Chapter 878

At this time, Memi Yizhong strode over and headed towards Wei Mingye. "Your Highness, you don't have to worry too much..."

"It turned out to be my cousin. Alas, Daxia is now at this critical moment, but look at the ministers and workers in the court, they are constantly bewitching Your Majesty. This is not what I want to survive in Daxia. It is clearly..." When it comes to Wei Mingye, he could only stop talking.

There are some words and scoring occasions, and now, many ministers are coming out of the court one after another. If these words are heard by those who are interested and reported to the emperor, they will inevitably be scolded.

After leaving the palace, the two rode their horses side by side. Memi Yizhong glanced around with vigilance, and then lowered his voice. "Your Highness is now at a critical moment, but Your Majesty is still so stubborn. It is not a blessing for my Daxia."

"I don't know, but I asked Your Majesty several times to see Your Majesty, but I wanted to persuade Your Majesty, but I was repeatedly rejected..." Wei Mingye said helplessly.

"Your Highness, you have offered good advice several times, and many aspiring people in the court have seen it. However, Your Majesty was bewitched by the villain, and the Eighth Family watched coldly for their own interests, which led to the situation in Daxia today."

Wei Mingye sighed in dishearteningly, and didn't know what to say to express his feelings as if he had just been given a group of Wangs.

"By the way, Your Highness, I wonder if you have any spare time tonight. If you have time, please tell me about it. My mother hasn't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much..."

"Since that's the case, I will tell you about the mansion tonight." Wei Mingye thought for a while, and nodded immediately and said.

After the two parted ways, Memi Yizhong looked at Wei Mingye's figure gradually moving away, raised his mouth slightly, and rode his horse towards his mansion.

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Not long after Memi Yizhong returned to his mansion, a group of nobles from the sub-party Xiang quietly entered Memi Yizhong's mansion one after another.

They all quietly gathered in a heavily guarded room in the backyard of Memi Yizhong's mansion to discuss matters.

"Your Highness has agreed to come tonight. At that time, you must also plead more with your patriarchs. I am always worried that your patriarch is too kind..." Memi Yizhong's eyes swept over the more than ten patriarchs of the Dangxiang tribes present, and frowned with hesitation.

"Mr. Memi, don't worry. As long as your Highness sees that so many of our tribes are willing to support him, he will definitely cheer up."

"Why should the blood of the Han people flow into my Daxia Palace? If Emperor Yizong hadn't died early, how could the Liang family have controlled the Daxia government for decades?"

"If the Ba clan had no backbone and courage, and had surrendered early, how could she, a Han woman, ride on the head of our Dangxiang people?"

"In order to compromise with the Ba clan, Liang didn't know how much of our interests he had betrayed us. Now, her grandson has repeatedly made mistakes, pushing my Daxia capital to the edge of the cliff. He is still thinking about letting us share his faults together. Why?!"

"That is, if Your Highness hadn't spoken out in time to stop him, I'm afraid that the king would treat us like those foreign races in the Western Regions."

Looking at these tribe leaders of various tribes who were in a turbulent group, a smile appeared on the face of Memi. The dozen tribe leaders in front were all among the Dangxiang tribe. Although they were not as strong as those eight major tribes, they were all strong and ambitious, and they wanted to take over the clans of the eight tribes and replace them.

Whether it is Wei Mu, Fei Suo, or Luo, Wu Ji, Wu Zang, etc., there are more than ten clans, including their own Memi, which is a full third of the total population of Dangxiang, and even half of the population of Dangxiang.

However, the court bureau has always been controlled by the eight tribes of Dangxiang, which makes these clans with good strength but still have difficulty entering the real power of Daxia and are particularly dissatisfied.

Now, Xixia has been in the pain of loss again and again, which has made these tribes increasingly dissatisfied with the current situation. Even during this period, it has begun to spread in Daxia that the bloodline of the Liang clan should not become the orthodox of the Daxia royal family.

Daxia is a country of Dangxiang people, so the royal family with pure blood should lead Xia out of the predicament, rather than the Liang family's bloodline.

A political dispute and a struggle for power and profit are undercurrents in Xia. The war between Song, Xia and Liao seems to have fallen into a stalemate at this moment.

The north is still as solid as a rock, and the battle for the ancient city of Wuyan a little south is still in the heat. In the east, Grand Secretary Su, who had won Yinzhou, did not stop his pace.

Forty thousand troops advanced to Shizhou, and fifty thousand troops headed west and surrounded Longzhou. The letters of help from the eastern part of Xixia flew to the Liaoxia coalition camp outside Youzhou City almost like snowflakes.

However, these letters of request for help made Yelu and Luwu very upset. "Ask for help, it is like sending troops alone, and they can't survive. Look at Song Ting, who has supported us for more than a month in front of our army hundreds of thousands."

"And the generals of Xia Kingdom were already trembling and anxious all day long when facing several times of the enemy."

Listening to the coach's full complaint, Xiao Wuna was also helpless and frowning. "Yes, it seems that the people of Xixia are really frightened by the Song State..."

"But Your Highness, now, the military strength of the eastern prefectures of Xixia is indeed too weak. Su Dongpo of Song State led a large army to press forward step by step. Han Zhongyan from Hebei Road further east was also eyeing the brave army in the left wing. Both Fuzhou and Linzhou have already stationed troops on the border..."

"What, is it not enough pressure from the Great Liao Dynasty to Hedong Road?" Yelu and Luwu raised their eyebrows and said impatiently.

"Your Highness, if the left-wing heroic army lost, and the Yinxia states are in trouble, our retreat will be in danger. Therefore, the old minister thinks, you should still react. After all, when we come to the south this time, we cannot sit idly by the eastern part of Xixia and be in the hands of Song Ting."

"Master, do you mean, I hope I will divide the troops again?" Yelu and Luwu sighed helplessly, threw the whip in their hands on the table, and said with a lonely face.

"In fact, according to the old minister's opinion, it is better to let Renduo Zongbao lead the 20,000 Xia army led by him to the eastern part of Xia territory to preside over the overall situation." Xiao Wuna thought for a while, and spoke to Yelu and Luwu.

"You mean to let Renduozong protect him?" Yelu and Luwu's fingers gently tapped the table, considering this possibility.
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