MTL - Unparalleled Concubine-v2 Chapter 1158 The twilight Yuwen King

   Chapter 1158 Yuwen Tianwang at dusk

If Yunzhou City received these two letters from the capital, in order to please these two upstarts from the Southwest Army, even if the Yunzhou Army would not come out in full force, they would fight a few symbolic battles to show the court. But Ye Mao is not like this. Before he left Beijing, Li Xin told him that he wanted him to find a chance to punish the Xianbei Ministry, so he quietly hibernated in Jizhou for the past few months. In the city, waiting for a suitable enough opportunity.

   At this time, it is approaching the end of the first year of Yankang.

The Yuwen tribes in the north lived different lives. The Qigui tribe and the Buddha tribe were close to Yunzhou City and Jizhou City respectively. They had harvested a lot of money, grain and population during the looting in the past few months, but these two After all, this clan is not strong enough. The one that has really profited the most in the past few months is the Helan clan, which has the biggest fist among the four Yuwen clans.

  These harvests are enough for them to survive this winter in peace, until next spring, when the withered grass germinates.

In comparison, the days of the king's tent in the Xianbei Ministry were not very good. They had been desperate when they attacked Jizhou City. Although they finally captured Jizhou, they were also severely damaged, so Having lost his right to speak among Yuwen's various clans, after Yuwentao completely controlled the Helan clan, he began to suppress the king's account. In just one or two years, the power of Yuwen's Zhao clan was not as strong as before.

   in the king's tent.

   Yu Wenzhao, who was over fifty years old, was lying on the sickbed, his face as pale as paper.

After the tens of thousands of young men and women were emptied of the king's account and the other three divisions were out of control one after another, the former co-owner of the four Yuwen divisions was not as good as the day, but barely supported and did not fall. Now the other three divisions are taking advantage of the great power. During the civil strife in Jin, a lot of benefits were gained at the border, but the king's tent did not make any profit, and even the food this winter could not be guaranteed.

   After a long period of mental stress, and under the blow of one thing after another, the hero of the king tent finally fell ill and has been lying in bed for almost a month.

  Yuwenzhao's eldest son, Yuwendi, stayed by his father's bedside, worried.

He knew very well in his heart that there was a lot of resentment in the current king's tent about the storming of Jimen Pass two years ago. Yuwenzhao was very prestige. No one dared to make a different sound when he was alive, but once he Down, it is still unknown whether their bloodline can continue to preside over the king's tent.

   King Yuwen, who was lying on the hospital bed, coughed violently a few times, then raised his head to look at his son, and asked, "He... What's the situation with the Helan department now..."

Yuwendi is now in her thirties, and her face is full of Yuwen's signature beard. Hearing this, he shook his head slightly and said silently: "That Yuwentao is very arrogant. He sent a letter to the other two and my king's account a few days ago, saying He wants to take some concubines, and he wants us three to donate some girls to the past..."

  Yuwendi slowly exhaled: "The other two have sent women to this fellow, and the king's account ignored him."

   Now, although the Helan Division is powerful, it still does not have an absolute advantage. The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Even if the king's tent is weak now and they really fight for life and death, the Helan Division will end up either dead or injured.

   Therefore, even if the head of the Helan tribe, Yu Wentao, was very arrogant, he did not dare to attack the king's tent easily.

   Yu Wenzhao closed his eyes with some difficulty, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm afraid I won't get better for my father's body."

"Yuwentao is a cruel and arrogant villain, and he has great ambitions. If this continues, he will sooner or later attack our king's tent. Now the king's tent is weak, it will take at least seven or eight years to recover, but Yuwentao can't would... leave us for so long."

   Having said that, Yu Wenzhao stopped, took a few deep breaths, and then came over and continued: "I... can't last too long."

"After I die, there may be chaos in the royal tent. At this juncture, once there is chaos in the royal tent, it will be quickly annexed by Yu Wentao. With that servant's temperament, I am afraid that there will be nothing for the people of the king tent. Good end."

   "While I'm still alive..."

   Yu Wenzhao was expressionless, and said with some difficulty: "Go kill a few people."

  Yuwendi's face changed slightly, and he asked, "Father... Who do you want to kill?"

   "Yuwen Pingyu, Yuwen Pingduan, Yuwenmao, Yuwen Collection."

   Yu Wenzhao said four names in one breath, and then took a deep breath: "These four people, all killed..."

   Yu Wendi's face changed greatly.

   The four people mentioned by his father are all highly respected figures in the king's tent, and most of them are elders two generations higher than him, and everyone holds great power in the king's tent.

He opened his mouth, and just wanted to say something to Yu Wenzhao, when he heard his father's voice hoarse and continued: "Kill these four people, even if I die, the king's account will only be a small mess, and there will be no big mess. ."

   He was very weak at the moment, and he spoke intermittently. After finishing this passage, he rested for a while before opening his mouth.

   "Besides...you send someone you can trust to go to the capital of the Southern Jin Dynasty."

   Yu Wenzhao's voice was a little low, as if he was tired.

   "You take my seal to see Li Changan, and bow down to him as a minister..."

"You tell Li Changan that our king tent can be used for him and help him eliminate all the hidden dangers in the northern border. After this is done, our king tent can move northward for another 500 miles, as long as he gives us a habitat. The Southern Jin court can establish a Duhufu outside the customs, whether it is garrisoning troops or collecting taxes, there is no problem..."

   Yu Wendi's expression changed suddenly.

   His own father was going to kill his elders in front of him. Although it was already rebellious, it was somewhat understandable, but now he actually wants to collude with the Han people and attack the entire Xianbei Ministry!

   Isn't this... Xianbei traitor?

   "Father...Father, originally the land in Jiangbei was my clan's land, but now my clan has fled outside the customs, and it's so easy to have some breathing space, how can the Southern Jin Dynasty be able to set up the Protectorate Mansion outside the customs..."

   Yu Wenzhao closed his eyes and his voice was calm.

   "Li Changan is very shrewd. If he doesn't make this condition, he will not cooperate with you."

He opened his eyes, glanced at his eldest son, and said quietly: "As of now, it is our king's tent that is on the verge of life and death. Since we have reached this point, we must cut the flesh. Genocide is stronger."

   "Yuwentao, at most, can only be regarded as a middle-aged man. If he were to be in charge of the Xianbei Ministry, at most ten years, Li Changan... would be able to exterminate the Xianbei clan."

   His voice was weak, but coherent.

   "Besides, it doesn't matter if you set up the Protectorate for the Southern Jin Dynasty."

   "In history, there were two dynasties in the Central Plains that set up the Duhufu outside Guan, but in the end, they both voluntarily withdrew to Guan."

The Yuwen Tianwang laughed at himself: "When the Han people govern a place, they need to organize households and collect taxes. To build a city, they need to collect taxes. The land outside the customs can't grow fields, can't produce too much food, and there are not enough people, so they can't bring them enough. taxation.”

   "Let them set up a protectorate, they have to lose money here every year, it's nothing more than a smear of face."

   Having said this, King Yuwen's tone was calm.

   "It has been like this for more than a thousand years from ancient times to the present. No matter who comes to this land, after a generation or two, they will ride horses and herd sheep like us."

   "Even if the Southern Jin Dynasty sets up the Protectorate, it will not last long."

   Yu Wenzhao's voice was hoarse.

   "As long as the king tent can survive, after ten or twenty years, the north of Jimen Pass will still be our pasture..."

   (end of this chapter)