The eldest son is fierce

Upon hearing this, the group of generals who had originally stayed away from the matter became angry.

"What the hell? I'm already prepared? Now you say you don't want to fight?"

"Get lost! The army has already set out, the generals have been chosen, and now you say you don't want to fight? You must be kidding!"

"..."

A group of generals immediately became unhappy and furious.

However, no one paid any attention to them.

They are just a bunch of crude warriors, why bother with them?

Tang Jing simply ignored the group of generals, stood up, and bowed to Emperor Yanwen, saying, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty said before that as long as you can write a poem of persuasion, we will have something to discuss."

"Your Majesty, your words are not joking!"

Emperor Yanwen looked at this scene with an extremely gloomy expression.

This was indeed what he meant just now. He thought no one could write a better poem than "Man Jiang Hong", but he didn't expect that a Tang Dynasty painting could write one.

This put him in a dilemma for a moment!

No fighting? The troops have been dispatched, food and fodder are being collected, and the imperial edict has been issued.

If they said they would not fight now, what would those generals think?

beat!

This is what he said before. Does he, an emperor, have to go back on his word?

Chen Diaosi was well aware of Emperor Yanwen's current situation and reminded him in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Captain Ning has brought the people here."

Emperor Yanwen was stunned, and immediately understood what was going on.

"We can talk, but before we do, I want you to meet someone first."

Emperor Yanwen shouted, "Come here, bring the person up."

Ning Chuan then carried a bloody man into the hall.

When they saw the Jinyiwei bringing in a bloody person, the civil servants were suddenly startled and had a bad premonition.

It is definitely not a good thing if the Jinyiwei gets involved!

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, your Majesty."

Ning Chuan threw Wu Yong to the ground, knelt down and saluted, saying: "The person has been brought here, please make the decision, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, all the ministers were immediately confused. Emperor Yanwen looked at Wu Yong coldly and said, "Who are you? What brought you to Dayan? Tell the truth!"

Wu Yong struggled to get up from the ground and stared coldly at Emperor Yanwen: "I am a spy under Shuli Khan, Wu Yong, responsible for gathering intelligence on Great Yan."

"Haha, you stupid idiots, just wait! Your doomsday is coming."

"Shuoli Khan is about to lead 300,000 cavalrymen and join forces with Dongyu's 300,000 troops to divide up Da Yan completely. Hahahaha..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces suddenly changed, and the entire hall became noisy.

"What? Beidi and Dongyu have joined forces?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Dongyu just signed an alliance with my Great Yan. How dare they stab my Great Yan in the back?"

"How dare you talk nonsense here?"

"Tell me, who ordered you to do this?"

"..."

All the ministers were immediately enraged and shouted at Wu Yong.

At this moment, many of them believed that this was a play by the emperor, a good play directed and performed by himself in order to prevent peace talks.

Dongyu and Beidi had just signed a non-aggression pact, and the prime minister who signed the pact had not yet returned to Dayan, and Dongyu had already taken action against Beidi?

Is this possible? Absolutely not!

“Haha, hahaha… hahahaha…”

Wu Yong's hands and feet were shackled and his body was covered in blood, but when he heard the angry rebukes of the ministers, he laughed like crazy and tears streamed down his face.

The laughter almost instantly drowned out the condemnation in the hall.

"You bastard, what are you laughing at?" someone couldn't help but yell.

"What am I laughing at? I'm laughing at you bunch of bastards!"

Wu Yong straightened his back with all his strength and stared at Emperor Yanwen, who was sitting in the main seat. "How is it? Your Majesty, Emperor, do you feel sad? Do you feel ashamed?"

"This is your minister, this is the pillar of your country!"

"If the civil servants don't think about governing, and the military servants don't think about fighting, do you think Da Yan can still be saved?"

"Haha... You can only wait for my Northern Di army to march south and be slaughtered once again, completely annihilated..."

Wu Yong swung his hand violently, and the iron chain in his hand was thrown directly away, scaring all the ministers in the court to retreat in panic.

Emperor Yanwen had no expression on his face, but he felt that his face was swollen.

The ministers were humiliated and immediately became furious. Tang Jing pointed at Wu Yong and shouted, "You are also from Dayan, but you have become a dog of the Beidi people. Traitor, how dare you shout like that?"

"I'm not!" Wu Yong shouted angrily.

"I'm not a Dayan. I wasn't a Dayan anymore fifteen years ago."

Wu Yong swept his hand across the entire audience, his hatred surging: "Dayan people, haha, haha, these are the three words I hate most in my life."

"Do you know how we got through these years in Beidi?"

"Our women and daughters are abused by the northern Di people every day and every night."

"Our children have just been born... yes, they have just seen the world for the first time, and what awaits them is a red-hot iron."

"The red-hot iron hit their tender buttocks. With a hissing sound, the smell of burnt flesh spread through their nostrils, followed by the sound of a baby crying."

"For the rest of their lives, they will only have one identity—slaves!"

"And all this is because of you!"

"If it weren't for you, the so-called pillars of the court, who are greedy for power and sell out the country, and are afraid of death, how could countless people like us have suffered such a misfortune!"

"It was you who watched your people being abducted by the Northern Di and did nothing!"

"May I ask, who is the bastard?! Huh?!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wu Yong pointed at the civil and military officials in the court and laughed loudly.

Tears mixed with blood fell, so that his entire face was alternating between blue and white, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

When a group of civil officials thought of the scene Wu Yong described, their scalps suddenly went numb.

However, Di Cang and other generals clenched their fists, felt a burning sensation on their faces, and lowered their heads in shame.

Emperor Yanwen looked at the mad Wu Yong calmly, his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife.

"Dayan people? Ha, ugh!"

"I am a traitor, I am unforgivable, but I... am still ashamed of you!"

"Dayan will perish if you guys are around! Hahaha..."

Wu Yong looked at Emperor Yanwen frantically and said, "I've said what I need to say. Your Majesty, the almighty Emperor, if you want to kill me or chop me up, go ahead!"

"If I frown, I will be sorry for the thousands of compatriots who were humiliated and died!"

Emperor Yanwen looked at Wu Yong standing in the hall and was speechless for a moment.

Treason is a crime punishable by death.

Treason is a crime punishable by death.

But, they were once loyal to the emperor and patriotic... Who loved them?

Emperor Yanwen's gaze fell on the ministers in the hall, and he felt that they were particularly glaring at this moment.

Loyal to the king and patriotic!

Oh, if you don’t know the sufferings of the people and don’t understand what they want, it’s just slogans!

"Ningchuan, take him down!"

Emperor Yanwen did not order the killing of Wu Yong. He was the emperor and dominated everything, but he did not have the nerve to do so.

Wu Yong was still laughing as he was dragged away by Ning Chuan, but he was still laughing. However, when he walked out of the hall, he raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, along with his bitten-off tongue.

He bit his tongue and committed suicide!

All he wanted to do in his life until now was to stand in this hall and say what he wanted to say.

If he lives, his family in Beidi must die.

Emperor Yanwen stood up suddenly, only to see that the man had already slowly knelt down on the ground, but he was staring towards the north with his head tilted back...

If Tang Yi didn't discover his identity, what he would have to do was to send Dayan's hundreds of thousands of troops into the encirclement of Beidi and Dongyu and destroy Dayan's manpower.

He has no regrets!

He just hates!

Hate this country and forget about them.

They are not pigs or sheep.

They are human beings!!!

Finally, Wu Yong's head slowly drooped, and only a vague sound could be heard: "Hehe lululu..."

Those were his last words, but no one could hear what he said.