The First Tyrant of Daxia

On the day of his departure, Xiao Yuxiang led all the ladies in the harem to see him off. The procession formed a long dragon, and there were also civil and military officials, as well as countless people.

Over the years, he has become the spiritual totem of this country and the support of everyone.

Everywhere you look, you see piety.

Qin Yun didn't want to make it so grand, he just wanted to go there in a low profile, but he had no choice but to go there in an era where the emperor is more important than anything else and Confucianism is prevalent, so he was destined to not be able to keep a low profile.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yun looked at his legal wife, Xiao Yuxiang, who had never left him since the beginning, with extreme love in his eyes.

She stuffed a package into Mr. Feng's hand, then threw herself into Qin Yun's arms, trying not to let anyone see her tears.

She choked and twitched, "I really want to be obedient and try my best to pretend to be the dignified head of the harem, but as soon as I see Your Majesty leave, I can't control my emotions."

"I know your majesty is going to do great things. As his wife, I cannot be willful. I have to take good care of the family. But I just can't bear to leave. When your majesty fought against the Turks a few years ago, you were at a disadvantage. I was thinking, what if your majesty loses? What if your majesty can't come back?"

"I held Rui'er, who was still breastfeeding, in my arms. I wanted to do what Shunhua did and come to Youzhou regardless of everything. But I am the queen, and I must stay in the harem."

"I told myself that if His Majesty was defeated, I would accompany His Majesty to rebuild the country and make a comeback. If His Majesty could not come back, I would raise Rui'er and let him inherit his father's business."

"I told myself over and over again that I should not act on my own and should consider the overall situation..."

At this point, she was already sobbing, tears streaming down her face, and all the makeup on her face was gone.

Qin Yun's heart was gripped tightly. She was not a woman who liked to complain. If she had not gone to Muzhou, she would probably never say these words in her life.

She has always seemed weak and useless, but in fact she has always been the woman who silently gives the most. She wants to follow in his footsteps, but she has to take care of the family. Even if she dies in the battle, she may not commit suicide because she has her responsibilities and has to bring up the young Ruier.

She was destined to never be like Murong Shunhua, who would just leave without caring about anything.

In this harem, she has to bear the greatest efforts and pressure. When he is not in the palace, so many burdens fall on this weak woman.

Others envied her for being the head of the six palaces and enjoying the greatest glory and favor in the world, but she didn't care at all. She only cared about Qin Yun.

If one day I have to eat coarse food and become a pig or a dog, this woman will never abandon me.

His eyes also turned slightly red, and he raised his hand gently, signaling the entire team to stop.

Suddenly, the marching troops stopped without making any sound. All the irrelevant people turned around and dared not to look. All the women in the harem wiped their tears secretly.

Qin Yun didn't say anything. He just held her in his arms, waiting for her emotions to calm down. Everything seemed to be frozen.

A long time, a long time.

Xiao Yuxiang stopped crying, wiped her tears with her slender hands, raised her head and said gently: "The bundle contains some of my clothes. If Your Majesty is irritated and can't sleep, you can take it out and put it to your nose and smell it. It will be as if I am by your side."

Qin Yun nodded and said with deep affection: "Xiang'er, I don't owe anyone except you."

"You take good care of the children and the harem in the palace. When I come back, I promise you that I will watch you grow from black hair to white hair, from youth to old age. After a hundred years, I will be buried with you and sleep with you until death!"

This promise is extremely huge!

Murong Shunhua and others on the side all showed envy, but no one was jealous. Empress Xiao was worthy of this promise. Her gentleness and generosity could be said to have won the recognition of the entire Daxia.

Xiao Yuxiang's tears started flowing before she said a word, and she nodded repeatedly.

Qin Yun lowered his head and kissed her fair forehead, which was as smooth as silk. Beautiful women have always been short-lived, but this woman was so gentle that even God had mercy on her.

Qin Yun calmed her down, and then looked at everyone: "I'm leaving, wait for my return, and we'll have a good time over drinks."

All the civil and military officials were shocked and knelt down, saying, "We obey your order and respectfully wish Your Majesty a safe journey!"

Qin Yun smiled at all the women, then got on the carriage, very neatly and quickly. To him, this journey was not dangerous at all, and was far less stressful than during the Turkic period.

So he didn't want to be too sentimental, but what he didn't know was that this trip almost made him unable to come back forever...

Looking at the convoy going further and further away in the sunshine, everyone was silent, their eyes fixed on seeing them off.

Murong Shunhua said softly: "Queen, won't you talk to His Majesty?"

Xiao Yuxiang smiled, lowered her head and gently stroked her belly a few times: "No, Your Majesty has something important to do. If I talk about this matter again, Your Majesty may be worried."

"His Majesty said that I will be back soon. By then, my belly should be big. His Majesty will definitely be happy and surprised to see me."

Murong Shunhua smiled gently. Under her intellectual and fairy-like appearance, she had the demeanor of an elder sister. The little conflict she had with Xiao Yuxiang in the past had long since disappeared.

"Then Queen, let's go back first."

"kindness."

Led by Xiao Yuxiang, all the women returned to the palace, followed by the civil and military officials.

After Qin Yun left, although everything continued to function as usual, the entire imperial capital seemed to be missing a color.

On the dragon carriage.

Qin Yun, dressed in black, opened Xiao Yuxiang's package and took a look. This girl had put all her underwear in it. This was probably her unique gentleness.

At this time, Elder Feng suddenly said softly outside the carriage: "Your Majesty, the Jinyiwei on the front line received a secret report that some suspected foreign figures were found dozens of miles away. The initial inference is that they are Jurchens. I came to ask Your Majesty whether to take action?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun's face changed: "Jurchen people?"

"As expected, he should be a spy trying to find out the news about Wanyan Honglie and Xitibi!"

Mr. Feng asked, "Do we need to clear it?"

Now the Jinyiwei is very large and becoming more mature. As long as Qin Yun opens his mouth, many things can be done.

"No, let the Jinyiwei think of a way to plan a scam and let the enemy spies think that Xitibi has been interrogated to death. As for Wanyan Honglie, keep it a secret and let them guess."

"When the time comes, I will catch Emperor Wanyan off guard!" Qin Yun said loudly.

"Yes!" Mr. Feng responded.

"By the way, Mr. Feng, go find Wanyan Honglie for me. It would be too boring to travel for several days. It would be better to have a chat with him." Qin Yun said.

"Yes!" Mr. Feng responded again.

It is worth mentioning that this time, Mr. Feng brought someone with him, that is, Aliang, the orphan that Li Youwei took in in the capital.

This boy is only nine years old this year, but his aptitude, character, etc. are all liked by Mr. Feng.

So a long time ago, Master Feng accepted Aliang as his apprentice, and he was the only true apprentice, to whom he would pass on all he had learned in his life.

In the words of Old Feng, he wanted to train a successor so that a hundred years after his death, his disciple would be able to assist the emperor of Great Xia for generations just like himself.