Chapter 668 I have a plan
There is a reason why Liu Chun was a Huns, but he was accepted as a disciple by Han Long.
As a young prince of the Huns, he claimed to be the general of the Han Dynasty who conquered the Liao Dynasty, and he was also the grandson of Qu Bei. This status did not make him lose any points in the territory of the Han Dynasty.
On the contrary, as a Huns who admires the Han Dynasty, takes the initiative to learn Chinese, practice Chinese characters, and follow Han family etiquette, he will be looked at more differently.
Because this kind of behavior not only satisfies the Han people's mentality of Hanism, but also gives the Han people a sense of accomplishment that their education has been successful.
This kind of custom can actually be traced back to Emperor Xiaowu.
Emperor Xiaowu was once conquered by the Hunxie and Xiutu tribes of the Xiongnu. His Xiutu crown prince Jin Rixi was placed in the Huangmen Department to raise horses. Later, he was favored by Emperor Xiaowu and gradually became an important minister.
When Emperor Xiaowu was seriously ill, Jin Rixi followed Huo Guang and accepted Gu's order and became an auxiliary minister.
He was loyal and loyal, and his descendants were famous for their loyalty and filial piety, which lasted for seven generations. He can be regarded as the most successful example of naturalized Hu people.
I have to say that Jin Rixi’s success has set an excellent example for those who come after him.
Liu Hun's grandfather went to Bei and was ordered to **** the Emperor of Han out of Chang'an. He originally wanted to take such a path.
Unfortunately, what he met was an old thief Cao who was very wary of the barbarians.
Not to mention that he failed to get any good position, later the Xiongnu Chanyu Huchuquan came to court and was detained in Yecheng by Cao. Instead, he sent Qubei, the king of Youxian, to Pingyang to monitor the five Xiongnu tribes.
This is simply like roasting Qubei on the fire rack.
After Qubei died, his headquarters, the Tiefu tribe, immediately fell into pieces. His son Liu Gaosheng led the remaining tribesmen and hid in a corner of Bingzhou to survive.
The tribe has declined, and Liu Hun is not Liu Gaosheng's eldest son, so he cannot inherit the poor family fortune, and he does not look down on him.
So I used the few connections my grandfather still had to wander around the Central Plains to see if there was any chance to find a way out.
So the name Little Prince of the Huns is not fake if it is said to be fake, but if it has any gold content, it is impossible. The water content is almost the same.
The Cao family is not honest in doing things. King Youxian went to humble his place and made great achievements, but he was used and thrown away like a rag. What is a little prince with water content?
So Liu Hun didn't find a way out, but he found a master, and this was Han Long.
Finally, we followed Han Long through Guanzhong from Hebei and arrived in Hanzhong.
In any case, in the eyes of the three generations of Liu Hun, what Cao Cao did was not considered human affairs.
Grandfather Qubei finally managed to save him. Although he never expected to be able to sit in the position of assistant minister like Jin Rixi, he should at least get an official position that future generations can think about, right?
Unexpectedly, the old thief Cao came to kidnap the emperor to order the princes. The emperor of the Han Dynasty turned into a bird in a cage. He was sent to the north to serve as a shield when he went to Bei.
Finally waited for the old thief Cao to die, but unexpectedly, Cao Pi came up and was even more ruthless, and directly usurped the throne of the Han emperor.
The emperor has changed his surname. Who dares to mention the merits of the previous dynasty?
So his grandson Liu Hun came to Hanzhong and wondered, Emperor Ji Han, whose surname is also Liu, is from the same family as Emperor Liu who lost his throne?
How about I learn from my great father and continue to serve the Emperor of the Liu family? Maybe I can find a way out?
Of course, this is not the point.
The point is that Liu Hun’s master Han Long admired the loyalty of Liu Qubei and Liu Hun very much.
After all, being a knight-errant requires loyalty and righteousness.
So Han Long also told Liu Hun some secrets in the master's sect.
For example, the name Han Long is closely related to the two founding heroes of the former Han Dynasty. The most surprising thing is that they even have the same name, Han Xin.
One is Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin.
One is Han Xin, the prince king with a different surname. In order to distinguish him from the former, he is generally called Han Wangxin.
Although these two people have the same name and both made great contributions to Emperor Gaozu's unification of the world, they actually had no connection at the beginning.
The reason why the two Koreas finally secretly merged into one was entirely because of one person.
This man was also a founding hero of the former Han Dynasty, and his name was Chen Xi.
These distant secrets have long been lost in hundreds of years and are unknown to the world.
But in this world, there are always some people who pass it down from generation to generation, guarding the secrets that last hundreds or even thousands of years.
These people's identities are called people from the mountain gate, or hidden experts.
Yellow Turban Rex, a figure that was originally passed down by alchemists, appeared in front of the world on a large scale for the first time during the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Liu Hun naturally heard about it from his master Han Long.
I heard that there were some experts from Shanmen who were involved in this matter.
Seeing the mountain-shaking woman in the field, Liu Hun looked at the high platform in the distance, his eyes flickering brightly and darkly, and his doubts became stronger.
Shaking Mountain Woman’s intimidating momentum made no one dare to step forward easily.
“Liu Zheng, what do you think this should be done?”
Liu Hun hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth, "The king often said that if you lose, you don't lose the battle. I'm afraid we don't have much confidence in this battle, but we can't admit defeat so easily. Let me go on the field and give it a try."
To be honest, Liu Hun came up in the first game, he was the conductor in the second game, and he was a little unruly in the third game.
So someone came forward and said, "Liu Zheng, it's better for us to go up in this scene."
Liu Hun shook his head and said, "I am very familiar with the fight, so let me go. I am a barbarian. Even if I lose, others will not laugh at me too much."
After speaking, Liu Hun pushed aside the crowd and walked into the field.
“This Liu Hun is quite confident.”
Zhang Xingyi on the stage said with some surprise when he saw Liu Hun coming out.
“He is not confident, he is just unwilling to admit defeat easily.”
Although Liu Hun was recommended to him by Zhang Xingyi, he knew Liu Hun better than Zhang Xingyi.
“Although this person seems to be young, he may have been born as a ranger. He is not lacking in courage. The most rare thing is that he is quite brave and independent. But he is a bit stubborn.”
Hearing Feng Yong’s comments, Zhang Xingyi said angrily, “It sounded like you were praising others, but with this last sentence, I don’t know whether you were praising them or hurting them.”
The two people below had already begun to exchange games, and there were only shouts and shouts. Liu Hun was moving around, but he was not knocked down by the Mountain Shaker.
“Of course it’s to praise people. If his temperament is used in the right place, it’s called persistence.
Feng Yong also looked down with some admiration.
Guan Ji gave up in the first game because she had dug a hole for the next two games and was waiting for people to jump into it, and that was not necessarily a tactic of her arrogant enemy.
Her ability was also proved later.
The winner is blameless.
But if Liu Hun surrenders in the third game when there is no retreat, the nature is completely different.
The loser has nothing to say.
So even if he knew he couldn't win, he still had to grit his teeth and go on the field.
At this time, Guan Ji walked up to the high platform, sat next to Feng Yong, and said softly, "Alang, why don't we just call it quits this time?"
Feng Yong knew what she meant, and immediately shook his head, "In the army, it is no better than outside. Victory is victory, defeat is defeat. We cannot say that we should save each other's face just for the sake of harmony."
"I don't care about others, but the soldiers I lead must not have this kind of behavior."
When Feng Yong said this, his eyes fell on the field, but his voice was a little distant.
“Only if you dare to face up to your own shortcomings, even if you are your own enemy, and work hard to learn from the other party’s strengths, can you continue to move forward and take further steps.”
“So this time, it’s just a good time to hit them hard, make them lose face, and wake them up.”
A strong army must have indomitable resilience.
There is no army in the world that cannot win a battle. At least Feng Yong never thought that his army could always win battles.
If they can't even withstand this small setback, then there is no need for me to take them forward.
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xingyi, Li Mu and others only thought that Feng Yong was doing things fairly, but Guan Ji and Zhang Yi were shocked.
In the Northern Expedition, the most talked-about battle was the Battle of Jieting.
There is a legend circulating in the Han Dynasty that Feng Junhou led the army and fought back and forth on Longshan Mountain, "Nine rounds of Qiban, I don't know how high it is", taking Longguan first and then fighting Jieting.
The most famous one is the sentence Feng Yong shouted to the soldiers.
"My flag will be erected here and I won't take a step back. When the thieves come, I will pick up this three-foot sword and die with the thieves. Since the Northern Expedition, I have never heard of a general in the army who died for the country. If so, please come to me Feng Yongshi!”
The flag will not retreat, but I am willing to carry the three-foot sword and sacrifice myself for the country.
The soldiers march forward indomitably and never turn back to the death.
With such a commander leading such soldiers, who dares to look down upon him? Even the Han Prime Minister was quite satisfied.
You may not see that many of the troops led by Feng Yong have different military systems from those of the Han Dynasty, but the prime minister did not mention a word about them.
What people never expected was that Feng Yong was the first to express his dissatisfaction with his soldiers in public, and even deliberately wanted to embarrass them.
But only Feng Yong was qualified to give them such instructions.
Otherwise, even Zhang Yi, who personally trained the Mo Dao team, could only remain silent. At the same time, he thought in his heart: It is rare in the world for a monarch to have such strict requirements for his soldiers.
At this time, the winners and losers were already decided among the contestants in the audience.
Although Liu Hun was brave, in front of Shanshanwu, who was huge and specialized in close combat, Liu Hun, who had no weapons, could only be knocked to the ground many times.
This time, no one booed. After all, anyone would feel a lot of pressure when facing a man who can't tell the difference between men and women.
After Zhang Yi announced the result, Feng Yong stood up, walked to the front of the high platform, and stood there quietly, with a very stern look on his face.
Then a female guard brought up a huge trumpet.
Obviously, after this competition, Bu Qu was deprived of the qualification to even raise a trumpet.
Just waiting for everyone to quiet down, Feng Junhou, who was like a sculpture, pointed downwards and suddenly cursed, "Trash! Let's see how I deal with you in two days!"
Feng Yong's voice was not low when he really let it go, but the curse words were amplified by the loudspeaker and buzzed like thunder.
This curse made everyone lower their heads, wishing they could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Liu Hun, on the other hand, looked at the direction Roshan was leaving, his eyes flickering.
Feng Yong from above pointed at the soldiers who came to watch the excitement, "You are the same! At the beginning, were you the ones who booed others? Huh? If you have the ability, you can go out and try it?"
So the soldiers who had just come to watch the excitement were in trouble from the sky, and they were also scolded.
In the end, even the well-behaved Qiang Hu could not escape, "And you, my army that protects Qiang captains does not keep idlers. If you want to join, you'd better show your real skills!"
If the tribe can become a source of troops for the Qiang Guard Army, it will naturally receive the best treatment, and tax exemptions are the most basic.
If you can make a great contribution, or be valued by Feng Junhou, just a little bit of tilt in the aspect of woolen wool will be enough for the clan.
Let alone tea, sugar, and other rare things.
The Qiang and Hu leaders who could come to watch were basically the tribal leaders recognized by the Qiang Protector Colonel. Now that they thought of the pile of meat mountains, they all took a breath of cold air.
What kind of warriors are qualified among the Qiang Guard Army?
Feng Junhou was on the high platform, spitting foam at the mouth until his mouth was dry, then he stopped, turned around and walked away angrily.
Thousands of people were left alone and did not dare to move.
But no one expected that at night, Captain Feng himself made a cup of honey and put it on the table.
Then he tiptoed over to Guan Guan, who was sitting in front of the dressing table combing his hair, and said flatteringly, "Xijun, can you drink the honey water before going to bed?"
Where is the majestic look like in the daytime?
Guan Ji said "hmm", put down her comb, walked to the table, and drank the warm honey water on the table that happened to be in her mouth.
Colonel Feng followed over again, put his hands on Guan Ji's shoulders, and began to help massage her, "Xijun has really worked hard today."
“It’s not really hard work, it’s just a matter of giving instructions, and I didn’t do it myself at the time.”
Guan Ji felt that the strength of her hands on her shoulders was just right, making her relax involuntarily.
"What if Xijun is not so powerful? Then Liu Hun can be regarded as a brave general. I didn't expect that Xijun could defeat him before he took action himself."
Feng Yong stepped forward and said, "Xijun's military formation today looks very extraordinary."
“This is...well, please put Alang’s hand over here.”
Guan Ji gestured.
"is it here?"
"right."
“What did Mr. Xi want to say just now?”
“I want to say that my aunt taught me this.”
When Feng Yong heard this, he felt happy, and his thought was just as I expected, "Then what is the name of this military formation?"
“Alang, use more force in this position.”
"well."
Feng Yong quickly started massaging vigorously.
“This military formation is called the Eight Formations Diagram.”
Guan Ji narrowed her eyes comfortably and answered nonchalantly.
Feng Tibi was almost overjoyed, and actually stopped his hand, "I didn't expect that the Prime Minister's wife could actually know these eight formations, and even taught them to Mr. Xi?"
"What's the point? When the prime minister deduced the eight formation diagrams, my aunt also helped a lot. Why didn't Alang do it?"
Guan Ji seemed to enjoy Feng Yong's massage.
Huang Yueying is awesome! (Breaking sound)
"Okay, okay, press, press!" Feng Yong continued to exert force on his hands, leaned his head over again, and asked quietly, "Then, has Mr. Xi mastered these eight formation diagrams?"
"How can it be that easy? The more soldiers there are in these eight formations, the more complicated the military orders will be. Now I have only learned a little bit, and I can command up to two thousand people to practice this military formation."
“No more people will be able to do it. Once they can’t be directed, the flow within the formation will not work well, which is not beautiful.”
So I said it at the beginning, when we were in Longxi, Zhuge Lao Yao commanded tens of thousands of people to form an eight-array diagram. What is the operational capability of sixteen threads if that is not the case?
"If you can't command, you can learn!" Feng Yong sat next to Guan Ji and encouraged, "Nowadays, there are 10,000 people in the number of captains to protect the Qiang. Xijun is engaged in protecting the Qiang, so just use them to practice."
Thinking about it, I led ten thousand people to form eight formations. There were two people in the formation, a husband and a wife. One of them was a puppet, just watching, and the other was the actual commander.
What Zhang He and Guo Huai, am I afraid of you?
Guan Ji glanced at Feng Yong, and suddenly couldn't help but smile, and then she leaned forward and backward with joy, "I wonder why Alang is so abnormal tonight, so you want me to teach you military formations?"
After laughing for a while, Guan Ji took Feng Yong's hand.
"Since Alang wants something, he can just say it, so why do he have to talk in such a roundabout way? You and I are one husband and wife, what else can't we say?"
Feng Yong clicked his tongue and said disdainfully, "What to teach? I still need Mr. Xi to teach me? The Prime Minister also wanted to teach me at first, but I didn't learn it."
“Being able to have the Prime Minister teach you the art of war in person is a good thing that no one can ask for. Why doesn’t Alang learn it?”
Guan Ji had a look of great regret on her face.
Feng Yong sighed and said quietly, "The eight formation diagrams are too complicated, I can't learn them!"
“Pfft! Hahaha…”
“Don’t laugh! If you laugh again, I won’t be polite!”
Feng Junhou became angry and said, "I have something to discuss with Mr. Xi."
“Okay, I don’t smile, please tell me, Alang.”
“I have a winter training plan.”
“What’s the plan?”
Guan Ji stroked her chest, then raised her head and glanced at Feng Yong, who was serious. She couldn't hold back the smile on her face, and finally she lay down on the table with a smile.
“It’s against you!”
“Alang, Alang, I know I was wrong! Yeah, be gentler...”
(End of this chapter)