"If the Lord of Luoyang killed you, he would inherit the position of King Wei. Do you think he would care whether you are a friend or a brother?"

When Zhou Buyi heard Yang Xiu's words, he was silent for a moment, but in a flash he raised his head and looked directly at Yang Xiu.

"If there is one day, why should Luoyang Marquis take action? I will finish myself."

Yang Xiu was stunned, and the shocked expression on his face could not be concealed.

"Do you think it's worth using your life to exchange for the power of the Marquis of Luoyang?"

"I only know whether it's worth it or not."

Yang Xiu fell into silence.

"Everyone has aspirations."

For a moment, the atmosphere was very silent.

After a moment, Zhou Buyi spoke.

"You and I can tell whether the Lord Luoyang is guilty or not. Since you think of the Lord and the Lord this way, I don't need to continue talking about it today."

As he said that, Zhou Buyi stood up and was about to leave.

Yang Xiu came to his senses and said to Zhou Buyi very lightly: "Liangzhou is barbaric. If there is no one leading the way, the Marquis of Luoyang will be struggling?"

Zhou Buyi stopped and turned to Yang Xiu and said, "No matter how barbaric, with his lord's style, what will happen?"

Yang Xiu was stunned and then fell silent.

Zhou Buyi saw that Yang Xiu stopped talking and randomly accelerated toward the door.

At this moment, Yang Xiu's voice sounded again.

"It's not impossible to ask me to help Luoyang Marquis."

When Zhou Buyi heard about Yang Xiu, he stopped.

"What does Dezu mean?"

Yang Xiu looked at Zhou Buyi with a bright look and said, "I want to know the news about Zijian's only son Cao Zhi."

Zhou Buyi smiled and said, "No one dares to bully the son of Linzihou. Now he is in Yecheng and is raised by Mrs. Bian. You don't need to worry about safety."

Yang Xiu nodded and remained silent for a while. After a while, he looked up and said to Zhou Buyi: "I just need him to be safe and sound. If the Marquis of Luoyang can guarantee this, what will happen if I help him when he comes to Liangzhou?"

Zhou Buyi was delighted.

"A gentleman's words are as good as hell!"

"You and I are both villains, how can a gentleman come from?"

As he spoke, Yang Xiu left the diner without saying a word.

Zhou Buyi shook his head and smiled, and walked out.

There is actually no difference between a gentleman and a villain.

This Yang Xiu...

It's really interesting.

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Liangzhou, Yuezhi City.

Yuezhi City is a small city, and it is no longer in Liangzhou.

Because this is the royal city of Qiang and Hu.

Although it is a small city, according to the size of Yecheng, Yuezhi City is not big, but compared with most cities, Yuezhi City is definitely not small.

Simple fences and countless tents form this huge city.

The scenery in the northern border is frozen thousands of miles away and snow falls thousands of miles away.

After the wind and snow in Yecheng were extinguished, the wind and snow in Yuezhicheng had not stopped.

The roaring wind was still as thrilling as a ghost.

Thick white snow was spread on the ground, and once a person stepped on it, both legs disappeared.

Some small tents are even difficult to get out.

There are dense fences outside the tent. Inside these fences are crowded with white sheep and black cows. Outside the fences, there are also groups of horses, crowded in winter to keep warm to each other.

But there were still one Aries and black cows falling down one after another.

And when he fell down, he never stood up again.

Few horses died.

Outside the fence, two Qiang Hu, wearing animal skins and hats, watched one cattle and sheep falling one after another, and their originally dark faces were as dark as charcoal.

The reason why horses do not die, but cattle and sheep die is naturally easy to understand.

The reason for this is just because there is insufficient forage.

On such a cold day, if cattle and sheep have enough food, they will not be frozen to death, but once they are not full, they will easily be frozen to death.

Compared with cattle and sheep, horses are more important to the tribe and are naturally carefully taken care of.

Many cattle and sheep die every winter.

Frozen to death and starved to death.

These cattle and sheep that were frozen to death or starved to death will become food for the tribe members.

This is like a survival rule on the grassland, it is a natural phenomenon.

But this year's natural phenomena have come a little violent.

Most of the cattle and sheep died.

The weather is much colder than in previous years, and the cattle, sheep and horses have more food.

The appetite of cattle and sheep is too big, and the forage is insufficient. Now we can only barely supply horse herds, and some cattle and sheep are also included.

By the beginning of spring, there will be more dead cattle and sheep.

How many cattle and sheep can be left in the end is an unknown number.

Perhaps there are 30%, perhaps only 20%, or even 10%.

Winter...

The tribe members can drink wine and eat meat in big mouthfuls, and eat glutinous rice, and even eat it.

But after winter comes, and the spring of the following year, there will be no sufficient number of cattle and sheep, and there will be no sufficient number of lambs and cows to be born.

If there are not enough lambs and cowboys, in a few days, the tribe members will start to lose enough food, and a large number of tribe members will starve to death.

This is a situation that Qiang and Hu don’t want to see.

The cold wind whistles and the white snow floats.

There is a huge tent in Yuezhi City, and even in such a strong wind and snow, it still cannot hide its majesty.

This is the tent of the Qianghu king.

The Qiang and Hu people are similar to other nomadic peoples, and their hierarchy concepts are much stricter than those of the Han people.

Here, the Qianghu, the leader of tribal, sacrificial, tribal warriors, and other high-level Qianghu can have larger tents and more women.

You can use silk from Han people, utensils from Han people, drink wine from Han people, and even go to Han women.

The low-level Qianghu, even slaves, could only control a few of their own cattle and sheep in their narrow tents.

In winter, the old and weak were frozen to death and starved to death, and all those who remained were strong.

There were many people kneeling in the tent at this time.

The King of Xiqiang sat on the tiger-skin throne, closing his eyes like a lion pretending to sleep.

He was in middle age, with a body with explosive power hidden in his deep yellow and black skin. Even though he closed his eyes, the majesty it exuded still made the sacrifices, tribal leaders, tribal warriors in the big tent tremble, and even his own breathing became softer.

The King of Xiqiang, as their king, has never been a simple person.

Those who can sit in this position have experienced the baptism of blood, fire, swords and swords, just like this nation.

The throne has always been paved with blood.

Whether it is in the barbaric grassland tribe or in the civilized Han Empire, it is the same.

The tent was in a mess, and finally, a strong and handsome man with a strong armor stood up. Judging from his appearance, he looked a bit similar to the King of Xiqiang, but he was still a little childish between his eyebrows and eyes.

Although he was still childish, the blood stained on his hands was definitely not small.

"Father, we have to gather the grassland warriors as soon as possible, otherwise our tribe members will have to starve to death after spring."
Chapter completed!