Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

At the time of You, Guo Shao returned to the Hall of Cuan En. The eunuch on duty, Wang Zhong, bowed and put a booklet in front of him, and opened it for him. On it are the names of several women written by Guo Shao himself, who are the concubines he ordered to take turns sleeping.

He thought about who it was last night, and then pointed his fingers next to the name "Zhou Xian" in the back.

"Here." Wang Zhong stepped back and left the study room of the Hall of Gracious Grace.

There are countless beauties in the palace, and Guo Shao has several concubines, but he feels as if he is single. No matter in this small Hall of Gratitude or in the Long Live Hall, the main hall of the emperor, the concubines were usually sent here temporarily to rest for a night or to stay for a few days, and they had their own residences.

Because the emperor wants to "sprinkle the rain and dew evenly", monopoly will lead to extreme conflicts... That woman who is monopolized will block everyone's way, and she will become the target of public criticism. It is hard to predict what will happen. It is not good for someone to live with Guo Shao for a long time. It is an uncomfortable thing to be with another woman under the eyes of that concubine.

The entire imperial city, even the harem inside Xuanyoumen, is almost a "yamen". However, the emperors of the past dynasties managed such a situation, there is always a reason... It is not human favor, but various desires|desires.

Guo Shao walked to the cabinet and took out a few glass bottles. Then I opened a booklet and drew a simple table by hand.

He carefully placed a few ropes made of cotton and linen on a wooden plate, and put a ruler beside it; then he got up and took a red candle from the copper lamp stand, and lit several ropes together.

With a "snap", an hourglass was turned upside down. The end full of sand became the upper end, and the fine sand "sand, rustle..." began to flow in the transparent glass bottle. While Guo Shao was waiting, listening to the soft sound, he seemed to feel the time passing by calmly.

After a long time, except for a hemp rope, all the other ropes were burned out one after another, and only one was only burned for a short period of time, and it did not go out. Guo Shao glanced at the length on the ruler, picked up a pen and recorded it on paper.

Plant ash soaked in water, after soaking hemp rope, can slow down the burning speed. As for why, Guo Shao doesn't know... Anyway, he tested it out, this kind of hemp rope can be used as a matchlock for a matchlock gun.

The fire blunderbuss used by the Zhou army in the early stage may be equivalent to the fire gun. According to the report sent by the Qianying Army Mansion to Shenhuo to observe the actual combat, the actual combat effect was worse than Guo Shao imagined. One is that the failure rate is too high, and it is often impossible to fire when firing in front of the battle. The main ignition is too troublesome and unstable. The second is that the accuracy is extremely poor. It is not easy to aim with one hand. Although there is a salvo to compensate for the accuracy, it still cannot hit people if it is missed... The projectile will fly into the sky if it is tilted up, and it will hit the ground directly when it is tilted down.

Moreover, as a mace, the copper fire blunderbuss is also more difficult to use than a special melee weapon. At first glance, that kind of firecracker can be far or near, but in fact it is useless for both. Guo Shao changed his mind and had to specialize in weapons.

So he was going to hunt for the matchlock gun... because it was clear that the matchlock gun was better than the fire door gun. Black|Gunpowder weapons are of course the best flintlock guns, but he feels that neither he nor the craftsmen of the military supervisor can make them; at least the principle of the matchlock gun is fairly simple when he thinks about it, it is just to use a mechanism to drive the match to ignite the gunpowder.

Guo Shao firmly believes that hot|weapon warfare is the direction of development of warfare, whether it is useful now or not, it will definitely be useful in the future anyway.

... "I pay my respects to Your Majesty." A gentle voice said.

Guo Shao turned around and saw Zhou Xian bowing his knees at the door and looking down at the ground.

"Ehuang came here to sit with me." Guo Shao said.

Zhou Xian walked over gracefully, and said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for sitting down." Then he sat dignifiedly on the stool next to him, looking curiously at the various sundries on the table.

Guo Shao asked, "Are you still used to living here?"

Zhou Xian nodded slowly and said, "Very good."

Guo Shao's gaze swept across her sideburns, her silky black hair and jade-white skin were very distinct. His voice was also softer: "The palace may be a bit boring, what is Ehuang doing recently?"

Zhou Xiandao: "Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs knows that I am good at dancing, so they want me to perform dances at the banquet. It just so happens that the previous "Dancing in Feather Clothes" has been sorted out, and I am busy arranging dances every day."

"They didn't ask if you would like to dance?" Guo Shao said.

Zhou Xian immediately raised his head to look at him, pursed his red lips, and said, "I am very willing to perform a dance for His Majesty."

Guo Shao couldn't help thinking, there was more than one person watching at the banquet, maybe it was a kind of humiliation in itself to dance with Zhou Xian's identity?

He immediately said: "Don't dance at the Dragon Boat Festival banquet, I will tell Wang Zhong later."

"Your Majesty, my concubine often performs dances in the court of the Southern Tang Dynasty." Zhou Xian said softly.

Guo Shaodao: "It's different here."

Zhou Xian's voice became lower, "Since I entered the Great Zhou Dynasty, I have already belonged to His Majesty, and I have no complaints."

Guo Shao looked at her face and said, "I don't want to let you feel humiliated."

"Your Majesty..." Zhou Xian couldn't help raising his head, his expression a little moved. After a while, she looked at him with bright eyes, "The concubine is now performing a dance for His Majesty, and I will dance for you." Then she covered her lips with her finger and smiled, "No one is forcing me now, I am willing."

Guo Shao immediately sat up straight and looked at her expectantly.

Zhou Xian stood up, turned around briskly, her skirt fluttered, she chuckled lightly and said, "You can just wear this dress."

Seeing that she was in a happy mood, Guo Shao couldn't help but think of his mood just now: this harem of the imperial city is actually a place where countless people satisfy a person's selfish desires, and the essence of this place has been established by the first emperor Xiu'a Fang Palace. Relying on his powerful power, the emperor wasted a lot of resources, occupied countless women and forced them to submit. But Guo Shao felt that changing his posture could still achieve his goal...

After all, people are still people, not real objects that can be possessed. Men in the world always think that they are omnipotent and demand that women be faithful in body and mind in order to fully possess them; in fact, just like the ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty, once defeated, nothing is his.

In the small study room of the Hall of Grace Grace, there is no sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, and the quiet time is like flowing water without separators. But after Zhou Xian danced, his dancing posture was like a silent rhythm. The exquisite dance and coordinated posture made people unable to help but fall into an atmosphere like music.

The long sleeves fluttered with the movements, and there were fine patterns on them, but Guo Shao had an illusion, as if it was a white dress like clouds, and he saw a fairy in the sky in the moon palace.

Her figure is dignified and light, but occasionally she glances at her like a frightened bird, and her eyes turn around with a smile, which makes Guo Shao feel that the world has entered the era of Datong, and everything is only beautiful. The flexible and graceful waist, the undulating chest between the swaying, but there are no six pure fairylands, which made Guo Shao's impulse rise quietly amidst the fragrance and beauty.

Zhou Xian is like a flower blooming in spring, vivid and beautiful. During the dance, her bright star-like eyes, willow-like eyebrows, and soft red lips flash past Guo Shao's eyes from time to time. Among the wooden furniture and books, she is like a bright butterfly flying in it with spring light.

But Guo Shao was as dull as ever, sitting firmly on the chair, with the rough and messy things he was messing with just now beside him.

But he was very attentive, and when Zhou Xian finished dancing, he clapped his hands and praised excitedly: "The dance is beautiful, and the person is even more beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful dance!"

"Does Your Majesty really feel good?" Zhou Xian panted lightly, and approached slowly.

Guo Shao nodded vigorously in agreement.

Zhou Xian said softly: "I didn't even prepare for it today. If it is accompanied by a temperament, it will be more convenient to change clothes... Can your majesty master the temperament?"

Guo Shao showed embarrassment and shook his head helplessly. In this life, he knows nothing except archery; in his previous life, apart from high scores in exams, he didn't know any art or Tao. Sometimes even he himself thinks he is a very dull person.

Zhou Xiandao: "If Your Majesty is interested, I will teach you." She laughed, "Wouldn't it be nice if Your Majesty played music and I danced for you?"

Guo Shaoxin said that he would only be interested in regaining the Youyun Sixteen Prefectures when my throne is really firmly established. But Zhou Xian was in the right mood, so he said: "When you have free time, learn to read. But I am a martial artist, so I am afraid that I am slow to learn fine work."

Zhou Xian said softly: "It doesn't matter, I will teach His Majesty slowly."

Guo Shao took the opportunity to grab her hand, the place where it was held was smooth and soft, Zhou Xian's arm trembled slightly, naturally he didn't withdraw his hand, his face was flushed. He pulled her lightly and put his arms around her waist, Zhou Xian let out a soft "ah" and sat down in Guo Shao's arms.

He immediately smelled a refreshing fragrance, mixed with a pleasant smell unique to women. His palm slowly moved up from Zhou Xian's side, Zhou Xian's face became redder, because she was still a little tired from dancing just now, and the breath from her nose and mouth reached Guo Shao's face.

The two got very close, Zhou Xian boldly looked at Guo Shao's face, stretched out his slightly trembling hand, and placed it on his cheek. Guo Shao watched her expression carefully, felt her initiative to stretch out her hand, at this moment, he could no longer feel Zhou Xian's forced submission.

Guo Shaosui hugged her horizontally, Zhou Xian hurriedly put his arms around his neck, for fear of falling off. Guo Shao strode out of the study with his arms around her, walked straight to the convenient bedroom, and put her on the bed.

The bed here is similar to the bed in a private house, relatively small, covered with a layer of gauze mosquito net inside, and covered with thick opaque silk outside. When the two of them got into the bed, they immediately seemed to be cut off from the outside world. Zhou Xian said softly: "Now there are only me and His Majesty left..."

After Guo Shao heard this, he comforted him with words: "No one else knows about our private affairs, Ehuang relax."

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