Why didn't you keep her a little longer?

Factory Director Su was truly exasperated by Xiao Zheng's dullness.

At least let him come and see that little tricycle!

Xiao Zheng: ……

They were in a hurry to leave, so why should he stay?

Factory Director Su thought that Fu Mingxue had already agreed to help him draw the blueprints, and it wouldn't take long anyway.

I'm sure the blueprints she designs will be even better than the tricycles we made today.

So he stopped being in a hurry.

Such people are often staunch advocates of the Confucian doctrine of the mean. They believe that adhering to principles is ridiculous, a sign of immature and impulsive behavior, such as Pei Yan's stubbornness or Li Zhi's blind loyalty.

Upon hearing this, Feng Duan raised his head and looked up at his cousin. He saw that his cousin was gazing at him with a smile in his eyes, his expression firm, loving, warm, and generous, like the spring sunshine.

Cheng Ting knew that Liu Bin was supposed to accompany Zhang Yao, who was pregnant, tonight. As the eldest sister, she was entitled to the biggest share, but she also had to try to make sure that the younger sisters also got some food. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if she didn't get any.

The second location was, in fact, the one Zhang Ye had initially considered the most valuable: the jade sculpture.

Yan Lang looked bewildered. To be honest, he really couldn't figure out what Mu Nantian was thinking.

"I dare not accept such a title, just call me Lu Yun. May I have some water?" Lu Yun said with a smile. Walking was very tiring, and he had asked for water like this many times before.

She believed her heart was inherently kind, but the world was destined to turn this way, and there was nothing she could do about it. She was merely a wave in a vast ocean, drifting with the tide. Otherwise, going against the tide would have meant failing to make a ripple and being swallowed up long ago.

"More or less. We've captured most of the villagers in these nearby villages. There shouldn't be any survivors left," one of the men in black robes who was escorting the villagers replied.

Under the cinnabar tree, Li Zhi recounted what had happened, hoping to learn something about the Heavenly Dragon through the old dragon.

Wogedai remained silent, but was eager to know Zhuoligetu's meaning. A tense silence fell over the council chamber, as if internal strife was brewing. Sude and Amur both gripped their knives tightly. Agula glared at Huturongga, while Zhao Hua stroked his beard, his expression relaxed.

Shangguan Hong personally went to Lotus Alley, and later, through Wang Gan's inquiries, learned that someone had accused Shangguan Hong of embezzlement during his tenure in Qingyang, and the emperor was sending people to investigate the matter. This greatly worried Shangguan Hong, and his mother was also filled with anxiety, falling ill within two days.

Wang Yang sat up straight. Old Lai and Lai Gao had already come in and closed the door behind them. Old Lai's face was full of concern.

"Master, what brings you here!" I mimicked Zhou Jie, weaving back and forth in front of Su Xue, occasionally making a funny face, looking quite smug. I wanted to touch her, but she remained like air to me, completely out of my reach.

Some villagers who heard the news were also very excited and surrounded the group, repeatedly asking when construction could begin.

As soon as the bright green ointment was applied, Ziru knew it was an excellent medicine. Her skin felt cool and refreshed, and the pain in her muscles instantly lessened by seven or eight tenths.

"If it's going to rain, it's going to rain; if a mother wants to remarry, she wants to remarry. Let them be. The Li family has always treated its workers well and has a clear conscience. As the saying goes, only the gold survives the test of time," said Old Manager Li with a stern face.

Of course, she wasn't entirely without ideas, but if she were to voice them, Qiu Chi would likely find them shocking and unconventional.

Staggering, Zhang Zhao collapsed in front of his father, spitting out blood. I sneered. With this kind of strength, he dared to challenge me?

Shangguan Hong looked up and saw Qingdai sitting opposite him with her head down and no word. He hesitated for a moment, then called out to her.

By the afternoon, those who were less seriously ill were able to walk, and morale was greatly boosted. By the morning of the next day, when the three kings attacked, 10,000 soldiers who were less seriously ill had recovered to about 70% of their fighting strength and were able to hold the city walls.