Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

This is indeed not the time to think about these things. There are still many "businesses" to be taken care of in Xianyang City, and Gu Nan's subordinates really have real power. It is heard that her army has expanded to a thousand people.

Thinking of the three hundred who killed two thousand Zhao Jun and dared not step forward that day, Lu Buwei also felt chills in his heart.

More than three hundred can defeat 2000 people, and now there are thousands of troops. I am afraid that it is really invincible.

In Xianyang City, if you want to move her, you have to weigh it carefully.

Li Si breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated under Lu Buwei's signal.

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The night passed quickly, and Li Si visited the Prince's Mansion early in the morning of the second day.

His morning class still followed his teaching, and Ying Zheng's performance made him very satisfied.

But in one night, he already understood a lot of what he taught him yesterday, and he thought he used his skills last night.

Listening is also serious, understanding is more accurate than writing, which is rare.

However, during the class, Ying Zheng's small movements of looking out of the courtyard from time to time also made him helpless.

He knew why Ying Zheng was looking there, and he wasn't waiting for Mr. Gu.

I also know that Mr. Gu said that the class is indeed much better than myself, but...

You can't be too disrespectful to me...

Li Si's face was dark and helpless, and his voice was a lot heavier.

But he himself looked at the door from time to time.

No reason.

He still has to hear what happened after leading the troops back to the king...

The Young Master's Mansion is still a little way from the Wu'an Lord's Mansion. This made Gu Nan unable to go back to the mansion to rest every day when he came back from the military camp. He had to go to the class before going back. It was already evening after the class.

Even when there is no formation practice in the military camp on weekdays, she can't sleep late, but she has to get up at noon to go to class. Anyway, for her, sleeping until noon is not considered a late sleep, it really makes her uncomfortable.

It's fatal... until the time when I don't fight for the time being, I can't sleep well.

By the time Gu Nan walked to the Young Master's Mansion yawning like he was still asleep, he already saw the big one and the young one waiting there.

He stared at her as soon as he entered the door, startling her.

"You two, what are you doing?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Gu Nan resentfully: "Mr. Gu, you are already half a stick of incense late."

"Ah..." Gu Nan buttoned his ears helplessly: "I can't help it, I just came back from the barracks, sir, I'm busy too..."

In fact, she wandered off to eat somewhere else on the way.

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard the barracks: "But which camp?"

Ever since he stopped the trap Ying Zichu told him last night, he wanted to meet that iron-blooded army.

"It's true, who told you?" He walked to the table in doubt and sat down cross-legged.

He smiled at Li Si who was on the side, and said hello: "Mr. Li."

Li Si blushed from Gu Nan's smile, and quickly bowed: "I met Mr. Gu."

Gu Nan didn't see anything strange about Li Si, but heard Ying Zheng say excitedly.

"Father told me, Mr. Gu, can I go to the camp to see? Just look."

Children always want to see everything...

Gu Nan had a headache, she didn't know what Ying Zichu had made of her and her camp, of course it wasn't bragging, it could be regarded as the complete reflection of others on the camp.

"Which military camp is the child going to? Did you finish your homework yesterday? Let me recite the 120 characters."

"Sir, I've finished memorizing it, but I can go to that camp."

Gu Nan has a good temper, and speaks more in front of Gu Nan.

Seeing that Gu Nan stretched out a finger and wanted to flick his forehead, he hugged his head and shrank back.

Embarrassed by yesterday's homework: "The world is dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric..."

These hundred and twenty characters have their own rhythm, and it is very easy to memorize them. After learning Ying Zheng yesterday, he has already memorized most of them, so today he can't help him.

After reciting it, he even said something careless, so that Gu Nan couldn't grasp the quarrel and say him.

Li Si didn't think it was inappropriate to watch the two of them messing around in class, so he sat on the sidelines and listened with a smile on his face.

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, Gu Nan rolled his eyes.

"Forget it, today we will teach the next eight sentences."

As he spoke, he began to read.

Both Ying Zheng and Li Si came to their senses and listened attentively, taking notes on the case from time to time, and immediately raised any questions.

Gu Nan's voice has a woman's charm and a man's temper, and the sound of books is heard in the small courtyard.

"Mingfeng is in the bamboo, and the food field of the white horse. It is transformed into grass and trees, and it reaches Wanfang.

Covering this body hair, the four great five constants.Gong Wei Ju Yang, how dare you damage.

Women admire chastity, and men are good at acting.If you know your mistakes, you must correct them, and you must never forget them.

Don't talk about his shortness, and rely on one's own longness.The messenger can cover, but the desire is difficult.

The ink is sad and silk is dyed, and the poem praises the lamb.Jing Xing Wei Xian, Ke read as a saint.

Dejian's name is established, and the shape is positive.The empty valley transmits the voice, and the virtual hall learns to listen.

Misfortune accumulates, good fortune is good.A chibi is not a treasure, an inch of yin is a competition.

Zifu serves the emperor, saying strictness and respect.Filial piety should do its best, and loyalty should do its best. "

By the time the homework was over, it was already afternoon, the sun was setting and the courtyard was reddish.

Li Si tidied up the bamboo slips in his hand, he still had a lot to say, this article is not finished yet, but the more he listened to it, the more it felt full of charm.

Ying Zheng leaned on the press and supported his neck, as if he was still thinking about how to get Mr. Gu to lead him into the camp.