[Three Kingdoms] Carnival

I am an insignificant person. In this world, there are too many unknown people like me, so don't be obsessed with knowing my appearance or name.

A few days ago, a sudden change happened in this Mobei wilderness.The Han army that once swept the Xiongnu, now boarded the White Wolf Mountain, met Chanyu's spies unexpectedly.The war broke out at this moment, and then, it was a deadly battle for two days and two nights.The Han army won the victory and killed Tadun Shanyu and other famous kings. More than [-] people, regardless of barbarians or Han, became prisoners of the Han army.

My father is from Xianbei, but my mother is a Han Chinese who was taken captive by him to Mobei. Since I was a child, my mother often told me about her hometown, the magnificent Chang'an City, and the prosperous and beautiful Luo Yangdu.In the south of the desert, there is no wind, sand, or coldness. In the beautiful hall, there are colorful sounds, gold and stones, silk and bamboo, dancers with long sleeves fluttering, delicacies and flowing water, endless wine, and no night. The song and dance, the sun and the moon are shining, and the hills are shaking.

I was lucky, because of the stories my mother told me since I was a child, and because of the face she gave me that was not much different from that of Han people, after I was accidentally captured into the Han army, I became a Han without any twists and turns. a member of the army.The other soldiers in the army also only regarded me as a poor person who was forced to be born in Mobei because of my mother, and did not regard me as a Yidi tiger wolf.

While chatting with them, I asked them about the two cities that my mother mentioned. They were the hometowns that my mother wanted to return to after looking south across the desert all her life.However, when I told them the description my mother gave me, all they got was a laugh:

"Luoyang City? It was burned to the ground by those Xiliang people. As for Chang'an, I'm afraid it's already a dead city where people cannibalize people." The elder brother, a Han soldier who had just met for a few hours, was very enthusiastic.He seemed to see my disappointment after hearing the answer, and comforted me, "It's all right, although Chang'an and Luoyang are gone, there is still Xudu, and now it is also the imperial capital of the great man."

In the mother's story, the existence of "Xudu" never appeared, so I immediately became curious and pestered him to continue to talk about the situation in Xudu.My eldest brother couldn't bear my strong request, so he told me about the move of the capital more than ten years ago, about the same magnificent imperial city in Xudu, and the same banquet full of beauties, delicacies and wine.

It was also at this time that I realized that the person who completely defeated Tadun Shanyu with such a small force a few hours ago was Sikong Cao Cao and Cao Mengde of the Han Dynasty.

At the same time, it was only at this time that I realized that the reason why they were able to come to Mobei so quickly during the flood season was because they threw away most of their luggage on the road, cut mountains and valleys, walked to find trails, and lightly Soldiers come from the north.In this way, it was possible to hit Liucheng so quickly before Taton Shanyu was ready.

"You are a bunch of lunatics!" I exclaimed loudly when I heard them throwing away their luggage in the desert.The desert is vast and boundless, and there are many examples where you can never get out after entering. Even experienced travelers will bring as much dry food and water as possible just in case.And not only did they throw away their supplies, but they even threw down the rations and drinking water until there were only ten days left. If they hadn't indeed occupied Liucheng, I would firmly believe that this was an act of a fool, and they would definitely die.

"Isn't it?" Unexpectedly, the Han elder brother nodded in agreement with me, "We also thought that we were going to die. But it was Guo Jijiu who came up with the idea, and the general ordered it without thinking. We Only obey."

"Guo Jijiu?" When I heard this new character, I asked curiously who he was.

"A military adviser in the army. If you want to say something special, no matter what idea he proposes, the general will obey him without hesitation." After speaking, he looked around and saw no one around, then whispered to me, "I'll tell you something, don't tell it. There are people who want to escape all the way, especially the night when the general ordered to abandon the luggage and set off the next day. Some people even planned to secretly kill Guo Jijiu, who advocated the Northern Expedition. Now, in this way, maybe the general will listen to other people's persuasion, stop going north and go back to Yecheng."

"Then..." I swallowed my saliva and became nervous, "Then Guo Jijiu...has been killed?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" He covered my mouth, checked again that there was no one around, then let go of me and continued to remind me in a low voice, "Our general is taboo to talk about this." He saw me Still looking at him curiously, he couldn't hold back his temper after all, and explained to me, "Guo Jijiu is not in good health, and now he is staying in Pinggang City to recuperate. When he insisted on going his own way and resolutely prevented the general from retreating, the army wished him the best." Some people died immediately, and even more people hated him. But now that Taton has been killed and Liucheng has been captured, it shows that Guo Jijiu's insistence at the beginning was correct. People who hated him at the beginning probably don't now. gone."

Seeing that I seemed to be very interested in Guo Jijiu, he began to tell me more about the past.I listened to him talking about Cao Cao never objecting to any of Guo Jia's strategies, about how in Xuzhou Guo Jia almost slaughtered a city for his greed, and then almost lost money by stealing chickens because of the expiration of the time for the military order to be issued. Killed, talking about after Cao Cao fought with Yuan Shao, a Han who had a deep friendship with Shan Yu, Guo Jia conspired with Cao Cao and killed 8 people in one night.

Listening to his description, I have roughly sketched the image of Guo Jia in my mind:

Since he is favored by Cao Cao, he must have a good-looking appearance and is extremely flattering, so he can be fascinated by Cao Cao's words; if he is greedy for military exploits and regards human life as nothing, then Guo Jia must be extremely cruel and cold in his heart in private.Just like the bald eagle on the prairie, it has a pair of icy eyes of prey. Once it sees its prey, it will suddenly swoop down from a high altitude, tearing the skin and flesh of the prey, dripping with blood.

When I wanted to chat more with my newly-acquainted Han brother, I was called away by soldiers sent by Cao Cao.I was extremely nervous along the way. Not long ago, Cao Cao's ghostly, murderous appearance was still deeply tormenting my courage.I don't know why and what the result would be for an unknown pawn like me who was called over by Cao Cao.

I knelt down in front of Cao Cao, not daring to look up at him, but I had a faint feeling that he was not very happy with the victory.His voice was as deep as a bell at sunset: "Your mother said you were the best rider here, weren't you?"

I nodded subconsciously.Thanks to the strict teaching of my father since I was a child, with the horse that travels thousands of miles every day, in the riding competitions held on the grassland every year, I always win, the one who wins the cattle and sheep rewarded by my father.

In this way, I am actually not as unknown as I thought.Even ordinary people, there will always be something that makes them proud.

Seeing me nodding, Cao Cao gave me an order in front of my mother and younger brother in the tent: Immediately cross the desert, go to Pinggang City, bring the good news that Liucheng has been conquered, and Taton is dead, and will recuperate there The news of Guo Jijiu's physical condition brought back.

Even though I was afraid of the desert in this season, I still chose to take my beloved horse and set foot on the road to the south according to the order.Fortunately, I was lucky. I went all the way south without encountering quicksand or windy sand. In the early morning after three days of traveling day and night, I arrived at the seat of Pinggang City, and there I met that Guo Jia .

When I saw Guo Jia, he was wearing a sable fur, standing in the courtyard of the prefecture, looking north at the willow tree whose branches and leaves were swaying.The blood of the setting sun fell on his body, coating him with a layer of golden brilliance, as if he was alone in the world, it seemed that he would go away with the wind like a cloud of smoke in the next second, leaving the world completely clean.

Except for the fact that she was born with a good face, the Guo Jia I saw was completely different from the image I had imagined before.There is no flattery to flatter the villain, nor are there ruthless and cold eyes like vultures. Instead, there is a handsome, sickly pale face that makes it extremely difficult to give birth to disgust.

Guo Jia asked the servant to serve me tea and sweet snacks, and then listened carefully to the news I was about to send.When he heard me say that the army had broken through Liucheng, he was very happy, his clear eyes shone brightly, and the corners of his pale lips rose slightly.That pale face was so unparalleled in an instant, it made me startled, and it took me a while to murmur with emotion, the land of the Central Plains is really feng shui that nourishes people. .

In my mind, for no reason, I began to continue to outline the stories I only heard in other people's stories based on the images of the people I saw in front of me:

In the desperation of the desert where the north wind roars, a person rides on a tall steed, his clothes flutter with the wind, and his face is stained with dust and vicissitudes; Candles, coughing and studying the map of going north while coughing in the tiny flickering light; at the imperial banquet of singing and dancing, people waved the wine chip with one hand, combed the black hair high, and held it in a relaxed and elegant manner.

At this time, Guo Jia's eyes were filled with the beauty of fire clouds in the sky.So now that every time I look at it, I feel that what I see is the prosperous style of Chang'an and Luoyang; just like in Cao Cao's eyes, I once felt that what I saw was the grandeur in the mother's story. He is bold, open-minded, awe-inspiring for thousands of miles, and is the character of the Han family who are admired by people from afar.

After talking with me for a while, Guo Jia seemed to be in better spirits, even the cough from time to time disappeared, and his cheeks were flushed with blood, dispelling the disturbing pallor.As I answered his questions one by one, I was secretly happy for my luck: I heard that many people visited Guo Jia for Cao Cao before, but most of them brought back bad news; It will definitely make Cao Cao happy, and maybe he will reward me with more pastures, cattle, sheep and slaves.

"Should you go back to your life?" Guo Jia seemed to have seen through my uncontrollable excitement for the reward I was about to get, and the smile on his lips was still there. "If it is possible, can the return journey be slower?"

"Why is this?" I wondered, still thinking about my grassland and cattle and sheep.

"Only one of the strategists died when the battle was won. It really sounds unlucky."

"What?" I asked.Guo Jia's words just now were either sighs or sighs, but I really didn't hear them clearly.

"It's nothing." Guo Jia has put away the flash of loneliness in his eyes.He stood up and stood for a few seconds, then walked to the swaying wicker in the yard, broke off a section of willow,

"Bang Jia, please bring this to the lord, and treat it as a gift to congratulate him on his victory. Jia then wished him an early peace of the world, and there will be no end to the future.

... Jia, I can only accompany him to this point. "

In fact, I still didn't hear Guo Jia's last sentence clearly. I deeply suspected that he deliberately didn't let me hear it, so he suddenly spoke in such a low voice.But whether I heard it or not, I still chose to take the wicker, and then turned and left.

"Thank you, Addie."

I took the wicker, turned around and was about to leave.

"and many more!"

Guo Jia suddenly shouted loudly.I turned around in doubt, and was surprised to find that he was covering his head in pain, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he suddenly remembered something, and it was so painful that he couldn't remember anything.

"Minggong...Chibi...Dongfeng...be careful..."

"Guo Jijiu, what are you talking about?" I moved closer to him.His voice is still too small, I can only hear the tone, but can't hear the content clearly.

He said something vaguely again, his voice was a little higher, but he still couldn't hear clearly.Halfway through his speech, he seemed to have noticed this, and walked towards the door unsteadily.I guess he was going to take a pen and write down what he was going to say.

But how could a dying person still have time to wait for so long?

Sure enough, when I helped him to sit down and brought out the pen and bamboo tablet from the room for him, his hand covering his head had slowly dropped, and the pained look on his face gradually disappeared.

From the moment I saw Guo Jia, I have been thinking that even if a person as elegant as Guo Jia is going to die, he must be wearing layers of flowers embroidered with chapter patterns in the magnificent hall that my mother said. Let the musicians play music, let Jiazi dance freely, and do whatever he wants before he dies.Among them, there is no mournful cry of life and death, only the freedom and vigor of the fateful farewell.Laughed at each other and drank three hundred cups, bowed to say goodbye, and left without complaint.

But now, there is no dance music, no fine wine, no glorious Chang'an, the shining East Capital.In this small town far away from the Central Plains, I looked back at the cold and ruthless Guo Jijiu in his mouth. Ton? Thin k? Drought twist? Chung? Squeeze 16┗ bladder to lead?

His face was so calm that there was no fear of death, but he slowly closed his eyes as if he was extremely tired, and started a long dream with no end in sight.

I took the pen and the bamboo tablet and waited for a long time, still wanting to know what he was going to tell me after all the sudden effort.It is a pity that the luck of the heavens completely wiped out my chance of getting the answer.

In the yard, except for the sound of the wind, I can no longer hear a sound.So, half an hour later, I walked out of the yard, explained a few words to the soldiers guarding the gate of the yard, and then led the horse that accompanied me across the yellow sand, and brought the news of Guo Jijiu's death as slowly as he wished. Slowly set foot on the way home.