My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield-Chapter 63: Encirclement

Chapter 63: Encirclement

The members of the Martial Inspectorate fell to the ground like flies. By the side, Su Wen mocked with a smile, "See? In front of absolute strength, all schemes and plots are futile!"

This group had the same thought at the same time. 'You think you are qualified to say that? This is not your strength either!'

At this time, Fatty Ruan walked in, his face still full of smiles.

"Hey, Brother Su, are you playing with your underlings?"

Su Wen raised his eyebrows. Why did these words sound so strange when coming out of his mouth?

"Old Ruan, we're just idling around and doing some games to entertain ourselves."

With that said, Su Wen looked at the men on the ground and smiled. "Prepare the money for me. If anyone dares to renege on their debt, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Ruan Ze also said loudly, "That's right. Since you've lost, you have to hand over the money obediently. Otherwise, not to mention Brother Su, even I won't tolerate it!"

He also knew about Su Wen's bet with the rest of the deacons.

With him speaking up, the group could only resign themselves to fate.

At this moment, Zhao Jin returned to Su Wen's side and looked at Ruan Ze warily.

From the moment this fellow entered the room, he exuded a fawning aura. This made Zhao Jin, who was also Su Wenzhong's subordinate, very displeased.

Ruan Ze looked at Su Wen and smiled. "Brother Su, since you're here, I have something to tell you. The higher-ups want us to send people to monitor Honorable Xie day and night. It's that zither player. You should also send some people over."

Su Wen was stunned and asked curiously, "Why are we monitoring her?"

Ruan Ze shook his head. "I don't know. I only received an order from above. Let's just carry it out."

Su Wen turned around to look at his subordinates before turning to Ruan Ze. "What happens if we're discovered?"

He didn't know what the cultivation level of Xie Dajia was, but after he got awakened from the sound of the zither playing that day, Su Wen had become wary of this person. To be able to entrance him with the sound of the zither, logically speaking, herhis cultivation level shouldn't be too low. The cultivation level of this group of brothers below him was even lower than his, so they would probably be easily discovered if they tried to keep tabs on her.

Ruan Ze laughed. "So what if she finds out? What can she do?"

As he spoke, Fatty Yuan explained, "There are as many martial experts as there are stars in the sky in this world. Our Martial Inspectorate's ordinary deacons are nothing in front of them, but there's no need to be secretive about this surveillance. Even if they know we're spying on them, it doesn't matter.

It's not that we are trying to capture any evidence of their crimes, but we still have to try our best not to let them cause trouble. Therefore, it's not a big problem if they discover our surveillance or not. Sometimes, it's even better if they discover."

Su Wen had a rough idea of what was going on. To put it bluntly, they just needed to tell others that they were keeping an eye, and that they had to behave themselves.

After arranging some people and chatting with Fatty Ruan, Su Wen brought Zhao Jin away from the Supervisory Department.

The carriage moved slowly. This capital city was the most prosperous place. Although it was already the dead of winter, there were still many hawkers and peddlers on the streets. There were also many passers-by on the streets, creating a flourishing scene.

"Stop the car!"

Su Wen got Zhao Jin to stop at a fried vermicelli stall. The boss was a beautiful lady with big eyes and plain clothes. Her face and hands were red from the cold. When she saw Su Wen alighting from the car, she got a little nervous.

After all, Su Wen was clearly not an ordinary person. Su Wen smiled at her and said, "Two servings of fried vermicelli!"

After saying that, he beckoned Zhao Jin to sit at a table. Looking at the beautiful boss busily preparing his order, he sighed, "Back then, I envied others for being able to stir-fry vermicelli. In fact, my dream was to be able to open up a store of mine which served stir-frys. Unfortunately, while things remain the same, the people themselves have changed over time."

Zhao Jin was dumbfounded.

He could only ask, "Young Master, you wanted to open a fried vermicelli shop? What's the point?"

Su Wen glanced at him and smiled. "You don't know the joy of stir-fryed vermicelli!"

Zhao Jin looked at the busy back of the beautiful boss and said in a low voice, "It's true that I don't know the joy of stir-frying vermicelli, but I know why Young Master is eating at this stall!"

Su Wen asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because she's round!"

Staring at the wretched-looking Zhao Jin, Su Wen said with grief and indignation, "Am I such a person in your eyes?"

"But it does look pretty round and full."

Su Wen and Zhao Jin stared intently at the beautiful boss as she busied herself. Suddenly, a delicate voice sounded from behind them. "Su Wen?"

Turning around and realized that it was Wu Muyu, the girl who was sitting opposite him at the banquet hosted by the Crown Prince.

She was followed by a maid and a servant, with the latter carrying many things.

"Haha, Miss Muyu, what a coincidence. Why are you here?" Su Wen greeted her with a smile.

Wu Muyu sat down and said with a smile, "The fried vermicelli here is delicious. I have to eat it every time I come out. Boss, three bowls of fried vermicelli!"

The last sentence was directed at the boss. Compared to her behavior at the banquet, the Wu Muyu now was more lively.

After saying that, Wu Muyu looked at her servants and instructed, "You two can sit at the empty table over there."

Zhao Jin tactfully said, "I'll go over as well!" After speaking, he stood up and sat down with her servants as well.

Only Wu Muyu and Su Wen were left on the table.

Only then did Wu Muyu look at Su Wen and ask curiously, "I heard you guys talking about something round just now. What's round?"

Su Wen smiled. "We are discussing the essence of the world. For example, the land under our feet is actually round!"

Wu Muyu didn't believe him at all. She smiled, "You're lying. How can the ground be round?"

Su Wen said, "If you have the time one day and continuously walk towards a direction, one day, you will return to where you came from. At that time, this will prove that the land is round."

Disappointment flashed across Wu Muyu's eyes. "I've never even been out of the capital. How could I have the chance to do what you said?"

At this moment, the stir-fried vermicelli was served. Su Wen took a bite and gave the beautiful boss a thumbs up as he smiled, "The taste is delicious!"

This were his sincere words.

The fried vermicelli here was really delicious.

Su Wen then turned to Wu Muyu, saying with a smile, "Maybe one day, there will come a chance."

Looking at Su Wen who was busy gobbling down his noodles, Wu Muyu smiled lightly.

She recalled the conversation between Wu Lie and Wu Kunhu that day.

It was the same day she returned home from the banquet.

Wu Lie went to look for Wu Kunhu once more, and an intense argument erupted between the two.

"Father, I don't care. I want to marry Yan Luoying. If you don't help me, I won't marry anyone for the rest of my life! I'll leave the Wu family without any descendents!"

Wu Lie's threat was something Wu Kunhu was unwilling to accept. He wasn't sure if his son was telling the truth or not, but Wu Lie had always been stubborn. Wu Kunhu didn't dare to take the risk.

In the end, Wu Kunhu agreed to help Wu Lie with his demand.

"Do you like Yan Luoying?" Wu Muyu suddenly asked.

Su Wen was stunned for a moment before he raised his head and swallowed the vermicelli still in his mouth. He honestly replied, "I don't really like her, but I can't say that I hate her either. However, if we are to get married, I still can't accept it. After all, you know that even though she is pretty, she has killed 400,000 people. This makes me feel uneasy."