Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The three schools of Taoism, Confucianism and Legalism are not separated from each other, but each has references and infiltrations since the era of contention. For example, Han Feizi, the last person in this era who was qualified to be promoted to the height of a saint, was taught by Master Xun. Unfortunately, a bunch of legalist sages were produced and the royal family's Confucian textbooks were cut in half... When Han Feizi's generation preached, he perfectly inherited the fine tradition of "the teacher's misfortune".

Han Fei taught students according to their aptitude, but he didn't use the obscure and difficult articles of Taoism as teaching materials for Yan Ce and Chu Jun. The Chu Jun girl should not be interested in this kind of Tao that is so profound that no one can understand it.

"Master Shangguan has never studied it, and I don't think my fiancé has studied it deeply either." Fusu smiled.

"..."

The woman didn't respond, she spent part of her time with the boy, Yan Ce's interest in books was not as great as sleeping with her.

"He has just finished his work at the research institute and needs to cultivate his body and mind. Why don't I go and tell my 'fiancé' some interesting words in it to relieve his fatigue."

"..."

In the absence of any reason to refuse, Shangguan will not use subjective emotions to prevent the young girl from "visiting the prison". In name, the young man is indeed the husband of the little princess Fusu.

The indifferent woman finally nodded, gave up the idea of ​​cooking for Yan Ce, and accompanied the prince to the "Lenggong" next to the ice storage room.

The fine raindrops merged into a curtain of rain, which was just right to give the prince and girl an excuse to visit the prison for a long time.

Miss Shangguan frowned, her indifferent face remained calm, but the temperature rose from a snow mountain to an iceberg, accompanied by the cold air from the ocean.

When winter comes, everything dies.

The young male Yan Xiaoce and the young female Mr. are about to freeze to death!

Yan Ce and Mr. Fei looked at each other, they seemed to have reached an agreement of despair, if you come, then sit for a while, if you have sat, then stay for a while, if you have stayed, then... Downwards may be multiplayer.

Then, make the Yance sauce that everyone loves to eat, and wrap it in flour, and Han Fei next door cried in fright.

"Long time no see." Fu Su shifted his gaze from Shangguan to Yan Ce, and said, "I read an interesting book recently, and I just want to tell you about it."

"Zhuangzi?"

"Well, is there a trace of familiarity?"

Fusu took off his shoes, pulled the boy's arm in front of the Shangguan, ignored the rays of frost that fell on the back of Yan Ce's neck, sat by the table, rolled up his long skirt and folded it up a few times, his face was slightly red One of Zhuangzi's chapters spread out with his knees on the cushion.

She raised her head and looked at the teacher who was trying to lose her presence in the corner, "Sir, I want to share a little secret with my husband, can you take Mr. Shangguan to stay in the living room for a while?"

It was indifference that owed 500 million just now, but now it is indifference with 1000 million including interest.

The scene of biting ears was full of innocence and childishness of teenagers and girls, but Shangguan, who was staring at the rain outside the window, had a calm face, just like the calm before the storm. Perhaps because Han Fei was stuck in the middle, this indifferent big cat He didn't choose to give the young man a set of three bone-breaking rewards.

The increasingly dark vision, accompanied by the slow and uncomfortable sound of "squeaky" closing the door, fell on Yan Ce's vital points.

Deep pupils expressed the threat of "Yan Ce, wait at night", and Han Fei, with ultra-low temperature and a stiff face, avoided the private conversation of the "young couple".

Yan Ce pondered for a moment, then said, "Fusu, aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Fusu opened the front page of the book, the inner chapter Equality of Things, put his ear to the young man, showing a sly smile, "Is it Shangguan? There is no need for you to worry, I will try my best to control you in the future, cherish it The rest of the time, after all, there is not much time for messing around. By the way, when you forced a group of nobles to line up to visit me one by one, did you consider that your fiancée might be angry?"

"Think about it, and that's why your reaction justifies what bothers me."

Yan Ce lowered his head and touched the brand new pages of the book.

"I've read the article on Equality of Things."

"What a coincidence, me too."

His fingertips stroked the ink marks on Qiwulun, and his eyes seemed to recall the blurred light and shadow. The girl disappeared in a flash, and finally fixed on the serious face of the boy, with a brighter smile.

"In my mind, you are still the clumsy fiancé who doesn't know how to hide his thoughts. You can pretend to be ignorant and deceive me. Isn't it good to be clumsy?"

"Student Fusu, what have you been through?"

Yan Ce asked seriously.

"I won't tell you." The girl raised a finger in front of her lips and lowered her voice, "Prepare for the wedding, there will be surprises."

After speaking, he stood up by himself, opened the door and walked to the living room.

……

"It's dinner."

"hungry?"

"A little... hungry."

Miss Shangguan glanced at the boy.

"Then be hungry."

Then, he went straight to the study next door, closed and locked the door.

pS: My heart hurts so much. I have been so stressed these days. Why is the time so tight? Since I landed, my nerves have been tense. I feel so busy that I want to cry, but I have to persist for three more days to survive the difficult six months The month ushers in a wonderful July.

Update calculation formula~~

For me, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow can basically determine what I will do this year and next year, and tomorrow is more important than the day after tomorrow. I will continue to prepare tonight and update tomorrow afternoon.

Counting the five shifts owed today, how much I owe in June, doubled in July, and my long-distance travel in July will be over, and I will have nothing else to do for a month after flying home.

Readers think I've been fishing, but in fact, I wrote half a notebook in two days, which is 5mm thick, and I really want a little blue fat man in a time machine to save me.The bottom of my heart is very nervous, and I haven't experienced the feeling of worrying about gains and losses for a long time since the college entrance examination. Take a deep breath...it must be nothing.

For the sake of my seriousness, please forgive me?

Chapter 660 Take a break, take a break