Either way, Boss Zhou is a rough man. He was born as a general, so he takes off his clothes whenever he wants.
God is very kind to me. Although it is autumn, it is not too cold. The sun is shining brightly and it is warm.
The other bosses were dumbfounded, but a few people from the Ministry of War were quite interested.
They had soaked in water before, it wasn't a big deal, the emperor spoke, everyone quickly took off their clothes and got into the pool with their buttocks naked.
The civil servants were a little "shy". When they saw that the emperor really asked the civil and military officials to undress him, they could only take off their clothes with a wry smile.
Han You whispered: "Your Majesty, there is a small pool dug separately in the wooden house."
"No matter how small it is, I like big ones. The bigger the better, so I want to go into the big pool."
With a cry, Boss Zhou pulled off the last piece of underwear, leaving only his crotch pants.
Han You was stunned, and many people were also stunned, with expressions of emotion on their faces.
On weekdays, everyone feels that Boss Zhou is a bit thin. Wearing a large dragon robe, it even feels like he is not just thin, but frail.
But when he took off all his clothes, everyone realized that was not the case at all.
The body is completely opposite to the fair and bookish appearance. The bronze skin is covered with scars, knife wounds, sword wounds, and penetrating wounds on the shoulders, especially the large area of burns on the back.
There are more than ten scars, large and small, all over the chest, abdomen, waist, and legs. At a glance, it is extremely shocking.
The surrounding imperial guards and military generals were in awe.
This is a man's medal, a real medal, a medal earned with one's life on the battlefield while defending one's family and one's country, not something like Pikachu depicting a dragon or a tiger.
Except for the scars, the muscles on the emperor's body were as if they were made of iron, with sharp edges and corners, which fully reflected the masculine beauty of men.
Ma Rulong, who was mingling among the crowd and pretending to be someone else, also looked confused.
Ma Laoer also has muscles, but there are no scars on his body. His proud figure pales in comparison to Boss Zhou.
Moreover, he also took a dip in a stream with the emperor back then. Boss Zhou also had scars at that time, but not so many and not so scary.
Boss Zhou noticed everyone's gaze and laughed dumbly: "They were all caused by me killing enemies when I was in the army. What's there to see? I don't know how many warriors in the army have shocking scars all over their bodies. They are even scarier than me." , it’s just that you haven’t seen it, and you don’t want to see it, so please go into the pool.”
Everyone withdrew their gazes, and the atmosphere became somewhat solemn.
This time the civil servants were even more shy. In front of the emperor, they suddenly felt a little ashamed of themselves, not just because of their figure.
Fortunately, the pool was big, so the emperor and his ministers all went down and sat on the steps beside it.
Cao Qilai also sat there, feeling that the atmosphere was becoming more and more relaxed. The more he sat, the more anxious he became. He was obviously here to ask for guilt, so why did he still get involved?
Cao Qilai, who was a bit out of his mind, asked: "Han You, your Majesty and all of you have entered the pool, why don't you?"
Han You rolled his eyes fiercely, your father has been buried, why don't you follow him?
Seeing that Han You ignored him at all, Cao Qilai pointed at the bathing masters standing in a row and shouted: "Didn't you just say that you taught them their skills? Don't interrupt, don't try to muddle through without showing off. "
Han You looked at Boss Zhou: "Your Majesty, do you want to experience it first, or let other adults..."
"I am traveling with you, just tell me what you want to do."
Han You pointed to the long bamboo platform next to him: "You have to lie down first."
"good."
With a crash, the emperor stood up, wearing wet crotchless pants, and walked over in a swaggering manner.
The eight bath masters' legs were trembling, and no one dared to come forward.
Boss Zhou sat on the bamboo platform and laughed loudly: "There are only eight places, so let's go to Shentu Aiqing and the six ministers."
The seven people couldn't help but smile bitterly, and they could only stand up, walk over, and lie down with the emperor one by one.
The eight bath masters immediately dispersed and ran towards the others, but no one approached the emperor.
"Scrub bathing, as the name suggests, involves using your cloth to rub the mud off the body. It was nothing new at the time."
The emperor laughed loudly and pointed casually: "Just come, don't be afraid."
The unlucky guy who was pointed out could only walk over miserably, his hands still trembling a little.
Wen Wu cleared his throat and said loudly: "Take off your clothes and don't bring any evil objects with you."
This is human nature. The eight bath masters still had crotchless pants. Who knew if they might be hiding something harmful? So they quickly untied their crotchless pants. They all made a loud noise, and they even turned around and broke them off. , indicating that there was nothing hidden on him.
The old eunuch was satisfied: "Be careful not to hurt His Majesty's dragon body."
The eight bathers took a deep breath, and then shouted in unison: "Thank you all distinguished guests for coming, I'm sorry!"
As soon as the words fell, the eight people slapped the cloths hard and started rubbing.
Han You was dumbfounded. Damn it, you mother, you put on crotch pants. Why are you still naked?
The emperor was unlucky enough to call Liu Shun, but the rubbing was not smooth at all. He didn't dare to do it for a long time, and the big beads of sweat were crackling.
Han You walked over quickly: "Just rub it. Your Majesty was also a general on horseback back then, so you just rubbed the back of the general in the army."
Liu Shun, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked at the honest man and nodded heavily.
"Your Majesty, those common people are just rubbing their hands."
Boss Zhou, who was lying down, smiled slightly: "As long as you have the ability to last, don't let me underestimate you."
Upon hearing this, Liu Shun relaxed a lot and began to gently rub the emperor's forehead.
Wen Wu next to him opened his mouth. We haven't touched this forehead before.
All of a sudden, the sound of "papa" was heard endlessly. The masters not only rubbed but also pressed. Han You specially found a doctor from Beijing to teach him. He didn't do it blindly. There were roughly acupuncture points.
Anyway, that's what happened, it was quite sour and refreshing.
After rubbing for a while, Boss Zhou felt that it was quite comfortable. Han You looked at Liu Shun and saw that the guy still hadn't let go. He was too weak and didn't dare to use force.
Han You said with a cheering and encouraging look: "Just come as usual for training. Don't have any worries, just come according to the training time."
Liu Shun swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Is this... is this possible?"
"Listen to me, that's right."
"good!"
Liu Shun took a deep breath, then slapped the emperor on the stomach, frowned and said: "Dear guest, you are too lazy, you can't rub it clean at all, why don't you give me some mud rub, and add some salt, it's not expensive. This is civilian information..."
Han You cursed loudly: "I told you to rub it as usual in training, but who asked you to sell it in the same way as usual training?"
Liu Shun was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of sudden realization, and began to rub harder and harder.
The civil and military officials didn't even look at him. This bastard seemed to want to kill his father's enemy with his own hands. He tried so hard that his face turned red. If His Majesty hadn't grabbed the armrest of the pillar with his backhand, he would have almost been thrown into the pool just now.
Seeing Liu Shun on the road, Han You turned around and observed several ministers.
The several ministers seemed to enjoy the massage very well. Han You was slightly relieved. Except for Liu Shun, the other eight bath masters performed very well.
Blinking at Zhou Yan beside him, Han You turned back to look at the emperor, but this time he turned around and wanted to curse again.
Liu Shun was rubbing Boss Zhou's chest, but his lower body was so droopy that he almost didn't touch Boss Zhou's face.
Boss Zhou is quite beautiful. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, but I felt a little itchy on my forehead.
This feeling reminded him of Zhou Yan's childhood, when he would poke his face with goose feathers while he was sleeping. It was quite comfortable.
