Chapter 81: "Breaking Dragon City"

Among all the Khans of the Xiongnu, Li Guang and others hated the most was Maodun Shanyu. After Maodan pacified the city and surrounded Emperor Gaozu, the suicide note was high, countless Han people were clenched. Although decades have passed, this hatred has not only not weakened, but has become stronger.

"Old thief Maodun, you have today too!" Li Guang waved his fist, his huge head shaking, and his big mouth broke directly into his ears. This was one of the most joyful words he had heard in his life.

"Old thief Maodun, Cheng Buzhi wants to dig your grave!" Cheng Buzhi waved his arms vigorously, his teeth clenched, and his eyes shot out, and he kept jumping on the ground.

"Mordun old thief..." Wei Qing, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Yi, Qin Wuhui, Ding Jun, Zhang Tong, all waved their arms and cursed word by word.

"Don't be anxious, sit down first! We have to discuss this matter well!" However, what surprised them was that Zhou Yang actually looked calm and composed.

"Master, what are you waiting for? Let's dig first!" Li Guang's anxious man rushed to complain.

Li Guang cannot be blamed. They really liked the digging of Maodun’s grave. He wanted to dig it out immediately. How could he wait? Even if it was a torture.

"Yes! Grandmaster, let's dig first!" Cheng Bushi, Wei Qing and the others agreed loudly.

"Sit down first!" Zhou Yang said with a solemn face, "It is certainly hateful that Maodun's old thief was trapped in Gaozu. After he was in abdicated, China has never been so shamed and angry. But you should think that digging the grave of Maodun's old thief is not just to vent his anger! If it is just to vent his anger, it is better not to dig it."

This tone of words is not high, but it has a powerful force that makes people dare not resist. Li Guang and the others have to temporarily suppress their anxiety and sit down.

"Master, is there any specialty to dig the grave?" Li Guang was a famous general and was an expert in using troops to fight. As for political affairs, he was not good at understanding Zhou Yang's meaning, so he took the lead in asking.

What he said was exactly what Cheng Bushi, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian and others were asking, all of which were looking at Zhou Yang and waiting for Zhou Yang to explain.

Only Wei Qing, with his eyebrows tightly frowning, fell into deep thought. The reason why Wei Qing became a famous general who has been famous throughout the ages is not only because he has outstanding military talents, but also because he has a view of the overall situation and can think about the overall situation. He is an excellent strategist. Zhou Yang's words reminded him that he had some understanding.

Zhou Yang did not answer Li Guang's question, but looked at Wei Qing and asked, "Wei Qing, have you thought of it?"

"Master, the general has not thought about it carefully before. After being reminded by the general, he will gain something." Wei Qing pondered for a while and replied humbly.

"Tell them what you think." Zhou Yang admired Wei Qing's ability to react. Wei Qing was indeed a famous general for all ages and able to create the legend of "Shanyu's escape at night", because he had extraordinary talents.

"No!" Wei Qing received the order, and first said humbly: "The last thing is to think a little. If there is something missing, please ask the general to correct me."

"Oh! General Wei, tell me quickly! What a secret? You are a general, not a stinky literary man!" Li Guang was very angry and urged loudly.

His urging immediately attracted Cheng Buzhi and others to agree loudly.

"Everyone, just imagine that the old thief Maodun unified the Huns, defeated the Donghu, escaped Yuezhi, trapped Emperor Gao, and slaughtered Gao Gao. This was a major event that had never happened in the history of the Huns in a thousand years." Wei Qing began to explain to them in the expectation of everyone: "The old thief Maodun has a high status in the minds of the Huns. He surpassed any Shanyu, and the Kunlun gods were not inferior to the gods believed in by the Huns..."

"That's right!" Li Guang agreed with this and took over the conversation: "For this old thief, the Huns were willing to shed blood and not care about life and death to regain his grave! Although I hate this old thief, I have to say that this old thief can make the Huns love so much, and they can ignore life and death. If this is the case, there is no regret!"

"Yes! If life is like this, what's the regret?" Cheng Buzhi couldn't help but agree: "Although the old thief was a disaster, it was unprecedented, but he had to admit that the old thief was indeed extraordinary!"

In order to regain Maodun's grave, the Huns did not care about life and death, and went on one after another, no different from the madman. It was Li Guang and others who personally defeated the Huns' enthusiasm. They were very moved by this matter.

As enemies, they hated the Huns, but did not erase Maodun's valuableness. This kind of mind is truly rare!

"The old thief Maodun surrounded Gaozu and after he was too arrogant, the shame of China was unprecedented. Everyone has anger." Wei Qinghu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he was full of hatred: "Even I, I wish I could eat his flesh, drink his blood, eat his marrow, crush his bones, and raise his ashes. However, the old thief Maodun was the greatest Chanyu of the Huns. We must dig out his tomb!"

Wei Qing looked angry, his right hand clenched into a fist, and the joints made a sound of a plaid.

"Digging Maodun's grave is not to vent his hatred. Of course, we will be happy only if we dig his grave!" Zhou Yang took the conversation and then analyzed: "Digging Maodun's grave is to destroy the sustenance in the hearts of the Huns. We must make the Huns have no thoughts and no way to place their hopes. If Maodun's grave is still there, the Huns will definitely cry on his grave. Over time, a rebellious heart will be born. Therefore, Maodun's grave must be dug out!"

After a moment of pause, the light flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes and his voice suddenly turned high: "Not only will the tomb of the old thief Maodun be dug, but all the tombs of the Shanyu in Longcheng be dug out! Also, Longcheng is also going to be destroyed!"

Although these measures seem cruel, they are necessary. If only Maodun’s grave is dug, then without Maodun’s grave, can’t the Huns go to other Chanyu’s graves to cry? Therefore, all Chanyu’s graves must be dug out.

Longcheng is the holy land of the Xiongnu, the burial place of the Shanyu of all dynasties. It has a sacred status in the minds of the Xiongnu. If Longcheng was not destroyed, even if there were no tombs of the Shanyu of all dynasties, wouldn’t the Xiongnu come here to worship and cry?

Only when the Dragon City was destroyed could the Huns have no place to worship. Of course, in the first period, the Huns would want to destroy the tombs and holy places of the Shanyu in the first period. However, as time went by, the descendants of the Huns did not know about these things. By then, the holy land Dragon City only existed in legends, and they could not even find the place where they were. After some time, perhaps the Huns would not even know about the Dragon City.

If the Dragon City is not destroyed, the Huns will know where the Dragon City is, and will come here to worship and cry, and grow hatred. The unyielding seed master will sprout. One day, the Huns will rebel again. Only in this way can they not leave any possibility of rebellion for the Huns!

"We must destroy Longcheng!" Li Guang and the others were excellent generals, not outstanding politicians, and they might not understand what Zhou Yang planned. However, they hated the Huns and felt that this matter was very satisfying, and they all agreed loudly.

"This is broken! After it is broken, you have to be erected!" Zhou Yang changed his tone in the voices of everyone's approval: "I have thought about it. We dug the grave of the old thief Maodun and erected a Han stele there!"

"Haha!" The generals laughed in unison, their laughter was loud and loud, and they were extremely happy.

"The old thief Maodun is powerful. He never dreamed that the place where his grave would be our place of merit, a wonderful thing! A wonderful thing!" This time, veteran Cheng Bushi did not recognize Li Guang's opportunity to express his opinion and rushed to speak.

"There is nothing better than this! I want to drink three hundred cups of wine!" Li Guang held his beard and smiled so hard that his nose and eyes were squeezed into a ball.

Maodun was trapped by Emperor Gaozu and was too tall, and once wanted to enter the Central Plains. The Han Dynasty placed the monument of Ji Gong at the location of his tomb, which was a great irony for Maodun, and there was nothing more pleasant than this.

Not only did Li Guang suddenly become drunk and clamored to drink 300 cups, but Cheng Bushi, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, and other ones were not like this? They were military generals, and the good thing was the thing in the cup. How could they not drink 300 cups of wine in front of such a wonderful thing?

"Don't be busy drinking first. It's not too late to drink after the matter is over." Zhou Yang waved his hand to stop them.

Although Li Guang and the others were reluctant, they still followed Zhou Yang's intention and asked, "Master, what else should I discuss?"

"The reason for erecting this monument is not only to satirize the old thief of Maodun, but to leave a thorn for the Huns, so that the Huns will always know the strength of the Han Dynasty and the military power of the Han Dynasty!" Zhou Yang scratched his forehead and said, "When he set out, he didn't think of this layer. Now he thought about it, but he didn't know how to do this article? You all come up with ideas, what should I write on this monument?"

When Zhou Yang received the news of the Shanyu's rebellion, he felt extremely stressed and thought about how to defeat the Huns. As for what measures the Han Dynasty should take after defeating the Huns, he had never thought about it. It was not that Zhou Yang could not have imagined it, but that he had no time to think about it, because the heavy military affairs occupied his energy and time.

Now that the Huns have been defeated, they have to deal with these things. They just realized that they had shortcomings at the beginning and did not plan for the matter after victory. The matter of erecting the monument is not to praise the merits, but to intimidate the Huns and make the Huns afraid forever.

Thinking about history, Huo Qubing sealed Langjuxu and erected a Han stele on Langjuxu Mountain, which made the Huns frightened. It was because it was not just a stone tablet, but also represented the strength of the Han Dynasty and the military power of the Han Dynasty. This shocked the Huns very well.

Some scholars in later generations did not understand Huo Qubing's intentions. They accused Huo Qubing of erecting this stone tablet, which was purely accusation.

"This..." The generals felt difficult.

"Haha! Grandmaster, you ask us about this, but you have asked the wrong person. You should ask those scholars!" Li Guang stroked his forehead and laughed: "If you want to charge into battle, the last general will be fine. But Grandmaster, if you want to think about these things, don't look for the last general! The last general will only know how to fight and don't do anything."

His words were spoken on behalf of a group of generals. These generals were experts in warfare, and it was difficult for them to do things when they were doing things. They were holding pens instead of using pens, but using swords.

"Master, you should think about it yourself. Let's go drink!" Wei Qing also cleared it away.

The generals applauded his proposal and asked the soldiers to bring the horse's breasts, grabbed the leather bag, and drank it hard. It was extremely comfortable and extremely happy.

"Master, take it!" Li Guang handed Zhou Yang a sack of horse breasts, drank it hard, and smiled at Zhou Yang with a smile: "Master, drink it! This is a pleasure! As I said, if we can't think of a good article, we won't write the article, just write about the Master defeating the Huns here, wouldn't it be enough?"

"Digging the grave of the old thief Maodun here!" Cheng Buzhi took over the conversation and said with a smile: "This is even more enjoyable!"

All the generals surrounded him and made suggestions, but nothing could be used.

Zhou Yang was drinking horse breasts and scratching his forehead, and he regretted it. Why didn’t he become a literary youth and learn to write articles? It really doesn’t work. It’s good to go to Qidian to write two books, and it’s good to practice your skills.

Articles that engrave stones and legongs should not be written randomly, they must be well written. They must be imposing, and must have the power of thunder and have a deterrent effect. Otherwise, if the article is not well written, it will ridicule the Huns and will not have a deterrent effect.

Frankly speaking, Dou Xian's military achievements in the north attacking the Huns were far inferior to Huo Qubing's Fenglangjuxu and Wei Qing's Shanyu escaped at night, but Dou Xian's Yanran's merits had a great impact on later generations. The reason was that Ban Gu's huge pen wrote a brilliant statement, which had a huge shock to the Huns.

Sometimes, an article is worth thousands of troops. If such articles are engraved on the memorial monument, it will have a better deterrence effect on the Huns.

Zhou Yang thought about it before and after, but had no clue. It takes inspiration to do articles. Zhou Yang has no inspiration, so it is impossible to write articles. Not to mention, he is not good at this. Of course, people who are not good at writing articles are not without good articles, but the possibility is too low. Liu Bang's "The Song of the Great Wind" is a good example.

"Why didn't I bring Sima Xiangru with me?" Zhou Yang regretted it very much, why didn't he think of this at the beginning?

When Dou Xian went north, he brought the famous historian Ban Gu to "Le Yan Ranming"? It was necessary to bring a literary master of this scale, but he couldn't think about it at the beginning and regretted it too late.

"Master, the emperor's will." Just as Zhou Yang was thinking, Zhao Ponu hurried in, holding a copper tube in his hand, and handed it to Zhou Yang.

"The Emperor's will?" Li Guang and the others stopped drinking, looked at the copper tube, and their faces were solemn.

"Take it!" Zhou Yang snatched it over, pulled out the silk, spread it out in a few seconds, and browsed it. His bright eyes suddenly widened, with a look of surprise on his face, staring at the silk, as if something big had happened.

"Master, what does the emperor say?"

"Is something wrong?" The generals were very surprised. Zhou Yang was the kind of person who had a dissatisfaction with Mount Tai collapsed before him. There were few things that were so surprised that many generals could guess.

"What happened? What happened?" Zhou Yang was a little surprised. He looked at the generals, then returned to the silk, browsed again. A head swayed from left to right, muttering in his mouth, and his face was intoxicated, which made him even more intoxicated than drinking a thousand cups of mellow wine.

Since Li Guang and the others met Zhou Yang, they had never seen Zhou Yang perform like this. They were like two vindictive men and were confused. They could only open their eyes and stare at Zhou Yang, making a gurgling sound in their throats.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Li Guang finally couldn't help but ask.

"Yes! Grandmaster, you talk!" The generals urged in unison.

"General Fei, you just said that you want to drink three hundred cups! In my opinion, we want to drink a thousand cups!" Zhou Yang shook the silk in his hand and said mysteriously: "Guess, what is this?"

"Master, do you still need to guess? It's the emperor's will!" Li Guang quickly said, and first of all he was dissatisfied: "What's hard to guess?"

"No!" Zhou Yang rejected it with one sentence.

"Master, can it not be the emperor's will?" Cheng Buzhi shook his head unconsciously. Zhou Yang was too capable of causing trouble. Everyone knew it was the will of Emperor Wu of Han, and Zhou Yang's lie was too unreasonable.

"It's not the emperor's will, it can also be said to be the emperor's will!" Zhou Yang's next words made Li Guang and the others even more confused. He wanted to ask, but fortunately, Zhou Yang directly said the whole story: "This is an article written by Sima Changqing for us to carve stones and is called "Borang City"!"

Zhou Yang was worried about not having good articles on carving stones and leveraging the article "Born Dragon City" sent by Emperor Wu of Han. This was a coincidence? The generals were unbelievable and looked at the silk in Zhou Yang's hand without saying anything, but only with wide eyes.

"Master, how is it written?" Li Guang reacted first, relaxed his arms and grabbed them, his eyes widened, and he looked at them.

"You have said everything you think in your heart! Express your feelings!" Zhou Yang praised him loudly and poured his horse milk: "Okay! Good! Like a pen! Changqing is worthy of being a master of the eternal age!"

Sima Xiangru is a famous writer in Chinese history. His poems and poems have been passed down for thousands of years. Even though two thousand years have passed, Zhou Yang is still well-known for this person. Today I read his masterpiece and I feel happy!

"Happy! Happy!" Li Guang cheered loudly, grabbed the leather bag and sucked the horse's breasts hard, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"I, Li Guang, can only dance swords and move swords, but I have not read articles." Li Guang's voice was extremely high: "I have read Mei Cheng's "Qianfa" and Zhuang Ji's masterpiece, but I have never read such a good article. He said all the things I want to say but can't say in my heart! Sima Xiangru, like a bug in my belly, is so clear about my thoughts! Do you!"

He raised his leather bag, drank it in one breath, threw it away, and shouted: "Wine comes!"

When Li Guang read, Cheng Bushi, Wei Qing and the others squeezed over and stretched their necks to read it. They only felt that this article expresses their thoughts and said nothing about them. They were still imposing and were full of passion and ambitions that made people feel like they were boiling even if thousands of people were born. In Sima Xiangru's writing, the strength of the Han Dynasty and the military power of the Han Dynasty were like thunder and lightning, which shocked, fascinated, and unexpectedly gave rise to a sense of admiration.

"Happy! Happy!" Cheng Buzhi and others shouted in unison and fed the horse's breasts hard. A sack of leather was still insufficient. They asked the soldiers to send the horse's breasts and fed them again.

"This article can be accompanied by wine, drink a thousand cups of wine! Come on, do it!" Zhou Yang stood up, held the leather bag, with a look of pleasure on his face.

"I, Li Guang, fought a large and small battle, and there were dozens of them. I drank even more often, and I had never been as happy as I am today!" Li Guang was intoxicated and his voice was extremely high: "Qi Wenzuo, let's drink him until he gets drunk!"

"Don't stop when you get drunk!" Everyone agreed in unison, and the leather bags touched each other.

Everyone drank the horse's breasts from one leather bag and one leather bag until they finally got drunk.

"Master, why did Changqing's article be delivered at this time? Is it a coincidence or was it arranged by the emperor deliberately?" Li Guang, who was drunk, asked in a dream.

"Snooze! Snooze!" The next moment, Li Guang's heart was louder than thunder.

"Sound! Spoil!" Zhou Yang, Cheng Bushi, Wei Qing, Zhang Tong, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Yi, Qin Wuhui, Ding Jun and others' heart-warming voices followed.

I saw Zhou Yang and the others lying drunk on the ground in the tent of the coach. Your arms pressed against my legs, and my legs pressed against him. You squeezed me. There was no difference between a commander and a general, but only the deep friendship of living and dying together.
Chapter completed!