"Qiusuojing will not speak for a day, and he will be the leader of the civilized master of the Daxia Prefecture in one day, and we can't change it."

The old man shook his head and then said, "The Marquis can only limit it, so he has reduced 30% of the funds of the civilized school, which has reached the extreme."

"Slash the funds of civilized colleges... nonsense!"

The tall man rebuked and said dissatisfiedly: "The civilized master is a civilized master, and the Wantian Saint is a Wantian Saint. The funds are weak, and the number of civilized masters is born has decreased. How can the civilized masters who go to the battlefields of the heavens be weak?

He may be dissatisfied with Wantian Sheng, but he does not want to be involved in the Civilized Academic Academy, which will lead to a decrease in the number of civilized teachers and the front-line wars will be affected.

"Wan Tiansheng will have a solution. He promised that every year, including the number of civilized teachers who will join the army, will not decrease. If not enough, he will send all the strong men from the Xiuxin Pavilion in the Academy to top it!"

Xiuxin Pavilion is synonymous with the high-end power of the Daxia Civilized Academy.

Most of the elders of the Civilized Academic Academy are cultivated in it. Lingyun and Shanhai Realm are not short of powerful people. They are the top high-end combat power in the Daxia Palace, and are the same as Linghai Tower in the War Academic Academy.

Wan Tiansheng even said this, and the tall man had nothing to say.

After a while, the man said coldly: "That's all this time. Next time... I will be away, and I will not accept military orders!"

"The general shall decide!"

The old man did not advise him, and watched the man leave, turning back to the hall behind.

At this moment, a chubby man in the hall was having dinner without raising his head, "Go away?"

"Go away."

"Go to find Wantian Sheng?"

"I don't know."

The chubby old man looked up at this time and smiled: "It's fun to fight."

"Mr. Marquis, why don't you tell General Zhao?"

The old man asked, and the fat old man smiled and said, "Let's watch the show!"

“…”

The old man frowned slightly and quickly said, "Mr. Marquis, this is not suitable, it will cause trouble."

"I'm not afraid of chaos."

The fat old man burped, without any image at all, and said lazily: "Isn't Wan Tiansheng very awesome? Let Lao Zhao add a lot of fire to him! Also, Wan Tiansheng's hand is indeed too long, and he dares to interfere no matter where! Let Lao Zhao knock on him..."

"Of course, Lao Zhao must not be able to fight him. He knows if he doesn't look at this, but it's a good thing to make that guy more trouble."

"But……"

The old man wanted to say something else, but the fat old man burped again and yawned, "I'm going to take a nap. If Wan Tiansheng can't even deal with this problem well, why are there any reforms?"

"Reorganized Daxia Mansion... It's simple to say!"

The fat old man looked disdainful, "It's so easy, I have to wait until now? The traditions of Daxia Mansion for so many years can be obtained on the battlefield, and they will not be able to use the second means to seek it!"

"I'm a little stupid. Actually, I think Xiao Xia is a little idiotic and has a little low IQ, but his fist is big!"

The fat old man sighed: "He has a big fist, and it hurts you. He is like a bird like his grandfather! The old man is like a bird. He has insufficient IQ and has become muscles. You can say that there is a ball for reasoning!"

The fat old man shook his head, and the old man's face changed for a moment, and he didn't respond.

If you are the one who looks like a bird in the King of Daxia, you are such an unfilial son, so no one else dares to say anything.

"So if Wan Tiansheng can't even change them, what else can he change the Daxia Mansion... The Daxia Mansion is not just a few people, hundreds of millions of people, and they are all led by these birds. When they encounter trouble, they cut and chop, kill, kill and kill..."

The fat old man said contemptuously: "I know they only have muscles but no brains, but I can't do anything. I can only watch and get beaten if I don't accept it. When I was a child, I was beaten a lot. What else can I do? Xia Longwu's unfilial son, even his uncle dared to beat him. What can I do?"

"Wan Tiansheng wants to reform, so he will find a way to solve the problem by himself. Lao Zhao is also brainless. He has muscles alone, so I am too lazy to reason with him. Let Wan Tiansheng solve the problem by himself!"

After the fat old man said, he stood up and walked and shook, "Also, starting today, we will issue a military order. The military expenditure will be issued for 30% of the time. The Daxia Mansion will be issued for 70% of the time. They will solve 30% of the time themselves and use the spoils to deduct them. They will not sell spoils privately! Xia's trading company will acquire them uniformly and deal with them at a discount."

"Mr. Marquis!"

The old man whispered: "It's too fast, it's inappropriate. This will cause the government army and the Longwu Guard to no longer be pure. I am worried that they will take the opportunity to resell military supplies on the battlefield. Think twice about this!"

"This is the reason... So I thought about it. Longwuwei, the government army, and the demon-suppressing army all set up a small department, the Ministry of Commerce, and let the people from the Xia Trading Company take over. They are only responsible for the war, and the other matters are left to the people from the Xia Trading Company to solve."

"Mr. Marquis!"

The old man frowned, "If you really want to establish it, please send someone in the name of Daxia Mansion..."

"Aren't the people in Daxia Mansion from Xia's business?"

The fat old man said in surprise: "Isn't it? You still have to understand with me?"

"No, Marquis, I mean, you can't use the name of a business, otherwise this military power will deteriorate..."

"That's simple. The Xia Trading Company staff sent in the past are no longer from the Xia Trading Company. From today on, they will be from the Daxia Mansion. Just give it a name. By the way, you will pay the salary yourself in the future. If it's not right, the Daxia Mansion..."

The fat old man was not embarrassed at all and quickly made a decision.

The old man was amused and cried, but after thinking about it, nodded and said, "That's the case, this is better than the name of the Xia clan business."

After saying that, the old man said again: "Marty, I have come to the orders from the Temple of War before. I hope that the corpses of the Tianyi gods who were captured by the Daxia Mansion will be sent over..."

Before he could finish his words, the fat old man suddenly jumped up and cursed, "I want to eat nothing! This is what Xiao Xia killed himself, and he was still the gods who sneaked in. It has something to do with them, so I won't give it to you!"

"But……"

"No, but!"

The fat old man said annoyed: "You ask me to ask for it myself! He is like this, a group of old guys are not capable of killing themselves, and they still have to snatch food from our mouths. What are you thinking!"

"What's wrong with the Temple of War God? It's amazing! Isn't it just a reckless man's temple composed of a group of immortal guys? It's a waste of money to study it! People who seek the search realm know that they need to study it and kill it themselves. These reckless man has come up with a new name and take the opportunity to blackmail our resources and let them die!"

“…”

The old man is tired. Is it really okay for you to scold me like this?

Your father is among them too!

The Temple of War God, the Search Realm, and the Holy Land of the Two Great Human Realms.

Civilized masters enter the realm of searching, and warriors enter the Temple of War God. Of course, not everyone can enter.

Of course, the King of Daxia has this qualification, and this War God Temple was built by their generation of invincible powerful men. Now you are looking for some sponsorship for your son and grandson. You are too unkind to be a son!

The fat old man cursed for a while, and soon calmed down. He thought for a while and said, "Send it here, but... let them get thousands of corpses of gods and demons to exchange. Anyway, they kill a large area, which is not worth it. This is the corpse of the top strong man. Let them send three or five thousand corpses of gods and demons in the mountain and sea realm..."

"Ahem!"

The old man wanted to speak, but after a while, he held it back.

The fat old man continued, "I know they didn't have one, and the lion spoke up. It doesn't matter if I can't give it. Let's exchange it for a few secret realms! I heard that the old man didn't know where to cut a piece of space back a few years ago, and the King of Great Zhou also cut one a few years ago, and all of them were sent here."

"Marty... this doesn't work? Can they agree?"

The fat old man jumped and said angrily: "Go to talk! He is so, if he doesn't give him, he will cry. He arranges thousands of people to wait outside the Temple of War God. If he doesn't give him, he will cry to death! They want things themselves, but they don't want to pay, what do they think! If you like to do it, don't do it!"

"A group of old guys, I'm full, and I don't think about my descendants. We're still hungry!"

"If I don't give it to you, you'll say that I will turn my mind to the Ming Dynasty as my grandfather, and I will piss off his old guy to death!"

“…”

The old man couldn't hold on anymore, and he was afraid that he would be silenced by the King of Daxia.

Are you human?

You call the Grandpa of the Ming Dynasty, what should the King of Daxia call that person?

Be a person!

The old man didn't dare to say anything anymore and said quickly: "I understand, Marquis, then I'll arrange for people to do it. If there are too many, how to distribute other corpses? The Civilized School requires them to send them all for research..."

"Let Wantian Sheng get out!"

The fat old man was fierce and had a fierce look on his face, but the old man wanted to bare his teeth, stop being so fierce, you are like a fat cat protecting food.

"Send one!"

The fat old man didn't care what he thought, and quickly said: "It's okay to send it over. Let Wan Tiansheng graduate 80 civilized teachers this year, and I will settle the score with him if there is not enough. If it is not enough, he will dare to swallow my god's corpse. He will not have a penny in the second half of the year. He will find a way to go!"

"good."

The old man responded quickly and continued: "There is the War Academy..."

"If you don't give it, give it a few drops of essence and blood! A group of brainless people, can they still eat it?"

The fat old man's mouth was very bad, and he cursed and never stopped. After he finished cursing, he returned to the topic: "At the War College, I will send those Qianjun cabbage chickens who have never seen blood to the army. I will cut 50% of their funds in the second half of the year!"

"There are also the internal affairs institution, so I can train people faster. There is a lot of professional talents at the grassroots level. By the way, is the hidden class they opened effective? How many people have sneaked in from the Wanzu School? Have you found a treasure house? If you can't find it, you will withdraw it, and it will cost a lot of money!"

"There are also the scientific research institutes. I asked them to build war airships 50 years ago! Those who can fly, carry people, and take thousands of soldiers to the battlefield of the heavens. What things are they doing? Haven't built yet? If they can't do it, they will cut funds!"

After listening to it, the most common sentence the old man heard was "reducing funds."

He made up his mind and couldn't help but say for a while: "Marty, if you do this, you can save about 300 billion this year!"

"so much?"

The fat old man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and said, "Okay, give me an order! It would be better to make them unable to complete the task, so they will directly cut it! The treasury is divided into 80%, and the remaining 20% ​​belongs to me, and the labor fee is for me!"

"Mr. Marquis, something will happen."
To be continued...