We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Chapter 521 Leaving Shangjing

At noon, the sun shone on Shangjing City, casting a shadow. Occasionally, Khitan people walked through the streets, and the Liao capital was gradually regaining its vitality.

The Khitan people also seemed to realize that the Fengtian Army was not as vicious as rumored, and had not harmed them at all since occupying Shangjing City.

The people do not understand national hatred or family feuds. As long as they can survive, they will never take the risk of rebelling until the last moment, unless someone is instigating them from behind.

The team with dragon flags set out from the royal city and headed out of the city.

The people all looked at him, with no hatred in their eyes, but more curiosity.

They knew that the emperor of Daqing was in this team, and many people had witnessed the surrender ceremony a few days ago.

The young people didn't feel much, only some old people sighed secretly.

After all, it is a change of dynasty.

In the team, Li Che rode a pure black warhorse, looking around with his eyes straight.

Seeing the people's evasive gazes, he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "The people's hearts are unsettled, Ziyun, we still need to work hard."

Ziyun is the courtesy name of Chen Pingzhi.

When Emperor Qing returned to the imperial capital, Li Che and Li Lin would naturally follow him back. Shangjing needed a general to guard it, and no one was more qualified than Chen Pingzhi.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will do my best and will not make any mistakes."

At this point, Chen Pingzhi hesitated, "It's just that... I'm also serving as the Governor of Jilin Province, so I can't stay here for long."

Li Che looked embarrassed and had a headache, but he had forgotten about this.

There were still too few high-level talents at hand. Since Chen Pingzhi was both civil and military, Li Che treated him as a firefighter, moving him wherever he was needed. He even wanted to split him into two people to use.

Li Che also spoke up: "When Zilong goes to the grassland in the future, we need to place a capable person here to be responsible for support, coordination, logistics, and intelligence gathering."

Chen Pingzhi nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the Fengtian Army generals behind him.

Then he said, "I think General Li is gifted, calm and reliable, and may be able to take on this task."

"Li Leshi?" Li Che looked at the silent young man behind him.

Li Leshi is indeed a good person. He is brave, resourceful, and has command experience. His only shortcoming is that his prestige in the army is a bit low.

He was the only high-ranking official in the Fengtian Army who had truly climbed up from the bottom, and Li Che had always placed high hopes on him.

Thinking of this, Li Che waved his hand: "Dunzi, come here."

A flash of doubt flashed across Li Leshi's eyes, and then he patted his horse and steered it forward, keeping a distance of a horse's head from Li Che: "Your Highness."

Li Che smiled slightly and looked over.

Li Leshi has a good appearance, with a tall and well-proportioned figure, a wide mouth and thick eyebrows, which is in line with the aesthetic of this era.

The only flaw was that there were several crisscrossing scars on his face, left by the Khitan attack on the mine.

Seeing the young man in front of him so calm, Li Che praised him in his heart and asked tentatively: "General Chen just proposed to me that you become his deputy general. Are you willing?"

When these words were spoken, Chen Pingzhi frowned slightly, but did not refute.

Before this, Chen Pingzhi was responsible for guarding Liaoyang City, and Li Leshi was in charge of guarding Beizhen City. The two were considered to be on the same level.

But anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Fengtian Army at that time was so short of a commander, so Li Leshi, a general promoted from a soldier, was asked to take on this important task.

If you really think that the two are on the same level, then you are too naive.

Li Che also wanted to use this opportunity to test whether this young general who had climbed up from the bottom was arrogant.

Li Leshi remained calm and said, "I will obey your orders."

Li Che was slightly surprised: "Don't you feel wronged to let you be the deputy general?"

Li Leshi said calmly, "I am where I am today thanks to Your Highness's promotion. I hold a high position to begin with, and I often feel uneasy. Your Highness asked me to be General Chen's deputy general, and I was only worried about whether I could do the job. How could I have felt wronged?"

Li Che was slightly stunned, then laughed heartily: "Hahaha! Good!"

He looked at Li Leshi with admiration: "That rough fellow Wang Sanchun actually has such a good eye for talent. He's found a rough diamond for me!"

Hearing Li Che's hearty laughter, a carriage at the back of the convoy slowly opened its curtains, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

Yelu Xian finally made a decision and followed Li Che to Fengguo to be his concubine.

She told Yelu Yuan about Yelu Daha's death at the hands of Yelu He.

After hearing this, Yelu Yuan did not show much emotion and just remained silent.

Perhaps for these two brothers and sisters, it no longer matters how Yelu Dahe died. After all, no matter what the truth is, the Liao Dynasty has perished.

In comparison, the two of them can be considered lucky.

Yelu Xian married into Feng State as a concubine, and at least she would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life. Moreover, from the contact she had with the King of Feng over the past few days, he did not seem to be a cruel and vicious person, so he would probably not do anything to Yelu Xian.

Yelu Yuan also received the title of Guiming Hou, and Emperor Qing prepared a house and servants for him in the imperial capital, but he was afraid that he would not be able to leave the imperial capital for the rest of his life.

Instead, he could be a neighbor of King Lee Woo of Goryeo, and the two of them could sing and dance together.

In the future, if Li Che captures monarchs of several more countries, maybe they can form a group and debut. Li Che has already thought of a name for them, which is "The King of the Lost Country is Super Sweet."

. . . . . .

Emperor Qing’s carriage.

Huang Jin, the host, said expressionlessly, "It's dark, please close your eyes."

"Werewolf, please open your eyes."

"Its daybreak."

"I'm a prophet, believe me, Father and Uncle Zhu are both werewolves, so just kill them with your sword!"

Hearing Li Che's words, Li Lin felt two cold gazes coming at him and couldn't help but shiver.

You dare to say that, but I don’t dare. I only have two fathers, and they are both here.

I'm afraid that after I've stabbed my father, he'll accuse me of assassinating the emperor, and then turn around and stab me...

"No more playing, no more playing." Li Che spread his hands, "As long as the emperor becomes a werewolf, you dare not use your swords. How can we play this game?"

Li Lin and the ministers who were playing with him lowered their heads silently, only thinking that Li Che didn't feel any pain in his waist while talking while standing.

Do you think everyone has the courage to do this? No matter who is on the other side, I will use a knife.

That's His Majesty. Even if we're just playing a game, we can't kill His Majesty.

It was really boring to travel, so Li Che simply took out some games from his previous life and passed the time with Emperor Qing and the others.

After playing Werewolf for a while, everyone felt a little tired. Emperor Qing simply waved his hand and asked the ministers who were playing with him to leave. He leaned back in the armchair and looked out of the car.

A river as smooth as silk comes into view.

Emperor Qing asked Li Che beside him, "Is this the Songhua River?"

Li Che looked up and nodded, "Exactly."