Say goodbye to Cao Zhen, after Han Cui.

The business vehicle drove away from its hometown and went to the market area first.

Then pass through the high speed.

All the way out of the province, the soldiers pointed directly at Jinling City.

Compared to Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Jinling is a prosperous city with both humanistic atmosphere and historical heritage, there are too many events in the past, and the local heroes are also like bright green leeks, one after another, going forward and successively.

The Red League Chamber of Commerce is thriving again.

It is only a leader in the business field, and if it is put in Jinling, it is only the last stream.

Shinong Industry and Commerce.

Although the old feudal thinking in the past has gradually been revised, in Jinling City, pure businessmen cannot squeeze into the top circle at all.

Bulk projects.

Another example is the most lucrative profiteering industry.

and even the absolute economic lifeblood of an entire city.

are all pinched in the hands of powerful and powerful families who are at least rooted in the soil, and have been in the spring and autumn of 60 years.

Far from mentioning.

The family property of the Qin royal family is the least, and the most conservative starts with one trillion, which is still the lowest limit, and how much money is there, even Qin Lie is not clear.

Still.

At this point, Ning Xuanyuan can empathize with him the most, personal assets have reached a certain level, in fact, they are counted as a string of pale numbers, which is meaningless.

Follow the route of the last trip.

Ning Xuanyuan did not take the bridge road, but chose a car steamer.

Wait, the horn of the steamer started whimpered, standing at the bow of the ship, looking at the entire Jinling River, really, there is a unique flavor.

Heard.

Late autumn season.

Especially in the evening at dusk.

The river view here is the most evocative.

Ning Xuanyuan thought, given time, if a front was set up on the Jinling River, and the soldiers were pointed directly at the ancient capital, would they be able to see the Jinling River in autumn.

Fight for the most beautiful picture?!

He has seen countless times in the frontier the lonely smoke of the desert and the vigorous beauty of the sunset on the long river.

But I haven't felt it.

Thousands of sails have passed, the tide is rising, and the waves are coming to the city.

"Qin Lie, I'd rather someone seize this opportunity and try to teach you how to arrange troops!"

Looking at the river view several times, Ning Xuanyuan shrugged his shoulders, straightened his suit, and muttered to himself.

Yuan Shu grinned.

In ancient times, the king worshiped the generals, and made the best use of the terrain to put out the most offensive battle formation, which is why Ning Xuanyuan went to the Jinling River and chose to divide the troops.

First 200,000.

Another two hundred thousand.

The remaining 400,000 will not move.

In recent years, the wind and rain have been smooth, the country has been stable, and the corps under the command of the extremely cold field has rarely had the opportunity to practice battle formations, and water battles are even rarer.

The Jinling River is good.

You can practice your hands, and by the way, let Qin Lie, the demeanor of a real battlefield man in the field, kill two birds with one stone.

Half an hour later.

Ning Xuanyuan landed on the south bank of the Jinling River, hundreds of kilometers away from the main city.

Qin Lie's birthday banquet still has two months to be held.

There is no hurry.

"Freshly baked pancake fruit, good taste. ”

Went to the South Bank.

Entering the current town, the two did not drive again.

Yuan Shu ordered two snacks from the surrounding vendors, Ning Xuanyuan took them casually, and his eyes couldn't take his eyes off a pair of mother and son not far away.

This is a town backed by the south bank of the Jinling River, under the jurisdiction of Jinling City, and named Xinfeng.

After years of changes and changes of dynasty, it has gradually lost its strategic significance from a military town hundreds of years ago, and now, it is an ordinary town.

A little farther away.

The mother and son that Ning Xuanyuan noticed.

Standing in pairs, at a temporary enrollment registration point, the woman looked around blankly, and the young man bit his lower lip, his face full of unwillingness and loneliness.

That is, the registration office of the Armed Forces Association.

all these years.

Armed forces associations have blossomed everywhere, and registration points have been opened in a large area.

However, the selection criteria are extremely demanding.

Again.

If you pass the primary election, you will have to pay a large entrance fee.

This kid doesn't seem to be favored by the Martial Arts Association, so he looks resentful.

"Let the Martial Arts Association develop unscrupulously, some young and good seedlings have all entered the Martial Arts Association, and our army is ......" Yuan Shu suddenly lost his temper.

Ning Xuanyuan didn't squeak, he walked quickly to the young man, and said with a smile, "Unqualified?"

"Who said that?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and retorted righteously, "I just wasn't ready, they should give me a second chance to take the test." ”

Sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

When selecting members of the Martial Arts Association, the first thing is to measure the strength, which is intended to assess the density of the bones and the instantaneous explosive power.

To put it bluntly, it's all about talent.

This child, whose name is Jingle, is obviously not talented enough, and he was removed from the admission qualification by the Martial Arts Association, in other words, he is really a mortal, and the Martial Arts Association does not look down on him.

Ning Xuanyuan said seriously, "Actually, the Martial Arts Association is just like that, you can wait a few more years and join the army directly?!"

"Join the army?" Ding Dong was stunned.

The woman with Jingdong on her shoulders reacted and hurriedly waved her hand, "What nonsense, even if my child is not selected by the Martial Arts Association, he will never be a big soldier." ”

"I didn't listen to the high-level leaders of the Martial Arts Association, they are all laughing, the soldiers are all the waste materials picked up by their Martial Arts Association?"

See all living beings in one leaf.

The woman's words may be the true psychological portrayal of most ordinary people who are parents.

Yuan Shu was so angry that he was about to scold two sentences, the bullshit martial arts association, the scum was overflowing, and he even had the face to become the first preferred object for the younger generations to get ahead?

The boy stopped talking.

Ning Xuanyuan patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Joining the army can also become a big husband who stands up to the sky, not necessarily, it must be worse than the martial arts association." ”

The woman was about to blast Ning Xuanyuan away and pull her child away.

Ning Xuanyuan had already gotten up and left first.

The boy seemed curious.

So he stared intently at Ning Xuanyuan's back.

Ning Xuanyuan walked to the registration point of the Martial Arts Association, and his eyes fell to a solid sculpture placed at the door, the symbol totem of the Martial Arts Association, and a lone wolf with his head raised and roaring at the moon.

"At such an age, are you also going to sign up for the Martial Arts Association?"

"What are you kidding, the bones have grown, who wants you to be an old waste, hurry up, don't delay our time. ”

A group of young members of the Martial Arts Association said impatiently when they saw Ning Xuanyuan.

Afterwards.

No one bothered to deal with him.

"Brother Chen, my strength has increased recently, and I can hold fifty pounds of strength in one hand. One of the young men, shaking the dynamometer, couldn't help but say proudly.

Looking at the age, it is similar to Ning Xuanyuan.

"Really, come on, pinch it and show me. ”

"Ha, you see, fifty pounds, you can definitely get there. ”

Several young members of the Martial Arts Association left their jobs and embraced together.

And for this, the young man who was enough to pinch out fifty pounds was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, which was almost, enough to qualify for becoming a registered disciple of the Martial Arts Association.

After a few more years, take a bronze badge, and you will be able to glorify your ancestors.

A boy in the wind.

is still paying attention to Ning Xuanyuan.

Ning Xuanyuan turned his head to the young man named Ding Dong, then threw a gentle smile, and finally, his five fingers covered the head of the wolf statue.

In a thought.

Finger power exceeded 9,000 pounds.

From the inside out, shattered the solid bronze statue.

"Boom!"

A group of members of the Martial Arts Association who are chattering and lifting each other.

A stunned, stunned teenager.

Almost at the same time, I saw that the wolf statue fell apart on its own in an instant, turning into powder.

"Mom, I want to join the army, I want to be a husband!"

After a long time, the boy hissed and exclaimed.

Ning Xuanyuan, who was gradually drifting away, smiled unconsciously when he heard this.

Since ancient times, iron-blooded tough guys have been in the army.

The Martial Arts Association is far from it.

"My soldiers, defending the family and defending the country generously to the death, never have to raise eyebrows, you can not see their blood and sweat, but, you should understand, who is guarding this mountain and river?!"

Ning Xuanyuan muttered to himself.

The eyes are bright.

Are they all scrap materials picked up by the Martial Arts Association?

"If you want to die, I will accompany you to the end!"

Ning Xuanyuan moved his neck, didn't squeak anymore, people are doing it, the sky is watching, I will come back to you Martial Arts Association and calculate the general account!!