Everyone could feel the Empress Regnant's murderous intent.
The ministers didn't dare to make a sound, fearing they would become the targets of her venting.
The hall was filled with depression.
After a long time, the Empress Regnant calmed down a bit.
"Tell the various countries that Great Zhou and Great Qin will not rest until one of them dies!"
"Whoever dares to sell grain or form caravans to go to Great Qin will be killed without mercy!"
The Empress Regnant's eyes were cold and resolute, speaking word by word, containing supreme power.
The ministers shuddered.
It seemed that the Empress Regnant was really going to take real action.
This was equivalent to a blockade of Great Qin.
And this was only the first step.
Once there were no caravans entering Great Qin, it would be equivalent to Great Qin closing its borders, and the downfall of the country would not be far away.
"Yes!"
They responded in unison.
The Empress Regnant was finally satisfied, stood up, and looked down at the civil and military officials.
"I not only want the downfall of Great Qin, but I also want to let the various countries in the world see how I rule the world!"
She made up her mind.
This time attacking Great Qin, she must use the posture of a king and thunderous methods to annihilate Great Qin!
She absolutely would not let Great Qin achieve a short-lived victory like before.
Seeing this, the civil and military officials didn't feel ecstatic, but rather looked gloomy.
Especially when they heard the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou say she wanted to rule the world, their conflicted expressions were almost carved on their faces.
It really wasn't their fault.
It was because the Female Emperor Wu of Zhou's previous attempts to rule the world had almost caused the downfall of Great Zhou.
They remembered one time.
The Empress Regnant of Great Zhou wanted to personally lead an expedition to Mobei, and an army of 500,000 marched out mightily.
As a result, when passing by the Empress Regnant's hometown, she ordered that they could not step on the crops.
This caused the army's movement to be slow, and they were ambushed by the major tribes of Mobei.
This battle directly caused Great Zhou to lose dozens of cities and countless gold, silver, and jewelry.
It was also from that time that the Female Emperor Wu of Zhou abdicated and let the next emperor succeed the throne.
If it weren't for the Reign of Zhenguan in the front and the Kaiyuan Era in the back, Wu Zhou would have probably been ruined by the Female Emperor Wu of Zhou.
The Female Emperor Wu of Zhou glanced around and, seeing the conflicted expressions of the ministers, instantly burst into a rage.
"What? Do you still not believe in my strength?"
Her eyes carried a murderous aura.
The ministers shuddered and smiled bitterly.
"Your Majesty, I feel that as the ruler of a country, you don't need to personally take action against a mere Great Qin."
The Prime Minister stepped forward and tactfully advised.
The other ministers also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, a mere Great Qin, why does Your Majesty need to personally take action."
"I am willing to lead the army to pacify Great Qin for Your Majesty!"
A group of military generals scrambled to request orders, fearing that the Empress Regnant would personally lead the expedition.
The expression on the Female Emperor Wu of Zhou's face then softened a bit, and she didn't continue to insist.
"Fine, I originally wanted to personally lead the expedition. Since you insist so much, then I will sit in the rear!"
Her tone was a bit helpless.
"Dealing with a mere Great Qin, I can destroy it with a wave of my hand, so I'll give you some opportunities to exercise!"
Hearing this, the ministers' faces twitched crazily.
Good heavens.
Now you're acting arrogant?
If they weren't afraid that she would cause some trouble, they wouldn't have insisted so much.
Just as the civil and military officials breathed a sigh of relief.
The Female Emperor Wu of Zhou's next words dumbfounded everyone.
"Since I am sitting in the rear, then I am in control of the overall situation!"
"I have a plan that can cause the downfall of Great Qin!"
The Female Emperor Wu of Zhou's eyes flashed with a bright light as she spoke with full confidence.
"Right now, Great Qin must be extremely nervous, afraid of going to war with my Great Zhou."
"And my Great Zhou also needs time to deploy troops and generals. My plan can let Great Qin let down its guard, and then when Great Qin relaxes, the army will directly attack and destroy it in one fell swoop!"
Her train of thought was clear, and her words revealed a strong confidence.
Hearing this, the ministers looked at each other, and their eyes lit up.
What the Empress Regnant said was right!
Qin Xiao destroyed Great Zhou's 200,000-strong army, so he must be on high alert.
Constantly guarding against Great Zhou.
And Great Zhou currently needed time to deploy troops and generals.
This time could be used to numb the opponent!
"What brilliant plan does Your Majesty have?"
The Prime Minister also became interested and cupped his hands to ask.
The Female Emperor Wu of Zhou smiled faintly: "Send a prince to Great Qin for a political marriage!"
As soon as these words came out.
The whole audience was shocked!
The civil and military officials' eyes widened, their faces full of astonishment.
What?
Did they hear correctly?
Send a prince for a political marriage?
Use this to numb Great Qin?
The Prime Minister frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, since ancient times, political marriages have always been princesses, never princes!"
His tone was a bit stiff.
He had already started to become dissatisfied.
"Your Majesty, you are challenging the ancestral precepts from ancient times to the present!"
The other civil and military officials also voiced their opposition.
The Empress Regnant didn't care about this at all and glanced around at everyone.
"Ancestral precepts are dead, people are alive!"
"If my daughter doesn't want to marry far away, then I will let a prince go!"
She raised her hand and flung it, her dragon robe fluttering, a sharp imperial aura making the ministers dare not retort.
But there were still people who insisted on opposing.
After all, a political marriage involving a prince was a matter of great importance!
A hint of impatience flashed across the Empress Regnant's eyes.
"As a woman, I have ascended the throne as emperor twice. This is a precedent!"
"A prince in a political marriage is also a precedent!"
"I will be the one to create a precedent! Let the rulers of later generations follow suit!"
The Empress Regnant's words were sonorous and forceful, leaving the ministers completely speechless.
Their shocked gazes were filled with bewilderment.
Listen to this, is this even human language?
If a princess doesn't want a political marriage, then a prince has to go?
And she even said this was a precedent!
You must know, a prince is the bloodline inheritance of a country!
How could he be easily given away!
"Your Majesty! Absolutely not!"
Three to five old ministers knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
"Since ancient times, it has always been princesses in political marriages. As the orthodox royal lineage, how can a prince be given away!"
"I implore Your Majesty to retract the order!"
"Please reconsider, Your Majesty!"
The other civil and military officials also knelt down, begging the Empress Regnant to retract the order.
Seeing this, a hint of annoyance finally appeared in the Female Emperor Wu of Zhou's eyes.
She slapped the armrest, looking down at everyone from a high vantage point.
"My mind is made up!"
"Whoever dares to oppose is disobeying me!"
As soon as these words fell.
The royal court was dead silent!
Seeing that no one dared to oppose her anymore, the Female Emperor Wu of Zhou nodded in satisfaction.
"Since no one opposes, then this matter is decided!"
She made the final decision without hesitation.
Seeing this, the ministers could only sigh.
Hoping that no major chaos would occur.
Subsequently, the Female Emperor Wu of Zhou seemed to remember something else.
Her eyes lit up.
"By the way, what season is it now?"
The Prime Minister replied: "Your Majesty, the leaves are falling at dusk, it is already winter."
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou smiled: "I heard that the bitter cold land of Mobei is short of food and is suffering from famine."
"Those barbarians will definitely disregard everything and head south to plunder!"
"I will give them an opportunity!"
The Female Emperor Wu of Zhou's sudden inspiration completely astounded the civil and military officials!
What?
Sending a prince to Great Qin isn't enough, you also want to give those barbarians an opportunity to invade the south?
The Female Emperor Wu of Zhou glanced at the ministers and, seeing their expressions, nodded very satisfiedly.
"It seems that my talent is already unmatched! Even the civil and military officials feel inferior!"
She was a bit complacent.
Then she continued to speak: "If the Mobei barbarians want to invade Great Qin in the south, they must pass through the territory of my Great Zhou, so that they will reach the border of Great Qin in the fastest time."
"All we need to do is open a single breach, and others will attack Great Qin in our stead. Is that not the best of both worlds?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
