Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"..." She leaned against the window sill, squinting her eyes and said contemptuously, "Are you the kind of insect who can't live until the next spring, so prepare to reproduce in advance? If there is nothing wrong, please get out, Your Highness, Young Master Ce, I won't be like you With such an elegant spirit, I don't have time to play that kind of game with you."

After a long silence, Yan Ce glanced at the woman.

"This is a harness, a tool to assist horse riding. Your heart is so dirty, what do you think it is?"

"..."

"Don't throw it away! My lord, I didn't mean to tease you, not at all."

"It's okay, I don't care."

You're lying to me with that super-concerned expression on your face.

Now his face is so dark that he can't even see his expression!

Yan Ce hastily stopped the woman who was trying to burn his hard work. She dodged sideways and put her clogs on the boy's knees to prevent Yan Ce from plotting to jump on her.

"Speak directly, how to use it?"

"The other end of the rein is tied to the horse's mouth. You have seen the saddle and horseshoe in my room."

As a tacit understanding between enemies, she could understand why the boy attached great importance to the harness, but this was not the reason to knock on her door late at night, she took her foot off Yan Ce's knee, and gave the boy a hard look.

She recited the school in a business-like tone: "There are not many horses in the school, and nobles rarely want to go to the battlefield. There are only a few horses available for students to train on horseback. If you want to apply for use, you need one or two instructors. accompany."

"No need to experiment, my friend has already tried it for me, and it is absolutely perfect."

"your friend?"

"You sound like you actually have friends... Why can't I have friends! It's Uncle Mo and his daughter Mo Yan, the result of her and Uncle Mo."

The thought of talking nonsense and bringing Yan Ce into a drunken man with a smell of alcohol made Miss Shi's complexion even darker. What she hated the most was the strong alcohol smell, followed by Yan Ce.

"Tsk..." She obviously didn't have any affection for Yan Ce's friends, so she asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Yan Ce said earnestly: "You can inform the king directly, or you have a means to contact Wang Ting. I want to write a letter of advice, hoping to spread it before the war with Chu, and reduce casualties. It should be more than enough as a result of graduation from a university. , at least it can guarantee that the coming year will not be so hard."

She paused.

Bowing her head, thinking for a moment, Miss Ling Shi calmly said: "... Tomorrow I will go back to the royal court to settle some small matters, and I will explain it to the king, but there is no guarantee that the king will accept it."

Yan Ce breathed a sigh of relief immediately, he was very worried that this woman hated him to the bone, if both sides were hurt, he really wanted to cry and couldn't find a grave.

"Young Master Ce, if you start to slack off while I'm away, I don't need to remind you of the consequences." Miss Ling Shi casually threw the reins to Yan Ce, her eyes full of threats.

"No problem." Yan Ce promised, and then sincerely said that no money is required, "Thank you very much, it is definitely a great thing to be able to partner with you. In the future, my child will recognize you as a foster mother, OK?"

"roll!"

Miss Lingshi turned cold and threw Yan Ce out of the room.

Chapter 230 Go Assassinate Young Master Ce

The next morning, Xianyang Palace.

In the quiet time and space, the remnants of light that the stars flickered in the middle of the night have not yet dissipated.

Shang Ji had already gotten up to wash up when she was still in a daze, and the Xianyang Palace seemed to have returned to its original appearance without some people. The solemn and quiet atmosphere reverberated over the palace, which was so depressing and suffocating.

Looking up, wild geese fly south, far away from the cold and distant autumn scenery.

It can be seen from a distance, the waves and water shadows, even if there are all kinds of autumn coolness, the hot water will not stop, just like the candlelight of Xianyang Palace, there are thousands of candles to continue, as if there is no moment to go out forever.

She sighed: "No one bribed me today..."

Shang Ji looked through the almanac, put a piece of incense on the incense burner on the table as usual, opened the door of the cupboard, took out Yan Ce's tablet and worshiped three times, praying that today would be a day when she would not see Mrs. The tablet of good luck was secretly collected again, waking up all the "good girlfriends".

"Wake up!!!"

The maids who showed their big white legs on the bed rubbed their sleepy eyes and wailed, "Master Shang Ji, you have been overworked for a month, let's rest for a while! I thought I would be able to rest for a while after leaving the skin. Oh my god, a guy who broke bones and drank blood came... What a pain!"

"That's right, Lord Shang Ji, sleep a little longer, just for a while, Shang Ji, go patrolling first."

"Master Shang Ji, take off your clothes and sleep together."

Shang Ji is about to kneel down to this group of bosses. She can't command any of these subordinates. She may be the management class with the least backstage background in Qin Ting. The subordinates under her command are older than each other. Meng Xi Bai is the eldest daughter of the three powerful aristocratic families of the Qin court for hundreds of years, a relative of the Sangong Jiuqing family, and the legacy of the hidden family...

It is completely dozens of subordinates directing Shang Ji, who is the management team, and Shang Ji has to work like a donkey. The difference from a donkey is that the feed for a donkey will be more expensive, while Shang Ji is a free animal.

Damn, this poor life can't go on.

At first, I thought that I would imagine that entering the royal court and being promoted to be the deputy of the order would change the fate of the poor. In fact, it has indeed changed. It used to be purely poor, but now I can carve a big one on my forehead. Tragic word.

Although she is not valued by Miss Lingshi, and is occasionally called a useless subordinate who is nothing but cowardly, even a little girl like her is still branded as Miss Lingshi's confidant, and she will be temporarily appointed from time to time. Meng Yunji, who ordered the matter, beat and killed chickens to make an example to monkeys.

What the hell is Meng Yunji beating all day long!

It's fine if Shang Ji is really Miss Ling Shi's cronies being beaten, but the point is, Ling Shi treats Shang Ji as a handyman at all, to put it bluntly, she is a little servant who wipes the floor, moves books and cleans the room!

Begging his subordinates to get up, and then these young ladies showed a doting smile of "I really can't do anything about you", patted Shang Ji's dog's head, and reluctantly got up early to freshen up.

"Good job."

"Thank you everyone." Shang Ji bowed her head obediently, she was so moved that she was about to cry.

After all the maids and sisters had assembled at the gates leading to the inner and outer courts, an hour had passed, and Shang Ji felt only desolation in her heart.

At this moment, the house was leaking, windy and rainy, Meng Yunji, who was newly appointed as the third fire, smiled and patted Shang Ji on the shoulder. She took great pains to eliminate the remaining influence of Miss Lingshi.