If a plan can be used for a hundred years or more, of course it is best, but in most cases, ten or twenty years is already very impressive, and it may only be an outline.

, is the general direction. When it comes to specific matters, today's plan may need to be revised tomorrow.

For example, yesterday the master of the house said he wanted to eat spicy hotpot tomorrow, and then after a nap, he wanted to eat maocai. Although they are both spicy, they have two names and different methods...

Just like the Xiongnu and the Southern Xiongnu, they are two different things.

As the first nation to almost fully accept Han culture - well, this first naturally starts from Feiqian to Bingbei - the current state of the Southern Xiongnu is very interesting.

On the one hand, the Southern Huns still maintain some of their original structures, such as Chanyu, King Youxian, etc., but these positions are like the F area on the keyboard. Sometimes they are useful, but most of the time they are not used.

Can't catch it.

On the other hand, the Chinese culture accepted by the Southern Xiongnu was so profound that most of the Southern Xiongnu people could speak Chinese, and this was even more true for the children of the Southern Xiongnu. Some of them even spoke Chinese better than those from the Han region.

The children in the middle are even more nimble.

After all, this place in Southern Xiongnu can be regarded as Feiqian's first "education demonstration base"...

"Da Chanyu!" Fei Qian laughed, opened his hands and hugged Hufro, and then looked up and down, "Haha, Da Chanyu looks good..."

Humphrey also laughed, and then patted his belly, "No, look at my belly, it's getting fatter and fatter. If this continues, I'm afraid even the horses won't be able to carry me..."

Fei Qian also smiled, "It doesn't matter, just change it to a good horse! Wait two days and I will send you some horses! They are all good horses from Dawan in the Western Region!"

"Really?" Yu Fulo's eyes lit up, "Dawan's bloody horse?"

"I don't even have a sweaty horse... Haha, that horse is really rare!" Fei Qian smiled and said, "I sent people to look for it in the Western Regions, but they never found it... Hey, but I gave it to you

Yours is not bad either, you will know when the time comes..."

Humphrey nodded repeatedly, "Hahaha, that's natural..."

The two people were talking and walking forward.

This is considered the royal court of the Southern Huns, but this royal court is different from all the barbarian royal courts in the grasslands and deserts.

A normal barbarian royal court would have a huge royal tent in the middle, surrounded by circles of tents, but now...

Where can I find a house that is comfortable to live in a tent?

People like a dry and refreshing environment. If they stay in a humid and dirty place for a long time, not to mention whether they will get sick or not, the skin will easily break out in a rash if it lasts for a day or two. If it is not controlled, scratching may lead to infection...

…

Comparatively speaking, a house has better ventilation, better insect protection, and a better living environment than a tent. So much so that the current royal tent of the Southern Huns is actually a large round house, except that the outside is

It was just surrounded by a curtain.

The surrounding roads are also paved with stone slabs, and gravel is filled between the stone slabs to avoid muddy mud on rainy days. On both sides of the road, there are more houses than tents, which are similar to the royal tents, with some Patterned curtains are used as decoration outside the house and should represent a certain status.

Humphrey's royal tent was very large, even bigger than when he used the tent before. After accommodating Fei Qian, Humphrey and others, as well as their respective personal guards, etc., there was still no place in the king's tent. It will feel very crowded.

Of course, if we forcefully force people into the king's tent, there will probably only be about a hundred people. As it is now, the total number of people from both sides is less than thirty, so naturally there will be no pressure.

Humphrey seemed very interested. He not only called out his wife, but also called his children to see Feiqian. Obviously Humphrey was very interested in having children, or in terms of heirs. Hufro felt that he was far superior to Fei Qian, and laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows.

Fei Qian also called out Fei Zhen, and then greeted each other.

In such an atmosphere, everything was so harmonious, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and the banquet lasted from morning to evening.

The bonfire is lit, reflecting the night sky.

Fei Qian and Hufro told each other some interesting stories, burst out laughing from time to time, and toasted each other, but Fei Qian often drank at random, while Hufro drank one bowl after another.

The Han people and the Southern Huns sang and danced together around the bonfire. Some Southern Xiongnu women were swaying by the bonfire while looking at the Han people. Then, with a glance, they led the Han soldiers to a nearby house or In the tent, the young man from the Southern Huns looked at him angrily...

A night of silence.

Although Yu Fulo didn't mind sharing a few wives with Fei Qian, Fei Qian was not as interested in this kind of thing as Lao Cao, so he pretended to be drunk to cover it up. Anyway, Xu Chu stopped at the door, and these Yu Chu If Fu Luo's wife could defeat Xu Chu in force, then Fei Qian would really want to get up and meet her.

The next day, there was another lively breakfast. Fei Qian made an appointment with Yu Fulo to go to Yinshan City in two days, and then took the people back...

Humphrey was almost helped to stand firm, and said goodbye to Fei Qian, smelling of alcohol.

But when Fei Qian and his party disappeared over the horizon, and Yuvrou staggered back to his royal tent, he didn't even fall down, nor did his feet shake. He walked straight to the throne in the middle and sat down. , and then remained silent.

The light at the curtain of the king's tent flickered, and Yu Fuluo's three sons walked in, caressing their chests and bowing to Yu Fulu, "Father..."

"Come!" Humphrey waved.

Humphrey's third son looked most like Humphrey. He was still in his youth, and he was also very good at bow and horse. Humphrey naturally placed relatively high expectations on him.

"Do you feel aggrieved for not being able to attend the banquet last night?" Humphrey asked.

The third prince shook his head and said, "My father must have arranged this arrangement with your father's intention...how can I say that I am not aggrieved?"

Yuvro nodded and said: "Qiusi, he seems to be smiling and honest, but in fact he is extremely cunning. He suffered a lot as a father... So I am worried that if you show up, you will He noticed something..."

The third prince was a little puzzled.

"Look... among the people in the clan today, apart from us older generations, how many of your age still speak Shiwei language? How many of us remember our own etiquette?" ?" As Yuv Luo was talking, he became a little indignant, "When we meet each other, do we use our Shiwei etiquette more, or do we use Han people's etiquette more? When talking, I want to speak all in Chinese, even if You can’t speak the whole sentence, but you have to mix in a few Chinese words to show your ability... Is that ability? Ah? Every time I see this... Hi!"

Yuvro patted his chest, exhaled, and then continued, "I learned these Han things back then to strengthen our own tribe and understand the strengths and weaknesses of our opponents. It was not to show off or to be in front of my tribe." What to show, but these young people in the tribe now... So I don't let you learn these Han people's things, and I don't let you use them. I want you to know that we are the sons of the plow, and we belong to the grassland and the desert. Shiwei people... we will go back one day... we will go back one day..."

Humphrey said, but his voice that should have been excited actually dropped. Perhaps because of the strength of the wine, or perhaps because of fatigue, his expression was a little sluggish. After sighing, he said, "Your father, I can't make it." , now all hope is on you... You have to learn your skills well and don't be influenced by those fancy Han things... We Shiwei people, after all, belong to the grassland..."

"Now we are here, just waiting for the opportunity, as long as that day..." Yuvrou's voice became lower and lower, "As long as one day, one day... there is..."

The third prince listened, and then there was no sound after a while. He couldn't help but look up, and saw that Yuvrou was lying on the throne, snoring and sleeping.

Humphrey was not young anymore. After a day of tossing, even if he pretended to be drunk, his energy was exhausted. After Fei Qian left, the string in his heart loosened, and naturally he could not suppress the exhaustion and fell into a coma. sleep.

"..." The third prince stood up quietly, was silent for a while, and then covered Humphrey with a leather blanket. He walked out of the royal tent, turned the corner, and bumped into Humphrey's Eldest son.

"Hello, big brother..." The third prince saluted with one hand on his chest.

"What's the point of being a big brother..." A young tribesman next to the eldest prince imitated in a strange way, "This should be done, come on, learn a little bit, put your hands in one place, forward, like this, and then say, "I've seen you before. "Brother", do you know if you want to call "brother"? Brother Tiantian, what kind of cutting..."

"Forget it..." The eldest prince waved his hand, "Third brother is different from others... It's just that, third brother, I'm a little strange, father... father likes you so much, why didn't he let you out last night?

Where are you meeting the hussar general?"

"Does this need to be said? He must be afraid that he might say something wrong or do something wrong for a while, and then anger the General Hussar! What if... hahaha, wouldn't it be... hahaha..." The follower laughed happily.

Get up and say, "Did you see it? This is what the Cavalry General awarded to our eldest prince! This is called Han Jade! The so-called humble gentleman is worthy of a jade emperor! What does this mean? It means that the Cavalry General likes our eldest prince! He recognizes our eldest prince!"

But I don’t know... what did the Cavalry General give you, the third prince? Huh?”

The third prince stepped aside, and then walked away, "I don't have any reward... Brother, um, brother, if nothing happens, I will leave first..."

"You! Rude!"

The follower was about to say anything more, but was stopped by the eldest prince, "Okay, third brother, please do your business..."

Watching the third prince walking away, the eldest prince narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly, "How do you say that? By the way, rotten wood cannot be carved!"

"Exactly! Confucius said, "Rotten wood cannot be carved, nor can a wall of dung be demolished!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

……\(^o^)/……

On the other side, halfway through, Fei Qian's drunken look also turned away, leaving Fei Zhen stunned for a moment.

Fei Qian chuckled, if he didn't have this ability, he would think back then... Well, forget it, the days when he would drink with big and small leaders in the future would be unbearable to look back on. If he didn't have the skills to pretend to be drunk, then he would really have to be with him.

Already.

Huang Xu handed over a small bamboo tube. After opening it, a sour smell hit his nostrils. Fei Qian took a sip and suddenly shivered, and most of the remaining drunkenness dissipated.

Fei Qian closed the lid, threw it back to Huang Xu, and then waved to Fei Zhen.

"I didn't ask you anything along the way..." Fei Qian said, "Do you know why?"

Feizhen nodded and said, "I know, my father didn't ask because he didn't want me to think only about the questions my father asked. Instead, I should read more and think more about... all the questions..."

Fei Qian gently turned the riding crop, "Then tell me first, what do you think of the Southern Xiongnu...?"

"The Southern Huns are dead!" Fei Zhen said in a deep voice.

"How can you see it?" Fei Qian asked.

"Virtue overflows with fame, fame overflows with violence, wisdom comes from gossip, knowledge comes from fighting, firewood comes from guarding, and the fruit of official affairs comes from the people. When it rains in the spring, the grass and trees grow angrily, so Yao Ji begins to build, and the grass and trees come.

More than half of them don’t know what’s going on..." Feizhen said slowly, "That’s it..."

Fei Qian turned around, "Huh? Have you read Zhuangzi?"

Feizhen nodded and said: "I took a book written by Er Niang from Pingyang Library..."

"Ha, you haven't even finished reading Spring and Autumn..." Fei Qian said slowly, "Being greedy for too much is not a good thing..."

"My child, remember, I only took this one..." Feizhen said, "I picked it up conveniently at that time, and happened to read "Confucianism's Poems and Rituals at the Tomb"... I thought it was interesting, so I took it and looked at it...

…』

Fei Qian laughed and nodded, "That's okay... Zhuangzi has a lot of extreme remarks, so don't believe them all. You should screen them carefully..."

Feizhen asked: "Why?"

Fei Qian turned around and said, "Just like "Confucianism uses poetry and etiquette to carry tombs." Are all those who carry tombs in the world Confucian?"

Feizhen nodded and said: "My child understands, just like Spring and Autumn, don't stop studying."
To be continued...