Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 363 An can tell whether I am male or female

"I tell you, he must be a woman."

"But he doesn't have breasts either." Princess Pingyang looked down at her own breasts and said, "I have both."

"You have some, but not much." Xia Lin walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back. "The voice, body shape, skin texture and even eyes are not what a man should be like. He is a womanizer."

"Xia Daosheng, who are you looking down on?" Princess Pingyang raised her chin: "What do you mean by some but not much?"

Dong Niang also started to speak enthusiastically at this time: "It would be great if we could dissect him."

"Hey, don't start off with such an anti-human speech." Xia Lin stood at the window with his hands on his hips: "Sanniang, you grew up with him, and you don't know about this?"

"I don't know. We just bullied him because he wasn't masculine enough. So when he grew up, he stopped associating with us."

"Oh..." Xia Lin turned around and glanced at Sanniang: "You royal relatives are not good people either."

"Coming from a family of military honors, one must be brave and courageous. Who would like those who are neither male nor female?" Princess Pingyang leaned over and smiled, "How about you, how are you going to face him now? Is he male or female?"

"Of course it's a man. Don't be fooled by his good looks. Even if he were a woman, I would be annoyed by him." Xia Lin waved his hand: "She's so hypocritical. She's not even as good as you."

"Hey! Xia Daosheng, I didn't offend you, did I?"

"Isn't this a compliment to you?" Xia Lin sat cross-legged, his hands on his knees: "Your Highness, how is Cheng Qian's homework going recently?"

"His studies are good, but I think I have offended Guanyin Bi. She is very protective of her children. When Cheng Qian just went to the academy to work with other children, she was not very happy."

"Who cares?" Xia Lin sneered, "If you're in my territory, you have to follow my rules. So what do you think? If you think it's not okay, I'll just put Cheng Qian in another class."

"Very good. I often go to the academy to see Cheng Qian. He was not used to it at first, but now he doesn't want to go home. He said he is very happy in the academy."

"That's fine." Xia Lin nodded. "Let me tell you, the higher the starting point, the more important it is to dig down deep. Your son will do the same in the future."

"You want to die." Princess Pingyang kicked Xia Lin and said, "Dong Niang is still here, and you start talking nonsense?"

Xia Lin was confused and looked at His Highness blankly: "What did I say? You kicked me. No, sister, I mean that when you have children in the future, they should also be trained in the academy like Cheng Qian. The key is that children should be correctly guided and trained from an early age. I'm not saying that you and I should give birth to a son. Don't make up your mind."

As soon as he finished speaking, His Highness's face suddenly turned red, and this time even his eyeballs turned red. The rapid redness could even remind people of steamed crabs.

"You feel embarrassed now, don't you?" Xia Lin took her hand and handed it to Dong Niang: "Prick her, don't let her blood vessels burst."

But fortunately, everyone was so familiar with each other that the shyness would only last for a moment. Dong Niang had something else to do in the evening, so she left first.

The remaining two, one who abstains from alcohol and the other from sex, were just staring at each other.

"Do you really believe what Dong Niang said that Du Gu Han is a woman?"

"I only believe three words from three people in this world. One is Zhang Zhongchun saying that the meatballs are delicious. Another is Li Shimin saying that this child must not be kept. The last one is Dong Niang saying that this person must be sick. I will think about everything others say. It's not that I don't trust them, but I will think about it."

"I see. You really do believe in Dong Niang."

"If you don't believe me, Dong Niang, you should have turned into bones by now."

"Okay, okay, you are right. But did you really call Dugu Han here today to see whether he is a man or a woman?"

Xia Lin was silent for a moment: "It's half and half. I want to give him a warning and let him know that I am a lunatic. People like him are not afraid of bullies or people who don't care about their lives. He is afraid of people like me who are unreasonable."

"Well, I can see some of it."

"That's enough." Xia Lin raised his head and sighed, "Sometimes I'm also very tired. I have to play different roles every day. Your Highness, let's elope?"

"Why are you here again? You don't have any respect for me anymore."

"Oh, right. It just so happens that I have nothing to do these days. I will take you to the military camp tomorrow and have breakfast and lunch together in the morning."

"Lunch? How many meals a day do you have in your camp?"

"Four meals, breakfast, lunch, dinner and a midnight snack before bed."

“Four meals!!!”

Her Royal Highness the Princess shouted, "You give the soldiers four meals!?"

"Don't get excited." Xia Lin waved his hand. "Originally it was five meals, but the training schedule didn't allow it, so it was changed to four meals. It's okay."

“That’s still okay!?”

In order to test whether Xia Lin was bragging or not, the prince got up early the next morning and waited at the door of Xia Lin's house. When he came out, he was startled by the princess: "Eh? You are waiting for me here?" "Stop talking nonsense, go away."

The carriage rolled to the front of the East Suburb Camp. This was no longer the small camp as it was at the beginning. This was a large military-controlled area, which could even form a small town. Xia Lin checked the password when he entered, and the moment he saw the sentry, Princess Pingyang knew that this army should not be underestimated.

Upon entering the camp, Her Highness was really astonished by the scenery here. She could still understand Fuliang outside, but Fuliang inside the military camp seemed like a completely different world.

The barracks were kept clean and tidy, without a speck of fallen leaves or dust anywhere. The soldiers were marching in unison, and special logistics personnel were slaughtering pigs and sheep.

"The daily routine of soldiers now is waking up, morning exercises, breakfast, classes, lunch, lunch break, exercises, physical training, dinner, camp activities, evening roll call, midnight snack and lights out."

"Attend class?"

"Yes, classes. Teaching literacy and some skills like carpentry and masonry. In case you get injured and return home, you'll have a means of making a living." Xia Lin took Princess Pingyang for a stroll here with his hands behind his back.

From afar, she could see the soldiers doing drill in thin clothes. Their figures... were enough to make her sisters drool.

As a general leading troops to fight, His Highness could tell at a glance that these were not soldiers from the camp, but were clearly a group of death squads. With Xia Lin's order, they could rush into Jinling City right away.

It was really too shocking.

After the drill, they followed the soldiers to the canteen to eat. There were many canteens and they even had to wait in a long line before they could get their meals.

Princess Pingyang felt dizzy when she saw the breakfast arrangement. Not only was there noodles, but there were also various side dishes with eggs, fried cakes, etc. She could drink porridge or eat something dry.

In short, the money for this breakfast is probably equivalent to a soldier's entire day's food expenses in most barracks outside.

No wonder the military camp doesn't allow outsiders to enter and leave at will. If others see this place, won't Xia Lin rot?

In the morning, these soldiers will take various courses. The students who come to class are all from the academy, mainly from the School of Engineering. They teach the soldiers literacy and some professional skills.

At noon, the main dish on today's menu was pork belly. Her Highness didn't know what pork belly was, but when she took the bowl and took a portion, she knew what it was. The pork belly was cut into pieces half the size of a man's palm and covered the bowl, with some vegetables on the side, and a spoonful of broth, and there was even no limit on the rice.

How much does this cost...

No wonder Fuliang is thriving while Xia Lin cries poor every day.

Isn't this where all the money is spent?

Seriously speaking, if Fuliang's current military budget was given to her, she could raise an army of 300,000 people by herself. However, Xia Lin only has less than 30,000 people, including the new army that comes from the Po Lu Army to support her.

And 30,000 people spent the military funds of 300,000 people. What does this mean? He is no longer raising ordinary soldiers, he is raising a god of war.

But as the inspection went deeper, the princess became more and more shocked. She found that food was only a small part of the total military expenditure. The military pay, weapons, training, etc. were all amazing. No wonder the soldiers here had good spirits, strict military discipline and strong combat effectiveness.

Forget about 20,000 against 50,000. If she leads the team, 20,000 can easily beat 500,000. Their personal qualities, morale, equipment, combat skills and even team capabilities are all top-notch. It's a pity that there are only 20,000 people. If they want to expand it to 200,000... No, only 100,000 are needed. Then why would others fight for the world? They can just come and be his dogs peacefully.

"How is it, my little princess?"

"Call my sister."

Before leaving, Xia Lin asked Princess Pingyang in a boastful manner: "Is my camp okay?"

Still okay? If this doesn't work, then there is no one else in the world who can do it. This is just pure waste of money. Using the most exaggerated ratio in the world to support talents is simply absurd and chaotic. Who can afford to waste so much money?
"I'll talk about it in detail after I get back. I think there are big problems."

Princess Pingyang was now a professional player. She was the first to board the carriage. She sat on it with a frown, wondering in her heart what chances the Li family's soldiers would have of winning against Fuliang's new army.

There should be a 40:60 split, with Fuliang 40% and Lijia 60%. But the problem is that the premise of this 40:60 split is that the Li family emptied their family coffers and piled all 300,000 troops from the north together.

After the battle, regardless of victory or defeat, the Li family is finished. It will rapidly weaken and become prey to other powerful people.

But the problem is that Xia Lin also has big problems. Its unsustainability is the biggest problem. Once the treatment of these soldiers declines, their morale will quickly plummet.

In short, the princess thought that Xia Lin was absolutely wrong in raising troops in this way.

No one could have guessed what the lovely Dugu Han was doing at this moment. Hanhan was writing a novel in the style of imitating the Dream of the Red Chamber. She had nothing to do recently. Ever since she started investing with Xia Lin, her forehead wrinkles had smoothed out. This kind of life of making money by lying down was boring and uninteresting. In addition, everyone has a desire to create, so she started writing.

But the problem is that she thinks Dream of the Red Chamber is too childish, and it is written by people like Xia Lin who have never enjoyed wealth and luxury to fool people...

and many more.

Suddenly Dugu Han realized a serious problem. No one in the world knew how much money Xia Lin had earned better than her, but he did not look like a wealthy man. Where was his money?
Where did his money go? Where did all that huge amount of money go? We need to investigate.

(End of this chapter)