A powerful empire is always inclusive rather than self-enclosed.
Just like the Han Dynasty's access to the Western Regions, the Tang Dynasty's practice of Hu dance.
Not being afraid to learn from the excellence of others, but also absorbing and digesting what you have learned, and even becoming better than others, this is the way to continuously improve yourself.
Of course, it would be better if we could proactively “educate” others rather than passively.
When the time comes, everyone will be one family, so why should we be separated from each other?
What's yours is mine, mine...of course it's not mine, but China's.
It’s just that a bird cannot fly without a head, and a person cannot leave without a head. A family as big as China must have a parent, right?
For the Hanhu people in Liangzhou, Feng Junhou was naturally the unyielding parent.
Otherwise, how can we call parents official?
Feng's parents met with the Han people at the dock and had cordial conversations with them, encouraging them to work hard and strive to provide food and clothing as soon as possible and get rid of poverty.
The emphasis was on affirming their enterprising spirit rooted in the frontier.
In later generations, the Juyan site became world-famous 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 from the popular Tomb Robbery.
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.
After more than a thousand years, Juyanze can become an important food supply place for a country.
One can imagine how fertile the land was in this newly developed era.
Therefore, 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 in Juyan County for one night and immediately left for Guansai to inspect the next day.
The "fortress" that people in the Han Dynasty often referred to refers to the Great Wall.
Compared with the Ming Dynasty Great Wall of 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.
Not only does it include the Yanmen strategic point, the Hetao area, etc., but a section even passes through Mongolia in later generations.
Then turn back to the south and come to the prominent location of Juyan County in Liangzhou.
Then it protected the western boundary of Juyan County and continued southward, winding all the way to 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 with the Great Wall of the Qin Dynasty, which was built against dangerous cliffs and ravines, the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty 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 or eight meters high and four to six meters wide.
Standing at the dilapidated barrier, one could 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.
Stroking these earthen walls that have withstood hundreds of years of wind and rain and still stand firm, one seems to feel its final stubbornness.
Listening carefully, it seems that there is still 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 prestige and led all nations, and all the people who were illuminated by the sun and moon were ministers and concubines.
Now, the afterglow of the big man 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, who was on the side, originally saw the emotion on 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.
Unexpectedly, after waiting with all my heart, 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 a very immoral act to disturb other people's memory of the past?"
It's so bad that it's like forcing someone to hold it back while peeing in the middle.
Especially when the big man still exists and touches these barriers with his own hands.
Speaking of this, I suddenly felt a little need to urinate, so I jumped off the wall and looked around, trying to find a hidden place.
"I don't know!" General Guan jumped down with an innocent look on his face, "Others who recall the past always resort to writing to express their thoughts."
"Alang has been watching this all day," Guan Ji pointed to the sun that was about to set. "In the end, there was only one ghost scream. It was actually a reminder of the past, which is really rare!"
As he spoke, he actually covered his mouth and laughed.
"You do not understand!"
Governor Feng waved his hand and didn't 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 generations of Han people strive for.
"I don't understand, so Alang will tell me something I can understand!"
Naturally, 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, and he said without changing his expression:
"Oh, writing an article, what does that mean? I will write one for you now."
"It really does!"
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 hip, and his feet crossed again.
He put on a coquettish look and whistled.
I felt a little pity that my horse was grazing over there, so I couldn't lean on the horse and could only lean on the wall.
"Go, there are already several children, but they are not yet fully formed!"
Guan Ji smiled and hit him, "What kind of allusion is relying on horses to wait? I have never heard of it."
"Now you've heard it." Governor Feng cleared his throat and began to read:
I want to ask about the side of the bicycle, but I belong to the country and live in Yan.
Zheng Peng left the pass and returned to the wild geese to enter Hutian.
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.
When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always 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's literary talent was the best in the world, General Guan was still stunned.
She looked blankly at the red sun that was about to set below the desert.
The desert is solitary, the sun is setting over the long river...
It is beautifully written, as if the scene in front of you is directly translated into the poem.
But what made General Guan's heart beat the most was the last sentence.
Because she remembered that her man sent Shi Bao out of Xiaoguan a few days ago.
And the Yanran in "All Protected in Yanran" is located deep in the desert directly 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, we climbed up Yanran Mountain. Ban Gu, a member of the Central Guard Army 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 Piao 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 today is more capable of commanding barbarians than his own man?
As for myself and others, aren't they 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.
You can wait on a horse, you can wait on a horse. Is this the talent you can wait on a horse?
General Guan Da felt a numbness from the tail of his head to the top of his head, and then his whole scalp was numb.
With his talent, Alang, in troubled times, he can lead the army to 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...
"It'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?"
But look at this guy in front of him, he is so careless, he doesn't stand upright, and he casually reads out such good poems that no one else will be able to write in their lifetime.
General Guan Da really felt it was unfair.
It was rare to see General Guan's weak appearance, and Governor Feng's machismo was greatly satisfied.
He hugged General Guan and said generously:
"Xijun, why should you be afraid if you can't write an article? After all, it's 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! Shameless and skinless, am I that kind of person?"
She pushed Governor Feng for a moment, and then immediately came back to her senses:
"you also have?"
"What?"
"Poetry!"
"No more!"
"No, you just said clearly that there are still more!"
"Well……"
"Read it quickly and listen!"
Naturally, Xijun had to listen to Xijun's request, so Feng Governor read again:
The harsh wind blows the frost and the seaweed withers, and the sinews are strong and strong, and the horses are proud.
The Han family has 300,000 soldiers, and the general also leads the prostitutes Huo and Yao.
The white feathers of meteors are inserted into the waist, and the sword flowers and autumn lotus light come out of the box.
The soldiers from heaven are shining on the snow, and they are shooting at the golden armor like sand.
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 he will walk on the intestines of the beard and touch the blood of the beard.
The beard hangs in the blue sky, and the beard is buried beside the purple plug.
When there is no one in Hu, Han Dao 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.
Anyone who has read the article "Xia Ke Xing" will know the similarities with this article.
Too much praise, too much praise!
Even though Governor Feng's skin was as thick as a city wall, he felt his skin heat up.
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 memorize the two poems.
Then he picked up the last song and pondered it carefully several times without putting it down. Then he raised his head and asked:
"When did Alang write this song 'Han Daochang'?"
This is obviously "Hu Renwu", 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 in a big way."
Guan Ji nodded, it 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.
This kind of heroic article, just by releasing it, could scare a large number of people with evil intentions at that time.
"There are too many things to do, I forgot about it." Governor Feng made up a reason casually, "That is, I just mentioned writing poems and then I remembered this matter."
General Guan nodded, apparently believing what Governor Feng said.
Anyway, in her opinion, there was no point in lying to her about this kind of thing.
She looked down at the paper in her hand again and suddenly asked:
"Alang, tell me, would it be better if the word 'Hu' in the article was changed to 骁?"
Feng Jishi's tiger body trembled!
It turned out that this woman had premeditated the name "Han Daochang".
The harsh wind blows the frost and the grass withers?
Heavenly soldiers descend on the old capital according to the snow?
Buried near Changling?
Feng Jishi's expression suddenly became extremely exciting, and he felt bad.
Damn it!
General Guan Da applauded:
"Once this article is published, it will greatly enhance the reputation of our army. After returning home, I will ask someone to arrange the music and let it be sung among the army."
"Then it would be better to make it a military song and let all officers and soldiers know how to sing it."
General Guan Da was overjoyed: "What Alang said is absolutely true!"
The song "Forward, forward, forward..." seemed to suddenly ring in Feng Jishi's ears.
Don't underestimate the impact of these things on the military.
Because they are also a type of ideological education in the military.
If you really want to show off your power, your enemies will be frightened when they hear the singing.
The heroic army that overthrew the coalition forces of more than a dozen countries made its Charge become a nightmare for its opponents.
The charge 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, facing a well-equipped enemy battalion, silently picked up their bayonets, and the bugler blew what he thought was his last charge.
Who would have expected that the enemy more than twenty meters away would turn around and run away when he heard this sound...
It’s so legendary!
Governor Feng 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 reappears the great power of the Han Dynasty that looks down upon the world, and makes all barbarians and captives in the world call the ministers and concubines of the Han Dynasty.
The picture is so beautiful, I can’t even imagine it!
Anyway, anyone who dares not to listen to the big man is a prisoner!
"Sing! You must sing. Anyone who doesn't sing will be slapped!"
Governor Feng made a "suck" 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 span is three thousand frosts, but the wind and clouds are flying, and there are strong men guarding the four sides."
The captives were all being taken to Changling (i.e. Liu Bang’s mausoleum) as sacrifices. How could we make sense without mentioning Emperor Gaozu?
"Alang, you are so awesome!"
Governor Feng waved his hands repeatedly and said modestly:
"Rewards, awards, awards. 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 Governor Feng with his beautiful eyes, and said softly:
"It's getting late, A Lang. Let's go back. I'll let A Lang show off tonight. How about that?"
