The residence arranged by Shanxi officials for Wang Xian turned out to be the back office of Zhensi Yamen. The original inspector of Shanxi Province was transferred to the capital by the emperor because of a report that was too script-heavy, and there was no new person to fill the vacancy.
, the back office became vacant.
However, Wang Xian was a mere fifth-rank official and moved into the post office of Zhensi. This was of course the special respect given to him as an imperial envoy by the Shanxi people.
It was getting late, so after briefly introducing the housekeeper in the mansion, Magistrate He took his leave and said he would visit again tomorrow.
After the steward humbly greeted Wang Xian, he asked the maid to take a bath with him, and then withdrew.
Under the leadership of the maid, Wang Xian came to the bathing room in the back room. There was a fire burning in the room, and four heating cages without open flames were placed in the four corners.
With colorful petals.
What caught Wang Xian's attention even more were the eight maids kneeling by the pool. They were all beautiful and dressed in thin gauze, showing off their youthful and curvy figures. He couldn't help but touch his nose. It was safe.
Nosebleed.
Several maids did not show any signs of ridicule, but stepped forward to undress him, but Wang Xian stopped him and said: "I am not used to being watched bathing, so please step back."
The maids were a little stunned. Seeing Wang Xian wave his hand resolutely, the maids, who had been trained to obey unconditionally since childhood, had no choice but to file away.
"Huh" sniffing the body fragrance left by the young girl, Wang Xian exhaled a breath, grandma, it is true that she did not eat in advance. Before leaving Beijing, he and his wife were lingering together, thinking that they could take care of things for a while, but who knows
I haven't been around women for more than half a month, and I almost can't control myself anymore.
But he had to hold on even if he couldn't control it. He didn't forget how heavy the burden was on his shoulders. The future and life of the prince, grandson, and his brothers all depended on him. If he fell into someone else's beauty trap, he would have trouble turning back.
How can we turn the tide if the handle is in someone else's hands?
After silently reciting form is emptiness and emptiness is form several times, it still didn't work. Wang Xian had no choice but to take a bath with cold water to cool down his inner restlessness. He put on clothes randomly and when he went out to the room to go to bed, he saw two people already lying on the bed.
A girl.
'I bet, these guys are really vicious. Knowing that I am most afraid of the beauty trap, Wang Xian closed his eyes and said: "Girls, please go out. I am used to sleeping alone."
The head maid beside her said softly: "They are here to warm your bed. Of course, if you want to attend to your bed..." After a pause, she said shyly: "You can call any of us."
"I wipe, I wipe, I wipe..." Wang Xian realized that he was really worthless. Just hearing someone say something, he had a strong reaction. Not only did he lean forward slightly, but his old face turned red and said: "No need."
"Yes." The maid said respectfully, and the two bed-warming maids came out of the bed silently, wearing only bellybands. After kowtowing to Wang Xian, they exited the room. The sight of their naked flesh finally made his
Hot liquid flowed from the nostrils.
The only remaining maid was busy trying to stop the bleeding. Wang Xian covered his nose with silk cotton and said in a very embarrassed voice: "Shanxi is too Yu, it's really too Yu."
"Yes." The maid nodded gently and said softly: "When I first came to Shanxi, I was very uncomfortable with it.
Wang Xian nodded, and just as he was about to pick up the tea cup, the maid mustered up her courage, stopped him softly and said, "I'll give you a cup instead."
"What's wrong with this cup?" Wang Xian looked at the hot tea soup and couldn't say it was cold.
"This cup..." the pretty maid whispered, "it has added ingredients." Afraid that Wang Xian would suspect that it was poisonous, she drank it by herself, then blushed and said, "It's for your honor...
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"I see." Wang Xian suddenly realized and smiled apologetically: "Are you okay after drinking?"
But the pretty maid said in her heart, how could I know? Seeing that Wang Xian's nosebleed started flowing again, she hurriedly whispered: "My lord, you'd better raise your head." Then she took two pillows, one for him to lean on, and one for him.
He rested his head behind his head, thinking that this young adult was not a womanizer and she was too careful not to touch him.
"Does the former Lord Fantai live like this every day?" Wang Xian raised his head and leaned on the back of his chair. He thought it was silly, so he had to ask casually.
"I don't know," the maid gently shook her head and said, "I and others only came here just the day before yesterday."
"Where were you originally?"
"It was originally at the training center of Prince Jin's Mansion." The maid answered honestly.
"Have you met King Jin?"
"No." The maid shook her head. She was obviously not a talkative woman, and she didn't know whether it was because of her nature or because of her training.
"Looking at the accent, are you a woman from Wu?" Wang Xian had to change the question to a lighter one.
"My ancestral home is Suzhou," the maid said softly.
"Suzhou is a good place, my mother-in-law's home is there." Wang Xiandao.
"I don't remember what Suzhou looks like..." The pretty maid's expression darkened.
Wang Xian was not surprised and said: "But Hongwu drove them away and left their hometown?" Emperor Taizu deeply hated the people of Wuzhong for supporting his great enemy Zhang Shicheng to unify the world. In the early years of Hongwu, he took punitive immigration measures against the people of Wuzhong and sent them
A large number of people moved to Huai'an, Yangzhou, Jingshi, Fengyang and other places, which was called "Hongwu Dispersion".
"No," the maid shook her head and said, "It was more than ten years ago that Emperor Yongle issued an order to move tens of thousands of households in Suzhou to Beijing..."
"Oh." Wang Xian sighed. The people of Suzhou were really miserable in the early days of the country. Two generations of emperors were cruel to them. If Emperor Hongwu was out for revenge, then Emperor Yongle was naked because of their wealth and dense population.
People a few hundred years later might think it was a beautiful thing to change their hukou from Suzhou to Beijing. But in the eyes of Suzhou people at that time, Beijing was a bitter and cold place, and the two places were more than two thousand miles apart.
How many families were ruined along the way and their families were in ruins? No need to ask, this maid must have such a sad story.
The sad atmosphere made Wang Xian's heart no longer restless and his nosebleeds stopped. He smiled at the maid and said, "What's your name?"
"Slave Yan'er." The pretty maid had long realized that she had lost her composure and had already adjusted herself. She said respectfully.
"Go, I'm going to bed." Wang Xian nodded, took off his shoes and went to bed.
"My maid is right outside. I will come when you call me." He asked Yan'er's maid to tuck him in, turn off the light, and retreat to the outside room.
The warm spring-like room turned dark. Lying on the comfortable and luxurious Qiangong bed, covered with fragrant and soft quilts, Wang Xian fell asleep... because the suppressed female moans sounded outside, as thin as a pipe, intermittently.
, but even more sultry and springy...
When he got up the next morning, Yan'er came in to help Wang Xian get dressed. Wang Xian naturally wanted to do it by himself. If his sticky underwear was seen, he would be very embarrassed. He didn't forget to look at Yan'er.
Nothing happened to her, so she felt relieved. But Yan'er's face turned red to the roots of her ears. She had been having erotic dreams all night last night, which made the sheets wet. The adults must have heard her...
"Ahem." Wang Xian looked away, sighed secretly, and asked her to call the housekeeper.
The housekeeper came quickly that week. After bowing, he saw Wang Xian holding a towel and washing his face in front of the white cloud copper basin. He immediately said anxiously: "Is this how you serve your lord?" His voice was shrill and shrill, like that of a dead eunuch.
Similar.
Yan'er was about to reply helplessly, but Wang Xian said first: "Leave them alone, this is my request." Then he threw the towel to the housekeeper Zhou and said: "That's why I called you here, to treat these girls.
I took them all away, and all the furnishings in the house, I couldn't bear it."
"That's what your lord said," Butler Zhou said with a smile, "This is the wish of our Lord Fantai."
"I appreciate your kindness," Wang Xian waved his hand and said, "I will tell Lord Fantai, and you can just do it."
"This..." Housekeeper Zhou looked embarrassed. He had never seen such an official before.
"Go." Wang Xian frowned slightly and said, "Otherwise, I will move out of here."
"Okay then..." Housekeeper Zhou realized Yan'er and the others' helplessness, "But you have to leave a few people to serve you. There are men around you, so it's inevitable for you to be careless."
"I've even slept in the desert, is there anything thicker than that?" Wang Xian resolutely ignored him. Are you kidding me? Who knows how many spies there are here?
Butler Zhou had no choice but to agree and hurriedly informed the prefect. When the prefect came in a hurry, Wang Xian's room was already empty with only the necessary furniture such as tables, chairs, and desks left.
"Oh my, brother Zhongde, why are you doing this?" Magistrate He hurriedly advised: "It's all the Lord Fantai's wish, why don't you enjoy it?"
"The feudal government is full of good intentions, and the subordinate officials accept it. However, it is easy to move from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to move from extravagance to frugality." Wang Xian said seriously: "In the past, Wen Zhenggong felt at ease eating porridge, but the subordinate officials were unworthy, and he also believed it." After his death.
Zhou Yong and Er Hei, who were standing there, were both dumbfounded. They thought to themselves, "Hey, sir, I've had too much Shanxi vinegar these days. Why are you so sour?"
When Magistrate He heard this, he felt helpless in his heart. He thought that the imperial envoy was a military attaché and he was young, so how could he not be rich and good-looking? So he made careful arrangements along the way to make sure that he would not miss Shu. Who would have thought that this guy was actually a bad student and had a bad mind?
scholar?
Only then did he remember that in addition to his status as a military attache, Wang Xian also had the title of Juren
What Wang Xian wanted was this effect. He thought about it all night last night. The other party kept putting high hats on him and giving him benefits. Naturally, he had an agenda. Youdao is short-handed when it comes to eating people and short-hands when taking others. How will you investigate the case later?
?And the other party will write a memorial to impeach him for how extravagant his life is. Emperor Yongle, who likes simplicity, will definitely be furious.
After much deliberation, it is better to treat people with a moralistic face. After all, it is natural for nerds to be ungrateful. No one will be as knowledgeable as a guy who ruins his brain by reading...
Magistrate He secretly said that Lord Fantai had expressed his wrong feelings, and even praised him on his face: "Zhongde is indeed a role model for our generation."
"Don't dare, don't dare." Wang Xian said nonchalantly, which even revealed the other party's previous flattery.