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

Chapter 71 General's Mansion Recruitment

In order to encourage Xiaoyue'er to learn martial arts.

for several days in a row.

Xiao Han would teach her the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

Xiao Yue'er was worthy of being called the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect. She made rapid progress and gradually became able to fight him evenly.

No matter what.

Xiao Han is still more skilled.

Seven or eight days later.

Xiao Yue was somewhat unable to defeat the enemy, so she went to the dungeon every day, hiding from her master under the pretext of practicing martial arts.

It had been sunny for half a month.

Late July.

A long rain dispelled the hot and dry air in Xiliang.

The drizzle lasted for two days and two nights.

In the pavilion.

Xiao Han was making tea and drinking wine.

Cool breeze blows on my face.

Along with the strong fragrance of plants and trees, fruits and snacks were placed on the table.

"Sir, thank you for the young marquis' arrival in Yizhou."

Miaoyu came over, put down the intelligence in her hand, pursed her lips and said, "Should we send someone to kill him?"

He shook his head: "Let alone Old Mu being next to you, don't you know what Xie Xuanli does? He has one trick after another."

"Besides, there are people who want to kill the son of Zhenbei Marquis everywhere in the world."

"Why bother with that?"

He glanced at a piece of information and threw it into the fire, turning it into ashes: "Naturally someone will do it for us."

"By the way, where is Xiaoyue? Why hasn't she been seen for several days?"

Xiao Han asked.

Miaoyu rolled her eyes at her master in displeasure and muttered, "I am just afraid of you."

"Cough cough."

The tea in his mouth almost spit out, and he said with a straight face: "Good Yu'er, you can't wrongly accuse me, is your young master that kind of person?"

"Yes."

Miaoyu nodded with a determined look in her eyes.

She knew that every time she put on those embarrassing clothes, her husband seemed to be extremely excited.

And with Xiaoyue's posture, she will definitely be more attractive after putting on those embarrassing clothes.

Miaoyu was thinking in her heart whether she should try it more.

Little did she know that Xiao Han had seen through her thoughts. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Good Yu'er, I still have a lot. Do you want to come tonight?"

"Think about it."

She wrinkled her nose and did not agree immediately.

"Minister Pan said yesterday that he would bring some people here today for you to review."

Miaoyu said, "It should arrive this afternoon. Sir, you must prepare in advance. You must not lose the dignity of the General of Pingxi."

That's true. They were all the best selected from the scholars and warriors who came from all over the place.

If he feels capable, he can be transferred to work in the Pingxi General's Office.

Or he could arrange a job for him in the governor's office.

"Is there a list?"

"Have."

Miaoyu went to the study and fetched the list: "The Secret Service has checked the backgrounds of these people. They are clean and unlikely to be spies."

She did not speak too confidently, because Miaoyu knew that her master had a hidden power in his hands.

It must be that the Secret Service investigates it once, and then Luowang investigates it once more.

Just because someone is not a spy now does not mean he will not be one in the future.

Whether it is the governor's office or the general's office, as long as they are not allowed to access core secrets, it doesn't matter if they are spies.

Xiao Han looked carefully and saw that there were about forty or fifty people on the list, half of them were scholars and half were warriors.

Each person's experience background is marked in great detail.

There was a name among them that instantly caught his attention.

"Shen Pei?"

"Young master, do you know this person?"

Miaoyu spoke.

"heard about it."

He nodded slightly.

"Shen Pei is the only son of Jianzong's leader Shen Tunan. Later, Jianzong was frozen for unknown reasons, and Shen Pei wandered around the world."

Miaoyu said: "Although this person's cultivation is only at the Vajra Realm, his swordsmanship is very ruthless and he is also quite vicious."

"It doesn't matter if you're a little fierce."

Xiao Han said: "But it depends on whether it is convenient to use and whether it is easy to use."

He didn't expect that Shen Pei would come to Xiliang to seek refuge with him.

I think he must have been defeated by the future martial arts legend when he was fighting for the Wanjian Guizong.

In the afternoon.

More than ten carriages stopped in front of the general's mansion.

More than forty scholars and warriors filed in, entered the general's mansion, and headed straight for Tinghua Courtyard.

Xiao Han was waiting early.

Hundreds of elite guards carried swords on their waists and spears in their hands. "Greetings, General."

Dozens of people stood in the misty drizzle and bowed in unison.

Some people are worried.

Some people remain calm.

Some people had never seen such a scene before and were quite uneasy.

Some people are unruly.

Among them, the most prominent one is Shen Pei.

He was wearing coarse linen clothes, carrying a long sword on his back, his face was cold and his eyes were chilly.

"Everyone, get up."

Xiao Han sat with his horse and sword in his arms, his eyes swept over these people, and finally stopped for a moment on Shen Pei.

He waved.

"Thank you, General."

Even someone as ferocious as Shen Pei did not dare to show any unusual movement in front of Xiao Han.

The person in front of me is a real killing god.

In the underworld, vendettas can at most lead to the extermination of a clan or faction.

Xiao Han, who led an army of thousands, killed tens of thousands of people.

Not to mention those years in the North.

He fought wars in the south and the north, killing the barbarians of the Northern Wei Dynasty and making them terrified.

Just in that year in Xiliang, countless grassland people died at his hands.

"Gu Yun."

Miaoyu beside her picked up the list, and the scholar whose name was read stood up and slightly clasped his fists.

"I heard that you studied in a religious school?"

Xiao Han spoke.

"Reporting to the general, I have been in the clan school for five years."

Gu Yun was neither humble nor arrogant.

"What did you learn?"

he asked.

"art of war."

Gu Yun answered.

Xiao Han said: "Can you march and deploy troops, and can you raise food and logistics?"

"meeting."

Gu Yun nodded.

"Do you think you can serve in this position as a soldier?"

Xiao Han asked again.

"can."

Gu Yun continued to nod.

"Yuan Shao, do you think he can do the job?"

He looked at Pan Yuanshao beside him.

"can."

Pan Yuanshao nodded.

"it is good."

Xiao Han looked at Gu Yun and said, "I'll give you three months to come up with a combat plan for the grassland tribes. Any questions?"

"no problem."

Gu Jun remained calm and composed.

Others looked at him with envy.

"Next, Xiahou Qing."

Miaoyu shouted.

The man stepped forward. He was about twenty years old, with an ordinary appearance. He was not handsome, and even a little ugly.

The facial features are not regular.

"What does the General want to ask?"

Xiahou Qing bowed and clasped his fists politely.

Xiao Han did not show any impatience or disgust, but asked: "What are you good at?"

"Give me some advice."

Xiahou Qing straightened his back and looked calm.

"First serve as a staff member in the General's Office, with a three-month probation period."

Xiao Han spoke.

There were more than twenty scholars, and none of them was eliminated. After all, they had been screened by Pan Yuanshao, so he felt relatively relieved.

If they fail to produce anything during the probation period, it won’t be too late to ask them to pack up and leave.

"Trial match."

Miaoyu glanced at the list and called out Shen Pei's name.

Shen Pei stood up with his arms folded across his chest.

"Da Yue'er."

Xiao Han waved his hand, and Dayueer walked out, holding an ancient Qingfeng sword with its sheath in her arms.

Her pretty face looked indifferent.

(End of this chapter)