The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Chapter 86

"Your Majesty, if you have any difficulties, you can't tell Wan'er. If you let this smelly man enter the bedroom, people will gossip if it spreads."

Shangguan Wan'er pursed her lips lightly, wanting to cry.

Thinking that the empress was going to lead the man into the bedroom and spend time alone, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, which was unacceptable.

What is a stinky man, Miss Wan'er, you can't talk nonsense just because of your good looks, I, Jiang, am a gentleman. . .Jiang Ming took a step forward and said with a smile: "Miss Wan'er, only I can solve your majesty's troubles, besides, we have a clean relationship between monarch and minister, and we are not afraid of the shadow when we are upright."

Although he likes talking, he really doesn't have any unreasonable thoughts about Wu Zetian.

It's not that he sits still and is simply afraid of death.

A semi-god-level powerhouse who can't control it yet, how can it compare to the delicate Jialuo girl and the sweet and sweet sister Hua.

"Bah, stinky men are not allowed to call me by my name, call me Lord Shangguan!" Shangguan Wan'er spat, looking at Jiang Ming with hostile eyes.

"Alright, alright, Lord Shangguan."

Jiang Ming quickly changed his words, he didn't want to provoke a woman who likes to pee on other people's heads.

At this time, Wu Zetian said: "Wan'er, don't make trouble anymore, Jiang Ming and I have some important matters to deal with, you stay outside and don't allow anyone to come in."

After speaking, she led Jiang Ming into the bedroom.

Di Jun's spirit could hardly be suppressed, and after wasting some time, this body directly changed its owner.

boom!
The door was mercilessly closed, and Shangguan Wan'er stomped her feet angrily outside the door.

Half an hour later, the gate reopened, and Wu Zetian and Jiang Ming walked out one after the other.

The former had a ruddy complexion, and the haze between his brows was swept away, while the latter had a sallow complexion, and his body was hollowed out.

Di Jun's soul was sealed, just like Jiang Ziya was sealed.

It's just that this time it was the result of the joint efforts of the two of them, of which Jiang Ming contributed [-]% of the power, and there was really not a drop of it.

Shangguan Wan'er's eyes lit up, her two snow-white long legs alternated quickly, and she came up to her in a few steps: "Your Majesty, the trouble is solved?"

"En." Wu Zetian nodded slightly, then looked at Jiang Ming, and said coldly, "Jiang Ming, you can go."

What a cold-faced queen, she doesn't recognize anyone when she puts on her pants. . .Jiang Ming cursed in his heart, cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After walking more than a dozen steps, I suddenly heard the Queen's voice from behind: "Wait a minute, if someone asks about today's affairs, how should you answer?"

The implication is that if you dare to reveal this matter, I will hack you to death.

"Of course I answered truthfully. The minister sent His Majesty back to the palace, and then returned to the residence to fight with the woman he was close to until dawn the next day." Jiang Ming did not forget to disgust her while saving his life.

Wu Zetian gritted her teeth secretly: "Get lost!"

"Come on." Jiang Ming ran away in a panic.

"This stinky man who doesn't know how to behave, please allow me to teach him a lesson for you, Your Majesty!" Shangguan Wan'er said with a raised eyebrow.

"Forget it, if it wasn't for him, I might not be able to come back." Wu Zetian glanced at the back of the white clothes who were fading away, turned and went back to the dormitory.

Shangguan Wan'er followed closely behind, she was shocked and said: "Is it really that dangerous?"

Wu Zetian told Shangguan Wan'er what happened today.

Speaking of Di Jun's attempt to seize the house, Shangguan Wan'er gritted her teeth, wishing to tear Di Jun to pieces with her own hands.

Speaking of Jiang Ming Yujian coming, Shangguan Wan'er was relieved, and at the same time secretly annoyed why it wasn't herself.

Later, Jiang Ming chased and killed Ming Shiyin and cut off part of Dijun's dark power. Shangguan Wan'er gradually became dull. She couldn't believe that platinum fighters could be so powerful.

She witnessed what happened next.

"Although this Jiang Ming is glib, he is extremely talented. He is a rare talent, not to mention being kind to me."

Wu Zetian glanced at Wan'er, and said calmly, "If it weren't for that, with his frivolous words just now, ten heads would not be enough to cut off."

Shangguan Wan'er nodded lightly, accepting the empress' point of view, and immediately snorted and said: "Talent belongs to talent, if he dares to be rude to His Majesty again, I will definitely smash his mouth with the hair awl in my hand."

"Okay, whatever you want." Wu Zetian smiled dotingly, and pulled her to sit on the bed.

The two haven't seen each other for some time, and they have a lot of things to say.

Jiang Ming swaggered out of the palace and went straight back to the Yamen. He didn't find Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang, but ran into Marco Polo who was waiting for him here.

"Jiang Ming, you are back." Marco Polo saw him and rushed to meet him.

Jiang Ming asked suspiciously, "Di Renjie hasn't woken up yet?"

Marco Polo looked anxious: "Master Di's mind and soul were damaged, and he almost died. I have consulted several doctors and said that there is nothing they can do."

"The injury is so serious?!" Jiang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, "Where is he now?"

Di Renjie was attacked by Jiang Ziya, Jiang Ming didn't think it was a big deal, and he could rest for a few days at most, but he never thought it was so serious.

"At Le Yi Fang."

Music workshop? ? ?
Jiang Ming black question mark face.

That's where rich people in Chang'an spend their time. Di Renjie is half dead. Why do you take him to the music workshop?

Could it be that listening to a song and watching a dance can wake up his sleeping soul?
Without waiting for Jiang Ming to ask, Marco Polo explained: "Li Yuanfang said that there is an old friend of Master Di who is good at treating diseases of the mind and soul."

"Well, let's go, let's go see if we can help."

Chang'an Leyifang enjoys a high reputation in the Tang Dynasty. The quality of singers and dancers is far from comparable to other cities. People often spend a lot of money here just to smile for the beauties.

Most of the concubines in Leyifang were born in poor families, and the families could not afford to support them or were short of money, so they sold their young daughters to Leyifang.

First, you can exchange some money to tide over the difficulties, and second, the young girl can at least live without worrying about food and drink here.

These girls have been trained since childhood. Those who are slender go to practice dancing, those with clear voices go to practice singing, those with nimble fingers go to practice playing. If you don’t look good, then be a servant.

Le Yifang does not support idlers, so if you want to make a living, you must have a skill.

A good job counts.

As soon as Jiang Mingfu stepped into the music workshop, he heard the sound of the zither.

On the stage facing the red door on the first floor, several female performers sang and danced.

They are all young girls in their twenties, each of whom is seven or eight percent handsome.

Jiang Ming's eyes drifted unconsciously to the dancer's body, the curves were perfect, sometimes loose and sometimes constricted, ups and downs like a roller coaster.

It's hard to take your eyes off.

After about a few breaths, Jiang Ming remembered that there was still business to do, so he reluctantly looked away from the dancer.

He glanced at Marco Polo.

Good guy, this guy is more addicted than me, and the corners of his mouth are drooling.

Jiang Ming coughed twice.

Marco Polo remained motionless, his eyes fascinated.

Snapped!
Jiang Ming slapped him on the head: "You old pervert, wake up!"

(End of this chapter)