Wanyan Jing insisted on sending Qi Shilie Zhining back to his courtyard in person, and Qi Shilie Zhining looked at Wanyan Jing's nervous expression when he started talking to him in the room. He could guess that Prince Jinyuan was obviously afraid that he would tell His Majesty the matter that he had left in Wuzhou and Ye Qing in truth.

So along the way, Qi Shi Lie Zhining also allowed Wanyan Jing to support his intact arm. When facing the considerate and careful care of Wanyan Jing's words and other concerns, he also comforted Wanyan Jing from time to time without taking it to his heart. He had to bear everything, so he would never implicate him.

Like Wanyan Yong, Qi Shi Liezhining was also a person who highly praised the culture of Han Confucianism. In his opinion, Your Majesty and the queen who died early had two sons, and Your Majesty no longer established the queen since the death of the queen, which is enough to show that Your Majesty has deep affection for the queen.

The first prince of Your Majesty and the Queen died prematurely, and the only remaining prince was weak and sickly, and there was even a high possibility that he would be ahead of Your Majesty.

Therefore, in order to maintain the pure bloodline of the royal family of the Great Jin Dynasty like the Han Confucian culture, if the crown prince dies early, only the Prince of Jinyuan is qualified to inherit the throne of the Great Jin Kingdom.

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In order for the country and country of the Great Jin Dynasty to last for a hundred years, it is obvious that in Qi Shi Lie Zhining's heart, only by maintaining the purity of the royal family's bloodline can it be regarded as the cornerstone of the Great Jin Dynasty and make the Great Jin fundamentally orthodox.

So in his heart, he would never want to see something happen to Prince Jinyuan, and he would not want Prince Jinyuan to bear these responsibilities that he should not bear.

Of course, he was even more reluctant to see that His Majesty would vent his anger on the King of Jinyuan because of the incident in Wuzhou, which would completely stay away from the heirs of the throne, thus making the blood of the Great Jin royal family less pure.

So along the way, Qi Shilie Zhining kept comforting the King of Jinyuan, Wanyan Jing, who was frowning more and more frowning, with the most sincere and sincere tone.

Wanyan Jing's heart was often recalling some of the words Ye Qing said to him two days ago.

Especially when I burned the charcoal stove in the room very hot and warm, and all the doors and windows were closed tightly, Ye Qing, who suddenly walked into his room, scolded him.

Although the master did not tell him why, in Wanyan Jing's little heart, he still remembered a way that his master said unintentionally that no one could find out the truth about killing people invisibly.

As Qi Shi Lie Zhining was sent into the room, Wanyan Jing, who had rarely looked up at Qi Shi Lie Zhining, looked at Qi Shi Lie Zhining's room. After Qi Shi Lie Zhining got out of bed, he looked at the night window outside, and was also signaled by Wanyan Jing to keep his servants tightly closed.

He was concerned about Qi Shi Lie and Zhining in his mouth, but in his actions he was instructing the servant who followed him to close all the windows tightly. Lord Youcheng was injured and should not get caught in the cold and cold weather.

The thick door curtain was also added two layers by Wanyan Jing in a worried manner. Several buckets of black stones were sent to Qi Shi Liezhining's room. The black stones in the charcoal furnace were burned red. He was worried that he added some more again.

It was not until Wanyan Jing felt that he had achieved the ultimate, and that the situation in his mind that he was confined to his servants in his room was so strict that he was scolded by Ye Qing for warmth. Only after Wanyan Jing bowed to Qi Shi Liezhining, who was lying on the bed with his eloquent clothes, and then walked out of the room with his servants.

On the grassland after leaving the Great Wall, a tent was lowered by the falling snowflakes. In the tent, people who were slightly taller had to walk down with their heads down when passing the tent roofs that were sunken by the snow.

Like a hundred other banned soldiers from the Imperial City Division, Ye Qing was also running naked into the snow and ice, crying and howling by the cold ghosts and wolves, screaming and squeaking the thick snow-covered naked body.

The horse meat was used to keep the horse warm and the body was still smelling a little fishy smell. Coupled with the sweat of fighting and rushing today, the blood mixed in on their bodies, so when Lao Liu came over to smell it, they said something lightly, which was a bit more smelly than the Tatars who ate raw meat and drank blood on the grassland and did not take a bath for many years.

So when there was no too much hot water to bathe, and he could not use hot water alone and let other banned soldiers use cold water, so what Ye Qing could choose was to run naked into the snow like other banned soldiers, and wipe his body with the white, cold and thick snow.

The clothes were dried by Lao Liu and others by the fire. The only thing that could be used to keep warm and shy was the fur that Wanyan Jing gave him.

Shake off the snow residue on it, wipe off the blood stains on it with a wet cloth, etc., like a new fur, wrapped in Ye Qing's naked body, watching the snow melt in the pot instantly, and then turn into steaming boiling water.

"Okay, you can use these hot water, and everyone else has used them. Sharing the joys and sorrows is not like you. They have hands and feet, and there are other people who take care of them, so they will not be useless." Old Liu and Ye Qing had not seen each other for a year, and they still spoke as usual.

Ye Qing, who was wrapped in a fur and only had a disheveled head, sat on the edge of the bed like a tumbler and shook back and forth, and said lightly: "That's not OK. I can set an example. No one is inferior to anyone. They are raised by my mother and father. Moreover, there is a lot of fun to share the joys and sorrows with everyone."

He stretched out a bare hand and took the pottery cup from Lao Liu's hand. Looking at the hot water inside, he suddenly felt that in the cold and howling snowy weather outside, people's desires became easier and easier. As long as there was a cup of hot water.

"When will I set off?" Old Liu also poured himself a cup, looked at the top of his head, which was blown by the cold wind outside, and asked.

"Can you turn it over?" Ye Qing also looked up at the tent that felt a little weak, and then said, "Don't worry, you'll set off tomorrow. Today I'm exhausted. I'm afraid that the Jin people will not be able to send troops to chase you in a while."

"Or what if...send someone to Wuzhou to inquire?" Old Liu said with some concern.

"Isn't there a scout on the broken Great Wall? Don't you feel relieved?" He gradually warmed up, making Ye Qing begin to expose his solid upper body, holding the unclean pottery cup in both hands, as if holding a treasure.

"The Jin people are actually very cunning. Just like you have experienced these days, they are also killing while slashing, and they are not falling, right?" Old Liu sighed, the tent was rustling by the wind, and the snowflakes danced in the night sky like crazy, and then said, "What should we do with the Tatars? Or don't we help? If we don't want to help, we can use the excuse of staying in the heavy snow for a few more days, and we will go there after they finish fighting."

"Help, why not? This is a good opportunity to establish a relationship with the Tatars. As long as there are fewer tribes in the grassland, the greater the crisis of the Jin people will be, which will be of great benefit to the Song court." Ye Qing said.

Ye Qing actually had another purpose in his heart, that is, he really wanted to see what the prairie wolf, who is not yet rich now, looks like? Is it really three heads and six arms that can sweep across the Eurasian continent? Even in later generations, several countries have always been proud of his ancestors' strength in their ancestors' strength.

Ye Qing had heard of other tribes mentioned by Lao Liu, and some had no impression of them at all. Therefore, he was also from an unknown perspective like contemporary people.

But no matter what, from Lao Liu's mouth, it at least verified the rumors of the disagreement between Sangkun and Temujin in history, and also verified the complex relationship between them.

So since I chose Sangkun, Ye Qing had to make a decision in his mind early on how to make Sangkun stronger and how to prevent Temujin from unifying the grassland according to the original trajectory.

"Do you really think the Tatars could unify the Central Plains?" Old Liu first listened to the untrue voice outside, and then ignored it and asked.

"Why is it impossible?" Ye Qing also glanced at the door of the tent and heard someone vaguely coming, but it was not very real.

"It's hard to imagine, you don't know what the grassland looks like... I really can't believe that you actually feel this way. If you talk about Xia people, Jin people, even Liao countries in the distant border and western frontier, I believe that the Tatars... I think it's possible unless the sun hits the west." After Old Liu finished speaking, some noisy sounds outside were getting closer and closer.

As soon as Ye Qing was signaled to get up and prepare to go out to check, he saw Li San lifting up the tent with the cold wind and crawling in.

"Aowu..." The bitter cold wind came in along the gap of the door curtain lifted by Pili San. Ye Qing, who was stimulated by the cold wind, instantly made a sound of howling ghosts and wolves. Then he cursed Pili San and could not open the door curtain smaller.

"I caught two dying people, looking like a Taoist priest, it's better to be careful. I have ordered the scout Maoxue to investigate the surroundings." Pili San ignored Ye Qing's curse, snatched the pottery cup from Lao Liu's hand and started drinking.

"Taoist priest? Can you be sure? How could a Taoist priest appear on this heavy snowy day?" Ye Qing asked frowned.

"I don't know, I was so cold that I was dying, and I couldn't even speak well. But... I said a few words intermittently, like a Song Dynasty man." Po Li San continued.
Chapter completed!