Yonghui has passed, and the beginning of the celebration has arrived.

Stepping into the new year, Xiao Miaomiao has grown up by one year.

She wrapped herself tightly in her newly purchased futon, wrapping herself in a ball.

When the new year came, she was a little annoyed, she didn't seem to have grown taller, and she still couldn't reach the books in the higher part of the secretary's provincial library.

Tomorrow is Shangyuan, and the master promised her to see the lanterns.

At this moment, there are big doubts in her little head, these few nights, she can always faintly hear Wang Yanning's big sister begging for mercy, she is very puzzled, why the master always bullies Wang Yanning's big sister.

The wind was whistling outside the window, Xiao Miaomiao gradually fell asleep, dreaming of the bustling crowd, dreaming of herds of cattle and sheep, dreaming of the former friends in the slums, and dreaming that she was finally able to help her master when she grew up.

......

Three provinces and six ministries, born on the basis of the three princes and nine kings of the Sui Dynasty, were perfected in the Tang Dynasty.

The three provinces, the three provinces of Shangshu under the Zhongshu Gate, the Zhongshu Province is responsible for the drafting of decisions, the Menxia Province is responsible for auditing, and the Shangshu Province is responsible for implementation, that is, the Shangshu Province is the actual power enforcement department.

The six departments belong to the six departments of Shangshu Province, and the officials and soldiers are criminal.

The Ministry of Officials is in charge of the assessment and promotion of officials, the Ministry of Household is in charge of finance, the Ministry of Rites is in charge of the ceremonial examination, the Ministry of War is in charge of military registration and military orders, the Criminal Department is in charge of judicial prisons, and the Ministry of War is in charge of project construction.

Therefore, the high power of the position of the six Shangshu can be seen, and you can also get a glimpse of the leopard in the tube, and you can get a glimpse of the power of the eldest grandson Wuji.

This is also the reason why the forces behind Xu Jingzong wanted to send Xu Jingzong to the sixth department of Shangshu Province.

Now that the eldest grandson Wuji has fallen, Zhao Wujiang must hold the six parts in his hands, so as not to fall into the hands of thieves.

Yesterday, he directly edited the trajectory of his life, and the powerful system implanted the memory into the minds of the five Shangshu, and after the editing was successful, the system gave him a reward as usual, Qi Luck Value and Cultivation Empowerment.

Now his luck value is about to reach three thousand, and it is increasing all the time.

The effectiveness of the cultivation empowerment has decreased a lot, mainly because the cultivation has reached the transcendental, and the ascension brought by each empowerment is not so obvious, but it has also reached the level of the middle and upper level of the transcendent realm.

At the moment, he was in the time of a sage, and his mind was constantly thinking.

A slender jade hand quietly caressed his cheek, and at the same time, the delicate body came up again, it was the "awakened" Wang Yanning.

"It's late, let's rest early." Zhao Wujiang has strengths, and was captured by Wang Yanning's other hand.

Wang Yanning was charming, and his pretty face was coquettish: "But it doesn't seem to think like this."

"I'll tell you a story." Zhao Wujiang said suddenly.

Hearing that Zhao Wujiang was going to tell a story, Wang Yanning's cheeks flushed, and he remembered the story that Zhao Wujiang told about returning to Zhao.

"You say, I'll listen." She kept her hands on her and said delicately.

"The name of the story is "The Woman Under the Mountain is a Tiger"" Zhao Wujiang's sword was unsheathed and was held in Wang Yanning's hand, and he slowly opened his mouth and told it eloquently.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk and a young monk in the temple.

The little monk fetched water for the old monk to drink every day, but one day, the water source on the mountain dried up, and the little monk wanted to go down the mountain to fetch water for the old monk.

But the old monk told him that it was dangerous to go down the mountain, and that the woman who came down the mountain was a tiger and would eat him."

"And then?" Wang Yanning listened carefully and buried his head in Zhao Wujiang's arms.

Then the little monk was very puzzled and asked the old monk, "Master, why is the woman under the mountain a tiger?"

The old monk explained to him, and the little monk understood, and he asked, "Master, what is the woman on the mountain?"

Guess what the old monk said?"

Wang Yanning was puzzled, the woman under the mountain is a tiger, so what will be on the mountain?

......

At noon on the second day.

The mansion of the Ministry of War, the lanterns are colorful, and the banquet is full of three-grade members of the Tang Dynasty Bureau.

Five scholars, one secretary and supervisor.

Yesterday, Zhao Wujiang edited the trajectory of his life, and the memory took root in the hearts of the five Shangshu, and today he rested, so he took advantage of this time to invite Zhao Wujiang to a banquet in the Ministry of War.

So in the end, it was decided to get together at the mansion of the military department.

During the banquet, the cups were pushed and changed, and several people didn't talk about business, but chatted about some poetry and songs, and they were happy.

Xiao Miaomiao also participated in the luncheon, playing with several heirs of Shangshu, running wildly in the mansion, several servants followed behind them, and kept shouting from the third young master, the little ancestor, and the eldest lady.

After three rounds of drinking, the military department Shangshu, who was more than half a hundred years old, had a ruddy face, and poured a full glass of wine for himself and Zhao Wujiang, he raised his glass and said in a deep voice:

"Lord Zhao, this official can't stand you!"

He drank all the wine in the cup, poured himself another full glass, took a deep breath and continued: "The matter of the Eastern Crusade, this official turned a blind eye, it was purely helpless."

"Alas, Lord Zhao, don't be surprised." Hubu Shangshu also saluted Zhao Wujiang with a cup and sighed:

"When you enter the court as an official, how can you not bow your head? The power of the eldest grandson, even the emperor has to salute three points, and it is difficult for us to wait."

Although they are in the same faction as the eldest grandson Wuji and are ordered by the eldest grandson Wuji, now that the eldest grandson Wuji has fallen, they have nothing to fear.

Zhao Wujiang didn't speak, raised a glass of wine, and drank it all.

Seeing this, the secretary of the military department breathed a sigh of relief, among the people present about the Eastern Expedition, he was the most involved, and he was also the most afraid of Zhao Wujiang settling accounts.

"What is atmosphere?" The official Shangshu also drank a cup and said with a smile:

"Lord Zhao has a big heart, this is called atmosphere! Come, Lao Feng, I will give Lord Zhao another drink."

The military department Shangshu nodded hurriedly: "That's that."

He added another glass of wine to Zhao Wujiang, and his smile relaxed a lot.

"Lord Zhao doesn't care about his past suspicions, let the old man be ashamed, this is a treasure specially prepared for Lord Zhao, and I hope Lord Zhao will accept it."

Bingbu Shangshu took out a palm-sized wooden box, put it on the table and pushed it to Zhao Wujiang.

Originally, he wanted to give away poems, calligraphy and paintings, etc., but when he thought that Zhao Wujiang was a poet and a brilliant writer, he would definitely not be able to take it out, send weapons Zhao Wujiang is also a martial arts master, and the equipment of the military department is estimated to be unfavorable, send some precious pills Zhao Wujiang is a person with superb medical skills, and there is no shortage of pills.

Just when he was in trouble, he thought of the Ministry of Industry, which is generally engaged in water conservancy and other projects, and often encounters some rare gadgets, so he looked for the Ministry of Industry's book in exchange for this thing.

Zhao Wujiang picked up the wooden box and started it heavily, the palm-sized wooden box was even heavier than the same size of pure gold and iron.

"It is said that it has been handed down from the pre-Qin period to this day." The military department Shangshu smiled and said, "It can withstand hundreds of years of immortality, and this thing is also extraordinary."

Zhao Wujiang slowly opened the wooden box, and inside was the familiar bronze lining, and a delicate bronze tripod appeared in front of him.

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