Fang Jie picked up Sang Sasa and put it away, and pulled the brocade quilt from the side to cover her flawless body like suet white jade. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was carefully caring for a peerless treasure. Fang Jie rubbed Sang Sasa's cheek with his palm a few times, and smiled apologetically at her.
It was a little more violent before, but for a young girl who has just experienced this, the joy in her heart is as unforgettable as the pain in her body. At this time, she is huddled under the quilt, covering most of her face and only revealing a pair of eyes , a pair of beautiful hands pulled the corner of the quilt, as if afraid that Fang Xie would lift the quilt again.
This cute gesture made Fang Xie unable to resist leaning down and giving her another long kiss until he suffocated.
Under the brocade quilt, that perfect body seemed to have lost all its strength. After the kiss, she shrank her body, and when she moved, she seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and her beautiful brows frowned slightly. The blush on her face was still so beautiful, and the sweat on her forehead was like dewdrops dotted on peach petals.
The air exhaled from Xiaoqiao's nose is so sweet, like the refreshing aroma of orchids.
This birthday may be the most unforgettable birthday in her life.
Fang Jie handed her a glass of water, and Sang Sa Sa shook her head slowly, hiding under the quilt, but looked at Fang Jie's face without blinking. It was this man, the man who had just taken her for himself. Although her body was very tired and her lower body was still aching, the blissful happiness in her heart made her a little dizzy.
She never thought that the love between a man and a woman can really drive away all troubles. When the belief of inheriting the blood that she has been stubbornly insisting on coincides with the man she loves, the world begins to change from gloomy to colorful.
Fang Jie straightened her somewhat messy hair, and then kissed her forehead lightly.
"Shall I help you get dressed?"
Fang Jie asked softly.
Sang Sasha shook her head lightly: "Don't... I have no strength and don't want to move."
Fang Jie smiled and lay down next to her. The two of them were pillowed on the white lion, and it was so warm in the carriage.
"Don't look at me."
Sang Sasha stretched out her white lotus-like arm from under the quilt, and covered Fang Jie's eyes. But even if Fang Jie didn't look at her, the embarrassing scene before could not help circling in her mind. The more I dare not think about it, the clearer the picture becomes.
The delicate woman's body, the white and tender body was supported by his big hands on the slender and beautiful waist, the red rope around the waist was constantly swaying with the impact, and the copper bell rang. That white body supported the white lion, and her body was so delicate and beautiful beside the beast.
Those big hands seemed to be able to hold her waist, and every impact of her majestic body caused waves on her raised buttocks. The white rolling waves hit the man's eyeballs. The woman crouching there showed her perfect figure to the fullest. The slightly downward arc of the waist is just right to make the upturned buttocks more charming, and the two beautiful legs are kneeling at an angle that makes people's blood spurt.
With every push forward, the pair of fat jades on the chest swayed, and in the ups and downs, two clusters of pink buds gradually bloomed.
This annoying picture is not only recalled in Sang Sasha's mind, even Fang Jie has been immersed in it and cannot extricate himself. She covered her eyes with her hands, but the gradually heavy breath from his nose sprayed into her palms, making her body tremble involuntarily.
"I can't do it..."
She felt Fang Xie's vigorous desire again, and accidentally saw the surging thing again. Sang Sasha quickly retracted her arms and tried to wrap herself in the quilt again, avoiding Fang Xie's sight: "Really ...I can't..." But before she finished speaking, Fang Xie grabbed her hand. Fang Xie lowered his head, and kissed her wet lips from the back of her hand, across the whole arm, to her earlobe.
The girl's sensitive earlobe was held in his mouth, and he profaned it wantonly.
Fortunately, Fang Xie still had some sense. He knew that Sang Sasha couldn't stand another baptism at this time, so he suppressed his lust. Take a deep breath and calm yourself down. Lie down next to her again, smelling the fragrance of her hair.
"What is the ending of the story you told?"
Sang Sasha got into Fang Jie's arms like a well-behaved kitten, and the two soft flower clusters on his chest pressed against Fang Jie's chest.
"who cares… "
Fang Jie pointed Sang Sasha's lovely nose with his finger: "That's someone else's story, we have our own story."
"Um."
Sang Sasha nodded vigorously, and got into Fang Jie's arms.
At this time, she is not some great master of Meng Yuan, not a successor of the Sang family blood, not a natural body, but a girl who has found the direction of her own happiness.
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When the team was traveling halfway, it encountered a rain. The raindrops were not heavy, but fine and persistent, so the team stopped in an abandoned town. This town is still well preserved, although a small half of the houses were burned during the He people's rebellion, but maybe because the people in the town had fled before the He people came, so the He people didn't stay for too long. .
The people from the Xiao Riding School set up a guard around the town, Fang Jie and they were resting in a spacious house. On the fifth day out of Yongzhou, the rain seemed a bit annoying. But for the common people, the rain was timely like a birthday present. Many refugees have returned, and some of the people who were forcibly migrated from the other three methods have also arrived. It is time to open up wasteland, sow the seeds, and with this good rain, this year must be a bumper harvest year.
The rain drops thinly from the eaves, forming straight lines.
Several women got together and chatted, three of them were relatively quiet, Shen Qingfan was as cold and glamorous as ever, and Mo Ningzhi, who came with the army for some reason, stood under the eaves and looked at the gray sky outside. And Sang Sasha, sitting on the side with her head down, had a smile that only she could understand.
"The general..."
Chen Xiaoru, who came back from exploring the road ahead, took off his bamboo hat and took off his coir raincoat: "Thirty miles ahead is Qingshan County, and the county officials were going to come to welcome them, but I stopped them. The county magistrate is in front of the general. The official appointed for a while was Wei Xiting, who was originally a civil servant under Sun Kaidao. Because Qingshan County was hundreds of miles away from Yongzhou, the number of refugees returned was not large, but there were some He people who had originally lived in Pingshang Road. open up wasteland."
"He people?"
Fang Jie frowned slightly.
"Um!"
Chen Xiaoru nodded: "Many of the He people did not return to the jungle after the demise of the Shang Kingdom, but stayed and farmed with the locals. They have almost lost the barbarism of the He people. , They were also killed a lot. A while ago, the general ordered the people to rent and farm land, and they also went to the government to report. Wei Xiting did not stop, but after taking people to check their identities, they all followed the rules set by the general Divided the land to them."
Fang Jie nodded, but did not speak.
"The subordinate asked him to take off his official hat and wait in the county government office for the general to arrive."
Chen Xiaoru whispered.
Fang Jie glanced at Chen Xiaoru, then smiled: "If you hadn't said that, I would have taken off your official hat first."
Chen Xiaoru smiled and said: "How dare you, this Wei Xiting did nothing wrong. The He people are willing to stay, so of course it's not that they can't distribute the land, but his fault lies in the fact that he shouldn't hide it. If you hide it, all good things are done wrong. .”
"That's why I will hand over Xiaoqi School to you."
Fang Jie praised: "You are very thoughtful and understand the rules."
Chen Xiaoru lowered his voice and said: "General, do you want to increase the salary of your subordinates?"
Fang Jie glanced at him, and Chen Xiaoru hurriedly backed away with a smile: "The rain probably won't stop today, and my subordinates will go back to Qingshan County to prepare."
"Go, tell Wei Xiting, let him think about where he is wrong, and write a report if he can figure it out. If he can't figure it out, he doesn't have to wait for me to go to Qingshan County. Let him go home and farm by himself."
Chen Xiaoru responded, turned and left.
After Chen Xiaoru left, Fang Xie couldn't help but wonder if he was too harsh in his daily life, so that these local officials did not dare to report the truth when they clearly did the right thing? Fang Jie pondered for a while, and suddenly thought of something. In order to ensure the absolute obedience of Ping Shangdao, Fang Jie has been suppressing the place with absolute power and toughness these days. Now, shouldn't some power be released, or the local officials will be trembling one by one, which will not be a good thing for the development of the Black Banner Army.
In fact, Fang Xie understands that the people who are most difficult to manage in this world are not the people, but the officials who manage the people. If the management is too strict, these officials will be timid and do nothing. If you relax too much, you will do whatever you want. It is easy to support the people, but it is difficult to support the officials. He couldn't help but think of Sun Kaidao again. This man is talented, learned and insightful, but it is because of the bad habits that have existed from the beginning to the end that he always thinks that when he is an official, he should accumulate property for himself, so that he will be stable in the future.
How many officials, after taking office, wish to take back all their previous efforts. It is still the time to fight the country, and the people below are still following the rules. If it is in the future, I'm afraid that those dirty things in the officialdom will emerge one after another.
Should officials be poor or rich
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dali city
Weiran Hall of Nanyan Palace
Nanyan Emperor Murong Hui looked curiously at the few blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners standing below, thinking that it was no wonder why these people were called ghosts by Eastern Chu businessmen, and they were really ugly. Look at the strange-shaped clothes on them, the strange-shaped weapons hanging around their waists, and look at their ignorant appearance... Murong shame couldn't help but suspect that these foreigners introduced by Emperor Dongchu really Are you so capable
"Your Majesty the Emperor."
The one headed by the foreigners below leaned slightly with one arm on his chest: "My name is Boskov, and I come from the mighty Principality of Ross. We are here at the invitation of our good friend, the Emperor of Chu, to serve You helped. We heard that your empire is now facing a crisis, maybe our arrival can resolve all this for you."
"How do you know, can you help me?"
Murong asked in shame.
"Please come and see something with me, Your Majesty."
Boskov pointed to the outside of the temple: "We have brought you a gift, which will definitely make you happy. People in the Principality of Ross are not afraid of having many enemies, because the more enemies there are, the more we will get. I believe that with our help, the Kingdom of Yan will make all enemies surrender like the Principality of Ross."
All the civil and military officials in the hall were sneering, looking at these foreigners like clowns.