Feng Yu Jiu Tian

Wang Rong kept his promise and took Fengming out for a horse ride the next day.

When Feng Ming saw Baiyun, he was very excited. After riding a few laps with Rong Wang, he began to soften and apply hard. He had to ride Baiyun alone.

"No, you are not riding well. How can you ride Baiyun alone?"

"Well? Who said that I was wise and brave last night, and that everything would be a wizard?" Feng Ming stared again.

Rong Wang said: "That's to please you. As a prince, how can you take the flattery of others seriously?"

"You lied to me again!"

Fengming shouted and twisted her body without hesitation. The two were on the horse right away, and their bodies collided. As soon as he twisted, he immediately caused a reaction from King Rong. After a while, she was shocked to find a hard thing under her, and she was so scared that Feng Ming's face was bloodless and she didn't dare to move any more.

"Tell you not to move." Rong Wang's chest was undulating, his eyes were staring at Fengming.

The attendant was far from attending and did not know what happened.

Fengming felt that Rong Wang was scorching hot, apparently anxious. When thinking of the cases of young people being reportedly violated in the newspaper, the scalp numb, and asked gently: "I am now obediently dismounted, can you wait a little bit more, OK? "His Majesty Rong is standing tall, if he dismounts, he will lose all his prestige.

"Don't think about it." Rong Wang didn't discuss the tough tone, which made Fengming even more alarmed.

"Then what do you want? It's your own heart." Fengming glared at him: "I warn you that I'm already a prince, you can't move my brain." The chips that arrived only yesterday immediately threw out However, he didn't know that his various styles of glare almost tempted Rong Wang to immediately press him under him.

Although he can't really immediately possess the person in front of him, Rong Wang is not a person who embarrasses himself.

"What do you want to do?"

"Let you help me out."

Keep the volume of the two people talking as low as possible.

Fengming's hand was forced to cover the upright weapon. He immediately understood what Rong Wang meant, and blushed, cursing: "Abnormal!"

"Would you help?" Rong Wang asked impatiently, with a strong intention to refuse.

The organs under the palms are amazingly hot, transmitting strong pulses, making Fengming's heart bang. Bai Yun, who was holding them, was still elegantly pacing, and the undulating melody made everything warm up.

For a moment, Feng Ming's pursuit of stimulating factors was thoroughly aroused.

He gritted his teeth: "In exchange, I will help you, and you will help me too."

Wang Rong was drenched by this sensational condition, and his majesty was even more painful. His hoarse voice said, "Hurry up, what are you going to do?" Immediately, he put his hands into Fengming's shirt.

On the tall horse, the two slowly rubbed each other.

The fierce but need to guard the excitement of the servants, making the two excited.

"I also said that you are very chaste." Rong Wang rubbed Fengming and made fun. But his breath leaked his excitement. Under Feng Ming's touch, his chest swelled almost to burst.

Fengming was even more useless, couldn't even open her mouth, her neck was red, she just gnawed her teeth and said nothing.

Electricity is constantly flowing from the fingertips of the two, touching the deepest basic needs, so that all happiness gradually floats up.

"Woo ..."

At the last moment, Rong Wang suddenly kissed Feng Ming's lips, avoiding the attendant to hear his shameful moan. Milky body fluids sprayed into each other's palms.

"Fortunately, Baiyun has white hair all over his body." Rong Wang wiped his lower body with his hem and slowly eased his breath.

Fengming also gradually returned to his thoughts, reaching out to erase his lower body.

"Wait a moment." Rong Wang stopped him, took out a delicate handkerchief from his arms, and stretched it under Feng Ming's arm to clean it.

Fengming blushed more, and said shamefully, "Thank you ..."

"You're welcome." Rong Wang raised the soiled handkerchief in his hand and said, "Stay for the memory." He put the handkerchief back into his arms solemnly.

Feng Ming suddenly widened her eyes and couldn't speak.

For a long while, Fang shouted, "Rong Wang! You pervert!"

The sound was loud and echoed across the lawn. Who cares about the attendant at this time?

Just before I rushed to grab the silk back to annihilate the corpse, the ears of horses hurried.

"His Royal Highness, King Rong, you are here!" General Hitomi laughed immediately: "We have reached an agreement with the ambassador for leaving the country, and the instrument will not damage the diplomatic relations between the two countries. An ultimatum has also been issued to the same country. And asked them to surrender the robbers, or they would send troops immediately. There are other state affairs, please go to the Chamber to discuss. "

"I won't go!" Feng Ming, who was staring at Rong Wang, refused without turning.

"Let's go immediately, General Tong." Rong Wang calmly, smiled at General Tong, and then whispered in Fengming's ear, "If you obey, return the handkerchief to you."

"You pay first!" Feng Ming said in a low voice.

"No, go with me to the Chamber first."

"Give it back."

"Go back and return."

Rong Wang turned his head and said to General Tong Hitong waiting: "General Tong Hit please go ahead. His Royal Highness will be here soon."

"Then ... I'll leave first." General Hitomi was not a fool. When they saw that they were weird, they kept whispering, knowing that there was something strange, and they left.

"Fengming ..." Rong Wang saw General Tong left, and suddenly reached out and held Fengming in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Struggling hard, but couldn't help it anyway. The strength of the two bodies is very clear.

"I warn you. Don't overdo me." Rong Wang set his dangerous gaze on Fengming's face, with a serious expression that made Fengming stop struggling unconsciously. He said softly, "I'm very, very, I want to press you on the grass. Don't give me an excuse to do this."

The suffocating pressure caused by the wind and rain caused panic in Fengming's eyes.

Rong Wang smiled again: "I don't want to scare you. However, your temper will not change. Sooner or later, you will suffer a big loss, you know? Let's go to the chamber." He turned over and dismissed Fengming.

Fengming was scared and coaxed by him, his spirit was slightly relaxed, and he followed the steps of King Rong honestly, and finally whispered, "When will you return the handkerchief to me?"

"You're not a woman, why is your skin so thin?"

"A man is going to be thick-skinned?"

The two arguing softly and entered the Chamber.

"His Royal Highness Ankang!" Roared suddenly, startled Fengming.

At present, the generals, just like a person, show respect, and greet Fengming.

Feng Ming said secretly: People in this era have changed their attitude too quickly, right? Even modern people are sighing.

However, as a prince, he felt the admiration for the first time and immediately got proud. Seeing his pride, Rong Wang lowered his head in his ear and said, "Don't start to be proud again. If you find that you are a fake, and dragged you out to burn, it must be them."

Immediately, a bucket of ice water dripped from the head, splashing all smiles on Fengming. Fengming scolded herself in the heart, and moaned, "I'm real, don't always doubt me."

Wang Rong smiled and ignored, and sat on the chair.

Fengming also sat in the middle position.

Everyone sat down and began to discuss state affairs. Feng Ming was originally not interested in those, and just happened to show power yesterday, but it was only that Rong Wang touched his anger, listened to it a little, and began to go away.

"His Royal Highness?"

I was frowning and wondering if there was any way to get Bai Yun from King Rong, and suddenly I heard someone calling him.

Feng Ming looked up, actually a respectful General Chu.

"what?"

"Why is His Royal Highness frowning? Is it what we call the taxation policy? What's wrong?"

Feng Ming glanced around, and everyone in the Chamber looked at himself, presumably guessing what amazing words would be heard. Where does he have any amazing opinions? Feng Ming never pays any attention to the finances of taxes.

"Nothing wrong, just do as you discuss." Feng Ming nodded hurriedly.

General Chu looked weird and looked at Fengming for a long time before he said, "However, we have not fully negotiated the taxation policy ..."

What a shame! Fengming's face turned yellow immediately.

"The prince rarely touches the tax system, and I don't know the secret of it is understandable." Rong Wang's remarks were originally justified for Feng Ming, but the slang tone of his speech revived Feng Ming's anger.

Moreover, he just thought about it, how could he feel that he was eating Rong Wang's loss immediately.

Why should I do it by hand? He was wiped there with a handkerchief!

The thought of the stained handkerchief was still in Rong Wang's arms, even more angry. Feng Ming snorted and proudly said: "Wang Rong, you're wrong. Although Prince Ben rarely touches the tax system, he understands the mystery."

The taxpayer in charge of the national tax system, surprised, said, "Oh? Then I would like to invite His Royal Highness to enlighten me one or two."

When everyone saw that the prince was about to start showing off his talents, they immediately looked forward to it.

Fengming almost bit her tongue that she hated.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo passous, he fell into a trap, He gave Rong Wang a stern look and said to General Chu: "This ... tell me the taxation policy you discussed, and then it's my turn."

"Since His Royal Highness is so clear about the mystery, why do we need to explain it?" Rong Wang Youran looked at the regretful Feng Ming, her lips narrowed, and she smiled slightly.

Feng Ming was not good at hiding the expression on her face, and immediately turned green, and almost bounced against Wang Rong. However, he still has a sense of reason, knowing that Rong Wang is hard to deal with, but it is more cost-effective. So sneer, stand up and put on a handsome platform, look around the crowd, and slowly said: "There is a good art of war, know each other and know each other, and there is no battle. I understand the tax system well, but I need to understand the specific issues first, of course. Sealey's tax operations can teach you. "

When this word came out, everyone was shocked, and even Rong Wang was aside, looking at Fengming speechless.

Fengming was surprised to see them. With yesterday's experience, she was not surprised. I thought to myself: Not only did I have the essence of the ancestors and grandsons of warfare, but I also joined the theory of modern political thought lessons. "Don't be surprised.

Sure enough, after a short while, all the people came back to see Fengming's eyes join in a little worship.

General Hitomi bowed to the ground and sighed: "Prince's power is really unfathomable. Before the prince arrived, what several of us discussed was the understanding of the enemy and his army in the art of war. Knowing ourselves, knowing one another, and having one battle before another, is a very famous saying .But we never thought that this military method could also be used in the tax system. It's really amazing!

Feng Ming knew that his "reasonable quotation" was really a bit irritating to use in the tax system. He quickly turned the topic and turned to He Taxi: "Don't make so much nonsense, let's start talking about West Ley's tax payment system. "

Mr. He respectfully said, "Yes." After clearing his throat, he really began to explain Xilei's tax system in detail.

Fengming was interested in these places, and many of the proper nouns couldn't understand it. After frowning and listening to a sentence or two, he could yawn and turn his mind to the handkerchief in Rong Wang's arms. I just exaggerated, and it's not easy to interrupt the speech of the Minister of Taxation. All explanations left ear in right ear out, bored.

He was drowsy, and suddenly felt a touch on his back. Something with temperature flexed into his clothes, shocked Fengming, and the sleepy insects ran out.

It turned out that Rong Wang didn't know when he moved over, and one hand calmly drilled into Fengming's clothing and stroked it gently. They are valuable, they are so far away from the crowd, and they have a table covering them, but no one pays attention.

So many people are in front of them, and if they are found, they will be ashamed. Fengming was so anxious that her face began to get hot, and she was not good at talking.

Wang Rongwang didn't know how to restrain himself. When he saw Fengming didn't say anything, he let it go. He not only stroked it, but also slid down to grab a soft organ.

"Ah!" Feng Ming cried immediately.

The eyes of the crowd immediately focused on his face.

He stopped, and wondered: "I don't know what His Royal Highness has advised?"

Rong Wang's hand retreated long before Fengming opened his mouth. Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around calmly and asked, "Heriff, you said that the monarchs and ministers of the country own the land and slaves of Xilei according to the ranks of officials, and pay taxes according to the ranks of the officials. Does Xilei have no other freedom than the officials and slaves? People? Do they pay taxes? "

"This question, the minister can help the Prince." King Rong said respectfully, "Prince, people are divided by land. Where people are, they are slaves of the land owner."

Feng Ming glanced at him and finally held back and nodded. "I see. This is still slavery. All land belongs to the country or the nobleman. As long as the nobleman's territory, everything, including people, belongs to that nobleman. "

"Correct."

"So ..." Fengming suddenly thought of a question in excitement, and her eyes turned instantly: "Does the palace belong to me?"

"This one…"

All eyes turned to Rong Wang.

King Rong coldly broke Fengming's dream: "All the noble officials of Xilei are slaves of King Xilei, obeying King Xilei's call. You are just a prince." Before Fengming said, he added: "As for His Royal Highness does not belong to His Royal Highness. "

"Huh!" Fengming certainly knew the meaning of the warning in Rong Wang's words, and said: "This system is not conducive to the development of the country at all. As far as I know, the slavery country is very backward, and only the subjectivity of labor is used Initiative, only the area of ​​cultivated land can be expanded, and national strength can be enhanced. "

"Oh?" Feng Ming's words aroused the interest of Chief Tax Officer, and he asked quickly: "I don't know what this subjective initiative is? How much power is there? How can I get it?"

"It's not a thing, it's just a spirit." Fengming scratched his head, unable to say everything, and wanted to explain it. But as soon as his eyes touched Rong Wang's playful smile, he immediately cheered up: "That is to say, if you are a slave and want you to work every day without looking forward, what is the meaning, work is boring. But if you are not a slave, If you do well with rewards, you will work hard. If all people in Xilei work hard to cultivate, Xilei will be rich and strong. This is where the non-slavery system excels. "

"The prince is talking about the technique of controlling the human heart?" Rong Wang Zhengse asked.

"You can say that." Fengming nodded, and lowered her voice. "Give me my handkerchief."

Rong Wang lowered his voice and said, "That's the reward for me, it can stimulate my subjective initiative." Immediately, Feng Ming was stunned on the spot.

General Chu said: "The teenager is stupid, but that subjective initiative, although it sounds interesting, what's the use of it?"

"Which army do you choose as a general?"

"The teenager came from a family and practiced martial arts from a young age. Xi Leiguo has always selected the talents of a country based on his family background and has a positive bloodline."

Feng Ming patted her knees and said, "That's it. It is no wonder that the family has chosen a general, so there are so many enemies in the West Lei who dare to provoke. The best way is to be a general by his own talents and promote him. , Everyone will work hard to practice their skills, and the quality of natural soldiers will improve. "

General Hitomi cried, "In this way, wouldn't it be that inferior pariahs could also become officials? It must not be."

"What's wrong?" Feng Ming tilted him at a glance: "In this way, you can pick the real good guys, and you won't bury the talents. Heroes don't ask the source, do you know?"

As soon as this remark was made, there was a big outcry, and there were reasons to refute. Fengming couldn't reach these many people in one breath, and his face flushed with anger, and the anger rushed towards the Prince's Palace.

King Rong followed, entered the Prince's Hall, waved back and forth, and held Fengming in his arms.

"Let me go! A bunch of stupid people don't know such a simple truth. Are ancient people stupid?"

Rong Wang laughed: "Don't worry, I know you're right. The hero doesn't ask the source, hey, I really don't know you are so powerful, you can come up with such a reasonable word."

"Yes, better than you idiots who only know their origin!"

"Why are you so angry? Of course, you have to listen. But you ca n’t be too aggressive, and you don't have to expose all of them." Rong Wang drew Feng Ming to his body, and said intimately, "The state power is in my hands. What can't you do? "

Under the candlelight, Rong Wang's fluttering words revealed his ambition to be proud of the world. Feng Ming suddenly looked up, staring at him, only the man in front of him, strong and heroic, handsome.

Such a person will surely become a legend passed down through the ages.

"What? What are you looking at so fascinated?"

Fengming suddenly asked seriously: "I can make you the overlord of the world, believe it or not? Even if you are Cao Cao, I will help you."

"Overlord?" Rong Wang smiled, watching Fengming quietly, and said, "I believe. Seeing you at first glance, I know you are different."

"Do you want me to help you?"

Rong Wang nodded and asked smartly, "What are the conditions?"

"Two."

"Say it."

"First, give me the handkerchief in your arms. Second ..." Fengming took up the courage and regarded death as if he were going to die: "Let me go to you once!" I wonder if this is a means of rape.