Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

Su Zhi was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with a golden and red phoenix pattern and a golden phoenix crown on her head. She was gazing at Mondola's back as she walked away.

"presumptuous!"

Su Zhi's angry shout instantly broke the original tranquility.

In an instant, Zhao Xuan and Luo Qingquan waved their hands, and a group of well-trained Jinyiwei came out one after another.

They were dressed in black flying fish uniforms and had sharp embroidered spring swords on their waists. They quickly surrounded the envoys from Western Turkestan.

Hearing the noise behind him, Mondora turned around in fear. Confusion was written all over his face. His eyes were wide open, staring at Su Zhi intently. He asked in a panic, "My Lady, what do you mean by this? We are guests from afar. How can the Tang Dynasty treat us like this?"

Li Jingyou sat aside. He was still young and a little thin.

Seeing his usually gentle mother suddenly so furious, he was frightened and trembled. His two small black eyes were full of fear. He stared at Su Zhi closely, his mouth slightly open, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Su Zhi raised her chin slightly, her cold eyes sweeping over the group of Western Turkic envoys one by one. The corners of her mouth suddenly curled up, and she let out a mocking laugh: "What do you mean? Humph! You people who have come all the way from Western Turkic, don't you think that my Tang Dynasty and your barbaric tribes, the land of Western Turkic where you eat raw meat and drink blood, have the same lawlessness?"

"Look at how vulgar you are. You are acting recklessly in the Hanyuan Palace of the Tang Dynasty. You have no manners or integrity, and you don't understand any rules at all."

"Come here, drag these ignorant fellows out, throw them into the prison, and sentence them to death immediately. This will let them know that the majesty of the Tang Dynasty cannot be offended!"

Hearing Su Zhi's cold words, Mondola was shocked and his face turned pale in an instant.

He began to struggle desperately, pulling hard at the Jinyiwei's arms that were tightly holding him, kicking wildly with his feet, and shouting, "Let me go! You can't do this!"

But his struggle seemed so powerless in front of the well-trained Jinyiwei.

Seeing his resistance, the Jinyiwei kicked him hard on the legs and waist without mercy. The pain made him gasp, a look of pain appeared on his face, and his body curled up.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please calm down! The Tang Dynasty is renowned throughout the world for its rites and etiquette. We are envoys from the Western Turks, and we have come here on a mission of peace."

Mondora panted heavily, shouting at the top of her lungs, "As the saying goes, even when two countries are at war, envoys are not executed. Your Majesty, by acting this way today, where do you place the thousand-year-old etiquette of the Tang Dynasty? Aren't you afraid of provoking a war between the two countries?"

"Do you, the Tang Dynasty, really want to go to war with the Western Turks at this time?"

"Don't forget! Your emperor is still far away attacking Goguryeo. If we go to war with the Western Turks now, the Tang Dynasty will be caught in the dilemma of fighting on two fronts. When your emperor returns, he will definitely not let you go for provoking war without authorization!"

The atmosphere in the palace was tense and ready to explode.

At this point where the situation is tense, it seems no longer important whether the two sides have completely broken up.

All the Western Turkic envoys had expressions of fear on their faces, and the eyes of the other envoys were all focused on Mondola, feeling both nervous and expectant.

He is the first one who dares to confront the Tang Dynasty so hard.

They wanted to see what actions the Tang Dynasty would take next in order to confirm the true attitude of this huge empire.

But no one expected that the Tang Dynasty would not respond as fiercely as they expected or fall into a chaotic quarrel.

Instead, it was Queen Su Zhi who raised her hand first, gently covered her lips, and let out a crisp laugh.

The laughter seemed particularly abrupt, as if it was the biggest mockery of the Western Turkic envoys.

Immediately afterwards, all the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty seemed to have received some kind of signal and laughed out loud.

For a moment, laughter echoed in the palace, and this laughter was full of contempt for the Western Turks.

Su Zhi looked at Mondora with a smile, her eyes gleaming with contempt. "The Western Turkic envoy, when two countries are at war, envoys are not killed. This is something I am aware of. Our Tang Dynasty is indeed a country of etiquette with a centuries-old tradition. We have always emphasized winning people over with virtue and treating people with courtesy."

She paused, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said in an even colder tone, "But how can you, Western Turkestan, be considered a nation of etiquette? Can you even call it a real country?"

"In my opinion, they are nothing more than an uncivilized tribe of savages, without culture or etiquette, and only know how to plunder everywhere with brutal force."

"Now you dare to speak nonsense and bark without restraint in the court of our Great Tang Dynasty."

"Although I am a woman of virtue, I also understand one thing: truth should be discussed with people who know how to respect, not with barbarians like you."

"Guess what, in the entire Tang Dynasty, from court officials to ordinary people, who doesn't know this?"

Hearing Su Zhi's merciless humiliation, Mondora was completely stunned. His eyes were confused, his mind was in chaos, and all the possible reasons he had imagined before were shattered at this moment.

He never imagined that in the eyes of the Tang Dynasty, the Western Turks were so insignificant and had never been truly taken seriously.

At this moment, Mr. Qi slowly stood up from his dining table. He was wearing a red robe, with a thin face and deep eyes.

He first looked thoughtfully at Yuan Tiangang and the other two who were packing food slowly not far away, then shook his head helplessly and sighed.

He could see these three people doing the same thing every year on such occasions.

Mr. Qi put his hands behind his back and walked steadily towards Mondora step by step.

"Western Turkic envoys, are you being optimistic? Do you think that the Tang Dynasty is currently embroiled in the war against Goguryeo and cannot withstand the pressure of fighting on two fronts?"

"Do you think that since our Majesty is away on an expedition and Chang'an is deserted, you can unscrupulously weigh the weight of our Tang Dynasty?"

Mr. Qi's tone sounded very kind, with a faint smile on his face, just like a kind elder chatting with a younger generation.

But the mockery in that tone was like a needle hidden in cotton, and anyone could hear it clearly.

"Some time ago, you sent out 10,000 elite cavalrymen, thinking you were clever, to ambush our Tang Dynasty, who had just experienced a siege and were exhausted from the rapid march."

"They also set numerous traps in advance and occupied advantageous terrain, but what was the result?"

"They were defeated by the Tang army and were left in disarray."

"With your Western Turkic people's fragile strength, what qualifications do you have to challenge the majesty of the Tang Dynasty?"

Mr. Qi's voice gradually became stern.

"This Grand Master has a message for you: Don't take your little barbarian tribe too seriously."

"However, this Grand Tutor also congratulates you. When His Majesty returns, I will report this matter in detail. Then, you may wish to guess how His Majesty will wrathfully punish you, the Western Turks."

Mr. Qi said with a smile, but there was a sharp look in his eyes that made Mondora shudder.

Mondola was about to open his mouth to defend himself and try to save the situation, but before he could utter a word, the Jinyiwei beside him covered his mouth roughly, held up his arms, and dragged him away.

The eyes of the Western Turkic envoys were filled with despair.