Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

"Prince Zhenbei, why don't you say anything? Do you want to tame the Pixiu? Your Majesty, why don't you let the Prince Zhenbei come?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the King of Zhenbei is a great war god with great martial arts skills. I believe he can tame the Pixiu."

"I believe that the King of Zhenbei can do it. Please allow the King of Zhenbei to tame the Pixiu."

"The King of Zhenbei has tamed even the wild and unruly Ferghana horse and the White Dragon Horse. I believe that the Pixiu will not be a problem for him either!"

A minister saw Murong Yuanbo wanted to tame the Pi Xiu, but was stopped by Princess Xiangyun. How could he miss this good opportunity?

So, he praised Murong Yuanbo and pushed him up. He also winked at his colleagues, hoping that they could also push Murong Yuanbo to the top.

His colleagues did not disappoint him. One by one, they came out to praise Murong Yuanbo, saying that he was a great martial artist and a great hero. A great hero should come out and fight for Daliang.

It is better for others to die than for yourself.

People are selfish.

Gao Zhijun looked at those shameless ministers, who were afraid of death themselves, so they pushed others to die. She would not tolerate them for plotting against her family, and she directly said: "You are really good at calculating, you are afraid of death, so you push others to block for you, you are really shameless. You are really a group of selfish people. When there is nothing to do, you speak nonsense, saying how loyal you are and how much you have contributed to Daliang. When there is something to do, you regard yourself as a turtle, dare not come out to advance and retreat with Daliang, and like to push others out to help you block danger. You are really hypocritical, it makes people sick."

"Princess, what are you talking about? The King of Zhenbei is from Daliang. Isn't it natural for him to help Daliang?"

"Even if you are a princess, you cannot slander us like this. We are the ministers of Daliang, and we should help Daliang solve problems. However, we are civil officials, and we are weak, so how can we tame Pixiu? General Murong is different. He is a military general, and he has unique skills. He is also the god of war of Daliang. It is natural for him to come out to tame Pixiu. Don't you know that everyone has his strengths and specialties?"

"That's right, Princess, what do you mean? Don't forget that you are also from Daliang. Are you trying to divide us now? What is your intention?"

The ministers' thoughts were exposed by Gao Zhijun, and they began to retort to Gao Zhijun awkwardly and mercilessly.

They felt that Murong Yuanbo, as a military man, should devote himself to Daliang, even at the cost of his own life.

They are different from civil officials. They rely on their brains and can contribute to the prosperity of Daliang.

"It's such a big burden. If everything depends on the King of Zhenbei, what's the use of you? You take the emperor's salary every month, but you don't do anything for the emperor. Do you have the face to do that? If you want the King of Zhenbei to tame the Pixiu, it's not impossible. You give all your salary to the King of Zhenbei, and he will help you tame the Pixiu. Are you willing to do that?"

"you………"

The ministers were so angry that they were speechless.

"Why, you hit the nail on the head. You want others to help you solve your problems, but you are unwilling to give up your salary. You want to be a whore and a saint at the same time!"

Gao Zhijun responded without any politeness.

She despises those who are afraid of death and selfish the most.

"It's really hard to raise a villain and a woman!"

One of the ministers was unable to argue with Gao Zhijun and said something angrily.

"What's wrong with you, girl? Did you explode from a big rock? Your mother carried you for ten months, taught you to walk, accompanied you as you grew up, and took good care of you, and you look down on her like this. It is said that Daliang attaches great importance to filial piety, and this is how you are filial to your mother. You are really unworthy of being a son, a husband, and even more unworthy of being a father."

"You, you..." The minister was so angry that he couldn't even finish a sentence. He staggered back and almost fainted. Fortunately, his colleagues beside him supported him and he didn't fall.

The emperor's face was not good either. Although what the princess said was unpleasant, what she said made sense.

When the court didn't need them, they would stay by his side every day, saying that they would stand by him and stand by him. But when something happened, they would all hide like turtles.

"Princess, you are really sharp-tongued. This prince likes you. Even if you are good at speaking, so what? You still don't dare to tame the Pixiu. You are a waste. If the princess is willing to be my concubine and go back to Goryeo with me, I can give the Pixiu to Daliang."

The second prince was intrigued by Gao Zhijun's sharp tongue.

He was able to confront so many ministers without changing his expression, and he was calm and composed without any fear.

If he could conquer her and bring her back to Goryeo, it would definitely make those brothers in the palace question their lives.

Besides, the princess is pretty, and it must be very exciting to see her surrendering to him.

"Second Prince, you are being a bit dishonest. Not only will I not marry you as a concubine, but you are also saying that you are using Pixiu to humiliate Daliang. This is to provoke disputes between the two countries. Does your father know? You brought gifts to my court, so these gifts are tributes to our Daliang. They belong to Daliang. But what about you, Second Prince? You want us to tame Pixiu before giving it to us. The meaning and nature of this change. It becomes a form of declaration of war. You want to declare war on our Daliang. There must be a bet for declaring war. Your bet is that if we win, Pixiu is ours, otherwise, Pixiu is still yours. Then we also have to make a bet. If you lose, Pixiu is not only ours, but I also want two cities on your border. On the contrary, we don’t want Pixiu, but we will also cede two cities to you. Do you dare to agree?"

Gao Zhijun saw the way the Second Prince looked at her, it was like he was looking through tinted glasses, it was disgusting.

Moreover, she could not accept using a Pixiu to humiliate Daliang.