"Mmm...ah...oh...husband...ah...cousin...husband...ah...it's so deep...ah...so good...oh...ah...so comfortable..." The older cousin moaned intermittently, knowing that moaning during ejaculation would make the man ejaculate faster and more!
To get Lu Ming to ejaculate quickly, she began to use all her tricks, knowing that the man wouldn't stop until he was satisfied, and would definitely fuck her to death. It was better to let the man fuck her to his heart's content; the more he ejaculated, the more satisfied she would be!
"I'll shoot it into you! You slutty older cousin!"
After an unknown amount of time, the older cousin, Qian Jie, was almost fainting when Lu Ming roared, and his semen, like cannonballs, shot wave after wave into the older cousin's body, wave after wave, endlessly, without even showing any intention of withdrawing.
He didn't even withdraw when he was fucking his aunt, and now he certainly wouldn't!
A few days later, the mortar-paved road had been laid fifty miles away.
With military escort and a special mission, construction could proceed so quickly.
However, that was the limit. Many sections were difficult to traverse, either riddled with jagged rocks or requiring trekking through mountains and rivers, limiting the number of roads suitable for direct construction.
Before the technology reached a certain level, highways remained merely a dream, impossible to build.
Therefore, cement roads were a revolutionary invention; other infrastructure could wait.
To many's surprise, the magistrate of Xiji City was an unknown figure, with a dark complexion, often referred to as the "Black King of Hell" by local landowners.
Upon taking office, Bao Zheng immediately began reforming the county government, seizing control of the administration. He then began redressing grievances for the people, using the opportunity to eliminate some small and medium-sized local bullies.
These were mostly village tyrants from the outskirts of the city; these village bullies were the most troublesome.
They posed no real threat to the county seat, but for policies to be implemented, these people would inevitably seize every opportunity to exploit the system, layer by layer, until nothing could be done, and good intentions would turn into bad outcomes.
Therefore, Bao Zheng focused his efforts on the smaller, more powerful landlords. The larger, more powerful families, the Han and Fan, had already been eliminated by Lu Ming.
One of Zhang Chun's sons was publicly beheaded as a warning to others, demonstrating that no one could escape punishment.
Lu Ming even personally dispatched a 500-man guard to protect Bao Zheng's safety—a testament to his implicit trust.
In chaotic times, a local warlord, clearly, with troops at his disposal, was not afraid of anything.
The county government was gradually handed over to Bao Zheng, while Xu Shu returned to the military camp to help Lu Ming strategize for the next move.
Xu Shu wasn't particularly interested in the position of county magistrate.
His mother was currently pregnant, and whether the child was a boy or a girl, he, as the older brother, needed to protect his younger sibling!
Some things are impossible to avoid. He knew Lu Ming's ambition—an ambition tinged with rebellion!
Shi Tao and the others, however, had mixed feelings. They had initially thought they'd be appointed as registrars or something similar, but their plans had been thwarted. It would be strange if they were in a good mood.
The three arrived at Xu Shu's tent and saw him studying a map of Xiliang. There were markings on it, suggesting he was preparing for the next military operation.
Currently, only two and a half counties in Liangzhou were under Lu Ming's control. With the capture of Xiji City, they had taken a third of Tianshui County. After that, Bao Zheng would have to reclaim the entire Tianshui County. For this purpose, Lu Ming had granted Zhan Zhao the authority to recruit troops, but not more than 20,000.
It wasn't a concern about rebellion, but rather the logistical burden of too many soldiers.
There was a limit to the number of soldiers a region could recruit.
Not all able-bodied men could be recruited, so the number available was limited.
Seeing the three men's somewhat disheartened expressions, Xu Shu chuckled wryly.
Seeing his friend's smile, Shi Tao said irritably, "Yuanzhi, why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at your foolishness!" Xu Shu shook his head, picked up a piece of paper beside him, and began to record some information.
Even a strategist needs information to plan and strategize; information must be integrated.
This includes the strength of one's own forces, the strength of the enemy, their marching speed, the strength of the city walls, morale, and so on—all must be taken into account before they can become practical plans.
Shi Tao was still somewhat confused, but Meng Jian among them seemed to be looking thoughtfully at the map behind Xu Shu. "Yuanzhi, are you referring to the other prefectures and counties?"
Xu Shu put down his pen, turned to look at the map, and said, "That's right. You only see Xiji City, but not Jincheng and Wuwei Prefectures. Although these places are harsh, they are also prosperous, connecting to the Western Regions. Backed by Liangzhou, trading goods between the two places can bring in a fortune. With money in hand, your ambitions can be realized!"
None of the three were fools. Those who could study in Yingchuan were all somewhat capable and talented.
Of course, they longed to serve as officials. Firstly, it would allow them to apply their knowledge, and secondly, it would bring honor to their ancestors. No scholar didn't aspire to be an official.
Even among the Mohists, just some village heads were enough to entice them. It was said that the news had already reached Jiangdong, and the Mohist faction there was preparing to send people over.
If the situation was true, even more Mohist disciples would come in the future.
Not only would there be funds for research, but it was also here that Mohist disciples could become officials!
Even a mere village head is enough. With enough people, someone will eventually rise through the ranks! Climbing the ladder step by step is the reality.
The world is bustling with activity, all for profit.
With enough profit, what can't be obtained?
Although the Yuan family mobilized its forces to prevent its followers from helping Lu Ming, blocking the path for powerful clans, that doesn't mean there's no way out. If the higher-ups are blocked, the middle and lower ranks can be used!
Besides, the Yang family has always wanted to plant people within their ranks, but Lu Ming has only placed these people as clerks, not given real power.
What he needs are county magistrates and county constables—his own people—and below them, scholars he has trained.
According to his plan, he will establish academies to quickly cultivate scholars capable of performing official duties, learning practical literacy and arithmetic, not romantic poetry and prose—those are useless things.