Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Who is that someone...

She stroked her long hair, and the look in her eyes was extremely complicated.

Maybe an illusion.

There seemed to be a faint helpless smile on the woman's lips.

Chapter 47 Smile

Is this what young people call liking?

When Yan Ce's voice fell on the middle-aged man's ear, he concealed the urge to try to force the young man's thoughts, and a smile that seemed to be mocking and self-deprecating appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Born in a royal family and in a high position, how can you do everything according to your heart?

When everything can be turned into political chips in exchange for advanced capital, it is impossible to look at anything with an ordinary person's attitude.

A wife is not a wife, a child is not a child, a woman is not a woman.

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Childish... The more and more I can't understand the thoughts of young people, can my personal emotions be above the country, am I old?"

"..."

Yan Ce didn't answer, got up and moved towards the outside of the school building, rolled up the booklet, and packed up the reading materials that needed to be previewed in advance.

After a long silence, the middle-aged man lowered his voice and showed a sinister look, and said, "The country is about to die, don't you have any nostalgia for your mother country? You can only watch the land of your motherland being trampled by the Qin army, and the blood of your compatriots on the battlefield. Untouched?"

"Ugh……"

Yan Ce helplessly looked up at the uncle who had been trying so hard to bewitch him. If it wasn't for a traveler from the new century, he might have had so much pity and the possibility of being fooled.But he is still a modern person after all, and King Yan, who has not enough of him, wants him to help save the country, wash and sleep.

Reading the general history of internal and external, extolling the classics of hundreds of schools, and abandoning Cheng and Zhu Neo-Confucianism, in such an environment, if you can still be fooled by such sayings that imprison your thoughts, the books for so many years can be regarded as feeding Chihuahuas.

Besides, loyalty, this keyword has long since faded in the continuous erosion of history, not to mention in a world where interests are paramount and materialistic desires flow, how can such a pure concept still exist.

Yan Ce, who is one of the three best teenagers in the new century, is more inclined to be loyal and emotional than loyal to the royal power. Unfortunately, Sister Zheng has always refused to open the emotional gap, which can be described as impeccable.

"The law of Qin stipulates that when you enter the city, you will not disturb the people. If you really can't beat it, you can simply surrender. The Qin people are not allowed to kill ordinary people."

He hugged several bamboo slips that needed to be recited, "In addition, Lord Shang is from Wei, Zhang Zi is from Wei, and Fan Sui is also from Wei. The three capable ministers are all figures who have laid the foundation for strengthening Qin in the past 100 years. .Shang Jun reformed, emigrated to establish faith, and in just 20 years, with the power of one person, he reversed the trend of strength and weakness, strengthened the foundation of Qin Dynasty, defeated the vigor of strong Wei Dynasty, and washed the world pattern."

"Zhang Yi, one person and one word, persuaded the countries, played with the kings of other countries and applauded, formulated the foreign policy of the Qin country, sealed Wu Xinjun, broke the history of the Six Kingdoms, and made a name for himself. Fan Sui made close attacks, and Qin Guodong made a strategy..."

"The so-called country in your mouth is just nationality, just a code name for the place of birth, and it doesn't make much sense. And I'm not... Forget it, you don't understand, so I won't say it."

Yan Xuan said unwillingly, "Young Master Ce, are you determined to die?"

He looked at the middle-aged man lightly, smiled and said, "If you choose to save, this is the real hope of death."

Yan Ce is too lazy to care what others think. It is almost impossible for him to change his mind-set. Every character in a chaotic world will have his own perseverance. Regarding some issues of the bottom limit, he has unimaginable persistence.

"Saving the country of Yan, and saving the six kingdoms, this troubled world will be gone. After the morning reading, I'm going to have breakfast, uncle, don't disturb."

The distant memory of parallel time and space is slowly playing, and Yan Ce can predict the possible future trend from a unique perspective.

There are subtle similarities in this era, but there are also some differences. Miss Lingshi, who may be blackened all the time, is like a little milk dog all day long and almost sticks out her tongue and licks it, and always appears just right next to King Qin, corresponding to the parallel He could guess which character in the time and space, to overthrow Daqin's second-fifth boy reserve.

But the surprise was that he had chatted several times during this period, Ying Zheng had only raised one Fusu, and there was no other key person. As for the reason, that woman just used the excuse of "it's too troublesome to raise a few more" as an excuse.

This king, she is worried about the transition of royal power.

When he was born, he shocked the lords of the world, but in the next generation, if Fusu can ascend to the throne, although he is not a foolish monarch, he has not seen how outstanding it is. After all, the strong imprint of the first emperor has deeply penetrated into the souls of all people, and transcendence is impossible. .

Being able to think of miscellaneous things in advance like a prophet, and thanks to the teacher's roaring, banging on the blackboard, peeping at the back window of the old class, and acting as a humanoid monitor from time to time, Yan Ce was able to keep some existing records after the exam-oriented education ended. Memories in the bone marrow.

The Six Kingdoms are rotten.

Getting beaten for falling behind is an iron rule poured out with blood, and it is also a sentence that Yan Ce has run through the length of his life. In almost every important period of his 17-year life, the teacher will deliberately remind him of this point.

As for talking loudly about the so-called history that is just a repeating process over and over again, in fact, only a layman would say that. Every word written by the Department of History is cautious. The probability will be so angry that you will be autistic, and then you will call the students to pump in person, pump hard, and will not give a passing score after pumping.

Yan Ce couldn't help recalling the faint sadness of changing the thesis over and over again. He couldn't help but sighed. He hugged the tablet in his left hand, and took a sip of the flower tea that had been brewed on the desk in his spare right hand, and turned around leisurely.

The morning sun is rising, and the pale golden morning light penetrates the misty water vapor and sprinkles among the flowers and summer leaves.

The water vapor, accompanied by a faint floral fragrance, gradually rose up in the school building.

outside the school.

The woman held her chin and quietly looked at the young man who was just chatting.

The expression is majestic and arrogant, and there is a touch of tenderness that is almost non-existent?

She is the current king of Qin, the future emperor, the supreme emperor, the first emperor who has spanned thousands of years, even if the history is changed and smeared, but she is still respected by countless people for her merits. It is equivalent to a hundred Fusu, and the higher you go, the harder it is to rise. It is estimated that you need at least a thousand Fusu to be at the bottom if you want to hit your friends or above.

Sure enough, it's hell-level difficulty.

Yan Ce's back suddenly froze, as if pure killing intent from the abyss locked the young man. He turned his neck stiffly following the direction he felt, and Miss Ling Shi squinted her charming long eyes and stared straight at him. Seeing that Yan Ce noticed Arrived, immediately raised a touch of "harmonious" smile.

What the hell!

Don't laugh, it's more scary, isn't it?

Miss Lingshi, do you want to laugh so penetratingly, and this kind look at a dead pig is too rude.In addition, how did you slut make your whole person feel black? Lao Zhen from the Japanese horror movie next door needs you!

then.

Miss Ling Shi's smile brightened and moved.