My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield

　　 Early in the morning, the **** who passed the edict came to Su Wen's mansion.

　　 Su Wen came out to welcome, the **** declared loudly:

　　 "Your Majesty has a purpose. In this corruption case at the Dongcheng Patrol Office, Su Wen has done a lot of merit, and he is promoted to be a lecturer in Wenyuan Pavilion from now on."

　　 Su Wen opened his mouth wide!

　　 Wenyuan Pavilion....Lecturer?

　　 If he remembers correctly, Wenyuange lecturers are all scribes who are not young.

　　 After all, the Wenyuan Pavilion are all previous Jinshi, and they can be called superb scholarship, and they are all top-notch literati in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

　　 Those who can be their lecturers are even more proficient.

　　 It can be said that they are the existence of intensive learning for these new officials of Da Zhou.

　　 Be a lecturer by yourself?

　　 The emperor is crazy?

　　 Still crazy?

　　 At this time, the **** closed the imperial edict and said: "Your Majesty has another statement. If Su Wen is like patrolling the office, he will ruin your government affairs!"

"Ha ha!"

　　 Su Wen no longer knows what to say.

　　 This official promotion is a bit sad.

　　 After the **** passed away, Ningshuang stepped forward to collect the imperial edict, and whispered: "Young master is not happy?"

　　 Su Wen smiled bitterly: "This official promotion is not as good as not being promoted! I made it clear that I was deliberately engaged, our majesty, really be careful!"

　　 Ningshuang smiled and said, "What is the young master going to do?"

　　 Su Wen rolled his eyes and said: "Drag, anyway, the imperial decree didn't say when I should report! I'll go out to relax and go later!"

　　 Yes, I can steal it for a while, and never go early! If the imperial decree does not say that from now on, Su Wen might delay him for ten and a half months.

　　 After Su Wen finished speaking, he took Zhao Jin and Chuhe out of the house.

　　 went straight to Guanyun Tower.

　　 At this time, the clerks of the staff had arrived at Wenyuan Pavilion.

　　 Feichi looked at the paperwork in his hand, shivering in anger!

　　 "Absurd! Absurd! This.. How can this Su Wen enter my Wenyuan Pavilion as a lecturer? What kind of virtue is he and how can he be a lecturer? Why does your Majesty humiliate me and the scribes so much?"

　　 The two had already settled their grievances last time, and now when they heard that Su Wen was going to be brought, the old guy almost carried it back.

　　 "I'm going to Miansheng!"

　　 Fei Chi got up to leave!

"Lao Fei wait a minute!" The person who came to deliver the document laughed: "Su Xiang also has something to say. Su Wen is absurd. Your Majesty wants to use Wenyuan Pavilion's style to grind his temperament. If Fei does this well, he will serve as the minister of ceremonies. Hopeful."

　　 "Huh?" Hearing this, Feichi was stunned.

　　 He has been in Wenyuan Pavilion for many years. After Ren Ge, he thought there was no possibility of improvement.

　　 I didn't expect Su Changqing to let people pass this word.

What's the meaning? Let yourself take care of Su Wen?

　　 The Book of Etiquette? Fei Chi's heart became enthusiastic, but that was the sixth department. Although the Ministry of Rites had relatively little power to speak, it was compared with others. Compared with Wenyuange, it was the real power department.

　　 "Su Changqing wants me to take care of Su Wen?" Feichi asked.

The person giving the clerk shook his head and smiled: "Su Xiang didn't say this. Su Xiang just asked me to pass this sentence to Fei Lao. As for how to understand it, that is your business. As for how you do it, it is also with Su Xiang. It has nothing to do with it, the word has been spread, and the next official resigns."

　　 After speaking, he turned and left.

　　 Feichi was lost in thought.

　　 What does Su Changqing mean?

　　 Your Majesty wants to use the Wenyuange Wenqi to sharpen Su Wen. If you understand it literally, it should be to make things difficult for Su Wen.

　　 But, it happens that there is the latter sentence, it is done well, and it is hopeful that I will become the official book of the Ministry of Etiquette.

　　What should be done? Deliberately making things difficult to grind Su Wen's head and bloodshed?

　　 Who is the person who made the message? Su Wen's father, it doesn't make sense.

　　 Is that taking care of Su Wen? But what he said was very clear. His Majesty meant to sharpen Su Wen.

　　 In the Great Week, who can disobey your Majesty?

　　 After pondering for a while, Fesch made a decision!

　　 don't make things difficult! Don't care!

　　Let’s see what he can mix.

　　 This is Su Changqing's clever technique, without leaving a trace in his words.

　　 One day, someone told Emperor Zhou of this, and Su Changqing had room for maneuver.

　　 asked him to take care of Su Wen? No! It just said that Emperor Zhou wanted to sharpen Su Wen.

　　 What did you promise him? Book of Etiquette? That is the hope of becoming a Book of Etiquette! It's done well. With Fei Chi's qualifications, there is indeed no problem. This is a fact. It's just that there are no less than ten people in the government and the opposition. If you can't take the job, don't you have to listen to Emperor Zhou? Is this a promise?

　　 is a single sentence, but it unconsciously eases the direct relationship between Fei Chi and Su Wen a bit, so that it will not be so tense.

　　Interest is the threshold that mankind will never pass.

　　In the face of interests, many personal grievances can be relaxed a little bit.

　　 Viewing the Cloud Tower, Su Wen met Xie Yiyi.

　　 "What, girl Yiyi agreed to marry me?" Su Wen touched his chin, looked at Xie Yiyi who was still wearing a veil in front of him, and smiled: "Wait, please girl take off the veil!"

　　 Xie Yiyi smiled: "Why?"

"Inspection and inspection!" Su Wenli said as expected: "If I don't look at your true face, how can I be assured of letting you into the mansion? If you are a big buck-tooth, will I be dying? "

　　 Su Wen didn't want to try things like seeing the light dead.

　　Especially after experiencing the age when the pictures are seriously inconsistent with the real objects, the scene of the car accident is very welcome to see.

　　 Xie Yiyi smiled and said, "Shao Shao really only values ​​Yiyi's appearance?"

　　 Su Wen rolled his eyes: "Do you have any other good-looking ones?"

　　 Xie Yiyi said with a grievance: "I thought Su Shao was a person who likes Yiyi. UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't expect Su Shao to love just this pair of skins!"

　　 Su Wen laughed: "Haha, if I were not the son of the prime minister, I would not even be able to enter this house. Didn't you marry me because of my father's power?"

　　 Xie Yiyi knew that the man in front of him was not easy to fool.

　　 reached out his hand and gently untied the veil.

　　 In the next second, an almost perfect face appeared in front of Su Wen.

　　 The nose and mouth are so beautiful, and Xie Yiyi, who is already sexy, untie the veil, it is even more amazing.

　　The delicate and moving facial features, the extremely charming eyes, the exquisite makeup, can't pick out a trace of blemish at all!

　　 Xie Yiyi is very confident, no man can resist her temptation.

　　 This is why she has been wearing a veil for so many years, because so many things have happened to this face.

　　 Su Wen swallowed, then suddenly said: "Come on, get a basin of water!"

　　 "???" Xie Yiyi asked with a dazed face, "What does Master Su mean?"

　　 Su Wen smiled and said: "Wash your face, remove your makeup!"

　　 Xie Yiyi has never met such a request.

　　 But facing Su Wen, she has no room for resistance.

　　 After washing his face, Su Wen nodded satisfied looking at the still beautiful face in front of him.

　　 Half an hour later, Xie Yiyi and Su Wen got on the carriage together and left slowly.

　　 Thank you for standing upstairs, looking at the carriage going away, and sighed faintly.

　　 "Su Wen, you will soon become a puppet of my magic sound door, but before that, you can enjoy a wonderful and gentle town, it's cheaper for you!"

　　 Thank you all for muttering to yourself.