After taking Oboi, Kangxi even issued an edict saying that Oboi had been secretly executed for plotting against the Emperor and trying to seize the country. Almost all of his henchmen were captured. Wang Zijun's contribution was not to be missed. He was specially granted the title of Lord Jun and was responsible for the search.
Ao Bai's concubines scattered like monkeys when the tree fell. Many women actually shamelessly wanted to switch sides with Wang Zijun. He was not interested in this kind of rotten wood ear that forsakes righteousness for profit. Thinking about how lonely her husband and father-in-law were in prison, she made them all go to prison with Oboi.
"Haha, old father-in-law, your son-in-law is not bad to you! He even has a woman to accompany him in prison."
Xiangxiang Beila thought that her father had been killed, so she cried and beat Wang Zijun.
"My father-in-law committed a heinous crime. It was only because I tried my best to protect him that he was spared the death penalty." Now, he had good food and drinks, and those concubines were accompanying him. He lived like a god. He only said that he had been beheaded to deceive others.”
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to my beloved Princess Fragrance?”
When Xiangxiang Beila saw her father with her own eyes, Wang Zijun said some sweet nothings to smooth things over.
In order to settle Xiangxiang Beila down, Wang Zijun changed the plaque of the Ao Manor to the Jun Manor. Xiangxiang Beila and her mother were still living inside.
After settling everything, Wang Zijun thought of Wang Weidong, the servant who betrayed Suksaha for glory. In his heart, he was filled with hatred,"This piece of sh * t made me and Kang Xi embarrass ourselves in the throne room. I must skin him alive."”
Although Wang Zijun was a loser, he still hated people who betrayed their friends and country for money.
Before long, Wang Weidong's family was arrested and executed. His son was castrated and sent to the palace to be a eunuch.
"Haha, how satisfying."
Now that there was no longer any hidden danger in the palace, Wang Zijun went around unscrupulously looking for love.
In less than a month, he had managed to recruit more than a hundred palace maids. The system also prompted the host to level up to level 2.
"I'm a company commander now. Yay, yay, yay! Work hard and advance to Battalion Commander."
This was too different from the treatment he received before he transmigrated. However, he soon got tired of this casual life. Humans were like this. The harder it was to obtain something, the more fascinated and infatuated they were. Things that were readily available became tasteless.
Hence, Wang Zijun became obsessed with the novelty hunting game again.
It was to quietly walk around the palace and watch, like a seasoned hunter looking for prey in the forest. Once they saw wild food that they had never hunted before, the joy and curiosity in their hearts were extremely fascinating.
Wherever they met, they would visit. They lived like kings.
He suddenly remembered the names of the Japanese, such as Matsushita, Tanaka, Inoue, Lakeside, Yamaguchi, Takeshita, Kondo, Kurai, Takakura, and Takahashi.
"Haha, in the future, all the children of my palace will be named after this.”
"Wang Songxia, I did it under the pine tree. Wang Zhuxia was made by me in the bamboo forest."
That night, Wang Zijun was drunk and strolled to a place called Yimei Garden.
"Yimei Garden, Yimei Garden, why does it look so familiar? F * ck, I remember now. In Legend of Zhen Huan, Zhen Huan hung a paper-cut portrait on the plum tree in the Plum Garden, which was later obtained by Guo Junwang.”
"Haha, I wonder if I can pick up a paper-cut portrait of Zhen Huan under the plum blossom tree?”Wang Zijun teased. Thinking about it, he was amused.
Zhen Huan was from the Yongzheng period, and his little Yongzheng was probably still in the little empress's fallopian tube, singing the March of the Righteous Army and advancing bravely.
Anyway, he was bored. It was good to go and see the plum blossoms. Perhaps he could get some wild food to eat.
Wang Zijun shook his head as he strolled around. Suddenly, a voice came from under a plum blossom tree."If the wind is against you, don't destroy it.”
"Hmm? Such a familiar poem, could it really be Zhen Huan?”
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