Chapter 198

"Ah..."

There was a sharp pain at the tip of the tongue. King Qin screamed. He subconsciously shrunk his head and covered his mouth. However, Zhang Yan took the opportunity to push it away. He stumbled and hit the table. What he hit was a broken cup, dish and pot.

Zhang Yan took the opportunity to pick up a piece of broken porcelain on the ground and rowed it to her neck. She gasped. Her lips were still printed with blood. A pair of Phoenix eyes stared at Qin Huan.

"Lang Lang, Bo..."

Qin Huan hurried forward and grabbed the porcelain pieces, but he couldn't pronounce clearly.

At the moment, the wine was also frightened to wake up a lot, and the salty taste in his mouth was also afraid for a while.

Just now, I forgot that Zhang Yan was not Mrs. Li. Fortunately, she showed mercy, otherwise I'm afraid she won't really be bitten by her.

In fact, he didn't know that Zhang Yan was not merciful at all, but was widowed for more than ten years. Her hands had not been touched by men, and her sensitivity was no worse than that of the red warbler, which led to her inability to work hard.

Zhang Yan didn't speak and still stared at him. A pretty face changed from white to red and from red to white. The whole person trembled slightly, but the blood between her neck flowed down.

Qin Huan wanted to help her stop bleeding, but Zhang Yan kept retreating.

At this time, Hong Ying, Liu Shi and Li Shi, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, rushed in.

Zhang Yan didn't know King Qin's temperament, but the three knew it best. However, Zhang Yan was so brave that she dared to drink with Qin Huan alone at night.

"How are you, king?"

"Open your mouth and let me see if it's broken?"

Seeing Qin Huan covering his mouth with one hand, the three women were shocked. They hurried up to hold him and said with concern.

Obviously, we all know that King Qin has bitten a hard bone this time.

"No... it's no problem. Take her down and bandage her. Take good care of her. Don't let her commit suicide again."

Qin Huan waved his hand and said awkwardly. Fortunately, Zhang Yan cut it carelessly. It seems that she didn't cut the neck artery.

Li and Liu were relieved to see that Qin Huan could speak. They quickly took Zhang Yan down and didn't forget to take out their handkerchief to cover her wound.

Zhang Yan was like a walking corpse, with no God in her eyes. She was supported by two women and never said a word.

In the room.

"Alas, madam, don't think about it. In troubled times, this is our life. We are undoubtedly much better than those women outside."

"Yes, in fact, the little king is also very good. He is not only easy-going, but also very considerate. It's also a blessing to stay and serve him."

"This sister, listen to her sister's advice. Go and admit a mistake to the little king tomorrow. Stay here safely in the future. I don't think the little king will blame you."

"My sister has never seen a woman as beautiful as my sister, just like the fairy in the painting. No wonder the little king can't help it when he sees it, but my sister doesn't know. The little king is usually very gentle and considerate. He usually doesn't fool around, but he can't drink. Once he drinks, he will think of humiliating people in different ways..."

"Well, yes, so don't drink with him in the future."

The two women sat at the head of the bed, bandaging Zhang Yan's wound while chattering and explaining. Finally, they couldn't help but feel hot when they thought of Qin Huan's shameful ways in the past.

Obviously, both women thought it was king Qin who drank wine and did something worse than animals that frightened the beautiful sister, and then made an extreme response.

Seeing that she never spoke, the two women had to sigh, stay by their side and continue to enlighten.

At this time, King Qin in the other room finally calmed down. After some inspection by the red warbler, his tongue only broke a little skin.

"That woman is so hateful. Why did you kiss her? If you really want to sleep with her, tell me, I'll knock her out. Look what I'm doing now. "

"What do you know? What's the point of fainting? " Qin Huan didn't have a good way, so he licked his tongue.

Although there is still some pain, it is really tempting to aftertaste the taste just now.

But I also know that in the future, I'm afraid I can't bow at such a overlord, otherwise it's really a one hammer deal.

Then he sighed again.

It's not that he doesn't want to cultivate his feelings slowly, but that his modern methods of picking up girls are living disciples and hooligans.

Most of the ladies of this era like the kind of talent with elegant style and folding fan, not the anti thief leader with knife handle, let alone the best lady like Zhang Yan.

Second, he didn't have the time or the need. In this era, women are ultimately weak and men's vassals, including princesses and queens.

In history, if such a hero like him falls in love with anyone, he just sleeps directly. At most, if he treats them better in the future, he will naturally die hard.

On the contrary, most of the kingly emperors who spend all day talking about love and thinking about how to please women come to no good end.

He just didn't expect that Zhang Yan should be so chaste. She's not like those imperial concubines in history. She will be wronged and perfect in order to save her life.

Similarly, it is not like other large female dependents who have been bitten by two. If they are innocent, they will accept their fate from now on.

For two days in a row, although Qin Huan was itchy, he didn't go to see Zhang Yan. He was afraid to make her anxious and wanted to be short-sighted. Instead, he focused on military affairs.

……

"Whose meal are you eating?"

"Hua Wang's meal."

"Who saved your life?"

"King Hua saved it."

"Who gave you the chance to read?"

"Hua Wang."

"What will you do in the future?"

"Life is the man of the king of China, and death is the ghost of the king of China."

The scene of holding fists and shouting in unison for more than 20000 years is still very spectacular.

Outside the camp, Qin Huan nodded secretly when he saw this scene. It was a little like that. It was not in vain that he spent so much effort to train these teenagers.

The 20000 teenagers, all between the ages of 13 and 15, half of whom are orphans, study all the time except for practicing an hour's physical queue in the morning.

Literacy in the morning, arithmetic in the afternoon and ideological education in the evening. Three meals a day, one meal at a time, one meal at a time. Before eating every day, we should gather and line up to ask and answer such questions and answers.

Twenty thousand youths were named the youth camp. Qin Yu didn't turn and go to the other side until the team was dissolved.

On the other side is the lady camp, which is also 20000 girls aged 10 to 13, all illiterate servant girls rescued from large families.

These girls don't need to shout slogans every day like those teenagers just now. They just need to read and learn the etiquette of ladies.

They were taught by concubines rescued from large families and wives without children.

Although Qin Huan didn't do anything to simplify Chinese characters for the time being, he got out the Arabic numerals.

He thought it would be very difficult to teach those wives and concubines to skillfully use Arabic numerals.

But the fact is that he thinks too much. He just compiled a numerical correspondence table and a simple explanation. He is smart and can master it in three or five days. Others can also skillfully calculate in writing in half a month at most.

While Qin Huan was delighted, he had to speak secretly. The Chinese were really gifted in mathematics.

In fact, in ancient China, they had a deep foundation in arithmetic, and the ten Arabic numerals were very easy to recognize and remember. In addition, compared with those literati, these women were more careful and easy to accept, so it was natural to get twice the result with half the effort.

Qin Huan only read the multiplication formula once, and the smart ladies would recite it, because there was an ancient version of multiplication formula in ancient times.

There were three million refugees, and there were at least 100000 school-age young girls. Qin Huan didn't want to train more, but to train these 40000 young boys and girls. With the current materials and manpower, it was already the limit.