"Why?" Unexpectedly, Lin Yitian's face did not show the slightest embarrassment or annoyance, he just asked indifferently.

Fang Mingwei's face was solemn, and he said: "Your Majesty, before you came here, you had the great help of the old general Hua from the new barracks of the empire on the planet Misland, and then became friends with Hua Jiahong, the grandson of the old general. And promised to go to the boot camp together. One of the ministers' promises is as heavy as a thousand gold, please fulfill it for Your Majesty. ”

A hint of surprise flashed on Lin Yitian's face, and he asked slowly, "Mislan's new barracks?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Raising his head and glancing at the ministers with strange faces around him, Lin Yitian's heart was quite strange.

Originally, when he heard that Fang Mingwei refused to join the Praetorian Guard, he was really a little uneasy in his heart. If such a talent cannot be used by the royal family and serves a certain big family, it is definitely not a good thing for the future of the royal family.

However, Fang Mingwei's answer surprised everyone.

It turned out that the object he wanted to serve was not a big family with a great reputation in the empire, but an unknown new barracks.

"General Lin, who is that flower general on the planet Misland?" Lin Yitian asked.

Lin Debiao's face became extremely embarrassed in an instant.

Mislan Planet? This is a nameless planet in the corner of [***], Lin Debiao can swear that he has never heard of it in his life.

Although it is true that he is the Minister of War of the Empire, the territory of the Empire is too large, and there are many enclaves, and it is impossible for him to remember all the places.

Seeing the expression on Lin Debiao's face, His Majesty the Emperor snorted impatiently and asked, "Duke Xu, what do you say?" ”

Xu Gong's face is not much better than Lin Debiao, he is the minister in charge of personnel in the empire, but looking at the main hall, it seems that no person surnamed Hua is qualified to come here.

However, as soon as he rolled his eyes, he immediately thought of a good way and said, "Your Majesty, please take a look." ”

With that, he came to the big screen, called up the Empire's personnel files, and then entered the planet Mislan in the search column.

A moment later, all the information about the planet of Misland and General Hanamedo appeared on it.

Hua Mingtang, a branch of the Hua family in the Aosen Star Domain on the northwest frontier of the empire, is currently the commander of the new battalion in Misland, with a term of ten years and five years remaining.

After seeing this information, and then looking at Fang Mingwei who was standing silently next to him, everyone sighed in their hearts at the same time, this Huamingtang is really lucky, it actually allowed him to meet such a once-in-a-lifetime talent. And what is even more valuable is that Fang Mingwei even refused His Majesty's personal invitation for the sake of his daughter, and when he met such a loving and righteous person, the future of the Hua Mingtang family is limitless.

Indeed, Lin Yitian's face had been filled with a smile again, if Fang Mingwei's chosen allegiance was a wealthy family, then it would be a very dangerous thing for him and for the entire empire.

However, Fang Mingwei's choice turned out to be an obscure and unknown small clan surnamed Hua in the most remote place, so Lin Yitian was confident that he could definitely tie the Hua family and Fang Mingwei to the royal chariot together.

"Fang Qing, do you want to go to the new barracks and ...... with Hua Mingtang" He turned his head and took the name of Hua Mingtang, the first time he saw it, in his heart: "Working with General Hua Mingtang, right?" ”

"Exactly, please fulfill Your Majesty."

"Okay, I am very pleased that the Qing family can be rich and noble without forgetting their roots." Lin Yitian waved his hand and said, "My reward remains unchanged, so I will appoint you as the overseer of the recruit camp, and work with Hua Mingtang to take charge of the new barracks for me." ”

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Fang Mingwei bowed deeply to the emperor, to be honest, this result was not unexpected by him in advance.

Although Lin Yitian didn't know about Hua Mingtang, it was impossible for General Hua to ignore the existence of His Majesty the Emperor.

So before coming here, Hua Jiahong had already informed Fang Mingwei of His Majesty's preferences and surname, and according to a series of intelligence speculations, Fang Mingwei already had a certain understanding of His Majesty the Emperor, and he had also formulated a plan to deal with it in advance.

However, all this was just his own guess after all, so when Lin Yi said these words innocently, Fang Mingwei's heart was really relieved.

So, the next thing was much simpler, Lin Yitian comforted him kindly, asked Fang Mingwei to withdraw, and then gave several orders one after another.

First, the Misland Recruit Battalion was abolished and a new Misland Regiment was formed.

Second, he was promoted to Major General of the Imperial Lieutenant General, responsible for the formation of the Misland Legion.

Thirdly, each unit will transfer elite soldiers to join the Misland Legion and strive to form combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time.

Fourth, send First Earl Fang Mingwei to serve as the overseer of the Misland Legion, and have the right to directly meet His Majesty.

With these few orders, everyone knows that His Majesty the Emperor already has the intention of promoting and winning over the Hua family. Therefore, no matter which department it is, there is great enthusiasm for the formation of the Misland Legion.

The major departments of the empire began to act with unprecedented efficiency, and a steady stream of materials, warships, mechs, weapons, energy blocks and other equipment poured into the tiny planet of Mislan like a tidal wave.

Numerous orders for promotion were sent to units, and elite soldiers and officers were drawn out to Misland, a small and previously inconspicuous part of the empire.

At the same time, in order to meet the identity of the overseer of the first-class earl Fang Mingwei, the emperor specially issued a decree and sent a thousand-man Praetorian Guard to protect the life of the first-class earl.

In other words, before Fang Mingwei left the capital, there was already a whole thousand more escort regiments around him.

For this obviously unconventional treatment, among the ministers up and down the empire, unexpectedly no one objected.

The real reason is actually very simple, that is, Fang Mingwei's performance conquered everyone. Let them clearly know that in the near future, Fang Mingwei will definitely be able to break through the extreme barrier of the fifteenth level of the spirit department and become the first true master in the history of the empire.

And once Fang Mingwei broke through the limit and reached the level of level sixteen, the empire could apply to the Great Federation to upgrade the empire's civilization level.

And this is where Fang Mingwei's greatest value lies at the moment.

According to the regulations of the Great Federation, the scientific and technological level of the Newman Empire has long reached the middle level of the sixth-level civilized countries, and even the average quality and potential of the citizens have also reached the middle level of the sixth-level civilized countries.

However, in the Great Federation, there is also a hard surname rule.

In the sixth level of the country, there must be at least one master of the physical arts department and the spiritual department at the same time.

Although no one knows why there must be such a regulation, but in the face of this regulation, there is no room for accommodation, and the Newman Empire can only vigorously develop high-level talents in the spiritual department.

The Newman Empire is a country founded on martial arts, and the physique of individuals is extremely developed, and it is not uncommon for masters of physical arts to exceed level 11. But there are many fewer masters in the spiritual department.

Although after 100,000 years of evolution, they have more than 10,000 quasi-masters of the spirit system who have reached the fifteenth level, but it is frustrating that so far, no one has been sure to break through that last limit barrier.

The reason why the Newman Empire relaxed the personnel circulation system for its subordinate countries was that in addition to wanting to obtain free high-level soldiers, it also had the desire to find a needle in a haystack and to find outstanding talents with the potential to break through the spiritual barriers.

Therefore, when Fang Mingwei appeared at this time and showed unparalleled potential, the aristocratic circle of the entire empire suddenly became a sensation.

Whether it is royal or noble, driven by a common interest, Fang Mingwei is naturally extremely important, and there is absolutely no room for loss.

However, Fang Mingwei didn't know what was at stake, and even Hua Jiahong didn't tell Fang Mingwei explicitly before he officially joined the imperial nationality.

Although their relationship is very harmonious, in the face of the interests of the country, some things cannot be explained.

If Fang Mingwei really knew the news, then he would definitely beat the snake and ask Lin Yitian for the second and third Victory-class battleships. Anyway, in his mind, there were as many as five souls with spiritual power exceeding level fifteen, and he had enough strength to allow him to control five giants at the same time.

By mistake, he lost this best opportunity, which can be regarded as providence.

The moment he walked out of the parade platform, Fang Mingwei took a deep breath, and there was a burst of endless emotion in his heart.

Back in the day, when he was still studying on the planet Karim, he was still a penniless young man, and now in just three years, he has stepped out of the Earth Alliance, stepped into the Great Federation of Universes, and has become a first-class earl of the Newman Empire.

This series of things happened to him, as if it was a dream, which was unbelievable.

Turning his head to look around, all he saw was a look of admiration and respect, whether it was the soldiers and officials of the empire, whether it was the same as him, the elites from many subordinate countries, the eyes looked at him differently.

Looking up at the sky, Fang Mingwei's heart gradually swelled with bursts of pride and ambition.

Earth Alliance, my homeland, I will be like a teacher, and you will be proud of me.

(To be continued)