Datang broom star

The prime ministers are all here, this is the attitude of the emperor: I will definitely win this matter!

But what about money?

This is a tricky question.

Li Zhi returned to the harem.

Wu Mei hugged and coaxed the child they named Taiping.

"How is Taiping?"

Wu Mei raised her head and said with a smile: "I just like to cry, but girls are always like this. Ping An often sighs, saying that Doudou is just a little Jiaojiao. She has no choice but to spoil her."

"My aye, I think she won't be like this." Li Zhi leaned over with a smile, stretched out his finger and gently touched Taiping's cheek.

"Wow!"

Li Zhi withdrew his hand in embarrassment, Wu Mei hurriedly coaxed him.

"Money and food are going to be tight."

Li Zhi said calmly.

Wu Mei coaxed and said: "In this way, the expenses in the palace will be reduced, and Wulang's side will also be reduced."

"I will leave this matter to you."

arithmetic.

Hundreds of students are yelling: "Bitch!"

On the opposite side were the students of the Imperial College, and they immediately shouted, "Bitch!"

A few students with bruised noses and swollen faces were at the front, gnashing their teeth and yelling: "Come again!"

The injured person on the opposite side almost doubled, shouting, "Ganniang!"

Han Wei led people to dissuade the students.

"It's all gone."

The Three Musketeers have already arrived, but they are in a detached position, so naturally they will not stop them.

Wang Sheng came over and said, "You're so eager, why?"

In his opinion, Han Wei is in a mess at the moment, like a mother-in-law.

Han Wei looked up at him, wiped his sweat with his hands, and said, "I'm worried that if I don't dissuade them, it will be bad luck for the students who return to the Imperial College."

Ha ha!

Wang Sheng smiled slightly.

"Bitch dog slave!"

A student from the Imperial Academy rushed over, followed by more than a hundred people.

Dozens of people from Mathematics took up the challenge.

"We only need half of us!"

A student was roaring, "One hits two, and if you lose, you will kneel for three hours!"

Wang Sheng turned around slowly.

Cheng Zheng and Xu Yanbo in the crowd looked at the dozens of students rushing forward, and closed their eyes unbearably, "I used to think that only the army could show such a fierce spirit, but they are not bad at school! If these people practice a lot , on the battlefield is a good sergeant.”

Xu Yanbo said with a headache, "You won't lose, right?"

Cheng Zheng shook his head, "If you think about our daily drills, it's okay to lose even if it's like this, let alone one against two, one against three is fine, they are seeking stability."

Wang Sheng was stunned when he heard this passage.

One hit two or seek stability?

This braggart is indeed Cheng Zhijie's grandson.

"return!"

Han Wei looked desperate.

Wang Sheng said with a smile: "Students have their own sense of proportion."

Divide the wool, the students with fresh blood are the most ruthless and disrespectful.

Han Wei looked at him and scolded: "Damn you, if someone is killed because of this, yeah, I'll say it was your instigation."

While speaking, the two sides bumped into each other.

blah blah blah!

The sound of fists and feet hitting flesh came densely.

"what!"

"Help!"

After the screams started, they never stopped.

The mathematics students rushed in in formation, and the Guozijian students were able to fight back at first, but they were beaten so hard that they couldn't find Bei soon.

Rout!

It was only ten breaths, and more than a hundred students from the Imperial College turned around and ran away.

Han Wei's face was livid, "Look at your mother, take a look at your mother!"

Wang Sheng was dumbfounded.

"Help!"

A student from the Imperial College fell to the ground, and a math student rushed forward and punched him.

"stop!"

The prime ministers are here.

The accompanying guards quickly moved to separate the two sides.