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Chapter 1187 I want to protect him!

The Jinyiwei below trembled and spoke carefully: "Your Majesty, this matter is very sudden. Wanyan Honglie seemed to be hunted from the Jurchen border."

"All his industries outside the region were burned overnight, and all his family guards were killed. Wanyan Honglie was seriously injured, and the personal female guard Hongye was forced to help. Through the King Shunxun of Muzhou, he notified the Jinyiwei to ask for help.

.”

"It seems that he is still running away. He will not give up until the other party achieves his goal."

Hearing this, Qin Yun was angry and wanted to kill Wanyan Honglie's family! What kind of hatred or grudge?!

"Damn it!"

"Have you investigated clearly? Who is taking action? I'm going to peel him off!"

Jinyiwei looked embarrassed and shook his head: "Your Majesty, I don't know yet. I only know that the other party is very big. Otherwise, it would be impossible to razend such a huge merchant in Wanbaozhai to the ground in a short period of time."

"Wanbaozhai is a merchant in the world. Most servants can do martial arts. This is not something that ordinary people can do."

Bang!

Qin Yun punched the table again and shouted: "Big background? How big is it? It's bigger than me?"

"Chasing Wanyan Honglie is just slapping me in the face. Check it out, go and investigate immediately, and send someone to rescue Wanyan Honglie!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before the Jinyiwei could receive the order, Mr. Feng arrived like a ghost.

He looked solemn and bowed, "Your Majesty, I just got the news and found out that it was the Jurchen military that killed Wanyan Honglie."

"I was willing to send troops to seal the territory, and I wanted to find Wanyan Honglie, and I also sorted out Wanyan Honglie's ten crimes, including killing ministers and slaughtering the people..."

"And what's strange is that there seems to be turmoil in the Jurchen country. The three major families of the prime minister, the surname Gu, were almost slaughtered, and there were no babies left. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the Jurchen emperor to kill the ministers for no reason, let alone the fact that

It's a clan..."

Qin Yun smiled grimly: "Juchen? OK..."

"He is afraid that the Turks are not miserable enough, and he wants to get in!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Ling's face, who was afraid to speak, changed slightly, as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Your Majesty, I... I must tell you something."

Qin Yun looked at her and found that she looked solemn, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Fu Ling frowned slightly, and her brown eyes were beautiful: "When His Majesty counterattacked the grassland, the Jurchen Kingdom had responded to the appointment and sent envoys to cooperate to attack the back of Daxia, thereby restraining His Majesty."

"The Jurchen Kingdom had agreed, but for some reason, it changed its mind later. The envoy at that time seemed to have the surname Gu, and he had a very high status in the Jurchen country."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and a trace of evil spirit gradually emerged, which was very dangerous.

He fisted and said, "There is still this?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Fu Ling's beautiful face was embarrassed and scared, thinking that you didn't want it, but you still want it. What should I say?

"I, I forgot..."

Qin Yun had no time to pursue this matter, his face turned dark and he gritted his teeth: "Jurchins, this is the rhythm of dancing on the tip of the knife!"

"I dared to cooperate with the Turks. I originally thought the liquidation was almost done, but unexpectedly a big fish jumped out!"

"It is said that I will expedite 800 miles to ask the eleventh brother of Muzhou, King Shunxun, to send troops for me and save Wanyan Honglie at all costs. If the Jurchen dares to be tough, he will be even harder than him!"

"Hmph, I dare to go against me, I insist on making the Jurchen emperor cry with a rhythmic feeling!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mr. Feng's face changed slightly.

Reminder: "Your Majesty, after the battle with the Turks, the domestic army has suffered heavy losses, and the grassland is in ruins. Now I'm afraid I will break up with the Jurchens..."

"Besides, things have been found out."

Qin Yun shook his head and said tough, "No!"

"Save the person first, don't say that Wanyan Honglie is not a bloodthirsty person. Even if he is, I will protect him. This is the end of going against me!"

"Besides, even my own people can't be covered. What else can I talk about dominating the world?"

His domineering and protecting his son always has a hint of ruffianism, which is not in line with the emperor's noble character, but it is extremely reassuring.

Especially Fu Ling on the side, she couldn't hide her admiration in her beautiful eyes. This is how the women on the grassland are. The warriors who liked her can gallop on themselves and can also show off their power in the vast world!

Mr. Feng stopped saying anything, and the Jinyiwei shouted: "Yes!"

After explaining this, Qin Yun's face gradually became serious. He looked at the sky outside and seemed to be howling cold wind: "It's almost winter, and the things on the grassland are already inseparable. I have to prepare to go to the Western Regions to bring Gessas.

The king's treasure was dug up and then returned to the imperial capital."

"Old Feng, come and call all the generals of the garrisons in various places on the grassland, as well as ministers at all levels who poured into the grassland, including the lords of the tribes who surrendered, to gather them!"

"I have to hold a conference for three days and three nights before I can leave with confidence!"

Mr. Feng's turbid eyes lit up. Are you going to go home? He smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Your Majesty, I'll make arrangements now. Are there any other things?"

Qin Yun calmed down and thought for a while, and said, "Wanyan Honglie's affairs are a bit bizarre. Logically speaking, even if he, a businessman in the martial arts world, would not be able to provoke the Jurchen military."

"There must be a hidden truth in such a big fight!"

"Sent to the imperial capital Jinyiwei and let them investigate thoroughly. I must know the cause and effect!"

Mr. Feng nodded seriously: "I understand."

After saying that, he turned around and quietly retreated, and before leaving, he brought the door of the hall.

Qin Yun exhaled a large mouthful of turbid air, sat on the throne, frowned, and his mood instantly changed.

On the side, Fu Ling had such a gaze to see him kneeling under his knees, and his gentle jade hand pinched his palms, like a docile kitten: "Your Majesty, no one can ignore your majesty. I believe the Jurchens will be scared immediately after hearing the news.

Stop acting.”

Qin Yun stroked her black hair, looked at her big eyes, sighed that this woman was wise in speaking, and suddenly said, "I left the grassland, you will stay for the time being. Your identity is special, so I can settle the situation on the grassland for me, and wait until the time is ripe.

, I will come to pick you up.”

Upon hearing this, Fu Ling was slightly disappointed and obviously didn't want to leave Qin Yun. It would be better to follow him if you were on the grassland.

He pursed his red lips: "When will Your Majesty come to pick me up?"

Qin Yun thought to make the imperial capital happy, and pondered: "It can be two months fast, and it can be half a year slow."

Fu Ling nodded when she heard this, she was really afraid that he would never return and threw her on the grassland.

The atmosphere was silent, and there were only two people in the magnificent hall.

She suddenly said with a red lips: "Your Majesty, can you please me a few more times?"

Her little hand reached into the dragon robe, like a cat scratching her, her brown eyes had undisguised hope, and the two pinks on her cheeks could make people crazy.


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