Chapter 929 Han Daochang
A powerful empire is always inclusive rather than self-enclosed.
Just like the Han Dynasty's access to the Western Regions, and the Tang Dynasty's practice of Hu dance.
Of course, it would be better if we could proactively “educate” others rather than passively.
At that time, everyone will be one family, so what else will we be able to distinguish from each other?
What's yours is mine, and mine... of course is not mine, but China's.
It’s just that a bird cannot fly without a head, and a man cannot leave without a head. A family as big as China must have a head, right?
For the Hanhu people in Liangzhou, Feng Junhou was naturally the unyielding patriarch.
Otherwise, how can we call them parents?
Feng's parents met with the Han people at the dock and had cordial conversations with them, encouraging them to work hard to provide food and clothing as soon as possible and get rid of poverty.
The emphasis is on affirming their enterprising spirit rooted in the frontier.
The Juyan site became world-famous in later generations mainly because of the Juyan Han Slips.
But for those unfamiliar with history, another name may be more familiar.
It's called Blackwater City.
That’s right, it’s the Blackwater City in the popular tomb-robbing novel.
More than a thousand years later, Xixia established Heishui City here and used it as its food production base.
At the same time, it is also one of the most prosperous cities in Xixia.
Juyanze has become an important food supply place for a country after more than a thousand years.
One can imagine how fertile the land was in this newly developed era.
So what Feng’s parents said to the Han people who moved here was not falsehood, but a real hope.
Not to mention that the governor's office also has preferential policies for the people who come to colonize.
In a pragmatic spirit, Governor Feng stayed one night in Juyan County and immediately set off to inspect the pass the next day.
The "fortress" that people in the Han Dynasty often referred to refers to the Great Wall.
Compared with the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty in later generations, it cannot include strategic locations such as Yijinai, the Yellow River Loop, Kaiping, and the Liaohe Loop.
The Great Wall of Han Dynasty was obviously much longer and covered a much larger area.
It starts from Lelang County, Liaodong (later Pyongyang, North Korea) in the east and ends at Yumen Pass in Dunhuang in the west, with a length of more than 10,000 miles.
The middle not only includes the Yanmen strategic point, the Hetao area, etc., but a section even passes through the Mongolian country of later generations.
Then turn back to the south and come to the prominent location of Juyan County in Liangzhou.
They then protected the western boundary of Juyan County and continued southward until they reached the north of Lufu County, the county seat of Jiuquan (that is, near Jiayu Pass in later generations), and then turned west again.
Finally arrived at Yumen Pass in Dunhuang County.
Compared to the Great Wall of Qin, which was built against dangerous cliffs and ravines, the Great Wall of Han was mostly passed through grasslands. Generally, there were no dangers to rely on and no stones to rely on, so the wall had to be made of rammed earth.
The wall is seven to eight meters high and four to six meters wide.
Standing on the dilapidated barrier, one can see a black dragon lying across the vast grassland.
In this way, the grassland was included in the scope of the Han Dynasty, and the sovereignty of the Han Dynasty was declared to the world.
Touching these earthen walls that have withstood hundreds of years of wind and rain and still stand firm, one seems to feel its final stubbornness.
Listen carefully, there seems to be its chattering in the wind, which seems to be telling the arrogance and domineering power of the Han Dynasty in the past: everything the sun and the moon shine on, and wherever the rivers reach, are all Han soil.
However, by the time of Emperor Guangwu, it became: the Han Dynasty held the prestige and led all the countries, and all the people who were illuminated by the sun and the moon were ministers and concubines.
Now, the afterglow of the Han Dynasty has only been left with wisps of hidden light...
Feng Yong stood on the ruins for a long time before taking a long breath and shouting: "Big man is awesome!"
General Guan Da on the side was originally filled with emotion when he saw this man's face.
He also said that he was very interested in poetry and was preparing to write a song that would last forever.
I didn’t expect that what I was waiting for was such an unclear word.
She was so angry that she picked up a piece of dirt and threw it over.
Governor Feng patted the mud marks on his body dissatisfied, and then said angrily to General Guan:
“Do you know that it is very immoral to disturb others to reflect on the present and recall the past?”
It is as bad as forcing someone to hold it back while peeing in the middle.
Especially when the big Han people are still around and caressing these passes with their own hands.
Speaking of this, I suddenly felt a little need to urinate, so I jumped off the earth wall and looked around, trying to find a hiding place.
"I don't know!" General Guan jumped down with an innocent look on his face, "Others always resort to writing to express their thoughts when recalling the past."
“Alang has been watching this for a whole day,” Guan Ji pointed to the sun that was about to set. “In the end, there was only one ghost cry. It was actually a reminder of the past, which is really rare!”
As he spoke, he covered his mouth and laughed.
"You do not understand!"
Feng Jishi waved his hand and did not explain much.
For the descendants of the Han family who have experienced more than a hundred years of humiliation, the prosperous age of the Han and Tang Dynasties is the eternal dream in their hearts.
Achieving the great rejuvenation of the nation is the goal that the sons and daughters of the Han family strive for generation after generation.
“I don’t understand, so Ah Lang will tell me something I can understand!”
Of course, Guan Ji couldn't understand Feng Yong's mood at this time. She leaned over and helped Feng Jishi wipe away the remaining mud marks.
"for example?"
“For example, everyone knows about articles. Don’t we all like to write articles based on ancient literature?”
"Who am I..." Feng Jishi subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he just remembered that there were countless literary greats standing behind him, so he said without changing his expression:
“Oh, writing an article, what does that mean? I will write one for you now.”
“It really does exist!”
General Guan watched for a long time, but did not see Feng Jishi hold back a line of poetry, and said that he could not write it.
She didn't expect it to happen, which made her widen her eyes.
“Don’t you know that someone can rely on horses to write poems?”
Governor Feng said proudly, then he bent his arms and propped himself up on the earth wall, supporting his head with his palms, one hand on his waist, and his feet crossed again.
Putting on a coquettish look and whistling.
I felt a little pity because my horse was grazing over there and I couldn't lean on the horse, so I had to lean against the wall.
“Go, there are already several children, but they are not yet in full shape!”
Guan Ji smiled and hit him, "What kind of allusion is relying on horses to wait? I have never heard of it."
“Then listen carefully now.” Governor Feng cleared his throat and began to read:
The bicycle wants to ask where it is, but it belongs to a country that has passed by and I live in Yan.
Zheng Peng left the pass, returned to Yan and entered Hutian.
The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.
When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will protect Yan Ran.
(Note: Bicycle means light and simple, and asking about the border means condolences to the officers and soldiers guarding the border.)
After finishing reading, he winked at Guan Ji again: "How?"
Although he knew that his man was the best in the world in literary talent, General Guan was still stunned.
She looked blankly at the red sun that was about to set under the desert.
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river...
It is beautifully written, as if the scene in front of you is directly put into the poem.
But what made General Guan's heart beat the most was the last sentence.
Because she remembered that her husband sent Shi Bao out of Xiaoguan a few days ago.
And the Yanran in "The whole army is protected by Yanran" is located deep in the desert just north of Juyan County, called Yanran Mountain.
At that time, General Dou led the army to unite the troops of the Southern Xiongnu, Wuhuan, Qianghu and other parties, met at Zhuoxie Mountain, and defeated the Northern Xiongnu at Jiluo Mountain.
Finally, he climbed up Yanran Mountain. Ban Gu, the Central Guard who accompanied the army on the expedition, wrote an article and carved a stone to record his achievements, which was called "Yan Ran Le Stone", just like the story of Huo Biao and Yao.
If you want to say that this is not the ambition of his own man, General Guan might as well believe that Ah Chong is not his biological son.
After all, who else in the world is more capable of commanding barbarians than his own man?
As for myself and others, aren’t we just here to patrol the border?
If you want to say that this poem was not just written, General Guan would rather believe that Shuangshuang is not his biological daughter.
With Alang’s talents, in troubled times he can lead the army and quell the chaos; in times of governance he can stabilize the country and govern the people; in times of prosperity he can write precious articles...
“That’s not fair!”
After a long time, General Guan seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He rested softly on Governor Feng and murmured:
“How many people can’t learn the skills in their lifetime, but in your eyes they don’t take it seriously, it’s unfair…”
Standing on the Han Dynasty's pass hundreds of years ago, she also wanted to recite ancient poems!
“But I have been thinking for a whole day and can’t even think of a good sentence. Why do you open your mouth and write a masterpiece?”
Look at this guy in front of you. He is so careless and unsteady, and he casually reads out good poems that no one else can write in their lifetime.
General Guan really felt it was unfair.
It was rare to see General Guan Da's weak appearance, and Governor Feng's machismo was greatly satisfied.
He hugged General Guan and said generously:
“Xijun, what are you afraid of if you can’t write an article? After all, you still have me!”
"As long as Mr. Xi wants it, I still have it here. I just need to sign your name and it will be yours..."
Guan Ji was a little moved when she heard the first sentence, but the more she heard the second sentence, the more unpleasant it became.
"What are you talking about! Is this the kind of person I am who is shameless and shameless?"
She pushed Governor Feng, and then immediately came back to her senses:
"you also have?"
"What?"
“Poetry!”
“It’s gone!”
“No, you just said clearly that there are still more!”
"Well…"
“Read it quickly and listen!”
With With WithXi Jun's request, of course, he had to listen, so Feng Governor read again:
The severe wind blows the frost, the seaweed withers, and the sinews become strong and strong.
The Han family has 300,000 soldiers, and the general also leads Huo and Yao.
The white feathers of meteors are inserted into the waist, and the sword flowers and autumn lotus lights come out of the box.
The soldiers from heaven are shining down on the snow at Yuguan, and the captive arrows are like sand shooting at the golden armor.
The clouds, dragons, winds and tigers are all handed over, and the enemy can be destroyed when Taibai enters the moon.
The enemy can be destroyed, and his head will be destroyed, and his intestines will touch the blood of the tiger.
Hung Hu in the blue sky, buried beside the purple wall.
There is no one in Hu, and the Han Dynasty is prosperous.
…
As soon as he finished speaking, General Guan's "tiger body" was shaken, and he couldn't help blurting out:
“Even if we don’t tell the outside world who wrote this article, the world knows it must be Alang!”
Compared with the previous one, this one has a style of writing that no one else in the world can write except my own Alang.
As long as you have read the article "Xia Ke Xing", you will know the similarities with this article.
It’s too much praise! It’s too much praise!
Rao Shi Feng, the governor, was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and he felt his face was getting hot.
Guan Ji waved to the guard not far away, ordered pen and ink to be brought, and asked Feng Yong to read it several times again, and wrote down the two poems.
Then he picked up the last song and studied it carefully several times without putting it down. Then he raised his head and asked:
“When did Alang write this poem ‘Han Daochang’?”
This is obviously "Hu No Man", how come it became "Han Daochang"?
But since it was decided by Xijun himself, it should be "Han Daochang".
“Three years ago when the western Xianbei entered Juyan and wanted to enter Liangzhou on a large scale.”
Guan Ji nodded, that was right.
At that time, the Han Dynasty had just pacified Liangzhou, but they encountered a white disaster again, and many people were ready to take action.
It seems that Alang was cruel and prepared to kill Hu.
“Why didn’t you take it out then?”
Guan Ji glanced at Feng Jishi with some reproach.
Such an heroic article, just by releasing it, would have deterred a large number of people with evil intentions at the time.
"There are too many things to do, I forgot about it." Feng Jishi casually made up a reason, "That is, I just mentioned writing poems and then I remembered this matter."
General Guan nodded, apparently believing what Governor Feng said.
In her opinion, there was no point in lying to her about this kind of thing.
She lowered her head to look at the paper in her hand again, and suddenly asked:
“Alang, do you think it would be better if the word ‘Hu’ in the article was changed to 骁?”
Feng Jishi's tiger body was shaken!
It turned out that this woman decided to name her "Han Daochang" premeditated.
The harsh wind blows the frost and the grass withers?
The soldiers from heaven descended on the old capital according to the snow?
Buried prisoners near Changling?
Feng Jishi's expression suddenly became extremely exciting, and he felt not very good.
What a shame!
General Guan Daqing applauded:
“As soon as this article is published, it will greatly enhance the reputation of our army. After returning home, I will ask someone to compose the music and let it be sung in the army.”
“It’s better to make it a military song and let all soldiers know how to sing it.”
General Guan Da was overjoyed: "What Alang said is absolutely true!"
The song "Forward, forward, forward..." suddenly sounded in Feng Jishi's ears.
Don't underestimate the impact of these things on the army.
Because they are also a type of military ideological education.
Really want to play a prestige, the enemy is brazen when he hear the singing.
The heroic army that defeated the coalition forces of more than a dozen countries made its Charge become a nightmare for its opponents.
The charge horn of this army is called "the sound of the magic flute" and "the sound from hell" by its opponents...
Seven soldiers who had run out of ammunition and food, faced a well-equipped enemy battalion, silently raised their bayonets, and the bugler blew what he thought was his last charge.
Who would have expected that a battalion of enemies more than 20 meters away would turn around and run away when they heard the sound...
It’s so legendary!
Feng Jishi naturally did not dare to imagine that the soldiers under his command could also display such majesty.
But what if in the future, the Han army sings this poem and invades Chang'an.
Singing this poem again, it reproduces the great power of the Han Dynasty that looks down on the world, and makes all the barbarians in the world the ministers and concubines of the Han Dynasty.
The picture is so beautiful that I can’t even imagine it!
Anyone who dares not to listen to the big man is a prisoner!
“Sing! You must sing, and whoever doesn’t sing will be slapped!”
Governor Feng made a sound, sucked back his saliva, and said excitedly:
“My poem actually has a last line.”
I didn’t want to say it originally, but in this situation, it’s impossible not to say it.
“What is it?”
"Your Majesty's life is three thousand frosts, but the wind and clouds are flying, and there are strong men guarding the four sides."
The captives are all being taken to Changling (that is, Liu Bang's mausoleum) as sacrifices. How can we make sense without mentioning Emperor Gaozu?
“Alang, you are so awesome!”
Feng Jishi waved his hands repeatedly and said modestly:
“Praise or award, even Mu Niang and Amei can say that I am awesome, but in front of General Guan, I dare not say that I am awesome…”
General Guan’s face flushed, he looked at Feng Jishi with his beautiful eyes, and said softly:
“It’s getting late, A Lang, let’s go back, and I’ll show A Lang a show tonight, how about that?”
(End of this chapter)