The first typhoon of this year came, and after two days of selection, it came to an end. In the end, because the results were too close, the three people below the hard score line could only be eliminated.

But even so, there are still 72 people left and cannot be eliminated. But thinking about it, everyone here has carefully selected them. Those who can work as generals in a new army like the East China Sea are either born to be a soldier or the North China Sea exports are converted to domestic sales.

Anyway, they are all elites among the elites, of course they still have no way to compete with the North Navy, because these grandsons’ cultural courses are all messy.

In the past two days, there have been a group of Abian brothers from Song Beiyun's mansion, just to come to find out their achievements. They are thinking about making achievements. They are not feeling well if anyone is defeated by Song Beiyun, so now they either add one more fleet or wait for the opportunity to see if there is a next round.

To be honest, Song Beiyun is not willing to use the last-place elimination system because it is actually unfair in nature. After all, he has already drawn the required level line very high, and basically he is almost up to the selection standards of future soldiers, but he can still pass, which means that they are usually very hard-working players. And it is really not appropriate to use the last-place elimination system.

"You turtle lambs."

With these people, Song Beiyun's level of criticizing people has risen rapidly. Because he doesn't have to worry about his identity, he can scold him hard, very ill-qualified.

"Look at your papers! Wang Xiong, get over here!"

The man who could compete with the big black bull stood up timidly, and Song Beiyun threw the paper in his face: "After you were in danger at sea, you actually had to find a way to marinate your companion's body with salt and eat it. Are you a human being?"

Wang Xiong lowered his head and held the paper, and said with great grievance: "This is... this is the agreement between brothers. If he dies at sea, whoever dies first will give it to other brothers as food rations. There must be one of them back, Grandmaster."

Song Beiyun was stunned and looked back at the group of people: "Is that true?"

The others were silent, which was basically equivalent to acquiescence. This answer actually shocked Song Beiyun's heart, which was also... too heroic. But when I thought about it, I could only sigh and sigh that there would never be a shortage of generous and tragic people in the Central Plains.

Bypassing this topic, Song Beiyun continued to slap the table: "Let you read more and write more often. Look at you... You were all the seedlings of the Northern Navy at the time, but now they have pulled you so much?"

The people at the bottom lowered their heads and began to remain silent again. After all, they knew better than anyone else. It would be okay to let them fight, but if they were allowed to write, they would rather die.

"This time I go to sea, I will equip you with a teacher from the Academy of Sciences. There will be one or two on each boat. You will stay on the sea for several months. I hope to take this opportunity to learn more about my culture! Damn, if the shoulder poles fall down, I don't know if they are one, and pigs are more literate than you."

If this was said by a scholar, the man would probably not have survived tonight, but after all, it was Song Beiyun, and he would scold him. Naturally, they would not dare to disobey, and they were even a little happy. After all, the commander who had not seen him for many years was still the commander who was close to them.

"By the way, the three below the score line this time, get up."

At this time, the three generals stood up dejectedly. This kind of thing is really embarrassing. If they were selected by ranking, there was nothing to say, but they still failed the selection by using the score line. That was really bad. Even they themselves felt very embarrassing.

"Give you a chance to explain and explain." Song Beiyun sat there and picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Explanation and explanation why even the passing line cannot be reached."

The three of them looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't say anything for a while. In the end, the oldest one in the middle of the three said, "Master, if you fail, you will be unqualified. You will follow the commander's wishes when you deal with it. We have no complaints."

"You have no choice but to complain. Be honest and become a student in the first session. Then people from the North Navy will come to be instructors for you."

They are not worried about punishment, but when they hear that they are from the North Navy, they are not happy. After all, the North Navy is the son of the East Navy, so how can they teach me the son?

Not only the three of them, but even the other generals were resentful, and the scene was once a mess.

"Whatever you make, what's up!" Song Beiyun slapped the table hard: "Yes, what you are right. If you are talking about military achievements and qualifications, the Beihai Army is indeed not as good as yours. They have experienced it, but the times have changed. People have begun to study new tactics and tactics, but you are still holding the tactics of decades ago and chewing on them. How can this continue? I warn you sons, if you really get angry, I will throw you to Guokui Mountain to fight the Blue Army alone."

When they heard that they were fighting against the Blue Army alone, they were not very comfortable. The reputation of the Blue Army had long been spread all over the world, and the East China Sea Army had set up chess deductions, but they lost 100 times in one hundred deductions and had no chance of victory at all.

Every time the exercise in Guokuishan is conducted, it will inform all the military towns and troops in the Song and Liao dynasties through military newspapers. So far, the Blue Army has never been defeated, and it has been so heartbroken that it has been a crying cry for mother.

It is almost forcing people to develop new tactics, use more insidious marching formations, and have to add more advanced weapons and equipment.

"Finally, I'll give you a warning, don't make any trouble for me. If the navy instructor complains to me, you'll be done."

These guys from the East China Sea are not good things. Although Song Beiyun is very well-behaved, Li Yundong is still obedient in front of the brigade commander, but once he turns his back, he really doesn't know what will happen, so this vaccination must be given.

After he comforted the bastards, Xiao Song sighed, ate some food and went to the next location without stopping.

Today is also the day when the Chamber of Commerce arrives. To build a city that is fully functional and can develop healthily, it is inevitable that the traces of merchants will inevitably be indispensable. The capital brought by merchants does not actually have any special attributes. No matter whether it is a disaster or a beast, if controlled properly, it will become a lubricant for urban development. Song Beiyun is deeply aware of this.

Therefore, the negotiations of the Chamber of Commerce were also arranged in full swing during this period.

By the time she got home, it was already midnight, but Biluo had not yet slept, and was chatting with a woman in front of the hall. Song Beiyun didn't have to look at her face to know that this was the famous factory girl Zhao Cheng.

"Princess Changping has arrived, and it's a long time to welcome him."

Song Beiyun chuckled and greeted him, while Zhao Cheng turned to look at him: "Why did you come back so late?"

This light and soft words scared Song Beiyun. This is clearly what his wife should say to her late-returned husband. No matter how hard she looks, she doesn't look like she can say it from Zhao Cheng's mouth. And when did Zhao Cheng speak to herself in this tone over the years?

Something is wrong, it’s very wrong, there is a fraud!

The small alarm in Song Beiyun's heart whimpered. He took a step to the side and said dryly: "You guys talk, I'll go wash up."

"Wait for a moment." Zhao Cheng called out Song Beiyun and took out a pair of cloth shoes from his canvas bag: "I brought you a pair of shoes. I always see you wearing those stuffy boots. How uncomfortable it is in this hot weather."

After saying that, she got up and walked to Song Beiyun and squatted down: "Come on, raise your foot."

"No, no, no..." Song Beiyun hurriedly ran back: "I had a stomachache, so I hurried to the toilet. I took my shoes and I took my heart."

But his ankle had been held by Zhao Cheng, and she looked at Song Beiyun with the look of rolling upwards. The angle was like... it was very seductive anyway.

"Zhao Cheng, I'll warn you." Song Beiyun quickly thrust his legs: "I don't care what you want to do, but your trick doesn't work for me! Whoever you like to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to

After saying that, he ran away as if he was running away, but Zhao Cheng stood up indifferently, looked at Biluo and smiled slightly: "He is really a child."

Biluo was also scared. She used to be very bitch, but now she deeply realized that she was not a thing at all. The demon nun in front of her was the leader in the bitch world. She smiled and showed the rolling bitch spirit in every move.

"Good sister, I'll come to find you again in a few days. You'll be a little lonely here alone." Zhao Cheng walked up to help Biluo lift his hair: "If you feel lonely, come and find your sister."

Looking at Zhao Cheng's back as he left and looking at her holding willows in the wind, Biluo couldn't help but shivered, turned his head and walked inside, shouting: "Honey...Honey..."

"Yes, I'm just saying it's scary." Song Beiyun was soaking in the bathtub, and behind him was telling him the horror of Zhao Cheng: "She is simply a master of the mysterious fist. You can't figure out what she will do next. There is no regularity in the alternation of joy and anger. If you think she has become better, she will immediately turn into a poisonous snake and she will die of life. But if you think she is a poisonous snake, she is obedient and gentle and sweet. Such a woman is deadly."

"My husband, what should she do when she is like this?"

"Stop talking about you, Jin Ling'er has no tricks. You should know that monsters like Jin Ling'er have been suppressed by Zhao Cheng since childhood." Song Beiyun sighed: "I have no better way except to stay awake and stay away from her. After all, it was Prince Fu's instructions."

"The prince is really... this daughter will give you the instructions."

Song Beiyun sighed and said, "The prince has no choice. He is also worried that something will happen to Zhao Cheng. He has been under house arrest, forced, and become a monk. You can't let her die."

Biluo snorted: "I want to stay away from her. By the way, my husband will tell you good news."

"What's wrong?"

"Today, Sister Qiaoyun wrote to her, saying that her parents had news and she would leave here soon."

"Qiaoyun is coming?" Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Okay, I miss Sister Qiaoyun quite a bit. In other words, her parents are in Haizhou now?"
Chapter completed!