Chapter 218 Power of the Nation
According to Zhao Wujiang's instructions, Lin Ruhai, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, distributed the Bigu pills one by one, and the distribution was completed soon, and there were only a few Bigu pills left in the pill bottle.

The officials who got the Bigu Pill were happy, while the officials who did not submit the documents were sad.

Seeing that the Bigu Pill had bottomed out, some courtiers couldn't help but ask: "Lord Zhao, can I get a pill now that I'm submitting the papers?"

"Yes." Zhao Wujiang nodded indifferently: "But I can only get half of it, more than enough for a day or two."

"Those colleagues are all one, why is there only half of us here?" Someone frowned and said in a voice full of resentment.

"Eat meat early and drink soup late, you don't understand this truth, do you?
They took the lead in submitting papers, wanting to do their best for the country and eliminate harm for the people, but you are still waiting and watching. Isn't this your own choice?Has this officer ever scolded and ridiculed you for such a choice?no?

Now there are not many bigu pills left, and you who come later can only exchange for half of them!
You can choose not to change, this is also your choice. "

Zhao Wujiang covered his sleeves with both hands, expressionless.

The person who questioned was stunned, his expression was not good.

"Master Zhao is right, if you don't change it, I will change it!"

A loud shout came out, and Feng You, Minister of the Ministry of War, stood up with his head held high.

"Feng You, don't you already have it? Why are you here to join in the fun?" Someone shouted angrily.

"This official wants to eliminate harm for the people, what's wrong?" Feng You, Minister of the Ministry of War, scorned the person who spoke, and said slowly:
"There are quite a few fourth-rank warriors in my government, and I am willing to send more to the Tang Dynasty to help resolve the chaos. If you are not convinced, you can submit a letter and send one or two."

"Feng You, your ministers and Zhao Wujiang wear the same pair of pants, do you think we can't see it?" Xu Jingzong said in a low voice with a cold face.

Lin Ruhai, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, stuffed all the remaining Bigu Pills into the arms of Feng You, Minister of the Ministry of War, and said with a cold snort:

"Xu Jingzong, Mr. Zhao is the order of the Minister. What is your identity? You dare to call Mr. Zhao by his full name. Could it be that you want to commit a crime?"

Xu Jingzong flicked his sleeves, his face was ugly, and he didn't say another word.

The rest of the officials who wanted Bigu pills sighed, and looked at Feng You, Minister of the Ministry of War, to take all the remaining pills for themselves, envious and jealous.

Those who fight for the country and eliminate harm for the people, in addition to the longevity pill promised by Zhao Wujiang, and the Bigu pill, also stand invisibly in a faction of Zhao Wujiang.

"Boom!"

The bell rang through the mourning hall, and after three bells, the national mourning officially began.

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice:

"Within three days, anyone who submits a document and agrees to contribute, my promise of Zhao Wujiang's longevity pill is still valid!

Regardless of whether it is the soldiers of the heirs or the dead soldiers of the staff, their achievements will also be counted on your heads.

The official has already supervised the creation of a hundred official records in the Secretary's province to record your achievements, and has also discussed with the Empress Wu Prince. On the day of peace, rewards will be given based on merit.

The power, fame and fortune you want will be realized one by one as I said, now you just need to work together for the country and the people.

As I said yesterday, you can keep silent, but the trend of rectifying the government has already begun, serving the country and the people will be the general trend, and eating a vegetarian meal with a corpse will harm others and yourself. "

"Colleagues, please keep in mind that today is not Yonghui, but Xianqing!" Wang Yifang slowly walked out from the crowd, his eyes were full of anger, his hair was mostly gray, and he said slowly:
"Serving the country and the people is the duty of everyone. Mr. Zhao has reminded you several times, and now it is even more beneficial to each other. Isn't it for the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty?

Now that there are internal and external troubles, if we don't work together at this moment, the Tang Dynasty will be overthrown, and you and I will die together! "

There was silence in front of the mourning hall, except for Wang Yifang's sonorous and forceful words.

He understood Zhao Wujiang's thoughts, now that there are wars outside and disasters inside, Zhao Wujiang wants to use the strength of his officials to tide over this difficulty, so he made the promises yesterday.

When the wind and rain are precarious, most people are still sleeping and need someone to wake them up.

"Boom!"

The morning bell rang again, trying to wake up the sleeping people.

There was an old man walking outside the hall, wearing armor, all the officials stared wide-eyed, the person who came was Prime Minister Li Ji, why was he wearing armor?
Li Ji's beard and hair were white, and his old face, which was always accompanied by a smile, was solemn and murderous. He walked fast and fast, showing no sign of his usual old age.

He walked to the front of the hall, knelt down on the futon, and the iron armor shook and rattled.

"Old minister Li Ji, farewell to the emperor!
Now that the chaos in Huihe has not yet been resolved, the old minister has asked Empress Wu for permission to rush to the rescue of General Xue!
The march is in a hurry, don't blame my emperor! "

Li Ji kowtowed, then got up, straightened his helmet, and walked away again, he never looked at anyone from the beginning to the end.

The ministers were boiling and talking about it.

"Li Xiangguo wants to conquer the northern border?"

"Can he still carry a knife and mount a horse?"

"Why did the old man suddenly have such an idea?"

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Feng You, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, frowned in the crowd, but he didn't receive any news.

He clenched the pill tightly in his hand, looked at the gray sky outside the hall, then quickly ran towards Li Ji, and disappeared in front of the hall.

Zhao Wujiang lowered his eyebrows. After he talked about this with Li Ji yesterday, the old fox Li Ji had already finished his preparations last night and set off today.

Every time a veteran takes up his sword again, Zhao Wujiang always laments that Datang's current talent is withered.

Now is not the Zhenguan period, nor is it the prosperous Kaiyuan Tianbao. The younger generation of the Tang Dynasty in Yonghui these years seems to have withered away.

"Boom!"

The third morning bell rang, all officials were silent, and the national funeral began.

Looking around, there is no leaning on the red and green, only a vast expanse of plain white.

All the way to the west, you can see green water and green mountains to the desert.

This oasis is hard to find, and the world calls it Shi Da.

In Shi Da's foreign country, the Great Tang army stationed in the west, Su Ding, the army god of the Great Tang, looked dignified, and the stalemate had been going on for some time.

It has been difficult to siege a city since ancient times, let alone the city of this country.

Shi Da country is small, but when turned into a city, it is a giant.

"Ashina Helu, if you surrender, I will promise you a lot! Moreover, the Tang Dynasty will also make you king, and you will also have a new territory!"

Su Dingfang waved the reins of the horse. He had personally persuaded him to surrender for a few days, but except for seeing Ashina Helu on the first day, he never saw him again.

"boom!"

Something fell from the city wall and fell to the ground, raising dust and blood.

Su Dingfang narrowed his eyes slightly, and clenched his spear tightly. The blood that fell was the leader of the Western Turks, Ashina Helu, whom he had always wanted to capture.

A figure slowly appeared on the city wall. The person who came was a foreigner, with a high nose and deep eyes, a well-defined face, and a white scarf on his head.

He said in broken Tang dialect: "Ashi Nahelu is dead, friends of Datang, you can retreat."

"What the old man wants is to be alive!" Su Dingfang's eyes were full of anger. He recognized at a glance that this person is not from Shi Daguo, but should come from the farther west. Now that Ashina Helu is dead, the mission entrusted to him by the emperor has failed
"Don't you just want to catch him?" The foreign man said with a smile, "Is this what you all want too?"

He slowly raised a piece of drawing paper, which was obtained from the torture of Ashina Horu, and was drawn by their artist based on Ashina Horu's dictation.

Su Ding's expression darkened: "Your Excellency is not from Shi Daguo, where did you come from?"

The foreign man thought for a while:
"Ala. I don't know how to say it in Tang dialect, but Ashina Helu confessed that this treasure should be in your Datang. Friends of Datang, we will definitely see you again."

Arasu Dingfang frowned, his eyes fixed on the drawing paper in the foreign man's hand.

(End of this chapter)

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