"Well, if I remember this matter, I will think of you if there is a suitable position." Xiao Shen is overjoyed that this new yamen is finally capable, but the loyalty of this child needs to be tested.

Yan Hong Hongji is also overjoyed. "Ah, Guo Xiang loves Hongji so much. If you dare, please be worshipped by my little nephew!"
Xiao Shen is busy helping ordinary people with empty hands. It is polite to do so, but Xiao Shen has his own strength to help people up although he has not met Yan Hong Hongji.
Yan Hong Hongji was surprised. "It turns out that Master Xiang is also a true fixer!"
Xiao Yan proudly said, "My dad has been practicing for more than half a month, and we young people can’t compare."
"It’s really not as good as I’ve been practicing for half a year, and I’ve eaten a lot of Dan medicine." Yan Hong Hongji worshipped thoroughly. No wonder people can be prime ministers. That’s hard power
Xiao Shen gave a hand. "When I was a child, I had some children’s skills. You two just came back to help my father run an errand."
"Dad, what did you say?" Yan Hong Hongji said.
Xiao Yan is one leng.
Xiao Shen was surprised.
Yan Hong Hongji was embarrassed and said, "Oh, how can you tell the truth? The younger generation is so admired. Seeing you is like seeing my father more than my father. If you don’t abandon your foundation, you will worship your adoptive father …"
With that, Hong Ji will kneel down again. This time, Xiao Shen will directly help people to get up, and the palm of his hand is strong.
"One of the major principles of the prime minister is not to form a party. The way to form a party in the former dynasty is to recognize the righteousness everywhere and never restore this bad habit of the former dynasty. When you and I are both practitioners of truth, we should just forget to make friends."
It’s a pity to be rejected by Xiao Shenwan. You have to rely on yourself like an adult if you can’t fight for your father.
Give the invitations and gifts to the two people and look at their backs. Xiao Shen can’t wait any longer. We have to arrange a marriage for the children as soon as possible.
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Huang gong Jin Lin yuan
Looking at Sun Qiaoer’s arms, the metal stick cloud fell out lightly and ignorant. "You really want to grind it into a needle with this pestle."
She doesn’t know? Haha, what a simple girl
Sun Qiaoer calmly picked it up. "What do you mean by grinding dumplings into needles without me?"
Yun Qing "Haven’t you heard of it? This is a story told by Emperor Hu Gai, who advised him to learn. It is said that in ancient times, a student named Xiaobai gave up school because he couldn’t read well. On his way to school, he met an old woman with an iron pestle to grind a needle. He was moved by the old woman’s perseverance, so he worked hard to read and eventually became a generation of scholars." This story encouraged him to learn when the reader was a king. It seems that he barely listened. "
Sun Qiaoer feels that she is barely able to read, but can you blame yourself? When I was a child, I didn’t encourage women to read. All the money at home was read to my brothers. She taught herself by picking up classes from her brothers.
She said sourly, "It seems that you read a lot and even know the stories of persuasion."
Yun Qing: "What have I read? There are a lot of paintings hanging in the Temple of Four Elephants. What are the four-year-old elephant poems with the emperor? What are they?"
Sun Qiaoer is even more sour. He has never been to the Temple of Four Elephants.
She lay down on the bed like a salted fish.
Cloud light wanted to think diplomatically about the topic of blood to recognize the main "Qiaoer, do you think this pestle of yours is the one in ancient times?"
"How can it not have been ground into embroidery needles by the old woman?" Sun Qiaoer replied with his back to the cloud.
Yun Qing "Xiao Bai saw the old woman grinding the needle but didn’t see the result. Maybe she didn’t continue grinding after her death. I think one end of your iron pestle is round, which is very similar to grinding the needle ~"
Chapter 192 Deer for a long time and owl three gods synchronization
Cloud light inference can be said to be very well founded.
Sun Qiaoer touched the round head of the iron pestle and felt a stir in her heart. Her legs clamped a little. She casually replied, "Yes, it is."
"Then this pestle is an antique. According to the emperor, it’s been at least hundreds of years, but it hasn’t rusted at all. I’m afraid it’s still a treasure."
Hear baby Sun Qiaoer shine at the moment turned over "really? Is it valuable? "
"It’s not a question of value." Yunqing learned to fool Hu Lu. "I’ve gained a lot of knowledge when I went out to the emperor this time. What I admire most is that ordinary people who have found the magic weapon of cultivating immortals can complete the class transition from ordinary people to those who cultivate the truth once by chance!"
"The magic weapon is a magic weapon. You said it was a magic weapon?"
"Oh, I just guessed that it was possible." Yunqing didn’t put the words to death.
"Then how can this thing prove that it is a magic weapon?" Sun Qiaoer ran directly to Yunqing bed and watched her.
"Blood to recognize the Lord." Cloud light said and went to bed. His goal has been achieved. It depends on how Sun Qiaoer chooses.
Back to his bed, Sun Qiaoer looked at his fingers, and she was afraid of pain.
She doesn’t even cut the pier in the imperial kitchen now, because she’s afraid of cutting her fingers and fingers.
Sun Qiaoer was hesitating when a door crashed. She was busy hiding the "baby" in the quilt cover, but no one came in. At least Sun Qiaoer didn’t see anyone.
But Yunqing saw it was Owl III and it was Owl III in clothes.