Nuclear Warlord

Chapter 436

The civil and military officials of Daqian were not surprised by this impromptu court meeting.

They already knew that the Barbarian King was escorted to the capital by Li Jianye as a prisoner. It would be abnormal not to hold a court meeting for such a big matter.

This is a historic scene for Daqian.

The barbarians who had often invaded Daqian were finally trampled under their feet. All civil and military officials were very excited and wanted to see the barbarian king kneeling in the Xuanzheng Hall of Daqian and groveling.

Therefore, the enthusiasm of the civil and military officials for this court meeting was very high. It was still quite some time before the court meeting started, and the Xuanzheng Hall was already full of civil and military officials.

Ye Qingcang has always been serious and unsmiling, but today he couldn't hide his joy. He had a smile on his face from the moment he entered the hall.

The same goes for the old Prime Minister Feng Quji, with a rosy face and a cheerful smile, chatting with Ye Qingcang.

"I really didn't expect that we old bones would still be able to see the day when the Barbarian King was captured and escorted to the capital of Daqian in our lifetime."

Ye Qingcang nodded in agreement, and said with some sigh: "It has only been a few years since His Highness the Ninth Prince returned to the capital. The development and changes in Daqian can only be described as changing the world. Every time I think about it, there is always a feeling of dreaming. Feel."

"Yes." Feng Quji sighed, and then laughed at himself, "I have already looked down on life and death at an advanced age, but now I suddenly don't want to die. I really want to live for another few decades and see His Highness the Ninth Prince with my own eyes. What can we develop Daqian into?"

Feng Quji is slightly older than Ye Qingcang. In addition, he is an ordinary person and has not practiced martial arts, so his health is very poor and he has a premonition that he may not live for a few more years.

Every time he thinks about this moment, he feels a little reluctant to give up.

Ye Qingcang was a straight man and would not say anything against his will to comfort Feng Quji, so he said with a smile: "Then work hard to live a few more years. His Highness the Ninth Prince's overthrow of the barbarians may be just the beginning."

Feng Quji laughed: "That's right, I have to work harder."

Not just them, all the ministers in the Xuanzheng Palace gathered together in twos and threes and whispered, with joy and pride on everyone's face.

After a moment, Gao Dali's voice came.

"His Majesty is here!"

The ministers quickly knelt down to pay homage. Emperor Qianwu sat high on the dragon throne and said calmly: "Everyone loves you."

The ministers stood up and saw that Emperor Qianwu was radiant and his brows were full of joy.

He knew that all the ministers knew that the Barbarian King was being escorted back to the capital, so he did not say any nonsense and directly issued an order: "Bring the Barbarian King to the palace."

"Bring the Barbarian King to meet His Majesty!"

With a shout, all the ministers turned their heads and looked outside the hall.

There was an angry shout outside the hall.

"Let go of me!"

"This king will go by himself!"

"..."

While talking, the Barbarian King entered the hall.

He suffered too many humiliations along the way from Nanman to the capital. He knew that no one could change his fate and that he would inevitably die. Now he has accepted it calmly.

So he has nothing to fear now.

He also wanted to meet Emperor Qianwu and see what the man who gave birth to a genius like Li Changfeng looked like.

Although he was in shackles, his eyes were bright and his waist was straight, looking directly at Emperor Qianwu.

As the leader of the same country, he didn't want to lose his momentum, even if he was imprisoned.

Emperor Qianwu was looking at him condescendingly.

Their eyes collided in the air, one proud, the other unwilling.

Seeing that King Man dared to look at Emperor Qianwu, the guard behind him shouted coldly: "When you see Your Majesty, why don't you kneel down and pay homage?"

King Man stared at Emperor Qianwu and said proudly: "You and I are both the masters of the same country, why should I worship you?"

Emperor Qianwu narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Ye Qingcang was impatient and immediately scolded: "How can the leader of the mourning country be compared with my Majesty the Emperor of Daqian?"

Other ministers also reprimanded him. "Don't forget that you are a prisoner now!"

"You need to figure out your identity!"

"Are you impatient to live?"

"..."

However, the Barbarian King still looked unconvinced.

The guard next to him was furious and kicked his hind leg. Unprepared, the Barbarian King fell to his knees and was about to struggle to get up, but two guards held his shoulders down and prevented him from moving.

"I don't accept it! I just don't accept it! Why should I kneel down and worship you!?"

The Barbarian King gritted his teeth and struggled hard.

Emperor Qianwu said in an indifferent tone: "Let him go."

The guard let go, and the Barbarian King stood up in a flash.

Emperor Qianwu said calmly: "Why don't you accept it?"

King Barbarian slowly walked towards Emperor Qianwu and said with a groan: "Do you think it's your ability that makes Daqian what he is today? Do you think it's your contribution? Wrong!"

Having said this, the Barbarian King took a deep breath and his tone suddenly became much louder.

"Wrong! This has nothing to do with you! All this is because of Li Changfeng. Without him, Da Gan would still be the weak Da Gan, and you would still be the useless emperor! Without Li Changfeng, there would be no Da Gan today!"

Finally, the Barbarian King glared at Emperor Qianwu bitterly and shouted loudly.

"Don't you dare to say otherwise?!"

In an instant, the entire hall became audible.

Li Chengye, who originally regarded himself as a transparent person, suddenly shone with light at this moment, and then hid it again, raising his head to secretly observe Emperor Qianwu's expression.

Emperor Qianwu's face was as gloomy as water and extremely ugly.

Li Chengye was secretly happy.

well said!
Well said!

My father has been very strong all his life and never thought that he was inferior to anyone. King Man's words will definitely make his father have many problems with Li Changfeng.

Daqian officials would not dare to say this kind of thing, and it would be useless if they did. It would only be regarded as jealousy of Li Changfeng for instigating the relationship between father and son.

But the Barbarian King has a special status, and saying such words must have greatly stimulated Emperor Qianwu.

Other civil and military officials also had this idea and carefully observed Emperor Qianwu's expression.

Feng Quji's thoughts suddenly changed and he glared at the Barbarian King and scolded him.

"It's simply ridiculous! Li Changfeng is His Majesty's prince. Without Your Majesty, where would Li Changfeng be? Without Your Majesty's support, how could Li Changfeng display his talents? Without His Majesty's broad mind, how could Li Changfeng command the most powerful army in Dagan? No His Majesty……"

Before Feng Quji finished speaking, he was interrupted by Emperor Qianwu raising his hand.

"Feng Aiqing."

"His Majesty……"

Feng Quji was afraid that Emperor Qianwu had fallen into the barbarian king's plan to alienate him, so he wanted to say something else, but Emperor Qianwu sneered and said, "How could I not see such a low-grade alienation method?"

After saying that, Emperor Qianwu stood up and looked down at the Barbarian King with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of disdain.

"The reason why I am angry is because at this time, the Barbarian King still wants to sow discord between me and Changfeng, and underestimates my broadmindedness."

The Barbarian King snorted and stopped talking.

He did have such thoughts, and this was the only thing he could do before he died.

Emperor Qianwu smiled coldly.

"Don't forget, Changfeng is my royal son. A son strives for success. A father can only be proud, how can he be jealous?"

(End of this chapter)