I am happy to be a mother in a famine year, I have a system to farm the land

"Your Majesty, our Zhou Dynasty is a big country. For the sake of our great power, we cannot rashly fight against the Fang Gang."

If someone takes the lead, there will be support.

"Yes, Your Majesty, our Great Zhou is not comparable to the small foreign countries around us. A big country should have the demeanor of a big country. Only in this way can those foreign countries respect us from the bottom of their hearts."

In the past, when they said these words, the emperor would definitely be happy and he would definitely listen to their advice.

Although there is something wrong with today's emperor, they do not want to give up this opportunity.

Every year, Fanbang not only sends gold, silver and cloth, but also participates in some private business.

If it weren't for the transactions with foreign people over the years, how could they have their current family fortune?

How could the emperor not understand the thoughts of these people?

It's just that he used to favor civil servants, so these people were fooled.

Now that these things are being laid out in front of him one by one, how can he still not understand them?

It is indeed possible for military commanders to rebel, just as he once did.

But even if they were rebelling, as long as they could hold on to the kingdom of Zhou, what would it matter if they gave it to him?

The emperor looked coldly at the civil servants who spoke uprightly in the hall, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.

Liao Cheng looked up as if feeling private, glanced at the emperor's face, and then quickly lowered his head.

The emperor had this look before he raised his troops and went on a killing spree. Could it be that today...

Not only did Liao Cheng think of something, his hand holding Fuchen was trembling slightly.

However, those civil servants in the hall who thought they were just and awe-inspiring were not aware of it.

Some of the generals also noticed something was wrong with the emperor. They were people who fought on the battlefield all year round and were very sensitive to murderous intentions.

They didn't expect that the emperor would kill someone today, and the person he killed was the censor.

Although they were confused, looking at the emperor's face, the general remained silent.

Even if I find that some colleagues don't look at me, I will step forward to help them.

But the civil servants were different. They seemed to have convinced themselves, and every word they spoke seemed to be filled with contentment.

Sima Lian stood in front, listening to the accusations made by the civil servants behind him against the emperor, and couldn't help but frown.

He wanted to remind these people, but now that these civil servants were in a state of agitation, how could they see Sima Lian's little actions?

Sima's several gestures were ignored, and looking at the emperor's increasingly ugly face, he could only feel annoyed in his heart.

If he had known about this group of idiots, he should have cleaned them out in the first place.

The emperor had favored them for several years. Did he really think that his power was greater than that of the emperor?

"What? You all think we shouldn't fight?"

The emperor looked at the general, and the general felt a chill in his heart.

The emperor's ability to order Liu Ding to go to the border showed that he was prepared to fight.

If they dare to refute now, let's not say whether the emperor will deal with them.

As generals, they all had to shrink back, fearing that the Great Zhou Dynasty was really going to end.

Some of them were even more enthusiastic when they thought of the beastly things those Fanbang people did on the border of Dazhou, burning, killing, and looting when they were on the battlefield.

"Your Majesty, our generals have never thought of negotiating peace!"

One person came out of the queue, and the generals following him also came out to echo.

"If Your Majesty wants to fight, I am willing to go to the border to fight for Your Majesty and for Great Zhou!"

Hearing the general's response, the emperor's expression softened a bit.

However, before the emperor could speak, the civil servants who had just proposed peace began to curse.

"Reckless men! A bunch of reckless men! What do you know about these reckless men who only know how to fight?"

The man cursed angrily at the generals, causing them to frown.

However, the man did not argue with the general, but instead bowed his hand to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, don't listen to such reckless words! If Your Majesty insists on fighting, it will push the Great Zhou to destruction!"

These words were immediately echoed by civil servants, "Yes, Your Majesty, if we persist in the war and anger the people of other countries, our great Zhou Dynasty will probably be in even greater danger."

The emperor's expression darkened again.

He did not respond to the generals or civil servants, but looked coldly at all the civil servants standing below.

"All your beloved ministers are presiding over the peace negotiations?"

The emperor's question made the general's newly brightened expression calmer again.

But when the civil servant heard the emperor's question, his face lit up with joy.

They knew that if the emperor wanted to be a benevolent king, he must side with them.

"Your Majesty, we will preside over the peace talks."

Half of the civil servants in the court agreed.

Standing at the front, Sima Lian was the only one who did not express his position.

None of the civil servants paid attention, after all, Sima Lian rarely expressed his opinions in court before.

The emperor's eyes flashed across the face of Sima Lian, who was standing at the front, and then fell on the civil servants behind him.

"Really? I wonder why your beloved ministers want to preside over the peace talks?"

A civil servant standing behind Sima Lian immediately said: "Of course it is for Great Zhou! Everything we have done is for Great Zhou."

The civil servant had an awe-inspiring look on his face, as if he was really a loyal and martyr.

The emperor looked at the civil servant for a long time and suddenly sneered.

"For Da Zhou? Da Zhou is about to disappear. Is it that Da Zhou you are doing for?"

The emperor's words stunned the minister who had just presided over the peace talks. For a moment, he didn't understand what the emperor meant.

"Hmph, originally I thought about your talents and planned that you, dear ones, could change your ways. Now it seems that there is no need for that."

Seeing the civil servants looking up in astonishment at this time, seeing the emperor's cold eyes and ashen face, he realized that something was wrong with the emperor today.

Censor Zhou had been beheaded just now, so they...

Some of those who responded quickly had already looked at Sima Lian, hoping that Sima Lian could help them.

However, where Sima Lian was standing, he didn't make any move.

The emperor looked at a few panicked civil servants underground and narrowed his eyes.

"Liao Cheng, where can I get the letter sent by King Ling yesterday?"

After Liao Chengfu was blessed, he turned around and asked the young eunuch to go to the Yangxin Hall to get something.

There was silence in the hall for a while, but the atmosphere became even more depressing.

Some smart people guessed what might happen, and not only did they break out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

Zhou Yushi's screams just now were still in their ears, and they didn't want to be dragged out too.

When Liao Cheng came back again, he had updated it.

"His Majesty."

The emperor glanced at Liao Cheng and said, "Read it to them."

Liao Cheng responded, opened the letter, and read out the names of the people inside who had captured the land and collected bribes one by one.

The mind of the person who was read was blank for a moment. When he realized what happened, his legs couldn't help but weaken, and he immediately collapsed on the ground.