Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

The autumn wind is bleak and the white dew turns to frost.

After entering September, the slack season for farmers, the sky and the earth are all red and yellow.

Xie Xian and Xie Changhuan sat side by side in the study. The sun was shining brightly outside the window and the breeze was not dry.

Xie Xian held the teacup in her hand and took a sip. The truth was that the data from the Mohist School came out yesterday and they were in a hurry to get it, so she could only speed up the drawing overnight.

She was busy until the third watch before she went to bed. Tears welled up in her eyes as she leaned against the table and said in a low voice, "Uncle Six, how did you recruit new soldiers in previous years?"

Seeing that she looked like she hadn't woken up yet, Xie Changhuan smiled helplessly, his brows full of the calmness of time: "In previous years, most of the recruitments were recommended by the families of the military in the garrison, and they valued family background and martial arts."

Xie Xian nodded when she heard this. She had heard about this before. There were many people of the same sex among the coal spirits at the bottom of the inkstone washing pool. She had guessed this a long time ago.

"This year, I intend to add a literacy test on the basis of the existing ones. Not only martial arts skills are required, but also strategic skills," she said with a sharp look in her eyes.

He continued, "To be the seedlings for the selection of generals in the future. After all, if the generals in the army are both civil and military, they will be better able to march and deploy troops and make plans thousands of miles away."

As a girl, Xie Xian had a lazy personality and it was difficult for her to lead the troops herself. In this era, the military commanders had beautiful women accompanying them on the battlefield. The battle depended entirely on the soldiers below, who had an overwhelming desire to survive and exerted their subjective initiative.

After a few battles, some powerful people will naturally stand out. Just give them a small official title and they will be grateful and work for you.

Speaking of the most powerful ones, three to five hundred years ago, there were many brilliant generals and great conflicts among the princes, which devastated the land of Zhongzhou and now the population has not even exceeded 10 million.

Therefore, in this age where appearance is everything, it is rare to be able to lead troops in battle and not be feared by the emperor.

Xie Xian's ascension to the throne was in keeping with the times. The emperor was wary of and suppressed military men, so it was a great opportunity for her, a lady from an aristocratic family, to lead an army.

The Xie family led the Black Stone Guard. Her father, Xie Ding, was a pure literati and seldom interfered in the affairs of the guard. As long as the food and wages were paid in place and the safety of the Black Stone and the families of the surrounding guards was guaranteed, he could control the morale of the army.

The guards' requirements are really not high.

Seeing Xie Xian's proposal, Xie Changhuan nodded approvingly, his eyes full of satisfaction: "This is a very good move. I also think that the army should be like this, emphasizing both civil and military affairs, so as to adapt to the current situation."

"Let a few teams come up with a test paper and hand it in so that everyone can brainstorm!" Xie Xian thought to herself. The first rule in the workplace, of course, is to look up the past for areas that you are completely unfamiliar with.

Si Ji and others who were enjoying the breeze on the boat felt a chill on their backs and sneezed.

As the two were discussing, the topic somehow turned to Kang Jian: "By the way, is there still no news from the Mi Yu Wei? How is the matter with A Weng going?"

At the same time, in the Chengming Hall in the imperial capital, memorials were piled high in front of the imperial desk, and the emperor was reviewing them one by one, holding a red pen in his hand.

The fire in the room was burning hot and the air was filled with fragrance. The bright yellow gauze curtain was gently hung down, blocking the cold wind outside the hall.

The eunuch standing nearby changed the warm tea cups quietly, not daring to make a sound. Not long after, a eunuch hurried to the side hall door.

Seeing him sticking his head out, the eunuch in green official uniform frowned, and seeing that the emperor was not paying attention, he walked out with a gloomy face.

There have been frequent wars in the north these days, and His Majesty is in a bad mood. Naturally, those who serve him have to be more careful.

"What's the matter?" The eunuch was startled by the cold wind outside the hall and asked with a serious face.

The eunuch smiled and said hurriedly, "There's another quarrel in Xuanshi Hall. The Minister of the Chancellery couldn't stop them this time. They said it was still about the things in the north."

A trace of helplessness flashed across the eunuch's face: "Let them quarrel, just don't disturb Your Majesty."

"How can that be possible? Prime Minister Feng has requested that His Majesty make the decision!" The eunuch looked as if he was about to cry.

A few big guys had a verbal fight, and they, the innocuous ones, suffered.

Inside Chengming Palace, Emperor Qi's eyes fell on a memorial about the increase in military expenditures in the northwest. His brows couldn't help but frown slightly. The situation at Tongguan was not good either.

In today's Great Xia, the barbarians in the north are eyeing it covetously, and the former troops of the Jin Kingdom in the west are also trying to make a comeback. He was not happy for two days about the secret technique presented by Concubine Cui two days ago, because he was disturbed by the urgent news from the border again.

"Who's outside?" Emperor Qi simply put down his pen and walked outside.

The eunuch who came over bowed and said, "It was over at Xuanshi Hall, Zhang Changli from the Ministry of War and Duzhi Shangshu from the Ministry of Granaries had a quarrel."

Emperor Qi frowned and sighed softly. He reluctantly took the cloak handed over by the eunuch and walked towards the Xuanshi Hall.

Chengming Hall was where the emperor worked on weekdays, while Xuanshi Hall was where the literati dealt with state affairs. The two halls were not far from each other, so if there was an important event, the emperor could arrive in time.

Emperor Qi, before he even reached the door, heard the voice of Shangshu Ling Xie Zhao: "The two adults should not hurt the harmony about the Northern Barbarians. We are all here to share your worries. Why don't we raise some money and food and send them first? This will show your majesty's generosity and also win the hearts of the soldiers on the border."

The Minister of Finance on the side pursed his lips and said, "I heard that the Minister of the Chancellery has obtained the secret technique of black stone, which can be used to replace firewood and charcoal. Now that it is winter, I think he can make a lot of money, so he comes to us to share his wealth."

His sarcastic voice made everyone in the hall look at Xie Zhao with envy. What good luck!

Qi Di, who was standing outside the door, stopped pushing the door and tilted his head slightly.

The man in blue whispered to the attendant, "It is true. Rumor has it that it was presented by the Xie family of Chen County." Upon hearing this, Emperor Qi frowned slightly.

Emperor Qi came to power illegitimately and hated military generals who became powerful the most, especially those who had close ties with the border troops and the court, who would be disliked.

He pushed the door open heavily, ignored the bows of the ministers on both sides, and walked straight to the throne.

Several eunuchs followed him quickly. The one in the cloak who lit the incense burner waited until Emperor Qi sat down before waving his hand and saying calmly, "No need to be polite!"

Several ministers looked at each other and wondered why the emperor was in such a bad mood today.

"Your Majesty, we need to decide as soon as possible how to raise military funds for the northern affairs," said Prime Minister Feng.

Emperor Qi narrowed his eyes, played with the Buddhist beads in his hand and said: "Didn't Minister Xie just say that he was willing to provide some financial support?" His voice was flat, but it did not conceal the coldness in it at all.

Xie Zhao was sweating profusely and fell to his knees. "Your Majesty, I have a little money at home and I am willing to donate 200,000 coins."

The Minister of Finance looked at Xie Zhao's defeat and sneered, "Minister Xie's Wushi method can earn more than this!"

Everyone's eyes turned. Xie Zhao usually put on an act. Every time military funds were raised, he was the first to jump out and pave the way for Emperor Qi.

They have been tricked many times, and now they have stepped on His Majesty's sore spot. The boomerang will arrive late but it will arrive.