He said: "You think Master is the same as those who seek fame and reputation, but in fact he longs for peace in the world and the emergence of a bright master of the world more than anyone else."
"It's just that those princes and nobles are not trustworthy at all. In their eyes, they only care about themselves and never consider the life and death of the people."
Pan Yan added: "I think the wise master of this world is our master!"
"Only he can end this troubled world!"
Pan Yan's words made Yue Fei's eyes flash a little.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw a carriage approaching slowly in front of him.
The carriage stopped, and a graceful beauty wearing lavender clothes got out of the carriage.
The two of them quickly walked up.
"Master's wife!"
Xiao Yiqing smiled gracefully and briefly greeted the two children before going up to the tower.
Just now from a distance, Xiao Yiqing had heard Wu Zhi's sigh of concern for the country and the people.
In the past, she had always heard others say that Wu Zhi was a talented man with outstanding literary talents.
It's just that he is unruly by nature and doesn't care about his reputation, so he has never operated in this direction.
Xiao Yiqing didn't believe it at first. She felt that the poems written by Wu Zhi must have been guided by an expert behind them.
Especially after knowing that Wu Zhi was a disciple of Su Dongpo, she even felt that what Wu Zhi did was fueled by Su Dongpo behind his back.
Because in Xiao Yiqing's eyes, although her man is an upright man, he is definitely not an arty person.
Those poems probably were not written by him.
Until she heard Wu Zhi's almost impromptu singing, Xiao Yiqing couldn't help but think more highly of her man.
At the same time, there is also a little bit of pride in my chest.
After all, this is her man.
He is also the child’s father!
Xiao Yiqing swept this fragrant wind and came to Wu Zhi's side.
Wu Zhi directly put his arms around Xiao Yiqing's waist and hugged her into his arms.
Wu Zhi used his broad body to warm the beauty in his arms.
"It's windy at night, why did you come up to the city wall?"
Xiao Yiqing raised her head slightly and looked at Wu Zhi's handsome profile through the firelight in the distance.
"Of course the slave family is here to see the official. We haven't seen him for several days, and the slave family misses the official."
Wu Zhi laughed: "Lies."
"How could our third princess, the future empress dowager of the Liao Kingdom, miss me, a small courtier?"
Wu Zhi's words undoubtedly revealed his and Xiao Yiqing's identities.
Today, to the Liao Kingdom, Wu Zhi is the King of Yan who was personally conferred by the emperor.
What Xiao Yiqing was carrying in her belly was the Yelu royal family, the last royal bloodline.
But what is interesting is that Wu Zhi and Xiao Yiqing also have another identity, which is also the imperial edict of Yelu Yanxi.
The two are now husband and wife, recognized by the royal family.
In other words, Wu Zhi naturally became the stepfather of the future emperor of Liao!
Xiao Yiqing stretched out her small fist and lightly hammered Wu Zhi's strong chest.
"Hate!"
"Guanren, but having said that, the slave family still doesn't quite understand why the official did this?"
"Now, the Jin army is pressing down on the border. What we are facing now is just their vanguard."
"There will be more terrifying enemies later, and the officials only have 20,000 to 30,000 men. Even if the officials can defend the city of Tokyo, they will definitely have suffered heavy losses by then."
"This is of no benefit to the officials. It's like making wedding clothes for others."
Xiao Yiqing is good at calculations and analyzes the situation at hand very thoroughly.
"The officials' subordinates are now acting as soldiers of the Liao people. To the people of the Song Dynasty, we are all foreigners."
"Even if we try our best to capture the city of Tokyo, they won't be too grateful to us."