Seeing that Long Live Master was deliberately trying to keep things secret, Zheng Shuyi simply didn't ask.
She deliberately hid her plump body dripping with sweat under the thin brocade quilt, and assumed the most perfect and most stimulating posture for Long Live Lord.
Sure enough, Wanzai dried his body under the service of the palace maid, and then happily climbed onto the dragon bed, entangled his fat body.
As Zheng Shuyi fulfilled her wish, she let out a low groan...
While caressing her greedily, Long Live Master said proudly: "My beloved concubine, I tell you..."
Zheng Shuyi opened her bright eyes and listened attentively with a pretty expression of interest, when Shen Lie's name came to her ears again.
Her heart moved, and she hurriedly pretended to be very interested and listened attentively, and from time to time she made a delicate sound of agreement.
"Oh...really?"
this moment.
When Long Live Master mentioned that Shen Lie, the admiration, trust and pride in his eyes made Zheng Shuyi, the person beside her, secretly frightened.
At midnight.
Taishi Mansion.
After a busy day, the servants were all exhausted and dragged their tired bodies back to their respective residences, but the inner house was still brightly lit.
In the study.
As a gust of hot wind blew in my face, the candlelight began to sway.
At the time of the great disaster, the government and the public were hustle and bustle. Zhang Juzheng, who had not slept for two days and one night, stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the miserable sky outside and wondering what he was thinking.
He is survived by his fourth son Zhang Jianxiu, his eldest son Jingxiu, his second son Sixiu and his third son Maoxiu.
This is the luxurious lineup of the old Zhang family.
In addition to the fourth child holding a military position and commanding the Imperial Guard, the eldest son of the Zhang family was a Jinshi scholar, and the second child was a second-ranked scholar and now serves in the Hanlin Academy.
The third youngest, Zhang Maoxiu, is very impressive. He won the imperial examination two years ago and was the top scholar in high school. Now he has also entered the Hanlin Academy.
Four Jinshi in one discipline.
At this moment, the Zhang family is at its peak and its power is at its peak.
But as Zhang Juzheng lowered his head, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, the sons looked at their old father's slightly rickety figure, looked at each other a few more times, and became worried.
"Father."
Among the sons, Zhang Jianxiu, who was the most capable and the most important, hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him: "Let's go to bed early."
But Zhang Juzheng coughed even more violently, and an abnormal rosiness appeared on his elegant face, which made his sons secretly frightened.
Seeing his father's ill health that could not be concealed, Zhang Jianxiu, the most knowledgeable commander of the Jinyi Guards, changed his expression greatly and sensed a hint of ominous omen.
Zhang Jianxiu made a quick decision and shouted: "Eldest brother, second brother, take father down to rest."
The eldest son and the second son were two Hanlin men. They were a little panicked by the fourth son's low voice and hurriedly stepped forward to help their father.
"Cough cough cough."
While Zhang Juzheng was coughing violently, there was a banging on the door from outside the study. The violent banging on the door broke the chaos in Zhang's house.
Following a burst of dog barking.
Zhang Jianxiu's face darkened, he quickly walked outside the study room, and cursed toward the front yard: "Who is it? It's so late at night."
Not long after, a nursing home hurried over and whispered to Zhang Jianxiu: "Fourth Master, this is Mr. Ma from Fusi, Beizhen. Mr. Chen handed over a sign asking to see him, saying that he had something important to report."
Zhang Jianxiu was stunned, took the tooth tags from several of his men, looked at them, and then ordered suspiciously: "Let them come in."
The nurse hurriedly ran to the front yard, opened the side door, and ushered in several Jin Yiwei generals.
After another moment.
In Zhang's study room.
"What?"
Looking at the several Jinyiwei generals standing with their hands hanging, Zhang Juzheng and his sons were stunned and looked a little confused.
Even a well-informed man like Zhang Juzheng cried out: "What chicken, duck, goose, what Dongchang... you say it again!"
Several Jin Yiwei generals also looked a little strange, and they quickly described what Dongchang had done during the day, vividly and vividly.
Then Zhang's study fell into a long silence.
At this moment, the great master of the Ming Dynasty and the chief minister of the cabinet, and his sons were speechless, feeling that their world view had been subverted.
Or it must be Zhang Juzheng.
Think about it for a moment.
The Grand Master then said decisively: "Jian Xiu, take people out of the city quickly... and have a look!"
Zhang Jianxiu hurriedly bowed and said, "I understand, Dad."
As Lao Si hurried away with a few of his henchmen, Zhang Juzheng was still thinking about poultry, Dongchang, locust plague... with a confused look on his face.
What a mess!
Before dawn, the sky is not yet bright.
Thirty miles away from the capital.
Suburban counties.
The bonfire by the river bank had not yet been extinguished. Shen Lie and several Dongchang generals were sleeping with their arms and clothes folded, snoring one after another.
This area is full of people from Dongchang, except for Tian Hong, a few unsociable ones, wearing brocade uniforms and guard uniforms, lying among a group of Dongchang generals, and standing out.
In the woods not far away, several people who were responsible for guarding the horses were holding their arms and leaning against the big trees, chatting casually.
Looking further into the distance, along the river are endless chicken coops and duck houses...
Hundreds of thousands of poultry had eaten and drank enough, and were put into cages to rest for the night. Now they were squawking, and it seemed that they could no longer suppress their strong appetite.
But at this moment, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded in the distance from the direction of the capital, awakening Shen Lie and others, who all opened their eyes and stood up.
The Dongchang generals looked around and saw a large group of cavalry galloping towards the official road leading to the capital amidst the rumble of horse hooves.
Hundreds of horsemen held torches high and formed a long marching column on the official road. They looked very anxious...
Soon the cavalry arrived at the small river and met Dongchang's scouts. A group of scouts emerged from the grass and tree branches.
He raised the crossbow in his hand and issued a low warning sound.
"Come on and stop!"
"It's time to shoot arrows further!"
The few riders who were rushing at the front stopped, and the leader shook the torch and gave a low shout to the Dongchang scouts.
"Bastard, are you blind?"
As the torches became brighter, several factory scouts carrying crossbows could be seen clearly in the grass. A dignified middle-aged man was sitting on horseback.
The bright flying fish suit on the man is so gorgeous.
"Ouch!"
The fans were startled and broke out in cold sweat. They quickly shouted and put away the crossbows in their hands, and then knelt down on the spot.
"See Mr. Zongxian!"
The foreman and the waiters were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground and defended tremblingly: "It was dark and I didn't see clearly... Please forgive me, Mr. General Xian."
Zhang Jianxiu didn't come here to cause trouble, he was quite respectful to these Dongchang generals.
That’s all.
At this time, the sky was getting slightly brighter and the vision became clearer.
So after a burst of noise, beside the small river in the wilderness, the dense forest began to boil like boiling water, and the Dongchang generals who were resting stood up in groups.
In the hustle and bustle.
Zhang Jianxiu led several of his subordinates to get off their horses and looked around in the dim light of the rising sun, feeling confused again.
