Chapter Ninety-Seven: Sweat and Blood

Dawn came. Guo Yi put on his official uniform under the service of Mrs. Wang Zhong, sorted out his appearance, and put on the crown of Jinxian.

In the government hall, Fan Xin was anxiously pacing back and forth. He hadn't seen him for a few months, and he was already covered with stubble, with a long scar on his face, and his hair, though neatly combed, was dry and dull. The hardships of the war left indelible marks on his face. His eyes are still starry, but he no longer has the arrogance of a teenager.

"Fan Xin." When Guo Yi saw him, he didn't dare to confirm it for a while, his changes were too great.

Fan Xinyan turned around, his eyes were filled with ecstasy, and his face seemed to see the spring sunshine all of a sudden. Excitedly: "Lord! I am back! ”

Guo Yi also cried with joy, and walked quickly in front of him, "It's good to be back." ”

After listening to Fan Xin's report on the military situation, he said very concisely, only mentioning some key points, and omitting all the details. After several defeats and several victories, in just a few months, Fan Xin can be said to have tasted the impermanence of war.

Guo Yi rewarded the soldiers and rewarded them according to their merits. The soldiers who died on the battlefield, and those who could find their remains, were buried in the ground. If they can't find it, they will set up a mound and give their share of the reward to their family. A mass funeral was held to comfort their souls in heaven.

Yang Bo was still in charge of handling government affairs and began to adjust the appointment and dismissal of officials in Longxi County. Those officials who were defeated and captured by Fan Xin were all executed and their property confiscated. Men were sent to the army, and women were distributed to those who were not married to meritorious men.

Fan Xin shaved off his beard, and according to Confucian etiquette, the body and skin should not be damaged by the parents, and filial piety is the beginning. But Guo Yi doesn't care about etiquette, he always shaves his beard cleanly. As the chief investor, Fan Xin was also influenced by him and didn't pay attention to etiquette at all.

Yang Bo blew his beard angrily and glared, reprimanding them for violating filial piety and being the son of man in vain.

Guo Yi only said, "Filial piety and honesty, my father will live separately." Lift Maocai, don't know books. There are too many people who cheat for the sake of fame. What does shaving have to do with honoring one's parents? It's just that I want to show others and gain fame. ”

Yang Bo advised: "Of course, the general can do his own thing, but I am afraid that he will fall into the hands of others." ”

"It doesn't matter." Guo Yi thought to himself, these outdated rules, when I become the house, they will all be abolished!

In fact, not only Guo Yi and Fan Xin, but also Long Yi, Long Er and others are the same, they all shave their beards on time. Confucian etiquette in Guo Yi's military camp is basically equivalent to.

"My lord, I will get two bloody horses and give them to my lord." Fan Xin ordered people to bring two horses, one black and the other blood-red. Neither horse had a single stray hair, and was extremely tall, half a head taller than the Qiang horses. Fat and strong, like a small tank.

However, neither of these horses has yet to grow, and they have not even been castrated, so they cannot go into battle.

Castration is a key process in the cultivation of war horses, and uncastrated horses have a strong personality and are difficult to control, which can easily cause unknown dangers on the battlefield. Neither a cavalryman riding an ordinary horse nor a general riding a golden horse would ride a horse that could "go crazy" at any moment.

It is precisely because all the war horses have to be castrated, which directly leads to the fact that most of the top horses are queenless. Therefore, since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Dawan horses have been introduced from Central Asia countless times. In the end, they had to choose to mate with native horses, resulting in impure bloodlines, and thus becoming mortal horses.

Seeing Guo Yi standing still, everyone thought that he was surprised by the majesty of the horses. Fan Xin understood what he was thinking, and sighed: "If you want to use Dawan horses to build a cavalry team, you must take the Western Regions into your pocket. It's just that...... It's hard! ”

Fan Xin's sigh struck a chord with everyone, and they all lamented the loss of control in the Western Regions. Since Emperor Wu, for more than 300 years, the Western Regions have been a vassal of the Han Dynasty, but now even Xiliang is almost lost.

Indoctrination, trade, force, all kinds of methods have been tried! also once saw the hope of the Western Regions being annexed to the imperial court. However, as long as there is unrest in the Central Plains, this area rich in sweat and blood will be lost immediately.

"The effective rule of a country is within three days of the fastest means of transportation." Guo Yi was also very helpless, not to mention the Western Regions, even Jiaozhou in the south, the Hetao region in the north, and the Liaodong region in the east, the central court could not control it.

Before the invention of the train, it was difficult for the unified dynasty of China, whose capital was in the north, to rule such a vast territory. Among them, the idea of Confucian unification played a great role in ensuring the centripetal force of all regions towards the central government in peacetime.

However, the peasant uprisings at the end of the various dynasties also proved that if the means of transportation could not keep up, the vast territory would become a paradise for the rebel army, and it would be difficult for the central government to mobilize elite troops to the rebel areas in the first place.

"When the world is peaceful, let's recover the Western Regions." Guo Yi sighed, this kind of thing that affects the future of a civilization is not something that he can take care of as a thorn in history. instructed: "Go and call Yan Hua." ”