Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 164 Chu Qin, Chu Liang Ren
Chang Sheng and Mo Xuan were standing at the gate of the hall, waiting.

"This monster deer, except for the poison sac in its mouth, you can eat everything else. This king can't finish it by himself. You and Mo Xuan should eat more."

Wen Qian smiled and said: "Even if your cultivation is extremely difficult, you can still strengthen your body and improve gradually by eating this demon venison meat."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Mo Xuan and Chang Sheng said gratefully.

Monster meat?

It is not something that warriors and cultivators can get their hands on or eat.

Only immortal cultivators above the Qi Refining Realm can be culled and have a chance to eat it.

Now, he can eat monster meat in a luxurious way to practice martial arts?

The empress dowager set this precedent, the two can imagine.

As long as he has enough monster meat, his cultivation will increase at an extremely fast rate.

"Do the soldiers of the Changdao Battalion and the Bow and Arrow Battalion have enough meat to practice?"

Wen Qian asked what was in her mind.

"No."

Mo Xuan shook his head: "They are only full of food, and their cultivation is extremely slow. Except for a hundred specially trained guards and a few high-ranking generals, who can consume a lot of meat for their exercises, other ordinary soldiers, almost Thousands of mouths, even if they raise some livestock and hunt, they are powerless."

Wen Qian frowned slightly and said, "How can I practice without enough meat?"

Mo Xuan didn't answer, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't do it at all.

"Chang Sheng, is the pen ready?"

Wen Qian looked at Chang Sheng.

"Yes."

Chang Sheng immediately took out a small long box from his cuff, and handed out a sky blue writing brush.

He was very puzzled: "Your Highness, when the Empress was here, you prepared so many brushes for your study, why did you discard them?"

Wen Qian chuckled: "Those brushes are just ordinary brushes, they can't stand my writing!"

"Yes." Chang Sheng still doesn't understand what it means, those are also the best pens prepared by the empress, why are they so ordinary.

However, if His Highness can explain the reason for this sentence to him, there is no need to ask more questions.

"What about the blood of the demon deer?"

Wen Qian looked at the sky-blue brush with satisfaction, and thought it could be used for a while.

"It has been collected, there is more than one bucket." Chang Sheng replied respectfully.

"Okay. Take the blood of the demon deer and let's go to the barracks together." Wen smiled slightly.

"Yes!" Chang Sheng and Mo Xuan replied.

The three of Wen Qian walked towards the barracks, followed by a guard carrying a wooden barrel.

At this moment, Wen Qian was already like a goddess in the hearts of all the soldiers, and they all looked at the coming Wen Qian with admiration.

They immediately consciously assembled the army and waited.

Looking at the army in front of him with a smile, Shen Leng ordered: "The Long Sword Battalion retreat, and the archers are ready to meet the enemy!"

"Yes!"

Although the soldiers didn't understand where the enemy came from, they still obeyed their orders respectfully.

Wen Qian looked up and looked around, and finally stopped at a big rock not far from the bamboo forest.

She walked over and took out a sky blue brush.

Chang Sheng immediately took out the wooden table from the spatial picture scroll, and then quickly grinded the ink.

Wen Qian dipped in the ink, and wrote on the big stone in one go.

"call out--!"

The surrounding white mist stands out, and when the pen falls, the weather reappears.

Between strokes, wisps of white gas emanated from around the characters.The white gas slowly swirls.

The last stroke fell.

"Whoa--!"

The white air suddenly formed a vortex the size of a dustpan, and then began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.

Then, it exploded with a bang.

In the north facing the boulder, the condensed aura of spiritual power burst into the forest in the north, and then slowly spread in all directions.

On the big rock, there is a big Chinese character 'Lan', each stroke seems to be engraved with a sharp knife.

兰？
Everyone looked at the handwriting of the Xian family at this moment, and all their eyes shone.

Wen Qian said in a deep voice: "Take three bowls of demon deer blood and pour it into this word!"

"Yes!" Chang Sheng immediately followed suit.

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls of demon deer blood, quickly poured into it.

"Swish!"

The white mist on the words reappeared, and the blood of the demon deer was poured in, which immediately turned the white mist into a blood mist, and then sucked in the surrounding spiritual energy, forming a bloody vortex.

"boom!"

The bloody vortex burst open suddenly, shot towards the north, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mo Xuan immediately smelled a pungent smell in the air, and said in surprise: "It smells so strong, what is it?!"

"The blood of Yaolu spread out, and there must be a large number of wild beasts swarming in, smelling the bloody smell."

A flash of reminiscence flashed in Wen Qian's eyes, and he said coldly: "In the next few days, you won't have to go hunting. Every day, a bowl of demon deer blood will be scattered, and a large number of wild animals will be attracted to kill the wild animals, so that the soldiers will use them to eat meat. Practice!"

"Yes!" Mo Xuan and Chang Sheng looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Time for a cup of tea.

"Ahh~!"

In the distant mountains and forests, suddenly there was a loud howling of wolves.

"Boom boom boom!"

From the distant mountain forest, wild wolves walked out, each wolf's eyes were shining with green light, and they looked greedily at the direction of the barracks.

Mo Xuan shouted loudly: "Get ready to meet the enemy!"

"Yes." All the soldiers said in unison.

"Woooo!"

The wolves rushed into the bamboo forest in an instant and rushed towards the army.

"Fire arrows!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

The massacre began.

Seeing Mo Xuan ordering orders in an orderly manner, Wen Qian bent her eyes and smiled, put away the brush, turned and went back.

Seeing Wen Qian go away, Chang Sheng immediately followed her.

Mo Xuan stole a glance at Wen Qian who was leaving, and concentrated on leading the army to resist the various beasts that followed one after another.

"Your Highness, with this word, all the soldiers will have a lot of meat to practice, and fighting wild animals like this every day will make it easier for them to practice!" Chang Sheng said respectfully.

"They are all too weak. We eat demon deer to practice, and they need to practice too."

Wen Qian took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "I want to train a strong army that can break through to cultivators and even immortal cultivators!"

"Yes, the slave understands."

Hearing Wen Qian's ambitious words, Chang Sheng not only did not despise her overreaching her capabilities, but was happy that she had such ambitions.

I believe that sooner or later she will achieve the achievements of the empress, and even surpass the empress.

"Today, let the soldiers have a full meal first. Tomorrow Yinshi, you ask Mo Xuan to tell the whole army to follow me to arrange a formation around here, just in case!"

Wen Qian remembered that Xiang Yu once taught her a powerful fairy formation, which was used to protect the current mansion, and it was also a layer of protection.

"Yes!" Chang Sheng replied.

Zhou Guo, the capital of the empire.

"Chu Liangren, although this porridge is a bit bland, you can't be angry with your body, so just eat a few mouthfuls!"

The little servant, Bi Shui, persuasively persuaded the young man sitting at the desk who was silent but kept practicing calligraphy on the rice paper.

After a long time, the young man sitting in front of the desk stopped writing, and then looked up at the talking male attendant.

This is an extremely handsome and handsome face, with handsome and three-dimensional features, full of nobility exuding from the whole body, and a pair of deep phoenix eyes hiding the world-destructive resentment, it is really shocking.

This person is none other than Chu Qin who entered Qipan Mountain first.

"As for this bowl of clear porridge, what's the difference between eating it or not?"

Chu Qin looked at the bowl of rice porridge in front of him with a sneer, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

After eating, he still dislikes the trouble, and he doesn't know how many times he has to go to pay for the house!
The more Chu Qin thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wished to wipe out everyone.

I think he was originally the son of the Anyang Prince's Mansion of Chu Zhao Kingdom, with great power and all-round talent in civil and military affairs.

Who would have thought that he had led people through Qipan Mountain eight times before, and all he had received were batch after batch of bronze medals, totaling a total of [-] yuan.

With great difficulty, according to the rules of Qipanshan, more than 100 forces were found, and they collectively explored this miracle that appeared out of thin air by breaking the chess game.

When he really entered Qipan Mountain, he realized, what kind of mountain is this?

It's a world where yin and yang are reversed, and there are any immortals, sects, and even countries that are countless times stronger than his Chu Zhaoguo.

His high-strength martial arts is a fighter that everyone looks down upon here, and he is also a fighter in the middle stage of Houtianjing.

What's even more outrageous is that he fell from the sky, landed in a brothel, and smashed to death the most beautiful man in Hualou who was originally bought by the Li family and was going to give to the regent Wang Wenxinyu, who was the male favourite-Chu Ge.

That damned old duck, seeing his handsome appearance, would make mistakes.

It directly made him the prince regent's favorite man, and he was also a last-class lover.

I am so angry with my son!
If he could just walk away, Chu Qin would have long ago suffered from such uselessness.

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The following is the grade division of the female harem:

The Empress's Righteous Husband: Empress Feng [one person]

Hirao: Emperor Nobility【one person】

Side Husband: Little Master [Two people]

Side gentleman: son [four people]

Attendant: beauty [eight people]

Selected waiter: good man [unknown number]

Regent's husband: Wang Jun [one person]

Side Husband: Young Master [Two people]

Side gentleman: son [four people]

Attendant: beauty [eight people]

Selected waiter: good man [12 people]

The number of husbands of the Crown Princess is equal to that of the Regent.

Noble family, wealthy businessmen, or ordinary people, the normal standard is one husband, two husbands, and many beauties.

(End of this chapter)