"The problem is also Li Xinchen." However, before this, in Yang Jian's opinion, there is still a hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Li Xinchen's sudden rise can be said to be the biggest variable in Yang Jian's plan, no one would have thought that a little Nan Chen, who was already destined to be in the south of the Yangtze River, would suddenly be born with such a character.

Gu Yi said at this time: "The prime minister does not need to be so worried, judging from the current situation of the Southern Dynasty, the first thing must be to recuperate, although the territory of the Southern Dynasty is very large, but the population is not large, and the number of soldiers and horses that can be concentrated is almost the same as ours, if we really want to go to war with the Southern Dynasty, we will not be afraid of them, and Yu Wenxian is different, as long as Yu Wenxian is still there, it has always been our irreconcilable but existing enemy, which is more important, the prime minister should have a number in his heart." ”

Yang Jian bowed slightly, Li Xinchen can still talk no matter what, and Yu Wenxian and they are really an endless relationship, obviously Yu Wenxian does not intend to accept any regression from Yang Jian, in his opinion, only by taking Yang Jian's life can he be regarded as saving the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the final analysis, this is still a contradiction between the clan and the relatives, since the early years of the Han Dynasty after Empress Lu came to power, as long as the conflict between the clan and the relatives broke out, it has never been endless, this seems to have become a historical cycle, and in fact it is also a struggle for the throne and power.

After all, there is only one person who sits in the highest position and has the right to speak.

"Appease Li Xinchen, as long as he doesn't join forces with Yu Wenxian, it's easy to say anything." Yang Jian sighed and gritted his teeth, "What was given to him today will be taken back from his body in the future!" ”

And Gu Yi and Yin Shou exchanged a look, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Sui Guogong has walked from the humble door to today's position step by step, and it can be said that every bit he has achieved is his own blood and sweat, and it is not easy to be willing to give in at this time.

As for Li Xinchen, Gu Yi and Yin Shou of course also knew that this would definitely be the biggest threat to the Northern Zhou Dynasty in the future, and even what they were doing now could be called raising tigers. But as advisers, they had no choice, and directly let Yang Jian disregard the conflict with Li Xinchen, and the cheapest one could only be Yu Wenxian.

And at least if you talk with Li Xinchen, you can also postpone the time for the dispute between the two sides, and the turmoil of the turbulent times in the past 300 years tells people the most is to be as patient as possible and wait as much as possible, maybe unexpected changes may occur.

Anyway, things have been bad to this extent, even if there is a real change, where can it be changed, unless it is changed in the direction that is beneficial to Yang Jian.

Of course, in fact, everyone knows that there are some deep-seated reasons, that is, at least Li Xinchen is Han, and officials such as Guyi and Yinshou are also Han.

To choose between Han people and Xianbei people like Yu Wenxian who reject Han people, as long as you are not stupid, you will know what it should be.

"Prime Minister, be patient." Gu Yi said suddenly.

Yang Jian raised his head to look at him, he was only in his forties, and his temples were already gray, but in his eyes, there was always a flame beating.

Patience, patience, I have endured it for so long, I have endured the emperor who has always been suspicious of me, I have endured the wife who controls her backyard without leaking, and I have endured the departure of these huge families under my command one after another, how long do I need to be patient?

On the surface, he is the reincarnation of Cao Cao, who is glamorous and coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, but in his heart, he knows in his heart that the predicament he is facing now and the things he needs to endure are more difficult than Cao Mengde.

Knowing that some words can only be adjusted to the position, it is useless to say more, and the bone instrument and Yin Shou surrendered at the same time. And Yang Jian just waved his hand, and did not vent it directly at this time, which was actually his greatest patience.

And when the two civil officials left, Yang Jian's hand holding the teacup suddenly became stronger, the teacup was directly crushed, the fragments were pierced into his hands, and the warm blood mixed with the already cold tea flowed down little by little, but Yang Jian didn't say a word, just gritted his teeth, and let the pain stimulate his head along his hand, so that he could be as awake as possible.

Be patient, be patient······

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The arrows struck the ice, only to chisel down a little bit of ice.

The Turks roared and climbed towards the city, but the smooth ice made them have nowhere to place their ladders, and people would slide directly under the city on the ice, which made many Turks only curse under the city, of course, the answer to them was the sound of the wood and rolling stones.

No one wants to talk nonsense with the Turks, in this bitter cold land, humanity, morality, ethics and the like have been diluted, not to mention when the enemy is not their own race at all, everything has become simple and straightforward.

Killing, is the killing of Chiguoguo.

The Han soldiers and the Turks fought along the city walls, the crossbowmen on both sides desperately fired arrows when the wind was light, and the trebuchets threw all the stone bullets and even wood they could find at the enemy. The warm blood flowed down the ice, and soon turned into a new layer of ice, and when one stepped on it, the red ice water mixed with the snow below, turning pink mixed with black mud.

The bloody breath will not last long at all, and will soon be blown away by the wind. Of course, the smell of new blood soon overflowed, forming a cycle.

The corpses under the city are piled up directly there, gradually stiffening in the wind, and the corpses in the city are transported to the back as much as possible, so as to avoid affecting their own people to go to the city, of course, it is also to provide fuel for the city, after all, no matter how much firewood there is, it can't withstand such consumption, and the corpses of the Turks naturally become a good substitute.

There was already a thin layer of blood ice on the armor, and Hou Mi didn't even feel that his hand still existed, if it wasn't for the subconscious swing of the blade, the hand and the sword were still moving, I'm afraid Hou Mi really felt that he didn't have a hand.

He didn't know that this was the first time the Turks had attacked, but he knew that these Turks really rushed upwards as recklessly as the outlaws, falling in rows and continuing forward in rows, their corpses piling up more and more under the city, and their footsteps leaving more and more on the city.

Ice is not earth after all, but it has been carved open by the Turks in many places, and now the Turks are trying to storm the city through these openings. When the city gate back to Lecheng has been completely blocked, these openings naturally become the best way to enter the city.

"It's not going to go on like this, we can't stop it." Yu Xishen walked over with one shallow foot on the slush and looked at the city head full of corpses and the Turks who were still moving forward under the black pressure outside the city.

"If you can't stop it, you have to block it, we have to endure it, and we have to persevere." Hou Mi opened his mouth with difficulty.