Moral Floor.

"I've met the Duke."

"Thank you for your hard work." Jia Ping'an rode his horse into the gate.

Jiang Rong took a deep breath and smiled and said, "It's even harder for the Duke."

Du He kept looking out at the door, and suddenly turned around, "The husband is back."

Doudou in the yard rushed out, turned around and waved, and shouted with a smile: "Come on Ah Fu!"

The uncle wants to sleep...

Ah Fu whimpered out.

"You have to be obedient."

The little girl rubbed the top of its head and muttered, "It was Aye who carried the coffin into battle, but where was the coffin? They said that if he was defeated, Aye would not come back. Afu, do you want Aye?"

"Yeah!"

Ah Fu ran away when he ran away.

Jia Ping'an in front of him dismounted and waited for it with a smile.

"Why, want to find a wife?"

Ah Fu rubbed his father almost knocked him down.

Jia Ping'an rubbed its head.

Huh!

The uncle is not the one who just takes heat.

Unlike humans who can get estrus anytime and anywhere, animals, especially pandas, are very difficult to get estrus. It only takes three to five days a year. After these days, I can't find a partner to mate. Even if this year is over, we will be able to regain our energy and come back next year.

"Aye!"

My daughter looks very energetic.

"What?"

Jia Ping'an looked at her with a smile.

Doudou asked, "Aye, they said you carried the coffin into battle? Where is the coffin?"

Jia Ping'an: "..."

After entering the house, Di Renjie and Wang Bo were waiting.

"It was said that it was a great victory, but those people were angry and even said they wanted to take revenge on your children and grandchildren." Di Renjie looked at Yun Danfeng Qing.

Wang Bo felt that this person was a little heartless, "Those families have been passed down for hundreds of years, but if they don't do it well, they have to pass on for hundreds of years. Sir... I'm not saying a disheartening word, but I don't know if Jia Yu and the others can stand up..."

Jia Ping'an pretended that he didn't hear this.

But it's different when you go to the backyard.

"They said they wanted to take revenge on Dalang and the others?"

Wei Wushuang was a little panicked.

Jia Ping'an sat on the side and looked at her.

What about your aloofness?

What about your disdain?

Su He didn't care, "At worst, let the children live elsewhere, just don't live in Chang'an."

Wei Wushuang said angrily: "The hands of those gentry can reach anywhere you know. Once they are hated by them, it will be useless to hide from them."

"Why hide?"

Jia Ping'an felt that this woman had some clues.

Wei Wushuang was surprised, "Husband..."

Jia Ping'an said: "Why aren't they hiding?"

...

"We're defeated!"

Wang Shun leaned weakly against the wall. On the table in front of him, a cup of tea had already disappeared, and it was cold, just like his heart at this moment.

An old man was roaring, "So many people trust you and wait for you to take out all the cloths in their homes and let you wait for it. But what did you get? Jia Ping'an had already planned and led you in step by step."

Lu Shunzai said mutely: "He is a famous general!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, stamped his feet and cursed: "When someone said that the broom star was a famous general. Be careful what did you say? That arrogance! A bitch slave, what kind of famous general, will reveal his true form under the crushing of us. Now who is revealing his true form?"

Wang Shun gasped, feeling his chest hurt, as if he was torn, "It's... I underestimated the enemy."

The old man sighed, "The gentry is okay, but those families are hard to talk to. They do not have such a deep family background as we have, nor do they have such a deep family background as ours. This time, they have suffered heavy losses..."

Cui Jian nodded, "We waited for countless fields in our family, and these losses will come back sooner or later. Those families have less fields..."

Lu Shunzai said coldly: "That's because his family is incompetent."

The old man sighed: "Over the past few hundred years, our families have gathered countless fields and populations. After all, it is thanks to our ancestors. Without the reputation of our ancestors back then, how could we have a good life today?"

...

"Hurry up!"

Li Yuanying stood in front of the warehouse, looking impatient.

Groups of Tubo people entered the warehouse, and when they came out, carrying bundles of cloth, walked past him with a grunt.

Li Yuanying reached out to cover his nose and took a few steps back, and said to Yuchi Xunyu: "It's over there, go and ask."

Yuchi Xunyu said dissatisfiedly: "Why me?"

Li Yuanying looked at him sideways, "I have a bad heart. The gentleman said he should not be stimulated, and he should be less happy and sad. If the gentleman wins or loses, I will definitely be ecstatic or sad, and will be stimulated later. If the king falls, you will be in trouble... go."

Yuchi Xunyu muttered, "Why does this sound wrong?"

The fool of the Yuchi family!

After he left, Li Yuanying squatted down and simply sat on the ground.

"Damn it, Yeah, you should pretend to be the reserved of the royal family and not be able to sit down. Are you tired?"

An eunuch hurried over, "King Teng, we have to close the door in half an hour, maybe we have to finish it?"

“It’s hard to do things!”

Li Yuanying sighed, got up and touched a silver ingot and handed it over.

The eunuch smiled reservedly, "How bad is this?"

It’s easy to see the King of Hell, but it’s hard to deal with the little ghost!

Li Yuanying also had to be afraid of his mother in the palace.

The eunuch stretched out his hand...

"King Teng!"

Yuchi Xunyu's thunderous voice came, "I won! I won!"

Li Yuanying naturally took back the money.

Eunuch: "..."

Li Yuanying scolded: "Bitch Dog Slave, sir, win a lot. Let me ask sir to take action and kill you!"

...

In mathematics.

"Sir, win!"

Countless people slapped the table and cheered.

Zhao Yan stood on the podium and smiled and said, "This must be a battle to be famous in history."

Han Wei nodded, "That's right, but I hope history can write down all the actions of those gentry, rather than just writing good ones and not bad ones."

Zhao Yan felt it was difficult, "Those who write history dare not offend them."

Han Wei nodded, "Then let our people study history."

The Imperial College next door was a little restless at this moment.

"Big victory!"

Someone outside the classroom was shouting and scolding: "Great! You are a slut! Get out of here!"

The class started to stir, some people looked depressed and some were furious.

"Jia Ping'an must not die a good death!"
To be continued...