Prime Minister Yelü Hui strongly advocated for the repair of the river channels and the relief of disaster victims.
Emperor Yelü De granted the request.
He trusted Yelü Hui, who was of royal lineage and loyal to him; by seniority, Yelü Hui was also the emperor's uncle.
Yelü Hui accepted the imperial decree and expressed his gratitude.
The Ministry of Revenue couldn't allocate that much silver, so Yelü Hui asked the Ministry of Revenue to find a solution.
When Bai Conglin, the Minister of Revenue, returned home, he angrily cursed: "You old scoundrel who seeks fame and fortune, everyone knows you're just trying to gain credit for the Crown Prince."
Yelü Hui went with Crown Prince Yelü Caichu.
If the Crown Prince doesn't achieve something soon, he'll probably be driven to a dead end by the Third Prince.
At this time, Shenxi also received news that the Luanjiang River in the south had breached its banks, flooding three prefectures.
At the same time, there was also news that the Emperor had dispatched the Third Prince with 100,000 troops to Nanning Prefecture to quell the rebellion.
The Nanning Prefecture also has 100,000 elite troops. It's hard to say which side will win in a confrontation.
Shenxi smiled and told them to let them fight. The more they fought, the better she could survive and develop her character.
She placed the official gazette on her desk, put on her training clothes, and went to the training ground.
The place where she lived was once the mansion of a prominent family, and the training ground was quite large.
Shenxi began practicing internal strength. Without power, even the most elaborate moves would be greatly diminished in skill.
After warming up, she started doing horse stance, which is the most basic training.
After a quarter of an hour of horse stance, I began weighted exercises.
She would only practice and familiarize herself with the moves at the very end. In addition to Tai Chi, she also practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing).
He even won a Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) championship.
While she was practicing Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), a messenger reported that Qi Xiuwen was requesting an audience.
Shen Xi did not stop training, but instead let Qi Xiuwen in directly.
Qi Xiuwen was led into the training ground, which was quite empty as only the commander was practicing there.
Seeing that Chenxi was using strange techniques, I remembered that the Tai Chi sword that the leader used last time was very special, but its power was indeed great.
After a moment of concentration, Qi Xiuwen's question was raised again. He had noticed last time that the leader lacked strength and had no internal energy.
But Tai Chi sword is quite powerful when used, so how could someone not have practiced internal energy cultivation and yet have mastered such an exquisite martial arts style?
This time was no different; the leader's moves changed very quickly, but he still lacked internal energy.
He bowed respectfully and said, "Commander!"
Shenxi stopped his final move, drenched in sweat.
"Is there something you need, Xiuwen?"
Qi Xiuwen said gently, "The prefect of Jianming Prefecture has replied, saying that Song Zhen will temporarily act as the county magistrate, and he can make his own decisions on the construction of the county town. There is no extra money in the prefecture."
What Shenxi wanted was for Song Zhen to act as county magistrate, so that he could have complete control.
Whether there is any additional financial assistance is not that important.
Shenxi took the handkerchief handed to her by the guard, wiped her sweat, and casually asked, "Has Junyao chosen a good person?"
Tang Junyao was extremely picky about people; even with 500 people, he might not be able to find a single qualified candidate. However, the demand for spies was high, and the county only had so many people that it would be difficult to find even 100.
Qi Xiuwen raised the corners of his mouth, somewhat helplessly: "There aren't many people who can read all the characters to begin with, and you also need to have some martial arts skills or good physique, so it's not that easy."
"So far, only ten have been selected. Two of them were taken from Huatian, and three were taken from me."
Chen Xi laughed. It's good to be stricter; the spies selected this way are worth a hundred of them.
"Let him pick more; those who aren't so qualified can do the most basic reconnaissance work."
"good."
Then he glanced at Chen Xi's still flushed face, hesitated for a moment, but finally asked, "Commander, haven't you learned internal energy cultivation?"
Shenxi didn't hide anything, but she couldn't tell the truth: "I originally just thought martial arts were fun, so I learned a lot of moves and internal energy cultivation methods, but I never really learned them."
Qi Xiuwen didn't say anything else, but asked, "I wonder if the commander would allow me to spar with you?"
"Can."
Chen Xi didn't mince words. Everyone has their strengths, and there's no limit to martial arts. The more techniques you master, the less you'll suffer.
Qi Xiuwen ordered someone to bring him a set of training clothes. After changing in the changing room next door, when he came out, Shen Xi couldn't help but exclaim: "Is this what a young master from a noble family is like!"
Dressed in a white training uniform, Qi Xiuwen appeared even taller and more elegant, exuding a refined air.
Qi Xiuwen's approach, however, is quite different from his image as a flamboyant young master; it is extremely sharp and ruthless.
Shenxi then used Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) to fight him, as Sanda is very effective in close combat.
Shenxi ultimately suffered from a lack of internal strength. She was caught off guard when Qi Xiuwen's hand grabbed her arm and, with a single strangulation, threw her to the ground.
Without the support of internal energy, Chen Xi was thrown hard by his opponent, and immediately grimaced.
Qi Xiuwen immediately suppressed his sharp demeanor, quickly helped Chen Xi up, and asked gently, without any rush or panting, "Is the commander alright?"
Chenxi: ......
Can I tell you something's wrong? It fucking hurts like hell!
Zheng Ankang slapped away Qi Xiuwen's arm that he had been supporting, glared at him, and said with great dissatisfaction, "You're so reckless even when sparring with the leader."
He never hurts his superior when they spar.
Qi Xiuwen looked at Chen Xi awkwardly. He never held back when he came to compete.
Shen Xi rubbed her aching back and didn't blame her: "It's alright. It's a competition. How can I let you win just because I'm the leader? That would defeat the purpose of the competition."
Zheng Ankang summoned Di Yingxue and asked her to take care of the leader.
Di Yingxue glared at Qi Xiuwen, extremely annoyed. How could you possibly throw a leader like that?
Shenxi patted Di Yingxue's hand reassuringly: "Yingxue, I'm fine. Only in this way can I master my kung fu."
Di Yingxue glared at Qi Xiuwen again before helping Chen Xi back.
When she saw the bruises all over Shen Xi's waist from the fall, she was not only angry but also distressed, saying, "Even if the leader studies desperately, he shouldn't be so careless with his body."
Shen Xi also felt quite pained, but seeing Di Yingxue's expression, she was too embarrassed to complain: "It's really nothing, just put some liniment on it for me, and it'll be fine soon."
Di Yingxue was helpless. Although the leader was young, she was very opinionated and would definitely do what she wanted to do.
She had no choice but to take the medicated oil and apply it to Chenxi, while gently massaging her.
After the initial pain subsided, Shenxi felt a cool sensation, and the massage from Di Yingxue's soft little hands felt very comfortable.
"Yingxue, your massage technique is excellent!"
Di Yingxue's expression stiffened: "If the leader thinks it's good, then it's good."
Because she was lying down, Shen Xi couldn't see Di Yingxue's expression.
Di Yingxue felt a pang of sorrow. The coercion from Zheng Er and others forced her to endure humiliation and survive, and she had no choice but to learn various ways to please others.
It was the leader who gave her the possibility of living again; it was the leader who kept sending people to find her younger brother; and it was the leader who allowed her to live with dignity!
The leader was the person she had devoted her entire life to serving!
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