Chapter 239: On the Importance of Controlling Women under the System of Three Wives and Four Concubines

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There is never a shortage of beautiful women around officials, although she is the first beauty of Dajin, but that is the past, and now she is twenty-eight years old, how can she compare to the young and delicate girl paper.

However, Zhao'er is just a woman next to the official.

Not to mention that Wen Qianmo, who is now a disaster for the country, is the eldest lady of the Wen family who is not as good as herself, but her figure is especially above herself, once she gets married, she doesn't say that she doesn't lose her wide hips that are easy to give birth to at a glance, just the **** that looks at the crowd can make officials not think about things every night.

The charm of the eldest lady of the Wen family is enough to bury the heroes of the world.

Officials are not heroes......

In addition to the eldest lady of the Wen family, there is also a summer warmth on the West Lake flower boat.

Although she was not from a good background, her strengths were in her crumbling waist and small stature.

The advantages of himself and the eldest lady of the Wen family are slightly repeated.

If the official is obsessed with the eldest lady of the Wen family, he will naturally get tired of himself, even if he likes fresh, he will probably appreciate Xia Nuanyun's style of folding willows more.

Besides, there is still Wei Wei, the daughter of the Wei family.

Wei Wei's beauty, in his own opinion, is not much inferior to Wen Qianmo, especially the pair of pale blue lake-like eyes, the tenderness described is definitely a stunner in the world.

I always feel that those eyes are water, two pools of talking water.

With so many beautiful women around the officials, can Yelu Maitreya not worry in his heart?

So she knows that she should manage her love and family well.

Now only he has an identity, it is true that this can allow officials to only go to Wushan rain with themselves before the crown, but what about after getting tired of it?

So Jeruh Maitreya had selfish intentions.

From the official envoy to Dali, he and Zhu Zhao'er returned to Jiankang, Yelu Maitreya began to please Zhu Zhao'er in various details, of course, he did not forget to please the Wen family's young lady.

I only hope that they can remember one or two of their benefits, and after they are snubbed by officials in the future, they will say a thing or two for themselves.

Where did Li Fengwu know Yelu Maitreya's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Why doesn't Zhao'er have a voice, it's just not as arrogant as you, people who don't know the truth really think that my family is demolishing the house every night." ”

Yelu Maitreya endured the reluctance in his heart, "The official can go now, it's shy to call my sister." ”

Li Fengwu was stunned, "You're not angry?" ”

Yelu Maitreya smiled, softly, but the smile in the dark was a little sour, "The slave family doesn't dare, and I don't want to be angry, as long as the officials are well, they can think about the slave family in their hearts, and the slave family, as a member of the Li Mansion, will be satisfied." ”

Li Fengwu sighed in his heart when he heard this, he couldn't guess Yelu Maitreya's mind at this point, and he was too not a man.

He smiled bitterly: "The official is a merciless person? ”

Yelu Maitreya shook his head and stroked Li Fengwu's chest, "Of course the official is not. ”

He also said: "Emperors pay attention to the rain and dew, and Maitreya doesn't want to make Sister Zhao'er resentful." "How can I monopolize the officials.

Li Fengwu was silent for a long time before he said, "Then I'm over?" ”

"Go ahead, official, Sister Zhao'er must be very happy."

Li Fengwu sighed, stroked Yelu Maitreya's hair, to his chest, then slid down to his lower abdomen, and finally landed on his plump thighs, rubbing it for a while, before he said softly in her ear: "Maitreya, you don't have to worry about that day, you are old, and you are also the first beauty of Dajin in my heart, and you are also my lover." ”

Yelu Maitreya had tears in his eyes, but he was just a kitten curled up in Li Fengwu's arms, nostalgic for this moment of warmth.

Li Fengwu got up, "Then I'll go." ”

In order to reassure this girl, Li Fengwu had no choice but to go.

Not only did he have to go, but he also had to tell Zhu Zhao'er and tell her what Yelu Maitreya was worried about.

So, man, it's not easy to have three wives and four concubines.

Three wives and four concubines, rolling the sheets is really cool, but how to balance many ladies and concubines after rolling the sheets is a profound knowledge, and he is also a man, not a god in the final analysis.

Even the emperor has been cuckolded, and of course he has to beware of this.

You can't feed a few rouge horses at home, but plant a grassland overhead......

Squeak......

Li Fengwu went out.

Yelu Maitreya in the nest stroked the residual temperature around him and smiled, but his eyes were still very worried...... Officials, slaves are willing to do anything in order to stay by their side.

Coming out of Yelu Maitreya's room, Li Fengwu thought for a while, and secretly thought in his heart, not only did he have to tell Zhu Zhao'er about this matter, but he also had to find an opportunity to talk to Wen Qianmo and Wen Shuzhen.

Give them a chance to make a statement to Yelu Maitreya and dispel the worries in her heart.

After all, Yelu Maitreya was the oldest, nine years older than himself, how could he not have the fear of being divorced.

Well, she is the identity of a concubine.

I'm afraid that what I'm worried about is not being dismissed, but being given away by myself.

Silly girl.

When I came to Zhu Zhao'er's door, the door was naturally locked.

But who is Li Fengwu?

This is another ancient recipe, the window lattices and the like are all wooden, for his own house, how could the wealthy Young Eunuch Li care, moved a stool in the yard at will, smashed the window lattice, and quickly drilled into the room.

At that moment, Li Fengwu's heart was very excited.

Your sister, this is a bit of a stealing pleasure!

In other words, it is illegal to steal people in the Great Song Dynasty...... It's exciting, but you can only think about it.

The temptation of a wife, but unfortunately there is no way to taste it.

Zhu Zhao'er hasn't slept yet.

It's a strange thing to be able to sleep, and it is not easy for Zhu Zhao'er to return from Lin'an to build a healthy life, and Zhu Zhao'er, who has the deepest level of physical communication with Xuan, although out of courtesy, does not want Li Fengwu to stay in his boudoir.

But deep down, I still want to be one with the gentleman and go to the beauty of the world.

Zhu Zhao'er, who was already accustomed to the sound of Yelu Maitreya killing pigs and demolishing the house, listened to the voice, and listened to it all over the body, not to speak, and there was a faint jealousy in his heart.

And jealousy is a hotbed of hatred.

If it goes on like this, it may not be long before Zhu Zhao'er will have a grudge against Yelu Maitreya's competition for favor.

After all, no matter how much a woman is a woman in feudal society, she is a woman after all.

Is there a woman who is not jealous?

This is a woman's nature that cannot be eliminated for thousands of years.

It can even be said that today's little girl of the Wen family is afraid that she is also jealous of Yelu Maitreya - the eldest lady of the Wen family will not, after all, her experience is more special.

Zhu Zhao'er rolled and couldn't sleep, even if Yelu Maitreya's room had long been quiet, she couldn't sleep.

At the moment when the jealousy sprouted faintly, there was also some resentment.

People say that if you don't conform to the etiquette system, you will leave, and you don't understand people's hearts at all!

People are reserved.

It's not in line with the etiquette system, and it was not in line with the etiquette system in Lin'an at the beginning, so why do you have to climb on the bed of the slave family, in the final analysis, I still prefer the ****** of Yelu Maitreya.

Well, it's ******.

Hum! (To be continued.) )