Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Rotten Confucianism."

Gradually, Miss Tingwei became inexplicably uneasy, staring at the man's back and cursing angrily.

His fist slammed heavily on the stone railing.

"Choose your wife!!!"

To put it bluntly, it's not because Mr. Fusu is not from your side, it's more of a desperate decision than a choice. This news just reached Wang's ears, and it spread to both factions and parties in Xianyang within a moment.

As a reformer, she has been generously given the "Earth Explosive Star" level of infinite doom this year by Master Fusu, young Yan Ce, and unlucky classmate Han Fei.

She now has to look through the almanac every day when she goes out to see if there are any things written on it today, such as "avoiding Yan Ce, going to the grave, sweeping the grave and many other things." Up to now, the family still has the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Li family and Yan Ce, and she goes to bed every day Burn a stick of incense and pray that everything goes well.

Take all precautions, the grandson will still have an accident.

Don’t make trouble, climb to the top of power step by step smoothly, a road as stable as an old dog, but you can’t just wipe off the ass of the past, the black history of this ass is so dirty that even a strong man with special sexual fetishes I can't bear to poke.

Young Master Ce, why don't you just call it the Mobile Misfortune Star? How many unexplainable things are there? Can you find them together? Don't have a small shock every half a month, and a big shock every other month. It's worse than a girl's period. on time.

Han Fei was dubbed a conspirator and thrown into a small dark room, causing the reformist comrades to be exposed to the face-level "anti-star treasure"; Yan Ce is still continuously contributing black history, which is simply continuing to fight against his own side Output: Fusu presents himself so weak that he struggles to walk, limp, and doesn't need to hand over any handles to the prime minister. His own existence is a negative teaching material.

With these three destined reformers behind her, she wanted to die.

Under the boundless sky, it was suffocatingly hot. In the city of Xianyang, intertwined lies and truths merged into a mist, and the top figures of generals, princes and princes were included in it lightly.

"..."

She couldn't help but laugh.

Miss Tingwei waited for all the courtiers to exit Xianyang Palace, then turned into the corridor and walked towards the Qin Palace.

Yes, she needs Wang to restrain Yan Ce.

In other words, to restrict the instigator, no matter whether the king will change the crown prince or not, she has to find son Ce. As for why she went to Qin Palace, Miss Tingwei couldn't think of where else Yan Ce could go besides the king of Qin.

Wait, the figure of teasing a girl under the ancient tree is quite familiar.

The young girl sat under the tree and gestured something on the letter, but the crown prince girl blushed so much that she was bleeding, and her bare knees under her skirt rubbed slightly.

If you wait a little longer, you might be tricked into bed by the teenager.

Miss Tingwei was silent for a while, then stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, good afternoon."

Yan Ce raised his eyes calmly and nodded, "Lord Tingwei, good afternoon."

Fu Su tugged at the corner of Yan Ce's clothes, tensing his body.

"Your Highness Ce, you know—"

"If you complain, talk about it later."

Yan Ce grabbed Miss Ting Wei's hand, pulled her over, spread out the plan that she had prepared earlier, and asked earnestly: "Lord Ting Wei, please take a look first, is this commercial war plan feasible to implement successfully? "

Miss Tingwei was forcibly pulled to his side, her slender legs had to be bent down, she reluctantly obeyed Young Master Ce's impolite behavior, and looked directly at Yan Ce with complaints.

However, the young man unconsciously pressed his elbow on her soft and proud side breasts, as if he hadn't noticed anything special about the soft flesh/feel, but in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be brazenly teasing the elder sister, or In front of his fiancee.

Double the excitement, or double the happiness, are all the little nobles this corrupt now?

For a moment, she seemed to feel Fusu's very calm gaze, without any emotion reflected on her face.

It was as if a nerve expressing emotion had suddenly snapped.

In intuitive comparison, Fusu's chest is a double-layer leek box, and the curve is not bad, but it is not out of the difficulty of breastfeeding. As for Miss Tingwei, she has a pair of relatively low-profile chest-chests, which fill the court clothes to the full.

next moment.

Fusu rolled up a gentle smile, as if saying "Please don't mind, I'm very calm".

"..."

His Highness Fusu's expression was terrifying.

Miss Ting Wei didn't want to get involved in the chaotic relationship between the king, the crown prince, and Yan Ce. Even if she didn't read the almanac before going out today, she knew that it definitely said "Don't travel, avoid Yan Ce".

She calmly withdrew her hand from Yan Ce and kept a safe distance from the boy. At this moment, all kinds of scolding words echoed in Tingwei's mind.

What does it have to do with me? I'm too lazy to flirt with an underage child.

Speaking of which, what is this letter talking about...

With her hands on the letter, she leaned down to get closer to the almost ugly bad characters.

"This is……"

Chapter 140

The irritated eyes became serious in seconds.

As for the resentment that was unintentionally teased just now, it was gone.

can't read.

"Business war? The exchange rate... There is also a trade gap, raising the value of the Yan State's currency... It is a loss to the Yan State Mansion, making the people rich and the country poor..."

The more I read, the more Miss Tingwei frowned, and there were too many technical terms to understand.

No one can expect that a Jiuqing who is in charge of prisons can understand the whole article on economic warfare. Even serious businessmen can't understand the long theory, but businessmen do follow the rules of profit-seeking to complete the future generations The direction of capital in the summary report is the same in ancient and modern times.