Ancestor Bless: I built a thousand-year-old family

Chapter 552 Zhao Feiyan!
Wang Mang's actions were fast and fierce. He eliminated dissidents and became prime minister. After he became prime minister, it was even easier to eliminate dissidents.

In the quiet room, Wang Mang and his confidants and allies gathered together, with excited expressions on their faces.

After all, the process of gaining power is too easy. The opponent is almost vulnerable and vulnerable, while the situation of one's own side is very good.

Not only his own side, but even the emperor's hardcore began to be dissatisfied.

Wang Mang sat at the head and said in a deep voice: "There is only one last obstacle left at this point.

Over the past we have completely started to reform. "

The last obstacle?
Everyone was suddenly curious, who else is worthy to be their obstacle now?
But seeing Wang Mang's dignified face, everyone immediately thought, besides the fickle emperor who was constantly vacillating between conservatism and reform, who else could there be?

The prime minister wants to attack the emperor?

Is it possible to kill the king?
This is no longer the spring and autumn period!

In that era when rites collapsed and music was broken, there were too many regicides, but after 200 years of the Great Han Dynasty, rites and music were rebuilt, and regicide was unthinkable.

Even though they are all part of Wang Mang's party, this is still intolerable. Zhao Zhao Qingshi was charged with the crime of regicide, and his infamy will last forever, even affecting his descendants.

But after thinking about it, it is impossible for Wang Mang to do such a thing. Is his world-renowned name gone?
Following the current steps, he is destined to go down in history, comparable to the existence of King Luo Wen.

Why bother with such a thing as regicide?
Although the Han Dynasty declined, it has not declined to the point where no one cares about it. The princes and princes in the Kanto region are not so easy to deal with.

If he dared to kill the king, he would be the enemy of the world in an instant.

Everyone was thinking wildly, only to see Wang Mang said quietly: "A few days ago, a businessman offered a beautiful girl from Zhaodi. The peak of bliss does not think about worldly affairs.

His Majesty the Emperor is so beautiful, so he presented this stunning beauty to His Majesty.

Dress her up as a fairy, and then give it to His Majesty by Wang Cheng.

Your Majesty got Mei Ji, and we will not be disturbed. This must be the best ending. "

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard the words. They didn't expect that Wang Mang would have such an idea. It is indeed a good way to use beauty to tie the emperor.

Don't think that if the nobleman sees too much beauty, he will not be deceived by beauty, and will be hurt by lewdness. The more lewd, the weaker his resistance will be, and the easier he will be deceived.

Moreover, these people all know the beauty that Wang Mang mentioned.

The name is Zhao Feiyan, and she got her name because she is good at dancing. She is indeed stunning, fair and weak, with a slender waist and fingers like onion roots.

As for carrying treasures that can make people reach the peak of bliss, I don't know, after all, I haven't tried it.

Wang Mang was willing to dedicate it to the emperor, he really deserves to be a saint, he is unmoved by his beauty.

As everyone knows, Wang Mang's heart is bleeding. He is a saint, but no one said that a saint can't be fond of beauty. He may never meet a woman like Zhao Feiyan with a treasure.

But for the common people in the world, for the sake of a broader goal, it must be dedicated. There are too many beautiful concubines in history who became famous, or achieved their own political goals. They are all good examples of his predecessors.

Everyone in the room is very satisfied. No one has thought of usurping the throne yet, and no one wants to be charged with regicide.

After several people discussed some other matters, they left one after another, leaving only Wang Cheng.

Seeing the others leaving, Wang Cheng immediately asked curiously: "Brother, why did you dedicate Zhao Feiyan to the emperor? Can the emperor really just ignore political affairs because of a woman?"

Wang Mang said indifferently: "Ordinary women can't do it, but Zhao Feiyan is different. Her beauty is unique in the world. With the emperor's licentiousness, if she gets Zhao Feiyan, she will definitely sing and sing every day. There will never be other possibilities."

Wang Mang did not speak for the second half of the sentence. All evils are headed by prostitution. Prostitution can make people unconscious, mentally depressed, and even lose their bodies.

Color is a bone-scraping knife, and Zhao Feiyan is the sharpest and fastest one, and when used on a licentious and innocent person like the emperor, it will add three points of power.

She is probably a peerless enchantress bestowed by the heavens, her whole body gleaming with seductiveness, the only ending for a person like the emperor who doesn't know how to control himself is to become exhausted and unable to control himself in the bliss of her flattery.

There was a deep chill in Wang Mang's words, as if seeing the emperor indulging in the beautiful dream compiled by Zhao Feiyan, and as if seeing the emperor dying on Zhao Feiyan's belly, he felt deep fear, as if thinking of himself Once almost out of control, he quickly recited a few words of Taoist Qingxinjue.

Wang Cheng became excited when he heard the words, and immediately stood up and bowed: "Brother, Cheng will go to prepare now, and no one will know that she came out of your house, let them guess."

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An extremely luxuriously decorated carriage slowly headed towards the palace. The entire convoy was quite luxurious. Wang Cheng had regret on his face, "It's a pity to dedicate such a bewitching girl to the emperor. Alas, I really want to ask my brother to give her a gift." me."

In the imperial palace, the current emperor never expected that Wang Cheng would present a beauty to him.

Wang Cheng is Wang Mang's man!

The emperor guessed that it was because Wang Cheng recommended himself to take on the big job, but was rejected by Wang Mang, so he approached himself, but he also rejected it. After all, Wang Cheng belonged to Wang Mang.

Now that Wang Chengjin offers beauties, it means that Wang Mang still doesn't agree, so Wang Cheng wants to go his own way. Could it be that there is a crack in Wang Mang's forces?

The emperor guessed the reason, he followed the imperial physician's order to abstain from sex for three days, now his mind is very clear, he thought Wang Chengjin's act of offering beauties was ridiculous, "I own the world, what beauties have I never seen?
Still need you to contribute?
I would like to see what kind of beauty can make you so confident and make me worthy of a high position in the army comparable to Jiuqing!

Although I am very pretty, my vision is very high! "

……

"Qing, you are really my loyal minister!"

The emperor's eyes lit up, and he patted Wang Cheng on the shoulder and said loudly: "I will immediately give you the rank of general. If you don't praise a loyal minister like you, it will chill the hearts of the ministers."

The emperor has indulged in sex and sex for many years and his body is relatively weak. Wang Cheng is a soldier, so he doesn't feel pain, he just feels heartache.

Looking at the ugly state of the emperor, he felt a double pain, both the heartache for losing the stunning beauty, and the sadness that the emperor of the Han Dynasty was so licentious.

Zhao Feiyan in front of the two of them was looking curiously at the resplendent palace hall, which was a place she never dared to imagine.

Unexpectedly, within a short period of time, she saw the prime minister and the emperor one after another, and this will be her home from now on.

Zhao Feiyan's figure is light and charming, like a pool of spring water, just standing there, she has an infinitely charming charm, exuding a seductive and seductive temperament all over her body.

Seeing that the emperor was about to glue his eyes to Zhao Feiyan's body, and he couldn't stop spitting, Wang Cheng resigned in a sensible manner, and then left the palace.

Seeing Wang Cheng leaving, the emperor immediately turned away the attendants on the left and right, grabbed Zhao Feiyan's catkin with a smile on his face, and hugged Zhao Feiyan to the apse.

Zhao Feiyan struggled for a while, then became docile, but there was a trace of coldness and desolation in her eyes, men in this world are like this, there is no difference.

I also thought of Wang Mang, that world-famous saint, even he couldn't resist his own charm, and the last restraint was extremely rare.

"You go into the palace to confuse that foolish emperor. I will take good care of your family and friends. Once you enter the palace, enjoy yourself to your heart's content. You deserve all the sacrifices you made for the world."

Thinking in this way, he entered the back hall and bedroom, but he saw curtains and gorgeous decorations everywhere. The emperor is a person who loves to enjoy himself very much. He is not the kind of character who loves the people and makes himself suffer.

Zhao Feiyan pushed away the panic-stricken emperor, and said softly: "Your Majesty, in the past, the concubine of the Luo family had a dance to startle people in the snow, and the concubine also performed a dance. She was named Flying Swallow in the Palm, and I wish to show you to you."

Dancing in the snow!
The shocking dance that only exists in classics and picture albums, the emperor immediately stopped to appreciate it.

Le Ji, brought by Zhao Feiyan herself, sat at the luthier's seat and sang Qingyue's songs with a soft and melodious voice, which even a licentious person like the emperor could immerse in.

Zhao Feiyan danced lightly around the emperor, as light as a flying swallow, as if her whole body was weightless, as if she was really in the air.

Perhaps it was because the clothes on her body slipped off while dancing, revealing her white and tender shoulders, which were glowing, like a juicy fruit that made people unable to help but take a sip, and the already thin clothes slipped off one by one.

The light gauze is graceful, and the jade body is looming.

Following Zhao Feiyan's dance steps, the clothes fell all over the emperor's surroundings. The emperor felt his nose was full of fragrance. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and saw that what he grabbed was a small dress, and the beauty in front of him was only wearing a bellyband. His eyes were watery, like a wave of spring water, eclipsing his soul as it swirled.

Her whole body is white with almost no blemishes, her whole body is slender but not sickly, she just feels delicate, her slender waist is plain, and her jade feet are crystal clear. She is really an exquisite and exquisite beauty.

Yuxi is alive and Daji is resurrected, that's all!

The emperor couldn't bear it any longer, he rushed forward, embraced Zhao Feiyan and fell on the imperial couch, Zhao Feiyan's slender and well-fitting jade feet were exquisite, with a light hook, the curtain fell down.

Still brightly lit!

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Zhao Feiyan, whose real name is Yizhu, whose father is good at music and rhythm, is young and intelligent, long, slender and light, so she got the flying swallow dance in her palm, so she is named Feiyan.

When the world was exhausted, Feiyan's family was defeated, and it was transferred to Chang'an, where it was handed over to Wang Mang. Among the gods, it was dedicated to the emperor. ——"Zhao Feiyan's Farewell"

　Is there a big guy who uses AI to draw it?

　　
　
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