A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

"Your Excellency put the reckless woman here? Look at her plaster, which has rolled and dirty the newly seized Suzhou embroidered mattress."

In the side tent on the side of Zhou Guozhong's army tent, a Xianbei woman with white face and braided hair twisted her waist, stood up with a long sleeved skirt, and pinched a mung bean cake with her fingers stained with Kodan, and handed it to the lord sitting in the seat enchantingly.

In the big tent, there is a bench back with embossed and painted peacocks in the middle, on which sits a jade-faced Confucian general wearing a double-breasted and large-sleeved undershirt, with jade hairpins and long sleeves hanging on the armrest.

The man lowered his eyes and casually glanced at the female general in red armor who was bound hands and feet behind him on the wooden couch in front of him.

Can't help humming along the nostrils,
"It was the lord who asked Haosheng to take care of her. It's your turn to love the bedding?"

Yuan Wuyou was woken up.

It was unknown whether the person speaking above her head was a man or a woman, and the indistinguishable voice was like a big saw pulling the strings, sharp and piercing, it sounded like Qin opera and Jin dialect, mixed with squeaking Xianbei dialect, which drilled into her ears, making her feel cold and goosebumps.

She slowly opened her long eyelashes, and when she opened her big amber eyes, she saw the tent beams above her head, then turned her eyes, and saw a man with an evil face sitting on the peacock chair in front of her.

At first glance, Yuan Wuyou knew that the sound just now was made by him.

I saw a peacock spread behind his buttocks, and the same color green long-sleeved shirt was slit to the chest, revealing a piece of fat skin and a muscular chest. The man raised his sleeves and rested his cheeks, and the slender mantle at the crook of his arms fluttered, revealing a beautiful face with fox eyes embedded in it. The facial features are obviously rigid, but the appearance is soft and beautiful.

Yuan Wuyou woke up in an instant, and wanted to sit up, only to find that his hands and feet were bound, and he was lying on the embroidered mattress of the wooden couch, wriggling in place like a worm.

"Who are you?! Where is this!"

She found that she couldn't get up even when she was squirming, her face was flushed with exhaustion, and she was sweating profusely, only then did she remember to gnash her teeth and question.

After taking a panoramic view of the series of behaviors of the female prisoner after waking up, the Xianbei man with profound facial features immediately raised his chin, his eyes arrogant,

"You followed the emperor back to Zhou's camp, why bother to ask?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it overlapped with the eunuch's voice that Yuan Wuyou heard in a coma, and she only felt a chill running down her spine, a chill.

She was used to Gao Changgong's tough and energetic voice, but she was a little uncomfortable with this soft tone.

"You... Are you a man or a woman? Why are you holding your throat and talking."

Before the man could say anything, the Xianbei woman next to him said:
"Presumptuous! The person in front of you is Yuan Yang, a doctor of the Yu Department of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Yuan Wuyou was familiar with his official position, after all, the Huaxu official system inherited the Western Wei Dynasty like the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but he had no impression of him.

As soon as you hear the surname Yuan, you know it's from the same family.

Before she could speak, the Yubu doctor got up and ran towards her.

The girl tied into rice dumplings on the couch has become fish on the chopping board, her eyes are still firm and calm, but under the pressure of Xianbei beasts, it is difficult to hide the helplessness of the tight environment.

The Yubu doctor bent down, squinted his fox eyes, reached out his hand to pinch the baby's face, and lifted her chin in a contemptuous tone,
"I heard that you are the best friend of the King of Lanling? The noble daughter of a powerful family is willing to be that nameless concubine. It's really insulting to the family! I think your Zheng family can't wait for you to die in the Zhou camp, right?"

Staring fixedly at the big, long and thin white hand in front of her, the little girl opened her mouth to bite his paw without hesitation!

"Ah, presumptuous!"

The man quickly withdrew his hand, only to find that there was a hole made by tiger teeth on the side of his palm, and blood was oozing out.

Seeing a little scarlet, Yuan Yang was furious immediately, and raised his hand to slap the female prisoner, "You don't know how to live or die—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the girl who had been tied up like a worm turned her body away in front of his eyes, and rolled to the edge of the bed, almost falling off the bed.

Compared with her four eyes, the girl's original ponytail has fallen to her shoulders, and her messy temple hair is scattered on her pale pretty face, reflecting the sharp brown pupils, she is very charming and heroic.

This girl is in the enemy's camp, but she is so arrogant and prickly. A Han girl, at this time, is actually harder than a Xianbei girl who kneels and bows her head?

Yuan Yang, the doctor of the Yu Department, then thought of His Majesty's entrustment, so he could only hold back his anger, returned to sit behind the screen, and beckoned the bowed Xianbei girl to come over.

"What a pampered girl of the Han family! Let me show you what kind of obedience a woman should have."

Just look at the Xianbei girl kneeling on the ground wearing a skirt, when she saw him beckoning, she crawled forward on her knees, lying on the side of the handrail where his paws were resting, bowing her head to lick the blood from her palm.

Yuan Wuyou was shocked when he glanced at it, and instantly felt his stomach churn, and he felt nauseous for a while.
"You... what are you doing? How can saliva cure diseases?"

The Xianbei woman said, "This is a Xianbei custom, to show obedience, not to mention licking the master's blood, it is a great honor for a slave even to have sex."

Yuan Yang still squeezed that indistinguishable voice, and sneered: "Like the hierarchical order among wolves and beasts, in Xianbei, this is the sincerity of the weak to express obedience and obedience, let alone licking blood, even the general's boots and feet are gifts to slaves."

Yuan Wuyou was glad that he didn't have lunch, but he would have to spit it out if he ate it, so the girl who was calm and calm just now, with firm eyes, suddenly became overjoyed and dumbfounded: "...don't bring Xianbei when you play Mai Tai by yourself... The Yuan family doesn't have this custom."

She is from the Yuan family, so she doesn't know if there is such a custom!
What is even more infuriating and surprising is that Yuan Yang, the official of the Yu Department, pushed away the courteous Xianbei girl in front of him again, and ordered the guard at the door with his blood-stained pale hand: "Get those female prisoners of Ji County who have not been raped outside, and let Aunt Zheng learn how the defeated prisoners should serve the victors!"

Yuan Wuyou really wanted to give the two of them a hard time, and thought to himself, how can I learn this?If you want to learn, you have to let your dog emperor learn!
But she was not in the mood to argue with him, Yuan Yang's words just now made her heart ache, she asked tremblingly: "You captured Ji County because of rape and robbery?"

Could it be that just two days after the fall of Ji County, the people in the fallen area were already in dire straits and were devastated by this poisonous hand?

Yuan Yang sat high on the peacock chair and looked at the anger and grief in the eyes of the female prisoner on the couch. He suddenly became interested, and waved to the guards staying in the tent:
"Both of you, bring Aunt Zheng here."

When Aunt Zheng heard this, she immediately gathered her spirits, her scalp was tense, and her whole body was resisting, "Wait! I can't do this job, your surname is Yuan, right? My surname is also Yuan, listen to me..."

Two Zhou Guo guards in black and silver armor approached the bound girl after hearing the call. She couldn't help but backed sideways to the end of the bed, almost falling off the ground!

Looking to the left and right is the doctor of Yubu who is sitting in the main seat, and the other is two guards, Yuan Wuyou frantically sharpened the rope with the Jie knife under his hand, and was about to cut it apart.

Hearing this, Yuan Yang sneered, "Isn't your surname Zheng? Why, you still want to talk about relatives with me?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the curtain:
"—His Majesty is here!—"