Chapter 68: Table Tennis Game

Jin***’s milk, Hua Ji and Sharapova returned from North Korea, and the royal palace became even more lively.

Of course, Ye Zhao also knew that his leisurely days were afraid that they would end. Just the day before Jin Feng and others returned to Guangzhou, Han Jinchun and Harichi's troops captured Hangzhou, the last important town of the Taiping Army. King Qin Rigang of Yan died in battle, and Pingyuan Army's second and third towns immediately marched into Nanjing.

It doesn't take long for the Pingyuan Army to cover the sky and the sun to gather under the city of Nanjing. The four towns of Pingyuan Army patrol and logistics, and the civilians requisitioned from various places, the Southern Dynasty's troops used to attack Nanjing in general will not be less than 100,000.

Looking through the front line telegram, Ye Zhao couldn't help but feel excited. He had to make a contribution to the severity of the chaos in modern history that caused hundreds of millions of people to suffer heavy disasters. His subordinates had already been dispatched without realizing it. At his command, countless soldiers killed the generals and snatched the flags and rushed forward bravely. Wherever the iron stream came, who was the hero in the world to resist?

However, in front of Rong'er, Jinfeng, Hua Ji and Shawa's four wives and concubines, Ye Zhao naturally became a lazy and good husband.

Next to the music room of the Lotus Building is a dance room, with excellent glass mirrors embedded on all sides. It is produced by Ye Zhao's project team, and the back of the mirror is painted with silver, which is not much clearer than the mirrors in later generations.

In a corner of the dance room, there is a pool table. The nightclubs in Guangzhou already have a pool room. Of course, in the present time when plastics have not yet appeared, most of the pools are made of wood. As for the pools in the Regent's billiard room, they are naturally carefully carved and polished with ivory.

Ye Zhaohe's wife and concubines played 15 goals and 15 billiards, from 1 point to 15 points, the five took turns to hit the ball, and finally calculated the winning or losing based on the score.

The beautiful wives and concubines in the four rooms, playing table tennis together, the sound of orioles and the sound of swallows, and the whole room was full of spring. Ye Zhao himself was so dazzling that he was blinded by the gorgeous brilliance of his wives.

Jinfeng wore sexy red cheongsam, meat stockings, and red high heels. She had a graceful figure and a romantic figure. Every move exuded an attractive mature charm.

Sharava's snow-white gauze skirt, towering peaks under the low-cut white gauze, deep ***, the man's eyes can't pull it out again, the pressure-filled snow-white long legs are exposed to the air, silver high heels, silver toenail polish, and her hot figure are mouth-watering.

Hua Ji Yi ethnic costumes, embroidered red cloth skirt, a silver collar on her pink neck, white and tender pink legs, a thin platinum ankle tied on her soft ankle, purple toenail polish on her toes, and snow-white barefoots stepped on the red carpet. The timid and delicate beauty can best arouse men's desire.

Rong'er is in a red plaid uniform skirt, and she doesn't wear thin cotton socks at home. Her slender and crystal-clear legs are so thin that it makes people tremble. Her delicate little red leather shoes make Ye Zhao dry and her mouth dry, and she suppresses the idea of ​​pressing the beastly and lifting the hem of the skirt on the billiard table and rectifying the Dharma.

But how could Ye Zhao calm down when playing table tennis with such four life-threatening kids? He could only watch but not eat, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It was simply murder, murder.

The toenail polish used by wives and concubines are all produced by Ye Zhao, but in fact they are made of various flower juices. The disadvantages are obvious and cannot last long. If they fade in two or three hours, they will not look like they are. Fortunately, wives and concubines are not serious people. Even Jin Feng is running outside and she loves beauty tightly, and she has enough private space to make her dress up.

In front of Rong'er and Jinfeng, Sharaba and Hua Ji were very restrained and dared not say much. Although they both wanted Ye Zhao to be tight, they were as enthusiastic as Sharaba, and did not run up to hug Ye Zhao intimate, let alone Hua Ji, who was timid and dared not look at Ye Zhao.

Although Sharapova is Russian, she also knows Chinese rules and is even more intimidated by her mother. She knows that the wife of a powerful man can sell her at will, and she is like a little lamb in front of Rong'er and Jinfeng.

In Hua Ji's eyes, Rong'er and Jinfeng are the mistresses. She is so afraid of being a child. Do you need to say anything about the mistress?

The five people hit the ball in the order, Ye Zhao first, Rong'er second, Golden Phoenix third, Hua Ji fourth, Sharaba fifth, Ye Zhao finally had some fun behind Sharaba. If it were Hua Ji, I was afraid that he would be playing the ball for him. Although Sharaba secretly pleased him, she finally didn't dare to do it too obviously, for fear that Rong'er or Jin Feng would be sold? Ye Zhao laughed in her stomach when she remembered it.

Ye Zhao's billiards skills are really common. Among the four wives and concubines, Jin Feng plays the best, but she never surpasses Rong'er. How could Ye Zhao not see if she has given up the ball?

Rong'er and Hua Ji's skills are both mamadi. Sharaba has played billiards in Petersburg, which is better than Rong'er and Hua Ji's skills. But she didn't dare to score too many points, and secondly, the position left by the white ball cannot make Ye Zhao too uncomfortable, so she scored the lowest.

After playing a few games, Ye Zhao felt boring. How could he play billiards? He was just fighting with his own scores. His scores were the same as the order of hitting the ball. He was also the first, Rong'er was the second, Golden Phoenix was the third, Hua Ji was the fourth, and Sharaba Laomo.

"If you don't come, you won't come, let's bet!" After the little maid set the ball, Ye Zhao had an idea.

Jin Fengxiao glanced at Ye Zhao, and naturally understood her husband's thoughts. It would be boring to play like this.

"In this way, Rong'er and Sharaba are in the same group, Jinfeng and Hua Ji are in the same group, and they will cooperate with the black eight balls. If any group loses, they will be punished to go to me to listen to my mother's nagging at night."

The women looked at each other, but naturally they had no objection.

Ye Zhao calculated the strength of the four of them. Jinfeng had the best skills in the ball, but the difference between Sharapova and her was not very obvious. Rong'er was much better than Hua Ji. In this way, the grouping was evenly balanced. In this way, two groups were like this. They had to play each other and they didn't know the personal winning or losing. Moreover, the bet was to accompany her to see her mother. For them, this was a good reward, so they were afraid that they would fight for their full strength. Jinfeng didn't dare to compete for the opportunity to accompany her to see her mother alone, and Rong'er would not lose on purpose. This was interesting.

Sure enough, after the kickoff, the level of the wives and concubines hit the ball was significantly higher. Even Hua Ji was very serious about the hitting route, and she was no longer as if she had to stab her randomly just now.

Ye Zhao took the iced soda water and drank and watched the fun.

When hitting a billiard, when encountering angles, it is inevitable that Ye Zhao will be feasted on his eyes.

When he saw Jin Feng's soft little waist lying on the table, his butt was erect and his beautiful legs were waving, and his stockings were beautiful, Ye Zhao leaned over and pretended to look at the angle. He couldn't help but reach out and touched her thin waist gently. Jin Feng gave him a blank look, with his eyes as charming as silk, "Master, I lost, it's yours."

Ye Zhao laughed. Rong'er couldn't reach the white ball, so Ye Zhao hugged her and asked her to hit the ball. He couldn't help but take the opportunity to kiss her crystal-clear pink neck. Rong'er's face was red and she didn't say anything, but only focused on playing.

In the end, Jin Feng and Hua Ji lost the ball. Ye Zhao was about to think of something new, but the little maid came to pass the message, but the old lady heard that Rong'er had not gone to school today and missed Rong'er.

Rong'er is very popular with the old lady and is very cute. In addition, the old lady's thoughts must be biased towards the right wife and support her. Therefore, it is understandable to prefer Rong'er.

Since Rong'er went to accompany the old lady, Ye Zhao smiled and asked Jinfeng and Sharava to have a game. He took another flower ball and pointed out that Sharava would hit the color ball. Jinfeng asked Sharava to have a ball.

In this way, there will be less talk about whoever loses and whoever loses. When the two of them play, they will compete, so it will naturally be interesting to play.

Taking them to play billiards is to give them an extra fun game. If you can't relax, it's too boring.

Sitting back on the sofa, sucking soda, he waved to Hua Ji and smiled, "Come on, come here." Hua Ji then walked over timidly and sat next to Ye Zhao.

Jinfeng and Sharaba were really interested in playing. Ye Zhao smiled and said, "It's fun. Let's go to the club outside and form a team to play with them. That's interesting."

Jin Feng was moved, bit her red lips and said, "Master, you can't say anything." The noble and charming rich lady, with cheongsam and stockings, and leaning on a club, was very tempting.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "When did I not keep my word?"

Sharaba shot down two balls in succession and entered the bag. Jin Feng didn't care about talking to Ye Zhao, so she turned around to study the billiards situation. Ye Zhao felt the truth and looked at Hua Ji, then kissed her little face. Hua Ji's face turned red and she didn't dare to say anything.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Come on, where are you barefoot? Show Brother Ye if your feet are dirty?" Looking at Hua Ji's snow-white feet with purple toenail polish, Ye Zhao's heart was moved.

Hua Ji's face turned even redder, and she didn't dare to look at Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao glanced at the two girls playing billiards over there, thinking that it seemed that it was not the time to bully Hua Ji now, so he smiled and asked, "Is North Korea fun?"

Hua Ji nodded.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "But I heard that the women of the folk are shameless and their clothes are not decent. Are you? Did you choose a good seedling?"

Hua Ji finally opened her voice, her voice tenderly and melting: "How many of them are bought with money." As she said that, her face darkened, and she thought she was thinking of the tragic fate she had experienced.

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, and his goddaughter asked Jin Feng to bring him a letter, saying bad things about Zhao from Fengran, which made Ye Zhao secretly amused.

This time, Jin Feng took Hua Ji Shawa to North Korea and another accidental discovery was found. Jin Feng said that Shawa was quite knowledgeable about the laws of the Southern Dynasties, but Ye Zhao didn't know it. She was a little ashamed to think about it. She seemed that she had never really cared about what she was doing, and she didn't know about the legal knowledge she was doing.

Hua Ji and Sharaba, Ye Zhao have also considered it for a long time. They can't really sing and dance for the rest of their lives. They will be artists in their later generations, but now they have a very low status and they don't want to keep them in the mansion. So what is the difference between these two little girls and the walking corpse? Although most women now live like this, since they have become their own women, they must let them enjoy life, freedom, and everything that girls in their future generations can enjoy. In this way, they will be right and it is not in vain to have a fight with them.

Since Sharava is interested in the law, it is easy to arrange. The Southern Dynasties are also preparing to establish institutions such as Western referee committees. This is a better supplement when the laws are not perfect nowadays. It is a semi-official and semi-civilian institution. It has certain legal binding force when handling some relatively small commercial civil disputes. However, if one of the parties is ruled to think it is unfair, they can appeal to the Censorate and formally go through legal procedures.

This kind of institution is a mediation method that is more willing to accept for people who are influenced by traditional Chinese thoughts, which will make the people feel transparent and open, not as terrible as the yamen, and will further instill the concept of judicial society into the people.

Sharaba has made arrangements, what about Hua Ji? Ye Zhao thought about it, and then asked Hua Ji with a smile: "Hua Ji, what else do you like to do besides dancing and singing?"

Hua Ji shook her head blankly. She couldn't like anything or dislike anything. She went with the flow all her life and let others arrange it. Now her biggest hope is that Brother Ye is happy every day. On the day she dies, she can still be with Brother Ye and not be driven out.

Ye Zhao looked at her and sighed softly. It would be fine, let's take a look. Anyway, Hua Ji is learning to read and write now, so she is not in a hurry.

"You lost!" Jin Feng smiled and twisted Sharaba's snow-white face. She really felt relieved from her heart by winning the ball like this. She glanced at Ye Zhao and said that the master is the master, and everything she does makes people feel fresh and interesting.

Touching the club in his hand, Jin Feng was a little dazed. In this life, I really didn't expect to meet such a man, like a mountain and a sea, under his wings, there was nothing to worry about. Moreover, the vast world outside was allowed to fly, and when you were tired, you flew back to him and leaned back. It was like a dream. With him, there were countless novel and fun things emerging one after another, so interesting and wonderful.

Even if you can live a day and die, it is worth it, but now you live in happiness every day. Do you have such great blessings?

Suddenly, Jinfeng's eyes were a little red. She put down the club, walked over, and sat next to Ye Zhao. The familiar and fresh smell was her support.

Jin Feng's soft body leaned gently on Ye Zhao's shoulder, and Ye Zhao smiled: "What's wrong?" Jin Feng didn't say anything.

Seeing Jin Feng and Hua Ji sitting next to Sweetheart, Sharaba naturally ran over to join in the fun. She sat on the red carpet in front of Ye Zhao and smiled foolishly at Ye Zhao. Her snow-white and crystal-clear legs were crossed on one side, and the crimson carpet under her was even more tempting.

Ye Zhao looked at his beloved wife and concubines with a beautiful face, and was quietly by his side. He had long lost his desire. He sighed softly in his heart. The good night was short, and he could live a few more days like this, which was really happier than a god.

However, Ye Zhao's life is naturally poor sometimes.

At the end of June 1859, Han Jinchun, Harichi's army captured Hangzhou, the last important town of the Taiping Army. King Qin Rigang of Yan died in battle. The second and third town of Pingyuan Army immediately met with Su Hongniang's army in southern Anhui. The various patrols, logistics troops, and the requisitioned people gathered in a steady stream of gathering with the city of Nanjing. One hundred thousand tigers and leopards, holding swords and crossing cavalry, and trying to shoot the Tianlang!

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