"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty—"

The prime ministers and ministers headed by Zhao Cheng and dozens of top-notch people from the Tang Dynasty were located on both sides to celebrate the emperor's feat of unifying the world. They were cheerful and were all full of spirits, which was obviously extremely happy.

"Your Majesty will govern the north with the south and restore the Tang Dynasty, which is something that has not happened in history. I congratulate you and congratulate you for the Tang Dynasty-"

Zhao Cheng raised his wine glass, bowed respectfully, and then shouted to everyone, his face full of wrinkles seemed to be a little dull. After being the prime minister for these years, he finally got what he wanted and had no regrets in his life.

The other prime ministers were also full of tears and filled with emotion.

Although Li Jia had already passed the surprise moment, she couldn't help but be happy when facing the ministers who had been with her for several years.

However, looking at these ministers, Li Jia suddenly felt a little sad.

Although they are not too old, too many of them have gray hair. For Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, he has only been prime minister for four years, in his early fifties, but he is already old.

Sun Guangxian is even more in his sixties, and he is so old that he can't get older. He can be considered as having exhausted oil.

Sun Zhao is in his forties and Deng Bin is in his forties, and he is considered young and strong, but his long-term handling of political affairs has made them older than their peers.

The Tang Dynasty inherited from the Southern Han and Southern Chu, most of the six tribes and nine ministers were old people. The struggles of migrating along the way made them suffer. Now they can only be considered as forcibly cheering up.

"I'm not old yet, these people are old."

Li Jia sighed.

Compared with the old appearance of civil servants, military officers are relatively young.

Pan Chongche was in his forties, Li Wei, Li Xin, Zhang Weiqing, etc., Yang Shifan, Chen Bing, etc., all of them were in their early thirties, and at least they could maintain their momentum for more than 20 years.

The banquet was full of food and food, peaceful and smooth, and there was no such thing as before.

However, it is a pity that his harem is still in Changsha, and he will not be able to migrate until next year. Together with most yamen and nobles, the scale will be even larger.

Therefore, during these days, Fu Sanjie and Fu Bamei are the only ones who are the leader and are the most popular in the harem. The palace maids can only taste some sweetness, envy and hate.

Even so, two palace maids were still pregnant and began to add children to the royal family.

Li Jia sighed deeply: "My ability is still very strong. Even if I lead troops to fight, I will not delay my body, and my body will not be weak. However, the young woman is indeed powerful and tireless, and one is worth three or four girls."

Especially Sister Fu, who was so passionate and delicate, like a sponge, was tirelessly absorbing nutrients. She often stayed with her for a night, and Li Jia had to rest for a day or two.

So deep, no wonder Zhao Guangyi is still too weak. Only my dragon body is suitable for it. It is long and lasting, and most people are really unable to get along.

The next day, Li Jia got up from Sister Fu, drank a cup of ginseng tea, and after lunch, he held a meeting in front of the imperial court.

The Political Affairs Hall, the four prime ministers, the general commander of the Transportation General Hu Binwang, the Military Affairs Department Li Huai, and the heads of the Nine Ministers and Six Divisions, had a contract of about twenty people to discuss state affairs together.

In order to win over northern literati officials, Li Jia specially added Wei Renpu, Zhao Pu and Wang Pu to the table, which seemed particularly weak.

But these three people are old foxes who have been immersed in power for decades. They are not embarrassed or timid, but instead sit down safely and eager to try.

Everyone calmed down and looked serious.

Li Jia was sitting on the dragon chaise, leaning against a soft pillow, her face turned pale, but she was excited.

These people are his tentacles for governing the world.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty—"

The prime ministers and ministers headed by Zhao Cheng and dozens of top-notch people from the Tang Dynasty were located on both sides to celebrate the emperor's feat of unifying the world. They were cheerful and were all full of spirits, which was obviously extremely happy.

"Your Majesty will govern the north with the south and restore the Tang Dynasty, which is something that has not happened in history. I congratulate you and congratulate you for the Tang Dynasty-"

Zhao Cheng raised his wine glass, bowed respectfully, and then shouted to everyone, his face full of wrinkles seemed to be a little dull. After being the prime minister for these years, he finally got what he wanted and had no regrets in his life.

The other prime ministers were also full of tears and filled with emotion.

Although Li Jia had already passed the surprise moment, she couldn't help but be happy when facing the ministers who had been with her for several years.

However, looking at these ministers, Li Jia suddenly felt a little sad.

Although they are not too old, too many of them have gray hair. For Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, he has only been prime minister for four years, in his early fifties, but he is already old.

Sun Guangxian is even more in his sixties, and he is so old that he can't get older. He can be considered as having exhausted oil.

Sun Zhao is in his forties and Deng Bin is in his forties, and he is considered young and strong, but his long-term handling of political affairs has made them older than their peers.

The Tang Dynasty inherited from the Southern Han and Southern Chu, most of the six tribes and nine ministers were old people. The struggles of migrating along the way made them suffer. Now they can only be considered as forcibly cheering up.

"I'm not old yet, these people are old."

Li Jia sighed.

Compared with the old appearance of civil servants, military officers are relatively young.

Pan Chongche was in his forties, Li Wei, Li Xin, Zhang Weiqing, etc., Yang Shifan, Chen Bing, etc., all of them were in their early thirties, and at least they could maintain their momentum for more than 20 years.

The banquet was full of food and food, peaceful and smooth, and there was no such thing as before.

However, it is a pity that his harem is still in Changsha, and he will not be able to migrate until next year. Together with most yamen and nobles, the scale will be even larger.

Therefore, during these days, Fu Sanjie and Fu Bamei are the only ones who are the leader and are the most popular in the harem. The palace maids can only taste some sweetness, envy and hate.

Even so, two palace maids were still pregnant and began to add children to the royal family.

Li Jia sighed deeply: "My ability is still very strong. Even if I lead troops to fight, I will not delay my body, and my body will not be weak. However, the young woman is indeed powerful and tireless, and one is worth three or four girls."

Especially Sister Fu, who was so passionate and delicate, like a sponge, was tirelessly absorbing nutrients. She often stayed with her for a night, and Li Jia had to rest for a day or two.

So deep, no wonder Zhao Guangyi is still too weak. Only my dragon body is suitable for it. It is long and lasting, and most people are really unable to get along.

The next day, Li Jia got up from Sister Fu, drank a cup of ginseng tea, and after lunch, he held a meeting in front of the imperial court.

The Political Affairs Hall, the four prime ministers, the general commander of the Transportation General Hu Binwang, the Military Affairs Department Li Huai, and the heads of the Nine Ministers and Six Divisions, had a contract of about twenty people to discuss state affairs together.

In order to win over northern literati officials, Li Jia specially added Wei Renpu, Zhao Pu and Wang Pu to the table, which seemed particularly weak.

But these three people are old foxes who have been immersed in power for decades. They are not embarrassed or timid, but instead sit down safely and eager to try.

Everyone calmed down and looked serious.

Li Jia was sitting on the dragon chaise, leaning against a soft pillow, her face turned pale, but she was excited.
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