King of Light

Headquarters

The Zichuan family's highest command system is divided into two levels and four institutions: the first level includes: the chief's office: the chief is the top leader of the family, and the elders' meeting: composed of elected representatives from each province and region;

The second level includes: the Command Office (presided over by the President, followed by the six commanders of the family, responsible for the execution of specific administrative affairs) and the Office of Supervision (the General Inspector General also has the title of commander, but his status is higher than the other six commanders, and Lower than the President; - not under the jurisdiction of the General Office, he is independently responsible for the implementation and supervision of administration, and is directly responsible to the Commander-in-Chief).

Nominally speaking, the members of the Headquarters are appointed by the President (approved by the Council of Elders) and are accountable to the President and the Council of Elders. Therefore, the President is nothing more than a senior cadre under the Commander-in-Chief. However, in fact, due to the current Commander-in-Chief Shi Chuan), (Xing Xing's inaction and the president Yang Minghua's ambition), the power of the family gradually fell to the leader. Just like Zi Chuanxiu and other senior officers returning from other places, the first place they go to is definitely the command office rather than the commander-in-chief's office.

The guard on duty told him politely but coldly: Mr. Yang Minghua, the president's leader, is very busy with affairs. If a new deputy commander wants to see him, he must make an appointment at least a few days in advance.

"I understand," Zi Chuanxiu said, "Can I make an appointment now?"

The guard looked at the registration form: "The President's schedule has been scheduled for next Monday - can you come at three o'clock that afternoon? The President can spare five minutes for you."

"Okay!" Zichuan Xiu smiled: Anyway, my affairs are not urgent, so this will give me a few more days of vacation.

At this time, a middle-aged senior officer walked through the hall and suddenly stopped when he saw Zi Chuanxiu.

"Hey, isn't this Axiu? Come back?"

Zichuanxiu turned around and saluted respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Fang! It's been a long time!"

Fang Jin is the commander of the Black Flag Army. He was Zi Chuanxiu's tactics teacher when he was young. Later, the two fought side by side in the counterattack against Liu Feng's invasion, and their friendship was very good. Zichuan Xiu was also very happy to see his friends under such a hostile command.

"What's good about me! My proud disciple didn't even come to see me when he came back. What do you think is so good about me?"

Zichuanxiu felt warm in her heart: Fang Jin knew that the president, Yang Minghua, was very jealous of him, but he took the initiative to say hello to him. In this period when Yang Minghua was in power and feared by everyone, it was really rare to compare the warmth and coldness of people in the world.

"Xiaguan just arrived in the imperial capital yesterday. I wanted to report to the commander's office today and then go pay a visit to the Lord. I didn't expect such a coincidence."

"Okay, okay, stop being so wordy!" Fang Jin put his arm around his shoulders: "How about it? You haven't decided where to live yet. How about living at my house? Anyway, the two dead girls at home have reached puberty. The weather is getting hot, and I want a boy. Why don't I send you a big gift!" He looked at Zichuan Xiu's tall and straight figure and praised him: "Young man, he is so handsome! Are you interested in being my son-in-law? Then Two girls, you can pick whatever you want..."

"Sir," Zi Chuanxiu interrupted him hurriedly, "the official has temporarily stayed at Miss Ning's house."

"Oh!" Fang Jin smiled: "No wonder, compared with Miss Ning, those two stinky girls are no longer competitive - yes, yes, the young man has a good vision!"

Zi Chuanxiu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Today is a meeting day at the command office. What are you doing here, Axiu?"

"Oh, I was just transferred back yesterday and I have to report now, but I was told that I need to make an appointment to see the President..."

"Like this..." Fang Jin grabbed Zichuan Xiu: "I'll just take you in!"

Zi Chuanxiu hesitated: "But the meeting of the command office, as a lower official..."

"What are you afraid of? I'm here!" Fang Jin pushed and pulled Zi Chuanxiu into the conference room.

The meeting hadn't started yet, and there were only a few people sitting around the long, wide table.

"Come on, let me introduce you!" Fang Jin pushed Zichuan Xiu forward: "This is the border guard commander Minghui! My old partner!"

Minghui's appearance and temperament are completely different from Fang Jin's. He is elegant, tidy and polite, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looks like an erudite scholar. He shook hands with Zichuanxiu politely: "In the Battle of Hengchuan, 30,000 people defeated 80,000 demons. Deputy Commander Xiuchuan is amazing!"

"My lord has a great reputation, and I admire him very much." What Zichuanxiu said was not entirely polite: Minghui looked like a weak scholar, but in the recent crusade against the Liufeng clan, his The troops rushed at the forefront of the entire army (and he took the lead at the forefront of the troops) and was the first to attack the important border town of Liufeng, Blue Ridge - but when the terrible Liufengshuang appeared, the fastest ones were also He was so fast - it is said that Liu Fengshuang once commented on Minghui's troops: "When I first saw them, I could cut them with the saber; after the saber was drawn out, I felt that only the spear could reach them; turn around and get them When you pick up the spear, they have already run far away, and they have to use bows and arrows to shoot; by the time you set up the arrow, they have already run away and have to use cannon!" - Almost all the border guard generals have experienced Liu Feng Shuang recently. He was the only one who didn't lose the battle, so he was promoted to commander of the border defense force a month ago.

"This is Commander Lei Xun, the commander of the Central Army, and the "number one master" of the family!" When Fang Jin said the words "number one master", his tone was unspeakably sarcastic.

Zichuanxiu knew that Lei Xun was Yang Minghua's best friend. With his "Wind and Thunder Divine Skill", he had won the first place in the All-Zichuan Army Athletic Conference for five consecutive years, so he was called the "No. 1 Master" - he was also famous for something Before every final, his opponent would be inexplicably confused - either he had diarrhea, or he was hit by a car, or his wife and children were suddenly kidn*pped, or even in a dark alley, he was knocked unconscious with a wooden stick from behind - As a result, they all abstained.

He shook hands with Zichuanxiu with a smile on his face and said: "Young man is very capable! He became the deputy commander at such a young age." He secretly used the "Wind and Thunder Kung Fu", deliberately making Zichuanxiu scream and beg for mercy and make a fool of himself - otherwise , and lost one of his hands.

Fang Jin on the side felt something was wrong and was about to stop him - Zichuan Xiu said succinctly: "It's all thanks to your cultivation!" He pulled his hand back easily, as if nothing happened.

"This is Commander Luo Minghai, chief of staff of the base camp." Luo Minghai looked very cold, with a dark face, as if everyone in the world owed him two hundred yuan and refused to pay back. He is also Yang Minghua's confidant.

Zi Chuan Xiu originally wanted to shake hands with him, but the other party had no intention of extending his hand. He hesitated again and simply introduced himself: "Zi Chuan Xiu, see you, sir."

Luo Minghai still looked cold, and it took him a long time to hum out his nose: "Yes!" without any other expression.

"Don't ignore him, he looks like a piece of wood and he treats everyone like this." Fang Jin said without hesitation that Luo Minghai was right next to him.

Strangely, Luo Minghai didn't get angry either, but just said another voice from deep in his nose: "Humph!"

The next person introduced was Pi Gu, the commander of the Imperial Guard, an old man in his eighties who had long lost his mind due to old age. When Zi Chuanxiu said hello to him, he had to repeat it three times before he understood: "Oh, oh,... Your name is Zi Chuanxiu, right? Oh, you are so young...I am Pigu."

Those present tried their best not to laugh: his accent was slurred and he pronounced the word "pigu" like "butt"!

Zi Chuanxiu made a malicious guess: "Yang Minghua arranged for such a loser to be the commander of the imperial guard. Isn't it because he wants to facilitate future rebellions?"

"There is someone like you here who came from the Far East, Commander Yingxing. You should know him, right?"

This was the first time Zi Chuanxiu met her brother Yingxing, and she was immediately attracted by his appearance and temperament:

He is a very handsome man. He must have been a handsome man when he was young. His soft hair is scattered unrulily in front of his forehead, which is already a little yellow. His two lightly curved eyebrows look extremely gentle. It was obvious that he was a patient; his face was as pale as paper. It was the sweltering heat of August, and he was actually wrapped in a thick winter military cotton coat. Only his head was exposed, and he was still shaking a little, as if he were suffering from the disease. The fighting has exhausted the last bit of his life potential - but his eyes are still as bright as stars, full of deep wisdom and fatigue, as if he has understood everything in the world. When he looks at Zichuanxiu, he is Such deep warmth and concern - what kind of eyes are those - Zi Chuanxiu was stunned: It turns out that a man's eyes can be so...indescribably beautiful.

This is the first time Zi Chuanxiu has seen such a charming person.

A feeling of respect suddenly arose: it was this dying patient who was the mainstay of the entire Far East, resisting the surging attacks of the demons;

It is this patient who has always been in charge of the family's uprightness, checking and balancing the arrogant and domineering Yang Minghua, and has not dared to make any move for six years;

Without the protection and shelter of this patient, Zichuanxiu would have been harmed by Yang Minghua as early as her childhood.

Zi Chuanxiu felt a sore feeling in her heart: Ge Yingxing looked so lonely and fragile...

The two people's eyes met, and a smile appeared on the corner of Ge Yingxing's mouth: "Luo Bo told me about you," His voice was as low and magnetic as a human being: "Do your best here and don't embarrass our Far Eastern Army. ,do you know?"

He used the tone of a superior instructing his subordinates, but Zi Chuanxiu sounded very natural: Many unsaid words have been conveyed through those magical eyes: We are our own people, be more careful!

Zi Chuanxiu was moved for no reason - as if a lost child had seen his father - and he bowed deeply: "Yes, sir!"

The two understood each other.

"Hey, I mean brother Yingxing," Fang Jin patted his shoulder carelessly: "How did you end up like this - come back with a blue face and white lips?"

Brother Yingxing smiled lightly: "I've been traveling a lot these days and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Fang Jin: "I'm telling you! Those who know, praise you for working hard in the military and getting sick from overwork; those who don't know, are just wondering: Don't they all say that women in the Far East are dark and thin, how come our brother Commander Ying Xing doesn’t dislike it at all, so he comes back so arrogant and arrogant?”

He said with great concern: "Brother, please control yourself? - Even if your body can bear it, walking on the street like this and talking about you as the leader of the Zichuan family - it will damage the family's reputation!"

Everyone present burst into laughter - only Luo Minghai pulled the corner of his mouth to be considered laughing - brother Yingxing laughed and cursed: "This gangster!"

The door opened silently, and the guard officer called at the door: "The president is here, sir!"

All the people stood up and waited.