And at this time.
Luo Yan, who tried to prevent all this from happening, was impeached by the elders of the Zhao family together with the Wei and Han families!
The elders of the Zhao family asked them not to come, saying that they had to "consider the overall situation."
But impeach the heroes!
Is this the so-called overall situation?
The Yinshan Fortress has no walls. Even if all 200,000 elite soldiers are there, how long can they hold out?
But with the city walls and glass mirrors, they achieved miraculous victories in both places!
Is this caused by the royal family who "consider the overall situation"?
People can be selfish.
But you cannot be without conscience.
People can benefit themselves.
But we must not be short-sighted.
What's more, those who are going to the battle this time are all young and strong people who are full of passion and ready to make achievements?
So after two nights of nightmares, here they come.
"I was just worrying about when to reward these heroes, but I didn't expect them to come to me on their own!"
Zhao Ji laughed loudly and stood up. "My dear ministers, today is the first grand court meeting after our army's great victory. Our army has made countless contributions. If there are no rewards, it will be too cold for our soldiers. Why don't you follow me out of the city and reward the three armies?"
After saying that.
He didn't even look at the Zhao elders.
He strode directly out of the hall.
He waved his hand, and the sky and the ground started to move. Sand and rocks flew inside and outside the Jiang City, and instantly gathered into a road leading to the outside of the city.
You're welcome.
Just take one step forward.
Ying Wuji glanced at Zhao Ying, then turned and walked towards Luo Yan with a smile: "Prime Minister Luo! I will help you go forward!"
Luo Yan was still a little stunned, not knowing why this result happened.
But looking at Ying Wuji's warm eyes, he had no time to think about this question.
I felt a little touched and let out a soft "ah".
Although he was already exhausted, he was supported by Ying Wuji's true energy.
Still able to walk.
So he followed Zhao Ji and strode out of the city.
The ministers present looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing why this result occurred.
But the time has come.
You can't bury your head in the sand.
They looked at each other and had no choice but to follow.
All of them had some skills, and the stone road on the overpass was moving forward, so in less than a quarter of an hour, they all reached the outside of the city.
Outside the city.
One hundred thousand elite soldiers were not wearing armor.
They were all wearing coarse linen clothes.
Some people were still injured, and the wounds had burst due to excessive movement, and the white bandages were soaked with bright red blood.
In it.
Even many elderly members of the Zhao family mixed in.
They should have attended the grand court meeting, but they all took sick leave. This way they would not have to stand against the interests of the royal family, and would not have to go against their consciences and oppose the new law.
Although it is a bit of an escapist mentality, it is the only thing they can do.
But I never thought about it.
He was tied up outside the city early in the morning by these angry young men.
Half-hearted.
Wanting to refuse but also wanting to welcome.
Just come over.
And those officials who rushed over from Xindi were all dusty and weather-beaten.
After seeing Zhao Ji.
They immediately saluted in unison.
"Your Majesty!"
Zhao Ji was so touched that he couldn't help laughing up to the sky: "Good! Good! No need to be polite!"
After everyone stood up straight.
Immediately someone stood up.
The man looked to be in his early twenties, his body was wrapped in bandages, and his eyes were quite bright.
He stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty! Please forgive me for being so presumptuous. I have come here with my comrades to ask for an audience during the grand court meeting."
This person.
Zhao Ji looks familiar.
A young hero, the best among the younger generation of the royal family.
The third-grade spiritual fetus.
I have entered the tomb of bandits before.
The battle of Mingdu Anyi also achieved considerable military achievements.
More importantly.
His name is Zhao Kuo.
The youngest son of Zhao Ying, Marquis of Changping!
When Zhao Ying saw Zhao Kuo, he became so angry that his eyes turned bloodshot.
Zhao Ji couldn't help but smile: "Young people are impatient! You have made great achievements in the war, I will definitely reward you, why rush?"
"Return to your majesty!"
Zhao Kuo smiled and said, "We are not here to seek credit!"
Zhao Ji asked knowingly: "Oh? What's that for?"
Zhao Kuo took a deep breath and glanced at Zhao Ying above him.
The father and son's eyes met for just a moment, and then there was a sound of swords clashing.
But Zhao Kuo didn't seem to feel any pressure, and said loudly: "Da Li won a great victory a few days ago. Our army has sufficient supplies and the rear is stable. The Di cavalry is fierce, but it has not entered the new territory at all. Although we have made military achievements, they are just icing on the cake.
I wanted to recover from my injuries before coming to Your Majesty to ask for favors.
But he never expected that the greatest contributor to this battle was being impeached by civil and military officials!
I dare to do this!
Your Majesty, please declare Luo Xiang not guilty!"
He spoke with confidence.
Every word is sonorous.
As soon as the words fell.
One hundred thousand elite soldiers and five thousand officials shouted in unison.
"The Prime Minister is innocent!"
"The Prime Minister is innocent!"
"The Prime Minister is innocent!"
One sound after another, in unison.
Like thunder rolling in the sky, it shook the entire Jiang City.
Every shout.
The faces of the Zhao clan elders turned even uglier.
Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel excited. Now that he was in his twilight years, he was no longer surprised by most things.
But looking at these young soldiers and officials, I couldn't help but be infected by their passion.
These...are the future of Dali!
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