In any of the books that Yang Yuanqing read in his previous life, Yang Guang was a representative of brutality and mediocrity, and it was the first time he heard from his grandfather that Yang Guang was actually eloquent, which made him both surprised and a little funny, would a man of great talent make the second Sui Dynasty die?

Yang Su glanced at him, he felt that his grandson was not convinced, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "You stupid boy, what do you know?" Do you think the Great Sui was a Han dynasty? It is still a Xianbei dynasty in its bones, ninety percent of the high-ranking officials in the court are Hu people, and it is still the Guanzhong standard system created by Yuwentai, but it has changed to an emperor of Han blood, do you think that the contradictions and estrangements between Han and Hu for hundreds of years are so easy to reconcile? ”

Yang Su sighed slightly, "The Holy Lord's position is not right, so that he can't completely change, it's more of a compromise, which of the Guanlong nobles is not eyeing each other, if there is a chance, who doesn't want to replace him?" Do you think the Holy One doesn't understand? But who does he dare to kill? Even a Yu Zeqing, he also endured for eighteen years before he got rid of it, the Eight Pillars of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, all above the courtiers, but he didn't dare to move, the saint wanted to move the capital to Luoyang, break the Guanzhong standard, but he never could do it, now there is Yang Jian, these Guanlong nobles still dare not act rashly, if he goes, with Yang Yong's weakness and mediocrity, he is just a filial piety Emperor and Emperor Wei Gong, Yang Jian of course knows the potential crisis, Yang Yong's ears are too soft, his mind is not strong, he does things rashly and from the heart, and he does not understand the importance of sinicization, Yang Jian was deeply disappointed, so it was an inevitable result to change the king of Jin to the crown prince, and he did not hesitate to abolish the eldest son for the sake of the Great Sui Jiangshan Sheji. ”

Yang Yuanqing had nothing to say for a long time, but it was not his grandfather's opinion that persuaded him, this was just his grandfather's family's words, and he may not be able to believe it all, the key is that he does not know much about this era and has no right to speak, but one thing he is sure of is that Yang Yong was deposed by no means because of what is said in some books, it is because Queen Dugu likes Yang Guang, and the abolition of the eldest son of the prince for nearly 20 years is risking the disapproval of the world, and it is by no means a queen's personal preference to decide.

However, he also carefully found that his grandfather had mentioned Yang Jian's name several times, which was the courtier's disrespect to the emperor, and it should never be, and he suddenly realized that perhaps his grandfather was also one of the ambitious Guanlong nobles he himself said.

At this time, Yang Yuanqing suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "Grandfather, I heard from my uncle that our ancestor and the holy ancestor are Yang Zhen, the captain of the Han Dynasty, are we of the same clan as the saint?" ”

"Sort of!"

Yang Su's smile was a little reluctant, sometimes Yang Jian also told him that they were brothers of the same clan, in fact, Yang Jian's father Yang Zhong was born in the Han Han clan in Shandong, and he attached himself to the Hongnong Huayin Yang clan because of Yuwentai's order to 'return to Guanzhong', these elders in the clan all know, but now no one is allowed to mention it, and he naturally will not say it to Yang Yuanqing.

"We are just distant relatives, we are all Hongnong Huayin Yang family, the court recognizes, the saint also recognizes that we are the same clan, when the saint was the Northern Zhou Xiangguo, I also went back to Hongnong with him to worship the ancestors."

Yang Su attached great importance to this grandson, and said his heartfelt words inadvertently in front of him, but he didn't think that Yuan Qing could understand, Yuan Qing was only ten years old after all.

He gently patted Yuan Qing on the shoulder and told him, "What I said just now, whether you remember it or not, you can't tell anyone, understand?" ”

"Grandson understands!"

"Let's go! Crossing the river early tomorrow morning, crossing the Yellow River, it means officially entering the war zone, the army is going to enter a wartime state, you scouts will be busy, go back early to rest. ”

The grandfather and grandson turned their horses' heads and slowly returned to the camp.

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At the fourth watch of the next day, Yang Yuanqing was awakened by the low sound of the horn, he jumped up, and shouted to the nine subordinates around him: "Get up for me, the military horn sounds!" ”

Everyone muttered and got up, all of them were sleepy-eyed, Yang Yuanqing saw that Yang Sien still refused to get up, so he kicked it hard, "Yang Daxiong, get up for Lao Tzu!" ”

Yang Sien's legs were about to be kicked off, and the pain was unbearable, so he had to scold and get up, at this time, a messenger outside the tent shouted: "Yang Huochang, the captain of a hundred people told you to draw lots!" ”

"Everyone pack up their things, I'll go draw lots and see how luck is!"

Yang Yuanqing gave a few words, and then hurriedly ran to the big tent of 100 people, the big tent was already full of other fire chiefs, they were the third team of the second regiment, and the leader of the first team was called 100 people, referred to as 100 chiefs.

Ten fires and one hundred people, one hundred people surnamed He, is a Huhua Han people, the ancestor is a soldier of the six towns, after the failure of the Six Towns uprising, his ancestors were placed in Youzhou, He Baichang is very strong, but he is also very fair, like to draw lots to decide the task.

"Lao Tzu went to the regiment to draw lots for bad luck, the lottery was dead, the whole team had to go to the northwest thousands of miles away to explore the main force of the enemy, only one fire can stay, you draw it! Let's see whose luck is good and draw this raw lottery. ”

The scouts who probe the main force of the enemy army are the most dangerous, and the mortality rate is extremely high, so it is also called a death lot, but this He Baichang is unlucky, and he won the draw, according to the regulations, nine leave one, that is, you can't die, you have to leave a fire down to continue planting.

"Let's smoke it, everyone!"

He Baichang took out ten sticks and pinched them in his hand, one of them was a half-red stick, and it could be left if he won it, He Baichang didn't know Yang Yuanqing's identity, if he knew, he wouldn't dare to draw lots.

This kind of lottery depends on luck, there are no flower heads, all the fire chiefs don't look at it, they each draw one, Yang Yuanqing is the fifth draw, he drew a black lot, that is to say, he won the dead lot, it is not his turn to stay, and finally the eighth fire chief drew a half-red lot, he couldn't help grinning, "Damn, Lao Tzu's left eyelid jumped violently today, it's really shit luck!" ”

He Baichang gave him a slap in the face, "Go back, show off to Lao Tzu here." ”

He said to the crowd: "All right, after receiving the token, there is a sheepskin raft at the door, take one for each person, and set off immediately!" ”

Everyone silently received the token and walked quickly to the outside of the tent, but He Baichang patted Yang Yuanqing on the shoulder, stared at him and said, "Brother Yang, I hope to see you come back alive!" ”

"Don't worry! If I don't want to die, God can't help it. ”

Yang Yuanqing replied with a smile and went out of the tent, at this time, a soldier ran over, hugged his fist at He Baichang and said, "He Baichang, General Yu told you to go!" ”

He Baichang was stunned, General Yu was looking for himself, he scratched the back of his head, wondering if he had heard it wrong, the first army general actually found himself a small hundred people, he was a little flattered, and ran to the big tent in a panic.

Yang Yuanqing didn't know, he dragged a sheepskin raft back to his camp, everyone had already packed up, and when he came back, Yang Sien immediately pestered him, with a smile on his face, "Huo Chang, you call me!" I'll carry this sheepskin raft for you. ”

Yang Yuanqing knew that he must have a purpose to please himself, so he said angrily: "If you have a fart, let it go, don't beat around the corner." ”

Yang Sien scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a dry laugh: "Huo Chang, give me the horse!" I'm too heavy, and I'm going to crush my horse to death. ”

The horse that Yang Sien said was the horse that Yang Yuanqing rode back from his grandfather last night, it was an Ili horse, tall and strong, black all over, without a single miscellaneous horse, Yang Sien took a fancy to it at a glance, and immediately entangled Yuanqing and did everything possible to ask for this BMW.

Yang Yuanqing kicked him and scolded with a smile: "You bear, you don't even want to show a single move and a half of the horse, you still want my horse, you can if you want, you have to pay me back in the future for this favor." ”

"It must be returned!"

Yang Sien cheered, rushed back and grabbed the reins, caressing the black-maned horse as if touching his own woman, Yang Yuanqing put the sheepskin raft on Yang Sien's old horse, and said to his subordinates: "Let's go!" The task is to find the main Turkic force, who made us incompetent and won the lot! ”

Helpless, the scouts turned their horses and marched out of the camp, where they soon disappeared into the deep darkness.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, several horseback riders galloped over, and the leader was Yu Juluo, who heard that Yang Yuanqing had won the death lot, and his heart was very anxious, if something happened to Yang Yuanqing, how could he explain to the boss.

Behind him is He Baichang, he already knows Yang Yuanqing's identity, so scared that his heart wants to stop beating, it turns out that Yang Daotou is the grandson of coach Yang Su, along the way he has given himself five or six big mouths, hating himself for having no eyes, followed by the partial general Zhao Yong.

Seeing that Yang Yuanqing's camp tent was empty, and knowing that they had already set off, Zhao Yong hurriedly said, "General Yu, I'll go and chase him back." ”

Yu Juluo shook his head slowly, "No need to chase, he won't come back." ”

Once out of the camp, the military order cannot be changed, he knew that Yang Yuanqing was brave and fierce, and it was impossible to come back, he sighed lowly, "I hope he is safe!" ”

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The sheepskin rafts were not used to cross the Yellow River for them, but to cross the Hetao Plain to the north of another tributary of the Yellow River, where the vanguard army had already built a pontoon bridge with tugboats in the narrow part of the Yellow River, and the 100,000-strong army was to cross the river after daybreak, while the 300 scouts of each army were to cross the river in advance.

Yang Yuanqing led nine of his men and sixteen war horses, nibbling on dry food, while walking quickly on the pontoon bridge, and crossed the Yellow River in a moment.

At this time, the east has been white, the sky has been numb and bright, Yang Yuanqing found a big stone and spread out the map, he has been a scout for half a month, has basically understood the basic skills of scouts, drawing a map is also a basic skill, he found the ferry on the map, with cinnabar on the superscript a red dot, their first goal is to rush to the old town of Yudujin to listen to the news, he once mentioned this grassland ancient town in the court, and now they are really looking for this place.

Yang Yuanqing put away the map and briefly ordered everyone: "Go!" ”

He commanded this scout team for half a month, and with his own soldiers, strict self-discipline, coupled with clear rewards and punishments, he had established a little prestige among them.

Although this group of old scouts were lazy and treacherous on the road, they were extremely slippery, but when they really crossed the Yellow River, they suddenly seemed to be different people, they all became shrewd and serious, and the ruffian spirit on their bodies disappeared, and they became the real scout elite.

The crowd quickened their horses and galloped towards the vast plains of the Hetao.

．．．．．．．． There will be a new chapter at 12 o'clock tonight.,It's too late.,Let's get up tomorrow morning and read it!

(Note: Regarding the statement of Yang Jian's bloodline, Lao Gao also believed Chen Yingge's inference, Yuwentai implemented the Guanzhong standard system, requiring his subordinates to return to their ancestral home as Guanlong, and the Guanlong group appeared, and it was at this time that Yang Jian's father Yang Zhong attached himself to the Hongnong Yang family, and Li Yuan's ancestor Li Hu called himself the Longxi Li family.)

Wu Dong Qiankun 81zw