Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

In the sixth year of Qin Wangzheng's reign, this war that affected almost the entire world began to brew from the beginning of the sixth year of Qin Wangzheng's reign. It was not until February of early spring that the five-nation coalition entered the Qin state. In early March, it approached the Hangu Pass line and the war officially broke out.

This battle seemed to last a long time, but the time between the Qin army and the Six Nations troops was very short, including the time when Pang Nuan and Zhu Hai led the Zhao and Wei coalition forces to raid Guanzhong, and then were blocked in Qicheng, and finally defeated. , the time was only about the end of March. By mid-April, the war had almost completely subsided, and before that the war had nothing to do with Yang Ming.

The imperial guards under his command suffered heavy casualties. In addition, the imperial guards were originally drawn from the palaces in Xianyang. They were different from the ordinary Qin army. The reason why they went out to the expedition was just to do extraordinary things at extraordinary times. Now that it has been completed The task of blocking the Zhao Wei coalition forces will naturally return to Xianyang.

When Yang Ming led his 'remnant soldiers' back to Xianyang, it was already early April in the sixth year of King Qin's reign, and the breath of summer had already begun to show its power.

After disbanding the guards and letting them return to their respective headquarters, Yang Ming dragged his tired body directly towards the small courtyard where he rented. Speaking of which, during this period, Yang Ming had not slept properly. Good sleep, now he really misses the large and soft bed in his home.

Arriving at the courtyard gate, Yang Ming, who had just dismounted his horse, was about to knock on the door. The far door had already been opened from the inside, and the pretty little Hu Nu had appeared in Yang Ming's sight.

This bearded girl who is afraid of heat is already quite cool in the weather in April. She is wearing a light blue dress in the outside light. She may find it troublesome, but she has cut the originally beautiful skirt into a short length, which can be seen. From the fair skin to the ankles, the underwear inside the long skirt seemed to be unable to conceal the 'dominance' of its owner. It was stretched out, and the aura of youth bloomed instantly in Yang Ming's sight.

"Master." Hu Ji looked at Yang Ming who appeared in front of him, his expression full of surprise.

"Little Hu Ji, long time no see. Come and let the master hug you." Yang Ming, who rarely relaxed, opened his arms and said jokingly.

When Hu Ji heard this, she jumped into Yang Ming's arms like a little leopard. Yang Ming instantly understood one word: hit someone with the ball.

Obviously, this little Hu girl has good football skills. At least among the women Yang Ming has seen, she should be the best at this aspect. After all, Zi Nu is steady and Jing Salamander is too cold. Zhao Ji wanted to control the majesty of the Queen Mother again, but there was no one like Hu Ji.

Holding Hu Ji's soft and flexible body, Yang Ming couldn't help showing a pleasant expression. Compared to the cold and heavy armor, it was the softness that belonged to her at this time that Yang Ming liked more.

"Come, let me see if you have grown up?" Yang Ming let go of Hu Ji and said.

Hearing this, Hu Ji opened her arms in cooperation, and Yang Ming's palms were already placed under her armpits, and then he gently used force to lift the heavy Hu Ji in front of her.

"Well, it's a bit heavy." Yang Ming said as he lifted Hu Ji up and down a few times.

"I didn't gain weight, it's just that there..." Hu Ji wanted to defend, but as she spoke, she showed an embarrassed look. This cold and fierce little Hu girl in Hengshan finally understood a thing called shyness. thing.

"Really?" Yang Ming said, already pressing his face against it, but Hu Ji had long been accustomed to this and naturally hugged Yang Ming's neck.

"Well, what Little Hu Ji said is right, it is indeed more comfortable." Yang Ming put down Hu Ji and tied the war horse to the big tree outside the yard.

"Let's go, your master and I haven't been able to have a good rest recently. Now that I'm finally back, of course I need to have a good sleep." Yang Ming said.

"Are you going to hold Hu Ji?" Hu Ji, who was following Yang Ming, said expectantly.

As a slave girl to her master, she must be useful. Hu Ji has said this to herself countless times in her heart.

"That's natural. I really miss a pillow named Hu Ji." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Yes." Hu Ji already smiled when she heard this, her smile was very bright, and then she asked: "There is hot water on the stove. Master, don't you want to wash it first before taking a rest?"

"That would be better." Yang Ming smiled.

It is indeed a good experience to have such a considerate little maid by your side. Besides, except that this little maid is a little younger, she is not young at all.

In a short time, Hu Ji prepared the hot water for bathing. Lying in the familiar bathtub, Yang Ming felt lazy all over, and a sense of comfort that penetrated into his bones dominated his whole body.

It's just a pity that it is still a little smaller after all. If it were at Ganquan Palace...

Yang Ming couldn't think about it anymore, because there was an inexplicable pressure suddenly behind him. Yang Ming didn't need to look, he already knew what it was, because at this time, he was already pillowing on a very special place. place.

When Yang Ming opened his eyes and looked, he saw a long-lost color.

"Master." Hu Ji took the initiative to massage Yang Ming's temples as she spoke. .

"I'm pretty good at this skill." Yang Ming shook his head and found a more comfortable position.

"Hu Ji has been practicing." Hu Ji snorted, and the movements of her fingers moved slightly in response to Yang Ming's movements. A familiar but still indescribable feeling dominated her, making her feel scared at the same time. , and can feel a great temptation.

But, anything else...

"What's wrong?" Yang Ming, who hadn't seen Hu Ji move for a long time, turned around and looked at Hu Ji behind him.

At this time, Hu Ji was only wearing her undershirt, and under the heat, her undershirt was just sticking to her skin.

The thin silk clothes looked even cooler now, and Yang Ming could even see the color under the clothes.

Two touches of Danxia are dotted on the towering snow-capped mountains. Is it the Danxia that completes the whiteness of the Snowy Mountains, or does the Snowy Mountains hold up the redness of the Danxia?

Yang Ming didn't know the answer to this question, but he could make it disappear.

"It's a little itchy there." Hu Ji said with some embarrassment.

"Itchy?" Something in his body that sprouted because of Zi Nu, was awakened by Frightened Salamander, and was constantly ignited by Zhao Ji now dominated Yang Ming's thinking.

Not too young. In this era, Hu Ji's age is not too young.

When the devil's voice sounded in his mind, Yang Ming was already dominated: "How about I scratch it for you."

"Ah?" Hu Ji was slightly startled, but how much say could she, a little maid, have? After all, even her clothes belong to Yang Ming, the owner, and Yang Ming has full control over her.

With a soft cry, Yang Ming had already tore off his weak inner clothes, and he finally saw the two velvet pets he wanted to scratch.

"Um."

"ah."

Hu Ji quickly covered her mouth, feeling that other places were also infected.

But very comfortable. .

Hu Ji moved her eyes subconsciously, only to feel that Yang Ming's palm was so big. Yang Ming was able to grasp places that she couldn't even grasp.

Moreover, the master is really good. He has never practiced, but his kneading skills are much better than mine.

The master is worthy of being a master. Hu Ji thought subconsciously.

But the next moment, the string called thinking in Hu Ji's mind was broken.

"Didn't you say scratching? When can you scratch with your mouth? But it seems more comfortable than scratching. Do I have to use this method in the future?" In Hu Ji's random thoughts, a new world The door is slowly opening towards.

After Yang Ming had slept comfortably, it was already noon the next day. When Yang Ming opened the door, he saw a figure who was not unfamiliar. Zhao Ji’s personal maid and part-time bodyguard, the former Yuanli, the first-class killer of Luowang Tianzi.

"Yang Zhongcheng, have you rested?" Yuan Li looked at Yang Ming and said.

Although the relationship between Zhao Ji and Yang Ming can be hidden from most people, it cannot be hidden from Yuanli, Zhao Ji's personal maid. After all, Yuanli can see any changes in Zhao Ji, no matter what As a maid or a guard, Yuanli would never let Zhao Ji out of her sight at any time, so she knew a lot of things.

Therefore, in front of Yang Ming, she did not have the slightest intention to control him. After all, it is difficult for a woman like Zhao Ji to resist something called pillow wind.

If Yang Ming would only rely on Zhao Ji's 'favor', although Yuan Li would respect Yang Ming on the surface, deep down, he might have a completely different idea.

But that was not the case for Yang Ming. Everything Yang Ming got was obtained with his strength. He never thought about using Zhao Ji to get anything. Such a situation fell into Yuan Li's sight, which inevitably made her curious.

What does Zhao Ji mean to Yang Ming? If Yang Ming had no intention of becoming a favored minister, why bother provoking Zhao Ji? You know, Zhao Ji is beautiful, but she is dangerous.

Although Zhao Ji was fine with some things, it did not mean that Yang Ming could bear such a trend.

Could it be that it was just because of the so-called 'like'? Thinking of this, Yuanli couldn't help but feel strange emotions. Zhao Ji and Jing Salamander seemed to be older than Yang Ming.

"That's almost it. It's rare to get a good night's sleep. What orders does the Queen Mother have?" Yang Ming asked.

"The Queen Mother has called you back to Ganquan Palace. Well, let's talk about the imperial guards. Nowadays, the imperial guards have suffered a lot of casualties. It will take a lot of effort to replenish them as soon as possible," Yuanli said.

Being a guard requires more than just bravery. Loyalty is also indispensable. Its importance is even more important than bravery, and it must be carefully selected.

"Wait a moment." Yang Ming said.

The imperial guards are currently being reorganized, and Yang Ming has already made preliminary plans, but he still needs Zhao Ji's consent.

Yang Ming can train for personal bravery, but loyalty is quite troublesome. After all, loyalty comes with a price, and there is no such thing as absolute loyalty.