Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    The already yellowed withered grass was blown down by the autumn wind, and the last group of migratory birds flying south, with empty and lonely chirping.

    "My brother and I haven't seen each other for a year and a half." Ah Sheng put the roasted tea leaves in a glass teapot, and when the boiled water was brewed, the tea leaves were stretched and suspended in the water Like a new bud. "Artisan Ai sent tea from the south, although he only mentioned it once a long time ago, but he just likes these delicate but little practical things."

    Cao Cao sat opposite her, looking curiously at the tea leaves floating in the teapot. "Interesting. Is this the new way to drink tea?"

    "Yes. I'm waiting for my brother to drink the first pot of tea." Ah Sheng poured the yellowed tea soup into a glass tea bowl and gave himself and his brother a cup. "According to the convention, the first pot of tea is to wash the dust and should be discarded. But we are rough people, and we drink it in the most common way. Please!"

    Cao Cao subconsciously placed one hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, grabbed the mouth of the glass with one hand, raised his head and drank it. He smacked his lips: "Water-patterned glass cup, colorless glass pot, this is the most common way to drink? And you say convention, where is the convention? Why don't I know?"

    A Sheng smiled and squinted, as if enjoying the bitterness of the tea: "Adding boiling water to a glass is the most common way to drink."

    Cao Cao narrowed his eyes: "How are you doing in Xun's house?"

    "It's all good. It's just that I've been away from the people I raised for a long time, I can't help it, and I feel a little lonely - brother, isn't the sky at the border more lofty than the Central Plains?"

    The corners of Cao Cao's mouth suddenly raised: "Asheng's words are still so sharp, it's really such a feeling. Although there is a war when the atmosphere is depressed, and there are dark clouds over the city, but I just feel at ease physically and mentally, and even the north wind is generous."

    As Sheng filled the teacup again, he asked his brother, "Is there anything interesting about the border crossing? It doesn't matter how big or small it is."

    Cao Cao raised his hand and flicked on Ah Sheng's forehead: "I know you like listening to the big picture, so I will tell you about 'Liangzhou Sanming' today."

    A Sheng hurriedly served tea cups.

    "Duan Jiong, styled Jiming. Huangfugui, styled Weiming. Zhang Huan, styled Ranming. These three were the most prominent generals in the dynasty. All have the word 'Ming'. Therefore, they are called 'Liangzhou Sanming' by the world."

    "Hmmmm. Then what?"

    "Then..." Cao Cao frowned, drinking his second cup of tea like a cow chewing peony, "There is no peace between the 'Liangzhou Sanming'.

    "Huh?"

    The inside story is told little by little, which is half an hour. The tea leaves had no taste, and Ah Sheng was able to sort out his thoughts.

    The contradiction between "Liangzhou Sanming" is, in the final analysis, a battle of ideas about foreign wars.

    Duan Jiong is a radical with iron and blood. Whenever he beat the Qiang people, he started beheading the capital by a few thousand. Accumulated to this day, he has stepped on the blood of tens of thousands of aliens. This spring, there was also news of a massacre of prisoners.

    Huangfugui and Zhang Huan probably read a lot of books, their methods are kinder, and they tend to appease aliens and convince people with reason. At least, it has to be suppressed and used together. The two of them fought, often killing hundreds of enemies and taking tens of thousands of prisoners. There were also many tribes who had heard of Huangfu and Zhang's reputation, and they took the initiative to surrender without fighting.

    In fact, no matter which one of these three people comes out, they can guard one side.

    However, neither of the two sides could convince the other in their attitude towards aliens. At the beginning, relying on the friendship of fellow villagers, "Liangzhou Sanming" was relatively restrained, and could understand the other party's policy verbally, but could not agree with it inwardly. But as the official positions of the two sides alternated, they eventually reached the point of attacking each other.

    Duan Jiong accused Huangfugui and Zhang Huan of bribing aliens and making them fake surrender. However, whether they are Qiang, Xianbei, Wuhuan or Southern Xiongnu, they all have the old problem of surrendering and revolting: they surrender when they are afraid of being beaten. Once Zhang and Huangfu are transferred from their posts, or if the weather is bad one winter, they will not eat. If it is, they will enter the customs again to loot. It was the Han people in the frontier who suffered repeatedly.

    Huangfugui and Zhang Huan said: Duan Jiong's willful genocide plan is too expensive. Just fighting the Western Qiang has already invested tens of billions before and after, and this has not yet been killed. Apart from the deeper hatred between the Han and Qiang, it has not fundamentally solved the problem. And the finances of the Eastern Han Dynasty have been devastated by Duan Jiong, or even the salaries paid to officials last year and the year before have been reduced.

    The central government headed by the emperor and the Sangong has also been undecided. When you want to appease aliens, use Zhang Huan and Huangfu Gui; see Duan Jiong go out and kill them when they are revolted; if they run out of money, they replace them with Zhang and Huangfu. Week by week. The result is that both paths fail.

    Duan Jong and Huangfu both firmly believe that the succession of the other party will destroy their efforts. After finally killing the other party, the family is about to be exterminated, and with a stroke of care, the population has risen again; or, after finally adding grace to assimilate to half, when the meat grinder arrives, who will dare to surrender to the Han Dynasty in the future.

    Now even the relatively neutral Zhang Huan has joined in this sad and ridiculous dispute. It's really like what Cao Cao said: swords are drawn.

     "Brother thinks, which of Ji Minggong's iron-blooded methods, Wei Ming and Ran Minggong's enlightenment methods are more able to resolve border disputes?"

    Cao Cao held his chin and leaned his elbows on several cases: "According to my initial thoughts, I yearn for the achievements of Huo Qubing and Ji Minggong. Rong Di didn't dare to look far into the Central Plains all his life, so it is so majestic to leave his name in the annals of history. But within a year of studying under Duke Ranming, I realized that I was naive. The whole body was affected by the war, and the so-called three armies did not move. Food and grass go first. Without the wealth accumulated by the three generations of Mingjun, how can they support Wei Qing and Huo Qubing's expedition to the Huns?"

    "Does my brother think that education is better now?"

& nbsp; Move them inward to the Central Plains, so that they lose the grasslands they depend on for survival, and then slowly educate them."

    "Move inside." Ah Sheng wiped the glass teapot and cup, carefully put it in a padded box and sealed it, and replaced the table with a black pottery fruit plate and seasonal fruits. Relocation, it can be done.”

    A Sheng smiled: "I really have an opinion on this issue."

    "Learn more."

    "The northern grasslands, in the very long past and in the very long future, are the greatest pains of the Central Plains dynasty. From the time of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, there were Beidi, then the Xiongnu, and now there are Wuhuan and Xianbei , Qiang people. We spent a lot of money to drive away the northern Xiongnu, and also spent a lot of money to relocate the southern Xiongnu. But the Xiongnu disappeared, and the Wuhuan Xianbei Qiang people emerged. Even if we can destroy the Wuhuan Xianbei Qiang people now, In the future, new enemies will be born on the grasslands—" such as Jin, Mongolia, Xixia, and Jurchen.

    Cao Cao had forgotten to eat, and listened to his sister's words with all his attention.

    "The real problem has never been a certain alien tribe with a certain name, but the grassland itself. As long as the grassland is still there, there will be sturdy and poor people there. Human beings who are looted by nature are always ready to take advantage of the void to go south."

      "Asheng's meaning is that neither massacre nor internal migration is the fundamental solution. Killing is inexhaustible, and internal migration is also inexhaustible, so what should we do?"

    "Relocate."

    “Relocate?”

    "Build cities and counties on the grasslands, open up fields, mine mines, develop commerce, let the people who used to live by water and grass settle down, and let the Han immigrant lifestyles affect them." Sheng's narrowed eyes slowly opened because of his smile, "Brother, do you understand? Although I say this is not environmentally friendly and goes against the laws of nature, to eliminate the 'prairie' is to eliminate the sturdy, poor and predatory nature. breeding soil."

    "That's right! We shouldn't move them in, but we go out!" Cao Cao slapped the table. He excitedly walked around the room five times before calming down. "It's going to take a long time."

    "The solution to the root cause is inherently more difficult than the solution to the symptoms. I'm just a useless person sitting in a comfortable study and dreaming about it."

    Asheng waved his hands quickly: "They just didn't think in this direction. In fact, it is a place that has been fought many times with great pains and hardships, and there is no reason not to govern. Besides, the cost of war The matter of money is a bit unbelievable."

    Cao Cao was in a trance: "It costs money to fight, is there anything wrong?"

    "Of course it costs money to lose. But if you win, why not let the loser bear the cost of the war? For example, war reparations or something."

    "War...indemnity? If you mean the treasured beasts they paid tribute..."

    "What's the use of something that can't be eaten or worn?"

    "Then..."

    "Um... how about we talk about this another day?"

    "No!" Cao Cao slapped several cases with his palm again, "Let's talk about it now!"

    Since you are so afraid of being shattered, I will give you an example. "For example, the Xianbei invaded and killed 400 civilians. We fought back and won, killed 3,000 enemies, and lost 800. The Xianbei turned to seek peace."

    "Hmmmm."

    "The unjust teacher violated our border first, should Xianbei be responsible for the compensation of the 400 civilians? Should Xianbei also bear the compensation for the 800 soldiers who died in battle? ?"

    "That's nature."

    "Furthermore, the injured and disabled soldiers and people, should they also be funded by Xianbei for the rest of their lives? The food and grass that I consumed, the abandoned fields, the houses and walls that need to be rebuilt, the people Should Xianbei be compensated for being frightened?"

    “…”

    "There are rewards from the three armies, and they should pay."

    Are you the devil? "A-sheng, A-sheng, I'm afraid Xianbei can't afford to pay."

    "If you can't afford it at one time, you can pay it in several years. If you don't have money or food, you can use cattle, sheep and horses to pay for it. If you think it's difficult to live like this, we will also accept it. People under five years old Alien children, I am willing to charge one hundred gold. If you want to come to the Holy Family and the noble family, you will not dislike the strong labor of the alien race. There are fewer people, just to relieve the food pressure of the alien race, right? It’s just that people who come like this need to be beaten. They are scattered as slaves and scattered all over the country, and they cannot be brought together."

    Damn it, it's really cruel. Cao Cao ran away. The more Ah Sheng said, the more terrifying he became. Just like a fairy tale, he needed to calm down and reorganize his three views.