Shuben City was the Shuofang City of the Great Han Dynasty. It was a very important city in the north of the Great Han Dynasty. Before Shuofang City was built, this place was occupied by the Xiongnu people. The Xiongnu people had lived here for many years, and this region had a famous name, the Hetao region.
During the Han-Xiong War, the Xiongnu gathered a large number of troops to attack Yuyang and Shanggu. Wei Qing led the army to attack the Hetao region, and through a series of battles, they chased the Xiongnu people out of the Hetao region.
This battle was the first battle of the Great Han Dynasty against the Xiongnu people. Wei Qing led 40 thousand troops out from Yunzhong and used a 'flank attack' tactic. They circled west to the back of the Xiongnu army and quickly occupied Gaque, cutting off the connection between the Xiongnu people and the Chanyu Imperial Court. Following which, Wei Qing led the elite cavalry and flew down south to the west of Long County, surrounding the White Sheep King and Lou Fan King. When the White Sheep King and Lou Fan King saw that the situation was not good, they panicked and led their troops to escape. The Han army captured a few thousand enemy soldiers and stole a million livestock, completely controlling the Hetao region.
The Hetao region had plenty of water and grass, and it was a strategic location. Hanwu Emperor felt that this place was a good place, so he ordered the construction of Shuofang City, Shuofang Prefecture, and Wuyuan Prefecture. He moved 100 thousand people from the inner regions to live there and even repaired the fortress and river defenses built by Meng Tian. Just like that, not only did they remove the threat of the Xiongnu cavalry, but they also built a forward base to counterattack the Xiongnu people.
Hence, Shuofang City was a very important city in the north to the Great Han Dynasty. It was also the governing area of the Shuofang Prefecture, and its importance in the Great Han Dynasty was obvious.
Because of the importance of Shuofang Prefecture, the Shuofang City during the Great Han Dynasty was not a small city. It was a huge city, a majestic city. Unfortunately, only a few broken walls remained, and the new Shuofang City was not far away.
The reason why Shuofang City, which had disappeared during the Great Han Dynasty, was later called the Old City of Shiben was because this name was a dialect. After the Great Han Dynasty, the North had always been a place where various ethnic minorities fought for hegemony. Naturally, they would use their own language to call this city.
Very soon, Ang Lee's group arrived at the ruins of the old city. After arriving, Ang Lee once again felt a sense of desolation. The Shuofang City of the Great Han Dynasty was very large, but the ruins before him were very small and scattered. Just from the remnants of the ruins, it was very difficult to imagine that this used to be an important city in the north of the Great Han Dynasty, a city with a large population.
The broken walls here were too dilapidated. The tallest part of the wall was only slightly taller than a person. Most of them were only half the height of a person. It seemed very short.
Ang Lee walked to one of the broken walls and gently squatted down. He touched the broken wall, feeling the weight of history and the ruthlessness of time.
Because no one had taken care of it for a long time, this place had become overgrown with weeds. And because of the climate, at this time, there were not a lot of fresh and tender weeds here, only last year's withered hay and all kinds of fallen leaves. However, gently pushing aside the withered hay, one could see some tender green grass growing below, indicating that spring was coming.
Ang Lee used his hands to pull out the dried grass between the broken walls. This made Guo Ziyi quite surprised. He asked, "What is Assistant Minister Li looking for? Herbs?"
"Lao Guo, there are new green leaves at the bottom. Pull out the dry grass at the top so that the fresh and tender grass at the bottom can grow better."
Ang Lee said.
Old Guo was speechless. Such a trivial thing was not worthy of Ang Lee's attention. Moreover, this was a wasteland. The weeds here were worthless. What was the point of letting the weeds grow faster? It was meaningless. It was just a waste of time.
However, for Ang Lee, this was life. Pulling out weeds in the wild was also a way to enjoy life. It was a way to make people happy.
Life was full of beauty. Every flower and every blade of grass was a life. Every blade of grass in the wild was a life on Earth, just like human beings. They should be respected and cared for equally.
"Assistant Minister Li's hobby is really unique. Come on, you guys pull out weeds as well. Pull out all the weeds in this area. "
Guo Ziyi was born with a certain ingratiating gene. Seeing that Ang Lee liked to pull out weeds, he asked his bodyguards to do the work. The dried weeds were easy to pull out. Soon, all the dried grass in a large area was pulled out, revealing the fresh green leaves below.
Ang Lee stood up and said happily, "Look, after pulling out the old withered leaves, the scenery here is even more beautiful. It's already a field of green. Haha!"
"A touch of spring among the broken walls is indeed a good scenery and a good sign. Spring is coming. Everything will recover and it's time for spring plowing. The trade of various kinds of seeds and fertilizers is bound to increase. The trade of cattle and farming machines will also enter Summer Province. Horse Gangs will also become more rampant. The situation will only be a little better than during the autumn harvest. We have to take precautions."
Guo Ziyi said with a sigh.
Looking at a touch of green, Guo Ziyi actually associated it with Horse Gangs. It was not because he had a rich imagination, but because his main mission was to wipe out the Horse Gangs in Summer Province. Therefore, he had to keep his mission in mind all the time and always put the task of wiping out the Horse Gangs in his mind.
"Oh, it seems that spring is coming. The Horse Gangs will also be ready for action. This is a good opportunity! I haven't fought for a long time. It's time to practice. "
Ang Lee looked a little excited.
At this moment, there was still some time before the spring plowing. However, seeds, fertilizers, and various spring plowing supplies must be prepared in advance. For example, one should prepare summer clothes in spring, autumn clothes in summer, winter clothes in autumn, and spring clothes in winter when winter came. All kinds of preparations must be made in advance in all seasons so that one would not panic when something happened.
The advance trade of seeds, fertilizers, and spring plowing supplies was bound to bring more commercial prosperity to Summer Province City. The volume of commodity trade was bound to increase rapidly. How could the Horse Gangs miss such a good opportunity to make money? Robbing merchants was a shortcut to get rich. The more frequent the trade was, the more wealth they could rob, which was very attractive to the Horse Gangs.
He didn't know when he would be able to find traces of the horse bandits. How would these horse bandits look like? Would they have a ferocious appearance? Or would they look like ordinary people? Would there be beautiful girls among them? If there were beautiful girls, then maybe he would be able to take one. Of course, he would have to do it behind Han Lu's back. At that time, the rice would be cooked, and no one would be able to do anything about it.
"Husband, what are you laughing at? Why are you laughing like this?"
Li Hanlu came over, pulled Ang Lee's clothes, and reminded him in a low voice.
"Well, I was absent-minded. It's okay, it's okay."
Ang Lee sighed awkwardly, looking a little guilty. It was really not good to be thinking about love in front of his wife.
Li Hanlu pouted, but did not say anything.
The sun had begun to set in the west, and it was less than an hour before dusk. Although there were many fun places in Summer Province, there was no way to play today. He could only go again in a few days. The old city at dusk was bound to have a different scenery. Therefore, Ang Lee felt that it was not too late to wait until dusk to go back. At least, he wanted to see the night scene at dusk.
Looking directly from the broken walls, this was a dilapidated old city ruins. There was nothing lofty to speak of. But as long as one used one's mind to think and imagine according to the remaining traces, it was not difficult to imagine the former glory of this place. The towering buildings and huge city seemed to be right in front of one's eyes.
Weeds and newly grown buds could be seen everywhere, but they could not hide the scars of the old days. The broken walls also showed that this city used to be extraordinary with their unique upright posture.
When he thought of how General Wei Qing had once captured the Hetao region and established Shuofang City to guard it, Ang Lee was extremely excited. If it were not for the great achievements of the Great Han Dynasty, the entire nation would not have the name of the later generations. The power of the Great Han Dynasty could be seen from the ruins of Shuofang City.
The sun soon set. Under the light of the setting sun, the old city of Shiben seemed a little majestic. The golden light shone on the broken walls, as if a layer of golden paint had been applied to the broken walls, making the ruins here look even more lofty.
How could such a majestic scene not be composed of a poem?
"A hundred feet high Bozhou, great sabers and long halberds of the Han Dynasty. Conquering the vast clouds on the horizon, warhorses come to fill the autumn grass. The national plan has been decided with all my heart, and family wealth is not for the sake of my descendants. I still hear that many things happen in Longshu, and I am deeply happy that the general has not turned white. "
Ang Lee recited a poem. This was a Tang poem, but it was written by the late Tang poet Luo Yin. Therefore, even if Ang Lee had plagiarized it, it did not matter. After all, no one would run out to expose it.
The meaning of this poem was to show the poet's affirmation of the Tang Dynasty's Summer Province. Summer Province was once the land under the control of Helian Bobo, and the Great Han Dynasty had also ruled here. After the destruction of war, Summer Province City was no longer the same as before. Fortunately, Summer Province City's Summer Province City was a loyal and patriotic general. He wholeheartedly served the country and did not seek personal benefits for his descendants. Central Sichuan was also in turmoil, and the good thing was that Summer Province City was still very young. With him around, there was hope for the Tang Dynasty.
However, this poem was somewhat suitable for the current situation. It was just that the environment in which the poet wrote the poem was much worse than the environment in which it was written. Some parts might not match up.
"Many things happen in Longshu? What? Is Central Sichuan also in turmoil? "
Guo Ziyi did not hear much else, but this sentence was very clear. He was suspicious, so he asked. As for the last sentence "the general has not turned white", he naturally knew that it did not refer to him, because there were many generals in the Tang Dynasty whose hair was still white, and they were fully capable of guarding the vast territory of the Tang Dynasty.
"Yes! There are more bandits in Central Sichuan than in Summer Province. However, they are all scattered bandits and can't do much. When we have time, we'll go and deal with them. "
Ang Lee said.
This kind of thing could be said casually. In the Tang Dynasty era, there were varying numbers of bandits and mountain bandits in every region. This kind of bandit force entrenched deep in the mountains had existed for thousands of years. In all the feudal dynasties of China, there were bandits entrenched in mountains and rivers, and there was no way to eliminate them.
"Good poem, good poem! Assistant Minister Li, give us another one! "
Old Guo said with a smile.
Ang Lee thought for a while and said, "The old city ruins are in the setting sun, standing in the dilapidated fences and looking forward. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are in the land of the Tang Dynasty, and thousands of years of souls become heroes. Li Xin could not bear to listen to Bian Ma, so he should ask Sai Hong about the past. So that I can get rid of the Confucian crown and become a field officer, with a long halberd and six bows. "
This time, it was not a complete plagiarism. Some changes were made at the beginning. It talked about the ruins of the old city of Shabu bathed in the setting sun. Ang Lee stood among the broken walls and looked into the distance. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were the land of the Tang Dynasty. In this land, many frontier heroes had sacrificed their lives for the country for thousands of years. He could not bear to listen to the hardships experienced by generations of people in the frontier. He could not bear to ask about the things of the past dynasties. At the moment when the bandits were attacking, it was better to take off the hat of a scholar and become a military officer to fight against the bandits and protect the normal life of the people in the frontier.
Although there were still some flaws in the poem, it was generally suitable for the situation and could be regarded as a good poem.
Guo Ziyi gave a positive comment and thought it was very good. He was a military officer and was not very good at poetry. He thought it was good when he heard it was catchy, and it was indeed good.
As for Li An, he was not very satisfied with this poem. This was because the overall atmosphere of this poem was a little too depressing. It showed that the author was depressed in his heart. Li An even suspected that this guy had depression. Why was every poem he wrote so depressing?
Of course, Great Poet Luo Yin couldn't be blamed. He lived during the tumultuous late Tang Dynasty, and his own experiences were more bumpy. Failure after failure kept hitting him, causing him to have a depressed temperament. At first glance, he looked like a patient with severe depression.
Not many people in later generations knew about the great poet Luo Yin because many people did not like to read, especially ancient Chinese. Naturally, it was difficult to know about the great poets of ancient times. It was good enough to know about Li Bai and Du Fu. Luo Yin was much less famous than Li Du, so naturally he was not noticed. In addition, the people in later generations preferred heroic poems and did not like sullen and depressed poems. Old Luo Yin's poems were too depressed, so it was natural that he was not popular.
Luo Yin's life was a tragic epic. Ever since he was a child, he had read a lot of books and poems. He was an excellent scholar who had read a lot of books and poems. However, when he went to the capital to take the Jinshi exam, he was not admitted even after seven years. This hit his heart and made him depressed.
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