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Chapter 497 Ning Fan Turns His Face

Hearing Zhuge Liang's words, Ning Fan nodded in agreement. This person's reputation was among the scholars of Dayu, and he was known as the master of the world!

Many scholars and famous Confucians have listened to Mr. Shen’s teachings!

If Master Shen can really be invited to come out, the turmoil caused by taking action against the aristocratic family will be much smaller!

[Boom, release the system task: Planning the Right Prime Minister]

[Task requirement: Within one month, please ask Shen Li to come out and assume the position of right minister]

[Task reward: upgrade the system once and open the system mall! 】

The sudden system prompt made Ning Fan's expression froze. Is the system going to be upgraded?

Can the system still be upgraded?

Ning Fan's eyes instantly became hot and he looked at Zhuge Liang who was sitting across from him.

"Kong Ming, do you know where Mr. Shen is now?"

"Reporting to my lord, Mr. Shen lived in seclusion in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, opened a small church, and gained three or five disciples!"

"The old gentleman has truly achieved success all over the world!"

Ning Fan chuckled softly and said thoughtfully: "However, the old gentleman has been away from the court for many years, and now he is seventy years old. It's still hard to decide whether he wants to join the court!"

"My lord, when I was studying in the south of the Yangtze River, I had a very pleasant conversation with Master Shen. Liang is willing to do it for my lord!"

"good!"

Ning Fan's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he said excitedly: "In that case, I'll leave it to you to handle Mr. Shen's side, and leave it to me to handle Father Shen's side!"

"My lord, as the Minister of Household Affairs and the governor of Nanhe County, Chen Qinghe has a reputation as a virtuous man and an upright man, so he is worthy of the important task!"

"I will go to the palace to meet my father tomorrow!"



As the sun sets in the west, the skyline is dyed into a red cloud. Although there is no solitary owl to respond to the scene, there is a red glow hanging down the sky.

After Ning Fan left the thatched cottage, he took Dian Wei and galloped towards the camp in the west of the city.

"See Your Highness!"

Qin Qiong and several generals stood respectfully in front of Ning Fan. When Li Xiuning heard the news, he hurried from Qilin Camp to the Chinese army's tent!

"Your Highness, I heard from Yuan'er that you were assassinated last night. Are you in any serious condition?"

Li Xiuning asked as she stepped forward, stretched out her hand to lift up Ning Fan's sleeves, and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there were no scars.

"Ahem!"

Ning Fan coughed in embarrassment. Li Xiuning reacted, her face turned red, and she said softly: "Your Highness, do you have any instructions for coming here this time?"

"Gather all the generals!"

"As you command!"

Qin Qiong personally beat the drum to gather the generals. Before long, the generals of the four battalions gathered in the tent.

"Everyone!"

Ning Fan sat in the first place, glanced around, and said softly: "From today on, the 100,000 soldiers in the western camp of our city will implement the farming system!"

"Farming system?"

There was a look of confusion on Nie Feng's face, and the other generals also looked at Ning Fan curiously.

"The so-called farming system means training and farming at the same time!"

"Many of my 100,000 new troops are from farmers. Nowadays, there is a lot of wasteland in the capital!"

"From now on, in addition to the two hours of morning and evening training every day, the soldiers of the five major battalions will spend two or three hours to cultivate wasteland!"

"Reclamation?"

Nie Feng, Qiu Tianlu and other generals all looked at each other, seemingly reluctant!

"Your Highness, the soldiers train every day and are already a little exhausted. If they go to reclaim wasteland again... I'm afraid..."

"I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Ning Fan said with a smile: "The reclaimed wasteland is all planted by our new army. Each battalion is responsible for an area, and 40% of the harvest will be distributed to the soldiers!"

"And, from now on, we will have three meals a day in our new army camp!"

"You can have at least one broth meal every day!"

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, several generals were instantly amazed. Even Qin Qiong said softly: "Your Highness, the rations for one hundred thousand soldiers will increase by nearly ten thousand stones per meal!"

"And the broth..."

"No need to worry, I will solve this matter on my own!"

Ning Fan waved his hand, stood up slowly, and said softly: "Now that the farm tools and equipment have not been completed, let the soldiers hold their weapons and clear the surrounding weeds and jungles first!"

"promise!"

With an order, all 100,000 troops were mobilized. When they heard that they had to spend two hours every day to reclaim wasteland, many soldiers became emotional.

"We're already tired from training every day, why the hell are we going to cultivate wasteland?"

"Who gave this order?"

"Damn it, I came here to join the army and make contributions, not to farm!"

A corps commander complained angrily, and the chief strode over and said calmly: "This is an order given by the prince himself. Why, do you have any objections?"

"Your Highness? His Highness King Xuanyong?"

"Exactly!"

"Ahem, I have no objection, General!"

During this period of time, the atmosphere in the army has improved. Although the training was hard, the soldiers could feel that they had learned their true skills. They also praised Ning Fan, especially for the military competition three months later.

It’s gearing up!

Now that he heard that Ning Fan personally gave the order, the corps commander suddenly lost his temper!

The chief glared at the corps leader, glanced around, and said loudly: "Brothers, I haven't finished what I said just now. From today on, although we will take time to cultivate wasteland every day, at the same time..."

"Forty percent of the income from the wasteland we reclaimed will be shared with you brothers!"

"What!"

"And we still get a share?"

"Shi Chang, are you serious about this?"

Many soldiers looked excited, and even the other soldiers in the camp who had not conveyed the news gathered over one after another.

"Of course it's true!" Shi Chang said loudly with a calm look on his face: "Not only that, from today on, in our new army camp, we will have three meals a day instead of two meals a day!"

"And, His Highness said, let us drink a bowl of broth every day!"

"broth!?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Of course not!" Shi Chang said with a smile: "His Highness is in the Chinese army's tent now. If you don't believe it, go and ask him in person!"

"I don't dare, I believe Your Highness!"

"hey-hey!"

Many soldiers showed silly smiles and said they had three meals a day. This was something they never dared to think about. I heard that only the men in the capital could eat three meals a day!

Moreover, the broth can only be tasted during festivals and festivals. Even if you can get a bowl, it is reserved for your wife, children and children.

Unexpectedly, from now on, I can drink broth every day?

Ning Fan spent the whole day in the military camp, practicing his marksmanship for a while, and inspecting the military camp, until Shen Wansan received news!

"Your Highness, the pig farm has been built!"

"really?"

"Master Shen is waiting outside the camp. The pig farm is only a few miles away from here!"

"Let's go and have a look!"

Ning Fan immediately rode on the Purple Lightning Flying Dragon and rushed to the pig farm at lightning speed!
Chapter completed!
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