Mu Zian stood in the center of the main hall, surrounded by a fierce wind.
The wind made his python robe flutter loudly, and he swept his cold brows around.
One person silenced all the civil and military officials in the court.
At this moment, the sets of women's palace attire inside those wooden boxes were simply the most speechless and devastating blow.
Despite being a high-ranking official in the imperial court, he had absolutely no backbone.
Gong Zhengming, standing in the crowd, breathed a deep sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he was on the same side as this living devil this time.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be going to die here.
Looking at Liu Yi, who was pale-faced, and Feng Shilang, who was lying on the ground spitting out saliva, Gong Zhengming was also still shaken.
Given Mu Zi'an's methods, he would never let them off so easily.
I reckon tomorrow morning's front page will be full of praise for Minister Liu and Vice Minister Feng.
And it is very likely that in the near future, both of them will have to buy houses in the newspapers.
Moreover, given the nature of those bastards within the Da Li Newspaper, they wouldn't consider them completely naked unless they were thoroughly exposed.
Upon realizing this, Gong Zhengming couldn't help but smile.
Finally! Finally! Finally someone managed to push their trending topic down.
Liu Yi stood there trembling, his mind completely blank.
For a high-ranking official to receive a woman's clothes is an utter disgrace!
If there weren't so many people around, he would have loved to smash his head against the wall and die inside the hall.
One can imagine that if this matter were to get out, Liu Yi would become a laughing stock.
What should be written on his epitaph after he dies?
A spineless and bloodless Minister of War in red robes?
It's a disgrace for life!
Those court officials who had not spoken out to negotiate peace were now looking at them with great sympathy.
Xiao Yu remained in shock atop the dragon throne.
To humiliate a court official in the emperor's presence in the main hall is unprecedented in history.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yu couldn't even utter a single word of rebuke.
Because what Mu Zi'an said was absolutely right!
When the Xiongnu invaded from the south, it was not a choice between war or peace.
The focus should be on how to defeat the enemy, protect the land and its people, and expel the Tartars.
Mu Zian glanced over and asked with a smile.
"Weren't you all very talkative just now? Why are you all silent now?"
"The Duke has prepared many more gifts; who else would want them?"
"After the court session, the Duke personally escorted him to his residence."
Mu Zian's words made the already silent hall even quieter.
These court officials were not fools, or rather, none of those who could ascend to this hall were simple-minded individuals.
They all knew that Mu Zi'an was a madman.
Anyone who dares to propose reconciliation now will immediately be subjected to a series of humiliating blows by Mu Zi'an.
I guarantee you'll be infamous for eternity and never be able to recover.
Seeing that no one spoke, Mu Zian turned around and bowed to Xiao Yu, who was still in a daze on the dragon throne.
"Your Majesty, all the officials in this hall believe that negotiating peace is not advisable."
Mu Zian's voice pulled Xiao Yu, who was still in a daze, back to reality.
His throat felt a little dry at that moment.
Even Mu Zhanying never managed to suppress the entire court to the point of silence.
But Mu Zian did it.
Xiao Yu was once again shocked by Mu Zi'an's thinking and actions.
Vice Minister Feng wanted to use the people of the world to morally blackmail Mu Zi'an.
However, Mu Zi'an's handling of the situation far exceeded their expectations.
You use the people to oppress me, then I will use righteousness to counterattack you.
A set of women's palace attire silenced all these usually eloquent officials.
Even Emperor Xiao Yu dared not propose peace at this moment.
Because once it's mentioned, it's tantamount to cutting oneself off from the world, and one can't escape the label of a tyrant.
Xiao Yu took a deep breath.
"Does the Duke of Zhenguo believe that a war with the Xiongnu is necessary?"
Mu Zian bowed deeply and said in a loud voice.
"As the officials in the court have said, war is never something that can be decided lightly."
"Once war breaks out, there will be widespread suffering and devastation."
"But I know that the hungry wolf will never let you go just because you were given a handout once."
"Only by hurting them! By killing them! Will they know fear!"
"How can I tolerate someone else snoring beside my bed!"
"For these Xiongnu beasts, only the words 'horse trampling the royal court' can teach them what pain is and what it means to be inviolable!"
Upon hearing this, the nearly extinguished flame in Xiao Yu's heart reignited.
To seal the wolf's lair! To drink from the vast sea! To inscribe the stone at Yanran! To trample the royal court!
Which man could resist the allure of those eight words? Even emperors were no exception!
Xiao Yu took a deep breath and asked.
"The remnants of the previous dynasty still remain, and the Qiang cavalry surround the borders. What can be done when the world is in turmoil?"
Mu Zian straightened his back and said coldly.
"Having slaughtered 100,000 Xiongnu soldiers, the blood on the sword at my waist is still fresh!"
"When the wolf dies, the dog will stop barking."
Mu Zian's voice was calm, but the murderous and bloodthirsty aura it carried was overwhelming.
The murderous intent made the air in the entire hall almost freeze.
Xiao Yu gripped the armrests of the dragon throne tightly.
"If we lose this battle..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mu Zian interrupted him.
"Fighting does not necessarily mean defeat, but not fighting guarantees defeat."
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