It's Dusk on Sunday

AD 580, the second year of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The Supreme Emperor Yu Wenyun died in Chang'an, and the eight-year-old emperor could not sit firmly on the throne. The civil and military minds of the Manchu Dynasty were floating, and the clan kings were watching eagerly. There was the Turkic Chen Bing border in the north, and the Chen Dynasty in the south looked across the river. Yang Jian stood in front of the window of Ganlu Hall and looked at the torn "Zhou" flag on the tower. It was still flying, but it couldn't fly for long. Everyone knows that there is only one final step left to change the government. But no one knows how dangerous this step from prime minister to emperor is. Yuchi Jiong raised an army of 300,000 men, and the five kings of the Yuwen clan held a Hongmen Banquet. The former allies turned into enemies in an instant. Yang Jian wants to tell the people of the world with one tough battle after another: the dusk of the Great Zhou Dynasty is the dawn of the Great Sui Dynasty. Li Delin said: "If the Prime Minister delegates military and political power to others, the Prime Minister of today will be the Yu Wenhu of tomorrow." Gao Jing said: "The world dies in war but does not know how to show sympathy, and the people live in a province where they are defeated but do not care." Wei Xiaokuan said: "This blood cannot be washed away." But Yang Jian only said four words: Let it go and do it.