The First Tyrant of Daxia

The night in October is quite blurry.

Wind chimes swayed in the breeze, torches illuminated the lake, and a dark army came ashore from the Grand Canal, swiftly and low-key.

It didn't even attract the boatman's attention along the way.

Tens of thousands of weapons and supplies were loaded onto horse-drawn carriages and taken directly to the Ministry of War warehouse under Fengxin's control.

Who could have imagined that in just a few days, 100,000 bags of baggage were transported into the imperial capital.

Qin Yun personally greeted him at the Xuanwu Gate. On both sides of the palace were civil and military officials. It was a very high standard.

"I'll wait to see your Majesty!"

"Fortunately, I have accomplished my mission and brought back 100,000 pieces of baggage!"

They knelt down in a row.

Qin Yun laughed loudly: "Hahaha, everyone get up!"

"You have all made great contributions. I will welcome you in Weiyang Palace."

"I have brought all your family members here. They will be proud of you today!"

Cang Sheng and other generals who were not of particularly high rank suddenly looked up in shock. The Weiyang Palace had always only invited important officials, and would never invite relatives of minor officials.

Their eyes were red and they were extremely moved.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Hahaha, let's go!" Qin Yun grabbed Xuan Yunzi with one hand and Mu Le with the other, appearing very friendly.

Both of them were flattered.

Hundreds of people walked slowly towards the Weiyang Palace. Along the way, the scene was illuminated by glazed lanterns and covered with red carpets, which was gorgeous and solemn.

Yue Nu walked in the most inconspicuous position in the corner of the team. She was not used to being under the magnificent torches, and she didn't care about any credit.

At this moment, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she finally understood why these people followed Qin Yun so loyally.

Although she didn't like Qin Yun, there were some things she couldn't help but admit.

Weiyang Palace.

The scene was peaceful and glorious with singing and dancing.

The bright red ribbon is wrapped into a peony flower, and the lamp stand composed of 128 lamps looks particularly grand, rich and festive.

The laughter and joy coming out from inside make people yearn for it.

At this moment, on the Grand Canal, the night wind blew, wrinkling the surface of the river and bringing with it a chilly atmosphere.

There were crisp footsteps on the wooden shore.

"The road is covered with wheel marks. I guess all of your 100,000 bags of baggage have been transported to the palace. There is no way to get them back now."

The deep voice was obviously filled with anger.

Several people raised their heads and were silent for a while. The man looked very strong, but his face could not be seen.

One of them spoke in a voice as cold as a wild animal.

"One hundred thousand baggage were lost, ten thousand troops were wiped out, the young master was furious, the chief officer of the White Flag was beheaded on the spot, and I received the news not long ago."

"My Lord, please mobilize all the warriors in the pass to strike a heavy blow to Emperor Qin Yun to avenge the death of Shanhaiguan."

Someone clenched his fist and responded: "We are your people in life and your ghosts in death. Tell me, how do we start?!"

It turned out that they were the White Lotus Sect's death squads stored inside the Great Wall. They had launched several dark actions but had never been eradicated.

This time they gathered in the imperial capital, followed by the court team, which was also the order of Yang Taian.

All that was heard was a cold voice of one of them in the steep night wind.

"My lord, here is your killing order!"

"Destroy the Daxia inheritance at all costs!"

The voice just fell.

Boom!

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, shaking all directions. At the same time, a flash of lightning struck, cutting through the sky and illuminating the earth for a moment.

The original place could finally be seen clearly.

The man held up the warrant, and all the men in black nearby looked at it fanatically.

What was terrifying was that a large number of heads appeared in the Grand Canal. They were all death warriors wearing white scarves, with the bleak moonlight on their faces, staring at the warrant intently.

He screamed in his heart: "Kill the Great Xia inheritance!"

There is madness deep in their pupils.

And their madness is Yang Taian’s madness.

Even if Yue Nu followed Qin Yun, it did not have such a great impact on him. The 100,000 baggage left by his ancestors was equivalent to touching his lifeblood.

It was a dark and windy night, and no one knew what was happening here.

The banquet in Weiyang Palace lasted for two hours before it gradually came to an end.

Qin Yun was very happy and drank two more cups. After the party, he was taken back to the palace by Murong Shunhua to rest.

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The woman's body fragrance accompanied by the embroidered bedding is so warm, and a hint of sandalwood wafts in, bringing a sense of tranquility.

The ancient palace is a place where one can find peace and tranquility everywhere.

Snapped!

He slapped his forehead fiercely: "It's a mistake, it's a mistake!"

"Immediately let Mu Le, Xuan Yunzi and others come to the front to see me. I still have many things to ask them!"

I had planned to ask after the party last night, but I drank too much.

Murong Shunhua, dressed in a palace dress, walked towards her gracefully, with a hint of smile on her beautiful face.

"They are already waiting in the imperial study."

"I thought you had forgotten everything."

Qin Yun rolled his eyes and said, "How is that possible? Do I look like someone who can forget things? It's just that the occasion last night was not suitable for discussing official business."

"Oh, really?"

Murong raised his eyebrows, helped him change his clothes and put on his boots, and then said with a smile: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten something?"

Qin Yun was stunned: "What else?"

Murong rolled her eyes coquettishly: "The Queen has been suffering from morning sickness recently and is not in a very good mood. Didn't you say that you would take her back to her parents' home in person?"

"Even Marshal Xiao Jian was invited back, saying that we would have a gathering at the Xiao family's old house."

Qin Yun suddenly remembered and frowned.

"It's over, forget about it!"

"Is it today?"

Murong Shunhua glanced at him and said, "Yes, but the Queen knew you were drunk, so she sent someone to postpone the time."

"It's three days later. The Queen sent me to tell you early in the morning."

Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "Fortunately Xiang'er is considerate, otherwise she would have made trouble with me."

"When will you take me back to my parents' home?" Murong suddenly said, a trace of melancholy and longing flashing across her large almond-shaped eyes.

"Your mother's family?" Qin Yun hesitated.

"Yaoyue Palace!" she explained unhappily.

"Okay, I'll take you back when I'm done with the White Lotus Sect. It's a good opportunity for me to see what you, Yao Yue Palace, look like."

"By the way, I'll ride a horse and arrange flowers on your throne as the head master." Qin Yun smiled slyly.

Murong Shunhua's pretty face fell immediately, and she looked like she didn't care about worldly things: "You pervert, you are so imaginative, get out of here!"

"Hahaha!"

Qin Yun burst into laughter and shouted, "It's not like I haven't ridden before..."

"Asshole, dare you say that word again!!"

"I, the master, have chosen you, you bad dog!" She cursed in shame and anger, shaking with rage.

"Hahaha……"

After a while, Qin Yun was pushed out of Qianhua Palace by Murong Shunhua.

He put away his smile and went to the imperial study.

He walked lightly, with his hands behind his back, and even hummed a little tune. He was in a very good mood, just like this sunny day.

"Your Majesty is here!"

Everyone in the Imperial Study was startled and immediately knelt down: "We pay our respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty!"

The sound was loud, breaking the drowsiness in the early morning.

"Everyone, get up!" Qin Yun waved his hand, very easy-going.

"Everyone please take a seat."

"Let's get straight to the point and tell me in detail what you discovered during this trip."