"So I speculate that the majority of Xianbei people are Mongoloid, that is, the yellow race. Both Mongolians and Manchus may have a certain inheritance relationship with Xianbei."
"Due to originating from the north, most Xianbei people have white skin. They have been trained in hard nomadic herding and fishing and hunting on the grassland. Xianbei people are tall and burly. Also due to the influence of the living environment in the far north, some Xianbei people have yellow hair or even blue eyes."
"Xianbei also contains a small number of pure white tribes from Central Asia. In a nutshell, the Xianbei people look similar to the Mongols or Manchus."
Zhang Yumeng said curiously.
"Are the Xianbei people strong? Can we defend Liaodong?"
Yang Gan's face was serious and he nodded silently.
"It's very strong. The Murong clan of Xianbei established the Yan Kingdom, the Yuwen clan of Xianbei established the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the Tuoba clan of Xianbei~~~"
Yang Qian paused and showed an expression of admiration on his face.
"The Tuoba family was a ruthless person. Not only did they establish the Northern Wei Dynasty, they also completely Chineseized it. At one point, they even changed Tuoba's surname to Yuan."
"Damn it, such a fierce nation is gone? I haven't seen it in my last life!"
"In modern times, almost all of them have been integrated. In fact, you should have heard the names of some Xianbei people."
Zhang Yumeng frowned and said, "Impossible. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that this nation existed."
Yang Qian spread his hands, "The mother of Sima Shao, Emperor Ming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was from Xianbei. Wang Dun called Sima Shao a "yellow-bearded Xianbei slave," which proves that some Xianbei people do have yellow beards."
"Uh~~~ Haha, I don't know who Emperor Ming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty is. You have to name a few people I know who are relatively well-known."
Yang Qian thought for a while, and his eyes immediately lit up, "Let me tell you something simple, for example, does Changsun Wuji know?"
"You think I'm an idiot. Changsun Wuji must know that. I also studied history, but I'm just not as proficient as you."
"The surname Changsun originated from Xianbei. It was a Chinese change of surname to surname, such as Changsun Wuji and Queen Changsun."
"There are also people like Dugu Jialuo from the Sui Dynasty. It is said that Dugu Jialuo has both the independence and heroism of the paternal nomadic people and the elegance and humility of the maternal Han culture. He himself is a product of the era of great national integration and is a Sinicized Xianbei. people."
"Yuwen, this surname is familiar to you, right? Yu Wenji and Yuwen Chengdu are both from Xianbei, and Yuwen is one of the three major surnames in Xianbei. The family is very powerful."
"Now, next is the Murong family..."
Zhang Yumeng exclaimed, "Murong? Hahaha, I know that, Murong Fu."
Yang Qian narrowed his eyes, "Brother, your idea is very dangerous. It belongs to Mr. Jin, okay?"
"There is also a man named Yu Chigong, but I guess you don't know it. People like me who like cold weapons and the history of the Tang Dynasty basically know Yuchi Gong. He is a fierce man, the core figure of the Xuanwu Gate Incident, and Li Shiming's absolute leader. One of the confidants."
"Yu Chigong? Nonsense, I must know him."
"Oh, that's amazing. I also know that there is someone named Yu Chigong."
Zhang Yumeng said proudly, "It doesn't matter, he is the goalkeeper."
"Pfft~~~!"
Yang Gan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that he knew Yu Chigong not because of history, but because of the New Year paintings.
I really admire Zhang Yumeng.
"Come on, let's go take a look. Now I'm a little interested in these two guys."
"Aren't you going to kill Terah?"
The murderous intent in Yang Gan's eyes dissipated a little.
"Hmm~~ Let's talk about it first. If we can't reach an agreement, we will kill them. I have to guard against the Xianbei people. Although they may not be as powerful as the Huns, they should not be underestimated."
The two walked towards the prison car.
When the brother and sister saw the person coming, they immediately became alert. When they saw two women approaching, they immediately became calm again.
"Hey, when will Mr. Wu An come over?"
the woman said loudly.
Yang Gan glanced at the woman and said nothing. He walked straight to the prison car and looked at the man inside carefully.
Sure enough, they have blue eyes, but their hair is still black. It is obvious that there are not a few people living together, and their skin is fair. No wonder it is recorded in history that the people of the Central Plains are called Bailu and the people of Xianbei are called Bailu.
"Who are you? Hurry up and call Mr. Wu An over!"
The woman was tall. She took a few steps forward and reached out to grab Yang Qian's collar.
Without even looking, Yang Gan took the woman's hand and with a little force, the woman was instantly pulled to Yang Gan's side. When he wanted to use his knee, he hesitated for a moment, retracted his knee, and kicked the woman away with his shin.
The man's pupils shrank instantly, and his eyes met Yang Qian's.
The black eyes full of murderous intent seemed to be similar to those of Déjà vu, and combined with his body shape, the man almost stopped breathing.
After the woman reached the end, she screamed in pain. She didn't feel anything, and she was already kicked away. She rubbed her chest and found that it didn't seem to be very painful. She got up and planned to settle the score with Yang Gan.
Zhang Yumeng looked at him completely blankly. He usually scratched Yang Gan's face, but he had never hit her hard. She didn't expect him to be so powerful.
The movement was so fast that it simply exceeded the limit of the screen lock of my eyes.
"Stop~~~!"
Seeing that his sister was about to find trouble with this person, the man immediately called her to stop.
"Brother Kui, what are you afraid of?"
The man said solemnly, "If you still recognize me as A-Gump in the future, don't do anything and just listen to me."
The woman hesitated. Brother Kui had never been so angry with her. She hesitated.
Although they said this, the two people's eyes did not move away at all. Seeing the joking in this man's eyes, the man took a deep breath.
"You spent so much manpower and material resources just to catch me. Do you think you think too highly of me?"
The corners of Yang Gan's mouth raised, revealing a sneer.
"We, the Xia Kingdom, attacked Goguryeo for revenge, but no matter what the reason is, it is probably inappropriate for you, a Xianbei, to interfere in our war."
"What I can't let go of the most is that you unexpectedly attacked me. After the sneak attack, you ran away directly. Tell me, do you have no martial ethics?"
The man smiled calmly.
"What's the point? I'm not a fool. Why should I risk my life when I see that I can't beat you? Naturally, the first thing to do is to run away. Besides, that person imprisoned my little sister at that time, otherwise I wouldn't be your enemy. .”
"Do you think I believe it or not?"
"I've been caught here. Believe it or not, it's your business. I've told the truth!"
The man hesitated for a moment, "Although I attacked you, you are not dead. Can you spare my little sister's life? As a man does, just kill me."
Yang Gan touched the metal cage, flicked his fingers, and sure enough, he made a soft moan.
"You don't seem to have understood the current situation. You don't have any leverage now, but I do."
Yang Gan pointed at the glaring woman next to him.
"Tell me everything about the Xianbei people. If the information is accurate, I can consider letting you go."
The man hesitated for a moment. Thinking of what his clan had done to him, he gritted his teeth and told everything he could and could not say.
It's also quite bloody. It's nothing more than a split within the clan. Of course, this is not a split among the Xianbei clan, but a split within his tribe.
My father died in an accident and my mother also passed away. Everyone in the family elected him to be the patriarch. Unfortunately, some traitors gathered a large number of powerful people in the name of a banquet.
In the end, there was a direct bloody massacre. You must know that the real powerful figures in the clan are all direct or collateral relatives of the men.
He and his little sister escaped with the help of his loyal men.
He is not an idiot. Going north is almost a dead end. The further north you go, the colder it gets.
Things were not easy in the west. The Xiongnu were destroyed. That was the territory of the Xia Kingdom. It is said that those who entered the Xia Kingdom's grasslands almost never had a good ending.
With the sea to the east, it was impossible to commit suicide by jumping into the sea. Finally, he went south to Goguryeo. There were many conflicts between the two races, and there were also some mixed people living in some areas, so his face was not very special.
It's just that when passing by, everyone marveled at this person's height.
Those who know call them Bailu.
Zhang Yumeng pulled Yang Qian's sleeve and whispered.
"What a bloody plot."
Yang Qian nodded silently. It was indeed bloody, but there were generally two situations where people could successfully seize the throne through massacre.
First: The person who seizes the throne must be a powerful person, and he has been preparing for a long time.
Second: With the intervention of external forces and the cooperation between inside and outside, it is easier to succeed.
It seems that this man's father is not very good, can he wipe out people in one fell swoop? How big is your heart and how blind are your eyes?
The man not only talked about his own affairs, but also talked about the general situation of Xianbei now. Unfortunately, he didn't like to hear it. Although there was competition between the various clans, they were still roughly unified.
This kind of cohesion is really rare.
But Yang Qian was not so unreasonable about rashly cultivating a foreign race to unify Xianbei, otherwise he might be the second Jian'an Jurchen.
Dynasties sometimes rise and fall.
When it is prosperous, all nations come to court, and when it is weak, all nations come to step on it. Yang Qian feels that the most reasonable way is to beat up all the nations and destroy all the disobedient ones. Wouldn't it be once and for all?
Except for Changbai Mountain, which is pretty good among the Xianbei people, other places are really of no use to me.
After all, it was too cold, so I guess I could only eat highland barley when I got there.
I don’t know if corn can be grown, but don’t even think about rice. With that kind of temperature, I’m afraid I won’t be able to grow even one crop a year, and the yield will be extremely low.
Yang Qian patted Zhang Yumeng and walked towards the back. Zhang Yumeng immediately followed.
The brother and sister looked at each other. This man was so strange, and he didn't say the final verdict. But when he saw what Wu Anjun was holding, the man's hair suddenly dropped, and his face was filled with bitterness.
Why is this man so vindictive?
Yang Qian easily held a huge hammer with one hand and smiled cunningly, showing off his white teeth.
"Now, don't say that I bullied you. For the sake of providing me with information, you hit me with a hammer and I hit you with the same hammer. It's fair. As long as you can survive, I will let you go. so what."
The man swallowed.
Others didn't know that this little man in front of him was completely visible to him. Even the first warrior of Xianbei was definitely no match for this man's bravery.
