Zhao Jiu looked the other person up and down, waited for a while, and then calmly informed: "More than 8,000 people died at that time, and over 10,000 people have died in the past few days... None of them are buried here, they are all buried on a high ground on the other side."

"Then what do the officials think of these dead subordinates?" Hebule continued to ask seriously.

This remark also aroused the curiosity of many people present.

Zhao Guanjia paused for a long time before suddenly speaking seriously:

"The earth collapsed and the mountains destroyed the strong men, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to the sky were connected... In other words, so many people died before a road was paved... Therefore, no matter how many weeds are on the road, I will walk down it! And!

I also need to mow the grass clean!"

"This is what Xiao Wang wants to know." Hebule finally nodded: "This is what Xiao Wang wants to know... Xiao Wang is willing to accept the two conditions from the official family! But he also asks the official family to agree to Xiao Wang.

A small request."

"Where does the courage come from..."

"Speak." Zhao Jiu stopped several subordinates from getting angry.

"If Xiao Wang does not make any more mistakes, please ask the officials to let Eastern Mongolia be the same as Mongolia, where the father dies and the son succeeds... After Xiao Wang takes the Zhongjing Road for the officials, let Xiao Wang's youngest son Hutula succeed Xiao Wang

...Before that, let Hutula come and serve as a bodyguard for the official family." Hebule gritted his teeth.

"Okay!" Zhao Jiu didn't hesitate at all. "Who made me not come?"

Hebule immediately kowtowed again, and the soldiers behind him also let go of their hands in time.

Zhao Jiu immediately went to look at the left and right people: "Is there anything else you need to do today?"

The people around him were completely helpless.
Chapter completed!