I couldn't figure out what was wrong with the prime minister today. This was the first time in these years that I saw Mr. Pan, who always had a kind smile on his face, get angry.
The impression is that this prime minister was pushed to the position by the previous prime minister. He himself does not have much foundation and backing. Although he has the position of prime minister, he does not have the power of a prime minister. The outside world even jokingly calls him the bench prime minister. He sits on the bench and does not say a word during meetings. His greatest achievement is probably that he suppressed the pro-war faction and did not completely turn against the reincarnated person, but adopted a conciliatory policy.
Thus he gained the reputation of being the Lord Guardian of the City, but he still lacked majesty.
For a leader of a place, it is not enough to be kind. Especially in this turbulent era, people are more eager for a leader as iron-blooded as a flying general.
Prime Minister Pan Jun slowly stood up, like a giant dragon waking up from sleep. His hands, covered with calluses and wrinkles, suddenly fell down and hit the sandalwood with a thud, not caring about the splashing blood.
"I am angry that 165 citizens died and we know the murderer but we dare not bring him to justice."
Boom!
The second time it fell, a little red appeared on the fingers.
"I am very angry that the officials of the country dare not fight for their people's education."
Cultivation is like enlightening people, cultivation is like learning, cultivation is like liberating the mind.
The public version of the practice method is to make everyone literate, to open everyone's wisdom, and to make knowledge no longer the privilege of scholars.
Prime Minister Pan Jun thought so. He raised his right hand high as if in salute, and then suddenly smashed it down. The priceless blue and white porcelain on the table shook, accompanied by their violent heartbeats.
"The Chinese people will always have the sacred and inviolable territorial rights over China. This was fought for by our fathers and ancestors 100 years ago. The Chinese people have the right to use the spiritual energy of China and the ownership of the spiritual veins of China. This was fought for by our peers ten years ago."
"Please remember, please remember, we can die, but we cannot surrender. We can give up our interests for the people, but we cannot give up our interests because the people are killed. They were murdered, and those who murdered them must be brought to justice!"
One second, two seconds, three seconds
The room fell into complete silence, with only a lion standing tall and looking around at everyone. No one dared to look at Prime Minister Pan Jun, they were silent, they were afraid, and they were still weighing the pros and cons.
He exhaled slowly, his voice no longer as high as before, only calmness, unquestionable calmness.
"Ministry of War, order all troops to enter the first level combat readiness state, order all cultivators to enter the wartime state, and order all nuclear warheads to enter the launch silos. Continue to vigorously promote the public version of the cultivation method, promote the rehabilitation plan for the disabled, and promote the inclusion of spiritual stones and elixirs in the medical insurance plan. All the spiritual stones promised to them before will be canceled and invested in people's livelihood and civilian use."
Everyone was suddenly startled, and finally raised their heads, looking at the prime minister in surprise.
This is no longer a delaying tactic, but a determination to make enemies with all the reincarnated people in the world. Doesn't he fear death? Those reincarnated people are not cowardly people, and each of them has a lot of lives on their hands.
And forcing them will only lead to crazy attacks and killings. None of the prime ministers who advocated the red line of the spiritual vein survived. That's why they are so afraid. These people are not ordinary people who can be manipulated at will.
"Prime Minister, I'm afraid they will continue to kill people like this." Minister of War Yang Lichuan said. "If we push them too far, they may cause chaos. With our current strength as cultivators, it will be difficult to control the situation even with the cooperation of Shangqing Palace."
"I will take all the responsibility." Prime Minister Pan Jun had never been so tough, and he had never stood so straight.
"If someone dies in someone's territory, they will be ordered to search their soul. If they resist the order, they will be arrested. If they resist arrest, they will be killed."
"But."
"I am the Prime Minister, this is an order."
The two looked at each other for three seconds, and the Minister of War Yang Lichuan finally stood at attention and saluted out of his military duty.
"yes!"
The Minister of War strode out of the conference room, leaving everyone stunned, as if they had been suddenly attacked. Everything had developed too fast, and everything was beyond everyone's expectations and control.
Last time someone secretly added fuel to the fire, but this time it was the prime minister who took the initiative to take action.
The firm attitude, the iron-blooded words, the logical and emotional appeal make it impossible to refute.
"Ministry of Revenue, how many spiritual stones are left in the treasury?"
Prime Minister Pan Jun did not give up, but turned his gaze to the Minister of Revenue. Just one look was enough to make him sit up straight.
The Minister of Revenue replied respectfully: "There are still 100,000 catties left."
"Invest 60,000 into the Nine Cauldrons." Prime Minister Pan Jun said in a light tone, as if what he was throwing in was not a spirit stone but a pile of sand.
All? The Minister of Revenue was stunned. If half of the spirit stones were taken out, all industries related to spirit stones would reduce or stop production. I'm afraid that by then, there might be a shortage of spirit stones used to supply the monks for cultivation, not to mention the elixirs in the medical industry, which would basically stop production.
It's not that tens of thousands of kilograms of spirit stones are not enough for daily consumption, but as an important strategic resource, a certain amount of stock must be kept. He used up nearly 2/3 of it with just a wave of his hand, which was unimaginable.
His mind suddenly cleared up and he listed the dangers, but was finally interrupted by a word from the prime minister.
"Shangshu, these 60,000 spirit stones are for the people. If you invest a little more spirit stones, maybe one less person will die."
"yes."
Prime Minister Pan Jun once again called out, "Ministry of Personnel, close all the training bases for monks, and don't let those children come out and die with us. They are the future of our Zhou land. As long as there are children, there is hope."
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