Chapter 724: North Koreas version of Jingkangs shame
The corpses of Shunzhi, Bumbutai, and Dorgon were randomly piled together, poured with gasoline, and lit on fire.
With a bang, the flames burned quickly with the help of gasoline!
The white bones instantly changed color due to the high temperature!
The sound of cracking bones kept ringing!
However, bones are very resistant to burning. When the flames are almost extinguished, the bones have not been burned away.
Huang Xuan personally directed the fire to be poured with gasoline again and lit.
After going back and forth several times and burning for almost half an hour, the bones were reduced to small pieces.
After the flames extinguished, someone came forward with a shovel and struck at the very brittle bones that had been roasted by the high temperature.
There was a loud bang, and under everyone's gaze, the bones were smashed into pieces!
Immediately afterwards, someone else came forward and started smashing the broken pieces with a hammer.
Bang! Bang bang!
Amidst the muffled sounds, the broken bones quickly turned into ashes.
Huang Xuan came forward, unfastened his belt, and began to pour water on the pile of ashes.
Along with the sound of rushing water, Huang Xuan raised his head and laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Father, mother, my child has avenged you!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"..."
…
Just when Huang Xuan was venting his grievances against a pile of ashes.
The main force of the Qing army also quickly reached the gates of Pyongyang!
And prepare to launch an attack on Pyongyang City!
The mighty Qing army soldiers and horses were camped outside Pyongyang City. Teams of Qing army elite cavalry galloped around Pyongyang City, sealing off the inside and outside of Pyongyang.
We must isolate internal and external traffic in Pyongyang!
"kill!"
The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the dark Qing army pressed towards the city of Pyongyang.
The mighty military power is coming!
When facing the Ming army, the current Qing army is nothing.
But in front of the Koreans, our Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are still the majestic heavenly soldiers of the Great Kingdom.
"Broken city!"
"Break the city!"
"Break the city!"
"..."
Amidst the bursts of shouts, the Qing army's array showed extremely obvious polarization.
The array at the rear is neat and orderly, with distinct armor. At first glance, it looks like an elite division that has experienced battles for a long time.
But the array in front was in chaos, looking more like farmers than troops.
Ragged North Koreans were driven in front of the battle line one by one, and shield vehicles, siege ladders, and ram vehicles were lined up outside Pyongyang City.
The Qing army's elite cavalry pressed forward, using sabers and spears to force the Koreans to attack Pyongyang City.
In order to boost the morale of these captured Koreans, several Eight Banners soldiers of the Qing army who knew Korean shouted in front of the formation.
"Anyone who retreats without permission will be killed immediately!"
"But if you can't do it, I'll kill you immediately!"
"But those who make noise in front of the formation and disturb the morale of the army will be killed immediately!"
"..."
Of course, the Qing army gave these Koreans not only threats, but also encouragement.
"After the city is destroyed, you will be allowed to plunder for three days!"
"Also, kill three enemies and recruit them into the main barracks. Kill ten enemies and raise the flag!"
"Kill fifty enemies and get red armor. Kill a hundred enemies and get white armor!"
The Qing army used their old tactics when they conquered the Central Plains, using massacres, looting and flag-raising as bait, dangling it in front of these Koreans.
Ruifu sat on the horse and looked at the city of Pyongyang in front of him.
The murderous look between his eyebrows!
As the commander-in-chief of the Qing army attacking Pyongyang this time, the murderous intent in his eyes could hardly be concealed.
"attack!"
Finally, following Ruifu's order, the Qing army's drums and trumpets sounded, and the Chinese army's order flags changed.
Launched an attack on Pyongyang City.
"kill!"
Amid deafening shouts of death, the Qing army's attack on Pyongyang began.
Koreans in ragged clothes carried hoes and shovels, pushed shield carts, rush carts, and ladders, and headed towards Pyongyang City.
Amidst the deafening shouts of killing, the black crowd formed a wave that almost swallowed up the entire city of Pyongyang.
…
Kim Won-cheol stood at the top of Pyongyang City, wearing armor and stomach.
Under the protection of a group of soldiers, he cautiously looked outside the city.
Boom! Boom!
A deafening roar sounded, and several artillery shells hit the city walls of Pyongyang one after another.
The bricks and stones of Pyongyang's city wall were smashed, and countless pieces of bricks and stones fell.
Under the bombardment of the Qing army, Jin Yuanzhe subconsciously shrank.
The artillery power of the Qing army was not bad. At least in this era, the artillery power of the Qing court was above average.
It's just that when facing the Ming army, the Qing army's artillery power had no room to display.
But if they faced the Korean army, which had almost no artillery, the Qing army's artillery still had a lot of room for use.
Accompanied by bursts of roaring, the city of Pyongyang was in chaos.
The Qing army had just launched an attack and had not caused many casualties to the Koreans at all. However, looking at the dark Qing attacking troops outside the city, and then hearing the deafening roar of artillery.
The morale of the North Korean army is plummeting!
The elite cavalry of the Qing army walked around the city outside Pyongyang. From time to time they bent their bows and nocked arrows, and shot arrows that missed one after another.
Collapse! Collapse!
The bowstring trembled incessantly, and arrows flew towards the top of Pyongyang City as if they were free of money.
With the blessing of the speed of the galloping war horses, the power of the arrows shot by the Qing army's hard bows was greatly enhanced.
Phew! Phew!
From time to time, the sound of sharp blades piercing through the flesh could be heard. The paper armor on the Korean soldiers had almost no resistance in the face of the heavy arrows used by the Qing army.
Some North Korean soldiers were even directly penetrated by arrows and nailed to the ground.
Let out a series of extremely miserable wails and screams!
Some arrows fell into the air and hit the masonry at the top of the city, causing sparks to fly.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"..."
The shouts of killing were deafening, and the Qing army's offensive troops were getting closer and closer to Pyongyang City.
With a clang, Jin Yuanzhe pulled out the saber from his waist and shouted hysterically.
"fight back!"
"fight back!"
"Archers fight back!"
"Guard Pyongyang and you will be rewarded!"
"..."
Jin Yuanzhe shouted loudly and sent his personal guards out to supervise the battle, hoping to save the situation.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jin Yuanzhe saw a North Korean soldier who wanted to be a deserter at a glance, and strode over with his knife in hand.
As soon as the North Korean soldier turned his head and was about to run away, he saw the menacing Jin Yuanzhe.
Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by an oncoming knife.
With a pop, a steel knife slashed the North Korean soldier's face mercilessly.
The skin and flesh rolled, blood spurted out, and the screams and wails stopped abruptly.
Because the steel knife had been deeply embedded in the skull, this North Korean soldier who wanted to be a deserter would have died long ago.
Jin Yuanzhe cut off the head with a ferocious look on his face, raised one hand high, and shouted about filial piety.
"This is what you get for being a deserter!"
"I want to see who dares to escape?!"
"..."
When the Korean soldiers around him saw this scene, they all looked stern, then turned around and went about their own business.
As the Koreans at the top of the city launched a counterattack, the Qing offensive troops below the city also suffered casualties.
Waves of arrows were thrown from the top of the city, and they fell densely towards the Qing army who was pushing shield carts and ladders to launch an attack.
Although most of the bows and arrows used by the Koreans were soft bows and light arrows, their lethality was limited.
But in the case of projectile, it still has a certain degree of lethality!
At the very least, it has a certain lethality against those North Korean farmers who are pushing shield carts and have no armor protection.
A stream of arrows fell like rain!
Phew! Phew!
Under the rain of arrows, people kept falling to the ground after being hit by arrows, letting out shrill wails.
Then he was trampled into a pulp by his own army!
However, it is obvious that such a level of casualties will not allow the Qing army to slow down its offensive.
The elite cavalry of the Qing army were still galloping around Pyongyang City, constantly throwing arrows away, providing a certain amount of cover for their own siege troops.
boom!
There was a roar, and a Qing army elite knight looked up and saw a huge cannon flying into the sky.
An arc was drawn in the sky, shooting from inside Pyongyang City to outside the city. The target was the Qing siege troops who were launching an attack on Pyongyang City.
The huge cannon rock fell to the ground and rolled and rotated in the open space outside Pyongyang.
Then, he rolled and crashed into the Qing army's formation!
At the moment of contact, a Qing army shield car turned into a pile of broken wood.
The Qing soldiers pushing the shield carts were also smashed into pulp, and the huge cannon stones were broken into pieces.
Knocking down a Qing soldier all around, causing huge damage.
Blood spurted out, and screams and wails continued to sound.
Seeing this scene, the Koreans on the top of the city let out loud cheers that shook the earth.
The Qing army formation that was hit by artillery rocks wavered for a while, and some people wanted to turn around and escape.
However, as soon as the man turned around, an arrow shot through his throat.
He fell down on the spot!
Blood spurted out from the wound as if it was free.
"Those who leave without permission will die!"
A Qing cavalry officer supervising the battle passed by the military formation, his voice filled with murderous intent.
Those North Koreans who also wanted to escape saw this scene and instantly held their ground.
The supervising team of the Qing army kills people no matter who you are!
If you retreat, you will die, but if you advance, there is still a glimmer of hope. It is actually very clear what choice these North Koreans will make.
Under the supervision of the war team, they did not dare to retreat at all!
At the same time, Ruifu couldn't help but frown as he looked at the battlefield ahead.
“Can you knock out the trebuchets in Pyongyang City?”
Ruifu asked.
If the Qing army could not knock out the trebuchets in Pyongyang City, those trebuchets would definitely cause certain obstacles to the Qing army's attack.
The artillery commander of the Qing army heard this, estimated the distance, shook his head and said.
"General, I'm afraid it won't work!"
"The Korean trebuchets are placed behind the curved surface of the city wall, out of reach of our army's artillery."
Facing the trebuchets arranged on the reflective surface of the city wall, not to mention the artillery of the Qing army, even the artillery of the Ming army had no good solution.
The only feasible way is to project firepower from the side towards the reflective surface of the city wall.
This point has considerable requirements for the range and accuracy of artillery.
The Ming army's rifled cannon may be able to do it, but the Qing army's smoothbore cannon is definitely quite choked.
Ruifu let out a breath, but the expression on his face did not look lonely, and he continued to give orders.
"Continue the attack!"
The trebuchet that can knock out the Koreans is the best, but it doesn't matter if it can't knock them out.
Ruifu wanted to be happy!
Anyway, those who are rushing to the front to die now are also Koreans, not their bannermen.
…
There was a loud clang, and the ladder truck was set up on the city wall.
The Qing army launched successive offensives, trying to climb the city via ladder trucks.
The rolling wooden rocks, golden juice thunders and other objects arranged by Jin Yuanzhe at the top of the city finally exerted their intended effect.
Rolling logs and rocks fell like rain, and hot golden juice poured down.
The thunderbolt was also ignited and then thrown into the crowd.
Many soldiers of the Qing Dynasty had their heads smashed by rolling logs and stones, and their heads were bleeding. Gold juice was poured on their bodies, causing blisters all the time.
The cry was so shrill!
The stench is overwhelming up and down the city walls!
But what was even more terrifying was the subsequent wound infection.
Bacterial infection of wounds caused by gold juice is actually more fatal.
Even if the person does not die on the spot, the wound will become infected in the next period of time and he will be tortured to death.
It would be better to die on the spot, so that at least you can have a good time.
At the same time, the thunder that was thrown into the crowd also exploded!
The thunderbolts used by the Koreans were made by themselves, and the clay jars were filled with gunpowder, gravel, iron nails and other items.
Moreover, in order to prevent the jar from breaking, the jar was also wrapped with silk and cotton linen.
Although the power and purity of the homemade gunpowder made by the Koreans are not very good, it has a large amount of powder.
Amidst the rumbling explosions and the smoke and dust, the power of the Korean thunderbolts is still considerable!
Fire and debris swept around, easily taking away lives.
Countless soldiers of the Qing Dynasty turned into a large mass of stumps and broken arms in the blink of an eye.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Blood is spilled as if it is free of money!
However, while the Koreans were fighting back, the Qing army's bows and arrows were also constantly delivering firepower.
If the Koreans wanted to throw rolling logs and rocks at the city walls, splash gold juice, and throw sky-shaking thunder, they had to emerge from the city wall.
But as soon as they show up, their vision will be exposed and they will be hit by the Qing army's arrows.
For a time, the city was full of casualties and casualties!
But what is extremely ironic is that the casualties on both sides were all Koreans.
However, the Eight Banners soldiers of the Qing army supervised the entire battle and did not enter the battlefield at all.
Although there were casualties, they were basically injuries caused by strained muscles when bending bows and shooting arrows, falling off horses and breaking legs... Casualties like this.
It can be said that almost no one actually died on the battlefield!
The battle lasted for a whole day, and the walls of Pyongyang were almost filled with countless corpses.
The blood gathered into a stream!
The moat was almost stained red with blood!
It was almost completely dark before the Qing army retreated.
After the Qing army retreated, the Korean soldiers sat paralyzed on the city wall, their faces full of the aftermath of the disaster, as well as full of fear and horror...
"..."
Even Jin Yuanzhe slumped down in his chair, his face full of unconcealable fatigue.
Looking at the wailing wounded soldiers all around, as well as the broken limbs and broken arms everywhere on the city wall, and the blood flowing freely everywhere.
Jin Yuanzhe's mood was a little unbearable.
He couldn't help but ask the guards around him.
"Is there any news from Seoul? Has the King said when he will send troops to reinforce Pyongyang?"
After only one day of fighting, Jin Yuanzhe already felt a little overwhelmed.
His heart was full of panic. The only ones launching an attack on Pyongyang were the North Korean puppet troops who had surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.
It’s already so difficult for them to support us!
If the real Jiannu launched an attack on Pyongyang, wouldn't Pyongyang have to change hands in an instant?
If Seoul cannot send reinforcements quickly, Kim Won-cheol really has no determination to defend Pyongyang.
Unexpectedly, after listening to Jin Yuanzhe's inquiry, his soldier slowly shook his head and said.
"Reporting to General, there is no news from Seoul yet!"
"However, it is said that the king has retreated to Incheon and is even preparing to take refuge in Shangguo."
Jin Yuanzhe:???
Jin Yuanzhe turned his head, his face full of confusion.
That expression seemed to say, I'm still ready to fight to the death, so why did the king surrender first?!
What's the matter, he was still holding on to the Qing army's offensive in Pyongyang, but Li Di was already running away.
If you say you are not disappointed, that would be a lie!
However, the chill only lasted for a moment, followed by an unspeakable fear.
Li Di is running away, does that mean they have no reinforcements?
Isn’t this the fuck a fool?!
Without reinforcements, Pyongyang city cannot be defended!
Jin Yuanzhe's eyes widened and he forced himself to regain his composure and not lose his composure.
Then he spoke.
"Send the order to block this news!"
"We must not allow our brothers to feel panic and fear of fighting because of this!"
After pondering for a while, Jin Yuanzhe finally spoke.
"Open the treasury and prepare to recruit all the young men in the city to come to the city to prepare for war!"
After the civil and military officials around him agreed, Jin Yuanzhe continued.
"The other thing is, send people out of the city to talk to the Qing army. We can pay for the redemption of the city and ask the Qing soldiers to spare Pyongyang!"
Jin Yuanzhe is thinking too much now. He can't beat him anyway, so he just lies flat and counts the ball.
Send someone out of the city to talk to the Qing army and see if you can buy your life!
Hearing Jin Yuanzhe's words, the North Korean officials around him expressed their emotions.
Each of them looked at each other as if they were remembering something.
…
That night, Ruifu was watching the battle damage report in his big tent.
The report recorded in detail the battle damage of the Qing army today, including the number of casualties.
In addition, there is also the Qing army’s raids on the Wubao surrounding Pyongyang City!
The Qing court came to North Korea this time just to make a fortune. They didn't plan to stay for a long time, so they naturally didn't have such scruples in doing things.
They don't just plunder ordinary North Korean people, but they let go of North Korea's powerful families!
The current Qing army basically belongs to the type where I rob whoever has money!
And in the whole of North Korea, can anyone be found who is richer than those wealthy families?
of course not!
Therefore, while the main force of the Qing army attacked Pyongyang today, there were already partial divisions attacking in various directions to clear out the Wubao surrounding Pyongyang.
Great harvest!
Although those forts can be considered to be heavily defended, no matter how tight the defense is, it is still vulnerable to a real army.
The Qing army fired several artillery rounds, and the guards at Wubao became timid.
Then, the Qing army's heavy steps formed and charged again, and the problem was solved.
However, during the attack on Wubao, the Qing army discovered very keenly that the weapons of the guards at Wubao were better than those of the Pyongyang City defenders.
I have to say, this is quite ironic!
Just as Ruifu was reading the report, a soldier named Goshiha came in from outside.
"Master, someone from Pyongyang City is sent out to ask for an audience!"
Ruifu raised his eyelids, thought for a while, and then spoke.
"Go and invite people in!"
Geshiha obeyed the order, beat Qian'er and then turned around and left.
Ruifu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and continued to read the report.
Not long after, a Korean man dressed as a businessman was brought in.
When the North Korean saw Ruifu, who had a majestic face and was sitting behind the couch, he felt a sense of oppression coming over him.
With a pop, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ruifu in half-baked Manchu.
"North Korea's envoy Park Bok-jae came to see the general of the Kingdom of China!"
Ruifu couldn't help but frown and said as he listened to the half-baked Manchu spoken by the envoy from the DPRK, with an obvious accent.
“Speak in Chinese!”
Ruifu also received Chinese education since he was a child. He can speak Manchu, but not much.
In other words, this is not just Ruifu's problem.
Because the Manchu language is really disliked by the Manchus themselves. Except for those real old Manchus, young people use Chinese most often when communicating.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Coupled with the Korean accent, Ruifu basically couldn't understand what the North Korean envoy was saying.
When the North Korean envoy heard this, he looked horrified, but he still repeated what he had just said in Chinese.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the North Korean envoy finished speaking, Ruifu sneered and said.
"Haha, have you met the general of the Shangguo?"
"Isn't your suzerainty in North Korea the Ming Dynasty? When did the Qing Dynasty become your suzerainty in North Korea?"
When the North Korean envoy heard this, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he stuttered.
"Misunderstanding...this is all a misunderstanding!"
"My loyalty to the Qing Dynasty can be seen from all my colleagues in Korea! There is absolutely no lie in it."
"My king is just being hypocritical and submissive towards the Ming Dynasty!"
"Everyone in my country, from top to bottom, loves the Qing Dynasty!"
Ruifu sneered, but did not take the North Korean envoy's words seriously.
He just said in a cold voice.
"Tell me the truth, why do you come to see me, the general?"
The North Korean envoy took a deep breath and then revealed the purpose of his visit.
"I have been entrusted by General Kim Won-cheol, the garrison of Pyongyang, to make peace with the general of our country."
"The people in Pyongyang are willing to chip in a sum of money to redeem the city, and also ask the general to lead his army to bypass Pyongyang and give the people in Pyongyang a way to survive!"
Ruifu's eyes brightened when he heard this.
However, although he had some intentions, he still pretended not to take it seriously. While adjusting his posture, he snorted coldly and said.
"What do you want?"
"The city redemption fee? In order to attack Pyongyang today, the Qing Dynasty has killed so many soldiers. Can a small city redemption fee make up for it?"
Ruifu did not refuse, but the meaning of his words was very clear.
Need more money!
The corner of the North Korean envoy's mouth twitched. Damn it, all those who died in the attack and outside Pyongyang were North Koreans. What the hell does it have to do with you Manchus?
Since when did you Manchus treat Koreans as vassals?
Although his heart was filled with troubling words, the North Korean envoy still spoke.
"The price is easy to negotiate. I believe that the price offered by Pyongyang will not disappoint General Shangguo!"
While talking, he took out a piece of white paper from his arms.
The white paper was densely recorded with the amount of money Pyongyang could muster to redeem the city.
There is everything from gold and silver, to food, to jewelry, to cultural relics.
Added up, the amount reached an astonishing two million silver dollars!
By being able to scrape together such a large amount of money, Kim Won-cheol basically emptied the city of Pyongyang.
After Ruifu read it, he sneered and said.
"Not enough, these are not enough!"
The expression on the messenger's face was obviously stiff, but he still spoke.
"this……"
Ruifu then said with a sneer.
"Haha, it seems that you are not very sincere in the peace talks!"
"That's it, no need to talk, let's continue fighting!"
"When the Qing Dynasty's heavenly troops break through the city, everything in Pyongyang City will belong to the Qing Dynasty!"
When the messenger heard this, he was shocked and kowtowed hurriedly.
"You can add more, you can add more!"
"General, please be tolerant. As for the city redemption fee, Pyongyang City can continue to increase it!"
Ruifu put down the tea cup in his hand and spoke in a slightly gentle tone.
"Oh, that's pretty much it!"
Ruifu looked at the messenger and said.
"Go back and tell those people in Pyongyang that it's not impossible for me, the general, to let Pyongyang go!"
"But the city redemption fee will be doubled again!"
"Otherwise, I will have no choice but to give the order and let the army go get it on their own!"
Although I was very happy when the Qing Dynasty ceded land and paid indemnities and signed the treaty, that was the Qing Dynasty in the late Qing Dynasty.
This is the time when the Qing Dynasty, when it was trying to blackmail and negotiate for peace, still had the same style of the Wanyan family back then.
There is no difference between Pyongyang now and Kaifeng during the Jingkang Disgrace!
…
The envoy left the Qing army's camp and returned to Pyongyang.
Brought good news and bad news to Pyongyang!
The good news is that the Qing army agreed to peace talks!
The bad news is that the Qing army asked a very high price for the city redemption fee.
After hearing Ruifu's request, Jin Yuanzhe's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
It's not that his endurance is too poor, but that the price offered by the Qing army is really too high!
The wealth worth almost two million silver dollars has almost drained the city of Pyongyang dry.
But the Qing army's request was to double the amount on the basis of two million silver dollars!
This price is really unacceptable!
too dark!
Seeing the troubled expression on Jin Yuanzhe's face, the messenger spoke cautiously.
"General, General Shangguo outside the city said that if there is not enough property in Pyongyang, the population and ordnance can be used to offset it."
"As long as they are young men and women and have usable weapons, they are all very valuable!"
When Jin Yuanzhe heard this, the expression on his face froze.
Why does this matter sound so familiar? He seems to have heard of it somewhere...
Soon, Jin Yuanzhe came to his senses.
Is this inappropriate copy of Jingkang Shame?
Then he is Song Qin...
Bah bah bah, he is just a minister, he can't think about all these things.
Thinking too much can lead to death!
In the end, Jin Yuanzhe finally compromised in the face of overwhelming pressure from the Qing troops outside the city.
He nodded and agreed to Ruifu's request!
Then, they began to arrange manpower and prepare to continue raising the money needed to redeem the city.
And prepare to use population and ordnance to offset the shortfall!
…
On the other side, inside Nanjing!
Xuanwu Lakeside!
The sky was dark, and thin strands of rain formed a curtain of rain.
Countless rains seemed to wash away all the dirt on the earth.
The air is filled with the freshness after the rain, as well as the smell of grass and earth.
Today's Xuanwu Lake is tightly blocked by the Imperial Guards of the Ming Dynasty.
A Ming army soldier wearing a raincoat stood in the rain. No matter how heavy the rain poured down, no one made the slightest move.
At this time, on Xuanwu Lake, a lone boat was undulating with the waves.
The boat is not big, just the size of an ordinary painting boat.
The spring breeze carries the drizzle, which constantly hits the roof, hull, and deck of the ship...
The aroma of tea overflows in the cabin!
There was a hot water kettle sitting on the small red clay stove, with steam rising from the spout.
On a low table on the side, in a fine purple clay pot, the best Wuyishan Dahongpao is brewed.
No doubt, it is the tea leaves on those mother plants.
The tea soup is clear and the fragrance is long-lasting. Just a slight sniff is unforgettable.
Zhu Hongyu is wearing a light and breathable uniform, with Sichuan brocade and Su embroidery, gold thread outline, and beautiful landscape patterns on it.
Her black hair was pulled up into a bun casually.
A few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead made him look very elegant.
Zhu Hongyu looks very peaceful now, and the feeling of oppression on his body is far less than the overwhelming power he brought to people when he was in the court.
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Zhu Hongyu was not the only one in the cabin.
In addition to a maid making tea, Li Dingguo was also sitting in front of Zhu Hongyu.
The two of them drank tea and played chess together, while behind a screen not far away, someone was playing the piano and playing music.
The melodious sound of the piano is very pleasant!
There are also graceful dancers dancing in the cabin, showing off their figures to the fullest.
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ps: There are only so many today!
I don’t know how many more will be released tomorrow, but I’ll give you as much as I can code!