How many buildings are in the mist

"What are you talking about, what is there to talk about?" Zhu Xianwan glanced at her, Duan Qichen was stunned, "Just tell me everything."

"for example?"

"For example, um, why does the family have so much money and land?"

Zhu Xian turned around to face her, and said slowly: "First of all, just like your Xianbei tribe, when you win a battle, you reward the leader of the army with cattle, sheep and slaves, and the Han court also rewards the ministers who have made meritorious service. Give them land, give them titles and officials, and give them officials to do for their descendants, and turn a blind eye to what they do, and indulge them. Over time, it will form a rule."

Duan Qichen nodded, and Zhu Xianwan continued: "Going forward, isn't it just that the powerful and powerful are getting more and more powerful, relying on the original land, making a fortune, buying legitimately, and stealing and plundering, they have everything. Gradually The land is very rich, and there are thousands of hectares of fertile land."

Duan Qichen muttered to himself, "I understand, I understand. Oh, but..."

Zhu Xianwan took the tea tray brought by Xianbei's maidservant, put her special cup in front of her, and Duan Qichen handed it to her, "But? But what?"

"But why does His Majesty punish them?"

Zhu Xianwan played with the teacup in her hand, and said patiently: "When your tribe fights, all the people are soldiers. The leader of the small tribe takes his own troops to find the big leader, right?"

"Yes."

"Then, I remember you told me that if the loot is brought back, it will be divided equally, right?"

Duan Qichen nodded, and added: "It used to be, but after learning the customs of your Han land, it's not completely equal."

"Whether it's true or not, in short, all the people are soldiers, and they should prepare their own dry food, right?"

"Correct."

"But we are not." As she spoke, Zhu Xianwan drew two lines on the table with her finger. "The Han army {131} has a fixed border guard army and other standing troops, as well as troops that are recruited when needed. The former is a professional For example, the Habayashi Army managed by Cui Xuanji, and the garrison led by her elder brother Cui Xuance in Jiangxia. These troops were paid and provided by the imperial court, and their numbers were not large, so they should not be enough to cope with large-scale wars, such as the Northern Expedition. The latter is conscripted from men and women of the right age in various places when the war breaks out. The people who are conscripted are those who are registered in the population. Those who work as slaves in the families of the aristocratic families, and those who are private soldiers. The same is true for money and food. Every household registered in the register has a certain proportion of handover, no matter in wartime or peacetime, it is counted according to the head, and private soldiers and servants are not counted. If this is the case, it is a last resort. Isn’t it much better than being an ordinary farmer? The aristocratic family is also at a disadvantage, but the imperial court can’t bear it. Don’t talk about wars, there may be no labor to build any embankments, and the national treasury is empty.”

Duan Qichen let out a long "Oh" and nodded repeatedly. "Eh, but—"

Zhu Xianwan said inwardly, "Don't worry, let's finish asking all at once."

"It stands to reason that these things could have been thought of long ago, why did His Majesty deal with them now?"

Zhu Xianwan suppressed her impatience and was about to explain, but Duan Qichen came to his senses: "That's right, I couldn't rectify it long ago. In the early days, the foundation probably wasn't strong, and it was too late to rely on others. What rectification is there?"

The two drank tea silently, Zhu Xianwan was tasting it in his mouth, Duan Qichen asked suddenly: "But thinking about it this way, isn't it a knot?"

"Why do you know that?" Zhu Xianwan asked, curious about this foreigner's point of view.

Duan Qichen said: "If you rely on them, you can't rule them. Rectifying them will cause their opposition, and the rule will be shaken."

Zhu Xianwan waved her hand, "Everything is negotiable and there is a limit, it's not one size fits all."

Duan Qichen said "Yo", "Say it as if you are not from a noble family, if you say something like this, others will hate you if you suffer more."

Zhu Xianwan sneered, holding the teacup and lingering on her lips, Duan Qichen's heart followed his eyes, almost distracted by her actions, "Actually, I don't care about these things."

"Don't care? You can't agree to so many letters."

Zhu Xianwan was amused, "Yes, yes, no. Sigh."

"What sigh?"

Zhu Xianwan shook her head and said nothing, but Duan Qichen understood, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Oh, I think your Han court is troublesome."

"Why?" Zhu Xianwan asked with a smile.

"For example, in this kind of thing, it is better for the imperial court to directly stipulate the ownership of the land. Those that are rewarded and those that belong to the state are not allowed to be moved or resold. If the owner dies and no one inherits it, then it will be taken over to the country. Wouldn’t it be great to give money to buy and then redistribute?”

Zhu Xianwan rested her elbows on the small table and rested her chin on her palm, "Then why haven't you ever thought about why these big families can produce so many things, but ordinary small farmers can't?"

Duan Qichen blinked, "Of course there is no money, no—"

"There is no land," Zhu Xianwan interrupted, "no land, no labor, no oxen, no plow, no seeds. Nothing, only a few tools of my own. So you think, the big family has occupied a lot of land, not a little benefit No. Concentrating manpower and material resources can create more, which is also beneficial to the country. But things must be reversed. Of course, His Majesty wants to restrict, and it should be done, but it may not be easy to do."

Duan Qichen was still thinking, Zhu Xianwan still shook his head and sighed, and then pretended to be relaxed and said: "What are we talking about, it has nothing to do with you and me anyway, and it's something you and I can't control."

"It has nothing to do with me." Duan Qichen leaned forward and took Zhu Xianwan's hand, afraid that she would hold it coldly, "It doesn't matter to you."

Zhu Xianwan smiled wryly, and asked, "You Xianbei, do you really not have these things?"

"If you say yes, there is. Maybe there are few people and the place is narrow, so it's easy to manage."

Zhu Xianwan nodded, Duan Qichen buried her head and warmed her hands, she looked at Duan Qichen's forehead and hair, and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if there are few people, a small country with few people will last forever."

"Hey! Who said just now that there is no land and no one can make anything?"

Zhu Xianwan withdrew her hand and said angrily, "You're smart again."

Duan Qichen giggled, resting his chin on his hands like a child, "How about someday, let's go back to Duanbu to have a look, there are so many mountains and mountains, there are everything in the mountains. We can make a living by hunting in the mountains. Be free and stay away from these things. Troublesome right and wrong."

Zhu Xianwan looked out the window at the spring, a tree of cherries was in bloom, the wind blowing, and the white petals were falling down one after another, "Whether the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is good or the scenery in the north, any place is good, but can we get out of this palace wall?"

"As long as His Majesty agrees, why not?"

"But why does His Majesty agree?"

Duan Qichen was temporarily stopped by the question, and immediately began to plan how to get His Majesty to agree, talking and talking, this is okay, talking and talking, this is not allowed, it is worse than that.Pointing to the sky, twisting left and right.Zhu Xianwan looked funny, but Duan Qichen gradually became anxious, and said that he was sad and depressed, Zhu Xianwan immediately went over and held his sweetheart's face, "Don't talk, don't worry, don't worry, if you want to leave, we will find a way; there is no way , it is enough for us to be together, even in this palace, it is also very good."

Duan Qichen knew that she was telling the truth, although it was only part of her thoughts and part of herself.

You are always like this, in fact, you have endured too much, why do you still treat me like this?

"Xianwan," when Duan Qichen called her name, his tone was always soft, and her voice was always deep and pleasant, Zhu Xianwan was often bewitched by her voice calling her name.It's usually fine, but when she kissed her skin on the couch, she whispered to her ear like this, and the skin all over her body instantly became ten times more sensitive. "Um?"

"You told me that when you were a child at home, you could not do this or that. You were allowed to study, but you were not allowed to learn archery. You said that your daughter's family didn't need to learn this. You said that you actually hope that you are like Cui Xuanji. Being brought up may be different, right?" Zhu Xianwan nodded, "At that time, you were young, restricted by your parents, unable to express yourself, and you couldn't do what you wanted to do after expressing yourself. It's understandable. But now you You’ve grown up so much, you’re capable of doing it, and you’re also responsible for yourself, so why bother to wrong yourself? Life’s been around for decades, there’s already enough unhappy days and unavoidable things, why can’t you live for yourself once?”

"I just--"

"It is because we have been bound like this that we have to break free and do it. You can't give up now because you were not allowed to develop yourself in the past."

Zhu Xianwan remained silent, but put away her sadness, nodded to Duan Qichen, and said in a low voice: "Okay. Actually, I just... don't know for now. I just think it's good to go anywhere. When my father and sister are still around, Occasionally, I am confused and don’t know where I am going, where I should belong, no one told me, and I have never thought about it. After meeting you after so many years, I, I finally know where I am going.”

"Oh? Where are you going?" Duan Qichen knew the answer, but wanted to hear it.

"It's good to go with you." Zhu Xianwan never hesitated to say nice things to her.

"Oh, oh, sweet talk! I can't stand it..." Duan Qichen started to make noise, Zhu Xianwan smiled and pretended to hit her.The two lived comfortably here in the deep palace, and heard the wind and rain outside, but they had nothing to do with it, and they didn't have to go forward against the wind and rain—such as Cui Xuanji and his party on the official road.

Cui Xuanji bid farewell to Feng Zihuan, took his men and horses, and ran all the way out of Jiankang, heading southwest along the Yangtze River, and ran at an accelerated {132} speed for five hundred miles.Unless you change horses, you don't rest in the official post.I choose to walk in places that are inaccessible, run wildly at noon or midnight when pedestrians are hard to detect, and arrive at the gate of Xiang's house in the morning five days later.

She guessed that the Xiang family must have got the news, but she didn't expect that she really ran faster than the speed of flying pigeons.Knocking on the door, the servant was still sleepy. She let her subordinates go in, directly controlled the two sides, and went in to proclaim the imperial decree.However, I only saw Xiang Qiang, but not Xiang Xi and the other house slaves involved.Cui Xuanji ordered him to be tied up, thrown on the horse's ass and brought back.Xiang Qiang protested, saying that my family is such an aristocratic family, how could we be bound to Beijing!Cui Xuanji gave him a white look, "Xiang Qiang, I haven't asked you where Xiang Xi has been. If I even report this matter, and if His Majesty finds out, murdering a court official and adding a charge of releasing a criminal privately, It’s not something that your father and son’s heads can settle.”

Xiang Qiang turned pale when he heard this, but still gritted his teeth and said nothing.Cui Xuanji made preparations early in the morning, and did not plan to find out from him.Ask your men to tie Xiang Qiang to the horse first, and take him to the southeast.Xiang Qiang thought that no one knew about his son's whereabouts, and the heavy rain washed away the traces; unexpectedly, Cui Xuanji brought a man from Wuling down early in the morning, and planned to use him as a guide to find out all the hiding places around Wuling Xiang's family. search again.After walking two places, Cui Xuanji looked at the trampled vegetation around him, "It can be seen that this is it. Surround it!"

A group of people immediately blocked the back road, and she personally led the group in.In addition to water, food and bedding, there was blood everywhere in the cave.In the depths, with the torch shining, several wounded domestic slaves were tied to the ground—they were survivors, and the corpses next to them were other accomplices.

There was a shout from the mountain, and Xiang Xi, who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, was also arrested.Walking out of the cave, Cui Xuanji ordered the murderer to be escorted up.With a dirty face, Xiang Xi's eyes frenzied, like a wild animal, panting like roaring.Cui Xuanji glanced at him and then looked away, "Throw the horse. Let's go to the county government to get a few prison cars and leave."

Xiang's father and son were locked in the prison car, and the team returned to Jiankang as quickly as possible.Changed the official road, intending to show it to others.The people who came and went met and talked a lot.After only three days of walking, on the road, I met a family who lived nearby and had good friends with the Xiang family. They said that they couldn't bear to see the father and son of the Xiang family suffering from thirst. Hard.

Cui Xuanji only said four words, "Excuse me. Get out of the way."

The visitors looked at each other.Cui Xuanji repeated, "Get out of the way."

The next day, I stayed overnight in the forest and met someone who wanted to rob the prison car.Among the twenty or so people Cui Xuanji led, there were a few who usually hunted with the emperor, and were good at catching alive.Ben was about to make a move, but Cui Xuanji let them go.His subordinates didn't understand, and Cui Xuanji didn't want to explain, so he just ordered them to keep a close watch on him.

Whoever you are, let you go and never come back.

Along the way, Xiang Xi didn't stop cursing people, first he scolded Cui Xuanji, then he scolded the faint king, and then he came back to scold Cui Xuanji.When it started to rain heavily, Cui Xuanji covered the prison car of his father and son with tarpaulin.Xiang Xiyou was spewing shit out of his mouth, the words he used were dirty, and the accusations were utterly illogical, and Cui Xuanji couldn't even understand his reasoning.And Xiang Qiang had already resigned to his fate, and didn't say a word the whole time.When Cui Xuanji walked past his prison car, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Master Cui, may I ask you a question?"

Cui Xuanji stopped when he heard his calm tone, "Say it."

"My father and son are going here, but they will definitely die?"

"Probably so, your son is inevitable."

"Will Your Majesty take anger at the remaining members of my family?"

Cui Xuanji didn't know how to answer for a moment, after all, she couldn't tell if Feng Zihuan's anger had subsided, or if someone would make her angry, "To be honest, I don't know."

Xiang Qiang smiled wryly, "The old man has no way to teach his children, and he even indulged in such a deed. Afterwards, he was arrogant and complacent, thinking that nothing would happen. Now that I think about it, I deserve it. It's not a pity to die, and the evil will come sooner." It’s fine to die. I just don’t want to harm innocent people in the family. I have heard that Lord Cui is the first-class servant by His Majesty’s side. Can I ask Lord Cui to enlighten me: If I am lucky enough to meet the Holy Spirit, what should I say in order to be safe? The whole family?"

The heavy rain hit the coir raincoat and flowed down the brim of the hat. What Cui Xuanji saw in front of his eyes was an old man with messy beard and hair, and what he saw in his heart was Feng Zihuan with a disappointed face.

"You want to let me down too?"

I have not failed you, Your Majesty, I can betray the world for you.Or if everyone in the world betrays you, neither will I.But what I should do more is to let the people of the world live up to you and not betray you.For this you can say anything to me.I can't be a courtier, I can only be honest and loyal.

"If you can face the saint, you can just plead guilty and punish you, and you will never see anyone who pleads for you. Of course, your majesty will not let anyone see you. You just plead guilty, and even offer to confiscate your property, otherwise your majesty will be furious. As for your son How to control your mouth is up to you."

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{131}This will be re-created in conjunction with the military system of our country in the past dynasties, and it is not the military system that was actually implemented in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

{132}According to the more detailed post station system and mileage conversion recorded in the Tang Dynasty, one mile is about 454.2 meters, and a daily journey of 200 miles is like running more than 1000 kilometers a day.From Jiankang to Wuling, that is, from today's Nanjing to the area of ​​Hubei and Hunan (near Changde, Hunan) on the west bank of Dongting Lake, let's calculate the distance as [-] kilometers.Then travel five hundred miles a day, at least five days.