Zheng Xuan remembered and told Li Zi: "Your record is very beautiful, and the "Sun" described you as a beheading angel who reduced the casualties of our army, which caused quite a stir in the capital, and the response to the public opinion survey was excellent. You don't need to go to the front line, the class teacher will follow me back to the Temple of War to report on his work—there should be a place for you in the House of Representatives. As long as you maintain your current approval rating, you will even surpass your mother in the future. ”

Li Zi bowed her head and said, "Thank you for taking care of it." It's just that I robbed the low-level officer of the credit, and I felt a little ......"

Zheng Xuan interrupted Li Zi: "You saved him, it was a coincidence to take credit." ”

Li Zi clenched the hilt of the knife and stared at the pastoral song fighting in the distance: "I must rob him of his future, and it is a coincidence to save him." I'm well aware. Our operations are not open to the public. ”

"There is no use of 'robbing' in the grammar of the Free Federation. The correct way to spell it is 'redistributed'. Zheng Xuan kindly enlightened the girl: "Your mother promoted me, and I am willing to do whatever is necessary for her, because only in this way can her holiness be maintained." Li Zi, life is like washing dishes, hands are dirty, for the more important cleaning. So mental cleanliness should be done in moderation, otherwise you won't be able to gain a foothold in the House of Representatives. ”

"Thank you for your teaching. I know the truth. Li Zi said.

"Connect the meeting. I'll be there right away. Zheng Xuan tilted his head to listen to the phone and turned to deal with official business. Li Zi stood on the bridge of the ship, looking through the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the grassroots officers who roared and fought for their ideals in the dust.

"Pastoral. Li Zi was distracted, and her thin eyebrows frowned unconsciously, "I want to work harder than you, this is the fairness I can." ”

In the distance, the boy fought fiercely in the dust, and struggled humbly, unaware that the goddess of his dreams had regarded him as a competitor.

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"Bang!", Wu Yu's arm guard was cut out of a crack by the Flowing Fire Knife. Wu Yu's light and dust were exhausted, and he couldn't condense the fist sword, so under the condition of saving his life, he actually used an expensive arm guard to block Muge's flowing fire knife. Fortunately, the madrigal also fought so hard that the lamp ran out, and there was only a thin layer of light dust left on the flowing fire knife, which was not enough to chop the arm guard, so Wu Yu did not become disabled.

Pastoral Ge was panting, sweat fell down, and with a strong grip on the knife in both arms, Wu Yu was pressed to his knees weak, and he knelt down on one knee with a "bang". Pastoral threw the knife and held it again, the back of the knife was facing down, like a head stick, shouting "Kneel!", "Bang" smashed in the same position of the arm guard, and really pressed the exhausted Wu Yu to the ground with his knees, and his expression was extremely ugly!

Li Zi thought it would end in a draw, but when she was distracted, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Muge completely suppressing Wu Yu, as if she was slaughtering. Li Zi was taken aback, his eyes widened, he reached out to touch the porthole, and covered his lips and thought: "How is it possible? Wu Yu is a descendant of the gate valve like me, and he has martial arts skills, how can he be beaten by the cold men of the same year? She thought about it, but she couldn't get the point, and remembered in her heart that she would go to the file of the pastoral song to solve her doubts when she had time.

In the dueling arena, Guangwu was already hoarse in cheers, and Miss Zheng and the secretaries only hated that the high heels were not high enough, so they supported each other and tiptoed to see the appearance of the madrigal. Those who were still cheering for Wu Yu were stunned and dumbfounded, and they couldn't scold Muge even if they wanted to—Muge was already extremely benevolent to subdue his opponent with the back of a knife.

"Don't fight!" Wu Yu suddenly laughed, raised his smiling face, opened his arms as if welcoming a guest, and Ren Muge's knife back smashed into his neck.

Pastoral almost killed and injured the robe, but fortunately, he was skilled in swordsmanship, he stopped his hand, took a step back to pull a flower, returned the knife to the sheath, looked at Wu Yu and said, "What's the matter?

Wu Yu naughtily pointed at the pastoral song and shouted: "You still say! If you hadn't been violated by you, I would have defeated you a long time ago." You deliberately stuck to me, and forbade me to use a spear of light. ”

"It's a flame gun. Your three-legged cat is far from the light spear. "Guangwu will never allow the madrigal to lose in words, so he joins the war of words.

Miss Zheng in the distance lowered her head and sneered, pulling the other secretaries away, but those girls pushed and shoved, and they had to stop and watch.

Wu Yu stretched out his hand and shouted: "You two bully more and bully, can't I surrender? Tie, we will count it as a draw!" Then he walked over affectionately, grabbed Muge's hand, turned his head and laughed at the elders, and the Fuhrer who was shaking hands in a posture similar to a handshake cooperated with the reporter to take pictures: "Brother Muge has hollowed out my body, I can't cope with the girl." Then the beauty of adults, give the female captives to the brothers of the Freedom Flag! We are principled people, and brothers cannot fight for women. Another day, we will put up a wine and treat under the banner of democracy to eliminate misunderstandings. ”

The leaders of the Democracy Banner are all old fritters, and they all cooperate with Wu Yu to cheer, "Okay!" "The brothers of the Freedom Banner will take the beautiful captives away! If you don't accept it, you can't accept it!" "Pastoral, if you refuse, you won't recognize Wu Vice-Banner's brotherhood!"

Guangwu didn't expect Wu Yu to be so decisive and straightforward, surrendering, begging for mercy freely and neatly, cutting land and paying compensation in one go, without any delay, which is breathtaking. Guangwu was suddenly stunned, secretly thinking that the heroes among the people were really different.

Madrigal was a little embarrassed. He drew his sword and fought hard, purely to live up to the grace of the god of war Zheng Xuan, who gave the sword, and he didn't want to offend people. Now that Wu Yu was so enthusiastic, he had no choice but to say dryly: "Brother Wu, you are polite." Why break the bank. If you don't fight, you don't know each other, and you'll still be brothers in the future. ”

Wu Yu solemnly held Muge's hand with both hands, and whispered in a low and heavy voice: "Brother Mu, don't be polite to me, I really treat you as a brother, I admire you the most in the samurai army, so I told you this." No matter how polite you are, I can see it, and you will chill my heart. ”

Pastoral couldn't resist it, so he had to whisper: "Okay, I'm not polite." If nothing else, let's drink together in the future. His hand was still held warmly by Wu Yu, as if he had been proposed.

Wu Yu continued to whisper: "You can also see it, I used to be Xia Xing's broad, I was used to indulgence, the quilt was messy, the room was never cleaned up, the housekeeping assessment was always the worst, and the combat power list was also ranked tenth, I really wasn't an officer's material, I just wanted to live a happy life, so I fought with you for a woman." Brother I have this shortcoming, I admit it. But I admire you, you are first-class, we work together, you will have a bright future. Okay?"

Between these words, the misunderstanding was really clarified: Wu Yu was probably saying that he would not compete with the pastoral.

"Okay, okay, okay. We all have a bright future ahead of us. "Pastoral songs are really not good at blowing each other, and they can't instantly win people's trust like Wu Yu. He felt like his mouth was a little clumsy.

"Then I will command the female captives to be sent to your room. Don't worry about the Convention, I will help you make a register, classify this female prisoner as a refugee, and help you make the household registration documents, and submit them for approval as a private maid to ensure that they pass the trial. Wu Yu crackled and said a lot, which opened the eyes of the madrigal. He finally knew why Wu Yu dared to look for tools for his subordinates to vent his desires, it turned out that he knew everything about the procedures. He suddenly felt that it was better for someone like Wu Yu to be a friend. It's terrible to be an enemy.

"Good. Madrigal just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible, and I didn't know if this was the first "good" word he said.

"When the time comes, I'll send a chief to bring you the maid's papers. Wu Yu's speaking skills are very good, and he mentioned "Shi Chang" diligently. Then he waved goodbye to the madrigal.

Guangwu was extremely excited: "Pastoral, you really give us a long face for the Freedom Flag! Look at Wu Yu, what's wrong with the gilded group? What about the disciples of the gate valve? It's the same as a grandson in front of you." ”

"I can pretend to be a grandson on my face, and I can be an uncle one day. pretending to be an uncle every day, it is inevitable to be a grandson in this life. "Pastoral Song told Guangwu," How many times have you said it, Wu Yu is very good at being a man, you learn a little. ”

When Guangwu thinks about it, it does make sense. Wu Yu showed his defeat at that time and decisively admitted defeat, not only did he have a good face, but he also looked bold and righteous, and he seemed broad-minded, which made the onlookers want to come to him to ask for a bargain. It is easy for such a person to quickly gather a group of supporters.

The most important thing is that Wu Yu's grades are still poor, and he fails every time in housekeeping, and he talks to others every day about how to eat, drink and have fun, and listens to a circle of people who are relishing, and perfectly blends into the atmosphere of his subordinates. And at the critical moment, Wu Yu is also very good at stealing the show, using chicken feathers as arrows, commanding pastoral songs several times, I don't know if it is a fake order, in short, he has the demeanor of a general - looking at it this way, "what image should be taken out on what occasion", Wu Yu is very clear.

Wu Yu knows very well what it takes to be a bureaucrat. And others are still fumbling. The pastoral song called Guangwu to learn a little, and the voiceover affirmed Wu Yu's emotional intelligence.