Yuan Yuan and his brothers Jieyi finished their meal of mutton, drank mutton soup, and after planning their big business, they returned home worried.

She feels that she is already a reliable older child and has taken on a lot of things.

She keeps everyone's career in mind.

This family would have to break up without her.

After entering the gate of Yuan's house, the little kid sniffed and then ran towards the cottage.

This smell, this feeling, it’s definitely my sister making fried chicken.

It just so happened that I hadn't had two sips of the mutton soup just now, and there was still a little gap in the cub's belly.

In the kitchen, Yuan Qing was staring at Princess Changle's fried chicken. She was sitting on the little old girl's stool beside her, shaking her legs.

Chang Le was already very familiar with her, so he couldn't help but advise: "A young lady should behave like a young lady."

Yuan Qing's legs stopped shaking and he crossed his legs.

Princess Changle couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

Put the fried chicken on a plate and sprinkle with secret seasoning. Even Changle was convinced: "How on earth did you come up with such a wonderful food?"

Yuan Qing walked over and tasted a piece: "I just used my brain to think about it."

Then he rubbed the little princess’s head: “Don’t be so old-fashioned at such a young age.”

In modern times, this age is still mixed in the kindergarten class, and can only enter the first grade in the fall.

Although Changle was used to her way of speaking, he was still speechless.

This man is only two years older than me, but he always treats me as a child. In normal official families, people start learning to run the family at the age of six.

She also tasted a piece of fried chicken like Yuan Qing did: "Why hasn't your Yuan Bao'er come back yet? It will be cold in a while."

Yuan Qing smiled: "Listen, this is not coming back."

There was a flurry of excitement outside, and then the anxious voice of the little kid: "Sister, sister, sister, sister!!!"

Yuan Qing said to Changle: "My little fat boy is really funny, you can watch it later."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and lifted the little old girl up as she rushed through the door.

Yuan Yuan was stunned: "Hi."

Then he laughed "haha": "Sister, sister, please be taller!"

Yuan Qing gave Chang Le a wink, and Chang Le looked at Xiao Wa'er's little jiojio. It was kicking back and forth unconsciously when it was rising, but it stopped moving when it was falling, and it was kicking back and forth again when it was rising again.

Really cute.

She laughed too.

Yuan Qing put the little girl down and said, "Go and eat. Sister Changle just fried it. What do you want to say?"

Yuan Yuan smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Thank you very much, Sister Changle, Yuanyuan really likes Sister Changle!!!"

Changle blushed a little. She had had conflicts with Xiao Wazi before.

"Quick... hurry up and eat."

Yuan Yuan started to eat fried chicken with a belly that still had 10% capacity.

"Sister, how much is this?"

Yuan Qing raised her eyebrows: "Anyway, it's not apricot chicken or black-bone chicken. Your sister can't tell the rest of the hair. You can go and see for yourself later."

Changle was also very curious: "The chickens all look similar, how does Yuan Baoer distinguish them?"

Yuan Yuan was so happy that she shook her head.

"It's different. Qimao's eyes are small, but Baomao's mouth is sharp!!!"

Changle:? ? ?

Don’t chickens all have small eyes and sharp mouths?

In the afternoon, Chang Le and Yuan Qing sat in the yard reading together, while Yuan Yuan, Bai Bai, and Xiao Hei huddled together on the white wooden shelf to bask in the sun.

It’s so much fun to hold the three clean little ones together.

When Yuan Yuan was drowsy, a prompt sound suddenly appeared in the system: "It is determined that the survival rate of the sweet potato seedlings planted is 99% and will be harvested in 77 days. Reward 50000 energy points."

"Tip, careful care of sweet potato seedlings can have a positive impact on the upcoming severe drought in Shandong states."

Yuan Yuan was confused: "Tongji, what are sweet potato seedlings?"

System: "The vegetables grown on your land will be harvested in more than two months. If they can be planted in a large area after harvest, many people's lives can be saved when a severe drought comes."

It took many twists and turns before it found a proper way for this sweet potato.

First, they were poached as wild vegetables by a vegetable seller in the West Market. Mrs. Ye took over and brought them home. Then they were planted by the host who had just learned how to farm. They were carefully taken care of by Yuan Shilang.

"Host, King Zhao has grown rapidly since he met Bai Qi last time. Do you want to let other friends meet your idol this time???"

"Host???"

"Host!!!"

The little kid has fallen asleep.

After Yuan Qing read the recipe in his hand, the three cubs over there were already sleeping together.

She smiled, suddenly yawned, and then lay down on the table.

Yuan Qing had a dream.

In the dream, I was in a military camp. The commander of the military camp was a woman wearing men's clothing.

It's amazing that Yuan Qing actually knows who this is.

The third daughter of Tang Emperor Li Yuan and Li Shimin's biological sister, Princess Pingyangzhao Li Xiuning.

There are thousands of Princess Pingyang, but this one is the only one who is called Princess Zhao.

During Li Yuan's uprising, she used her superhuman courage and strategy to recruit tens of thousands of rebels in Guanzhong, and captured a large area of ​​​​Guanzhong. Her momentum was unstoppable. She also joined forces with Li Shimin on the north bank of the Weihe River to capture Chang'an.

After her death, Li Yuan defied all opinions and buried her with military honors.

She was also the only woman in history to be buried with military honors.

Yuan Qing was thinking about why the time travel master wanted to do this to her, when suddenly a sigh came from the side: "I didn't expect that the third aunt would be such a heroine."

Yuan Huichuan turned his head and saw the little old-fashioned princess.

"What a big trough."

She won't have any serious illness, right? ? ?

Ever dream of a little princess? ? ?

It's too scary. After the dream, it's better to reduce the frequency of meeting.

Outside the illusion, the system looked at the two young ladies holding hands together and wanted to cover their faces.

If it had hands.

Forget it, just think of it as buy one, get one free.

Yuan Qing and Chang Le looked at each other for two seconds without speaking. Princess Pingyang Zhao in the dream began to train troops.

This army is called the Women's Army, but it is not an army composed of women.

But a heroic female general, commanding [-] strong men.

This army has strict military discipline and is as powerful as a rainbow.

Princess Pingyang Zhao stood in front, her hands resting on the sword at her waist, her face showing contempt for the majesty of heaven and earth.

But... he's so handsome on horseback.

Changle also looked at him with his heart in his eyes.

The scene turned and came to a palace.

It is the Tai Chi Palace in Chang'an, the princess's dormitory.

Princess Pingyang was dressed in a princess dress and looked at the two young ladies with a smile.

"Come."

Yuan Qing was extremely nervous. She walked over hand and foot, took two steps, then turned back and pulled the stunned little princess up.

Changle looked at this third aunt whom he had never met before with red eyes.

Princess Pingyang asked gently: "But do you have something to ask?"

Yuan Qing raised her hand: "I also want to be someone like you. Do you think I... still have a chance?"

Changle nodded fiercely.

Princess Pingyang Zhao laughed.

"I thought about it today, so I started preparing today. Even if I can't reach the top, I'm still on the way up the mountain."

"Women are loyal and brave, and are not inferior to men by nature. Don't look down on yourself and look up to men."

Princess Changle shook her head: "But the world doesn't like women who go too far..."

Princess Pingyang Zhao stroked her shoulder: "Who drew the grid that trapped the woman for thousands of years?"

"Should women be guided by the world?"

"When you are powerful enough and have made achievements, other people's advice and ridicule will turn into the jealousy and jealousy of a clown."

"When you stand high enough, the people below lose their gender. They become sentient beings, only worthy of looking up to you."

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