Daqin: The Greatest Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Mr. Su Xuan once said in The Strategies of the Warring States that water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Although Daliang is located in a plain with convenient transportation, it has no strategic location to defend. Once someone floods Daliang, the State of Wei will be in danger."

"Sir, you have a very insightful opinion. Do you have any solution?"

After three rounds of drinking, Wei Wuji officially started to get to the point.

"Su Dai, the younger brother of Su Qin, once proposed the method of flooding Daliang. I am just borrowing the words of my predecessors, but I can't say that I have any profound insights."

Su Xuan didn't take any of Wei Wuji's flattery to heart.

He shook his head and said in a deep voice, "As for the solution, why do you ask when you know the answer? Didn't you attack Guancheng of Han just to control Xingze?"

"Sir, is there no other solution?" Wei Wuji smiled bitterly.

Su Xuan shook his head.

Even if he has it, he won’t tell.

Wei Wuji sighed softly upon hearing this.

He had repeatedly advised King Wei on the importance of Guancheng, but unfortunately the King of Wei did not take it seriously at all.

He knew that all this was the result of his stealing the talisman to save Zhao. His fame was known throughout the world, which attracted many talented people to him.

But at the same time, because of his reputation and status, the King of Wei began to be suspicious of him, and even took away his military power under the Qin State's strategy of sowing discord.

After being treated like this, he became disheartened and simply stopped attending court. He indulged himself in wine and sex and wantonly indulged himself.

"Sir, do you have any idea of ​​becoming an official? Wei Wuji can strongly recommend you to the King of Wei." After a long silence, Wei Wuji spoke again.

Su Xuan shook his head and politely declined Wei Wuji's offer, saying that he only wanted to travel around the countries for the time being.

The ship is about to sink to the bottom of the sea. If he gets on board now, isn't that courting death?

If it were the time of Wei Wenhou or Wei Wuhou, he might have considered it carefully, but at this time, he should just forget it.

Wei Wuji seemed to see that Su Xuan was not interested in this, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

He glanced at Su Xuan and Jing Wei, who were behaving intimately, and chuckled, "Sir, you have been exhausted from the journey, so I won't bother you any more. Wei Wuji will come to visit you another day."

After the banquet, Wei Wuji left.

Su Xuan and Jingwei were led by the housekeeper to an independent house and courtyard.

The several peach trees in the courtyard are already green and budding.

Only then did Su Xuan realize that it was already early spring.

Chapter 31: Jingwei (Part )

Spring is the season of revival of all things.

In the courtyard, Su Xuan held Jingwei's small hand and stroked it gently. He could clearly feel a delicate and warm touch.

Her skin is as white as jade, making people unable to let go.

Normally, people who practice martial arts will have some calluses on the palms, but Su Xuan could not feel any at all.

"There is a sentence in the Book of Songs to describe a woman: her hands are as soft as catkins, her skin is as white as cream, her neck is as white as a cicada, her teeth are as white as a gourd, and her forehead is as long as a cicada's and her eyebrows are as beautiful as moth's."

Su Xuan looked at Jingwei without hesitation and chuckled, "She is exactly the same as Miss Rushuang."

Jingwei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyelids drooped, as if she wanted to pretend to be shy, "I am just a willow, and I don't deserve such praise from you, sir."

Her voice was clear and cool, like an icy spring on a snowy mountain, crisp and pleasant to the ear.

"Rushuang, Rushuang, you are too modest." Su Xuan laughed dumbly and continued, "Rushuang played the piano before, and the music was moving. I am also quite interested in piano music. I wonder if Rushuang can teach me?"

Aren't all Confucianists proficient in the six arts of a gentleman? As a disciple of Master Xun, he should be even better. Why does he need to learn from me?

Jingwei had some understanding of Su Xuan, who was famous among the seven countries.

Although she was confused, she did not show it and instead did what Kotohime was supposed to do.

"Sir, you are too polite. It is my honor." Jingwei bowed deeply.

Jingwei placed the zither on the table and knelt on the cushion. Just as she was about to play the zither, both of her hands were held by Su Xuan, and his whole body pressed against her.

She could feel the broad chest, the strong shoulders, the rumbling heartbeat.

Her whole body froze for a moment at this moment.

"Rushuang, is it okay for you to teach me like this?" He leaned very close, and a few strands of naughty hair gently tickled his cheeks, feeling a little itchy.

"Yeah." She nodded slightly and responded.

clank!

The sound of the piano caresses, and smooth and beautiful piano music is played.

However, Su Xuan's attention was not on the sound of the piano at all.

He held Jingwei's soft hands with both hands, and gently rubbed the back of her hands with his five fingertips, as if he was playing with exquisite jade.

What a pair of slender and soft hands!

People who are good at playing the piano have extremely flexible fingers.

Looking at the hands stroking the strings of the zither, Su Xuan couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like when these delicate hands played music in the future.

For a young girl like Xue Nu who is just beginning to fall in love, Su Xuan can proceed step by step and slowly touch her heartstrings, but this obviously won't work on the killer Jing Wei.

During this period, Jingwei had not yet been influenced by Wuming. In her eyes, completing the mission was the most important thing, and she could give up everything for the mission.

And this is exactly what Su Xuan can take advantage of.

Her mission is to assassinate Wei Wuji, so she must play the role of Qin Ji well. Only by staying in Wei Wuji's mansion can she have the opportunity to assassinate him.

Once the identity is exposed, the difficulty of the next assassination will increase exponentially.

After the song was over, Su Xuan took Jingwei's hand and led her into the room.

"Rushuang, since Xinling Jun gave you to me, you will be mine from now on, do you know that?" Su Xuan asked again.

Jingwei nodded.

Su Xuan showed a smile of success. He put his hands on Jingwei's snow-white shoulders and let her sit at the head of the bed.

"Does Rushuang know the responsibilities and obligations she should fulfill as a concubine?"

Su Xuan held Jingwei's soft hand, looked at her with a smile, and sat down beside Jingwei while speaking.

He naturally hugged Jingwei's soft waist and whispered softly in her ear, "The most important duty of a concubine is to sleep with her."

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While feeling the softness and fullness, Su Xuan did not forget to observe Jingwei's reaction.

The person in front of him is far from being as weak and gullible as she appears. Her true strength is something that even Su Xuan has to treat with caution.

This is a rose with thorns. Although it is fragrant and attractive, it may hurt you at any time.

So he always remained vigilant, and if anything went wrong, he would withdraw immediately.

Of course, he took this opportunity to not be idle. The hand that was hugging Jingwei's waist had already been placed on those slender and round beautiful legs.

Her legs are well-proportioned and firm, her skin is delicate, smooth as butter, and so tender that it seems like water can be squeezed out of it.

In his previous life, he had wanted to play with this pair of beautiful legs. Now that he had finally achieved his wish, he naturally wanted to savor them carefully.

Jingwei lowered his eyes and his breathing was slightly disordered, and he didn't know whether it was out of shame or anger.

She never expected that Su Xuan would be so outspoken and asked her to sleep with him right from the start.

This caught her off guard. According to her thinking, no matter what, there must be a process. However, Su Xuan was different from ordinary people. He jumped directly to the last step.

What should I do? Should I agree to him or reject him?

If it were under normal circumstances, Jingwei would naturally not be in such a dilemma as she is now. She would most likely stab Su Xuan to death with one sword.

But it's different now. She has to carry out the mission of assassinating Wei Wuji. She has already spent a lot of energy to disguise herself as Qin Ji and sneak into Wei Wuji's mansion. If she is exposed at this time, all her previous efforts will be wasted.

The next assassination attempt will be even more difficult.

Thanks to the ideas that Luowang had been instilling in her, she made a decision quickly.

"Sir, you are a famous Confucian scholar, famous in seven countries, talented and insightful, while I am just a farm girl, with a weak figure..." Jingwei raised her head, revealing her beautiful eyes, glanced at Su Xuan, then lowered her head and spoke softly.

Su Xuan stretched out his right hand, lifted Jingwei's smooth chin, and placed his right index finger between her lips, stopping her from speaking.

"Rushuang said that I have extraordinary vision, so would the woman I like be just a plain girl?" Su Xuan asked with a smile.

Jingwei was obviously stunned for a moment.

Is this just shooting oneself in the foot?

Before she could think about it, she felt a gentle touch. Her eyes widened slightly and her expression became strange.

Su Xuan had a perfect grasp of the timing, he only took a brief taste and stopped, and separated at the first touch.

From physical contact to advanced movements, he was breaking through Jingwei's defenses step by step.

There is a term in this world called sunk cost. As more and more advantages are taken, Jingwei's inner balance will gradually tilt without Su Xuan saying much.

"Confucius said, 'It is better to happen today than to choose a day, and it is better to do it now than to choose a time. Now that spring is in full bloom, it is a good time for you and me to get married." Su Xuan pressed on step by step, not giving Jingwei any time to hesitate.

"What does Rushang think?" He finally asked.

Jingwei sighed softly and convinced himself.

All this is for the mission!

Chapter 32: Jingwei (Part )

"Of course I am willing to serve you, sir."

She pursed her red lips, her eyes were slightly evasive, her hands tightly grasped her dress, and she looked like she was ready to be taken advantage of.

hiss~

Su Xuan took a deep breath. This was really too good.

Could it be that someone had taught Jingwei specifically before she sneaked in?

Come to think of it, it would be strange if nothing happened between a woman with such a beautiful appearance who took the initiative to approach Wei Wuji.

But the good thing is that all of this paid off in the end.

Whenever he thought of Wei Wuji, for some reason, Su Xuan always felt an inexplicable sense of excitement.

Come to think of it, I haven't thanked him properly yet. When I have the chance, I will definitely give him a return gift.

But that is all in the future. For Su Xuan, the most important thing is what is happening right now.

He took off his robe neatly, strode forward, picked up Jingwei by the waist, and sat casually on the head of the bed.

Jingwei bit her lips lightly, her eyes were rippling, and her belt was gradually untied.

However, a pair of large hands stopped her movements.

She looked at Su Xuan with some confusion.

"Husbands and wives should have some fun occasionally. How can I let you, Rushuang, do this? Naturally, I have to serve you!"

Looking at his righteous words and the way he took on so many responsibilities, I actually thought he was considerate and helpful.

Su Xuan did not act too hastily. With his experience of in-depth communication with the Snow Girl, he naturally knew what to do to achieve better results.

Generally speaking, when men look at a woman, they first look at her face, second at her breasts, third at her waist, fourth at her hips, and fifth at her legs.

But Su Xuan is just the opposite. When he looks at a woman, he often likes to look at her legs first.

And now he is doing the same.

Her calves are slender and well-proportioned, and her thighs are slightly plump, a little fleshy and full of elasticity.

Two hours later, the sun was setting in the west.

Looking at Jingwei, whose eyes were dazed and who had collapsed into a pile of mud, Su Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

For a woman like Jingwei, conventional means are useless. The fastest and most effective way is to fall in love with her over a long period of time.

Jingwei lay motionless on the bed, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Even with her many years of career as a killer, she had never experienced such a fierce battle.