Farmer of Shu Han Chapter 458

Chapter 458 Alliance

"Does Wenxuan know that the fee is public?"

"Of course I know." Li Wei's eyes showed doubts, "Why, did he offend brother?"

"Not really." Feng Yong shook his head, "I'm just curious about this person."

In his impression of Fei Shi, he only remembered persuading Guan Yu to accept the title.

When this person came to the back, Feng Yong lost his impression, as if he disappeared from the crowd, and there was no chance to appear on the stage.

In addition, Zhuge Liang seemed to have some concerns in persuading himself not to mention this person, so Feng Yong wanted to ask curiously.

Li Yi heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Feng Yong's words, and said with a smile, "It's fine if you don't, I thought he was going to offend brother again?"

Hearing that there was something in Li Yi's words, Feng Yong became even more curious, "How do you say it?"

"My brother doesn't know. Fei Gongju is a native of Nan'an County, Qianwei County. When the late emperor invaded Mianzhu, Fei Gongju, who was the magistrate of Mianzhu County at that time, surrendered from the city. Therefore, he was appointed by the late emperor as a military governor, and later served as the prefect of Zangke County. , and transferred to Yizhou Front Sima."

"After the first emperor proclaimed the Queen of Hanzhong, he sent Fei Gongju to Jingzhou to confer titles on Guan Junhou..."

"I know this." Feng Yong nodded, feeling even more strange in his heart, "Then why is he now working in Yongchang County?"

Since Fei Shi was the first native of the Yizhou faction who took refuge in Liu Bei, and he held a high position before, why has he fallen to this point now?

"Fei Gongju is upright and outspoken. When the first emperor wanted to be honored..." Li Yi looked outside, and there was no one there, so he said in a low voice, "He went up to dissuade him. If the first emperor was furious, he was demoted to Yongchang. The county does."

Feng Yong was startled, and subconsciously looked outside, only then did he understand why Zhuge Liang told him not to ask more about this matter.

"Brother, if it is not necessary, it is better not to provoke this person as much as possible."

Li Yi finally reminded Feng Yong again.

Feng Yong nodded, "I see."

In September of the third year of Jianxing, after Zhuge Liang pacified Nanzhong, he returned to his teacher and passed by Wei County. He asked people to build two high platforms and erect a stone monument outside Wei County.

In October, the high platform was built and the stone monument was erected.

Choose an auspicious day, when the auspicious day is selected, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty will display the golden axe, curved cover, and front and rear feathers that were awarded by the emperor of the Han Dynasty one by one.

Barbarians look at it, and suddenly feel awe.

Sacrifice the three animals, light green smoke to connect the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty crowned, wearing Xuanxuan clothes, purple ribbon around his waist, holding a memorial to heaven in his hand, slowly climbed onto the high platform, and said:

From the beginning of Huan and Ling, villains were in chaos. First, there was the ban of the party, and then there was the chaos of the Yellow Turban. As a result, the world fell apart, and the bandits rose together. Emperor Zhaolie felt that the Han Dynasty was in danger, and he acted righteously. It is really painful and sad for a scholar to drive out thieves to reinvigorate the world...but the business collapsed halfway! The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was entrusted by the Emperor Zhaolie...Ping Nanzhong, and all the barbarian kings Yishuai gathered here to swear to the ghosts and gods of the world: the great Han regards the Yi people in the South and Central China as the Han people, and the barbarians will no longer oppose the Han for generations...

The surrounding area was silent, and all the barbarian kings and Yishuai prostrated themselves on the ground, listening to the words of the prime minister.

On the other side, amidst the green smoke, Feng Yong, wearing a copper mask with green fangs and fangs, dressed in black, began to lead people up to another high platform.

Behind him, Guan Ji and Zhao Guang stood on the left and right respectively, followed by six trilogy, all dressed in the same clothes as Feng Yong, corresponding to nine.

"The heavens and the earth are the evidence, and the ghosts and gods are the mirror. If anyone violates this oath, everyone will attack him, and the ghost king will kill him!"

Feng Yonggang climbed to the high platform, just when Zhuge Liang finished reading the chapter table.

Only a dull voice sounded, "I have heard it. What the oath says will take effect immediately. If there is any violation, I will punish you! All the clansmen will be reduced to slaves."

Although the voice was muffled, it shook the ears of everyone below, causing the kneeling barbarians to stir slightly.

Ghost King, to ordinary barbarians in Nanzhong, this is a terrifying name.

And for the barbarian king Yi Shuai who has been sinicized, this is a synonym for extremely sinister and vicious.

Feeling that she was being cheated, BMW's Garland finally couldn't hold back her curiosity. She secretly raised her head slightly and rolled her eyeballs upwards, trying to see the source of the sound above the high platform.

It's a pity that the curling green smoke shrouded everything on the high platform in a blur, and she could only see the shadows on the high platform.

Hua Ling couldn't help but feel a little fear in her heart: the voice of the ghost king is just not similar to Feng Langjun's voice that day. How could it be like a muffled thunder, spreading so far and being heard by everyone?

Could it be that what I saw that day was not his true colors?

While Hualan was thinking wildly, Feng Yong on the high platform quietly put away the drum horn.

At the same time, they made a gesture, coming quietly and leaving quietly.

After the prime minister of the Han Dynasty finished praying, he got down from the high platform, burned the chapter and watch in front of the stone tablet, and swore with all the barbarian kings, Yishuai: Nanzhong will always be the land of Han, and the barbarians will never turn against them again.

During this period, Huayuan took a peek at the high platform over there again, and found that the high platform was already empty.

After all the oaths were completed, they slaughtered the cow and smeared the blood on their faces, and then poured the blood on the stone tablet. Finally, everyone held a knife to drill the cow's hide to show their determination.

On the front of the stele, engraved with the oath just made, and on the back there are two lines of words: This stele is falling down, reduced to Han slaves.

At this moment, the oath is finally truly completed.

At this time, the sun has set on the mountain.

Autumn is coming, and after the sun sets, the weather has a little bit of coolness.

At this time, only a "咻—咒—" sound was heard.

A burst of sparks suddenly exploded in the air, followed by another...

This time, not only the barbarians, but even Zhuge Liang couldn't help looking up to the sky.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky one after another, as if they were also celebrating this alliance.

Zhuge Liang couldn't stop the horror on his face, thinking how did this kid come up with such visions?

But when he saw that the barbarians were all looking at the sky with fascination, his heart moved, but he couldn't think about other thoughts, and immediately said loudly: "The gods appear!"

Then took the lead and knelt down.

After receiving Zhuge Liang's words, everyone seemed to have returned to their souls, and they all knelt down again, all exclaiming: "The gods have appeared!"

At this time, not to mention ordinary barbarians, even those barbarian kings and barbarians were terrified: Could it be that the big man is really blessed by the gods?

Unknowingly, even the most tyrannical barbarians lost their rebellion.

In the camp not far away, Huang Ji excitedly took a firework and lit it, only to see the straw paper wrapped in gunpowder sizzling, and when it burned to the end, there was no sound suddenly.

Huang Ji's expression of interest became extremely disappointing, and she yelled: "Why didn't it ring?"

Guan Ji, who was standing by the side, ignored her, staring at the firework in her hand with her beautiful eyes, and said silently in her heart, "Fly...fly...fly!"

Then she only felt a shock in her hand, and then there was a "thump", and the fireworks flew into the sky as she wished, bursting into a burst of sparks.

"good!"

Guan Ji, who is usually indifferent, jumped up like a little doll who got her favorite toy.

Subconsciously reached out to grab the fireworks again, only to find that it was empty.

Turning around to look, I saw Huang Ji crossing her arms and looking at her with a sneer, Zhao Guang opened his mouth, looking like an idiot looking at the sky, his saliva was about to flow down, it was Li Yi, Wang Xun and others, all of them Regretful look.

The only exception is Feng Yong, who is looking helpless.

Squibs were thrown all over the floor.

Prepared a hundred fireworks, only about thirty went off...

Then the fireworks that flew into the air exploded only a dozen or so.

The pass rate is so **** low!

"Gone?"

Guan Ji withdrew her hand in disappointment, turned her head to look at the sky, and the last trail of smoke disappeared into the air.

Feeling like claws scratching his heart, he asked extremely unwillingly, "Such a good thing, why didn't brother prepare more?"

"Yes, yes!" Huang Ji was extremely rare to be on the same front as Guan Ji, "Brother, let's do more tomorrow!"

Feng Yong glanced at the few people who showed eager eyes, and said angrily, "Where did you get the sulfur?"

It is not easy to save some sulfur.

The brimstone on Feng Yong's hand was obtained by Zhao Guang, and the source was Zhuge Jun.

Zhuge Jun is the younger brother of Zhuge Liang. He once served as the captain of Changshui in the Han Dynasty. Later, because he didn't like the fatigue of copywriting, he resigned from his official position and concentrated on Qingxiu.

Zhao Guang was sent to Zhuge Jun by Zhao Yun to be a Taoist boy for a period of time because he was too esoteric when he was young.

Zhuge Jun is a student of Taoism, so alchemy is unavoidable.

Alchemy often uses sulfur.

After Zhuge Jun traveled around, there were a lot of things left in the alchemy room.

Feng Yong had already thought about making gunpowder when he used nitrate to make ice two years ago. Unfortunately, Zhao Guang ransacked Zhuge Jun's alchemy room, which means he got a little sulfur.

The hot and humid place in the south is prone to mange, prickly heat, etc., and even various skin infections caused by it. In this era where there is no special medicine, it is not a big trouble.

Sulfur is a kind of medicinal material, which can disinfect and sterilize, and has a good medical effect on skin diseases caused by mold and scabies, so Feng Yong naturally takes this sulfur with him when he goes south.

But what I didn't expect was that this bit of sulfur was not used on the skin in the end, but it was used in the sky.

However, the quality of nitrate is not good at present, and the purity of sulfur is even worse. Therefore, the power of black powder, which was originally insufficient in explosive power, is further reduced, and it is only suitable for making fireworks.

Fireworks are simple and easy to make, but the quality is not easy to pass.

Now that this group of people has let go of everything at once, I even feel dissatisfied.

"Look for it! Tell someone to look for it again!" Huang Ji was about to gnash her teeth, and whispered to Zhao Guang, "Why don't you try to find more?"

The tone is as if he was about to push the crystal in a wave and suddenly dropped the line, patting the keyboard and calling the network administrator.

"Huh?" Zhao Guang lay on his gun and said innocently, "Sister, Third Uncle Zhuge only kept this little, and now I don't know where he is..."

"I'm so stupid, I didn't know what you learned from Zhuge Sanshu back then! I don't even know where to find sulfur!"

Huang Ji was extremely dissatisfied.

"Where can I find it? Do you think this sulfur is easy to find?"

It was Feng Yong who helped Zhao Guang and said, "There are quite a lot of them in the Western Regions, can you find them?"

After finishing speaking, I didn't care about this wild girl anymore, turned around and told Buqu who was still stretching her neck to look at the sky, "What's there to see if it's gone? Quick, put away these incombustible things. .”

Put it away, disassemble it and pour out the gunpowder inside, so that you can make new fireworks again, Feng Yongcai will not tell them.

This is the first time I do this, the pass rate is low.

And it doesn't even have a color, so it doesn't look good.

However, it is not easy to make a firework. That is to say, the papermaking technology has been improved. Otherwise, depending on the quality of the paper before, it is still a question of whether ten fireworks can be ignited.

Although the fireworks are nothing to watch, for the barbarians who saw them for the first time, the effect was surprisingly good.

After the barbarian kings and Yishuai who had some brains were shocked, their faces turned a little pale.

Turning their heads to look at the people who were still prostrate on the ground, a thought flashed in their hearts: Nanzhong, the sky is about to change...

Meng Huo looked back at Meng Yan who was not far away.

Meng Yan had a complex expression, felt Meng Huo's gaze, met Meng Huo's gaze, and forced a smile.

Meng Huo had a gloating smile on his face—it's true that I'm going to live in Jincheng, but you'll be better off staying in Nanzhong?

The means of the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, if you want to say who feels the most deeply in Nanzhong, there is no one else except yourself.

This move directly set the situation for the next 20 or 30 years of Nanzhong.

At least for the past 20 or 30 years, the prestige of the emperor of the Han Dynasty and the prime minister of the Han Dynasty will be unmatched in Nanzhong.

As for how many barbarian kings and Yishuais there will be in 20 or 30 years, it depends on how big the appetite of the big man is.

From the vicious methods of the ghost king, it can be seen that the big man's appetite should not be too small.

When the time comes, the place of detention will become a real county, and that will be the most normal thing.

After the meeting, Zhuge Liang ordered the prefects of each county to settle down to their posts, and then led the army back to the division victoriously, and joined forces with Ma Zhong, the prefect of Zangke, and Pingyi. When passing through the pass of Pingyi County, I saw the majestic seven peaks at the pass, stretching and straight, winding like a seven-star Big Dipper, so I built an altar at the pass and lit seven-star lanterns, praying that the great man will never move.

It is Qixing Pass that got its name officially.

Among the barbarians in the South and Central China, only Huo Aji from Pingyi County was the most loyal and brave.

At the same time, Huo'aji's tribe is called the first tribe in Nanzhong, and it is the way of the barbarians in Nanzhong.

At the same time, salt, brocade robes, etc. will be given every year.

Huo Aji wore a brocade robe given by the great man and a crown given by the emperor of the great Han. He bowed his head in tears and kowtowed in thanks, and vowed to guard the territory for the great man forever.

Feng Tubie watched the whole process blankly.

I thought that this old demon Zhuge was addicted to making alliances, so if he did it casually, Huo Aji's tribe would be completely bound to the chariot of the big man.

For the sake of the name of the No. 1 tribe in Nanzhong, if someone in Nanzhong rebelled again, even if the big man couldn't spare for a while, Huo'aji's tribe would take the initiative to destroy them.

The merits engraved on this stone tablet seem to be an honor, but at the same time it is also a burden.

One day the stele stands there, and Huo'aji's tribe has to fight for the big man for one day.

To put it bluntly, this is equivalent to taking out some salt and a few pieces of clothes every year, and let this tribe guard the Qixing Pass for the big man, and suppress the chaos of the southern and central barbarians at any time.

Moreover, it also has the role of setting an example by buying bones with thousands of dollars.

For the Han, salt was not a problem at all—the salt wells in Qianwei County used to produce salt not only for Sichuan and Shu, but also for Jingzhou, Liangzhou, Guanzhong and other places.

But in the eyes of Huo Aji, and even in the eyes of his tribe, this is a great favor bestowed by the great man.

Because salt is the most scarce thing for the Yi people, as for the brocade robe, it is the clothes that God only has.

So Huo Aji took the initiative to ask to go to Jincheng to meet the Han Emperor, and wanted his sons to live in Jincheng and learn the Han culture.

In December of the same year, Zhuge Liang finally led his army back to Jincheng.

The emperor of the Han Dynasty Liu Chan personally greeted him ten miles outside the city, and at the same time ordered all the officials to go thirty miles to meet him.

(end of this chapter)

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