When Jia Ping'an returned home, he still remembered Qingyi.

This woman is a bit weird!

"Husband!"

The two wives did it last night and are here to apologize.

But apology is useful, what should I do if I need a gun?

Jia Ping'an said coldly: "I want to sleep."

"I'm here to sleep."

"I'll serve you in bed!"

Two women scrambled to serve in bed, which was a rare grand occasion.

An afternoon passed.

The two children who had been playing crazy outside for a long time were taken back and were sleeping unconscious.

Jia Ping'an was talking to Di Renjie in the front yard about the possibility of conquering Liaodong, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

But his legs were trembling.

Damn, the two women almost made him unable to get out of bed.

Mr. Li’s prescription should keep pace with the times.

The next day, Jia Ping'an met a happy Uncle Li.

"Uncle Li, but I want the money?"

Look, I don’t wear Taoist robes anymore, and I probably got a lot of them.

"Just come back for some."

Li Chunfeng's tone was very tight.

"Hey! I forgot one thing, Mr. Li, do you think there is any fortune teller? No, is there any such a powerful master?"

After yesterday, Jia Ping'an had been thinking about this matter, worried that the woman was a monster.

"Master Master?" Li Chunfeng stroked his beard and said lightly: "Are you there."

Yes?

Uncle Li, what you said is wrong!

If there is, there is, if there is no, there is nothing.

Li Chunfeng probably felt that this was not sure enough, which would damage his image as a master, so he coughed dryly and shivered in the morning breeze, "Xiao Jia! The world is so big, everything is strange. A few years ago, I met a prime minister in Zhongnan Mountain, and I could see through my background at a glance."

this……

It's so scary!

Master Jia couldn't help but tremble.

"May a woman be a photographer?"

That Qingyi is probably a liar!

Jia Ping'an comforted himself like this.

“Why can’t it be done?”

Li Chunfeng said in surprise: "A woman can do it naturally, it's just spiritual awareness."

Spiritual Awareness...

Li Chunfeng has been talking about a lot, but nothing is useful.

Perhaps it was because he saw Jia Ping'an being fooled by him that when he arrived in front of the imperial city, he said earnestly: "Practicing Taoism will ruin your life. Xiao Jia, don't do any dual cultivation. Whoever fools you to do dual cultivation will kill whoever you want."

"Uncle Li, you have changed. You used to be so fairy-like, but now you are so merciless!"

Jia Ping'an was very sad and angry.

"Boy is cunning!"

Li Chunfeng gave him an eye dart.

When he entered the palace today, Jia Ping'an found that his sister was actually feeling a little more emotional.

It seems a little excited.

"Here is peace?"

The couple had a clear division of labor. The emperor went to court and Wu Mei analyzed the memorials.

One is exhausting, the other is exhausting.

"yes!"

The hall was filled with clouds and mist, and the incense fog was sprayed everywhere from the incense burner.

"By the way, you'll come later."

Jia Ping'an didn't care about this and followed Shao Peng to the back.

"See sir."

Li Hong stood up.

The boy's face was full of energy.

The spirited guy is different.

The sweeping monk next to him was also in good spirits, and he looked at himself full of concentration, as if every word Jia Ping'an said would be recorded by him.

Next to him was an eunuch. He didn't say a word, but just focused on recording.

"Attend class."

Jia Ping'an's lesson has the final say in the scope of practical application.

"…Mathematics are everywhere, and whether it is governing the country or the family, they are inseparable from mathematics."

The eunuch lowered his head to record and didn't say anything at all.

"Sir, can we calculate the distance between the stars in the sky?" Li Hong raised his hand and asked, looking eager to learn.

"Of course there is." Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "But it's useless to tell you right now."

Children can fantasize, but they cannot dream of it.

After sending out the curious baby Li Hong, Jia Ping'an gave a last lesson.

"This class is about a simple distance measurement method, stretching out your right hand and giving a thumbs up..."

A simple distance measurement method of an artillery made both the prince and Hammie suddenly realize.

"Okay, you can take the distance measurement privately in the future. The more times you test, the more proficient you will be."

Jia Ping'an was very busy and hurried to the queen's place.

There were already two more people in the hall. A man with a long beard and fairy-like figure slowly looked at Jia Ping'an, then lowered his eyes.

another……

"Qingyi?"

Qingyi bowed, "Wei Qingyi has met Marquis Wuyang."

As she said that, she looked at the man in her forties with a little guilty conscience.

What does this mean?

No, this is not guilty, but the meaning of regret that one cannot be made.

Who is Jia Ping'an? He smiled, "Sister."

The man glanced at Jia Ping'an.

"I am Fan Ying."

Are you thinking about smoking addiction or what does it mean?

Jia Ping'an found this situation very interesting.

Wu Mei said with great interest: "I didn't expect you to know each other..."

"Sister, I don't know this person!"

Jia Ping'an smelled some familiar smell on Fan Ying's body, the smell of the old military doctor on the telephone pole.

Isn’t that the old liars in their previous lives like this?

and……

Didn’t you say you didn’t have a last name?

Wei Qingyi bowed his hands and said nothing.
To be continued...