The First Tyrant of Daxia

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"You are the prince of Daxia, commanding more than 100,000 soldiers and the lord of a state. You were the most heroic among all the princes in the past and once shook off the coalition forces of the aristocratic families. But why have you become a coward now?" Qin Yun shouted angrily.

The others were silent.

Qin Ci frowned and clenched his fists, saying, "Brother Emperor, how could I be a coward? I just still miss the old man. My heart can no longer hold another person."

Qin Yun put his hands on his hips and glared: "Bullshit!"

"Wei Hongyin has been dead for so many years. Those who stayed behind shouldn't be like you, trapped in the past all your life and unable to get out. If this isn't cowardice, then what is this?"

"Why is it that Liu Lan is not okay? You clearly have a crush on her, but you dare not admit it. Isn't this a coward?"

"You should have stood up just now instead of keeping silent. This is not the most capable Eleventh Brother I know!"

"Why won't you let yourself go? If a person dies and there is a spirit in heaven, do you think that woman would like to see you like this? Zhen'er is so old now, and you have been commanding troops for many years. Do you miss him?"

A series of powerful words left Qin Ci speechless. A hint of sadness appeared in his heroic eyes. Finally, he slowly held his head with both hands and exhaled the smell of alcohol.

Trembling, he said, "I...I'm just afraid that she will blame me."

"I'm afraid too. I died on the battlefield that day and harmed Liu Lan."

"If I could, I would spend my entire life, spend all my wealth, and shorten my life in exchange for a clear mind."

His voice gradually became hoarse and low. He was indeed reborn and had new goals in Muzhou, but his personal feelings were always a hurdle that he could not overcome.

Seeing this, Qin Yu shook his head and sighed.

Old Feng was also slightly moved, and asked what love was in the world, which was heartbreaking. To make a prince who was once at the peak of his power miss her so much, that woman must be extraordinary, right?

Qin Yun pursed his lips. He was a little out of control after drinking. He adjusted his mentality, reached out to help him up, and said softly: "No, she won't blame you, she will only be relieved."

"If you keep doing this, everyone will worry about you, me, my sixth brother, Zhen'er, and Wei Hongyin's spirit in heaven."

"Those who have left are worth remembering, but life still has to go on. The withering of grass and trees is a law. How can a man die in depression and be trapped in the world? Do you want Liu Lan to become the next Wei Hongyin?"

"Could it be that you would be willing?"

After the words were spoken, there was a long silence.

The room was silent, the lights flickered, and everyone agreed with Qin Yun's words.

Remembering the past is one thing, but excessive self-righteousness is another. Those who stay should work hard to live. Otherwise, so many people died in the Battle of Youzhou, wouldn't everyone just sigh and want to give up?

This is not a hero, but a coward!

Qin Ci's expression gradually returned to calm, but he didn't say anything. However, he was obviously much better after being comforted.

Qin Yun continued, "You don't have to worry too much. You are injured this time, so just take good care of yourself. I am here, and I will take charge of the overall situation."

He looked at Qin Ci and said loudly: "My brother, it is impossible for you to die on the battlefield, and it is even more impossible for anyone to threaten you. I want you and my sixth brother to live a glorious life! This is my promise!"

What this means is that you shouldn't worry about anything, and take this opportunity to step down and take care of your personal affairs.

Not too pushy, but pointed in a direction.

Everyone's eyes turned to Qin Ci. Would this heroic Eleventh Prince listen to advice?

Qin Ci raised his head, and his first reaction was: "Brother, please let me come. I didn't handle the matter of the Jurchen elephant army well..."

Qin Yun stretched out his hand to interrupt: "I will take care of this matter, don't worry about it, you have done well enough."

"Besides, with your legs, can you ride a horse? It's so strenuous that you have to do it!"

The sudden turn of the mountain road made everyone laugh. Qin Ci couldn't help but smile awkwardly, looked at his injured leg, and said hesitantly: "Okay then."

"But my brother, you must be careful of the elusive elephant army in the Valley of Trap. Wherever they are, the red cannons will be restricted."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that the heroic and stubborn Eleventh Prince would quarrel with His Majesty.

Qin Yun smiled with satisfaction. Everything was self-explanatory. Qin Ci promised to take good care of his injuries, which was actually a disguised promise to consider remarrying. He was still young and should do so.

Believe that everything will be fine!

"Okay then." He looked at the dusk and said, "It's getting late. I'll leave and go back to the palace. Eleventh brother, you should make your own decisions. Don't lose your lover and waste your youth."

"Has a saint ever said that picking flowers and breaking willows is a man's true nature, and he should do his duty!"

Everyone listened and read it carefully, then looked at each other strangely. This didn't sound like something a saint would say. It sounded more like...

Qin Ci looked suspiciously at Qin Yun who had already walked away: "Brother, may I ask who that saint is?"

Qin Yun stepped over the high threshold, his back was majestic, the moonlight was his clothes, he turned around and smiled carefreely: "I!"

Qin Ci was stunned, and then laughed. He thought, "If you want to be romantic, you have to look to your royal brother!"

Qin Yu couldn't hold back his laughter, patted Qin Ci on the shoulder, winked and said: "Learn from my brother, a night of spring is worth a thousand gold."

Qin Ci knew what he was talking about and said unhappily, "Sixth brother, I'll find you a beautiful girl, will you spend the night with me?"

Qin Yu shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly: "I'm going to see my brother off. Your sixth sister-in-law is narrow-minded, so forget it."

Qin Ci showed contempt.

Qin Yu blushed and glared: "Brother, you don't dare!"

"None of our sisters-in-law are easy to deal with. We can't listen to music in Daxia anymore. After we defeat the Jurchens, hehe, we can go to the Jurchens for some fun."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ci was stunned. Is this the Sixth Brother he knew?

The Sixth Brother likes poetry, singing and dancing, and is courteous to the wise and humble. He has a very good reputation. How come he is now like the Emperor's brother? Could it be that those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black?

Then, everyone left.

Give Qin Ci space and create opportunities for Liu Lan.

These days, Liu Lan's goodness has been noticed by many people, and they hope that the palace will have a virtuous woman like her to manage it.

After being relieved, Qin Ci relaxed a little and took the initiative to go for a walk with Liu Lan, leaning on his crutches.

……

Late at night, Muzhou Palace.

Qin Yun arrived soon and did not stay in Prince Shunxun's Mansion because he had a lot of official business.

Before Wanyan Honglie could compete with Emperor Wanyan, Daxia was always on the front line, which meant that Qin Yun had no time to rest.

Under the candlelight, he drank ginger soup to sober up.

In the past, Xiao Yuxiang and the others would have definitely finished bathing and were waiting, but this was Muzhou, and even if he wanted to, he might not be able to find a beauty.

"Your Majesty, it's so late, you should rest first. There's no need to worry about the Jurchen Elephant Army. With the Red Cannon, Daxia will always be invincible!"