Chapter Thirty-Seven The Mistress
"Chongxin, I'll give you three divisions. How long will it take for you to take Bashan for me?" Wu Feng slowly moved his gaze from the east to the south, and suddenly turned his head and asked.
After being stunned, Liang Chongxin thought for a moment and said, "Sir, if the Lang family's garrison in Bashan is currently in Bashan, as long as there are two divisions, Chongxin is sure to solve the entire Bashan within five days! If Chongxin can give Chongxin 30,000 cavalrymen, within three days, Chongxin can sweep the Bashan!"
"Well, I'm very confident." Wu Feng nodded with satisfaction, and said nothing more. Instead, he was anxious about another person. "Sir, if you really want to attack Bashan, you must hand over the vanguard mission to our Second Guard Division. We have come here from a long distance. Don't let us run away."
"Yueshan, you can fight if you have any battles, but I'm afraid you won't be able to fight until then." Wufeng glanced at the armored man who looked a little restless, "It's just that the time is not yet ripe, and we still need to wait."
"When will you take Bashan?" Liang Chongxin had long known that his superior was not just trying to control this Kunlun Pass. It would be better not to use a barrier that cannot be used for attacks. The purpose of controlling Kunlun Pass is to gain an absolute advantage in the confrontation with the Bashan Lang family, so that once the war breaks out, his side can take Bashan in the shortest time. The Lang family has a big appetite, but his boss's appetite is even better than the other party.
"No hurry, wait for the Lin family and Lang family in Hanzhong to spend a while, and appropriately increase the troops garrisoned in the six towns of Hanzhong. We must ensure that the Lang family cannot easily take Hanzhong. We must drag the Situ Jun army to Jincheng to advance westward, which is more in line with our interests." Wufeng's elegant smile looked more aristocratic, and the atmosphere of nurturing his habits had made him more personalized in his conversation. He carefully poked his head out of the city wall and felt the autumn bringing the afterglow of the sunset.
"The Lang family's arrangement in Hanzhong has been prepared, and the war has begun to count down. I think the Lin family will not be able to support it for too long. We have to make arrangements earlier." Liang Chongxin also nodded and agreed with Wufeng's view, "Can additional troops be sent to the Sishuiling and Jianmen Close now?"
"Three days later, each division will be stationed in. You can decide on the specific mobilization arrangements. At that time, as long as the Lang family rejects Situ Jun's proposal, we can declare war on the Lang family in the name of the Central Committee of the Empire. I will leave the entire Kansai battle to you." Wufeng's light words made Liang Chongxin excited. He finally ushered in this battle. Now it depends on how he should operate it.
Wang Zongxi's diplomatic mission in the capital achieved great results. When he met Situ Jun and proposed Wufeng's suggestion, it immediately sparked controversy among Situ Jun's think tanks. Almost everyone did not believe that Li Wufeng would have someone so kind to support his master and ended up in a fertile capital of Guanxi in vain. Even if Li Wufeng's condition was to retain the management rights of the six towns in Hanzhong, Wang Zongxi's explanation was that the control rights of the six towns in Hanzhong were temporary, because Wufeng was worried about the security issues in Hanzhong. It is estimated that after Lin Lang's family withdrew from Hanzhong, they and the remnants of the Taiping Sect would still pose a certain threat to Hanzhong. After all, they had been entrenched in Hanzhong for so long.
Although this reason is a bit far-fetched, it is irrelevant to Situ Jun. As long as Hanzhong Prefecture City can fall into his own control, he can openly tell the world that both the Lang family and the northwest must submit to his authority. This is a great shock to the fence-leaders who are still undecided in the imperial court and some places. The conclusion that Situ Jun's think tanks came to after repeated arguments was that Li Wufeng wanted to use this opportunity to suppress the aggressive momentum of the Lang family. This was an opportunity for Li Wufeng, but it was also an opportunity for Situ Jun. As long as he could make good use of these three vassal states, he could at least use their influence to contribute a lot to his plan to seize the throne.
Therefore, Situ Jun clearly replied to Wang Zongxi the next day and received him at a feast. Wang Zongxi also once again expressed in the secret talk after the banquet that his master was willing to serve the Third Highness at any time. As long as the Third Highness needs it, although his words may not necessarily come from his original intention, it still makes Situ Jun feel very comfortable.
She sat in the lower head with some anxiety waiting for the hostess to receive her. Wang Zongxi had never been so nervous. She was not afraid of anything, but just handing over such matters involving the lord's private incidents to himself, which was enough to prove the lord's value and trust in him. But he also knew the position of the woman he was about to meet in the lord's mind. From what he learned in the northwest for so long, this woman's status among the lord and his ministers even surpassed that of the lord's seventeenth princess in the empire who had been officially engaged to the lord, and the ministers were even more inclined to let the woman take on the lord's harem. This was enough to show the importance of this meeting.
The only thing he was worried about was how he answered the lord's private affairs once the other party asked about his lord's private affairs. The lord's lord's rhymes are widely circulated among the people in the northwest, from Leng Ruoxing, the female elder of the Tianshan Sect to Yao Lian, who once came to the northwest to perform skills, from the mysterious lord's lord's mysterious sect leader to Hali Qinna, the pearl of the Western Regions of Loulan Kingdom, and even the nomadic women who surrendered to the lord's feet were also involved in these absurd legends. These stories made the people of the entire northwest talk about it. In their eyes, these rhymes can better highlight the great lord's wise and magical power, and are enough to make people of all ethnic groups widely sing.
But the wise man is profitable but cannot rub the sand. The lord's story is not groundless. Wang Zongxi also knew that his lord was entangled with some women, but his colleagues seemed to ignore it. Even Xiao Tang, who had always been upright and steadfast, adopted an indulgent attitude, which surprised him very much. Later, he was reminded by his good friend Su Qin that almost everyone was worried about the lord's offspring. Even if he could give birth to an illegitimate child, he could comfort the hearts of the worried ministers behind the lord.
Just as he was a little distracted, a light sound of a ringing penis pulled Wang Zongxi back to reality from his random thoughts. His golden and fluffy hair, sea blue eyes, pink and baby-like smooth skin, plump and bright lips, and a purple-red Western evening outfit made the exposed skin on his chest look crystal white. Especially the pair of swollen and towering peaks, which was strangled by the velvet coat, Wang Zongxi, who claimed to be above the top, was dizzy. He had to admit that the woman in front of him was indeed a peerless beauty, especially the noble and elegant style that was charming to his bones, which was a unique temperament that only a noble family could cultivate, and was enough to fascinate men all over the world without any reason.
"Mr. Wang, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The red lips opened lightly, and the girl raised her hand to signal Wang Zongxi who stood up to her without being polite, but Wang Zongxi insisted on standing up and politely before sitting down. He could be unruly in front of the lord, but he knew that these women often pay more attention to these things. Many things are often bad in these minor details. The lord's talent and strategy naturally would not care about these, but the woman's thoughts are different from those of men, especially when she met for the first time, she would be more cautious in front of the hostess.
"Miss Angel, I was appointed by Lord Li to work in Beijing, and I was also entrusted by Lord Marco to give him his gifts to Duke Marco and Miss Angel." Wang Zongxi's unhumiliar and arrogant performance made Angel very interested. This man had never heard Aiang mention it before, but just from his current performance, we can see that this person is good. It seems that Aiang's subordinates are full of talents, and An Qier is also happy from the bottom of his heart. In fact, An Qier's mind is not as narrow as Wang Zongxi is worried. As a woman from a noble family, she has long learned all the skills to survive in the upper class. She is more comfortable in social engagements, and her vision of looking at people is extremely accurate.
After talking, Wang Zongxi solemnly took out a gorgeously decorated cardboard box from the wooden box he carried with him and respectfully handed it to the girl on the head.
He happily took the cardboard box handed to him by the other party, gently tore the packaging open, and a beautiful and gorgeous Western-style female underwear appeared in front of him, which made the girl's eyes lit up, caressing the somewhat shameful gift. This underwear is very different from traditional Tang style underwear, and is woven with pure cotton to set off with whale bones. Along with close-fitting underwear, it forms a complete set of underwear combinations. This trendy toy has not been seen in the Eastern Continent. Even Angel herself only heard from the women of the prominent families that it was indeed extraordinary when she saw it today.
Thinking of her husband's painstaking efforts to please her, An Qier was fascinated by her. If she put on her underwear and appeared in front of her husband, I wonder what her husband would feel? Thinking of this, An Qier couldn't help but blush and her affection was endless.
Wang Zongxi didn't know what the gift his lord gave to the hostess was, but when he saw the girl's confusion, shyness, yearning and love expression after tearing open the packaging, he knew that it must be a private item in the lover. It seemed that his lord's Fengliu's ability was indeed well-known. Even the beautiful Sanhua of the imperial capital was also addicted to the lord's emotional entanglements and could not extricate himself. From the other party's intoxicated expression, Wang Zongxi could confirm that the woman in front of him was hopelessly indulged in the long river of love.
Chapter completed!