The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

The letter to Beirong should be able to catch some fish, but Han Qingyun is still worried.

"Although we have written to Western Qi and Northern Yan to hold their troops in place, will the Northern Rong seek help if they are besieged?"

Li Jiren said: "Western Qi does not need to worry. With the establishment of Northern Ji, Western Qi is the most nervous and dares not move. Even if it moves, it is far away from Northern Ji and the Qiang people.

As for the State of Yan, my father had made arrangements more than ten years ago. The five princes of Yan fought fiercely. The eldest prince and the third prince died, the fourth prince and the fifth prince were imprisoned, and the second prince became the crown prince.

"The Crown Prince of Yan, believing his position to be impregnable, has become increasingly arrogant and extravagant. The maternal families of the Fourth and Fifth Princes have been severely oppressed."

The sarcastic smile on Li Jiren's lips made Han Qingyun immediately realize that the second prince's becoming the crown prince and his subsequent behavior were probably the work of Prince Lin.

“When I went to rob the granary two years ago, it was the Fourth Prince’s mother’s family who helped me, which made it so smooth. Now the Fourth Prince has been released.

I can get the Fourth Prince out, and I can get the Fifth Prince out too. The Fourth Prince's maternal family knows this very well. They can only survive the struggle for the throne by becoming my people and being used by me.

Four years ago, the Qiang royal family was completely wiped out, leaving only a few tribal leaders who were fighting fiercely. Ji Xin secretly supported the weakest tribal leader, named Ba Hai.

If it weren't for Ji Xin, all of Bahai's people would have been killed by other tribes. Now he is the strongest tribal leader of the Qiang people and is very loyal to Ji Xin.

Bahai has now taken his daughter, Nayan, to the Kingdom of Yan, seeking refuge and an alliance. With the help of the Fourth Prince's family, Nayan will surely become the new consort of the King of Yan.

According to the tradition of the State of Yan, no war should be started within six months of the emperor's wedding, otherwise the blood of war will be avenged on the royal family."

Han Qingyun was stunned. Without his knowledge, Li Jiren had made so many arrangements.

"I can understand that Bahai has the Second Young Master's support and is returning the favor. But Nayan, would you be unwilling to marry the elderly Emperor Yan?"

Li Jiren shook his head, his face full of sympathy and pity.

"Nayan's mother was a famous beauty of the Qiang ethnic group. She was abducted by the Khan of the Qiang royal family and then given to the Northern Rong King Rong Tianyi. She was eventually tortured to death in the Northern Rong.

Bahai's tribe was originally the second largest among the Qiang people. However, due to his wife's misfortune, they were suppressed by the Qiang royal family, resulting in countless casualties. This is why Ji Xin dared to support Bahai without reservation.

I promised Bahai and Nayan that as long as they could hold back Emperor Yan, I would help Bahai unify the Qiang people, but the Qiang people must return to the Northern Ji Kingdom.

At that time, I will also give them ground bean and sweet potato seeds so that the people of Beirong can have enough food and warm clothing.

I want to conquer the Northern Rong and avenge their loved ones. Na Yan will fully support me. In the future, whether it is the State of Yan or the Northern Rong, I will leave a fiefdom for Na Yan."

Han Qingyun nodded.

What Li Jiren didn't mention was that even if the State of Yan raised an army to help the Northern Rong, the Jiyang Army would not be afraid, but the sacrifice would be much greater.

"Uncle Han, the battle with Beirong is just a show for now. Once Jixin has disintegrated Beirong from within, it will be time to officially start the war.

However, the battle with Lin Pingyuan is imminent. Although Lin Pingyuan himself does not have much ability, he must have brought a lot of troops.

I'm afraid it will be a tug-of-war during this period. I'm afraid you will have to work hard to maintain the stability of Jiyang and supply military supplies."

Han Qingyun nodded seriously. He was not afraid of hard work.

The more he does in Jiyang, the safer his family in Beirong will be...

Beirong was connected to Jiyang of Dayu in the south, the Qiang people in the west, and was separated from the State of Yan in the east by the Mengshi River, which was only forty or fifty meters wide.

Beirong’s territory is more than half that of Dayu, but its population is less than 30% of Dayu’s.

The Beirong people are generally tall and strong, very similar to the Jiyang people.

According to the clues found by Li Jiren, it was the Beirong people who disguised themselves as the Jiyang Army and wreaked havoc in Wuping County last year.

The people who have connections with Luocheng are none other than the Beirong royal family and the Meng family, descendants of the Beirong.

Similar to the fact that the descendants of the Zhou Dynasty, the predecessor of Dayu, were daughters of the royal family of Nanlai, the queens of Beirong almost all came from the same clan - the Meng clan...

In Beirong Jiaozhou, a group of merchants from Xiqi were queuing up to check their customs documents.

There were only six people in the merchant group, but they brought three large carts of goods.

The Winter Mu Festival is approaching, and many foreign merchants want to make a fortune by taking advantage of this most grand festival in the Northern Rong.

Last year, the old King of Beirong died unexpectedly at the Winter Mu Festival. The twelve princes fought fiercely for his throne, and now only five are left.

Seeing that their competitors were getting fewer and fewer, the five princes were working hard to make a big splash at this year's Winter Festival.

Two months ago, there was a sudden rumor that the old King of Beirong was killed by Li Jixin, the second son of King Lin of Dayu.

How can this be?

No matter how powerful the Lin Palace is at fighting, or how high Li Jixin's martial arts skills are, it is impossible for them to kill their king on their territory.

What's more, the capital city of Xianzhou is heavily guarded and no one other than people from Xianzhou is allowed to enter.

Even these businessmen cannot enter Xianzhou.

Li Jixin didn't have wings to fly in.

The Jiaozhou defenders refused to believe such a ridiculous rumor.

Maybe one of the princes couldn't bear it anymore and spread such rumors in order to make the other princes shift their attention to Li Jixin.

The Jiaozhou defenders were thinking about this and complaining in their hearts.

In previous years, they didn't have to work so hard. All they needed was a pass.

But after the rumor that Li Jixin killed the King of Beirong spread, they had to check every person entering and leaving the city gate, which was very tiring.

The team moved slowly, and finally it was Xiqi's group of six's turn.

The soldier checking the spies gasped when he saw the three carts of cargo.

Fine porcelain, exquisite silk, fresh tea, fragrant spices...

"what is this?"

A soldier held a thick and soft cloth in his hand. It felt soft and warm. The cloth was brightly colored, with different colors forming different patterns. It looked very expensive.

The caravan owner's surname is Fu, and he is a man in his early thirties.

Boss Fu quickly explained: "This is a cashmere blanket, made from wool."

The soldier curled his lips, what a luxury.

The wool is so thin and short that it would take many people to weave a blanket like this.

"What's this car?"

Boss Fu lowered his voice and said, "This is called honeycomb coal. I bought it from a businessman in Dayu at a high price."

As Boss Fu spoke, he brought over a small stove.

"Sir, look, this honeycomb coal can be put in the stove to cook, boil water, dry clothes, and warm your hands. It's better than charcoal."

The soldier cursed a few times, saying, "Damn it, people in Dayu are so lucky, they have all the good things."

When will the Beirong be able to take down Dayu?

The soldiers checked the pass documents one by one, and then compared them with the facial features of the people.

From Xiqi through Beiji State, and then through the Qiang people, it seems that there is no problem.

Boss Fu looked at the number of people and quietly took out five pairs of gloves and handed them over.

The soldier was stunned. What was this thing?

Boss Fu took out a glove and put it on his hand.

"You gentlemen have worked hard defending the city, and the weather is very cold. These are gloves, made of cashmere. They will keep you warm."

The soldier tried it and found it really much more comfortable.

His hands were frozen by the cold wind, but after putting on these cashmere gloves, his hands became much more flexible.

"The businessman gave it to me. I've seen the clearance document. It's fine."

Several people put on gloves: "Let it go!"

After entering the city, Boss Fu whispered to the dark-faced young man beside him, "My brother-in-law's counterfeiting skills are first-rate!"

The black-faced young man was actually Lu Yanyan in disguise. She pursed her lips and smiled.

Han Qingyun was an art student in his previous life, and his imitation skills are indeed quite good.