The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Your Majesty, these are the two important things I want to say."

"The situation is getting out of control now. It is no longer as simple as recovering Xiliang. Perhaps the two families have not yet joined forces."

"But if one day Wang Min is desperate and Xiliang is about to fall...will she ask for a sky-high price, or become a vassal of the Turkic Khanate?"

Xiao Jian said hoarsely, his entire pale face was filled with worry, which made people feel uneasy!

Qin Yun's expression was more solemn than ever before.

There was a long silence before he recovered.

"I have an idea about this matter."

"Brother, go to sleep first. I will arrange for you to return to the imperial capital in the next two days. You can also reunite with Xiang'er in your free time."

"Don't worry, I will return victorious."

He smiled faintly, showing his ability to keep his emotions hidden. Even under tremendous pressure, he could still laugh and talk cheerfully.

At that moment, the heavy and weak Xiao Jian felt inexplicably relieved.

His eyelids slowly closed. He was not unconscious, but he had fallen into a deep sleep. His injuries were too severe to recover overnight.

Qin Yun slowly stood up and walked out the door.

Looking at the many people waiting in the yard.

"Take good care of Marshal Xiao. If anything happens, you will be held responsible. Otherwise, you will be rewarded handsomely."

"Mr. Feng, please have someone collect all the recent information about the Turkic Khanate for me immediately!"

"Yes!"

"..."

That night, it was stormy and rainy.

On the other side of Pancheng, the majestic Tianlang City had already been patrolled by armored vehicles.

Even the air was filled with depression.

The back garden of the Daliang Palace is full of colorful flowers and a rare magnificent sight. It is in no way inferior to the imperial garden in the imperial capital, and is even larger!

Because she, Wang Min, wanted to beat Qin Yun in every way. Even for her normal meals, she would have to have a hundred dishes, one dish higher than the standard for the emperor of Daxia.

The veil fluttered in the wind, revealing the figure in the soft couch. A glimpse of her mysterious face was revealed, enough to captivate all men in the world.

Wang Min lay on her side in the middle, perfectly interpreting what it means to be a famous concubine lying down throughout the ages.

Her slender jade fingers slid across the cold dagger, dangerous and charming.

"You mean to say that the bastard asked me to send money first to show some sincerity?"

A man who looked like a scout was kneeling on the ground, terrified, not daring to look up at her.

And this scout was the one who tested Qin Yun outside the city today.

He immediately said, "Yes, yes!"

"I followed your instructions, constantly testing and provoking you. The generals of Daxia were so angry that they almost wanted to eat me alive."

"But the emperor wouldn't let them do it. He seemed very afraid!"

Wang Min was slightly happy at first, and then a hint of caution appeared on her beautiful face.

After suffering many losses, she became suspicious.

"Tell me everything he said."

The scout immediately did as he was told and repeated today's conversation word for word.

Listened for a long time.

Wang Min sat up directly, and put on the gold-threaded shoes with her delicate white toes.

He lifted the veil, walked out, and directed his gaze at a few confidants standing to the side in the distance.

"What do you think?"

Zhang Ren was the first to say, "It's just a trick."

There was a lot of disdain for Qin Yun in his words.

Another chief minister stepped forward and said, "Xiao Jian's situation remains a mystery to this day, but I think the Emperor of Daxia is trying to cover it up."

"Xiao Jian should be dead. Otherwise, according to the temper of the Great Xia Emperor, he would not risk the disapproval of the whole world and withdraw his troops."

Wang Min's brows were slightly furrowed, and her peach blossom eyes were lost in thought.

She opened her red lips and said, "But I always feel something is wrong. This man is not that simple."

At this time, Zhang Ren walked out of the darkness.

He was dressed in a black robe, elegant yet sharp.

Her eyes were like knives: "Queen, no matter how simple it is, what else can it be?"

"Even if Xiao Jian is not dead, he is half disabled. In other words, the war situation in Xiliang is controlled by Emperor Qin Yun."

"In the grassland war, he just borrowed the opportunity and luck, and he has no military talent to consider. Now is the best time for us to wait."

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with heat and murderous intent, with a terrifying feeling of being able to kill with one blow.

He said in a deep voice: "In this battle, even if we don't kill the emperor, we must wipe out his elite troops!"

"Oh, the emperor led the army in person, but returned in disastrous defeat!"

"I would like to ask Daxia, how can we restore morale in the next five years?"

"How much of a stir can a group of newly recruited soldiers make? Emperor Qin Yun is too young after all!"

Hearing this, everyone present was startled.

The words of the God of War, to a certain extent, represent the will of the Empress.

But this time, Wang Min did not trust him.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Ren with great interest, a faint smile hung on her red lips, she was indescribably charming, and her whole body exuded an aura of bringing disaster to the country and the people.

"I advise you to pay more attention to him."

Zhang Ren frowned slightly. He was not as frivolous as a young man. His thin face was elegant and sharp. He said in a deep voice: "I never took him seriously!"

Everyone looked at it.

There is admiration, shock, and confusion...

Wang Min's beautiful eyes were slightly displeased, and she said coldly: "Then are you looking down on me too?!"

There was no trace of emotion in that voice, and it instantly cooled down the entire back garden, as if it were the coldest time of winter!

bang bang bang...

All the trusted ministers, guards and palace maids knelt down, trembling with fear.

When the empress gets angry, her temper is often unpredictable.

Many ministers looked at Zhang Ren and complained in their hearts!

Why should we look down on the empress's former husband and current biggest rival? Isn't this just insulting the empress as well?

Zhang Ren frowned and bowed his head, cupping his hands and saying, "I dare not."

There was silence for a while.

Wang Mincai withdrew his gaze coldly and walked into the veil. Her back was so moving, and her curves were so tight to the extreme!

Especially the ankles, which are beautiful and white.

"I hate him, but that doesn't mean anyone can humiliate him."

"Zhang Ren, you better learn a lesson from me and don't take advantage of your power!"

"Regarding the matter of probing, I will think about it for two more days. He is not that simple. We should not attack rashly."

"Unless I am sure that he is afraid, Xiao Jian is indeed dying."

After saying this, the figure and the faint fragrance slowly dissipated.

Everyone in the back garden could breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Ren just stood there, staring blankly at the veil.

The tall and straight body is as steady as a mountain.

He didn't understand what the empress's mentality was. Why would she scold him for a mortal enemy?

Am I, Zhang Ren, not worth mentioning in her eyes?

Suddenly, he clenched his fists, his eyes calm but with a hint of murderous intent.

I, Zhang Ren, have never been inferior to anyone in my life!

Since you don't believe it, I will prove it to you sooner or later!

The ministers and guards who had just stood up, before they could catch their breath, felt the pressure from Zhang Ren again. They trembled and fled in panic.

……

Two days later.

Pancheng.

Qin Yun secretly met with the King of Zhenbei who had rushed over, and the King of Ning who was in charge of Youzhou, to discuss the next situation and the battle plan.

"Royal brother, are you sure that the Turkic Khanate will not interfere in the internal affairs of our Great Xia?" King Ning Qin Yu's expression was more solemn than ever before.