Mai Ziwei fell to the ground, convulsing. Marquis Shou Ning had personally selected him in the morning. The poor scholar, Hua Jiao Yang, who was the first to be selected, was shocked and angry. He rushed forward and shouted, "You … how can you be so rude? Brother Mai was just joking, how can you hurt him? "
Princess Yongchun raised her fist, and Hua Jiao Yang immediately turned around and retreated to the side of Mai Ziwen, who was on the verge of death. He picked him up and shook him with all his might while massaging the place where his fist was hit. He asked anxiously, "Brother Mai, Brother Mai, are you alright?"
"I … Uh … Gently … Gently … Let me … Breathe … Breathe …" Mai Ziwen had just recovered from the shaking, but he was out of breath again. Hua Jiao Yang immediately shouted, "Someone, hurry up and inform Master Mai's family to bring him back. He needs medical treatment as soon as possible."
"No! I … I … Wu … Wu … "Second Young Master Mai's protest was futile. He was carried away by many warm-hearted brothers and asked the head of the QING: Five Cities Warlords to inform his family to bring him back.
Those who passed the interview had to write down their name, place of origin and address. They would then wait for the officials to investigate and confirm if they were not faking their identity or impersonating someone else. If they could get rid of Mai Ziwei, they would have one less opponent.
The head of the QING: Five Cities Warlords came in with the Marquis of Jianchang and the others. The status of the QING: Five Cities Warlords in the capital was similar to that of the local police. He did not dare to offend the Marquis of Jianchang and was afraid that these people would ask him to arrest the culprit. This was a good opportunity for him to slip away. He quickly put on a face as if it was a matter of life and death. He called a few bailiffs and carried Mai Ziwei, who was struggling to jump off, out of the crowd.
Hua Jiao Yang got rid of one of the contestants and retreated into the crowd proudly. He raised his fist and shouted, "This young master's character is too bad. He started a fight just because of a disagreement. What right does he have to be the Emperor's son-in-law? We protest! We strongly demand that this person be disqualified! "
When the seeded players heard this, they hurriedly responded. For a moment, fists were raised in the air, and the atmosphere was magnificent. When Princess Yongchun saw this scene, she was amused. She calmly stood with her hands behind her back, looking left and right, hoping that someone would step forward and make a move. Unfortunately, although these people were shouting passionately, they just stood there and did not make a move.
Lin Luojia, the one who made the shocking entrance, was the only one who knew martial arts. The well-behaved child was not as cunning as these people. Just now, he had been attacked by their open and hidden mockery, making him feel ashamed. He felt that he was not qualified to compete for the position of Prince Consort and had already given up. Of course, he would not fight with them.
Seeing how chaotic the scene was, Zhang Yanling regretted allowing the two sisters to sneak into the Princes Palace. When he was in the palace, Zhang Yanling was very happy when he heard that his two nieces were going to his palace to play. But as soon as he left the palace, Yongchun shouted that she wanted to come to the Princes Palace. Only then did Zhang Yanling know that he had been tricked. But his goal was to get closer to the two princesses. As long as they were happy, it did not matter to him whether they went to the Marquis Palace or not. So he brought the two princesses here.
Although Zhang Yanling usually bullied his neighbors, these people in front of him were just children who were still wet behind the ears. Naturally, he would not argue with them. Zhang Yanling was about to persuade Princess Yongchun to calm down when Liu Dachui came to the back hall with his belly bulging. When he saw these people making a racket, he immediately shouted, "What are you shouting for? Are you looking for a Prince Consort or are you kids playing house? "
The Prince Consort candidates were immediately stunned by this bearded uncle. They slowly put down their fists that were raised in the air.
Liu Bang Chui stared at them majestically, pointed his finger and said, "Go! Register over there. Write down your name, birthdate, and home address in as much detail as you can. Once you are done, get lost and wait for Li Zheng Baojia to inform you to participate in the second round.
Hurry up! What's the point of waiting here for dinner? Our Duke doesn't have the time to answer you. Let me tell you, today is our Duke's big day. If we delay Duke's nuptial chamber, if the chief election officer is not happy … Hehehe … "
This sentence was more effective than anything else. Everyone immediately swarmed to the registration area, picked up their brushes and started to write their resumes. Liu Bang Chui turned and saw Yongfu and her sister. He couldn't help but smile in surprise and said, "Hey, when did you two participate in the election? Hmm … Your character and appearance have the smell of a Prince Consort. Quickly go and register. "
Princess Yongchun's anger had not subsided yet. On the other hand, Princess Yongfu smiled faintly and cupped her hands, saying, "Thank you, Chief Officer. We brothers … are here to look for someone, not to be a Prince Consort. You are … Duke Wei's subordinate, Mr. Yang's? "
"Yes, I used to be a soldier in the capital camp. Later, I followed Mr. Yang and Eunuch Yang. Aren't you here to select a Prince Consort? Not good, not good. If you get a Prince Consort, it will be a waste. "Liu Bang Chui said with a smile.
When Princess Yongfu heard this, she was slightly displeased. She glanced sideways at him and said, "Being a Prince Consort means marrying the current imperial sister and becoming a relative of the imperial family. What's wrong with that? Hmm … if Duke Wei says so, I can still be willing. "
She was really a little unhappy. She was already greatly disappointed when she met these candidates today. Now that she heard a small family warrior from Yang House speaking in such a big tone, she immediately became displeased.
Liu Bangchui laughed and said, "Of course my Gongye will not suffer that kind of punishment, but I," he patted his chest and proudly said, "If the Princess takes a fancy to me, I won't hesitate to be the Prince Consort."
Even Princess Yongchun was displeased when she heard this. She raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "Being a Prince Consort is a blessing accumulated over several lifetimes. What's wrong with that?"
Liu Bang Chui laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright. You two little fellows know nothing. If you want to look for someone, quickly go look for him. My Lord is getting married today. I have to hurry back to serve him. Is it good to be a Prince Consort? If you become a Prince Consort, you will have to take a bag of rice to get some salary every month. No matter how capable you are, you cannot become an official. What's good about a man who relies on his wife for a living?
You can say that you have a wife, but she lives in the palace. Meeting her is like a cowherd meeting a weaver girl. What's the difference between that and being a bachelor? You can't take a concubine and can't divorce your wife. When a man sees his wife, he must first bow with his hands clasped in front. So useless. "
Zhang Yanling coughed dryly and said, "Uh … Ning 'er, Ting' er, let's go."
"Don't." Princess Yongchun was angry. She angrily pointed at Liu Bang Chui's nose and said, "Do you know? The current Princess Yongfu is a charming and charming woman. She is a first-rate beauty. You say being a Prince Consort is not good? If being a Prince Consort is not good, would there be so many people fighting for it? "
Liu Bang Chui clutched his stomach and laughed, "You, this little fellow, are really funny. Hehe, Princess Yongfu is beautiful. I know that. My Lord has praised that Princess Yongfu and our Wen Xin Furen have similar temperament. Miss Tang Yixian also said that they are alike. Since she looks like our Wen Xin Furen, then she should be very beautiful. But can beauty be used to eat?
Look at that group of trash over there. How many of them are presentable? None of these Prince Consort candidates are to our Gongye's liking. After a day, our Gongye's head is shaking like a rattle drum. Little fellow, let me tell you, those who have the ability to pass the imperial examinations and pass the imperial examinations, 99 out of 100 do not want to be a Prince Consort. Even the rich and powerful families do not want to be a Prince Consort. Everything about the Emperor's family is good, but being a Prince Consort is not good.
Fine, I don't have time to talk about these things with you. Our Lord is marrying a wife today, and the one he is marrying is Wen Xin Furen. Wen Xin Furen is as beautiful as the Princess, but how virtuous is she? It's good to marry her and be a real wife, not like marrying a Princess. Hehe, if there's nothing else, then hurry up and leave. Don't meddle here. If you are really chosen, then you can't even refuse to marry her. Then wouldn't your life be over? "
After Liu Da Bang Chui finished farting, he proudly returned to the front courtyard, causing Little Princess Yongchun to stomp her feet in anger. She clenched her small fists and angrily said, "Outrageous, treating the Imperial Princess as a girl that no one wants. Is this how Yang Ling teaches his servants? What a load of nonsense. "
Princess Yongfu's face turned pale. She only knew that the Princess had to live in the Tenth Wangfu after getting married, and the husband and wife could not see each other often. However, she did not have to worry about food and clothing, and was a woman. She was already a thousand years old, so there was no need to think about so many problems.
In the dramas, when the Princess looked for a Prince Consort, didn't she always find a talented man? It turned out that this was how the common people viewed the Princess. No wonder the servants of the Tenth Wangfu looked down on the Prince Consorts. No matter how well-dressed they were, they did not come from a noble family. It was no wonder that those candidates were unbearably vulgar. The truly talented people all looked forward to becoming an official, and the young men from well-to-do families were also unwilling to be bound by this.
No one had ever dared to say these things directly to the Princess. Liu Da Bang Chui's words were a huge blow to the proud and arrogant Princess, who thought that she was a proud daughter of Heaven.
A huge psychological gap made her suddenly understand: She had thought that she was a proud daughter of Heaven, a treasure in the hearts of the young men in the world. But it turned out that those who wanted to marry her were those who had no ambition, lacked talent, and wanted to be mediocre and rely on the Prince Consort's salary and the Princess' dowry to enjoy a comfortable life. The truly young and promising men were afraid to avoid her, even that unbearably vulgar family guard of the Duke …
In front of her, another two young men who had been chosen walked in happily and complacently towards the back hall. Princess Yongfu suddenly felt a wave of disgust, a kind of extreme disgust. What the young men in front of her looked like, what status, what talent they had, she did not want to pay attention to them. She only knew that among the young men gathered in this room, none of them were really here for her. She, Yongfu, was just an imperial edict given by the Emperor.
Marrying her was like accepting an imperial edict and obtaining an official position. She would wear a new wedding dress, put on a red veil, and happily entrust her life to the man, but he only treated her as a golden rice bowl given by the Emperor.
In fact, Yongfu's thinking was a little extreme. Even for ordinary couples, before marriage, they did not know each other's appearance, temperament, and character. They would first enter the bridal chamber, and then develop feelings for each other. There was no lack of deep love, and they would grow old together. As a princess, the man that she found would not be so unbearable.
However, because of her identity as a princess, her husband rarely dared to tease her. In addition to the fact that it was rare to see each other twice a year, the probability of a princess and the Prince Consort being happy and loving was indeed the lowest. Their marriage was the strongest. No matter if they were rich or poor, or how long they had been apart, they would always be one husband and one wife. They would not even have a single concubine. From this point of view, their marriage was the happiest, the most perfect, and their feelings should also be the most sincere. But … were they really happy?
Princess Yongfu suddenly lost interest, and no longer cared about who she was going to marry. A princess, such a noble identity. From the moment she was born, she enjoyed the honor that all the girls in the world dreamed of. She had obtained something that other women could never obtain, so naturally, she would also lose something.
"Let's … go." Princess Yongfu said with disinterest.
"Alright! Let's go to Duke Wei Public House and see what tricks Yang is up to. Didn't his wife already have a first rank title? Where did this Wen Xin come from? I don't believe that she is better than my sister. "
The Duke of Jianchang complained incessantly when he heard this. He quickly went forward and said, "Your Royal Highness, let's go back earlier. It doesn't matter if Yang Ling is taking a concubine or marrying a wife. How can a princess visit to congratulate him? It's not appropriate."
Princess Yongchun smiled like a flower and said, "Imperial Uncle, who said that the princess is visiting? The one who should congratulate him is you, not us. "
"Watch Yang Ling marry a wife?" Yongfu suddenly became even more unhappy. She flicked her sleeves and lost her temper. "Xiuting, if you don't want to go back, then go to the Public House by yourself. I'm going back to the palace!"
Her slender fingers quietly clenched. Her fingertips pricked her palms. This is an important event in my life. My lifetime of happiness. Am I going to be manipulated like this? What should I do? I must think of a way.
As Princess Yongfu walked, she secretly made up her mind …
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Liu Jin went against the rules and sat in a large sedan carried by sixteen people to the West Mountain Inner Factory. He was surrounded by people, intending to give Wu Jie, who had just been promoted to the Inner Factory Supervisor, a show of strength. Unfortunately, his show of strength was in vain. Wu Jie did not have any prestige at all. Everything was prepared so that no one could see anything wrong with it. The roster of the Inner Factory, the contract of doing business with the Imperial Family, everything was prepared so that no one could see anything wrong with it.
The few trusted aides that Liu Jin brought with him from the Department of Rites were placed into the Inner Factory by Liu Jin on the spot. They occupied several of the most important positions. Not only did Wu Jie not object, but he also led the Heads of the Secretaries to hold a grand welcome ceremony. He invited the new Heads of the Secretaries, the Thousand Households, and the Penal Officers to give their inaugural speeches. His eagerness made Liu Jin feel embarrassed.
Sigh! Everyone in the world fawned on the rich and powerful. Who did not think of their own future? Yang Ling left the stage. As soon as he left, the tea turned cold. He thought that it would take a lot of effort to subdue Wu Jie. He did not expect that Wu Jie, who appeared to be loyal to him, would be the first to betray him. It was really cold and chilling. At this moment, Liu Jin began to sympathize with his old rival, Yang Ling.
Liu Jin was not a person who easily trusted others, but Wu Jie's actions were there for all to see. His words could be fake, but his actions could not be faked. The roster of the Inner Factory was two thick stacks. It was impossible for it to be forged. Once the people he had placed in the Inner Factory were mobilized, they would know whether it was real or fake. Wu Jie was not a rookie. If he did not want to hand over the roster, he could delay it. But if he handed over a fake roster, he would give others something to use against him.
The business sharing contracts and investment certificates signed with the Imperial Family could not be forged either. They were signed with the seals of all parties. Wu Jie also made arrangements for the people he had placed in the Inner Factory. He ordered the original officials to hand over the seals and pay their respects to the new officials. He introduced the envoys of each department in great detail and was eager for them to take up their posts immediately.
In the end, Wu Jie even took the initiative to mention that he was not in good health and that he would have asthma in winter. He begged Eunuch Liu to grant him a two-month leave. This statement was tantamount to handing over the Inner Factory to Eunuch Liu and handing over all the power to him. Liu Jin was overjoyed. He immediately granted Wu Jie's leave and comforted him with hypocritical and kind words.
By the time Liu Jin walked out of the gate of the Inner Factory accompanied by Wu Jie, the sky was already filled with stars. Standing halfway up the mountain, the biting cold wind caused his robe to flutter. Liu Jin looked down the mountain and smiled with satisfaction. He had the heroic spirit of having the world in his hands and the country in his hands.
Liu Jin held the jade belt in a reserved manner. He looked down the mountain for a moment under the accompaniment of dozens of heads, Qianhu, Baihu and other officials from the new and old factions of the Inner Factory. Suddenly, he pointed to a brightly lit place and said, "That's … the Wei Public House, right? Hehe, this Duke of ours is successful at a young age. His style is indeed different. Such a large garden, brightly lit every day. Even our Public House would not dare to be so extravagant. "
Wu Jie said respectfully, "Eunuch Liu, the salary of a Duke cannot afford to be so extravagant. The reason why the Wei Public House is so lively today is because Mr Yang has married another wife. Today is a good day for him."
"Hmm? Married a wife? " Liu Jin was startled. This Yang Ling was really open-minded. He did not know how to be worried at all. He was still happily marrying a wife even though he had taken advantage of his past.
Liu Jin rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "Eunuch Yang has lost his official position … Ah ah, he is proud of his official position and he is also proud of his love. Sigh, Sir Wu, you are considered his old subordinate. Why didn't you come to congratulate him?"
Wu Jie smiled apologetically and said, "When I heard that Eunuch Liu was coming today, I did not dare to take even half a step away. Official matters are more important. I sent a gift to Duke Wei as a token of my sincerity."
"Hahaha …" Liu Jin was overjoyed. She patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Old Wu, you're a veteran of the inner factory. Now that you're the supervisor of the inner factory, you can be considered … a well-deserved title. Work hard for our family in the future. We won't mistreat you, right?"
"Thank you, Eunuch Liu, for your guidance. I, Wu Jie, will follow your lead."
"Mm, mm, good, good," Liu Jin used her handkerchief to cover her mouth as she laughed, "High Duke Yang is attending the imperial court today, so he's much busier than the official we've assigned to the Inner Factory. We won't be getting involved. Let's take the sedan and return to the city immediately."
All the officials bowed in unison. "Send Eunuch Yang back to the city."
Liu Jin did not say anything. He bowed and entered the sedan. The sedan was lifted gently and went down the mountain along the wide, well-groomed mountain road. Liu Jin lifted the curtain of the sedan and stared at the lights at the foot of the mountain. Then, he slowly looked at the night sky that was as dark as ink. After a while, he sighed softly. 'Looking at the world, there is no one who can rival me. A hero … is lonely!'
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The lights in the Gao Village, Duke Wei's Public House were as bright as day.
It was early winter and the night was chilly. However, the Yang House was bustling with activity. There were more servants in the house. Moreover, after Yang Ling was promoted to the position of High Duke, the original bodyguards became the family guards of the High Duke's Public House. They often stayed in the house. Therefore, the front and back courtyards were very lively.
Yang Ling did not hold a grand celebration. Other than his close friends and relatives, he did not invite any officials from the court. However, there were many banquets. Slaughtering pigs and sheep was a joyous occasion for the whole house.
It turned out that the servants and maids of the Gao Residence were the happiest. The Eldest Miss had returned to the house. Moreover, she was the official Duchess of the High Duke. Just this alone made the servants who were still brooding over the annulment of the marriage between the Eldest Miss feel proud and elated. 'High Scholar? Even if you are promoted to the heavens, you are still far from being a High Duke. Our Miss is now the wife of the High Duke. With your little bit of fame, you will have to kneel and kowtow when you see our Miss! '
After bowing to the heavens and the earth, the bride was helped back to the bridal chamber. After Yang Ling, Yang Shen, Han Wei, Yang Yun Long and a few others enjoyed the banquet in the front hall, they sent them out of the house.
Walking to the moon gate in the backyard, Yang Ling stopped for a moment. The old butler greeted him with a smile and bowed, "Master, are you drunk? Do you need two people to help you in? "
"Hmm? No need, no need. " High Official Yang understood the principle of eugenics. For the sake of the health of the next generation, he only drank a few cups of rice wine with the lowest alcohol content. How would he be willing to really get drunk and waste the beautiful scenery in the bridal chamber?
Yang Ling waved his hand and walked towards the inner chamber. A few maids who were dressed in new attire greeted him with a smile. One by one, they curtsied. Yang Ling found that their smiles were a little strange. 'Strange, I am not a virgin. Why are they smiling so strangely? It's as if they are teasing me?'
Just as Yang Ling arrived at the reception hall, Han Youniang came up to greet him. She mimicked a man and bowed with a face full of flattery, "Hello, husband."
Yang Ling was puzzled and subconsciously bowed back, "Young-niang … What kind of etiquette is this?"
Han Youniang giggled and blushed. Her eyes flickered as she avoided Yang Ling's questioning gaze and said, "Sister Wen Xin is in the room. Yixian, Yu 'er, and Cher are accompanying her. I … I don't know anything. It's none of my business. Good night, husband."
Han Youniang blushed and ran away quickly. Yang Ling couldn't call for her in time. He was even more confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.
Making a scene in the bridal chamber? As this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Ling smiled in relief, "Young-niang loves me and can't bear to play tricks on me. She feels guilty and even secretly reminded me. Haha, aren't they just a few little girls? Other than Yixian, they are all my concubines. How can they dare to play tricks on me? I've seen many ways to play in the bridal chamber. I'll go and have a try. "
Yang Ling strode to the door of Gao Wenxin's room and waved his hand to dismiss the four servant girls guarding the door. As soon as he entered, his eyes lit up and he was so infatuated that he couldn't move a single step. Gao Wenxin sat on the wedding bed. She was wearing a Phoenix Coronet And Red Bridal Gown and was talking to Tang Yixian and the others.
Gao Wenxin's veil had actually been taken off by herself. The bead curtains in front of her forehead were also hung on the two sides of the phoenix coronet. Under the wedding dress and phoenix coronet, a delicate and lovely face was revealed.
Her eyes were sparkling and translucent. She looked around and the sweet smile on her lips made his heart beat faster. Seeing that he had come, Gao Wenxin hurriedly looked for the veil to cover her face again. However, it was snatched away by Tang Yixian. She then walked towards Yang Ling with a smile, "Congratulations to Big Brother for entering the bridal chamber and marrying a lovely wife."
"Haha, Yixian, uh … Why aren't the few of you going to sleep? It's already very late. "
Sheridan laughed coquettishly, "Master, how can there be a bridegroom who chases away the guests. We are waiting here to seek justice for Wen Xin jiejie."
"Seek … justice?" What justice was there in entering the bridal chamber? That was humanity. Besides, this kind of thing was not good to say that a man was taking advantage of a woman, okay? Whether it was fair or not, only the heavens would know.
If it wasn't for Tang Yixian being in the room and blocking her from speaking, Yang Ling couldn't help but talk nonsense in front of his wife and concubines.
"Master, you said that when Wen Xin jiejie first came to our house, she was originally a maid and had no reason to take responsibility for you. But when Master was framed and sent to the execution ground, Wen Xin jiejie went to block the execution ground in a white dress. Isn't this friendship heavy? "Sister Yu smiled sweetly.
Yang Ling paused and looked affectionately at Gao Wenxin. He bowed deeply, "Wen Xin's deep friendship, Xianggong engraved it in his heart and will never forget it."
Gao Wenxin's face was bright red. Her fingers twirled the hem of her bright red wedding dress. She bit her lips and didn't speak. She only used her pair of affectionate eyes to glance at him. That gaze made Yang Ling's heart beat.
"Big brother, when you went to Jiangnan, whether it was water or fire, Wen Xin jiejie served you wholeheartedly and never left your side. She treated your chronic illness. The Yang family has descendants all thanks to Wen Xin jiejie's pair of miraculous hands. Don't you think this kindness is not big?" Tang Yixian also said.
Yang Ling bowed again and said with a smile, "Big, big, Wen Xin jiejie treated my illness with acupuncture. Yang Ling will never dare to forget it."
Sheridan said, "Master, I was shocked to hear that something happened to you in Sichuan. Wen Xin jiejie brought your memorial tablet to your door. She didn't care about other people's ridicule. She only asked for the identity of a maid to keep vigil for Master until old age. Aren't you touched?"
Yang Ling heaved a deep sigh. "Yang Ling … I did my best," he said, "That's all."
Sister Yu giggled. "It's not that serious," she said, "It's just that Wen Xin jiejie has deep affection for Master. She has kindness and virtue. You have long … long been in love with each other. Yet you use all kinds of excuses and are not willing to let Wen Xin jiejie marry into the family. We sisters can't stand it anymore. Before Master left the Capital, he personally made a bet with Wen Xin jiejie. He said that if he returned to the Capital safely, what would he do? "
"Ah!" Yang Ling suddenly understood. He opened his eyes wide in astonishment. "You … you don't really want Master … me to wear a big red wedding dress and marry a man and a woman, do you?" he said.
By this time Gao Wenxin also opened her mouth, "Three sisters, don't … don't make things difficult for Master."
"Hee hee, you've just married into the family and you're already feeling sorry for your husband?" Tang Yixian giggled and mocked her. She pulled her up and stood in front of Yang Ling. "Big brother, us sisters will give you face. We won't make things difficult for you in front of the Outer Hall and outsiders. Now that we're all one family, you don't need to be polite. Change your zhuangyuan gown with Wen Xin jiejie's. Let our 'Master Gao' remove Madam Ling's veil. Then you can serve your 'husband' a cup of tea and drink the nuptial wine. We won't waste your spring night."
Sheridan and Yutang Chun clapped their hands and laughed. They rushed forward to help him change his clothes. Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Hey, you're making trouble. I … I'm the Duke. I'm your husband. If I make trouble again, I'll serve you according to the family rules."
Tang Yixian's eyes suddenly brightened. She clapped her hands and said, "That's right. How could you forget the Yang family rules? You have to add this too. "
Yang Ling and Gao Wenxin were shocked. They said in unison, "There's no need for that, right?"
"Yes, yes. If I don't see it, I'll be very sad." Gao Wenxin's face was red like fire. But there was a look of eagerness in her eyes. Yang Ling was shocked. He suddenly thought of something. He clapped his hands and said, "Marriage is fated by the heavens. Could it be that everything has been arranged by fate? Haha, I remember now. Wen Xin has already punished me. My butt was spanked by her. She hit it very hard. Haha, there's no need to hit it anymore. "
"Hmm?" Three pairs of suspicious eyes looked at them. Yang Ling was thick-skinned and didn't think much of it. Gao Wenxin was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. Tang Yixian suddenly said, "Great. So you've already … Hmph, Wen Xin jiejie isn't honest either. Strip! Strip! Strip! Quickly change your clothes. "
Thinking of the past, Gao Wenxin's heart was filled with sweetness. Her pair of bright eyes quietly looked at Yang Ling. Coincidentally, she met his scorching gaze. Ever since they got to know each other, bits and pieces of sweetness quietly seeped out from the bottom of her heart. It seeped into her internal organs, seeped into her limbs and bones. It was like a strong old wine. It made Gao Wenxin's hands and legs go soft. She allowed Sheridan and Sister Yu to help her take off her wedding dress in a flurry.
The bright red wedding dress, the long skirt. The phoenix coronet was filled with pearls and jade. The multicoloured cape was adorned with pearls like the moon. On the face that was as beautiful as a fairy, the phoenix coronet was taken off. Her fine black hair flowed down like a waterfall, adding some gentleness to her.
The candlelight flickered. It made the face look like it was smeared with a layer of rouge. Extremely flirtatious. As the two of them looked at each other, they quickly changed their clothes. The bride became a pretty man. But the groom was full of heroic spirit. Wearing the Phoenix Coronet And Red Bridal Gown, he looked neither fish nor fowl.
This time, not only Tang Yixian and the other two laughed until they couldn't stand up straight. Even Gao Wenxin covered her mouth and laughed. Yang Ling was pressed to the bedside by a few people and covered with a red veil. He suddenly heard a lecherous rough man laughing, "Heh heh heh. Little lady, don't be shy. Let me take off the veil for you."
This made Yang Ling jump in fright. He hurriedly pulled off the veil. When he saw Tang Yixian's mischievous eyes, he remembered that this lady was an expert in ventriloquism. Sheridan reluctantly covered him with the red veil again. She let Gao Wenxin personally take it off. She pretended to use her finger to hook Yang Ling's chin. But even after Tang Yixian vividly repeated it three times, Gao Wenxin was still too shy to say the words' Wife, accompany your husband to drink a cup of nuptial wine '.
It was Yang Ling who became anxious. He took the initiative and said, "Husband, please sit down. Let me serve you a cup of tea to quench your thirst."
Tang Yixian who was choking with laughter immediately took a cup of herbal tea and placed it in Yang Ling's hands. On the other side, Sheridan and Yutang Chun pushed the bashful Gao Wenxin to sit on a chair. They even raised her legs to make her cross her legs.
Yang Ling was helpless. He just wanted to get rid of the three little troublemakers as soon as possible. He braced himself and walked over. He placed the cup of tea in front of them. Gao Wenxin was about to take it when Tang Yixian stopped her and said, "How can you serve tea like this? Sister Yu, how did you serve tea to master at that time? Teach our bride well. "
Yutang Chun was stunned. "I served tea at that time? It seems … it seems that once master entered the room, he carried me to the bed. But there was one time when he placed a cup of tea on the tip of my butt. It was trembling and I was afraid that it would wet the bed. I laid there and didn't dare to move, allowing him to take advantage of me as he pleased … "
Thinking of her own affair, Yutang Chun couldn't help but blush. She knew how to sing opera. How difficult would it be to pretend to serve tea to master? Immediately, Yutang Chun took light steps and walked in front of Gao Wenxin. She bowed down gracefully. Her pretty face was facing downwards. Her hands were raised high above her head. She said in a sweet voice, "Master has worked hard. This servant serves tea to master."
"Do you see it? Do it like this. Quick, quick, quick. "
This … It's fine to say it. Do you really have to do such a ladylike action? Sister Yu can do it so charmingly. If I, a man, do it, what would I look like?
Not daring to protest to Tang Yixian who was in the bridal room, Yang Ling started to threaten Gao Wenxin. "Wife, do you really want hubby to serve tea like this?"
"I … I …" Gao Wenxin panicked. She hurriedly looked at Tang Yixian and Sheridan.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! "The three fellows who wished for the world to be in chaos immediately replied.
"Heng heng! Good. For a gentleman to take revenge, ten years is not too late. Hubby will do it. To receive such a big gift from hubby, Master Fang will bear the consequences. "
His threat in public aroused Gao Wenxin's arrogance. She immediately straightened her back and glanced provocatively at Yang Ling. Her chin was slightly raised and she put on airs waiting for him to serve tea.
Yang Guogong 'shyly and timidly' served the tea and drank a cup of nuptial wine under the guidance of Gao Wenxin. The three ladies cheered and rushed out of the door. Sheridan rushed back halfway and pulled the door knocker to poke her head in. She grinned and said, "Sister, master is very angry tonight. Yes, very angry. Sister Wen Xin, good luck to you, hahahaha …"
His maniacal laughter was blocked by the embarrassed Gao Wenxin, who had closed the door. She turned her head anxiously and saw that Yang Ling had already started to take off his clothes in a hurry. His actions were a little hasty, and he almost tripped over the ribbons of his skirt.
Gao Wenxin couldn't help but giggle. Two peach blossoms immediately appeared on her face …
* * *
The room was very, very quiet. Two people, dressed neatly in their undergarments, were quietly lying on the bed half a foot apart. The red charcoal fire was burning brightly and the red light reflected on their bodies.
Gao Wenxin moved her head slightly and said timidly, "Hubby?"
"Huh?"
"Let … let's sleep."
"Yes, I'm sleeping."
"I … I mean … hubby, are you angry? Xian 'er and the others are just joking. Don't … don't take it to heart! "
"I'm not angry." Yang Ling blinked, a sly smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "I'm the bride tonight, and you're the groom. You can decide how you want to sleep with me. I have no objections."
Gao Wenxin was angry and shy when she heard that. "I'm a girl. What … what do you want me to do?"
It was quiet for a long time. Gao Wenxin's breathing became more and more rapid. Yang Ling felt that he had teased her enough. He could not bear to make things difficult for her and waste the night. Just as he was about to turn around, his foot was suddenly touched. A smooth and soft little foot gently leaned over and slid against his calf.
Yang Ling almost laughed out loud. This girl was really going to take the initiative to tease him and fulfill her 'husband's' duty. However, Gao Wenxin only touched him for a moment and then did not move. After a while, a small hand quietly reached over and pulled his hand. She called out softly, "Hubby …"
Yang Ling turned to look. Gao Wenxin's face was full of shyness. She said softly, "Hubby, I know I was wrong. I'm willing … willing to accept your punishment." She said pitifully, "Man … man's matters, I … I can't do it …"
Yang Ling was amused by her cute expression and laughed. Gao Wenxin was so embarrassed that she covered her burning face. Suddenly, her hands were gently pried open. She saw a pair of dark, bright eyes. Then, a pair of eyes filled with the desire to conquer approached her. Her cherry lips were tightly sucked.
Gao Wen's mind went blank with a "boom". Her delicate body suddenly tensed up, and then completely collapsed. Yang Ling's nimble tongue pushed open her tightly closed teeth and caught her smooth tongue. He sucked hard and Wen Xin felt as if her soul was being sucked away by him. She felt empty and did not know where she was.
Yang Ling's hand reached under her soft waist. He leaned back and hugged Gao Wenxin's body, pressing her on top of him. Gao Wenxin's body was slender and slender. Her shoulders and back were very thin. At this moment, she was only wearing a silk transparent shirt, which could not hide her graceful figure. Her buttocks were quite round and full. Her milky white satin pants were tight on her body. Even the cleavage of her buttocks and the two small depressions at the back of her waist could be seen clearly. Under the light of the fire, it revealed an alluring flesh color. Her round and plump buttocks were like a ripe honey peach attached to her slender waist. The skin was so thin that it looked like it was about to crack, and it was extremely alluring.
Young-niang, Yu 'er, Cher, and even the charming Ma Lian' er were still young. They were beautiful, but they did not show the charm of a mature woman. Gao Wenxin, on the other hand, was already a mature girl. Her towering breasts could not hide her alluring curves even when she was lying on the bed. Her waist was so slender that it seemed like it would break at any moment. There was a wonderful little vortex on her flat abdomen, playful and quick-witted.
The most beautiful part was that pair of feet. Yang Ling had washed Wen Xin's feet when he was in Jiangnan and knew that her feet were very beautiful. He knew that she had the potential to be a model for beautiful feet. At this moment, under the reflection of the charcoal fire in the basin, the red light and the heat of the fire made her bare feet look like a pair of naturally carved red jade, pink and smooth, translucent and translucent.
Gently lifting her calf, Gao Wenxin immediately shyly pulled the quilt to cover her proud figure, leaving only a pair of beautiful feet outside. Her jade toes were slightly curled up, forming a perfect curve with the arch of her feet. It was so delicate and beautiful that it seemed to be able to hook people's souls away.
Yang Ling could not help but gently stroke the edge of her feet with his thumb. Gao Wenxin only felt that her legs were numb and itchy. She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her feet, but she could not break free. A trace of numbness spread from her toes to her slender thighs, making her heart tremble.
Gao Wenxin was dizzy from being caressed and kissed by Yang Ling. In a daze, her underwear, underwear, and cheekbones disappeared one by one. Her smooth, snow-white and tender body was just revealed. Before he could take a closer look, Gao Wenxin had already let out a moan and tightly hugged him with a red face. Their naked bodies were intertwined.
Gao Wenxin was lying under Yang Ling's body, panting. Her face was hot, and her breath was also hot. Her plump breasts were rubbed by Yang Ling's bare chest and quickly became firm. Her soft breasts were tall and full of elasticity, but they were as smooth as spring water.
Her moist eyes were as hazy as the sea, and she shyly whispered, "Husband … Husband, I … I am very happy in my heart."
The faint fragrance of a woman filled the air. Her gentle and reserved demeanor was far more tempting than her debauchery. Yang Ling's heart heated up, and he tightly hugged her soft body. His strong and strong erection pressed against her moist softness.
The embroidered curtain swayed gently, and the pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water seemed to come alive. The hanging curtain moved rhythmically like water, like the clear lake water stirred by the mandarin ducks …
In the gauze cabinet, the mandarin ducks were sleeping together. Flirting with each other, thousands and thousands of times. Yang Ling was good at poling the pole in the rushing water, while Gao Wenxin was like a leaf boat bobbing up and down on the top of the waves.
After a night of romance, Yang Ling's body was far from what it used to be. Poor Gao Wenxin had just broken her melon, so how could she withstand his storm? Gao Wenxin was in pain and beautiful at the same time, and she wanted to die. It was only when she begged that Yang Ling stopped, and the couple slept together.
The sky was bright, and Yang Ling, who was used to waking up early, had a good night's sleep. Today, he slept past the hour. He let out a long sigh of relief and stretched. When he turned to look, he saw that Gao Wenxin had woken up early, and was sitting in front of the dressing table, carefully combing her makeup.
Her face was radiant, and her beauty was dazzling. This was the feeling that welled up in Yang Ling's heart with just a glance. The person who was full of energy last night was still lying on the bed, but the woman who was panting and begging for mercy was full of energy. It was hard to tell who won this romantic battle.
"Husband, you're awake." Gao Wenxin's hand stopped combing her hair. Although they were husband and wife, she still couldn't hide her shyness. She put down the jade comb with a red face and said, "I will help you get dressed, and the servants will invite you to dinner soon."
"Ah, ah, ah," Yang Ling yawned and said, "You go eat, I still need to sleep for a while."
"Ah?" Gao Wenxin was dumbfounded. She hurried to the bed and said, "Husband, hurry and get up. If you … if you don't get up, what … what should I do? There are a few hundred people in the Public House watching, I don't have the face to see anyone. "
Yang Ling said vaguely, "No, I'm so tired, so sleepy and tired, I won't eat breakfast, hmm … pass down the order, tell them that I won't be going to the Zhuwang Guesthouse today."
"Oh my god! What kind of rumors would spread about me? I won't dare to go out of this door in the future. A new wife's first night, and she's pestering husband … Won't my name spread all over the nine cities! "
Gao Wenxin pulled a long face and shook his arm, coaxing and persuading, "Master, my big master, good master, quickly get up, please, please, Wen Xin is begging you …"
Yang Ling held back his laughter, deliberately turned around, and put the quilt on his body. He said in a long voice, "Master can't get up, yesterday I tried to learn how to kneel and serve tea, and twisted my waist."
"Oh, it seems that husband is purposely making fun of me. As a man, how can you be so narrow-minded?" Gao Wenxin angrily slapped his butt, pouted her mouth and sulked for a while, then smiled and begged, "I … I know I'm wrong, big master, quickly get up, I … I'll serve tea to apologize, okay?"
"Hmph, women, if you don't get beaten for three days, you'll start tearing the roof tiles. Do you really think that I'm so easy to talk to, that I can't teach you a lesson? I won't get up today, let's see who will be laughed at. Hehe, you want to fight with me? Little girl! "
Yang Ling was proud of himself and wanted to make things difficult for her again, but a loud voice came from afar, "Little girl, come out, if you have the ability, don't go out of the backyard for the rest of your life."
This was Liu Bangchao's voice. Yang Ling rolled up and pricked up his ears to listen. He vaguely heard someone talking, as if reprimanding Liu Bangchao, and then Liu Bangchao shouted at the top of his voice, "My … my clothes! My clothes are full of holes, even beggars don't look so miserable. Little girl, come out, High Duke, I'm wronged, you have to help me … "
What the hell is going on? What's going on?
Yang Ling lifted the quilt and jumped to the ground.
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