mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 257

Li Xi and Li Xiangxi looked at Zhao Chuanxin in surprise, they didn't expect that he dared to propose to sleep with the princess in public.

From their point of view, this is definitely the princess wanting to sleep, it's a real hammer.

Nabeshima Itoko was shocked and uneasy, and subconsciously took a step back, keeping a safe distance from her.

Zhao Chuanxin made a haha: "Well, you all misunderstood, it's just sleeping, nothing else will happen."

Li Xi reacted the fastest, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, just sleep."

The old boy wished that Zhao Chuanxin would cuckold the Japanese.

At the same time, he was thinking about how to publicize this matter when it had nothing to do with him.

The muddier the water, the better.

It's best to let the Japanese have too much time to take care of themselves, so they don't have time to deal with him.

Li Xiangxi caught a glimpse of Li Xi's expression from the corner of his eye, roughly guessed what he was thinking, and chimed in: "That's right, I never sleep with men, it's normal."

Nabeshima Itoko was stunned.

The three of them had the same temperament and pushed her into a corner.

"This……"

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed her: "What's the matter, don't check what time it is, aren't you sleepy?"

As he said that, he yawned so much that he could swallow the sky.

Nabeshima Yiduzi was forcibly pulled by Zhao Chuanxin, and he couldn't help following to Jingguanxuan.

Jingguanxuan is a combination of Chinese and Western architecture, like a gazebo, with chamfered eaves and artificial columns in the ancient Roman style of Western architecture.

The pillars are engraved with traditional Korean decorations.

It is said that it was designed by a Russian designer.

It can be said that it is a combination of Chinese and Western, or it can be said to be nondescript.

Climbing up the steps, the lights are turned on all around at night, and the Jingguan Pavilion will be brightly illuminated.

Zhao Chuanxin was also a little surprised when he saw it. The Emperor Bangzi really knows how to play. This kind of small qualification will be transferred to future generations to open a cafe. The decoration style may not be outdated in decades.

There are balconies on the southeast and west sides of Jingguanxuan, which are open.

Neatly arranged tables and chairs are placed inside, and curtains and curtains separate different areas.Li Xi often hosts banquets here to entertain guests, and occasionally drinks coffee alone to enjoy the scenery.

Go up to the Jingguan Pavilion, look down, and get an overview of the entire palace.

Li Xi sent a eunuch he trusted, the one who was tied up by Zhao Chuanxin, to guide the two of them.

The little eunuch lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Mr. Zhao, this is it. There is a hut in the north, and there is only one place where you can rest. I will take the two of you in."

The hut is not big, as expected there is only one bed.

The little eunuch brought him over, spread the brand new thin bedding, and said anxiously: "Then, Mr. Zhao, I will leave first, and I will go back to serve the emperor."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Go away."

The little eunuch didn't dare to be annoyed, and ran away in a hurry.

Nabeshima Itoko stood at a loss, staring at Zhao Chuanxin in horror.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Sister, what are you thinking? Am I, Zhao Chuanxin, the kind of person who is not as good as a beast? We just rest, go to sleep."

Saying that, he pushed Nabeshima Itoko onto the bed.

Nabeshima Itoko loosened her hair in a tangle, and it fell down like a waterfall.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that her naturally loose hair looked better than the carefully tied hair before.

Nabeshima Itoko took off her shoes and got on the innermost side of the bed without taking off her clothes, she was tightly wrapped inside without a quilt.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care so much, he took off his clothes in twos and threes, leaving only the boxers, and got into the bed.

Nabeshima Itoko: "..."

You agreed to do nothing, but you took it all off.

This lounge is really lackluster.Empty, surrounded by desolate.

So there is no fun at all.

The insects hid themselves in the soil for the whole winter, and when the spring returned to the earth, they vented their loneliness outside, screaming loudly.

Zhao Chuanxin breathed evenly, and Nabeshima Itoko felt that he should have fallen asleep.

The wind blows gently, rolling up the curtains outside, and it looks like a shadow.

It was still a little cold at night, and Nabeshima Itoko was shivering after a while.

After all, this place is only a place for people to relax and rest during the day, and it is a bit bleak, adding to the chill.

Nabeshima Itoko coughed lightly like a cat, and seeing that Zhao Chuanxin didn't respond at all, he thought he must be asleep.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief, slowly pulled up the quilt, and covered herself.

Flatten your body, it will be more comfortable.

In the end, he lay on the pillow and ran around with Zhao Chuanxin in the middle of the night, and his tired body finally got a little rest.

At this moment, an arm suddenly wrapped around her waist.

The man's thick voice sounded: "It's not time to rest yet..."

"..."

What happened next was up to Itoko Nabeshima to decide.

Captain Zhao's actions are mainly based on adapting to the situation.

For good results, people must first relax.

then……

The cow will not drink water and forcefully presses its head, and the string will not be obedient and force its bow.

Jerky is better than jerky, while overripe is better.

After a long while, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Sister, be normal, an honest gentleman like me is also very nervous."

"Shut up..."

You laugh at your elder sister for being old, and your elder sister laughs at your poor eyesight.

Come on, shoot me!
Aside from the initial chaos, it was definitely a high-scoring game.

Nabeshima Itoko felt that he had enjoyed a feast of the gods, and the power of the gods melted the moonlight and cut the floating clouds.

That is the taste of fine wine, that is the color of neon clothes.

Everything in the cloud is so beautiful.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Okay, it's time to collect the juice!"

"..."

The heat is just right.

Wait for the cloud to collect,
Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said: "Is it not cold at all? For physical and mental health, people just need to exercise more."

For the sake of short-term beauty, people can wear a pair of shoes that grind their feet.

Although there is sand in it that can never be poured out, it will always exist.

Nabeshima Itoko temporarily forgot her identity: "Well, it's not cold anymore."

Zhao Chuanxin tightened his arms: "That's good, go to sleep."

"..."

Regardless of Nabeshima Itoko's emotions, Zhao Chuanxin slept as soon as he said he would sleep.

Daily disposable sister, do you still want to be lingering?
He fell asleep without a heart.

But Nabeshima Itoko couldn't sleep.

Pillow on the strong arm, leaning against the warm chest.

I don't know if I am reminiscing, or feeling guilty, or just enjoying the moment of peace when my head is empty.

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin woke up and found that the bed beside him was empty.

He dressed neatly and went out, and saw Nabeshima Itoko holding a long silk he didn't know where to find, leaning against the pillar in a daze.

Zhao Chuanxin walked to her side and sighed, "Hey, sister, I've been struggling with something."

Nabeshima Itoko was engrossed in thinking about things, and was startled when she heard Zhao Chuanxin's voice, and hurriedly took Chang Ling in her hand behind her back.

She straightened her mind and asked, "What's bothering you?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the roof beams and said, "I've been struggling. If a person wants to hang himself, should he take a deep breath before hanging himself? Or should he take a long breath? If he takes a deep breath , can you die more comfortably? Take a long breath, can you die faster? "

"Ah..." Nabeshima Itoko's face turned red, and she hurriedly defended: "You misunderstood, I didn't intend to hang myself, this silk was blown away by the wind, I just picked it up."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said, "Huh? What are you in a hurry for? When did I say you were going to hang yourself? This is just a long-standing doubt in my heart."

There's really no way to get him.

Nabeshima Itoko stepped forward and buttoned his clothes: "Don't talk nonsense, it may be misunderstood."

"Hey, have you misunderstood?"

"I... Oh, you can't be serious."

"Then sister, do you like me to be serious or not?"

"I like it..." Nabeshima Ito sub-speaking halfway, realized that it was a trap, and put his arm around him with a smile: "You are so cunning."

But Zhao Chuanxin suddenly asked: "Hey, you were so desperate to let me let you go yesterday, why didn't you say anything today?"

Zhao Chuanxin was determined to bury a seed in his heart for the Japanese prince, and a towering green tree would surely grow in the future.

Nabeshima Itoko's complexion changed slightly, she bit her lip and said, "Yes, you got the money and all the interest you should have received, will you let me go?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even think about it: "Yes, you can leave."

"..."

All relationships between men and women are measured by the same ruler.

The licking dog who thinks he can influence the heart will always be the big head who gives affection within the ruler.Gaining an inch of space made the goddess retreat half a foot.

The feelings you give are like locked-in investments, the more you invest, the more reluctant to let go.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't understand the principle of additional investment when he urinates, and he always accepts when he sees a good deal.

One bullet can last half a year.

Seeing that Nabeshima Itoko was a little distracted, Zhao Chuanxin broke up her coiled hair.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll design two hairstyles for you."

Zhao Chuanxin has always been good at giving without cost.

He handed her the small mirror.

Next, he skillfully manipulated Nabeshima Itoko's hair, and first made a young woman's ball head: "This hairstyle is for everyday, youthful and playful."

Immediately, she made a fluffy and slightly messy French angel shape: "This kind is more lazy, and it is more suitable for the morning and evening glow."

Immediately, she showed her delicate earlobes and tied a flattering ponytail: "This kind is suitable for matching with lace shirts. Black ones are the best, and they have the charm of a little widow."

Nabeshima Itoko looked in the mirror, and it was hard to imagine that these seemingly simple but exquisite hairstyles were made by a tall, rough guy.

She felt that Zhao Chuanxin was far from being as simple as the laughing and joking he showed.

"What little widow, it's really ugly."

In the end, Zhao Chuanxin combed her hair back close to her scalp and tied it tightly at the back of her head.

"This kind of face looks more glamorous, and it only suits your current face shape. If you get half fatter, you will lose the glamorous taste."

The final hairstyle can neutralize the virginal temperament of Itoko Nabeshima, but it adds two points of charm.

Nabeshima Itoko watched obsessively. No man had ever played with her hair before. It was a tingling and novel feeling. Accompanied by the morning sun and warm wind, Xun made people drowsy.

"That's great," she said with a smile.

It's not that the hairstyle is good, maybe it's a good person, or maybe it's because the matter of playing with hair is good in itself.

But Zhao Chuanxin burned the piano and boiled the crane as soon as he opened his mouth: "Yes, when I suffer from insomnia, I go to the barber shop and let someone play with my hair on the recliner, and I can fall asleep in a while."

It's really a sight to behold.

Is that what you mean?

Nabeshima Itoko rarely said in a bad mood: "Can't you make me happy for a while?"

"Hehe, yes, sister can be happy as long as she wants, do you want to go back to the house and be happy again?"

"..." Nabeshima Itoko looked at the soft curly hairstyle that Zhao Chuanxin combed for her at the end, and got a hairpin inlaid with pearls for her from nowhere, and said, "In my hometown, people are taboo to stare at her hair. The moment of sunrise, or the moment when the sun rises and the moon rises alternately, is said to make people lazy. But I found that the sunrise and sunset are the most beautiful moments."

Zhao Chuanxin let go of her hair, looked around, and was quite satisfied.

He said: "Yes, I was still sound asleep when the sun rose, and I woke up naturally. When the sun set, I knew I was going to sleep again, and I must be in a beautiful mood."

Hearing this, Nabeshima Itoko was very angry.

Immediately he burst out laughing.

"You just want to anger me on purpose and want to drive me away, right?"

"What are you talking about? Personally, I am extremely opposed to my sister's leaving. Well, look at the little eunuch who is here. It must be Xiao Li who wants to drive us away."

Hearing that he called Li Xi Xiao Lizi, Nabeshima Yiduzi smiled.

Even if ignoring the status of the emperor, Li Xi can be regarded as an old man, but when Zhao Chuanxin said it, he seemed as casual as a little old man walking around in his neighbor's house.

This little old man is still like his younger generation.

"Come on, it's time to leave."

As the emperor, Li Xi seemed too cautious.

When the two of them came to see Zhao Chuanxin off, he would appear sneaky, trying to avoid the eyes and ears of the eunuchs and maids in the palace.

"Xiao Li, don't send it off, just come here."

Li Xi pulled Zhao Chuanxin aside, and veiled towards Guodao Yiduzi: "Mr. Zhao, if you want me to say, to avoid leaking the news of our cooperation, why not..."

He secretly gestured at his neck.

The old boy thought very beautifully.

Zhao Chuanxin pretended to be ignorant of the dangers of the world: "No need, the princess and I have a very close relationship. You know, she will definitely not talk nonsense."

Li Xi had all kinds of calculations, and Zhao Chuanxin certainly didn't stop.

If you want to bury nails, you have to bury them on both sides.

Everyone has jealousy in their hearts, so they can draw chestnuts out of the fire.

Seeing that he didn't intend to follow his suggestion, Li Xi sighed.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Wait for the news, do you know that your matter is not a big deal? Have you found the person who identified Li Wanyong for me?"

Li Xi then called the guard whose head was bandaged like the third brother's.

Zhao Chuanxin was happy—they were all acquaintances.

The wound on this man's head was still Zhao Chuanxin's masterpiece, it was the guard who was knocked unconscious last night.

The guard smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Zhao, my servant is Park Shengyeol. Yesterday, I was offended because I couldn't see Mount Tai."

Park Seung Yeol is a diehard fan of Zhao Chuanxin.

As a result, Ye Gong loves dragons, but he doesn't know him when he meets the deity.

This beating is not wronged.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, the ability to fight against blows is very strong."

He made a killing yesterday.

Wait for the three of them to leave Qingyun Palace secretly through the small gate.

Nabeshima Itoko asked shyly, "Did Li Xi speak ill of me?"

After all, she was in the same room with Zhao Chuanxin's lonely man and widow last night. Could Li Xi not think of anything?

Moreover, even if he associates it, it is basically true.

"He is worried that you will go back and inform Li Hongong, and he wants to kill you."

Li Xi wanted Zhao Chuanxin to do it, but Zhao Chuanxin didn't even want to splash dirty water on Li Xi.

Nabeshima Itoko turned pale: "How dare he have such courage?"

"After all, you have been the emperor for a long time, and it's not just a matter of life and death?"

"Let's get out of here, it's horrible."

……

Outside Seoul Grand Hotel,

The sound of guns and artillery last night made the people who got up early come to watch the excitement at the first time.

From a distance, they could smell the faintly stink in the air.

The smell of the stinky liquid spilled from the old god's chamber pot will fade after a while.

The people were surprised to find that a lot of green grass sprouted overnight around the hotel.

At this time, there are no reinforced concrete and asphalt roads like in later generations, and autumn grass seeds are blown everywhere by the wind, and weeds grow everywhere.

But where people often walk, weeds will not grow.

Moreover, at this time the climate is not yet overgrown with weeds.

However, sprouts grew around the big hotel.

"How is this going?"

"Last night, there were guns and cannons. Could it be that the Japanese were watering and fertilizing the land?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see traces of gunfire on the walls of the hotel? All the glass upstairs was shattered."

This is not finished.

By noon, the shoots on the ground were uprooted by at least three centimeters.

The speed of this savage growth is staggering.

Other places are still green and yellow, and it's just that some hardy flowers bloom first.

The farmers who had passed by shook their heads and sighed: "The Japanese who suffered thousands of knives must have killed our people last night. The blood of the people breeds these weeds. This is the grievance of innocent souls."

Last night, the Japanese went to war, but the Korean people did not know who the Japanese were fighting with.

Some people began to spread rumors that the Japanese massacred people.

There are more and more people criticizing the Japanese population.

"Hey, is Daehan going to perish?"

"That's right. Before the Ming Dynasty, our country of Korea was very powerful. At that time, the Japanese had to be subdued. How did it come to this day?"

It should be explained that Confucianism, which had reached its peak, not only corrupted the Ming Dynasty itself, but also radiated to the surrounding areas.

When the Japanese pirates were fighting in the first place, North Korea and Japan were tough, and they had to restrain themselves if they could beat them to their knees.

Later, Korea was at peace for a long time, and its national power was growing day by day.But after going through the Warring States Period, Japan, which was poor and poor, sent tens of thousands of soldiers at will, and easily overthrew several cities all the way, which is surprising.

It is said that the economic base determines the superstructure, but North Korea at that time refuted this statement.

Since then, North Korea and Japan have never won a war, until today.

The ruins of the Seoul Grand Hotel and the weeds outside that have flourished overnight, the two complement each other, forming an ironic picture.

Park Seung-yeol and Zhao Chuanxin did not pass by here.

The three of them first went to the vicinity of the Governor's Mansion.

The parting is imminent, Nabeshima Itoko has mixed feelings.

(End of this chapter)