The First Tyrant of Daxia

This statement was quickly recognized by everyone, who were afraid of raising an ungrateful person.

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and said mysteriously: "That's because our ancestors didn't know how to tame a race, but I do!"

"Why do you think I extradited so many teachers, craftsmen, etc.?"

Everyone looked at each other, shocked by Qin Yun's ambition, because history has proven that the grassland peoples cannot be tamed, or can only be tamed for a period of time. It is better to drain them dry and strengthen themselves.

Your Majesty's help to enrich the grassland may not be a good thing. Although they did not speak, they were skeptical.

But the people in the cabinet chose to believe!

Guo Ziyun took the lead and said sternly, "Your Majesty, how do you say we should distribute this money?"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "Let them raise horses, graze, and weave cloth, and distribute them according to their wages, which is higher than the market price. This way, we can get the best of both worlds."

"We have satisfied Daxia's needs and enriched the Hu people on the grasslands. As long as they have food to eat, they will not rebel!"

"After ten years, with the dual invasion of culture and commerce, the Hu people will slowly assimilate."

"By then, Daxia's national strength will soar. You can handle the specific matters with the Ministry of Revenue."

Upon hearing this, no one dared to object.

Guo Ziyun supported it unconditionally: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely work with the grasslands to get this done!"

Qin Yun nodded, only to feel his mouth dry. He couldn't explain the sense of professionalism, but the memory of his previous life made him know that this must be the right thing to do.

Then he looked at the Minister of War Zhao Heng and said, "Lord Zhao, you can recruit soldiers to fill the vacancies."

"The imperial court has money and food, so we don't have to be tied down anymore! Let's start by recruiting 500,000 elite troops. The Tiger Guards, the Divine Machine Battalion, etc. will all be wiped out."

Zhao Heng nodded without commenting, and directly accepted the order: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Qin Yun then took the initiative to order: "Ministry of Rites, you will be responsible for the compensation of the soldiers who died in this war. Erecting monuments and building temples are also indispensable!"

"The pension must be paid in double to the families of the fallen soldiers! If I find out that any of you dares to embezzle this money, even if it's just one or two taels! I will skin him alive!"

His eyes shot out a sharp cold light, it was definitely not just talk, this was also his original promise to the army.

The Minister of Rites and others trembled and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, rest assured. Even if we are completely devoid of conscience, we dare not deduct this kind of money."

"I have issued a military order to ensure that this matter is handled beautifully!"

Qin Yun nodded in a serious tone, and then said, "Minister Gu, please send someone to set up a pension department. All the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for Daxia can go there to seek justice and help. The court will solve any problems!"

This is a disguised form of martyr's family, with special privileges, which is the first time in this era.

All the civil and military officials in the court were surprised, and then they admired and were pleased.

They all knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, you are truly a benevolent ruler!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly. After witnessing the horror of the Youzhou battlefield, what did this reward mean to him?

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yun drew up a reward for the destruction of the Turks, and all the meritorious officials would receive a share.

Xiao Jian was given the title of King of the same name.

Mu Le was granted the title of Second-Rank General of Divine Power and a reward of ten thousand gold.

Liu Wanshi was granted the title of third-rank commander-in-chief and was awarded a thousand gold coins and a hundred pieces of cloth.

He Ya was granted the title of the third-rank Grand Marshal of Xiliang, and was awarded a thousand gold coins and a number of jade artifacts.

Gongsun Zhongmou was appointed as the governor of Xiliang...

"..."

In addition to their rank, their actual power also increased. With such a vast territory, they possessed enormous power.

But they are all confidants, so Qin Yun feels relieved.

Everyone is happy and encouraged!

In addition to meritorious officials, there are also newly appointed ministers, almost all of whom are scholars transferred from the three major academies, as well as the third batch of talents from the Martial Arts Hall.

They were sent by Qin Yun to the grassland and the Protectorate of the Western Regions, where there was a greater need for border defense than in the Central Plains, and there was a huge gap.

Everything was arranged by Qin Yun, and he almost talked until his mouth was watering.

From rewards, to conscription, to people's livelihood, to benevolent governance on the grassland, Qin Yun squandered almost all of the war wealth, at least on the surface.

But the imperial court is still very rich, so rich that Guo Ziyun cannot describe it with numbers. In addition, there is still a treasure of King Gesas that has not been opened, so Qin Yun is full of confidence!

He ordered that within a year, Daxia must emerge from the war and take another big step forward!

When the army returned to the capital, there was always a lot of things to do. This busyness lasted for three whole days, and I could only get a good night's sleep at night.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Yuxiang prepared a tonic soup and ordered that the concubines in the harem were not allowed to sleep with Qin Yun in the next few days. Qin Yun became a treasure.

He snored loudly at night, but he insisted on sleeping with the children in his arms, which caused the four children to cry a lot at night.

Qin Yun also adapted to this kind of life. He was busy with government affairs in the morning, accompanied his children in the afternoon, occasionally met with important officials, and had a good rest at night.

After more than twenty days, he finally recovered and improved his martial arts a little bit with Murong Shunhua.

The reason why it was only a little bit was not because Murong couldn't teach well, but because Qin Yun's mind was not on this. He kept calling her "Master's wife" and kissed and touched her. She couldn't teach at all.

Finally, there are five days left until another Lantern Festival.

The imperial capital was plunged into the depths of winter. Snow flakes flew like broken jade, scattering all over the earth. The lights in every home were extremely beautiful.

Night is falling.

In the imperial study, Qin Yun coaxed Tianyao and Jincheng, two caring little girls, to sleep, and asked Su Yan to take the children away. He said softly, "Aunt Su, come to see me later."

Su Yan's intellectual face froze, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Jin Cheng is already one year old, and he still calls her Aunt Su. Your Majesty is really... too spoiled!

"Your Majesty, please go to bed early. The Queen Mother said that you should exercise restraint for a month. It's not time yet, so I dare not come." She showed a beautiful smile and deliberately twisted her slender waist as she left.

You can see it, but you can’t eat it!

Qin Yun curled his lips and had to give up. He couldn't imagine that he could restrain himself for half a month when he was surrounded by hundreds of flowers, all of which were top beauties!

Suddenly, Old Feng appeared like a ghost.

The old man was wearing a scarlet robe, which made him look festive and kind, and he looked ten years younger. He always wore black clothes, but this piece of clothes was sewed by Xiao Yuxiang personally at the instruction of Qin Yun and given to him. At that time, tears welled up in the old man's eyes and he almost burst into tears!

From then on, he never changed his clothes that winter.

"Your Majesty, I just received a message from the Royal Guards that Wanyan Honglie in Muzhou has woken up, and the Eleventh Prince plans to send him back to the imperial capital."

"And Prince Ning, his injuries have also improved a lot. Doctor Sun said that the burn scars will be completely gone in the near future."

"Also, Taoist Zhibai is outside the palace and wants to see you."

After hearing the three pieces of news, Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Prince Ning and Wanyan Honglie were out of danger, they were glad.

Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "Master Zhibai, this old fellow has caused me so much harm!"