The Chajin Grassland is located in the extreme north of the continent, and the south of the grassland, the Yunduan Mountain Range runs north and south, dividing the east and west of the continent.

The Jin State is in the west, the Qi State is in the east, which is the double power of the Zhuxia Continent, and the Zhao State is tenaciously growing in the south of the Qi State, adjacent to the rich Li State in the east.

The regime of the Sanguan Basin is located in the south of the Jin Kingdom, facing the Xirong of the Pingchuan Plateau like a frightened bird, like walking on thin ice, the soldiers are stationed day and night, and they dare not slack off.

And the vast Penghai Sea is like a big lake, separating Zhao and Wu.

And our story begins with Zhao Guo.

Somewhere in Tianxi, the capital of Zhao Guoguo, Wang Yu put down the wine jug, drunkenly pushed open the courtyard door, sat on the threshold of the door of the house, and looked at the quiet bluestone streets and alleys boredly.

He is 17 years old this year, the fourth brother of Wang Fang, the general of Zhao Guocha, and was placed in a courtyard far away from the palace because of his low birth and the fact that his birth process was too bizarre.

In another year or so, he will be able to serve Yuan, and he has not received much favor from his eldest brother Wang Fang since he was a child, that is, he has given some money and food every month to ensure his survival.

His father, Wang Changzhen, invited Wang Yu to teach Zhou Shu, but Wang Yu dealt with it hastily and stopped learning after learning a primer.

An old man in tattered clothes walked in front of the door, and suddenly the man stopped, staring at Wang Yu's eyebrows and not moving.

"Young man, I see that your Yin Hall is black, and soon there will be a disaster of blood light......"

Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, Wang Yu threw two copper plates to the old man.

"It's not easy to see that you fortune teller is making up nonsense all day long, so let's take it and buy a bun. ”

While speaking, Wang Yu also waved his hand to show his demeanor.

The old man accepted the money, and when he saw that Wang Yu was not bad, he continued to say earnestly: "You are really a bloody disaster!"

"Ha! The northern countries, except for Qi and Jin, even if my Zhao country is the strongest, my bastard brother Wang Fang has defeated the northern Qi country several times, and the Jin country in the west is also afraid of my eldest brother, and my country's Zhou master is also talented and powerful! My Wang family is still resting with the country, you tell me, how am I going to die?"

I heard that the Wang family didn't look down on you, a disciple of another courtyard, the old man sneered.

But because Wang Yu did not beat him and gave him money, the old man really couldn't bear to feel that Wang Yu had no defense against the future, and persuaded bitterly: "In less than half a year, your Wang family plotted a great rebellion, launched a mutiny, and was beheaded after the defeat, and you are among the implicated!"

Wang Yu scolded with a smile: "You-fart!"

The anger in his heart was diluted by drunkenness, and instead he shouted arrogantly: "My Wang family is a supreme minister, what reason is there to rebel? I am living in this courtyard to the ground, my Wang family will not rebel, and I will not die on the execution ground!"

Then he staggered back to his house and fell asleep, forgetting about it.

It wasn't until one autumn half a year later, when Wang Yu was put into the execution ground by the rebellion of his eldest brother Wang Fang, that he suddenly remembered the admonition of a fortune teller half a year ago.