Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

With that level of business knowledge, with a sister who specializes in law, no matter how much she calculates, she can't get an accurate result. It's not that the Ting Wei is not strong enough, but the topic is beyond the outline.

Please imagine when you are confidently going to the college entrance examination to write a comprehensive essay paper, but the whole question is full of Jiaguwen.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't recognize every word, and she didn't know every word, let alone the self-proclaimed wisdom of Miss Tingwei, it is estimated that her wife might not be able to understand even after her resurrection.

I can't learn...

There is nothing wrong with Old Master Xun's lessons learned in the past.

The corners of Miss Tingwei's eyes twitched, trying to guess the general meaning of the words.

"can't read."

Sister Yu, who majored in law, spread her hands and looked at Yan Ce beside her rather depressedly.

"I still have a fluke feeling." Yan Ce said seriously, "You really don't understand, I'm thinking too much."

CNM!

Hear that, CNM!

Knowing that Lieutenant Ben Ting couldn't understand it, you still let me read it. I'm really sorry for disappointing Your Highness Ce's expectations!

If it weren't for you, a young man with a dark history, who was appointed by the king...if it wasn't for the crown prince girl protecting him...you would have been thrown into the basement and played until you died!

How did the little guy who said hurtful words in a serious way survive to this age without being beaten to death.

Miss Tingwei's chest heaved slightly with anger, and she waved away the nonsense thoughts of wanting to destroy the young man. She was probably also overwhelmed by Yan Ce's stimulation during this period.

...My old lady, I'm so angry.

Just when Yan Ce was about to explain how to control the merchants to deduce a standard small-scale bankruptcy of capital civilization similar to that of ancient Babylon, Fusu quietly looked at the servants who were going to and from the side, and sometimes turned his eyes to the two people who started a heated discussion.

She is not a stupid girl, but she doesn't like to spend time on books of little interest. Han Fei, who has been with teachers and students for many years, can prove that the gap between himself and his mother is understood when he is sensible, and that is almost forever. The insurmountable moat, the closer you get, the more you will feel lost.

If it is compared to administrative ability, since Yingzheng eradicated internal troubles, since he came to the throne, he has monopolized military and political sovereignty, leaving only the voice of the king's ruling in the entire political arena. When necessary, the king can directly implement dictatorship, but in most cases she does not need to do so. From this point of view, tying ten Fusu hand in hand is no match for mother.

If it is compared to the ability of military commanders, perhaps the ability to win the government is not as good as any well-known generals in Qin... But his domineering personality charm no longer needs any commander, as long as he leads an army to level the lack of momentum in Helan Mountain, it is enough. In contrast, Fusu's body Congenitally weak, acquired, unable to wield Yingzheng's Tai'a sword...

For some reason, she always felt that if she continued like this, her life would be lost.

After calming down, the premonition became stronger and stronger.

Looking back, Miss Ting Wei, whose breasts are very attractive to the fallen, was sitting under the tree with a dignified expression, unknowingly getting closer and closer to Yan Ce, in order to have a deeper academic exchange, a purely academic exchange.

As for Yan Ce, there is no concept of taboo between men and women. He and Ting Wei looked at each other deeply while explaining. After a long time, both of them sweated a lot at the same time, and they both looked red-faced.

At this moment.

Yan Ce finally explained the rupture of capital after the collision of commerce and small peasant civilization.

Ting Wei, who half understands, is still in the reset period of thinking.

It's too tiring to explain professionally.

Small-scale capital bankruptcy evolution similar to the ancient Babylonian civilization... A series of preliminary plans are basically still in the stage of perfection, which means that he has tried his best to check whether there is any inappropriateness against the laws of Qin one by one.

Once the death penalty is really involved, even if sister Zheng will not choose to behead him personally, at least she will have to take a layer of skin, and come to private confinement without welfare at twelve o'clock a day. Forced to lick her body under his eyes, that would be too... bad.

Wiping the sweat off his cheeks, he lowered his head, and his eyes just fell on the pair of superbly shaped breasts. Based on what he has seen and encountered in the past 17 years, they are all a group of cute female girlfriends wearing Canon backs, pure and natural. In terms of female physiology, this plump model is really a scarce resource.

There are seven-foot big breasts in the little yellow book, which is a real insult to human physiology. Obviously, very few people can maintain such a thin waist and such a big chest. Unless they keep exercising day after day, excessive fitness may become King Kong Barbie...

According to the physiological gravity of Mr. Niu and Mr. Jia, it is difficult to ensure that the breasts are so big. After all, it will bring huge pressure to the shoulders, so the chests of the king and Tingwei are just in perfect balance.

In contrast, Fusu is more in line with the developmental laws of ordinary girls in the new century.

Yan Ce took advantage of the short time when Ting Wei digested the knowledge, and various thoughts flashed like flashes of light and flint. He turned his head with a warm smile and wanted to ask Fu Su if he was thirsty, and then——

He saw Fusu's "mild" smile.

The clouds scattered and gathered in the sky, blocking the scorching sun just right, the last sliver of light between the swaying summer leaves was replaced by shadows, and the temperature dropped by four or five degrees.

The girl tilted her head, her smile was as soft and innocent as ever.

Fusu lowered his head, his eyes fell on the chest that was neither spectacular nor had the potential to be spectacular.

There was a hint of stiffness in the smile.

……

……

"It's basically a waste of questions."

Yan Ce walked alone through the path under the shade of the trees, and walked through the corridor of the inner courtyard.

Ting Wei planned to take it back to ponder and give an answer the next time we meet, but Fusu glanced at the boy with almost ice-cold eyes and ran back to the dorm angrily.

He is not mentally handicapped, he can know that the inadvertent look made Fusu unhappy.

The last time the anger didn't subside, this time it directly became angry...

It's a pity that as a natural single Wang Jiang, he is not very good at defending himself with words. He can't say shameless words like "Look at my clear and innocent eyes" to girls.

Passing Jiange.

The door was ajar, and in the open space in the middle was Ying Zheng holding a long sword in a close-fitting Hu suit.