On December 12, the second year of Renshou in the Sui Dynasty (602), the land in Guanzhong was freezing and windy, snowflakes were flying, the mountains in the snow looked dark, and the Wei River beside the official road looked particularly white, reflecting a chilling atmosphere.

On the official road covered with snow, a convoy of more than a hundred oxcarts slowly drove toward Daxing City in the east carrying goods.

Yang Ji, who was only sixteen years old, was wearing dirty linen clothes, huddled on a bullock cart, using cargo bags to block the heavy snow. His exquisite and perfect face was as gentle as jade, and its luster flowed; and this

Wearing linen clothes not only cannot hide his luxurious temperament, but also has a simple and fresh demeanor. He leans lazily on the goods, making him look free and easy.

Yang Ji was the nephew of Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty and the son of King Yang Shuang of Wei Zhao. When he was half a year old, his father killed his father, who left a mountain of corpses in the Turks and left the country with blood and blood. He had not been in court for more than a month when he suddenly died of illness in the midst of the national celebration.

Queen Dugu saw that the young Princess Wei was crying all day long and was not thinking. She was afraid that she would raise Yang Ji to death, so she took Yang Ji into the palace and raised him, and gave him the nickname "King Kong Slave". Until Yang Ji

When Ji was twelve years old, Empress Dugu and Yang Jiancai happily sent Yang Ji back to Prince Wei's Mansion as if they were marrying a princess.

Probably God also felt sorry for Yang Shuang who died young, so he made his son have the same natural powers as him, and he was so aggressive that even the land of Guanzhong, with its strong folk customs, turned its attention to him. If he saw any dandy on the road,

The child's missing teeth were definitely caused by Yang Ji.

However, no one knew that the moment he was born, there was a soul in the future.

Limited by his knowledge, Yang Ji knew almost nothing about the Sui Dynasty under Yang Jian's rule, except for the "Kaihuang Rule", but this did not affect Yang Ji.

He had been a poor man for most of his life in his previous life, but now he finally had a top-notch background and was good at fighting. He didn't know what else he could do besides being a bad boy.

A few days ago, Yang Ji was still guarding the mausoleum of Empress Dugu in Tailing, who died of illness. His mother, Dugu Min, sent a letter saying that she was planning to marry him and asked him to go home as soon as possible.

Without thinking, Yang Ji took more than a hundred guards and ran to Daxing City.

However, his team was less than thirty miles away from Tailing, and they rushed into the ambush formation that my mother had carefully prepared for him. More than a hundred loyal soldiers were killed and "the entire army was wiped out."

Yang Ji, who became the commander of the cursor, originally thought that he would enter Beijing in a "prison car", but after the robbers revealed their identities, they politely confiscated his weapons and money, and left with the "trophies". Not only did he not

Catch him, but leave behind a follower who is obviously a burden.

The master and the servant walked for a whole day in the heavy snow before they met this kind-hearted convoy.

The Kansai man who drove the carriage was named Xue Ju. He was from Jincheng. He had a tall body and was wearing a black cloth coat. His weather-stained face was very powerful.

Xue Ju found a piece of sheepskin from the car, threw it to Yang Ji, and said, "Put it on, it smells a bit bad, but at least it can stop the wind and snow."

"Thank you, Brother Xue." A smile appeared on Yang Ji's face. The Xue Jujiu in front of him became the 'Overlord of the Western Qin Dynasty' in history. Not only did his place of origin match, but the moment he threw the sheepskin, he found the tiger's mouth and the index finger of the hand.

The upper part is covered with thick calluses, and a small riding crop will not leave such a large area. The only possibility is that it is caused by holding heavy weapons for many years.

"No need to be polite!" Xue Ju replied lightly.

"Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze!" At this moment, the sound of sneezes kept ringing in Yang Ji's ears.

"Put it on!" Yang Ji threw the sheepskin to the sneezing attendant beside him. He was a tall, fat man with a greasy face that was bruised and swollen from beatings. Not only was it not annoying, but it was a bit annoying.

Feeling of joy.

The big fat man's name was Zhu Can. He was originally an imperial cook in the palace, but was later given to Yang Ji by Yang Jian as a "dowry".

Zhu Can has superb cooking skills, especially good at roasting whole lamb, and his knife skills are also very good. With a set of knives in his hands, he can quickly carve out a complete skeleton of a roasted lamb, and the mutton that is removed is still the same.

A complete one.

Yang Ji originally thought that a person with such superb and uncanny sword skills would be a master of swordsmanship, but this big fat man could not even fight back except howling after being beaten.

"Sir, I'm not cold." Zhu Can showed a simple and honest smile.

"I said you were cold, so you must be cold." Yang Ji had been thrown into an ice cave by the royal martial arts hired by Empress Dugu since he was a child to beat himself up, so the coldness had no effect on him.

"Thank you, sir." When Zhu Can saw Yang Ji getting angry, he shrank his neck in fright and quickly wrapped the sheepskin around himself.

Xue Ju seemed to have been paying attention to their master and servant. When he saw Yang Ji throwing the sheepskin to Zhu Can, a smile appeared on his stern face, and he said to Yang Ji: "You are not a bad boy, you just like to sigh.

The faults must be corrected. And only the king's children can be called 'gongzi'. Although the government will not care about this, others will laugh at you if they hear it."

Yang Ji couldn't laugh or cry and said, "I am really Yang Ji, King of Wei. He called me Young Master, and that's right. Your Majesty. Why don't you believe it?"

When people travel together, they often like to inquire about other people's family background and purpose of travel. When Yang Ji truthfully told his family background, the group was shocked at first, and then burst into laughter, calling him a liar.

Everyone thought that it was only reasonable for King Wei to be covered with Shu brocade. When traveling, he was cheered from the front and supported by the back, and he was fully ceremonial. Moreover, he was wearing linen clothes similar to mourning clothes, and there was only a fat man beside him.

Therefore, everyone naturally did not believe what Yang Ji said and thought that their master and servants were a gang of deceivers.

"Yes, yes!" Zhu Can nodded fiercely at the side: "Young Master used to be the king's son. After turning the old King Wei into King Wei Zhao, he will be the King of Wei."

As soon as Zhu Can said these words, everyone in the car next to him laughed.

"Shut up!" Yang Ji glared at the big fat man. Can he tell such a big truth?

"Boy, if you want to randomly identify your relatives, you have to ask around beforehand. Do you know why everyone laughs at you? That's because you are ignorant."

When he was the general manager, he led the Sui army to defeat the Turks countless times. Later, he led the troops to destroy the Turkic Dragon Court and burn the Turkic sacred mountain. He was known as the God of War in the Sui Dynasty. We Liangzhou men respect him the most.

He is the most important, so we all know that King Wei Zhao only has one son, and he is also the most powerful and capable dandy in Daxing City, known as the king of dandy. How could such a noble person come out to suffer? Outside Daxing City,

Everyone is just joking, but after entering Daxing City, if you continue to use the name of King Wei to cheat, I am afraid that the first person to beat you will be the real King of Wei."

Yang Ji sighed loudly: "What kind of dandy king? Didn't he get beaten up by his mother? The dandy king is also his mother."

"It's normal for a mother to beat her son. How can he be called a dandy?" A big man with a scar on his face showed a happy smile and said with great nostalgia: "Don't call me a little liar, you are an honest person like me.

My child has also been beaten by my mother-in-law since I was a child. But my mother-in-law is getting older and can no longer fight or run away. I really hope that my mother-in-law will chase me everywhere and beat me like she did before."

As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of laughter.

After more than an hour, Yang Ji, who was sitting on the bullock cart and dozing with his eyes closed, felt that the bullock cart had stopped. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the majestic Daxing City appearing in front of him.

The mighty guards on the city wall braved the wind and snow, and were on meticulous guard.

"Young Master, Young Master, we have returned to the capital, we have returned to the capital alive. Wuwu..." Zhu Can pulled off the sheepskin and cried with excitement.

Yang Ji looked at Xue Ju, who was tall and strong, and then at the fat man crying with a big belly. He didn't know what to say.

The Han people from Kansai who came to Beijing together also looked at this majestic city with excitement.

The closer they got to Daxing City, the faster their steps became. They wished they had wings so that they could fly into Daxing City and enjoy the beauty of the Sui Dynasty Capital as soon as possible.

The fatigue along the way seemed to be wiped away the moment I saw Daxing City, and everyone was full of energy and excited.

"When I enter Beijing this time, I will definitely go home rich and wealthy." Someone tightened the baggage around him and said firmly.

These words resonated with others, and they all nodded in response.

The charm of the imperial capital truly transcends time and space, and has always been the center of attention.

In a daze, Yang Ji seemed to see the scene of tens of millions of people going north to the capital to seek wealth in the 1990s.

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