As a passionate young man less than twenty years old, Chen Ping was trying hard to resist the interference from hormones. Even though Naji was already close to him, the scent of rouge and powder that hit his face kept impacting Chen Ping's psychological defense. He also maintained
Take the posture of an old monk entering meditation.
A gentleman can sit calmly in his arms. If he can't even resist the sexual desires of these slaves, how can he talk about shouldering the great responsibility of his family and country?
What's more, what he saw and experienced in the Chu Palace these days gave Chen Ping a preliminary understanding of the Chu King. Apart from anything else, just from the perspective of personal life, the gap between the Chu King and the Tianqi Emperor was very huge.
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Emperor Tianqi is the emperor, but he does not use his power wantonly. The number of concubines in the harem is not even as many as those in the Prince of Chu's palace. However, Chen Ping, the King of Chu, said that he was clean and self-sufficient and never touched these dancers.
Even if you have never touched these dancing girls, the hundreds of concubines in the palace are still a terrifying number.
Being a vassal king is so extravagant and hedonistic. If he goes to the capital to supervise the country and assist in government affairs and serve as regent, will he become a coward?
The more he thought about this, the more Chen Ping admired Emperor Tianqi's strategy. Although Emperor Tianqi's connivance was the reason why the king of Chu could manage to its present state, Emperor Tianqi's strategy of making up for the situation was meticulous.
The smartest point is to show weakness to the King of Chu and ask him to temporarily put aside the urge to risk everything. As long as he can survive these two most dangerous years, Dayu's ability to resist risks will be enhanced.
No matter what you encounter then, it will be easier to deal with than it is now.
It can be seen that it is not a good choice to put the problem on hold for a certain period of time.
"Why don't you open your eyes and take a look at me?"
His trance-like thoughts were broken by a soft and charming voice, and Chen Ping replied with a smile.
"Have I ever closed my eyes?"
"Although your eyes are open, my lord, the lack of sight in them must mean that your mind is wandering. Isn't this me beautiful?"
Naji's charming big eyes are extremely smart, and her eyelashes flicker with charming charm, which seems to be able to draw away the soul.
Chen Ping admitted that what she said was right. If he didn't let go of such a stunning beauty, he might not be able to withstand her.
"How dare you be so presumptuous in front of Mr. Chen, a literary star?!"
"Master Chen's Liuyuan and No. 1 fame move the world, and he is the heart of thousands of women. There are so many beauties in the world? Back off!"
When Na Ji was shouted at by the King of Chu, her little face was filled with grievances. She muttered, bowed and retreated to the field to continue dancing.
Chen Ping quickly picked up a cup of tea to moisten his throat. At this moment, he felt his mouth was dry and he thought to himself that Na Ji is really powerful, but luckily I am better.
"Mr. Chen, you are not interested in fame and wealth, you are not interested in women, and you are not fond of money. People like you are really rare in the world."
Chen Ping chuckled and was about to laugh when he suddenly noticed a change in King Chu's aura. From the corner of his eye, he saw King Chu leaning over and staring at him with narrowed eyes.
"Hiss... I want to know, what does Mr. Chen like? In other words, why does Mr. Chen work so hard?"
A heart-wrenching question caused Chen Ping to stop moving his hands. The alarm bell in his heart rang loudly. He carefully put down the teacup and turned to the King of Chu.
The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and Chen Ping felt a sense of fear when their eyes intertwined!
The music in the hall gradually slowed down, and the other people looked over. I wonder if he was too nervous and had auditory hallucinations. Chen Ping even felt that at this moment he vaguely heard the screen, the breathing behind the corridor, and the
The tiny collision of armor pieces and the sound of tight bow strings.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Chen Ping was secreting adrenaline crazily, and his body seemed to become stiff, as if a huge amount of lead had been injected into it.
"Your Highness has given you too much praise. Some people like fame and wealth, some people like women, and some people like gold and silver. As for me?"
"I am afraid that His Highness will laugh at me if I say it. I also have a good reputation, but a good name is not just a name that has lasted for decades in this world. The name that I like is a name that has been passed down through history for thousands of years and will be passed down to future generations."
Language is an art.
And this art often determines a person's wealth or even life or death.
Chen Ping felt that he was at the crossroads between life and death.
He has already sent Emperor Tianqi's edict to Jingzhou, and the King of Chu has also agreed to come to Beijing to assist the government. If he thinks about it this way, doesn't he lose his value?
The King of Chu is by no means a fool. He must have imagined that there would be conflicts between him and the prince after Emperor Tianqi's fart. At that time, he, a guy who has old and grudges against him and is the sixth grader, will definitely be a huge obstacle.<
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Instead of waiting until later when you are in a high official position and it becomes difficult to deal with it, it is better to take action now and eliminate a hidden danger.
When the time comes, Emperor Tianqi will have to hold his nose and admit it, because Emperor Tianqi still has to wait for King Chu to reach a temporary reconciliation with him to ensure the smooth progress of the plan. The most important thing is that Chen Ping's current weight is still too light to affect the entire
The overall situation, so if you die, you will die.
It’s harmless!
"...Really?"
The King of Chu looked at Chen Ping up and down with playful eyes, like a hunter examining his prey. His eyes were direct, naked, and full of the arrogance of a high-ranking person.
Chen Ping nodded calmly. It would be wrong to say anything at this time. He had no right to choose at all. His destiny was entirely in the hands of the other party.
In the hall, the melodious sound just now disappeared, and now there was only deathly silence.
The originally relaxed and carefree atmosphere was annihilated by the solidified air. Staying here, Chen Ping felt like a helpless lamb surrounded by wolves.
And the leader of the pack of wolves, the Wolf King, is right in front of him!
"Hey! Why is Mr. Chen so nervous? I just asked you two questions!"
"You are right. The fame and wealth that the world loves are empty names that last for decades and disappear in an instant. How can Mr. Chen, a banished immortal, value it?"
After a long moment of silence, King Chu suddenly spoke. With two words, the extremely tense atmosphere was thawed, and the music in the hall began to sound again.
Being patted on the shoulder by King Chu, Chen Ping's throat twitched and he forced out a smile.
"Your Highness..."
As soon as Chen Ping finished speaking, the soothing atmosphere in the hall was broken by a burst of noise coming from outside.
Everyone followed the sound and looked around. As the proprietor, King Chu couldn't help but his face fell. He turned his head and looked at the eunuch waiting aside to signal.
Chen Ping thought this was just a small incident, but he didn't expect that the noise was getting louder and closer, and it was also mixed with the sounds of metal and metal interlacing and shouts of death.
Buzz!
At this time, the guests and officials present could not sit still. How could something like this happen in the palace of Prince Chu?
Could it be that an assassin has appeared? Or... imperial troops?!
The King of Chu looked at Chen Ping suddenly, his eyes full of sternness, but after seeing Chen Ping also looked confused, he temporarily suppressed his vigilance, raised his arm and ordered Chang Shi to lead the palace troops to check the situation.<
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Before he could finish the order, the door of the hall was smashed open, and two armored and sharp-armed palace sergeants were kicked and broke through the door. They were lying next to the dancer, struggling in pain.
Chen Ping's eyes widened and he couldn't figure out what happened.
Everyone looked at a figure walking towards the broken door, stood up and retreated in fear.