Chapter 263 Zi ​​Nu: You little bastard, you...

Facing the excited, eager and ecstatic faces, Tianxuan laid out the distribution plan.

As soon as Tian Xuan said this, Xuan Yuan Hall fell silent for a moment. The generals either looked thoughtful or dissatisfied, and some even had anger on their faces. In an instant, Xuan Yuan Hall was extremely quiet, and a suppressed depression began to brew.

"Lord Wushuang, you taking a quarter, isn't that too much?" After a dozen breaths, Meng Tian came down and a general who was also from the Meng family, strictly speaking, was the uncle of the brothers Meng Tian and Meng Yi, a general in his early forties with a scar on his cheek, slammed the table and stood up, saying to Tianxuan with a smile.

As this man raised his arm and called out, several Qin generals showed expressions of deep agreement and seemed to be following suit.

"Generals," Tian Xuan saw everything and said calmly, "Don't forget that it was me who held back the main force of the Xiongnu, so that you could join forces with me to defeat Chanyu Touman's army of more than 100,000. Moreover, after this battle, my forces have been greatly damaged and urgently need reinforcements."

"So, I take a quarter, I think that's fair!"

"Mr. Wushuang, it's not too much for you to take only a quarter." Li Mu spoke, his gentle tone full of teasing, "But, we came all the way here to save you. If we can only share a quarter of the spoils, then we're at a great disadvantage!"

Tian Xuan looked at Li Mu, the undefeated military god of the former Zhao State, with great interest. "General Li, what do you mean? Are you planning to send only a quarter of the spoils back to Guanzhong?"

The military merit system and Qin law have been improved in the past two years. As long as the millions of old Qin people in Guanzhong have made contributions in the war of unification of the Qin Dynasty, they have received generous rewards. According to Tianxuan's suggestion of the memorial tablet, Zheng Ge ordered the construction of heroic temples in various places to enshrine all the heroic souls of the Qin army who died in the war of unification.

Quietly, the military merit system that had made the Qin State strong, but had become a hidden danger to the empire after the Qin unified the world, began to disintegrate. However, after winning a war, half of the spoils of war would be returned to the empire, which was still a taboo that could not be violated.

Brush and pull!

Tian Xuan's words were full of sarcasm. As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the hall dropped sharply, and almost every Qin general had a look of fear from the bottom of his heart. Some of the timid ones saw a huge and majestic figure in front of them, and no matter how hard they struggled, they could not get rid of it.

The name of this figure is: The First Emperor Ying Zheng!
"Lord Wushuang, what are you talking about?" Meng Tian saw the fear of the generals and tried to smooth things over. "Even if we have the guts, we would not dare to intercept the spoils that should be sent back to Guanzhong!"

"General Meng is right."

"Leave half of the spoils for us to share. That's enough!"

"When General Meng leads the Golden Fire Cavalry back to Guanzhong, he will take half of the spoils back with him."

……

As soon as Meng Tian finished speaking, all the generals agreed one after another, and no one dared to take the other half of the spoils.

Tian Xuan held his chin with one hand and said quietly, "I will take one quarter, and you generals will share one quarter. Do you feel that you are at a disadvantage? I must admit that you generals came from afar to help me and did save my life. In this case, how about we share half of the spoils?"

Before Tianxuan finished speaking, the generals showed signs of interest. Some even gave Tianxuan a look that said, "You'd better know your place."

"We'll divide the cattle and sheep equally. As for the grain, since I'm far away from Guanzhong, the local grain production is a bit insufficient. So, I'll take a little more. How do you think?"

"can!"

“This is a fair solution.”

"Let's do it!"...

After Tianxuan finished speaking, all the generals of the Qin army felt that this allocation method was very reasonable and agreed to it carelessly. As the main generals, Meng Tian and Li Mu felt that something was wrong, but they did not think that Tianxuan dared to play tricks on them, so they could only suppress that doubt in their hearts.

"It's settled!" After deciding on the distribution plan for the spoils, Tian Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up the wine bottle in front of him, and gestured to the generals, "Generals, I toast you again!"

"please!"

"Dry!"

“What a great wine!”

……

The crucial spoils distribution plan was decided, and the generals put aside their grudges. Facing Tianxuan's second toast, they raised their wine bottles and clinked their glasses together.

………………

belch!
This meal was called a celebration banquet for the defeat of the wolf tribe, and no one would object. The tone had been set, and Tianxuan, as the host, and the generals who came from afar, such as Meng Tian and Li Mu, were all happy. When the generals had almost finished eating and drinking, Li Mu, Meng Tian and other guests were taken back to the residence arranged by Tianxuan by his personal soldiers.

Liu Ji, Zhou Bo, Xiao He, Cao Shen, Fan Kuai and others also returned to their respective residences. Tian Xuan, supported by Zi Nu, staggered towards his bedroom. As soon as he stepped into the backyard, the wine he had drunk began to rebel in Tian Xuan's stomach, causing him to burp heavily. A strong smell of alcohol hit Zi Nu's face, and Zi Nu's pretty face flushed.

"Why did you drink so much?" Zi Nu said angrily, "Don't you know how to drink less?" At this point, Zi Nu's charming face showed a hint of majesty, like the hostess of this Tianxuan Temple, and ordered in a masterly manner, "Come here! Prepare hot water and hangover soup!"

"Here."

The servants in Tianxuan Temple knew that Tianxuan would need someone to serve him after drinking so much. When Zi Nu supported Tianxuan back to the backyard, seven or eight smart maids had heard the news and stood around. Shao Siming stood in a long corridor, saying nothing, but her beautiful eyes that could speak never left Tianxuan, with endless ripples in them.

All along, although Zi Nu, Shao Siming and Tian Xuan had no official status, the servants in the mansion had already regarded them as mistresses. When Zi Nu gave an order, the maids around dared not disobey and went to the kitchen to get busy regardless of the dead of night.

Bang!
The long-tightened heartstrings loosened, and in Tianxuan's subconscious mind, Zi Nu and Shao Siming were trustworthy. After a burp full of alcohol, Tianxuan's already hazy consciousness fell into obsession, and his slender body almost leaned against Zi Nu. Finally, with Zi Nu's support, he came to the bedroom. As soon as Zi Nu let go, Tianxuan fell heavily on the bed, making a low muffled sound. His nose, like a hanging gallbladder, twitched, and a subtle cry followed.

"My lord, the water is coming."

A maid with a maid's bun on her head and wearing a water-green dress came in carrying a porcelain basin. In the basin, clear water emitted a faint warm steam.

"Brat, do you really trust me?"

After wetting a snow-white silk scarf, Zi Nu carefully wiped Tian Xuan's cheeks, which were flushed from drinking too much alcohol, with the hot towel. Her warm and beautiful eyes fell on Tian Xuan's face, her eyes were mixed with curiosity, exploration, question and other emotions, and there was a trace of emotion that even Zi Nu herself could not discover, hidden in the deepest part.

Looking at the drunk Tianxuan, Zi Nu felt both angry and amused.

(End of this chapter)