The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Invite me to go to her boudoir to get married?

Cough cough, think of me, Yan Song, as the chief assistant, I am a model of etiquette and morality, how can I do the usual kind of flirtatious things like seeking flowers and asking willows, even stealing chickens and dogs, knocking on the little widow's door?

but!

On behalf of Bai Miao, Lan Fenghuang invited the old man of this pavilion to participate in a big event of her Bai Miao.If the old man in this pavilion refuses to sacrifice his appearance and participates in it, he will definitely lose a great opportunity to deepen the friendship and understanding between the imperial court and Bai Miao!

This, this is not stealing money, this is work!This is a sacred duty!

In order for Ming Dynasty to guard Guizhou from generation to generation, for the safety and happiness of millions of people in Guizhou, and for the integration of 56 ethnic groups, Mr. Benge is willing to make sacrifices!

What a great spirit, what a touching sentiment!

Yan Song was almost moved to tears by himself...

On the side, Shakespeare appeared under the table at some unknown time, writing vigorously: "On a certain day, Lan Fenghuang, the leader of the Baimiao female leader, invited Yan Song, the chief assistant, to her boudoir to get married, and Yan Song agreed..."

"Ah bah! When did you appear here? What do you want me to agree to?" Yan Song was furious: "The glorious image of the old man in this pavilion is completely ruined, change it for me immediately!"

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Chapter 991 I have been waiting for a beauty trick for a long time, haha~~【4】

Shakespeare didn't have the unchangeable integrity of a history pen like a knife, so he immediately changed his words: "Mr. Yan Ge was invited to participate in the Baimiao Walking Wedding Festival, and personally demonstrated the walking marriage with the leader of the Baimiao, Lan Fenghuang..."

"Okay, the more you describe, the darker it is, you can do whatever you want." Yan Song was speechless, and could only let Shakespeare write, but no matter how he heard it, he felt that this was a scandal, and the more he explained, the more chaotic it became...

The yellow mud falling into the crotch is either shit or shit.

Forget it, anyway, this elder is willing to sacrifice for the sake of national integration, and everyone in the world will remember my credit!

That night, Yan Song sneaked out, left the tent, and went straight to Lan Fenghuang's residence, and was invited to participate in the Baimiao Walking Wedding Festival, contributing to the creation of harmonious ethnic relations...

"Where are you going?" A sneer made Yan Song startled.

Looking back, it was Hai Rui.

Hai Rui's face was ashen, he gritted his teeth, and said, "Yan Song, Yan Song, you are the chief assistant of the Ming cabinet, and the Miao girl Lan Fenghuang just seduced you a little, and you can't wait to fall into her trap?"

"This pavilion always goes to walking marriages... ah bah, it's going to the walking wedding festival!" Yan Song said confidently: "What kind of trap is not a trap, how ugly is it?"

Hai Rui was so angry that the three corpses jumped violently: "Miao girl is so loose, how dare you want her?"

Yan Song smiled and said: "You think too much, I really just went to participate in the cabinet. As the chief assistant of the cabinet, it is duty-bound to maintain ethnic relations."

Hai Rui vomited blood and fell down.

Yan Song ran away in a flash.

Hai Rui chased after him, "No! I can't just watch you fall!"

Yan Song shouted: "Don't worry about me! This old man is going to degenerate, ah bah, he wants to contribute to ethnic relations!"

"Don't even think about it! If I die tonight, I won't let you go to her bed〃"! "Hai Rui's old pedantic and old-fashioned gritted his teeth, never let the first assistant fall, and held up the torch to chase Yan Song fiercely.

Listening to such a bold and eye-catching dialogue between the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty and the chief envoy of Guizhou, many soldiers hid in the tents, covered their mouths and snickered, secretly observing...

"Hey, Mr. Yan Ge and Hai Qingtian, why do they fall in love with each other and kill each other?"

"You said it too, because they love each other."

"I'll go, this is true love. One party wants to marry a Miao girl, and the other party swears to the death that they won't have sex with each other!"

"Oh, this triangular relationship is really complicated and confusing, it's more exciting than anything else."

"Unexpectedly, in Guizhou, I can see a more exciting triangle relationship than Chen Yuanyuan's drama, or true love between men and women, hahaha!"

Yan Song was chased by Hai Rui, an old-fashioned old man, to heaven and earth, and finally got impatient. He flew into the air with an easy move, and disappeared in place, leaving only Hai Rui panting heavily.

Hai Rui couldn't catch up with Yan Song, so he knelt on the ground in grief and cried loudly, "Yan Song! Yan Song, I didn't expect you to be seduced by the witch!"

From the first day, Hai Rui felt that Lan Fenghuang was a seductive witch, but today he saw that Yan Song was also trapped by her.

(Huh? A treacherous minister and a witch, how can there be unexpected harmony?)

In short, Yan Song has taken the weight and made up his mind. For the sake of national harmony and integration, he insisted on marrying Lan Fenghuang!

Lan Fenghuang listened from a high place, giggling.

Baimiao women are used to living in stilted buildings. Although there are no stilted buildings here, they also live in tree houses.

In the tree house, Lan Fenghuang had already lit a little ambergris. She specially added some Albizia juniper to this ambergris, which can help men "be excited" and perform better.

"Sorceress, huh?" Lan Fenghuang mockingly looked at Hai Rui, who was kneeling and crying in the dark night, and sighed helplessly.

She rolled up her sleeves and looked at her left arm.

With the help of flickering candlelight, one can see a scarlet ghougong sand on the arm as white as a lotus root, as red as blood, representing the innocence of the blue phoenix...

"I, Lan Fenghuang, am I that blind and vulgar fan? How can an ordinary man come near my bed?" Lan Fenghuang snorted arrogantly.

She unbuttoned her skirt to reveal her naked body, but her eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

The moonlight peacefully sprinkled into the tree house, and with the help of the moonlight, Lan Fenghuang gently stroked her pure and flawless body.

Yan Song gently landed in front of Lan Fenghuang's tree house, knocked on the door, and coughed.

"The chief assistant of the cabinet, Yan Song, came to get married at the invitation of Lan Fenghuang... um."

Yan Song glanced at Lan Fenghuang, unable to pretend anymore...