The Empress summoned the Privy Council, the Ministry of War and the Princes and Ministers in Luoyang to the palace to talk, but it was just a routine question. From beginning to end, the Empress did not ask Han Jian for his opinion, and Han Jian did not speak, so that the monarch and ministers seemed to be strangers.

In this imperial convening, there was one person who was particularly dazzling, which was Yang Yu, the newly promoted king of King Ji. After Yang Xi was appointed as the crown prince to serve as the Southern Qi, Yang Yu's status in Luoyang City remained unabated. This time, Luoyang was about to encounter war, so the queen specially summoned this younger brother and entrusted him with important tasks. When arranging the Yellow River defense line, she even asked Yang Yu to do everything herself, which was very meaningful to let him take the crown prince above him and replace him.

It is understandable that the queen did this, because the queen has always been alone with Yunying and has not married, and the only two younger brothers are closest to her. Now that Yang Xi is outside, she has no place to rely on it, so it is reasonable to let Yang Yu come out to take on the responsibility. But Han Jian knew that although Yang Yu was old and had some connections in the court, Yang Yu still lacked in his ability to do things. In such a special period, it was difficult for Yang Yu to shoulder the important task of defending his country.

But so what? He is a sibling, he is the King of the East, an outsider. Han Jian seemed to be jealous of Yang Yu. In fact, Han Jian did not have any deep prejudice against Yang Yu. What Han Jian thought was that when the queen was in danger, it was Han Jian who offered advice by the queen. Unfortunately, the queen did not give him a chance and explicitly ordered him not to ask anything.

The entire content of the imperial predecessor summons was how to arrange river defense. In this regard, the people from the Privy Council and the Ministry of War were very experienced, and Han Jian did not need to worry about making suggestions. The imperial predecessor summons lasted for more than an hour, and Han Jian didn't say a word. When he came out to see the sun in the west, it was still early.

Everyone who came to the palace seemed to be working hard to arrange river defense, only Han Jian was like a ok person. Han Jian walked towards the gate of the palace, but one of them was Princess Anping, Yang Xiuxiu. The speed of the two of them walking was sharply contrasted with the speed of others, as if two people were incompatible with the world.

"Princess Anping. Please." Han Jian was not feeling excited when he was followed by him. Yang Xiuxiu seemed to be deliberately quarrel with him. He walked fast, and Yang Xiuxiu also accelerated his pace appropriately. When he walked slowly, Yang Xiuxiu walked slower than him. Tang Xiuxiu wanted to follow him more than ten feet away from Han Jian's exercise, not far or near.

"You are polite to the East." Yang Xiuxiu saw Han Jian turn around and smiled slightly. This smile was a little relaxed, which was very different from her who had left the palace crying a few days ago.

Hey! The foreign enemy invaded, it seems that she was in a good mood. Han Jian thought to himself.

"You are the princess, please be polite." Han Jian smiled, "It seems that the princess is at the bottom of the bottom of the matter, how embarrassed is it?"

Even though Yang Xiuxiu was in a good mood, she couldn't help but give Han Jian a blank look when she heard this, but a smile immediately rose on her face and said, "The King of Dong seems to be indifferent to the Xianbei people's going south. Is the King of Dong feels that the Xianbei people will not come to Luoyang City?"

"Princess Anping must not speak randomly. When will you be indifferent to it? Have you ever been concerned about Princess Anping?"

Yang Xiuxiu raised her eyebrows lightly and said with some pride: "It has always been your men's business to resist foreign enemies, horse and corpses. When is it our little girl's turn to worry about it?"

Han Jian nodded, and what Yang Xiuxiu said was the truth. Although the status of women in the empress has improved in the current dynasty, women are still vassals in society. In a feudal society where physical labor is greater than mental labor, the division of labor between men and women has also created such an era. Therefore, it is unrealistic to promote feminism in ancient times. In this time and space, there are no stories of Mulan and Mu Guiying. However, there are still many stories of heroines. Yang Ronger, the daughter of the Southern Prince's Mansion, is such a "heroine hero". It is just Yang Xiuxiu's statement that women have nothing to do with the battlefield.

Han Jian was choked by Yang Xiuxiu and just smiled. The two were still walking towards the gate of the palace one by one, but this time the two were much closer. Yang Xiuxiu was just walking behind Han Jian's exercise, and she could breathe audible distance.

"It seems that Princess Anping's marriage will be no longer in a hurry?" Han Jian suddenly said.

"Hmph!" Yang Xiuxiu snorted softly. She was in a good mood today. She was completely in a bad mood because of this. After Han Jian said this.

Before, when she came to the palace, the empress would ask about her marriage with Lu Fengning and urge them to get married as soon as possible. However, Yang Xiuxiu had no good feelings for Lu Fengning. Yang Xiuxiu was also a very independent woman. After her father died, she had been taking care of everything in the Prince's Mansion and wanted to find a man she could rely on. In her opinion, Lu Fengning was completely an "embroidered pillow". The two met at a young age, and they were also childhood sweethearts. Yang Xiuxiu knew that with Lu Fengning's ability, she would not only want to manage the Prince's Mansion after she married, but she might even have to take care of the Lu family's affairs. Strong women may not like to be strong women, sometimes they just didn't get the opportunity to rely on others.

"Your King Dong seems to be at the age of starting a family and establishing a house, oh?" Yang Xiuxiu suddenly smiled sly and replied to Han Jian.

Han Jian shook his head slightly. This Yang Xiuxiu is the kind of woman who refuses to suffer losses. Her personality is very similar to Lin Xiaosu.

After all, Yang Xiuxiu is over 20 years old, and Han Jian looks like a "junior" in her eyes. Yang Xiuxiu is peers with the queen, and she is one level higher than Han Jian in terms of seniority. However, Han Jian is not a surname Yang, and he has no blood relationship with the Yang family, so this kind of "elder" is unreliable. But no matter what, Han Jian is just a young boy, and Yang Xiuxiu believes that she has much more experience in both family management and life than Han Jian, the East King.

After Yang Xiuxiu responded to Han Jian, she thought to herself that even if King Edong is so young, even if he is not embarrassed to hear such words, he should be blushing and speechless, right?

Unexpectedly, Han Jian just smiled and nodded, "Well. At that time, at the wedding banquet on the hem, I will definitely invite the princess to come and have a wedding wine."

"Happy Wine?" Yang Xiuxiu laughed dumbly. This boy is only a few years old and is about to get married. But think about it again, a man can get married at the age of sixteen, while a woman can't get married after she's twenty. She is also considered a leftover woman in this era.

It’s not Han Jian’s precocious maturity, but her late marriage. Yang Xiuxiu thought that if she wanted to marry not Lu Fengning, but someone else, maybe she would have gotten married long ago, and even ran away from the ground. The daughter of aristocratic family who was the same age as her, including her best friend, would have married and had children long ago. Only she is still single.

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the palace gate. Han Jian had already left the palace after he said that. Yang Xiuxiu wanted to fight back for a few more words but she had no chance.

Looking at Han Jian's back, Yang Xiuxiu suddenly became a little angry. For some reason, since she first met with the East King, the two seemed to have grudges. She felt that she was sorry for her if she didn't scold Han Jian.

"This is really strange. What am I scrupulous about with such a boy?" Yang Xiuxiu said to herself with some annoyance.

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North of the Yellow River, a soldier was moving south quickly. The soldier and horse traveled starry night and it took only three days to make the north bank of the Yellow River near.

At dusk, the soldiers stopped to rest and prepared to go south the next day. This was the first time this soldiers had a long rest since they set off. All the soldiers realized that there might be a war tomorrow, and they had to accumulate strength for a night to prepare for the future.

In the military tent, a man in his forties was nearly fifty years old, looking at the letters from the south in front of the newly lit mutton fat lamp. The middle-aged man's eyes were deep and his beard was not long. He seemed to have carefully repaired his beard before, but he had no time to deal with it because of the urgent march for several days. The letters he had on hand seemed to be very serious, so he became more angry as he read them. As his brows frowned, there were still a few lines on his face. Although he never admitted that he was old, he was indeed old. If he didn't do some things, he would miss it.

"Father, the child just got it..." The curtain of the big tent was lifted up, and a young man walked in quickly and said something as he walked.

The middle-aged man pulled out his sword. After seeing the person clearly, he inserted the sword back into the scabbard. His face was very angry.

"Rareless! I have said a few times, no matter where you are, you must follow the rules!"

"Yes, boy remember." The young man quickly saluted and apologized.

The youngest of these two people was Yang Ke, the prince of the Northern King who had represented the Northern King at the palace banquet and defeated two masters of Southern Qi swordsmanship at the banquet. The other was his father, Northern King Yang Ru.

Yang Ru is the younger brother of the queen's father Yang She, who is the queen's uncle.

When Yang She was the emperor, he was strictly guarding the Northern King. However, because the Northern King's fief was in the North and he fought with the Xianbei people for many years, he had military power, so Yang She could not remove this younger brother throughout his life. Yang She died of an acute illness. Until he died, he suspected that his younger brother poisoned him, so he did not dare to hand over the throne to his young son, but passed the throne to his daughter. Before Bintian, he told his daughter many words, which were about how to eliminate the threat from the Northern King to the court. Therefore, since the empress ascended the throne, she had already begun to prepare for a battle against the Northern King.

Yang Ru glanced at her son, lowered her head and was still looking at the letter, and asked casually: "What's the matter with you so anxious?"

"I just got the news from the south that the court had ordered all parts of Hebei to camp in the city without leaving, the Yellow River cut wood and burned boats, and the slabs were not allowed to go down the river. It seemed that the court had taken some precautions." Yang Ke said cautiously in front of the Northern King.

Yang Ke knew very well that his father had many doubts and was very sensitive. If everything was not important this time, he would never have rashly entered his father's tent. Yang Ke was not the eldest son of the Northern King, and there were many brothers in front of Yang Ke. Among the direct descendants, he was only third. His two brothers were deprived of the opportunity to inherit the Northern King's prince because of their personality. He was also very clear that if he did not show "talented and strategy", he would be rejected by his father. The direct descendants of the Northern King's Mansion would completely decline, which was a result that he could not accept. Therefore, since Yang Ke was young, he had been strong everywhere. Not only was he knowledgeable, but his martial arts skills were superb, and he was cautious in everything just to prevent his father from finding out his faults.

When the King of Northern heard the news, he smiled coldly and said, "I thought that if I blocked the Yellow River, I would prevent my 30,000 troops from capturing Luoyang City? She was a little too self-righteous."

Yang Ke knew very well that the "she" mentioned by his father at this time was the emperor of the Wei Dynasty and the empress they should have regarded as the main one. This time, the Northern King went south and did not even show his specific intention to him, but Yang Ke was not stupid. He knew that his father was not bringing troops to pursue some Xianbei cavalry, because the Xianbei people only made signs of disturbing the border on the border and stopped moving, and his father was about to rebel. Although he had guessed in advance, he knew that his father was going to attack Luoyang City directly, so he still didn't believe it. Could it be that his father was sure of winning?

The Northern King was very talented and had a serious doubt. He had many counselors around him, but most of them were disliked by the Northern King. In the eyes of the Northern King, no one in the world was smarter than him, and no one could think more far-reachingly than he thought. The Northern King was the kind of person who only believed in himself, so even Yang Ke, who was as close as his son, did not know the specific intentions of the Northern King.

"But my father, now that the imperial court has such an order, we march so quickly, it is difficult to cross the Yellow River... It is summer now, the water level of the Yellow River..."

"What water level is said?" King Bei shouted, "What do you know? Do you think that being a father would let 30,000 soldiers wade through the river? Just do your business, and there should be no difference in the dispatch arrangements of the upper and lower levels in the army."

Yang Ke felt helpless and even felt speechless towards his father. It was obvious that he was treason. In his opinion, the Yellow River was over, not to mention that there was a city defense of Luoyang City on the south side of the Yellow River. Can these light cavalry alone knock on the gate of Luoyang City?

However, Yang Ke also knew that since his father had an order, he could not ask more, because it would anger the Northern King. In addition to being suspicious, the Northern King was also a kind of person with a bad temper and moody temper. He always believed that his mother died suddenly not because of illness, but because his father beat his mother to death in anger, because he had witnessed his father beat him to death. Yang Ke's mother had been afraid of his father since he was a child. When Yang Ke was thirteen years old, his mother died suddenly, and he did not even see his mother's body, which deepened his suspicion.

When Yang Ke left the tent, he couldn't help but say, "No matter what, I can't let the direct lineage of the Northern King's Mansion be cut off from my hands. I can't let my mother endure what she has been waiting for for many years and turn into a bubble."

Thinking of his two brothers sent to Bohai by his father, Yang Ke even hated his father. But he also knew that if his father succeeded in his rebellion, his father would be the lord of the Wei Dynasty and he would successfully ascend to the position of crown prince. The crown prince is much better than a prince of the Northern King.

Yang Ke himself is also an ambitious person. He doesn't want to be like a slave in front of his father and be an obedient dog beside his father.

"Just...how can you cross the Yellow River..." This is something that Yang Ke couldn't even figure out.
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