Siheyuan: I decide the fate of the world with my medical skills

After making the decision, he wrote a letter to Fusu after returning to the camp, asking him to act as a matchmaker. As for whether the family background was appropriate, Meng Ying did not worry too much about it. Han Xin was a talent selected by the emperor himself, and the common experience of traveling together these days made him more convinced of a truth: a man of virtue and talent is like a cone placed in a bag, the sharp end will definitely show!

Meng Ying gave Han Xin, who was also grinning, a deep and meaningful smile. Then he turned to the man who was operating the catapult in the distance and asked, "Brother, what is this thing?"

The left general Li Qian replied solemnly: "This is a weapon device made by your majesty, called a gravity-throwing stone-throwing machine!"

"I understand. What does gravity mean?" Meng Ying asked puzzledly.

"Don't bother me!" Li Qian waved his hand in response, "If you ask me, I really don't know!"

Meng Ying was at a loss for a moment. At this time, Han Xin made another suggestion: "Can we take a closer look at this machine?"

When Han Xin came here last time, due to his low position and rank, he was forced to retreat by the guards guarding the fortifications before he could reach the machine a few hundred steps away...

Li Qian thought for a moment, then took Han Xin and Meng Ying to the machine.

The guards along the way saw Li Qian leading everyone forward and they all performed military salutes but did not try to stop them.

When they got to the fort, Han Xin noticed that the gravity thrower was more complicated than he had expected. It was 10 feet tall and had five sets of wooden gear platforms underneath, which proved that it could be pulled by animals. The whole structure was built with huge pieces of wood, and the joints were fixed with rivets, mortise and tenon joints or ropes.

A freely rotating ejection rod is placed flat on the gun body, with a leather bag and rope tied to the front end, and a pair of devices similar to reels installed on the bottom side.

When Han Xin examined the front wooden frame, he thought that was the part where "gravity worked".

"Why didn't the Tuyuhun people build city defenses, but instead made so many weapons for attacking city walls? It's really hard to understand!"

Meng Ying looked at the projector that was under construction, full of doubts about its existence, "Can we move quickly if we carry such a huge machine with us?"

"You are so rude. Haven't you seen the wheels underneath it?"

Li Qian pointed to a series of small wooden axles under the machine and scolded.

"Can it be done? I tell you, the Tuyuhun terrain is very dangerous and tortuous. It is difficult for such a large machine to turn around flexibly!"

Meng Ying did not back down and looked back.

"Haha, you don't have to worry about that. The emperor has instructed that if there is no steering mechanism or the quality of the materials cannot be guaranteed, the axles must be made more compact and the spacing must be smaller in order to test the road conditions in the mountains. If you drive a little slower and turn, the problem will be solved. Even if you encounter a turn that you can't pass, can't you dismantle and move it?" Li Qian laughed twice.

Han Xin nodded in agreement, understanding the essence of it. The emperor often reminded people that they should fully mobilize people's autonomy and creativity - that's roughly it.

Afterwards, Meng Ying tried the operation for a few minutes. When he saw that Li Qian refused to let him try to shoot twice more, he began to ask about the situation of the Qiang captives.

"Men taller than the carriages were sent to the mountains to collect stone materials. Young and suitable Qiang women were awarded to brave soldiers as concubines according to the emperor's decree. Men and women of all ages were placed in hidden positions to make flour for the military camps."

Li Qian observed Meng Yi's eyes and continued, "Don't expect the Qiang women to share their rewards with you!"

Meng Ying was speechless for a moment.

Han Xin, who was standing by, pondered silently for three seconds, mourning the unfortunate history of the Qiang people and lamenting the miserable history that the Qin people brought to them.

During the reign of Duke Li of Qin about two hundred years ago, due to a shortage of manpower, the Qin people noticed the Qiang ethnic group west of the Long Mountains and looted a large number of laborers, transporting them to the heartland of Qin to be used as domestic slaves.

The review mentioned a Qiang slave named "Wuyi Yuanjian". "Wuyi" means "slave" in Qiang language. Aijian shouted loudly, as if he was the Greek warrior Moses Spartacus, and fled to the East with his compatriots...

When the Qin soldiers who were chasing him set fire to the mountain, this sword-loving man showed courage and wisdom like a lioness reborn, and won the title of "the one who does not burn". From then on, he became the leader of the Qiang people, taught them farming, learned from the Qin way of building cities, and gradually changed the lives of the people.

After Duke Song ascended the throne, in order to ease the conflict between the old slave owners and the newly emerged landlords, he once again took tough measures against the Qiang people, capturing countless slaves and forcing the people to return to a nomadic lifestyle...

Considering that they had already taken a few days off outside the military camp and after inspecting the sawmill station, Zhao Yun and Han Xin decided to stay at the construction site tonight and enjoy a free meal.

Soon, the noodle soup and meat buns were served on the table.

After that, when the water mills were generally deployed offline, Lian also got used to using various pasta as the main ingredients of his daily diet. The only difference was whether he could eat meat.

Apart from the special meat distribution before the battle, the soldiers rarely had the opportunity to enjoy it on a daily basis. This was one of the important reasons why they were so happy when they heard about the war.

After a few minutes, all three meals were completed and the meal was full.

"I don't know when we will set off yet. I miss home already, especially the big city of my hometown - Xianyang." Zhao Yun lay in a clump of green grass, chewing an ear of wheat in his hand.

"Are you sure you're thinking about Xianfeng? Or my sister?" After saying this, Han Xin muttered to himself: I have to hurry up and arrange a marriage for the little girl Li Rouhe. She's been wielding swords and clubs all day, which doesn't seem like what a girl should do. I finally got a vacation, but I made her practice boxing all morning. It's really heartbreaking!

The most frustrating thing was that after he beat his sister in a fistfight, he was always criticized by his mother. If he lost to his sister in public, he would inevitably be punished by his father, which was really frustrating.

It must be a very unpleasant feeling to be humiliated by being spanked in front of one's own father... Han Xin secretly swore an oath, and became more determined to send his sister to get married as soon as possible, so that the "disaster" could be transferred to the woman.

"Brother, don't joke. Rou'er and I are just siblings, nothing else..." After saying that, Zhao Yun suddenly turned to Han Xin and said, "Brother, if His Majesty allows us to propose a marriage, who would be a better match for the little girl Li Rou? What do you think?"

It seems that as the eldest son of the family, Li Han still has a certain say in dealing with his daughter's affairs. Han glanced at Han Xin, who had a complicated expression on his face, thinking that his sister might be more skilled with fists than he was. What a "good match"!

In the bleak spring rain, Han Xin mentioned a love affair in a fragmented manner, and quickly changed the subject as soon as he finished speaking, "In my personal opinion, the army will not move in the short term."

Li Qian smiled but didn't say anything. Meng Ying had already picked out the grass roots in his mouth and asked a question: "Why?" Then he asked, "Tell me something you know but I don't know."

When Meng Ying made the request, Li Qian turned his gaze to him, his eyes showing a hint of inquiry and curiosity. He sat down and used a branch to draw a complex picture on the ground.

He described to them: "I have heard that in the past, Fuhan was just a frontier place. Some of the 'Qinshi' and 'Hu people' tribes from the Qin area migrated here a few years ago, and this place was called Fuhan County now." "Going west from Fuhan County, you will enter the area where the barbarians live."

"During the reign of Emperor Qin Shi Huang, these ethnic groups were defeated and suppressed. Qin did not launch large-scale wars against these tribes. Because that force was too small and would not pose a real threat to us; plus, Qin did not have the extra energy to fight against the other six countries." "When the world was unified, the royal family focused more on the states and limited itself to forcing the Xiongnu away from the areas north of the Han River or Deshui River, and building cities and defenses near the Yin Mountains to cut off their chances of invading from the south."

Li Qian nodded slightly. He was surprised to learn that Li Qian had such insight, and his curiosity turned into scrutiny and concern for his son-in-law. Then Han Xin continued, "Since your majesty succeeded the emperor and began to expand the territory, you decided to launch a war against those tribes. The purpose is not to expand the land but to enhance the prosperity of the country."

"Expand the territory? Increase the people's wealth and strengthen the country's strength." Hearing this, Meng Ying sat up straight and frowned. "This campaign is not launched because of a tribal invasion. Your Majesty's goal is revenge, right?"

Li Qian stared at Meng Ying with wide eyes and mocking eyes. He asked Han Xin helplessly, "Remember that the place where the army deployment was discussed that day was the Prime Minister's residence. You were there and I was waiting for the result. Do you remember what the emperor said at the time?"

"Aha!" Meng Ying grabbed her hair and smiled, "At that time, I only remembered the three priorities of the emperor's cavalry. As for the other details, I can't remember them clearly."

A person who was quietly listening at the side said: "Don't pay attention to it, just continue explaining!"

When they turned their heads, they saw the two people who were Li Xin and Zhang Han, the general in charge of Qiang affairs.

"You two gentlemen are here!" Li Qian exchanged greetings with them.

After Zhang Han sat down with Li Xin, he said to the general who had set out with him from Xianyang: "Then tell me why the army has not taken any action."

After looking at it for a while, Han Xin paused and continued, "Although nomadic civilization follows the same rules as agricultural civilization, the shepherds are called farmers, pastures replace fields, and raising cattle becomes herding sheep."

"If we want to fulfill the order sent by His Majesty, that is, to destroy the tribal residences, clear the villages, and establish a county system, we need to wait until winter comes and let the Qiang people switch from a nomadic lifestyle to a settled one." Li Xin and Zhang Han exchanged glances. They both understood that this was similar to the situation they discussed with Fusu.

"Your Majesty is truly a man who knows how to appoint the right people to the right positions..." Li Xin secretly praised in his heart.

Meng Ying suddenly understood. She said, "I understand. Just like when you went to set fire to the wilderness before, you found that the Qiang village there had moved to another place, so you came up empty-handed. I was just lucky enough to encounter a winter camp of the Qiang people..."

Han Xin showed a bitter look on his face, but continued to explain: "That's right, nomadic people are essentially a kind of city that migrates along a certain route."

"It all comes down to the fact that grasslands have a limited carrying capacity, and just like agriculture, pastures need to be replaced to maintain the land's potential."

Meng Ying asked: "According to this statement, how can we find the Qiang winter camp? We searched almost every corner of the area on the way back, but we couldn't even find a feather!"