Returning to Before Husband’s Castration - Chapter 209

The bath room is full of the fragrance of roses. It is early summer. They are all freshly picked roses. Soaking in water can moisturize the skin.

Wang Daxia’s brain buzzed, like thousands of bees flying in his brain. Still a familiar scene! Still a familiar routine! He and Wei Caiwei happened here for the first time!

At that time, he still didn’t know the customs. Wei Caiwei played a game of finding roses with him. He knew where she hid the roses, so he didn’t dare to get them.

Now, this game has been unable to resist Wang Daxia, who can make perfect. He was like doing the imperial examination questions in advance. He encountered the same question in the examination room, and he had a chance to win.

Wang Daxia immediately rolled up her sleeves, put her hand into the tub, and went to the place where Wei Caiwei hid the roses last time.

Hmm… nothing.

Wei Caiwei, who was relaxing in the bathtub, let out an exclamation and slapped the surface of the water with anger, “What are you doing? Get out!”

Wei Caiwei was also excited all night last night. She didn’t sleep well. She woke up in the morning and she had dark circles under her eyes. The lady combing her hair took at least two or two lotions of powder on her face to cover the blackness under her eyes. The makeup used an hour, heavy headwear and wedding dresses, wedding ceremonies and so on.

Wei Caiwei had been tired for a day, her muscles and bones were sore, she just wanted to soak in hot water and have a good rest. When she was most relaxed, something crappy came in and shocked her!

The drops of water splashed on Wang Daxia’s face, and he retracted his hands in a jealousy, not daring to wipe the drops of water, “So it wasn’t… looking for roses.”

Wei Caiwei suddenly remembered the night when she got Wang Daxia’s virgin body three years ago, and she couldn’t laugh or cry, “You are really asking for a sword by carving a boat. What’s the point of playing the same trick twice?”

Wang Daxia was very embarrassed. He was gearing up outside just now. He wanted to perform well in the night of the bridal chamber, but at the beginning of the game, he “failed” and was defeated.

However, Wang Daxia was not so easy to give in. Relying on her thick-skinned and Wei Caiwei’s liking for him, she picked up a rose from the water and said, “It’s interesting to play twice. I want to play again. This time, I hide. ,You look for.”

Ouch, Yumu’s head can actually flirt.

Wei Caiwei smiled and said, “Where do you hide this thing on your body? Oh, I see, you always say no, you are still very honest.”

Wang Daxia was beaten again: It’s over, this kind of thing cannot be done mechanically. The body of men and women is different. There is no place for Wei Caiwei to hide. If he wants to hide, he can only hide in…

No way! Can’t let her poke there anymore-at least not on the wedding night, it’s about the dignity of my groom.

Wang Daxia’s ears were as red as rouge, and she swelled her face to fill the fat man, saying, “Your thoughts are too evil, I didn’t intend to hide the roses there.”

Wei Caiwei said, “So, are you going to hide in your nostrils or ears?”

For the sake of face, Wang Daxia went out and stuffed the rose into her mouth.

Wei Caiwei hurriedly reached out and pinched his chin, “You idiot, hurry up and spit it out. The roses have been soaked in my bath water. Be careful to eat your stomach.”

The wedding night is scarce, I am afraid it will leave a psychological shadow for a lifetime.

Wang Daxia had to spit out the roses, and after three consecutive blows, he felt that tonight he was afraid that his wife would be disgusted again.

Seeing his frustrated look, Wei Caiwei couldn’t bear it, and said, “Bring the Xiangyizi here.”

Wang Daxia did the same, handing her a piece of fragrant pancreas, “Here.”

At this time, Wei Caiwei has changed from her posture to lying in the tub, revealing most of her back, meaning that she wants him to help wipe her body with the fragrant pancreas, and it is boring to hide the roses. Change the way of playing.

However, Wang Daxia obviously didn’t understand what she meant, so she just stuffed the fragrant pancreas into her hand.

This idiot, my old lady’s back was bare. Wei Caiwei took the Xiangyizi, pretending to be slippery, and Xiangyizi crashed on the floor.

Wang Daxia squatted to pick up the fragrant pancreas. Wei Caiwei, who was lying on the tub, took the opportunity to untie his belt. Wang Daxia only felt cold in her lower body, and her pants slipped to her ankles.

If Wang Daxia didn’t understand anymore, he would be a fool. He happily jumped into the tub with her long legs, and the water in the tub leaned out like two mandarin ducks playing in the water, unable to calm for a long time.

Chinese mandarin ducks dance, jade acacia cage. The eyebrows and daisies gather in shame, and the lips are warmer. Qi Qing Lan Rui Fu, skin moisturizing jade muscle plump. I couldn’t move my wrists, and bowed more lovingly. Sweat beads little, messy green pine. (Note 1)

Here, in the mandarin duck tent, we make love and hate the sound of chickens until dawn. Thousands of miles away, Fengzhou, Mongolia’s Alta Khan’s site, and the rising land are another scene.

It was still cold early in the northwestern morning in early summer. Ding Wu wore a leather jacket early in the morning and rode to a wheat field in the suburbs.

Originally the nomads had no fields, only pastures, but since the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Zhao Quan, took his followers to Alta Khan, everything has changed.

Most of Zhao Quan’s followers are farmers and craftsmen who are illiterate. He was brainwashed by his faith and deceived to get here, rooted here, reclaimed wasteland and cultivated land, and established villages like the Central Plains.

More than ten years later, the area became a fertile field. In a good harvest year, the grain of the White Lotus Sect can even be provided to the various tribes of Alta Khan.

There are carpenters, blacksmiths, and bricklayers among the believers who burn bricks to build houses, fix their residences, and exchange what is needed, gradually forming a market similar to the Central Plains. The tribe no longer has to go to the Central Plains to buy iron pots.

I Dakhan has benefited from it. Although he believes in Lamaism, he does not reject the evil/religion of White Lotus. In the past few years, the leader of Zhao Quan’s power in the Central Plains has been found and severed one by one by Daming Jinyiwei. Develop believers and reclaim land in Toyosu to consolidate local power.

At present, Fengzhou has more than 50,000 White Lotus followers rooted here, and has become a force that cannot be underestimated. The leader Zhao Quan can directly ask me to see I Dahan.

The White Lotus Sect can no longer cause trouble in Central Plains, but it is getting stronger and stronger in Fengzhou. This is not the result Ding Wu wants to see.

A ray of light appeared in the sky, and today is the first day of the wedding of righteous sister Wei Caiwei.

Is she having a good time? Will Wang Daxia always treat her well after marriage? When will I be an uncle…

Ding Wu looked at the dawn in the wheat field, silently thinking about his thoughts. When the dawn broke free from the darkness and the sun was booming from the east, and his eyes were so shining that he couldn’t open his eyes, Ding Wu closed his eyes, rolled over and dismounted, and walked in. The wheat field.

It is colder than the Central Plains, so winter wheat cannot be planted. Spring wheat is planted when the snow melts after the beginning of spring.

The wheat seedlings in early summer are lush and lush, they have not yet grown, just like leeks. Ding Wu squatted down and looked at the wheat seedlings. This year there was too little rain and the weather was dry. The artificially attracted river water was far from enough for the wheat fields. The wheat did not grow well, and each one seemed to be malnourished and collapsed.

Due to the drought, the fields have cracked into turtle shell-like patterns. If it doesn’t rain anymore, the wheat fields will have no harvest this year.

Wheat fields need water, and nomadic pastures also need water. In this severe drought, not only the white lotus seeds will not be harvested, but also the grassland livestock will die in large numbers. In autumn and winter, people cannot live without meat and food for the winter.

Once the people here feel that they can’t live anymore, they will send troops to the Daming border to plunder. The White Lotus Sect is familiar with the terrain of their hometown and is responsible for leading the way. The Mongolian cavalry will burn, kill and loot in the back, looting enough supplies to pass the winter, and distribute a part of it to the White Lotus Sect. , As a reward for leading the way.

The Bailian Sect was brainwashed by doctrine and reality, and it made plans to harm his hometown more positively, without shame, and no mercy when seeing the people in his hometown buried under the Mongolian iron cavalry. The leader Zhao Quan told them over and over again that this was the “catastrophe” suffered by these people because they refused to join the White Lotus Sect.

Join my sacred religion to avoid catastrophes. If they refused to enter the church, they deserved to be killed by God’s condemnation.

You have all been taught. Even if you encounter a famine year with no harvest, you can still eat and wear warmth, avoid the disaster year, and avoid the “catastrophe” by relying on the relief provided in the education.

Under the bewitching of the leader Zhao Quan, the believers are willing to lead the Mongolian soldiers, proud of being a ghost.

Ding Wu rode around the fields for a whole day, and determined that the harvest is unavoidable. He wrote that this year’s grassland drought is inevitable. In the fall and winter, I will send troops to plunder the border. Daming must be prepared to strengthen the border defense to deal with the enemy. Information on large-scale attacks, and later emphasized that there will be a big battle this year. If you don’t prepare well, I am afraid that you will repeat the Gengxu Rebellion during the Jiajing Emperor’s reign.

The information was sent out through the secret pile, and Ding Wu still had a heart hanging. The tragedy of their Ding family was caused by the Gengxu Rebellion. Will Daming survive the catastrophe this time?

Ding Wu went to the White Lotus Sect General Altar in Fengcheng and asked to see the leader Zhao Quan.

Three years ago, in Xinghua City, Tie Niu, one of the four heirs who gave the leader Zhao Quan a financial path, betrayed the White Lotus Sect and established his own business. It was eradicated by Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou’s coalition forces. Zhao Quan lost the greatest wealth of the Central Plains, so he suspected it. Ding Wu.

Because as soon as Ding Wu left, Tie Niu apostasy and self-reliance, claiming to be the reincarnation of King Ming, was annihilated by the Ming army-all this was Ding Wu came back to tell him, there is no real evidence, Tie Niu’s head was chopped off, dead people can Speaking, of course, is what Ding Wu said.

But Zhao Quan didn’t have any evidence to suspect Ding Wu, not to mention that Ding Wu had three women as the backstage, so he didn’t dare to torture Ding Wu severely.

From then on, Zhao Quan distanced himself from Ding Wu.

Zhao Quan did not see Ding Wu, and Ding Wu stayed in the altar and refused to leave.

Fighting a dog also depends on the owner. For the sake of San Niangzi’s face, Zhao Quan finally showed up, “How come Ding Gongzi has time to come to my Shengjiao today.”

Ding Wu said: “The leader forgot? I am the four heirs of Shengjiao. I walked around in the land today. The crops in the fields are not growing well. I care about the future livelihoods of the 50,000 followers of Shengjiao. , I came to discuss with the leader of the 50,000 followers how to spend this winter.”

Zhao Quan was not worried at all and said, “There is nothing to be afraid of due to drought. Even if there is no harvest, the 50,000 followers of the White Lotus Cult will not die from starvation. I have a way to feed them and survive the drought. Teaching to avoid catastrophe is more than just a slogan. The holy teaching does what it says and will not make any congregation hungry.”

The implication is to return to the old industry and lead the Mongolian soldiers to Da Ming to grab food wealth.