"Bluebird, do as I say!"
Wu Zhaojun waved her hand behind her and said.
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, Bluebird clasped his fists earnestly, then walked away quickly.
Soon, countless court officials filed into the palace, each of them in a hurry with different thoughts in mind.
When they arrived at Fengyi Palace, they saw Wu Zhaojun sitting on the throne in her gorgeous attire.
"Your Majesty!"
The court officials and generals who came to Fengyi Palace all paid homage to Wu Zhaojun.
"My dear ministers, are you panicked by what happened in the past two days?"
Although Wu Zhaojun was nervous in her heart, she still spoke calmly.
"When I heard in the palace that the strong men from the Holy Land were coming to question me, I was a little panicked and worried about your majesty's safety. But today, I saw that your majesty was safe and sound, so I was relieved."
The Prime Minister took a step forward, stepped out of the line and said with a worried look on his face.
Wu Zhaojun looked at the prime minister who was pretending to be righteous. If she didn't know who he was, she would have believed it.
You're just here to test her.
So Wu Zhaojun waved her hand indifferently and said, "The Senior Su you met some time ago is a sword saint. Our Great Zhou Dynasty has a saint protecting us, so we are safe and sound."
Just say it. Anyway, Mr. Su solved the trouble of the holy land, so no one dares to question that Mr. Su is a saint. If he hadn't solved the trouble, she would have died. How could her lie be exposed?
"What!"
The Prime Minister and all the officials below who were still worried, all widened their eyes.
The Prime Minister asked in disbelief: "Your Majesty, the senior you just mentioned... is he a saint? Or a sword master?"
There is no doubt that Su Lingfeng is very strong, but the Prime Minister has seen him take action in the court that day, so he can't be a saint. If he really is a saint, a guy like the Imperial Master would probably be scared to death with just one look.
Later, when Su Lingfeng made his move, although the prime minister felt the fluctuation of momentum, he did not actually see Su Lingfeng make his move, so he was still quite skeptical about Wu Zhaojun's words.
"good!"
Wu Zhaojun nodded, and then continued: "It's just that Sword Saint Su doesn't like worldly troubles, so he didn't create a secret realm or inheritance. He will only appear when our Great Zhou Dynasty is in crisis."
"I have obtained the permission of Sword Saint Su to build his statue and place it in the imperial palace. When you attend court in the future, you must pay homage to Sword Saint Su and respect him more than you would me!"
Wu Zhaojun said confidently and solemnly.
The Prime Minister lowered his head and quietly glanced at Wu Zhaojun who was standing at the top, and couldn't help muttering to himself.
From ancient times to now, no one dares to joke with a saint. The empress is so confident. Is it true? Is that powerful man surnamed Su really a saint?
"My dear friends!"
At this time, Wu Zhaojun spoke again: "You may be surprised or even unbelievable about my feelings, but think about it, if my Great Zhou Dynasty did not have a saint to protect it, how could it dare to compete with a holy land like this? Wouldn't that be courting death? Am I such a fool?"
Wu Zhaojun's words made all the ministers nod their heads in agreement. Indeed, the empress was not a fool, how could she do such a stupid thing? So the strong man surnamed Su was probably a saint.
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