As the second emperor of the Jin Dynasty and the emperor who was given the order in the face of danger, Wu Qimai was not very willing to sit in this position. Compared with his brother Wanyan Aguda, although he also has the courage and wisdom of a hero, he only lacks ambition. Now that he can sit in this position, it is probably Wanyan Aguda who knows this, and the throne can be successfully extended to his son in the future.

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

On the imperial steps, the figure walking around was like a giant bear to bring oppression to the two below. He walked to the stairs more than ten steps away from the two. Looking at Wanyan Zongwang, his voice sounded majestic in the Golden Palace.

"The Jurchens have never feared any enemy, nor have they underestimated any enemy. The barbarians in the west should teach them a lesson."

When Wanyan 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, which was considered to have a little advantage in his momentum.

"I have heard that there are only a few hundred barbarians on the grassland, and there are thousands of them. Wanyan Yinkeshu has 10,000 troops there. If he can't even solve this little trouble, there is no need for him to come back." Gundam turned around in a burly figure and walked on the red carpet. "Don't say anything stupid to me like the other party coming and going like the wind. If I don't take this trick, I will destroy it. We should still focus on the rich south."

Wanyan Zongwang nodded, "Yes, although my nephew has brave soldiers and generals, the food and grass are not enough to support a bigger war. After all, the places north of the Yellow River have been destroyed. If you want to get more, you can only go deeper into the Wuchao city near Bianliang and even further away."

"Um"

Wu Qimai looked back at him and smiled inexplicably, which made Wanyan Zongwang slightly stunned. The figure who walked up to the imperial stairs waved: "Then go and prepare, but this year, there is Zhan Han guarding the south and silver crafts in the west. You can train your troops and horses to hold their anger and accumulate strength, and wait for the order to go south."

"But"

"No but"

The palm slapped the dragon table violently, and the long table made of gold and jade trembled. The moment the pen and ink jumped up, the low and short drink was half a step toward Zong Wang, who wanted to continue speaking.

The emperor sat down again.

"Go down to train troops. Without my orders, your people will not take a step forward to the capital."

The sound turned into wind and swept away. The bronze lampposts on both sides were swaying. Wanyan Zongwang lowered his head and bowed: "I will follow the order, and I will go down to train the troops and wait for the orders of Your Majesty." He bowed and retreated out of the hall. When he was about to leave, his cloak shook and his fists tightly pinched in the shadows.

"Uncle Your Majesty" Wanyan Zonggan looked at the distant back and quickly turned to the emperor in the Golden Palace, "Zong Wang has always been rebellious."

Wu Qimai waved his hand and interrupted, "You are all the ones I have grown up, why don't you know what kind of temperament he is? I feel uncomfortable saying these words today, but your father entrusted them to me at the end of his life, and those words are still ringing in my ears. I'm always saying that Jin Kingdom can't fight anymore now, at least this year or next year, maybe not, Zong Wang is going to be disappointed."

"My Dajin has come to this day, but now it cannot be governed by brute force. Zong Gan, if you want to manage this country well, if we want our Jurchens to enjoy the fruits and no longer suffer from the dilemma of hunger and cold, we will inevitably sacrifice. As for what is sacrificed, I don't know."

The old man, who was almost sixty, closed his eyes slightly. The powerful general who followed his brother to dominate the battlefield was old. His white hair under his crown showed that time was like a knife.

"The country is big, and those Liao people and Han people were originally not the Jurchens. Now they are all people of the Jin Kingdom. They always have to eat. If they can't eat enough, they will have a fire in their hearts. When the fire is strong, they will start to have other thoughts. They will become confused, which will make Wu Chao laugh."

Wu Qimai opened his eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "After the joke, we are barbarians from the deep mountains and forests. We can't learn it even if we copy it. Although I don't like to talk about face, I can't afford to lose the word Jurchen. Zonggan, do you understand?"

On the other side, Wanyan Zonggan nodded and said, "What my uncle said is exactly what Zonggan thought, just like the scholars in the Wu Dynasty said, "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food." He couldn't come in a hurry, but his second brother was anxious."

The one on the Golden Dragon Chair may be a little tired. The trauma left on the battlefield in his early years has begun to emerge when he is old, but his temperament is even more touching than before. After a while, he is tired. Wu Qimai waved to Wanyan Zonggan below, "I am tired, go back, Zongwang, don't provoke him. I keep you down and speak, but I don't think you are doing everything right. Do less small movements behind him. After all, he is also your brother."

"Yes." Zong Gan bowed unchangedly.

He rose up and began to leave, "I haven't had a few years of life and will not block your way, but I will be the emperor of the Jin Kingdom for one day. I can't stand the brothers in my eyes. I will never give in, do you know?"

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

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

After saying that, he sent Wanyan Zonggan away and returned to the harem all the way.

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In mid-May, Linhuang Mansion.

The hot weather is another ordinary day. The caravan and people entering the city came and went and passed the city gate, then underwent investigation, and then left. After the convoy was investigated, they stopped in a warehouse to withdraw goods. When the unloading workers left, three black shadows rolled out from under the three big trucks.

As far as I see, there are busy figures around me. I really noticed that they were not alone. I probably took a look at them 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 was following her with Xuantian Hunyuan Sword and left the goods distribution center in Shangjing with Sun Buyuan, and picked up the alley with few people. Soon after, someone was answering, and the three of them quietly entered a small door.

There is a small courtyard inside, and you can hear the bustling crowds of people in the streets not far away.

"Princess, you are back." The old man who closed the small door wiped his tears.

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

"I'm living well now, everyone else," Yelu Hongyu asked at the other party.

The old man calmed down: "The dead are almost the same, and the non-dead are all dispersed. There were originally a dozen people in this courtyard, but now the old slave is the only one left."

As the old man spoke, he slowly turned around and went to the stove to make a fire and cook, "It's good to come back. Princess, come back, we have hope. Those cowards who have run away should regret it."

Bai Ning frowned, probably because he felt that the three of them were hiding in an old man with some dementia, which was mostly unreliable. Next to him, Sun No longer shivered with a copper stick, not afraid or nervous, he whispered: "Brother-in-law, I haven't killed the emperor yet, can we three really succeed?"

Bai Ning turned his head to look at the sunshine outside. It was the sunny time, and it was shining with dazzling light.

"It's not that difficult to kill the emperor," he said softly.
Chapter completed!