PS1: Heaven and Earth Conscience, I revised the sixth version and finally released it. You should hurry up and read it. I don’t know when it will be gone again.
PS2: You can consider adding a book club to compare the differences between the original version and the new version.
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There was a lot of noise about Zhang Ji's breakthrough, and it naturally alarmed various forces in Xinzheng City.
As the controller of Xinzheng, Ye Mu was naturally the first to get the news.
Originally, it was not good news for him that there was a first-class master in Xinzheng City who was not under his control, but this time he did not pay too much attention to it.
Although Ji Wuye was dissatisfied with the tyrannical attitude of Jingyu and Luo Wang, he did not have any conflict with Zhang Ji. Instead, Zhang Ji had a good relationship with his confidant Zuo Sima Liu Yi during this period. In Ji Wuye's opinion, It is said that Zhang Ji is showing his favor to Ye Mu.
And according to the information from Bai Niao, the last time Zhang Ji came out of the Zilan Pavilion, he had a wound between his eyebrows. It is suspected that in Zilanxuan, he had a conflict with Wei Zhuang, who had robbed him of his 100,000 military salary last time. The day before, Zhang Liang, Kaifangdi's grandson, came to visit Zhang Ji, but Zhang Ji issued an eviction order and drove him away.
Such a person who is close to Ye Mu and at the same time at odds with Liusha, seems to Ji Wuye to be no threat at all.
Ji Wuye's only doubt was, why did Luo Wang put so much effort into protecting Zhang Ji?
Even if Zhang Yi had made great contributions to the Qin State, he would not spare no effort to protect his great-grandson.
After all, he was a first-class killer!
Such warriors, no matter which country they are in, are one-in-a-million talents. In his opinion, they should be used to perform more dangerous and valuable tasks, rather than serving as a nanny beside a young man.
However, as long as Zhang Ji doesn't touch Ye Mu's interests, Ji Wuye won't spend too much energy paying attention to him.
As for Zhang Ji at this moment, he felt refreshed after breaking through, and his food was delicious. Moreover, he had entered the first-class realm, at least he had a certain degree of safety guarantee.
Breakthroughs in internal strength often lead to other techniques, such as the Lightning Walk used for escape... ahem, used for detours.
He is a top-notch master, can this kind of thing be called an escape?
As long as it's not Black and White Xuanjian... As long as it's not Black and White Xuanjian and Wei Zhuang... As long as it's not Black and White Xuanjian, Wei Zhuang and Xueyi Hou... As long as it's not... Zhang Ji thought for a while and added Ni Lin and Bai Niao , except Yan Lingji’s Baiyue team...
Well, he admitted that even if he entered the first-class realm, there seemed to be quite a few people who could pose a threat to his life. Moreover, either the opponent's individual combat power is higher than his, or there are more people than him, so he will hit them with their heads.
The more Zhang Ji thought about it, the more frustrated he became, so he decided to have some fun.
He asked the person in charge of investigation in the snare to draw a picture.
The painting shows a woman sitting upright on a long carpet, with several palace lanterns placed beside her. Her soft green silk hair hangs down to her waist and is framed by two green hair accessories. Her hair on her temples is blown by the wind. , half covering the plain white face, and the pink lips are like a snowy cherry blossom that has just bloomed. The orange dress is embellished with green ribbons and golden edges, which further highlights the elegance and dignity of the woman in the painting.
"This is...this is..."
Mrs. Hu lightly covered her red lips, with tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.
In the eyes of others, they would only marvel at the gentle and graceful temperament and heart-stirring appearance of the woman in the painting, but in Mrs. Hu's eyes, there was only the red jade tied on the green belt.
"That's my child...she must be my child!"
For no reason, Mrs. Hu thought at a glance that this was her daughter who had been separated for sixteen years.
Although Fire Rain Agate is precious, when Fire Rain Villa still existed, you could still get it as long as you spent more money. It is not enough to prove that the woman in the painting and she must have a mother-daughter relationship, but Mrs. Hu thinks how the woman in the painting looks like herself.
The melon-seed face that is the same as her own, the narrow but soft eyebrows, and the slightly raised nose are all very much like her, and her round eyes are very much like Li Kai when he was young.
"Ma'am, don't worry."
Zhang Ji held down Mrs. Hu, who was sitting on his lap but had been rubbing her body carelessly, and put his arms around her waist.
Mrs. Hu also noticed something and her face turned red with embarrassment. Although Mrs. Hu, who has been a wife for many years, has a pure heart, she is not a fool. She naturally knows what the murder weapon is against her vital parts.
And she also realized that if someone saw her unintentional behavior just now, she would be scolded no matter how harsh it was. What's more, the person behind her was a young man about the same age as her daughter.
"I have already investigated. Her name is Nong Yu. She is now the top piano girl in Zilanxuan. Her piano skills are rare in the world, not to mention Korea. Therefore, she has never had an intimate relationship with any man. touch."
"And her origin..."
Zhang Ji paused deliberately, and then gently patted Mrs. Hu's body, but Mrs. Hu just groaned and endured Zhang Ji's teasing. However, her face became more and more rosy, as if she had exercised in the dog days of summer, and she was breathing heavily, and her exquisite body was as undulating as the waves.
"Sixteen years ago, the infant Nongyu was almost dead. She happened to be rescued by Zinu, the proprietress of Zilanxuan, and raised her like a sister and a mother. The Fire Rain Agate on her body was stuffed by someone. I have worn it since my infancy."
"She is really my daughter..."
Although Mrs. Hu always believed that the woman in the painting was her daughter, there was no evidence. But the information brought by Zhang Ji proved this. Could it be such a coincidence that sixteen years ago, there was a second baby who had an identical piece of fire rain agate stuffed into his infancy and whose family was also ruined?
The moment she was sure that Nongyu was her daughter, Mrs. Hu breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she could no longer suppress the tears in her eyes. The mist in her beautiful eyes turned into tears and flowed down, and her body could not stop trembling.
She was so happy, not only because she finally found her daughter who had been separated for sixteen years, but also because her daughter had grown into a slim, dignified and elegant woman.
A few days ago, after learning that her daughter might be in Zilanxuan, Mrs. Hu was both happy and anxious.
She knew what kind of place Zilanxuan was.
Every time she and her sister Hu Meiren went to the theater to watch a play, they would pass by this luxurious and stunning Purple Orchid Pavilion. She knew that it was the most famous romantic place in Korea, a place where even dignitaries, princes and princes competed to visit. .
As the daughter of Lord Huo Yu, Mrs. Hu was also considered a well-educated and sensible daughter of a nobleman. She naturally hated this place where women were needed to entertain people with sex, and even more hated the lack of self-love and self-respect of those women.
Therefore, when Mrs. Hu's carriage passed by Zilanxuan, she would often lower the curtains and sit upright, as if the thin curtains could isolate her from the melancholy sounds coming from Zilanxuan.
However, how could she accept it when she suddenly learned that her daughter was most likely to be a singer in Zilanxuan?
Fortunately, my daughter only entertains people with the sound of the piano and is considered a luthier.
Musicians like luthiers were not a shameful profession in the world of Qin Dynasty.
In ancient times, there were Boya and Ziqi, whose high mountains and flowing waters were praised by the world; today, there are Kuangxiu, Gao Jianli, Qu Gao and few people, who are famous all over the world.
Zhang Ji held Mrs. Hu's fragrant shoulder, pressed her weak and boneless back against his chest, rested her head on the fragrant shoulder, looked at the delicate and smooth jade neck, and couldn't help but take a sip.
It was still the scent of jasmine, fresh and sweet, mixed with the quiet fragrance that is unique to women. Even after smelling it many times, Zhang Ji couldn't help but lean in and greedily inhale this beautiful scent.
He found that he seemed to like Mrs. Hu more and more. Unlike the cold Jing Salamander, and also different from Yan Lingji who was good at sultry and always took the initiative when getting close, Mrs. Hu's tenderness and purity were completely different from them. beautiful.
Moreover, Mrs. Hu, who was already a wife, was played with by Zhang Ji, which made Zhang Ji, who had been on the disadvantaged side for a long time, more sense of accomplishment and wanted to completely conquer Mrs. Hu's body and mind.
"Madam, do you want to make a new transaction?"
Zhang Ji looked at Mrs. Hu, whose fair skin seemed to be covered with a layer of pink gauze, with a half-smile.
Zhang Ji's voice, which was like a devil whispering in her ears, made Mrs. Hu's delicate body tremble. Her rationality told her that Zhang Ji's story and transactions were a bottomless pit that would trap her whole body sooner or later. As long as she If you stop trading with Zhang Ji now, you can completely cut off all contact with Zhang Ji.
Otherwise, how could she have the face to see her daughter in the future?
Do you want to tell her that in order to find you, your mother, like the brothel girls she always looked down on, did not hesitate to entertain people with sex and sell her body?
But Zhang Ji's transaction content was something she could never refuse.
Although Zhang Ji did not reveal the content of the transaction in advance this time, another voice in her heart kept warning her that this transaction was very important.
"I'm just asking, it's nothing. The worst thing is not to trade with him."
Mrs. Hu thought so and asked in a low voice: "What deal?"
Zhang Ji chuckled lightly and turned to Mrs. Hu's pretty face in his arms: "Madam is really forgetful."
"Have you forgotten that your husband, Mr. Zuo Sima, has most likely discovered that Nongyu is your daughter?"
Mrs. Hu was shocked. She was so overwhelmed with joy that she forgot such an important thing. After being reminded by Zhang Ji, the joy of finding his daughter was completely washed away, and he even became more worried.
If Liu Yiqiang wanted to get jade, how could a mere singing and dancing studio, even with the protection of so many high officials and nobles, be as tough as South Korea's Zuo Sima?
"You have a solution!"
Madam Hu was once again smart, thinking that since Zhang Ji mentioned this matter as a deal, he would definitely have a way to protect Nong Yu from being bullied by Liu Yi.
"Of course I have a way, but this time, madam, what price are you going to pay?"
Mrs. Hu's thoughts were driven by Zhang Ji. Yes, what price can she pay?
She has already been held in Zhang Ji's arms and played with at will, and she still owes him three kisses. If she continues, she can only...
"Don't worry, ma'am."
Zhang Ji put one hand around Mrs. Hu's waist, and gently caressed Mrs. Hu's delicate and tender face with the other hand. However, this "don't worry" not only did not reassure Mrs. Hu, but made her even more worried.
"I will not force you, madam, to perform the courtesy of Duke Zhou with me."
Mrs. Hu's beautiful eyes moved and she looked at Zhang Ji in surprise.
She was puzzled. If she hadn't forced herself to be with him...what else would be worthy of Zhang Ji's plot?
The corners of Zhang Ji's mouth raised slightly, the hand caressing Mrs. Hu's cheek lightly tapped the delicate red lips, and he leaned on Mrs. Hu's shoulder and whispered.
"Ma'am, please put out the fire for me."
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PS3: It’s even later today, sorry.
During the day, we talked about business all day long. The company placed orders worth several million each. We had successfully negotiated the deal before getting off work in the afternoon, but we were dragged to dinner in the evening. At the wine table, those Shandong customers really drank the 52-degree Maotai Maotai as plain water, even though my cuffs and collar were soaked and I vomited twice... I really never dare to drink with Shandong again. If people drink, their life span will be shortened too much.
