Chapter 457 Alliance
“Does Wenxuan know that Fei Gongju?”
"Of course I know." Li Yi's eyes showed doubts, "Why, did he offend his brother?"
"That's not true." Feng Yong shook his head, "I'm just a little curious about this person."
For Fei Shi's impression, he only remembered persuading Guan Yu to accept the title.
When this person arrived at the back, Feng Yong lost his impression. He seemed to be lost in the crowd and had no chance to appear.
In addition, Zhuge Liang advised him not to mention this person, and he seemed to have some concerns, so Feng Yong was curious and wanted to ask.
Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Feng Yong's words and said with a smile, "It's okay if he doesn't. I thought he was going to offend his brother again?"
Hearing that there was something in Li Yi's words, Feng Yong became even more curious, "How do you say it?"
"Brother, I don't know. Fei Gongju is from Nan'an County, Jianwei County. When the late emperor invaded Mianzhu, Fei Gongju, who was the magistrate of Mianzhu County at that time, surrendered with his troops. Therefore, he was appointed as the military governor by the late emperor, and later became the prefect of Zoke County. , and was transferred to the post of Sima of the front department of Yizhou."
“After the late emperor was crowned Queen of Hanzhong, he sent Fei Gongju to Jingzhou to confer a title on Guan Junhou…”
"I know this." Feng Yong nodded, feeling even more strange, "Then why is he now working in Yongchang County?"
Since Fei Shi was the first native of the Yizhou faction to defect to Liu Bei and held a high position before, why did he end up in this situation now?
"Fei Gongju was an upright and outspoken person. When the late emperor wanted to be promoted to the imperial title..." Li Yi looked outside and saw that no one was outside, so he whispered, "He was dissuaded by Shangshu. If the late emperor was furious, he was demoted to Yongchang." The county is engaged.”
Feng Yong was startled and looked outside subconsciously. Only then did he understand why Zhuge Liang told him not to ask more about this matter.
“Brother, if it is not necessary, it is better not to provoke this person.”
Li Yi finally reminded Feng Yong.
Feng Yong nodded, "I understand."
In September of the third year of Jianxing, after Zhuge Liang pacified Nanzhong, he returned to the army and passed through Wei County. He ordered two high platforms to be built outside Wei County and a stone tablet to be erected.
October, the high platform was built and the stone tablet was erected.
When choosing an auspicious day or time, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty will display the golden axes, Qugai, and front and rear feathers given by the Emperor of the Han Dynasty one by one. Sixty tigers and benches will be arranged under the high platform, fully displaying the majesty of the Han Dynasty.
The barbarians looked at it and suddenly felt a sense of awe.
The three animals were sacrificed, and green smoke was lit to communicate with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth. The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, wearing a crown, a black silk dress, and a purple ribbon around his waist, holding a sacrificial seal in his hand, slowly climbed up to the high platform, and said blessing:
Since the beginning of Huan and Ling, the villains have been in trouble. First there was the ban of the party, and then there was the Yellow Turban Rebellion. As a result, the world fell apart and thieves rose up. Emperor Zhaolie felt that the Han Dynasty was in danger, so he acted righteously and gathered aspiring people. A wise man drives away thieves in order to bring peace to the world... but it is so painful and tragic that his career collapsed half way through! The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty appeared and was entrusted by Emperor Zhaolie... Ping Nanzhong, all the barbarian kings and Yi commanders gathered here to form an alliance, and swore to the alliance of ghosts and gods in heaven and earth: The Han regards the Yi people in Nanzhong as the Han people, and the Yi people will never rebel against the Han from generation to generation...
The surroundings were silent, and all the barbarian kings and barbarian commanders were prostrate on the ground, listening to the Prime Minister's words.
On the other side, surrounded by green smoke, Feng Yong, wearing a bronze mask with green face and fangs, dressed in black, began to lead people to climb to another high platform.
Behind him, Guan Ji and Zhao Guang stood on the left and right respectively, followed by six Buqu, all dressed in the same dress as Feng Yong, corresponding to the number of nine.
"Heaven and earth serve as witnesses, and ghosts and gods serve as warnings. If anyone violates this oath, everyone will attack him together, and the ghost king will kill him!"
Feng Yonggang climbed to the high platform, just when Zhuge Liang finished reading the chapter.
Only a dull voice was heard, "I have heard that what the oath has said will take effect immediately. If anyone violates it, Shi will be punished! All his people will become slaves."
Although the sound was dull, it shook the ears of everyone below and caused a slight commotion among the kneeling barbarians.
Ghost King, to the ordinary barbarians in Nanzhong, this is a terrifying name.
For those barbarian kings and commanders who have become Chinese, this is a synonym for being extremely sinister and vicious.
Hua Wan, who felt that she had been deceived by BMW, finally couldn't restrain her curiosity. She slightly raised her head furtively and rolled her eyes upwards, trying to see clearly the source of the sound on the high platform.
It's a pity that the curling green smoke shrouded everything on the high platform in blur, and she could only see the shadows on the high platform.
Hua Wan couldn't help but feel a little fear in her heart: The ghost king's voice was not similar to Feng Langjun's voice that day. How could it be like muffled thunder, spreading so far, and being heard by everyone?
Could it be that what I saw that day was not his true face?
…
While Hua Wan was thinking wildly, Feng Yong on the high platform quietly put away the trumpet.
Made a gesture at the same time, coming quietly and leaving quietly.
After praying, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty went down to the high platform, burned the seal in front of the stone tablet, and swore to all the barbarian kings and barbarian commanders: Nanzhong will always be the land of the Han, and the barbarians will never rebel again, and the Han will regard the Han and barbarians as the same.
During this period, Hua Wan secretly looked at the high platform over there and found that the high platform was already empty.
After everyone took the oath, they killed the cow and smeared its blood on their faces, and then poured the cow's blood on the stone tablet. Finally, everyone drilled the cowhide with a knife to show their determination.
On the front of the stele, the oath just announced is engraved, and on the back are two lines of words: If this stele falls, it will be razed to the Han slaves.
At this moment, the oath has finally been truly completed.
By this time, the sun had already set over the mountain.
Autumn is coming, and after the sun sets, the weather becomes slightly cooler.
At this time, I only heard a "咻-咻-咻-咻" sound.
Suddenly a ball of sparks burst out in the air, followed immediately by another...
This time not only the barbarians, but even Zhuge Liang couldn't help but look up to the sky.
Fireworks burst into the sky one after another, as if they were also celebrating this alliance.
Zhuge Liang couldn't stop the horror on his face, thinking how did this kid create such a vision?
But when he saw the barbarians looking at the sky in fascination, his heart moved, but he couldn't think of other thoughts, and he said loudly: "The gods have appeared!"
Then he took the lead and knelt down.
After hearing Zhuge Liang's words, everyone seemed to have their souls returned to their bodies, and they all knelt down again, exclaiming: "The gods have appeared!"
At this time, not to mention ordinary barbarians, even the barbarian kings and barbarian commanders were terrified in their hearts: Could it be that the big man was really blessed by the gods?
Unconsciously, even the most arrogant barbarians lost their disobedience.
In the camp not far away, Huang Ji excitedly lit up a firework, and saw the papyrus rolled with gunpowder "sizzling". When it burned to the end, there was suddenly no sound.
Huang Ji's expression of interest turned into disappointment, and she shouted, "Why doesn't it sound again?"
Guan Ji, who was standing next to her, paid no attention to her. She stared closely at the fireworks in her hand with her beautiful eyes and silently said in her heart, "Fly... fly... fly fast!"
Then she only felt a shock on her hand, and then there was a "thump", and the fireworks flew into the sky as she expected, bursting into a cloud of sparks.
"good!"
The usually cold Guan Ji was like a little baby who got a favorite toy, jumping up and down.
Subconsciously, I reached for the fireworks again, only to find that I grabbed nothing.
Turning around, he saw Huang Ji looking at her with his arms folded and sneering. Zhao Guang opened his mouth and looked at the sky with an idiot look on his face. His saliva was about to flow down. Li Yi, Wang Xun and others were all. A look of regret.
The only exception was Feng Yong, who looked helpless.
One hundred fireworks were prepared, but only about thirty were set off...
Then the fireworks that flew into the air exploded, only a dozen or so.
This passing rate is really low!
"Gone?"
Guan Ji took back her hand in disappointment, turned her head to look at the sky, and the last trace of smoke disappeared into the sky.
With a hundred paws scratching at my heart, I asked reluctantly, "Such a good thing, why don't you prepare more?"
"Yes, yes!" Huang Ji rarely found herself on the same front as Guan Ji, "Brother, let's do more tomorrow!"
Feng Yong glanced at the people with eager eyes and said angrily, "Where did the sulfur come from?"
It is not easy to save some sulfur.
The bit of sulfur Feng Yong had on hand was obtained by Zhao Guang in some way, and the source was Zhuge Jun.
Zhuge Jun is the younger brother of Zhuge Liang. He once served as the captain of Changshui in the Han Dynasty. Later, because he didn't like the hard work of writing documents, he resigned from the official position and concentrated on Qing Dynasty.
When Zhao Guang was young, he was sent to Zhuge Jun to be a Taoist boy for a period of time because of his extravagant nature.
Zhuge Jun was a Taoist, so he naturally had to make elixirs.
Sulfur is often used in alchemy.
After Zhuge Jun traveled far and wide, there were many things left in the alchemy room.
Feng Yong had already thought about making gunpowder when he used saltpeter to make ice two years ago. Unfortunately, Zhao Guang raided Zhuge Jun's alchemy room and got a little sulfur.
In the hot and humid land of southern China, it is easy to get scabies, prickly heat, etc., and even various skin infections caused by them. In this era when there is no specific medicine, it is not a big trouble.
Sulfur is a medicinal material that can disinfect and sterilize. It has a good medical effect on skin diseases caused by mold and scabies, so Feng Yongnan naturally brought this sulfur with him when he went to the south.
However, what I didn’t expect was that this sulfur was not used on the skin in the end, but was used in the sky.
However, the current quality of saltpeter is not good, and the purity of sulfur is even worse. Therefore, the power of black gunpowder, which originally lacked explosive power, has been further reduced, and it is only suitable for use as fireworks.
Fireworks are simple and easy to make, but the quality is not easy to pass.
Now that these people have let go of everything at once, I even feel unsatisfied.
“Look for it! Ask someone to look for it again!” Huang Ji almost gritted her teeth and shouted to Zhao Guang in a low voice, “Why don’t you try to find more?”
He sounded like someone who was suddenly disconnected when he was about to push a wave of crystals, and was slapping the keyboard to call the network administrator.
"Huh?" Zhao Guang said innocently while lying on his gun, "Sister, this is what Third Uncle Zhuge left behind. I don't know where he is now..."
“You’re so stupid, I didn’t know what you learned from Uncle Zhuge back then! You don’t even know where to find sulfur!”
Huang Ji was extremely dissatisfied.
“Where to find it? Do you think this sulfur is easy to find?”
It was Feng Yong who helped Zhao Guang and said, "There are quite a lot of them in the Western Regions. Can you go find them?"
After saying that, he stopped caring about this wild girl, turned around and ordered Bu Qu, who was still craning his neck to look at the sky, "What else is there to see if it's gone? Quick, put away all these things that can't be lit." .”
Put them away, take them apart and pour out the gunpowder inside, and you can make new fireworks again. Feng Yongcai will not tell them.
This is the first time I have done this, and the pass rate is low.
And it doesn’t even have a color, so it’s nothing interesting.
However, it is not easy to make fireworks. That is to say, the papermaking technology has been improved. Otherwise, based on the previous paper quality, whether ten can be lit is a problem.
Although the fireworks are not much to see, for the barbarians who saw them for the first time, the effect was unexpectedly good.
The faces of the barbarian kings and barbarian commanders who had some sense turned pale after being shocked.
Turning around to look at the people still prostrate on the ground, a thought flashed through their minds: Nanzhong, the sky is going to change...
Meng Huo looked back at Meng Yan, who was not far away.
Meng Yan had a complicated expression. He felt Meng Huo's gaze, looked at Meng Huo and forced a smile.
Meng Huo had a gloating smile on his face - It's true that I went to live in Jincheng, but you will be better off if you stay in Nanzhong?
The methods of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty. If anyone in Nanzhong feels it the most deeply, no one else but himself.
This move directly determined the situation of Nanzhong in the next 20 to 30 years.
At least in the next twenty or thirty years, the reputation of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty and the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty will be unparalleled in Nanzhong.
As for how many barbarian kings and barbarian commanders there will be in twenty or thirty years, it all depends on how big the appetite is.
From the vicious methods of the ghost king, it can be seen that the big man's appetite should not be too small.
At that time, it will be the most normal thing for the land of Jisi to become a real county land.
After the alliance, Zhuge Liang ordered the prefects of each county to resume their duties, and then led the army back to the army in victory, and joined forces with Ma Zhong, the prefect of Zoke, to fight against the Yi. When passing the pass of Pingyi County, I saw the towering seven peaks of the pass, stretching and straight, winding like the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, so I built an altar at the pass and lit seven-star lanterns to pray for the great Han Dynasty forever.
It is officially named Qixingguan.
Among all the barbarians in the south, Huo Aji from Pingyi County was the most loyal and brave. His achievements were recorded in the annals of Chinese history, and he once again carved a stele as evidence to record his achievements.
At the same time, the tribe of Huo Aji was called the first tribe in Nanzhong, and it was the way of the barbarians in Nanzhong.
At the same time, salt, brocade robes and other gifts will be given every year.
Huo Aji wore a brocade robe given by the Han Dynasty and a crown given by the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. He bowed his head in tears and knelt down in thanks, and swore to defend the territory of the Han Dynasty forever.
Feng Tibi watched the whole process with an expressionless face.
I thought that this old demon Zhuge was addicted to making alliances. If he did this casually, Huo Aji's tribe would be completely bound to the big man's chariot.
For the sake of the reputation of being the number one tribe in Nanzhong, if someone in Nanzhong rebels again in the future, even if the Han Dynasty is unable to take action for a while, Huo Aji's tribe will take the initiative to destroy them.
The merits engraved on this stone tablet seem to be an honor, but at the same time it is also a burden.
As long as the stone tablet was erected there, Huo Aji's tribe had to fight for the Han for a whole day.
To put it bluntly, this is equivalent to giving out some salt and a few pieces of clothing every year to let this tribe guard Qixing Pass for the Han Dynasty and suppress the rebellion of the barbarians in the south at any time.
Furthermore, it also serves as a model for buying bones with a thousand pieces of gold.
For the Han Dynasty, salt was not a problem at all - the salt wells in Jianwei County used to produce salt that not only supplied Sichuan and Sichuan, but also Jingzhou, Liangzhou, Guanzhong and other places.
But in the eyes of Huo Aji, and even in the eyes of his tribe, this was a great favor bestowed by the Han Dynasty.
Because salt is the rarest thing for the Yi people, and brocade robes are clothes given by God.
So Huo Aji took the initiative to go to Jincheng to meet the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and wanted his sons to live in Jincheng and learn the Han culture.
In December of the same year, Zhuge Liang finally led his army back to Jincheng.
Liu Chan, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, personally welcomed him ten miles outside the city, and at the same time ordered hundreds of officials to go thirty miles away to greet him.
(End of this chapter)