The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Yes!" Everyone responded with a fist salute.

He took a deep breath and continued, "The aftermath of the Jurchen war must be concluded as soon as possible. I don't want to waste any more time here."

"The Lantern Festival is just around the corner. I promised to go back before the New Year. Yue Nu and the others are about to give birth, so I must go back first."

"So you guys have to take more care."

Everyone knelt down in unison: "Your Majesty, we dare not."

"This is our job."

Qin Yun waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave. He seemed to be in a bad mood. If he continued to think about some things, he would become seriously ill.

But the current situation is such that it cannot be resolved overnight. Mu Le and other close ministers did not know what to say, so they could only retreat and quickly handle official business.

Half a month later, all the cities and military dignitaries in the Jurchen territory basically announced their surrender and supported Daxia.

Among them, the cities headed by Huyan City brought huge benefits to Daxia!

The amount of food, fodder and supplies was innumerable, far exceeding the losses suffered by Daxia.

Immediately afterwards, Dugu Jin and others rushed from Guguan to meet the emperor, and they joined forces to rule the Jurchens together.

With the help of Madam Lan, the person in charge of the Military Affairs Bureau, the whole process seemed extremely easy, because there was nothing she didn't know.

After another half a month, all the granaries, fortresses and mines in the Jurchen territory were taken over by Daxia.

Under Qin Yun's instruction, Dugu Jin made his debut.

She entered Jincheng as the governor of Daxia and was responsible for all matters concerning the Jurchens.

Because of his powerful military force and reputation over the past year, no one dared to disobey, especially the powerful people in the Jurchen territory, who all bowed down to him.

Everyone knows that Dugu Jin is someone who cannot be provoked. She is the woman of the Emperor of Daxia and is in charge on the surface, but in reality, when something really big happens, the decision is still made by Qin Yun.

She suddenly became the most powerful woman in the Jurchen territory.

Of course, she's not the only one.

The Military Affairs Bureau was not abolished, but was divided into a subsidiary organization under the Embroidered Uniform Guard, headed by Madam Lan, and taking orders from the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Mrs. Lan had never expected that she would be so highly valued, and she no longer had any dissatisfaction. She gradually became dependent on him and gradually became loyal to him.

Every now and then, after official duties, they would have some contact in the palace, in the hall, or even when there were people around, which made her somewhat dependent on him.

Zhurong, the elephant soldier, was transferred to a garrison near Jincheng in order to defend Jincheng and prevent the Huns.

In fact, Jincheng is no longer called Jincheng.

The imperial city with hundreds of years of history was directly changed by Qin Yun into the "Jurchen Protectorate"!

The level is lowered again and again. Qin Yun declared domineeringly that there is only one imperial city, and that is the imperial capital of Daxia.

But Zhurong was quite dissatisfied with the current situation.

She had repeatedly asked Qin Yun for military power and territory, but was rejected one by one. She even thought at one point that the reason was that she had never entered Qin Yun's core confidant.

But Qin Yun's idea was very simple. The elephant army was already strong and large enough, and Zhu Rong had been rewarded with a high position and generous salary. Giving her territory and army would not be a good thing.

Another half month later.

The turmoil caused by the destruction of the Jurchen nation was basically quelled, thanks to Qin Yun's magnanimity, and at least half of the spoils and captured items were distributed to the Jurchen people.

So that they have food to eat, clothes to wear, and the money to get through the winter.

And winning the hearts of the Jurchen people over also greatly benefited Daxia's two major projects: one was the construction of the Great Wall, and the other was the iron mines in the original mountains.

After several rounds of estimates, the number of people needed soared to more than 700,000, all of whom were Jurchens.

On this day, the north wind was howling and biting.

It's the end of November and the weather is very cold.

In Jincheng, also known as the Protectorate, heavy snow fell.

"Your Majesty, an urgent letter from home, sent over eight hundred miles away!" A Jinyiwei knelt down and presented it with both hands.

Qin Yun looked back on the city wall and gave a bitter smile. They were finally here. Firstly, he had not heard any news about the women and children in the imperial capital for a long time, and secondly, so much time had passed.

It seemed that the imperial capital was too quiet, with no response to many things, such as Wang Min and her son.

stab.

He tore open the envelope, unfolded it and saw that it was written by Xiao Yuxiang.

Xuan Yunzi had not yet set out for the primitive mountains. At this moment, he stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to see what was written in the letter.

But Qin Yun glared at him, and he smiled awkwardly and shrank back.

The letter first expressed the feeling of missing each other, and then talked about the recent situation of Qin Rui, Tianyao, Qin Xiao and other children.

Qin Xiao was a playful kid and broke his forehead again. His mother stayed up for several nights to accompany the child.

The words between the lines, the gossips about family matters, were what made Qin Yun eager to return home. He wished he could go back immediately to teach Qin Xiao a lesson, which was more important than anything else.

Then the second half of the letter becomes very interesting.

There was no mention of Wang Min and her son, but every sentence seemed to be nitpicking, and the handwriting was obviously not Xiao Yuxiang's. The strokes were sharp, like a sword, obviously Murong Shunhua's.

The more he looked, the more Qin Yun laughed, with happiness and bitterness.

This will be hard to explain when I go back!

The wind and snow were sobbing, and Xuan Yunzi's head was covered with snow. He was silent for a long time, and then he coughed dryly, "Ahem, your majesty, there is no mention of me in the letter, right?"

He probed, fearfully.

"Why did I mention you in my letter?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, aren't you asking this even though you already know the answer?"

"I was responsible for many of Wang Min's affairs. To put it mildly, he deceived the entire imperial capital. To put it seriously, he brought disaster to the country!" He widened his eyes, looking extremely serious.

The rhyme of Taoism is clear, but it also has a timid and cowardly air about it.

Qin Yun thought about it and realized that this matter was indeed quite troublesome and involved a lot of people. The unclear relationship between him and Wang Min meant that everyone in the imperial capital was wrong, didn't it?

"Forget it, you should stay in Jurchen and survey the iron ore. After you finish this, don't return to the imperial capital and wait for my order."

He explained that since Xuan Yunzi was doing things for him, he couldn't let him take the blame.

For example, Xiao Jian may have worries and dissatisfaction in his heart, but he will never have second thoughts about his majesty. However, the same cannot be said for Xuan Yunzi, his helper. He may be excluded, or even worse.

Xuan Yunzi looked at him, gurgled, and swallowed hard.

He clasped his hands together and said, "Your Majesty, take care. Goodbye!"

After saying that, he happily ran away and went directly to dispatch laborers and convoys to the primitive mountains.

It might be over in a month, but he is willing to do it for a year.

Wait until people leave.

Qin Yun took a deep breath, looked at the vast snowfields and the beautiful mountains and rivers, and said, "Old Feng, go gather everyone to the main hall of the Protectorate. I will give you some final instructions, and then we will set off to return to the capital."

Old Feng nodded: "Yes, I will do it right away."

"It just so happens that some officials sent by the Imperial Capital Cabinet have arrived."