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Chapter 408 The Birth of the Northern Policy House

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Liu Fei was determined and swearing to the sky. [bsp;    Wang Ce said honestly: "Okay, you are very sincere, so I will sell you the Martial God scroll."

Liu Fei took a stack of golden gold tickets and said with a stern look: "I'll bring the money!"

"Wait a minute." Wang Ce's eyes moved, he nodded honestly, hurriedly ran away for a while, and then ran back soon and got a scroll: "Take the money in one hand and deliver the goods in the other."

Wang Ce seemed to think that Dalu had a bad character and emphasized: "Will you not return or exchange goods when you go out."

Liu Fei nodded impatiently and exchanged gold tickets and scrolls with Wang Ce. Everyone was surprised and inexplicably, wasn’t they a life-and-death enemy? Why did they suddenly think of an old friend who hadn’t seen for eight hundred years?

"Swish!" A sneering monosyllable suddenly burst out from Wang Ce's nose on the quiet mountainside.

Liu Feizhong opened the scroll coldly and looked at it. His face quickly fell down and he shook his sternly: "Wang Ce, what do you mean? I have the sincerity to trade with you, but you used such a blank scroll to fool me Liu!"

With a swing, the scroll flew and revealed the plain white content. His face was extremely cold and his murderous intent was cold: "Can you think I, Liu, is so easy to bully!"

With a chuckle, Wang Ce regretted that if the environment was not right and there were no conditions, he really wanted to draw a legendary masterpiece "The Chicken Eat Rice Picture" on the blank scroll.

A gentle smile spread, a faint sarcasm spread. Wang Ce gently twitched the golden vote in his palm: "I don't know if Liu is easy to bully. However, although I, Wang Ce, is a soft-hearted person, I can't deceive me by just a cat or a dog."

"You actually trade this kind of golden ticket with a secret note. It turns out that people are shameless and invincible in the world."

Wang Ce shook the gold tickets in a joke, making a rustling sound: "I thought you would use the gold tickets of the Dalu Royal Family's money house to trade. It seems that I underestimate you. You are not pigs, you are a little better than pigs!"

Everyone was uproared. The secret notes on gold and silver notes were added. It was a special service offered by the money shop to major customers. The secret notes of each were different. This kind of gold notes cannot be used, like a check that can never be cashed.

Liu Feizhong's face turned pale, and Wang Ce smiled and said, "I want to dig a hole for me, so be smart next time. Don't try to measure me with the state of being stupid."

Wang Meng and others frowned and angry. Liu Feizhong quickly calmed down, looked at Wang Ce and sneered: "Then there is no need to say more, the victory or defeat will be decided on the battlefield!"

Liu Feizhong turned around and left resolutely. Wang Ce took out a white handkerchief like a magic trick, and excitedly gave it away: "Go slowly, come again next time!" Liu Feizhong looked back and almost vomited blood.

Seeing that the man who had seen Dalu left, Wang Ce's smile continued to decline: "It's time for us to go back."

Liu Wuxia rushed over from the side, hugged Wang Ce's arm, and blinked her big eyes: "What's the pit? They're lying to you?"

Wang Ce smiled casually, nodded to everyone, and took Liu Wuxia back to the city of sin, and said while going back: "They want to buy out the Martial God Scroll. If they sell it to them, the Eight Dragons and the Evil King will come and get nothing, what should I do?"

Wang Ce shrugged: "I can't guess it. Anyway, it will definitely not be a good thing, and it will definitely fall on me." Liu Wuxia suddenly realized, and he hesitated to scold those people for being bad and vicious.

Wang Ce smiled and faced the sun, his eyes shining!

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Wang Ce was determined to be the boss, but the sacrificial state was his foundation and his troops were his.

No matter how good the remnants of Beiliu have, it is impossible to take charge of the state immediately after a while. Even if they can do it, they will not dare to dominate the whole family. In terms of reason, Wang Ce really can't get rid of this burden.

Regardless of the remnants of Beiliu and the people of Tiance Mansion, there are so many bumps in the process of running-in and integrating. It doesn’t matter for the time being. It is the most important and the most important one is the Hedong Army fifty miles away.

And the four local forces that are obviously unhappy and unwilling to accept.

Liu Wuxia is supported by Wang Ce, and it is a foregone conclusion that he will take charge of the state in the future, and Dai Lin and others will not object. As of now, Liu Wuxia is still young. Not to mention the people of Tiance Mansion, even the remnants of Beiliu hope that Wang Ce will temporarily preside over the situation and overcome this difficulty.

The Hedong Army camped fifty miles away and searched back and forth every day, but there was no other action for the time being. Wang Ce estimated that the other party was waiting for the various heroes such as Babi Long and others for the Martial God Scroll, so naturally, they were also waiting for others.

Wang Ce simply reviewed the troops under his command one by one, and remembered the various aspects of the Sin State from all aspects of the information.

"What a hot summer. This year is probably the hottest summer in recent years."

Wang Ce was lying on the chair, basking in the sun with a relaxed and lazy feeling, and suddenly missed the beach and the beauty of bikini. When the troops were approaching the city, his leisurely and contented appearance also injected a sense of confidence into the whole country of Suzhou.

After taking a sip of herbal tea with a pleasant sip, Wang Ce said comfortably: "Add some ice cubes." Thirteen Niang glanced at him charmingly, cut the ice cubes made by martial arts masters, and then threw them into the herbal tea.

"Come on?" Wang Ce raised his cup and signaled to Dai Lin and others. Seeing that they didn't want it, he shook his head: "How can you not know how to enjoy it."

After taking the file again and giving it to the little girl next to him, Wang Ce thought about it and said, "The name of Tiance Mansion cannot be used here, change it. It's called..."

"Bei Ce Mansion!" The little girl smiled and rushed ahead. Wang Ce didn't care, as long as he was not despised by Emperor Taizong of Tang: "Then Bei Ce Mansion."

Dai Lin and others quickly wrote it down, and Wang Ce pondered: "There are several departments under Beice Prefecture, and you can do it!" He was very happy to get rid of his burden: "I don't understand this aspect of government affairs. You are experts, so you can decide together."

“In addition, the Ministry of Government and Operations Department are established.”

Dai Lin and Fu Zhaoyuan and others exchanged glances with each other, tacitly speaking, the so-called Ministry of Government and Operations Department are obviously a condensed version of the Cabinet and the Military Academy.

Although the Tiance Mansion has been in charge for two or three years, due to the human and material resources and the absence of Wang Ce, it actually seems very crude in the establishment of an organization. There is no way, and Wang Ce needs to make a decision in person.

Wang Ce’s decision today is to give Tiance Prefecture. No, it is the establishment of a clear and clear organization in Beice Prefecture and a clear future blueprint.

"I will serve as the other party in person." Wang Ce said casually, his name was a little tacky, and he could not have thought of a better one. However, it made many people suddenly feel the same.

The so-called internal camp is obviously the large internal camp of Beice Prefecture. Although for the time being, there will definitely not be many deified masters, at least this is a good start and it also represents Wang Ce's attitude.

Of course, there are not many masters of deification in Beice Prefecture. Wang Ce seems to know a lot and have made friends with several. The little Wu Emperor, half-emperor soul, and even Ji Qianfai. If you count the Sword God Mountain, then there will be a lot.

Of course, people like Half-Emperor Soul will definitely not join any country. However, with the relationship between Wang Ce, it is not unimaginable to contribute to the Beice Prefecture in times of crisis.

After thinking about it, Wang Ce thought about whether he wanted to go to Jianshen Mountain? Maybe he could fool a few masters from Jianshen Mountain. If it fails, there will be no loss. If it fails, the benefits will be great.

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The National Security Bureau, the CIA, the KGB, and these names were too avant-garde in the feudal era. Wang Tao thought about it for a moment, but he really couldn't think of any good names, so he simply said: "There is a Jinyiwei!"

"The Jinyiwei is temporarily appointed by Yu Jiao, assisted by Shisanniang, and is dedicated to the supervision, arrest and anti-espionage in Beice Prefecture."

Dai Lin and Tai Xu and others were each sober. It seemed that the Jinyiwei was the future spy group of Beice Prefecture. Tai Xu gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Sir, if the Jinyiwei is the only one in the future, I am afraid that this is not appropriate, so it is better to set up it up separately."

Sure enough, talent. Wang Ce nodded in praise and said that it was necessary to split the spy group. At that time, Bei Tang had no idea how long it had been to worry about the Beiya that had covered the sky, but later forcibly split the Beiya, which greatly damaged its vitality.

Many things are done early and late. Do it from the root and do it too early.

Wang Ce smiled: "Don't be anxious, the Jinyiwei is specialized in internal affairs. As for external affairs, there is no rush for the time being." It's okay to be internal affairs, but it won't be able to achieve results in three to five years. This is probably due to the time being.

Dai Lin, Tai Xu and others nodded, and Wang Ce continued to say some requirements for Beice Prefecture. He really didn't have much innovation in government affairs. It was not that there was no, but that it was impossible.

It’s not that it’s good to transplant things from the earth, just like it. There are warriors here, which determines the innate difference. After thousands of years of development, the political system of Jiuzhou is very perfect.

There are warriors and royal families, as well as cabinets and military academies, and there are more or less certain restrictions on imperial power everywhere. Although there are oppositions between civil and military officials, it is quite balanced.

The evolution of Jiuzhou for thousands of years has gradually become a society that maintains balance in all aspects and has certain restrictions.

Wang Ce believed that the political systems of the major powers in Jiuzhou were already at the peak of feudal society. He was not a political person, so he naturally did not dare and would not change the already stable and outstanding political system.

Wang Ce told some explanations, and soon, the only thing left to explain was only one thing, and the most important thing.

Is Wang Ce the head of Bei Ce's residence temporarily continuing, or handing it over to Liu Wuxia?

The Wang Ce School, led by Dai Lin and Du Zhongzhi, and the Northern School, led by Tai Xu and Fu Zhaoyuan, each have their own interests in this regard. Dai Lin and the others definitely hope that Wang Ce will continue to lead the Northern School for a period of time, and there is no need to mention the Northern School.

Wang Ce and the little girl looked at each other. Wang Ce was so happy that he patted the little girl's forehead leisurely and pamperedly: "Little Loli, from today on, you will be the governor of Beice Prefecture!"

"Don't let everyone down."

Liu Wuxia was silent for a while, her bright eyes fixed on Brother Ace's face, and she was not pretentious. She nodded to Wang Ce seriously, as if she was the most attentive guarantee.

With Wang Ce's future in martial arts, it is absolutely impossible to be a bullshit emperor. Everyone understands this principle. If Wang Ce does not become an emperor, then everything he does in Jiuzhou will naturally be prepared for her Liu Wuxia.

With Dai Lin and other two or three years of preparation and talent absorption, as well as various officials removed from Beiliu, they were filled and merged into Beice Prefecture, and the prototype of a small court was born from then on.

Until today, the construction of Beice Prefecture has been completed and was announced.
Chapter completed!
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