The real one fell swoop.
The reason for the fall was not that the city was forcibly captured by Ding Ling's men, but because the defenders in the mixed formations of the city rebelled.
The Bianchen people of the Zhenfan were the first to betray.
The people of Bianchen are basically Sanhan.
To the south of Lelang County, there are basically areas of the later Bangzi Kingdom, and among these guys, including Zhenfan Lintun and even Fuyu, many of them are from the Sanhan clan.
Three Hans are Chen Han, Ma Han Byehan, known as the center of the entire universe...
Well, perhaps from this perspective, Sanhan's idealism can be called the peak level.
In the early days of the northern part of the peninsula, there were four counties in Han, and of course the remaining one counties are now. Some of the Fuyu were descendants of Weiman and Korean. Of course, some of the later generations also denied that they were descendants of Wei and said that they were native Bangzi.
The three Koreans have bragged since the Han Dynasty, and are even stronger than the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions. Mahan is in the West, and is known as fifty-four countries, Chen and Han are in the East, 12 countries, and Benhan is in the South of Chen and Han, and there are also 12 countries, which are more than twice that of the Western Regions. It is so amazing...
In the early days when there was no cultural exchange with the Central Plains, that is, in the present, the three Koreans basically worshiped primitively, similar to the ancient tribal habits in China. At the beginning, the Bianchen people did not even have architecture, digging soil into houses, and there was no difference between elders and young men and women. The towns and villages lived in mixed places, and there was no city wall. They made earthen rooms, shaped like tombs, and opened an account on top. They didn’t know how to kneel down. They also believed that flat heads were precious, so that children would be robbed with stones as soon as they were born...
Culture, customs, and the Bianchen people have already had great differences from the Han people. Therefore, to a certain extent, they are not the same as Gongsun Jun. When facing a desperate situation, they can abandon prejudices and hold together to keep warm. Once they find that holding is more risky, these Bianchen people immediately abandon Gongsun Jun.
The head of the Dingling National People's Congress laughed and ordered that all Gongsun Jun beheaded and asked someone to make Gongsun Kang's head into a wine bowl, because he thought Gongsun Kang's head was very round and suitable for making wine bowls, not as flat as the Bianchen people.
At the same time, the commander also thought that the old wizard's method was good, so he began to send personnel in batches, asking them to take the Bianchen people to Zhenfan and Lintun to recruit surrenders, and get more county and villages as soon as possible.
"Is this what you want to tell me?" The commander asked the old wizard, and he felt that the old wizard seemed to show his strategy to deal with the Han people through such a thing.
The old wizard nodded, and his wrinkled and colorful face seemed to reveal a look called wisdom.
"But the problem is that there are no Bianchen people on the territory of the Han people?" The commander turned around and looked at the Bianchen people who would definitely fly like propellers if they had a tail inserted, and it was difficult for a while to expand their thinking. "Does they have to send these people to the Han area?"
"My king... doesn't have to be a Bianchen person..." The old wizard smiled and said, "Did you forget that there are actually many people from other places in the Han army..."
The head of the Dingling National People's Congress lit up, "You mean..."
"Haha..." The old wizard looked like a prophet master and smiled slightly reservedly.
"No, this seems to be a little wrong..." The commander discovered the problem and turned to look at the Bianchen people, "We can make these guys be dogs because we are here, now, are stronger than these Han people, right? So these Bianchen people come to be our dogs, but in those places, Han people, well... are as powerful as us, so... this is a problem, right?"
The old wizard was stunned for a moment, then pretended not to be exposed to the tiger's skin, and said in a clear mind, "Actually, this question is very simple... Master, think about it carefully..."
The old wizard said, his eyes rumbling.
The issue mentioned by the commander is indeed a problem.
Whether in the grassland and desert or in these three places, relying on the strong is a law of survival.
Whether it is the Bianchen people who prefer the primitive level or the tribes in the grassland and desert, changing their masters at will is not a problem for them, as long as the masters are strong enough.
The Huns were strong, they surrendered to the Huns, and the Xianbei was strong and they surrendered to the Xianbei. Now the three-color Han people are strong, and they also surrendered to the three-color Han people, all of which have the same customs and traditions.
『Actually it's very simple...』 The old wizard is still stubborn, 『It's very simple...』
"Oh! I understand!" Perhaps the commander was younger than the old wizard, so he reacted first and slapped his hands, "Just like last time?"
"Last time?" The old wizard coughed, "You might as well talk about it..."
"The Han people are not all three colors..." The commander looked at the old wizard and said seriously, "Just as you said last time, the enemies are not all enemies, and the friends are not all friends..."
The old wizard also reacted, and the smile on his face became deeper, "My respectful king, wise king, you have found the weakness of the Han people... I believe that under the leadership of the king, we will definitely fight back and return to our royal court..."
The commander laughed haha, and waved his arms in a relaxed mood, "That's right! We can! Sure!"
In the distance, the Bianchen people didn't know what the leader of the Dingling National Congress and the old wizard were smiling, but since they were dogs, they naturally had to laugh when the owner was laughing happily, so they wanted to insert the dog's tail on their butt, bend their waist closer to the ground, and keep laughing with them with a face.
...ヽ(^o^)and…
Let’s not care about the dogs, but look back at the increasingly ignited Chang'an City.
On the Qinglong Temple stage in Longshouyuan, many ordinary people were surrounded.
In Qinglong Temple, of course, there are debate venues where great scholars can talk and laugh, but most ordinary people cannot participate in the topics of debate and discussion at present, and they cannot understand them. Even if they can understand occasionally, they cannot organize their language to express them.
Therefore, since the storytelling became popular in Chang'an Sanfu, there is naturally a stage, or stage, reserved for storytellers in Qinglong Temple.
Chinese opera has actually been in its infancy since the pre-Qin period.
Of course, the period when opera was relatively mature and developed was in the Yuan Dynasty.
In fact, for this opera, compared with the Han officials at that time, the Mongolians in the Yuan Dynasty who had no "cultural" played a crucial role in promoting opera culture.
What was before the Yuan Dynasty? Han Fu was not something that ordinary people could play with. Tang poetry was a weapon for top literati, and they were all tedious and vomited blood in order to think about it. Song poetry, in the words of later generations, was a petty bourgeoisie, literature and art, and a small interest among literati.
The above projects are all very far from ordinary people.
For example, Ban Gu recited, "The Zhou Lu is a thousand line, the road is a cliff. The chariot road is built and the flying pavilion is built. From Weiyang to the Gui Palace, the north is bright and the light is spreading to the long joy. The road is tilted and the west is built, the seal is connected to the outer dependents. The phoenix palace is set up on the jade gate, and the edges are placed on the golden lord..."
Then the people widened their eyes and said, "What are you talking about this melon seed?"
"Oh, he's talking about a house." Someone explained.
"What house? Well, why do you sound like you're talking about a hammer?"
Tang poetry and Song lyrics are similar.
"Since spring comes, the green is sad and the red is red, and the heart is a matter of cocoa. The flowers on the sun are blooming, and the orioles wear willow belts, and they are still pressing on the fragrant quilt. The warm and crispy disappear, the clouds are greasy, and they are tired of combing all day long. There is no such thing! When the hatred is gone, there is no music book..."
"Goodly lofty cave, this is so beautiful that I didn't understand a single sentence." The people of the Southern Song Dynasty stared at me.
"Oh, it's just that there is a woman who is in love with her.
"Hey! Then just say you're so sexy?"
It's probably the case.
Until the Yuan Dynasty was completed.
It is suitable for both young and old, and elegant, so the Mongolians can laugh at each other, so the people can understand it.
Now Fei Qian is here.
Fei Qian fiddled with something and came out.
So the words that are closer to the people appeared, and opera naturally flourished. Not only is it "Nuo Opera", but there are also songs that are more understandable and understandable. Although there are not many, it is undoubtedly very attractive in the current time when the entertainment life of the Han Dynasty is very expensive.
In addition, the farming season is slack in winter, and many people from all over the country have sold their hard-earned Zhuanghe for a year. When the New Year approaches, they always want to buy some things for their own homes. The gatherings in Qinglong Temple are obviously larger and more lively than Chang'an, with more people, and everything from cheap to expensive, so they naturally attract many ordinary people to come to the market to purchase.
Although these ordinary people cannot understand what the Confucian scholars in Qinglong Temple are talking about or quarreling, they can hear and see some "opera" on the stage of Qinglong Temple, which makes them intoxicated and selfless...
Although the current "opera" of the Han Dynasty is very superficial.
The opera adapted from the most popular version of the book include "The Young Mage Doctor" and "The Young Guard"...
As for why they are all from the "Youth" series, basically because life is just a table of items, which are mostly filled with cups. There are too many regrets and many regrets. When they get older, the more cups they get, so they think about how good it would be if they were young, like the miracle doctor or the Wei Cavalry.
What is staged today is "Young Guards and Cavalry".
Before the stage, people were surging.
There are no loudspeakers in this era. If you stand a little farther, you can't hear clearly what you are singing on the stage, but it doesn't prevent these people from watching over and over again. Then when the young man who played Wei Qing fought back angrily in the face of the beating and oppression of the Haonu, he ran away the Haonu, and shouted with the actors, and the noise became a loud noise.
"Don't bully the young man is poor...tsk..."
Yang Jun murmured and repeated this sentence, then sighed slightly.
The audience was filled with voices of scolding the rich slaves. Yang Jun carefully observed the people around him. They all looked very seriously. Some waved their fists with anger, some cheered the young man dressed as Wei Qing, and some opened their mouths as if they were putting themselves on the stage...
"The cavalry is such a good method..."
Yang Jun silently wrote this in his mind.
He came to pick up Huan Dian.
To be precise, it is considered "begging for bones".
Because Huan Dian's guards involved the chaos in Chang'an, many people were unwilling to get involved, let alone sent them back to Yuzhou. Huan Dian's family did not dare to easily get involved in the Three Guards of Guanzhong, but they just went to the Yang family in Luoyang.
Yang Jun couldn't help his old friend's affection, so he finally nodded and was willing to come forward and take a walk.
However, Chang'an is also Yang Jun's sadness.
He has been wandering around Chang'an these days, and has almost walked around the city and the lingzhi. His footprints have been left in the collection of literary and martial arts. Then the more he looks, the more frightened he becomes.
When he was captured, even if he was finally redeemed, he might not have no resentment and curses in his heart. But now he found that his resentment and curses did not stay in Guanzhong, but followed him to Luoyang.
Luoyang has not changed much in recent years. Except for the fact that the military farms around Luoyang have been developed a lot compared to before, the rest does not seem to be much different. In the Heluo area in Guanzhong and Shandong Corridors, nothing seems to be produced, and local materials are relatively expensive. Even the prices of items in the markets around Luoyang are much higher than those in Chang'an.
The reason for the high price of goods is that merchants raise prices, and the reason for merchants raise prices is that Luoyang does not produce locally and has to charge taxes, so the price is naturally raised. So although Heluo and Chang'an are separated by one Tongguan, it is very likely that the prices of the same materials vary greatly.
But Yang Jun did not understand the economy, so he believed that the price of Heluo goods was high because the cavalry instructed him to make the people in Luoyang suffer and then wandered to Guanzhong...
Even this drama storytelling is a means of the cavalry and a means of dealing with the people.
This is deceiving the students of the gentry and numbing the people!
You can tell at a glance that they are all fake!
Did Wei Qing dare to beat Haonu back then?
Do you dare to challenge?
If Wei Qing had said more at that time, he would have been beaten to death. What could it be considered as a matter of being beaten to death by a servant who feeds the horse?
"You are here, write down everything they sing and say..." Yang Jun ordered the followers beside him.
The follower nodded, then took out the wooden slip and ink pen and squeezed forward.
Although I don’t know if it’s useful, Yang Jun is still going to write down all these and write a book on Fei Qian…
Even if he could only disgust Fei Qian, he could have some of the anger that Yang Jun was imprisoned back then.
Yang Jun didn't want to stand with those ordinary people, and felt that he was losing his position.
So he asked the servants to record, and then he walked along the crowd, and after a few steps, there was a small-scale market where various groceries were sold, all used by ordinary people.
Yang Jun came to a Danlang, and there were salted fish on the stall.
To be precise, they are all broken fish pieces, fish heads and tails.
Yang Jun slightly closed his sleeves, picked up the salted fish and smelled it. A strong salty smell hit his nose. He asked Danlang: "I'll ask, how do you sell this dried fish? Where did it come from?"
The peddler looked up at Yang Jun, "This old man, you... are all broken fish... there are no good ones, you have to go to the city to have good ones..."
Yang Jun smiled, "Of course I want to buy it before asking you, don't worry, I will buy a few kilograms later."
The Danlang stood up with a smile, "This old man has a good attitude. Although they are all broken, the fish and salt they use do not contain lakes! The old man might as well try it!"
Yang Jun shook his eyebrows, then put down the fish head. Mama skin. What is the best thing to taste for salted fish head? Is it a kiss to the salted fish?
Yang Jun asked, "I saw that you use salt well, the salt is expensive, isn't it a waste to use it to pickle fish?"
The peddler said without any attention: "The old man doesn't know that this salt does not come from Shandong, nor does it come from Sichuan. Shandong salt and Sichuan salt are expensive, but this is the Western Regions salt, from the Western Regions. It is said that there is a salt lake over there, full of salt, and it can't be pulled by carts!"
"Western Regions? Salt Lake?" Yang Jun's eyebrows shook again, "Have you been to the Western Regions?"
"Ah, it would be great if the villain could go to the Western Regions. It is said that the ground is full of gold and jade, and there is golden sand in the river!" The peddler obviously had some longing and said with a little annoyance, "I heard that those who went there in the early years made a fortune! Military pay is the same amount! Tsk tsk, hey, at that time, the villain mistakenly heard a poor person saying that the Western Regions are so terrible, and wind and sand can harm people. If you go, you will die, and then you didn't go. As a result, now...hey! I regret it!"
"Then aren't you going now?" Yang Jun asked.
"I can't go. At that time, the villain hadn't married yet, and he was single, so he went there. Now...hey, there are two boys waiting to eat, so how can I go there just by saying that I can go there?" The peddler shook his head and said, "I can only hope that the two boys at home will be more enthusiastic and learn a few more words. Even if they can't go to the Western Regions, they will be a soldier..."
"Hmm? Your man can still read words? It's amazing!" Yang Jun was a little surprised.
『Haha, just average, average...』 The peddler laughed, 『Thanks to the kindness of the General of the Cavalry, he opened a village school. Whoever wants to learn can learn for half a year with a bucket of grain! My two boys are too young and they don't accept them. I sent my eldest son. Now I can write dozens of words, which is better than me!"
When he mentioned his son, the peddler's face was filled with a happy smile.
At this moment, a warm cheer suddenly came from the stage, almost as if he was about to lift up the ground.
Yang Jun couldn't help but turn around and looked at the stage. He saw that under the rush of people, a man carrying a three-color flag was fighting with two other people in beard robes on the stage. He first fists and kicked them, then took the wooden sword and wooden gun, and then turned a few times and knocked down the two beard robes and put on a posture, which immediately caused a burst of cheers...
『Tsk…』
When Yang Jun saw that the person with the three-color flag also helped a person dressed in a costume from the stage, he took out a pancake or something from his arms for the people to eat, which attracted cheers and applause from the audience...
"Tsk... It's so shameless! Scammers, they are all liars!"
Yang Jun couldn't stand it and turned his head to curse. He thought these things must be fake. The cavalry had no force at all. He fought three times, and he was so humble and even divided the cakes. He was so fake! He was so shameless!
When he turned his head, Yang Jun was shocked!
Because he saw the peddler beside him staring at him with an angry look on his face...
"What do you want to do?" Yang Jun shrank back.
"Who are you saying shameless?! Who is the liar?!" asked the peddler.
"I didn't mean you..." Yang Jun pointed to the stage, "I said those people are liars..."
"What?!" The peddler became even more angry and grabbed Yang Jun's robe with one hand. "You dare to say that General Cavalry is a liar? Don't go! Go and meet the official with me!"
"Bold! Let go!" Yang Jun felt that he was caught by the peddler, as if he had been greatly humiliated. After struggling, he couldn't help but slap the peddler.
"Fuck!" The peddler was furious, "Do you dare to hit me?"
Chapter completed!