At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 44 Xiaoyue'er

The next day, early in the morning.

In the courtyard.

Xiao Han is practicing swordplay.

Miaoyu came in with two maids, helped Xuanxuan, who was still in bed, up, and helped her bathe, change her clothes, and put on a clean dress.

Miaoyu waved her hand to let the two maids go down, and said to her: "Sister Xuanxuan, you can rest at ease these few days."

"Can we change rooms?"

When Xuanxuan thought of the madness of last night, she felt a little scared, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Even though she was the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, she had never been tortured like this.

"The young master won't mess around."

Miaoyu knew what had happened last night at a glance. Her pretty face turned slightly red. She said a few words to comfort him and went to the kitchen to prepare food.

When Xiao Han came into the room after practicing with the sword, Xuanxuan quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Why is he exactly the same as Dayue'er back then?"

Xiao Han was speechless.

"Don't pretend. I heard everything you said to Miaoyu just now."

He pretended to lift the quilt, but Xuanxuan saw that she couldn't pretend any longer, so she simply gave up.

"Master, I really can't do it anymore."

She looked pitiful.

"Go find Dayueer and Sister Miaoyu."

After taking the Heart-Eating Pill, she had already accepted her fate. At least her power was not broken.

"You can't use the name Xuanxuan anymore."

Xiao Han shook his head: "Just call her Xiao Yue'er."

"Xiao Yue'er?"

Xuanxuan was puzzled: "Why would the master give this name to the servant?"

"Because your plate is small and Dayue's plate is big."

He said seriously.

Xuanxuan was confused.

"Ahem, that's what it means literally."

……

Since that night of serving the emperor, there has been no more Xuanxuan, the Saint Maiden of the Demon Sect, in this world.
There was only Xiaoyue'er, a maid in the governor's mansion.

With the control of the Heart-Eating Pill and absolute confidence in his own strength, Xiao Han released Xiao Yue'er from the dungeon.

Not to mention a mere Saint of the Demon Sect.
Even a great master of the Celestial Realm cannot cause much trouble in this governor's mansion.

Mid-February.

The ice and snow in various parts of Xiliang have almost melted, and the Animal Husbandry and Agriculture Bureau has begun to preside over spring ploughing.

With the issuance of the farming reward order, the people in all the counties of Xiliang were very enthusiastic.
Countless people are busy in the fields.

Slash-and-burn farming and reclaiming wasteland.

Even white-haired old men and little children joined in the battle.

A horse farm and a sheep farm are also under construction.

Thousands of Hu women, led by the Ashina tribe, worked diligently for the governor's office.

The fight against the miscellaneous Hu tribes on the grassland also came to a temporary halt.

Gao Li and others withdrew to Xiliang for temporary repairs.

Of the original 10,000 Black Armored Army, only less than 6,000 are left, and more troops will be added later.

However, the 6,000 people who survived have initially met Xiao Han's expectations, and they are beginning to be the prototype of an elite force that has fought hundreds of battles.

Two other large camps are also under construction.

A large infantry camp.

A cavalry camp.

The large camp outside Xiliang City was preserved.

Xiao Han planned to create another cavalry unit, named the Shen Ce Army, with a number of several thousand people, to serve as his personal guard camp.

The Xiliang Camp will be the base of the Shen Ce Army in the future, and he will be responsible for its training personally.

First, to protect Xiliang City.

Secondly, if a war breaks out.

As a mobile force, the Shence Army can provide support to any place at any time.

The expansion of Xiliang is inevitable. As the territory becomes larger and larger, the number of troops under its command must also increase.

Otherwise, how to guard against the Northern Wei and the miscellaneous Hu tribes.

However, these things will have to wait until the spring plowing is over. Xiliang County is currently short of young and strong laborers.

if.

Conscripting young and strong people into the army at this time will affect spring ploughing.

If Xiao Han was a little more ruthless and directly implemented the military system in Xiliang County, he would be able to recruit a large number of soldiers in a short period of time.

But he has always believed that quality of soldiers is more important than quantity.

Whether it was the Black Armor Army or the Palace Army, the monthly salary was very high, far exceeding the treatment of the Northern Palace Army soldiers. There was even a decree that after joining the army, the family's taxes would be reduced by half.

This way.

The money needed to support these 20,000 soldiers alone is an extremely huge expense.

Fortunately, before the snow melted, they were very successful in their military operations against the grassland tribes, and seized a large number of cattle, sheep and other property, so they were able to barely hold on.

According to Pan Yuanshao's calculations, with just two years of rest and recuperation, the people of Xiliang would be able to support these 20,000 elite soldiers.

The weather is getting warmer.

The sun is shining brightly in March, the grass is green and the birds are singing.

While the entire Xiliang County was busy with spring ploughing, Xiao Han's life was extremely leisurely.

In the courtyard.

He lay in a chair, basking in the sun with his eyes closed.

Cao Ruixue was massaging his shoulders and legs.

Inside the pavilion.

Dayue is playing the strings of a musical instrument.

The sound of the piano is melodious and graceful.

In the garden.

Xiaoyueer and Miaoyu practice martial arts.

One person wields a knife.

One person wields a sword.

You come and go, it's so lively.

"No fight, no fight."

Xiao Yue'er lost a move and landed gracefully, her white skirt rustling. She put away her sword and said, "Sister Miaoyu, how come your swordsmanship has improved so quickly?"

"It's only been a few days, and you're already so fierce and domineering."

“Somewhat enlightened.”

Sheathing the long sword, Miaoyu chuckled, "Your swordsmanship is improving very quickly."

Her cultivation had been stuck at the Half-Step Vajra Realm for two years. Earlier, Miaoyu had thought about trying to break through, but was suppressed by Xiao Han.

this time.

She would go to the dungeon every day and fight with the masters of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and her strength improved more and more obviously.

Xiaoyue'er's Heavenly Demonic Art is stuck at the fourteenth level, which is also half a step to the Vajra Realm.

However, in terms of strength, she is slightly inferior to Miaoyu.

After all, Miaoyu's swordsmanship was taught by Xiao Han himself.

Cao Ruixue was dazzled and envious. She also knew some martial arts, but that was just a bit.

Not to mention being an expert, he is far from even being proficient.

and.

She has also had a sense of crisis recently.

I don’t know where Xiaoyue appeared from. Not only is she pretty, but her martial arts skills are also pretty good.

She never thought she could compete with Miaoyu and Dayueer, but she didn't want to lose to Xiaoyueer, so she worked extra hard these days.

I immerse myself in the study every day, helping to check and process official documents.

If you can’t match his martial arts, then try another method.

In the evening.

The sun sets, the sky becomes dim, the heat from the ground quickly dissipates, and the mountain breeze echoes, bringing a slight coolness.

inside the room.

Xiao Han was carefully wiping the Blood-Red Knife when the door was pushed open and Xiao Yue came in quietly.

"Why are you sneaking around like that?"

He said without looking up.

After all these days of cultivation, Xiaoyue has evolved slightly. Her figure has become more plump, and her every move and gesture are full of unintentional charm, which is endearing.

After all, except for the one that was not broken, all others were broken.

"Master, I also want to go to the dungeon to practice."

She spoke carefully, fearing to displease Xiao Han.

"Go if you want."

Unexpectedly, he agreed very readily, "But there is one condition, the Northern Wei masters in the dungeon cannot die."

"it is good."

There was a look of joy on her face.

The Northern Wei masters imprisoned in the dungeon are all blood packs for Xiao Han to earn killing points. As long as they don’t die, everything will be fine.

"Thank you, Master."

Xiaoyue fell into his arms, her watery eyes filled with ripples.

"Fairy."

Xiao Han said secretly.

(End of this chapter)