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Zhao Yuanxi on the side also nodded silently.

She was also surprised and puzzled, where did her sister get these things from.

Xiaofu was in Zhao Yuanle's arms, blinking his eyes, completely unable to understand the conversation between the two sides.

Lin Yin couldn't help asking: "Little sister, are you engaged? If you haven't engaged yet, my family has a younger brother who should be a few years older than you, and he's not too bad..."

Zhao Yuanle sighed.

"Forget it, I won't marry."

Lin Yin's eyes flashed.

"Don't marry? It's because you think women don't have to marry, right? Why do you have to marry a man? Why do women have to be disadvantaged, right?

Do you also feel that now is a new era, women should resist the traditional three obediences and four virtues, and should stand up and fight for their own rights. "

Zhao Yuanle: "Where are there so many complicated relationships.

Could it be that the women before were so stupid that they didn't want to make decisions for themselves because it wasn't a new era?

Don't you want to?

Western women used to not be able to go to school or vote, but later they won more power because they were able to create more value and have greater ability to master it. "

Lin Yin let out an oh, and opened her mouth to say something else.

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly stopped.

"Okay, don't ask me these questions, and I don't want to say anything to you anymore. I have other things to do today."

Lin Yin: "What's the matter? Are you looking for our editor-in-chief Chen?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I said no."

Lin Yin: "Why are you looking for Mrs. Xi?"

Zhao Yuanle: "The pigs I raise are ready to go out of the pen. Mrs. Xi wanted them before, so I'll ask her how many pigs she wants."

Lin Yin: "..."

Such words, coming out of the same mouth, made her feel very uncomfortable.

They are here to sell pigs...

The man who was eavesdropping over there broke the tip of the pencil in his hand with a click.

After being silent for a while, Lin Yin couldn't help but said: "Looking at you, you think our newspaper office is just a joke, and what we do is useless, right?"

Zhao Yuanle: "As I said before, it is because of this need that there are so many new ideas. Since you have such ideas and are able to do such things, it proves that there is this need.

I just think that with a clearer understanding, you can write something more practical.

Of course, no one can do everything well at the beginning, and it is normal to take some detours when exploring. "

Lin Yin didn't speak any more, she chuckled lightly.

"I didn't expect that I, a female college student, can't compare to you, a farm girl who grew up in a small county town."

Zhao Yuanle also chuckled lightly.

"It's not easy to judge ability by birth, if you have this kind of thinking, it means that you have a different perspective from ordinary people like me at the beginning.

From this point of view, you are only talking about being for the people, and you have not really jumped out of your class to think for other people. "

Lin Yin's complexion changed slightly, as if he wanted to refute, but after a little reflection, he remained silent.

Zhao Yuanle hugged Xiaofu and looked across the street.

She just wanted to ask Mrs. Xi about selling pigs earlier.

Across the wall, in the bookstore, Ming Hongyan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Chen Moying beside him.

"It seems that she doesn't have great expectations for your newspaper."

Chen Moying smiled lightly.

"I didn't have much expectation for this, but I just wanted to do it. Someone paid for it, and while there is still time, I will try it."

Ming Hongyan shook his head.

"There is no need to be so pessimistic. As far as the current situation is concerned, these issues of newspapers,

A lot of people watched it, and it achieved your desired effect, didn’t it?

There are also quite a few people who think that the story in your newspaper is very good. "

Hearing these words, Chen Moying couldn't help but glance at Ming Hongyan.

"Oh? Didn't the prince say that the person who polished up this story is really unskilled and unreasonable everywhere, so it can only be seen as a pastime."

Ming Hongyan's face froze slightly.

He still opened his mouth to explain.

"Mainly, I see it from a different angle. Those who have never been on the battlefield will not think so much."

Chen Moying showed a polite smirk, turned around and entered the bookstore.

Ming Hongyan slightly tilted his head and looked over. ???.biqupai.

"stay home?"

Chen Moying shook her head, and her clothes shook.

"My mother should be here soon. If she sees the two of us meeting, she will be troubled when we go home. Besides, my mother is too eager to embarrass her."

Ming Hongyan did not quite agree with this statement.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, with a rare hint of curiosity in his tone.

"Don't you really mean that? Could it be Lingci's wishful thinking?"

Chen Moying didn't nod or shake her head.

He couldn't help reaching out and touching his heart.

"If there is a possibility of death at any time, what an irresponsible person, thinking about marrying a wife and having children, and passing this on to the next generation."

Ming Hongyan sighed with regret.

"Pity…"

If the person in front of him is free from disease, then he can have a very suitable helper.

With regretful eyes, Ming Hongyan's eyes fell on Zhao Yuanle again.

No matter what, he felt that it was a shame for this man to raise pigs in the countryside.

At this moment, with the sound of a galloping carriage and a gust of wind, Mrs. Xi lifted the curtain by herself and smiled at Zhao Yuanle over there.

Zhao Yuanle put Xiaofu down, and walked forward with Zhao Yuanxi to meet Mrs. Xi.

After Mrs. Xi came down, she took Zhao Yuanle's hand affectionately.

"Oh, you are really capable. You have raised so many pigs by yourself, and they are so good. I heard that you took a long trip to Rongcheng?

Is there any acclimatization on the road?Do you have spirit along the way? "

Zhao Yuanle: "Of course it's gone, there's no acclimatization at all, and a lot of things have been brought back."

Mrs. Xi's eyes of admiration almost overflowed.

She couldn't help patting Zhao Yuanle's hand lightly.

"Okay, okay, you're in good health."

Such a good body, it would be great if half of it was given to my son.

Zhao Yuanle smiled awkwardly at Mrs. Xi's inexplicably eager gaze.

Mrs. Xi glanced at the maid serving beside her, who immediately understood, and looked at the bookstore next to her.

"Hurry up and get out of the house, Madam and Miss Zhao's family want to talk."

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said: "No need, in fact, it's just to ask. You can bring a letter, you don't need to come in person at all."

Mrs. Xi let out an ooh.

"How can I do that? I'm sure I'll tell you in person. Don't worry. I'll ask for as many as you have. It's just been a long time since I haven't seen you. Let's sit down and have a cup of tea and talk.

Come on, it won't be long. "

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"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

Correct

this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

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Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

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