Chapter 873 Various Roads
Chapter 873 Various Roads
Dong Wu saw Shi Fuhou again and immediately laughed at him: "Why are you here again, you bastard?"
Behind Shi Fu Hou followed a large group of people, including more than twenty family members and dozens of bodyguards, totaling about a hundred people, and the momentum was quite large.
Hearing Dong Wu's words, he directly retorted: "A month ago, the King of Liang sent an envoy to invite me to Jinyang to discuss state affairs. How come you can go but I can't? After all, I have 30,000 or 40,000 troops, not much less than you."
Dong Wu laughed loudly but said nothing.
Shi Fuhou felt a little embarrassed and glared at him.
Whether to go to Jinyang or not is not a big deal for him.
If he didn't go, he would feel empty inside. Especially when the chieftains of the Ba people, Qiang people, Di people, and Xiongnu went there one after another, and he sat alone at home, he always felt that Jinyang was plotting against him.
Although there may not be any benefits from going there, at least I can understand the situation firsthand and avoid going through that kind of torture.
"I know you are dissatisfied with the king, but your visit to Jinyang has helped the king." Dong Wu laughed so hard, "Interesting! Interesting! A person who spoke rudely to the king in the first month of the year and complained about the king all his life, but went to Jinyang to cheer for the king. Hahaha! Ridiculous, ridiculous! How can things in the world be so magical?"
As long as you go there and stand there, no matter what you think in your heart, the other side will treat you as a rival for food.
What do you do? What can you do?
This is the general trend. It cannot be changed by personal will. Everyone is swept up in the times and has no control over their own destiny.
"I don't trust you, Dong Wu. I'm afraid you will spread slander." Shi Fu Hou snorted coldly and left.
In fact, some time ago he thought of the Hu Pao meat he had eaten on the New Year's Day. He felt that if he didn't go this time, he would be the meat, and others would sit at the table and share his meat, which was unacceptable.
"What a dog." Dong Wu spat, then called on his followers to follow him and headed north.
……
Lu Ze Town, Jizhou.
Liu Hedu, who had not made any achievements in the army, finally returned home to inherit the family business.
He is now the commander of Luze Town, in charge of 20,000 Hu and Han people.
There were still more than 20,000 people in the old Lu Ze town, but they were taken to Changshan by his father Liu Hezhu and had nothing to do with him anymore - and it was unlikely to be passed on to him in the future.
It seemed as if I had seen the end of my life: being a town commander was boring and uninteresting. I would go to the battlefield when there was a war, and hunt and listen to music within the military town when there was no war.
The discussion of Taoism in Jinyang was a rare and interesting event, and he was very willing to join in the fun. Moreover, King Liang had already given the order, and his father had also sent someone from Changshan to inform them that the father and son had to go to Jinyang together.
Unlike Dong Wu, Shi Fuhou and other people who had barely squeezed in or had not yet entered the room, the Shangdang Liu family was already one of the most powerful families in the country. They were powerful, had many cattle and sheep, and a large territory. However, their fame and status were still a bit poor. What they needed was not an official position, but status - to put it more bluntly, they needed a political status that matched their strength.
"Before, when Fox Lady married Sun Wenji, everyone said it was a good match, but I don't think so." After leaving Luze Town, Liu Hedu talked with his staff as they walked: "The Taiyuan Sun family has only three or four hundred farmhands, and Sun Wenji is even more hungry and full. What does he have? Fox Lady's cattle and sheep are roaming in the wild, and the knights are like rain. When King Liang defeated the Xiongnu, the Shangdang Iron Cavalry participated in every battle, and many men died on the battlefield. Their achievements were not small, but why are they not as good as Sun in the eyes of the world? It's different now. The world has changed a lot, but some people are still living in the past. I don't believe that the courage of tens of thousands of cavalry in bloody battles is not as good as Sun's tiny achievements."
The staff all smiled bitterly after hearing this.
This is where the contradiction lies.
The Taiyuan Sun family had indeed declined and lost their strength, and now they only had the family background passed down from their ancestors. However, this did not prevent them from looking down on the Shangdang Liu family, whose strength was dozens of times theirs.
In fact, it’s not that I look down on it completely, it’s just that I haven’t had time to change my mind.
Since the war among the kings, everything happened too fast and many people didn't have time to react.
King Liang summoned everyone to Jinyang to discuss the Dao, which might have been a summary of the past twenty years.
……
Han brought out the official uniform and helped Feng Bachi put it on, and she also put the Diao Chan crown on him with her own hands.
Feng Bachi looked at himself in the bronze mirror and felt very uncomfortable. He wished he could take it off right away and put it on again when he was about to reach Jinyang.
"Don't take it lightly, the king has given you this." Han said softly, "You are wearing your official uniform, representing the king's face. After the discussion in Jinyang, you can no longer be as casual as before."
"I'm not a scholar, so why should I care so much?" Feng Bachi lamented.
"Husband, after May, maybe things will be different." Han said seriously.
"What's the difference?" Feng Bachi asked in surprise.
"King Liang is famous for his military prowess, and military men are his foundation. This time, I think he is trying to force scholars to recognize the status of military strategists." Han said, "Let's not talk about the distant past. More than ten years ago, what was the expression on the scholars' faces when they mentioned military strategists? Even now, many still look down on them."
Thinking of this, I felt a little gloomy.
She is also a scholar. Can she really respect her husband?
It was pointless to lie to yourself, she really despised it. But in this world, if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, you follow the dog. If she wanted to live comfortably now, she could only rely on her husband and hope that her husband's status would get higher and higher, and he would no longer be discriminated against because of his military identity, so that she could go out with dignity.
"If you look down on warriors, just kill them with one sword." Feng Bachi was a little unhappy.
"If everything in the world could be done through fighting and killing, it would be simple." Han sighed softly and began to prepare food for her husband on the road.
The soldiers brought the horses and checked the equipment one by one.
Feng Ba Chi quickly said goodbye to his wife and children and came to the courtyard. After he got on his horse, he galloped away towards the rising sun. Han stood at the door and watched quietly.
As a woman in troubled times, some of her insights are even more profound than men's.
The military strategists have already risen, and some people are still unwilling to admit it. After experiencing this, they will have no choice but to admit it.
……
"My husband, Liang Nu is already nine years old. It's time to take him out to see the world." In front of the desk, Shao Xun was reading the copy of the strategy written by Wang Huifeng. Yu Wenjun knelt beside him and said softly, "Jin Dao and Huan Lang have already taken charge of a place. Nian Liu and Hu Tou have also gone to Pingcheng and gained a lot."
Shao Xun glanced at his wife, his face full of anticipation.
"My husband, you promised me that in the future you will be Liang Nu..." Yu Wenjun said again.
"What did you promise?" Shao Xun was a little confused.
Yu Wenjun's face was full of disbelief, and her eyes changed, showing a hint of disappointment and even despair.
Shit! Shao Xun remembered.
This - I just said that Liang Nu will definitely inherit my ambition in the future, how do you understand it?
Did Yu Wenjun take that as a promise? Will Liang Nu become the crown prince or even the crown prince in the future? No way?
At this time, Shao Xun also realized that maybe, perhaps, playing word games seemed useless, and people just took it seriously.
"That's right!" Shao Xun cleared his throat and said, "Liang Nu is nine years old now. It's time for him to go to Jinyang with me."
After saying this, he gently held his wife in his arms and said, "Liang Nu is my eldest son. I have always loved him. How could I not take him with me?"
"Really?" Yu Wenjun sniffed and asked.
"Really." Shao Xun smiled and said, "The eldest son will definitely receive the most of my efforts, and I will definitely teach him carefully."
The fear in Yu Wenjun's eyes finally dissipated, and she whispered, "In the future..."
"What in the future?" Shao Xun asked.
"Nothing." Yu Wenjun lowered her head and said, "My father has been ill recently, and my brother is far away in Xuzhou. I only have you to rely on. I have been thinking over and over again about the things you taught me. Sometimes I just can't get the point and I feel so anxious that I want to cry."
"When I was young in Biyong, there was chaos and war outside, and I was often too scared to sleep. Every time I heard that you had won a battle, I felt comforted."
"After marrying you, I slowly told myself not to be a jealous woman. Don't be a jealous woman. You often go out to fight, and I have to be able to help and not distract you."
Having said this, Yu Wenjun looked at Shao Xun with a slightly pleading look. She said nothing, yet it seemed as if she had said a lot.
Even though he had a heart of stone, Shao Xun was somewhat touched after hearing these words. He gently stroked his wife's face and sighed, "Why do you have to do this? Of course, I will pass on my skills to Liang Nu. It was because he was too young before, so don't worry, my dear wife."
"Yes." Yu Wenjun responded, then hugged Shao Xun tightly and murmured, "I will learn. If I don't know, I will ask Huifeng for help. Really, I have been learning."
After comforting his wife, Shao Xun left Zhaode Hall.
The sun was shining outside, but his mood was not so good.
As he began to train his eldest and second sons, his room for maneuver seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. One day, he would face a showdown.
But it’s not Yu Wenjun’s fault.
If any prince was not present at the Jinyang Discussion, the discussion might have lost a lot of its luster.
The eldest, Jin Dao, is eighteen years old; the second, Huan Lang, is sixteen years old; the third, Nian Liu, is fourteen years old; the fourth, Hu Tou, is eleven years old; the fifth, Chun Lang, is ten years old; the sixth, Liang Nu, is nine years old; the seventh, Douniu, is nine years old...
I had originally planned to only take sons over ten years old, but now there is no choice but to take the eldest son with me.
Pei Lingyan's seventh son was able to take advantage of the opportunity and was taken along as well.
After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and took along the eighth child, A Guan (eight years old), born to him by Yang Xianrong.
There is no other meaning, just to let them see the world.
After the Cold Food Festival, Shao Xun, accompanied by his personal army, two battalions of the Yellow Head Army, two battalions of the Silver Spear Army, and more than two thousand cavalry officers, left Pingyang and headed north to Xihe County, then passed through Xiurong, Loufan and other places, and arrived in Jinyang in late April.
At this time, Jinyang was crowded with people, and all the famous scholars, town commanders, chiefs, and officials from the northern states gathered here. Almost everyone who could come came, and those who could not come sent their children to replace them.
By the end of April, even the Dai State and the Duan tribe of Youzhou Xianbei sent people to Jinyang.
There is no doubt that these people represent the various forces in the north and are the dominant force so far.
The resolutions they form and the decisions they make will apply throughout the North, whether you like it or not.
(End of this chapter)