He reached out and picked it up, ready to take a sip.

But suddenly he remembered the bowl of nourishing medicinal soup that Qin Huairou drank for himself during breakfast.

In this era, people didn’t know the antidote effect of tea, but he knew about it. After thinking about it, he still let it go.

"My dear friends, I appreciate your kindness. I will definitely taste it after lunch."

"Let's talk about business now." He said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up and they became energetic: "Yes!"

"Your Majesty, Dong Zhuo is dead. The imperial court should seize the opportunity to appoint a new man to take over Kyushu!"

"That's right, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Lu Zhuang and others took advantage of the chaos to rise up, but without the imperial court's canonization, they could never gain a firm foothold!"

"..."

A large number of ministers suggested taking immediate action to take over Kyushu.

Zhou Jian glanced at Horn, who remained silent.

"Huo Aiqing, why don't you speak?"

When Horn was called, he stood up and said worriedly: "Dong Zhuo's death is a good thing, but I feel that the matter is far from that simple."

Zhou Jian's eyes lit up, but the courtiers were suspicious.

"Kyushu is a big piece of fat, everyone is greedy for it."

"Dong Zhuo died at the hands of His Majesty again. I'm afraid his old troops will not give up easily."

"So, if we take over directly by force, the old ministers are afraid of fighting with each other!"

Sima Ping and others also said one after another: "The Prime Minister is right. This is a great victory, but it is not yet to the point of taking back Kyushu."

"If you act too hastily, you may cause trouble."

After hearing this, Zhou Jian smiled happily. The imperial cabinet still had a good vision and knew the relationship.

"Everyone, we really can't rush things in Kyushu."

"I already have a plan, but it is confidential and cannot be widely announced for the time being."

"But I cannot bear the charge of killing Dong Zhuo." He smiled like a thief.

Suddenly, the officials below cast glances.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

"Hey, Dong Zhuo has an adopted son named Lu Zhuang. Are you familiar with this?" Zhou Jian raised his eyebrows.

"I've heard that he is a fierce general." Qin Zhen nodded.

Another person said: "Dong Zhuo's most proud adopted son can be called his right-hand man."

"The Kyushu Army, the one with the highest reputation."

Zhou Jian stroked the dragon chair and said, "Yes, it's him. If a wise man doesn't tell secrets, I will take his head!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Dong Zhuo is dead. He responded to his call and gathered the army to fight against me. Humph, you are such a weakling, and you are so arrogant!"

Zhou Jian was unhappy: "How can I do what he wants?"

Qin Zhen's eyes lit up and he said, "Your Majesty, do you want to issue an imperial edict to deprive him of his military power and deny his legitimacy?"

Zhou Jian shook his head.

Sima Ping narrowed his eyes and said: "Then your Majesty wants to tell the world that Dong Zhuo was killed by Lu Zhuang, so as to ruin his reputation and prevent him from gathering an army."

Everyone looked like they suddenly realized that this was a good idea.

But the next second, Zhou Jian still shook his head.

Suddenly, everyone was dumbfounded and confused. What did His Majesty want to do?

Horn tentatively spoke: "Your Majesty, please make it clear that we are waiting."

Zhou Jian's eyes gradually focused, sharp and powerful!

He clenched his fists and smiled meaningfully at the corners of his mouth.

"I will... make him the new Admiral of the Nine Provinces. Not only that, but I will also give him a great title. Let's call him Marquis Longzhong!"

As soon as these words came out, the court stirred up a storm.

Everyone looked shocked and didn't even react.

"What?!"

"The new Admiral of Kyushu, will he also be granted the title of Marquis?"

"Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

"It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate!"
Chapter completed!