Duan Xiurong sighed softly and stroked the white fur of the Zhaoye Lion Horse: "I have never been able to control this horse well, and even my humble husband can't tame it. Maybe only the King of Heaven can control it. This time
When I enter the palace, I also want to ask the King of Heaven for advice on how to control a horse."
Fu Jian's eyes sparkled with excitement and he said repeatedly: "Okay, no problem, Gu will show you right now. Madam Zhang, you go back to the palace first, and after Gu has taught Madam Murong, she will be sent to you."
General Zhang, go say hello to General Murong and tell him that Madam Murong is exchanging female workers with Madam Zhang these days and not go back home yet."
Zhang Hao's lips curled up and he made a military salute: "No!" And he and Mrs. Zhang soon disappeared around the corner of the palace gate.
There were only a few chamberlain guards left in the palace, and the sky above the square was empty. Fu Jian walked towards Zhaoye Shishima and said with a smile: "Come on, help Madam Gu help her to get on the horse!"
Duan Xiurong smiled sweetly and was full of charm. She put her bare hand on Fu Jian's arm. A burst of fragrance came over her. The lady's body swayed and she got on the horse. Her skirt was raised. Fu Jian only felt that his eyes were filled with flowers.
There was a little red among the purple bushes, and he suddenly realized that Duan Xiurong was not wearing any obscene pants!
Two days later, Wang Meng's Mansion.
In the secret room of the side courtyard, three people sat opposite each other, all frowning. In addition to Wang Meng and Fu Rong, there was also a white-faced scribe in his forties, Hanfu Lunjin, who was the secretary at the time.
Jin Jian, Zhao Zheng, a Lueyang native known for his quick writing and thinking.
Zhao Zheng sighed softly: "The King of Heaven really went too far this time. He kept Murong Chui's wife in the harem like this. Not only that, he also traveled in the same chariot every day, just like a concubine. This matter
It is already known to everyone in the harem, and I am afraid Murong Chui will soon know that humiliating his wife has been a sign of disaster since ancient times, so Duke Lu must speak out and remonstrate."
Wang Meng sighed: "Secretary Zhao really thinks Murong Chui will be angry?"
Zhao Zheng's expression changed, and he suddenly understood: "Did Lu Gong mean that?"
Fu Rong nodded: "What Mr. Lu means is that Murong Chui took the initiative to sacrifice his wife to protect himself. Everyone in the world knows about the beauty of the little Duan family, even the king has been interested in it for a long time. The Murong family is ambitious, but both men and women in the family
He can be called a stunningly beautiful woman. Lu Gong finally let the king of heaven chase Murong out of the palace, and Murong Chui immediately let his wife enter the palace. Isn't this a clear intention to offer his wife for favor?"
Zhao Zheng nodded: "So that's it. The knowledgeable people in the DPRK know that these Xianbei Murong clan and Qiang Yao clan are major hidden dangers to the country and must be eradicated, but they use such despicable means to protect themselves.
, Alas, it seems they have taken advantage of the King’s lustful weakness!”
Wang Meng's expression became more serious: "If a man can even abandon his wife, then he must be interested in the whole world. This incident has further strengthened my judgment that Murong Chui must not stay. I was hesitant before.
If we get rid of him directly, all the scholars in the world will be forced to join the path of the King of Heaven, but now it seems that even if we take this risk, we must definitely get rid of this thief!"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Zheng: "Secretary Zhao, you have the talent to write songs and give advice. This time, I need your help!"
Two hours later, Chang'an, Ziwei Palace, Fu Jian's palace.
Fu Jian was sweating profusely and got up from Duan Xiurong's body, with an extremely happy expression on his face: "Comfortable, so comfortable! I haven't felt so comfortable for a long time!"
Duan Xiurong's beautiful body was in a state of disarray, but she didn't care. Two blushes flew across her face, and her charming eyes were full of charm: "Heavenly King, can I satisfy you, my concubine?"
Fu Jian laughed loudly: "Satisfied, extremely satisfied. Ever since Gu came to the throne, he has never enjoyed such bliss on earth. No wonder Murong Chui took you with him when he fled from the Yan Kingdom."
Duan Xiurong's face changed slightly, and she suddenly started crying: "Concubine, I am a married woman after all. I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the King of Heaven for a long time."
Fu Jian's brows also wrinkled. He had indulged himself in these past few days and didn't think much about it, but this sentence reminded him that after all, this was the wife of Murong Chui's Ming matchmaker. He openly kept her in the harem and the news spread.
Is it really okay for a master to seize his wife?
Thinking of this, Fu Jian sighed: "Madam is right, this time you and I couldn't control ourselves and caused a big disaster. Murong Chui is an important minister of the country, so I can't harm him. Let's do this, I will send you out of the palace tomorrow
Go, it’s better for you and me not to see each other again in the future?!”
Duan Xiurong suddenly burst into tears: "King of Heaven, do you dislike me and don't want me to be my concubine?"
Fu Jian's heart was broken all of a sudden, and he held Duan Xiurong tightly in his arms, caressing her jade-like back: "My dear, how can I let you go? It's just that I am the king of a country after all, so I can't
Do this kind of thing."
Duan Xiurong was speechless for a long time, and then she said softly: "My damn husband is a pure warrior who doesn't understand the style. How can the king of heaven be so considerate? I am not a flirtatious person either. It's just that Murong Chui is busy with family and state affairs every day, and is often very timid.
If I can’t see anyone for half a month, what’s the point of being a widow like this every day?”
At this point, she raised her head, with water in her eyes: "I didn't know what the happiness of life was until I met the King of Heaven. I have only served the King of Heaven for these two days, and I have no regrets about letting me die now.
I just regret that God won’t open his eyes and won’t let us stay together for a long time!”
Fu Jian murmured thoughtfully: "If Madam is interested in Gu, Gu can find a way to let General Murong lead the troops outside, so that we can see each other often!"
Duan Xiurong smiled slightly and buried her head deeply into Fu Jian's hairy chest: "What the dead ghost in my family is most afraid of is leading the army on an expedition. He said that Wang Lugong wanted to harm him because he wanted to kill him with the sword of Jin State.
This time Murong Chong was kicked out of the palace because of Wang Lugong's words. He said that Wang Lugong would deal with him next, so he was so anxious that he couldn't even take care of me as his wife.
In the capital."
Fu Jian laughed: "Although Wang Lugong is the pillar of the country, he is indeed a little too petty in this matter. General Murong is still very loyal to Gu, and I know this. Gu has an affair with you this time, and I feel sorry for him.
How can we harm him again? Don't worry, I won't let him lead the army in the war, but I can let him go to work as an inspection censor or a state and county official. If you stay in the capital, we won't
Can we see each other more often?"
Duan Xiurong was overjoyed. She rolled out of bed and kowtowed on the ground naked: "I thank the King of Heaven for your kindness!"
Fu Jian was elated and was about to stand up to help the beauty when he suddenly heard footsteps outside, and Zhang Hao's high-pitched voice echoed in the corridor: "An assassin has entered the palace, protect the king!"