The big man has a living father

Chapter 32 Princess Gifts Clothes
On horseback, Huo Qubing was riding at full speed with great enthusiasm.

To be honest, Huo Qubing had already reached the top of his official career. Although his fiefdom was still some distance away from that of a marquis, it should be nearby, as his family had more money than they could spend.

There is hardly any great pursuit.

If so, there are two.

One is to destroy the Huns.

One is to train his younger brother to become a talented person.

The army moved very slowly, and with 40,000 Huns along, it moved even slower.

It would be even slower if we also bring cattle and sheep.

When we first set out, we had 140,000 cattle and sheep. We ate cow and sheep dairy products along the way, and consumed another 40,000 cattle and sheep to get to where we are today.

But things got much better after we entered Gyeonggi Province. There was plenty of food here and we no longer had to eat expensive cattle and sheep.

The food eaten by these 40,000 Huns was a drop in the bucket for the Han Empire. You have to know that the Han Empire now had 600,000 horses, of which tens of thousands were fed with grain.

At most, let a few thousand horses eat less, and the 40,000 Hun immigrants will be well fed.

However, due to the slow pace of return, Huo Qubing had nothing to do, so he taught the soldiers to read.

At first, Huo Qubing adhered to the principle of "learning nothing" and never thought of teaching his soldiers to read, but the time Huo Hai spent in the army changed Huo Qubing's cognition.

When Huo Qubing was teaching Huo Hai to read, Zhao Bolu also followed suit and learned to read.

Huo Qubing initially told Zhao Bolu not to waste his time, but Huo Hai said: "Zhao Bolu has made great contributions this time, so he will definitely be granted a title of nobility. If he cannot read after being granted a title of nobility, how can he be independent? If he cannot be independent, how can he be promoted?"

At first, Zhao Bolu also said that he didn't want to be promoted, but Huo Hai changed their minds with just one sentence.

"If the northern grasslands can give rise to the Huns, will the southern seas give rise to sea slaves? Are there any tribes as powerful as the Huns behind the mountains in the southwest? Big brother, you can still fight the Huns, can you split yourself into four and fight four directions at once?"

From that day on, the famous scholar in Chang'an City began to teach his subordinates to read.

However, the progress of Huo Qubing's subordinates was completely different.

Zhao Bolu was a smart man and got the hang of it quickly. Zhao Anji, Fu Luzhi, Yi Jixuan, Puduo and others had followed Huo Qubing to fight after the Xiongnu king surrendered. It was a great honor for them to learn the Chang'an dialect. It was very difficult for them to learn to read in a short period of time.

Of course, there were also people like Gao Bushi, who, although he was the king of the Huns, had a talent for languages ​​and learned very quickly.

But Lu Bode is different. He is a well-educated boy who can read and write, and he has learned very well.

Huo Qubing had a lot of money anyway, so he sent an advance team to collect study materials on the road and then send them back.

I never expected that the study materials sent back would be "Fu on Afang Palace".

Huo Qubing looked suspicious: "Who do you think wrote this?"

Zhao Polu: "My Lord, this was written by the Second Young Master. I specifically asked around and the scholar in the city ahead said it was written by Huo Hai, the younger brother of Huo Huqi and the Prince's Attendant."

"The prince's attendant?" Huo Qubing was suspicious. With his second brother's education level, could he accompany the prince to study? Accompanying the prince in cockfighting was possible.

After reading Fu on Afang Palace, Huo Qubing became even more confused.

Although Huo Qubing did not like studying military books, it did not mean that he did not read.

Huo Qubing, who was raised by Emperor Liu Che, had read many literary masterpieces. What level is the Fu of Afang Palace? Could it be that Sima Xiangru wrote it for him?

Huo Qubing's old man face on the subway phone... Desert, bamboo slips, disgusted face/JPG: "Is Sima Xiangru old and confused?"

The army advanced for a few more days, and Zhao Bolu went to collect bamboo slips again. He found that all the scholars in that small town were reading "The Goddess of Luo River".

"Last time you said it was written by Huo Hai, so this one was also written by Huo Hai?"

Zhao Polu: "It's absolutely true, Lord! Please believe me, Lord!"

Huo Qubing raised the corners of his mouth: "You farted!" He said it was a fart, but he actually believed it.

"The Goddess of Luo River" is so special. It is not about its gorgeousness, nor its high literary attainments, nor its exquisite structure.

His choice of words and sentences broke through the times!
Nowadays, if you have feelings to express, few people can write a beautiful sentence.

"How can I find brave men to guard the four directions" written by Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang is already the most awesome thing among all the awesome things. Not only do these lines rhyme, but the rhythm is also smooth to read!

Liu Che was also a literature lover and liked to write "XXX兮XX", but he didn't even have a single sentence that was easy to write and popular and easy to spread.

So much so that no educated person has ever heard the songs written by Liu Che.

The choice of words and sentences in "The Goddess of Luo River" broke through the limitations of the times.

This reading is completely different from the previous articles, but! It reads very smoothly, more smoothly than the previous articles! It seems that the previous articles are like silted ditches, and "The Goddess of Luo River" is an excavator, a few shovels down, the river is opened! The water gushed out directly, the kind of joy is unimaginable!

What it dug with these shovels is quite artistic and beautiful.

There is a kind of beauty that is like an excavator dancing ballet while digging a ditch by the river. It is powerful, gentle and unimaginable.

No matter who you are, as long as you have written an article, after reading "The Goddess of Luo River", you will feel that you have done nothing and your writing level has skyrocketed!

If I use the thinking of "The Goddess of Luo River" to write an article, it will definitely be better than the articles I wrote before.

After all, it is obviously easier to read the latter sentence than "The cannons bombarded him with a roar like thunder, and hit his old mother, revealing her bones" to "The cannons bombarded his old mother, and blew her to pieces."

The improvement in writing format is like using an iron knife to beat yourself who is using a bronze knife.

In fact, Huo Qubing didn't believe that "Fu on Afang Palace" was written by his second brother.

But after watching "The Goddess of Luo River", I believed it.

Because, the more books one reads, the less likely it is that one can write "The Goddess of the Luo River". If a person who has only learned to read for four or five months wrote "The Goddess of the Luo River", although it is strange, it is more reliable than Sima Xiangru who practiced Yongchun all his life and then changed to Changquan at the age of sixty.

So, along the way, Huo Qubing began to send people to inquire about Huo Hai's affairs, and also sent people back to Chang'an to inquire about things at home.

Soon, Huo Qubing heard that Huo Hai had started a business selling paper, and Huo Qubing also got some white paper.

With the white paper, the people under him could read and recognize words much faster.

After all, there is no need to carry heavy bamboo slips or scratch the frozen soil with branches.

Huo Hai's prowess also spread within the team.

Now, all the soldiers know that the Marquis’s brother is extraordinary.

The Marquis is a great general of the Han Dynasty, and his younger brother is the future ruler.

Finally, the team arrived ten miles outside Chang'an City.

Your Majesty has enclosed a piece of land for the Huns to live in temporarily, so the army arrived at the west of the city.

And here, the people, nobles, officials, etc. are here, welcoming the returning army.

As Huo Qubing walked forward, he saw Huo Hai, Princess Wei Chang, and Cao Xiang standing side by side on horseback.

I felt a little relieved to see that Huo Hai was much whiter and taller than before.

But the emperor was just ahead, so Huo Qubing couldn't stop to talk. He just took out a jewel-studded knife hanging on his horse's back and threw it to Huo Hai: "My brother, take it."

Watching Huo Hai take the precious sword, Cao Xiang sighed: "This must be the sword of a certain Xiongnu king, and it is a precious sword that only old Xiongnu kings have. My goodness, it is actually a steel sword? It's a magic weapon! At least a hundred gold!"

Huo Hai: "One hundred gold?? I'll sell it to you."

Cao Xiang retreated strategically: "Hiss, the spoils your brother gave you, you turn around and sell them?"

Huo Hai: "How about I use it and go to Chang'an to kill two people?" It's because it's a trophy, otherwise it wouldn't be worth even ten gold coins.

Cao Xiang pinched his chin and said, "That makes sense. It's better to sell it. I'll buy it! I'll send someone to deliver the money to the Huo Mansion later."

As the two were talking, a young man came riding over.

"Your Highness, the Princess, Marquis of Pingyang, Lord Huo!"

"My name is Zhao Guo. His Majesty has ordered that the two adults come to the palace for a banquet."

Princess Wei Chang took off the cloak from her back and threw it to Huo Hai: "It's cold in the palace, help me try to see if it keeps me warm."

Huo Hai put on his cloak and said, "Princess, please send someone to the Huo Mansion to pass on a message and have my people drive the carriage to the palace."

On the road, the cavalry presented him with a sword and the princess presented him with a robe.

Huo Hai put on his cloak and saw Princess Wei Chang off, then headed towards the palace.

At the back of the road, ordinary people watched Huo Hai walk forward and asked, "Who is that young man? The princess actually gave her cloak to him?"

"That's Huo Hai, the second young master Huo."

"Is that what those scholars spread?"

"What does this have to do with us? After seeing General Huo, we can go back. It's too damn cold, this horrible weather..."

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Thanks to my book friends 1 Mugui Laoniu, Bodhisattva Chui, and Chengge for their rewards for helping me drive, thank you!
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