People will grow up. Li Xin is no longer the charcoal seller who shivered in the cold wind. Naturally, Ye Mao will not always be the innocent and lovely young master. In fact, after Ye Ming closed his eyes, he was the third generation of Duke Chen of the Jin Dynasty and the new head of the Ye family.

Sometimes the butt determines the head. Wherever you sit, what you think in your head is different. The old man in the past may obey Li Xinyan, but now Ye Mao, who is Duke Chen, thinks differently from before.

Without Ye Sheng and Ye Ming, even the fourth brother of the Ye family would have to set up a new branch. At this time, his decision represents the decision of the entire Ye family. He must think twice before acting.

Li Xin has always been proficient in human relationships and worldly affairs, so he naturally understood this truth, so he told Ye Mao that he would not implicate the Ye family.

The tall Ye Mao, after a while, slowly spoke: "Uncle Master misunderstood. The Ye family has no intention of clearing their relationship. Before his father died, he told me that he could find you if he had anything in the future."

He took a sip of wine and forced a smile at Li Xin.

"Since I can ask for help from Uncle Master, there is no reason, you can't ask me for help. In the future, if the uncle has any use, you can talk to me, and the Ye family has the responsibility to do so."

Li Xin didn't say much. He first glanced at Ye Mao, then lowered his head and picked up the dish.

"You have a different identity now. You should pay more attention to your words. It's not just about ten people in the Ye family."

After the two generations of Duke Chen left, the Ye family and the Ningling Marquis Mansion, including Ye Lin and Ye Mao's wife and children, there were only about ten people together. These can be said to be the Ye family group, but the real Ye family is far more than these ten people.

For example, there are hundreds of children of the Yejiazhuang in Ningling. For example, Jimen Pass in the northern border. Although there are not many people in the northern army with the surname Ye, in the eyes of the world, all of these 100,000 people have the surname Ye.

If the Ye family collapsed, none of these people would have a good ending.

Ye Mao shook his head: "I have known uncle, and I have been more than ten years. No matter what, uncle will not harm the Ye family."

He looked at Li Xin and suddenly grinned.

"My father said that if the uncle said he would use the Ye family one day, he would definitely be sure, otherwise he would not have spoken this with his uncle's personality."

"If the uncle really speaks one day, my nephew will definitely bring his family's fortune and help him with all his strength."

These two sentences are a bit slick, meaning that the Ye family can add icing on the cake, but may not provide timely assistance. Unlike what Ye Mao could say, it was probably what Ye Ming taught him during his lifetime.

But it doesn't matter. After all, it's a big deal about life and death. It's not easy to have such a degree of statement. Moreover, the Ye family also took the initiative to hand over the power of not speaking to Li Xin.

Li Xin glanced at Ye Mao helplessly.

"To your part, it seems that no matter what happens, it's mine."

Ye Mao lifted the wine pot and poured it for Li Xin. The uncle and nephew had another glass of glass.

After drinking, Li Xin asked, "You have been in Jizhou in the past few years. Have you ever had any movement in Yuwen Zhao in the north?"

"Yes, there's a lot of movement in the north."

Ye Mao frowned slightly: "Yuwen Zhao's daughter married the emperor, and he was also named a King of Yan. His Highness, the King of Yan, took dozens of subordinates to pass through Jimen Pass a few months ago and entered the pass openly, saying that he wanted to travel around the mountains and rivers."

"I stayed in the pass for two or three months before I left the pass and returned to the headquarters. Now he surrendered to the court, and he still has a title. In addition, there is no large-scale military force, so we can't do anything about him, so we have to watch him enter and exit the border."

Marquis Jing'an took a sip of wine and said in a muffled voice: "Where are you traveling around, I'm afraid you have to explore the terrain inside the pass! These Xianbei people were the best in the pass in the early years. Now there are only two or three generations. There are still many people from the Northern Zhou Dynasty who are alive. How could they be willing to shed horses and sheep outside the pass forever? Maybe they want to enter the pass and still have the old capital!"

The Northern Zhou Dynasty was established for more than a hundred years, and after being Chineseized, they yearned for their former life. Many people were eager to enter the pass and re-enter the old capital and resume their former noble life, rather than being beaten by wind and rain outside the border.

Ye Mao stayed in Jizhou for five or six years and was very familiar with northern Xinjiang. He immediately spoke, "Even if that's the case, there is no way to deal with them. Yuwen Zhao is not only the king of heaven, but also the father-in-law. Without the court's documents, no one can do anything to deal with him."

Yuwen Zhao's daughter Yuwen Que entered the capital as early as the ninth year of Taikang and wanted to marry the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty. However, Taikang passed away, so she was forced to stay in the capital. When she wanted to follow Li Xin's way, Li Xin shunned her to the next emperor.

The day after Emperor Zhao ascended the throne, the Xianbei tribe came to worship and wanted to present his daughter to the emperor to show his respect. In order to win over the Yuwen tribe, Emperor Zhao agreed to the marriage.

Last year, in the third year of Yuan Zhao, the emperor's mourning period for his father was over. Not only did he marry the queen, but he also welcomed Yuwen Zhao's Yuwen Que into the palace and appointed him as the imperial concubine.

Today, Yuwen Zhao is a serious father-in-law of the Great Jin Dynasty and a royal relative.

Marquis Jing'an narrowed his eyes and sneered: "It's a pity that I'm not at Jimen Pass, otherwise Yuwen Zhao would dare to enter the pass, and I would dare to kill him."

Killing Yuwen Zhao is nothing to Li Xin, at most it is just a rebuke from the court. If Yuwen tribes lose the powerful figure Yuwen Zhao, it is very likely that they will be divided again.

Ye Mao smiled bitterly and said, "That's you, uncle, you, the border generals, wish you could take your heart out for the court to prove your innocence. How dare you rebel against the court? I heard that when Yuwen Zhao passed by Yunzhou City, the old man Zhong Xuantong invited him to have a drink."

Li Xin frowned and then spoke slowly.

"The Zong family... is worthy of sharing weal and woe with the imperial court."

The uncle and nephew talked about the situation in northern Xinjiang for a while. Ye Mao threw the empty wine pot aside, changed to a new wine pot, and asked, "I heard that the uncle has been staying in his hometown in Yongzhou for the past two years. I don't know the situation in the southwest?"

Ye Mao is now the person in charge of the Ye family. If you want to cooperate with the Ye family, you must let him know about the situation in the southwest, otherwise there will be no way to talk about it in the future.

Li Xin smiled slightly: "I have done nothing in my hometown in the past few years, but I have given birth to another daughter. I have the opportunity to take you to see it."

Ye Mao asked slowly, "What about the southwest?"

Marquis Jing'an's face was calm.

"There are your fourth uncle and General Pei Jin in the southwest. He has a total of 150,000 troops looking at the southwest gate. Naturally, there will be no major problems."

"I heard about it."

Ye Mao smiled and said, "I heard that the Southwest Army in the Southwest can compete with the Imperial Army in the Gyeonggi. The troops under the Fourth Uncle have suffered many casualties due to the small-scale conflict with the Southwest Army."

He blinked at Li Xin and asked, "Uncle Master can reveal, what is the Southwest Army?"

Li Xin put down his wine glass and smiled generously: "There should be a total of 150,000 people in the southwest, and the number of people should have exceeded that of the Pingnan Army back then."

"What about the combat power?"

Ye Mao's eyes were burning.

"How about the Pingnan Army?"

"Of course it's more powerful."

Li Xin narrowed his eyes half-squinted and smiled implicitly.
Chapter completed!