After Mu Linfeng secretly cursed himself for being a fool, he immediately thought of how Zhu Yuao wanted me to attack Li Zicheng when I had just elected Zhu Cilang as emperor. You can imagine how much she hates Li Zicheng.
When Mu Linfeng thought of this, his heart suddenly moved. If I captured Li Zicheng alive and sent him to Zhu Yurao to let her fall, then to her, I would be the benefactor who avenged her Zhu family... At that time...
When Mu Linfeng thought about this, he immediately burst into laughter and moved faster. Long Qingfeng saw that Mu Linfeng was not doing it with any intention, but now he laughed suddenly. Under the exertion, he was even more pleasurable.
Mu Linfeng said to Long Qingfeng at this time: "Fourth sister, if you let me capture Li Zicheng alive, what good will it do to you? You are not just doing it for your eldest and second brother, right? If you don't have any benefit at all, will you do this?"
While twisting her delicate body, Long Qingfeng gasped and said to Mu Linfeng: "Isn't the slave family doing this all for the sake of you, the master... The slave family has no requirements... nor does it seek to be able to be superior to the master... the slave family only hopes that the master will be better than the master..."
If you are tired of staying at home... you can find a slave... oh... um..."
Mu Linfeng knew that after Long Qingfeng married Wang Zhideng, her sexual desire had been suppressed. If she found a man, she would not let him go easily. This was not allowed in the first place. The wives at home were all conservative women, and even
Japanese women such as Tokugawa Ieko, Sakurai Rika and Aoi Sora who are relatively open-minded may not be able to meet the standards of Long Qingfeng. I would go to her once in a while and treat it as a change of taste.
But when Mu Linfeng thought that she had become Long Qingfeng's venting tool, she felt a little unhappy in her heart. He immediately turned Long Qingfeng over and let her lie on the table, and then kept beating Long Qingfeng's legs with both hands.
Every stroke of the buttocks was done with all the strength. After just a few strokes, the plump fat on Long Qingfeng’s buttocks was already blood red. Mu Linfeng felt that he had hit a bit hard, but Long Qingfeng seemed particularly excited. Mu Linfeng
There is no need to show mercy anymore.
At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed in Mu Linfeng's mind, and he immediately said to Long Qingfeng on his crotch: "This deal can be done, but the conditions must be determined by me..."
Hearing this, Long Qingfeng gasped and asked Mu Linfeng: "As long as the young master can agree to send troops, the slave family can negotiate for you on any terms... Young Master..."
Mu Linfeng said to Long Qingfeng at this time: "Sending troops is easy, but I not only need Li Zicheng, but also Zhang Xianzhong, Yang Laosan and..."
Mu Linfeng thought for a moment as he said this, and found that Gu Meisheng had not said her uncle's name before he said: "As well as Gu Meisheng's uncle, there are four of us. If one of them is missing, there is no need to discuss this deal... You go and talk to your eldest and second brother,
Even without this deal, I, Mu Linfeng, would still have to fight to Shaanxi sooner or later, and then I would still be able to capture Li Zicheng alive, and by then, I would not be capturing four people..."
Although Long Qingfeng couldn't control his emotions at this time, his expression still changed slightly. He groaned for a long time and then said: "The slave family can talk about this, but the slave family can't guarantee the specific agreement. Since I said this
It’s a transaction, so even if the young master can ask for a high price, the other side can naturally bargain on the ground... Well... Young Master... Do you think so..."
Mu Linfeng actually made this condition for this purpose. It is easy for the other three people to say that Yang Laosan believed that Long Qingfeng would never call out, and Mu Linfeng's main purpose was to get Li Zicheng and Gu Meisheng's uncle.
I originally wanted to add Dong Xiaowan.
But Mu Linfeng was also worried that if Long Qingfeng knew that he wanted Dong Xiaowan, he might humiliate her or deliberately keep her as a hostage. Wouldn't that harm Dong Xiaowan? What's more, Mu Linfeng didn't know whether Dong Xiaowan was in Shaanxi or not.
Mu Linfeng looked at Long Qingfeng under his crotch, and quickly asked tentatively: "Have you seen a woman named Dong in Shanxi?"
At this time, Long Qingfeng reached back and grabbed Mu Linfeng's arm tightly, moaning, gasping, moaning, and shaking her head.
Mu Linfeng thought to himself that it seemed that Ma Xianglan would have to ask these questions. Now he knew everything he should know from Long Qingfeng. He immediately speeded up and took a tea tray from the table beside him.
Beating Long Qingfeng on the buttocks...
People on the street saw Long Qingfeng's head sticking out of the window, with his face flushed and "screaming" incessantly. The man behind him was hitting the scholar hard with a tray...
Everyone secretly thought that if things continued like this, people would probably die... From time to time, a few people who liked official business immediately went to the Nanjing government office...
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At this time, the waiters at Qingfeng Tea House seemed to have noticed something was wrong. After all, this was a legitimate business place and they had never encountered anything like Fengyue Chang. What’s more, two men kept knocking on the door, saying
Still shouting: "Two gentlemen, if you don't open the door, the younger one will break into it..."
Mu Linfeng and Long Qingfeng felt an unprecedented excitement at this time. After all, these guys might rush in and ruin their good deeds. This is far more exciting than having an affair...
From time to time, Mu Linfeng groaned, having completely vented his emotions. He stretched out his hand over Long Qingfeng and kept stroking Long Qingfeng through her clothes. Long Qingfeng was also panting, closing her eyes and enjoying the beauty of the two of them.
The clothes were completely soaked, as if they had been poured into a pond.
Mu Linfeng stood up at this time, slapped Long Qingfeng's butt hard, put on his pants, and shouted at the door: "What is it called..."
Long Qingfeng also regained consciousness at this moment, stretched out his hand to pull up his pants, and then regained consciousness. As soon as he stood up straight, he heard a noise outside the door. From time to time, a group of government officials rushed in with the crowd. As soon as he entered the door,
He muttered: "Under the emperor's feet, is there anyone who dares to be so arrogant?"
After saying that, he saw clearly the scene in the wing room. Mu Linfeng was sitting by the side enjoying the tea, while Long Qingfeng was arranging his clothes in a disheveled manner. Both of them were covered in sweat and their faces were rosy. They had obviously just had a fight.
The foreman of the Yamen didn't seem to recognize Mu Linfeng. He immediately waved the whip in his hand and shouted at the two of them: "You two are fighting here? Don't you know that this territory is in charge of me?"
Mu Linfeng raised his head and glanced at the yamen servant. He saw that the yamen servant was full of fat. He was not a good person at first glance. He immediately sneered and said: "Master? What kind of master are you?"
When the man heard this, he shouted with a smile, "You don't even know who I am?" He pursed his lips and said coldly to one of his subordinates: "Tell him!"
The subordinate immediately took a step forward and said arrogantly: "This is Prince Wang Fuchun, the commander of the Nanjing government office, and the brother-in-law of the current Prince Mu Linfengmu... Now you know who this gentleman is.
Right?" His tone seemed to be as impressive as his own.
Mu Linfeng's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he thought to himself: "I have only one woman named Wang Xuyuan. Could it be that Wang Fuchun is the cousin of Wang Xuyuan and Wang Zhizhen?"
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