-in-law. I don't know it should be considered a future style, or a past style.
It's a bit confusing to say this, but simply put it, the little prince is a time travel template for remorse and useless marriage streams, which may be easy to understand...
So the little prince beat up the father-in-law who broke the contract and had some special taste.
Anyway, the Cheerchen River is not very stable, just like the Yellow River in the Hedong area, it likes changing lanes. Thirty years are too short, so I have to seize the day!
Logically speaking, the old city guard raised books and surrendered from the city, and brought five or six carts of fruits, food, wine, buffalo and sheep. His sincerity was still shown, but Fei Qian felt that there seemed to be some problems.
For example, these people who followed the city guard to greet them.
You can see at a glance the class level of these people.
This class level is not simply a gap between the rich and the poor. Because no matter ancient and modern, both in China and abroad, 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 in the Western Regions can be said to be in a semi-slave and semi-feudal state.
The poor are still poor.
He was dressed in rags and his body was comparable to Kunlun slaves. There were countless dirt and insects hidden in his messy hair. People were like insects, or they knelt down on both sides of the road, their heads buried in the yellow sand, and they didn't even dare to lift them without orders. Either they hid under the shadow of the house in the distance, in the gaps in the street, glanced secretly, and then quickly retreated.
Rich people are still rich.
The row of people standing behind the old city guarding is naturally relatively wealthy.
It seems to be to welcome the inspection of Fei Qian, the Han people. These people may be officials in the small town or the local ruling class, who deliberately wore some Han costumes. Perhaps they had not worn Han costumes for too long, and these people had forgotten how to wear them. Some of them only wore outer robes on the sheepskin robe, but also wore monochrome embroidered middle robes. Some even put the lower robes on their necks, which were supposed to be worn as pants, and then treated the two pairs of trousers as sleeves...
However, among these people, Fei Qian discovered that not only were the old city guarded, but the age of these wealthy families was also not young. At least they were middle-aged or above.
A little further, Fei Qian didn't see any young people.
This is the interesting thing.
Fei Qian's eyes were slightly cold. He swept over these people wearing inconsistent Han costumes, and then returned to their original appearance, as if everything had changed.
As a guard, Xu Chu followed Fei Qian, his eyes rolled around.
The little prince didn't know if he was tired of fighting or was relieved.
Lao Chengshou, who was beaten to the point of bruising face, simply wiped the blood on his face, and then bowed to Fei Qian, "A kind general..."
The little prince seemed to be sad and still crying...
"Wait." Fei Qian reached out and interrupted him, "Who told you that I was kind?"
"Uh? Ah?" Lao Chengshou was stunned. He didn't know how to answer.
"You brought these people?" Fei Qian asked.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Old Town Shou nodded, "Yes, yes, honorable general..."
Fei Qian nodded, then pointed to the cattle, sheep, melons and fruits placed outside the city and said, "Return all these things."
Old Town Shou was stunned for a long time and could not react. "The noble general... this... the general means... these are too few, isn't they enough?"
Fei Qian laughed, "No, look..."
Fei Qian pointed to the poor people who were curled up in the corner or hiding in the shadows in the distance, "You still have so many poor people... Why do I have the nerve to eat? Didn't you say I am kind? Take all these things back, we don't need them! If we have something we need, I will ask you to buy them... Don't worry, I am the army of Chinese benevolence and will not disturb the local people... Seeing that you are covered in blood and earth, go wash up first... Let these people go back and go back... If there is anything, I will talk about it tomorrow...
Fei Qian waved his hand and ignored the old city guards. He took the people back to his camp and said to Taishi Ci with a smile: "Ziyi, why don't you take out the military supplies?"
Taishi Ci looked back, his eyes were slightly cold, and there was a murderous aura rising in his words. "The lord's intention is that there is something wrong with these things? Such a thief is so brave!"
Fei Qian nodded, "Maybe there, or not... But why try it? What if we are not familiar with poisons... Since we are arranged by horse thieves... naturally, it is possible to poison food and wine... Have you noticed that these people who came out to greet them... are mostly middle-aged and elderly people, and are not young and strong... So where are the young and strong in the city? Or where have they gone?"
Taishici gritted his teeth and said, "The thief is not dead, so he should be punished!"
Fei Qian waved his hand and said, "This is normal. Zuo Zhuan has recorded, "The Qin people in the upper reaches of the capital, and many of their teachers died." This matter must be guarded against. Ziyi, killing these people and slaughtering this city is simply easy... But, I can't say that they are just hoping that you and I will slaughter the city... This Western Region is not Central Earth. Although the Han Dynasty has established the Protectorate for more than a hundred years, it has not won over its heart and the people... Therefore, the law of governing the Western Regions is not the same as the Central Plains. Do Ziyi agree?
Although Fei Qian did not know which layer of the poison technology tree in the Western Regions or Dashi, since China has entered the stage of skillful collection and use of poisons, there may not be much difference in other places.
Of course, Fei Qian believed that the truckloads of food he sent were likely not poisoned, but the next one was indefinite...
Instead of being prepared in the later stage, it is better to reject these things at the beginning, so as not to cause the Han army in the Western Regions to be in a mess in the future.
As early as the pre-Qin period, there were records of using poisons, but it was still a high-end product. Even princes, ministers, and princes, not everyone knew about it. However, after the Han Dynasty, using various plant, animal and mineral poisons was already quite mature.
Therefore, in the Han Dynasty, the use of poisons was already very widespread. The mineral poisons applied to the surface of food or integrated into the food may not necessarily lose their toxicity during high-temperature cooking. Therefore, avoiding the random consumption of unknown food in the enemy-occupied area is naturally the first lesson that Fei Qian wanted to teach Taishici.
The second course is killing people.
Or, the massacre of the city.
Taishi Ci thought a little bit.
"Just just now, Prince Shanshan beat the city guard..." Fei Qian asked Taishi Ci again, "If Lu Fengxian came here and saw that there were no green and strong people, he suffered from cattle, sheep, wine and other soldiers in the army... Ziyi thought, what should Fengxian do?"
Taishici frowned, "Slaughter it?"
Fei Qian nodded, "Then?"
Taishici was silent for a while, "The Western Regions are in chaos again."
Fei Qian nodded and said, "In this way, Ziyi should know why Shanshan blocked the army with a horse thief."
Taishi Ci frowned and said, "The lord has a profound insight and is beyond the reach of Ci. Perhaps the young and strong in this city are those horse thieves... Therefore, the thieves of Shanshan intend to slaughter them? And use this to gather people to fight against the Han Dynasty?"
'It is not necessarily possible to get together again, but can you resist...' Fei Qian narrowed his eyes and said, 'Although there is a war, there should be killing, who will kill? Are you killing men, women, young and old in the Western Regions? Monks and lay officials? Local surnames? Who can kill, who can be used, who can be used, who can be used? What is the objection? What is the objection? Where is the goodness in the country of Shanshan? What is Ziyi's practice... What should Ziyi want next?"
Taishi Ci took a breath of cold air and made a small contribution to global warming. After pondering for a long time, he had no choice but to bow, "I'd like to ask my lord for advice."
"It's okay." Fei Qian waved his hand and said, "Ziyi doesn't have to worry... and think about it..."
Although Fei Qian made Taishici not anxious, Taishici himself couldn't say that it was really not anxious at all. He knew that this time he followed Fei Qian, in fact, he learned how to govern the Western Regions and how to govern a piece of land that the Han Dynasty had been governed for more than a hundred years, but still had not managed well.
Undoubtedly, the Western Regions are inclined to govern the military personnel. The aggressiveness and determination of the military generals and the ability to control soldiers will be relatively stronger than those in the civil servant series.
For most soldiers of the Han Dynasty, they would subconsciously worship a general who could fight on the battlefield and lead them to victory after victory, and would not have much emotion for a civil servant who would only sit in the government office all day and meet less than once or twice a year.
This is a very natural issue and an inevitable choice. It does not mean that civil servants cannot fight, nor does it mean that military generals will not govern the local area, but that the focus is different. In areas where there are relatively more hostility, order is not perfect, language is mixed, and writing is chaotic, the force will obviously be more direct, and then someone will be willing to sit down and listen to the communication of the Han people.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Therefore, the order of conquering an area must be the generals first and the civil servants will follow.
Only by blindly slaughtering will there be chaos.
No one would like to survive in a world where only killing is the only way to survive.
Resistance and riots are inevitable derivatives of killing.
Continuous turmoil will cause the structural collapse of the entire dynasty. The great man has already told everyone at the moment with his personal experience that simply killing cannot solve the problem. This is what everyone who still has some brains in his head knows. Well, that's right, except for the gangster.
Huangfu Song killed so many rioters and so many Yellow Turban thieves, killing Chiye for thousands of miles, killing plagues, and then the Han Dynasty settled down? So, in fact, the question Fei Qian asked was similar to the common words in later generations...
『Who can unite **?
Then, those who cannot unite will naturally be the opponent.
In the Western Regions, who should be the target that can be "unified"?
"Little Prince Shanshan?" Taishici replied subconsciously, but soon he denied it himself, "No. Since the Han Protectorate, he has supported the kings of the Western Regions, but the Western Regions still deviated from the Central Land of China and it is difficult to return to his heart..."
Fei Qian smiled, but did not continue to make Taishi Ci embarrassed, but asked him to go back to arrange military affairs first and talk about it the next day.
Taishici left silently.
Xu Chu looked aside and suddenly said, "Lord, is this available person in the Western Regions a local official?"
"Hmm? Zhongkang is good," Fei Qian asked in surprise, "But why?"
Xu Chu laughed twice, "I just talked too much for a while... But I think it's not easy to speak in the Western Regions... Only these local officials can communicate with each other..."
Fei Qian nodded and said, "Good. Local officials in the Western Regions should use it, but they should not be reused."
Xu Chu said: "That's natural, you need to be careful of these guys."
Fei Qian laughed twice, "It's not about defense, but about substitution. If you can't substitution, how can you prevent it?"
"Super?" Xu Chu was stunned for a moment, then as if he thought of something, he tilted his head and said nothing for a while.
Fei Qian photographed Xu Chu, "Zhongkang can think about this matter slowly... But there is something to do first... You send a few people to keep an eye on the old monk..."
Xu Chu stared at him, "Lord, this old monk... he still wants to cause trouble?"
Fei Qian shook his head, "No, I suspect someone might have made trouble with him... So, please don't let him die like this, at least you can't die before 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 the one who ultimately uses this belief is still human.
Just like religion. Most religions are meant to be good, but those who use religion to be evil are emerging one after another.
Fei Qian saw no sadness or worry in the expressions of those monks, but only calmness, like a dead person. So those who do not take their own lives seriously will naturally not take other people's lives seriously.
After all, Buddhism emphasizes reincarnation? These monks already feel that this life is enough and ready to be reincarnated for the next life...
Xu Chu nodded with a serious expression, and then went to instruct his subordinates to take close care of Bu Sen and others.
No words all night.
Fei Qian did not ask for "Madam" to serve him, so Xu Chu was of course safer.
After the camp was stationed, he took over the city's defense. Fei Qian took Taishici and then walked into the small town with open doors.
There were undoubtedly Han people stationed here.
Because in many places, whether it is the structure of the house, the covered tiles, or the canals built, they all have the imprints of the Han people.
However, in most places here, there are no Han people. The living people are Semi people, Shanshan people, and Qiang people. Fei Qian also saw several monks who didn't know if they came to greet Bu Sen, but they did not see any Han people.
Fei Qian looked quietly.
Taishici followed the side and watched quietly, looking more seriously than Fei Qian.
Because Taishici knew that this was the third lesson.
When I was a child, I was not serious in class, but I was just thumped. Now if I don’t seriously in class...
It will die.
Others will die, and their own will die too.
Fei Qian walked around and stopped, and suddenly stopped in front of the architectural exterior wall of a Han-style house.
This wall faces the street entrance, is stacked with stones, and is covered with yellow mud. It is a very ordinary wall with earth and stone structure, but some patterns drawn on the wall attract Fei Qian.
This may have been the wall where Han people issued announcements, but now it has become a place of graffiti.
Compared with the abstract painting masters in later generations, these "artworks" of the present are quite exquisite.
There are fruit trees, animals, and people that appear in pairs, perhaps in order to hope for a good harvest, prosperity, and happiness...
There are also some shorter and fatter kids playing in the corner...
There are suns, curved moons, and some weird-shaped things, perhaps representing the gods in the sky, or something else...
When Fei Qian looked at these paintings, he didn't say a word or ask, just looked at them.
Taishi Ci is also watching.
Lao Chengshou and others did not dare to come forward to disturb or explain.
"Ziyi." Fei Qian turned his head slightly.
Taishici responded.
Fei Qian signaled slightly and asked Taishi Ci, "What do you think when you see this picture?"