At the same time, the strange woman Jintong was thinking hard in Pingninghou Mansion: How to cherish the body and stay away from Zheng Qiyan!
Now that the world is at peace, Zheng Qiyan, as a military commander who is determined to keep a low profile, naturally goes to heaven every day to pay his respects to the Queen, and then returns to the Marquis Mansion with nothing to do.
Naturally, with the energy I had saved due to being too busy, I went to Jintong to discuss some of the true meaning of harmony between husband and wife.
As an over-cultivated land, Jintong, who suffered from back pain, finally found an unconvincing excuse. She said to Zheng Qiyan calmly: "Buddha bless you, my husband has returned safely, and I am in front of the Buddha."
Make a wish and eat fast and worship Buddha for a few days, or else my husband should temporarily live back in Wumoxuan!"
Zheng Qiyan: "Living in Yanbo Haomiaoxuan for my husband, eating fast and worshiping Buddha with my wife, there is no conflict, right?"
Jintong had a fake smile on her face. This energetic guy in front of her had a pair of strong thighs that she wanted to hug the most. What could she do? She only made up her mind to meet him because he looked exactly in line with her aesthetics.
They make a real couple.
Of course, one of the important reasons is that she was inexplicably cooked by him, and now it seems a bit uneconomical to escape unscathed. If a handsome guy is not available, will there be a thunderstorm?
But after just thinking about it for a few moments, Zheng Qiyan took it as Jintong's acquiescence, and continued to sleep with Jintong with a smile on his face. Jintong rolled up the quilt into a strip and put it between the two of them, and said to Zheng Qiyan fiercely: "
If you dare to cross the line, you are a puppy!"
Zheng Qiyan continued to smile: "What if Madam crosses the line?"
Jintong smiled softly: "That was because I was not careful!"
Zheng Qiyan kept smiling: "Oh! It's late at night, go to bed!"
Jintong smacked Zheng Qiyan fiercely, then pulled the quilt over his head, twisted his waist, and gave Zheng Qiyan a slap on the back and the back of his head.
At dawn, Zheng Qiyan helplessly looked at Jintong, who was lying on him like a frog, with his head resting on his heart. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: When it comes to dogs, it's still his wife's dog!
This girl, for no apparent reason, hit his eight-pack abs with one hand a few times, and then she started to slap them dishonestly, and kept licking them, giggling as she did so, almost drooling, oh, already
Come out! Why didn't he know that his wife was so lustful? She had promised to be pure and devoid of desires and devote herself to worshiping the Buddha?
The situation at this time for Jintong, a financial fan in his sleep, was as follows: She showed off her magical power and pushed open a brick wall in front of her with a few "bang bang bang" palms. Then, she entered a large underground palace with countless inlays on the wall.
There were crystal-clear gems with red flowers and green willows. The discerning Jintong picked out the largest and most precious ones, picked them out and hid them on his body, then picked them off and hid them on his body again. He was very happy.
Zheng Qiyan, who was awake, was being teased by Jin Tong so much that his heartbeat was racing. The little girl not only kept digging her fingers, but also twisted her whole body! It was really terrible! It seemed that it was time to demonstrate the marksmanship again!
In her sleep, Jintong only heard the banging on the door getting louder and more urgent. She quickly picked up the speed, increased the intensity, and dug more, otherwise she would feel like she had lost a billion.
Then, Jintong, who was addicted to collecting gems, felt his forehead blurred, and lay half asleep in bed to reflect on it.
It seemed as if she had just had a particularly beautiful dream of getting rich, and then how did it turn into a dream of lust? She was a little confused! Shouldn't the dream of lust leave no trace? Why did she feel that the trace was quite heavy, and she also had a bit of backache?
No, she had to take a nap, maybe she could pick out a few more gems.
Zheng Qiyan, who was afraid that his little wife would be too tired, tapped Jintong's sleeping hole from the air and walked out of Yanbo Haomiaoxuan with a satisfied look on his face.
Zheng Qiyan walked out of the room with a smile. When he saw Zheng Tan, Aunt Qi, Aunt Cai and others waiting in the outer hall, he suddenly remembered: Today is the day when Jintong goes to Jiqing Hall to handle housework.
After Jintong used the power of thunder to reorganize the servants in the Hou Mansion, all affairs in the mansion had their own rules, and all the servants worked step by step without making big mistakes. She simply changed it to five days to go to Jiqing Hall to handle housework.
Assigned new work. Zheng Zhan, starting from the New Year, has followed Jintong to learn how to manage his family.
Zheng Qiyan touched his nose in embarrassment, and then said nonsensically in a serious tone: "Madam is slightly ill and should not work hard. Zheng Zhan, as my father, I will go to Jiqing Hall with you."
Zheng Qi was far more in awe than respect for Zheng Qiyan. Fortunately, she attended a girls' school for more than a year and her behavior was exactly the same. She bowed to Zheng Qiyan respectfully but with a bit of restraint, and said obediently: "Yes, father." Then she said to him.
Aunt Qi followed Zheng Qiyan together.
In the Jiqing Hall, all the servants, led by Wu An, stood neatly. Zheng Qiyan and Zheng Zhi sat at the top with great satisfaction. As soon as he sat down, a servant brought tea.
Zheng Qiyan tasted it leisurely for a few moments before saying, "Madam is slightly ill, and I am taking care of the affairs of the palace for her today. As you usually do, it will be the same today."
Wu An was the first to go out and report on all the mundane affairs of the government. Zheng Qiyan signaled to Zheng Zhan, who handled them as Jintong usually did, fearing that he would not do anything right.
Fortunately, all the slaves saw that Jintong was not around, so they tacitly agreed not to report some of the less urgent matters that required Jintong's decision. Only Aunt Chu from the sewing room and her assistant from Liu Fu's family had trays in their hands.
It was impossible to carry some cylindrical embroidery items back.
Aunt Chu had no choice but to present the embroidery to Zheng Qiyan and Zheng Zhan, and said: "Seventh Master, eldest lady, this is what Madam specially ordered. Now all 800 pieces of embroidery have been completed."
Aunt Chu pointed at the ones Zheng Qiyan was looking at: "I have personally looked at them one by one. The five on Master Qi's hand are the best in embroidery. The five on Miss Qi's hand are the worst on embroidery."
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Zheng Qiyan picked up one and saw that the embroidery was wrapped in a bamboo tube that could be opened. The bamboo tube was cleaned very clean. The embroidery patterns were all the same. In a bamboo forest, three literati were enjoying wine, playing the piano, calligraphy, and writing a poem. "
Bamboo Leaf Green: The green and yellow bamboo leaves are fragrant, and the ileum is irritated after drinking. A light drink can make you addicted, and a heavy drink will make you forget your worries."
In the Dayi Dynasty, Bamboo Leaf Green was a highly poisonous snake. Looking at the content of this poem, it seemed to be describing a wine with a unique taste and the fragrance of bamboo leaves. Zheng Qiyan was quite puzzled, but he knew that Jintong had many clever ideas, so he
remain silent.
Zheng Tan took it and looked at it carefully and then said: "Mother Chu, the five embroidery workers who are the worst are just that the veins of the bamboo are blurred and the lines of the strange stones are not sharp enough. It is harmless. You can embroider these eight hundred
Put the items away carefully, mother said they will be used during this month."
Zheng Qiyan conveniently took an example of poor embroidery work for comparison, looked at it for a long time, and did not make any comments.
It was close to noon, when everything in the mansion was settled, Zheng Qiyan and his daughter returned to Yanbo Haomiao Pavilion to have lunch with Jintong.