Ping An Biography

There is a kickju field in the palace of the King of Chu. Now few people play here, and it has become a place for the servants of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to practice martial arts daily. The palace built such a big place.It is said that Zhu Zhanji, the emperor of Xuande who is now enthroned in the capital, is also a fan of this way.Cuju sport flourished in the Han and Tang Dynasties, and has always been one of the mainstream sports of the Han people. Compared with the sport of noble hunting, Cuju has lower requirements and is more civilianized; but after Zhu Yuanzhang established the country, he once banned Cuju for soldiers, and then this sport It is mainly popular among the common people.

Zhang Ning and Yao Ji didn't come to the Cuju field today to play football, they were sitting in the pavilion watching the white-clothed swordsman from the Ministry of Internal Affairs practicing sword practice.It seemed a bit sudden that the two became interested in martial arts.

Yao Ji said calmly: "Qiuye and Chunmei are both masters of swordsmanship, and I think there are rules to follow in their skills.

But after he missed the first move, he was slow to make another move, and he had an intuition in his heart that he was going to fail again.Unexpectedly, Chunmei stood there without dodging, and was hugged upright; then Zhang Ning felt another hook on his foot, and threw Chunmei to the ground completely uncontrollably.

It was too late to say it, but Zhang Ning's right arm was immediately locked behind his back. The posture is not good, no matter how hard you try, you can't use it; his left hand is in front, but his fingers are caught, and he feels a little resistance. About to dislocate.

The two rushed together, and suddenly Chunmei yelled: "Oh, my lord, you caught someone's tits! What are you messing with?"

Zhang Ning: "..."

He couldn't move, but was forced to stick to Chunmei's body, and he could see the breasts in her clothes from the top of her collar under his eyelids, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, I admit defeat, let go. "

Chunmei whispered next to him: "If you have a chance, don't look at it for a while."

The two finally separated after wrestling. Zhang Ning patted the sand on his body and had no choice but to leave the Cuju field.When they returned to the pavilion, the servants came up with hot water and wiped his hands and face.But seeing that Yao Ji still had her usual smile on her face, I don't know if she saw through Chunmei's tricks; and the white-clothed sword attendant who knew martial arts skills probably understood what was going on, but no one would talk too much... only Chunmei. May Mei dare to do this, because she is always like this, and Yao Ji doesn't care about it.

Zhang Ning tossed all the time, his clothes were messed up, and he was sweating from the toss.Yao Ji's eyes swept over the muscle lines in his slightly open skirt intentionally, and she was very sensitive to the man's sweaty smell, her face was slightly red, and her eyes seemed to be much gentler, but her posture and expression Still giving people a dignified attitude.

"It's very windy here. If you're sweating and blowing the cool wind, you're afraid of getting sick. Let's go indoors and have a cup of hot tea for a rest." Yao Ji said softly, reached into her sleeve pocket and pinched the handkerchief but didn't take it out.

Zhang Ning said: "Although I can't beat Chunmei, but my physical fitness is very good." He said, without disobeying Yao Ji's intention, he obediently got up and walked to the house outside the Cuju field.

Entering a teahouse, Yao Ji withdrew all the attendants and made tea for Zhang Ning herself.She put down the two glass cups, sat down beside Zhang Ning, and continued with what she had done outside without any worries. She took out a shiny and precious handkerchief, and gently wiped it around his collarbone. Sweating.

Zhang Ning smelled a tangy fragrance.Only then did he notice that suddenly, the two of them were alone in the room.

But the door of the room was ajar, and a white skirt could be seen from the crack of the door, and there was a sword attendant in white standing at the door.A ray of sunlight shines on the floor of the house, and the fine dust dancing in the light is also clear; even though the surrounding is clean and spotless, in fact, everywhere is covered with dust.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Ning said, "My concubine seems to have something to say to me."

He probably meant to move away from the screen, so Yao Ji naturally put away the handkerchief softly, and said calmly, "If you like Chunmei, come and live with me at night, and I will let Chunmei sleep."

"On the cuju field just now...forget it." Zhang Ning was a little embarrassed, he always felt that it was better for the women around Yao Ji to move less.Although the princes and nobles have always been promiscuous in the compound, there are many incidents.

He pondered for a moment, then changed the subject and said: "Actually, our plan is not very strict. I am also thinking that there should be loopholes in using false 'facts' to deceive Emperor Jianwen; for example, Emperor Jianwen and a group of ministers. Will you realize that Wang Gouer is not completely trustworthy?"

Yao Ji said softly: "Didn't I arrange a good show, just wait and see, he will believe it."