Wen Qiao carefully reached out his hand, pushed the tip of the sharp knife that had been stabbed to the middle of his eyebrows slightly, and then sang: "I am Wen Qiao, the chief of Bingzhou, and Lord Lu Guan, can you listen to me?"

After a while, Lu Guan's old and slightly hoarse voice came: "There is no need for the Jin people to intervene in the affairs of Tuoba Xianbei. Please respect Wen Changshi."

"Or it! Otherwise!" Wen Qiao shook his head repeatedly, planning how to organize his words.

His location was separated from Lu Guanzheng from the bonfire, looking at the position where Lu Guan stood, but the hot air twisted and rolled on the side of the bonfire, blocking his sight. The large amount of firewood made a thunderous sound of slashing under the flames, which seemed to make him unable to hear who was talking on the other side. Wen Qiao wanted to take a few steps forward and bypass the bonfire several feet high to face Lu Guan, but dozens of warriors in front of him were staring at him and had no intention of giving way.

These people are all confidants who have been kept for many years, or they are not as fierce as those of Yilu's men fighting, but they are also capable and powerful warriors. After a while, several warriors shook each other and suddenly ran over from the side, trying to bypass Wen Qiao and kill Yilu directly.

But Wen Qiao's reaction was extremely fast, and he completely ignored the swords that pointed at the vital points around him. He rushed forward and even blocked Yilu and others with his body, forcing the warriors in this direction to stop for the time being.

In a blink of an eye, this situation occurred twice in a row. Dozens of subordinates of Lu Guan, Yi Lu and others surrounded him, but they were surrounded by Wen Qiao's actions and could not kill him at will. It would be fine if Wen Qiao was an extremely brave warrior. The problem was that any heroic Xianbei warrior could kill the weak Jin people in front of him like a bed bug. Just because they did not get the permission of Lu Guan, they could not wave the long sword in their hands with peace of mind! This was ridiculous and hateful, which made many warriors furiously.

In comparison, Wen Qiao was even more embarrassed. He intercepted Xianbei warriors several times and almost broke out a way from the swords that were like forests. Although the Xianbei people did not dare to take action seriously, his right arm, left leg, etc. were cut by long swords, and five or six wounds were bleeding.

For a literati like Wen Qiao, such injuries were really painful. Such dangers were something he had never experienced before. His expression pale due to blood loss, and he did not care about his verbal skills. After forcing several Xianbei warriors to retreat again, he shouted loudly: "The court has no intention of interfering in the internal affairs of Tuoba Xianbei, just to save Lord Yilu's life! Lord Luguan, please ask your subordinates to stop fighting!"

Leaving Yilu's life? On the other side of the altar across the bonfire, Lu Guan couldn't help but sneer. But he immediately controlled his anger and walked slowly as usual. While walking, he repeatedly measured the current situation.

It was indeed beyond his expectations that Wen Qiao would suddenly intervene at this time. But after all, he was just a weak scholar, and there were dozens of ways to control him and take Yi Lu's head directly. The key is that Wen Qiao's actions were so reckless and fierce. Does it mean that the court's support for Yi Lu was stronger than he thought?

Since Tuoba Yiyi's death, the Luguan has relied on means of winning, buying, coercion, intimidation and other means to continuously expand the power of the Tuoba Xianbei eastern part. In just a few years, he first forced the once powerful middle part to collapse, and could only rely on a witch Wei who pretended to be a god and ghost to support the situation; he also forced the western part of the Tuoba Xianbei to go away, so that the western master Yilu had to hide among Dugu Zhe's subordinates before he could sneak to Jinyang for help from the court.

Yilu's strength and means are far less than that of Luguan. The reason why he can compete with Luguan is because of the alliance with Liu Yueshi in Jinyang, and then went south to attack the Xiongnu, which was thus supported by the imperial court. Wen Qiao, the chief minister who was sent by the governor of Bingzhou to watch the ceremony of worshiping the heavens, came to support Yilu. However, Luguan did not take it seriously before, because the Jin people have always been weak and only had a single mouth to overwhelm the whole family. When the East and West tribes fought and seized the throne with real swords and guns, even if it was a rich Xianbei chief or nobleman, he would be at risk of separation of his body and head when he said half a word, and Wen Qiao would be even more unlikely to stand out.

No one expected that when Yilu was at the end of his journey, Wen Qiao was quite bloody and even came forward to stop him and tried his best to protect Yilu's life at all costs.

According to the original intention of Lu Guan, Yilu will be killed today, and there will be no future troubles. But if this is done... How to deal with Wen Qiao? How to explain to the governor Liu in Bingzhou? After all, the relationship between the Tuoba Xianbei and the court has been harmonious over the years, and the governor of Bingzhou was also kind-hearted. He may not have to take action seriously and kill the envoy in front of everyone. It should be noted that the person present at this moment was the eight surnames of Tuoba Xianbei, the leader of the thirty-six countries, the 99th surnames of the tribe, and the envoy of the Youzhou governor, Duan Piyuan, the legitimate son of the Duke of Liaoxi. These people have noble identities, and Lu Guan may not be able to easily suppress them. Who can block their hundreds of mouths? Although the image of decline in the Great Jin Dynasty has appeared, it is still a giant who has a thousand miles of land and billions of subjects.

Lu Guan frowned. Thinking about it, Wen Qiao could not move for the time being, and it seemed that even Yi Lu could not move for the time being?

With the brave and warlike character of the Xianbei people, he would never even swear the enemy in front of him because of future threats. If any other Xianbei people were replaced by a hundred Wen Qiao, he was not as good as ordinary Xianbei people. As the one who was the least valued among Tuoba Liwei's philosophers, he had been in nearly forty years before he gradually climbed to the high position of the eastern Tuoba Xianbei master, one step away from the Xianbei Dashanyu. The political wisdom accumulated over the decades gave him patience and tolerance beyond others, and taught him to act cautiously.

Lu Guan thought carefully and suddenly stopped.

Since Wen Qiao tried hard to protect Yilu, how to deal with Yilu became a difficult problem. For a moment, Lu Guan asked himself that it was difficult to make a decision. But what is the most important task at present? Did he spend so much effort on this ceremony of sacrifice to the sky just to kill Yilu? No, it was not so, and he almost became confused. Taking the position of the Great Shanyu of Tuoba Xianbei is the most important thing at present! If Yilu was delayed by the time, wouldn’t he hear that the Jin people said: There are many dreams in the night?

Thinking of this, Lu Guan stomped his feet suddenly, ignored Wen Qiao, Yilu and others, and shouted in Xianbei's voice: "Captains, how to deal with Yilu is a small matter, we can discuss it slowly. This battle was won by Lu Guan, but this is certain!"

Xianbei people lived in difficult conditions, had unreasonable diet, and tended to be greasy, so they generally died prematurely. It is very common for ordinary people to die in their thirties and forties. Only the Da Shanyu lineage, which has been passed down for dozens of generations, generally longevity, such as deduction, Jiefen, Liwei and other heroes, all lived to more than a hundred years old. Lu Guan seemed to have inherited this special physique. Although he was over 60 years old, his physical strength and spirit were still at its peak. At this moment, he shouted loudly, full of energy, and every word and sentence spread far away with the mountain wind, and there was still a vague echo.

Lu Guan looked around and asked, "You said, yes, right?"

There is nothing to argue about. Although his method of driving the Nuo people to attack was so unreasonable that everyone was shocked, if they won, they would win. So the chiefs of various departments, Qu and the generals nodded and praised them together: "Yes!"

Lu Guan turned around like a whirlwind, facing Wei Shi, who had always stood silently on the stone platform, and stepped forward: "Then... I will be the next Tuoba Xianbei Grand Chanyu!"

He glanced at the pale-faced witch: "Wish, aren't you ready for blood wine?"

According to traditions over the years, the last part of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was that the witches slaughtered each of the white calf, yellow horse, and Aries, mixed the blood of sacrifice into the strong wine, and gave it to the Great Chanyu, supported by the chiefs and commanders. In this procedure, the witches and the gods in the sky and the ancestors of Tuoba Xianbei were in harmony with the will of the ancestors of the gods, representing that the ancestors of the gods gave magical blood wine to mortals. For thousands of years, those who received the gifts have been so treacherous, but today's official position is so strong.
Chapter completed!