Shen Miaomiao's expression at this time was very similar to that of a parent who was pestered by a child to ask for a high-priced toy on the roadside.

Her cubs are very human, and if you don't want it, it's already amazing!

Five-star alignment! There have been a few times in 2,000 years. Where did she go to find this thing? Borrow from the sky?

Seeing Shen Miaomiao's frozen expression in the live barrage was also hahaha, until she was reminded by the audience, Shen Miaomiao found out that there was really a five-star bead in the props!

It's just that at this price, it's 100,000,000,000...

500,000 yuan at a time, a full 500,000!

The dog planner wants to be beautiful, why doesn't he grab it?

"Cub, it's rare to see a five-star alignment for a thousand years, and we don't have to have it when we ascend the throne, right?"

"Okay, but can't the fairy sister really send Zheng'er?"

The cub nodded sensibly, but there was a bit of loss and grievance in his big eyes, like a wounded little wolf cub whimpering and coquettish at her, but he couldn't get food.

Shen Miaomiao, who looked at it like this, suddenly felt very distressed.

Isn't it just a five-star alignment? Buy! Smash the pot and sell iron to buy it for the cubs!

"Buy! Ah no, okay okay, since the cub wants it, then the fairy will give it to you! ”

"Thank you, Sister Fairy!"

After listening to it, Ying Xiaozheng was satisfied with the cover and slept on the cover, but Shen Miaomiao was left to look up to the sky and sigh:

It's so hard to raise a baby!

No matter how good the cubs are, they are all four-legged gold-swallowing beasts, gold-swallowing beasts!

Shen Miaomiao, who had advanced 500,000 yuan in advance, had a painful face, so the next morning, she got up viciously, and when she saw Ying Xiaozheng finished washing, she immediately put on the big killer-

On the first day of the new year, let the cubs start to be happy from learning English!

To learn English, you need to start with your interests. So at breakfast, Ying Xiaozheng saw a plate of pastries with a strange name, called tiramisu.

Six-year-old Ying Xiaozheng couldn't resist the temptation of this beautiful sweet, and ate it one bite at a time:

"Sister Fairy, why is it called Tiramisu? What a strange name? ”

"That's the point.

Because this thing came in from the West. In the West, the name of this thing is Tiramisu. That's why let's call it Tiramisu. ”

Westerners, is that the Roman place on the map?

Ying Xiaozheng frowned after hearing this, but he still couldn't understand.

Why do Westerners call this, and they Chinese people should follow suit? Can't you take a Chinese name?

However, this Roman did a good job of making dim sum, and when he conquered Rome in the future, he asked the Roman cook to be the imperial chef, and specially made this tiramisu for him and the fairy sister.

Shen Miaomiao didn't know that the Roman cook, who couldn't make tiramisu at all, had been miserably, and when breakfast was over, Shen Miaomiao took the opportunity to start speaking English:

"So today, cubs, let's learn a Western language called English.

Come and read it with me, abcdefg, A abandon read it with me, give up..."

Ying Xiaozheng: ???

What is it?

Ying Xiaozheng was very confused by the alphabet that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The languages of the Seven Kingdoms and the languages of the Seven Kingdoms are not the same, and Ying Xiaozheng, as a Qin proton in the Zhao State, is not unable to accept learning one more language of another country.

However, this circle-like symbol, which is completely different from the Chinese script, does not have any pictographic meaning at all, and this is also text?

Even though Ying Xiaozheng is smart and has a good memory, looking at the words spelled out by letters in front of him, the six-year-old cub is a little dizzy.

Ying Xiaozheng felt a deep headache, and from the bottom of his heart he felt very resistant to such a thing as English.

The Romans invented it, right?

Very good, all killed!

That way, no one needs to learn English anymore!

"Hey, why don't you read it, cub? Let's move on... A abandon abandoned”

Shen Miaomiao was full of interest, but Ying Xiaozheng frowned, and then politely refused to learn English:

"Sister fairy, Zheng'er will be the one who will be the emperor in the future, and Zheng'er feels that she doesn't need to learn this thing."

"Even if we are emperors, we have to know a little bit about multiple languages from a young age, there are hundreds of languages in the world, we must learn more."

Shen Miaomiao wanted to see the cub's bitter expression, so she insisted on talking nonsense, but the cub also insisted on refusing with a milky voice:

"Are there so many languages?

When Zheng'er became the emperor, he let the whole world only speak my language and use only my words! This way, you don't have to learn other languages. ”

Hundreds of languages and scripts are simply unbearable for the first emperor cub!

And this English is too troublesome, and the pronunciation text is completely different from the Chinese language. When he unified Rome, let the Romans all speak the language of his Great Qin.

If anyone dares to disobey?

Then kill them all!

I really can't do it, so I put away all the English books and burn them all!

【Your Cub's Morality -1】

Shen Miaomiao: ???

Isn't she, just teaching English? Why has the moral value of cubs declined?

English is really terrifying, and the children are forced to have no morals!

Shen Miaomiao instantly didn't dare to let the cub learn English anymore.

She let the cub go, let herself go, and thought that on the first day of the new year, it would be better to have some music lessons to relax.

But in view of the fact that Ying Xiaozheng didn't want to listen to the construction he liked this time, Shen Miaomiao began to take the cubs to enjoy the fun of childhood-

Sing nursery rhymes.

"Come and sing along with me, it's very simple. Two tigers, two tigers, run fast and run fast ... It's weird, it's weird. ”

Ying Xiaozheng: ...... It's a weird song

At this time, most of the songs were adapted from the Book of Poetry, and Ying Xiaozheng listened to this strange tune and strange lyrics for the first time, and he listened to it expressionlessly, and he couldn't open his mouth to sing along.

What a childish look...

Stubborn cubs are really precocious!

Shen Miaomiao waved her hand, and simply conjured up her own cat-eared villain, and also put on the prop suona, and came to a cheerful suona music appreciation.

New Year's Day, of course, it's going to be lively like suona, and it's festive to listen to.

So, Ying Xiaozheng watched the cat-eared fairy sister's two cat ears move vigorously and vigorously, and she puffed out her cheeks vigorously and blew hard in mid-air.

Ying Xiaozheng: ...... Is this music weird?

However, after all, it was the fairy sister who played it herself, and for the first time in her life, Ying Xiaozheng clapped her hands against her will, and began to praise:

"Sister Fairy blows so nicely! If you listen to fairy music, it is deafening. ”

Shen Miaomiao was very happy to be praised by the cub, the cat's tail stood up proudly, and several suona performances came one after another.

It wasn't until Ying Xiaozheng was really deafening that the music class ended.

Ying Xiaozheng breathed a sigh of relief quietly, firmly remembered the suona in his heart, and secretly thought that he would never let it appear in Xianyang in the future.

"Sister fairy, it's okay today, why don't we go to the farm again, Zheng'er wants to see if those farmers have planted new sweet potatoes."

Afraid that Shen Miaomiao would come to another song, Ying Xiaozheng hurriedly coquettishly said with a milky voice, Shen Miaomiao's attention was instantly diverted, and she put away the suona and went to the farm with Ying Xiaozheng.

Afraid that Xia Wuhe would ask about the whereabouts of the great sage who cut people again, Shen Miaomiao still used the stealth technique that was only visible to the cubs this time.

When they arrived at the farm, Shen Miaomiao and Ying Zheng walked among the ridges, and instantly felt that something was wrong.

At this time, it should be possible to plant sweet potatoes for the new year, but why haven't these fields touched after harvesting winter wheat?

No, the yield of sweet potatoes is so high and delicious, why is no one planting it?

Ying Xiaozheng also felt very strange.

"These sweet potatoes can be eaten, why can't they be counted as food! Official, you're okay! You can collect some of these sweet potatoes, don't take my daughter! ”

Hearing this voice, Shen Miaomiao and Ying Xiaozheng followed to the farm, only to find that it was the farmer Dashu who said this.

And the little official in front of him was holding his little daughter in his hands.

"You are dirty, how can I explain to the nobles, how can the nobles eat such rhizomes buried in the soil?

Like the vines and weeds that cows and horses eat, will you also take them to the nobles? ”

"Woo woo daddy, I'm not leaving, daddy save me..."

The three-year-old girl couldn't stop crying, but the official covered her mouth viciously:

"I've given you ten days, and if you don't hand over the grain, I'll have to sell your daughter for tax credit!"

In the midst of the noise, Shen Miaomiao understood what was going on, and was speechless.

Obviously sweet potatoes are food, how can there be such a thing?

Ying Xiaozheng also watched from the side, his eyes getting cold.

Sweet potatoes are not counted as food taxes, so it is difficult to popularize the cultivation of sweet potatoes.

A mediocre monarch and a bunch of incompetent courtiers are the greatest danger to a country.

His Great Qin definitely can't be like this, and never will!

Ying Xiaozheng clenched his fists, and suddenly listened to Shen Miaomiao next to him shaking his head and sighing:

"Even if there were sweet potatoes that could feed everyone, I didn't expect it to be like this in the end.

Alas, it is really sad that the Qin and Han dynasties are in the office, and the palace is made of soil. Xing, the people suffer, death, the people suffer. ”

Ying Xiaozheng: ......

What does this have to do with his Daqin, why does he always talk about his Daqin when there is nothing to do?

Although Ying Xiaozheng had a heart attack because of the first half of the poem, he silently read the last sentence in his heart, looked at the crying little girl and the farmer in front of him, and sighed a lot.

Ying Xiaozheng still remembers that the last time this little girl gave him a small flower, he thought that he would pay for it himself and redeem the person from the hands of the officials.

[+1 Moral for Your Cub]

It's not easy, old mother crying!

Shen Miaomiao looked at Ying Xiaozheng who was about to step forward with encouragement, but at this moment, someone was one step ahead of them:

"Put people down!"

I saw a sword light flash extremely fast, and before the official could even draw his sword, the weapon in his hand had already been knocked out by the young and brave man.

The Six Kingdoms are not like the Qin State, which is strictly controlled, and in the land of Yan and Zhao, there are especially many rangers, and they are often the guests of the nobles.

The official saw that this person was tall and had extraordinary martial arts, and knew that he was not easy to mess with, so after several persuasions from the chivalrous man, he also went downhill with a donkey, let go of the big tree family, and left.

This guy is so handsome, ah no, talent!

Shen Miaomiao looked at this person with bright eyes, and by the way, she pulled Ying Xiaozheng's woolen scarf.

This person is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also spoke to the officials just now with a very well-organized and measured manner, and he is not a reckless martial artist.

It's like this in the game, and when you go out, you meet NPCs.

Make him the cub's NPC brother! For the future emperor of the cub, live to the old and work until the old!

Ying Xiaozheng raised his head, and Shen Miaomiao nodded at him encouragingly and said:

"Cub, this fairy will teach you another technique today, called Houhei Management.

The first lesson of management, learn to draw a pie! ”