Finally, someone pulled his head into his arms, leaning against his strong chest, looking at the torches on the city wall in the distance and the figures coming and going, Yelu Yue murmured with pleasure: "It turns out... it turns out that Li Renxiao has been showing weakness, and people think that he has been forced by Rendejing to admit that he is divided into the country and become emperor. So such weakness not only makes us believe it, but even re-elect Dejing also believes it. It is only a matter of time for him to become emperor. So we were all deceived by Li Renxiao."

Smelling the faint fragrance on Yelu Yue's hair, he grabbed someone's little hand, and smiled: "Ambition needs matching strength to assist, otherwise it would be a joke."

Yelu Yue looked up at Ye Qing's chest in confusion, looking at the unshaven chin, and she didn't understand what Ye Qing meant. It didn't sound like she was just targeting Ren Dejing.

Taking a long breath of the cool air under the cold night, Ye Qing said: "To be an emperor, he naturally has the scheming and scheming he should have. Li Renxiao has the strong foundation and background of Xia Kingdom. Although Ren Dejing has the strength in Xia Kingdom, he has no foundation or background behind him. This is why he seeks support from the Jin people. In the final analysis, people like them who are in high positions will not only judge heroes by their strength in the end. The division of factions in the court, as well as the support of the aristocratic families, etc., just like the supply of food and grass for marching and fighting, sometimes it is far more important than the strength seen on the surface."

"You mean, Ren Dejing is not strong enough to be able to become an emperor in the country?" Yelu Yue's face was tightly pressed against Ye Qing's chest, and then squeezed it comfortably in before asking in a low voice.

"The Chinese nation has many heroes who have rebelled in all dynasties, but there are very few who can finally hold the throne of the previous dynasty. Powerful ministers, generals and ministers can cover the sky with one hand in the court, but if they want to change the dynasty, it is far from what a generation can do. This is because although they have the strength to compete with the royal family, they do not have the deep foundation accumulated by the royal family over the years. Even Cao Cao was the last king of Wei and the founder of the founding of Wei. In the end, his son would have to establish his country for him. It can be seen that it is not as simple as Ren Dejing thought. It is enough to have the strength to compete with Li Renxiao." Ye Qing said with his delicate body in his arms.

The night was still deep, and a man and a woman on the roof were wearing a thick blanket, and the tea in front had been replaced several times by Wu Yong.

When Wu Yong came up at the beginning, Yelu Yue had to get up from Ye Qing's arms because of shyness, and then even when Wu Yong was sending tea to look at her, she could stay in Ye Qing's arms and look at him calmly.

Wu Yong didn't know what method Ye Qing used to make a most noble princess from the Liao Kingdom throw herself into her arms, but no matter what, he was still sincerely happy for Commander Ye when he saw that the commander could embrace the princess of the Liao Kingdom.

Of course, what he didn't know was what agreement Ye Qing finally reached with the Princess of Liao, or what kind of advice he gave to the Princess of Liao, but when he brought tea for the last time, he heard the Princess of Liao gently say in Ye Qing's arms: I will remember it.

Ye Qing subconsciously stroked one of Yelu Yue's hand, and the thoughts in his mind were discussing Ren Dejing's success or failure with Yelu Yue, which made him start to examine his future situation in Song Ting.

Just like looking in the mirror, when commenting on Ren Dejing, Ye Qing had to compare his current situation. Now he is in Lin'an, he can only barely have the ability to save his life, but if he mentions the foundation and background, Ye Qing is still poor.

Compared to Shi Miyuan, whose father, Wei Duke Shi Hao, has been laying the foundation for his life, and the background of the relationship between Han Cheng, Han Tuozhou and his son and royal relatives, Ye Qing feels like a beggar, white.

If he wants to avoid being plotted by these two people in Lin'an in the future, or be suppressed by these two people, Ye Qing has to seek his foundation and background.

Now the Supreme Emperor Zhao Gou is dispensable to him. Even if he does not have the intention to kill him at the moment, it is just as Tang Situi said on his deathbed. When Zhao Gou knew that his life was not long, would Zhao Gou still keep him kindly? I believe that the possibility of letting him bury him in advance is higher!

Although he can be appreciated by the current emperor Zhao Sheng, he can breathe a sigh of relief when he returns to Lin'an in the future. But who knows whether this emperor, who was named the Temple of Xiaozong in history, would have killed himself on the grounds of his filial piety to Zhao Gou before his death?

It was difficult to be a military general in the Southern Song Dynasty, especially the generals who were written on the list by the Privy Council and were valued by the court and civil officials, and were even more in awkward situation.

Although I have not reached that level now, after returning to Lin'an this time, I will be afraid that someone will be thinking about the merits and demerits of these things in Lin'an, because of the Jin people’s words, because of the word Wanyan Jing’s husband, and because of the matter of Xia Guoren Dejing.

"If the Song court does not tolerate you, I, Daliao, will take you in?" Yelu Yue raised her head and looked at Ye Qing with beautiful eyes that were still bright under the night. After thinking for a while, she curled her lips and said, "But if you join me, Daliao, your two wives can only be young..."

Yelu Yue, who was originally justified, said at the end, his voice was so low that he was afraid that only he could hear it.

Ye Qing looked at Yelu Yue who lowered her head with a hint of shyness, withdrew her mind and smiled, "Qu Chulu should not stay in your Daliao. Although Qu Chulu has not yet shown his wolf ambition,... If the Daliao still has some vision, he should use Qu Chulu, the sharp blade that he knows the most about the Tatars, to wade through the muddy waters of the Tatars on the grassland."

Yelu Yue frowned. Not only did his sincere feelings not get others' gratitude, but he was also criticized by Da Liao. So he hit Ye Qing's chest with some dissatisfaction in his forehead in protest: "You are too treacherous and insidious. What is your purpose? What do you want to do? Don't think I don't know. You are not approaching me because of me. You want to use Da Liao."

"What does it mean to approach you not because of you?" Ye Qing was a little confused: "It's like a tongue twister."

"Stop pretending, don't think I'm really that easy to deceive. Maybe others will covet my beauty, but you Ye Qing will never! Although you can't help yourself,... Humph, that's what you do, you still want to use my Daliao... Is it just for the Tatars in your mouth? Are the Tatars so worthy of your fear, or even scared?" Yelu Yue raised her head and asked curiously.

"If possible, I really want to unite with Liao, Jin, and Xia to destroy the Tatars. Do you believe it?" Ye Qing lowered his head, his deep eyes, his angular cheeks and his chin, and he looked like a hero in troubled times at this time.

"I don't know." Yelu Yue looked at Ye Qing's domineering look that made her heart beat faster suddenly, and then arched comfortably in Ye Qing's arms, lowered her head and murmured: "The Song court does not have that courage. Unless the Song court can recover the territory occupied by the Jin people, or in this way, your Song court can be respected by the Xia, Liao and even the Jin people, and are willing to follow your Song court. But... The Song court regained the territory occupied by the Jin people, and then wanted to make others obey you. It was a bit whimsical. After all, not every country is like the Song court, and will obey the words of the feud."

The last words were filled with endless satire to the Zhao Song royal family, but Ye Qing was helpless. Faced with Yelu Yue's satire, he didn't know that among the dynasties of the Chinese nation, there was probably only the strange orthodox Central Plains of the Southern Song Dynasty. After being slapped and taking away his wife, children and children, he not only did not think about how to avenge his enemies, but he still obeyed his enemies.

"Even you is the same. It seems that this is the cowardice of you Song people." Yelu Yue finally remembered Wanyan Jing who was rescued by Ye Qing tonight, so she added a sarcasm in anger.

Ye Qing was speechless in the face of Yelu Yue's sarcasm, and the sound of horse hooves not far away could just relieve Ye Qing's temporary embarrassment.

Han Daochong led three thousand elite soldiers and many Xia soldiers, like a tide, slowly flowing towards the west gate from all directions.

The fighting sounds in the south direction of the imperial city have become weak and inaudible since when. Even the raging fire lights soaring into the sky have now become much dim. The figures that can be seen vaguely seem to be doing after-care work.

Although there are small-scale fighting sounds in the other directions of Xingqing City from time to time, their scale is obviously controlled within a controllable range. In addition, Ren Dejing has always guarded the West City Gate, so the tense and chaotic nights in Xingqing City have not really set off a scene of chaos in the whole city.

"It's Han Daochong." Yelu Yue, who had climbed up from Ye Qing's arms, leaned forward and looked at the gate of Xicheng not far away. More and more Xia soldiers gathered and said to the Iron Cavalry.

Before Ye Qing could answer, he heard footsteps sounding at the ladder not far behind him. Wu Yong climbed up happily and said hurriedly: "Old Zhao succeeds, how to deal with the head?"

"Come with Han Dao?" Ye Qing said with a hint of excitement when he heard the news that Zhao Qier succeeded.

"I happened to meet it, but the head is still in our hands." Wu Yong nodded vigorously.

"... Give it to Han Daochong, and then let Zhao Qier take the opportunity to take the people away. You can follow them to leave here, and just pick me up outside the city." Ye Qing grabbed the rifle next to him and said.

"This...why should I accompany the commander? It's too dangerous for you to be alone." Wu Yong said with some concern.
Chapter completed!