The sky fell straight down and turned into a golden glow that fell outside the lobby of the Ministry of War.

It was late at night in the game at this time, and the lobby of the Ministry of War was still noisy. The soldiers outside were from the Fire Army, the Flame Army, and the Parliamentary Army, which were crowded. In the lobby, you could hear several ministers of the Ministry of War constantly appeased the crowd, but the effect was not great. The old Shangshu Tan Guozhu sat there with a crutch, frowned and said nothing.

"Your Highness, King Xiaoyao, is here!"

Just as I stepped into the Ministry of War, I saw a group of officials holding their fists one by one, and a group of legion commanders from abroad also held their fists one by one. Regardless of whether there were any grudges or grudges before, I had to salute me as the King of Xiaoyao at this time, otherwise I could be punished for the crime of disrespect.

...

"Dear leaders, what's going on?"

I walked to the front of the sand table of the imperial territory in the center of the yamen, clasped my fists at the old minister, turned around and pressed the table, and said, "I heard you all quarrels before I even entered the door."

"It's not a question of the source of the army, it's a cliché."

The old Shangshu stood up with a cane, came to the front of the sand table, pointed to the clay-sculpted soldiers representing the source of the soldiers with his hand, and said, "This time, a total of 200,000 new soldiers were recruited from major provinces of the empire. You know, the empire has been fighting for years, and the people were already suffering. Now it is difficult to recruit new soldiers. Many legions have even begun to directly recruit their own food and salary at the garrison. This is also a solution. The 200,000 new soldiers recruited this time are all young and strong from the empire. Because the source of troops is so good, all the major corpses have started to quarrel. So, they have gathered together."

"How is it currently allocated?" I asked.

The old minister looked at him, and a young assistant minister of the Ministry of War walked up, holding the book in his hand, and said, "Report to the current distribution method of Your Highness is like this. Among them, the Liuhuo Legion gets 80,000 troops, the Flame God Legion gets 30,000 troops, the Templar Knights gets 20,000 troops, and the Parliamentary Army gets 20,000 troops. In addition, the Flame Legion, the Silver Screen Legion, the Yunxi Legion, and the Beishuang Legion each get 10,000 troops, the Imperial Army and the Yunhai Legion each get 5,000 troops."

I frowned. It is perfect for uneven distribution. If I remember correctly, the files assigned by this recruit were still approved by me by myself, and I gave me the most Fire Army. Why not approve it?

"There are indeed fewer troops."

I clasped my fists at the commander-level generals and said, "My commanders, this time the total number of soldiers is relatively small, and the reason why the Liuhuo Legion is distributed to the Liuhuo Legion is mainly because the Liuhuo Legion suffered too much loss in the Dragon Domain Battle and guarded the northern border. The task is a major task, which can help the Liuhuo Legion recover its prosperity as soon as possible. This is the top priority for the entire northern defense line. This is the decision I discussed with Fengxiang."

Nangong Yi looked disappointed: "Your Highness and Feng Xiang's discussion had no objection, but why did the Yan Shen Legion only have 30,000 troops? Our Yan Shen Legion reduced its number of troops by 180,000 in the battle of the Dragon Domain. What can these 30,000 be blocked? Is it possible to get some gaps between my teeth?"

I can only smile.

Sikong Hai of the Templars frowned and said, "The Temple only has 20,000 new recruits, which is really not enough to supplement and damage. Moreover, the materials and food and salary granted by the Ministry of Revenue this time are far from enough. If this continues, would it be necessary to let the soldiers of the Templars fight the life of the Demon Legion with wooden guns and shields?"

I smiled again: "It will be resolved. Lord Sikonghai, please be careful not to be impatient."

At this time, a black-faced man in armor walked forward and said, "My Imperial Guard is responsible for defending the capital and protecting His Majesty's safety. He only gave him five thousand new recruits. Please ask me, what does the King Xiaoyao mean to distribute this way? If the Imperial Guard is incomplete, once the thief enters the capital, who will be responsible for His Majesty's safety?"

I raised my eyebrows and recognized it. The old acquaintance, Commander Qiu Baizhan, so I clasped my fists and smiled: "The biggest crisis in the Xuanyuan Empire is outside, not inside. The Imperial Army still has 100,000 elite troops. Just add 5,000 people to a little. What do you want to do? Continue to add 200,000 troops to a prosperous army?"

Qiu Baizhan gritted his teeth: "Listen to your Highness, protect Your Majesty, is it enough for 100,000 people?"

“What else?”

I was also sarcastic and sneered: "It's not enough to protect one Majesty by 100,000 people? If there are really thieves who are killing you, even 100,000 pigs will be enough to overturn your opponent, right?"

Everyone laughed loudly, among which the silver screen legion Nangong Chi laughed the most, most of them were unhappy, Qiu Baizhan had been too long.

"Your Highness, you..."

What else does Qiu Baizhan want to continue to say?

I waved my hand directly and said, "Commander Qiu, I hope you understand the current situation. After the war in the Dragon Realm, it is now a scene of the country being trapped in the country and the people being scarce. The national treasury is completely empty. The food sown after the spring has not been recovered. We don't have so much food, so how can we feed so many soldiers? At present, the major corps are short of people, food and salary. The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War are all trying to find a way. Commander Qiu has 100,000 elite soldiers in the capital and is still petty. What does it mean? Do you want me to draw 50,000 from the Imperial Guard to help the major corps guarding the border? Logically speaking, they need these troops more."

Mu Tiancheng hugged his arms with his arms: "This matter seems to be controversial!"

Qiu Baizhan's face was pale: "Your Highness, my subordinates are just talking. Since there is no more military source, the Imperial Guard is willing to wait! My colleagues are all serving the country, so I, Qiu Baizhan, will naturally not fall behind."

"That's good."

I nodded, looked at everyone, and said, "There is only 200,000 recruits in this batch. There will be more next month, and there will be more next month. The empire's troops will be provided to the corps where you are. At present, it is just a matter of priority. The Liuhuo Legion is stationed at Yanmen Pass, which is the top priority. The west can quickly support the Dragon Domain defense and the east can assist the Far East Province, so I gave a large portion of the recruits to the Liuhuo Legion, and the Liuhuo Legion's elite. These recruits will be first-class elite soldiers within three months of the Liuhuo Legion. Who can guarantee the legion where you are? So if anyone has any objection, come to me and I will explain it to him."

Everyone was silent. At this time, whoever dared to speak would be attacked.

After a while, everyone remained silent.

Mu Tiancheng laughed: "The matter assigned by the recruits has been discussed? If it is over, don't affect my drinking with His Highness Xiaoyao?"

The leaders all held their fists and left.

...

In the backyard of the Ministry of War, the bright moonlight fell in the lotus pond in the night.

In the pavilion, Mu Tiancheng threw a pot of wine over and smiled and said, "Drink one?"

"Thank you."

I took a sip at the wine pot, which tasted sour. Mu Tiancheng took out a pot of wine from the storage bag, poured it on his own, looked up at the moonlight, and felt a little calm, but at this moment, a figure floated over, and the white-clothed wind did not smell, so he naturally sat down and said with a smile: "Has the Ministry of War finished arguing?"

"It's over." I looked speechless.

"Duke Fuyu, come a pot of wine?"

"There is something that Feng Xiang wants, but he dares not to obey."

Mu Tiancheng took a pot of wine and threw it over. After Feng Buwen caught the pot, he took a sip at the spout. The scholar in white was drinking under the moon, which was quite poetic. He put down the pot, looked at the bright moon, and smiled and said, "What about that day?"

"generally."

I smiled slightly.

Feng Buwen smiled meaningfully: "Sit in the sky, this kind of scenery is not something that can be said in just one sentence. I admire the late emperor's eyes more and more. When I first chose you, my eyes were indeed like torches. If someone else had changed, I would probably change my master in this fantasy moon world. If the real dragon was born, would the real dragon really tolerate the king of the human world?"

"Who knows."

I frowned and said, "But hasn't this blood-lost true dragon never had a chance to be born?"

The wind did not hear the wine pot and raised it: "This pot of wine should be toasted with you!"

"Thank you."

We each took a sip.

Mu Tiancheng, who was standing by, sighed and said, "Fortunately there is Jing Yunyue in the world, and fortunately there is Fengxiang and Xiaoyao King. Now that the late emperor is wandering around, we old ministers have really become the pillars of the country~~~"

"Old minister?"

Feng Buwen looked at him and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I have been in the prime minister for decades, but I have always thought that I was still the scholar Feng Buwen, the young man who was devoted to cultivating his own family, and this sentence from Fu Yugong woke me up and all came. Now I am also a veteran of two dynasties and have become a legendary old minister."

"The old minister is a treasure."

I took a sip of wine and finally tasted the slight spicy taste. I smiled and said, "Without us old ministers, who would know what the empire's world would look like now."

Mu Tiancheng looked at me meaningfully: "Old minister, sometimes he is destined to be regarded as a powerful minister, and you, King Xiaoyao, are the first one."

I laughed: "Donald Fu Yu said what I said in the Ministry of War just now?"

"Um."

Mu Tiancheng said: "Just like being an official, Xiaoyao is obviously unqualified, but from the perspective of protecting the empire, Xiaoyao is the most qualified. The greater the ability and the stronger the strength, the more likely it is to be jealous. Your Highness Xiaoyao is not worried that if you don't become an official in the court in the future, you will be revenge by your enemies?"

"How can I care so much?"

I pointed to the sky and said, "I can hide in the sky. I don't believe that there are many enemies in the world who can chase it."

Feng Buyin couldn't help laughing, and picked up the wine pot again and touched it gently on my wine pot, saying, "One person divided into two halves, half sitting in the sky, and half staying in the world. It's the true immortal of Xiaoyao King, Feng Buyin convinced me!"

I touched it back for a moment, my eyes swept across the wind and didn't hear the pale temples gradually turned white, and I couldn't help feeling sad, and said, "A roll of painting, staying in the temple, white-clothed ministers, are well-deserved."

Mu Tiancheng also touched the wine pot when he lifted it: "Mu Tiancheng, respect you both!"

For a time, the three great masters, three old ministers and powerful ministers of the dynasty became so sympathetic.
Chapter completed!