His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

After the morning assembly ended, Xu Bing went to the shantytown to take a look at the disaster victims.

The snow stopped a bit today, the weather warmed up slightly, and there was charcoal fire for warmth. The disaster victims looked much better.

At least no one was frozen and turned pale.

After looking around and finding nothing amiss, he took a carriage out of the city and went to Futian to find Gong Zhonghou.

He led him to meet the thousand private soldiers who had been gathered.

Xu Bing had always valued the military, and since last night, the thought of 500,000 cavalrymen weighed heavily on his mind.

He began to place greater emphasis on military affairs.

Gong Zhonghou was reliable in his work. The soldiers he secretly gathered were assembled in a training ground seven kilometers south of Futian.

Every soldier is registered, and their place of origin and physical condition are recorded.

When Xu Bing arrived at the training ground, he looked around and saw more than 800 men.

These men were all handpicked by Gong Zhonghou; they were all excellent candidates for military service.

They were not very tall; by Da Xi's standards, they were barely eight feet tall.

If measured by the standards of Xu Bing's previous life, these eight hundred-plus men would only be around 1.7 meters tall.

The tallest should not exceed 1.73 meters, and the shortest should not be less than 1.67 meters.

Xu Bing was very satisfied with this. Gong Zhonghou was indeed an experienced military man; he always selected elite and good soldiers.

Soldiers of this height have many advantages.

He is of average height, well-coordinated, and has well-proportioned limbs.

Secondly, they are patient and better suited for survival in the wild, as well as for military formations.

Another crucial point is that it consumes relatively little food and is easier to survive. Moreover, if you're crafting armor, it can also reduce the amount of materials needed.

In short, it has many advantages and very few disadvantages.

In fact, being tall is not a good thing in the military.

The drill ground could hold just eight hundred people. At this moment, these soldiers were holding spears and repeating actions such as pointing, stabbing, and deflecting.

Xu Bing nodded secretly, his gaze sweeping over the soldiers one by one, and directly used the Loyalty Seal to imprint it on the hearts of each soldier.

All of this happened invisibly.

Even the soldiers themselves didn't realize it, but when they saw Xu Bing, they were suddenly filled with endless awe. They dared not disobey any of his orders and supported him from the bottom of their hearts.

However, there is a prerequisite for the loyalty stamp.

That means it can only be used on one's own soldiers, and only on soldiers.

Otherwise, this skill would be too overpowered.

"Is this the Imperial Preceptor?"

They knelt in submission.

Xu Bing instructed his father-in-law, Zhonghou, to continue this training for a week. Once the organization and teamwork were improved, the qualification to create first-class armor would be opened up.

Furthermore, one-tenth of the rice was added to the rations of these eight hundred soldiers at each meal.

We need to quickly boost morale and spirit. With more energy, we can dedicate ourselves to tasks such as setting up ambushes and digging secret passages in addition to training.

Gong Zhonghou said worriedly, "My lord, the secret of this armor is very great. Isn't it a bit too prudent to tell them so early?"

"It doesn't matter, I have my own plan."

Xu Bing replied that without the seal of loyalty, he would naturally not dare to be so presumptuous.

These eight hundred men are now absolutely loyal to Xu Bing.

After leaving Futian, he went to Tancun. In fact, he had visited Futian and Tancun the previous morning and knew everything about them.

He brought over a spirit ox to raise in the two thousand acres of ordinary fields.

He then went to the ironworks near Tantan Mountain and stamped the loyalty seals on the two hundred soldiers who were forging armor.

……

While Xu was busy with his illness.

Imperial Prefecture.

Xiao Qiu, the incarnation of Song Si, got up early in the morning, cleaned the front yard, ate breakfast, served herself a bowl of rice and dishes, and went to the back yard.

They arrived at the room where Ji Yuan was.

She pushed open the door and entered.

Hearing the noise, Ji Yuan looked up abruptly and saw that it was Song Si. His back hunched over instantly, and disappointment was hard to hide in his eyes.

Song Si keenly noticed this scene, her brows furrowing slightly. It seemed that His Majesty was not looking forward to her arrival.

"Your Majesty, what happened yesterday?"

Song Si remained cautious, using the magic-based bewitching steps and communicating in low voices through ventriloquism.

If it weren't for the red-eyed black crow hiding in this room...

Even with a gyrfalcon observing from above, it would be difficult to discover the trickery involved. They could only say that Song Si was unlucky and happened to encounter Xu Bing.

"That damned Xu Bing."

The white cloth that Ji Yuan had mentioned was taken away. She cursed angrily and then told Song Si everything that had happened yesterday.

"He...he...he actually called me the Big-Butt Empress! I'm so angry, so angry!"

Ji Yuan's chest heaved as he remarked that it was truly a magnificent and breathtaking sight.

"..."

Song Si glanced down silently.

His expression was strange.

She suddenly looked at Ji Yuan seriously, pausing in her feeding motion, "Your Majesty, if you regain your freedom, what do you plan to do with Xu Bing?"

She sensed that Ji Yuan was different; when recounting yesterday's events, some of Ji Yuan's unintentional expressions had changed.

"How can I possibly let such a wicked villain go unpunished!"

Ji Yuan clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. In reality, these were the only two actions she could take right now.

"Of course I will... kill... him."

But when the word "kill" came up, she hesitated for a moment for some reason.

I recall the smile on Xu Bing's face as he helped refugees yesterday, and the courage he displayed in his act of slaying an immortal.

The key point is that, as she observed, Xu Bing was different from the officials of Da Xi. Such a person could have been an asset to her, not a pawn.

"Your Majesty, don't be deceived by beauty!" Song Si said urgently.

From the disappointed look in Ji Yuan's eyes when she entered, she knew that Ji Yuan had gradually fallen for his handsome appearance.

She had to remind Ji Yuan in time.

"But if I regain my freedom and Xu Bing falls into my hands... will I kill him?"

Ji Yuan was completely bewildered.

"Your Majesty, you must think about it. Who has imprisoned you for so long, and whose magic weapon are the ropes binding you now?" Song Si reminded him in a low voice using ventriloquism.

Ji Yuan suddenly became resolute, and made a decision in his heart: "If I gain power, I will let this villain taste all the humiliations he has suffered before killing him."

Song Si glanced at Ji Yuan, but ultimately she lacked the ability to read minds and could not discern what Ji Yuan was thinking.

but.

She believed in Ji Yuan, and the reason she chose the corrupt Da Xi was because of Ji Yuan.

An emperor with such destiny and fortune cannot be controlled by any single person.

"Hehe, it seems my worries were unnecessary." Song Si smiled wryly.

She might have this worry, but isn't she feeling the same way herself?

She considered herself to be pure and detached from worldly desires, but seeing that face every day still stirred her heart.

That was merely an appreciation of appearance, a physiological instinct.

She is sober.

"A treacherous advisor who brought ruin to the country..." That was how she thought of Xu Bing.

It refers to both behavior and the intangible charm one possesses.