Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1200 Can the dead speak?

  In the southeast of Feiqian, Ma Chao, who was taking a detour, led about 800 soldiers, and was marching cautiously along the bank of the West Han River. On one side, the water of the Western Han Dynasty flows down, and on the other side, there are mountains that are not too high and not too short. It is not easy to walk, but it is definitely much better than Qinling.

   Ma Chao was actually a little worried, mainly because of Di people's affairs.

Whether the Di people have cooperated with Zheng Xifeiqian, or to what extent they have cooperated, is a question that needs special attention for Ma Chao. If he makes a detour, it is impossible to bring a lot of soldiers and horses. If Feiqian If he really joins forces with the Diren Wang Ke of Xiabian, his own strength will inevitably be somewhat insufficient.

   Another reason is that the Di people are good at fighting in the mountains. If they encounter such inconvenient places...

  Ma Chao led the horse and looked at the fog that shrouded the surrounding area. Maybe it was because the rain and fog had infiltrated the armor and it was cold, or there were other reasons, but Ma Chao felt a little chill anyway.

   "Send some more scouts to look ahead, pay attention to the reeds on the top of the hill and the shore!" Ma Chao sent out scouts again to carefully check suspicious locations to avoid ambushes in this terrain.

  The rain gradually decreased, but the weather did not improve immediately. It was as if there was still some sobbing after a big cry. The weather was gloomy as if it was gathering strength to start over again. Wearing a soaked battle robe and heavy armor, walking beside the West Han River is still something that has nothing to do with happiness.

   Not only Ma Chao, almost all the accompanying soldiers were either wet or sweaty, and their clothes and hair were all stuck to their bodies, which was very uncomfortable.

That's not counting, because the army is marching by the riverside. Although the loose riverbank does not allow soldiers to sink into it like a swamp, the yellow mud full of water will always sink incomparably softly with every footstep, emitting a faint sound. There was a creaking sound, not to mention combat boots, even straw sandals, and they could only walk barefoot, with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

  A scout ran over, trampling and splashing yellow mud: "General, we found some Di people ahead!"

  Di people?

   Ma Chao was startled. Before he could think too much, another scout who climbed up the side of the mountain to detect was also panting and waving his arms, and ran over from the side of the mountain. Ma Chao's face sank like water, and when the second scout ran up to him, he asked directly, "Could it be that you also saw the Di people?"

  The second scout was taken aback for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.

   Ma Chao frowned immediately and stopped. The guards behind him quickly signaled that the whole army stopped immediately, and there was no urgent need to move forward.

  Ma Chao pointed to the yellow mud ground, and said to the two scouts: "Where is Di Ren, draw it and see."

  The two scouts quickly picked up a twig on the ground, and roughly drew a schematic diagram.

  Although the graphics drawn by the scouts are not beautiful or standard, they are enough for Ma Chao.

   Can't get around.

  Since there is no way around it, there is only one way left.

  ………………

  In the intersection zone of Xiabian Qingni River and Xihan River, gullies and mountains connect the wilderness not far away. As part of the high **** of the loess, it is hard to say how dense the trees and vegetation are here, but it is not so bare that there is nothing. Occasionally, one or two streams can be seen flowing down the hillside and flowing into the river. among.

  Not long after noon, although the rain has generally stopped, layers of clouds are still hanging in the sky, like layers of curtains, which makes people feel depressed.

The surroundings seemed quiet. There were two or three lean sheep grazing on the grassy slope. Not far away, there was a crop field reclaimed on the hillside. A man in tattered clothes was squatting by the stream to draw water. Judging from his habit of wrapping his head, he seemed to be a Di person.

Originally, the Di people did not farm land, but since the Qin Dynasty, the Di people who were originally in a nomadic state fixed their bureaus, and gradually learned from the Huaxia Han people to start farming. Of course, the level of precision of farming is still quite different. of.

  The mountains are barren, and there is only one nearby household.

  Man has no name, only a title. This place is called Huangnigou by some people, but in fact, in the whole of Xiliang, there are not ten places called Huangnigou, maybe there are eight.

  Suddenly some voices broke the peaceful atmosphere.

  The man fetching water glanced to the north. The sound came from there, but he couldn't see anything across the grassy slope. Then, there was a faint sound of horseshoes.

  The man stood up and stood holding the old wooden barrel, looking at the grassy **** not far away.

  Suddenly, two black felt hats emerged from the top of the grass slope, and then two tattered leather robes...

   From this look, it is clear that it is the dress of the Qiang people.

   The man from Di was stunned.

  Two Qiang cavalrymen also stopped their horses, squinting their eyes at the Di man.

  For a moment, it was as if time and space were frozen.

  The Qiang man moved his fingers, and then touched the sword at his waist...

  The enemy man roared fiercely, and then ran towards the cabin, and at the door of the cabin, a dirty child was crawling out of the door...

  A few more Qiang cavalry emerged from the grassy slope, some of them followed the previous two and chased after the man, while the others seemed more interested in the thin sheep.

  The Qiang cavalry rushed faster and faster, and the Di men were already running hard, but compared with the four-legged war horses, they were still a bit slower.

   "Whoosh!"

  The Di man seemed to have stepped on a small hole in the ground, staggered a bit, but avoided an arrow shot by a Qiang cavalry.

  The arrow passed over the body of the Di man and hit the ground, shaking.

   Then a Qiang cavalryman said something, which caused a burst of laughter.

  The Qiang cavalry who drew the bow earlier muttered something, then accelerated their horses and rushed towards the Di man, turned slightly, and swung a knife to slash!

   Noticing that the horse was rushing in, the Di man cried and jumped vigorously, his body rolled on the grass several times, and he let out a scream...

  The Di man's back had been cut, but it was not a fatal injury. The blood stained the grass and yellow mud, adding a hint of ominous color to this world.

  The ignorant child at the door of the room seemed to have noticed something, grinned, and burst into tears.

  The Diren man struggled and hadn't stood up when he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from beside him...

   This time he couldn't escape.

The sharp saber cut open the skin of his neck, the thin layer of subcutaneous fat that barely existed, and then the muscles and tendons also cracked and snapped under the blade, and then the blade hit the bones of the cervical spine There was a slight pause, and with the increase of impact cutting force, the blade slipped into the gap of the cervical spine...

   "Hoo..."

The head of the Di man flew up into the air. In his last flipping and jumping sight, he saw the heads of the thin sheep in his house also fell to the ground; he saw several Qiang people jumping in front of the house door. He got off his horse and rushed in; he saw a Qiang stretch out his **** hand towards his child who was sitting on the ground crying...

  The man wanted to yell, yell, and stop everything in front of him, but he didn't make a sound at all, and what greeted him was only an endless darkness...

  ………………

  Next debate.

  Diren's cottage.

  Di Ren Wang Ke was so furious that he jumped on his feet. He had already overturned the table case, kicked down a side shelf, and even smashed a jar and three earthen jars. However, when the surrounding area was in a mess, Di Ren Wang Ke did not vent his anger on the stable throne behind him.

  "Who did it? That guy did it!?"

   "..." Diren Nei Wu Clan Head remained silent.

   "Say it quickly!" Di Ren Wang Ke stood in front of the head of the Neiwu clan and sprayed his saliva on the top of his head.

   "Our Erlang found a lot of horseshoe marks, and some bone arrows of the Qiang people..." the head of the Wu clan of the Di people said with his head down.

   "Qiang people?" Di Ren Wang Ke roared, "Which tribe did it?"

   "..." Di Rennei Wu Clan Head was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know yet..."

Di Ren Wang Ke once again sprayed his saliva on the head of the Nei Wu Clan, "I don't know?! If you don't know, why don't you go and find it out for me! Are we Di people easy to bully?! We must kill him!" eye for eye!"

  ………………

   Lee store.

   There is a mountain that looks like a horse ridge.

  That's why it is called Maji Mountain. There are beams on the mountain, and there is a cottage on the beam.

  No one knows when this cottage was built and who built it, but one thing is for sure, this cottage is very old, so old that the iron wood used as the gate of the cottage has decayed.

   Therefore, the people in the village need to come out from time to time to repair the walls and gates of the village.

  Especially after the rain, some places soaked by rainwater are more prone to decay and need to be repaired in time. If not dealt with, it will easily become the next source of collapse.

   "A Weng! You son!" A young man who was squatting on the wall and was doing repairs shouted down.

   "You melon, you don't even take the quilt, what else do you want to repair!" The following shouted, and then threw a stone quilt with a "buzz".

The young man stretched out one hand, grabbed the handle of the chisel, and then slowly drew an arc in the air to counteract the momentum of the chisel. Just as he was about to strike the wood, he suddenly seemed to sense something and turned his head. Looking around, a group of cavalry appeared on the **** in the distance, heading towards the village.

   "Aon! Aon! Someone is coming!"

   After a while, the cavalry team arrived at the bottom of the cottage. Gan Feng raised his head and shouted: "I am here to visit the descendants of Mengshi under the order of Lao Qin!"

Everyone in the world knows that the Meng family came from Mount Meng, that the clan was stable, and that it served Qin and made great achievements through the ages, but few people know that since the pillars of Qin, Mengtian and brothers Meng Yi, have been loyal to Qin, most of their clansmen have been implicated. After being treated like this, the loyalty of the Meng clan to the first emperor remained undiminished. Some people either went to South Vietnam, or hid in the mountains, and never served in official positions. right.

  For the Qin Dynasty’s imperial tomb, most people only know that it is in Lishan Mountain in Chang’an, but for the old Qin people, there is another imperial tomb, which is the tomb of King Zhuang of Qin...

This short-lived king of Qin is controversial, but at least he is the father of the first emperor. Therefore, in addition to building his own tomb in Lishan, the first emperor also specially repaired the tomb of King Qin Zhuang, and the tomb of King Qin Zhuang is convenient. here.

  Three or four hundred years have passed, the original majestic Great Wall has been ruined, and the clear river water has also become turbid. The caravans on the ancient silk road come and go, and the dust of history slowly obscures the memory of this period.

   "Old Qin Ling? Mengshi?" In the cottage, above the hall, an old man sat in the middle, staring tremblingly at Gan Feng.

   "Yes." Gan Feng nodded and said.

  The old man rolled his cloudy eyeballs, was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Sorry... There are no Montessori people here, and I don't know what Lao Qin Ling is... Come, see off..."

  Gan Feng nodded and said: "It's okay, I just came to deliver a message, and I will leave after I finish speaking."

  The old man stared at Gan Feng, pondered for a moment and said, "Please speak."

  Gan Feng stretched out two fingers, then bent down one, and said: "It can't be done without giving, and it will be supplemented by a lot of effort. Old Qin is not a family of one person, but a clan of ancient times. I don't know if the old man thinks so?"

   "..." The old man was silent.

  The orthodox old Qin people are known as Ying Qin, and the ancestor of the Ying family is generally recognized as Boyi, the son of Gao Tao in the ancient Dayu period. Boyi, also known as Da Fei, was promoted by Dayu to be the leader of the Dongyi Tribal Alliance in the Rizhao area of ​​Shandong Province because of his contribution to assisting Dayu in water control, and he was given the surname Ying. This is how the old Qin people came.

   And the sentence "it can't be done without giving, but it also takes a lot of money" is what Dayu said to Boyi, saying that I did not complete the flood control alone, and Boyi accounted for at least half of the credit. It can be seen from this how much Dayu appreciated Boyi. Because of this appreciation, Dayu wanted to give up the throne Zen to Boyi in his later years.

Unfortunately, however, his son Si Qi quit, so he seized the throne of Dayu when he was seriously ill, destroying the fine tradition of the abdication system, and became the co-lord of the world himself. The long-term home world.

   Si Qi became the first person who dared to eat crabs because of his selfishness to challenge the tradition. So, is Boyi willing to fail like this?

Of course not. Shortly after Si Qi succeeded to the throne, Boyi, who was unwilling to fail, openly challenged Si Qi. Unfortunately, Si Qi was already full-fledged and too powerful at that time, so the battle continued. It didn't take long before Boyi was finally defeated, and these old Qin people were dispatched to Yidi, which is today's Xiliang.

Gan Feng's words are nothing more than elevating the Meng family from the small limitation of the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty to the level of the entire ancient Qin people. Then the goal of all the old Qin people is not just one city and one place. , but finally returned to the original hometown, back to the place where Dayu enfeoffed in ancient times.

  The old man held his cane and lowered his head. His face was wrinkled and wrinkled, as if the depths of each wrinkle were engraved with wind and frost. "What else is there to say?"

Gan Feng smiled, bent down his second finger, and said: "If you don't dare to look in life, why should you face east after death? If you dare not be named in life, why should you return to your family after death? They all dare not, and there is another family in this village. What do you mean? Decay with the grass and trees!"

   "Well, I have brought... to leave!" Gan Feng didn't look at the old man, who was a little surprised, a little angry, and even a little helpless, and cupped his hands at the old man, then turned and left.

  Did not dare to look east when alive, what's the point of looking east after death?

  Did not dare to use Montessori while alive, what's the point of resuming it after death?

  The old man watched Gan Feng walk out of the hall step by step, and when he reached the place where the sun was shining, he stretched out an arm after all, "...please stay still..."

  (end of this chapter)