Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

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The setting sun sinks into the other end of the mountain, the indigo night covers the surrounding fields, the shadow of the pale moon rises to the sky, sprinkles the clear silver light, and the cold winter wind dissipates, it is the eve of the approaching year.

The boy with gauze wrapped around his upper body stepped onto the high platform, leaning on the railing with his arms, and the corners of his mouth crazily raised.

"Hmph...hahaha...I'm dying of laughter, using a spoon as a weapon, sister, you are a genius."

"His Royal Highness, did you encounter anything interesting?"

Bai Ren, who was busy with family affairs, was about to report to Yan Ce the financial expenditure and the handling of the landmine case, but found that the young man was giggling abnormally, and those who didn't know thought he was suffering from hysteria.

"Just saw something funny."

Yan Ce gradually withdrew his unbridled laughter, and it took a while before he turned serious about dealing with business.

"Xiang Liang is currently on duty at the brick kiln, or is he laying the foundation overnight with the construction team?"

"He wanted to meet your second fiancée secretly, but the guards transferred from the chief guard of the Royal Court, who had been ordered by His Highness earlier, blocked him into the basement with the topic of 'Long night, no heart to sleep'."

When Bai Ren thought of Xiang Liang's hoarse cry when they first met, Miss Bai's face turned pale and red, which refreshed her understanding of Wang Tingzhen's man.

"His Highness Ce probably wouldn't want to see the scene that is happening now. However, does His Highness really intend to directly understand this matter in such a simple way?"

"The king didn't know that there was a big mess in the ceremony, Fusu didn't know, and the officials who came to the banquet thought that the marriage went smoothly, wouldn't it be nice to end this matter like this?" Yan Ce laughed and said, "Except for Xiang People other than Liang don't need to be held accountable. As for the next project of the construction team, they will continue to be handed over to the fuck... Xiang Liang, who has finished his work, just asks Mo Yan to pay more attention to it. What would you think? It’s better to choose to forgive, and then let them accept the correct thinking and work hard to build Qin.”

"Tomorrow, let Uncle Mo Zhong and the shipbuilding brigade bring diplomatic credentials, a completed map of the world, and a section of 'Yu''s hair, and force Xiang Yan to sign a peace treaty and go to sea together."

"In addition, bring Mo Yan's self-explosive team and its unstable bombs to prevent Xiang Yan from planning a riot at sea."

Chapter 330 The Seventh Correct Way to Open Negotiations

The next day, the sky was clear and the wind was gentle.

The nameless alley accommodates one-third of the Mohists, as well as the people with lofty ideals who inherit the last wish of the Mohism. Today, the long scientific research work is over, and they are going to force Xiang Yan to go to sea to find vines for the great cause, and take the initiative to dedicate themselves to ending the long troubled times strength.

"Husband, don't you know that this will take a few months. Remember to eat and drink well, and don't be frugal. I know that your father and daughter are all fools who disregarded themselves in order to realize the long-cherished wish of the Mohist family. They took the initiative to carry out the orders of Young Master Ce."

Mo Yan's mother, Yan Qing, gently tidied up the collar of her husband, Comrade Mo Zhong, and packed all the prepared dry food into the bag, looking like a good wife and mother.

"Ma'am, you and Xiao Yanzhi must get along well. Don't miss me too much. I don't know how many disasters I will go through. I will definitely come back." Mo Zhong pulled a strand of his wife's hair, his eyes were affectionate and sincere.

"Husband..." Yan Qing wiped the corners of her eyes, wiped away the tears she didn't have, then loosened her muscles and said with a sinister grin: "I'm so touched, if I hadn't inquired about the little bitch surnamed Zeng in advance I was even more moved by the news that the whole family is also in Qi, don't you think so, Mo Zhong."

"It's very proactive this time. It's been a long time since the old lover reunited. Isn't it normal for some accidents to happen behind the scenes? I'm really paranoid. Don't you think so, my surname is Mo."

Boss Yan laughed like an overlord flower, the kind that was pretty and could eat people.

Mo Zhong vaguely remembered Yan Qing's "hands and feet" when she was "naughty", her chest was almost smashed by the wife's small fists, and she lay on the bed for a month. remarried.

So, he put his bags on his back and said righteously: "Sister Zeng, even if she is in Qi, I will never betray our family. This is a vow as a man. Madam, your suspicion will destroy the relationship between you and me." trust."

"Mo Zhong, don't be nervous, it seems that you are guilty of a guilty conscience." Yan Qing covered her mouth and smiled lightly, but her eyes were as cold as winter, "It's okay, I didn't know that the white cloth you two have treasured for so many years is hidden in the interlayer of your luggage." Juan, I didn’t even read the disgusting love poems on it, so be good, don’t be nervous.”

Uncle Mo Zhong's cold sweat ran down his forehead all the way, and his righteousness instantly turned into a flattering smile.

"Well, I can explain—"

"No, after all the years of husband and wife, trust is still there. Husband, you must have lowered your head just now because you were worried that the jade pendant given to you by the younger sister of the Zeng family was hidden in the insole. Don't worry, your husband is very good at hiding things, I didn't find it. "

"Husband, you must be careful when walking, don't step on it, remember."

Yan Qing covered her mouth and let out a "giggle" laugh while stretching her muscles a little.

"Ma'am, you are always so naughty, does my father-in-law know?" Mo Zhong bent over, deliberately lowered his wife's head, and said with a wry smile.

"Mm... It's my father who said that the little sister of the Zeng family is in the country of Qi."

"Why? I didn't report to my mother-in-law about the sunset gathering between his old man and Mrs. Duanmu!"

"Because he is an old man, he doesn't like the young master policy who is trying to reform, so my husband was implicated. Following the ancient rituals is the pursuit of their generation, and the goal of the next generation is to do whatever it takes to strengthen the country. When people are old, they will naturally be stubborn. After a while, it is difficult to accept new things, children like us should be more considerate.”

Yan Qing paused, brushed her husband's nervous cheeks, "Don't change the subject, I don't need to pursue the ones before marriage, but I have cut off contact with those Confucian bitches who are still in contact with now."

"Otherwise, I can only cut off my husband. Anyway, I have Xiao Yanzhi, and I have no plans to regenerate. It is not a big deal for my husband to give up two taels of meat." Yan Qing smiled, and handed the handkerchief to Mo. bell.

"Wipe off your sweat, your clothes are all wet."

"Madam, I promise that I will never say unnecessary words to any woman." Mo Zhong vowed.

"Good, let's go."

Yan Qing watched her husband go away until Mo Zhong disappeared from her eyes. At this moment, Mo Yan yawned, rubbed her dark circles, and asked, "Mother, do you actually believe in father?"

"I believe he's a ghost." Yan Qing sneered, "If this amorous seed is cut off to get rid of the messy debts, I'll kneel down and wash his feet every day."

"At most, he's just in heat, and he's just polite. He never thought of crossing that line with other women. Otherwise, how could I have married this bastard back then."

"At that time, Mo Zhong was like the current young master Ce. Although he was squeezed out by all parties at the beginning, no matter where he was, he was always liked by girls, and he was as hard as a rock to chew, but he only liked my face. Sunny, just focus on banging on the door of my house."

"And your Aunt Zeng tried all kinds of means back then, overtly and secretly, but the stone Mo Zhong remained unmoved. In the end, the one surnamed Zeng had to bow his head like a defeated dog to congratulate me at the wedding. , gritted my teeth and wished the two of us to stay together for a hundred years, and when I think of it, I can't help being happy, mother."

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing, even if you Xiao Zeng is as cunning as a ghost, you still won't be able to drink the old lady's footwashing water.

While Mo Yan was thinking calmly, the figure of young master Ce suddenly appeared. His Highness Ce seemed to be concentrating on throwing himself at someone, but he probably wouldn't follow her father's old path.

The lord she is currently loyal to—His Royal Highness Ce, the King of Qin, and the daughter of the King of Qin's long journey, compared to her old father's peach blossom road, seems to be a difficult one.

After thinking for a while, she resolutely packed up her letters and rushed to the school to devote herself to the interesting blasting experiment. Yan Qing, who had sent away the father and daughter, packed up the housework, and then started masturbating with the women next door.