Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

He originally wanted to "harass" Miss Lingshi again before leaving, but thinking of the scene where the iceberg turned into a volcano erupting, Yan Ce resolutely held back.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

The researchers clocked in one after another, and the one who greeted him was the Guoshang Assassin who had recently arranged to enter the research institute's concierge. Yan Ce was heartbroken to solve the problem of Guoshang being laid off and re-employing.

Moreover, every national martyr has to apply for a household registration in the Qin State and obtain an "ID card", otherwise, even the lodging will be a problem for all black households.

Assassin Ji handed out a stack of trial papers version 2.0, and said, "This is the survey data of the research institute on candidates."

Then, he handed out another stack of papers and said, "This is the investigation data obtained after the National Memorial Headquarters issued a Class-A emergency investigation mission, and it is top secret."

Yan Ce glanced at the office workers in twos and threes around him, took two stacks like sandpaper, and said, "Talk while walking."

"promise."

This Guoshang Assassin Ji belongs to the second generation of Guoshang, and is also a type of San Wu specially cultivated by the Guoshang headquarters, which is more suitable for completing various secret tasks.

"The nobles from various countries involved in the graduate school candidates are all living in peace. However, the information from the National War Headquarters shows that the major general Xiang Liang of Chu State was called by his father many times to the academy prison and beaten three times and twice in groups."

San Wu Assassin Ji lowered her eyes and took out a small notebook, "...and a women's dress."

"Any more?"

Assassin Ji turned a page and continued: "Yes, according to the report of Ming Ji, the former princess of Yan, who did not want to be named, Xiang Yan used to beat Xiang Liang to cover up her communication with the former Korean hereditary aristocrats, the Zhang family."

Yan Ce frowned: "...Is it a Korean hereditary aristocrat, the Zhang family of three generations of prime ministers?"

Guoshang nodded, "In addition, Zhao Ke, a graduate student, concealed part of his family situation and only filled in the aristocratic background of his mother's family. His father was the former commander of the Lingnan Army, and now the deputy commander of the Central Army, General Zhao Tuo."

Yan Ce took a second look at Zhao Ke's information, he is really good at both character and learning.

"Say something to the professor of the institute, I will randomly select a few candidates in a while, and then make a home visit."

"Your Highness, do you need to prepare for the lottery?"

"Internal decision."

In the early morning, news spread that the Great Demon King Yan randomly selected a few unlucky guys to raid their homes.

According to the information monger, the reliability is 99%.

When the news was announced, the whole city of Xianyang was eagerly looking forward to Yan Ce's troubles, and when the nobles who were almost insomnia were finally relieved, they ate two extra bowls of breakfast.

Did you see, he messed up! ! !

The young man who was lurking behind the scenes finally got ready to plot and start troubles. "It's late but it's here" filled the hearts of the nobles with a painful sense of anticipation. It has to be said that the name of the Demon King Yan has become more and more popular.

Just when the nobles were excited like Chinese New Year, the former commander of the Lingnan Army and the young man sat opposite each other in the elegant and simple courtyard.

Yan Ce smiled, his expression was gentle and sunny, full of the affinity of five asterisks.

"Zhao Ke is worthy of being the daughter of a general, with excellent character and learning."

"Hehe...hehe..."

Zhao Tuo's hand holding the tea froze, and forced a smile along with him.

In order to get closer to the military leader, Yan Ce handed out the first batch of training plans with super generous salary.

"Look, I have a training plan, and I just need this kind of talent."

Yan Ce raised the brightness of the smile on his face again as if congratulating him.

"I don't know what General Zhao wants?"

"!!!"

Deputy Marshal Zhao was puzzled, and the humble Yan Demon King in his eyes was just like saying "Oh, your daughter is good, give me one too".

The old father gave a deep salute, and said affectionately: "Your Highness, what disaster did my little girl cause in the research institute, I will definitely punish you severely when I come back, and I will never forgive you just because you are a relative."

"His Royal Highness, please read it for the sake of her being a child... just let her go."

Yan Ce: "..."

I, Yan Ce, look like a villain?

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Yan Ce's belly draft was rotten in his stomach, and his kind smile gradually faded away. The majestic deputy commander of the Central Army Corps, once he retires, he will immediately join the ranks of the top nobles. He should have the image of a wise and brave soldier... Well, the image is not bad.

But, who can explain the way the village head of Novice Village looked at the full-level demon king?

Sometimes kindness may not be able to reach the root of all things, but violence must be able to. It seems that as long as the fist is hard enough, there is no need for a pleasant face. Yan Ce is probably a shortcut to a tyrant.

"General, you are a loyal elder, please sit down and let's talk slowly."

Yan Ce looked at the middle-aged soldier in front of him. His upright and serious face showed the determination of a soldier, but he was more worried about his daughter being pushed around by a peggy head.

The reputation is poor. If the reputation can be digitized with a numerical value, it must be a negative number, which is about equal to the walking planter, the eternal nightmare of the nations.

He knew that the nobles didn't want to see him, but he didn't expect that he would be degraded to the point where people hate ghosts. In two days, he might become a synonym for evil.

"..."

Finally, when Zhao Tuo vaguely saw the real indifference of the boy in sheep's clothing, he became more and more sure that this wild boar was here to eat cabbage.

At the very beginning, he opposed his daughter's entry into the research institute, but he couldn't resist the child's insistence, but he didn't expect the worst thing to happen. His Royal Highness is synonymous with domineering and has greater privileges than any noble family in the world. If he is willing to come over for an exchange, he can't refuse it outright. Zhao Tuo doesn't want to be transferred from the Lingnan Army to the central government and then transferred from the central government to open up wasteland abroad.