The Three Kingdoms: My Wife is a Great and Good Teacher

Han Fu, Zhang Yang and others didn't dare to say anything at this time. They were equivalent to half hostages.

"But I would like to ask Marquis Changping, what is the name of this poem?" someone asked from the back.

"You princes." Liu Zhaoqing said.

"Shang" means "present", which means "this poem is presented to all the princes of Hebei."

Such undisguised targeting did not leave them any mercy.

At this time, Liu Zhaoqing had every right to treat them like this.

This poem will surely be passed down through the ages because of this battle that is destined to be recorded in history, and because of the title of this poem, the names and deeds of the princes of Hebei will also be known to future generations.

In the past, someone would definitely jump out and accuse Liu Zhaoqing of being unreasonable, or say something like "We didn't harm you, why did you do this?"

But now, even a fool knows that everyone around here is Liu Zhaoqing’s people, so who would dare to say that?

"They seem to be holding something?" At this time, Liu Bei rode to Liu Zhaoqing's side and looked at the countless fish on the surface of the vast ocean and asked in confusion.

Liu Zhaoqing knew that these memories engraved in the blood of the vast sea fish came from the time they transformed into a roc a thousand years ago.

Perhaps it was because Ju Shou wrote his own poems that aroused the energy of heaven and earth, allowing these fish to once again awaken the ancient memories stored in their blood.

"Legend has it that Peng came from this place. Perhaps these fish in the North Sea are looking forward to the return of Peng." Liu Yu said.

Liu Zhaoqing nodded slightly, looked at the sea, and after a while, he pulled the reins in his hand.

Just as he was about to lead the team back, Zhao Yun beside him suddenly looked up and said.

"My lord, look up at the sky!"

Liu Zhaoqing and others looked up and saw a hazy white light appearing in the sky.

It descended slowly like cotton wool.

"go!"

Seeing this, Liu Zhaoqing hurriedly rode his horse towards the place where the ball of light fell, and everyone followed.

Not long after, when Liu Zhaoqing came under the ball of light, the ball of light had slowly fallen to a distance of only more than ten feet from the ground.

“It looked like it was going to fall into the water.”

"No, look, it's coming!"

As if attracted by something, the original falling trajectory of the light ball suddenly changed.

From falling into the water, it floated towards Liu Zhaoqing. Liu Zhaoqing tried to stretch out his hand. When the ball of light fell into his hand, he saw a pure white feather lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

"This is..." Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao on the side were extremely surprised when they saw the feather.

"The feather of the roc?"

This texture and scent are undoubtedly the feathers of a roc.

At this time Liu Zhaoqing felt that there was something under the feather, so he picked up the white feather, and a white "stone" as big as a soybean came into his sight again.

How could something that fell from the sky and landed under the feathers of a roc be just an ordinary stone? It must be something extraordinary.

But the people around, including the knowledgeable Liu Yu, had no idea what this thing was. Even the "locals" such as the Xianbei and Wuhuan had never heard of a roc feather falling from the sky.

However, when Liu Zhaoqing stared at the "stone" for a long time, he gradually realized something.

He dismounted and came to a rock.

Letting the cold water of the vast ocean splash at his ankles, Liu Zhaoqing put away the feather, then squatted down and placed his right hand, which only had a "stone" left, in the water.

Nothing happens.

This really seems to be just a lifeless stone.

"live……"

Liu Zhaoqing suddenly remembered something, took out the other half of the river map from his arms and placed it in his right hand.

All of a sudden, the fragments of the River Map turned into white streams of light and entered the "stone".

Dead objects are infused with life and can once again absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Just like that, the pure white "stone" gradually became transparent, and a tiny fish fry appeared in it.

As the stream of light transformed from the fragments of the River Map was completely absorbed by the fish fry, the size of the fish fry grew larger and larger, breaking through the "stone" that had become a transparent film. In just a short while, it grew from the size of a fingernail to the size of half of Liu Zhaoqing's palm.

The fish could leave Liu Zhaoqing's palm at any time as long as it wiggled its tail fin or jumped up, but it stayed motionless in the palm of his hand.

"This fish has the breath of the Holy Spirit..." Qiu Liju on the other side was shocked, "Could it be... the new Holy Spirit?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other Xianbei tribal leaders all sensed it, and then everyone, including Kebinen, understood a fact.

The Holy Spirit really reappeared, and was reborn with the help of Liu Zhaoqing.

"Chanyu, Chanyu is truly the man of destiny..." a Hu man murmured, and the other Hu people thought almost the same.

To Liu Zhaoqing, the Hu people's shock and astonishment were actually normal, because Liu Zhaoqing felt almost the same way at the moment.

Opening his mouth slightly, Liu Zhaoqing felt the new spirit of heaven and earth in his hands.

He could feel the fish's affection for him, which also indicated that this was a new life completely different from the dead Peng bird.

Perhaps normally, it would take dozens or even hundreds of years for a new Kunpeng to emerge from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but Liu Zhaoqing used the treasure to speed up the process.

Doesn't that mean that if it turns into a roc again in the future, Liu Zhaoqing can even ride on it and soar up to 90,000 miles?

"Is this the gift he gave me?" Liu Zhaoqing thought to himself.

I thought of the gentleman in my dream.

After pondering for a moment, Liu Zhaoqing understood that, given that person's free and easy personality, this was not only a gift to himself.

It is also a gift to his old friend Peng bird, who allowed him to witness the Great Way, and it is also a gift to Beiming and the heaven and earth.

Slowly opening his palms, Liu Zhaoqing, just like he had done before, released the fish in his hand into the boundless ocean.

The fish swam into it and soon disappeared.

There is no need to worry that its tiny body will get lost in the vast ocean, nor is there any need to worry that it will be eaten by powerful enemies and turned into dust during its growth.

Liu Zhaoqing believes that it will rush into the unrestrained sky again, just like it did a thousand years ago.

Even this time it may not take a thousand years.

Standing up and looking towards Beiming, Liu Zhaoqing wondered if he could also sing one of that person's songs when he came next time, and witness with his own eyes the ascent to the sky.

He also believed that day would definitely come.

-

In Changping City two days later.

A grand yet somewhat shabby banquet was being held in the county magistrate's residence.

It is called "grand" because there were so many people attending the meeting, including not only soldiers from Qingfu and Changping City, but also many famous people from Youzhou, such as Gongsun Zan from Beiping, the prefect of Yuyang and even Liu He, the son of Liu Yu.

There were even many people from outside Youzhou: Liu Bei, the prime minister of Pingyuan State, and his two sisters, and righteous people from Jizhou and Bingzhou.

These people were all friends who participated in helping Liu Zhaoqing, and were also important benefactors who enabled him to accomplish the great feat of conquering the grasslands in the north.

The reason why it is called "shabby" is that this banquet, both in terms of scale and the food served, is somewhat unworthy of the title of "celebrating an unprecedented achievement."

Changping City had just been rebuilt less than two months ago. In addition, due to the influence of the Holy Spirit, the northern border had been covered with yellow sand for years, so there were naturally not many materials in the city. Everything was based on the premise of "eating enough" first.

So it was all thanks to Liu He. If he hadn't brought two carts of pastry and ten carts of good wine from Jicheng, and even a dozen chefs with excellent cooking skills, Liu Zhaoqing might have had to use the "grassland etiquette" to entertain these distinguished guests.

Liu Zhaoqing sat at the top seat, Zhang Jiao sat on his right, while Lu Hong sat next to Zhang Jiao. Baoer and the little girl stood behind Liu Zhaoqing and Zhang Jiao.

Sitting in the first row on the left of Liu Zhaoqing is Liu He, while in the first row on the right are the three sisters Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, followed by Zhao Yun, Zhang Liao and Guo Jia.

Everyone at the scene had a smile on their face, and Liu Zhaoqing was no exception.

He raised his glass to the crowd and said, "I am deeply honored that you have come to my house. However, this banquet is a little shabby. I will once again drink a glass to apologize to you all."

After hearing this, Zhang Fei, who was drinking next to Liu Bei, became unhappy.

She slammed the table and said with a red face, "Hey! Zhao Qing, what are you talking about? This is shabby? Just talking about this wine, it can be said that it is the most delicious I have tasted in the past three months, no, six months, no! Three years!"

Seeing her lose composure, Guan Yu beside her closed his eyes and coughed lightly: "Cough..."

"Second sister, what happened to you? Is there a bone stuck in your throat?"

"..."

Fortunately, Liu Bei did not blame Zhang Fei at this time. If it were any other time, she would definitely teach Zhang Fei to pay attention to etiquette, at least to keep his lower body in a female posture, but today was indeed a good day, and Liu Bei just shook his head helplessly.

Zhang Fei's frank words not only did not make the participants feel disgusted or contemptuous, but instead made everyone smile happily.

"General Fei is right. How can such good wine be shabby?!"

"That's right. Being able to gather here with Marquis Changping and all of you like-minded friends, how can it be said to be shabby!"

"There is wine, meat, and pastry, and there are also outstanding people like the Marquis of Changping and you all here. It is no exaggeration to say that this banquet is the best banquet in Hebei."

……

Listening to everyone's words, Liu Zhaoqing also laughed: "You are all right, but I am narrow-minded. For this, I will also drink a glass to apologize."

After drinking it in one gulp, Liu Zhaoqing started chatting with everyone again.

Liu Zhaoqing was worried about the future of these heroes. Many of them resigned from their official positions and gave up their jobs to help Liu Zhaoqing. In response to this, Liu He stood up and conveyed his father Liu Yu's intention. If these heroes had nowhere to go, Youzhou would always have a place for them.

After the biggest worry was resolved, everyone spoke freely at the banquet. The Battle of Mobei was unforgettable for everyone. They talked about the scenery they had seen and how they had killed several enemies. In such a happy mood, time had already come to midnight.

When most of the guests were taken away from the banquet by servants and returned to the county residence in Changping City to rest, Liu Zhaoqing, Zhang Jiao and many others were still here.

Among them are close confidants such as Guo Jia, Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao, as well as close friends such as Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Liu He.

"Are you tired, Qingjun?" Zhang Jiao asked Liu Zhaoqing.

After returning from the grassland, Liu Zhaoqing only took a short rest and then plunged into various matters without stopping at all.

Shaking his head, Liu Zhaoqing said, "The war has just ended, it's not time to rest yet."

There are still many problems that need to be solved.

"Jiao'er, Fengxiao, what's the situation in the city now?"

Guo Jia bowed to Liu Zhaoqing and said, "My lord, the city has been cleaned up both inside and outside, and the damaged city walls and abandoned farmland are being rebuilt. The soldiers and civilians who died in the battle have received condolence money from the government. According to my lord's request, regardless of their official positions, the families of those who died in this battle will receive five times the condolence money, and their names will also be engraved on a large stele, which will be placed forever in Changping City for the world to remember."

"General Gongsun said he had a way to deal with the stone tablet. She didn't come today. The messenger Falcon said she went to find someone to carve it." Zhang Jiao added.

Liu Zhaoqing nodded slightly. "Death is inevitable in war, but the dead soldiers cannot be forgotten so easily. I have asked Kebi Neng and Budugen to cooperate with us to collect the remains of the soldiers buried in Mobei."

Liu Bei nodded gently: "The fallen leaves return to their roots and are buried in the Han land. Zhao Qing loves the people as well as the dead."

"Although this approach will cost a lot of money, but... it should be done." Even Zhang Fei, whose face was flushed and drunk, nodded seriously at this time.

"The soldiers who died in the battle should be respected, and those who returned should be respected even more." Guan Yu looked at Liu Zhaoqing and said, "Zhaoqing should reward the soldiers and civilians who defended the city, as well as Zilong Wenyuan and the hundreds of Yellow Turban Cavalry, right?"

"Yes." Liu He also nodded, then frowned slightly: "But, this reward should be quite a lot, if Zhao Qing doesn't have enough, I can provide some help."

Liu Zhaoqing smiled slightly: "Brother He and Yunchang don't have to worry about this. Have you two forgotten what I gained from this battle?"

Everyone paused for a moment, and then looked suddenly enlightened.

The current Liu Zhaoqing is respected as the Chanyu.

"Speaking of the grassland, the minds of foreigners are unpredictable. Zhao Qing must not blindly believe them." Liu Bei said with a frown.

Zhang Jiao and Lv Hong and others beside her also nodded: "We really need to pay attention to this."

"I have also reminded my lord about this matter. Madam..." Guo Jia said halfway when he suddenly felt that it was a bit inappropriate to call them all "Madam".

"Compared with previous surrenders, this time the lord not only subdued them with force, but also carried the faith of the grassland." Guo Jia said with a smile.

"You all should have remembered that when we were in the grassland, you did not want the title of 'Chanyu', but they forced you to be called 'Mohe Chanyu' instead."

"'Mo He' means 'father' in the Northern Hu language. According to the Hu people, this is an unprecedented title. It is conceivable that the status of the lord in their minds has almost reached the level of 'holy spirit'."

"And it's not just an empty title. I've also asked tribal leaders such as Kebineng Qiuliju to send their families to Changping City in the near future, and they have no objection to this."

"According to the Lord's wishes, we don't need to personally command them for the time being." Zhang Liao also said at this time, "As long as they complete their duties on time, it will be fine."

During this period, Liu Zhaoqing did not have the ability to rule the entire grassland. This kind of "tribute" of paying money, cattle, sheep, and soldiers was the policy suitable for the current stage.

After they chatted for a while, Zhang Fei suddenly asked curiously, "By the way, Zhao Qing, how did you deal with Tan Shihuai?"

Everyone also looked at Liu Zhaoqing.

Liu Zhaoqing paused for a moment and then said, "Graceful burial."