Exclusive Conquest of the Beauties of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty (1-40)

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Chapter 1 Reborn as a King of a Nation
"Teacher, look, this tomb is so well preserved!"
In a newly discovered archaeological site on the outskirts of Mianyang City, Sichuan Province, several university students surrounded a scholar dressed as an expert professor.
The speaker was fair-skinned and refined; his name was Xi Qi, an archaeology major. This time, he and his classmates were on an archaeological mission with their mentor.
Their mentor, Professor Wang, was over fifty years old and a well-known figure in the field of archaeology in China, holding positions in cultural relics departments and museums at the provincial and municipal levels. Xi Qi and his classmates were here as Professor Wang's assistants for an internship.
Of course, this wasn't their first time, so Xi Qi and his classmates were very skilled in surveying and excavating artifacts.
"Indeed, based on preliminary judgment, this should be a tomb from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. It's quite incredible that it's so well preserved." The professor was also somewhat surprised. After thousands of years, the bamboo slips buried with the deceased should have long since decayed, but these bamboo slips were largely intact, only scattered into fragments due to the rotting of the binding ropes.
A male student carefully picked up a fragment, suddenly exclaimed "Eh!", and read aloud the inscription: "Duke Xian of Jin died in the 26th year. In autumn, Xi Qi was established, and the affairs of state were entrusted to Xun Xi." The male student gave Xi Qi a mischievous look: "Haha, Xi Qi, I didn't know you were a ruler."
"Get out of here, my surname is Xi, his surname is Ji, we're completely unrelated." The
Jin royal family originated from the Zhou dynasty royal family, naturally belonging to the Ji surname. The male student was just joking to lighten the mood.
Xi Qi didn't mind, casually picking up a jade pendant buried with the deceased and examining it. This was a piece of dragon-patterned jade, smooth to the touch, clearly of excellent quality.
Just then, a violent shaking suddenly shook the ground, causing everyone to lose their footing.
"Earthquake..."
The earth trembled violently; it was a sudden, massive earthquake.
The tomb collapsed, and before being crushed by the heavy debris, Xi Qi, in a panic, clutched the dragon-patterned jade tightly in his hand.
His head throbbed.
He didn't know how much time had passed before Xi Qi felt a splitting headache.
"I'm not dead?" This was Xi Qi's first thought.
"Xi Qi, my son, why are you so cruel..." Xi Qi suddenly realized that a young woman in palace attire was lying beside him, her voice filled with deep sorrow.
"Your Majesty, please accept my condolences," an elderly man in a long robe offered words of comfort by the bedside, though his tone was harsh, suggesting he harbored considerable resentment towards the woman in palace attire.
This was a very spacious room, complete with an antique and grand jade screen. Lying blankly on the large bed, gazing at the antique furnishings and the men and women in ancient costumes, Xi Qi almost thought he had stumbled into a film set.
"The King is awake!"
A woman's scream suddenly rang out beside him.
The young woman in palace attire, her eyes blurred with tears, looked up at the sound, overjoyed, and pulled Xi Qi into her arms, repeatedly saying, "Awake? Good thing you're awake! Heaven hasn't forsaken my son, Heaven hasn't forsaken my son..."
Immediately, everyone in the room knelt down, chanting, "Heaven bless the King! Heaven bless the Great Jin!"
What was happening?
Xi Qi was completely unprepared. He only felt a refreshing fragrance wafting to his nose, and his cheek touched something soft yet firm, a wonderfully pleasant sensation.
Suddenly, countless fragments of memories flooded in, as if about to burst his mind. Xi Qi cried out in pain, and then everything went black as he fainted again.
"Imperial Physician! Quickly, summon the Imperial Physician!" the young woman in palace attire shouted anxiously.
The night was as still as water.
When Xi Qi awoke, looking at his current body and the inexplicably new memories in his mind, he had no choice but to accept the fact that he had transmigrated and been reborn.
He had transmigrated to the Spring and Autumn Period, nearly three thousand years ago, and become Ji Xiqi, the son of Duke Xian of Jin and the new ruler of Jin.
In his previous life, Xiqi was an archaeology major, specializing in Han and Tang history, but also knowledgeable about pre-Qin history. If he remembered correctly, this Ji Xiqi was a tragic figure. He ascended the throne at the young age of fourteen, a time of great upheaval and uncertainty. Internally, powerful ministers harbored rebellious intentions, while externally, his elder brother coveted the throne, making his position extremely precarious. Just ten months later, he was assassinated at Duke Xian's funeral.
According to Ji Xiqi's memory, Duke Xian's funeral should not have been delayed for ten months, but officials led by the minister Li Ke insisted on further expanding the already luxurious mausoleum, arguing that Duke Xian was a great ruler and his funeral should not be simple. This delayed until just over ten days ago, when Duke Xian's coffin was finally laid to rest.
After the funeral, Ji Xiqi would officially take control of the government, wielding the power of life and death.
But at the funeral, a mysterious assassin appeared out of nowhere and pierced Ji Xiqi's lung with a sharpened bamboo sliver. Given the rudimentary surgical techniques of the Spring and Autumn Period, such an injury was virtually impossible to save; he was certain to die.
Historically, after Ji Xiqi's death, with the other princes in exile, Chancellor Xun Xi would install his younger brother Zhuozi as the new ruler. Less than a month later, Zhuozi would be killed by Li Ke's faction, who would then welcome back the third prince, Yi Wu, who would become known as Duke Hui of Jin.
But now, Ji Xiqi hadn't died. Instead, after being in a coma for over ten days, he awoke, and his soul had been replaced by Xiqi, a college student from the 21st century.
"From now on, I am Ji Xiqi,"
Xiqi said with a bitter smile. Because of the distant past, the history of the Spring and Autumn Period was often only briefly mentioned in historical records, especially the lives of short-lived rulers like Ji Xiqi, whose lives were summarized in just a few lines.
Therefore, Xi Qi was completely clueless about the current situation and didn't even know what to do next.
However, Duke Xian of Jin, Duke Hui of Jin (Yi Wu), and later Duke Wen of Jin (Chong Er) were all prominent figures in history and could provide Xi Qi with some information. At the very least, he could identify his enemies. Ministers loyal to Yi Wu and Chong Er were obviously not supporters of Ji Xi Qi.
The biggest known enemy was the minister Li Ke, a staunch supporter of the deceased Crown Prince Shen Sheng. Li Ke had always been the most vehement opponent of Duke Xian's decision to make Ji Xi Qi his heir.
Ministers in this era often kept large private armies. If a certain number of nobles united, the palace might not be able to be defended in the event of a sudden attack.
Xi Qi felt like he was in imminent danger.
"Xi Qi, you're not well yet, why did you come out?"
A beautiful young woman in palace attire appeared behind Xi Qi, surrounded by several maids, her face showing both reproach and concern. She was Li Ji, the most beloved wife of Duke Xian of Jin, and the birth mother of Ji Xiqi.
Beside Li Ji was a beautiful young woman, mature and alluring, exuding captivating charm, her beauty only slightly inferior to Li Ji's.
Li Ji was originally the daughter of the leader of the Li Rong tribe. In the fifth year of Duke Xian's reign (672 BC), Jin attacked the Li Rong and captured Li Ji and her sister. Duke Xian, Ji Guizhu, was infatuated with Li Ji's beauty and doted on her immensely, even going so far as to depose his eldest son and establish a younger one in favor of him. Ultimately, this forced Crown Prince Shen Sheng to commit suicide, and his second son, Chong'er, and third son, Yi Wu, were even forced to relinquish their fiefdoms and flee to foreign lands.
"It's nothing, I just felt a bit stuffy in the room, so I came out for a walk." Xi Qi's tone was somewhat stiff. He hadn't fully adapted to his new identity, so he still felt a bit distant from Li Ji, his "birth mother."
Although Li Ji noticed Xi Qi's unusual behavior, she assumed it was because he had just recovered from his injuries and didn't pay much attention.
At this moment, the beautiful young woman next to Li Ji covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "Sister, don't blame Xi Qi. Walking around is actually good for his health. It's rare to see Xi Qi so energetic these days; it's something to be happy about."
Relying on the memories of the original owner of this body, Xi Qi remembered that this beautiful young woman was Shao Ji, Li Ji's younger sister, and his aunt in this life.
"You always spoil him." Li Ji glared at Shao Ji, but there was no hint of blame in her eyes.
"By the way, sister, before, when Xi Qi's fate was unknown, Grand Tutor Xun appointed Zhuozi as heir apparent, just in case. However, now that Xi Qi is safe and sound, I think Zhuozi's position as heir apparent should be revoked." Shao Ji hesitated for a moment before saying this.
The heir apparent is the successor of a feudal lord. When Xi Qi was in critical condition, Xun Xi appointed Shao Ji's son, Zhuozi, as heir apparent to prevent any unforeseen events.
Shao Ji was forced into this situation; since ancient times, the throne has been ruthless. If she didn't bring it up or brought it up later, Li Ji might suspect her of having designs on the throne.
Xun Xi, whose given name was An and courtesy name was Xi, was highly valued by Duke Xian of Jin for his meritorious service in devising a plan to destroy Guo and attack Yu.
Xun Xi was loyal, resourceful, and a former minister of Duke Wu. He served Duke Xian of Jin faithfully for nearly 30 years, becoming Duke Xian's most trusted advisor.
Duke Xian not only appointed him Grand Tutor but also, on his deathbed, appointed him Prime Minister, entrusting him with the administration of state affairs and wielding immense power. Even though Xi Qi was too weak and Li Ji's faction too domineering, causing the death of Crown Prince Shen Sheng and forcing the princes to flee, Xun Xi, despite his displeasure, did his utmost to maintain Xi Qi's position out of loyalty to Duke Xian.
Without Xun Xi's support, Xi Qi, even with Duke Xian's dying wish, would likely never have ascended the throne, as Li Ji was extremely unpopular in Jin.
Hearing Shao Ji's words, Li Ji gave her a deep look, her smile growing even more sincere: "Sister, it's rare to see someone so thoughtful. How about this, I'll definitely have Xi Qi bestow a rich fief upon Zhuo Zi. Hmm, what do you think of Pu Yi?"
Pu Yi was originally the fiefdom of Prince Chong'er. After Chong'er fled, Pu Yi naturally became a no-man's land. However, Pu Yi was a newly built city by Prince Chong'er, so it couldn't be considered prosperous, but the land was fertile, far better than remote mountainous areas. There was no other way; most of the slightly prosperous towns in Jin were fiefdoms cultivated by powerful officials over many years, and even the ruler couldn't arbitrarily take them away. This forced Prince Chong'er and Prince Yi Wu to build their own fiefdoms to avoid going to remote small towns, and now it had benefited someone else.
"Thank you, sister," Shao Ji said gracefully with a bow.
Chapter Two: The Younger Sister Warms the Bed
"Younger sister, you're too kind. We've relied on each other for over a decade in this palace, and finally, we've made it. The best days are yet to come."
Seeing the young concubine's understanding, Li Ji smiled gently, her demeanor graceful.
To have captivated the powerful Duke Xian of Jin, a ruler who had seen countless beauties, to the point of even deposing the eldest son in favor of the younger, Li Ji was undoubtedly a woman of unparalleled beauty. Even after giving birth, her charm remained undiminished, only enhanced by an even more alluring allure. Moreover, Xi Qi's awakening had greatly pleased Li Ji, making her radiant.
In ancient times, women married very young; it wasn't uncommon for them to marry and have children as young as fourteen or fifteen. Xi Qi had been on the throne for ten months and was now just fifteen, while Li Ji was only thirty, still in the prime of her youth.
"Xi Qi, it's late. Go back and rest." Li Ji approached, extending her snow-white hand to lovingly stroke Xi Qi's head.
Although Xi Qi was already a dashing fifteen-year-old boy, taller than Li Ji by half a head, in Li Ji's eyes, he would always be a child who never grew up. She didn't know that the Xi Qi before her was no longer the frail Ji Xi Qi of the past, but a college student with the mindset of an adult.
Faced with Li Ji's intimate gestures, Xi Qi was momentarily at a loss for words. Li Ji, so close to him, possessed a breathtaking beauty in every movement. Her fragrance was delicate, her breath sweet as orchids. She wore a purple-blue palace dress, her legs long and slender, her features exquisite, her breasts full, her skin as white as jade, her neck a smooth, snow-white expanse. Her hair was adorned with pearls and agates, and her bright red lips added to her allure. Every glance she gave exuded charm, a picture of perfection. Exquisite! A femme fatale!
Even Bao Si, who captivated all beings and made King You of Zhou recklessly light the beacon fires to amuse the feudal lords, was no more beautiful than her.
"A single glance from her could launch a thousand ships, eclipsing all the beauties of the harem." Xi Qi was captivated by Li Ji's unparalleled beauty, secretly regretting his transmigration into the body of her son. If he had been born as Duke Xian of Jin , Ji Guizhu, wouldn't he have enjoyed immense pleasure? Hmm, even better if he had been born in Duke Xian's youth.
Li Ji's pretty face, a mixture of anger and delight, lightly tapped Xi Qi's forehead.
"Well, well, you dare flirt with your mother? You deserve a beating!"
"Uh, how can this be considered flirting? I just wanted to compose a poem to praise you, Mother." Xi Qi protested, rubbing his forehead. He knew he had lost his composure, but he wasn't the real Ji Xi Qi. Despite possessing all her memories, he hadn't yet adapted to being Li Ji's mother and was naturally intimidated by her beauty.
"Fine, compose a complete poem, and I'll forgive you. Otherwise…" Li Ji made a gesture as if to strike him.
Shao Ji watched with a beaming smile, acting as if she were merely passing by.
Xi Qi finally composed himself, feigning thought for a moment, then recited: "The king, captivated by beauty, yearns for a woman to topple a kingdom, yet for years he has sought but none." "
A daughter of the Rong family has just come of age, raised in seclusion, unknown to the world."
"Her innate beauty could not be concealed, and one day she was chosen to serve the king."
"A single glance, a smile, and a hundred charms bloom; the beauties of the six palaces pale in comparison."
"Her cloud-like hair adorned with flowers and golden hairpins, she spends the spring night in the warm hibiscus-scented tent."
"The spring night is short, the sun rises high, and from then on, the king neglects his morning court."
"She has no time to serve and entertain, spring outings and nights devoted to him." "
Three thousand beauties in the harem, yet all
the emperor's favor rests on one." This is the famous "Song of Everlasting Regret" by the great Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi, widely known and loved. Originally telling the story of the love and hate between Emperor Xuanzong and Yang Guifei, Xi Qi has now selected two sections and pieced them together into his own work. But this is a great perk for time travelers; why not take advantage of it?
Moreover, considering that this was the Spring and Autumn Period of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and taking into account the identity of Duke Xian of Jin, Xi Qi changed "Han Emperor" to "King" (君王). Given that Li Ji was from the Li Rong tribe, "Yang Family" was also changed to "Rong Family" (戎家).
Xi Qi had thought that this display of literary talent would impress the women, but he had overlooked one crucial point: Li Ji and Shao Ji were from the Rong tribe, unlike those aristocratic ladies raised in Han Chinese culture who enjoyed empty rhetoric. Naturally, they weren't particularly interested in poetry. As for the palace maids, they looked on with a mixture of awe and disbelief. They couldn't even read, and although they admired Xi Qi 's literary talent, they couldn't understand it.
The descriptions in the poem closely matched Li Ji's life, and she was touched. However, she parted her lips slightly, pouring cold water on Xi Qi's enthusiasm: "Xi Qi, the term 'King' (君王) specifically refers to the Son of Heaven. You can't use it carelessly, lest those old fogies outside jump out and criticize you again."
In this era, only the Zhou emperor could be called king. The various states were divided into five ranks of nobility: duke, marquis, earl, viscount, and baron. Their subjects addressed them as rulers. The dukes addressed each other according to their titles. Only a few Central Plains states, such as Song and Cheng, held legitimate dukedoms. Jin, however, was a hereditary marquisate. Although Duke Xian of Jin was called a duke, it was merely a title of respect within Jin; the Zhou royal family did not recognize it. Of course, because Jin was powerful under Duke Xian's rule, intimidating other states, and because Jin itself was a branch of the royal family, its tribute to the royal family was consistently generous, the Zhou emperor had no choice but to acquiesce to Duke Xian's self-proclaimed dukedom.
However, this was the Spring and Autumn period. Even though the Zhou royal family was weak and declining, practically a figurehead, its influence remained. Except for Chu, it was not uncommon for various states to privately elevate titles within their own states, but no one dared to claim the title of king, especially since Jin outwardly always proclaimed itself a king.
Xi Qi's position is not secure. If the term "King" were to spread, although it would elevate Duke Xian, it would also draw criticism for youthful ignorance and disrespect for the king's way, further alienating Xi Qi, who already has few supporters.
Xi Qi realized he had unintentionally made a mistake, but thankfully no outsiders were present; otherwise, the reasons why the physician Li Ke and others opposed his ascension to the throne would have been further strengthened.
"I understand, Mother. I will be more careful in my words and actions from now on." Xi Qi took a deep breath, knowing he couldn't act too recklessly until he was firmly established on the throne
. "That's good. With Grand Tutor Xun and Physician You Shi assisting you, my son will surely be secure." Li Ji nodded. "It's late. Go back and rest, take care of yourself."
Following his memory, Xi Qi bowed to Li Ji and returned to his palace.
You Shi? "That name sounds so familiar," Xi Qi frowned. According to historical records, this You Shi seemed to be a favorite actor of Duke Xian of Jin, a rather favored entertainer. However, because he advised Li Ji to force the death of Crown Prince Shen Sheng, thus placing Xi Qi on the throne, he was appointed as a high official a few months ago.
Wait, unofficial histories say that this You Shi seemed to have an affair with Li Ji…
Actually, this claim is somewhat absurd, and it's more likely a fabrication by later generations. After all, Duke Xian of Jin was a powerful ruler, not someone easily fooled, and he doted on Li Ji. Li Ji had no reason to risk having an affair. However, it's hard to say, since Duke Xian was old and might not be able to satisfy Li Ji's demands.
Xi Qi walked halfway, his face ashen. If this You Shi really became his adoptive father in this life, he was doomed. He would be castrated first, then killed, cut in half at the waist, and subjected to slow slicing, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to vent his hatred.
Watching Xi Qi walk away, Shao Ji suddenly smiled: "A smile that could launch a thousand ships, eclipsing all the beauties of the six palaces..."
"Serving and entertaining without a moment's rest, spring outings and nights of devotion. Sister, Xi Qi has grown up." Shao Ji turned to look at Li Ji, her words carrying a hidden meaning.
Thinking of Xi Qi's earlier strange behavior, Li Ji's face inexplicably flushed slightly: "Yes, he's fifteen now, it's time for him to grow up."
"I've heard that the youngest daughter of Doctor Hu is exceptionally beautiful, and the granddaughter of Grand Tutor Xun is exquisitely pretty. I think they're quite a good match for Xi Qi." Shao Ji said with a light smile.
Li Ji's eyes sparkled: "Yes, Xi Qi has grown up, it's time for him to get married."
"Brother Xi Qi!"
As soon as he returned to the palace gate, Xi Qi saw a girl in a fiery red palace dress, about eleven or twelve years old, standing gracefully inside waiting. The girl called out in a clear voice, then quickly rushed over, her soft, fragrant body enveloped in his arms.
The Zhou dynasty revered the element of fire, so their flags and clothing were predominantly crimson. The state of Jin, being a vassal state of Zhou, naturally also revered red; even the capital city newly built by Duke Xian was named Jiangdu. Jiang represents deep red.
The little girl before him had a delicate face that appeared rosy against the fiery red palace dress, with bright eyes, white teeth, and adorable dimples.
Although still growing, she was undoubtedly a beauty in the making.
"Mu Ying?" Xi Qi remembered her; she was one of Duke Xian's many daughters, his half-sister, and the two had been very close since childhood.
Although Li Ji, relying on Duke Xian's favor, was always domineering and tyrannical in the Jiang Palace, Mu Ying's mother only had one daughter, posing no threat to Xi Qi's position, so naturally she wouldn't make things difficult for them.
Moreover, Mu Ying and Xi Qi were very compatible; she had been worried and saddened these past few days since Xi Qi's assassination attempt.
"Brother Xi Qi, this is chicken soup I made myself."
Mu Ying took the bowl of soup from the tray held by the maid beside her and presented it to Xi Qi like a treasure.
The bowl was made of primitive celadon, its glaze and body far inferior to later porcelain, but it was still much better than the rough earthenware bowls used by ordinary people.
Smelling the rich aroma of the chicken soup, Xi Qi felt a warmth in his heart, and drank it all under Mu Ying's watchful gaze.
It tasted quite good, very fragrant. Xi Qi savored the taste.
"Brother Xi Qi, is it good?" Mu Ying asked sweetly, wanting praise.
"Yes, it's delicious, even better than the chefs in the Imperial Kitchen." Xi Qi praised it, instantly making Mu Ying happy.
Mu Ying smiled brightly: "Then I'll make soup for Brother Xi Qi every day from now on, okay?"
"Okay. But it's late now, sweetie, it's time to sleep." Xi Qi pinched Mu Ying's cute little nose.
Xi Qi was also quite tired at this time, after all, his injuries had just healed and he needed to rest properly.
Late at night, Xi Qi was half asleep when he suddenly felt a petite body crawl into his bed. He was immediately startled awake: "Who?" The original owner of this body had been replaced by Xi Qi because of an assassination attempt. This was Xi Qi's first day of transmigration and rebirth, but he had never dared to be careless.
"It's me, Brother Xi Qi..."
Xi Qi was stunned when he heard the other person's voice: "Mu Ying? What are you doing...?"
Mu Ying leaned closer and said shyly: "Brother Xi Qi, I'm scared. I want to hold you. I'm afraid I won't see you tomorrow morning." She was traumatized by the assassination attempt. On the day of Duke Xian's burial, she stood by and witnessed the assassin plunge a sharpened bamboo sliver into Xi Qi's chest, and then use that bamboo sliver to commit suicide before the guards could catch up.
Holding the youthful body in his arms, Xi Qi felt a strange restlessness in his heart.
"Mu Ying," Xi Qi whispered in Mu Ying's ear.
"Mmm..." Mu Ying buried her head shyly in Xi Qi's chest, but in the darkness, Xi Qi couldn't see her face clearly, yet Mu Ying was still incredibly shy.
Xi Qi mischievously blew air into Mu Ying's ear, and Mu Ying twisted her body, playfully punching him: "Brother, don't be so naughty."
Her voice was sweet and charming, teasing Xi Qi a little.
In the darkness, nothing could be seen clearly, but it was precisely this indistinct, hazy quality that made it all the more alluring.
The girl's body was still immature, but in the process of development, it exuded youthful vitality, and Mu Ying was clinging to him tightly, so Xi Qi's breathing became a little heavy.
"Brother, stop tickling me! Ouch, don't scratch me anymore..." Mu Ying's body twisted, her laughter like the tinkling of silver bells. Xi Qi was mischievously tickling her armpits and waist, places prone to tickling. Not to be outdone, Mu Ying tickled Xi Qi back. After a while of playful banter, Mu Ying's little hand suddenly touched a raised area. She asked curiously, "Brother, what's that? Why don't I have it?"
"That's the giant dragon you raised, brother." His private parts were now in Mu Ying's grasp, and the strange sensation made Xi Qi involuntarily tremble.
"Ah, this dragon won't eat people, will it?" Mu Ying released her grip, somewhat frightened.
"How could that be? This is what your brother raised, don't be afraid..." Mu Ying's hand slipped from the dragon, making Xi Qi feel a sense of loss. He ruffled Mu Ying's hair and said, "Be good, help your brother with his dragon, okay? Otherwise, it'll be very hard for your brother."
"But, Mu Ying doesn't know how," Mu Ying said timidly.
"You can learn if you don't know. Mu Ying, can you help your brother? If it's uncomfortable, your brother will feel very uncomfortable too." Xi Qi transformed into a beast, seducing the innocent little girl.
"Then, how do I do it?" Mu Ying opened her eyes dazedly.
Xi Qi removed his clothes from between his legs, revealing his enormous penis. Then, he took Mu Ying's small hand and guided it to his penis, coaxing her gently, "Come on, hold it with both hands like this, and gently, um, move it up and down like this, oh, yes, just like that, good girl, Mu Ying is really your brother's good sister..."
Mu Ying, seemingly understanding, stretched out her soft, snow-white hand and grasped the limp, enormous penis, gently stroking it. Feeling a surge of intense pleasure and excitement, Xi Qi couldn't help but let out a soft groan. His penis involuntarily began to heat up and swell.
Xi Qi breathed out a satisfied sigh, not only physically but also psychologically. Personally training this innocent and adorable little girl gave Xi Qi a wicked sense of accomplishment, and once this was started, it was impossible to stop.
"Oh, how did it get so big, brother? How did it turn into a stick?" Mu Ying suddenly exclaimed.
"I'm going to die! Little girl, can you please stop being so cute? Something bad will happen..."
Xi Qi felt a primal desire quietly growing within him. After all, he was a fully mature man, and this body was already fifteen years old; even a real fight wouldn't be a problem.
"Brother, why did it turn into a stick?" Mu Ying asked, puzzled.
A fire broke out... Xi Qi felt his blood boiling, desperately needing professional help to cool him down.
"This is brother's golden cudgel. If Mu Ying doesn't behave, brother will use this big stick to whip Mu Ying's little bottom hard."
"Brother, no! Mu Ying will be good!" The little girl was startled and worked even harder.
The more obedient you are, the more I want to whip you with the "stick"!
Her delicate hands and burning desire made Xi Qi increasingly uncomfortable.
He couldn't take it anymore!
Xi Qi suddenly flipped over, pinning Mu Ying down on the bed.
"Brother..." Mu Ying was both surprised and ashamed, not knowing what was wrong with Xi Qi.
Xi Qi's hands slid down Mu Ying's lower abdomen, parting her legs and placing them on his waist. Then, his hard, burning dragon pressed tightly against the girl's crotch, rubbing, thrusting, and pounding against that hidden paradise.
Even through Mu Ying's clothes, he could still feel the beauty of her body; the smooth, warm touch made Xi Qi let out a long sigh.
Although he hadn't penetrated her, the head of his penis occasionally rubbed against her lips, sometimes gently pressing against them, which somewhat alleviated Xi Qi's desire.
"Brother, it's so hot, so uncomfortable..." Mu Ying endured weakly, her body burning hot, unconsciously moaning through her nose, her hands unconsciously wrapping around Xi Qi's neck, and her tender pubic hair gradually becoming moist.
After a long while, Xi Qi suddenly let out a low growl, convulsing and ejaculating, shooting directly into the very end of her thighs through her clothes!
The hot, moist semen soaked through the thin trousers, slippery, sticky, and warm, some even clinging to Mu Ying's lips.
Chapter Three: Wine, Women, Wealth, Temper, and Power.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Xi Qi, who had been sleeping in Mu Ying's arms, was awakened by the eunuch commander Cheng An.
The eunuch commander was in charge of all the eunuchs and palace servants, a position equivalent to the chief eunuch in later generations.
Mu Ying was too ashamed to look up, hiding under the covers like an ostrich, feeling guilty. The thought of the shameful scene from the previous night only made her more embarrassed. Perhaps because of the emotional rollercoaster of Xi Qi's attack and subsequent awakening, she didn't know why she had acted so impulsively.
Even with his thick skin, Xi Qi felt somewhat uncomfortable. Although Mu Ying was still young, and the social norms of the time weren't as corrupting as those of the Ming and Qing dynasties, brother and sister sharing a bed was still a bit too much.
However, the palace maids didn't show any unusual reaction, and even if they did, they dared not reveal it. Serving a ruler is like walking on thin ice; they had no choice but to be extremely cautious.
"Hurry and help the ruler change his clothes. The three ministers have already arrived at the court," Cheng An urged the palace maids from the doorway.
Cheng An appeared to be in his fifties, with a fair complexion and no beard. He was a close attendant of Duke Wu and a confidant of Duke Xian, having served the rulers of Jin for over forty years—a true veteran of three reigns.
Moreover, Cheng An was cautious and taciturn, enjoying Duke Xian's favor. During the struggle for the throne, he had never spoken a good word about any of the princes to Duke Xian, nor had he ever spoken ill of Xi Qi and his mother, Li Ji, maintaining a neutral stance. It was precisely for this reason that Cheng An's position as eunuch chief remained secure.
As the palace maids attended to him while he washed and dressed, Xi Qi noticed Cheng An's expressionless gaze inadvertently drifting towards Mu Ying. He was momentarily at a loss for words: "Ahem, well..."
Cheng An, however, seemed unconcerned: "It's a good thing that the King and Princess Mu Ying have such a deep sibling bond. However, the King has just recovered from his injuries; please take care of yourself."
If it weren't for Cheng An's composed demeanor, Xi Qi would have almost thought he was being sarcastic.
In truth, Xi Qi didn't know that although the Zhou dynasty promoted Zhou rituals and required the feudal lords to abide by them, in reality, the Zhou dynasty's feudal system, while nominally unified,
lacked true governance. Since King Ping's eastward relocation, its influence had waned considerably, and it had long been weak and unable to control the feudal lords. Nowadays, the feudal lords and their powerful subordinates, outwardly appearing morally upright, were actually extremely corrupt. Incestuous relationships between siblings were nothing new; as long as they weren't caught red-handed, it was fine. By the late Spring and Autumn Period, more than a century later, the social order had collapsed, morality had declined, and acts of transgression against human ethics were commonplace.
While the mid-Spring and Autumn Period, in which Xi Qi now lived, hadn't reached the point of complete moral decay, it wasn't much better, just not as blatant and unrestrained.
Cheng An, having served Duke Wu and Duke Xian for many years and spent much of his time in the court, had witnessed all sorts of sordid things and was already accustomed to them. Moreover, Xi Qi was now the ruler of a state; who dared to criticize him? Cheng An wasn't part of the faction of Minister Li Ke, who had always opposed Xi Qi, so naturally he wouldn't meddle.
At the service of palace maids, Xi Qi first changed into his undergarment, then his inner garment, and then a red-based, black-patterned curved-hem robe, before finally putting on a collarless, crimson-purple outer robe.
This was merely everyday attire, suitable for general formal occasions. Even wearing it found it cumbersome for Xi Qi. For important occasions such as sacrifices, investiture ceremonies, and festivals, he would wear a full-length imperial robe, which was even more solemn and elaborate.
Adorned with a crown, black shoes, and a jade belt, Xi Qi, already handsome, now appeared even more dashing and distinguished.
A eunuch promptly presented a wooden box containing several exquisite and precious jade pendants, awaiting Xi Qi's selection. During
the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, there was a saying that "a gentleman compares his virtue to jade" and "a gentleman never leaves his jade without reason." Anyone of even a slight status would always wear jade, and when attending important occasions, they would wear a precious jade ornament to show solemnity.
This was the first court assembly since Xi Qi's assassination, so it couldn't be taken lightly. Moreover, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Xi Qi, after Duke Xian's burial, could finally formally participate in state affairs and wield power. If it weren't for the ministers like Li Ke conspiring to delay Duke Xian's funeral, Xi Qi would have already exercised the power of the ruler.
"This is…" Xi Qi casually glanced at one of the jade pendants, his gaze sweeping over it. He was instantly terrified, a storm raging within him.
Picking up the pendant and examining it closely, Xi Qi was certain that it was exactly the same as the dragon-patterned jade he had found in the ancient tomb in his previous life. The texture, color, pattern, feel, and even a certain flaw were identical; it was definitely the same piece.
Seeing that Xi Qi had chosen the dragon-patterned jade, Cheng An introduced it, saying, "This jade is called Dragon-Patterned Jade. Legend has it that it was presented to King Cheng by an ancient extraordinary person and was once worn by the emperor. Later, when King Zhao of Zhou led his southern expedition against Chu, his entire army was submerged in the Han River, and this jade became the property of Chu. It wasn't until King Ping moved the capital east that Chu returned it to the Zhou court. During the rebellion of Zi Tui, Duke Xian, newly enthroned, offered money, grain, and treasures to support the states of Zheng and Guo in supporting King Hui.
For his meritorious service, King Hui bestowed this Dragon-Patterned Jade upon him as a sign of commendation." Because it was once the personal jade pendant of both King Cheng and King Zhao of Zhou, the symbolic meaning of this Dragon-Patterned Jade was naturally extraordinary. Moreover, the legend that it was presented to the emperor by an ancient extraordinary person added another layer of mystery to it.
Xi Qi's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty. He had never understood why, despite being supposed to die in that earthquake, he had somehow transmigrated into the body of the young ruler of Jin. Now, seeing this Dragon-Patterned Jade, he couldn't help but make connections.
Just then, the dragon-patterned jade in his hand suddenly radiated heat, and then a flood of information rushed into Xi Qi's mind.
Cheng An and the others noticed Xi Qi's unusual behavior. Although they were a little puzzled, they didn't think much of it.
Feeling the magic of the dragon-patterned jade, Xi Qi understood. The "culprit" that had given him a second chance at life and caused him to transmigrate was undoubtedly this jade pendant.
Suppressing his shock, Xi Qi hung the dragon-patterned jade on his belt, took a deep breath, and walked towards the door.
However, as he walked, Xi Qi was digesting the information that the dragon-patterned jade had just transmitted.
The Five Methods of the Saint King: Wine, Lust, Wealth, Anger, and Power.
This was a very special cultivation method, even a demonic one.
According to the description: Wine, Lust, Wealth, Anger, and Power—doing these five things every day can comprehensively enhance physical fitness. The more you do, the better the effect, and it's even possible to achieve physical sainthood like Erlang Shen in the end. Wine, Lust, Wealth,
Anger, and Power?
Xi Qi was dumbfounded. Was this some kind of attempt to force him into becoming a tyrant?
Then, Xi Qi gave a command to the eunuch beside him that left him speechless: "Immediately bring me a bottle of wine." "
I, the ruler" was a self-designation used only by feudal lords, and Xi Qi had already grown accustomed to this change in status.
Cheng An, standing behind him, frowned. Drinking at this time, reeking of alcohol, and meeting with ministers was far too undignified, especially in the current situation of a young and uncertain ruler. It would definitely alienate the people; it was extremely unwise.
The seasoned Cheng An secretly shook his head, not optimistic about Xi Qi's future.
However, Cheng An was well-versed in the art of self-preservation and naturally wouldn't offer any advice or remonstrance. Seeing the eunuch still standing there in a daze, he immediately shouted, "Go quickly!"
The eunuch snapped out of his daze, fearing the king's displeasure, and immediately scurried off.
Soon, a pot of Dukang wine was delivered to Xi Qi.
Du Kang, also known as Shao Kang, was the fifth king of the Xia Dynasty and the ancestor of brewing sorghum wine, hence sorghum wine is also called Du Kang wine.
The brewing techniques of this era were far simpler than those of later generations, producing mostly low-alcohol wine that was also quite cloudy and had a poor taste.
However, Xi Qi didn't care about these things. After taking a sip, he could feel some subtle changes in his body.
Xi Qi's eyes lit up immediately—it was working!
Regardless of whether it was a psychological illusion, Xi Qi drank the entire pot of wine without feeling drunk.
His strength increased by about one-twentieth. Although the change was small, Xi Qi didn't know why he was so aware of it, but he could feel it. Clearly, this ability was also due to that mysterious and unpredictable dragon-patterned jade.
Chapter Four: Perilous Situation
"The King has arrived!"
"Your subjects pay their respects to the King."
Xi Qi entered the council hall, and several high-ranking officials nearby smelled a faint aroma of wine, immediately frowning.
Xun Xi, however, showed displeasure. Loyal to Duke Xian and entrusted with the care of the young ruler, he still wholeheartedly supported Xi Qi's ascension to the throne despite believing that Prince Chong'er was more suitable to rule Jin.
"Your Majesty's injuries have just healed; you should rest and recuperate. It is truly unwise to burden you with state affairs. I implore Your Majesty to return to the palace, and the affairs of state can be temporarily entrusted to the Prime Minister." The speaker was a man in his thirties, with a handsome appearance.
Xi Qi recognized him as Tu Anyi, a warrior by birth, formerly a retainer of Dongguan Wu, a trusted minister of Duke Xian, and now holding the position of Left Carriage Chief, one of the Seven Carriage Masters, in charge of the guards of the Jiang Palace.
Because of Xi Qi's assassination attempt, the palace guards and the Seven Carriage Masters had undergone a purge, making Tu Anyi's position even more prominent. Moreover, he was a member of Dongguan Wu's faction, thus enjoying the favor of Li Ji, who entrusted him with the position of Left Carriage Chief.
Tu Anyi's words not only demonstrated his unwavering loyalty but also subtly sowed discord between Xi Qi and Xun Xi. If Xi Qi hadn't possessed the memories and wisdom of over two thousand years in the future, knowing Xun Xi's absolute loyalty, he might have genuinely worried that Xun Xi's power would usurp his position.
Xi Qi gave Tu Anyi a deep look, a cold smile playing on his lips. He had been desperately recalling all the history of Duke Xian and Duke Wen of Jin; this Tu Anyi was far from simple.
First, he rose to power in the Jin court through Dongguan Wu. After Xi Qi's death, Xun Xi supported Zhuo Zi, but Tu Anyi, along with Li Ke, Pi Zheng, Gong Hua, and Zhui Chuan, launched a private attack on Jiang Palace, welcoming Yi Wu to the throne. Then, he betrayed his former allies, leading to the massacre of Li Ke's faction by Yi Wu, while Tu Anyi himself rose to the position of General of the Central Army, wielding military power.
He was a dangerous double-dealer.
Considering his previous assassination attempt, Tu Anyi was likely also involved.
Duke Xian probably never imagined that despite clearing obstacles for Xi Qi, with Xun Xi as his advisor and Dong Guan Wu and Liang Wu as his military leaders, not only forcing Crown Prince Shen Sheng to his death and several of his sons into exile, but also forcing his ministers to swear an oath never to aid the princes, Xi Qi still couldn't secure his throne. Tu
An Yi's contribution to the success of Li Ke and his group was at least half that of the others, as he was the Left Chief of the Seven Carriages, one of the seven Grand Masters, in charge of one-seventh of the guards of the Jiang Palace. Tu An Yi's defection at a crucial moment would be a fatal blow.
Xi Qi already harbored murderous intent, but outwardly he had to pretend nothing was wrong, because Tu An Yi was now ostensibly part of Dong Guan Wu's faction, and no one knew his ambitions. The Right Sima Dong Guan Wu and the Left Sima Liang Wu were former officials of Duke Xian, wielding military power in Jin and supporting Xi Qi, but both were mediocre and lacked ability. However, even if they possessed great talent and ambition, Duke Xian probably wouldn't feel at ease. "Minister Tu'an is very kind; my health is
much better now." Xi Qi appeared pleased, but the murderous intent in his heart grew stronger. Anyone who knew that such a treacherous person was responsible for guarding their safety would probably find it hard to eat or sleep. "By the way, where are the physicians Li Ke and Pi Zheng?" Xi Qi asked, glancing around.
A long-bearded man in his forties or fifties stepped forward and replied, "Your Majesty, Physicians Li Ke and Pi Zheng are ill and currently resting at home. Please forgive them, Your Majesty."
This is Doctor Jia Hua, also a member of Rick's faction.
Sick? Xi Qi's eyes turned cold. He was probably plotting at home to overthrow him.
"These doctors are pillars of our Great Jin, and have worn themselves out from the burdens of state affairs. I hereby grant them three months of rest at home and bestow upon them a hundred gold pieces," Xi Qi said solemnly.
"However, state affairs are paramount. The Prime Minister will temporarily assume the duties of these doctors. Thank you for your hard work
, Prime Minister." Xi Qi bowed to Xun Xi. "Your Majesty is too kind. I have received great favors from the late Emperor; Your Majesty need not be so kind," Xun Xi quickly returned the bow.
The ministers present felt a chill. Was this the prelude to consolidating power?
However, this was also a pretext that Rick and his associates had offered themselves up. Xi Qi was going along with it, granting them three months of rest—it seemed reasonable, and no one could find fault with it. Even Jia Hua and Rick's cronies couldn't find a reason to object.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; it is truly a blessing for Great Jin," Dong Guan Wu and Liang Wu hurriedly flattered.
At this court assembly, Xi Qi, lacking experience in handling state affairs, barely had a chance to speak. However, Xi Qi didn't expect to immediately assume power; that was too unrealistic.
...
"Your Majesty, the Minghua Garden is just ahead," a young eunuch in blue robes, around seventeen or eighteen years old, said respectfully.
"What's your name?" Xi Qi glanced at him and asked.
"This servant's name is Tuji," the eunuch replied, secretly pleased, thinking he had gained the king's favor.
"Alright, you may leave. I wish to be alone
for a while," Xi Qi said casually, then waved for them to leave. The thought of Tu An Yi filled him with unease, yet he had no good solution at the moment. The position of Zuo Yu Chang controlled the north gate of Jiang Palace; if Li Ke and his men led their family troops in rebellion, they could easily storm in through the north gate.
With such a huge threat looming, Xi Qi couldn't eat or sleep. Fortunately, Tu An Yi had come forward this morning; otherwise, Xi Qi wouldn't have remembered him at the moment, and he wouldn't even know how he died.
Tu An-yi is quite ambitious. Could he be temporarily won over and then discarded once the overall situation is settled?
This thought flashed through Xi Qi's mind, but he shook his head. Trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin was too risky; he was playing with fire and would get burned. His body was only fifteen years old, and compared to Chong'er and Yi Wu, he was naturally not a good match. Otherwise, Tu An-yi, despite being a trusted confidant of Dong Guan Wu, wouldn't have been secretly colluding with the Li Ke faction. Unfortunately, he had no evidence and couldn't act rashly.
Ultimately, the power Xi Qi held was too weak.
After a morning of observation, combined with his own analysis of later history, Xi Qi finally had a general understanding of the current situation.
The Jin court was divided into three major factions: the Li Ke faction, the Chong'er faction, and the neutral faction.
The Li Ke faction was the remnant of Crown Prince Shen Sheng's power, which had been repeatedly suppressed by Duke Xian and was no longer as influential. However, they still had many followers in the provinces, and with the cooperation of the traitor Tu An-yi, they were not to be underestimated. Li Ke was no simple man either. After Shen Sheng's death, as the Crown Prince's tutor, he voluntarily relinquished his military power, thus saving his life and surviving until Duke Xian's death, becoming the most imminent threat to Xi Qi.
Chong'er's faction, on the other hand, was more covert, or more precisely, a loose alliance. This was also Chong'er's cleverness. While Duke Xian was meticulously eliminating Crown Prince Shen Sheng and the other princes' forces, Chong'er did not actively develop or establish his own power base. Instead, he quietly cultivated relationships with the elite figures in the country, building a circle of friends under the guise of friendship. Just by looking at those who followed Chong'er, one can see the extent of his hidden power: Hu Yan, Zhao Cui, Dian Jie, Wei Wuzi, Sikong Jizi, Jia Tuo, Jie Zitui, as well as Hu Mao, Xian Zhen, and others—all outstanding scions of prominent families in Jin—now followed Chong'er in exile without complaint, remaining loyal and devoted.
The neutral faction consisted of former officials of Duke Xian and the most powerful force in Jin. Disgusted by Li Ji's actions in framing Crown Prince Shen Sheng, they remained neutral towards Xi Qi, neither supporting nor opposing him. With the support of the neutral faction, Xi Qi's position would remain unshaken.
Fortunately, Xun Xi, though also disliking Li Ji, was a staunch supporter of Duke Xian and consistently tried to support Xi Qi. However, Xun Xi was upright and disdainful of the character of Dong Guan Wu and Liang Wu, causing Xi Qi's supporters to split into two camps, their power dispersed.
Chapter Five: Beauty, Kneel Down! "This is outrageous! Hu Tu has gone too far..."
Xi Qi came to pay his respects to Li Ji. Before even reaching the door, he heard Li Ji's angry voice and Shao Ji's words of comfort, along with a loud "bang," clearly indicating that Li Ji, in her rage, had smashed something.
"What happened?" Xi Qi walked in and narrowed his eyes when he saw the broken vase on the ground and Li Ji's angry face.
After asking in detail, Xi Qi learned that Li Ji and Shao Ji, seeing that Xi Qi was already fifteen years old and it was time for him to get married, had heard that the youngest granddaughter of the physician Hu Tu, Hu Ji, was very beautiful. So they planned to summon her to the palace to meet her. If she was indeed beautiful and charming and Li Ji liked her, they would take her as Xi Qi's wife.
"That old dog Hu Tu, he's utterly deceiving me!" Li Ji was furious
. "If he didn't want to, he could have simply refused, but instead he sent someone to say that his granddaughter had returned to her old residence on Shaoyang Mountain a few days ago..." Shao Ji glanced at Xi Qi, indignantly adding, "If that were all, it would be fine, but I just learned that Hu Tu's granddaughter only just left the city gates to return to the Hu family's fiefdom..."
After hearing the whole story, Xi Qi finally understood why Li Ji was so enraged. If Hu Tu didn't want his granddaughter to enter the palace, he could have politely declined. Instead, he used the excuse that his granddaughter, Hu Ji, had returned to her fiefdom a few days ago, and to make matters worse, Li Ji knew the truth.
This was a slap in the face!
Xi Qi was also furious. Hu Tu's move showed he had no regard for the king; it was a resounding slap in the face.
The Hu clan, originally surnamed Ji, shared the same lineage as the Jin state's ruling family, both being descendants of Tang Shuyu, the progenitor of Jin. Because their ancestor was enfeoffed at Hu Shi Da Rong, they changed their surname from Ji to Da Hu.
In Hu Tu's generation, his two daughters, Hu Ji Ji and Xiao Rong Zi, were brought into the palace by Duke Xian of Jin and promoted to the rank of Zhong Da Fu. Hu Ji Ji gave birth to Chong Er, and Xiao Rong Zi gave birth to Yi Wu.
In other words, the two eldest princes in Jin who currently pose a serious threat to Xi Qi's position are both grandsons of Hu Tu.
Under these circumstances, Li Ji's desire to form a marriage alliance with the Hu family would only bring her humiliation.
"Mother, don't you know the relationship between the Hu clan and Chong Er and Yi Wu?" Xi Qi looked at Li Ji with suspicion. Once upon a time, the Hu sisters, Hu Ji Ji and Xiao Rong Zi, were Li Ji's rivals for favor. Logically, Li Ji couldn't possibly be unaware that the Hu family and her side were mortal enemies.
"I originally intended to give them a chance, but Hu Tu refused, so it's not my fault." Li Ji's face was frosty, her eyes filled with murderous intent. After Duke Xian's death, the Li Ke faction became increasingly aggressive. Apart from Xun Xi, there was no one else to help them in the court or among the people. The two mediocre talents, Dong Guan Wu and Liang Wu, were completely unreliable. She had also sensed the crisis and thus tried to win over the Hu family.
In Li Ji's view, even if the Hu family refused the marriage alliance, she had still released a signal of reconciliation. With Xi Qi now the ruler, the Hu family would surely weigh the pros and cons and hesitate. However, Li Ji underestimated Hu Tu's firm stance.
At this moment, Li Ji truly had an impulse to exterminate the entire Hu clan. But Li Ji also knew that she couldn't do that for the time being, otherwise it would inevitably arouse the indignation and even resistance of all the former officials of Duke Xian. In that case, the ones who would be happiest would probably be the Li Ke faction and the exiled Chong Er and Yi Wu.
Her high, firm breasts heaved rapidly as Li Ji angrily smashed the vase in her hand, still unable to vent her anger.
Bad news kept piling up.
Xi Qi, already in a bad mood, was ashen-faced: "Mother, rest assured, one day I will make Hu Tu regret this day, kneeling before me, crying and begging to offer up that so-called Fox Princess!"
Inside the spacious study.
"Your Majesty, Minister You Shi has arrived." The eunuch Cheng An stood before Xi Qi and said softly.
"Let him in." Xi Qi downed his wine in one gulp.
Cheng An shook his head inwardly. In his opinion, this king, whose position was not yet secure, was already indulging in fine wine; it was truly…
"Your subject You Shi greets Your Majesty." You Shi was in his early thirties, handsome and tall, but the cunning in his eyes completely ruined his appearance.
Although he had advised Li Ji to force Crown Prince Shen Sheng to his death, and was granted the title of Minister after Xi Qi ascended the throne, You Shi was not doing well in court and suffered much exclusion.
You Shi was originally a favorite entertainer of Duke Xian, but frankly, he was just a juggler. Born of humble origins, he was naturally disliked by the powerful officials who valued lineage. Moreover, You Shi was the mastermind behind Shen Sheng's death, thus considered a treacherous villain.
"Get up."
Although he disliked You Shi's character, Xi Qi had no choice. He had no one else to rely on. You Shi wasn't particularly capable, but he was clever, and his fate was now intertwined with Xi Qi's; at least his loyalty wasn't questionable.
"You Shi, do you think I can trust you?"
You Shi was startled: "Why does Your Majesty say this? I have never had any disloyal intentions; I would gladly die for Your Majesty!"
After giving him a deep look, Xi Qi finally spoke: "Very well, now I have a very important matter for you to handle. If you disappoint me, don't come back."
A moment later...
Watching You Shi's departing figure, and then glancing at Xi Qi, who seemed completely unfazed as he continued drinking, Cheng An felt a chill run down his spine. He had stood by the side the entire time, having heard their conversation clearly. This king, whom he didn't have high hopes for, had actually ordered You Shi to secretly bribe those disillusioned warriors in Jiangdu City with a large sum of money. What was
he planning? Was his hedonistic demeanor a mere act?
If so, why hadn't he dismissed his attendants and allowed him to overhear such a confidential matter?
A chill ran down Cheng An's spine. At that moment
, Xi Qi looked at him and said in a low voice, "Cheng An, can I trust you?" This was almost identical to the first sentence he had said to You Shi, but now it sounded completely different to Cheng An. This was clearly forcing him to choose sides!
Looking at Xi Qi's enigmatic smile, Cheng An felt somewhat unable to understand him.
Xi Qi playfully toyed with his wine cup, staring directly at Cheng An, as if forcing him to make a decision.
"This old servant is now fifty-six years old. I have served two late rulers, Duke Wu and Duke Xian, diligently and conscientiously. Why must Your Majesty force this old servant?" Cheng An said with a bitter face. He did not want to be drawn into the vortex of power struggles, which were always extremely risky, and a
single misstep could lead to certain death. "If a subject is not discreet, he will lose his life. If a ruler is not discreet, he will lose his country." Xi Qi said each word clearly, making Cheng
An's heart tremble. "I heard that the Eunuch Commander has a nephew named Cheng Hu?" A meaningful smile appeared on Xi Qi's lips. "I am currently lacking a capable bodyguard."
He didn't need to spell it out; Xi Qi was confident that Cheng An would understand his meaning.
"This..." Cheng An hesitated, unsure whether to refuse. "Although my nephew is a martial arts instructor and has some knowledge of martial arts, he injured his left hand in a fight a few years ago. I'm afraid..."
Martial arts instructor?
Xi Qi's eyes lit up. He only knew that Cheng An had a distant nephew who knew martial arts, but he didn't expect him to be a martial arts instructor. He couldn't let this opportunity slip by. Winning over Cheng Hu would be like gaining a group of martial arts students as reinforcements.
"A hero's origins are irrelevant. Even the Left Attendant Tu Anyi was just a warrior back then. If I remember correctly, there doesn't seem to be a suitable candidate for the position of Central Attendant," Xi Qi offered his bargaining chip. This Cheng An was definitely a cunning old fox. Even if he was forced to take a stand, without sufficient benefits, he probably wouldn't be able to get him to truly serve.
Cheng An was shocked. The Central Attendant was the head of the Seven Attendants.
This era was unlike the Eastern Han and late Tang dynasties. Eunuchs had very low status, so much so that even though Cheng An was the Eunuch Commander, his nephew Cheng Hu, despite his extraordinary martial arts skills, could only be a lowly martial arts instructor. The obstacles for commoners to become officials were immense; those hereditary nobles placed great importance on lineage.
Martial artists were also divided into noble and lowly classes. The lowest class consisted of commoners like Cheng Hu, who had little formal education. The next class were warriors, generally of noble birth and well-educated.
A commoner was destined to be a foot soldier for life, while a warrior was typically groomed to become a general—a world of difference.
Tu An-yi, for example, was a warrior by birth, and through his connections with Dong Guan Wu, he could unanimously become the Left Chief of the Imperial Guard, ranking among the Seventh Imperial Guard.
Seeing Cheng An's interested expression, Xi Qi smiled.
...
"Your Majesty, too much wine is harmful to your health. Please do not drink more," a palace maid advised Xi Qi, bringing him a sobering tea.
Because of the Five Laws of the Sage King, although Xi Qi had drunk a lot, he wasn't actually drunk; on the contrary, he could feel his physique strengthening. Wine, women,
wealth, anger, and power—these were the cultivation methods of the Five Laws of the Sage King.
Seeing the shapely and beautiful figure before him, Xi Qi's heart stirred. With a sudden movement, he pulled the seventeen or eighteen-year-old palace maid off balance and she fell into his arms.
"Your Majesty..." the beauty in his arms cried out in surprise.
"What's your name?" Xi Qi felt the warmth of her body, his desire rising.
"My name is Hongyu," the beauty replied, her face flushed with embarrassment, fleeing like a startled rabbit.
Xi Qi's expression darkened: "You, kneel down!"

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