The First Tyrant of Daxia

After a while, the military doctor arrived.

The King of the West had his bones stepped on and broken, it was a tragic scene. The others were so frightened that they almost fainted and were taken away for custody.

In the palace, the sound of footsteps could be heard slowly. Qin Yun looked down and handed over a handkerchief: "Wipe your face clean."

The tone was not heavy, but carried an inherent sense of unquestionability. Even a woman like Dugu Jin trembled inexplicably, and obediently took the handkerchief and wiped her cheek bit by bit.

It was obvious to the naked eye that she was so scared and anxious that her bright eyes kept looking up.

Qin Yun did not leave, but stood in front of her with his hands on his hips. Soon, she wiped off the dirt, and it was as if she had pushed away the thorns and saw the red flowers and green willows, and the spring breeze.

She had a pair of bright eyes, a perfect oval face that highlighted her classical beauty, and perfect curved eyebrows. Although her hair was unkempt and she even smelled bad as a captive, her beauty could not be concealed.

He is about 27 or 28 years old, neither too old nor too young, and looks mature.

She has the tallness and elegance of a Jurchen woman, and also the elegance of a woman from the Central Plains.

But Qin Yun was used to seeing beautiful girls, so he didn't show any obsession. After being stunned for a moment, he said calmly: "Can you tell me now?"

Dugu Jin sighed quietly, with sadness in her eyes, she knew that she could not escape this disaster, so instead of being tough to the end, she would rather save the King of the West who had been protecting her.

"I am considered a concubine of the Jurchen imperial palace, but I am not really one either."

Qin Yun frowned: "Speak more thoroughly!"

Dugu Jin bowed his head and said, "Many years ago, my father was a well-known wealthy businessman in the Jurchen country. His family background was very rich and involved in many aspects such as military and politics. In order to win over my father, the emperor proposed a marriage to my father."

"Later, with the support of my father, he climbed to the top of the pyramid step by step as he wished."

"In the end, he even became the emperor of the Jurchens."

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows, exchanged glances with Elder Feng, and asked curiously, "From what you said, your family is still a loyal follower of the emperor?"

"They call you the Mistress, but the Empress is Fanyin. Why is that?"

Dugu Jin smiled bitterly, with a hint of helplessness at the corners of his perfect lips: "When the emperor needs the Dugu family, I am the emperor's cash cow. When the Dugu family is no longer needed, I am just a vase."

"They call me the mistress because they have all received my favor, but most people don't know me."

"For them, people like Fanyin are suitable to be the empress, and they will benefit the most."

Qin Yun understood. This was a "Chen Shimei" story. After Emperor Wanyan had used up the Dugu family, he abandoned his wife and turned to someone more valuable.

As a man, Qin Yun felt a little disgusted.

Dugu Jin is like Xiao Yuxiang, but Xiao Yuxiang reaped the rewards of her efforts and became the most dazzling and happiest woman in the world.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered and he suddenly remembered something!

"You just mentioned someone like Fanyin? What kind of person is she?"

Qin Yun was curious. This involved some sensitive matters and he had to understand them clearly, otherwise he would not be able to trust Wanyan Honglie in the future.

Beauty is a disaster, and its destructive power is greater than you think.

Dugu Jin was a little confused as to why the young man in front of him would ask this, but for the sake of the lives of his men, he had no choice but to answer.

He frowned and said, "I've only met her once, but I know she is a very deep and scheming woman."

Hearing this, Qin Yun was greatly shocked, and Old Feng's eyes flickered violently!

As expected, this woman is no longer the childhood sweetheart that Wanyan Honglie has been thinking about, and the letter was definitely a lie!

It seems that after the Jurchen situation is stabilized, whether this woman should be kept or not is still worth considering!

As long as Wanyan Honglie's road to becoming an emperor is not smooth, the interests of Daxia will be harmed. He will not allow this to happen. After all, history has proven many times that as long as a cunning woman can get close to an emperor, the world will almost without exception be in chaos and unrest.

Suddenly, during this short silence, Qin Yun thought of someone again... But Fanyin was no match for her. If it were that woman, the Jurchens would have to change their surnames, and Emperor Wanyan's coffin would have to be buried in a pit, with no remains left.

"Do you know Wanyan Honglie?" He glanced over.

Dugu Jin's pretty face changed slightly, and she nodded unnaturally: "He should still be in the hands of your Great Xia Emperor, right?"

Qin Yun grinned, somewhat amused: "It is indeed in the hands of our emperor. I heard that he wants to return to the Jurchens and compete with Emperor Wanyan for control of the Jurchens."

Dugu Jin had heard about this matter, but was not too surprised. He just sighed softly, feeling pity for the person.

"Blood will eventually flow."

"Many years ago, I urged him to let the crown prince live and live a life of wealth and luxury, but he was so obsessed with power that he refused to listen."

Her beautiful eyes and tone could not hide her disappointment and helplessness towards Emperor Wanyan.

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows, and heard something different. It seemed that there was hope for this Dugu Jin to be recruited and become his own!

With her and the King of the West’s prestige, she will be a help of some size!

More importantly, the Jurchens cannot be ruled by one person alone, either now or in the future. Even if they are sworn brothers, Qin Yun must keep a backup plan to ensure that his descendants will have no worries.

"Do you think it's worth following such a selfish, cold-blooded emperor like Emperor Wanyan?" Qin Yun began to ask indirectly.

Mr. Feng, who was standing by, knew that the conversation below might be taboo, so he drove away all the Jinyiwei with a look.

A trace of confusion appeared in Dugu Jin's eyes, and then there was a long silence. She knelt there, as if petrified.

After a long while, he spoke sadly: "Emperor Wanyan and I are only in name only, but I still cherish our old friendship. However, after this misfortune, my hopes are completely shattered."

"I made concessions again and again, but all I got in return was coercion. Lanshan was captured a month ago. This matter was manipulated by someone in the Jurchen country. They wanted me dead."

"Now that I am a woman, I can't care about so many things. As long as the King of the West and the others can keep their lives, I will be satisfied."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked pleadingly, "You mean what you say, right? I can see that you are very remarkable, young and noble, and your status in Daxia must be very high."

"Release us, and we promise to never enter Daxia again."

Qin Yun stroked his chin and said calmly, "I keep my word, but I just won't kill you. You want freedom, but you only told me such insignificant news and didn't make any contribution. Isn't it too easy for me to let you go?"

Dugu Jin's pretty face froze, she knew this would be the result.

Her standard facial features immediately became uneasy, and her beautiful eyes dodged: "You, then what do you want me to do? I have no status, no real power, it's hard for me to help you accomplish anything."

Qin Yun glanced at him calmly and said coldly: "You are lying!"