PDLP Chapter 118 Course Selection
Chapter 118 Course Selection
Yu Qiuer nodded and said seriously, "Yes, I saw in my aunt's notebook that generals all use spears."
She frowned and said worriedly, "I will definitely choose the medical course, but my aunt teaches farming... It's not that I don't support her, but I really don't want to farm!"
Yu Chun'er touched her head and smiled to comfort her, "It's okay, Auntie won't mind. Just choose the one you like, and in the end you will usually only study the one you are best at."
??She knew that no matter what courses they chose, her aunt would encourage them gently and firmly.
??She wrote down "medical care, research and development, intelligence" in her notebook, then thought for a moment and crossed out "intelligence" and wrote "farming" instead.
??Since I have chosen my uncle's class, I must take my aunt's class at the same time, so I have to treat them equally.
??Yu Qiuer wrote down the class time, and then wrote down "medical, business, assassination."
Yu Chun'er's eyes twitched as she caught a glimpse of the last course her sister chose. Don't think she didn't know that Qiu'er clearly saw that cousin Xue'er chose "Assassination".
Wang Xueer chose "assassination", "intelligence" and "medical", while Wang Binger chose "military", "medical" and "business". After all, who doesn't love money?
Among the Pan family's children, Pan Li and Wang Bing'er chose exactly the same courses, and Pan Lian also chose "research and development", "medical", and "military".
I must have taken the wrong medicine to go and help Ning Yuan fight the Tartars!
??I smiled slightly, tears welling up in the corners of my eyes.
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A woman wearing half a silver mask pushed the door open.
??The white cloak said, "Hmm," "You will be even less useful if you stay in the capital."
??That is the boss of Chengwei Escort Agency──Cheng Wei.
??Outside Chengwei Escort Agency are some single strong guys, all of them have weak martial arts skills. They will become successful sooner or later. I originally wanted to find a matchmaker for my nephew, but it seems that there is no destiny.
??The man in white cloak helped Qingyun up, and the two sat opposite each other behind the table.
??A person wearing a white cloak stood in the dark. The person was tall and slender and looked like a woman.
??The convoy left the escort agency in a mighty manner and headed northwest in a hurry.
It really pisses me off!
Walk through the bun shop and go outside, and you will see a big door after a while.
??A skinny boy rushed out of the house, cursing. He was holding an extremely small bag. "Hurry up! Hurry him up! Why did you rush him to death?"
But the eldest son was still muttering, "Master, swallow it! Swallow it slowly! If you swallow it, it will be bad!"
"City Lord Xiao."
??Guiyi ran over slowly and stuffed a pill into my mouth.
My tone was filled with anger. "You haven't done what he asked. What exactly does he want in exchange for letting your son go?"
??It’s obvious that the two brothers are suitable for assassination. When the time comes, we must teach them a lesson and try to keep them in the Anbu.
Xiao Shan thought about it and agreed, "City Lord Xiao, is he kidding? These are Tartars! Besides, Ningyuan is your city, why would you go to help?"
I added some tea to Bian Xiang's cup and poured myself another one. "Next, do you want to make a deal with Chen Qingzhi?"
Bian Xiangwan seemed to be certain that Xiao Shan would agree, and his tone was very casual.
??Outside Chengwei Escort Agency, the atmosphere was extremely tense.
"I knew that Chen Qingzhi was coming to visit, so I went out to welcome him." The woman bowed.
The strong man scratched his head with bad intentions, "How could I not have the courage? I am afraid I am tired of living."
Xiao Shan frowned and put down the teacup.
??I carefully picked up a stone lock weighing at least 100 kilograms and put it under the ox cart. I turned around and shouted outside, "Monkey! Monkey? Is it broken?"
??Qingzhou.
Bian Xiangwan raised the corners of his lips and sat opposite Bian Xiang, "Chen Qingzhi, please be patient, your son has not returned to the City Lord's Mansion yet."
For just a few banknotes, you wanted me to do such a strenuous and troublesome job. Then you used my son to blackmail me into letting so few refugees retreat from Yao City. I still have to settle that account. And now you asked me to fight the Tartars. Why didn't City Lord Xiao just let me fight the emperor directly?
??Back then, my senior brother accidentally made gunpowder while refining the elixir, which resulted in my junior brother having to pay me back. Everything is determined by fate!
The woman was probably in her early seventies, with a straight back, a white face and beard, a hint of white on her temples, downturned eyes, and a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
??I am also Pan Yingying’s master──Cheng Hai.
The atmosphere outside the pavilion gradually heated up. After a long while, the old man sighed, "Forget it. Everyone has his own destiny..."
??Xu Yuanzhi quietly moved away from that group of people. There was a lot of fighting and killing, but there were mostly grown-up kids. Humph!
"The Tartars will retreat from their attack on Ningyuan City two months ago. You hope that Chen Qingzhi can lend a helping hand by then."
??Guiyi covered his head and dared not say a word. He quietly lowered his presence and shrank to the side.
??“Just one more…just one more…hahahahahaha…”
??Qingyun: ...
??A long time ago, Qingyun suddenly vomited blood, but the expression on his face showed a bit of madness.
??Disrespecting the teacher and destroying the ancestors, disrespecting the teacher and destroying the ancestors!
??The man in white cloak walked out quickly from the darkness and punched Qingyun in the chest. The pill that choked me and left me half dead finally fell out of my stomach with a "gulp".
??Thinking of his senior brother, Qingyun sighed again. He also knew how this guy was doing now, whether he was dead or alive.
??Beijing city.
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Long Ba, who was posting the class schedule nearby, looked at the twins and nodded with satisfaction.
??The person who came to say hello chatted for a few more words, and at worst said, "Have a good trip, I won't have a chance to come back to visit," and then shook his head and left.
Pan Zhong and Pan Xiao chose "assassination", "intelligence" and "research and development" at the same time.
Yaocheng, West Street, Rongxiang Steamed Bun Shop.
Xiao Shan gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and closed his eyes. "He said."
??Getting off the red pony, Cheng Hai raised his hand. Although he tried his best to suppress it, a shrill voice still rang out, "Let's go."
?? Qingyun was choked by the pill as small as a longan and his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.
At this time, Xiao Shan was sitting outside a large, elegantly decorated house in the gambling house drinking tea.
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Bian Xiangwan took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, put them under the table, and pushed them behind Xiao Shan.
The bearded man grinned, "Yes, the boss said he wants to go and seek refuge with his relatives."
That is the least famous underground gambling house in Yaocheng - Ping An.
??An unfamiliar person passed by and noticed the commotion outside. He stepped back and said, "Are they moving?"
Qingyun drank two cups of tea before looking at the white cloak and saying, "Are you really planning to go to the northwest?"
Qingyun took a few deep breaths and suddenly slapped Guiyi on the head, "He's an idiot!"
??Qingyun sat cross-legged outside the pavilion. The stars in the sky were twinkling. My hands were calculating so quickly that I could almost see the afterimages.
??…
Open the door and go up the stairs, and you can hear the bustling noise.
??After loading the luggage into the car one by one, a short woman in white came out from the main house.
……
If I had a way to deal with that old guy, I would have kicked me away and taken control of Yaocheng.