After drinking a cup of light green tea, Yang Ling leisurely walked into his bedroom. He took off his outer clothes and lay down on the bed in only his underwear.
This was a heated kang with a mattress on top of it. It was neither too soft nor too hard. Yang Ling comfortably stretched his body, pulled a thin blanket over his waist, and closed his hazy eyes.
Delicacies from the mountains, fine wine, and a hero's pleasure. Bathing, taking a stroll, and a cup of fragrant tea. How comfortable would it be to lie on the bed again? Although the bedding was made of cotton, it was clean, dry, and even seemed to carry the warmth of the sun. The only thing missing was a woman, a gentle and beautiful woman with fragrant skin and a jade-like figure. Otherwise, this would be a heavenly life.
The sun disappeared from the horizon, leaving behind a smear of red on the horizon. Hundreds of valiant cavalrymen, draped in the remnant red of the sunset, surrounded a luxurious carriage in the style of a Mongolian noble as it drove to the gate of the Wuzhe Guards.
The carriages stopped in front of the gate of the Wuzhe Guards. After a while, it seemed that the guards had shown their tokens of passage to the gate. After a mutual exchange of words, the gate opened. The carriage rumbled as a group of people dismounted and led the horses into the camp. As a rule, horses were not allowed in the military camp. Although many of the generals in the local guard stations did not abide by this rule, the strict and disciplined border armies were different.
After the last sentence, the ancient gate creaked and closed again. With a bang, the last ray of light on the horizon was shut …
A beautiful woman with graceful eyebrows and picturesque eyes knelt beside Yang Ling. She tilted her head to the side, allowing a wisp of candlelight to pass through. She quietly admired his sleeping posture. The candlelight cut out a beautiful silhouette of her delicate body. She wore a soft and close-fitting silk dress and stared at Yang Ling in a daze. Her eyes revealed a trace of tranquility, gentleness, and a trace of pampering.
Yang Ling's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was still thinking about something in his sleep. The woman stretched out her slender fingers and gently stroked his face, gently smoothing out his slightly furrowed eyebrows. That gentleness was like the spring breeze, like silk.
Yang Ling seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly opened his eyes, one hand already accurately grasping that soft hand that was caressing his face. Just as his fierce gaze shot out, it turned into endless gentleness in the blink of an eye.
"Yuner, it's you! You're here? "Yang Ling suddenly sat up and said with surprise and joy.
"Yes, you bad guy!" Cheng Qiyun gently rubbed her wrist that was hurting from his grip and sweetly said, "We just met and you already gave me a show of strength …"
Yang Ling pretended to be angry and said, "You actually dared to sneak up on me while I was sleeping. If it were Cao Mengde, I would have stabbed you with my sword long ago."
Cheng Qiyun had a charming smile on her face and said in a sweet voice, "I … have been thinking about Lord's sword … stabbing me … the whole time."
She did not continue because Yang Ling had already hugged her. Cheng Qiyun closed her beautiful eyes, her arms gently wrapping around Yang Ling's neck. The two of them quietly hugged under the flickering candlelight.
After a long time, Yang Ling finally let go and pulled her into his embrace. Cheng Qiyun fell into his embrace and raised her head to look at him with a smile. She gently stroked the stubble on his chin and said in a sweet voice, "Lord, did you miss me?"
"I did!" As Cheng Qiyun let out a teasing cry, Yang Ling's fingers wandered over the beautiful scenery of her body. "Master missed you, missed you here, here, here …"
When his hands touched Cheng Qiyun's thighs, they were suddenly clamped by a pair of warm and round thighs. Cheng Qiyun had a smile that was not a smile on her face and there was an intimate gasp coming from her nose. She was wearing women's riding clothes. She had a light blue gown on her upper body and a thin crimson satin skirt on her lower body. At this moment, she was lying in Yang Ling's embrace, which made her waist and legs even more beautiful. In particular, her breasts that were deliberately pushed out were even more exquisite.
"Lord, I also missed you …"
Yang Ling gave a low laugh. "Is that so? Where did you miss me?"
Cheng Qiyun's peach blossom eyes were watery as she said in a sweet voice, "I missed you here!" As she said this, a small hand reached into Yang Ling's pajamas without any bashfulness. The warm and soft hand accurately grasped his vitals.
Yang Ling smiled bitterly. Among his wives and concubines, the only one who had no scruples in bed and was even more wild and bold than him was this Cheng Qiyun. If he wanted her to be bashful and bashful when flirting with her in her boudoir, then she would have to pretend to be like that today.
When the two of them played in her boudoir, no matter if Cheng Qiyun pretended to be elegant, pure, immature, coquettish, or wild, she was absolutely lifelike, making it impossible for him to find any flaws. But today, after a long time of separation, Young Miss Cheng clearly did not have that kind of patience.
Her delicate and nimble fingers skillfully moved a few times. Yang Ling was aroused by a bone-piercing pleasure and his lower abdomen immediately became like an angry frog. Cheng Qiyun tenderly giggled. "You little vixen!" Yang Ling gritted his teeth and shouted. His hands separated and Cheng Qiyun's soft breasts flashed and fell into his large hands. Only two bright red beads protruded out from between his fingers.
A series of tender moans and murmurs sounded in the room. After a long time …
"Lord … Master … Brother … Ah … Spare … Spare me …" Cheng Qiyun's hair was disheveled and her face was flushed. She dizzily knelt on the bed and whimpered for mercy.
The tipsy Yang Ling cupped her round and plump buttocks, tossing her like a small boat in a raging storm. Cheng Qiyun's arms could no longer support her, and she could only use her elbows to kneel on the bed, as a bright moon rose high in the sky.
"Master … This one has enough … En en …" Finally, after Yang Ling's violent trembling, Cheng Qiyun was like a deflated balloon. She softly lay on the bed, sweating profusely as she used her jade arms as a pillow. Her face was flushed red and her eyes were blurred. Her mouth was slightly open and she was panting.
Yang Ling rested for a while and rolled to the side. He lazily slapped her sweaty buttocks and said with a smile, "Do you still dare to provoke Master?"
Cheng Qiyun's buttocks rippled from the slap and she gave a soft snort. She didn't even have the strength to refute.
Yang Ling pinched her chin and said with a smile, "Yun 'er, Master has a very strange matter that I don't understand."
"En?" Cheng Qiyun's soul had not completely returned to her body. She opened her hazy eyes and looked at Yang Ling.
Yang Ling said, "The one who is busy and exhausting is me. How can you be more tired than me?"
Cheng Qiyun rolled her eyes and gave a weak snort. She raised her hand but she didn't have the strength to hit him. She grabbed his finger and opened her mouth to bite it. Her lips touched his finger, but instead of biting it, she opened her cherry lips and put it in her mouth. That pair of beautiful eyes were hazy and seductive, making Yang Ling's mind go wild.
Cheng Qiyun turned over and threw herself into his arms. Her burning cheeks pressed against his chest and gently rubbed against it. After the passion, it was the two people's contented tenderness …
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"You have already hinted to Yin Qi through the military that if Red Lady's White Coat Army joins forces with her to deal with Boyan, the imperial court will not intervene?"
The two of them had already cleaned themselves. Yang Ling leaned against the blanket, hugging the smooth and smooth Cheng Qiyun in his arms. One of his legs would mischievously slide across her slender and firm calves, occasionally rubbing against her supple thighs and buttocks.
"En! The imperial court will certainly not intervene. They will even be happy to see it happen, won't they? Besides … who would dare to make your sister Ying 'er feel wronged? "Cheng Qiyun said with a smile that was not a smile.
"Pa!" Her buttocks were hit.
"Aiya!" With a cry, Cheng Qiyun bit his nipple, unwilling to be outdone.
"In the grasslands, in order to survive, most people have to pay with their lives. This cruel life has created a different concept for the Mongolians. They only respect strength, powerful strength.
They didn't just plunder the Great Ming's border strongholds. In reality, they were each other's cattle and sheep, each other's meat. The strong were the masters, and the weak were the slaves. If you could conquer them, you would be their master.
Red Lady has great strength. No one dares to underestimate her strength. This is the reason why everyone wants to recruit her. She is not a deceiver. This is the reason why everyone wants to recruit her.
Similarly, Red Lady can gain a foothold on the Mongolian grasslands and own her own vast grasslands, pastures and tribe. On one hand, it is because of her strength. On the other hand, there is Boyan Khan above her. It is difficult for the Mongolian herdsmen to oppose her.
Now, she is about to reveal her true intentions to Boyan Meng. In order to continue using this advantage, she needs to find a new nominal leader. In this way, those herdsmen who have tasted the sweetness of her rule will continue to accept her rule with peace of mind until they completely submit to her. "
After listening to Cheng Qiyun's analysis, Yang Ling thought for a while and nodded lightly. "Yes, you are right. The plan should change according to the situation. Her camouflage was originally to confuse Huo Sieve, Boyan and Yibudi. Now that there are greater benefits, she should be allowed to hide. "
"If she can form an alliance with the Three Duoyan Guards without exposing her identity as the imperial court's army, as long as it is done well, it is very likely that she will join forces with Huo Sieve and Wala to deal with Boyan. After all, Boyan is a descendant of the Gold Family. He is the most influential hero in the Tatar tribe and the biggest enemy of the Wala tribe. This kind of cooperation is relatively easy to achieve.
In that case, with the cooperation of the City Secretary of Liaodong and the City Secretary of Nu's son, we can use the Duoyan Mongols as a cover and carve up a large piece of the grasslands. At that time, it will be the battle between Queen Yin Qi, Huo Sieve and Yibudi. Sigh! How many years will it take to completely eliminate the threat of the grasslands? "
Cheng Qiyun raised her head slightly and said seriously, "Milord, have you made up your mind to support her?"
"Conquering by force, garrisoning troops, immigration to the borders, infiltrating trade, integrating culture, restraining religion and assimilating ethnic groups. There is still a long way to go. The area beyond the borders is too large and the population of Ming Destiny is too small. To realize this process, wouldn't it take at least a few decades?
Before this long process can be realized, we need someone who is willing to listen and can cooperate with us. Boyan, Huo Sieve, Yibudi and Yin Qi, among these leaders, there is no one more suitable than her. Let's take it slowly. Maybe I am thinking too easily. In fact, even if Ying 'er publicly stands on Queen Yin Qi's side, it will not be easy for the Three Duoyan Guards to truly integrate and form a force that can fight against Boyan. "
Cheng Qiyun bit her lips and said in a low voice, "Queen Yin Qi is holding a Damu Open Search for a Son-In-Law. All the heroes will definitely pay attention to it. Boyan, Huo Sieve and the others will not ignore it. When all the heroes meet, if we think of some ways, we may be able to benefit from it. "
Yang Ling hesitated. Cheng Qiyun's words were implicit but Yang Ling understood what she meant. It was nothing more than using crafty plots to sow discord, divide and even assassinate to turn a joyous event into a bloody massacre. Using cruel killing to quickly integrate the Three Duoyan Guards, catching all the tribes of the grasslands off guard and hurriedly entering the decisive battle. In this way, Hong Niang, who was free from the chaos, would be like a fish in water and become the main force that Queen Yin Qi had to rely on.
But this went against Yang Ling's principle of never fighting a battle he was not confident of winning. Moreover, it was difficult to guarantee that some innocent tribes who had rushed over to participate in the event would also be involved. Would this … be possible? Yang Ling's heart was slightly uneasy.
If they did not do this and only relied on normal methods, how long would it take for the Three Duoyan Guards to reach an internal compromise? How long would it take to truly form a complete force to fight against the outside world? If this process took too long, and Wala had already attacked Hong Niang, Boyan would just stand by and watch or even secretly kill her. What would happen to Hong Niang?
If Xiangdong completely retreated to the position of the city chief, one possibility would be to expose the secret that she was sent by Ming Destiny's imperial court. Another possibility would be to completely drag Ming Destiny's army, which needed a year or two to recuperate, into the flames of war. To the west was Wala, to the south was Boyan, and to the east was Ming Destiny's army who could not openly help. If such a stalemate occurred, what would she do?
North … north … Yang Ling's heart suddenly jumped. How could he have neglected the north? Where was the north? It was Siberia, a Siberia the size of another large China! It looked like a wilderness now, but it had fertile land, vast virgin forests, and endless oil, natural gas, coal, gold, copper, iron, and other minerals.
There were only a few small Khaganates that had once belonged to the Mongolian Empire living there. In fact, they were just some nomadic Tatar tribes. Russia was still a third-rate country in Europe. It could not even defeat the small Kazan Khaganate at the foot of the Ural Mountains and did not have the ability to set foot on this land.
What would happen if, in my lifetime, I could subdue the Tartars and the Varas who stood between us? Then Ming Destiny can keep heading north and take over all of Siberia! Ming Destiny's territory will double, and the abundant land and mineral deposits there will provide the most abundant economic resources for Ming Destiny's future industrial development.
No! That was not all. Ming Destiny's warships did not have the ability to cross the Pacific Ocean now, but what would happen if they took over Siberia? Then they could set foot on Alaska in North America through the narrow Bering Strait, and then … Imagining the future generations turning the globe and seeing the vastness of China on it, Yang Ling felt a little dizzy …
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Why had his vision always been limited to this grassland outside the Great Wall? After crossing this grassland, there would be an even more vast world.
The Kingdom of Ross did not have the ability to advance eastward, and Spain and Portugal had just set foot in a corner of South America from the other side of the world. They had only sent some fleets to carry out robberies, and there were large areas of virgin land there!
Yang Ling's blood began to boil. An even greater goal had ignited his fighting spirit. Yang Ling, who had wanted to develop industry internally and eliminate the threat of the grasslands externally, had wanted to become a carefree king after accomplishing all of this. His thoughts had flown far, far away …
It was not that the Han people did not have the opportunity to rule Siberia. As early as the Han Dynasty, when the Xiongnu were defeated and fled west, the Han people had the first opportunity to occupy Siberia. But at that time, this barren land was not worth garrisoning, so they voluntarily gave it up. The Beihai (Lake Baikal), where Su Wu used to herd sheep, no longer had the footprints of the Han army.
When the Tang Dynasty defeated the Eastern Turks, the Han army once again had the opportunity to occupy Siberia, but the Anshi Rebellion weakened the Tang Dynasty, and the people in the north once again established themselves. Now, as long as the Tatars and Wala were dealt with, the road between the north and the south would become smooth, and it would be easy to conquer the small khanates in Siberia that used to belong to the Golden Horde of Dayuan. Such a great achievement was enough to last forever, as long as … as long as the two main forces that split from Dayuan were wiped out, the Tatars and Wala on the grassland!
For the sake of a thousand years of achievements and ten thousand years of peace, why should a moment of killing be spared?
Cheng Qiyun could hear Yang Ling's heart beating faster and his body temperature rising. She could not help but raise her head apprehensively. "Did I make him unhappy? He … he has never liked me to be too sinister. "
"Qiyun!"
"Hm?"
"Do as you say. Go ahead and do it. Make full use of the opportunity of Damu, no matter the cost, and forcefully integrate the Three Duoyan Guards. We must unite Yinqi's forces and grasp them in our hands! And provoke the Battle of Boyan and Huo Sieve! "
Cheng Qiyun looked at Yang Ling in surprise, not understanding why he was so excited.
"Yun-er, you are the Zhuge Liang among women, full of wisdom! You must help me think carefully and plan in detail. No matter what means you use, you must do it! "
Cheng Qiyun's eyes turned as she asked, "No matter what means?"
"Yes!"
"Even if it is somewhat despicable, shameless, and evil?"
"Those who achieve great things do not bother with trifles!"
Cheng Qiyun giggled and relaxed. The only cage that could trap her was Yang Ling's restraint. Yang Ling let her do it. The sky is high and the sea is wide. What is there to worry about?
Cheng Qiyun's heart was filled with joy. She suddenly flicked a finger at Yang Ling's crotch and said with a smile, "My lord is finally enlightened."
"Aiyo, where are you flicking?" Yang Ling was startled.
"Attacking the enemy's weakness!" Cheng Qiyun's eyes were full of lust and her smile was incomparably seductive.
"Humph!" Yang Ling let go of his worries and became spirited again. Looking at Cheng Qiyun's charming smile, Yang Ling said with enthusiasm, "You guessed wrong. This duke is a master of the art of war. Don't you know that I am showing weakness when I am strong?"
He turned over and pressed Cheng Qiyun under his body. Cheng Qiyun felt a fierce heat on her lower abdomen. It was indeed the strongest Yang energy. She couldn't help but turn pale and said, "Master, you still want more? I can't, I really can't. "
Yang Ling ignored her. He stretched out his hand and flipped Cheng Qiyun's soft and alluring body over. Cheng Qiyun said pitifully, "I can't take it. Master, please let me go."
She was like a whimpering little female dog, begging in a delicate and timid manner as she crawled forward on her knees. Yang Ling grabbed her slender waist, grabbed her hips, and pulled back. Her voluptuous breasts slammed heavily between his legs. Then he escaped and slammed back.
Cheng Qiyun's waist swayed with a strange rhythm. Her waist was bent and her buttocks were sexy and seductive. Coupled with her soft and thin pleading voice, even those who had tender feelings for the fairer sex couldn't help but have a desire to ravage and ravage her.
However, the skillful swaying of her buttocks, although it was enchanting to watch, could not penetrate it. This happened so many times that Yang Ling's face was as red as fire from being teased, and he was breathing heavily. He suddenly got aroused, roughly pulling Cheng Qiyun in front of him as if he was grabbing a little chick, and 'very cruelly' twisted her slender, fair arms. Cheng Qiyun could no longer escape, and could only wail sorrowfully, squirm, and struggle …
This seductress, she was actually playing a game of teasing him again!
Her skin was pink and creamy, her waist was bent like a willow, the moon was so round, the duke couldn't sleep for half the night …
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