Bai Juyi often said: Cloud hair, flower face, golden steps shake, hibiscus tent warm spring night. Spring nights are short, and the sun rises high. From then on, Mr. will not get up early.
Mr. Li was currently in such a state.
The sun hung high in the sky, but Jiang Li and Empress Dowager Ji were still unwilling to fall.
"Hey, don't mess around. It's already dawn.”
A cry of surprise suddenly rang out. Concubine Zhao blocked the pair of dishonest dog paws and looked at Li Mou as if begging for mercy.
Jiang Li was not soft-hearted in the face of such a gaze.
Jiang Li undid Lady Zhao's hand that was blocking his way and carried her over. Smiling, he said,""Furen, it's your turn to serve hubby, or let hubby serve you.”
Gazing at Jiang Li's handsome face and his eyes that were brighter than the stars, Lady Zhao's heart trembled. She couldn't bear to refuse.
She loved the dog in front of her too much. She was almost completely obedient. She even threw her identity as the Empress Dowager to the back of her mind. She only wanted to be his little woman and spend every night with him.
"Madam…"
The voice that seemed to have a magical power sounded again. Lady Zhao blinked her phoenix eyes a few times, and her cheeks were covered with red clouds. She sighed slightly,"You really are a bad thing, you only know how to make BenGong cheap, how did BenGong meet a nemesis like you.”
Jiang Li smiled gently. He took out his strongest magical treasure and faced Lady Zhao. Looking into her eyes, he said,""Sister Ji, Li loves you…"
Boom!
Lady Zhao's will collapsed, and her eyes were as sweet as water. She said shyly,""What are you looking at? Lie down!"
Jiang Li instantly became a good boy after receiving the answer.
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Outside the house, the goalkeeper and duty officer, Zhao Gao, looked up at the blazing sun in the sky. His pale face looked like he had suffered a serious illness under the sunlight.
Not long after, Zhao Gao's sickly white face turned black. He knew what was going on inside. It was nothing more than that little thing in the room. He was already calm about this kind of thing, but he was worried that Zhao Ji was unwilling to sleep in broad daylight and even harmed his nephew. If this continued, how could his nephew withstand the exhaustion?
Thinking about those young elites who died young, other than accidental deaths, most of them died early because of lust.
" Eighteen years old. My body can still grow for a few more years. At this age, it's not good to consume too much energy. It's enough to do it once a month. How can I do it every day…" Zhao Gao muttered. He made up his mind to persuade his nephew to put his health first.
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Two hours later, the room fell silent.
There were faint tears in the corners of Ms. Zhao's eyes. She looked at the dog that was changing her clothes angrily and helplessly.
After helping Empress Dowager Ji put on her dress, Jiang Li smiled and said,""What look? I didn't force you. You volunteered.”
" You shut up…" Lady Zhao berated and put on the airs of an empress dowager."Carry bengong down and help bengong wash and comb her hair.”
Jiang Li understood what she meant. He did as she said and served Empress Dowager Ji wholeheartedly.
It was obvious that the current Concubine Zhao was no longer an elder sister, madam, or aunt, but the empress dowager.
In ancient times, women took a long time to wash up and comb their hair, especially for a particular woman like Zhao Ji. She would be busy for more than an hour.
By the time Jiang Li finished serving, it was already close to noon.
Zhao Ji wanted to return to Ganquan Palace, but Jiang Li asked her to stay for lunch. The lunch in the Zhao Mansion was not as good as the one in the palace, but it was not bad. It was far better than the standard of ordinary people.
In order to reward Sister Ji for her hard work, Jiang Li had no choice but to hold her in his arms and feed her mouth after mouth. She was truly a peerless lover.
The culture of Chinese culture was broad and profound. A mouthful and a spoonful were completely different concepts. Ordinary people would not understand the joy in it.
After a sweet lunch, Jiang Li sent Lady Zhao off. He put on a white gauze hat and strolled on the streets.
Although the Empress Dowager was nice, she was too clingy. If she did not have the status of the Empress Dowager, Lady Zhao would have been able to keep an eye on Jiang Li all day long, not giving him a chance to leave her sight.
The reason why Zhao Ji was so clingy was mostly because Mr. Li was too different from the men in the late Warring States Period. He had many ways to make people happy, and his skin was thick enough.
In this era, the aristocratic families paid attention to etiquette and followed the style of a gentleman. The mainstream was respect between husband and wife. There was very little fun, and there was no interest. In short, it was too dull, like water.
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After strolling around the street for a while, Jiang Li, who was dressed in white, with his black hair dancing in the wind and a white gauze hat on his head, suddenly stopped. His eyes were filled with joy as he stared ahead without blinking.
At the end of the bustling street, a luxurious carriage pulled by a four-skinned black horse was slowly moving forward. The carriage was engraved with mysterious runes that flickered with dazzling light.
In addition, there were dozens of young men and women dressed in the uniform of the Fire Sect disciples of the Yinyang School in the front, back, left and right of the carriage. They accompanied the carriage and drove away the surrounding pedestrians.
" Dongjun, Yueshen, Great Si Ming, the three big sisters…"
Jiang Li's deep and magnetic voice slowly came out of his mouth. He stood where he was and pondered in his heart.
He had thought that the Yin-Yang School would wait until Ying Zheng was crowned before entering Qin again. Who would have thought that it would be earlier than he had expected, and there was even a pantyhose and high-heeled maniac, Great Si Ming.
Needless to say, Mr. Li was a person who loved food and would definitely take good care of his future wife group.
Now that the group of madams had just arrived in the State of Qin, they were unfamiliar with the place and people. Mr. Li needed to welcome them…
Therefore, Jiang Li walked to the middle of the street and blocked the way of the carriage that the madams were riding on.
As the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, the Fire Sect disciples of the Yin-Yang School began to notice Jiang Li.
What did he mean?
Specially blocking the way?
Didn't they see that this was the carriage of the Yin-Yang School?
It had to be said that the Yin-Yang School was indeed very powerful. Even though they were in Xianyang City, they were still arrogant. A middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the Yin-Yang School's Fire Sect leader shouted,"Who is in front? Hurry up and move aside!"
As the two sides got closer, the carriage had to stop. Dozens of disciples of the Yinyang School and Fire Sect glared at Jiang Li. Their killing intent swept across the surroundings and pounced on Jiang Li. The pedestrians on the street retreated and stood in the distance, pointing and gossiping.
"That's the carriage of the Yin-Yang School. There's a spell symbol flashing on it. It's not a low level carriage, perhaps it's an elder.”
" Interesting. The white-veiled bamboo hat man has a long sword at his waist. He's most likely a martial arts expert. He's specifically blocking the way…"
"The Yin-Yang School is cruel and has many enemies. I think they are here for revenge.”
"Fighting is forbidden in Xianyang City. Will the two sides start fighting?”
"It's only interesting to fight. It's a good time to see what the strange Yin-Yang Art looks like.”
The endless discussions around them made the Fire Sect disciples of the Yin-Yang School turn gloomy. The leader of the Fire Sect shouted again,"Who are you? Why are you blocking the way?"
Jiang Li, who was wearing a white gauze hat, coughed. He looked at the crowd and said,""Neighbors, please judge this. The street is so wide that it can accommodate ten carriages. Although everyone likes to walk in the middle, why should I give way to others when I walk on the street? Could it be that the streets of Xianyang City were built by the Yinyang School?”
As soon as he said this, there were many swordsmen and machetemen among the passers-by who were watching the show. These swordsmen had always been bold enough to break the ban with their martial arts. They all spoke up for justice,
"That's right. So what if they're from the Yin-Yang School? This is Xianyang, the State of Qin!"
"Brother, don't be afraid. We'll prove to you that if you walk in the middle of the road, the Yinyang School will force you to make way. Even if they cause a ruckus in the Internal Affairs Office, they won't be in the right.”
"Since Young Master has a long sword at his waist, he must be a chivalrous swordsman. The Yin-Yang School is cruel and loves to play dirty tricks in the dark. Young Master, don't be afraid.”
In the carriage, Dong Jun, Yueshen, and Great Si Ming frowned. They had also heard the commotion outside. Someone was blocking the way.
After that, Dong Jun and Yueshen both looked at Great Si Ming. Their intentions were obvious. They wanted her to get out of the car and deal with this matter.
Great Si Ming understood what he meant. After all, her status was not as high as the others, and both the Eastern Monarch and the Moon Goddess could command her.
Opening the curtain of the carriage, Great Si Ming got off the carriage with a cold expression. He walked to the front of the disciples in a few steps and stared at the arrogant figure indifferently.
At this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Great Si Ming, and some people even swallowed their saliva secretly.
Great Si Ming looked too beautiful. Her long hair was tied up high, and a strand of hair fell in front of her cold face, reaching straight to her heart. She was wearing a red dress with dense spell symbols and a black robe. Her long legs were wearing high heels, and most importantly, the spider pattern stockings on her legs and her slender, blood-red hands were especially eye-catching.
Mature and cold, deadly and charming, with beautiful facial features and a graceful figure. These were the adjectives in everyone's hearts.
"Big Sister Si Ming, do you have a problem with Mister Li and want to see my real face?”Jiang Li thought to himself. He sized up the cold and elegant Great Si Ming with great interest. His eyes were fixed on the pair of long legs with high heels and stockings.
If there were legs here, they would definitely sigh. It was not too much to play with them for ten years. As for that pair of red, slender hands, they had more uses.
Perhaps it was because too many people were looking at her, Great Si Ming's cold face turned a little gloomy. She looked at the man in the white bamboo hat and said indifferently,""What do you mean by this? Why are you blocking the way?"
"Young lady, your words are wrong. The path is built by the Qin country, and anyone in the world can walk it. The Yin-Yang School is one of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy, and it's one of the top existences. Why don't you know the principle of humility and courtesy? Instead, you bully me with numbers and force me to make way?”
Jiang Li's voice was deep and heavy. He deliberately changed his tone so that the Eastern Monarch and Moon Goddess wouldn't be able to tell that it was Mr. Li who was blocking the way.
The swordsmen who were watching the show realized that the bamboo hat man was not afraid of the Yin-Yang School and started to add fuel to the fire.
"Brother, you are right. The Yinyang School is famous in the seven countries and can be ranked in the top ten among the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.”
"Young Master, don't panic. This is Xianyang City. The laws of the Qin country are written clearly.”
"The Yin-Yang School was born out of Taoism. Could it be that you have only learned the Yin-Yang Art and have never learned Taoism's peace of mind?”
Hearing the mocking voices around him, Great Si Ming's eyes turned cold as he stared at them, remembering their faces in his heart so that he could settle the old scores in the future.
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