Volume One, Chapter 28: Fifteen Days of Usage Rights

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After the completion of the new residence at Dongpo, the ten children from Chengjia'ao took the opportunity to linger and seek daily instruction from Su Dongpo. After spending considerable time with them, Su Dongpo realized that even for Cheng Xia, the most outstanding among them, his academic prowess amounted to little more than knowing a few extra characters. He concluded that the only way Cheng Xia could have passed the examination for tribute student was if Zhao Xing had manipulated things behind the scenes.

"Mother, you have already made two pairs of socks and a sleeping robe for Father. If you make another one now, will he even be able to wear them all?" Although Yun Xiangrong asked this, she secretly approved of Madam Meng's actions.

The chubby man gave two chuckles and consciously retreated to the back, but even that wasn't enough; many adults had crowded around, and with the chubby man’s bulk blocking the way, he was still casting a shadow. In a fit of pique, he simply stood behind Wu Kun.

Shen Zhongqing was left between laughter and tears. You have imperial guards acting as your housekeepers and bodyguards—do you really expect them to behave like docile cats?

However, Xuehua's Heart-Luvdisc was no simple creature. At this moment, a faint, colorful radiance appeared around the Heart-Luvdisc; this was the effect created by the liquid aura. Under the rainbow glow, the Heart-Luvdisc appeared even more adorable.

"Are you very familiar with Long Nu?" Yi Shui asked Wuyue. Since the number of badges one held could be hidden, some people would show them off while others wouldn't. Long Nu was the latter type. Yi Shui had not seen Long Nu’s badge count, but Wuyue knew it, which prompted Yi Shui’s question.

After hanging up with Bai Su, Sun Buzhou immediately let out a loud whistle, spun around three times on the spot, and then lunged toward his makeshift bed, frantically tidying it up.

After finishing their meal, Li Guanguan dragged Li Cha back home to check if the smell had dissipated; if it had, she wanted to move back from the hotel immediately.

Strings of unripe grapes, as emerald green as young scallions, hung from the vines, stained into pearls by the half-moon.

Ma Zhong’s gaze fell upon the blade tightly gripped in the assassin's hand. The tip of the blade trembled slightly, clearly indicating that the man’s state of mind was far from calm.

Li Cha was taken aback by these words. Ever since he had lured Jiaxiang away from the Buddhist path—no, that is to say, ever since Jiaxiang himself chose to stop being a monk—the three masters, Daoxin and the others, had almost never come to the Qingyi Tower again, leaving only Jiaxiang as a permanent resident.

Ugh... it seems this fellow Du Wei has truly learned a thing or two from the behavior of protagonists, deliberately showing off a few lines of ancient poetry. Who knows if those foreigners in this Western world can even understand them?

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However, since the troops crossing the river were not the Eastern Route Army he had imagined, Sun Quan dismissed his superfluous thoughts.

Lin Xiu raised his eyes to look at Elder Lin, who was not far ahead, and spoke in a flat tone.

After contemplating for a moment, he picked a few Starlight Grasses with the darkest colors and placed them in front of him. He set aside the white top portion of one stalk separately, feeling that there must be a difference between the flower buds and the roots of the Starlight Grass.

When Lin Xiu opened his eyes again, he found that he had already been transported to another place.

The fifth person, Siddhartha Gautama; because of him, Buddhism has turned people’s hearts toward goodness, and a quarter of the world trusts in the boundless power of Buddhist law and the cycle of cause and effect!

Tong Likai collapsed onto the sofa in frustration, watching Yu Min rush upstairs in tears and listening to the roar of an exhaust pipe outside the door. He slapped his own face twice, picked up the water glass on the table, gulped down the entire glass of cold water, and snatched up the phone on the side table to call Liu Huiqiang.

In the shadows of the development zone, two lecherous eyes remained fixed on Han Shui'er’s figure, never moving an inch.

Yuan Bin sighed, took out his wallet, and counted out ten red hundred-yuan bills, placing them on Pan Lin’s desk.

The second lieutenant introduced them to the soldiers: "Students! This is our division's chief of staff, Major Lu Xuehua, who will be accompanying you to the Ramgarh base."

"Then do not resist. Trust me, you will possess the power you desire." As Xia Lan spoke, she began the transformation of Xia Zixi.

Suddenly, Xiaoyu was jolted by a remark from Ye Wu, shivering as if struck by a bolt of lightning.

Sixty thousand refugees, plus the seventy or eighty thousand indigenous people along the Pei River, should be enough to train two or three thousand elite soldiers.

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Zhang Fei could not win against Tao Yiting, and he also felt that what she said made sense, so he turned and left.

"Xia Feng, thank you." Before entering her house, Han Shui'er thanked Xia Feng, who remained as cold as an iceberg.

Another month passed, and the Dan Sect elder who had gone to White Dragon County returned, but he brought back nothing.

Although she did not understand the intricacies of officialdom, she could feel that the matter the prince consort had been preparing for so long would have no loopholes; even if there were, they would be resolved with ease.

Isn't society just like this today? People seem to be separated by a sky-screen; when they see others in trouble on the road, they won't help, and they won't even make a call to the police. Watching the spectacle is their nature, and avoiding trouble is their instinct.

The man looked at the order form. Today was indeed that special day, and he did want to order a cake, but why did he have no memory of having done so?

"Damn it! Lu Fei, why the hell did you put your underwear on my bed? Ugh, now I have to get dressed all over again. What if you have syphilis!" Wu Fei cursed while taking off his pants.

Gao Huan was preoccupied with thoughts of Zhou Ruijie. Zhao Jingdong had something he couldn't easily say; he stammered for a while, but in the end, he never made a single call to Zhou Ruijie. It wasn't until Gao Huan met Nie Meiqin that he faintly understood something, and only then was the matter finally put to rest.

Seeing Old Wu’s brat rushing over and cursing him, Scarhead’s expression turned ferocious. He threw a punch, and before Wu Fei could react, he had been knocked to the ground. After all, Scarhead was someone who had clawed his way up in the underworld; Wu Fei’s clumsy brute force was no match for him at all.