The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 301: The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there

Zhu Dalang was orphaned since childhood. He joined the army when he was over ten years old. His father did not like him. However, this adversity made him develop a cynical and carefree personality. In addition to his bravery and good fighting skills, he was also a famous archer in the Bian army. He lived a simple and plain life during the march and battle, so he won the hearts of the soldiers.

But as he ascended to the throne by killing his father, his lifestyle became more equal and extravagant. He had servants coming and going like clouds, and his pomp was comparable to that of a saint. Zhu San's concubines were also well served in the palace. The already magnificent Bianliang Palace, with careful care, had become a crown-worthy divine palace.

The carved railings and jade ornaments should still be there, but the red face has changed.

It is clear that the Temple of the Guardian, where the Saint Queen of Heaven once lived, has a new owner.

Zhu Dalang moved around the Liang Palace, but in the end he still felt that the Jiade Hall, which his father had built to imitate the Han Dynasty for his stepmother, was comfortable and grand. All day long, apart from the necessary military and political training, he would hide in the Jiade Hall to have fun and have a party. He drew on Chen Zhaoyi and whipped Li Meiren. He ordered Liu Cairen and others to fight the guards, and whoever surrendered first would be dragged to fight.

It hasn't been long since he beat her, but she has already made so many beautiful women unable to get out of bed.

Recently I keep dreaming about the old ghost taking my life and seeking pleasure every night.

At this time, the midnight banquet in the Bronze Sparrow Tower and the revelry of wine and meat in the main hall have just subsided. Cups and plates are in disarray, clothes and hairpins are scattered all over the floor, and the carpet is wet, with piles of meat and cushions lying on the ground. The heavy curtains are swaying. The Bodhisattva sits upright on the shrine. The golden lotus lamp flickers. The incense burner emits curling strange fragrance and smoke. The whole Jiade Hall is shrouded in mist.

The female eunuch who was in charge of cleaning was so tired that she collapsed and dozed off little by little in the dark place.

Outside Zhang Hui's bedroom, a dozen barefoot and bare-armed ladies in green shirts and white bellybands sat on Hu beds with their chins propped up, curled up on the carpet, half asleep and half awake, and listening for calls. These were still "ugly freaks" who could not enter the bedroom for personal service. Zhu Dalang was picky about the ladies who served his private life, and he always interviewed them personally. In the bedroom, there were seven or eight wives and concubines in gold and jade clothes and white gauze, and twenty or so young girls who were only wearing blasphemous clothes were lying around. You sleep under the bed, and I sit at the head of the bed. Some hugged Zhu Dalang's feet and massaged them, some rubbed his chest, some mixed drinks, and some held silver basins of hot water. Zhu Dalang, who was just drunk like a dead dog, snored like thunder. When Zhu Dalang called out, I didn't know how many soft jades would gather around him and move around, maka baka.

"Cough... Ho... Ho! A choking sound as if he was about to die was heard.

"Saint, here." Concubine Xu leaned over and handed over the container.

Zhu Dalang didn't even open his eyes, just listened to the sound and determined the location: "Tui!"

"Honey water, honey water!" He shouted again, "What kind of wine is this? It tastes so bad. My heart feels like it's on fire and my mouth feels like it's burning like the sun is shining!"

"Saint, calm down." Lady Li quickly helped Zhu Dalang to rest his head on her smooth thighs and fed him honey water in small sips with a golden spoon: "Are you feeling better?"

“Baji, baji…” Zhu Dalang licked his lips and muttered in his sleep: “Don’t scream…”

Before he finished his words, the snoring started again.

Beside the pillow, Cui Yingying couldn't stand the pig-like snoring any more, so she rubbed her haggard brows, tiptoed to lift the quilt, got out of bed, and sat aside, propping her forehead up to sleep.

She was originally the wife of Zhu Yougong. Zhu Yougong often spoke ill of Zhu Dalang to Zhu Wen, nearly killing him several times. So after the Daochang Temple Incident, Zhu Dalang killed Zhu Yougong and took his wife and daughter.

In the candlelit bedroom, besides Zhu Dalang's snoring, there were only a few suppressed sobs from someone who was not sure, but they were fleeting. Cui Yingying rested her elbows on the table, but she was not asleep, and was also quietly holding back tears.

The clear night light condenses and falls on the windowsill.

Cui Yingying looked at the bright moon with eye shadow, and the mist accumulated in her eyes could not be held back, and it dripped onto the table with a few drops.

The story is too unbearable to recall in the moonlight!
She had such a noble status and such outstanding beauty, but she was abducted by Zhu Yougong and raped by Zhu Dalang.

How unfortunate, looking back on the past brings only fear and sadness.

How unfortunate it is that looking back on the past, there is only loneliness and desolation.

But she dared not cry. The bitter and salty taste in her throat was the tears that she had swallowed. Cui Yingying just propped up her forehead and looked at the crescent moon in the sky. She seemed to be missing her family, or like a bird in prison, longing for freedom.

Suddenly, Cui Yingying, who had keen senses, heard a vague conversation outside the hall and hurriedly wiped away her tears.

Then Zhu Dalang was heard yelling from his bed: "Whose stray dogs are these? They are barking in the middle of the night. Spring is here, are they in heat? Lady Li, go out and take a look. Give them a couple of kicks!"

According to Zhu Dalang's habit, usually he would not enter the palace in the middle of the night, and he would wait for him to get up. Fortunately, Zhu Dalang had been in the army for a long time, and he always knew the difference between the important and the unimportant, so no matter how indulgent he was, he would get up at dawn the next day.

Hearing Zhu Dalang's violent shout, Lady Li quickly responded in fear: "Yes, sir."

He rubbed his bruised butt and walked out slowly.

When they arrived at the palace gate, they saw the military advisor Zuo Chuji and the chief guard Liu Chongxin.

"Don't you know the Marshal's time?"

"Madam." It was late at night and humid. Liu Zhongxin's eyes fell on Lady Li, who was only wearing a bellyband, and fell on a pair of bare shoulders and collarbones. He crossed his hands and lowered his head, and then fell on a pair of bare thighs and the end of the legs: "...Uh, the left judge said that there was something important, and if he couldn't see the commander, he would go to the street to beat the alarm drum, so I had to..."

Hearing the strange pauses in his voice and the slight sound of swallowing saliva, Concubine Li raised the lamp and saw a greasy, silly smile flash across Liu Zhongxin's dark, fat and rough face.

Concubine Li was so frightened that her face turned pale and she stepped back violently, as if there was a piece of red-hot iron under her feet. She covered her exposed chest and moved to the blasphemous part of her lower body: "Liu Zhongxin, where are you looking at!"

Liu Zhong's confidence trembled, and he lowered his head humbly and explained seriously. Lady Li's face turned cold and her eyes turned red. Although she did not take Zhu Dalang seriously, she had been played by him after all. What kind of mentality is it to order a woman out when she is dressed like this?
So aggrieved.

After calming down, Lady Li was angry and ashamed, but she had to say shyly: "The Marshal asked me to kick you twice..."

Ah? Even though Zuo Chuji knew that Zhu Dalang was extremely irritable, he was still dumbfounded.

Liu Zhongxin knelt on one knee, pressed his hand on the floor, and said righteously: "Please punish me, Madam!"

Lady Li was sad and unhappy.

Under the light, she clearly saw that Liu Zhongxin was suppressing his excitement.

You can guess what kind of dirty thoughts they have with your toes.

"Bang, bang." Lady Li suppressed her nausea, lifted her feet, which had blue veins like green marrow in jade, and kicked each of them twice.

The machine face on the left does not change color.

Liu Zhongxin's heart was pounding wildly, and his fire was burning. He wanted to go home immediately and grab his wife to mate with her. This head can't be washed for the time being. I'll go back and wrap it with silk to leave the smell, hehe...

"Madam, please wake up the Marshal quickly!" Zuo Chuji urged.

Lady Li raised her eyebrows and glared at Zuo Chuji.

She covered her face with her hands and turned away, her face was about to cry, it was really pitiful to see her: "I dare not ..."

The day before yesterday, she was whipped ten times for not making the right tea. The crackling of the bamboo cane made Lady Li cry out in agony. Her blood-red buttocks, covered with mottled scars, had just scabbed over. If she offended Zhu Dalang again, wouldn't she be living a life worse than death?
After all, Lady Li only has one butt, and she can't beat it up every two days.

Zuo Chuji invited her three times, but Concubine Li just shook her head and ordered her to leave.

Zuo Chuji kept stamping his feet and was about to leave when a tired and dying "Aiya!" was heard from the hall.

All the concubines who were sleeping or awake outside the door and inside the room jumped up at once.

A rustling sound was heard, and countless beautiful and tender girls rushed towards Zhu Dalang.

"You go back." Lady Li waved her hand and hurried back with the lantern in hand.

Listening to the noise inside, Zuo Chuji simply opened his voice and said, "Marshal! The situation in Guanyuan has changed drastically!"

Lady Li was so anxious that she raised her fists, gritted her teeth, and begged him to shut up. Liu Zhongxin was so stunned by the pillars that he wanted to pounce on the beauty and peel her clean like peeling bamboo shoots.

"I don't know where this old corpse was dug out, what a troublemaker!" Concubine Li cursed angrily.

Zuo Chuji shouted for the third time: "The West has undergone a dramatic change. I need an audience with you!" "Stop shouting!" A broad voice echoed from the Jiade Hall: "Three hundred and sixty-five days, I always get up before the roosters do. I can't wait any longer... What dramatic change is this? Let's investigate and see if it's worth the haste."

Concubine Li pointed at Zuo Chuji with a bitter face, then turned around and entered the hall with a lantern.

Zuo Chuji walked quickly in small steps.

The hall was filled with the smell of alcohol and vomit, and women were lying on the ground, sleeping on all fours. The lewd scene of wine and women was shocking.

Entering the bedroom, the air was filled with a strange fragrance and body odor, and was filled with sexy concubines holding all kinds of utensils.

Each of them is beautiful and well-mannered.

No Chinese or foreign robes, just a small jacket with pockets close to the body.

She had a gauze belt around her waist and was barefoot.

There is no veil covering the shoulders, and the arms and legs are bare.

She put her bare hands around the tiger's mouth and pressed her lower abdomen.

Several ladies in golden and jade robes sat cross-leggedly on the side.

It is like four saints testing one’s Zen mind and thousands of immortals gathering in one pond.

Just looking at Zuo Chuji who was blushing.

Zhu Dalang propped his face up with his hands, his long hair hanging down the edge of the bed, and he lay cross-legged on the edge of the bed. The red candles shone brightly, and the beauty knelt at the head and foot of the bed, on the bed and under the bed, gently pounding, kneading and massaging various parts of his body.

Zhu Dalang looked tired, and he was weak from the inside out. His eyes seemed half open. "A sudden change in the West? What kind of sudden change? Did Emperor Li let the one-eyed dragon kill him?"

Zuo Chuji simply presented the notice that had been sent back from Luoyang, which had already been kept at a high level.

Xu Ji, whose hips were as curvy as Zhang Hui's, took it, knelt under the bed, and held it in front of Zhu Dalang. After drinking a few sips of milk from the white porcelain container held by Liu Ji to moisten his throat, Zhu Dalang cast a glance at her and said, "Let me see what's going on..."

After a quick glance, Zhu Dalang's eyes widened into copper bells: "Did I see it wrong? Or are Zhu Youlun and Xu Huaiyu lying to me? Bring me the lantern!"

Yun Ji knelt down and held up the Green Bird Lantern.

Zhu Dalang snatched the document from Xu Ji and just flipped it over and over under the light, making a slight "hiss..." sound.

There are few uneducated people among his concubines, and they are well-informed about current affairs. Seeing him like this, they feel uneasy.

Could it be that Emperor Li is attacking?
Everyone has heard about how the daughter of the Zhao family in Chenzhou, the sisters of the Queen of Heaven, and the Stone Concubine were dragged into the palace and wantonly humiliated after entering the court. Not to mention the beautiful girls of the right age, such as Zhao Yanran, Zhao Zi, and Zhao Meng, even the 40-year-old Lin and Mrs. Cai... Oh!

If Zhu Dalang fell, I would not know by whom I would be captured, and I dare not imagine what would happen if I fell into the hands of the Ghost King.

"Bang." Zhu Dalang jumped off the bed with a swift movement, his agility was in stark contrast to his pale face. Several beauties were about to put socks on him and dress him, but Zhu Dalang attacked from both sides and pushed six of them away!

"Emperor Li's response method is exactly the strategy I mentioned during our casual chat. I also expected to drive Li Keyong away... But I didn't expect such a great victory! He crushed him with ease, killing and capturing more than 60,000 people! Li Keyong had 50,000 soldiers, but only 10,000 of them returned. The one-eyed dragon is indeed a coward, but I'm afraid he is not so useless. Tens of thousands of Jin troops are heading to Jinjiang. This means that Li Keyong is in trouble! Emperor Li's army is already exhausted and the rest of the army is also exhausted. Li Keyong is also in a panic."

"Will Emperor Li pursue his victory to Jiangzhou and fight against the Jin reinforcements?"

"If the king and his subjects fight again in Jinjiang, I will seize the opportunity to lead my troops into Pu and intervene in the aftermath. Is there any hope that I can destroy both families together?"

Zhu Dalang's face was full of excitement, and he murmured to himself: "Emperor Li is...stupid, Li Keyong is...stupid. Why do I feel that this opportunity to turn things around is coming?"

Zuo Chuji's expression was cold: "The saint defeated all the heroes and is difficult to deal with. I think we should be cautious in this situation."

“Why should I be cautious?” Zhu Dalang just walked around happily among the concubines, with his hands behind his back: “He and I can only fight to the death. Reconciliation is absolutely impossible! Do you think that I am afraid of him after returning from the defeat in Hengshui? There were rebellions in front and military chaos in the back, and internal fighting. I was still the commander of the army, but I was almost defeated by his Jingnan army... Sooner or later, there will be another round of battles, it’s just a matter of who will start first... Now, it is impossible to predict his next move..."

Zhu Dalang waved his hand and the concubines left the bedroom.

Zhu Dalang turned around and knelt on the mat: "Think about what the saint would do?"

Zuo Chuji shook his head: "The saint's style of doing things is something that even the officials in the court may not understand."

Zhu Dalang scratched his head and smiled: "Think about how he has been here, how many times he has gambled with his own life, his family's life, and Sheng Tang's life! He is very ambitious and likes to gamble. But if he can always win, it is not gambling, he always has his unique vision. This is his style. If he thinks this thing can succeed, he will gamble to the death."

"Can we recover Hedong? Definitely not."

"Can we copy the old operation and demolish the big vassal? We need to win at least two battles and completely destroy the prestige of the Zhuxie family. Can we kill Li Keyong? We can defeat Li Keyong in Jinjiang and then unite the princes to lay siege to the city."

"Can the army conquer all cities and take over the fertile land of Lingxia? It's as easy as pie."

Zhu Dalang's emotions gradually calmed down. He just stroked his beard and smiled, "It's obvious now. I will resolutely oppose everything the enemy advocates! If he dares to attack Jinjiang, I will dare to send his father-in-law and son-in-law to heaven in the river."

"Send a letter to Xu Huaiyu first. Take this opportunity to take over Zezhou and Huaizhou first! Emperor Li is at odds with the One-Eyed Dragon. If I take over Zezhou and Huaizhou, he will lose all the tribute from the ten northern towns of Sheng, Yun, Lu, Jin, Zhao, Wei, Yan, Cang, Qi, and Yi. If he attacks Tongwan City, I will commit suicide to defend Liang and destroy Xiangyang. If I take over Shaanxi and Xiangyang, I will cut off his only remaining tax revenue from the Han River. All the wealth in the east and south will be gone!"

Zhu Dalang clapped his hands and sighed: "All gone......"

Zuo Chuji met his gaze: "So, what can we do if there is another Jingnan War?"

"So what? It's as if he won't bother me if I'm a loyal minister." Zhu Dalang shrugged. "Let's talk about the Jingnan Rebellion later. If it succeeds, it succeeds. If not, I die. It's nothing to worry about. For now, I'll disgust him to death! Have you written the order for Xu Huaiyu?"

Zuo Chuji handed it over.

Zhu Dalang took a look at it and returned it to him: "Send it to Luoyang overnight. Also, send a message to all the cavalry and infantry troops inside and outside. Get the swords and guns out of the warehouse, the soldiers back to the camp, and the horses fattened up. All of them, keep them busy and obey my orders at any time. Okay, you can go back now."

"Here."

"Don't be so startled next time and disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night... If you do it again, I'll give you two lumps of ass!" Zhu Dalang said finally.

After saying that, he smiled and fell onto the bed with a bang: "My daughters, come back and serve me. One-eyed dragon, one-eyed dragon, you really know how to create opportunities for others......"

Dozens of beautiful women were singing and dancing outside the door, and suddenly the fragrant wind blew and rushed into the bedroom.

Zuo Chuji bowed and left.

"Saint~" All the beautiful women in the room bowed in astonishment.

Zhu Dalang sat up.

His eyes fell on the strong white thighs of Mrs. Jingxiang Liu. From the bottom up, he stared at her intently, and a blazing fire slowly rose in his eyes.

Liu smiled sweetly, covering half of her face with her sleeves, and stretched out one of her jade feet, slightly bent and standing on tiptoe. Her rose-colored eyes shyly glanced at him, pretending to peek, "Nunu is scared."

“Hu, hu…” Zhu Dalang was breathing heavily.

"Ah!" With a charming cry, Zhu Dalang grabbed Liu's white and tender wrist and put it on his crotch: "Bitch! I'm going to make you pay today. I was born to punish bad women!"

There are always scumbags in the world, why can't this person be me? Being a scumbag in order to punish bad women is also a great merit.

Zhu Dalang's compassionate thoughts.

(End of this chapter)