"Since you have decided to take over as Lord Zhaoyang, have you thought about cultivating your subordinates?"
In a hot spring courtyard of Tianxiang Pavilion, hot mist is steaming and smoke is lingering. Cheng Sanwu is lying in a large bathtub, soaking in the hot soup and relaxing his limbs. Afu is lying on the couch, and Jiang Zhen is massaging all parts of her body.
The two of them finished their double cultivation and were each at ease.
Cheng Sanwu spread his arms and put them on the edge of the tub: "Anyway, after I take over, Eunuch Feng will definitely send someone to work for me."
"These people can't be trusted." Afu rested her chin on her two jade arms: "Telling people news, spying and eavesdropping are all trivial matters. I'm afraid they are secretly colluding with others, thinking about how to harm your life, or deliberately killing you.
If things go wrong, you won’t be able to explain it to your superiors.”
"It's just these scheming things." Cheng Sanwu sneered.
"In the Ministry of Internal Affairs, this kind of thing is inevitable." Afu said with a smile: "But there are a few people in the ten Taisui who don't like to take care of things."
"For example?" Cheng Sanwu looked up, closed his eyes, and breathed out slowly.
"One is Tu Weijun from the sixth seat. This guy is known as a mad dog. He likes to kill people for fun, and he is crazy. It is good to be awake for two hours out of twelve hours a day." Afu said: "
This guy is so crazy that he is not in Chang'an on weekdays. The main task of the manpower assigned to him by Eunuch Feng is to cast spells to calm him down when he reaches a certain level of madness, and then lock him up and send him elsewhere."
After hearing this description, Cheng Sanwu suddenly asked: "If I lose my mind and go crazy one day in the future, killing people everywhere, will the Ministry of Internal Affairs send people to stop me?"
Afu glanced at Cheng Sanwu and said: "If that day comes, Shi Taisui will naturally come forward to clean up the family. You'd better not let this happen."
"What are the other ten Taisui like?" Cheng Sanwu asked next.
"You have met Mr. Yan Feng and Mr. Rou Zhao. The second Mr. Zhan Meng is a monk, but I suspect that he is also a monster. He usually eats fast and chants Buddha's name, and he doesn't pay much attention to the outside world." Afu introduced them one by one.
Tao:
"The fourth seat, Qiang Yujun, is good at archery. If you want to hurt people with cold arrows, he is the right person to turn to. I have never seen the fifth seat, Yongjun. He seems to be a painter."
"Can a painter also rank among the tenth Taisui?" Cheng Sanwu was puzzled.
"Then he is definitely not an ordinary painter." Afu said: "I guess this person may be proficient in magic, but the use of magic is prohibited in Yishanfang and Gongchen Castle, so he doesn't like to show up here."
"Sixth is the mad dog you mentioned just now, and seventh is you. Where are the eighth and ninth seats?" Cheng Sanwu asked next.
"On the surface, Mr. Chongguang, the eighth seat, looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid who is extremely violent and aggressive." Afu said, "But Eunuch Feng never gives him too difficult errands. I guess Mr. Chongguang should
He is the child of a certain big shot."
"If you send a big shot's child to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, are you really afraid that the child will be brought up badly?" Cheng Sanwu laughed.
"I guess it's because I couldn't teach him well and I gave up, so I left it to Eunuch Feng." Afu continued: "As for Lord Xuan Zhan, who is in the ninth seat, he also hides himself very deeply and rarely shows up in front of others. Eunuch Feng also
He will be sent to carry out hidden assassinations."
"There are so many talents." Cheng Sanwu sighed: "Now it seems that Mr. Zhaoyang, who looks like a fat ball, is really not that powerful."
"He has only been in the Gongchen Guard for a few years, and compared to other guys who are neither human nor ghosts, Zhaoyang Jun is the most normal, and there is no obvious evil aura about him. It would be more convenient for him to come forward for some things.
"Afuyan said: "In addition, Shi Taisui's ranking is not all based on strength. For example, Qiang Yujun, who is good at shooting cold arrows, if he really forces himself in front of him, I can easily defeat him."
"Listen to what you say, then I really need to find some people to help me." Cheng Sanwu fiddled with his hair: "What do you think of Zhang Fan and Hu Yi? Anyway, I know them from the Ministry of Internal Affairs." p>
"If you can trust it, then use it. But remember, different people have different uses. Don't force others to have abilities if they are incompetent, otherwise you will only harm others and yourself."
When Afu said this, Jiang Zhen poured out some thin, colorless ointment from a small delicate bottle, dripped it on Afu's smooth back, and reached out to massage and press all over her body. Cheng Sanwu turned around and saw the jade body intercourse.
The overlapping erotic scenes left my mouth slightly open and speechless.
"What? You want to try it too?" Afu obviously enjoyed Jiang Zhen's service, and there was even a slight moan in her voice when she spoke.
Cheng Sanwu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and simply nodded and said: "Okay, but I'm afraid that Miss Jiangzhen's hands are not strong enough and she can't press my body."
"I can't bear to let a beauty like Jiang Zhen serve you." Afu turned around, took Jiang Zhen into her arms, and then high-fived her and called: "Wang Shu, come in."
Qin Wangshu pushed open the door and walked in. She was not wearing the usual military uniform, but was wearing a lotus-colored myrobalan skirt. Her shoulders and arms were bare, and the fabric of the skirt was as thin as cicada wings.
.The black hair on the head is simply tied up, and a wooden hairpin is inserted horizontally, just like a maid from a wealthy family.
Qin Wangshu was obviously not used to dressing like this, and he didn't know how to place his arms. He lowered his head and said, "Envoy Fu."
Afu raised her chin slightly and ordered: "Go and wait on Cheng Sanwu, help him wipe his body, comb his hair and change his clothes."
Of course, when a woman does these things for a man, it is not as simple as the literal meaning. Anyone can understand the implication.
"...As ordered." Qin Wangshu's response was as thin as a mosquito's, as if he had made great determination, and walked to the tub, his body and steps visibly stiff and jerky.
"Please." Qin Wangshu raised his arm toward Cheng Sanwu and gestured to the side room.
Cheng Sanwu turned back to look at Afu, who gave her a playful wink. He just smiled faintly and stood up with his hands on the tub, standing out of the water with a strong body.
Qin Wangshu originally lowered his head, but when he saw this situation, he immediately turned his face away and trembled slightly.
Cheng Sanwu ignored her, picked up the cloth hanging on the wooden stand beside him, walked around the screen with his head held high, and turned into the side room.
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Afu's living expenses are all luxurious and exquisite. Even the side room where she bathes in the hot spring is equipped with a sandalwood bed and a thick mat. The floor is also covered with several layers of soft felt blankets for wiping the soles of the feet. There are gold animals on the side.
The incense of smoke from the stove makes walking here feel like walking in a fairyland.
Cheng Sanwu marveled, wiped himself off and sat down on the couch. Seeing the waiter beside him with a wine pot and cups, he poured himself a cup without any politeness.
"Uh, why is it wine?" Cheng Sanwu took a sip and then remembered that the dominatrix preferred this flavor.
Putting down the wine glass, Qin Wangshu walked into the side room holding a wooden bucket cloth, his head lowered and not daring to speak.
Seeing her like this, Cheng Sanwu lay down on the couch and said, "You can do whatever you want."
Qin Wangshu nodded numbly, came to the bed, and started massaging according to the method taught by Afu.
However, when she reached out and touched Cheng Sanwu's back, she discovered that the man's whole body was radiating heat. Qin Wangshu's meridian Qi was biased towards the cold side, and when the heat steamed him, beads of sweat immediately appeared on his snow-white skin.
But that's not a problem yet. Qin Wangshu massaged Cheng Sanwu's plump muscles with normal strength, so he had to exert some inner strength.
After giving Cheng Sanwu a massage for a while, Qin Wangshu was already dripping with sweat. The thin myrobalan skirt was wet and fitted tightly to her body, outlining a long, slim body with undulating curves.
"This is your first time doing this kind of thing?" Cheng Sanwu asked.
"No, it's not." Qin Wangshu didn't expect that the other party would suddenly speak. He was slightly startled. He retracted his hands and instinctively moved back, but found that he didn't have a weapon with him at the moment.
Cheng Sanwu turned to look at her, with no desire in his eyes: "Have you changed to sword practice?"
Hearing this, Qin Wangshu was shocked by the man's keenness, nodded and said: "Envoy Fu lent a copy of "Tang Snake Sword Technique" from Yinlong Division and gave it to me to study."
Cheng Sanwu responded without saying anything more, and the side room fell into silence.
Qin Wangshu clasped her fingers together, uneasiness and fear creeping into her pores like a dark wind, making her shudder.
Just last night, Qin Wangshu was called alone, and Afu offered to send her to Cheng Sanwu.
When Qin Wangshu heard this order, he thought he had made a big mistake and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, even if it was another punishment.
"No, I just want you to stay with Cheng Sanwu." Afu said seriously: "He is about to take over the position of Lord Zhaoyang, and there will also be a group of subordinates accompanying him in the future. I can't control him all the time, and I need someone to maintain this relationship.
Value relationships. You are the person I trust most, and sending you to Cheng Sanwu is not a punishment."
Qin Wangshu has a resolute temperament, but at this moment he is still extremely frightened: "What if... Cheng Sanwu wants to touch someone with a humble position?"
Afu's eyes were deep: "Then you have to be his woman."
"Is there... no other way?" Qin Wangshu could not suppress his fear, and his whole body was shaking involuntarily.
Afu sighed softly, picked up Qin Wangshu, held her in his arms, and stroked her back: "Until the demon in your heart is eliminated, it will be difficult for you to achieve a breakthrough in martial arts. If you still want to take revenge, you must pass this level.
Cheng Sanwu is accomplished in Yanfeng Swordsmanship. If you want to sharpen your swordsmanship and improve your martial arts, he is the only one who can do it. But he helped you in the past just for my sake. In the future, if he takes charge of his role alone, I'm afraid you will become insignificant.
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Qin Wangshu lay on Afu's lap, crying silently. Afu wiped her tears and said softly: "You must not only serve Cheng Sanwu, but also learn to please him and make him think of you when he wants to do something.
I also think of you, do you remember?"
"Humble job...remember it."
While Qin Wangshu was still immersed in memories, Cheng Sanwu turned over and sat up, raised his arms, hooked Qin Wangshu's slender waist without saying a word of greeting, and hugged her directly to him, with only a few words between them.
Separated by a thin layer of clothing, it's almost like hugging each other.
Qin Wangshu screamed in surprise before she could react. She felt the hot breath coming from the man's body, which made her tense up. She pressed her hands on the man's chest and tried to push him away, but she couldn't break free from the man's iron-like arms.
Similar thick arms, the same burning breath, the experience in his early years was like a nightmare coming back, making Qin Wangshu angry out of fear, he rushed Xuanyin Qi, and spat out cold energy from his palms.
Ordinarily, it would be impossible to exert force at such a close distance, but Qin Wangshu is good at short hitting close to the body and can exert power in a small area. Cheng Sanwu caught the ball head-on, stepped back, and hit the wall with his back.<
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But Qin Wangshu didn't have a hard time either. She was shocked by the inflammation energy in Cheng Sanwu's body, and the frost energy she just mentioned was suppressed again, and she took a few steps back.
"It seems you are not happy?" Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and rubbed his broad chest, but there was no anger on his face.
Qin Wangshu grabbed her skirt with both hands and bit her lower lip without saying a word. At this moment, she didn't look like Shang Zhangjun's capable officer at all, but an incompetent and weak woman who could be teased and toyed by men at any time.
"If you don't like it, don't be happy. What's the big deal?" Before Cheng Sanwu finished speaking, Taotie appeared next to Qin Wangshu, urging: "Do it! The hag has already put the meat to her mouth, where is it?"
Is there any reason not to eat? I want to see her cry and scream!"
Cheng Sanwu was too lazy to pay attention and asked Qin Wangshu: "That... Yang Wujiu, the master of Zhurong Palace, who is yours?"
Upon hearing this person's name, Qin Wangshu's expression changed, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Enemy!"
"What did he do to you?" Cheng Sanwu asked again.
Qin Wangshu opened his mouth, but when the words came to his mouth, his tongue felt like cramps and he couldn't speak.
Cheng Sanwu saw her like this and curled his lips: "I understand, let's wait until you want to talk about it someday."
Qin Wangshu felt like he was being pardoned, and relaxed a lot, then asked: "Do you know everything?"
"What do you know?" Cheng Sanwu looked up.
Qin Wangshu was frightened again and did not dare to look at the man: "Envoy Fu wants me to come to you..."
"Well, I need someone who is familiar with the regulations and rules of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It would be best if you are willing to help." Cheng Sanwu turned over and lay down, waving his hand: "I'm sleepy, you don't have to wait on me."<
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Qin Wangshu watched the man fall asleep quickly, snoring slightly, and stood there blankly.
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"This Cheng Sanwu is all over his head." Afu cursed in a low voice.
"Sister Fu, what's wrong?" Jiangzhen was covered in sweat at the moment, with a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks and lips, looking bright and moving.
"Cheng Sanwu didn't touch Wang Shu's body." Afu smiled slightly, a little disappointed, but secretly happy that at least Cheng Sanwu didn't refuse him.
"Sister Fu, I said at the beginning that I hope Shu won't be able to do this." Jiang Zhen said, "Let me serve Cheng Sanwu and make sure to discipline him obediently!"
"Just because of your little prodigal hoof?" Afu grabbed Jiang Zhen, making her tremble: "I think you want to be happy with Cheng Sanwu all day long!"
Afu teased the woman under her like a prank, but she felt helpless in her heart. She sent Wangshu to Cheng Sanwu, really intending to use this to stabilize the relationship between the two. Even though she cultivated Wangshu vigorously, but for high-ranking people
For vampires, as long as they can achieve what they want, anyone can be sacrificed as a pawn.
But faced with the temptation of beauty, Cheng Sanwu chose to stop at the door.
Afu knows very well that Cheng Sanwu is by no means the kind of gentleman who sits still and calmly. When he begins to overcome his greedy nature, it means that he has a greater desire to drive him, and ordinary temptations can no longer shake his mind. p>