"You are a famous warlock in our Liang country. You can do the math, who is the true son of the Northern Dynasty? Chen Qian asked Mr. Fortune Teller.

"It's complicated. An incense burner, a gold seal is required. The fortune teller said.

He thought to himself: Is this General Chen going to get rid of the true son of heaven?

His motives are not pure, and his mind is not right!

The next day, the autumn air was crisp, and the fireworks of the incense burner appeared......

The fortune teller took a sword and brandished it......

The fireworks turned into golden dragons......

"Where is the Mandate of Heaven? Where is the Mandate of Heaven? The fortune teller read......

A red glow appeared in the sky......

Chen Qian thought to herself: What is this?

Looks like a lot of fun!

Ha ha......

The fortune teller saw the scenes......

Yang Jian walked into the field and saw a colorful tiger.

He roared, "Hao...... Vast...... Hao ...... "The tiger actually fell into the wilderness and fled......

"Haha...... The general is brave! The soldiers shouted......

……

"General Chen! This person should be from a famous family. It should be a Han noble! The fortune teller said.

"Could it be Yang Jian?" Chen Qian asked.

"How does General Chen know?" The fortune teller wondered.

"Of course, Yang Jian is the eldest son of Yang Zhong, the general of the Western Wei Kingdom! It is said that he has a beautiful appearance, and he is a famous handsome guy in the Western Wei Kingdom! Chen Qian said.

The next day, Yang Jian was shopping for a temple fair on the street.

"It's a cobra from Arabia." Said the Persian merchant.

He thought to himself: This son, who looks well-dressed, should be a rich kid!

Suddenly, a group of men in black rushed over......

"That's him! Kill him! The man in black shouted......

Yang Jian looked at it and thought: Could it be his father's enemy?

Yang Jian immediately pulled out his legs and ran away......

Along the way, he knocked over a straw hat stall on the street......

He galloped all the way......

After running for a day, Yang Jian felt exhausted and had blisters on his feet......

Yang Jian found that he had reached the wild......

"Where is this? I look like I'm lost! Yang Jian said to himself.

At this time, Yuwentai's fourth son, Yuwenyong, was traveling in the suburbs......

Suddenly, he saw a man in a panic.

He thought to himself: Where did Hanako come from?

"Who are you?" Yu Wenyong asked.

"I'm Yang Jian." Yang Jian said.

"Could it be that you are Yang Jian of the Hongnong Yang clan?" Yu Wenyong asked.

He thought to himself: Isn't this Dugu Jialuo's fiancé?

"Yes! My father is Yang Zhong. Yang Jian said.

"Yang Zhong. I know that he is the great general of our Western Wei Kingdom. He was stationed in Longyou. Yu Wenyong said with a smile...... Just love

"That's right!" Yang Jian said.

Yang Jian thought to himself: The person in front of him is magnificent, and he looks like he has an extraordinary heroic spirit!

Must be a hero!

Yu Wenyong looked at Yang Jian in front of him and thought: This person is indeed not a thing in the pool!

It looks like a bulging forehead, like an emperor!

"So, who are you? Look at your strong bones. Presumably, it must be behind the door, right? Yang Jian asked.

"I am Yu Wenyong, the fourth son of the Great Prime Minister." Yu Wenyong said with a smile.

"You are Yu Wenyong! The Great Prime Minister said before that you are the prince who is most like him. Yang Jian said with a smile.

He remembered what had happened before:

"Lord, do you really want to use the Han people vigorously?" Yuwen Hu asked.

He thought to himself: If the lord vigorously reuses the Han people, will our Xianbei people still have status?

"Yes! Now, if our Western Wei Kingdom needs to be strong, it must absorb the Han civilization. Yu Wentai said.

"Lord, I heard that Weichen is going to send people to Korea, Japan, Vietnam, and even Liang to investigate Han culture?" Yuwen Hu asked.

"Yes! The Han civilization is the orthodoxy of China. Only when the law is upright can the world be governed! Yu Wentai said.

"Huh. Makes sense! However, if we Xianbei people are all sinicized? Is there still a Xianbei culture? Yuwen Wu asked.

"Nephew. Sinicization is needed to govern the world! What we want to build is a great empire that spans agriculture and nomadism, not a steppe empire like the Xiongnu, Rouran, and Turkic! Yu Wentai said.

"However, if this is the case, in a few years, the Xianbei nation may no longer exist!" Yuwen Hu cried.

"The Xianbei people were originally a member of the Chinese nation. The Han people are our brothers and sisters. What is the problem with siblings living in the same family? Yuwentai said with a smile.

"Chen Baxian, you must destroy Xiao Jing this time......" Xiao Yi said.

"Why? The Seven Princes. Xiao Jing is also from our Liang country! If you kill him, won't Your Majesty blame him? Chen Baxian said worriedly......

"Your Majesty, you will definitely reward the Lone King! Haha......" Xiao Yi said.

"Your Highness! If so, wouldn't it weaken Liang's own national defense strength? Chen Baxian said worriedly......

"Huh...... Defense Forces! Xiao Jing is such a clan tumor, we must eliminate it! Xiao Yi said.

He thought to himself: Xiao Jing is indeed a talent! It's just that he actually wants to be a puppet of the Western Wei Kingdom! Be a big traitor!

Naturally, the widow cannot tolerate him!

"Huh! Anyway, Xiao Jing is also your nephew! Chen Ba said first.

"Nephew! Ha ha...... There is no family affection in the royal family! What is a nephew? Even if it is a father and son and a brother, they will turn against each other for the sake of power! Xiao Yi smiled!

"Haha...... Why does His Highness want to boil beans and burn the beans and fight in the same room? Chen Baxian asked......

"Haha...... What about roommates? Xiao Yi roared!

He thought to himself: It's not that the lone king can't beat him! What about roommates?

He remembered what had happened before:

"My lord, the Rouran Khanate has been defeated by the Turks! Moreover, most of the territory of the Mobei grassland may have to be replaced! Wang Sizheng said.

"Haha...... In this way, the Turks are even more powerful than Rouran! Yu Wentai said.

"Indeed! The Turks were bound to spread all over the Western Regions, and if the Turks conquered the Rouran Khanate. The entire Western Regions and the Mobei grassland will be connected......" Wang Sizheng said.

"Is there a way to let Rouran destroy the Turks?" Yu Wentai asked.

"Yes, but it can be very costly!" Wang Sizheng said worriedly.

"And what do you think should be?" Yu Wentai asked.

"Weichen thinks that we can send troops to support the Rouran Khanate. Maintain the balance of the Mobei grassland. In this way, the Rouran Turks will not be able to help us! Haha......" Wang Sizheng said with a smile.

"What about us? Are you sure? Yu Wentai asked......

"Yes......," Mr. Wang said.

"Haha...... Rouran's demise should be doomed! Therefore, it is only a matter of time before Rouran perishes! It's just that for the sake of our Wei State, we can't let him perish too soon. Yu Wentai said.

"Then, if the Rouran Khanate is destroyed. My lord, how are you going to settle them? Wang Sizheng asked.