All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

The gunpowder blast was carried out on the outskirts of the city and was successful that night.

Early the next morning, Zhang Ananda came to Yuan's house with the imperial decree and rewards before Yuan Yuan went to Hongwen Hall.

Yuan Yuan ran out holding half a biscuit and was very happy to see Zhang Anan: "Zhang Aweng, let's eat biscuits together quickly!!!"

Zhang Ananda smiled and touched her head: "I am here to announce the decree, and I will return to the palace later."

He looked at the Yuan family and without delay, opened the imperial edict and read it out.

"Yuan Yuan, the assistant teacher of the Imperial Academy, is unparalleled in intelligence and has made great contributions to the country. He has been promoted to the eighth rank of the Chief Military Supervisor."

The Yuan family are very happy. The little guy talks about "high official" every day, and now he has become the youngest high official in the entire dynasty.

The biscuits in Yuan Yuan's mouth were no longer fragrant. How could she, a good ninth-grade official, suddenly become an eighth-grade junior official?

"Uncle Erlang is bad!!!"

She hugged her father and cried sadly.

He Fan poked her round face: "Official positions and titles are always more noble if they are of lower rank."

Yuan Yuan pouted: "Nine minus eight and more than one!!!"

His face was full of "I'm good at arithmetic, don't lie to me."

He Fan pinched her pouty lips again: "Look at your second brothers, they are all first-class Dukes. Are they all petty officials?"

Yuan Yuan shook her head and got away from him, wrinkled her chubby face and thought for a while, then she became happy again: "Wow, wow, wow, that Yuan Yuan is an eighth-grade official!!!"

Later, Yuan Yuan went to Hongwen Hall. She walked into the school very calmly with her little hands on her back, and then stood at the front with a deep expression, without saying a word.

The laughter in the school stopped.

Seeing the little guy's expression, you knew something big had happened.

Chang Sun Chong cooperated very well and said in surprise: "Xiao Yuan Bao'er, could something big happen today?"

The arrogant little kid couldn't pretend any longer and hurriedly ran over on his short legs.

"Brothers, Yuanyuan has become an eighth-grade officer!!!"

Several people laughed.

"Oh, I was promoted so quickly. It's really cool!"

"Disrespect, disrespect!"

"I admire you!"

Yuan Yuan jumped up and down happily: "Yeah, yeah, that's awesome!!!"

After attending the class at Hongwen Hall, Senior Officer Yuan Yuan took his follower King Zhao to the Ordnance Supervision for inspection.

The Ordnance Inspector is inspecting the containers of gunpowder, which must be stored in sealed containers to prevent moisture and oxidation. The transportation of gunpowder also requires the use of special packaging and protection measures to avoid accidents.

The person responsible for the production of gunpowder containers was the Zhuzhi Administration, and the official in charge was Yuan Erlang.

Yuan Yuan walked into the backyard of the Ordnance Supervisor, looked around, and then shouted: "Second Uncle!!!"

Yuan Erlang was introducing the container to the weapons supervisor. When he heard the shouting, he turned his head: "Oh, who is this?"

"Isn't this Xiao Yuanbao'er?!"

He came over and saluted King Zhao together with everyone.

Then he picked up the little guy and said to the chief supervisor and deputy supervisor of the Ordnance Supervisor: "Here, this is my little niece. You should take good care of her in the future."

The chief inspector smiled and nodded: "Of course, Mr. Yuan will be our weapons inspector in the future."

Yuan Yuan smiled and narrowed her eyes, hugging her second uncle's neck and dangling her calves.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can even be the chief clerk!!!"

The deputy superintendent was older and looked a little funny: "Oh? Then tell me what the chief clerk has to do?"

Yuan Yuan opened her eyes wide and covered her chubby face with a guilty conscience.

Everyone else laughed.

Everyone continued to inspect the gunpowder containers.

The containers made include pots, balls, bowls, and gourds. Yuan Erlang told everyone one by one how to seal and how to fill.

Yuan Yuan took King Zhao's hand and went to inspect elsewhere.

The tanks modified by the Zhuzhi Administration were also brought to the weapons inspection. The modified tanks were very shocking.

There are three levels of multi-person pedal-powered chariots. The first level has wheels, seats, and metal spikes. Spears are installed on the wheel hubs, and the second and third floors can be used for launching rockets and other weapons, as well as for observation. Serves as a weapons arsenal.

There are also single-pedal chariots that can transport weapons and can also be used for marching.

There are even road-opening vehicles with several tanks combined together. The front of the vehicle is covered with spiked shovels. Soldiers can use shovels and other tools on the vehicle to clear roadblocks.

Yuan Yuan squatted beside the chariot and stretched out her fingers to carefully touch the spikes. King Zhao quickly grabbed her little hand.

"This is a sharp blade that can touch blood."

Yuan Yuan clenched her little hands into fists and said nervously: "That's really scary."

The system scanned and backed up the tank and said to the host: "These heavy weapons must be equipped with elite soldiers. When the host gets older, we can start researching tanks."

The two went to the hall and met the officials who came with Li Chunfeng to tell stories last time.

Another secretary Hu led Yuan Yuan to the inner room, where a small table and a small stool had been arranged for her according to her height, just like in Hongwen Hall.

Yuan Yuanke was happy: "Then let's tell a story together quickly!!!"

Chief Hu: "...?"

Several young officials who were watching at the door quickly squeezed in: "It's very true, the story between Master Yuan and Mr. Li last time was very touching, and we were very inspired."

Yuan Yuan nodded with satisfaction and raised her chin to King Zhao.

King Zhao sat down near her, and Yuan Yuan stroked his non-existent beard: "Then let's tell the story of Xiaomei and Xiaoshuai!"

Chief Hu had a headache, but they were all lower-level officials. If the superiors asked this kid to be the chief clerk, their colleagues had to take good care of him.

He sighed and sat down.

Yuan Yuan: "A long time ago..."

"A very long time ago..."

“It’s been a long time!!!”

The others looked confused, and King Zhao coughed: "I know."

Yuan Yuan nodded: "There is a smart person named Xiaomei, and there is a powerful person named Xiaoshuai."

"Xiaomei and Xiaoshuai were good friends, but Xiaoshuai died."

"Xiaomei missed his good friend, and then Xiaomei died too."

"They will all die!!!"

Everyone: "..."

Yuan Yuan raised her chubby face sadly and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "Xiao Mei is so pitiful."

"He wanted to fight bad guys with Xiaoshuai, but Xiaoshuai didn't even say a word and died."

"Xiaomei can only play with Xiaoshuai's younger brother."

"But Xiaoshuai's younger brother is not Xiaoshuai!"

"Xiao Mei is so sad..."

Yuan Yuan wiped away the non-existent tears: "Yuan Yuan is so sad too!"

Everyone looked confused: "Is this little beauty...?"

King Zhao took a sip of tea and said calmly: "It must be Zhou Gongjin."

Everyone suddenly realized: "It's Zhou Gongjin... that handsome guy is..."

King Zhao nodded: "Sun Bofu."

Everyone automatically made up the five thousand words of historical content, all sighing with regret.

Yuan Yuan also sighed along with "Hey, hey, hey, hey."

King Zhao shook his head and handed her her snack bag.

The little kid started eating Qiuqiu candy again.