The First Tyrant of Daxia

In the palace, incense burners are lit.

In the warm and peaceful bedroom, Li Zhimiao and Xiang Shengnan, who had served Qin Yun in the bedroom yesterday, got up early and were now serving Qin Yun in an orderly manner.

One of them was combing his hair.

One of them was kneeling to put his boots on.

Qin Yun drank the hot porridge and leisurely listened to the report from the imperial guards ten meters away.

"Your Majesty, you are very smart. The enraged Xiti will not be able to find a target for revenge, so he can only target the envoys of various countries and try to frame us."

"At dawn, the battle had already begun, and Lord Chang Hong has calmed the situation down by now."

Qin Yun was not very happy, and said lightly: "Have those people in Xitibi's secretive group surfaced?"

The imperial guards did not dare to look up, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, we found them, not a single one escaped."

Qin Yun smiled and said, "Very good, then what about that bastard Xitibi?"

"Yesterday, Shunhua was so angry that he couldn't even eat. Now he can go die. He dared to provoke me, but I won't let him off with nothing."

The imperial guards shuddered and clasped their fists, saying, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. The Royal Guards are hunting down Xitibi. He can't escape."

Qin Yun nodded. Now he didn't need to worry about many things in the country.

After everyone left, he put down the bowl of porridge, put his hands around the back of the chair, hugged Xiang Shengnan's perfect figure, and said with a smile: "Shengnan, your figure is getting better and better."

Xiang Shengnan blushed, glanced at Li Zhimiao beside her, and said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, please stop making trouble. I am still combing your hair."

Li Zhimiao pursed her lips, smiled, and quickly dodged.

Qin Yun curled his lips and said deliberately: "Tsk tsk, I don't see you often. Shengnan has changed his mind. Now I can't even touch him."

Xiang Shengnan was immediately amused. Her eyes were so beautiful that they made people stare straight at her. She looked around and saw no one, so she said, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? Wasn't I obedient enough last night? Okay, I will let Your Majesty do whatever you want, but... be gentle."

Qin Yun smiled slyly: "I have always been gentle!"

Xiang Shengnan's body softened slightly, and she forced herself to comb his hair: "Your Majesty is not gentle, but rather overbearing."

Qin Yun stood up suddenly, not caring whether the hair crown was intact or not, and picked up Xiang Shengnan and rushed: "Then I will be gentle for once, let you see."

Xiang Shengnan exclaimed, her face flushed: "Your Majesty, don't!"

boom!

Qin Yun was so excited that even ten cows couldn't stop him from leaning over to kiss her, but suddenly there was another sound outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Wanyan Honglie's maid Hongye requests to see you!"

Hearing the voice, Qin Yun frowned. What was Hongye doing here so early?

"Let her in."

After saying that, he stood up. Xiang Shengnan adjusted her skirt, gave him a reproachful look, and then took lotus steps and left as if escaping.

Qin Yun was fascinated by that figure again, and the gentle voice last night seemed to be ringing in his ears!

After a while, Hongye was brought in.

She knelt on the ground, her red hair was particularly eye-catching. I don't know how she dyed it red, but it looked quite beautiful. Unfortunately, the concubines in the harem were almost all women who strictly abided by the rules and were not allowed to dye their hair.

"Are you here for something?" Qin Yun asked directly.

"Your Majesty, the young master asked me to deliver a letter to you last night." Hongye handed over the letter.

Qin Yun took it, wondering why he couldn't say it in person. They were so close, but he had to write a letter. During this period, he felt a little uneasy.

He wrote in his heart: Your Majesty, I am leaving. I have been deeply grateful for your kindness and I have no way to repay you. Wanbaozhai still has many properties in the Central Plains, so I will give them to Your Majesty. Please don't despise them.

And there is Hongye, she is my most trusted guard, she has a clean background and a clean body. If you don't mind, Your Majesty, please take her in for the sake of our past friendship and make her a concubine or guard. Hong Lie will be very grateful.

Your Majesty, do not worry about anything or have any doubts. Hong Lie is just doing what he should do. If he is not dead, he will definitely repay Your Majesty in thousands of years.

If he died, then Hong Lie must have died a worthy death!

After reading the letter, Qin Yun's brows were twisted into a shape of a "川" (river character). What does it mean? He wants to go back to the Jurchens?

"Where are the others?!"

Hongye looked puzzled: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the young master asked me to deliver the letter and then went to bed. Now..."

"It's broken!" Qin Yun shouted, and rushed out the door without listening to the end.

If Wanyan Honglie returned to the Jurchens, he would definitely die a miserable death. There are not so many comebacks in this world, and his case is too difficult.

At this time, the Jinyiwei rushed over again, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, this is not good!"

"Wanyan Honglie is missing. He deceived the guards and quietly left through the back door. The city defense troops said they saw him leave on horseback."

Swish!

Hongye's pretty face turned pale, and she quickly realized that she had been sent away.

Qin Yun stamped his feet and sighed, "Alas, this guy, why bother?"

boom!

Hongye knelt down, hugged Qin Yun's feet, and cried and begged: "Your Majesty, please save the young master, he must have returned to the Jurchens."

"Once he goes back, there will be no trace of him left!"

"I am willing to work like a cow or a horse to repay your majesty. Please save the young master. He is also a pitiful man."

The deep affection between master and servant made many guards sigh.

Qin Yun helped her up, his expression solemn. Now it was not just a personal matter, but also a public interest!

The relationship with the Jurchens had deteriorated rapidly and was at the point of a life-and-death struggle. War was bound to break out sooner or later, and he could no longer tolerate the Jurchens' repeated provocations.

Then Wanyan Honglie, the crown prince of the Jurchens, will be the key. Supporting him to regain the throne will be much easier than defeating the Jurchens with pure force.

As we all know, the Jurchens and the Xiongnu have unique geographical advantages.

The red cannons were difficult to advance, and the army was unable to adapt to the plateau climate. There was no other way. If we went to war with them, we would lose all our teeth.

"Somebody come!"

"I'm here!" Everyone knelt down in unison, including Old Feng who had rushed over after hearing the news.

Qin Yun's eyes were sharp, and he shouted quickly: "Hurry and chase him. No matter what, Wanyan Honglie must not leave. He should not have gone far!"

"Be sure to bring him back to me!"

Feng Lao knew that this was a serious matter and was the first to react: "I will go!"

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly, leaving everyone else to follow him.

Qin Yun looked at Hong Ye again and frowned, "It's been so long and Wanyan Honglie hasn't left yet. Why is he leaving now?"

"What has provoked him?"

Hongye wiped away her tears and choked up, "Your Majesty, you don't know that the young master has been in depression, especially because the Bone Clan died because of him, he blamed himself very much."

"During these days in the imperial capital, I have been drinking day and night to drown my sorrows. I have lost my former fighting spirit and have no intention of running Wanbaozhai at all."

"He often cried bitterly after getting drunk, shouting the names of the Jurchen emperor and empress."

Hearing this, Qin Yun suddenly understood something.

Wanyan Honglie was a man of true character. He was probably troubled by the fact that Empress Fanyin was taken away by his second uncle.

No man can endure such pain and humiliation and remain indifferent!