Hearing Yan Jiaoran's words that sounded like contempt.

Poole's face suddenly turned red, and his eyes were red as if they were burning.

If Yan Jiaoran had not had her limbs tightly clamped by the Jinwu Guards, she would have been torn to pieces.

He roared like a madman, "Stupid ruler! Stupid ruler!"

"How dare you humiliate my Tubo like this!"

Chen Wujiu immediately led everyone to kneel on one knee and said to the emperor: "This beast is lawless and has humiliated our Great Zhou. I request that this beast be executed immediately to restore the law of the land and the majesty of heaven!"

The crowd echoed, "We beg you to execute this man by slow slicing, to restore the dignity of our nation!"

“…”

Before Yan Jiaoran could reply, her death was imminent. Poole, having thrown everything into the air, laughed wildly and wantonly, saying, "So what if I'm right, you tyrant woman?"

"Even without the help of your Great Zhou, the great Zamp can still resolve the disaster of Tubo."

"Tibet will be great again!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Kill one Poole, and there will be thousands of Pooles standing up!"

"One day, the great Zamp, the great Tubo, will bring hundreds of thousands of Tubo lions to avenge me!"

"Hahaha--"

The king humiliates his ministers.

Chen Wujiu and the others felt the same way and clasped their fists again, saying, "Your Majesty, stop wasting time talking to this guy and kill him immediately!"

Ying Wuyong also gritted his teeth and said, "Pool, you are courting death!"

No money, no money.

If we don't teach these foreign barbarians a lesson, do you really think that the Zhou Dynasty that defeated the Huns was made of paper?

"Your Majesty, please execute this beast immediately!" the ministers shouted in unison.

Even in the face of such provocation, Yan Jiaoran still had a smile on her face and clapped her hands, "Good, good, good!"

"That's really good."

"You're really brave."

"You Tibetans are also very ambitious."

"But what can I do about it?"

"You don't really think that without me and the protection of the Great Zhou, your young and ignorant King Songtsen Gampo can navigate this chaotic situation, regain power, and revitalize Tubo, do you?"

"Aren't you curious about what your previous Zamp was called?"

Yan Jiaoran was talking excitedly when she suddenly forgot what Songtsen Gampo's father's name was.

Damn Tibetans, why are their names so difficult to pronounce!

Yan Jiaoran talked to herself with an amused look on her face and said contemptuously.

"Never mind. It's not important."

"Aren't you surprised that your last Zamp, still in his prime, suddenly died of poisoning?"

"Aren't you surprised that so many people have been causing chaos in various parts of Tibet in the past two months?"

"Aren't you surprised that Songtsen Gampo's uncle, Lun Khor, who holds great power, still supports you, Songtsen Gampo?"

"Aren't you wondering where the body of your eldest prince, Dazanganbu, is? Is he dead or not?"

Poole shuddered and stared at Yan Jiaoran blankly.

It would have been fine if the empress of the Great Zhou had known about the rebellions in various parts of Tibet.

But why does she know all the secrets of the palace so well?!

As Puer was entrusted with the important task of the diplomatic mission, he was naturally Songtsen Gampo's most trusted confidant, and therefore knew all these secrets clearly.

Yan Jiaoran could see Poole's expression clearly, so she chuckled and showed even more disdain.

"Do you think I will kill you?"

"No, I won't."

"I'm going to let you go back."

"Tell me a message for your great king, Songtsen Gampo."

"I know that he has no military power. The army is controlled by the old man. He can't sleep day and night and can't eat or sleep well."

Poole's eyes widened in astonishment, and he was completely stunned.

Yan Jiaoran looked at him as if he were a fool, and continued:

"I can send the most elite soldiers of the Great Zhou to protect your Songtsen Gampo, but he has to pay money and food to hire him."

"If he doesn't accept, I believe that there are plenty of people in the vast Tubo who are willing to accept the protection of the Great Zhou Army."

"For example, the 'dead' Dazangambu, don't you think?"

"If this renowned and virtuous prince were to come back to life, I imagine your Songtsen Gampo would be in for a real headache, wouldn't he?"

"Okay, let him go."

Finished.

Yan Jiaoran looked down at Poole as if she was looking down at an insignificant ant.

After receiving the emperor's order, the Jinwu Guards naturally let go of Poole.

Poole was so overwhelmed by this look that he collapsed and fell to the ground, dripping wet as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

He was gasping for breath, his whole body trembling, and he didn't dare to look up.

Poole supported himself on the ground with his hands and tried to stand up, but it felt like all the strength in his body had been drained away and he couldn't move his hands at all.

After trying several times, he finally mustered up some strength and propped himself up a little. Just as he was about to straighten his back, his whole body went limp again and he fell to the ground.

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out around.

Puer felt even more humiliated and tried desperately to stand up. He told the Queen of the Great Zhou arrogantly that your plan would definitely be thwarted by the Zamp.

However, he couldn't do it.

He could only pound the ground weakly amid the laughter of the whole room.

"I really hope that your great king Songtsen Gampo can give me a little surprise."

After saying that, Yan Jiaoran walked away, her eyes full of contempt, and it was obvious that she did not take Tubo seriously at all.

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