Master of Unlimited Luck

Suddenly, the atmosphere stagnated.

All the discussions ceased.

Su Jing looked up...

The same couldn't help but a surprised look appeared on his face.

It turned out that just now, a girl in black clothes had already walked in from outside the door.

"His Royal Highnesses, I am Mo Mengsheng of the Mohist school. Starting today, I will introduce you to the essence of the Mohist doctrine."

A delicate girl in an ink-colored group shirt, her face pale, expressionless, her eyes calm, and she didn't even see much fluctuation in her voice. It sounded as if there were more machines than humans.

She said: "Yesterday, Master Yan’s March teaching has been completed. Today, it is my turn. This is the price for me to surrender to your Majesty. If you want to gain a foothold in Daqin, you must teach your Majesty for three months so that you Your Royal Highness understands the essence of our doctrines, and in the future, you can make a reference for your own practice!"

is her?

Su Jing had an impression of this woman. It seemed two or three years ago. Since then, every few days, he would see her walking out of the Xiuwen Hall, his eyes were sad and his face was haggard.

The Xiuwen Hall is not only a place for the princes and princesses to learn, but also a place for storing theories of the princes.

These people must keep all the essence of their own doctrine here.

Is she copying the teachings of the Mohist school?

It’s just that even if the master is like saying, it’s just taking two or three hours a day to copy, anyway, the Emperor Qin will not be too forced on time, and just like this girl, one copy will be sleepless days. ...It's rare.

Thinking about...

I heard the discussion, but in the voice, there was a deep contempt.

"What, this woman? Cut... It seems that I won't use it tomorrow."

"No? The father will be punished if he doesn't come. The old man said very bluntly, don't waste his son. As the prince of Qin, he must be first-rate... Do you dare to come, believe Don’t believe that your father asked you to move to Shishan to live with Chu Nan?"

"The big deal is that I will come here, not come to the Xiuwenguan, go to hide, there are cheats everywhere, anyway, I don't like any bullshit Mohist theory, and I have no interest in being taught by this woman."

"At least this woman can grow up."

"How can it be long? The most important thing in my account is the beauty. Changing one a day is not a problem, but this kind of woman... I heard that the Mo family was destroyed by his father, and everyone went to death generously. I can’t help admiring and admiring, but as a saint of the Mo family, this woman was alive and took the initiative to take refuge in my Qin family. The emperor couldn't bear the doctrine of the family and martial arts withered, and killed her long ago!"

Everyone talked a lot, and between the talks, there was a lot of contempt for this woman.

The woman ignored her, but her face became paler when she heard the discussion below.

She closed her eyes and was silent for a moment. She didn't care about these whispered comments at all. She opened her mouth and said, "My Mohist theory is different from Confucianism. It's just the opposite. It's the exact opposite..."

No one listened to her, everyone just dared to talk in a low voice. After all, this was a task assigned by their father and the emperor could not be ignored.

But suddenly, her voice was directly interrupted. Someone shouted in this Xiuwen Hall, "Get out of here!"

Mo Mengsheng stagnated, a look of helplessness appeared on that indifferent face, and then quickly disappeared.

Qin Hai stood up and pointed at Mo Mengsheng and cursed: "You humble person, you still have the face to teach me to wait? The Mo family has been destroyed, and you are the only one left. What kind of face do you have? In this world? If I were you, I would have had my ambition to die early, and even a face appeared in front of us. Who gave you the face?"

Mo Mengsheng obviously recognized Qin Hai, knew that this was a person who was also quite identifiable among the princes, so he ignored his words at the moment.

And beside him, the oldest young man stood up and said sternly: "Brother Hai, how can you be so rude to your husband? My father ordered me to learn more about all the scholars. These three Within a month, Mr. Mo will be the gentleman I am waiting for. You must hold the most basic respect!"

As for Su Jing, a meaningful expression appeared on his face. These words...if they were meaningful.

Chapter 28 I'm Sorry I Slipped My Hand

Mo Mengsheng expressionlessly said, "In fact, I don't want my Mohist theory to be taught by you. Second Your Highness, if you are dissatisfied with me, you can do your best to advise your Majesty. I am grateful to your Highness for saving him from the responsibility of March."

"Thanks? How can you thank me? Is it because you want to serve me in my account?"

Qin Hai sneered: "Unfortunately, I am so greedy for life and fear of death for you, a woman who lives in the world like a slime, and has no interest at all. If you still have a little bit of etiquette and shame, you will die early, as your brother Sisters reunite underground together, so we don’t have to dirty our eyes."

"Brother Hai!!!"

The young man showed anger and shouted: "Can't you hear me?"

Qin Hai looked at the man with the color on his face. He didn't see any respect, and said: "Brother emperor, the courtier is just expressing his own thoughts. Seeing this bitch, I remembered Someone who has been disgusting with us for a long time, these two people are really the same annoying, the minister is the most outspoken, and he can't see this kind of greedy and fearful person, so he unconsciously said a few words of abuse, if offended I hope Brother Emperor will forgive me."

If he was only talking about Sang and Huai before, Qin Hai was not the kind of person who was good at forbearing, and he soon burned the flames of war on Su Jing.

Qin Qiong's eyebrows were erected, and the originally delicate face suddenly showed a bit of sorrow, just thinking of getting up.

But only heard a sharp wind in the airy Xiuwen Hall.

A black shadow hit Qin Hai directly...

"Bold!"

Qin Hai is different from Su Jing. He has been practicing the "Qingyan God Fire Art" handed down by his mother since he was a child. To the realm of refining...

This dark shadow naturally can't help him.

Turning around and grabbing his hand, he directly grabbed the dark shadow in his hand.

Then, a lot of black ink was poured over his face.

At this time, everyone could see clearly that it turned out to be an inkstone that smashed past!

At this time, even though the inkwell was caught by Qin Hai, the ink inside flew up under the influence of inertia. How could the ink stop?All of it was poured on Qin Hai's face immediately, and the black ink dripped down his hair onto the clothes, and then dripped on the ground.

The whole person directly became Mo people.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Looking at the initiator Su Jing in shock...

Even Qin Qiong was stunned. His elder brother had always been unable to get along with Qin Hai, but even if Qin Hai provoked, he had always passively endured it and responded with silence. Why today, Qin Hai has just ridiculed him. After a few sentences, my brother actually went into trouble directly?

And Su Jing looked at his hand in shock, then turned to look at Qin Hai who was at least ten meters away from him, and said innocently, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

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How do you slip your hand to make the inkstone on your table slip onto Qin Hai, who is more than ten meters away?

Everyone was speechless.

"Pump..."

Suddenly, in the quiet hall, a crisp laughter rang.