In an instant, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped. Apart from the echoes of the corners and the sound of the rapture of the flames, there was silence all over the place.

In the stands, including Emperor Yingtian Shenlong Li Xian, everyone stared with their eyes wide open, their mouths slightly opened, and they stared blankly at the brick-stone-structured Arrow Tower model with the rising flames. No one could believe that stones and bricks could even be ignited by fire!

What made them even more incredible was that in just a dozen breathing times, the temporary arrow tower made of bricks and stones actually melted, and began to twist and deform at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, with a "boom" sounded and broke into pieces!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo--" The proud sound of painting horns resounded through the sky again. Everyone's eyes were drawn back to the wheelbarrow from the still burning bricks and stones.

Twelve wheelbarrows were pushed by young officials in the military weapons supervision and slowly evacuated from the battlefield. Then, they stopped at a position far away from the stands but could be seen by everyone in the stands, and arranged in a neat row.

Twenty-four young officials from the military weapon surveillance reluctantly put down their wheelbarrows and reorganized their formation. They lined up in twelve rows, and under the leadership of the young supervisor Zhang Qian, they trotted to the stands.

Immediately afterwards, the young officials who had previously pretended to be Tubo people also lined up in a double column and ran quickly towards the stands from a distance. The two teams met halfway through, then made a bend, facing the corresponding Tianshen Dragon Emperor Li Xian, they formed a four-row line.

‘What tricks does Zhang Shaojian want to play?’ The successive surprises made Li Xian and the ministers in the stands overwhelmed. Seeing that the military weapon surveillance team had not yet disbanded, everyone opened their eyes wide again.

However, this time, what Zhang Qian showed was not a magic weapon. Instead, he led all his brothers to stand up and bow to the center of the stands. "The display of the weapon is over, I respectfully ask the emperor to give advice!"

As the saying goes, save people to the end and send Buddha to the West. Although Zhang Qian has a strong sense of self-esteem, he is not a rigid person who can't even bend his waist. Since he made up his mind today and wanted to compete for his military weapons supervision, of course, how can Li Xian be happy?

The most satisfying thing for leaders is the military parade. Otherwise, in another time and space, in the 21st century, there will not always be high-ranking officials in poor counties who will not hesitate to let the government take debts and will also review local militias.

It’s not that these people have low intelligence, but that when their power expands to a certain extent, their desires cannot be satisfied without military parades.

Therefore, when considering how to collect a "leopard tail" after the new weapon display was over, Zhang Qian immediately thought of the military parade. With the "man and horse" of military weapon monitoring, he certainly could not have many troops passing through the rostrum in turn. Therefore, he could only make a simple mistake and organize all the brothers participating in the demonstration to make a simple queue change.

Facts proved that the effect of this move was immediate. Although only more than forty little sesame officials lined up to salute. Emperor Yingtian Shenlong Li Xian was still excited to grow up. He came to the edge of the stands in three steps, looked down at everyone in the queue, and slapped his palms hard: "Okay, okay, I deserve the name of magical weapons and weapons. I am very comforted. Everyone, I am all my best friends. This thing will surely promote the prestige of our Tang Dynasty, make the enemy chiefs scared, and make the ugly people vulgar! "

Hearing his voice trembling, he took a deep breath, calmed down his agitation, and continued, "I will never let down my achievements! This thing--"

Taking another breath, he finally made his voice sound calmer, "Zhang Qing, has the divine weapon ever named?"

"Report to Master!" Zhang Qian took a half step forward and instinctively wanted to tell the truth: the wheelbarrow had been passed unanimously by the military weapon surveillance and was named "Fire Qilin". Unexpectedly, before he could say it, he suddenly saw the old fox Yang Feng and shook his head gently at him.

"I'm stupid and I didn't think of a good name. So, please give me a name!" After swallowing the second half of the sentence, Zhang Qian paused and stood up again.

"I am stupid, please give me a name!" Guo Nu, who was dressed as a Turkic man, reacted the fastest and loudly spoke behind Zhang Qian.

"I am stupid, please give me a name!" Ren Cong, Wang Jun and others reacted a whole time slower than Guo's anger. However, everyone had read books and had a much more flexible mind than ordinary soldiers. They also spoke, asking Li Xian to come out.

"Okay, okay!" The Emperor of the Dragon of Yingtian, Li Xian, had a very strong interest in naming. He immediately followed the boat without hesitation, "Since you have not yet come up with the name of the magic weapon, I will give it a fire dragon car! I hope that one day, this car can accompany my Tang soldiers to return to the Western Regions, and burn all the barbarians who invade my territory and harm my people!" (The car, here the sound of a horse)

"Thank you, Master, to give me a name!" Guo Nu took the lead again, and the officials in the military weapon supervision saluted Li Xian together.

"The Fire Dragon Horse is the Fire Dragon Horse. You are the Emperor, you have the final say!" No matter how Zhang Qian heard it, he could not hear the three words "Fire Dragon Car". He was better than "Fire Kirin", but he could only mutter secretly in his heart.

Just as he was about to order everyone to disband and leave, Li Xian was still in great pleasure. He reached out to make an invitation and whispered: "You are working hard today and you will come to the stage. I want to take a closer look at what the heroes of the Tang Dynasty military weapon sergeant look like!"

"This?" Zhang Qian was stunned and looked at Li Xian instinctively. However, he saw Yang Xi and Xiao Zhizhong and two of them nodded to him. He immediately did not dare to refuse and hurriedly led everyone to salute Li Xian and thank him.

After thanking him, a eunuch naturally took the initiative to get off the high platform and divided everyone into four batches, each with ten people, taking turns to accept the emperor's summons, so as not to avoid too many people taking the stage at the same time, causing the high platform to be overwhelmed or causing other unexpected risks.

At this time, as the actual person in charge of the supervisor, Zhang Qian did not need to go to the first batch of stations. First of all, although he did not need to participate in the Changchao, there were always four or five large and super-large court meetings in a year, and he could not avoid it.

In this way, when he saw the emperor, he had many more eight or nine-grade "green parrots" under his command, so he didn't have to fight with his subordinates.

Secondly, he made contributions as a general manager, and his first contribution would not fall into others no matter what. Whether he fought or not, the result would be the same. The more his brothers were appreciated by the emperor, the more he would rise with the flow.

The third thing is the problem of the skills of being an official.

At this time, letting subordinates take the stage first will not only leave the big men in the court with a humble impression, but also the brothers under his command will be grateful for his righteousness. If he rushes to rush ahead, it will not only make the big men feel unstable, but the brothers under his command will also feel that he has no chance to follow such a boss.

Of course, these were all things Zhang Qian only realized after he had finished. In fact, before he could think about the first time he was going to be on stage or was still under the squall of the formation, the old fox Yang Feng had already given him enough hints with his eyes and slight head movements. He ordered him to stop when he saw the situation and not be allowed to show any more.

Zhang Qian was not satisfied with the old fox's responsibility. But he admired the old fox's ability to be an official.

Apart from Yang Chen, the Tang Dynasty, could not find a second person who could be the prime minister all the way while Wu Zetian was in power, but not in any blood in her hands. She could not easily disobey his guidance.

However, when waiting in the audience, it was a little bored. Zhang Qian could neither whisper with his brothers, nor move his arms and thighs to soothe his muscles and bones. He could only stand stupidly to make clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

The mountain pattern armor looks good but does not block the wind. Zhang Qian's body, which had just been sweating, was blown by the light wind in the twelfth lunar month. The taste was so sour and sour.

Just as I was so cold that I wanted to tremble, Li Xian's voice came from the stands, which suddenly became much higher than before: "Guo Qing, why are you so far away from me? Could it be that my reputation is beyond me, so you dare not get close?"

"No, no!" Guo Nu's response rang out immediately, not only with a muffled voice, but also with obvious nervousness. "I am a stinky minister, I am a stinky minister, and I am accustomed to the Tubo army, and I am accused of sweating. I just pretended to be a Tubo army and sweated all over. I dare not, dare not get too close, and I disrespect the emperor."

Because he was too serious about the Tubo military officer, he accidentally touched his nose when he fell off the horse's back. Therefore, when he spoke, he seemed to be hurt by the wind, and his voice sounded a little strange.

Li Xian was in a good mood today. Not only did he not feel that Guo Nu was rude with his nasal voice, but he felt that this person was honest and friendly. He immediately smiled and waved his hand gently: "It's okay, the soldiers are sleeping on the edge of sand and snow, and the smell on their bodies will definitely not be too good. I don't care. Just come up and stand with them."

"Thank you, Master!" Guo Nu was so moved that he almost burst into tears. He staggered forward a few steps and stood up to Li Xiansu, "Guo Nu, the chief clerk of the Gunpowder Department of the Military Weapon Supervision, is willing to smash his majesty to pieces!"

Now, the taste is very big.

Salted fish, rotten eggs, rotten mushrooms, and smelly socks are all piled together, but that's the case.

Although Li Xian suffered a lot when he was young, he has been the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty for three years. How could he bear such a taste? In an instant, he was so intoxicated that he couldn't even breathe. After enduring it, he could barely say a complete sentence, "Well, Guo, Guo Qing is so serious. You, just do your best to do your best! The same is true for you. You can take your leave. As long as you work hard for the country, I promise that the Ministry of Personnel will not forget your contribution!"

"Thank you, Master!" The "green budgies" bowed and then quickly left the platform under the guidance of the eunuch. Everyone wanted to hold Guo's rage to relieve the hatred in their hearts at this moment!

But Guo Nu didn't feel that he had become the target of public criticism. He bent his arms happily, and kept flapping his wings, wishing he could fly up immediately and soar into the sky!
Chapter completed!