This made the Liu family father and son stunned. Looking at the old man, dressed in a cloth dress and patches on his pants, but his whole body was clean. Combined with what he said, it immediately made people feel unfathomable.

Liu Kun walked up and bowed, "I offended the old man. We escaped from Bingzhou, not a bad person."

"Don't be polite," the old man laughed, "We are not an old man, but an old farmer. Don't talk about me. You go to the street to find someone else to ask. It's 80% of the general saying, you, please come back!"

"Why is this?" Liu Kun was really surprised. Although he was also a famous scholar, he had been in the northern region for many years, unlike those scholars who advocated pure talk in the heart of the Central Plains. He had long realized that ordinary people did not care about national affairs. Most of them were illiterate and did not know a single big word. How could he take a look at him and realize his own purpose?

You should know that ordinary people miss the opportunity to learn in childhood and want to teach them to form some cognitions as adults. One or two may not be a problem, but if the old man said it is true and he can just pull someone over on the street and see what he is going to do, it is really not easy.

The old man still smiled, shook his head, stood up, patted the soil on his body, and left without answering.

Liu Qun complained, "This old man is so rude!"

Liu Kun frowned, walked a few steps forward, and continued to observe the situation along the way.

As he walked, he suddenly saw a bunch of people gathering together not far away, as if they were chatting, so he came up.

When I walked into the crowd, I saw a scholar surrounded by everyone. The scholar looked like he was not old, but his face was dark and rough. He obviously was not from a noble family and dressed simply but was very clean.

The man was talking in a verbal manner, but what he said made Liu Kun's eyes stumble.

"At present, our strong enemies are surrounded by Youzhou. In addition to the stone thieves in the south, there are also Qunhu who invaded Pingzhou in the east and the pseudo-Hun Kingdoms in the west! But if we count it, there will be a considerable threat to the north..."

As the man said, a voice in the crowd shouted: "I know, there are several Xianbei people on the northern grassland!"

The onlookers, along with Liu Kun and others, looked at them in the voice, and the purpose was a man with a naked upper body. He could tell at first that he was a farmer who had just returned from the field, holding a farm tool in his hand, but he still listened with relish.

"Can a farmer know the tribes' battle for hegemony on the grassland?" Liu Kun and Liu Qun looked at each other and felt very surprised. You must know that many of the young masters of the Central Plains only know about one acre and three-point land in their own towns. After leaving the city and passing the county, they may not know the general trend.

As a result, when I came here, a scholar in a remote village and town preached the surrounding situation, a farmer blurted out and pointed out the key. It was really incredible.

Suddenly, Liu Kun thought of the old farmer just now and had a vague guess.

On the other side, the scholar nodded in response to the farmer's words and continued: "It is the major tribes, but strictly counting, the northern grassland can be divided into four major forces. These four families almost divided the entire grassland, each occupying a part, maintaining a fragile balance between each other, and seemingly peaceful, but in fact, the undercurrent is surging."

The farmer who had just interrupted was obviously not satisfied and shouted again: "Four families? Could it be the four major Xianbei groups?"

The scholar smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "You are only half right."

"Why is it half?" The farmer smiled and was not angry. "Then you little scholar said, let us see it even more."

Others also started to make excuses.

Liu Kun was mixed in the crowd, but became more and more surprised. His eyes fell on the scholar, and his mind was filled with thoughts.

The scholar did not refuse and talked freely

"Among these four families, the largest territory in name is the 'Northern Xiongnu' in the north of the grassland. Have you ever heard of it?"

"I know!" This time the person who spoke was a thin-looking servant wearing green clothes. Which family should be the servant of which family? "It was the tribe established by Liu Yao of the Huns. This person seemed to be inconsistent with the Huns' lords, saying that the two families were going to fight."

Liu Kun felt sad when he heard this. The two families said they wanted to fight, but they ended up fighting themselves.

The scholar nodded and continued, "It was built by Liu Yao, the Huns. He led his troops north and united with one side. He called himself the Shanyu and was called Khan by the Northern Huns. However, the name "Northern Huns" is Liu Yao's external title. In fact, the tribes on the grassland called it "Roran".

Someone finally puzzled and asked, "Why is this?"

"What's hard to understand?" Liu Qun couldn't help but say in the crowd, "Because Liu Yao's rule was not the Hun tribe, but a Rouran tribe in the north!"

Everyone heard this statement fresh, and someone asked the scholar: "Is that true?"

The scholar looked at Liu Qun and noticed Liu Kun beside Liu Qun. Then he withdrew his gaze and smiled: "As this gentleman said, the so-called Northern Huns are composed of several major surnames of Rouran. In the case of a Hun Han country in the south, those small tribes who were unwilling to offend Liu Cong naturally had to avoid taboos, so they called Liu Yao the "Roran" to him."

Then someone asked in confusion: "Didn't this Northern Huns be the largest tribe in the north? Why do other small tribes dare not offend the Huns but dare to offend Rouran?"

"Good question!" The scholar praised the man and made the man feel very satisfied. Then he listened to the scholar's explanation, "The Northern Huns, or the Rouran Tribe Alliance, seem to have a large territory, but they occupy the land in the north, which is desolate and barren, not only with many deserts, but also extremely cold in winter. Because the land is vast and sparsely populated, a large clan like the Tuoba tribe also hunted north of the grassland, but in the end it could not bear it. Then he moved south. Such land could not support a powerful army, nor had a stable place. Therefore, although Rouran was numerous, it was still much worse than Tuoba and Murong tribes! Let alone the pseudo-country of the Huns!"

"I see……"

As everyone nodded, the farmer said, "You just said that there are four major forces in the northern grasslands to divide the land. Since the Northern Huns Rouran is one of them, they are not as good as Tuoba and Murong, then these two families should be the second of the remaining three!"
Chapter completed!