On the deer platform, nearly a hundred young women wearing only underwear were singing and dancing. Praise the wealth and power of Shang Tang, and praise the king's bravery and wisdom.
Su Daji, who was shrinking in King Zhou's arms, said in a cooing voice: "Your Majesty, this is not enough fun. Let each of them drink a bottle of wine. Dancing drunkenly may have a different flavor."
King Zhou was in high spirits and thought this was a good idea, so he ordered his maids to distribute the wine.
Nearly a hundred young women wearing only underclothes became drunk after drinking wine. They all blushed and danced swaying, a little less formal and a little more charming.
"My dear wife, your idea is good. These beauties are so lonely and itchy."
King Zhou has a pair of tiger eyes, patrolling the women in the field, making no secret of his desire to possess.
"My lord, you are so heartless. I am still lying in your arms."
Daji refused to obey, and she arched and arched in King Zhou's arms. It was more of teasing than coquettishness.
"Beauty, no matter what time, you are the one I love the most."
King Zhou laughed loudly, and put his rough hands into the clothes of the beauty in his arms, squeezing her heartily.
Daji Shui groaned a few times, her watery eyes twinkling.
"Your Majesty, the slave family went to the mountains to practice Taoism when they were young, and met many sisters. They want to come to Chaoge and have a look at the prosperity. Is it okay?"
"Oh, my concubine's sisters must all be stunning beauties."
King Zhou moved his index finger, showing great urgency. During these days, in Daji's company, his eyes were getting higher and higher. If it weren't for the drunkenness, he wouldn't even bother to take a look at those vulgar dancing fans.
"Your Majesty, I agree. The slave family will call them here."
Daji slipped out of King Zhou's arms and walked to the edge of the deer platform with light steps. Her white jade-like hands were constantly swinging towards the void, as if summoning something.
King Zhou picked up the wine bottle on the stone table on one side and watched with interest while drinking. He was not surprised at all that he knew some magic spells for the people around him. Even he himself had done it when he was young. Unfortunately, the idea of going up the mountain to practice Taoism was firmly opposed by his father and the trip failed.
There was a rustle of footsteps, and a maid walked quickly from the direction of the door, and stopped ten steps away.
"Your Majesty, Uncle Wang is asking for an audience."
A trace of disgust flashed across King Zhou's face. He had seen him several times during the day. At night, after finally resting for a while, he came to see him again. It must be about Lutai.
"Let him in"
"promise"
The maid turned and left.
Not long after, under the guidance of the maid, Wang Shubigan strode over, his eyes swept over the nearly a hundred naked and sexy bodies in the field, and he frowned slightly.
"Uncle Wang, why are you looking for me?"
King Zhou stood up and came over to greet him. The expression on his face showed neither displeasure nor happiness.
Bigan saluted and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, you have wasted people and money in building Lutai, and you are still making a lot of noise at night. I am afraid that doing this will damage your morality."
Sure enough, King Zhou was unhappy about this, but on the surface he was still the same as before.
"Uncle Wang, what you said is wrong. We, a great merchant, established our country by force. Gu Ye often went to war in all directions. Dongyi, Quanrong, and Guifang all bowed down and proclaimed themselves ministers. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, the nobles in the city, and the slaves raised at home, three out of ten It was snatched away by Gu during his foreign conquests, and his virtues are good or bad, which is of no consequence."
Bigan was choked and could not speak. Virtue was actually an excuse. In fact, he did not want the king in front of him to be too indulgent.
When the king said this before, he had never refuted it. Today is the first time.
"Since Uncle Wang is here, let's drink together with Gu."
King Zhou did not tolerate Bigan's refusal, so he dragged Bigan to Shi Zhuo, filled the bottle with wine, and half invited and half forced Bigan to drink four or five bottles in a row.
As the eldest member of the Shangtang aristocracy, Bi Gan rarely drank, so his alcohol capacity was not high. He drank four or five bottles and lay down directly on the stone table.
King Zhou was surprised when he saw that Bigan was dealt with so easily, and he couldn't help but feel joking. When he was young, this uncle often used his uncle's pretensions to teach him a lesson.
"Uncle Wang, come here, drink another bottle and get drunk. You will stay in the palace tonight."
"No, no, Uncle Wang's drinking capacity is not good enough."
Bigan squinted his eyes and waved his hands repeatedly.
King Zhou wanted to tease Bigan again, and a burst of laughter like silver bells came.
"Your Majesty, they are here"
King Zhou raised his head and was completely stunned. A group of fairies, about twenty, flew from the sky on auspicious clouds. They were dignified, gorgeous, holy, charming, naive, and smart...
"I am so lucky to see so many fairies. If I could kiss them all, my life would be worthwhile."
Before anyone could come near, King Zhou had already stripped a group of "fairies" naked with wolf-like eyes.
He didn't bother to take a look at the women dancing in the field.
"Your Majesty, look at you, your eyes are straight. I was so tired that I collapsed just to invite these sisters here."
Daji walked over, pretending to fall.
King Zhou was such a passionate person that he could not bear to let the beauty suffer any damage. He quickly supported her while his beloved kept shouting.
A group of "fairies" who had already arrived on the terrace laughed when they saw this scene.
Daji broke away from King Zhou's arms, blushed and said, "If you laugh again, I will take off all your clothes and stuff them on the king's bed."
The "fairies" immediately ridiculed Daji and kept laughing.
When King Zhou heard that Daji was going to take off all the clothes of the "fairies" and stuff them on his bed, his eyes flashed like a wolf's eyes. He had a frank meeting with a group of fairies and held an unobstructed conference. He would have no regrets in this life. .
Of course, just thinking about it.
This group of "fairies" finished laughing with Daji and came over to greet her. They all became serious, just like Nuwa in the Nuwa Palace.
King Zhou endured the cat's claws and invited a group of "fairies" to their seats.
After just a few bottles of wine, Daji encouraged her: "Sisters, how can we have wine without singing and dancing? It's better to dance to add to the fun."
Having said that, Daji entered the stage first.
However, only a few "fairies" followed the entrance, and most of the rest remained reserved in their positions.
King Zhou took the opportunity to persuade people to drink wine one by one. When he met the one he liked, he would lightly scratch the woman's palm with his fingers. If the woman blushed or became angry, he would use his hands and feet.
While eating tofu crazily, King Zhou couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Fairies are not much different from ordinary women, they just look more dignified and noble.
"Your Majesty, sisters, why don't you play!"
Daji, with rosy cheeks, came over, pulled King Zhou and a beautiful "fairy" into the room, and performed a personal dance.
King Zhou, who had drunk a lot of wine at this time, was also swaying wildly, with his two big hands touching one and this.
