"Brother Chuan, I heard that you raised a thousand catties of stone mortars and entered the ranks of the soldiers of Beiyuan Mansion!"

"Uncle Liu, you're very fast!"

"Brother Chuan, you are so good, it would be nice if my little strong child could have half of you when he grows up in the future!"

"Hehe, sixth aunt, Xiao Zhuang'er is still young, and he will definitely be able to enter Beiyuan when he grows up!"

In the evening, Han Chuan returned to the independent small courtyard of Xiyuan, and the neighbors of the surrounding courtyards all congratulated him one after another. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For countless tenants of Wu'an Mansion, entering Beiyuan and becoming a soldier of Wu'an Mansion is definitely promising.

Han Chuan has grown up here since he was a child, so he naturally wants to show off well, and after showing off with these neighbors, he pushed open the door of the small courtyard and walked in.

This courtyard is not large, with a small courtyard in front and two houses on the left and right.

"Han Chuan!" A voice rang out from behind him.

"The big butler of Baitu!"

When Han Chuan heard this, he hurriedly turned his head and saw that it was a serious middle-aged man, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked out, and said with a smile: "You have something to make people call me, what are you doing at such a night!" ”

This is the white picture of the chief housekeeper of Wu'an Mansion.

Wu'an Mansion has four gardens in the southeast, northwest and northwest, each of which has a big steward, in addition to the internal affairs steward, the account steward, and the foreign affairs steward, which together are seven stewards.

There is also a big butler above the seven stewards, who is in charge of all the things in the Wu'an Mansion, which is the pillar of the Wu'an Jun Mansion, Wu Anjun is rumored to have been in retreat for many years, and the only daughter, the eldest lady Bai Dong'er, has been serving in the Killing God Army, and the big housekeeper is in charge of the mansion.

Below the big housekeeper are the seven stewards, and these seven stewards are rumored to be the personal guards around Wu Anjun back then, all of them are strong in martial arts.

"Han Chuan, this is the black brocade wolf robe of the Wu'an Mansion soldiers, the iron betel gun, and the waist card, I sent them to you, you go to Beiyuan early tomorrow morning to order Mao, don't be late!" Bai Tu has a rigorous face, is meticulous in doing things, and has a cold voice.

"I see!"

Han Chuan hurriedly took over the clothes, weapons, and waist cards of the regular government soldiers one by one: "Thank you, Chief Steward Baitu!" ”

"Han Chuan, the soldiers in Beiyuan are not as gentle as Nanyuan, they are all fierce and vicious, and they are not easy to mix, be careful yourself!"

The paralyzed Bai Tu steward left a hard word and left the courtyard.

"If it's not easy to mix, mix slowly!" Han Chuan smiled, he had been preparing for entering Beiyuan for a long time, but he couldn't help but enter.

After Han Chuan turned around and walked into the courtyard, he closed the door, put the clothes in his hand, and put the weapons and waist cards on the stone table in the courtyard.

Black brocade wolf robe, this is the service of the government soldiers, Wu Anjun's mansion is still rich, these brocade robes are made of fine Jiangdong silk, and a black wolf head is tattooed on the back, fierce and vicious.

The weapon is an iron betel gun, one zhang and two long, weighing forty-eight pounds, and the head of the gun is tied with a black tassel.

The waist card slaps and laughs, the iron quality is unknown, the hand is very heavy, and the word Wu'an is engraved on one side, and there is the word Han Chuan on the back.

"I've finally entered the North Garden!"

Han Chuan was a little excited, he had always wanted to enter Beiyuan, he didn't want to live in Nanyuan, in his opinion, when a man is alive, he would rather die in style than live in obscurity.

Shout!

He grabbed the Iron Spear and danced a spear in the void.

"Sink a little!"

Han Chuan touched the jade Buddha hanging around his neck, and said with some bitterness: "It's a pity, my dragon elephant has not broken through the first layer, if it breaks through the first layer, it will be at least eight hundred catties of strength, and it will not even be able to use dozens of catties of iron betel guns!" ”

With his small physique, it was somewhat difficult to dance the forty-eight-pound iron betel gun as a weapon.

Using a weapon is not the same as lifting a mortar.

Even if you can burst out with thousands of pounds of strength in your arms, it will be difficult to use a forty-eight-pound iron betel spear.

But for a whole ten years, he was planted on "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong".

Now it's on top of the first floor.

Ten years ago, Han Chuan was an ordinary young man on the earth, and after he graduated from college, he followed a few friends to travel to the Brada Palace in Tibet.

But he accidentally picked up a strange jade Buddha, and the result was ...... And he died.

Death is death, but it is not gone.

He woke up and became Han Chuan, a little orphan of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Han Chuan is a native of Guanzhong, when he was three years old, his mother died of illness, his father was a Qin soldier, when he was four years old, he also died on the battlefield, and when he was five years old, he was connected to the Wu'anjun Mansion by the steward of Wu'anjun's Mansion to support him.

Since he crossed over to the Great Qin Dynasty, he has always grown up in the Wu'an Mansion.

……

After dinner, Han Chuan sat cross-legged on the stone table in the courtyard, meditating against the moonlight in the night sky, and the dragon in his body was running.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Skill" is a martial arts secret book given to him by the thumb-sized jade Buddha in the chest.

There are thirteen floors in total.

It is rumored that he has practiced the thirteenth layer of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", and he can bear the power of a real dragon giant elephant, and he can split the ground with one kick and open the mountain with one punch.

said that it was not nonsense, and Han Chuan didn't know.

But he thinks that the origin of this secret book is very strange, and it must be a miracle.

So he practiced for ten years.

But for ten years, he has been spinning on the first layer of mental methods, I don't know if the cheats are too difficult to practice, or his qualifications are not good, now he is only more than 400 catties, he is already at the bottom in Nanyuan, and he is definitely garbage in Beiyuan.

Although there is a bit of strange overlap between the Great Qin Dynasty and the Great Qin that Han Chuan knows, this side of the world is definitely not any history that Han Chuan is familiar with.

In other words, history is written by people, and who knows what kind of history it was 2,000 years ago.

The Great Qin Dynasty respected martial arts, the heaven and earth were full of aura, there were many martial artists, and there were a lot of third-rate martial artists.

He is not even a third-rate martial artist now, and it is definitely not easy to mix when he enters Beiyuan.

……

Following.

Han Chuan had breakfast, and practiced the dragon elephant magic all night, although his strength did not improve, but he was refreshed and full of energy, he changed into a black brocade wolf robe, a strong suit, adding a heroic spirit to his appearance with red lips and white teeth, holding an iron betel gun in his hand, and went towards Beiyuan.

The North Garden campus is much colder than the South Garden.

The soldiers are the foundation of a mansion.

Today, although the Great Qin Dynasty has unified the world, but the time to govern the world is only five years, the descendants of the six countries do not die in the heart of recovering the country, secretly accumulating strength, and the forces in the rivers and lakes are dissatisfied with the rulers of the Great Qin Dynasty, which abounds.

Whether it is the people or the rivers and lakes, in fact, it is a chaotic situation, if a noble mansion does not have government soldiers to suppress it, it will not even speak loudly in the local and rivers and lakes.

Wu Anjun is the first powerful person in Great Qin, the fief is the junction of the Great Qin Dynasty and the Xiongnu royal court, under the mixture of fish and dragons, the order is very chaotic, if it were not for Wu Anjun, the first strong man of the Great Qin military, to personally suppress it, it would have been a mess.

"The thirteen of you, from today onwards, are members of the Wu'an Mansion soldiers!"

Bai Ju, the commander of the government soldiers, is like a giant, with a full beard and a strong aura on his body, tightly exuding a trace of fierce aura, which makes the thirteen newly joined government soldiers breathless.

"Choose your people!" Bai Ju reprimanded, and then said to his three subordinates.

"Yes!"

Behind him, there were three centurions who hurriedly stepped forward, looking at the thirteen Xinfu soldiers in front of him, as if a wolf was looking at a sheep.

"Fang Ye is mine!" Centurion Lin Hong said in a low voice.

"Zhao Yue, I want it!" Another centurion, Luo Gang, said coldly.

"Xu Erhu is good, cultivating my "Tiger Mountain" will get twice the result with half the effort!" The third centurion Gongsun Fang squinted slightly.

The government soldier is a profession with a high mortality rate, and there will be a mortality rate of at least four to five percent every month, so each one must be replenished with new soldiers, three centurions, you and I have a word, and after fighting for a long time, we finally fought for an allotted place.

"What about Han Chuan?"

After half a ring, everyone belonged, and the Grand Commander Bai Ju looked at the lonely and remaining young man in the school yard and asked.

"Commander, my task this month is very heavy, I have to lead my troops to exterminate the horse thief, I'm afraid that he will only send him to death if he goes to me, so let's give it to Centurion Luo!"

"Fuck off, just his little bit of force, who is not sent to death, don't give it to me!"

"I'm not going to be a nurse anyway, whoever sends it to Beiyuan will take it!"

The three centurions looked at Han Chuan with a look of contempt.

Han Chuan's ears were sharp, these words were heard clearly, since he practiced the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", his martial arts have not progressed, and his six senses have become much sharper, and he can't help but look: "Old guy, when this young master's martial arts are completed, one person will give you a punch!" ”

"Luo Gang, your team has the fewest people, only ninety-three, and he is in your queue!"

"Commander?"

"It's an order!" Bai Ju said coldly.

"Yes!"

Luo Gang was a little reluctant to comprehend Han Chuan, a pink-faced young man, in his barracks.