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"Python Blood Servant"

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More than 100 years ago, only because the ancestors of the Hu family had killed a red cockroach listening to the sound of the Buddha in front of the West Lake and Lingyin Temple, the debt was born.

Hu Lingfeng, a lonely boy, is a child with a stubborn personality who will never admit defeat. The appearance of the 'Serpentine Blood Seal' completely subverted his life path. In the face of the unknown, powerful and weird, and the red cockroach that he could not resist by his own strength, Hu Lingfeng did not give in, and he would not accept his fate.

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Mrs. Wang greeted her, threw away the plum petals, lifted her skirt, bowed and congratulated, and said, "Congratulations to Your Highness, congratulations to Your Highness." ”

Deng She stretched out his hand to help her up, and said with a smile: "My own family, do you still need such politeness?" Mrs. Wang was full of joy and said with a smile: "When His Royal Highness sent Ah Zhi out of the city and to Jinan for assistance, he once said to him, 'The family is a father and son, and the son is a monarch and a minister'. Isn't that what the concubines and Your Highness are all about? In the boudoir, it is for husband and wife. Outside the boudoir, it is the main minister.

"The concubine is not a slave husband, but a lord of Haidong. Chahan is very famous, and he brought tens of millions of people, and drove straight into my Yidu. At that time also, the north and south were alarmed. The heroes of the world don't think that the benefits are in danger. The lord is in danger, strategizing, dispatching troops, and if God helps. It was only two months before he was beaten and he had to flee westward.

"The prestige of the lord must have already resounded in the north and south of the river with the withdrawal of Chahan. Jun has such a prestige, and the concubine is in the posture of Pu Liu, and she will not give up, and she can actually accompany the pillow seat, which is really very honorable. And the people of Haidong can live and work in peace and contentment again, and do not have to suffer from displacement. Thinking of this, the joy in the hearts of the slaves cannot be expressed in words. Therefore, the concubines congratulate Your Highness, congratulate Your Highness. ”

What he said is reasonable.

Deng She laughed and said, "Ah Shui, but I don't know, you are also so sharp-toothed." He stretched out his finger and tapped on Mrs. Wang's nose. Mrs. Wang smiled coquettishly and said, "The exquisite heart is opened because of you. After hearing the news of Chahan's defeat, the concubines were really happy for His Highness. The so-called 'deep and heartfelt'. How can these words be sharp-tongued? It's really for the slave family. ”

Vulgar cloud: Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog. Although Mrs. Wang's words were indeed carefully prepared, her cheers were indeed true. There is a saying: "The husband and the wife are honored". Through this battle, Dunshe not only repelled a strong enemy, but also became famous for it in the foreseeable future. Even Mrs. Wang's status will definitely rise.

How could she not rejoice?

Before Deng She returned home, Mrs. Wang was still thinking a lot in the room. inevitably, Wang Shicheng will definitely come to mind. If you compare Wang Shicheng with Deng She, it is simply a difference. It further proves that she made the right choice. Let me ask, if Wang Shicheng is still in Yidu and Chahan is coming, can he stop it? From the perspective of Mrs. Wang's daughters, it is also suspenseful.

Don't say that "a rising tide of status lifts all boats". I'm afraid that if this is the case, once Wang Shicheng is defeated, it will be difficult for her to even beg to be a private wife! In contrast, I can't help but call "lucky". How could she not rejoice! Deng She laughed with her for a while, and when someone came, dinner was ready.

The two of them entered the hall and did not mention the food and drink.

Dinner. Deng She looked outside the hall and saw the gloomy sky for days, and the clouds dispersed for a while. There are three or two old trees in the courtyard, with branches and branches, holding out a cold moon, hanging in the blue night sky. From a distance, it looks like glass glass. Deng She rarely has a time to relax these days, at this time, because of the clear moonlight, the pavilions near and far are like a light veil, the scenery is very gratifying, the view is lovely, I can't help but move You Xing, said with a smile: "Lady, what Mr. Hong said before is right, I have been busy with military aircraft recently, and I have not spoken to you well for many days. It's rare to have a sunny day, and the moon is bright tonight, do you have any intention of taking a candle night tour? ”

Of course Mrs. Wang does.

At that moment, out of the hall. Deng She instructed his subordinates to stay away from it and not to follow. The two held candles hand in hand, carried lanterns, stepped on the moonlight, smelled the fragrance of plums in the courtyard, and walked slowly for a while. Unknowingly in the backyard. There are special gardens in the backyard, rockery bamboo forest, plum garden pool, and the scenery is even more beautiful.

Mrs. Wang was dressed thinly, not tolerant of the cold, and shivered. Deng She took off the big hat, put it on for her, and said, "The night is cold. If the lady is cold, why don't we go back to the room? ”

Because of Deng She's orders, there was no one around the garden, and it was quiet. Traveling on a moonlit night, the two of them walk together and hold candles hand in hand, which is a rare opportunity to enhance their relationship. Where would Mrs. Wang be willing to let it go gently? She said: "The slave family is not afraid of the cold. It's just that His Royal Highness has not healed from the cold, so let's go back to the room. ”

Deng She heard the meaning of attachment and refusal to leave in her words, smiled, turned his head, and looked at her.

I saw that she turned her eyes like waves, graceful like a willow waist, wearing only a light purple long skirt with a narrow waist and slim body, and the red big puff dragged on the ground, which set off the swaying lotus steps more and more. The sleeves of the long skirt were very long, revealing half of the green pointed fingers, probably feeling Deng She's gaze, and Mrs. Wang hooked her head shyly and coldly. It's so impressive. It can really be said that "the fog is the sleeve and the jade is the crown, half like a shame and half a cold".

Deng She lifted her chin and said with a smile: "'Looking at the beauty under the moon is more and more colorful. This sentence of the ancients is not to be deceived by me. ”

They were walking under a few plum trees. Listen to the murmuring of the water from afar, and hear the plum Tufen closely, for a while, the moon helps the plum fragrance, and the plum adds beauty. Deng She was in the middle of it, and he felt like he was in a painting. Mrs. Wang didn't know whether it was cold or ashamed, her cheeks were red, she didn't dare to look at Deng She, turned her head, and said, "Husband! "It's like a coquettish one.

The most is the style of bowing his head, like the shyness of the water lotus flower. Following Mrs. Wang's clothes, Deng She seemed to see the two balls of snow on her chest in a blink of an eye, and suddenly her heart was narrow, still holding her chin with one hand, and lifting the lantern with the other hand to reflect it.

Mrs. Wang's complexion is not fair, a little dark, but at this moment she is in the dissolving moonlight, which is very different, and when it is reflected by the red candlelight, it is even more slippery and lovely. Deng She's index finger moved, and he smiled: "It's really beautiful and delicious." He leaned into his placket and touched his soft hand.

Now he gradually claims to be a talented man in civil and military affairs, and he inevitably touches the scene, searches his intestines and scrapes his stomach, remembers two lines of poetry, and chants: "The snow lamp on his chest shines on him, and the bottom of his eyes and his eyes ,......。 The second half of the sentence is "the peach blossom wine under the eyes is half awake", which is not very opposite to the scene in front of you. Mrs. Wang continued: "The plum fragrance under the eyes is about love. Comparing herself with Mei Xiang, she implicitly expressed her deep affection for Deng She. If you combine the first half of the sentence, it will be a little more jade, and the meaning of letting you pick it up.

To say that in Deng She's backyard, there are really many concubines with outstanding appearances, but there is no one who can be similar to Mrs. Wang, smart and clever. At most, the princesses of Goryeo are slightly comparable. But the appearance of those princesses is not as good as that of the king's wife.

Earlier, Deng She was a little unaccustomed to Mrs. Wang's temperament. But who knows, since she became Deng She, perhaps because she regarded Deng She as a husband she relied on, and was no longer an outsider who could be a powerful person, the selfish and cautious temper she had in the past was all reined in, and she never showed it again. Embroidered building for joy, charming. In and out of the kitchen, plain hands spoon. Go out to meet guests, and be generous. It turned out to be like "out of the hall, under the kitchen, on the embroidery room".

In the end, sleeping in the same bed, day and night, Deng She's perception of her has changed a little.

In fact, in troubled times, human life is like ants. Even a man, a big husband, when he encounters danger, he is afraid that he will inevitably be desperate, just to survive, not to mention Mrs. Wang, a weak woman? In addition, he has been pampered since he was a child. Thinking about it this way, although she had all kinds of selfishness and disregard for others after the defeat of Fengzhou, it seems that it is understandable and forgivable.

After receiving Mrs. Wang's words, Deng She laughed heartily and said, "Ah Shui's talent is really like my family's Xie Daoyun." But I don't know what the lady said, 'the love under the eyes', what kind of love is closed? ”

"Naturally, it is the love and affection of His Highness."

"When I was a child, I read books, but I once remembered that Wen Bacha had a poem "Bodhisattva Man", and there was a saying in the middle: 'Spring dreams are about love'. The lady's eyes are affectionate, but is it also the reason for the spring dream? "The confrontation with Chahan, so that Deng She exhausted his heart, now the smoke of the war, once the clouds are scattered, it is rare to be idle, take advantage of the night of the moon, take the hand of the beauty, enjoy the garden, talk and laugh, and play with words. For a person like Dun She, who has a lofty heart, it is a graceful affair to relax and relax.

Dunshe's hand with a lantern, not covered by a sleeve, was always exposed in the wind. Madame Wang was reluctant, took the lantern, stuck it on the plum tree, then picked it up, shook it, and asked, "Is it cold?" Deng She smiled: "If you can get a soft fragrance again, even if it is colder, it will not hurt." ”

Mrs. Wang looked left and right, and there was no one else except him. Her eyes rolled horizontally, she opened the placket, revealing half of her breasts, and whispered: "The slave family even belongs to the prince. As long as His Royal Highness doesn't get tired of it, don't say a soft incense, even if you want to do more embarrassing things, it's also casual. Just ask Your Highness to be pleased. ”

The cold wind blew, and she shivered from the cold, and a layer of cold shivered on the exposed snow skin, and the two lumps of meat on her chest, like freshly peeled chicken head meat, although not very big, were firm, and the two bright red cherries on the top trembled slightly, shaking slightly. Deng She's heart moved, stretched out his hand in, and played with it carefully, feeling soft and smooth, as if it was stuffed with crispy condensation. Under the reflection of the moonlight, there is a sparse plum shadow slanting across it, adding three points of interest.

Mrs. Wang is half-breasted, and Deng She plays beautifully under the moon. The wind is cold, but it only grows more*. After playing for a long time, Deng She asked, "You just said that your body is mine, do you know what I like about you?" ”

Mrs. Wang hadn't slept with Deng She for many days, she couldn't stand his teasing, her love came up, her eyes were watery, and she could drip water, and said in a greasy voice: "The slave family doesn't know." Deng She smiled: "I like your two lumps of meat the most, as well as your hands." Mrs. Wang's hand was very beautiful, her fingers were green, she took it up, put it under her breast, held it up, and asked, "Is it beautiful?" Deng She smiled: "* Onion finger, wonderful." Mrs. Wang grabbed Deng She, pinched her breasts hard, begged each other, and said, "Your Highness, shall we go back to the room?" ”

Deng She refused, and said: "How can the beautiful scenery of a good day be wasted? Come to the plum side first, and taste the flute under the moon. How is it? ”

Mrs. Wang did not allow it, half-concealed her skirt, bent down her figure, did not care about the fallen leaves and dirt on the ground, just knelt in front of Deng She's legs, as if taking some treasure, carefully took out his things, two inches of horizontal waves back to the slow water, a pair of slender hands to pluck the strings, swallowed in the mouth, tasteful, licking the taste, in and out at the same time, did not forget to raise his face, to Deng She bloomed a flattering smile.

Deng She suddenly remembered something and said: "Your brother continued to follow his ancestors, and in a battle in Laizhou, he was ambushed by Guan Bao because of the rash advance of the enemy. In the midst of the Fallen Rebellion. You already know about it. I've been wondering for the past two days, should I give your brother a name? Do you want to ask the court to posthumously seal him? ”

Mrs. Wang's mouth was beaten.

The death of her step-ancestor made her more and more isolated and helpless in Yidu. After hearing the news, a person used to cry several times. At this time, when she saw Deng She talking, she didn't dare to have a look of sorrow on her face, and after losing her mind for a short time, she still forced her smile and continued to devour hard, while muttering: "All ,......, woo, it is all up to His Highness to decide." ”

"It's fine."

Somehow, from the succession of the ancestors, Deng She suddenly thought of Wang Shicheng, and then from Wang Shicheng to Li Dunru, and then from Li Dunru to Li Aguan. From Li Aguan again, I remembered the scenes with her when I was in Haidong. I haven't seen each other for more than two months, but I miss it a little. Thinking of Li Aguan in his mind and feeling Mrs. Wang under him, Deng She became more and more emotional. Madam Wang clearly sensed his change, sped up her movements, and asked, "Your Highness, Shu ,......, woo, is it comfortable?" ”

Deng She laughed, taught her to let go, straightened her clothes slightly, picked her up horizontally, and said, "It's getting better." It's just a little bad that I can't taste your goodness. Let's go, leave some aftertaste, and go back to the room first. The lantern was gone, and he hugged Mrs. Wang and went to the bedroom.

Mrs. Wang was sensitive, guessed that he was so decent, and suddenly wanted to go back to the room, she must have remembered something, and asked, "Your Highness, but don't you think the slave family is not good enough?" Deng She shook his head and said with a smile: "Definitely." ”

Mrs. Wang's guess was right, he really thought of Luo Guannu, Li Jixiu and other women because of Li Aguan. Because of Luo Guannu, Li Jixiu and other women, I remembered Hong Jixun. Why did you think of Hong Jixun? But it is also because since he was named the queen of Yan by King Xiaoming, Hong Jixun and Yao Haogu have had many admonitions before and after, using "Qiankun" as a comparison, and persuaded him to establish a princess as soon as possible.

Hong Jixun's opinion: Since Haidong is based on Liaodong and Goryeo, the princess should choose from the nobles of Goryeo or the famous families of Liaodong. For example, those princesses in Goryeo, or Luo Guannu can also do it. Deng She was reluctant to choose the princesses of Goryeo, believing that they were not part of his own family. Hong Jixun retreated to the second best place and supported Luo Guannu instead. Although the surname Luo is not prominent in Goryeo, after all, Luo Lilang is also somewhat famous in the Shuangcheng area, and he is also a minister, if he is elected as the princess, he can also use this to show Haidong that he will not forget the suffering.

Dunshe was noncommittal.

Yao Haogu's opinion is completely different from Hong Jixun's. He thought: Although Haidong is based on Liaodong and Goryeo, the main body is the Han people. And Fang Jinyuan lost his deer, and the heroes chased him, people with insight and ambition should not be confined to a remote place, and should look at the world. Therefore, it is best not to pick out the candidates for the princess from Liaodong and Goryeo, and the best strategy is to choose a marriage between the princes of the Qin and Jin dynasties, which can help. Even if it is not good, it should also be selected from the powerful gentry of the Central Plains, so as to win the hearts of the people.

Earlier, before Deng She's entry into Yidu and preparing to start a war with Wang Shicheng, in order not to hurt the families of the ministers, he sent Yang Wanhu, Guo Conglong and other relatives to Haidong successively. Among them is Yan Shurong.

After Yao Haogu found out, he even wrote a letter to Deng She for this purpose, and proposed it as a candidate. I think it's appropriate. The descendants of Yasheng, especially when they expelled the Tartars and restored China, were of great political significance. When the war was in turmoil, Yao Haogu also took this as an important matter, far away from the mountains and rivers, solemnly wrote a letterhead, and submitted it to Deng She for viewing. It can also be seen from this that the Haidong ministers attach great importance to the matter of opposing the princess.

Yao Haogu and Hong Jixun, two opposing opinions, each has a lot of support. Fang Buzhen, Wang Zongzhe, etc., these people support Yao Haogu. Ha Kwang-so, Park Xian-chung, etc., these people support Hong Ji-hoon. Because seeing that these two opinions are deadlocked, Deng She's proposal to Yao Haogu is still the same noncommittal.

Just when he went out of the city to watch the Chahan camp this afternoon, Hong Jixun also talked about this matter again. Deng She casually asked Ji Zongzhou and Zhang Yu about their opinions, Ji Zongzhou was speechless, but Zhang Yu dared to speak boldly, saying that Yao Haogu's proposal seemed to be preferable. made Hong Jixun's face unhappy.

In fact, Dunshe knew their minds very well and well. Hong Jixun is a native of Shuangcheng, and his wing forces in Haidong are mostly Goryeo and Liaodong. Choosing a princess is not an ordinary thing. Qiankun, Qiankun. The status of the princess is comparable to that of "Kun". If a Goryeo or Liaodong person is the princess, Hong Jixun's position can be imagined, and it will definitely be more stable.

And Yao Haogu is not from Liaodong, he came to Liaodong with the Red Turban Northern Expedition. Of course, he didn't want to have a Haidong or Liaodong person to be the princess.

Ji Zongzhou and Zhang Yu's intentions are also the same as Yao Haogu. Yao Haogu elected Yan Shurong, who is a native of Shandong. Yan Zhixi has been in contact with Deng She for about the same time, and they are in Yidu, so they usually know each other for a long time, so they are naturally closer. Therefore, of course, they support Yao Haogu's opinion. On the other hand, this is also Yao Haogu's cleverness, before he arrived, he first got the favor of the officials of Ji Zongzhou and Zhang Yu Zhuyidu's faction.

However, although they argued fiercely, although Deng She had not made a decision all along, in fact, Deng She had a plan in his chest. I'm just waiting for the right opportunity.

Temporarily banishing these things from his mind, Deng She hugged Mrs. Wang, came into the bedroom, put her on the bed, took off the big coat casually, called two maids to help, and stripped off her long skirt together. He put her in a position, and did not let the maid withdraw, but ordered her to wait on the side, and began to rush into battle.

The moon is bright outside the window, and the room is full of spring light. Mrs. Wang frowned*, lay on the bed, turned her head, and asked in a low voice, "Is there any agreement between the depths and shallows?" ”

Deng She was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Born in an immortal cave, the infinite scenery is in the dangerous peak." * For a long time, as if falling into the mud, I suddenly came up, wanted to see Mrs. Wang's shy demeanor, and said: "I suddenly became a poet and wanted to recite a poem." Mrs. Wang said: "The slave family listens. Deng She chanted loudly and said: "At noon on the day of hoeing, sweat drops fall into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. "Get out of here, Madame Wang," and spoke. ”

Mrs. Wang hurriedly turned around, knelt in front of Deng She, opened her mouth lightly, held it with her plain hands, and took the thing in her mouth, sucking it, and after a while, Deng She's tiger body was shocked, making her eat a full mouthful.

Mrs. Wang's eyes were like silk, she held them with a fragrant tongue, spit them out, showed them to Deng She, and then swallowed them again, before she smiled shyly: "The slave family only learned today, and sure enough, every grain is hard." Poor slaves can't help it. The two maids serving on the side had crimson faces.

Seeing that Deng She's forehead was sweating, Mrs. Wang asked the maids to take the silk scarf beside the bed and wiped it off with her own hands. In a blink of an eye, she saw that there was still a little dirt left on the thing, and Mrs. Wang bent down again, sucked it clean with her mouth, and then waited for Deng She to lie down.

The next morning, Deng She woke up, unaware that the wind and cold had healed.