My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield - Chapter 36
[Chapter 36 Feng Ochuan’s Arrangements]
Feng Baichuan looked at Su Wen up and down and said, “You are eighteen years old this year, and you are considered a genius if you have a seventh-rank constellation. Even in this superintendent of martial arts, it is rare for you to have a cultivation level like yours at your age. .”
“Let’s supervise Wusi, divide gold, silver, copper and iron, and be a fourth-level deacon. The Ma Shan you saw that day was the golden sword deacon.”
“This deacon division corresponds to the cultivation base. In the four ranks, they are all golden sword deacons, those in the first to third ranks are silver sword deacons, the seventh to ninth constellations are bronze sword deacons, and iron sword deacons. It is the fourth to sixth rank of the star, and the following are all ordinary warriors.”
“According to your current cultivation base, you can be a Bronze Sword Deacon, with three Iron Sword Deacons and a hundred warriors.”
“And you also have to be placed under the command of a certain silver sword deacon.”
Speaking of which, Feng Baichuan said emphatically: “Remember, your father’s trick doesn’t work in the Jianwu Division. The Jianwu Division has always been the king of strength. Whoever has the biggest fist can use it when he speaks.”
Su Wen looked at Feng Baichuan and smiled: “Then Uncle Feng, do you have the biggest fist here?”
Feng Baichuan said proudly, “That’s natural!”
As he said that, Feng Baichuan thought of a person, and he asked, “By the way, Lan Qingqing, this fellow entered the Supervisory Division to steal, so don’t forgive him lightly.”
Su Wen said with a look of regret: “The woman was taken back to the mansion yesterday. After the interrogation, the guards were careless and the care was not strict, and she was let go.”
Feng Baichuan frowned and said, “Since this is the case, I will let people hunt down this person, so that they cannot escape easily.”
Su Wen smiled and said, “It should be.”
After everything was explained, Feng Baichuan gave Su Wen an official document and said, “What about you, since you have some feuds with Ma Shan, I will transfer you to another person. Remember, restrain yourself, you were beaten here. , your father’s hand can’t reach it.”
After speaking, Feng Baichuan said, “Liu Ruyu, take Su Wen around. Tell him about the rules here.”
His voice fell, and a woman turned from the side, with a charming face, her eyes were full of crescents, and she said, “Okay.”
Feng Baichuan introduced: “She is Liu Ruyu, the golden sword deacon, but she doesn’t command the Wu Division. You can call her Aunt Liu.”
“Hello Aunt Liu.” Su Wen called out obediently.
Liu Ruyu smiled and said, “My sister.”
“Don’t make trouble, you are ten years older than me, how does he call your sister?” Feng Baichuan scolded.
Su Wen was secretly shocked, this woman is not simple, she looks like a young girl, but she is ten years older than Feng Baichuan, who is about the same age as his father.
Liu Ruyu tilted her head to look at Su Wen, and said with a smile, “If you don’t call, I’ll find a place where no one is around and beat you up.”
“Hello, sister!” Su Wen laughed.
Liu Ruyu’s body moved slightly, but before Su Wen could react, she found that Liu Ruyu had appeared beside him, and a faint aroma penetrated his nose, making Su Wen a little restless.
Feng Baichuan stared at Liu Ruyu and said, “This person is your Majesty’s main concern, you can’t make mistakes!”
Speaking of His Majesty, the expression on Liu Ruyu’s face changed slightly, and then she said with a smile, “I’m just playing with my little brother, why are you so nervous.”
After speaking, he took Su Wen’s hand and turned to go out.
Su Wen was held by her hand, and she only felt that the palm of her hand was delicate and tender, and the fragrance around her lingered.
Liu Ruyu dragged Su Wen and strolled in the Supervisory Division.
While strolling around, I introduced Ken Takeji.
This superintendent of martial arts supervises the world. Among them, the masters are like clouds, that is, the golden sword deacon and the golden sword deacon, which are also different. Some golden sword deacons, such as Ma Shan, are the lowest level of the golden sword, and some are powerful. The golden sword deacon was sent out to monitor the land of a state, and there were even many golden sword deacons under his command.
As for the exact number of golden sword deacons in the Supervisory Division, no one knows except for Zhou Di and Feng Baichuan, but the number is definitely quite large.
So many warriors joined the martial arts division,
Serving for Emperor Zhou is naturally not without benefits.
In the martial arts division, there are excellent training resources and countless martial arts and skills.
Liu Ruyu said with a smile: “As long as you join the martial arts division, you can avoid many detours in your cultivation, especially for a handsome young man like you, who may be attracted by some golden sword deacon, and if you give a few more pointers, you can do everything. There is.”
Su Wen squeezed Liu Ruyu’s hand and teased, “Sister, can you point me?”
Liu Ruyu gently put her head close to Su Wen’s ear and whispered, “Two pieces of advice for you, first, don’t trust Ruan Ze, and second, keep in mind that in the Division of Supervisors, strength is king.”
Ruan Ze?
Who is this person?
Seems like I’ve seen this name somewhere.
Su Wen suddenly thought, isn’t this the Silver Sword Deacon to whom he belongs on the official document?
What’s wrong with this man?
Remember that strength is king, why?
“Okay, I’m here, I’m leaving.” After speaking, Liu Ruyu pulled out her jade hand, smiled sweetly at Su Wen, and turned to leave.
Watching Liu Ruyu walk away, the smile on Su Wen’s face disappeared, and this woman appeared strange.
The ambiguous attitude made Su Wen puzzled.
Looking back, there was a sign hanging on the house, which read: Xue Wanjun, the deacon of the Golden Sword of the Supervisory Division, is under the jurisdiction.
This Superintendent of Military Forces can be said to be like a small town in a city. There are many such brands along the way.
Inside are all the warriors of the supervisory division, and most of them live here.
Su Wen stepped forward, UU read www.sonicmtl.com and handed the official documents to the guards at the door. After waiting for a while, he was led into it. When he entered, Su Wen saw many young people practicing martial arts.
Inside, Su Wen saw two men.
Xue Wanjun, tall, with a strong waist and a height of more than two meters, looks extremely oppressive.
The other person is Ruan Ze, with a short stature, long and narrow eyes, a plump body, and a smile on his face.
Seeing Su Wen, Xue Wanjun was indifferent, while Ruan Ze stood up with a smile on his face, walked up to him, and said, “This is Mr. Su, he really is a talent.”
I have to say that although this guy looks bad, his attitude is really good.
Compared to the cold-faced Xue Wanjun on the side, Ruan Ze was much more enthusiastic.
Xue Wanjun glanced at Su Wen and said coldly, “I’m Xue Meng’s cousin.”
Su Wen narrowed his eyes, what a coincidence?
coincide?
Or was it Feng Baichuan’s intention?
Obviously, the latter is more likely.
Good guy, he said that he has a feud with Ma Shan, so why not give him a bigger hatred?
But Su Wen wasn’t afraid of him, looked up at Xue Wanjun, and sneered: “What’s the matter, Deacon Jindao has to mention your nephew to give you a boost? Just mention someone if you have nothing to do, I’m still Su Changqing’s son, I’m talking about it. Is it on? Did I talk about it all over the place?”
The two people in the house were suddenly stunned, is this a mention to you?
Also, haven’t you hung up yet?
Xue Wanjun got up, took a step forward, his aura burst out, stared at Su Wen fiercely, and sneered: “Today, I will let you know how powerful you are!”
(Speaking of a thing, I really try my best to check for typos, but sometimes it’s so strange that I can’t see it when I check it myself. You can mention it more, and then I will correct it.)
[End of this Chapter]
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