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133 The Fighting

Liyang Camp.

The weather is cold and the land is frozen. The river bank is deserted, and the cold wind is howling, and the cold air is imminent. Just as the rooster crows, the charcoal fire flickers, and snoring sounds are everywhere in the tent. The outside of the tent is covered with thin ice and the camp wall is covered with ice. The guards are curled up in the walls of the leeing, trembling, half-dream and half-awake, unable to sleep deeply.

From a distance, the barracks standing on the high ground of the river bank seemed to be dead ice sculptures crawling in the frozen soil by the river, without any vitality.

In the quiet night, there was a rustling sound, and a subtle sound of rats passing by. The sound gradually increased from far to near. In a moment, it seemed like thousands of horses galloping.

The sleeping general suddenly pulled out the dagger next to his pillow: "Who is trying to assassinate!"

"I heard from the commander, and there seemed to be a large group of people attacking at night." The guards outside the tent spoke.

"Put your armor quickly and beat the drum to meet the enemy!" The chief general turned over and stood there, lifted his sword and shouted angrily.

"Here!"

Applying ice water to the surface, his spirit was refreshed. When the main general came out of his clothes, all the generals under his command had gathered in the tent: "Guiwei!"

"Can there be a scout return to the camp?" Cao Cao's eyes were as sharp as a torch.

"No scouts returned."

"Is there a wolf smoke rising?" Cao Cao asked again.

"No wolf smoke rises."

"Can you see the long dragon of torches?" Cao Cao asked three times.

"No fire was seen."

"There are no scouts, and there are no wolf smoke and torches. How can the enemy attack at night?" Cao Cao asked back.

"I don't know." Everyone shook their heads.

Seeing the flashing eyes of several people, Cao Cao immediately became suspicious: "Why don't you hear the sound of drums?"

"This..." several people were speechless for a while.

Listen again, there seems to be a strange noise of collision and breaking in the roar of thunder, and there is also a slight sound of turbulence.

Cao Cao then realized that the river was thawing!

Liyang Camp has been stationed here for a long time, so how could the people in the camp not know that the river is thawed? They must have tried to test me, so they concealed it. Let's see that the commander of the army has the courage to be the soldiers of the camp. Thinking of this, Cao Cao grinned his teeth and said, "Since this is the case, it may not be an enemy attack. But you must also be wary. The commander of the army will be ordered by the generals. All the troops and above will lead their guards to inspect the various places of the camp. Change every five minutes at a time, and no mistakes will be made. Those who violate the order will be killed!"

"...now!"

After saying that, Cao Cao turned around and returned to the tent. When the curtain fell, he flashed to the side and listened with his ears.

Hearing the sighs of the generals of each battalion, there were many people who could steal chickens but lose rice. Cao Cao smiled and took off his boots and armor, and went to sleep soundly without lifting them.

The river water surged this spring. The upstream flood peak broke through the ice and leaked all the way with floating ice. Finally, it broke through the river channel and flowed into the sea. The river was then fully connected.

I encounter a few more spring rains. The ice and snow in the wilderness melt, and the grass is green. Looking around, the distant mountains and near waters are filled with spring.

The cold air gradually fades and the warmth rises.

The Han army, which had been dormant for a winter, came out in full bloom. With the river as the boundary, the Hebei area was several routes in parallel, and surrounded and suppressed the Yellow Turban Army of Jizhou from all sides.

The Yellow Turban Thiefs seized the city and defended it. On a whole winter, the houses and buildings of large households in the city were demolished to reinforce the city, melt copper and iron, and build the artifacts of defending the city without any slackness.

The scout once saw the mounds in the city, which have now been filled. But he didn't know what the thief was for. Several Han troops had good news and many lost land were recovered. However, there were still many strong city fortresses occupied by the Yellow Turbans. It was difficult to capture them in a hurry.

The Yellow Turbans in the city waited for their hard work. While the Han army could not capture it for a long time, they were exhausted both physically and mentally. From time to time, they went out of the city to attack the camp, and the two sides won and lost each other. By the end of March, the battle situation was in a stalemate.

In the sixth year of Guanghe, spring, March, and Xinwei (21st), the world is pardoned.

The Party member and Zhang Jiao are unpardoned.

In Nanguo, Luoyang, cars and horses arrived outside the Taixue Gate one after another.

"Jia Fucheng."

Jia Xu turned around and hurriedly saluted: "The emperor has met the Grand Marshal."

It was the Grand Marshal Yang Ci.

"The minister of the government does not need to be too polite." Yang Ci asked with a smile: "But are you here to read the Xiping Stone Sutra?"

"That's right." Jia Xu nodded and smiled.

Yang Ci looked around the forest of the stele and couldn't help but sigh: "The so-called predecessors planted trees, and later generations enjoyed the cool air. Looking back at that time, Cai Yilang, my husband and others jointly submitted a memorial to seek the "Five Classics of Justification". Now, things are different. When they see things and think about people, they have a lot of feelings."

Since Emperor Wu dismissed all schools of thought and respected Confucianism, great scholars have frequently appeared and Confucian scholars have become a staircase for scholars to advance. However, the scriptures were passed down and copied according to the scriptures, and the writings were dissatisfied, and the teacher was different, and many were different. In order to compete for the superiority of the doctors, they even attacked each other (gōngjié), and some even bribed the palace officials and altered the classics of Lantai lacquer books to match the book they passed on.

In order to avoid "Gu Ru's machination and suspected of mistaken his later studies". In the fourth year of Xiping, the counselor Cai Yong, together with the five-official Zhonglang, the general of the General Tang Xidian, the Guanglu Dafu Yang Ci, the counselor Ma Riyi, the counselor Zhang Xun, Han Shuo, the Grand Historian Ling Shan Yang, etc., submitted a memorial to request the text of the Five Classics of Zhengding, and published a stone outside the Taixue in the Nanjiao.

After approval, Cai Yong and others revised the seven classics of the current text, "Poetry", "Book", "Book of Changes", "Spring and Autumn Annals", "Gongyang Zhuan", "Yi Li", and "Analects of Confucius". Each scripture was accompanied by a proofreading notation. Cai Yong wrote it in Han Li, and summoned craftsmen to publish it on the stele according to the example.

It was not until this year that the "Xiping Stone Classic" was published. A total of forty-six steles, from east to west, folded to south, and then folded to east, forming the shape of "八 (fāng)". They stood on the east side outside the gate of the Taixue Lecture Hall, covered with roofs, and surrounded by guardrails on both sides. They are known in history as the "Xiping Stone Classic".

When the stone scriptures were first established, many scholars came to read and imitate, and even "carted more than a thousand vehicles a day and filled the fields."

However, today it was carved, but the Taixue was neglected in front of the door, and there were few cars and horses. The reason was that the chaos in Guandong, Guanxi and the two places were spreading. The thief army blocked traffic, and Luoyang gradually became a dead place.

How could Jia Xu not know what Yang Ci felt? Then he said, "I think that the thieves in the two places should be resolved quickly. In the long run, Luoyang will be in chaos."

"It's because of lack of food." Yang Ci asked back.

"Food food is one of them." Jia Xu pointed out: "If Guandong and Guanxi cannot rectify the chaos, people will change their minds after a long time and will never be restored to Han officials."

"The minister is worried that the two aristocratic families in the two places are so arrogant that they are unjust?" Yang Ci understood.

"That's right." Jia Xu's concern is not an exaggeration. The party and imprisonment have not been eliminated, and the aristocratic families have accumulated grievances for a long time. If they take advantage of the situation and echo the bandits from afar, the country will be in danger.

"I heard that the situation in Kanto is in a stalemate and it is hard to say that I will win." Yang Ci was in a heavy mood.

"The Yellow Turban Thief cannot retreat and defend the city. It is difficult to capture it in a hurry. Moreover, there are many people in the city who communicate with the thief. They may be used to help defend the city. The thief is in power and it is difficult to break the city." Jia Xu said.

"I wonder, King Ji has a plan to break the city?" Yang Ci finally asked.

"The Lord is busy with the marriage ceremony and has no time to take care of others. The Ji State's military strength is too short to take care of itself." Jia Xu sighed: "The military strategy says: 'Ten will surround him.' Ji State has the intention to fight against the thieves, but he is unable to break the city."

"How should we solve the danger of food shortage in Luoyang?" Yang Ci asked again.

"Now the river is open again, and the Bohai Sea will not be thawed for too long. At that time, the Ji Ming Ship can transport Dukang japonica rice to Luoyang continuously." Jia Xu replied.

"In this way, the people of Luoyang must look forward to it. I thank King Ji for his life for his life for the people of the capital." Yang Ci thanked him.

"How dare you thank the officials?" Jia Xu hurriedly avoided.

"The chaotic times come." After getting up, Yang Ci expressed his deep meaning: "How will the Yellow Turban Thief end this time is unknown."

Jia Xu replied: "A hero will emerge in troubled times. The Han Dynasty has been glorious for four hundred years, and people's hearts are on the Han Dynasty. How could it be shaken by the Yellow Turban Demonic Way?"
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