In Zhao Mansion, the courtyard was filled with the sound of warblers and swallows, and the two sisters Wang Yanning and Wang Xi were pulping laundry.

The two sisters both have the appearance of a country and a city, one is delicate and the other is heroic, at this moment the two sisters are talking to each other, whispering, and don't know what to say.

The next moment, Wang Yan's pretty face was embarrassed and her red lips bit lightly, her beautiful eyes frowned and kept glancing at Zhao Wujiang, and at the same time, she was ashamed and angry to pinch Wang Xi's little waist.

Sisters frolicking, beautiful scenery.

Zhao Wujiang could see this scene clearly while sitting in the rocking chair.

It would be nice if it was so peaceful all the time...... Zhao Wujiang's feet shook lightly, his hands held his head and looked at the sky, the sky was blue, and there were a few white clouds.

When the time comes, Mei Niang will also join the big family, and the three women Yingying Yanyan, think about it...

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were full of good daylight, he touched his chin, one, three, five, two sisters, two, four, six, Wu Meiniang, weekend off... Let's go together.

It's still not right, as the saying goes, three women in one play, will they fight for me? Hiss... It makes sense, should I take precautions and add more bricks and tiles to the Zhao family, if there are more sisters, wouldn't it be more harmonious?

When it's time to play some small games, what eagles eat chickens... Phew, catching chickens and stuff like that, how much fun is it...... The corners of Zhao Wujiang's mouth raised a long-lost smile, and the haze dissipated a lot.

"Zhao Lang?"

"Zhao Lang!"

"Zhao Wujiang!"

Wang Yanning roared three times in a row, and walked towards Zhao Wujiang aggrievedly.

"Huh?" Zhao Wujiang came back to his senses.

"Xi'er just relied on the profundity of martial arts cultivation to bully me powerlessly, don't you care?" Wang Yanning's face was slightly disgusted, and there were all kinds of amorous feelings.

Wang Xi clasped his hands to his chest, and his pretty face was full of expressions of you can do this.

Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly, grabbed Wang Yanning's weak and boneless waist, and softly relieved:

"Don't worry, I'm in charge of you!"

Wang Yan buried his head in Zhao Wujiang's arms, and the corners of his mouth raised a little smugness.

Zhao Wujiang slowly walked towards Wang Xi with Wang Yanning in his arms, and said angrily, "You actually bullied my sister, let's say, what kind of punishment do you want to accept?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Yanning broke free from Zhao Wujiang's embrace, and Wang Xi also changed his face and turned into shy and proud.

The two sisters grabbed Zhao Wujiang and dragged him into the house.

it, it's counted...... Zhao Wujiang shouted in his heart, and then, with a "bang", the door closed, and the sound of tearing clothes came out.

......

At noon, after Zhao Wujiang had a beautiful dinner, he still didn't want to rush to the secretary province.

As soon as he entered the secretary province, the officials in the palace all respectfully called Zhao Wujiang a Zhao Zun.

Today's secretary province is different from the past, and all the officials and officials in it are all from Zhao Wujiang and Wang Yifang.

He walked through the four library pavilions, and Zhang Lindao, a Taoist from the rivers and lakes, was still buried in the sea of books, and was still studying the manuscripts that Zhao Wujiang had lent him.

For a warlock, the manuscripts left by Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang are rich treasures that are pouring into the sky, and Zhang Lindao is fascinated and specializes in them day and night.

Zhao Wujiang stepped into the Huguo Fang with a familiar car, and the Huguo Fang was in full swing preparing something at the moment.

The old servant of the Wei family has already told Zhao Wujiang's achievements in the Zhaoling Tomb to the people in the Huguo Fang, and sure enough, it caused a sensation, and now he sees Zhao Wujiang again, and the honorific titles are endless.

"Zhao Zun!" An old man wearing the official uniform of Shangshu Province walked quickly, his eyes were excited.

"Mo Yuanji, see Zhao Zun."

Mo Yuanji is the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, he is the heir of the Mo family, and he is the shadow son of Huguofang.

Now that Zhao Wujiang has dedicated a hundred refining divine machines, it has caused a sensation among the older generation, and they have jumped out to study it, and he has also rushed back excitedly to participate in the process of forging divine machines together.

After more than ten generations of pursuit, they finally achieved results with the help of Zhao Wujiang, and saw the treasure left by their ancestors, and at this moment, in their hearts, Zhao Wujiang was not only their boss, but also their benefactor. qs

Zhao Wujiang bowed.

"Zhao Zun, we have a large number of craftsmen, and after rushing overnight, more than a dozen Hundred Refining Divine Machines have been forged, and we are now on our way to various paths.

The dead soldiers of the staff you asked for the help of hundreds of officials have also set out, and it will not be long before the internal troubles of the various realms will be cleared." Mo Yuanji looked excited.

Zhao Wujiang nodded, and asked again, "How is the border war now?"

Mo Yuanji said loudly:

"Yesterday, the six ministries participated in the meeting, and the secretary of the military department once said that Lord Li Tao had arrived in the Tianshan Mountains and was joining forces with General Xue Rengui.

Lord Liu Renliang also rushed to the northeastern border of the Tang Dynasty and was preparing for a specific war with Goguryeo with Shi Zhang Weimin."

Speaking of this, the admiration in the eyes of Mo Yuanji, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, became more and more intense, whether it was Liu Renliang or Zhang Weimin, it was Zhao Wujiang's insightful eyes.

Liu Renliang was recommended to the emperor by Zhao Wujiang, and Zhang Weimin was Zhao Wujiang's protégé.

"What about the heirs of the soldiers sent by the hundred officials?" Zhao Wujiang asked in a deep voice.

"After training them according to your orders, the military department is now rushing to the border. It's just—" Mo Yuanji was stumbling.

"Just what?"

"It's just that there are very few heirs... Most of them are government soldiers..."

"Humph!" Zhao Wujiang snorted coldly, he could understand the heartache of these officials for their own heirs, but he would not let these noble heirs sing and dance in Chang'an.

When I implement the new policy, I want to change the current style of obscurity!

The Ministry of Industry is still in the book, and Mo Yuanji is silent.

Zhao Wujiang stood with his hands in his hands: "Okay, take me to see Brother Wang."

Mo Yuanji said yes, and a third-grade senior officer respectfully led the way in front.

......

At night, thousands of homes are lit up.

Xu Jingzong's mansion, a group of officials gathered.

Xu Jingzong did not sit on the main seat, he sat on the lower seat with a respectful expression, and beside him was Hou Shanye and others of Dali Temple.

The long wind howled and filled the house, and Yuan Tiangang's figure appeared on the main seat.

"See the Lord!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

Yuan Tiangang's face was pale, and his eyes were tired except for madness.

During this period of time, his luck to kill Li Zhi, the desperate blow of the great eunuch Wen Yong, Zhao Wujiang's amazing thaumaturgy, and Li Chunfeng's strong oppression with a bronze lamp all made him injured and injured, and now he has reached a state where it is difficult to heal himself in a short time.

Xu Jingzong lowered his eyebrows, his heart was worried, Zhaoling was destroyed, he was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, although it was none of his business, but Zhao Wujiang had already let go of the words, and if something went wrong, it was his Xu Jingzong's pot.

Let me bear the mistakes made by the Lord, I am really ....... Xu Jingzong slandered, but he didn't dare to reveal his emotions.

"Xu Jingzong!" Yuan Tiangang said in a deep voice:

"Look up and look at me."

Xu Jingzong was worried in his heart, could it be that his dissident matter was known by the Lord? Has good karma betrayed me?

He raised his head slowly, but his eyes were lowered, and he didn't dare to look directly into Yuan Tiangang's eyes.

"Bring it!" Yuan Tiangang has a big hand in the depths, and his face is as powerful as the sea, which is beyond doubt.

Xu Jingzong trembled and doubted in his heart:

"The villain doesn't know what the Lord says?"

"Tianshui!" Yuan Tiangang said in a deep voice, when he left Zhaoling, he felt the breath that made him throb on Xu Jingzong.

Xu Jingzong buried his head, his eyes flashed a trace of gloom, and then his face turned into apprehension, and he took out a jade bottle from his arms, and inside the bottle was a crystal clear droplet:

"Is this what the Lord said?"

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