Qian Duoduo reported the numbers one hundred and fifty, which is exactly the same...
Long Muchen was astonished, looked down at the ground, there were ghostly symbols written all over the place that he couldn't understand, and asked in surprise: "Duo'er, there is no abacus here, how did you count it? What are you drawing on the ground?"
"Cut... I said you guys are really uneducated. You don't know addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, and Arabic numerals. This girl will teach you a lesson for free. This is called the nine-nine multiplication table. Don't talk about the thousands of taels. You Even if you give me tens of millions of taels, I can calculate it for you."
The three men were a little shocked when they heard this.
In all fairness, they liked Qian Duoduo very much. This woman was outspoken and lovely, unconventional, and lived a very interesting and exciting life. Compared with the virtuous and virtuous women around them, she was much more interesting.
Especially the scene of rioting in Baihualou last night allowed them to see her strange martial arts skills.
Not only that, but she actually knows such things as 'nine-nine multiplication table and Arabic numerals', but they have never heard of it in their lives!
They suddenly felt that Qian Duoduo seemed to have a very powerful soul, which was bottomless. Wherever she was, there were surprises everywhere.
Long Yutian looked at Qian Duoduo with such admiration from the fourth prince and Chen Wang, he felt unspeakable chest tightness, and began to embarrass Qian Duoduo: "What kind of shit, I think you only have this mouth Don't be afraid to flash your tongue, don't you like to interrupt? Well, I will give you a chance, if you don't tell the whole story about this matter, I will confiscate your silver ticket!"
Qian Duoduo was also fun at first, so Long Yutian was disgusted, who knew that he would actually have her idea of a bank note, and said that he only knows how to brag!
Seeing the way he pulled two to five to eighty thousand yuan, he gave him a sideways glance, picked up the twig, and like an old professor, he drew a picture on the ground and analyzed it at the same time.
"As for the people who ambushed you, the first is love killing, the second is vendetta killing, and the third is political killing."
"If it was a love killing, if it was me, I would definitely not kill you with a knife and knife. If you die so happily, I will carve bastards all over your body, then cut your XX and step on the wall to paste your body and your body. The soul is tortured so much that it is too painful to live, so love killing is ruled out!"
Stepping on the broken wall... the three big men couldn't help clamping their legs... a dull pain somewhere.
"If it's a vendetta, you, Long Yu, are born with an unlovable face, and you are very likely to make enemies everywhere... You dig up someone's ancestral grave, and they burn your palace; you rob someone's woman, and they will make a big deal If you come back to bully your little concubine, it’s a courtesy, so you don’t need to spend a lot of money to invite a bunch of dead men to kill you, right?”
The three of them listened to Qian Duoduo's analysis, although it seemed nonsensical to scold Long Yutian for a few words, but there was still some reason, especially, the dead were not something ordinary people could invite...
Long Yintian: "Then according to what you say, there is only the last possibility?"
Qian Duoduo recalled the history she had read in books. For the sake of the throne, brothers killed each other, and there were countless things of mutual jealousy. She suddenly felt sympathetic to these two princes in the royal family, and her brows also became dark. up.
"The assassination of these people must have been carefully planned. They knew your daily life like the back of the palm of their hand. They knew that you left the palace alone tonight, so they took action... Do you remember, let me and you When Mu Chen rushed over, what did the assassin leader say?"