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It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil. Energy saving rain in early spring is a good omen.

Among the seasons, the rain in this season is the most charming. The spring rain in March will give people a sense of surprise. Of course, no one will hate it in April. The peach blossoms play in spring, and the willow trees stretch out green silk ribbons. The raindrops flying during the Qingming Festival make everyone's heart a strange feeling. It is this kind of interweaving emotion with the scenery that more and more exaggerates the beauty of the whole world.

This is true in the capital and so is here.

After Su Mu said goodbye to Mei Zheng, he was about to leave quietly. Zhao Wuji followed him and saw him off. In the entire training base, if you want to say who Su Mu is most familiar with, it is Zhao Wuji. It was Zhao Wuji who followed him back then, which allowed him to escape several crises. It can be said that Zhao Wuji is the leader who can master cultivation and exert his true abilities. In his heart, he has never regarded Zhao Wuji as an ordinary friend, but has always treated him as his elder brother.

A touch of emotion appeared on Zhao Wuji's face.

"Su Mu, there is no need for us to say polite words, but I really want to thank you this time. If it weren't for you, hunting wouldn't have had such credit. Although saying that I don't need credit does not mean that no other people don't need it either. You know? People from hunting and our entire training base will have a day old, and they won't even wait for that day, and they may have to retire. A soldier who has brilliant credit will definitely live much better than usual. Therefore, I

The reason I thank you now is not only what I mean, but also what we all meant by hunting. Su Mu. Thank you for everything you did for hunting." Zhao Wuji is a person who doesn't like to express his emotions. But now his words are obviously a little excited. After all, not every soldier has the opportunity to promote. Most of the people here, after contributing their most precious and brilliant youth, will eventually leave this place that carries blood, sweat, honor, and is engraved with laughter and tears.

The iron-clad soldiers are invincible. This is an unchangeable fact.

"Brother Zhao, you said this is really too disgusting. There is really no need for us to say these polite words. After all, I am a member of the hunting, so it is only right for me to do something for everyone. And this time I initially wanted to leave my first skill for the hunting, but I almost did something bad. After you go back, remember to explain to your brothers. I really had no other thoughts at that time, just to hunt for us for a long face." Su Mu patted Zhao Wuji on the shoulder and said, facing the raindrops falling in the air.

"I know. They all know that everyone feels your feelings. But are you going back now?" Zhao Wuji stopped talking about this topic and asked instead.

"Yes, I've been out for so long, so I can't go back." Su Mu nodded.

"Well, go back, your piece of gold will shine no matter where it is thrown." Zhao Wuji said with sincerity.

Among so many people in politics, there may be people who are comparable to Su Mu. But in Zhao Wuji's heart, he really didn't take the rest of the people seriously. He only knew Su Mu, and he only recognized Su Mu. Of course, he would always stand firmly on Su Mu's side. Zhao Wuji knew that his strength was a little weak now, but his eyes were not long-term. If it was not possible now, it would not mean that it would not work in the future. He had a goal in his heart, and this goal was to have the opportunity to become Su Mu's arm help in the future.

Only when people like Su Mu hold power in politics can they bring future and hope to the people and prosperity and prosperity to the nation.

Su Mu had just walked out of the training base. Zhu Huaidi, who had been waiting outside, drove forward. When he got into the car, a recitation of an ancient poem was being played on the car radio, and the content was of course related to Qingming. Most people believe that as long as Qingming is speaking, except for the most famous shepherd boy who pointed to Xinghua Village, other ancient poems seem to be rare, but in fact they are not.

For example, this song is the Cold Food Festival on the way made by Song Zhiwen of the Tang Dynasty.

I immediately encountered cold food, and it was late spring on the way. I looked at the river and couldn't see people from Luoqiao.

The North Pole is the wise ruler, and the South Mile is the exiled minister. The heartbreaking place of the hometown is broken, and the willow branches are fresh day and night.

Su Mu actually likes this type of ancient poem. His beautiful mood is not pleasing to Su Mu. Sometimes he wonders if he is old, otherwise how could he become so easy to sigh and feel. It seems that only the elderly would like this kind of ancient poem with dark emotions. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head with a ridicule.

The officialdom is indeed a magical place, and it can turn young people like him into this.

Zhu Huaidi saw Su Mu shook his head and closed his eyes, and wanted to turn off the radio. Su Mu waved his hand and said, "It's okay, keep it on, just find a music radio station to put it on. Then take a walk around casually, um, go to the Eight Banners Club."

"Okay." Zhu Huaidi led the order.

"They all came back successfully and made arrangements, right?" Su Mu asked with a smile.

"Yes, they have all come back. Mr. Su, there is something I don't know whether to say or not." Zhu Huaidi hesitated.

"I said Lao Zhu, this really doesn't look like your personality. Do you need to be so polite between you and me? I have told you a long time ago that there is no need to call me Su Shao or Su Shao. You know, I don't care about these things. But you have to shout like this. Now you are so angry, right? Don't call me that again in the future." A woman's singing came from Su Mu's ears. It sounds pretty good at first glance, and if you listen carefully, you will find that this woman has a story.

Without a story, how can you sing such a charming and tragic song of vicissitudes?

"Mr. Su, is this a two-digit matter? Okay, since you said that, I will say it. Actually, I mentioned to you before, whether our Qianlong Security Guard can change the route. In addition to the mercenary business we are currently in charge, I want to form a top-level team similar to Fuji Burial God on the basis of mercenaries. I have a clear plan here, and I am temporarily preparing to set up three teams so that they can compete with each other. But I was a little hesitant and did not dare to make up my mind." When Zhu Huaidi said these words, his face was really hesitant, not that he wanted to take credit in front of Su Mu.

Zhu Huaidi was born as an assassin. It is difficult to think of forming an elite team like Fuji Burial God. If you want to put other burdens on him, it will be a bit embarrassing to him. It is true that people use their benefits, but they must also pay attention to the way of using people and use them according to them.

"What are you hesitating about?" Su Mu asked.

"I don't know if this will mean to stand up in Qianlong Security Guards, and will it trigger unnecessary thoughts from others." Zhu Huaidi said.

It turns out that I'm worried about this.

Zhu Huaidi's concerns are not unreasonable in Su Mu's opinion. If you say that you will develop Ganlong Security Guard like now, there will be no problems. Everyone is always united and can face any problems together. But if you form a so-called elite team internally, what will you make the rest of the people think? They will all wonder if they are not good, so they will be eliminated. In addition to this idea, what needs to be more concerned about is what they will think of these three teams developed? Will there be an extra barrier between them due to competition?

These are real issues and must be taken into account.

"You have a good idea. As for the operational issues, don't think too much. If I have time, I will pay attention to this matter. Lao Zhu, what I can tell you is that you actually think too much. In our Tian Dynasty education system, there are many precedents like this. For example, in the fast and slow classes that were divided into high school, can you say that after they are divided into two classes, they will not like to study? Do they have no friendship between them? Su Mu definitely won't do it." Su Mu closed his eyes slightly. A cigarette was lit between his fingers and smiled in the smoke.

Zhu Huaidi's eyes lit up. This is reasonable.

"If you don't say that when you encounter this, you can get the result of enlightenment. If you really let me think about it yourself, you will be stubborn. Mr. Su is still you are better." Zhu Huaidi flattered with conscience.

Su Mu smiled faintly, and the flattery made it comfortable.

Although Su Mu said he wanted to leave the capital and return to Wuyue Province, he didn't mean he had to go back today. He had already arrived in the capital and went back tomorrow. He also wanted to go find Huangfu Qingfeng. He hadn't seen him for a while, so he missed him very much. As for the rest, Su Mu was not prepared to visit, and even Xuanyuan Daru was not on the list of his wanted to visit.

This is not the New Year and the Festival. Is it necessary to make etiquette so thoughtful?

Besides, it is Qingming Festival. People like Xuanyuan Daru will definitely go back to their family. Even if they go to Tongyou Academy, it will probably be in vain.

Huangfu Qingfeng, what are you doing now?

I just went there like this, is it considered a surprise to you?

At dusk, the Eight Banners Club.

Because of the light rain in the sky and the gloomy weather, the sky has already darkened. As a well-known hotel in the capital, the Eight Banners Club never had to worry about the visitor. Only you can't find a seat, and you won't say that no one is here to eat. Just like now, it's already full of people and bustling. Even if the hall is full of people, everyone at every table is smiling, eating and chatting in a harmonious atmosphere, enjoying a comfortable dinner time.

In a private room.

People who can book a private room at the Eight Banners Club are either rich or noble, so there is no doubt that this is a rich or noble person. Because even if ordinary people come here to eat, they are still in the hall, and any private room has a minimum consumption. The minimum consumption of an ordinary private room is 3,000. Who can eat 3,000 in one meal? 3,000. If this is placed in a third-tier city, if it is a little frugal, it will be almost one or two months of food for a family.

There are quite a few people eating in the private room at this moment, and there are about ten people who add up to men and women. The number is not the key, but the key is that the appearance of women here is far beyond the general level and is definitely a pleasing type.

As for men, they are ordinary, with three or four middle-aged people, and the guy who is erecting a general's belly, talking loudly, his eyes wandering in the sensitive parts of women, makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.
Chapter completed!