Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Zhao Zhe came to Feng Qing for discussion, but he was also unsure about the matter.

Moreover, the more people know, the greater the risk of spreading the word.

Zhao Zhe picked up the wine glass and said to Feng Qing, "Feng Zhuangyuan, I think you are a very suitable male lead."

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and pointed at the small scars remaining on his eye sockets: "Brother Zhao, do you think I'm stupid?"

During the last private meeting with Jiang Yuzhu, Feng Qing was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He had to use the best plaster and his face was disfigured.

Jiang Yuzhu, a bitch, doesn't follow martial ethics when beating people, she only hits people in the face.

Within two days of that time, Feng Qing was beaten again by Jiang Huaiqing, and he almost couldn't make it to the morning court.

"I don't dare to take advantage of Jiang Yuzhu now, I have to take it slow."

The shadow of being pressed to the ground and rubbed was still there. Feng Qing was only responsible for coming up with ideas and did not want to get involved.

If caught, Feng Qing could find a way out for himself.

Regardless of whether he was involved or not, as long as the man in the portrait was him, Feng Qing would inevitably receive a beating.

"Brother Zhao, when did the Jiang family ever tell the truth?"

Feng Qing felt bitter in his heart. He had long wanted to take revenge, but he kept being crushed.

Seeing that he could not fool Feng Qing, Zhao Zhe asked: "Does Feng Zhuangyuan have any good ideas?"

Since I'm painting an erotic painting, let's do something exciting.

As soon as this book came out, it shocked the high-ranking officials in the capital.

"Those scholars appear to be sanctimonious on the surface, but in reality they are secretly hiding to watch!"

Feng Qing fell into reverie and drooled unconsciously.

Feng Qing felt itchy if he couldn't get it.

It can be seen from Jiang Yuzhu beating him that he has very good physical strength.

Zhao Zhe was not interested in this, but said bluntly: "You and I may not succeed. We can go to Jia Shizi."

When painting erotic scenes, the painter is very important.

Jia Xinglin, the prince of Mao Kingdom, had several spring-hand painters in his house, and he was familiar with this method.

Mentioning Jia Xinglin, Feng Qing clapped his hands and applauded: "Jia Shizi is even more unlucky than me. He was almost tricked to death by Jiang Yuzhu. He must be itching with hatred."

The two hit it off immediately and went to the Duke Mao's mansion to visit Jia Xinglin that night.

At this moment, Jia Xinglin was lying on the bed, humming.

Because he faked injuries to deceive others, Jia Xinglin was inexplicably accused of deceiving the emperor, was imprisoned, and suffered various tortures.

In the end, the honorable family members jointly submitted a letter, asking the emperor to spare the prince's life for the sake of Duke Mao Guo's death.

Jia Xinglin returned home and was incontinent, relying on his servants to take care of him day and night.

The sufferings suffered during this process are endless for days and nights.

When he heard that Feng Qing and Zhao Zhe came to visit, Jia Xinglin said without interest: "No!"

He is determined not to show up until things get better.

Are you here just to see a joke?

The steward said in a low voice: "Feng Qing listened to the old slave and said it was related to the Jiang family."

Jia Xinglin suddenly became energetic and turned over to get up. As a result, the wound on his butt was involved. After screaming a few times, he said: "Go, please come quickly!"

Far away, Feng Qing and Zhao Zhe heard the wailing. Their eyes met and they twitched the corners of their mouths in unison.

Feng Qing thought about it, compared with Jia Xinglin, he was not too miserable.

The two were invited into Jia Xinglin's bedroom. The smell of incense was very strong in the room.

Jia Xinglin had no choice. No matter how diligently he washed his clothes, the smell would still remain.

As soon as Feng Qing entered the door, he was almost smoked out.

He forced himself to sit down, lowered his head and quietly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves and said, "Prince Jia, you are seriously injured."

Jia Xinglin was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Feng Qing, you better come to visit in the middle of the night for something important."

"Of course, Prince Jia will be interested."

Feng Qing revealed his plan with Zhao Zhe, and Jia Xinglin applauded.

"Is what you are struggling with considered a problem?"

Since it is an erotic palace, it should be more vigorous.

"Jiang Yuzhu is more romantic than a man. One man is not enough, at least ten or eight men will be required to serve her."

Not vigorous, not exciting enough!

After being reminded by Jia Xinglin, Zhao Zhe suddenly became enlightened.

Jia Xinglin ordered his servants to serve tea and glanced at Zhao Zhe doubtfully. The Zhao family and the Jiang family were on good terms, so why was Zhao Zhe so angry at Jiang Yuzhu?

Faced with the question, Zhao Zhe shook his tea cup and lied casually: "Have you all heard about Pink Die being exterminated by the Zhao family?"

"Jiang Yuzhu appears to be a righteous person, but in reality he is not kind to others and has a dark heart!"

Zhao Zhe didn't mention a word about Wei Jing in his words.

Wei Jing only said that she was unwilling to give in, but it was just a woman's petty thinking.

It was Jiang Yuzhu who was punished, and Zhao Zhe was willing to do so, not to mention that he had long disliked Jiang Yuzhu.

In Daqi, men are superior to women, so why should Jiang Yuzhu be superior to men?

"Xie Zhao, it's a pity after all."

Zhao Zhe was a scholar and admired Xie Zhao's talent and learning.

Jia Xinglin and Feng Qing competed, and both of them had something to say.

Feng Qing was even more sharp-tongued and spoke first: "I personally saw Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu walking around Songzhu Tower, and the couple hooked their fingers under their sleeves!"

Who is a normal man who doesn’t care about being cheated on?

Unless, Xie Zhao has a hobby!

Feng Qing's inference was reasonable: "Jiang Yuzhu found the waiter that day. I asked and found that Xie Zhao was in the room!"

It’s not like a couple who seem to be inseparable from each other!

These two people are playing together, and they probably have very strong tastes.

“Which pot goes with what lid?”

Feng Qing concluded, and Jia Xinglin agreed with it.

That day in the imperial study, Xie Zhao stood up and spoke for Jiang Yuzhu.

"Jiang Yuzhu stole someone, and Xie Zhao condoned it. Don't you think there's a problem?"

In addition to Xie Zhao's tendency to be cheated, there is another possibility!

Jia Xinglin is well-informed and has been lying in bed recently, studying gossip all day long.

Feng Qing and Zhao Zhe looked at each other: "Is there any other possibility?"

Jia Xinglin snorted and said proudly: "Don't you understand this?"

This circle is not big, with only a small number of people, but they all play high-end games.

Feng Qing scratched his head and said impatiently: "Prince Jia, tell us quickly and open our eyes!"

Seeing that his appetite had been whetted, Jia Xinglin lowered his voice and said slightly mysteriously: "Through my prince's observation and summary, Xie Zhao is Jiang Yuzhu's slave and has not run away!"

Feng Qing and Zhao Zhe looked at each other, both speechless.

"You mean, Xie Zhao is marrying Jiang Yuzhu at home?"

Feng Qing didn't believe it. The Xie family was a wealthy family, and many uncles and brothers in the family had joined the court as officials.

Xie Zhao is a proud man of heaven, with unprecedented appearance and knowledge.

How despicable would it be for such a man to be a slave to Jiang Yuzhu?

"What you're playing with is your heartbeat. Do you understand?"

Facing two rookies, Jia Xinglin didn't bother to explain.

Therefore, the truth is often in the hands of a few people.

"The painter in my house can lend it to you, but I want a copy of the finished drawing."

Jia Xinglin was extremely bored and wanted to find some excitement.

He took out the Jia family's collection and asked Feng Qing and Zhao Zhe to observe it.

Zhao Zhe still had some shame, his face turned red, and his mind was filled with Wei Jing's face. Feng Qing on the side seemed to have opened the door to a new world, calling him "good guy!"

The Duke of Mao was so wealthy that he built a wine pond and a meat forest in his courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing.

There are hundreds of men and women to choose from, making the scene huge.

Feng Qing stepped forward and said in admiration: "Prince Jia, Feng wants to join in!"