Chapter 97: The Qilin Army is on the move, the vast sea is as surging as ink, overwhelming all living creatures in the world!
Snow world.

Xu Chunlin was reading a book in Tingchao Pavilion out of boredom, half lying on a wooden couch, his head supported by one hand. He looked a little lazy and casual, but still exuded a natural elegance.

Beside her is a woman dressed in a bright red dress, with a high ponytail that never changes, and she looks heroic.

The girl sat there with her body slightly tilted, gently massaging Xu Chunlin's shoulders without making any movement. Although she was still young, her graceful posture was like the leaning of a majestic jade mountain, and she was extremely charming.

"Yeah, I'm thirsty!"

Xu Chunlin raised his head slightly and gave Hua Mulan a look, indicating that he wanted to drink the iced fruit wine beside him.

Unexpectedly, Hua Mulan's pretty face was slightly angry, and she said: "Humph, you really think I am your maid!"

As she spoke, she poured a glass of fruit wine from the bottom of her heart and handed it to Xu Chunlin skillfully, but she picked up the remaining wine jug directly.

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The amber wine slid down his snow-white neck, revealing a large area of ​​snow.

The wide red robe sleeves slid down slightly as the girl raised her hand, revealing a white wrist as white as frost and snow, just the right amount of slenderness and strength.

The bright red dress highlights her icy skin and figure, which is dazzling and bright. Her snow-white face is tinged with a faint red by the faint sunlight.

The plump cherry lips are made even more lustrous and gorgeous by the mellow fruit wine, while the corners of the eyes are a bright red like rouge.

Xu Chunlin was a little dazed, and said eloquently: "My wife is still prettier!"

"Go away, tell me who your wife is! I won't marry you!" Hua Mulan blushed with shame and cursed in a low voice.

After saying this, she fled away.

Only Xu Chunlin was left, angrily saying, "You don't know what's good for you. If you don't want to marry me, then don't marry me. At worst, I'll marry you."

Xu Chunlin looked at the fruit wine in the glass, drank it all, looked out the window at Hua Mulan's fleeing figure, and deliberately said loudly:

"The wine poured by Leopard is sweet!"

The red figure staggered and ran away even faster.

"A moment of leisure in this busy life is priceless, as good wine and beautiful women are priceless!"

Xu Chunlin had a dazed look in his eyes and held up his folding fan, looking like a young master from an aristocratic family. His indulgence in sensual pleasures was simply infuriating and enviable.

After a while.

A voice woke Xu Chunlin up.

"Hey, take a break!"

"You little brat, you live a more comfortable life than your father!"

Xu Xiao's loud voice made Xu Chunlin's ears uncomfortable. He raised his eyelids reluctantly and said, "Busy Xu, why don't you stay in the barracks and stay well? Why are you looking for me?"

Xu Xiao pushed Xu Chunlin aside and sat directly on the couch. He held a military newspaper and said to his son affectionately:
"Son, don't say your father doesn't care about you. Look, I set up a personal guard camp especially for you."

Xu Chunlin looked at Xu Xiao deeply and said, "I'm afraid Fengnian, the eldest sister, the second sister, and even Huang Man'er all have it, and they said it was done on purpose. Dad, you are getting more and more shameless."

Xu Xiao laughed, not at all embarrassed by his own son's exposure of his lies. Instead, he said, "I knew I couldn't hide anything from you."

"Look, your eldest sister and the others have already decided on the number of the Royal Guard Battalion. Huang Man'er is still young, so I decided for him. The only thing left is..."

Before Xu Xiao finished speaking, Xu Chunlin responded to him.

"So I'm the only one left, right?"

Xu Xiao touched his nose. He was afraid that Xu Chunlin would beat him. This was the first time in history that a father was afraid of his son. Moreover, after beating his son, his father-in-law would also beat him indiscriminately.

In short, if he messed with Xu Chunlin, he would definitely not be able to escape a mixed doubles match between the old and the young.

These are not the most terrifying things. The most terrifying thing is that sometimes Wu Su doesn't let him go to bed. He is the King of Beiliang, with a reputation as a butcher!

Not only is he afraid of his wife, he is also afraid of his son. Who would believe it if I told anyone else?
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Xu Chunlin curled his lips, took the military report, and read out the names and numbers one by one: "Fengzi Battalion 800, Zhihu Army 6,000, Weixiong Army 6,000, Longxiang Army 10,000."

Xu Chunlin weighed it in his mind. Although the Feng Battalion had a small number of people, they were the elite among the elite. They were composed of 800 white horse volunteers, which were composed of 800 light cavalry.

It is said that the Beiliang Iron Cavalry is the best in the world, and the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry is the best in Beiliang. However, few people know that based on individual qualities alone, the Feng Battalion is actually a more elite cavalry than the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry. After all, it mainly exists to protect Xu Fengnian.

The Zhihu Army and the Weixiong Army will be the two heavy cavalry armies of Beiliang in the future, and the Longxiang Army will also be the main force in Beiliang's field battles.

In other words, the several personal guard camps formed by Xu Xiao took a lot of thought and effort, and of course, cost a lot of money.

The poor were good at literature but the rich were good at martial arts, so money would certainly be spent like water, especially for war horses, which ate more refined food than humans, including grass, beans, and even eggs, otherwise the horses would not be able to run.

The expenses of supporting tens of thousands of royal guards were so huge that even Xu Xiao would feel distressed.

Xu Chunlin wanted to tease Xu Xiao, so he said, "Dad, what do you think is the best number of soldiers for my personal guard battalion? Ten thousand, twenty thousand, or thirty thousand?"

Every time Xu Chunlin said a number, Xu Xiao's heart ached. His son said the number lightly, but it was his own blood. It was like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, which hurt his flesh and heart!

Xu Xiao said in a negotiating tone: "Son, how about we have fewer people?"

"lesser?"

Xu Chunlin asked back, "That won't do. How can I, the prince, show my dominance if there are fewer people?"

"If you ask me, there should be more. The more the better!" As soon as these words came out, Xu Xiao wanted to kill his son. It was really a shame for a son to sell his father's land!
It was easy for him to get some silver and food every year, but most of them were stuffed into the big hole of the Northern Liang Army. As for the salary issued by the court, it was not enough for him to use, so he still had to pay for it himself.

Now, Xu Chunlin has made a huge request. Xu Xiao is so poor that he is bleeding. He is even wondering whether he should use his own small treasury to supplement his son's income.

When Xu Chunlin saw Xu Xiao's reaction, he also laughed.

Finally, he said, "Okay, I have my own guard battalion to support myself, and I don't even like the soldiers and horses you provided!

Just give me the authority to recruit soldiers on my own. As for how many people I recruit, how I train them, and what weapons I use, none of this has anything to do with you, the King of Beiliang!"

After hearing this, Xu Xiao's lips twitched. This was going to set up a new faction under the command of this king of a different surname. Fortunately, Xu Chunlin was his own son. If he tried someone else, even Chen Zhibao would not be so bold.

Xu Xiao asked tentatively: "Son, do you really not need me to send you some good soldiers to train them? We don't have much else under our command, but we have a lot of good generals!"

"Come on!"

Xu Chunlin curled his lips and said, "I can't afford to use those arrogant and brave generals under your command. I don't know whether my personal guards will be named Xu or Chen by then!"

Xu Xiao smiled awkwardly and didn't make any more suggestions. If his son wanted to do it himself, then let him do it. It was his own money after all. As for where Xu Chunlin got the money, Xu Xiao would not ask too much.

He knew that his son must have his own little secret, and that he had a group of people under his command, but even the Fushuifang could hardly detect their traces.

Now, taking this opportunity, Xu Chunlin might expose some people.

Xu Xiao said: Son, those people are too tricky, you can’t control yourself, let daddy do it instead!

He had been coveting the talents under his son's command for a long time, but there was nothing he could do because Beiliang was short of people, especially those who were capable of governing the country and internal affairs.

In the eyes of the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, Beiliang has always been a group of barbarians. Who would like to come to their poor and cold land of Beiliang?

Xu Xiao looked at Xu Chunlin and finally asked, "Son, what's the number of your guards? Should we call it Chunlin Battalion?"

"No!"

Xu Chunlin shook his head and said, "Father, since Beiliang has the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, my personal guards will naturally be there to compete with them."

"In my opinion, how about calling Han Mo Linqi?"

"Han Mo Lin Qi?"

Xu Chunlin nodded and said, "Yes, the Qilin Army is moving, the vast sea is surging like ink, and it overwhelms all living beings in the world!"

"Hahaha, my son is very ambitious. Judging from the name of your Royal Guard Battalion, it should be heavy cavalry?" Xu Xiao asked.

"But, horses that can be used as heavy cavalry are rare. Even your father only has about ten thousand horses under his command. Where are you going to find a mount for your Han Mo Linqi?"

Xu Xiao's words were full of temptation. He, the King of Beiliang, was poor. If it was really possible, what would be wrong with robbing his own son? In his opinion, it was not excessive.

Xu Chunlin did not answer directly, but said: "Dad, do you think there is a kind of horse that can go for days without eating grass, run a thousand miles in one night, come and go like the wind, and trample everything under its iron hoof? That is the truth of the world?"

puff!
Xu Xiao looked at Xu Chunlin as if he were a fool, pointed at his head and said with concern: "Son, you are not sick, are you? You haven't eaten for several days. A war horse carrying people on a raid will starve to death if it doesn't eat for two days. There is no such breed of horse in the world!"

"and many more!"

Xu Xiao seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Xu Chunlin with strange eyes and asked, "Son, tell me the truth, what is your relationship with the Yinqi Yebushou active in the Beimang Grassland?"

"What do you mean by 'not collecting the night'? Are you overthinking it, Dad?" Xu Chunlin pretended not to know.

Xu Xiao looked at Xu Chunlin for a long while before slowly looking away: "If you say there is no relationship, then there is no relationship. Even if there is a relationship, you have to hide it and don't tell anyone!"

Xu Chunlin was too lazy to play tricks with Xu Xiao. If he nodded and said that he understood, it would be like yellow mud falling into his crotch, which would be shit if not shit.

So, he provoked her by saying, "How about we make a bet and wait and see?"

Xu Xiao was frightened by his eyes. He felt that his son's next words would be no good. Who was he? He was as cunning as a fox. If he wanted to make him do business at a loss, no way!
So he quickly got up and left.

"Okay, son, you just rest here first. Your mother still wants to talk to me about something. I'm leaving now."

Seeing that he had failed to trick Xu Xiao, Xu Chunlin shook his head and sighed, "This old man is getting smarter and smarter. He's not easy to fool!"

But Xu Xiao was right about one thing. Just because there is nothing in the snowy world doesn’t mean that I don’t have it in my hands, right?

Xu Chunlin remembered that among the spiritual treasures of his master Lu Chun, there should be a batch of dragon horses that are about to be released, and he could exchange some of them at that time.

The real dragon colt kind!

The money and food required to support the Royal Guard Camp was indeed a considerable amount, and even Xu Chunlin had to make arrangements in advance.

Xu Chunlin thought for a moment, then called out to the shadows, "Tell someone to call Jia Xu over!"

In a trance, I saw a humanoid creature wriggling in the shadow, and then it returned to normal without any abnormality.

It was the Yinqi who was not requisitioned at night!

Who would have thought that Ye Bushou, whom even the dignified Beiliang King Xu Xiao was wary of, actually had his lair in the Beiliang Palace, and just under Xu Xiao's nose.

If anything happened to his father, he would probably be the first one to know about it.

Xu Chunlin is the Emperor of Night!

One day, darkness will turn into light, and you will sit on the supreme throne!
(End of this chapter)