The most powerful minister in the world

Li Chang, the governor of the Jiangnan Provincial Government, took advantage of the night to listen to wonderful songs and enjoy the dancing in his house. The water snake waists of the Jiangnan dancers were looming under the gauze, and when paired with a sip of fine wine, they looked as if they were gods.

All the officials from Jiangnan Province were present tonight, all shaking their heads and marveling at the beauty of a certain dancer.

Li Chang twirled his wine glass lightly and looked sideways at a military commander sitting side by side with him under the dim candlelight and said with a cheerful smile: "Master General?"

Wang Xishan, the commander-in-chief of Jiangnan Province, had a fierce face, and a scar beside his ear temple extended to his chin. At this time, he was dressed in black and had a solemn expression.

"Sir Governor, what do you want me to do with you?"

Li Chang had long been accustomed to his unruly character, and he didn't want to ask this battle-hardened forward general to say a few pleasant words.

"Did that young man give you any trouble?"

"No," Wang Xishan rubbed his frostbitten palms on the battlefield, "The military power is in my hands. Although he has the power to control two matters, the imperial court has its own regulations. I have never heard of all the officers and soldiers. All in one place.”

"Hahaha, that's great. This young man from Beijing, who has a good father, really thinks that we are vegetarians. How can he scare us with just a few harmless words? "

The official sitting down also echoed: "That is, let him wait for a while. When he sees that there is nothing he can do, he will naturally lick his face and come to us to beg us."

"With the Governor and the Chief Soldier here, I'm not afraid of what kind of trouble he can cause. After all, we still have to rely on us to suppress the bandits. No matter how many heads and six arms he has, I don't believe that he can kill hundreds of thousands of bandits on his own."

Li Chang was stroking his beard and was a little tipsy. Hearing the flattery of the people below him, he even got drunker. He muttered a few lines of poems but suddenly remembered something. He tilted his body and asked in a low voice: "General Wang." , are there any arrangements from above?"

"I received a letter yesterday, with only two words."

"May I ask which words they are?"

Wang Xishan, whose eyes were fluctuating, took a sip from his wine glass and said, "Hang on."

Li Chang, who retracted his body, kept stroking his beard as if thinking. After a while, he smiled slightly and said: "I understand, that person wants to muddy the waters of Jiangnan Road, and then wait and see what happens."

"General Wang, we owe this honor to you, and we must do our best to do our best."

"That's good. The guy said that the young man from Beijing has a bad temper. He should cooperate, but don't let him do things too smoothly. He has to get by on his face."

"Of course, of course, hahaha, General Wang, I'll toast you."

The moonlit night was hazy, and the bamboo forest was rustling. Jingxi, who was trying to prevent Lian'er from escaping, naturally had no idea what those foxes were talking about.

He was busy haggling with Lian'er over the price.

Lan'er's face was rosy, and her heartbeat was beating rapidly. Before the ethical principles could weave together the hinge of reason, the lingering heat wave shattered it.

"Sir, please calm down, Lian'er is scared."

The slanted skirt and robe on Lian'er's body had long since faded away, leaving only the thin undershirt and underwear. Jingxi's hand slowly moved up to the Yufeng Mountains, and then he got out of hand.

"Well, sir, if you keep doing this, you're going to scream!"

"Hey~ You and I are the only two people in this courtyard. This is not the first time for you, my dear wife, to have your family law enforced by the master. Are you still not used to it?"

"Hmph~ How can I adapt to it?" Lian'er's two small hands pulled Jingxi's sinful hand, but she couldn't match the strength. Instead, her inner clothes slipped slightly, revealing a gleam of whiteness on her shoulders.

Jingxi's pupils shrank sharply, he gritted his teeth secretly, took a long breath, lifted the quilt, hugged Lian'er sideways with his hands and said, "Sleep with the young master tonight, please don't mess around, okay Lian'er?"

The curtain was pressed against Jingxi's strong chest, a blush on her cheeks, and she muttered, "Young Master has already acted recklessly."

The temperature in the quilt is continuing to rise. The two of them are close to each other. Lian'er is afraid to breathe because he is afraid that if he relaxes a little, a trace of red will be left soon.

But surprisingly, Jingxi didn't do anything too extreme. He just blew out the candles and buried his head in bed.

After seeing no movement for a long time, Lian'er dared to open her eyes, moved her body upward, and faced Jingxi's amber eyes that shone brightly in the darkness.

Now, their eyes met each other and they were silent for a long time. This situation made Lian'er tremble all over, and her little tongue rubbed her white teeth.

"Lian'er, you smell so good~"

"Sir, you are talking nonsense again. The curtain has neither rouge, gouache, nor perfume, so where does the fragrance come from?"

Jingxi stroked Lian'er's tight jade back with one hand and said with a smile, "That's the fragrance of a virgin."

There was already a thin layer of sweat on Lan'er's forehead, and a few strands of green hair on her temples clung to her red cheeks, softly like the sound of a bird flapping its wings: "Young master, please go to bed quickly, Lan'er won't run away, but Young Master is not allowed to mess around."

Jingxi snickered secretly. After all these years, he rarely teased this girl before. Firstly, she was a child before she came here. Secondly, he was often away from the capital. The military mansion in southern Xinjiang was also in turmoil because of something, so he didn't see her all year round. Less than a few faces.

This year is different, this girl has grown into a twenty-year-old girl, and she looks like a young lotus with sharp horns.

If Jingxi had never thought about her before, but now as a man, a man of strong blood, this little beauty is right in front of him, so if he doesn't love her more, wouldn't it be a waste of his blood?

"Do you really hate Young Master doing this?"

Laner was silent for a long time, squirming in Jingxi's arms.

She blinked her innocent almond-shaped eyes and murmured shyly: "How could Lian'er hate what Young Master does~ It's just... It's just that Lian'er is afraid of gossiping about Young Master outside."

"Whoever dares to say that, I will break three of his legs!"

"Young Master~ Lian'er is just a maid. If she does something she shouldn't do, she will feel uneasy. Besides, before Sister Mei left the capital, she repeatedly warned Lian'er to look at the young master. Lian'er can't... "

Jingxi chuckled and said, "If your sister agrees with us..."

"Lian'er doesn't believe it, the young master will lie to others."

Jingxi really wanted to cry without tears. What kind of world is this? No one believes the truth anymore. He can't let Liu Ningmei write a letter to prove it. Then his third leg must have just started riding. Soon after he raised his whip, he died young.

"Good Lian'er, no one will know...just once, just once, okay?" Jingxi twisted her body as if coquettishly.

"No, if you don't want others to know, unless you don't do anything about it, I'd better stop thinking about it, sir. Lian'er won't agree!"