Zhongjing.

In Changming Palace, various reports were made in an orderly manner.

Emperor Daxuan Ye Heng supported his cheek with one hand and patiently watched the officials in the hall argue endlessly over some policies, and his thoughts floated to some unknown place.

Chen Luo, who loves out of context, went to Dongcang, and Ye Dafu, who loves to cause trouble, returned to southern Xinjiang. Now Zhongjing seems to be less lively, and everything is more orderly.

Thinking of this, Ye Heng frowned slightly again. Chen Luo, I have compensated a prince for you, and my wife doesn’t let her go to the kang anymore. Don’t you know to come back to see me?

Yes, you are also a victim, but you are a junior, a minister, and a young man, shouldn't you let the emperor be allowed to?

No matter how you say that, you have been granted the title of national commander, and you also want to come to Zhongjing to thank you.

If there is a saint master, do you look down on yourself as an emperor now?

My Ye family also has a saint!

Determine you for being disrespectful...

Forget it, my saint of the Ye family also likes this kid, and he can't afford to offend him.

Now I heard that I ran from all over the world and didn’t go back to Dongcang. I only posted the “Biography of the Eight Immortals” every three or five days, and I don’t know what I’m busy with!

Who can watch that little update!

"Your Majesty!" A shout made Ye Heng's thoughts return to Changming Palace. Ye Heng calmed down and glanced at the head of Feng Hou An beside him. Hou An understood the gods and immediately sent a message, saying concisely: "The Weiwu Palace sent a memorial because Wuhou's martial arts are prosperous, and the armed forces in the north have now increased explosively, and it can be said that the whole people are soldiers."

"The demand for Confucian scholars below the sixth rank in the northern line has greatly reduced. Too many Confucian scholars joining the army has increased the military expenditure in the north. Wu Xiang Memorial has proposed to reduce the number of Confucian scholars below the sixth rank in the army!"

Ye Heng realized that this matter had been mentioned in his separate letters to Wu Xiang and him, but he didn't expect that he would go directly to the report process so soon.

"I have approved this matter. The specific charter will be submitted to various departments for discussion. Let's take out a charter and discuss it in the palace."

The official who reported the report bowed and said "Yes", but soon said: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister of Wu has a new memorial."

Ye Heng frowned slightly: "But there is a change in the north? Say!"

The official hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Wu Xiang asked for a disarmament!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole palace was in an uproar.

"Disarmament? What did Wu Xiang think?"

"Is the North so peaceful? How do you want to disarmament?"

"Disarmament, what should we do with those delisted troops? They are all heroes of our human race!"

Hou An's tongue burst into thunder and stabilized the order of the court. Ye Heng looked calm. He looked at the military officials and said, "Tell me in detail."

The official took a deep breath and said loudly: "Wu Xiangyan, Wuhou's martial arts are the changes that our human race has not encountered in a thousand years. Butterflies have struggles to break through the cocoon, and eagles have pain to break through the shell. If you seize the change, you will inevitably suffer pain!"

"At present, the setting of the Great Wall defense line of Zhengqi needs to be re-arranged, based on a larger number of martial arts warriors, supplemented by outstanding students from martial arts schools, to reshape the human war habits and battlefield pattern."

"This move cannot be achieved overnight, but it must be fought every day!"

"The fighting style of Confucian scholars in the past is contrary to the future. Staying in the army will not only affect the promotion of the new military system, but also be a huge waste for them."

"Wu Xiang's request is as follows:"

"First, with the Weiwutang as the general leader and the Dongcang Wushu School as the leader, popularize the martial arts school, and those who have strong desire to stay in the military will enter the martial arts school to study, and will be re-entered into the military after their studies."

"The second, those under the sixth rank and those under the age of twenty or above, those under the age of sixty will change their military status to their nationality and return to their original homeland. The court needs to resolve their worries and settle them."

"Third, all retired officers and soldiers will be promoted first as officials, tax exemptions will be reduced and exemptions will be provided for businessmen, loans will be provided for workers, and fertile land will be allocated for farmers..."

Finally, the official said: "According to the statistics of Weiwutang, disarmament is divided into about five years and three periods, and the number of disarmament in the first period is 1.2 million!"

"Impossible!" As soon as the official finished speaking, an official from the Ministry of Revenue blurted out. Then, the official from the Ministry of Revenue walked out of the array, bowed to Ye Hengyi, and looked at the official of the Ministry of Armed Forces, saying: "I do not oppose the Wu Xiang's memorial, and I am happy to see the heroes stationed in the Great Wall retire and enjoy the happiness of retirement, but everything has its pros and cons."

"My great Xuanwen style is so prosperous. Can you tell me how many Confucian scholars come out of the school every year?"

"The scientific test is just a top pick. How many candidates can really follow this path?"

"In the past, a large number of young people joined the army after they finished their studies. Wu Xiang said that in the future, we should have a choice to join the army, so we naturally have to find ways to guide the whereabouts of other Confucian scholars. This is also our responsibility, and even if it is difficult, we will try our best to cooperate."

"But, disarmament? More than one million Confucian scholars were abolished in the first phase. How could Daxuan bear it? Where will the young people have the way out?"

The military officials looked at the Ministry of Revenue officials, their lips moved and said slowly: "Do you know why Wu Xiang is in a hurry to change the military system?"

"Because, there are too many dead."

"Fights below the sixth grade are filled with human lives. I was once a centurion. My team had the highest cultivation level, and the fifth grade master. Once, we collided with a thirty barbarian team. I fought to the death with the other party's fifth grade, but turned around and in order to destroy the thirty barbarians, I had only 21 of my hundred brothers left to stand!"

"If the military system is not re-adapted or the new tactics are used, the brothers inside and outside the Great Wall have to use this method to resist!"

"Disarmament is to keep them back alive!"

"At the 22nd year, they still have great years. They can continue to study, and perhaps they can produce great scholars in it!"

"Above 60, they have been guarding the human race for half their lives. Wu Xiang didn't want them to wear corpses, and even their bodies remained!"

"From the righteousness, disarmament is to make the northern front stronger combat effectiveness! But from the inseparableness, are these cut-off soldiers not heroes?"

"Why should your Ministry of Revenue say that this is Daxuan's responsibility? It's obviously they are bearing Daxuan!"

The whole palace is silent.

Everyone knows that these two people are right.

However, it is because they are all right that makes people silent.

Suddenly, in silence, a laugh sounded.

"Wen Xiang, what do you think?" Ye Heng looked at the laughter, and saw that Wen Xiang Yan Yan Baichuan had a smile on his face. He immediately calmed down and asked quickly.

Yan Baichuan glanced around the civil and military officials in the court, and finally his eyes paused on Zhou Zuofeng, and then he spoke: "I never thought that one day we Daxuan would have to worry about too many Confucian scholars!"

"This shows that my Wenchang Pavilion is still useful."

Zhou Zuofeng frowned slightly: "Your function is put aside first. Let me talk about how to solve this problem."

Yan Baichuan said softly: "Since the north does not need so many Confucian scholars, then go to the south."

Zhou Zuofeng shook his head: "Wu Xiang reformed the military system, will King Jing remain unmoved? Although it is north and south, the situation is generally consistent."

Yan Baichuan waved his hand: "What I am talking about in the south is not my Daxuan southern border, but the southern wilderness!"

"Southern Wilderness?" Zhou Zuofeng was stunned and then said, "The wolf clan's holy king, Wolf Clan, unified the wolf clan this year, and brought some demon clans who are enemies of the human race to become human race. Dehumanization has already been persecuted and has no choice but to return to Daxuan!"

"Even countries such as Qingqiu, who are intimate with human race, are unlikely to accept such a number of Confucian scholars, so..." At this point, Zhou Zuofeng's words suddenly stopped.

Wen Xiangyan Baichuan has always been the decisive force in the court. How could he make a suggestion that even a seventh-rank official can refute?

Although this bad chess game is poor, there are many chess pieces!

Something must have happened that I don’t know!

Zhou Zuofeng looked at Yan Baichuan, who was still alive and said impatiently: "If you have anything to do, hurry up and say it!"

Yan Baichuan smiled, bowed to Ye Heng, and took out a letter from his sleeve-

"Your Majesty, this matter starts with a Bai Ze from the demon clan..."

...

Mozhou, Fang family.

Fang Huaji's face was flushed, looking at the elders of the Fang family houses present, with joy.

Since receiving a reply from Fang Cunshan early this morning, Fang Huaji has been very excited. If it weren't for the temperament of the Fang family acting as the head of the Fang family, he would have pulled out the Fang family elders from the bed one by one and shared his good news.

Looking forward, looking forward, finally, the sun comes out.

Fang Huaji immediately convened a clan discussion and announced the news he had obtained.

The demon clan Bai Ze, who was strongly supported by their Fang family, turned out to be the dream disciple of the demon ancestor!

He actually wrote a strange article that can make the demon clan understand the saints!

He actually got the recognition of the Qinglong Emperor!

At first I thought it was Hetian jade, but it turned out to be Heshi Bi!

Can you feel this pleasure?

Anyway, the entire Fang family felt shocked, and the haze that had been suppressed by the bamboo forest for a long time seemed to have dissipated a lot.

At this moment, a blue bird sent a message flew into the clan meeting hall and fell into Fang Hua and his hands.

Fang Huahe took off the jade slip from the blue bird's mouth and read it quickly, and his face became more happy.

"Everyone, let me tell you another good news!" Fang Huaji stood up and said, "The news came from Zhongjing."

The elders of the Fang family sat upright and listened attentively.

"Today's talks have just dispersed, and a major measure has been passed!"

"Support and encourage Confucian disciples to go to the southern desert to preach!"

"And its core is to follow the Fangcunshan ally plan of Bai Mo, the master of Fangcunshan!

"Now, major families and schools should have received news and are preparing to contact relevant demon races. Daxuan will also send a delegation to go directly to Fangcunshan!"

"The fortune of the Southern Wilderness and the merits of the three immortals are all in front of you! After years of accumulation, it will benefit no less than one million Confucian scholars!"
To be continued...