The old man who guarded the door had no intention of doing academic debates with Huang Pingfan, so Huang Pingfan said that the current ruling pattern, compared with the previous imperial era, was simply a change of soup and not a change of medicine, and he no longer chattered.

Next, Huang Pingfan's personal arrangement went very smoothly, so that Huang Pingfan really had a good addiction.

If people knew that his Taizu had died, it was estimated that he would no longer be as warm and affectionate as he is now.

However, Huang Pingfan didn't care at all, kept Taizu's death secret, and concealed it for as long as he could. Anyway, his current honor and show-off was deceived by him, and as for how long he can deceive, he will deceive for as long as he can. It's best to be able to deceive the day when he really grows up, so that he is really not afraid of anything.

After arranging everything, he thought of one more thing, and now the group of subordinates in front of him, although after experiencing a little thing, have been respectful to him, but after all, the soldiers and horses were not trained by him personally, and they still don't feel particularly handy to use.

Therefore, just before he was about to leave here, his eyes rolled and he asked the twenty-one master brothers under his hand, "Which of you has experience in training low-level cultivators?"

Yes, Huang Pingfan is planning to train the troops, train a group of personal soldiers who belong to him completely, and he expects that he can have a group of personal soldiers who can command like an arm.

"This ......"

Everyone was confused by the Huang family's leapfrog thinking, they didn't know what the Huang family was going to do next.

It is ridiculous enough to set up a so-called Huangjia vegetable market. However, it seems that the Huang family's Huangmen is just two masters, anyway, those master brothers of the Huang family's Huangmen are all idle, and they have nothing to do. Since the master brother is willing, it doesn't matter much, no matter how much the Huang family is messing around, it doesn't matter.

However, training troops, then there is a problem.

After all, cultivators are not mortals, their existence requires the consumption of quite a lot of resources, this is the Huang family's yellow sect, almost no clan soldiers are kept in captivity, all along, there are only hundreds of clan soldiers, just because there are no resources.

There is another problem, and that is the attitude of the City Lord's Mansion.

Ordinary families, if they want to keep clan soldiers in captivity, they must apply to the City Lord's Mansion. Moreover, the clan soldiers they kept in captivity was, to a large extent, simply helping the City Lord's Mansion cultivate talents.

Their clan soldiers must go to the City Lord's Mansion every year to receive training, accept gifts from the City Lord's Mansion, and accept the gifts and lectures of the City Lord. Among them, the top ones will be promoted to serve in the city lord's mansion and become the city lord's personal soldiers.

The old man who guarded the door was very dissatisfied with such a matter of making a wedding dress for others.

The Huangjia Huangmen, in the past, because there were only more than 100 soldiers in the whole clan, there were pitiful few, so the city lord's mansion was taken by the majesty of the first master in Liangzhou, and they were not deprived of the fruits of their labor (in fact, there were not many results).

However, if Huang Pingfan wantonly captively raised his own soldiers and didn't want to make wedding dresses for others, it would inevitably cause a huge conflict between the Huang family's Yellow Gate and the City Lord's Mansion.

The old man guarding the door had something in his heart, but in the end he held back and didn't say it, after all, the young man was thin-skinned, and it was rare for him to want to do something, so it was not good to hit him like this.

endured and endured, the expression on the old man's face kept changing, and finally he held back, didn't say anything, and just watched the development of things quietly.

After a long time, a group of stunned master brothers finally came back to their senses, and thought in their hearts: It seems that the young master is really not very different from the previous nobles, he is a person with great ambitions.

"What's the matter, our Huang Family, Huangmen, doesn't even have a person who can train low-level cultivators, so we still need to invite a master to help with this matter?"

Hearing the young master's very dissatisfied voice, the twenty-one masters, except for Ye Yuzheng and Ye Zhimei, who already had a task, felt a little pain in their faces.

Yes, isn't it just training low-level cultivators? Is it that difficult?

Although among them, there are only three people who have reached the peak of the Great Xuan Master. The rest are just little masters above the fifth level and below the seventh level of the Great Xuan Master, and they can't go up or down.

However, is it difficult to train a group of Xiaobu people in the Xuanfu Realm, at most in the Xuanshi Realm?

After thinking about it like this, a group of old and red-faced master brothers stood up one by one to take on the task.

Huang Pingfan didn't plan to casually ask these master brothers to help him, he was afraid that they would repay the favor and leave again.

However, the Huangjia Market must be built, and there is his conspiracy in it. The soldiers of the Huang family must also be trained, but he is very eager to have his closest soldiers, and they are a large number of soldiers.

He knows his own details, and what he can rely on for a lifetime is just an old man who guards the door, if he can't cultivate a new large number of credible and trustworthy people in time, then his fake fool will not become true one day.

He didn't like the feeling of being in constant fear, he was always afraid that his lies would be exposed one day.

Once the lie is discovered, if there is no one in his hands, then his fate is predictable.

Huang Pingfan glanced over, and when he saw that everyone was vying for the lead, lest he fall behind, he was very relieved, and thought proudly: Hehe, who said that there is no one in my Huang family, my Huang family is full of talents.

"Well, it's this tall and thin, white and tender, delicate and delicate, graceful, handsome and handsome big guy. Young Master Ben firmly believes that a master brother who can look as handsome as Young Master Ben will definitely be able to train a large number of loyal and strong cultivators for our Huang Family and Yellow Sect. Huang Pingfan pointed to the most handsome of the twenty-one master brothers, and said with a smile.

That master brother, if you just say that he is handsome, he is not as good as Huang Pingfan. But he is a master, full of masculinity, and in terms of temperament, he will definitely kill Huang Pingfan, a little white-faced young master.

The handsome master brother felt happy from the sky, and he couldn't imagine that he was handsome, and in front of the young master, there were such benefits.

He stood up from the crowd very proudly, and then glanced at his peers who had not been chosen.

That look is clearly to say: Hehe, being handsome is an advantage in itself, and you can't envy it.

Seeing such a cheap look in the handsome master brother, the other master brothers were angry in their hearts, but they were very helpless, who called their father and mother, didn't make themselves handsome?

The handsome master brother came to Huang Pingfan, knelt down on one knee, and swore loudly to Huang Pingfan: "Chen Yaojing, I am willing to smear the young master's liver and brain!"

"Hehe, it's not that exaggerated, it's just to play your own expertise and train the newcomers. The number one goal of training is loyalty. The second goal is Xuangong. Huang Pingfan helped Chen Yaojing up with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said very casually.

After appeasing Chen Yaojing, Huang Pingfan smiled and said to Ye Yuzheng and Ye Zhimei: "For beggars and refugees, you can continue to accept them indefinitely, the more the merrier, and those who come do not refuse." Our new clan soldiers, the soldiers are selected from these people.

The requirements are those under the age of fifteen, over the age of three, with good appearance, good conduct, sound limbs, and voluntary membership as a clan soldier. Of course, you must give some benefits to their families, and as for how to do it, you will do it. ”

Ye Yuzheng and Ye Zhimei immediately knelt on one knee and pointed to the guarantee of heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Huang Pingfan nodded with a smile, helped them all up, and spoke softly to soothe them.

Seeing that they had not received the task for the time being, they were eager to try it one by one, and Huang Pingfan was very useful in his heart.

"Brothers who have not received the task for the time being, don't worry, our Huang family and Huangmen, if you want to develop, there will be a lot of tasks in the future. Everyone can cultivate with peace of mind and work hard to improve their realm, and we will face a lot of masters in the future, and we must not slack off.

We can't point to Taizu and his old man in everything, he is a strategic background, we must do it, if we can not trouble his old man, then try not to trouble his old man, if you often disturb his old man, so that he can't cultivate quietly, then there will be an incident of wolves.

When we really can't do something, and then call him the old man, he will think that it is just some painless things, and he is too lazy to pass, then we will all be finished. Huang Pingfan put his hands behind his back, pretending to be a master outside the world, looking up forty-five degrees, and talking eloquently.

Everyone doesn't know what the wolf is talking about. However, I still feel that what Huang Pingfan said is quite reasonable, if he bothers Taizu for small things, and then calls him when the big thing is over, he is likely to think that it is a small matter and is too lazy to pass. If that's the case, then something really is going to happen.