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

Hearing Zhuang Qingbei's doubts, Su Yu said without hesitation: "How can the debate in Wenyuan Pavilion count? At that time, it was drawing lots to determine the direction of the debate, not real thoughts!"

Zhuang Qingbei sneered and said: "Oh, so that's the case, it seems that brother Su's insincere words are also learned from Prime Minister Su?"

This guy is eccentric.

Su Yu said: "The re-establishment of the Secret Shadow Guard will naturally have its benefits. Now that the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty are governed and corruption is rife, it should be dealt with. How can it be effective if it is not heavy handed?"

At this moment, an old man with a gray beard said: "Corruption is common among officials in the Great Zhou Dynasty? Wasn't it caused by your father Su Changqing? According to the old man, we only need to change the prime minister, and then reorganize the official department and Yushitai. It will take three to five years, and the government will clear itself, so why re-establish the Secret Shadow Guard?"

The old man who spoke was Guo Bin, a person of great status in the literary world of the Great Zhou. He was also a high-ranking official in the court of the Great Zhou.

As soon as Guo Bin's words came out, Zhuang Qingbei's waist stiffened immediately, and he quickly echoed: "What Mr. Guo said is true. Who doesn't know that a few days ago, Prime Minister Su's house was confiscated and more than 200 million taels of silver were confiscated. What is the concept? If the head of a hundred officials is like this, how can you blame the corrupt officials at the bottom?"

Su Yu said angrily: "My father's money has its own source, and it did not come from corruption. Otherwise, how can we still be in a stable position?"

Guo Bin sneered and said: "What do you know, young man? You have your own source? If he didn't occupy the business route and hand it over to the court, wouldn't the treasury be full? He took advantage of his position and power to resell rare things from Nanyang, Selling it to the people at a high price is not squeezing the people?"

After Guo Bin finished speaking, Su Wen, who was adjusting his breath outside the Penglai Pavilion, opened his eyes.

"Where does an immortal come out, Zhao Jin, come in with me!"

"Yes!" Zhao Jin opened the carriage door.

Su Wen went downstairs slowly and walked to the door. At this moment, Xiao Er hurriedly stopped him, and said with a smile, "My lord, today is the Pengcheng Banquet, and our Penglai Pavilion is not open for business. Do you have an invitation card?"

Zhao Jin took a step forward, straightened his chest, and said fiercely: "Damn! Don't you see who my young master is? Su Wen! Do you know? The third young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, what's wrong with not having an invitation card? You won't be allowed in?"

Hearing about Su Wen's identity, Xiaoer immediately faltered, and Zhao Jin's fierce face made him dare not stop him, so he could only let Su Wen in, then turned around and hurried to find the shopkeeper. It doesn't look like a good stubble.

At this time in the house, Zhuang Qingbei said arrogantly: "If Mr. Guo doesn't say anything, I don't know yet. So this is the source of the Su family's wealth. How ridiculous is it for the dignified prime minister to do business in person and demean himself? However, I heard that Su Xiang still often accepts gifts and does nothing, right? For some money, I don’t even want face, Brother Su, if I were you, I would leave today on my own, why should I be humiliated here?"

Just as Su Yu was about to refute, he heard a voice.

"What a fart! What a fart! What a loud fart!"

Su Wen came in clapping his hands, looked around, and asked curiously: "Just now, when the boy passed by the door, he heard the sound of farts in the Penglai Pavilion resounding through the sky. I don't know who played it?"

Zhuang Qingbei didn't know Su Wen, but Su Wen's words were obviously scolding him and Guo Bin, and he said angrily, "Where did you come from, get out of here quickly."

"Zhao Jin, call me!"

Su Wen casually grabbed a handful of peanuts from the table for one person, and ordered.

Zhao Jin immediately stepped forward, grabbed Zhuang Qingbei, and slapped him across the face.

With a slap across the face, Zhuang Qingbei's face was red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

This is still the result of the mercy of Zhao Jin's subordinates.

However, this was just the beginning, Zhao Jin slapped more than a dozen slaps in the face, and Zhuang Qingbei was dizzy with only one slap.

At this time, someone recognized Su Wen: "This is Su Wen, the third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"That's right, I went to see him when he was fighting for wealth, and it was him."

"Damn! This is too arrogant. Hit me as soon as you come up."

At this time, Fei Chi, who hosted the banquet at Wenyuan Pavilion, stood up, and said with a serious face: "Su Wen, don't be presumptuous, this is a Pengcheng banquet! What are you doing so nonsense?"

Su Wen tilted his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "Hey? You know me, young master."

Su Wen's expression became serious, and he said: "All of you here, one counts as the other, listen to me, young master, I have no other rules here, just don't let me hear your cheap words, whoever says my father is not, I will beat you Who! If you have the ability, just sue me, whoever refuses to accept it, it doesn't matter, stand up, and I will fight together!"

After finishing speaking, Su Wen looked at Guo Bin and said with a sneer, "I'm not dead, but you, right? I heard you farting here from afar, Zhao Jin, give me a beat up on this old dog!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Su Yu, and said with a smile: "You, are you stupid in reading? Others call your father, whether he is right or wrong, beat him first!"

"Aren't you messing around!" Su Yu was also helpless.

Su Wen rolled his eyes, and said with a sneer: "Why, when others say about your father, you still have to argue with him about right and wrong? Some things have no result in the first place. Whether the Secret Shadow Guard will be established or not, how will it develop in the future? , who can 100% guarantee it? Debates come and go without any results, your father will be buried by others."

Listening to Su Wen talking about your father, Su Yu felt extremely awkward and said, "That's your father too!"

"Yeah, so I beat them!"

The brothers were talking here, and Zhao Jin had already thrown Zhuang Qingbei aside who was beaten into a pig's head, turned around and walked towards Guo Bin with a grinning grin.

Old Guo was stunned, he had been relying on his old man for many years, where had he ever met such an unreasonable person?

He could see clearly how Zhuang Qingbei was being beaten, but at such an advanced age, seeing Zhao stepping over, his legs trembled a little.

At this moment, Fei Bin stopped in front of Zhao Jin and shouted sharply: "Su Wen, this is not a place for you to mess around, I will definitely report to His Majesty."

Zhao Jincai didn't bother to care about what he said, so he stretched out his hand, and Fei Bin was thrown to the ground like a rubber ball, no matter how he was his opponent.

Su Wen laughed out loud.

Zhao Jin walked up to Guo Bin. At this moment, Guo Bin covered his chest, his eyes turned white, and immediately used the old man's magic trick - pretending to faint!

Zhao Jin was taken aback, then turned to look at Su Wen.

Su Wen stepped forward, stretched out his hand to pinch Guo Bin's nose, and exclaimed: "Damn, this old boy is out of breath. As you can see, he died by himself and has nothing to do with me!"

But in the process of speaking, he didn't let go at all.

Guo Bin's nose was pinched tightly. The old man was pretending to be dizzy, but he couldn't breathe well when his nose was pinched, and he felt like his chest was about to explode.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and opened his mouth to exhale.

"call!"

Su Wen exclaimed: "The corpse is fraudulent!"

After speaking, he punched Guo Bin in the chest.