It was close to midnight before the problems encountered in the design brought by the Ministry of Engineering and the General Supervisor were solved one by one. He did not understand civil engineering and did not learn this when he was in college, but this did not prevent him from solving these difficult problems through some methods that were familiar to later generations.
When it comes to profound knowledge, the application of knowledge, and the agility of thinking, the people of the Tang Dynasty are simply scum to modern people...
This is not determined by IQ, but by insight and knowledge.
For example, how many books could the most profound scholar of the Tang Dynasty read in his lifetime? How many things have you learned?
In future generations, a middle school student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, body and beauty can be completely crushed...
After packing up the things on the desk, Fang Jun stretched, walked out of the study and walked to the backyard.
Zheng Xiuer stood at the small door of the backyard. When she saw Fang Jun, she walked up to him, took up her clothes and saluted him, and said, "I will wait for Erlang to wash up."
Fang Jun hummed, turned to the bathroom on one side, and asked casually: "Where's Qiao'er?"
Zheng Xiuer walked in front, opened the bathroom door, and a thick stream of hot air rushed out. Apparently the hot water had been prepared. She knelt on the floor and took off Fang Jun's shoes, and said softly: "Qiao'er is having her period. She has a stomachache, so after drinking sugar water, I asked her to sleep first.”
"Um."
Fang Jun hummed, and Zheng Xiuer had already stood up and closed the door. Seeing Fang Jun open his hands, she quickly stepped forward to undress him and hang all the clothes on the screen.
After all the clothes were gone, Fang Jun stepped into the large and sturdy wooden bathtub. Beside the tub, there was a long and narrow canopy bed and several exquisite small stools, all made of the finest rosewood. system. Zheng Xiuer put a warm kerchief on his forehead from behind. Fang Jun straddled the edge of the tub with his arms, relaxing his whole body. The hot water soaked his chest, and the fatigue from working in the middle of the night was instantly gone.
Zheng Xiuer stood up, lit a plate of sandalwood with a candle, and placed it in the incense burner on the side table. Then she gently took off her coat, wearing only a moon-white middle coat, showing off her slender and graceful figure. He rolled up his sleeves, exposing two forearms of Xishuang Saixue. He took a silk handkerchief and stood by the bathtub to gently scrub Fang Jun's arms and shoulders.
Fang Jun turned his head and saw a lock of hair scattered in front of her fair forehead. Her beautiful eyes were downcast, her nose was red and her lips were red, and her neck was extremely plump. Although she had the figure of a young girl, she had There is an indescribable femininity, especially the slightly open collar, which leaks out from time to time with the movements, and a hint of whiteness is visible...
Fang Jun felt his throat was a little dry, so he stretched out his arm to take the tea cup placed on the canopy bed and took a sip. Without getting much relief, he grabbed a soft Rouyi and said, "You come in too."
Zheng Xiuer's palm-sized face turned red instantly, Xiafei's cheeks bit her red lips gently, stood up, took off her moon-white middle coat, revealing her beautiful and delicate body, raised her slender feet, Stepping into the tub, before she could stand firm, her wicker-like waist was held by a pair of big hands, and she fell dizzy into a broad and strong chest. The warm water instantly surrounded her...
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After a lot of fussing, the waves in the bathtub calmed down, and the only sound left was the slight sound of breathing rising and falling in the room.
Fang Jun was still lying on his back in the tub. Zheng Xiuer's delicate figure was curled up in his arms like a snow-white civet cat. Her beautiful eyes were melancholy, her red lips were slightly open, and her beautiful chest was rising and falling violently. For a long time, that convulsion The tremors slowly subsided, and the whole person became soft and turned into a puddle of mud...
"Xiu'er..." Fang Jun kissed her jade-like earlobe and called softly.
"Huh?" Zheng Xiuer weakly opened her misty eyes and looked at Fang Jun.
Fang Jun held her tightly in his arms and asked softly: "Do you feel aggrieved if you follow me?"
Although she was not a direct descendant of the Zheng family in Xingyang, she was also an heir of poetry and calligraphy. Once she fell into a brothel and then became a maid, this lady of the family had a bad fate.
Zheng Xiuer raised her head, pecked Fang Jun's lips with her red lips, raised a slender hand and stroked Fang Jun's chin, her beautiful eyes were full of doting and happiness, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her face looked satisfied. He whispered: "Fate is unpredictable, who can always enjoy glory? The kings and nobles of the past are also wandering around in precarious situations today. Xiu'er was able to meet Erlang in the most desperate and dark time, which is already a blessing from God. Now I am committed to you. , I’m so willing to do it, you know, there are countless ladies from rich families in Chang’an City who are very envious of Xiu’er!”
What people fear most is not hardship, but gap.
Yesterday, the high-ranking lady fell into a brothel. The violent fall almost killed her, and she did not want to suffer the torture that was like hell. And when she gave up all hope and accepted her fate, she was dragged from hell to heaven by Fang Jun. She experienced ups and downs of joy and sorrow, as if she had gone through a cycle of reincarnation, transforming her from an innocent girl with good clothes and fine food to a A woman who knows how to cherish...
Some things are more terrifying than death. When one foot steps into the hell that can break a person's body to pieces and taint his soul, he understands the importance of light, and it becomes easier to be satisfied.
Besides, as a sinner, how could she dare to pray for more?
In the Fang family, Fang Jun had never acted like a playboy. He was gentle and gentle even to a maid, and he was even more gentle to their concubines, never belittling them in the slightest. Princess Gaoyang is like a phoenix aloof, disdainful of suppressing and intimidating them, while Wu Meiniang is a woman who does not give in to men, and her thoughts are never in the bed curtains...
Here, even though she is a concubine, she lives a more comfortable and relaxed life than the head wives of many wealthy families.
only……
The snow-white soft and delicate body turned slightly and became straddling Lang Jun's waist. Her pretty face seemed to be stained with a layer of rouge. She bit her lips, endured shyness and leaned towards Lang Jun's ear, exhaling like Lan's voice said softly: "If...if I could have a boy and a girl, Xiu'er would feel that this life is not in vain."
The most beautiful words of love in the world are nothing more than this.
How could Fang Jun still not understand the request of the sweet girl in his arms? As a man, this is also his responsibility.
Needless to say, a man who can run a horse on his shoulders must do his best to meet any request of his woman, not to mention such an unshirkable responsibility?
Fang Jun regained his strength, cheered up, and went into battle with his gun in hand.
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It seems that the child's obsession has been deeply rooted in Zheng Xiuer's heart. This night, she abandoned her previous reserve and shyness and transformed into a vixen. She had to grit her teeth even though her muscles and bones were weak. She was like a moth to the fire waiting for the tiger, and failed repeatedly. Fight and never give up.
Fang Jun was almost drained...
This battle continued intermittently, and by the time Ming Jin withdrew his troops, it was already the end of the ugly period. Even though Fang Jun was strong and powerful, he still felt that his waist and bones were aching and unsustainable under the obsession of Zheng Xiuer who risked his life to conceive a child. , finally held the woman who was as soft as a puddle of mud in his arms, and took her to the study to fall asleep.
When I woke up, the sky was bright.
The maids had already prepared breakfast and were waiting for Fang Jun to wash up and eat.
Zheng Xiuer hid her head under the quilt and couldn't come out. In fact, my behavior last night was a bit excessive. I pestered my husband to ask for sex without the permission of the eldest wife. If the eldest wife was jealous, she would have every reason to sell him to others and expel him from the house.
Even though Princess Gaoyang would not do this, Zheng Xiuer still felt ashamed to see others. She seemed to have gone crazy last night, and her hysterical screams in joy could be heard clearly by the entire backyard...
Fang Jun disagreed. When they arrived at the side hall for dinner, Princess Gaoyang and Wu Meiniang looked as usual. Only Qiao'er and Xiuyu Xiuyan, the concubines, inevitably had their beautiful eyes twinkling with resentment when they handed over bowls of rice to Fang Jun.
Although they have been married for a long time, for some reason, there are only the children of Princess Gaoyang and His Highness Wu Meiniang in the house. The other concubines are like flowers and jade and have worked hard to sow the seeds, but there has been no movement. This makes Fang Jun feel a little nervous from time to time. Could it be that there is something wrong with my seeds?
In these days, a mother is more important than her son, and a woman has little status, let alone a concubine. Without a man and a woman by her side, she is almost indistinguishable from a maid.
The concubines are getting older and their bodies are more mature, but there is no sound in their stomachs. How can they not be anxious?
Zheng Xiuer's madness last night seemed to have opened a window in the hearts of several concubines...
Fang Jun almost turned into ashes under the burning eyes of several concubines. He hurriedly finished his breakfast and seemed to have no choice but to escape from the house.
Last night, Zheng Xiuer almost squeezed him dry. If four concubines took turns...
Wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines, and sex is a steel knife that scrapes bones. The teachings of the predecessors are still in my ears. Even if you want to continue the family lineage, you have to take your time...
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He had just left the house on horseback. He held his sore lower back and rubbed it. Then he saw an exquisite and gorgeous carriage on the opposite side of the street in front of his door. When Fang Jun was there, the driver had already jumped from the shaft of the carriage. He came down, took two steps forward, bowed and saluted: "I have seen the consort of the house... His Highness has been waiting here for a long time, and he also asked the consort of the house to come to the car to meet him."
Fang Jun asked curiously: "Who is your highness?"
Before the coachman could answer, the curtain of the carriage opened, revealing a beautiful little face that was both angry and happy, calling out in a clear voice: "Brother-in-law..."
