gnovel Chapter 48 The visitor, who called himself Xi Junmai
Chapter 48 The visitor, who called himself Xi Junmai
The next day, just as Li Er had predicted, Yang Zhengdao's arm was indeed sore and painful that he could barely lift it.
Despite Ah Wu and Ah Liu's meticulous hot compresses and massages last night, Yang Zhengdao still felt that his arms no longer belonged to him.
Fortunately, when Li Er left Taiji Palace last night, he told him that he didn't need to go to Wude Hall today and was allowed to rest at home for a day.
If we set aside Li Er's perverse tastes, pettiness, double standards, and doting fatherhood... Li Er can indeed be considered a wise ruler.
Not only will he listen to your opinions, but if your opinions are reasonable, he will also put on a tender and affectionate performance for you.
Thinking of these things, Yang Zhengdao couldn't help but smile.
After truly getting to know this great emperor, he unconsciously came to regard Li Er as a living, breathing person, rather than just an illustration or a passage of text in a history textbook.
After drinking a spoonful of soup fed by Ah Wu, eating a mouthful of porridge fed to him by Ah Liu, and having a piece of flatbread sent into the air by Nazha, Yang Zhengdao felt that the soreness in his arm had eased considerably.
Haste makes waste!
According to the system's displayed progress for archery skills, one thousand draws represent one-tenth of the progress.
In this way, it would take another nine thousand draws.
If you practice archery 500 times a day, you can advance to the next level in just 18 days.
Next, just follow the steps.
It is believed that after a month of martial arts training at the Wude Hall, basic archery skills, and even basic horsemanship, will be advanced.
The Crown Prince has already delivered the first batch of dividends from the tea business. The restaurants located in the East and West Markets have also begun renovations.
The seeds have been sown; all that's left is to wait for them to flower and bear fruit.
After a delicious and beautiful breakfast, Yang Zhengdao went to the backyard.
This small backyard has been converted into a small training ground.
Yang Zhengdao taught the group some physical exercises from later generations.
Weighted squats, planks, lunges, push-ups, sit-ups, etc.
The equipment was also modified to suit local conditions, with stone weights used as dumbbells and wooden barbells used instead of barbells.
Although college students rarely go to the gym, the widely circulated training exercises of later generations must be fitness methods that conform to modern human science and should far surpass the brute force training of the ancients.
At this moment, Naza came over and happily took Yang Zhengdao's hand: "Master, come and help me."
Yang Zhengdao felt a sudden, sharp pain in his arm and couldn't help but gasp.
Naza immediately let go: "Master, it's all Naza's fault, I forgot you were tired! It seems we can't do it today!"
What's making you tired?! What's making you unable to do anything?!
At such a young age, what kind of insolent and lewd words are these!
Yang Zhengdao's lips twitched involuntarily: "Get Ah Wu and Ah Liu to help!"
Naza pouted, then followed Yang Zhengdao back to the bedroom.
She blinked, her eyes clear and bright: "Master, will you still be watching me today?"
Yang Zhengdao coughed lightly and said in a serious tone, "That's for sure."
Soon, Ah Wu and Ah Liu arrived.
They glanced at each other, both blushing, looking like they wanted to say something but couldn't.
Yang Zhengdao raised an eyebrow: "Is there something you need?"
Ah Liu gently nudged Ah Wu and said shyly, "Big Brother, Sister Ah Wu has something to tell you."
Ah Wu glared at Ah Liu, then said shyly, "Big Brother, I want to make some too!"
Ah Liu quickly chimed in, "Me too! I want to do it too!"
Unfortunately, he couldn't lift his arms, and Yang Zhengdao really wanted to put his hand to his forehead.
Finally, he sighed and said helplessly, "Can you explain what you're doing clearly?"
Ah Wu and Ah Liu exchanged a glance, then said in unison, "Do...that."
Yang Zhengdao felt a throbbing pain in his temples. Explaining this was worse than not explaining at all. He gestured towards Nazha with his lip: "Nazha, you tell us!"
"Oh..." Naza had also forgotten; that name was just too strange and too difficult to pronounce.
She hesitated for a long time before finally having a flash of inspiration: "Master, it's about doing that up and down motion."
Yang Zhengdao felt an urge to grab a knife and stab himself twice. He roared, "You three, remember this: sit-ups! Sit-ups!"
Finally, the three of them got into position on the tatami mat.
Yang Zhengdao also chose a comfortable angle... a comfortable position, reclining beside the couch.
Ah Wu and Ah Liu each held down one of Nazha's ankles, one on the left and one on the right.
Naza lay down comfortably, folding her hands behind her head and straightening her back slightly.
"Master, shall I begin?"
Yang Zhengdao nodded solemnly and hummed in agreement.
Naza took a deep breath, used her waist and abdomen to slowly lift her upper body.
He took a deep breath, and his chest swelled up.
With the skirt stretched like this, the silk fabric tightened, and its full shape was clearly outlined.
As she got up, she trembled slightly; then as she lay back down, she swayed twice more.
Out of the corner of his eye, A-Wu glanced at Da-Lang. Seeing Da-Lang's fixed gaze, A-Wu puffed out his chest in resentment.
She glanced at Nazha, who was already panting heavily from exhaustion, with a hint of jealousy.
Soon, this woman from Hu will start whining.
Oh dear, does she really not need to be taught?! Her humming is even more melodious than the teachings of the palace maids.
Ah Liu noticed Da Lang's gaze and couldn't help but lower her head, glancing at her chest, feeling a sudden sense of loss.
My sister-in-law said it will grow back in two years, but I'm so anxious! What should I do?
When Naza stood up, she saw her master's gaze, and a sweet feeling welled up inside her.
My master still likes me after all.
She knew that her master's gaze meant he liked her, because she had seen too many such gazes on the grasslands.
She should have died five years ago that winter, but her owner and Aba saved her from the sheepfold.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the most beautiful person in the world.
From that moment on, her master gave her everything, and everything she had should belong to her master.
She stood up, halfway through her flight, then suddenly stopped, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Master, do you think I did the right thing?"
She maintained this posture, her chest rising and falling with the effort, trembling slightly with each rise and fall.
Yang Zhengdao snapped out of his daze, and this time he actually blushed. He then snapped angrily, "Focus on your training, stop fooling around!"
He never expected that Nazha would learn to flirt with people.
It's true that I've reached a certain age; I know things I should and shouldn't know, and I understand things I should and shouldn't understand.
When Naza saw that her master had blushed, she was overjoyed. She glanced at Ah Wu and Ah Liu, who were unable to hide their jealousy, and revealed a triumphant smile.
Ah Wu and Ah Liu were so angry that they gritted their teeth, but could only spit inwardly.
Naza continued, her breasts heaving with each rise and fall.
Sometimes, if he gets up too quickly, he will sway violently, making Yang Zhengdao's vision blur and his heart jump.
Gradually, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, a few strands of hair clung to her cheeks, her breathing became rapid, and then came a series of agonizing moans.
Yang Zhengdao stared blankly, beginning to ponder some random and strange questions.
Ah Wu and Ah Liu didn't dare to look up; their ears were already bright red.
Just then, they heard Liu Zhong coughing from afar outside the room.
After hearing several coughs, Yang Zhengdao frowned and stopped Nazha's sit-ups.
"Ah Zhong, what is it?!"
"Master, someone is looking for you. The visitor claims to be Xi Junmai!"