Three Kingdoms

Chapter 2546 Desire to see through all things

 Shinban has fallen.

The reason for the fall was not that the city was stormed by the Ding Ling people, but because the mixed formation of defenders in the city rebelled.

 The Benchen people of Shinban were the first to rebel.

 Benchen people are basically Sanhan.

The south of Lelang County is basically the area of ​​​​the Bangzi Kingdom in later generations, and among these guys, including Zhenfan Lintun and even Fuyu, many are from the Sanhan clan.

 Sanhan is Chenhan, Mahan and Benhan, known as the center of the universe...

Well, perhaps from this perspective, Sanhan’s idealism can be called the pinnacle level.

 The northern part of the peninsula was divided into four counties of the Han Dynasty in the early days, and of course the remaining one is the one county of the Han Dynasty. Among them, some of the Fuyu people are descendants of Weiman Joseon. Of course, there are also some Beibangzi in later generations who deny that they are descendants of Weiguo and say that they are native Bangzi.

 Three Hans have been bragging since the Han Dynasty, and are even stronger than the Thirty-six Kingdoms of the Western Regions. Mahan is in the west, claiming to have fifty-four kingdoms, Chenhan is in the east, with two out of ten kingdoms, and Benhan is in the south of Chenhan, with two out of ten kingdoms. Together, it is more than twice as many as the Western Regions. It’s amazing...

 In the early days when there was no cultural exchange with the Central Plains, that is, at the time of the Han Dynasty, the people of the three Koreas basically worshiped primitively, similar to the ancient tribal habits of China. When the Benchen people first started, they didn't even have any knowledge of architecture. They dug dirt to build houses, and there was no distinction between men and women. The towns are inhabited by mixed people, and there is no city wall. Make an earthen chamber, shaped like a tomb, with an account on top. I don’t know how to kneel down and worship. Moreover, it is also believed that a flat head is valuable, so a child should be bet on it as soon as he is born...

The culture, customs, and Benchen people are all very different from the Han people. Therefore, to a certain extent, they are not of the same mind as Gongsun Jun. When facing a desperate situation, they can still abandon their prejudices and stick together for warmth, but once they discover When the risk was greater, these Benchen people immediately abandoned Gongsun's army.

The leader of the Ding Ling people laughed loudly, and then ordered all Gongsun's troops to be beheaded, and ordered Gongsun Kang's head to be made into a wine bowl, because he felt that Gongsun Kang's head was very round and suitable for making a wine bowl, unlike Ben. Tatsuto is as flat as a big cake.

At the same time, the commander-in-chief also felt that the old wizard's method was good, and began to send people in batches to take the Benchen people to various places in Zhenfan and Lintun to recruit surrender, and to obtain more counties and villages as soon as possible.

 ‘This is what you want to tell me? ” The commander-in-chief asked the old wizard. He felt that the old wizard seemed to have demonstrated how to deal with the Han people through such an incident.

 The old wizard nodded, and his wrinkled and colorful face seemed to reveal a look of wisdom.

　　　　But the problem is that there are no Benchen people in the Han territory? ” The commander looked back at the Benchen people who would be able to fly like propellers if they had a tail attached to them. For a moment, it was difficult to expand his thinking, “Is it possible to send these people to the Han Dynasty? 』

“My king...does not have to be a Benchen person...” the old wizard said with a smile, “Have you forgotten, in fact, there are many people from other places in the Han army...”

Ding Ling’s eyes lit up, “You mean...”

"Haha..." The old wizard pretended to be an expert prophet and smiled a little reservedly.

"No, there seems to be something wrong with this..." The commander discovered the problem and turned to look at the Benchen people, "We can make these guys look like dogs because we are here, now, stronger than these Han people. Right? So these Benchen people come to be our dogs, but in...those places, the Han people, um...are just as powerful as us, so...that's a problem, right? 』

The old wizard was stunned for a moment, then pretended that the tiger's skin had not been pierced, and said with a confident look, "Actually, this question is very simple... Your Majesty, think about it carefully..."

As the old wizard spoke, his eyes rolled.

 The problem mentioned by the commander is indeed a problem.

 Whether it is in the grasslands, deserts or the land of three Koreas, relying on the strong is a law of survival.

Whether it is the Benchen people who prefer primitive levels or the tribes in the grasslands and deserts, it is not a problem for them to change their masters at will, as long as the master is strong enough.

 The Xiongnu were strong and they surrendered to the Xiongnu, the Xianbei were strong and they surrendered to the Xianbei, and now the three-color Han people are strong, they also surrendered to the three-color Han people, all with the same customs and traditions.

　　"It's actually very simple..." The old wizard was still arrogant, "It's very simple..."

"oh! I see! ” Perhaps it was because the commander was younger than the old wizard, so he reacted first and clapped his hands together, “Just like last time? 』

　　　　Last time? ” The old wizard coughed, “Your Majesty, you might as well tell me...”

"Not all Han people are tricolor..." The commander looked at the old wizard and said seriously, "As you said last time, not all enemies are enemies, and not all friends are friends..."

The old wizard also reacted in the same way, and the smile on his face became deeper. "My respected king, wise king, you have found the weakness of the Han people... I believe that under the leadership of the king, we will fight back and return." Our royal court…』

The commander laughed heartily and waved his arms happily, "That's right!" We can definitely do it! must! 』

The Benchen people in the distance didn't know what Commander Ding Ling and the old wizard were laughing at, but since being a dog naturally means that when the owner smiles happily, the dog will also smile, so he can't wait to kill the dog beside him. With his tail stuck on his butt, he bent his waist closer to the ground, with a shy face and kept laughing with him.

　…ヽ(^o^)丿…

Ignore those Benchen people who are like dogs for the time being, and look back at Chang'an City, which is getting more and more smoky.

 On the stage of Qinglong Temple in Longshouyuan, many ordinary people gathered around.

Qinglong Temple is of course a debate venue where scholars talk and laugh, but the topics discussed in those debates are currently inaccessible to the vast majority of ordinary people, and they cannot understand them. Even if someone who can understand occasionally is asked to speak, they cannot organize the language to express it.

Therefore, since storytelling became popular in Chang'an Sanfu, there was naturally a stage, or in other words, a stage specially reserved for storytellers here in Qinglong Temple.

 Chinese opera has actually sprouted since the pre-Qin period.

Of course, the period when opera became more mature and developed was during the Yuan Dynasty.

 In fact, for this opera, compared to the Han officials at that time, the Mongolians of the Yuan Dynasty who had no "culture" played a crucial role in promoting the opera culture.

 What was it before the Yuan Dynasty? Han Fu is not something that ordinary people can play well. Tang poetry is a tool for top literati to pretend to be, and even those who are tired of elaborating on each word vomit blood. Song Ci, in the words of later generations, is petty bourgeoisie, literature and art, and a small taste among literati.

 These projects mentioned above are far away from ordinary people.

For example, Ban Gu recited in a cadence, "There are thousands of houses in the Zhou Dynasty, and the roads are erratic." The chariot road is managed and the flying pavilion is repaired. From Weiyang, it is connected to Guigong, and in the north, there is bright light and Changle. Ling Sui followed the road and surpassed Xiyong. He took the Jianzhang and connected with the foreign subordinates. Set up a phoenix tower on the Bimen Gate, with a golden lord perched on the edge of the goblet..."

Then the people stared, "What are you talking about?" ! 』

　　　Oh, he is talking about a house. ” Someone explained.

　　　『What kind of house? Um, why does it sound like you are talking about a hammer? 』

The same is true for Tang poetry and Song poetry.

　　　　　Since spring comes, the green is sad and the red is sad, the heart is full of things. On the bright sun, orioles wear willow belts and lie still under incense quilts. The warmth disappears, the greasy clouds linger, and I get tired of combing and wrapping myself all day long. None! Once the hatred and ruthlessness are gone, there will be no message..."

　　　"Guaiguai Longdi Dong, you are so handsome, I didn't understand a word of it." ” The people of the Southern Song Dynasty stared.

　　　Oh, it’s just saying that a woman is pregnant. 』

"Hi! Then just say it's too hot? 』

 Probably so.

 Until the Yuan Dynasty was completed.

 It is suitable for all ages and is elegant and makes the Mongolians laugh while the common people can understand it.

Now Feiqian is here.

Fei Qian tinkered with something and came out.

As a result, scripts that were closer to the common people appeared, and operas naturally prospered. There were not only "Nuo operas", but also repertoire that was more understandable and understandable. Although there were not many, in Dahan Entertainment The present moment of life and its scarcity is undoubtedly very attractive.

In addition, there is a slack season in winter, and many people from all over the country have sold the crops they have worked hard for a year. As the New Year approaches, they are thinking of buying something for their homes. The gathering at Qinglong Temple is obviously larger than that in Chang'an. It is more lively, there are more people, and there are all kinds of goods, from cheap to expensive, so it naturally attracts many ordinary people to come to the market to purchase.

Although these ordinary people could not understand what the students and Confucian scholars inside Qinglong Temple were saying and arguing, they could hear and see some "operas" on the stage of Qinglong Temple, which made them fascinated. Completely forgetful...

 Although the current "opera" of the Han Dynasty is very superficial. Today’s very popular dramas adapted from storybooks include “Young Miracle Doctor” and “Young Cavalry of the Guards”…

As for why they are all in the "Youth" series, generally speaking, it is because life is like a table, and it is mostly filled with cups. There are too many things to regret, and there are also many regrets. The older you get, the more cups you have. , so I would think about what it would be like if I were a young man, like that miracle doctor, or like Wei Qiaoqi.

Today's performance is "Young Guards Hussar".

 In front of the stage, there was a huge crowd.

There were no loudspeakers in this era. If you stood further away, you wouldn't be able to hear clearly what was being shouted and sang on the stage. However, it did not prevent these people from watching over and over again, and then waited until the person who played Wei Qing The young man, facing the beating and oppression of the slaves, fought back angrily, and when he beat the slaves away, he gave out enthusiastic cheers, and shouted together with the actors, making the scene a noisy one.

　　　『Don’t deceive young people into being poor...tsk tsk...』

Yang Jun muttered and repeated this sentence, and then sighed slightly.

The audience was full of voices scolding those wealthy slaves. Yang Jun carefully observed the people around him. They all looked at it very seriously. Some waved their fists with anger on their faces, while others cheered for the young man dressed as Wei Qing. , some opened their mouths wide as if they were on stage...

　　『The hussar is really a good trick...』

Yang Jun silently noted this in his heart.

 He is here to pick up Huandian.

  To be precise, it can be regarded as "begging for bones".

Because Huandian's guards were involved in the Chang'an rebellion, many people were unwilling to be involved, let alone sent back to Yuzhou. Huandian's family did not dare to get involved in the Guanzhong Sanfu easily again, so they had to ask for help. The Yang family's place in Luoyang.

Yang Jun couldn't help his old friend's favor, so he finally nodded and was willing to go out.

However, Chang'an is also the place where Yang Jun is sad.

He has been wandering around Chang'an in the past few days. He has visited almost all the cities and mausoleums. He has left his footprints in Wenjiwu City. The more he looks at it, the more frightened he becomes.

　　When he was captured, even if he was finally ransomed, he might not be without resentment and curses in his heart. But now he found that his resentments and curses did not stay in Guanzhong, but followed him to Luoyang.

Luoyang has not changed much in the past few years. Except that the farmland around Luoyang has indeed been opened up a lot compared to before, the rest does not seem to be much different. The Heluo area, which is located in the Guanzhong and Shandong corridors, seems to produce nothing. Local supplies are relatively scarce. Even the prices of items in the markets around Luoyang are much higher than those in Chang'an.

 The reason why goods are expensive is because merchants raise prices. The reason why merchants raise prices is because Luoyang does not produce them locally and has to pay taxes, so they naturally raise prices. As a result, although Heluo and Chang'an are separated by Tongguan, it is very likely that the prices of the same materials are quite different.

But Yang Jun didn’t understand economics, so he believed that the high price of goods in Heluo was because Qiaoqi ordered him to make the people in Luoyang suffer and then flee to Guanzhong...

Even this dramatic storytelling is also a means of Hussar, a means of dealing with the common people.

 This is deceiving the gentry students and paralyzing the common people!

 You can tell at a glance that they are all fake!

Did Wei Qing dare to beat the powerful slaves back then?

Do you dare to speak out and challenge me?

If Wei Qing had said a word at that time, he would have probably been beaten to death. What kind of thing can it be considered if a rich slave from the princess's family beats to death a servant who feeds horses?

“While you are here, write down everything they sing and say...” Yang Jun ordered his entourage.

 The attendant nodded, then took out the wooden tablet and ink pen, and pushed forward.

Although he doesn’t know if it will be useful, Yang Jun is still going to write it all down and refer to Feiqian’s book...

Even if Fei Qian could only be disgusted for a moment, he still had some of the bad energy that Yang Jun had when he was imprisoned.

Yang Jun didn't want to stand with those ordinary people, because he felt he would lose his status.

 So he asked his servant to record it, and then he walked along the periphery of the crowd. After a few steps, there was a small market, where various groceries were sold, which were used by ordinary people.

Yang Jun came to a Danlang, and there was salted fish on the stall.

 To be precise, they are all broken fish pieces, fish heads and tails.

Yang Jun rolled up his sleeves slightly, picked up the salted fish and smelled it. A strong salty smell hit his nose. He asked Dan Lang: "May I ask, how can I sell this dried fish?" Where did it come from? 』

The salesman raised his head and looked at Yang Jun, "Old gentleman, you...these are all minced fish...there are no good ones. You have to go to the city to find good ones..."

Yang Jun smiled and said, "Of course I want to buy it before I ask you. Don't worry, I will buy a few kilograms when my servant comes over." 』

The man stood up with a smile on his face and said, "This old gentleman has good taste. Although these are all broken, the fish and salt used are both good!" Sir, you might as well give it a try! 』

Yang Jun shook his eyebrows and then put down the fish head. Ma Ma Pi, what’s so good about the salted fish head? Is it kissing the salted fish?

Yang Jun asked, "I see that you are using salt well. Salt is expensive. Wouldn't it be a waste to use it to pickle fish?" 』

The salesman said without hesitation: "The old gentleman doesn't know something. This salt does not come from Shandong, nor does it come from Sichuan. Shandong salt and Sichuan salt are both expensive, but this is salt from the Western Regions. It comes from the Western Regions." Yes, it is said that there is a salt lake over there, full of salt, and the carts can’t even pull it all! 』

　　　　Western Regions? salt lake? Yang Jun's eyebrows twitched again, "Have you been to the Western Regions?" 』

“Oh, it would be great if I could go to the Western Region. It is said that the ground there is full of gold and jade, and there is gold sand in the river!” "The salesman was obviously a little yearning and said with a bit of annoyance, "I heard that those who went there in the early years all became rich! This is the amount of military pay! Tsk, tsk, hey, at that time, the villain misunderstood a poor man who said that the Western Region is terrible, the wind and sand can harm people, and if he goes there, he will die, and then he didn't go, and now... Hey! Regret! 』

　　　Then aren’t you going now? Yang Jun asked.

"I can't go. At that time, I was not married yet and was single, so I just went. Now...hey, there are two kids waiting to eat, how can I say I can go?" "The salesman shook his head and said, "I can only hope that these two boys at home can gain some strength and learn a few more words. Even if they can't go to the Western Regions, they might as well become soldiers..."

"Um? Can your son still read? Amazing! ” Yang Jun was a little surprised.

"Haha, it's just average, average..." the salesman laughed, "Thanks to the kindness of the General Hussar, he opened a rural school. If any boy wants to learn, he can study for half a year with a bushel of grain!" I have two boys, the younger one is too young and they won’t accept her, so I gave the older one away. Now he can write dozens of words, which is better than me! 』

　　When mentioning his son, the salesman's face was filled with a happy smile.

At this moment, a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly came from below the stage, almost as if the ground was about to be lifted up.

Yang Jun couldn't help but turn around and looked towards the stage. Under the surging crowd, on the stage, a man carrying a tricolor flag was fighting with two other people wearing Hu robes. First they were punching and kicking, and then they were holding hands. It must have been a wooden sword, wooden gun or something. After turning around a few times, he knocked the two Hupao men down and assumed a posture, which immediately caused bursts of applause...

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…　

Yang Jun saw that the man with the tricolor flag also lifted up a man dressed as a commoner from the stage, took out something like a pancake from his arms and gave it to the commoner to eat, which again attracted bursts of cheers and applause from the audience. …

　　　　Tsk...how shameless! Liars are all liars! 』

Yang Jun couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and cursed. He thought that these things must be fake. The Hussars had no force at all. One against three, hehe, they even divided the pie. It was so fake! It's so shameless!

 As soon as he turned his head, Yang Jun was startled!

 Because he saw the salesman beside him with his eyes widened and staring at him with an angry look on his face...

　　　What do you want to do? Yang Jun shrank back.

　　　『Who are you calling shameless? ! Who is the liar? ! ” asked the salesman.

"I'm not saying you..." Yang Jun pointed to the stage, "I said those people are liars..."

"What? ! ” The salesman became even more angry and grabbed Yang Jun’s robe with one hand, “How dare you call General Hussar a liar? Stop leaving! Come with me to see the official! 』

　　『Be bold! open! Yang Jun felt that he had been caught by the salesman, as if he had been humiliated. After struggling, he couldn't help but slap the salesman.

"grass! The salesman was furious, "You dare to hit me?" ! 』

Yang Jun just saw a fist coming towards his face...

 (End of this chapter)