Speaking of the history of eating soft food, it has a long history and a long history, which can be traced back to the matriarchal clan period. At that time, men were vassals of women. Women waved their hands, and men took their pants and left without taking any responsibility. Unlike men today, they carry condoms with them, for fear of getting pregnant and waiting for the support.

There are more men coming in and out, and women don’t know who the child’s father is. Before paternity testing technology appeared, no man dared to say that the child born to his wife must be his own flesh and blood. But when the child is older, it is inevitable that he will ask, “Mother, where did I come from?” After a long historical practice, women in later generations have gradually formed the standard answer: picked up by the roadside. Early human women had a wealthy status and had time to think, leaving beauty behind

The legend of the story. The female cultivator of the Qin tribe must have answered her son like this: One day, she wandered around for her mother and found an egg of a swallow in the grass. After picking it up and eating it, she looked back and saw how a doll was behind her. This son was gifted and good at taming livestock. After leading the tribe to grow, his descendants could not say that his great ancestor was an illegitimate son. A historian had a sudden inspiration and recorded that "the female cultivator swallowed the black bird and gave birth to great cause."

Perhaps it is because of the history of men who have been a soft-hearted person, that some men still cannot get rid of such living habits, so many people are eager to marry into their families, imagining a rich wife, a house, a house, a car, and a car. However, in Qin State, the beautiful dream of a son-in-law is destined not to appear. Qin Law stipulates that when recruiting garrison soldiers, son-in-law should be given priority. On the battlefield, let son-in-law fill trenches, so that generals don’t have to regard them as human beings. People with a little bit of mind will understand that marriage into their families is not the best choice to change their destiny.

Compared with those who chose to be son-in-law, Lao Ai considered himself a very smart person. With his unique advantages in nature, he tried every means to enter the prime minister's mansion and became a guest of Lu Buwei. His idea was to become the daughter of Lu Buwei. He also had a soft meal, and the son-in-law avoided the legal risks of the son-in-law and could also take the opportunity to develop his career. In order to realize the dream of turning the loser, he did not hesitate to let go and perform the idea of ​​turning the dragon into the bronze wheel like a clown to attract people. Sure enough, Lao Ai's reputation turned into a big hit and spread to Lu Buwei's ears.

That night, Zhao Ji was over-seeking, and Lu Buwei was weak and his whole body was exhausted. After hearing Lao Ai's shocking turn, he immediately found a savior who had escaped from Zhao Ji's sea of ​​desire. After a conversation, the shrewd Lu Buwei believed that Lao Ai had a well-developed dust and a simple mind. He quickly took a shower and changed his clothes and sent it to Zhao Ji's phoenix nest.

Lao Ai never dreamed that his idol Wei Choufu's path to prosperity would be shown nakedly in front of him. No one had ever told Lao Ai that when Empress Dowager Xuan was about to die, she wanted Wei Choufu to be buried with her. Perhaps, for people like Lao Ai, it would be better to enjoy a glorious and prosperous life and a grand burial in this life!

If a woman finds a successful man, even if she is mediocre, people will think she is a successful woman. But if a man finds a successful woman, even if he is very capable, people will think she is mediocre. If she becomes the queen mother, she will not have to be recruited to the battlefield, and she will not have to worry about food and clothing. She will enjoy endless wealth and wealth. When the queen mother visits, she can still get the palace maids who are willing to enjoy Yongcheng. Compared to being looked down upon in the prime minister's mansion, life in Yongcheng is really easy, enjoyable and happy.

The principle of demand for Maros shows that after people's basic needs are met, they must pursue the realization of life value. Lao Ai does not understand the principle of demand for Maros, but after the comfortable days are too long, Lao Ai's heart becomes empty, and when he is in love with the Queen Mother, he no longer has the passion he used to be. Occasionally when he returns to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the jokes in Lu Buwei's eyes and the disdain in the eyes of the Prime Minister's House deeply hurt Lao Ai's sensitive heart. They seem to be saying in their hearts, "Lao Ai is just a guy who eats women!"

After being insulted, someone thought to himself that I want to go against the will of heaven. Lao Ai is not the male protagonist in the fantasy story. God did not give him a golden finger, and the ancient soul was not sealed in the utensils he carried with him. Fortunately, God gave him a divine dragon that lasted even longer than Kato Eagle. He devoted himself to studying for several years. His experience and skills were perfect, and Zhao Ji could no longer live without him.

A woman who is addicted to love is stupid. In front of Lao Ai, Zhao Ji, who enjoys the joy of seven times a night, her IQ has dropped sharply. Lao Ai was eating Zhao Ji's soft rice, but he is also a person with dreams. He is not satisfied with being an ordinary couple. He wants to surpass Wei Choufu and become a unique person in the couple.

"I want to be a marquis!" Lao Ai shouted in his heart, "I want to prove to Lu Buwei and those who look down on me Lao Ai that my Lao Ai's life is not just about turning the copper wheel!"

"Mr. Lao, the Yiyang Camp is coming soon. Should I rush to the camp directly, or let the camp send someone to greet me?"

Lao Ai was absent-minded and was still savoring the Yuezhi prostitute last night, which was unfathomable. She resisted his dragon Kanghai and went back and forth for seven rounds without begging for mercy at all. Her golden hair and blue eyes were very different from those of the women in Yongcheng. The servant Ling Qi, who followed him, saw Lao Ai drowsy and his legs trembled slightly, had to speak up and remind him.

"Ah?! It's here so soon!" Lao Ai suddenly woke up, held the shaft of the chariot, looked at the towering black dragon flag on the central army's tent from afar, wrote a big "king" to write, frowned, and asked, "Who is the surname Wang, who is that?"

"It's General Wang Jian." Lao Ai got the position of military supervisor. No one in the army had figured out that the commander and general in the army had been clearly gilded. Ling Qi was complaining in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. He was originally a disciple of Lao Ai, and he was tall from a short man. Lao Ai was too smart. How could he show Ling Qi's ability?

"Well, General Wang Jian?" Lao Ai rolled his eyes and his brain cells were running rapidly. "His surname is Wang, does it have anything to do with Wang Ling and Wang Hao?"

"No, Wang Jian is from Pinyang, and his father has no military achievements."

The military aristocrats of Qin, like the Prussian landlords, focused on military merit, married each other, pulled out radishes and brought out mud, cut them, and were still messy. Wang Ling and Wang Yan belonged to a typical old Qin military merit family with a deep foundation. If Wang Jian had a relative relationship with them, Lao Ai would not dare to show off in front of Wang Jian.

"Wang Jian, he is the chief general, I am the military supervisor, who is on behalf of the king. I send someone to tell him and come to welcome me in person!" Learning that Wang Jian did not have a deep military background, Lao Ai suddenly had the confidence, his waist was much taller, and his sense of superiority was gushing. When he was in Yongcheng, no one of the guards and generals of the guards did not flatter him and gave Lao Ai a feeling of flying.

"You, Wu Sao, go quickly and let Wang Jian come to welcome the military supervisor!"

Holding chicken feathers as a command arrow, Lao Ai's sense of superiority was contagious. Seeing that Lao Ai was not afraid of being afraid, Qi naturally refused to gain prestige in front of his subordinates. Unfortunately, the Shiwu, who was called Wu Sao, did not understand what was going on, and rushed towards Wang Jian's camp in a confused manner.
Chapter completed!