At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Chu Zhen led her troops and lined up behind the doorway with the most people.

Lan Yue leaned on the frame of a wooden cage carrying pigs and shouted loudly: "Everyone, come over and take a look. Take a look."

"This man colluded with the Huns and barbarians to abduct women from Guide and leave the country!"

In an instant, pedestrians on the roadside cast their hateful glances.

What's more, he squatted on the ground and grabbed a handful of snow.

Knead it into a ball and throw it into the wooden cage.

An old woman was holding a walking stick, with tears streaming down her face and her hands shaking uncontrollably.

"Thousand-knife-killing things, they are all your kindred—"

During the Jiande period, she was also kidnapped by the Huns. It was simply no place for people to stay...

There is no ethics between father, son and brother. Women are like clothes, anyone can wear them.

But being kidnapped by the enemy and being deceived by the same clan are completely different things!

The woman in the cage sneered, "What if I don't need a way to survive?"

"If people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them, so why am I wrong!"

Wrong, the only fault lies with the eldest princess Lao Shizi!

Instead of staying in the palace and doing embroidery, he actually imitated men and went into battle wearing armor, and directly led his men to destroy the small tribe.

Thanks to her hard work, she managed to get along with the leader, and she had a child. She was about to get through life...

"Let me out, let me out! I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong!"

The woman suddenly grasped the frame of the car crazily and shook it wildly.

Lan Yue couldn't bear it anymore, and after getting the signal from His Highness, he knocked the person unconscious.

The scene in front of the city gate is remembered by countless families with daughters.

It seems that from now on, I will not only tell my daughter not to believe men's lies.

Even if it’s a woman, don’t believe it easily!

When Xie Yuheng learned about this, he had already left the office and was playing chess and talking about politics with his friends and making tea around the stove.

Xie Yuheng raised his eyelids slightly and met Xie Yunhua's gaze. The former nodded gently with a smile.

Three days later, the new issue of Women's Weekly in Beijing published this matter.

This made the people in the city angry and crusade, and many talented women wrote poems to ridicule him.

Next to the canal in the south of the city, the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes was mixed with curses.

"Hey, I just can't figure it out."

"She can come out on her own, why doesn't she run away?"

A strong man squatted next to him, rinsing a light-colored pleated skirt in the water.

He replied without looking back: "Money and power are all about the same thing."

"My wife is better, she has good hands."

"He was also chosen by the Queen to teach people how to knit sweaters, hehehe..."

The person who spoke at first rolled his eyes and muttered, "Who asked you this?"

But if you look around, you can see that more than half of the people washing clothes by the canal are men.

Damn, who told them to be clumsy and unable to learn how to knit a sweater?

Coupled with the cold winter months, all shops are preparing to close.

I went out to look for work, but I couldn't find any.

Therefore, they do not have to do all the laundry and cooking at home.

Someone complained: "When will the Marquis of Jiangling get some? We men can do the work too."

"We've called all the women. I want to drink tea or something, but I still have to do it myself!"

"Why is there no more? That steam locomotive needs a lot of surveying talents, can you do it?"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Amid everyone's laughter, a man finally finished washing the family's clothes.

He stood up with the bucket, only to feel that his waist was so sore that it no longer belonged to him.

"Ouch, my waist."

But considering that his wife had to do this every day in the past, how could he have the face to complain.

It’s better to go home quickly and dry the clothes so that you can have something hot to eat when your wife comes back!

In the east of the city, the motorcade of the Ministry of Rites to welcome the young prince of Goryeo also set off today.

Looking at the gray sky, I recalled what Qin Tianjian said:

"Today is sure to be a nice day and a good day to hit the road."

The corner of Tan Li's mouth twitched, but he still gave the order, let's go!

Xie Zhuqing and several officials from the Department of Ceremonies were crowded in a carriage.

And he still holds a book in his hand. He still has a lot to learn about etiquette.

Fortunately, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and the carriages and horses are slow, so he can just learn more.

Seeing this, Lu Peiran was not willing to be outdone. Following Xie Zhuqing's example, I also started reading.

After just a moment of watching, he felt dizzy, motion sick and felt like vomiting.

......

The closer to the end of the year, the busier the Ministry of War becomes.

After all, during the seal period, security must be in place in order to allow the people to celebrate the New Year happily.

Even the fish-touching immortals from the Arsenal Department were captured by Xie Yuheng and sent to help everywhere.

The fisherman was reluctant at first. If you can catch fish, who would be involved in life and death?

The most important thing is that there is no extra salary!

But... fisherman, swallow the saliva in your mouth.

I thought I could eat a piece of watermelon after I went to the office.

The first place winner at the end of the month can take one home!

In the coldest month of winter, watermelons are so rare that you can just sell them if you don’t want to eat them!

roll! If you can't roll to death, roll to death!

As for the leaders of the fish-touching immortals...

In the Ordnance Supervision, with Chu Heng, Si Yuandao, Chu Zhen and others, we were watching the progress of the three-bow bed crossbow.

The progress of the three-bow bed crossbow...so far only a frame has been built.

It was bare and had nothing on it.

Instead, they made a few small samples. Chu Heng and Si Yuandao couldn't put it down, holding them and looking at them carefully.

Xie Yuheng walked to Chu Zhen and handed her a cup of tea.

"Thank you!"

Chu Zhen took it with both hands and couldn't help but admire in her heart, this little guy is growing up really fast.

When they first met, they were just a little bit older, but now they are able to stand in court wearing official robes.

Xie Yuheng raised his eyes to the sky and praised unintentionally: "Your Highness, you are truly a hero among women."

"He was able to lead his men alone and destroy a small Xiongnu tribe."

Chu Zhen smiled brightly and said cheerfully: "It's just about two hundred people gathered in one place."

"It's just a small fight, not really a small tribe."

"I think back then, if I were a little older, my uncle and my royal brother would lead people to conquer the world."

Chu Zhen said, looking at Chu Heng with admiration.

Chu Heng replied without raising his head: "In his position, he plans his political affairs."

"You have been raised under the concubine's knees since you were a child. You have learned the Four Books and Five Classics, and you have learned embroidery and tranquility."

Chu Heng didn't say much, but all the smart people present understood.

Chu Heng was posthumously named the late Emperor by the old Huai King.

Teaching the wise king's strategies since childhood has led to today's results.

There is a cause first, then there is an effect.

Rather, I am the Son of Heaven and my destiny!

As the saying goes, a wise king must have loyal and virtuous ministers.

Chu Zhen looked at Xie Yuheng and saw the young man staring down at the tea, wondering what he was thinking.

Only when he is silent can he find a trace of age-appropriate aura on him.

Thinking of the ladies of Xie's Academy in Jiangling, a trace of struggle flashed in Chu Zhen's eyes.

My uncle is already in control of the military. If she takes control of the army again...

The Ji family must be roasted on the fire.