The most romantic little emperor

Yelu Jin'er nodded slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she nodded as if she understood. Then, she seemed to remember something and asked again: "Father, are you really going to send me to the emperor? But Jin'er doesn't really like him. I always feel that he..."

She hadn't finished her words, but Yelu Lingxiao had already understood what she meant. He looked at Yelu Jin'er deeply, with a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes, but his voice was still firm and gentle: "Jin'er, there are many things that we can't choose. But don't worry, no matter where you are in the future, you are my most precious daughter."

Yelu Jin'er frowned slightly. She decided not to say anything more. Instead, she gently lifted the curtain with her white jade-like hands and quietly admired the prosperous scene of the capital. She felt dazzled and could hardly take it all in.

She secretly sighed in her heart, no wonder she heard some Liao nobles who had been to the capital say that it would be worth dying to see the prosperity of Daxia.

Yelu Jin'er couldn't help but start to imagine how great it would be if Shangjing could also have such prosperity.

Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking about? Although this place is prosperous, it is still a foreign land after all. This calmed Yelu Jiner down a little.

At this time, the Liao envoy slowed down his pace, came to the carriage, and whispered: "Your Majesty, we have entered the capital of Daxia. A few days ago, the people in the Honglu Temple of Daxia should have received the news that our Liao envoys had entered the capital. I estimate that after a while, someone should come to greet us."

The Liao envoys spoke their unique Liao language, which only their own people could understand.

The reason they came here this time was not just to borrow grain, there were deeper plans and intentions behind it.

Yelu Lingxiao stuck his head out and said to the person next to him: "Mr. Xiao, you have been to the capital before, why don't you take people directly to the Honglu Temple!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"What happened? Why did the carriage stop suddenly?" Yelu Jin'er frowned and asked softly.

The man whom Yelu Lingxiao called Mr. Xiao also looked a little surprised at this moment. He quickly replied, "Princess, please be patient. I will go and check it out right away."

Not long after, Mr. Xiao came back. He walked hurriedly with a serious look on his face. He came to Yelu Lingxiao's side, bowed slightly, and whispered: "Your Majesty, I have gone to inquire about the situation. I learned that the emperor of Daxia has passed away. A group of people have gathered in front of us to pay tribute to the late emperor, thus blocking our way. May I ask your Majesty, do you need me to send someone to disperse these people?"

Upon hearing this, Yelu Lingxiao frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about a countermeasure. He pondered for a moment, and finally ordered: "This place is not our territory, so we should keep a low profile and avoid causing unnecessary trouble. Tell the people leading the way to take another route and avoid these people."

Mr. Xiao nodded and left.

Yelu Jin'er looked at her father, Yelu Lingxiao, and saw that he was frowning, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried. She walked up to him and asked softly, "Father, are you worried about something? Seeing you like this, Jin'er feels bad too."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Lingxiao raised his head slightly and gave his daughter a comforting smile. He said softly, "Jin'er, you don't have to worry too much. Dad is just thinking that our trip to Daxia to borrow grain this time may not be too smooth. I'm worried that there may be a conspiracy behind this by the people of Daxia."

"Father, are you worrying too much? Didn't you say that Daxia is a country of etiquette and hospitality? They shouldn't use tricks to deal with us, right?" Yelu Jin'er blinked and asked in confusion.

Yelu Lingxiao sighed softly, shook his head and said, "Jin'er, you are still young and don't understand some things. Although Daxia is a country of etiquette, there is a deep hatred between us Liao and them. This time we go to borrow grain, they may not treat us sincerely. Even if they treat us with courtesy, but secretly set traps, how can we defend ourselves?"

Without any accidents, his prediction was soon verified. Not long after, the carriage stopped again.

Mr. Xiao came to Yelu Lingxiao again and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the road ahead is blocked again. It seems that the Daxia people are here with ill intentions. They don't seem to welcome our arrival. What should we do next?"

Upon hearing the news, Yelu Zhuoduo also hurried over. His face was terribly gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "Your Majesty, since these Daxia people are so ungrateful and unwilling to receive us, why should we waste time here? Just withdraw! Send troops to attack them directly and let them see how powerful our Liao cavalry is!"

"Mr. Xiao, in your opinion, what should we do?" Yelu Lingxiao ignored Yelu Zhuoduo's words, but turned his gaze to the think tank beside him, with a hint of inquiry in his voice.

Mr. Xiao bowed his hands. His tone was calm but wise. "Your Majesty, we have come all the way here, but we haven't even seen the enemy, let alone borrowing food. It is really against our original intention to return empty-handed. In my opinion, we might as well wait here for a while and see how the situation is before making any plans."

After hearing what Mr. Xiao said, Yelu Lingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, then nodded slightly to show his agreement.

Yelu Zhuoduo glanced at Mr. Xiao beside him, and a sneer of disdain appeared on his lips. He said contemptuously: "You scholars are always timid and cowardly. How can you compare with us warriors of the Liao Dynasty? As long as our cavalry flattens their cities, their food, gold, silver, treasures and women will be taken by us at will."

With greed in his eyes, he continued to fantasize: "Maybe, we can fight all the way to this prosperous capital city and scare those weak and incompetent guys into pissing their shit out of them. In the end, they will have no choice but to cede land and pay compensation, begging us to spare their lives."

Before the founding of the Liao Dynasty, there were only a few primitive tribes who made a living by herding horses and sheep.

But the people of these tribes had a passion for military force in their bones. Through constant wars and looting, they gradually strengthened their power and finally gained a foothold on the vast grassland.

Later, these tribes united and gradually formed a huge alliance. Through constant wars, they established the now powerful Liao Empire.