Chapter 1989

The officials were stunned.

Trading the entire nation to hire! Just to exchange for one Gao Yang?!

The Yan Emperor is actually willing to pay such a high price?

Yan Zheng's old eyes widened, and the tablet in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter"!

Wang Zhong was horrified; even Su Wenling of the Han Lin Academy, who hated Gao Yang to the bone, gasped, his body swaying violently, and if he hadn't held onto his colleague, he would have almost collapsed!

Although they knew of Gao Yang's abilities, they were people who lived together day and night, and thus had never measured Gao Yang's value.

They never expected.

That in the eyes of other nations, Gao Yang was actually so valuable!

This is simply an astronomical price!

Even Cui Xinghe, who had some psychological preparation, felt a chill rush from his limbs straight to his crown!

Huge shock, horror, and disbelief swept through the entire Jin Luandian like a tangible wave!

For a moment, the air seemed to be instantly sucked away, leaving only the heavy breathing of the officials and the thundering of their hearts like drums!

Wu Zhao sat on the throne, and the gaze beneath her crown suddenly became as sharp as a blade!

A stormy sea had also risen in her heart!

Murong Fu's high-sounding words, which occupied the moral high ground, were a hundred times more vicious than naked provocation!

Every word of "world righteousness," "welfare of the masses," and "bright pearl covered in dust" was like a loud slap, hitting the face of the Da Qian court, hitting the dignity of her, the Empress!

Fulfill?

Part with?

Is this saying that she, Wu Zhao, has eyes but cannot see, and does not recognize a national treasure?!

She stared at Murong Fu and said word by word, "Yan Envoy! The Jin Luandian is not a place for street merchants to haggle. With empty mouths and white teeth, you dare to speak of one hundred thousand gold, one hundred precious horses, and one hundred carts of treasures? Where is this wealth of an entire nation now?"

"On what basis does the Yan Emperor expect me to trust him? On what basis does he expect the world to trust him?!"

She understood.

Yan Wushuang is striking at her heart.

How is this method any different from the Xiongnu border invasion and issuing harsh threats?

Therefore, she specifically pointed out that these were empty words without proof, which was her counterattack.

You don't even have the items, on what basis do you come to exchange?

These words awakened the civil and military officials of Da Qian.

Murong Fu, however, was very calm, and his smile even deepened.

Chen Ping... is truly a genius!

Everything was calculated without a single mistake, all under his control!

That's right, today's move is intended to strike at the heart, intended to alienate, to make Wu Zhao's majesty sweep the floor, and it would be best if she beheaded Gao Yang in a fit of rage to eliminate future troubles.

But this is built on a foundation.

Because they know in their hearts that Wu Zhao will not let him go.

But at the same time, this is also... true!

Gao Yang is worth more than the price!

This gaze made Wu Zhao feel a sense of ominousness.

The next second.

Murong Fu stepped forward, his eyes locked onto Wu Zhao like a venomous snake, his tone filled with frivolity and disappointment: "Sigh... Your Majesty's words truly make this foreign minister... extremely disappointed!"

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, ruling over the vast territory of Da Qian. Could your thoughts truly be like those of street merchants, only haggling over when the yellow and white objects will be delivered?"

"My Emperor is hiring with the wealth of the nation, willing to offer Prime Minister Gao the status of Imperial Preceptor and the position of Prince, promising him a share in the national destiny! This heart and intention are as clear as the sun and moon, and can be verified by the heavens, ghosts, and gods, yet Your Majesty only stares at those 'dead objects'? Have you not heard that 'a thousand troops are easy to get, but one general is hard to find'? Do you not know the principle that 'gaining one person can secure the world'?!"

Murong Fu scanned the entire hall, his presence fully unleashed, and finally, his eyes swept over the civil and military officials before returning to Wu Zhao's face, issuing that ultimate, heart-striking question.

"Or is it—in Your Majesty's heart, Prime Minister Gao, whom you discarded like worn-out shoes and demoted to a commoner, is actually worth less than those one hundred thousand taels of gold and one hundred blood-sweating horses?!"

"So much so that Your Majesty would rather hold onto those cold 'dead objects' than let this national treasure, which can change a nation's destiny and protect the masses, be pressed into the muddy countryside, leaving him covered in dust and filth, forever... unable to rise again?!"