Chapter 887 Tossing and turning about asking but not getting it
Because in the eyes of many big shots during this period, women were just like clothes, they could be changed if they wanted, discarded if they wanted, and thrown away if they wanted.
But their eldest brother Wu Zhi was willing to be a woman and an unborn child, so he risked everything he had at all costs.
He even risked his own life in an extremely impulsive manner.
Can the two of them, following such a big brother, really make it to the end in such an era where all heroes come together?
Is this really a big question mark?
But the two of them also saw another shining point in Wu Zhi's treatment of this matter.
That is, attaching great importance to love and justice.
I would rather risk my own life than to protect my wife, children and family properly.
From now on, the two of them, following such a loving brother, are they still afraid that in the days to come, they will be abandoned and betrayed by his brother?
That is of course impossible.
At this moment, Wang Dingliu and Shi Qian saw that their eldest brother had made up his mind to break into the palace.
They both stopped trying to persuade me.
But Wang Dingliu, before going out, still wanted to persuade his eldest brother that it would be best to take him with him in this operation.
After all, they have too few manpower here.
If there is one more person there when you go, there will be more hope.
But Wu Zhi, after hesitating for a while, still looked at Wang Dingliu and shook his head with relief.
"Actually, for this mission, there is really no difference between two people and three people."
"So brother, you should go back to Liangshan to report the news."
"If my brother survives this difficult time, he will definitely take your sister-in-law back and drink three hundred bowls with you someday."
"Okay, let's go."
Then Wang Dingliu saw that his eldest brother had said this, and he really couldn't continue to persuade him.
So he could only bow to his eldest brother, then turned around and looked at his brother Shi Qian.
"Brother Shi Qian, our eldest brother, our eldest brother will be taken care of by you this time."
"Xiao Liu, I, take the first step."
After Wang Dingliu finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and left the room.
Shi Qian and Wu Zhi also prepared their own equipment and weapons after Wang Dingliu left.
According to Wu Zhi's original plan, he and Shi Qian would sneak into the palace quietly until midnight the next day, and then rescue Jiang Shiyun from the cold palace.
However, after Wu Zhi spent a whole day of repeated planning, he came up with another way to conquer the east and attack the west.
Although this method is unlikely to play a big role in rescuing Jiang Shiyun.
But at least it can, to a certain extent, reduce the difficulty faced by Wu Zhi and Shi Qian in rescuing Jiang Shiyun.
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In the evening of the next day.
Zhao Ji is in the study room, accompanied by Song Jinzhu, making sand paintings on the coffee table.
As for Zhao Ji, his learning ability is really abnormal.
He seems to be able to do almost anything except running a country and strengthening the army.
Although Zhao Ji had not practiced the sand painting technique for long, his control over the artistic form of sand painting was already much more proficient than Song Jinzhu who was standing next to him.
At this time, Zhao Ji was using the technique of sand painting to draw a picture of a lady based on Li Shishi's body shape and appearance.
At first, Song Jinzhu, who was standing aside, thought that Zhao Ji was using the sand painting technique she taught her to draw her own figure and appearance.
But as she looked at it, she realized something was wrong.
Because the woman shown in the sand painting is really too beautiful.
No matter in body shape or appearance, she, Song Jinzhu, is an existence that is absolutely incomparable.
Gradually, Song Jinzhu's heart became more and more sour.
But she didn't dare to show it in front of Zhao Ji.
So he could only pretend to be nonchalant and asked:
"Guan Jia, you are really getting more and more skilled in sand painting. Now, I don't even dare to paint with sand in front of Guan Jia."
"I'm just afraid that the officials will laugh at the slave's technique. It's so bad."
Zhao Ji was very happy to be praised by Song Jinzhu.
So he answered casually with a smile on his face:
"What the hell, my beloved, you taught me so well, that's why I learned so quickly?"
Song Jinzhu saw that Zhao Ji was in such a good mood today, so he asked without leaving any trace what he was thinking:
"Guan Jia, who is this woman in your painting?"
"How did you become so beautiful?"
"Could it be, could it be a certain sister in the official harem?"
As soon as Song Jinzhu finished speaking, the smile on Zhao Ji's face gradually faded.
Instead, there was a sense of loss.
"If that's the case, that's great!"
"The woman in my painting is truly unparalleled in heaven and earth."
"Its reputation for beauty is the highest in the entire city of Tokyo."
"If she wasn't so beautiful, how could she be so admired by me?"
Although Song Jinzhu didn't know much about famous actors in the capital, brothel oirans and the like.
But he also heard the graceful name of Master Li from the side.
And after she combined the beauty in the sand painting with the look of regret on Zhao Ji's face.
She immediately thought that the woman Zhao Ji was painting based on this time was most likely the leader of the flowers in Qingcheng, Li Shishi.
So she cautiously asked Zhao Ji for confirmation:
"Butler, could it be that the woman in your painting is the leader of the brothel, the brothel courtesan Li Shishi, who is known as a master of both sex and art?"
As soon as Song Jinzhu finished speaking, Zhao Ji glanced at her appreciatively.
"Exactly, exactly this woman."
"This woman is really good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."
"And that appearance and figure are one of a kind."
"I am really attracted to that woman."
Song Jinzhu was a little puzzled, because in her opinion, Zhao Ji in front of her was the lord of the world.
And which woman in the world doesn't want to be favored by him?
But if this is the case, then why is Zhao Ji so disappointed?
Could it be, could it be that this official family has not succeeded in getting hold of that Master Li?
"Since the officials are so fond of the woman, they can just summon her directly, so why bother and worry about her so much?"
"Think about the women in brothels, no matter how beautiful they are and how skilled they are, in the final analysis, they are still not subjects of the official family?"
"If the officials like it, how dare a common woman refuse?"
As soon as Song Jinzhu finished speaking, Zhao Ji sighed with waning interest.
Then, he took two fingers and gently tapped Song Jinzhu standing beside him.