The most romantic little emperor

However, despite the rise of the Liao Dynasty, the habits of killing and plundering among the tribes have never been eradicated. In the eyes of the Liao people, strength determines everything, and whoever has the stronger military force can sit on the supreme throne.

Therefore, the Liao Empire was not as united as the outside world saw. The various tribes fought overtly and covertly for power and interests.

In such an environment, the status of civil officials was naturally not as important as that of military generals. In the minds of the Liao people, military generals could lead troops to fight and defend their homes, while civil officials were only good at talking about military affairs on paper and could not play a role in actual actions.

However, it was these despised civil officials who played an indispensable role in the development of the Liao Dynasty. Although they were not good at fighting, they had wise minds and rich knowledge. They made suggestions for the empire and contributed their own strength to the prosperity and stability of the country.

Unfortunately, in the Liao Dynasty, a world that advocates the use of force, their value is often ignored and underestimated, and even despised by military generals.

Mr. Xiao stood aside silently, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, but he did not refute out loud.

"Wait."

Yelu Lingxiao uttered a word slowly, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. He was silent for a long time, as if thinking about something, and finally a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's just wait and see what happens," Yelu Lingxiao's eyes were deep and firm, "I want to see what tricks the newly crowned emperor of Daxia has."

Mr. Xiao felt relieved when he heard this, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He immediately flattered him, "Your Majesty is wise! Your calmness and wisdom are a blessing to the Liao Dynasty!"

Seeing that the King of the Southern Court had already issued an order, Yelu Zhuoduo realized his own recklessness. He put aside his previous contempt and replied respectfully: "I will obey the King's order!"

Yelu Lingxiao's eyes moved slightly, like the calm waves in a deep pool, but they were full of deep thoughts. He glanced at the calm Yelu Zhuoduo beside him, and said in a low and firm voice: "Zhuoduo, I always trust you to do things. But today's matter is not trivial. You need to restrain your subordinates more strictly and not let them cause trouble easily. We must proceed step by step and not be negligent in the slightest."

Before he could finish his words, a personal guard came running over in a hurry, his face showing a bit of anxiety. He knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and his voice was trembling: "My king, it's bad! Our soldiers and Daxia's soldiers have had a conflict, and the two sides are on the verge of fighting."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Lingxiao frowned, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that the situation was delicate at the moment, and the slightest carelessness could cause an uproar. He took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and ordered the guards: "Go and pass the order quickly, let our people stop immediately, and anyone who disobeys will be punished by military law!"

The guards took the order and left. Yelu Lingxiao turned to Mr. Xiao and said, "Mr. Xiao, you go there in person and make sure to settle this matter. Remember, we are in a foreign land and must not act rashly."

Mr. Xiao nodded in agreement and left in a hurry. Yelu Lingxiao looked at his departing back and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable worry in his heart.

He knew that this mission was not an easy one. He had never expected that as soon as he stepped into the capital of Daxia, he would encounter all kinds of difficulties from Daxia officials. This gave him a great warning, as if an invisible contest had quietly begun.

If it weren't for the constant internal strife and frequent rebellions in the Liao Kingdom in the past two years, making it difficult for the armies of various tribes to unite; if it weren't for the famine that is raging at this moment, the tribesmen of various tribes would be in danger even this cold winter.

I'm afraid they have already led their troops south to plunder, so why would they be so condescending as to ask other countries for food and fodder?

Yelu Lingxiao frowned, and what he was more worried about was the internal situation of the Liao Kingdom.

Mr. Xiao hurried to the front of the line, and the scene before him made him gasp.

The soldiers of Daxia and the soldiers of Liao were confronting each other, and the situation was tense, as if sparks could fly at any time.

The leader was Xu Maozhi, a junior commander of the Jinyiwei. He walked forward slowly with steady steps, his face stern, and his voice was full of unquestionable majesty: "Listen carefully, everyone, take off your swords, swords, bows and crossbows immediately, and no one is allowed to carry any weapons. Then, all the carriages and boxes must be opened, and we will conduct a strict search. If any contraband is found, it will be confiscated without any leniency."

Mr. Xiao's face suddenly turned ugly. He asked in a deep voice, "Sir, what do you mean? We brought valuable tributes to the Emperor of Daxia. Do you want to search even these?"

Xu Maozhi glanced at him coldly, his tone revealing an unquestionable toughness: "So what about tribute? In Daxia's territory, everything must follow our rules. We cannot guarantee that you will not hide anything illegal in secret, so a search is necessary. Don't try to challenge my bottom line, otherwise, you will be sent back or killed, it's your choice!"

The Liao envoys were furious and drew their swords at their waists. The swords flashed with cold light and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Xu Maozhi stood quietly in the front. He waved his hand and the Jinyiwei and soldiers following behind him immediately took action. They moved in unison and drew their weapons one after another.

Mr. Xiao raised his hand to stop them when he saw this. A tough expression appeared on his face. He said loudly, "You know, we are here as envoys of the King of Nanyuan, representing the dignity and glory of Liao. You are deliberately making things difficult for us. Is this how you treat guests in Daxia? If you really annoy us, we can just turn around and leave and see how you end it!"

"If you really want to leave, then please go ahead. We won't stop you, but if you dare to act wildly on the land of Da Xia, don't blame us for being rude. The majesty of Da Xia is not something you can easily challenge."

After Xu Maozhi finished speaking, he slowly drew out the knife in his hand and prepared to give further instructions.

Seeing that Xu Maozhi was unmoved, Mr. Xiao had to slow down his tone. He walked forward slowly and said in a deep voice: "Sir, please calm down. This matter involves many people, and I, a small envoy, cannot make decisions on my own. Please be patient, and let me report to our king as soon as possible to see how he decides."

After hearing this, Xu Maozhi still looked unimpressed. He snorted coldly and said, "Don't dilly-dally. I don't have that much time to waste with you!"