Chen Sinian sat in the lobby of the Beichang Palace, his face was a little gloomy, not only Wei Siyuan's fief was plundered by the Tidi people, but even nearly half of his city was occupied by the Tidi people.

Chen Sinian looked at Wei Siyuan with a calm and calm appearance, without a slight cluster, and asked in a strange manner.

Wei Siyuan looked at the letter indifferently, turned his head after hearing Chen Sinian's inquiry, and laughed naturally.

"Brother Si Nian, you don't know the weather in the northern Xinjiang, it is difficult for you and my army to be dispatched, no matter how high and powerful her emperor is, she can't disobey the will of heaven."

Wei Siyuan made a color to the subordinates on the side, and then everyone retreated, and then Wei Siyuan stood up, walked to the door with a smile, and gently closed the door, and suddenly the whole room darkened a little.

"Brother Si Nian, why are you so alarmed, weren't these Tidi people like this in previous years? If you look at the letter, the Tidi are carrying the food and some materials in the city, and they will have to return to the far north for the winter. ”

Chen Sinian didn't read Wei Siyuan's letter, but looked at Wei Siyuan with a suspicious expression, and his tone was full of doubts.

"If others say this, I still believe it, Brother Wei said this, my old Chen really has to think about it, you said that these Tidi people have also plundered some, but there is no such battle to conquer the city, and the people in this city have been detained, not released or killed, will you not feel strange?"

Chen Sinian stared at Wei Siyuan's expression, as if he wanted to find some clues from it.

"Brother Si Nian said, I did think of it, but so what? Now that we have waited for the northern frontier to have been covered by heavy snow, and in a month or two, the far north will usher in a completely icy and snowy land, and if these people have not withdrawn from the city at that time, there will really be no way to retreat, and there will be no reinforcements. ”

Wei Siyuan said very confidently, as if he had seized the life of the Tidi clan.

If Chen Sinian is talking about conspiracy and trickery, maybe he is not as good as Wei Siyuan, but the art of war does not allow it at all, indeed if it is really as Wei Siyuan said, as long as it is another month or two, these Tidi people in the city are almost transported with food, they only need to send troops to crusade against the city, then the Tidi tribe without reinforcements in the clan is in a cage to be slaughtered by others.

After Chen Sinian said softly, he got up and left.

"I hope that's what you think."

Wei Siyuan was silent and watched Chen Sinian leave with a smile on his face.

"Does he believe it?"

A hoarse voice walked out of the back hall after Chen Sinian left.

Poison Saint Ou Yu looked at Chen Sinian's distant back, and asked softly with thoughtful eyes.

Wei Siyuan watched Chen Sinian leave, then put away his smile, sat back in his chair with a frosty face, took out a letter that had not been opened from the many secret letters, looked at it seriously, and responded to Ou Yu in his mouth.

"He won't believe it."

As Wei Siyuan said, Chen Sinian went straight away after Wei Siyuan said his thoughts, and he no longer believed what Wei Siyuan said.

The eleven cities conquered, most of them came from the two of them's domains, and only one city was occupied on King Jiangyuan's side.

How could the Tidi people spend so much effort and dispatch hundreds of thousands of troops to be stupid enough to take only some supplies?

Chen Sinian just felt that he already knew the answer he wanted, so he left.

Now the Tidi seem to be carrying supplies back, but they have not touched anything else in the city, which is completely different from before.

There is only one answer, if there is no burning, but more things are still in the city.

Not only will they not retreat, but on the contrary, they will continue to send troops to increase their strength to hold on, this time the Tidi people are really moving, as long as they hold the city, then when the extreme north passes the cold winter, more Tidi people will continue to go to the city one after another.

It is necessary to use the cities of the Ye Dynasty to expand their own territory.

"So he's already guessed your purpose?"

The Poison Saint glanced at Wei Siyuan and asked with some surprise.

Wei Siyuan smiled and said nothing, picked up his pen and began to prepare a reply.

This time it was Yang Mou again, and the two of them lost ten cities in their domains, and they had invisibly tied the two together.

Chen Sinian's inquiry was just asking about Wei Siyuan's attitude, as long as he could be sure that this was Wei Siyuan's game, then he wouldn't bother to pay attention to it.

"I'm going to bother Mr. Ou later."

However, after a while, Wei Siyuan's letter had been written, handed to Ou Yu, and said politely.

"It's okay, it's just an activity, and it's not free for me to help you, as long as you promise the old man something, you can do it in the future."

When the words landed, Ou Yu seemed to think of something, and after whispering a word of advice, he flew away.

"The cultivation of the Changwu King is not low, and the old man has no way to perceive how much strength he has, you should be careful."

As a saint, it is only a moment to travel thousands of miles in a day.

Wei Siyuan looked at the direction that Ou Yu left, which was the location of the Extreme North Tidi tribe.

"Can't see clearly?"

Wei Siyuan carefully pondered Ou Yu's words when he left, and his face completely sank.

As a sage, Ou Yu couldn't see the strength of the person clearly, there were only two possibilities, either he was also a sage, or he was already extremely close to the existence of a sage.

King Changwu was the first of several vassal kings to enter the Grandmaster, and now that there are no visions, the chances of him becoming a saint are not high.

Wei Siyuan's expression was in a hurry, his mind was constantly analyzing, and after pondering for a moment, he couldn't help but smile, revealing a little self-deprecation.

"I'm really confused, now that the two of me are tied together, he is not a saint, and it is also beneficial to me, if I really break through to sanctification, it will be even more harmless."

In this world, once you become a sage, you naturally can't take the initiative to call yourself the king and emperor, otherwise you will be sanctioned by several other people.

Wei Siyuan even hoped in his heart that Chen Sinian had really become a saint, so when he successfully raised his army, Chen Sinian would also be of great help to him ascending the throne.

Although Kyoto's Kongmo would not intervene in the civil war, Ou Yu was still restrained by it after all.

Once Chen Sinian becomes a saint and he Wei Siyuan ascends the throne, there will be four saints in the entire Ye Dynasty, and this kind of quantitative suppression can even lead to the world.

Thinking of this, Wei Siyuan's heart became even more excited.

On the side, Chen Sinian, who was in the guest room with his eyes closed and meditating, had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, he sensed all the movements of the entire Beichang Palace, and naturally heard the conversation between Ou Yu and Wei Siyuan.

Finally, when I heard Wei Siyuan's self-talk, I couldn't help but smile.

"Who said that a saint cannot be king?"