The First Chaos In History

He spit on the ground and said, "Bah, let me stop exploiting Laozi and Laozi.

Liu Laoliu chuckled and said, "You hate me now, and there will be a time when you call cheap-Kangxi will come in a few days and get ready for reception work."

I wondered: "Why isn't it Nurhachi?" Because in the past 4 years, most of them are the founding monarchs of the country. Although Li Shimin is not the great ancestor, he basically worked **** the foundation of Datang. Not to mention Genghis Khan, there is no such old man. There is no Kublai Khan.

Liu Laoliu said: "Don't you realize that I always strive to give you the best? The national power in Kangxi was much stronger."

"What kind of medicine do you sell in the eighth gourd?"

Liu Laoliu said with a sullen face: "You have less and less respect for your superiors."

I said: "It's cheaper for you, you are still a generation older without the word "egg"."

Liu Laoliu said angrily: "I'm leaving!"

I dragged him and said: "Pay the money! You owe me thousands of dollars."

Liu Laoliu immediately showed a pitiful look, and said with a smile: "What can I say to my brothers? It's a big deal next time I will give you two more emperors."

I yelled, "Shit! I'm the least rare person is the emperor!" The 4 boss on the table immediately looked to me with a ugly expression...

Liu Laoliu begged: "Well then, I will send you the four beauties when Baozi is pregnant."

I thought about it and said flatly: "No!"

Let's count the four beauties. First of all, Diao Chan can't hook up. In other words, she is also Er Fat's wife in his previous life. A friend’s wife can’t be played with; Wang Zhaojun, in a sense, she is a heroine who has contributed to national peace; Xi Shi, this is the worst, I heard that she finally ran away with Fan Li, the richest man at the time, such a woman did not Can the famous car villa be honest with you? Finally, there is Yang Yuhuan. Not to mention the beauty of fat in Tang Dynasty, Yang MM's armpits smell of cumin...

Liu Laoliu probably used the mind-reading technique on me, and immediately changed his words: "Then I will give you Su Daji praise to Zhao Feiyan. Those are all hooks, hehe."

This time I waved my hand without thinking, "Then you go, there is no need to pay back the money."

Liu Laoliu: "..."

After the old liar left, I called Wang Yin and asked him to pick us up in the school bus. I don’t know if I can’t sit in a taxi. This is more formal. How can the emperor go out to hire a car?

I went back to my seat and chatted with your majesty for a while, although these were all of the emperor level. But they are basically self-made elites, and now they have changed their environment, so they don't take prestige, they are all very talkative. Li Shimin is quick-witted and generous, and he is left-handed (please refer to the official history for the true history, if there is such a point). Zhao Kuangyin was relatively silent. But often in one sentence. Only through small talk did I know that Lao Zhao was actually not from grassroots. His father is a middle-class man, and his authority is not small. Genghis Khan is cheerful and outgoing, but he is not completely indifferent. He is like a big brother who can rely on. Only Zhu Yuanzhang is a little bit of a foreword and does not follow the words. Looking at me constantly, I asked with concern: "Why do Ba Ba brothers have sores too?"

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated and said, "Well, let me ask, did my Ming Dynasty continue to survive?"

It turned out to be worried about this. The few people here are all generations after generation. Although the other 3 know that their own country has been lost in the hands of their children and grandchildren, their hearts are also relieved. Only Zhu Yuanzhang came here for the first time. Seeing no one picked him up, I thought that His Ming Dynasty is Tietong Evergreen. In fact, if I didn't maintain it, I didn't know how to watch it. There was no **** in the word "factory".

In order not to hurt Lao Zhu's heart, I euphemistically said: "A few days later, there will be a land called Kangxi. You can ask him about these things, but you have to learn from those three, so don't be annoyed."

Zhu Yuanzhang's complexion changed, and finally he sighed: "It seems that my Daming has not been saved, hey, why is there no foundation for thousands of years?"

Li Shimin smiled and said: "People call our emperor long live, and the people on this table add up to 40,000 years old. In fact, if you really want to live so long, it doesn't necessarily have any fun."

I added: "Add me forty-nine thousand years old-I'm still the king of the Han Dynasty."

Then the four emperors (Genghis Khan is barely one) began to sigh with emotion, saying that when the emperor is so tired and how to worry, there is no difference between chatting with four executives.

After a while, Wang Yin drove up and I introduced him. Wang Yin only nodded to Genghis Khan. It seems that he is not interested in the emperor. It is no wonder that Fang La and his group were rebels in their entire lives. From this point of view, Wang Yin and Zhao Kuangyin are still a bit too small.

In the car, Wang Yin said to me: "Big Brother Xiang Yu Xiang went back to school in the middle of the night yesterday, and then put the car down and got on the horse and went away."

I hurriedly asked: "Did he say anything?"

"No, I borrowed some money from us and left, saying that I left you a note in the car." Wang Yin said and gave me the car key.

"He didn't say what to do?"

"no."

Xiang Yu didn't go home after sending Zhang Bing last night, so why did he ride the rabbit?

Li Shimin patted me on the back and said, "Is Xiang Yu the Xiang Yu from the Overlord of Western Chu?"

I said, "Yes, that's it."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with emotion: "So far I have thought about Xiang Yu and refused to cross Jiangdong. At the beginning, I only said that the king of Chu had a narrow mind. If you fail, why not make a comeback. Now it seems that this is not a wise move. Life is too short. After decades of life, it’s all empty.” As expected of a monk, Zhu Yuanzhang is full of philosophical debates when he is reborn as a man.

Li Shimin replied: "So far, thinking about Xiang Yu, but refusing to cross Jiangdong? Who wrote this, it's a bit of a spirit."

Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to Zhao Kuangyin and said: "It seems that it is the old Zhao and the others who are talking about it. Brother, I am really not very good in poetry."

Wang Yin said as he drove, "Li Qingzhao said, this person is still a woman, and there are two more sentences in front."

Li Shimin excitedly said: "Oh, how do you write the other two sentences?"

Wang Yin: "...forgot."

Li Shimin looked at me with inquisitive eyes, and I scratched my head and said, "Is there a saying, "I have a bowl with a big scar on my head"? Hey. Let the emperor disappointed, you can't make this prime minister academic."

Li Shimin sighed and said, "After a while, you can find me some books for me to read."

I said: "I don't know what the emperor wants to read. Since the Tang Dynasty, the new books are not old and young. "Jin Ping Mei" and "Rat Fu Tuan" are written very well. There is also a book where you are the second male number. —The character second only to the protagonist."

Li Shimin suddenly became curious: "Oh, which book is it?"

""Journey to the West", people who talk about Tang Seng taking the scriptures often mention you. Isn't Tang Seng your imperial brother?"

"This Tang monk is..." Li Shimin wondered.

Wang Yin is worthy of staying in school every day, interjecting: "It's Xuanzang."

Li Shimin suddenly said, "Hehe, that monk, when did he become my imperial brother?"

There is no way to go into this. Because Wu Chengen's writing is different from ours, most of his writing is fabricated.

When I arrived at the school, I couldn't get enough masters at this point, so I had to call the customers who could be found to the lecture hall for a small welcome party. These customers now have a seminar every Friday, and a welcome meeting when newcomers come, they have long been entangled with each other, and the previous novelties are gone. In fact, every meeting is a good time for them to spat and chat.

But this time, after all, they were all P characters, which caused quite a stir in the venue. I announced two rules. First. You can find a photo signed by your own dynasty or your favorite emperor. Second, those who were ruled in a certain dynasty were not allowed to take the founding emperor out of anger. This is mainly for the good guys, but the result is completely redundant. The bandits now have a horrible life. As one of the first customers, they fully understand that living is the essence of enjoying, and they are very detached.

What I didn’t expect was that the 300 soldiers were very indifferent when they met Zhao Kuangyin. I thought that even if they didn’t prostrate themselves, they would at least look at the founder of the country in a different light. Now it seems that they are really only loyal to Yue Fei. That’s not to say. So Song Gaozong should be suspicious of Yue Fei, 300 loyal to Yue Fei, because Yue Fei loyal to this country, this is not a means of leadership, it is personality charm.

After the routine welcoming ceremony, a group of artists gathered in front of Li Shimin, not for flattery, but for a lot of artistic level things that the emperor of the early Tang dynasty needed to explain from the perspective of a high-rise building, and Li Shimin also said "I still think about Xiang Yu." The poem emphatically consulted Zhang Zeduan, and Wang Xizhi and the two genius doctors did not know anyone, so they simply got together to chat.

Although the heroes were born before Genghis Khan and took advantage of the first place, they knew that this was a hero on the grassland, and despite the suspicion of destroying the country, they dragged the old man to drink.

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhu Yuanzhang were naturally not idle either. They found speculative chat friends, and they could see that they were still a little uncomfortable with this environment. They met hundreds of people and didn’t have a kowtow, but they heard about Qin Shihuang. Going to his tomb, Liu Bang was doing a small business with a fake seller, and his mentality was balanced.

Fortunately, Wu Sangui is not there, otherwise I don’t know if he can deal with Zhu Yuanzhang, and Kangxi will be coming in a few days. This will show that the drawbacks of being a traitor are coming. With Li Zicheng, no one has ever dealt with him. Someone who can get along with him, at this point, he seems to be worse than Qin Hui.

Seeing that nothing happened for the time being, Xiuxiu and the others would help take care of the specific life, so I went to find my car as Wang Yin said. I was curious about what note Xiang Yu left me.

When I opened the car door, I saw a folded paper on the steering wheel. I opened it and saw that there were only a few big characters on it: I went to find Yu Ji, and she was in my heart.

In an instant, I was like being topped with cold water, looking for Yu Ji, where to look?

I suddenly remembered last night that He Tiandou was going to tell Xiang Yu the time when Yu Ji was reborn, but Xiang Yu stopped him and said that he knew that I thought there was something mysterious in it. Now that I want to come, he is basically afraid He Tiandou said it and extinguished his last hope. Now he is riding a horse, not knowing where he is. He also said that Yu Ji was too poetic in his heart, and he was going to commit suicide!

I also remembered that he was holding Zhang Bing, who was seen through, with strange relief on his face. It was because he was not happy with Zhang Bing. The conflict between reality and ideals made him very contradictory. When Zhang Bing was exposed, he would be worried. Ji is alive again, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com became the perfect incarnation of the one he loved and couldn't ask for again, and the overlord's heart came alive.

Now, I can only hope that Xiang Yu, who ran away, just wants to relax in depression, maybe he will go back to the old Gai to remember and come back, or maybe, I will never see this bun’s ancestor again...

I was extremely depressed. At this time, I realized that my car’s windshield was scratched with several handprints. Because one of the wipers of my car was broken, half of the windshield was covered with mud, and the wet handprints went up. One press took all the mud down, and the effect was not obvious. As a result, the saboteur still pressed a few ink marks on my car body.

I was so angry that I yelled, "Which hapless kid did this?"

I was mad, and only listened to a person behind me concentrating: "This is done by the Mafia. Pressing the black handprint on your car means that they are going to attack you."

I looked back and found that it was Fei Sankou. His words reminded me that the Mafia seems to have such a habit, and I don't know if I learned it from Li Mochou.

I didn’t want to talk more about it. I took a closer look at the handprints on the car, and suddenly yelled to the sky, "Damn, there are still six fingers in the mafia—"