The First Tyrant of Daxia

Upon hearing this, the cabinet ministers sighed and lamented!

The drama on the Austin battlefield is getting more and more exciting. Many people originally thought that it was coming to an end. After all, it has been fought for more than two years and both sides are probably exhausted.

As a result, Wang Min's shot of adrenaline brought the melee to a climax.

"Everyone, what do you think about this matter?" Qin Yun did not express his opinion, but asked first.

The civil and military officials below lowered their heads and talked among themselves, but no one stood up.

Because things are so complicated, any view will be full of uncertainty.

After waiting for a long time, no one spoke.

Qin Yun had no choice but to look at the radical, Mu Le.

As soon as he met the gaze, he reacted immediately.

Whether it was because of his mother Mu Ci, Qin Yun's kindness, or the relationship between the ruler and his subjects, he would support Qin Yun unconditionally.

"His Majesty!"

"In my humble opinion, fight!"

"Since it's already so messy, why not make it even more messy!"

"Kill out!"

"Destroy the West!"

"I am the only one who is supreme in the world!" he shouted, speaking first and bringing up the topic.

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

"Fight?"

"But no matter which country it is, there has been no conflict with us!"

"What's the reason for fighting?"

"shit!"

"Do you need a reason? Just a big fist will do!"

"Besides, hasn't Persia always been targeting our Great Xia? Let's deal with them without any discussion!" Many generals spoke up, using vulgar, arrogant and fierce words.

This is in stark contrast to the civil servants.

But this is a good thing. Being too hard can easily break, while being too soft can easily lose one's bloodiness.

Suddenly, the scene was crowded with people.

Qin Yun looked down and did not stop it, waiting for things to develop. This matter involved a lot of things, and it was unrealistic to come up with a solution in a short time.

He just waited quietly.

at last!

A censor from the Censorate stood up. This man was Wei Zheng's favorite student, Yang Zhao. When Wei Zheng retired to spend his last years, he pushed him to the position.

He has one advantage, that is, he can learn anything and become good at it, just like Wei Zheng!

Rumor has it in the court that this kid is Wei Zheng’s illegitimate son born when he was seventy years old, otherwise he wouldn’t look so similar!

"His Majesty!"

"General Mu!"

"We can fight this war, but it seems that fighting the West is not in our interests. Fighting the Huns is in our interests!" He is serious and meticulous, and his emotional intelligence is almost zero.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent.

Gu Chuntang, Xiao Jian and others looked on in silence.

He shook his head and whispered, "Does this guy really not know, or is he pretending not to know? His Majesty is obviously unwilling to beat the Huns, and obviously wants to welcome back the prince who is stranded outside."

"We're still going to fight the Huns, isn't that ridiculous?"

“It may seem like a multiple-choice question, but in reality everyone knows that the only option is to beat up the West.”

"In the previous year, His Majesty frequently deployed troops to stabilize the Western Corridor, and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry was constantly performing military exercises."

"Alas, this guy is another Wei Zheng!"

In the spacious court hall, everyone was whispering, and everyone could hear it.

But they all had bitter faces. Without Wei Zheng, there was Yang Zhao. For at least fifty years, there would be a cobbler keeping an eye on everyone.

Even if you build your own wall a little higher, you will be impeached for being unruly.

Qin Yun rubbed his temple, feeling a little embarrassed.

It was not easy for him to act too deliberate, after all, Wang Min had a dark history. But after so many years, he just wanted to find Emperor Qin, bring him by his side, and raise him to avoid future fratricide.

Another thing is to destroy Wang Min’s power.

As for killing her, although Qin Yun didn't want to admit it, he definitely wouldn't do that.

He was not as ruthless as other kings. No matter how embarrassing it was, Wang Min gave birth to a son for him.

After a long silence.

He said, "My dear Yang!"

"You don't understand military matters. Let Xiao Aiqing explain."

Hearing this, Xiao Jian immediately stepped forward. He had to help His Majesty share his worries. After all, Qin Yun had promised that the position of the crown prince could not be changed.

If he doesn't know what's good for him, he will be really ungrateful.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhao glared and shouted loudly.

"His Majesty!"

"Although I am a civil official, I can discuss all national affairs. Are military commanders the only ones who can discuss the use of troops?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be better for Your Majesty to just summon the generals?"

"Although fighting is fighting, it affects the entire country!"

"Didn't you say that, too?"

"..."

On both sides, the ministers were ashamed and smiled bitterly. What a talker!

Qin Yun frowned, feeling a headache after listening to this, but the key was not to get angry.

After venting his anger, Wei Zheng was about to make a death-defying remonstrance.

The old man was already terminally ill, and three months ago, he had promised him that he would listen more to the advice of his ministers.

That was a last word!

"that……"

"Lord Yang, you are right."

"Then tell me, why can't we fight the West?"

Yang Zhao was a young and naive man, and he had no idea that many ministers were giving him looks.

He boasted righteously, "Your Majesty!"

"The Western Regions are strong and have formed an alliance. Attacking Persia is equivalent to attacking everyone in the West. Even a strong Xiongnu could not defeat Persia and could only achieve a partial victory at best."

"Compared to the current Xiongnu regime, which is in turmoil, civil war has broken out, and the country is unstable, it is the best time to eradicate it!"

"We can take advantage of the Westerners' inattention and the civil war between Wang Min and Sheng Chanyu's cronies to head north and directly take over the Xiongnu homeland, and then plan other things."

"This way, the benefits are maximized."

"Even if the three parties fight fiercely in Austin or Jiutai Mountain, it will only help our Great Xia!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the court fell silent.

This actually makes sense.

Qin Yun was also very clear about this, so he frowned at this moment and said after pondering for a while.

"What Yang Aiqing said makes sense. It is a plan."

"Other ministers, do you have any comments?"

Seeing this, Yang Zhao smiled, a little proud, and looked at Xiao Jian complacently.

He has low emotional intelligence, but he is not a bad person.

He thought, this should be a sure thing that my opinion will be adopted, right? If it is recorded in history books, it will also make me famous!

But the next second, his smile disappeared immediately.

"His Majesty!"

"What Lord Yang Zhao said makes sense, but I support fighting the West!" Xiao Jian stood up and said.

At first glance, this statement seems reasonable and well-founded, but at second glance, it makes no sense.

Yang Zhao was instantly angry and prepared to refute.

As a result, Mu Le and others spoke one after another.

"That's right. I second the motion!"

"And I, your humble servant, also think that Westerners are a bigger threat!"

In the end, all the ministers of the Ministry of Revenue, including Gu Chuntang, Huang Yanqing, and Qi Yong, supported fighting the West.

They are not stupid. It is obvious that His Majesty cannot cut off the source of the problem, so the targets must be the Western enemies.

Yang Zhao stood there alone with the people from the Censorate, looking disheveled in the wind.

What do you mean?