122 BC, the last year of Ji, October.
This year is destined to be an extraordinary year. The world is turbulent and major events happen frequently.
Previously, the Han general Wei Qing led an army of 300,000 to attack the Hexi Corridor, hoping to clear out the Xiongnu forces entrenched in the Hexi Corridor in one fell swoop and capture the important town of Yanze.
The result was a disastrous defeat. Before reaching Juyanze, there were only more than 200,000 Han troops left. After arriving, they died on the spot, and the remaining 190,000 Han troops were captured.
The Luosa clan of the Xiongnu was wiped out, and this clan, which was equivalent to the royal family among the Huns, disappeared into a drop of smoke in the sea, unable to cause slightly violent waves to rise on the calm sea.
The two royal courts in Monan and Mobei fell, and the Great Chanyu's position was cut off from Yizhixie. Although the Xiongnu's 240,000 horsemen were still there, the changes in the royal court and the Luosha clan still completely confused the grassland. They Fearlessness is making waves.
then.
The people at the bottom of the country who were forced to survive by the harsh regime, with the help of Qu Shuai, Taiping on No. 36 Road, gave a gift called resistance to the already chaotic year.
Millions of people, the world was shocked.
Under the influence of a series of events, wealthy businessmen began to move toward the county government, which was protected by a fortified city.
But the county government also has its limits. Some people who were unable to enter them chose to build forts in villages and towns to resist the crisis.
And more people either sold themselves into slavery in a world where they could no longer survive, or joined the banner of rebellion in various places.
Careers are active.
Ordinary people struggled to survive.
Xianyang Xingping.
A strong young man led a horse toward the outside of the city.
There was a person at the foot of the mountain outside the city who he had to meet.
Even if that person is separated from him.
I don’t know how long I’ve been gone.
The mountains were getting closer to him.
As a Han lord, Wei Qing's tomb was very luxurious.
But these are insignificant in the eyes of young people.
Everyone is dead, so what’s the use of the grand ostentation after death?
"Huo"
The residents who guard the mausoleum all know Huo Qubing.
They were surprised and wanted to say something, but Huo Qubing raised his hand to stop them.
He just came to see his uncle for the last time.
Whether others believe it or not, this is all he wants to do.
In front of the mausoleum.
Huo Qubing took out two pots of rice wine from his saddle bag.
Bang bang bang.
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
With a splash, he ignored the blood oozing from his forehead and spilled one of the pots of rice wine on the ground, and then drank another pot himself.
"Uncle, I'm here to see you."
The voice is low and vicissitudes of life.
But at the age of twenty, he no longer looks like he used to.
"Qu Bing'er doesn't know why my uncle gave the accessories to General Liao Hou, but Qu Bing'er thinks that my uncle will not harm Qu Bing'er."
"And the address of a small family."
"I guess my uncle doesn't really want to give it to Marquis Liao, but wants to give it to the sick child through Marquis Liao's hands."
"Uncle wants Qubing'er to take all the children to Liaodi, is it to protect them?"
Tons of drinks poured down my throat.
Huo Qubing knelt alone in front of Wei Qing's grave and chattered endlessly, as if he wanted to finish all his bitterness at once.
"My uncle is disappointed and has no confidence in the big man. He thinks that in the battle between Liao Hou and His Majesty, His Majesty has no chance of victory."
"That's the only way it will be."
Huo Qubing lowered his eyebrows.
"Along the way, Qu Bing also discovered that the people who I didn't even take a second look at turned out to be so powerful. Uncle, the Han Dynasty was in chaos, and there were uprising armies everywhere. This time when I came back, Qu Bing also left. Hard."
After a word, there was silence for a long time.
Occasionally, the wind coming down from the mountain would blow Huo Qubing's hair, as if a loving elder was caressing him.
"well."
A long sigh.
"The changes were so fast. Within one year, Qu Bing felt that everything had changed."
"Qu Bing is very confused, but uncle, don't worry, Qu Bing will definitely do what you tell him, even if Qu Bing can't understand the meaning."
"This time I came back from illness to take my children to Liaodi. Guang'er will probably like it. There are schools everywhere and there are countless books."
"The Marquis of Liao also said that he would reuse Qu Bing, and everything is fine. I just don't know how long it will take Qu Bing to come back and see his uncle again after this separation."
"But uncle, don't worry. I will definitely take good care of my little one when she is sick. With my aunt in the palace, Mrs. Wei will have nothing to worry about. I hope you will cherish your uncle's care of the Huo family these years!"
Bang bang bang,
Another three clicks, and blood oozed from Huo Qubing's forehead again.
Get up.
Get on your horse and return to the village where the tomb-keepers live. After leaving a bag of money, they gallop away.
Keeping Zhang Qi by his side, when Huo Qubing saw his family's address, he understood that this was the last way his uncle would give him.
He was said to be an uncle, but Wei Qing's status in Huo Qubing's heart was more like a father.
He took him to Chang'an, where he disciplined him.
It can be said that what he has achieved today is due to Wei Qing's cultivation and respect for him.
Huo Qubing's background was actually not good, and he even worked as a slave when he was young. If it weren't for Wei Qing, his life would have been like that.
After running around for half a month, Huo Qubing returned to his former home.
Pingyang County, Hedong.
Today's Huo Mansion is no longer what it was back then.
A high threshold, a plaque that qualifies you to have a residence, and endless servants coming and going.
"Head of the family!"
The porter wiped his eyes fiercely, and then he was convinced that the man standing at the door of Huo Mansion was the head of his family, Huo Qubing.
only.
The concierge felt a little uneasy. Although Huo Qubing didn't come back often, the concierge occasionally recognized Huo Qubing as a cheerful and upbeat young man. But today
Huo Qubing ignored the concierge and just stared blankly at the hanging plaque for a while.
After a long time, he lowered his head and handed the horse's reins to the concierge.
"Good care."
"Ah, yes."
Taking a step forward, Huo Qubing stepped into the Huo Mansion.
"The master of the house is back!"
"The master of the house is back!"
A few loud shouts from the concierge made this somewhat peaceful mansion instantly become noisy.
In the study room in the inner courtyard, a child no more than five or six years old was holding a heavy bamboo slip and reading it.
"Jun, master, brother, father,,,,,"
"Hehe, I have learned a lot more words. If brother comes back, he will definitely praise me more."
The child's face is full of pride.
Apart from his mother, there is only his brother in the family. Although the yard is large, he can't find any playmates. The happiest thing is that his brother comes back every year.
My mother was the happiest in the days when my brother came back. Even if I was praised by my master, my mother would not be that happy.
Of course, not only my mother is happy, but he is also happy, because when my brother comes back, he will take him to play in the streets, ride horses, and hunt.
Brother is so powerful, neither rabbit nor fox can outrun Brother's horse.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Children imitated the sound of arrows flying.
Then he touched the fox fur that his mother had sewn for him when the weather got cooler.
This is what brother brought him to hunt.
"The master of the house is back!"
Need to know: Huo Qubing and Huo Guang are half-brothers.
Huo Qubing was an orphan and did not know his father. After leading the army, he learned his father's true identity.
His father had no face to recognize him, but Huo Qubing also added wealth to his family. After becoming a hussar general, he also took his half-brother Huo Guang home to raise him.
This is life.
But I changed it,
They had the same mother and half-father, and their stepfather died young. After all, according to the custom of the Han Dynasty, widows were in high demand, so it made sense.
(End of chapter)
