What is strength.
The so-called strength is that although there is a courtyard under the Tiananmen Gate, he still lives in a thatched house in the countryside.
What is this called?
This is not called being an idiot, this is called enjoying a different life, and being content with poverty.
what about you!
With the monthly salary, I can't even afford a toilet, let alone a house. I can only live in a mid-sized bungalow worth 800 yuan a month. That doesn't even deserve to be called a dwelling, but can only be called a refugee in modern society.
What benevolence, what morality, what shame...
Everything is based on strength.
You make those gentlemen who work hard for their family and country suddenly lose everything and worry about three meals a day. You see, they still have time to chatter!
Just like Kong Yiji, even if he was wearing a long gown, he still stole books from the landlord's house!
We can only call it plagiarism afterwards.
However, it was of no use.
Fang Jingzhi is also slowly possessing this thing called strength.
This will make him live more freely in Ming Dynasty.
Whether it was the original soap trade, or the later gangster gangs, or today's tobacco business.
This is the process of him slowly expanding his strength.
Others may not see all this clearly yet, but some smart people can sense some abnormalities.
For example, the Powerful Oiran, she is a very smart person and a smart woman.
Therefore, when she saw Fang Jingzhi taking the tall and mighty Lan Yong, the exclusive bodyguard of Marquis Yongchang, for a stroll along the Qinhuai River, her personal maid came.
Lan Yong was a dedicated person, so when the madam whose hips were wider than her shoulders appeared, he gave up his job as a guard.
Perhaps in his eyes, someone like the courtesan would definitely not be his third brother's opponent.
After all, the third brother is a man who even feels inferior to himself.
Fang Jingzhi also felt that the courtesan was no match for him, but he also felt that Lan Yong might die on the old madam's fat butt.
As we all know, although Wolf and Tiger can defeat fire, there are so many moves that make people's waist hurt.
After walking through the small courtyard full of flowers and stepping on the water-sprinkled bluestone road, we arrived at the boudoir of the courtesan.
It was still like the first time they met. The beautiful woman was wearing a thin embroidered dress, sitting on her knees on the ground, looking at the door with a pair of passionate eyes and a smile like a flower.
Looking at the white patch of snow in front of her, Fang Jingzhi knew that this woman had put a lot of thought into this dress!
The oiran lady vividly interpreted a song at the moment when she was pouring tea.
But the snow e~~~~ drifted into my eyes...
What a piece of shit!
"Master Bo, please have some tea!" The oiran lady brought a cup of tea to her lips with her bare hands.
Fang Jingzhi put her left hand around the oiran's tender waist, which was small enough to hold, and placed her right hand on the beauty's thigh. The flesh felt tight and it was amazing.
The court lady let out a coquettish cry, and her round butt sat down where it should go.
Some tea was spilled, so that a ball of white snow was stained with morning dew.
More beautiful and more moving.
I took a gentle sip of the tea. It was neither hot nor lukewarm, and had a sweet milky aroma.
Oiran lady, you have put so much thought into it!
but……
Maybe I'm used to drinking tea from my elder brother recently, but the tea from the oiran lady doesn't suit my taste.
"Master, why are you frowning?" The oiran lady pouted her little lips and asked delicately, "Is it because she dislikes the taste of other people's tea?"
"This is good tea that I bought specially for the young master!"
It’s weird if I believe you!
I don’t know which licking dog sent it.
Fang Jingzhi gently raised the beauty's chin, looked into those foxy eyes, and said softly: "Everyone gets drunk without getting drunk. Wine is like wine, so is tea. In front of this beauty, no matter how good the tea is, There’s no flavor left.”
"The young master knows how to make fun of others!" The oiran lady was satisfied, she lowered her head shyly, with a smile on her brows, obviously very happy.
"No, I'm just not as hypocritical as others and like to tell the truth!" Fang Jingzhi continued.
"Young Master~~~" The oiran's voice was like honey, so sweet that it made you sick, and her eyes were full of affection, making her more and more charming. She didn't know when her thighs were wrapped around Fang Jingzhi's waist: " The young master will tease people, if he really thinks they are beautiful, why haven't he come to see them for so long!"
I'm afraid you'll die in bed, dear!
"I'm afraid that if I have too much contact with beauties, I will no longer be able to let go of other women in my eyes in the future!" Fang Jingzhi smiled and gently hugged the oiran in his arms.
The oiran bit her plump lips, leaned closer to her, and said, "Young Master is making fun of me again!"
"That must not be the case. Madam Power is so beautiful, how could I be willing to lie to you!" Fang Jingzhi said.
The oiran lady gave a sweet smile and said in a rather resentful tone: "I know how to say nice things to deceive my slaves, but the young master obviously looks down on me!"
Fang Jingzhi gave a bad smile: "If you don't like it, why did your wife's bed get a new one?"
Fang Jingzhi's hand had changed places unknowingly, and the oiran lady said coquettishly: "I hate it."
"Damn it, it's still behind you!"
At some point, the curtains on the bed fell down, and with a rhythmic creaking sound, the copper flower on the curtains began to sway gently.
After you understand... (There is no way, you can't get through it!)
Fang Jingzhi played with the hair of the court lady, and the court lady lay on Fang Jingzhi's chest, and the two of them chatted about each other.
"By the way, Master, does he know that Xiang Hu's nephew was beaten today?"
Fang Jingzhi's eyes narrowed slightly. This courtesan seemed to be too concerned about Hu Weiyong's affairs.
Either the family had good luck in the past few days, or the dandy was beaten today.
However, the beating of Guo Zhen and Hu Xiangyan by Li Kui'er happened right on the bank of the Qinhuai River, so it is not an exaggeration for the oiran lady to know about it.
"I know, I heard that he was beaten by a group of official ladies!" Fang Jingzhi said: "It seems that there was also a young master from the Marquis' family who was beaten."
The courtesan's chin rested on Fang Jingzhi's chest, and she stared at him with a pair of charming and passionate eyes. She chuckled and said, "I heard that these official ladies are here for a young man who is as handsome as a young man." Hands, and Marquis Yongchang also made a big fuss in Yingtian Mansion to save this young man!"
"I'm not sure about this!" Fang Jingzhi said casually: "Maybe it's because this young man is so handsome that Marquis Yongchang and the officials want to take him home to be his son-in-law!"
As a member of the "Jianghu", Fang Jingzhi knows the importance of playing tricks when the situation arises, especially in a place like Jiaofangsi.
As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes. The more you say, the more you expose.
Moreover, there is no telling how many secrets this Jiaofang Secretary has hidden behind him.
At least Lao Zhu will have many people.
It’s impossible to say that this powerful oiran is Lao Zhu’s person, so I’m here to find out the truth in a roundabout way!
"I have heard a piece of news about Marquis Yongchang." The oiran lady added: "I heard that Marquis Yongchang has been traveling to various noble houses recently, promoting a thing called cigarettes, claiming that this product is beneficial to the country and the people. , related to the entire Ming Dynasty, have you ever heard of it?"
You must have never heard of it. I have that thing in my pocket!
But this oiran lady is worried a little too much.
Fang Jingzhi nodded: "I have heard of it, it seems to be something that can make people happy!"
The oiran lady showed an expression like this: "Young master knows so much. Could it be that he knows Marquis Yongchang?"
Fang Jingzhi frowned and changed the topic casually: "There is no chance, but the smell of Lady Mi Mi is so delicious. What petals did you use to clean your body?"
The oiran lady said in a sweet voice: "How can I use any flower petals to scrub my body? I just use the milk soap bought by the servant. Have you ever heard of it? I heard that the owner of this soap business is a man who is about the same age as the young master." There’s a similar young man here!”
"Really, that's not clear, but has Madam Power ever heard of Invincible Hot Wheels..."
"Young master, how good or bad are you..."
…
Fang Jingzhi left the oiran's courtyard.
He is a moral person, not one of those scholars who has no bottom line. It is not good to promote prostitution in the daytime.
The oiran lady was also a little unreasonable. She actually changed to a very hard bed. After one night, her knees and buttocks hurt a lot, which greatly affected his performance.
So he set his sights on the courtyard next door.
Madam Shishi’s bed should be very soft.
