Datang broom star

Uncle Li, what you said is wrong!

If there is, there is no.

Li Chunfeng probably also felt that these words were not sure enough, which would damage his image of a master, so he coughed dryly and shivered in the morning wind, "Xiao Jia! The world is so big, there are no surprises. I met you in Zhongnan Mountain a few years ago. A physicist can see through the old man's details at a glance."

This……

How terrifying!

Master Jia couldn't help trembling.

"Is it possible for a woman to be a physiognomist?"

That Tsing Yi is probably a liar!

Jia Ping comforted himself like this.

"Why can't it be done?"

Li Chunfeng said in surprise: "Women can do it naturally, it's just spiritual perception."

Aura...

Li Chunfeng talked a lot, but nothing was useful.

Maybe it was because he saw Jia Pingan was fooled by himself, and when he arrived in front of the imperial city, he said earnestly: "Cultivating the Tao will ruin your life, Xiao Jia, don't go to do double cultivation, whoever fools you to do double cultivation, then kill anyone."

"Uncle Li, you have changed. You used to be so immortal, but now you are such a philistine!"

Jia Ping'an was filled with grief and indignation.

"The kid is cunning!"

Li Chunfeng gave him an eye dart.

Entering the palace today, Jia Ping'an found that sister was more emotional.

It seems a little excited.

"Is peace here?"

The couple had a clear division of labor, the emperor went to court, and Wu Mei analyzed the memorial.

One consumes the mind and the other consumes the eyes.

"Yes!"

The hall is covered with clouds and mist, and incense mist is sprayed everywhere from the incense burner.

"By the way, you can come later."

Jia Pingan didn't care about this, and followed Shaopeng to the back.

"Meet sir."

Li Hong stood up.

The boy's face was full of spirit.

Spirit Guy is just different.

The floor-sweeping monk next to him was also in good spirits, and he seemed to be concentrating on it, as if every word Jia Pingan said would be recorded by him.

Next to it is a servant, he doesn't say a word, just concentrates on recording.

"Attend class."

Jia Ping'an's lesson talked about the scope of arithmetic in practical applications.

"... Mathematics is everywhere, whether you are running a country or a family, you cannot do without it."

The servant lowered his head to record and didn't speak at all.

"Sir, then can we have a way to calculate the distance to the stars in the sky?" Li Hong raised his hand and asked, eager for knowledge.

"Of course." Jia Pingan said with a smile, "But it's useless to tell you now."

Children can fantasize, but not fantasy.

After dismissing the curious baby Li Hong, Jia Pingan had the last class.

"This lesson is about simple distance measurement, stretch out your right hand, give a thumbs up..."

The simple ranging method of an artillery made the prince and Hao Mi suddenly realize.

"Okay, in the future you can go to measure the range privately by yourself. The more times you measure, the more proficient you will be."

Jia Ping'an was very busy and hurried to the queen's place.

There are already two more people in the hall.A man with a long beard and a fairy air, slowly glanced at Jia Pingan, and then lowered his eyes.

another……

"Tsing Yi?"

Tsing Yi cupped his hands, "Wei Qingyi has met Marquis Wuyang."

As she spoke, she looked at the man in his 40s with a guilty conscience.

what does this mean?

No, this is not a guilty conscience, but a hatred of iron but not steel.

No matter who Jia Pingan was, he smiled and said, "Sister."

The man glanced at Jia Pingan.

"Old man Fan Ying."

Are you trying to get addicted to cigarettes or what do you mean?

Jia Pingan found this situation very interesting.

Wu Mei said with great interest: "I didn't expect you to know each other..."

"Sister, I don't know this person!"

Jia Pingan smelled something familiar on Fan Ying's body, the smell of an old military doctor on a telegraph pole.