The Future Empress Is Given Death At The Beginning, And I Become Stronger When I Am Stupid.

The eunuch mustered up all his courage to finish this sentence.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Mu was slightly surprised, then sat up and said,

"This old Deng, always causing trouble. Carrying a coffin all day long must be tiring."

Qin Mu shook his head with a smile.

Since the death of the Huaiyang King, he hadn't attended court for many days. Every day, he either indulged in beauty or drowned himself in alcohol, living a carefree life.

He was diligently doing what a foolish emperor should do, completely ignoring the affairs of the court.

As for the greater picture and the state's well-being, he had completely disregarded them.

Who would have thought that the National Teacher would bring the coffin again?

It seems that the National Teacher is truly anxious, otherwise he wouldn't continue with this method of attending court while carrying a coffin.

"It seems that it's about time. It's time to go to court and receive the reward..."

Qin Mu's lips curved into a smile as he said lightly,

"You can leave first. I know about this matter."

He waved his hand at the eunuch.

The eunuch received the pardon and felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He immediately left the hall.

Qin Mu stood up, and Yun Yan'er, who was serving by his side, quickly handed him a purple-gold dragon robe.

She followed behind Qin Mu, step by step.

She was wearing a thin veil, revealing her graceful and alluring figure.

Qin Mu couldn't help but reach out and lightly touch her delicate face, feeling the smooth and tender skin.

This made Yun Yan'er blush instantly, lower her head, and let Qin Mu do as he pleased.

Qin Mu smiled faintly and walked to the window while putting on his robe.

The sun was rising at this moment, casting a hazy morning light.

The horizon was filled with the glow of the sun, reflecting on the entire imperial palace like a heavenly paradise.

"It truly is my imperial palace, so beautiful..."

Qin Mu took a deep breath of fresh air and exclaimed.

He turned to Yun Yan'er and asked with a smile, "Yan'er, what do you think of my imperial palace?"

Yun Yan'er lowered her eyes and softly replied, "Naturally, it is extremely exquisite and magnificent. It must be no less than the heavenly palaces."

Qin Mu laughed heartily and said, "That's right, but there is one thing that's not good."

Yun Yan'er was slightly surprised, not understanding why Qin Mu would say that.

But she still earnestly said, "Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

"It's not tall enough."

Qin Mu spoke slowly, his tone calm.

He glanced around and smiled, saying,

"This place is mundane. Although it is exquisite and magnificent, it lacks spirituality and the aura of a heavenly palace. Compared to the celestial palace in the sky, it falls slightly short."

"I want to build a true heavenly palace."

Qin Mu's tone was calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary matter.

But these words made Yun Yan'er tremble all over, staring blankly at Qin Mu.

She never expected that His Majesty would want to build a celestial palace!

But now, Great Qin was facing internal and external troubles, Jiangnan County had just been lost, and Jiang Luoshen was coming with great momentum. Building a celestial palace at this time...

This kind of wasteful and laborious matter would definitely be opposed by the ministers...

At that time, they would probably criticize Your Majesty for being foolish again...

Yun Yan'er's expression became complicated, and she hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? Do you think it's not feasible, Yan'er?"

Qin Mu raised an eyebrow and asked.

Yun Yan'er pursed her lips and ultimately didn't dare to advise, she just softly said, "Your Majesty, I think... it would be more prudent to discuss this matter with the National Teacher."

Qin Mu's smile grew even wider, and he nodded slightly, "Naturally, I must discuss it with the National Teacher."

Without discussing it with the National Teacher, how could he obtain the reward for being foolish?

If we were to say what the most foolish thing an emperor could do, besides indulging in beauty and ignoring state affairs, it would undoubtedly be to extravagantly build luxurious buildings and deplete the national treasury.

Especially choosing to engage in large-scale construction during a time of foreign invasion and continuous rebellion is the epitome of incompetence and folly.

The so-called most foolish ruler in history can be no other than this.

Qin Mu is now eagerly looking forward to seeing the furious expression of the national teacher, which must be very adorable.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Upon hearing Qin Mu's agreement, Yun Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief, a faint joy appearing on her cheeks.

However, Qin Mu's next words made Yun Yan'er's face freeze.

"Not only that, I also want to build a palace in every county of Great Qin for future travel and leisure."

Qin Mu said leisurely.

Yun Yan'er was instantly stunned.

Great Qin has a total of 329 counties, and if a palace is built in each county...

How much money would that cost!

"Your Majesty."

Yun Yan'er hesitated for a moment, then spoke up to dissuade him.

"Your Majesty, if such a large-scale expenditure of national resources occurs, it will undoubtedly face strong opposition from the ministers..."

"Your Majesty, please reconsider."

She looked at Qin Mu with worry, feeling anxious in her heart.

Qin Mu smiled faintly, "It's alright, you will understand in the future."

After saying this, Qin Mu left with his hands behind his back, leaving Yun Yan'er with a worried expression.

The national teacher should be able to persuade His Majesty, right?

Should... be able to, right?

Watching Qin Mu's departing figure, Yun Yan'er scratched her little head, biting her rosy lips uncertainly.

Yun Yan'er...

...

Inside the Gold Imperial Hall at this moment.

The courtiers had long been waiting here.

The civil and military officials were all dressed in long blue robes, with jade pendants hanging from their waists, some wearing crowns and tied hair, some wearing belts around their waists, and some wearing luxurious clothing. They stood in two rows, silently waiting.

Standing in front of the courtiers was the national teacher, Du Yulin, wearing a gray robe, with white hair and a withered face.

But what was most eye-catching was the black coffin behind him.

The coffin was several zhang tall, completely black, seemingly weighing thousands of jin.

Paired with the solemn expression of the national teacher, a heavy aura filled the air, making people can't help but feel awe.

"Ah, the national teacher is bringing the coffin to court again..."

A minister muttered quietly, stealing a glance at the coffin behind the national teacher.

"The national teacher is truly hardworking, in order to bless our Great Qin's peace and to allow His Majesty to attend court, he has truly gone to great lengths..."

"Yes, the national teacher is loyal and courageous, we admire him!"

"Ah, I hope the national teacher can protect our Great Qin's territory, otherwise we will be in danger!"

"Yes, in just a few days, Jiangnan County has already fallen, and if other counties are captured as well, how can we resist..."

"It is said that Jiang Luoshen has already reached the Primordial Spirit Realm, and can be called a monstrous talent. I wonder who is stronger, her or His Majesty."

"Cultivation level is not the key, the key is that Jiang Luoshen's reputation has completely overshadowed His Majesty, or rather, the two are simply incomparable..."

"It's hard to predict, it's hard to predict..."

The courtiers whispered and discussed, their gazes towards the national teacher filled with respect and admiration.

But their words were filled with worry.

Although Emperor Qin Tian is about to break through, how easy is it to reach the Saint Realm?

At the fastest, it would take at least a hundred years, but given the current situation, Great Qin might not be able to wait that long!

The national teacher, Du Yulin, remained silent, only lowering his gaze in silence.

"Your Majesty has arrived~"

Just at this moment, a loud voice announcing the arrival of the emperor echoed in the hall.

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