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Yu Wendi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Father, our people are different from the Han people in appearance. The place where Mrs. Li lives is surrounded by people from the Jin court. It is impossible to get in touch with him, and it is impossible to talk to him .”

"Then find some Han people to contact him."

"Tell him that we only want to take back the homeland of Da Zhou, as long as he is willing to cooperate with our department, after the matter is completed, Da Zhou will rule across the river with him, and we will be a country of brothers forever, and we will never invade each other."

Yu Wenzhao was expressionless: "If you can't, you can go there yourself. You are no different from the Han people."

After the Xianbei tribe entered the customs in the early years, they often intermarried with Han people. Although the royal family generally did not marry Han people as the main wife, but after the fall of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, this rule no longer existed. From Yuwen Chui to Yu Wenzhao, they married many Han people. The woman, the mother of his eldest son Yu Wendi, is a Han Chinese.

Therefore, Yu Wendi has straight black eyes and looks like a Han Chinese.

Yu Wendi smiled wryly, "Father..."

Naturally, he didn't want to go. Before he went to the capital, it was considered a personal risk. At this time, the relationship between the Yuwen Ministry and the imperial court had begun to deteriorate. If he went to the Jin territory, he might be arrested by the imperial court proton.

And he knew very well in his heart that once he was caught as a proton, his father would not even look at him. He had a dozen or so brothers, and it was impossible for his father to compromise anything with the Dajin court at this time because of him.

More importantly, the legendary Li Taifu was not very friendly to the Xianbei tribe. He crossed half of the Jin Dynasty to find him in Yongzhou, and he might be chopped down by him. , there is no place to cry!

More importantly, he is Yu Wenzhao's eldest son. If there is no accident, he will inherit the Yuwenbu family business in the future. If his father "has a successful career", he will inherit the throne of the Northern Zhou Dynasty in the future. Naturally, it is impossible for him to be willing to do such a thing. Risky things!

Yu Wenzhao glared at his son, and said coldly: "If you are told to go, you can go. If this matter is done, you will be the next patriarch. If you can't do it..."

Having said that, Yu Wenzhao snorted and didn't say any more.

In desperation, this "Son of King Yan" could only nod helplessly, and bowed deeply to his father: "Son, go prepare now."

Yu Wenzhao nodded, looked at Yunzhou City for a while, then got on his horse, and after riding for more than ten miles, he returned to his king's tent.

The Wang Tent of the Yuwen Department was originally very far away from Yunzhou City, and next to Yunzhou City was the Qigui Department in the Yuwen Department, but the Qigui Department had been annexed by Yu Wenzhao, so he could be wherever he wanted.

After returning to the king's tent, the three bearded men had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Yu Wenzhao coming in, they put their hands on their shoulders and saluted Yu Wenzhao.

Yu Wenzhao didn't say much, just waved his hand lightly.

"Everyone sit down and talk."

These people are all the leaders of the other three tribes of Yuwen, but they are obviously not the same people at the beginning. Yu Wenzhao unified the tribes of Yuwen, but each tribe has been independent for decades, so it is not convenient for him to directly interfere with the affairs of the tribes. Internal affairs, so after subduing the ministries, a new leader was fostered among the ministries to help him govern the ministries.

After they all sat down, Yu Wenzhao glanced at the three people, and said slowly: "Everyone is here today, so if you have any questions, you will bring them up and solve them together."

As soon as these words came out, the leader of the Futu Department was the first to speak. After saluting to Yu Wenzhao, he said, "Heavenly King, the pasture is not growing well this year, there are not many livestock, and there are not many furs to exchange with the Han people." Food, the food in my department is almost finished, I ask the king of heaven to dispatch some food to help my department survive this winter..."

Yu Wenzhao frowned deeply.

His headquarters is not short of food for the winter, but this year's pastures are really not good. There are not many livestock, and naturally there are not many that can be slaughtered.

Yu Wenzhao glanced around and said, "The Futu Department is short of food, the two patriarchs can help?"

The leader of the Helan Department lowered his head and sighed: "To tell you the truth, I wanted to ask the King of Heaven for food, but the Futu Department said it first, so I am embarrassed to speak up, and I am going to endure this winter. .”

Yu Wenzhao looked at another younger leader.

The leader of the Qigui Department also had a wry smile on his face.

"Heavenly King, if it's not that life can't go on, why would our department go to the vicinity of Yunzhou City to snatch the Han people? How fierce the Zhong family is, you don't know, Heavenly King..."

"So, you all have no food."

Yu Wenzhao closed his eyes, and after being silent for a while, he slowly said, "This king can take some of the grain and animals in the headquarter and assign them to the Buddha Headquarters. Everyone tighten their belts to survive this winter."

As he spoke, Yu Wenzhao narrowed his eyes, and said slowly, "But it's not without conditions. After the beginning of spring, the Qigui Department will allocate 1 people, and the Buddha Department and the Helan Department will each allocate 3 people to hand over to the king. "

The three leaders looked at each other in surprise.

"What does the king want...to do?"

Yu Wenzhao exhaled slowly.

"Naturally, to grab food for the clansmen to eat."

His vision is much higher than those of these people. These people think that the pastures are not growing well, so there is not enough livestock and food, but Yu Wenzhao knows very well that the pastures this year and the livestock are not much different from previous years.

The difference is... more people.

From the first year of Yuanzhao to the present, the population of Yuwen Department is growing rapidly.

The King Yan of Northern Xinjiang walked out of the king's tent, half-closed his eyes, looked to the south, and muttered to himself.

"Food...is not enough."

Chapter 979

Every ethnic group, or every collective, has the desire to survive and the right to survive, but when the interests of two ethnic groups overlap, fierce conflicts will arise.

Such conflicts cannot be settled without bloodshed.

For the nomads in the north, this is a big gamble. If you win the bet, you will be able to live a good life together. As for losing the bet, it is nothing more than a few deaths. It will really beat them to the point of genocide, and if a few people die, it can also reduce the burden on the ethnic group, and the food that is not enough to eat will be enough immediately.

A few years or ten years later, these defeated nomads will regain their vitality, and the population will reach the red line again, and they will make a comeback again.

Since ancient times, Zhuxia's farming civilization and nomadic civilization have been colliding with each other for thousands of years, and both sides have their own winners and losers.

Today, the Xianbei tribe has been unified for four years, the population is expanding rapidly, and the power is gradually becoming stronger. This ethnic group that was driven out of the pass by Ye Cheng is no longer the Xianbei nobles who could not carry a knife or mount a horse more than 40 years ago. In the pass, there is no old general with a big gun, and even the Ye family has no one at Jimen Pass at this time, and the well-known Li Taifu, who was watched by the Jin court there, could not move.

No matter from which point of view, there is no reason for Yuwenbu to keep being honest.

Just like Li Xin in the Southwest, driven by the coercion of collective interests, the Ministry of Yuwen will take action against Da Jin sooner or later. This is the consensus of Li Xin, Zhao Jia and others, the difference is only when they will fight.

Sitting in the tent, Yu Wenzhao closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then reached out to call a counselor under his command, and said, "Go and find out in detail, who is the new Zhenbei General who was sent to Jizhou City by the Ji family court? Find out what hobbies, interests, or shortcomings he has, and try to be as detailed as possible."

Yu Wenzhao's counselor, Fan Mingcheng, is a Han Chinese. He is about forty years old this year. He was originally a Juren from the Jin Dynasty. Fan Cheng felt ruthless, so he went out and joined the Yuwen Department, and became an aide beside Yu Wenzhao.

In recent years, Yu Wenzhao has integrated the Yuwen Department, proclaimed himself a minister to the Jin court, was granted the title of King Yan, and explored the frontier landforms. Most of these ideas came from Fan Cheng, and Yu Wenzhao also trusted him very much. Fan Cheng takes care of it.

Fan Chengshou stood behind Yu Wenzhao with his hands down, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, this General Zhenbei sent to Jizhou by the imperial court has been checked by his subordinates. Although there is not too detailed information, it can be found out. It is the clan of the Ji family, the eldest son of the Duke of Yue, and the uncle of the emperor of the Ji family in terms of seniority."

"Clan."

Yu Wenzhao frowned slightly: "If it's the Ji family, it's a bit difficult to handle."

No matter what officials they are, as long as they do what they like, they can always get close, and there is a possibility of instigating rebellion, but the Ji family is different. The court belongs to them, and they are unlikely to betray the country anyway. Get mixed up with the Xianbei people.

Fan Cheng bowed his head respectfully: "Your Majesty, don't worry, this subordinate will go to investigate this person in detail, and after a month, send it to the case at the Majesty's desk."

Yu Wenzhao nodded first, then looked at Fan Cheng, and asked, "Mr. Fan, if this king leads troops into the pass, what are the odds of winning?"

"That depends on where the king starts to fight."