"However, if anyone attempts to obstruct my decision, I will not forgive him!"
The Female Emperor's warning was full of meaning.
The civil and military officials lowered their heads, not saying a word.
In this heavy and oppressive atmosphere.
"Hahaha... hahaha..."
A mocking laugh rang out.
Everyone looked at Di Qingyun with shock.
They couldn't understand why he could still laugh!
"Di Qingyun, what are you laughing at!"
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou showed displeasure and harshly scolded him.
Di Qingyun stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and laughed uproariously.
"What am I laughing at? I'm laughing at your stupidity!"
"Do you know that because of your stupid actions, the entire Wu Zhou will follow you to its destruction?"
"Once you value the noble families, our Wu Zhou will fall into endless internal strife!"
"The common people of this world will starve to death and suffer terribly because of your incompetence!"
Di Qingyun's words exploded like a bolt from the blue.
Everyone stood rooted to the spot.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's face flushed red, and her angry gaze pierced Di Qingyun like a sharp sword.
"Di Qingyun! You have a lot of nerve to curse my country's destruction!"
She waved her hand, full of murderous intent.
Pointing her finger at Di Qingyun, she was furious.
The officials were full of shock and panic.
They looked at Di Qingyun as if looking at a madman!
Crazy!
He's really crazy!
He's courting death!
Di Qingyun straightened his back, his eyes full of determination.
At this moment, he cast aside the relationship between ruler and minister, and angrily rebuked the Female Emperor's stupidity as an outspoken minister!
"Even if you destroy Qin Xiao by relying on the noble families, what of it? Our Wu Zhou will still be destroyed!"
Seeing Di Qingyun showing no remorse, the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou trembled with anger, wishing she could cut him into pieces alive.
"You... you have a lot of nerve!"
"Someone, drag Di Qingyun down! Behead him! To serve as a warning to others!"
In her fury, the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou directly gave the order.
Cold and stern murderous intent was awe-inspiring!
The imperial guards on both sides raised their halberds and stepped forward, preparing to escort Di Qingyun away for beheading.
"Get lost!"
Di Qingyun waved everyone away.
His cold gaze glared at the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou, showing no timidity, his words sonorous like metal.
"Haha... my death is not a pity! Then let my death today awaken Your Majesty!"
He looked at the officials and laughed sorrowfully.
His voice sounded like thunder, shaking the palace.
"I only hate that I was blind back then!"
Di Qingyun's eyes were resolute.
Without another word, he smashed his head against the cold pillar.
Everyone was shocked and hurriedly tried to stop him.
Blood splattered on the high platform!
Dripping scarlet blood stained the snow-white floor tiles of the hall.
A shocking sight!
A rare court dispute in history.
Ended abruptly!
Di Qingyun fell to the ground, blood flowing from his forehead.
His aged body was dyed scarlet, and there was no more sound.
In the deathly silence, the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou stood blankly.
Outside the hall, the fierce wind raged. Sorrow, regret, and complex emotions intertwined on the Female Emperor's face, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
At this moment, inside and outside the grand hall, there was complete silence.
The civil and military officials were silent, their expressions varying, extremely complex.
It wasn't until Di Qingyun's body had completely cooled down that the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou slowly came back to her senses, a flash of gloom passing through her eyes.
Those eyes, blinded by power and desire, finally gained a bit of clarity.
"Never mind!"
Looking at the body of the loyal minister lying in a pool of blood, she waved her hand weakly, unable to hide her exhaustion and bitterness.
"Give Chancellor Di a lavish burial!"
She gave this order with some difficulty.
The friendship between ruler and minister ultimately could not match the cold imperial power.
Her sharp gaze swept over everyone, and she said word by word:
"My lords, I do not want to see what happened today a second time. Our Great Wu... will absolutely not tolerate traitors plotting against the state!"
The warning, full of murderous intent, made the officials keep quiet out of fear, their hearts pounding.
They all lowered their heads and bowed, and no one dared to speak again.
A few palace servants carried away Di Qingyun's gradually cooling body.
Watching Di Qingyun's unyielding figure slowly recede, the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's voice was hoarse:
"Chancellor Di... have a good journey."
In the empty Golden Chimes Hall, the atmosphere was bleak.
After a long time.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou leaned back dejectedly in the dragon throne, as if extremely exhausted.
"Chancellor Di, I'm sorry..."
"I understand what you meant..."
"I want Wu Zhou to last forever, for thousands of generations!"
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou swept her gaze over the officials, her tone firm as she said word by word:
"I have decided, all of you civil and military officials will follow me to the front lines!"
"No mistakes are allowed!"
Di Qingyun used his death as advice to let the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou know that the noble families could not be trusted.
Then, she would bring these civil and military officials to form a check and balance with the noble families.
"We obey Your Majesty's command!"
Some loyal old officials of Wu Zhou knelt on the ground with joy on their faces.
In this instant, they seemed to see the return of the spirited Female Emperor who once pointed out the state of the country!
It's just that the price was too high!
A generation's loyal chancellor had fallen!
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou took a deep breath and forced herself to stand up.
"Temujin dares to invade our Wu Zhou. I will use thunderous methods and the majesty of a king to make him pay a heavy price!"
"My lords, follow me to war!"
Cold and sharp murderous intent burst forth from the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou, sweeping through the hall.
The crowd was impassioned, united in purpose!
At this moment, the hearts of the ruler and ministers were united like never before.
The solemn voices echoed endlessly in the hall:
"We vow to follow Your Majesty to the death, and fight to the end!"
While everyone was impassioned, no one noticed the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's reddened eyes, nor her trembling fingertips clenched into fists in her sleeves.
Throughout history, for thousands of years, it was extremely rare for a female emperor to personally lead an expedition.
"Today, I will show the people of the world that a woman can be an emperor and can fight on the battlefield just the same!"
As the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's impassioned words of personally leading an expedition landed, the civil and military officials' blood boiled.
Morale was high!
They arrived at the drill ground.
The two million strong army had bright helmets and armor, imposing momentum, and fluttering banners.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou ascended the high platform, her fierce and resolute gaze sweeping across the vast sea of soldiers.
The soldiers knelt on the ground, looking up at this imperial majesty.
Torches illuminated her majestic face.
"Those who offend our Wu Zhou will be punished, no matter how far away they are!"
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou drew her sword and pointed it at the sky, shouting loudly.
That sonorous voice spread throughout the three armies.
Like rumbling thunder, turning into a torrent of hot blood, deeply branded into the minds and marrow of the soldiers.
The crowd was thrilled!
"Those who offend our Wu Zhou will be punished, no matter how far away they are!"
"Those who offend our Wu Zhou will be punished, no matter how far away they are!"
Waves of cheers like a tsunami sounded, fighting spirit surging fiercely.
The momentum rose again!
At this moment, everyone felt their blood boiling!
The news of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou personally leading an expedition swept through the entire court, and even the streets and alleys of the capital, like a hurricane!
For a time, the court and the public were shaken.
The people of the world were rejoicing!
Their majesty had not forgotten them!
United as one, to conquer the world!
Taking advantage of this momentum, the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou quickly gathered her army to attack Temujin.
"Tell Temujin that I will fight a decisive battle with him at Tumu Fortress!"
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou gave orders from the imperial carriage.
To quickly resolve Temujin, there must be a real decisive battle!
Tumu Fortress was just right to finish off Temujin, and then deal with Qin Xiao.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The soldiers received the order in unison.
Morale was like a rainbow!
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou wore a battle robe and held her long sword high.
"Set off!"
An order was given.
The massive army marched forth in a grand and mighty procession!
Amidst the resounding blare of war horns, the battle banners snapped fiercely in the wind.
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