92 Battle of Hexi
◎Huo Qubing: The weather is cool and the Huns are defeated.◎
Huo Yan wanted Sima Qian to go to Huang County, so he mentioned it to Liu Che. As soon as autumn came, Sima Qian took up his post. Sima Qian hadn't expected it to be so quick, and even less so, in just three months, Huo Yan had already trained a team of talented individuals to take to Huang County, skilled in everything from daily necessities and agriculture to debt collection. These one hundred men, salt-making manuals in hand, surrounded Sima Qian and made a grand journey to Huang County. Surrounded by them, Sima Qian thought of Empress Lü's reign behind the scenes, but now it was A Yan, Emperor Hui, who was ruling from behind the scenes.
He sighed and turned his head, only to meet hundreds of clear, big eyes.
Huh? That look doesn't seem right.
At this time, Empress Lü and Huo Yan in Sima Qian's heart also sighed like a cat crying over a mouse, "It's hard for Sima Qian to take care of the child."
[Put away the smile on your face.]
"Your Majesty, this trick of ours is quite effective, isn't it? It not only trains the child, but also allows us to avenge Sima Qian's uncle Cricket and Bingbing."
[The college students are very obedient. This is a valuable internship.]
[Hey, great king~, praise~]
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Huo Yan was not stingy and smiled happily.
Mr. Jiang on the other side blew his beard and glared, "You are wasting these children's talents! You are misleading them!"
Huo Yan leaned back on the cushion he brought with him, without taking off his shoes, and crossed his legs high. He took out a small fish fried in rapeseed oil wrapped in oil paper from his arms, pinched one and put it in his mouth, then pushed the paper package towards Jiang Gong's hand.
Mr. Jiang was furious. The people Huo Yan had sent out were all his own children. Every one of them was kindhearted and was studying hard, yet they were sent away by Huo Yan. He was furious that his own little cabbages were sent to the pigpen. He felt Huo Yan was an eyesore.
"Sit down right there, old man. You're twisting your body so crookedly. I taught you etiquette, but you've learned it!"
The wind blew past his ears. Huo Yan neatly finished a small fish, wiped his hands, and pushed the paper bag away. "Why don't you try one? The opera house has a new fried fish with salt and pepper. The fish are plump today. I used Western pepper and my freshly made salt to marinate them, and fried them in rapeseed oil. Even the bones are crispy."
Seeing his shameless greed, Mr. Jiang recalled the various behaviors of Huo Yan when he was studying in front of him. Every day when he was not paying attention, this kid would sneak snacks and dried fruits with Huo Qubing, as if the food would taste less delicious when he was not in class.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The last person who made him so angry was Dong Zhongshu. Jiang Gong wanted to pick up a bamboo slip and hit Huo Yan on the head, but suddenly found that his bamboo slips had been replaced with more usable paper. For a moment, his anger stagnated there, unable to go up or down, and it was very itchy.
"What a jerk!"
Huo Yan bared his teeth and took another fish, chewing it like a little mouse.
For some reason, he felt that the food he ate in front of Mr. Jiang tasted especially good.
Jiang Gong couldn't beat him, so he joined in, sat across from him, and ate the small fish wrapped in oil paper. He had originally planned to just taste it, but now that he liked it, he snatched the small fish away and wouldn't let Huo Yan touch it.
Huo Yan's hand was pushed away, and he groaned aggrievedly, "You stole my food."
It was rare for Lord Jiang to smile when he saw Huo Yan, but today he did smile.
Huo Yan tilted his head and smiled at him.
"Knowledge gained from books is always shallow; true understanding comes from personal experience. Sir, please eat the fish."
Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.
He is the best at acting like a spoiled child. When he smiles, his teeth show and his eyes disappear. He is very quirky and there is no one who doesn't like him.
Mr. Jiang was no exception. He tapped Huo Yan's forehead and scolded him for not understanding the music.
Huo Yan thought that Lu You's line was very famous, so how could it be inconsistent with the rhythm? He stole another fish and chewed it like a cat.
"You don't understand. This sentence will be passed down through the ages."
"You!" Mr. Jiang laughed, but he was slow to speak and his tongue was tied.
Huo Yan remained silent, his expression calm and composed. His eyes were bright and clear, with a hint of mischief that was just right. He was waiting for Mr. Jiang to speak.
Mr. Jiang touched Huo Yan's head, and his eyes under his wrinkled eyelids were gentle and loving.
"You're still the same as when we were little, you little rascal. I'll punish you by making you return it to me tomorrow."
"Okay!" Huo Yan answered readily. He picked up the last fish and put it in his mouth. Then he stood up naturally and said briskly, "It looks like it's going to rain, so I'm leaving!"
Mr. Jiang said goodbye to him with a smile and watched his car drive away with a kind look.
As soon as Huo Yan left, the sky turned to drizzle as he said.
The autumn rain was cool. Mr. Jiang closed the door, looked at the cushion left by Huo Yan, put it around his waist, and felt a little emotional.
People who are too smart are always more inclined to protect themselves and always lack bloodiness. His student is a very smart child, but he never seems to lose his bloodiness.
Cute and lovely.
His smartest student.
But his lovely students didn't know what to do, but his smartest student knew it very well. He wanted to use his humble strength to gamble on the increase in salt production and to stop the salt and iron monopoly, simply so that the people would not die and become impoverished because of the salt and iron monopoly policy.
"Ayan, great kindness."
Jiang Gong held a lamp and listened to the sound of rain outside the window. When he lost the debate to Dong Zhongshu, he knew that he had lost not his tongue but the emperor's heart.
But fortunately, he thought thankfully that even if Huo Yan did not recognize his doctrine, he would still feel happy because he had taught a true gentleman.
His students truly love the people and cherish life, and their passion is unquenchable.
"What you learn from books is always shallow; you must practice it yourself to truly understand it."
Confucianism says "the golden mean", Taoism says "don't dare to be the first in the world", and his students say to move forward and dare to be the first in the world.
The light flickered across the wall, and Mr. Jiang's sigh was particularly obvious.
Those who walk ahead are destined to work hard and may not necessarily have a good ending.
Ah Yan, that’s very kind.
Huo Yan, who couldn't stand the nagging, sneezed. Facing Huo Qubing's worried eyes, he muttered, "Oh, Mr. Jiang is nagging me for eating his fish."
Every autumn rain brings a chill, and winter is finally coming.
Unfortunately, the cat was destined to have no winter in the first year of Yuanshou.
From the beginning of the first year of Yuanshou, Liu Che wanted to fight the Huns and launch a strategic counterattack. After much persuasion, he decided to lie low. Now it has been two years, and Liu Che and the entire Han Dynasty are ready to fight, determined to beat the Huns into dogs.
With the great general and the champion marquis here, our Han Dynasty is invincible. Hehehe, you Huns, prepare to die!
The entire Weiyang Palace was filled with martial virtue, but when His Majesty said on the high platform that the general would not go, the atmosphere became cold for a moment.
Huh, the general isn’t going?
Huh, listen to the champion?
Ha, Your Majesty won’t let the general be dealt with, will he?
The general still had a smile on his face, and the champion marquis still had an icy face.
Everyone's eyes flickered towards Huo Yan, but Huo Yan pretended not to see anything, looking at his nose and his heart.
Everyone misunderstood even more.
Could it be that Wei Huo is going to split up the family?
[Ayan, look, the freezing point has begun.]
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Huo Yan followed behind Huo Qubing, looking calm and lost in thought, then rolled his eyes at the barrage of comments.
The ghost's freezing point theory was that his uncle wanted his uncle to enjoy a peaceful life in Chang'an and train his brother, the future commander-in-chief of the three armed forces. If he hadn't been brought to the Weiyang Palace by his uncle for a free meal last night, he would have actually believed it.
Last night.
"I want to beat the Xiongnu like dogs, and I also want to establish connections with the Western Regions and gain the benefits they provide for the war! Qubing, you must fight well in this battle for me. When you return, your uncle will give you a high official position and a large house!"
Liu Che's voice was so loud that it was deafening.
"Did you hear that?"
Huo Qubing's expression remained calm. He cupped his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied, "I've told you many times, don't worry!"
Huo Yan stealthily moved in front of Wei Qing, clinked glasses with him, and took a sip of wine. "Wine is best made from sour grapes, and this is a good one."
Wei Qing shook his head, took a sip, and put down the wine he brought. "The sweet and smooth one last time was delicious."
Huo Yan chuckled, took out a glass jar from his pocket and handed it to him, then whispered in his ear, "I still have one bottle left from last time I brewed it. Give it to your uncle."
Huo Qubing and Wei Qing had the same taste and could not get enough of Tianhong. If he knew that Huo Yan had confiscated a jar and refused to share it equally, he would have been angry for half the night.
Wei Qing obviously knew it too. He looked at Huo Qubing, then secretly stuffed the wine into his sleeve while avoiding Huo Qubing.
There was no other way, he also liked to drink, so I could only let Qubing drink less.
Liu Che's purpose in fighting against Huo Qubing was summed up in two words: casual.
He was a better person because he didn't do any micro-management. He trusted Huo Qubing and let him play freely. As long as he could run back and win the battle, it was fine.
Huo Qubing took command of the army and led tens of thousands of cavalry out of Longxi.
After the sixth year of Yuanshuo, Huo Qubing's experience became the dream that all boys looked forward to.
Longxi was a border county and was deeply persecuted by the Xiongnu. In Longxi, it was considered disrespectful if no one mentioned General Huo.
On the day he set out to fight, the streets of Longxi were deserted, all wanting to see General Huo.
Huo Yan stayed beside Zhao Po Nu, and the two of them ate raisins together, with endless soldiers and armor behind them.
Huo Qubing also threw one into his mouth and pointed the whip in the distance.
That is the direction of the Hexi Corridor.
The young man has a clear voice.
"My men, drive the Huns out, and you'll have grapes to eat every year!"
The soldiers behind him moved in the direction he pointed, like a black cloud.
Such high spirits.
Follow the cavalry and fight in Hexi!
Everything in this battle was planned by Huo Qubing, except Huo Yan.
According to common sense, Li Guang was not present at all in the first battle in Hexi, so it would be useless for Huo Yan to go there. However, Huo Yan insisted, as if he had never seen Huo Qubing in his eight lifetimes, and followed him wherever he went.
He didn't know the cause of Huo Qubing's death, so he decided to keep Huo Qubing under his watch.
"Well, you're in need of a healer, right? I'm just the right person, I've been trained, I can keep up with you."
Huo Yan coughed lightly, and seeing Huo Qubing's helpless look, he pointed at the picture on the account with his hand.
"I'm going to launch a surprise attack and try to seize Hexi in one fell swoop. Ah Yan, can you still keep up now?"
Countless ink marks were drawn on the white paper, and only one cinnabar mark was conspicuously bright between the mountains and the grassland, like a blood vessel with red blood flowing in the middle.
Starting from Longxi County, they crossed the Wudu River, attacked the Chupu tribe, crossed the Hunu River, and crossed the Yanzhi Mountain.
Huo Yan looked carefully and his head started buzzing.
His hands measured the land and almost glimpsed a miracle.
Huo Qubing was going to lead his soldiers to fight over a thousand miles, cross Yanzhi Mountain, and engage in a decisive battle with the main force of the Huns at Gaolan Mountain.
This road drawn with cinnabar is burning with the blood of Huo Qubing.
The excitement spread all the way, leading the Han people to victory and glory.
Huo Yan held the oil lamp in his hand and looked at the picture carefully under the flickering light.
After a long moment, he turned around and said, "If I can't keep up, just abandon me and don't look back."
Most of Huo Qubing's face was submerged in the shadow of the lamp, and his slender figure was cast on the ground by the dim light, revealing only a slight clue, and even a corner, one could see his fortitude and calmness.
"Of course." The Champion Marquis curled his lips without showing his teeth, then turned his head towards him. "Joining our army is no different. Military orders are as heavy as a mountain, so you just have to obey."
He drew out his voice, imitating Huo Yan's usual manner, with a very reasonable tone in his voice.
Be obedient and wait for me to come back.
After being inseparable for many years, Huo Yan still didn't know what was going on in Huo Qubing's mind. He slowly walked towards Huo Qubing, took out a palm-sized jade token from his arms, threw it in front of Huo Qubing, and raised the corners of his lips. He was very proud, and the small red mole under his lip was also very bright, as if all the lights in the room were focused on this mole.
"Your Majesty's token is here. I am the only one who can control you, but you cannot control me."
Looking at people under the light can make them look even more magnificent than usual, and can also make someone's pride more concrete.
This badge belongs to Liu Che. It has no specific use, but the emperor loves it.
Just being the emperor's favorite was enough for Huo Yan to gain recognition.
For someone at Li Guang's level, just light some incense and knock him out. If you want a badge, it's you, Huo Qubing!
"Even if you don't take me with you, I will still follow you. I will feel more relaxed if I follow you."
Huo Qubing was helpless. Their eyes met, like two sides of a mirror. He slowly spread his palm, extended his hand towards Huo Yan, and gently placed it on his right cheek.
"Follow me closely, don't go too far away."
Huo Yan didn't hide. He even leaned to the right when the warm, dry palm touched him, bringing half of his face closer to Huo Qubing. He lowered his head, smiled and winked at Huo Qubing, just like a little fox.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Huo Qubing touched his face, pinching his soft cheeks with interest. His rough hands made Huo Yan feel itchy. He deliberately teased him, holding Huo Yan's hands to prevent him from smacking the melon seeds, and pinched his flesh again, "You seem to have gained weight."
He pretended to put his arm around Huo Yan's shoulders and weigh him. Huo Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore, "What's wrong with getting fat?! I'm eating your food!"
Huo Qubing had a smile on his lips, and like Huo Yan, his eyes curved when he smiled.
"Not fat, not fat. Only my Ah Yan is not fat."
Huo Yan retracted and released his claws, and finally pretended to point at his chest fiercely.
"I came here today just to inform you. Remember to take me with you, otherwise you will be disobeying my order. Besides, I can speak Xiongnu language now, so don't try to trick me!"
Huo Qubing smiled and watched him leave without saying a word. Huo Yan strode open the tent, and his red cloak fluttered and rolled behind him, like a proud little bird with its feathers standing on end.
Huo Qubing laughed as he watched.
His eyes fell on the cinnabar road, and his fingers tapped unconsciously.
"Six days."
Huo Yan may not trust anyone, but he cannot not trust his brother. Huo Qubing will definitely do what he promised.
As expected, Huo Yan mounted his horse early in the morning. The north wind from the northern slopes was freezing cold, and a slap hit him hard, making his black iron helmet make a crisp sound. His hands were already red from the cold.
His trainers distributed the prepared gloves. Huo Yan silently carried the crossbow and medicine box on his back, leaned over the horse's neck, and rode side by side with Zhao Po Nu, galloping with Huo Qubing.
Before daybreak, the snow line of the Qilian Mountains glowed with a cold blue light in the moonlight.
Huo Qubing led the elite of the Han army. Except for Huo Qubing, no one knew the direction or where they were going.
But everyone's eyes were closely following the young general in front of them, following him as if they were following the only king.
They were like a pack of wolves, walking through the grasslands and foothills. Even though the wind was so strong that they couldn't open their eyes, everyone's eyes were bright. They firmly believed that their wolf king would lead them to strangle the enemies and gain supreme glory.
We are born into this world to be heroes.
Huo Yan and his companions galloped along. Ahead lay the Wubo Ridge, a crucial point in the eastern section of the Qilian Mountains. Known by the Xiongnu as the "Gate of Hell," it was still covered in three feet of ice even in late spring. The Xiongnu leader's voice, shrouded in frost, said, "General, we can't go any further."
Huo Qubing ran his fingertips across the sheepskin map. He raised his hand, and the eight thousand cavalrymen obeyed his orders and stopped in unison.
Huo Qubing traced the sheepskin map with his fingertips and stopped at the remains of the Qin Straight Road. "Send the order. Take only three days' rations, abandon your armor, and set out at three o'clock in the morning."
The eight thousand Han cavalry dismounted obediently and shared their rations: sesame cakes specially made from Huo Yan's Chang'an factory. Then they took out the small, double-layered wooden boxes Huo Yan had promoted among the army, threw snow and ice on the lime bags, and reluctantly drank some hot water.
This might be the last full meal before they met the Xiongnu, so everyone tried their best to eat as much as possible. Huo Yan's first time joining the army was with Huo Qubing, and he had to carry his medicine box along with him, and he couldn't be left alone. You can imagine how hard it was.
The corners of his lips were torn and bleeding, and he silently took out a large bowl of homemade lip balm from his medicine box and applied it to his lips. He distributed the lip balm, finished eating the cake, and took out a needle and thread from his sleeve to sew a glove for a soldier who had accidentally torn his glove. Seeing this, Zhao Po Nu was speechless, "This medicine box is really full of everything."
Huo Qubing sipped the hot water Huo Yan gave him and glanced at him when he heard the words. Zhao Po Nu immediately picked up the wooden box and drank the water.
When Huo Qubing marched, he was unpredictable. He did not carry any baggage, traveled light, and ate wherever he could.
Three o'clock in the morning.
"People hold their tongues in their mouths, and horses wrap their hooves."
The young general's military orders were as brief as a knife.
The eight thousand Han cavalrymen untied their heavy armor, revealing the light leather armor lining. Huo Yan also discarded his medicine chest, carrying only a small bundle, which he strapped to his body inside his leather armor. He accompanied the other cavalrymen and followed Huo Qubing closely.
At midnight, Huo Qubing personally led 300 men up the eastern icy cliff. With their wrist guards hooked into the cracks of the snowy mountain, the 300 men led the Han army, like a black snake, as they scaled the icy cliff. The sound of iron hooks digging into the thousand-year-old frozen earth was perfectly muffled by the howling north wind.
Huo Qubing led the way forward, carving out the final step with his ring-handled sword. Ice chips rustled against Huo Yan's shoulder armor. Huo Yan trailed behind him, his hands and feet frozen beyond recognition. He could only watch Huo Qubing, desperately climbing upward, as if watching his invincible brother could bolster his resolve.
Huo Qubing was the first to climb the ice cliff, followed closely by Zhao Po Nu, who immediately reached out to pull the people below.
Huo Qubing looked down from a high place and saw that after crossing Wuzhu Mountain, an important obstacle for the Han army to enter the area controlled by the Xiongnu, they entered the Xiongnu's sphere of influence.
It was pitch black at night, and even the Huns could not tell north from south, but the young general only took a glance, recalled the map, and almost instantly determined the direction of the Xiu Pu tribe a hundred miles away.
"Brother, this is Huo Qubing!"
Please give me a hand, my hands are weak!
A weak voice sounded, and before Huo Yan could finish speaking, Huo Qubing, who had been observing his movements, immediately stretched out his hands and picked up Huo Yan, who was hanging on the ice cliff.
Huo Yan was carried on his shoulders and lifted up to the cliff like a kitten.
His nose and cheeks were frozen red. He curled up into a ball on the top of the mountain, rubbing the tendons in his left hand.
He had no problem climbing the cliff, but when he finally used his hands to support his legs and climbed up, the bones in his left hand ached slightly, perhaps because the ice was too cold. If he hadn't clenched his right hand tightly, he would have almost fallen. He tried again with great effort before calling Huo Qubing.
Huo Qubing was a little worried that he would catch a cold, so he wrapped him in his cloak. Huo Yan rubbed his hand for a long time and gave him a few injections before the pain in his left hand finally subsided.
He reached out to Huo Qubing, who pulled him up. He shook off the ice chips on his body and instructed Zhao Po Nu to install the iron pulley. He had already prepared the equipment for transporting horses below, and now only a fixed pulley was left.
Once the pulleys were installed, Zhao Po Nu and his companions felt much less tired. The people below also stepped onto the horse-mounted steps and were slowly pulled to the top of the cliff.
The result that 8,000 cavalrymen fought with almost no casualties made Zhao Po Nu marvel at it. If his previous impression of Huo Yan was that of a general brother who was super rich, super generous, and very caring, now he was a general brother who was very skillful, compassionate, and willing to help people in need.
Not only him, the eyes of the eight thousand cavalrymen looking at Huo Yan also changed.
With just a few iron wheels, he pulled the horse up. The general's younger brother was simply a god-like figure.
But thinking about the general, it’s no wonder that the general’s younger brother is so powerful.
[This is still crude, but it’s the best I can do.]
[Yanzi, when you go down the mountain later, don't ride a horse. Just attach the pulley to the wooden board and let the horse run slower. You can take the carriage.]
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[Baby, drink some hot water. I remember I brought some ginseng pills in my bag.]
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I dared not miss the comments, for fear that the baby would be gone.
Huo Qubing was also afraid that his baby was gone, so he wrapped himself in a cloak, clenched his hands tightly, and his eyes were full of worry.
Huo Yan was chewing the ginseng pill with an expressionless face. Seeing him like this, I thought he wanted to eat it too, so I stuffed one into his pocket.
Huo Qubing frowned in pain, but swallowed it in the end.
Huo Yan smiled at him, and it was like flowers blooming on an icy cliff.
"Please, General, take me down the mountain later."
Using a horse-drawn carriage would only delay the process; the best solution would be to ride Huo Qubing's horse down the mountain.
Because even if Huo Qubing brought another Huo Yan with him, he could still ride away from the crowd when going down the mountain. The reason why he had to ride one horse each was because they would encounter the Huns on the way, and it would be difficult for two people to draw their swords. But it was not necessary when going down the mountain because the Huns did not dare to climb this mountain at all.
Sure enough, Huo Qubing didn't think twice. As soon as the horse arrived, he grabbed Huo Yan's collar, tied him in front of him, and went down the mountain.
Huo Yan got a rare rest of the day by Huo Qubing's side. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he took a ginseng pill and once again rode his horse to follow Huo Qubing.
The Wuzui Heavenly Gorge has been crossed, and the Xiupu River is under attack.
The Huns.
The tallow torches in front of King Hunxie's tent flickered in the strong wind, and the sound of the old shaman's bone bell suddenly became violent, as if it was summoning souls.
King Zhelan put down the wine jar with golden horns, looked outside the tent, and said in a vague Xiongnu language, "The wind is getting stronger!"
【Author’s words】
The Guliang School emphasized respecting the king, but also advocated benevolent governance. Starting from the idea of valuing the people, it clearly pointed out that "the people are the foundation of the king". It believed that a wise and benevolent ruler who cared for the people and paid attention to their livelihood would be praised in the "Spring and Autumn Annals", while a monarch who only cared about personal enjoyment and ignored the lives of the people would be ridiculed.
It's very contradictory.
From Jiang Gong's perspective, he didn't believe his ideas were wrong, only that they didn't win the emperor's favor. However, Guliang did lag behind Dong Zhongshu in some respects. The Guliang School emphasized ritual and music education and benevolent governance, while Dong Zhongshu constructed a theological system centered on "great unification." The Guliang School lacked a clear and systematic theory of human nature; Dong Zhongshu proposed the "Three Qualities of Human Nature" theory. The Guliang School emphasized traditional etiquette and patriarchal ties, while Dong Zhongshu centered the "Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues."
Of course, Chezi used the Guliang School's view that the king's power was supreme.
It is indeed as Xun'er said, the Han Dynasty has its own system, which is a mixture of hegemony and kingly way, that is, Confucianism on the outside and law on the inside, with both morality and punishment being equally important.
A Yan also agrees with this, but he also cherishes life and loves the people, and the equality of all beings in socialism is engraved in his bones.
Xiao Chunhe was pulled by Tetsuko to be Jiang Gong's student when he was very young. He was the most mischievous one on weekdays, but even if they had different opinions, Jiang Gong still loved him very much because he believed that cherishing life and people was the core of a gentleman.
But Liu Che did not have that. There are so many things mentioned above about the kingly way of tyranny. I can only say that those ways did not treat the people as human beings, but only as tools.
Heaven created the people and raised me.
All feudal emperors were like this, and Shang Ben A Zheng also thought so. He had one good point, which was that he believed that his tools should be more useful and more numerous, so he acquiesced to Xiuying's love for the people.
Tetsuko also has one good point: he only cares about the results, not the process. You can get money and get promoted.
So he didn't care how A Yan handled the wine policy. He only cared about having money so that he could fight the Huns and carry out reforms. That's it.
It can be said that even if Ayan fed everyone and destroyed the powerful families, as long as he had money and food, Chezi would protect him.
So the way he treats Ayan is considered as a monarch offline system, and Ayan is suitable for this.
(PS: Ah Yan and his fellow apprentices all dislike Ah Zheng because he is very controlling, but Ah Yan plays the role of loving someone and loving his dog, and to be honest, he is good-looking as mentioned above.)
Okay, I have a vision of Xunzi teaching Han Fei and Li Si.
Well, who wouldn’t love the bright and passionate little Ah Yan? (Ma Qian’s face)
Yanyan has a foundation in this. He has learned riding and shooting since he was a child, but he was completely defeated by Qubing.
He's not as good as Qubing, and even worse than Zhao Po Nu. He just barely meets the standard of a Qubing soldier, barely passing, and is still a special student. Please don't make things difficult for him, okay. [Holding chin]
By the way, my hand is injured, and when it touches something cold, it will feel sore and even tremble. Don't ask me how I know, my knee is like this, hahaha. [狗头]
There are currently only three words that can cure diseases.
The first two represent the rising sun, symbolizing sunshine, warmth, and brightness, symbolizing positivity and hope. The other is Yuanxi. "Yuan" (元熙), meaning beginning, root, and head, signifies a solid foundation, a good start, and a sense of stability. "Xi" (熙), originally meaning dawn and brightness, symbolizes hope and a bright future, and can also imply a life filled with sunshine, smoothness, and peace. Well, mainly because Qubing is the eldest son, I wanted to give him the character "Yuan." "Xi" (熙) means bright and radiant. Qubing is very good.
A bright and clear sky, which matches the spring very well, both are bright sunshine.
The next word is "随之" (Suizhi), which means to protect the child's safety, hope that he or she will have a stable life, free from illness and disaster, and live a peaceful life.
The original meaning of "随" is the handle rope used when getting on a bus, which allows people to get on the bus smoothly. From this, it is extended to mean "to comfort" and "stability". For example, "福禄随之" in "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Yuanyang" means that the person is blessed with good fortune and stability.
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