In Yan's City
The originally tense atmosphere in the city was swept away. The frightened merchants and anxious people walked out of the house. Looking at the smiling Qin soldiers, everyone came to their senses.
The Qin army won!
However, this was not unexpected.
After all, the Qin army had already held a small-scale celebration banquet and beheaded more than 6,000 people.
Although the merchants and the common people were not familiar with the art of war, in their eyes, if 3,000 people attacked and beheaded 6,000 people in one attack, wouldn't it be possible to completely annihilate the enemy with two more attacks?
But as they expected, the Qin army won.
Yanshi City, which was dominated by Qin people, was naturally cheered and encouraged by this, and the merchants were even more excited.
Since ancient times, whenever a city is breached, it must be plundered.
They, wealthy merchants with no status or ability to protect themselves, became fat sheep in the eyes of the wolves.
The blade would slit their necks, pierce their hearts, and steal their goods and jewels.
However, even though they knew that there was a war in Qin, they still brought their goods to Qin and came to Hedong.
The purpose is the word "profit".
The world is bustling with people, everyone is coming and going for benefit.
The word "profit" is enough to make merchants forget about danger.
What's more, this is a profit several times or even dozens of times.
During wartime, it was common for goods to be worth several times their value. Even if they sold grain and grass to the Yan County Magistrate at several times the price, the Yan County Magistrate would not blame them, but would thank them for not being prevented from entering due to the blockade of the Six Nations. Qin sells these much-needed supplies.
After the war, these merchants would buy wine and meat for the army, provide singers and dancers, and make good friends with Qin, but they only paid half of their own profits.
In Yanshi City and the military camps outside the city, the generals beat the urns and buckled the fou, and the soldiers sang "Qin Feng Wu Yi".
The people of Qin were simple and simple, and did not mock the remaining defeated generals of the Wei army. Instead, they stayed together in pairs.
The people of Qin are simple and simple. Although they are extremely fierce on the battlefield, they are no longer as ferocious as before when they get off the battlefield.
Many soldiers of the Qin army even took the initiative to find the surrendered soldiers of the Wei army who were sitting in front of the campfire in silence and could not fit into the atmosphere of the celebration banquet, and drank Qin wine with their arms around each other.
Qin wine is also called Fengjiu. When the Zhou Dynasty was still a prince, the phoenix mingled at Qishan. The Zhou people thought it was good luck, so the wine they brewed was called Fengjiu.
The Qin people inherited the Guanzhong land left behind after the Zhou Dynasty moved eastward, and generally followed the customs of the Zhou people, so Fengjiu is the name of Qin wine.
"General, try this!"
Li Xin brought a plate of food to go with the wine. Zhang Ji took a bite and his face turned bitter.
Seeing this, Su Jiao and Qiang Su couldn't help laughing.
"What kind of snack is this, so bitter?"
Zhang Ji took two sips of Qin wine to clear the bitter taste from his mouth, and asked with a frown.
"This is bitter herbs."
Li Xin smiled brightly and explained: "Qin wine paired with bitter herbs was invented by Lord Shang and is the favorite treasure of the old Qin people."
"In the past, when Shang lords came to Qin, they liked to eat wild bitter herbs as accompaniments, and drink spicy Qin wine into their throats. The people of Qin were grateful to Shang lords, so this pairing of bitter herbs and Qin wine became popular in both urban and rural areas of Qin. Later, it became popular in Qin's urban and rural areas. It was recommended by Zhang Zi, who also loved bitter vegetables and Qin wine, and it spread throughout the world. Even many people in Shandong like this combination."
Zhang Ji was silent.
Do Shang Yang and Zhang Yi really like bitter wine with bitter herbs?
The Wei people have the same taste as the Wei people, they like salty and spicy food, but they also like sweet food. Therefore, the famous wine of Wei State, blue and white rice wine, is clear and sweet.
Therefore, it is impossible for these two people to like this bitter vegetable.
The so-called Qin wine paired with bitter vegetables is just to remember the bitterness and sweetness, so that one will not forget the hard times in the past, and at the same time, it is also to lead the people of Qin to practice frugality by example.
Halfway through the banquet, Zhang Ji felt a little drunk after drinking a lot of sweet and spicy Qin wine, so he stopped drinking and returned to the big tent to rest.
There was no one in the tent, not a single lamp was lit, and the figure of the Frightened Salamander disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Ji, who was slightly drunk, didn't think too much. He walked straight to the bed and fell asleep.
I don't know how long he slept, but Zhang Ji always felt a cool feeling under his body, as if someone was wiping his body with a wet cloth.
Immediately, it seemed as if a cold jade hand fell quietly, and the soft and smooth skin made Zhang Ji's body tremble, and he couldn't help but take a slight breath.
This fingering technique seemed to be no worse than the one he used when he massaged Zhao Ji.
I had already drank a lot of sweet and spicy Qin wine, and my belly was burning. Being provoked like this, the fire in my belly burned even more fiercely, expanded, and became larger and larger.
Seeing Zhang Ji's reaction, the owner of the jade hand chuckled. As the clouds covering the moon drifted away, the cold and bright moonlight fell, reflecting the flawless and charming face in the dark night like a moon palace fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world. Yan.
Under the bright moonlight, Jing salamander, wearing a light yellow loose nightgown, was kneeling on the ground covered with cashmere blankets. However, the loose nightgown could not hide Jing salamander's proud tall figure.
Her delicate knees were slightly red from kneeling for a long time, and her seductive kneeling posture made her pert butt look like it was attracting bees and butterflies, attracting the needle of the only bee in the tent to collect nectar. The white and tender jade feet curled up slightly, hinting at how nervous their owner was at the moment.
Jing salamander met Zhang Ji's burning eyes, tilted his head slightly, and said slowly with his thin red lips: "I am not good at playing the flute, but I am good at the sheng."
Seeing the shy and timid appearance of Jing Salamander, Zhang Ji pursed his dry lips.
The Sheng is different from the Xiao. The Sheng needs to be supported to play.
Jing Salamander held the Sheng in his hand and squeezed it slightly.
Before playing, she applied delicate oil for maintenance on the sheng, so it was extremely smooth when playing and there was no jamming.
The smooth and melodious performance made Zhang Ji couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Zhang Ji lifted up the silk-smooth green hair for Jing Salamander, rolled it behind his ears, and gently stroked Jing Salamander's delicate and delicate cheeks. His eyes were full of love and affection, as well as encouragement.
Jing Salamander's charming eyes were as silk as silk, and the timidity on his face was gradually replaced by charm. He held up the sheng and slid it up and down. His cherry-like red lips almost opened to the maximum, and a burst of hot breath blew out on Zhang Ji's abdomen.
Zhang Ji put his hands on the couch and leaned back.
What could be more satisfying than for a cold and arrogant woman like Jingren to show herself in such a posture of surrender and shame?
Of course!
As time went by, and as the Frightened Salamander moved on, with the ebb and flow, there was a muffled groan and an unstoppable cough that seemed to be blocked in the mouth and nose. The Frightened Salamander covered his proud head with one hand. His figure was resting on the ground with one hand, his face was red, and Zhang Ji also felt a greater sense of satisfaction.
But, in this world, there is no bigger, only the biggest.
Looking at Jing Salamander's knees that have become more and more rosy from kneeling for a long time, Jing Salamander, who was born as a warrior, will naturally not feel much discomfort from this, and his body will not be hurt even if he kneels all night.
Therefore, with the idea of kneeling down, Zhang Ji planned to try a more conquering posture and gently pulled the hair of the Frightened Salamander from behind, hoping to get more satisfaction.
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