Gao Wenxin looked up and down at Zhang Fubao, who was wearing a Taoist robe but had a head of beautiful hair. She saw that her hair was like silk and satin, shining like a mirror, her eyebrows were like a painting, and she was charmingly naive. It was obvious that she was a young girl. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Can you do it? This is a serious matter, can Miss Bao 'er bring me to see the Taoist Master? "
Zhang Fubao was bored to death, and now that she finally had something to do, how could she let her see her brother? Besides, her brother had been invited by the big tea merchant, Mr. Mei.
She sat on the chair, pushed the divination tools on the table, and said in an old voice, "Why not? My skills are not inferior to my brother's, and besides … the Taoist Master doesn't do divination for people easily. If you trust me, I'll do it for you. It's fate that we met, let's forget about the divination. If you don't trust me, then Miss Wen Xin, please go back. Even if you see my brother, he won't do anything. "
She saw that Gao Wenxin was worried about personal gains and losses, and suddenly smiled mischievously, revealing two cute canine teeth in her mouth. She said to her, "Does sister want to read your marriage fate? Oh … sister should be married at this age, but from your appearance, you don't look like you're going to be married soon. Give me your birth date and I'll do the divination. But let me say this first, I can only tell the approximate date of your wedding, I can't tell the person. "
Gao Wenxin was so embarrassed that her beautiful face flushed red because there were two foreigners standing behind her. If they thought that she ran out of the Mo Estate with all her might because of this, wouldn't she be laughed at to death?
She saw that Yang Ling was hosting a banquet at the Lu Garden, so she wanted to sneak out of the residence to find the Taoist master Zhang for divination. Although her ankle was sprained, the medicinal wine she made was very effective. After one night, the swelling had subsided. As long as she walked slowly, she would be fine.
Everyone in the Mo residence knew that this pretty girl often went in and out of the supervisor's bedroom in the dead of night. Who would believe that there was no romantic relationship between the two?
In the hearts of these people, this handmaiden, who was as beautiful as a flower, had long been regarded as the Fourth Lady. She wanted to see Celestial Master Zhang, but Baihu He, who was staying behind, tried to stop her for a long time, but he could not dissuade her. He had no choice but to send a small sedan chair and two of his best men to follow her closely.
Seeing that this Miss Bao 'er was so arrogant, patting her chest and claiming that she had received the teachings of the previous Taoist Master, Gao Wenxin had to sit down and whispered to the two foreigners, "Please wait for me outside, I want … a Zhenren to do divination for me."
The two foreigners saw it was a young lady who was yearning for love and was anxious to become the Factory Supervisor's wife. The girl's face was tender, it was indeed inappropriate for them to stand next to her. Thereupon they complied and withdrew from the door, and waited in the corridor.
Gao Wenxin fished out a slip of paper from her bosom, but before she could speak, Zhang Fubao, who was eager to show off, had already snatched it over. He stretched out his jade-like palm to stop her from speaking, and with an arrogant expression, he said, "There's no need to speak, the Celestial Master knows the secrets of heaven, and it's not far from the truth. Wait for me to calculate it for you."
She wanted to show off. Originally, she only needed one kind of divination tool to do the divination, but now she used the copper coin, the fortune teller, the tortoise shell, the compass, and the other tools one by one. Her movements were skillful and beautiful, dazzling Gao Wenxin and increasing her confidence in her.
The more Zhang Fubao calculated, the slower his movements became. Finally, he hesitated and could not speak. Gao Wenxin couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Is there anything wrong? "
Zhang Fubao raised his head and glanced at her with his big black and white eyes. He thought to himself, "Oh no, I've lost so much face. Today's divination didn't work. She's clearly sitting here alive and well. If I said she was destined to die a long time ago, it would be strange if she didn't slap my mouth."
Zhang Fubao laughed dryly, "Uh … this … hehehe, you want to calculate the fate of the marriage, right? This marriage is fated by the heavens. If the fate is not right, then there is no use in knowing. When the fate is right, the right person will come. If you carelessly reveal the secrets of the heavens, I am afraid your fate will change … "
Gao Wenxin rolled her eyes and helplessly said, "Didn't you say that you can calculate anything? This birthday is not mine, it is Mr Yang's. I want … want to calculate how much is his fortune? "
Zhang Fubao was shocked. He grabbed the compass tightly and stood up. He stared at her, which made Gao Wenxin's hair stand on end. She hurriedly stood up as well.
Scholar Yang's birthday was given to her family when he was married to the Han family, so Han Youniang kept her husband's birthday. When Gao Wenxin was looking for a prescription to cure his infertility from the ancient books, she needed to know his birth date and eight characters.
In ancient times, there was no distinction between witchcraft and medicine. Medicine was often mixed with all kinds of magic. Some of them depended on the birth date to determine the dosage of medicine and the time of practice. Gao Wenxin did not know if it would work, but she did not dare to be careless when using it on someone she valued, so she copied everything and secretly asked Young-niang about Yang Ling's birth date.
At this time, according to the birth date and Yang Ling's physiognomy, Zhang Fubao had already concluded that this person's fate was strange. It must be a person with a high level of Taoist magic who had taken over his body to prolong his life.
If ordinary people heard about this, they might think that person was a monster. However, Zhang Fubao came from Mount Longhu and spent her days studying ghosts and gods. It was said that during the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Liang used the Seven-Star Lamp to borrow fate from the heavens. Unfortunately, Wei Yan broke into the tent and kicked the lamp over. She had not seen this kind of thing, but she had heard a lot of it.
Therefore, Zhang Fubao did not see Yang Ling as a monster. What she was shocked about was that she did not think that there was another expert in this world who could do this legendary spell that even her father could not do.
Zhang Fubao looked at Gao Wenxin for a long time. She remembered that her brother had said that Yang Ling had a high status and that the person behind him was very powerful. Mount Longhu could not afford to offend him. She quickly rubbed her stiff face and put on a sweet smile. She said with a smile, "You … you want to calculate his fate, right? Mr. Yang's fate is very precious. As for his life … "
Gao Wenxin asked nervously, "What about his life?"
Zhang Fubao sat back down gloomily. She said, "His life is very high. He is definitely a person with a long life. However, no one can calculate his exact age."
Gao Wenxin was surprised and happy. She asked, "Are you sure? You can't be wrong? "
Zhang Fubao was annoyed. She said, "I can't calculate the exact age. Didn't I say it's about right? In this world, other than good fortune and good life, there are also good fortune and bad fortune. Fate can only be counted as good, not bad. That's why there's the saying that fate is unpredictable. I can't guarantee an accident or bad fortune. "
Yang Ling had power in his hands. Wherever he went, there were many guards. What kind of bad fortune could there be?
Gao Wenxin had never believed Yang Ling's nonsense in the first place. She had always thought that someone was trying to trick her. Now that she had heard Zhang Fubao's words, it was as if she had taken a tranquilizer. She sat there rejoicing for a moment, her soul floating. No one knew what she was thinking.
When she came back to her senses, she saw Zhang Fubao holding his chin with his hands and blinking his big eyes curiously looking at her. She blushed and said, "Then, Miss Bao 'er … can you go back with me and tell him in person? He … I don't know what kind of nonsense he heard, but he always believed that he didn't have long to live …"
Zhang Fubao thought, "It's even more right for him to think that way. Presumably, the person who helped him take over the body to prolong his life doesn't have confidence in his own Taoist techniques and doesn't know if he can successfully change his fate. That's why he thinks like this, right?
Hmm … he's not a bad person. I don't hate him at all. It's quite pitiful for him to be so worried all day. As long as I don't expose his secret, it's fine to make up a few words about good fortune and longevity. I just don't know if big brother will agree … "
When Zhang Fubao thought of this, he smiled at Gao Wenxin and said, "Okay, I have no problem. Big brother has gone out to visit. I'll ask him when he comes back."
Gao Wenxin got the confirmation. She didn't need to wait for a while. She stood up and saluted happily, "Thank you, Miss Bao 'er. I'll go back first. I'll visit another day."
* * *
Some people can't be friends for a lifetime, even if there is no barrier between them because they lack common interests. But like-minded people can quickly become close friends.
When Yang Ling and Mo Qinghe, who were "like-minded", returned to Mo Mansion from Flower Harbor Watching Fish, they were already a pair of close friends. Good friends could talk about any topic excitedly. They talked about Hangzhou's customs, the capital's officialdom, the clouds in the sky, the flowers on the roadside, and beautiful women …
Uh … If it's the eunuch brother who took the initiative to talk to you, what's there to be embarrassed about?
Yang Ling was obviously drunk. His handsome face was flushed, and he was drunk to seventy percent. Mo Qinghe was also a little drunk. Looking at his swaying appearance, it seemed that he would fall into the river ditch if the housekeeper, Old Li, did not support him.
As soon as Yang Ling entered the quaint courtyard, he stood in the front hall and said to Mo Qinghe with a smile, "Today, I had a heart-to-heart talk with Sir Mo. It's really refreshing to drink with wine. I can't drink anymore. I'm going back to rest. Tomorrow, there will be a group of guests to entertain. Sir Mo should also have a good rest. "
Mo Qinghe seemed to be unable to open his eyes, but he said with a big tongue, "Hey, Mr. Yang, you and I are having a good talk. How can you fall asleep? Come, come, come, go to my inner study. I have the best tea. "Then he grabbed Mo Qinghe's hand and walked away.
Yang Ling said strangely as he walked, "There is good tea? Is it better than the best Emperor's tip tea you gave me? "
Mo Qinghe smiled and said, "Sir, don't blame me. It's not that I don't want to give it to you. It's just that this tea … this tea is too rare. I can only drink it occasionally. If I give it to you, the tea is too little. It's unavoidably shabby."
Yang Ling's curiosity was aroused. He couldn't help but ask, "What tea is so rare?"
Mo Qinghe leaned over and whispered in his ear, "This tea is the best Longjing tea before the rain, but … it's not picked by hand. I choose the young and beautiful girls from the tea-picking girls. I ask them to bite the tea with the tip of their tongues. I ask the tea master to prepare it and then put it into a bag and dry it on their breasts. Hehehe, the best! You can't pick much tea with your mouth in a day, so the tea leaves are pitifully little. "
This old eunuch really knows how to enjoy life, right?
Let some 14 or 15 years old young girls bite the tea leaves with their tongue and cherry lips and dry it on their breasts. The craftsmanship may not be more delicious than the best Emperor's tip tea prepared by the tea master. But when you drink the tea and think of the charming scenery, this mood …
Just like people say that Winston Churchill was addicted to Cuban cigars because he saw with his own eyes how the girls in the tobacco factory lifted their skirts and rolled cigars on their sexy and charming thighs. So, he was fascinated by this thing with a romantic fragrance. Which man could resist this romantic temptation?
Yang Ling couldn't help but glance at Mo Qinghe and said with envy, "Sir Mo is really … really … Where is the tea? Take me to see it. "
The two people passed through the front courtyard, the middle hall, the back courtyard, and finally came to an elegant and unique building. Along the way, there were flowers and plants everywhere, vines hanging from the pavilion, and tall bamboos standing on the walls. It was like a fairyland.
The rockery of Tai Lake was exquisitely carved. One peak was like a lion, and the other peak was like an eagle. Around the rocks of the lake was a cluster of green fog bamboo, accompanied by clusters of bright five-color camellias …
The back courtyard was inlaid with green brick inscriptions on the wall, engraved with the four words "Flower and Bamboo Pleasant Tranquility". Around the brick wall, there were clear bricks with hollowed out carvings of plums, orchids, bamboos, and chrysanthemums. The lines were smooth, and the knife skills were exquisite.
There were doors on both sides of this rich house, and it was hard to tell how many rooms there were. The middle was decorated with rockery and pools, and the jagged rocks looked like honeycombs. The edges and corners of the Luohan pine were pure and twisted. The lotus leaves on the water were deep green, which set off the rockery … It was very relaxing.
The first floor of the building was a hall with a small hall, decorated elegantly and luxuriously. On one side of the small hall and the hall, there were vertical lattice windows with beautiful carvings. They were all made of expensive mahogany.
In the small hall, there was a bed against the wall. There was a quilt on the bed. It seemed that sometimes Eunuch Mo also slept here. Separated by the jade screen screen, there was a square table and a round table. The two sat in front of the round table. Mo Qinghe called a pretty little maid in a light red gown. He ordered her, and the girl quickly went to make a pot of tea.
Yang Ling looked like he couldn't hold his liquor. However, since he accidentally saw the child, he was really wary of this Eunuch Mo. Now, he didn't know what tricks Eunuch Mo was going to play by tasting tea, so he was secretly cautious.
At this time, Butler Li came in. He stood in the outer hall and said respectfully, "Master, the first batch of tax money to the capital is about to set sail. The escort envoy asks Master to check the box seal, you see …"
Mo Qinghe's inner study seemed to have a lot of rules. The maid who made the tea also left the building immediately. Now, his most trusted Butler Li only stood in the outer hall and waited. He didn't dare to step into the room easily. Mo Qinghe frowned. He suddenly realized and patted his head, "Oh, I forgot. Is it going to set sail today?"
He turned to Yang Ling and said with a smile, "Master, you patrol the tax money in the south. I can't lose Master's face. This year's tax money, I have paid 80% of the first batch. It will be shipped now. The silver ship is slow, so it will be shipped first. When Master returns to the capital, the silver ship will also arrive at the capital, hehehe … "
Yang Ling was surprised and happy. It was a good sign. Now the tax supervisors all over the world were watching and waiting. Once the gap in Jiangnan was broken, the tax supervisors all over the world would think that Dongchang's momentum was gone. He came to the south this time and finally accomplished this big thing. No matter who Master Mo was, his move was obviously to show his loyalty and goodwill to him. As long as the silver ship was shipped, the whole situation would change. At that time, even if he wanted to regret, it would be too late.
Yang Ling hurriedly stood up and said, "Okay, then do it quickly. This … Master Mo has official business. Let's drink tea and chat another day. I will go back to the West Courtyard first."
Mo Qinghe hurriedly said, "No hurry, this tea is fresh and tender. If it is brewed for a long time, it will lose its fragrance. Haha, it seems that this is Master's good fortune. I have to go out now, uh …" He hesitated, walked to the door and shouted upstairs, "Madam, come downstairs quickly and greet Master for me."
Yang Ling was shocked and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Sir Mo has official matters to attend to, so I'll leave for now. Uh … there is no one else in this building, and it's not appropriate for only the women to accompany you."
Mo Qinghe said embarrassedly, "If Master leaves now, is it the way to treat a guest? Master doesn't have to think too highly of her. I said I am Madam, but Master still doesn't know who I am? Xiao Lou is a famous prostitute in Jiangnan. Marrying her is just for show. What kind of Madam is she? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter … "
As he was speaking, a delicate voice came from upstairs, "Master, are you going out?"
Then he saw a pair of red embroidered shoes and a green skirt swaying on the corner of the stairs. A person leisurely walked down the stairs. It was the charming Madam Mo.
Yang Ling couldn't help but awkwardly cup his hands and say, "Madam Mo …"
When Madam Mo saw him, she was startled for a moment. Then, she gazed at him with her charming eyes and said with a smile, "I didn't know it was Lord Yang. Please forgive me for my lack of manners." As she said this, she gracefully curtsied.
Mo Qinghe said, "Madam, I have to go to the Tax Revenue Yamen to check the silver in a box and then go to the capital. I just brewed a pot of good tea and wanted to use it to cure Master's drunkenness. Please accompany Master to sit for a while. Ah, Mr Yang doesn't need to be reserved. I will leave." Then he hurriedly followed Housekeeper Li out.
Yang Ling remembered Madam Mo's flirting with him last time. His heart couldn't help but beat a little faster. He thought, "Could it be that Mo Qinghe used a honey trap on me? But he is completely at ease with me today. There is no need for him to make a green hat for himself with his wife. He is a eunuch and his wife is a registered prostitute. Could it be that he only treats her as a decoration? That's why he doesn't respect her? "
Madam Mo saw him in a daze. She gently raised her hand and brushed the hair on her temples. Her posture was really soft and lovely. With the brush of her slender fingers, her green sleeves slid down, revealing a snow-white wrist.
Madam Mo saw Yang Ling looking at her. She turned her eyes and said with a sweet smile, "Master, please come in and sit down. Master treasures this tea very much. He said that it is the best of the best. He is so stingy that he doesn't even let me taste it. But today, thanks to Master's light."
As she said that, she walked over with light steps. Yang Ling stood at the door. He only smelled an elegant fragrance. He hurriedly retreated two steps and sat down on the chair.
Madam Mo walked close to him and gently poured two cups of tea. She quietly looked at Yang Ling. She saw him looking at his nose and looking at his heart like an old monk in meditation. She couldn't help but tilt the corner of her mouth. A trace of a charming smile flashed by. Then she sweetly raised the cup and offered it with both hands, "Master, please taste this tea. How does it taste?"
Yang Ling saw that the cup was already in front of his chest. He had to take it with both hands. He couldn't guess Mo Qinghe's thoughts for a while. Although he knew that Mo Qinghe didn't have any reason to poison him, he was still cautious. He gently took a sip and savored the taste.
Madam Mo's pair of charming spring water eyes were staring at him. She seemed to be waiting for his evaluation. He couldn't spit out the tea, so how long could he keep it in his mouth? Yang Ling had to bite the bullet and swallow it. He didn't feel any discomfort in his stomach. Only then did he feel relieved.
Madam Mo also raised her cup. Her pair of seductive smiling eyes looked at Yang Ling. Her pair of red lips gently opened. She took a sip of the tea and softly said with a smile, "It really is a good tea. But the taste … it's nothing special, right? Master. "
Her smile was full of charm. Sure enough, her smile was coquettish to the bone. It could charm people's souls. Her delicate voice had a bit of gentleness, and it was even sweeter.
Yang Ling also had to admit that this woman was a peerless beauty. Among the women he had seen, perhaps only Ma Lian 'er was there. If she was a bit older, she might be able to compete with Ma Lian' er. Other women were beautiful, but that kind of natural charm was simply incomparable.
Yang Ling gave a hollow laugh and said, "Yes, this tea … actually …"
Madam Mo bent down. Her body was getting closer and closer. Her pair of charming and seductive eyes stared at Yang Ling and softly said, "In fact, this tea's taste is indeed different. It's just that Master's way of drinking it is wrong. Does Master want to know how to drink it?"
Yang Ling straightened his body and said, "Yang's knowledge of the tea ceremony is limited. Madam Mo, please advise me."
Madam Mo listened with a smile that wasn't a smile. She brought the cup to her mouth and said, "The reason why this tea is different is because it should be drunk like this!"
After saying that, she poured a mouthful of tea into her small mouth. She put down the teacup, twisted her slender waist, and suddenly sat on Yang Ling's bosom. Her right hand wrapped around his neck, and her rosy lips moved closer.
Yang Ling jumped in fright. But her round and soft buttocks were sitting on his lap, and her full and firm breasts were right in front of him. Where was this hand going to push? He hurriedly dodged and said, "Madam Mo, please conduct yourself with dignity."
Although this woman was extremely beautiful and charming, she was too lowly. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Ling still didn't know whether Mo Qinghe had committed a great sin or not, and it wasn't convenient for him to shed all pretense of cordiality with him, he would have already stood up and pushed her away.
Madam Mo didn't force him. She swallowed the tea, and her hands wrapped around his neck. She charmingly said, "Mr. Yang, are you worried that you will be impeached for molesting a lowly official's wife?"
She faintly sighed, lowered her long eyelids, and said, "Daren, you still don't understand why Master … why did he want me to serve Daren?"
She raised her eyes and glanced at Yang Ling. She had a lovely and charming expression as she said, "This lowly concubine is a prostitute. Apart from this beauty, I don't have any other strong points. Master, he … he is only pretending to be a phoenix and pretending to be a phoenix. When did he really treat this lowly concubine as his wife? He sincerely wants to get close to Daren, so he wants this lowly concubine to recommend herself to his bed. He absolutely doesn't dare to have any unfavorable thoughts towards Daren."
While Madam Mo was speaking, her full and round buttocks were gently rubbing against Yang Ling's body. Although her delicate body was light, her buttocks sitting on Yang Ling's lap gave off a kind of heavy feeling. It pressed against his body, and the buttocks flesh on his thigh felt soft and bouncy.
If it weren't for the fact that her buttocks were sitting on his thighs, far away from his vitals, and if it weren't for the fact that he was sitting cross-legged, he would have already made a fool of himself.
Yang Ling couldn't bear it anymore. He straightened his body and stood up. He pushed her away from his embrace and coldly said, "Madam, please conduct yourself. You are Master Mo's wife. How can Yang do such a thing? Goodbye! "
Yang Ling wasn't a fool. If Master Mo wasn't evil, it would naturally be good to rope him in. However, if he used the method of enjoying his wife to form an alliance, even if he didn't care about moral scruples, he would at least be blackmailed by others. At that time, it was inevitable that Master Mo would use his privacy to control him. He had three beautiful wives and concubines at home, so he wasn't so desperate that he couldn't be choosy.
Madam Mo used her boundless spring beauty and ten thousand kinds of amorous feelings as a weapon. She had always been successful in every endeavor. There hadn't been a man who could resist her temptation. Now that Mo Qinghe hinted her to go to bed with Yang Ling, he must have already investigated Yang Ling's background. It would be strange if he wasn't a greedy and lecherous person. Why … was he hypocritically refusing her?
Madam Mo was somewhat surprised. At the same time, her competitive spirit rose. She suddenly blocked the door and said with a tender smile, "Daren is His Majesty's favorite minister and the Governor of the Inner Works. You can cover the sky with one hand. What are you afraid of? Why are you still so timid? I want to make love with you and be entangled for a night. Although my family's master wants to show his sincerity to Daren, in fact, I … I also … "
She bit her lip and glanced at Yang Ling with a bashful smile. She blushed and said, "Daren is so handsome and extraordinary. Since the first time I saw him, I have always remembered him in my heart. Daren … please take me …"
As Madam Mo spoke, she gently pulled the belt of her dress. That dress was like a shadow gliding on the water's surface. It stuck to her soft and beautiful body and quietly fell down. Unexpectedly, there wasn't even a thread of thread inside the dress.
That smooth and fragrant shoulder, that plump and exquisite chest, that slim waist, that crystal clear, slender, and softly curvy thighs that were straight and slender together without a gap in the middle, and that delicate ankle …
The smoothness of her body outlined her smooth curves. Even though her body was naked, she was still seductive and natural. Her eyes looked like they were about to drip water as she looked at Yang Ling affectionately. The corners of her lips curled into a beautiful, alluring, and slightly flirtatious smile …
In a hidden hole, a pair of eyes stared at this perfect and flawless body. His gaze became fiery. It was Mo Qinghe's eyes.
What a beautiful woman. She was truly the most perfect body created by God. His breathing also became rapid. He wanted to carry a spear and mount a horse. He wanted to personally go into battle, but he couldn't do it. So, peeping at Madam and other men having an affair had become his biggest hobby.
When he saw other people having a good time with Xiao Lou Yan, he could imagine that he was that man. He could see this coquettish woman moaning under his crotch. Soon … he could see it. He could experience the happiness of being a man.
Because he believed that there was absolutely no gentleman who could resist the peerless appearance and naked body of Jiangnan's first famous prostitute. A well-dressed official like the Administrative Commissioner could not resist. An official like the Inspector, who was known for his incorruptibility and did not love money, could not resist. How could an official with three wives and concubines, who spent all day thinking about smuggling and making money, resist?
At this time, Yang Ling had realized that this was a trap, a pit! He didn't know what Mo Qinghe's intention was. He had obviously accepted his bribe. Why did Mo Qinghe still couldn't wait to give his wife to him?
Those strange missing children, the sudden rise of Jiangnan's tycoon Li Gui, the sincere love and joy when Mo Qinghe looked at Madam Mo when he first arrived at Mo Mansion … All kinds of pictures flashed in his heart, reminding him of the conspiracy.
What should he do? Refuse with awe-inspiring righteousness, and then leave in a huff? Could Mo Qinghe still trust the image of a corrupt official that he created?
Push the boat with the current and accept her? She was originally a prostitute. She didn't have any chastity or integrity. Such a mature and peerless beauty indeed had an irresistible charm. However, even if he didn't consider the feelings of his wife, should he become Mo Qinghe's puppet from now on?
How could he get away safely without arousing her (his) suspicion? Madam Mo gracefully came to greet him. Her dazzling naked body had a confident and intoxicating sweet smile on her face. She opened her charming arms …
A thought flashed in Yang Ling's mind. Suddenly, a plan came to his mind. His face was full of pain. He turned around and slammed the table heavily, shaking the cups and plates. Then he sternly shouted, "Stop! Don't come over! "
Madam Mo never expected to see such an expression and action from him. She had seen officials with a more incorruptible reputation than him. For example, the Jiangnan Imperial Messenger, a dignified gentleman. A 60-year-old old man, didn't he pounce on her like a dog when he saw her naked body?
He … was he so upright? Didn't the master investigate him? He was greedy for money and lustful, but he still called a brother of the Painting of Eroticism Palace. Could he be a real gentleman?
She was stunned and blurted out, "Daren, you … you don't like me? Is Xiao Lou not worthy to be with you for one night? "
Yang Ling painfully frowned and slowly turned his head. There was a bitter smile on his lips, "I have a beautiful maid following me. Do you think that I have illicit affairs with her?"
Madam Mo didn't know why he suddenly asked about this. She couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise. A naked beauty with such an expression on her face looked really strange and ridiculous.
She thought for a moment and shook her head, "I have seen that girl several times. She … has a straight neck and a straight waist. Her eyebrows are not greasy or scattered. She also has a gait when she walks … Xiao Lou has seen a lot of people. That girl should be a virgin!"
Speaking until here, she suddenly covered her mouth and laughed. She said in a charming voice, "Daren already has three wives and concubines. Are you afraid of adding another one? Why don't you want that girl? Her appearance is really not bad. "
Yang Ling suddenly burst into laughter. This laughter wasn't fake, but it came from the bottom of his heart. Heaven is really helping me. Originally, he thought that Madam Mo would misunderstand that he had an affair with Gao Wenxin. Inevitably, he would have to waste more words. Since she could recognize that Gao Wenxin was a virgin, his fabricated reason would be more believable.
Yang Ling's series of crazy laughter stunned Madam Mo. She foolishly said, "You … what are you laughing at?"
Yang Ling sneered. The corner of his mouth twitched (he was trying to hold back his laughter). Then, he sadly said, "You think I don't want to? Which man doesn't want to have three wives and four concubines? Ai, Madam Mo … "
He 'greedily' glanced at Madam Mo's enchanting naked body. His eyes didn't dare to look at her seductive lower body. He quickly shifted his gaze and stared at the window. He said, "Today, you and I are facing each other in rags. You definitely won't tell anyone about what happened between us today. I'm not afraid to tell you about this scandal.
Do you think I want to take a concubine? If it wasn't for His Majesty's decree, how could I let them marry me? Do you know why I dared to defy the imperial edict for my wife? Because I have wronged her. She has been married to me for more than a year. She is still a virgin, but she has no complaints or regrets. How can I not love her and cherish her? "
Madam Mo's eyes widened in shock. She pointed at him and stammered, "You … you … you have a secret …" As she spoke, she retreated. Suddenly, she picked up her clothes and draped them over her body.
For a woman like her, who had this kind of experience, she wasn't afraid to let a man see her naked. She even hoped to see a man head over heels for her, but she didn't want to let a man who wasn't a man see her naked.
Yang Ling nodded his head in pain. Distressingly, he said, "Yes! The female servant I brought with me was the daughter of Imperial Physician Gao who was beheaded during the Former Emperor's death. I saved her and brought her with me because I wanted her to cure my hidden illness. But … until now, there hasn't been any improvement. I … I … "
Saying this, he suddenly turned around and rushed past Madam Mo. His face was full of shame as he fled.
Madam Mo grabbed her clothes and stood there in a daze. After a long time, she suddenly bent down and laughed loudly while holding her stomach. She laughed so hard that tears flowed out. It was unknown whether she was laughing at Yang Ling or herself.
Behind the hole in the wall, Eunuch Mo, who was waiting to watch a good show, was also startled. No wonder … so it was like this … pitiful, truly pitiful. He himself was a genuine eunuch, but wasn't he also one?
They were both people who had fallen into the same predicament! Eunuch Mo finally understood why the newly appointed Supervisor of the Inner Factories was so desperate to make money by accepting bribes and doing business.
That's right, incomplete men like us, other than seizing this opportunity, other than using Brother Kong Fang to show that we are men worthy of respect, what else can we do?
Behind the wall, he couldn't help but laugh. First, he giggled, then he laughed loudly. There were tears in his laughter …
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