As the second emperor of the Jin State, the emperor who was in danger, Wu Qimai is actually not too willing to sit in this position, compared with his brother Wanyan Aguta, although he also has the courage and wisdom of the hero, but only one less ambition, now to sit in this position, probably Wanyan Aguda is clear about this, and the throne can be smoothly extended to his son in the future. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Otherwise, when he left, he would probably take Wu Qimai away.

On the royal steps, the walking figure was like a giant bear bringing a sense of oppression to the two people below, and walked to the stairs more than ten steps away from the two of them. Looking at Yan Zongwang, his voice sounded majestically in the Golden Palace.

"The Jurchens have never feared any enemy, nor have they underestimated any enemy, and the barbarians in the west should be taught a lesson-"

After Yan Zongwang heard this, Yu Guang glanced at his brother and raised his proud head, as a sense of identity, what he did was appreciated by the emperor, and he had a little upper hand in momentum.

“..... As far as I have heard, there are only a few hundred or thousands of barbarians on the grassland, and there are 10,000 troops there, and if he can't solve this little trouble, there is no need for him to come back. "Gundam's burly figure turns, walking on the red carpet," .... Don't talk to me about stupid things like the wind that the other party comes and goes, I don't eat this set, I am the enemy, I will destroy it, and our focus should still be on the rich south. ”

Wanyan Zongwang nodded, "Yes, it's just that although my nephew has brave generals in his hands, the grain and grass are not enough to support a bigger battle, after all, the places north of the Yellow River have been broken, and if you want to get more, you can only go deeper into the vicinity of Bianliang, or even farther into the city of the Wu Dynasty." ”

"Hmm..."

Wu Qimai glanced back at him, smiled inexplicably, provoked Yan Zongwang to be slightly stunned, and the figure who walked up the imperial stairs waved his hand: ".... Then you go and prepare, but not this year, there is Zhan Han guarding in the south, and there is Yinkeshu in the west, so you can train the soldiers and horses well.... Holding back the anger .... Gather strength and wait for orders to go south. ”

"But..."

"No, but—"

The palm of his hand slapped on the dragon case, and the long case cast by Jin Yu shook violently, and the moment the pen and ink on it jumped up, the low short drink was half a step back for Zong Wang, who wanted to continue talking.

The Emperor sat down again.

"Go down to train the soldiers and horses, without my order, your people are not allowed to take half a step out of Beijing. ”

The sound became a wind and swept away, and the bronze lampposts on both sides were surrounded by flames and swaying. Wanyan Zongwang lowered his head and arched his hand: "The minister obeys the order, so I will go down to train the soldiers and horses, and wait for His Majesty's order." He bowed backwards and walked out of the temple, and as he was leaving, his cloak shook and his fist clenched into the shadows.

"Uncle... Your Majesty...."Wanyan Zonggan looked at the back in the distance, and hurriedly turned to the emperor in the Jinluan Palace, ".... Zongwang has always been unruly... He...."

Wu Qimai waved his hand to interrupt, "You all grew up watching me, why don't you know what kind of character he is, I don't feel good when I say this today, but your father is on his deathbed, and those words are still ringing in my ears, and I am saying it all the time..... Jin Guo really can't fight anymore now, at least not this year.... Maybe not next year, Zong Wang is going to be disappointed. ”

"My Dajin has come to this day, relying on force, but now I can't use brute force to govern, Zonggan, this huge country, if you want to govern well, if you want our Jurchens to enjoy the fruits and no longer suffer from the predicament of hunger and cold, there will inevitably be sacrifices, as for what is sacrificed.... I don't know. ”

The old man, who was about to be sixty, closed his eyes slightly, the fierce general who followed his brother in the field was already old, and the gray hair under the crown showed that the years were like knives.

“.... The country is big, and those Liao and Han people who were not Jurchen are now all the people of the Jin Kingdom, and they always have to eat, and if they can't eat enough, there is a fire burning in people's hearts, and when they are burning, they begin to have other thoughts. The chaos made Wu Chao laugh over there. ”

Wu Qimai opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "After all, we are barbarians from the deep mountains and forests, and we can't learn to draw scoops according to the gourd.... Although I don't like to talk about face.... But I can't afford to lose these two words Jurchen, Zonggan, do you understand?"

Over there, Wanyan Zonggan nodded and said, ".... What my uncle said is exactly what Zong Gan thought, just like a scholar in the Wu Dynasty said, 'Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh.' 'If you can't hurry, the second brother is in a hurry. ”

The one on the golden luan dragon chair may be a little tired, the wounds left on the battlefield in the early years have now begun to emerge after old age, but his temperament is more nostalgic than before, after talking for a while, he is tired, Wu Qimai waved his hand at Wanyan Zonggan below, "I'm tired, you go back, Zongwang's side, don't provoke him, I left you to talk, I don't think you did everything right, do less small actions behind your back, after all, he is also your younger brother." ”

"Yes. Zong Gan's face remained unchanged and he bowed.

The burly figure got up and began to move away from the side, ".... I don't have a few years to live, and I won't stand in your way, but I will be the emperor of the Jin Kingdom for one day when I live, and I can't see brothers killing each other in my eyes, this one will never back down, you know?"

"Yes. Zong Gan said again, his face was already stained with sweat.

The footsteps that left over there suddenly stopped, raised his arm, shook his fingers, and Wu Qimai said with a side face: ".... Ten days ago, the letter from Datong Mansion came down, you take it down and see what to do. ”

After speaking, he sent Wanyan Zonggan away and went all the way back to the harem.

In mid-May, Linhuang House.

Hot weather, another ordinary day, caravans, people into the city come and go through the city gate, and then accept the check, and then let go, a pair of convoys after the check into the city, docked in a warehouse to unload, when the unloading workers left, three black shadows rolled out from under the three carts.

As far as the eye can see, there are busy figures all around, and it is not for nothing that I really noticed them, so I probably took a look and continued to do my own thing.

Yelu Hongyu looked around, looked for the path, and lowered her voice: "Let's go..."

Beside her, Bai Ning carried the Xuantian Mixed Yuan Sword behind her and Sun no longer left the goods distribution center in Shangjing, picking up the alley with few people, and soon after, someone was answering, and the three of them quietly entered a small door.

Inside is a small courtyard, and the noisy flow of people in the street can be heard not far away.

"The county lord... You're back. The old man who closed the door wiped his tears.

Bai Ning just looked at the two of them, probably guessing that the other party might be an old servant in Yelu Hongyu's mansion, so he withdrew his gaze and sat on the chair, where the woman had already walked over and helped the servant up.

"It's okay now.... The others—" Yelu Hongyu asked, looking at the other party.

The old man calmed down: "The dead are almost gone, and the ones who are not dead are scattered, there were originally more than a dozen people in this courtyard, but now the old slave is left alone." ”

As the old man spoke, he slowly turned around and went to the stove to make a fire to cook, "It's good to come back.... When you come back, we will have hope, and those who ran away should regret it....."

The babbling words made Bai Ning frown, probably because he felt that the three of them were hiding in a somewhat demented old man's house, which was mostly unreliable. And next to him, Sun no longer held the copper stick and trembled a little, not scared, not nervous, he said in a low voice: "Uncle, I haven't killed the emperor yet.... Can the three of us really make it?"

Bai Ning turned his head to look at the sunlight outside, it was when the wind was beautiful, casting a dazzling light.

"Kill the Emperor... It's not that hard, either. He whispered.

PS: I only have one shift today, I can't hold it anymore, I slept late yesterday, and I dozed off at work during the day. Raise your spirits and kill the emperor again tomorrow.