Zhang Jun also said that he is not easy to talk about the matter between himself and Zhang Bi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Moreover, Zhang Jun is old.

According to the historical trajectory, they are all dead, and they are still alive, so let this old minister spend his old age in peace, don't Sanniang repair a book, he will talk about Zhang Biao out of affection.

Zhang Bi will definitely not be good friends with him, so it will not be good if he provokes this uncle to appear again.

I can't guarantee that it will be the next Chen Kangbo.

Zhang Yousu hesitated, "Okay, then you should be cautious in the court, Zhang Bi is not a mediocre person like Liu Zicheng." ”

Li Fengwu had no choice but to smile.

I thought to myself, Sanniang also saw the wrong eye, the current situation, this Liu Zicheng talent, I am afraid that he is not under Zhang Bei, but he has never shown the mountain dew before.

Liu Zicheng, Yin Cai!

If he uses his talents to govern the country and assist the monarch, I am afraid that it is really what his father said in his poems, and he should be a character who is honest and upright.

And Li Fengwu had a very strange idea in his heart.

Maybe Liu Zicheng will become his lifelong enemy, but it's not certain.

Back to the West Courtyard.

Li Julu was pulled over by Li Bo, and Xu Meijiao stayed in the guest courtyard.

Originally, there were no maids in the west courtyard, but Yelu Maitreya and Zhu Zhao'er came back for a while and lived in a few maids, but tonight the little officials came back, and all these maids moved out of the west courtyard.

Who doesn't know about the Li Mansion today, petty officials like to be quiet, and it is enough for the people who serve him to have Zhang Yuer and Zhu Zhaoer.

Zhu Zhao'er hadn't slept yet, and the room was brightly lit.

Yelu Maitreya hadn't slept yet, and the room was brightly lit.

Li Fengwu is a little painful.

Nima, both rooms are lit up, which one are you going to?

No matter which one you go, I'm afraid the other won't be happy.

After thinking for a long time, I went to Zhu Zhao'er's room first, knocked on the door, and Zhu Zhao'er's voice came, "Who?" ”

Li Fengwu gently opened the door, and saw this girl sitting neatly dressed in front of the dresser, and when she saw herself coming in, she smiled lightly, "Are you done?" ”

Li Fengwu smiled and sat down next to her, "Looking forward to it?" ”

Zhu Zhao'er pursed her lips and said weakly: "No." ”

Li Fengwu laughed and coughed, "What, I'll stay with you tonight." ”

Zhu Zhao'er suddenly panicked a little and pursed her lips, "Yu Li is not compatible." ”

Li Fengwu thought about it, it seems that the two of them are just in private Wushan Yunyu, at least there is no relationship on the surface: now Zhu Zhao'er is free, not even a maid, and now he rolls the sheets with himself every day, and if he spreads it, he is afraid that he will be gossiped about.

I had to sigh helplessly, "Then we have to wait for more than half a year." ”

May light ink and flute.

I won't be crowned until the end of the year, which means that I won't get married until the end of the year.

If Zhu Zhao'er doesn't want to be a concubine, she has to wait for herself to marry Wen Qianmo and Wen Shuzhen before she can have a reputation - a flat wife can't always run to the front of the main room.

This is the imprisonment of feudal etiquette.

So Li Fengwu likes Da Song, but he really doesn't like this - how much love at first sight does your sister fall in love with and then roll out of bed for a single night|Love is that the erotic encounters are gone!

Zhu Zhao'er smiled skillfully, because she already had the joy of clouds and rain, she didn't have so much to hide for Li Fengwu.

Although he covered his mouth, he also saw snow-white teeth.

It's wonderful.

made Li Fengwu think of some things, the most pure thing was the first time he saw it.

The first time I saw Zhu Zhao'er on the Qinhuai River, it would be a lie to say that I had no ideas.

is in the painting boat, but she looks like the little girl next door.

Who doesn't love such a woman?

So his feelings were moved, and he stretched out his hand to hold the bee's waist, but Zhu Zhao'er retreated, and said very seriously and persistently: "Gentleman, you are not allowed to do this!" ”

Li Fengwu laughed and resolved the embarrassment, "What, then you rest." ”

Zhu Zhao'er sighed and lowered her head.

Li Fengwu got up helplessly, "I'll go to Maitreya, and you can rest alive." ”

Get up and go out.

I didn't see the disappointment and melancholy in Zhu Zhao'er's lowered eyes.

Jerod Maitreya did not lock the door.

When Li Fengwu entered the door, she was bolting the door bolt, and when she saw the official coming in, she was very surprised, "The official didn't rest at Sister Zhao'er?" ”

Of course, Li Fengwu was embarrassed to say that he had eaten the closed door, and smiled, "Calling the child is still young, there is a chance, but my Maitreya is ripe, and let the officials pick the fruit tonight." ”

Yelu Maitreya was inexplicably surprised, the loss and melancholy in his eyes were swept away, and he gently and thoughtfully untied Li Fengwu's coat and put it at the head of the bed, "I'll go pour some hot water for the officials to wash." ”

Li Fengwu snorted.

After washing, it is natural to kill the pig behind closed doors.

Before going to Dali, Li Fengwu almost didn't touch women on the way, even if there were all kinds of Oiran in the Qinglou where the path was, Li Fengwu was never tempted.

When he arrived in Dali, Duan Zhengxing rewarded three women, although they were middle-class, how could they compare to Yelu Maitreya, a practical weapon.

Besides, there is no emotion at all***, which is just a moment of physical pleasure.

What is the difference between perfunctory moaning and big health care?

It was to return to Lin'an, on the flower boat, Li Fengwu comfortably enjoyed the beauty of Xia Nuanyun - there was also a trace of emotion in it, at least the waist was broken, which made people have a sense of conquest - at least Xia Nuanyun's moaning was a joy from the heart.

And not a perfunctory flattering false high tide.

But Xia Nuanyun is willow branch style, and Yelu Maitreya is a charming white tiger.

Especially the **** who is easy to raise, once you use the puppy style, its enchanting place is enough to make people forget anything, coupled with the cry of Yelu Maitreya who kills pigs at every turn, it is definitely a practical weapon that men dream of.

So Li Fengwu worked hard.

It's just that after the ecstasy, he had a detailed discussion with Yelu Maitreya, Li Fengwu couldn't hide it anymore, and when he told Zhu Zhao'er's condition, Yelu Maitreya covered his mouth and smiled, "Sister Zhao'er is reserved." ”

Li Fengwu suddenly panicked, "What does it mean......"

Yelu Maitreya's jade hand flicked down somewhere, "The official is okay, right?" ”

Li Fengwu smiled, "How can a man say no, it's okay to score seven degrees, or you can use your mouth?" See if the official's spear is still strong! ”

Yelu Maitreya wriggled in Li Fengwu's arms, "Spare the slave family, tomorrow several masters and wives will definitely reprimand the slave family, if the official is not sleepy, you can go to the room of the younger sister, she ...... She...... There's no sound. ”

The officials are tired from the journey, and as soon as they come back, they will overindulge in themselves, and they will have their own uncontrollable voices, not to mention the West Courtyard, the East Courtyard can also be faintly heard, and the housewives will definitely have opinions.

But Sister Zhao'er is different, she is extremely gentle and quiet.

Moreover, Jelu Maitreya also had selfish intentions.

The selfishness of the concubine.

He is twenty-eight years old, the chief is nine years old, sooner or later one day will be old and decrepit, after the last miscarriage, I feel that my skin is sagging, if I am pregnant next time I give birth to a child, I am afraid that I will become a yellow-faced woman.

This was the horror in Yelu Maitreya's heart, and he was afraid that when that day came, the officials would no longer like him. (To be continued.) )