"The common people only want to kill the enemy and serve the country, but now they are disabled and cannot hold a bow and arrow, so the common people want to make bows and arrows so that others can kill the enemies. In this way, the common people have fulfilled their wish," he said.

The emperor nodded with relief.

"I will appoint you as the military leader of the Imperial Domain and the Military Supervisor of Gongnuyuan." He said. [Note 1]

As soon as these words came out, there was a gasp in the hall.

If it was said that the speed at which Liu Lang was promoted at the city gate just now was quite high, compared with now, even the military attachés present were a little uneasy.

"Your Majesty, would you like to discuss this with the Secretary of State?" An official stood up and said.

The emperor's face darkened.

"Have you agreed on the Northwest War?" He asked without answering.

The court official choked and had to retreat.

Anyway, although the official title is high, in fact, he only goes to the Gongnuyuan to supervise the production of crossbows, that's all, he is just a craftsman.

Buying bones with a thousand gold coins to encourage more people to contribute ideas and materials for the great benefit of the country has been used since ancient times, and it is also a normal thing in the past.

Fan Jianglin kowtowed and thanked him.

"The brother who made the horseshoes is also your brother?" the emperor thought of something and asked.

Fan Jianglin responded yes.

"At that time, my sister sent seven of us to the battlefield and said that each of us would be given a skill based on our strengths and preferences. My fourth brother was good at raising horses, so my sister taught me the skills of horseshoeing. Now that I am disabled, my sister gave me a skill.

Another way to kill the enemy." He said.

As soon as these words came out, the emperor's face suddenly changed, and the faces of the people in the hall also changed in response.

Jiang Wenyuan is finished.

Gao Lingbo closed his eyes slightly, feeling a little dizzy.

From the lethality of bows and crossbows to the ease and cost of making them, knives were thrown out one after another, until the last and sharpest one pierced the emperor's heart.

The seven brothers are each given a skill based on their strengths and preferences. Two of them have already chosen the enemy-killing skill that suits them, and both of them can be called military and national weapons. So what if the remaining five are good at what they like?

What amazing skills did you get?

No one knows anymore, because those five people are dead, they no longer have the skills and will no longer express their preferences...

It’s a mistake for the country.

This is what is wronging the country.

Whenever I think of this, I will think of these five people. When I think of these five people, I will think of their death. When I think of their death, the emperor will think of this incident.

The accumulation of thoughts day by day made Jiang Wenyuan unable to stay in the northwest anymore, and he could never hope to settle in the emperor's heart for the rest of his life.

Okay, okay, what a ruthless Jiangzhou fool!

Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation, but I didn't expect that there are still people who can surpass God's calculation.

"Master, Master."

At this time, in the Chen family, Chen Shao, who was sitting in the courtyard playing chess and having tea with his father, was interrupted by a boy playing chess.

The young man didn't know what happened in the palace, but what happened in front of the city gate was visible to everyone, and the young man told it with excitement.

Chen Shao was surprised when he heard this. He waved the boy away, and Old Master Chen dropped the chess piece in his hand.

"Jiang Wenyuan is finished." He said, looking at Chen Shao and smiling meaningfully, "It turns out that she is really helping you."

Chen Shao nodded, his expression still a little surprised, a little surprised and a little sad.

"It turns out that she asked me to urge the emperor to award the reward in order to express gratitude to the emperor as a gift." He said slowly, "It was precisely because of this gift that everything changed."

Divine arm bow!

What a killer!

"What are you worried about? What's there to worry about? It doesn't matter if you anger the emperor. It doesn't matter if your reputation is taboo and disgusted by the emperor. It turns out that's not what she relies on at all." He shook his head and sighed, "It turns out that what she relies on is strength. Really.

What makes people unable to refuse is not the illusory benefits of the magic of gods."

With a mediocre status and no family to rely on, the reputation he has established is like a castle in the air, but what if under this reputation are solid achievements that benefit the country?

"I can't see through it, I can't see through it," Chen Shao murmured.

Before he finished speaking, he heard another voice from outside the door.

"Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master." Two young men ran in and kowtowed.

Congratulations? It's appropriate for the emperor to say congratulations at this time, but what's the gratification for Chen Shao who has resigned and is staying at home?

"Sir, the eighteenth lady presented a book and was praised highly by the emperor. She has been granted the title of imperial concubine. Please grant the eldest prince a letter." The boy kowtowed and shouted.

What?

Chen Shao stood up in surprise, and even Mr. Chen could not conceal his surprise.

At the banquet in the palace, Chen Shiba Niang was kowtowing and thanking her. Under the admiration of countless eyes, she turned around and held the edict given by the emperor in her hand.

Although I have dreamed about it many times, when it comes true, I can never dream of that kind of feeling and emotion.

Chen Shiba Niang walked down slowly. She didn't know if her expression was still the same, but her eyes were already a little gleaming and she couldn't see the road clearly. However, she raised her head and walked steadily.

"Today is my happiest day. This is the day when I have received the largest number of birthday gifts."

The emperor on the throne smiled and raised his wine glass.

Suddenly, the hall was filled with shouts of long live the mountains, palace music was playing, dancers were dancing, colorful ribbons and clouds were flying, making it feel like a fairyland on earth.

It was quiet in the remote Qingwang Palace, and the excitement there could not be heard at all.

Prince Jin'an and Prince Qing also held a banquet, because Prince Qing was stupid and rarely brought it in front of people, let alone bothering the emperor on such occasions.

"Come, try this." Prince Jin'an said, feeding a mouthful of tea soup to Prince Qing.

Prince Qing grabbed the mutton with one hand and ate it happily, but he avoided it unhappily.

"Be careful of choking." King Jin'an persuaded patiently, and finally fed half a cup, and then looked at the servant standing in front of him, "So, three of them actually got the reward? It seems that your Majesty had a really good birthday.

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The waiter smiled and nodded in response.

Prince Jin'an smiled slightly.

"Just be happy," he said.

The waiter lowered his head and retreated, looking at the young man who was sitting leaning in the room, holding up a gold cup and drinking slowly, and closed the door.

At this time, pedestrians on the road outside the capital could not help but look curiously at a new tomb in the wasteland not far away. There stood a girl carrying a basket, and a woman wearing a cloak was sitting on the ground.

The autumn air was crisp, and the sun shone through the branches and leaves mottled on the woman's body, blurring her description.

Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand to support a tombstone. There were chisels and other tools for carving tombstones scattered around her feet. After a while, she picked up the chisel and hammer and began to slowly tap on the tombstone.

"Fan Shitou."

"Xu Maoxiu"

"Xu Layue"

"Fan San Chou"

"Xu Bangchui"

My sister is here to erect a monument and inscribe your names.

The new tomb, the ancient locust trees, the standing maids, and the charming lady sitting on the ground formed a picture of a wild scene, which stunned the few scholars who passed by the roadside.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman is holding a hammer and chisel. It would be perfect if she could be used to play the harp." One murmured.

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Chapter completed!