When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

The setting has been changed here, Wanwan is wearing clothes, not soul clothes! ! !

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At this moment, Hou Hou was really flustered.

It's not because she was caught by Huang Yaoshi because she failed to moleste her just now and was molested by her.

This kind of molesting a good woman, or molesting is not a matter of being bumped into by a good woman. She has experienced too much. If she is caught, she will not feel the slightest disturbance in her heart. People flirted together.

Anyway, molesting one person is molesting, molesting two people is also molesting, there is no difference, so what if she did it?

She was just a little surprised by Huang Yaoshi's appearance.

And when she just rebelled against her teacher, she hated Huang Yaoshi so much that she couldn't be more disgusted, and in a blink of an eye, Huang Yaoshi discovered that she was doing shameless things with the name of Huang Yaoshi's apprentice.

If she still had the previous skill, it would be fine if Huang Yaoshi caught her. Huang Yaoshi got angry, and she solved it with a slap.

But now she is a war scum.

Betrayal of the teacher's school, smearing the teacher's school, using the name of the teacher's school to bluff and cheat, no matter which disciple is accused of these crimes, the master will slap him and fear the end of death.

Not to mention that Huang Yaoshi is still a very proud, self-conscious weirdo.

If Huang Yaoshi didn't kill her today and clean up the house, her name would be written backwards.

Huang Yaoshi walked over step by step, his face was as dark as ink that could not be melted.

Hou Hou shrinks back, behind him is a solid wall.

She couldn't shrink back, so she had to struggle a little more, after all, it's not her style to bend her neck and kill her.

Hou Hou blinked, with a cute and ignorant face: "The apprentice has always been the master's apprentice, why can't he use the name given by the master?"

If she knew that Huang Yaoshi followed and killed her, she wouldn't do that in Huang Yaoshi's name.

Dying on the bed of the flower picker is nothing more than a night of torture. If she falls into the hands of Huang Yaoshi, she feels that Huang Yaoshi has a hundred ways to make her life worse than death.

The heart was throbbing in the chest, like a struggle before dying, Houhou's eyes were bent and bent, and his face was still innocent.

Wan Wan twirled her hair hanging on her chest, and said softly, "When did the master come? This disciple was scared to death just now. If I had known that the master was following me, my disciple would not have succumbed to that thief. "

From the beginning of the Tang Dynasty to the end of the Song Dynasty, there was an interval of more than 1000 years. According to this time, she is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

Perhaps it was God who found her conscience after taking her martial arts, so that her face did not become old and terrible because she lived for a thousand years, but she was still the same as before, an elf who came from the sky to step on the snow, with golden ankles. The bell has never been worn out by the passage of time, and it jingles again when the night wind blows.

It's like the restless heartstrings between lovers plucking at each other.

It's a pity that she and Huang Yaoshi are very restless, but they don't look like lovers.

It is more appropriate to describe her image in Huang Yaoshi's heart as a thorn in the side.

Under the moonlight, Huang Yaoshi's disgusted eyes seemed to swallow a fly, because he was so disgusted that Huang Yaoshi didn't even want to talk to her at this moment, as if saying a word to her could shorten his life by ten years.

In her heart, Wan Wan cast aside Huang Yaoshi's nobility.

The idea of ​​preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires is very harmful. Huang Yaoshi is a very open-minded person in this era, but he is still more or less bound by this view.

Are men and women so shady?Isn't it good to live your own little life as you like?As for loathing her so much?

Wan Wan asked knowingly, "Why didn't the master speak? But what did the disciple say wrong? Or did the disciple do something wrong?"

The bright moonlight was covered by dark clouds, Huang Yaoshi narrowed his eyes slightly.

The woman in front of her had a face that was ignorant of the world, like a fairy from the nine heavens who stepped on the moon and descended into the mortal world, but what she did had nothing to do with immortality, like a human-eating fairy crawling out of Shura Hell.

Huang Yaoshi raised his eyebrows and said, "You are right, but I was wrong."

He shouldn't have taken her as his apprentice, let alone watched her walk away in a fit of rage, following her all the way up to now, and seeing her flirting with others under her own name.

The girl pursed her lips, looking aggrieved like a little lady who was still infatuated with him even after he had abandoned her. She rubbed her thin shoulders forward, and tugged at his sleeve with her soft little hands. Her voice sounded like Sweet and greasy like sugar: "Master, there are thousands of mistakes, and they are all the disciples' faults."

"You don't want your disciples, your disciples are yours when they are born, and your corpses when they die."

Dark clouds cover the moon, the candlelight is dim, and the girl's clear eyes are passionate and sparkling.

Her eyes have a deceptive magic power, when she looks at you, it seems that she can give up everything in the world, and she only loves you deeply.

Huang Yaoshi frowned.

Suddenly, he realized that he had taken in an amazing apprentice.

His arrogance and uninhibitedness, in front of her, is more like a fake nobility, and her thinking and behavior are all contemptuous of the religious etiquette of this era.

She is free and no one can trap her.

Huang Yaoshi had the illusion that he met his opponent on a narrow road.

The only difference is that his arrogance and evil are ostentatious, while her surly, arrogance and evil are hidden in her sweet voice and eyes that are as clear as a deer but bewitching.

Huang Yaoshi stretched out his hand, holding Xiao in his hand against Houhou's chin, raised her face, and met her affectionate eyes.

"Sheng is mine?" Huang Yaoshi frowned, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He really wanted to know the extent of her evil.

"Yeah." Wanhou couldn't help nodding her head: "The apprentice will always belong to the master."

The jade flute in Huang Yaoshi's hand ran down Houhou's delicate and small chin, the cold texture rubbed against her skin, and said: "Since you are my man, you should know what to do."

...!

Houhou's eyelids twitched, and she couldn't believe that this sentence came from Huang Yaoshi's mouth, but Yuxiao's coldness told her silently that everything in front of her was not an illusion.

Huang Yaoshi, who was frivolous and unruly in her heart like a banished fairy, was teasing her seriously.

And it's still the familiar teasing style, the technique is not blunt at all.

Hou Hou's mood is quite complicated - she thought that Huang Yaoshi would kill her to clean up the house, but she never thought that it was just a small matter of reunion, which made her worry and fear for so long.

After figuring out what Huang Yaoshi was thinking, Wan Hou climbed onto the jade flute very politely, followed the jade flute with his fingers all the way up, and rubbed the back of Huang Yaoshi's hand with his fingertips, and said sweetly: "Of course, my apprentice!" know."

She is so familiar with this kind of thing, it is a compulsory course for every demon girl.

As a qualified demon girl, she has read a lot of books and is familiar with various body positions. There is a saying that goes well, if you have never eaten pork, have you never seen a pig run?

Undoubtedly, what she saw was not pigs running, but tens of thousands of pigs galloping, shaking mountains and rivers.

Hou Hou took Huang Yaoshi's hand and pulled him down on the bed. He turned around and pressed himself on Huang Yaoshi's chest. He wrapped his fingers around his hair and wrapped it around the jade flute. Come on, and said softly: "Master's Bihaichaosheng song is very good. My apprentice is not talented. I learned one and a half verses. I want to borrow Master's jade flute. I wonder if Master will borrow it? Will you listen?"

Huang Yaoshi let go of the jade flute.

Wan Wan held it and pressed it to her lips, a lingering tune sounded, but it was not the blue sea tide.

It is Feng Qiuhuang.

While blowing, Wan Wan looked down at Huang Yaoshi's expression, no one could stand her Feng Qiuhuang.

But Huang Yaoshi was still as innocent as before, but his eyes were a little less cold.

He seemed to be smiling, but it wasn't the sneer of the past, the smile now was more like a running dog fighting a cock, seeing others fighting crickets, getting interested, and wanted to reach out to tease the crickets in the cage.

This feeling made Hou Hou very uncomfortable.

It's an insult to her charm.

Fengyue is most afraid of encountering such a thing, you have a thousand styles, he is as immobile as a mountain, like a sculpture.

Although Huang Yaoshi in front of him made some provocative moves, but when he thought about those moves carefully, they were teasing cats and dogs, a test to see how far she could go.

Houhou put down the jade flute, sighed softly, looked straight at Huang Yaoshi, and said quietly: "The master wants the disciple to be the master's man, but the master is not moved."

"Master wants to learn from Liu Xiahui, but this disciple is not the kind who waits for blind people to wink at him."

As soon as the words fell, Hou Hou dropped the jade flute and leaned forward.

She never believed that there were people she couldn't touch.

Just as the weak and boneless little hand was about to go down, it was grabbed by the man's bony hand.

The night was dark, but the man's eyes were very bright. Looking at her, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I have indeed taken in a good apprentice."

Wan Wan smiled and said, "It's all taught by Master."

No wonder, she doesn't have such a weird temper as Huang Yaoshi.

Xu Shi lost interest, Huang Yaoshi let go of her hand, got up from the bed, stood under the window with his back to her, and said, "Clean up, it's time to go."

...Sure enough, what Huang Yaoshi did just now was teasing her like a cat or dog.

I just want to see how courageous she is, and what position secular etiquette holds in her heart.

Obviously, in this era of being a teacher for a day and a father for life, she regards etiquette as dung, and can take action against her master without hesitation.

Her evil is even worse than Huang Yaoshi.

Hou Hou squeezed his throat and said: "Master, wait a moment, the apprentice changes into clothes, and after washing up, he will go with the master."

The true nature has been exposed, and it is inappropriate to pretend to be a well-behaved and ignorant little apprentice in front of Huang Yaoshi.

Wan Wan rummaged through the closet for clothes.

The boy's room is very elegant, and the clothes in the closet are even more dazzling. After choosing a moon-white dress, when he was about to change, he found that Huang Yaoshi under the window sill had disappeared.

Could it be that she overestimated Huang Yaoshi's patience and left her alone now?

After thinking about it, Hou Hou felt no way.

Her evilness, in a sense, was cast on Huang Yaoshi's temper. After all, Huang Yaoshi himself is also a weird person, so what's there to despise her evil spirit and surlyness?

Mostly to avoid suspicion - even if his back is facing her, they are still in the same room after all, and he can hear her changing clothes.

Pretentious.

Whispering, she slowly changed her clothes, dawdled in front of the mirror to adjust her makeup, and after finishing all this, she opened the door.

The people outside had already been taken care of by Huang Yaoshi, and they were lying on the ground groaning/groaning unsteadily, and the boy who had attacked her was nowhere to be seen at this moment.

Presumably, after seeing Huang Yaoshi's martial arts, he ran for his life in a panic.

Hou Hou smiled, passed through the howling crowd, and walked out of the room.

The guards in the yard were also cleared by Huang Yaoshi, and the road was unimpeded. Outside the gate of the mansion, Huang Yaoshi stood with his hands behind his hands, with tassels hanging from his jade flute.

Wan Wan said, "Master, where are we going?"

Huang Yaoshi gave her a sideways look and said, "You want to go north?"

Wan Hou smiled and said: "If you are poor, you will be good for yourself; if you are rich, you will benefit the world."

Her true nature was completely exposed, and it would be a bit contrary to pretending to be a girl who has never had any worries. With such a good environment, it would be a pity for her not to start a career.

"The Han people are weak, and the Tartars are rampant. All my Chinese people can rise up in response to the situation, put an end to the troubled times, and rebuild prosperity."

Huang Yaoshi sneered, "You want to be the second Wu Zetian?"

"Master, your words will kill people."

Wan Hou looked at Huang Yaoshi with crooked smiles.

Only after she read the history books did she realize that her apprentice who took over the Tang Dynasty was not honorable, but she just took the title of the first empress.

A large area of ​​territory was lost in the external war, and the internal strife made people panic. If it weren't for Datang's solid foundation and the birth of Ziwei star Li Longji, I am afraid that this Han country would be in the hands of her apprentice.

It's a pity that Ziweixing was in power in the early stage and in the late stage. He pushed Datang to the peak with one hand and sent Datang to hell. The Anshi Rebellion that could be resolved in half a year was forced by him for eight years.

That is to say, the Tang Dynasty had a strong family background and could withstand such a toss. If it were another dynasty, the country would have perished long ago.

If she knew this earlier, she should have asked her apprentice to learn from Li Shimin.

Her apprentice is not as good as Li Shimin, and compared with her, he can't be regarded as better than blue.

After all, in the early Tang Dynasty, she was a figure that even Li Shimin admired.

Hou Hou said: "Li Shimin has a good saying: a husband uses copper as a mirror to straighten his clothes, history as a mirror, he can know the ups and downs, and people as a mirror to understand the gains and losses. The example of Wu Zetian told me not to Less stuff."

Huang Yaoshi narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and said: "The tone is not small."

Wan Wan smiled, noncommittal.

It's not that the tone is loud, it's the people of this era, and it's really too good.

Dou Jiande, Li Miyuwen's family, who were beaten by Li Shimin and Kou Zhong all over the world, if they were born in this era, they would be moved to tears.

Not to mention her.

Hou Hou asked, "Will Master go to Peach Blossom Island separately from me, or go north with me?"

In the past, she felt that with Huang Yaoshi's temper, she would probably be left alone on the road, but after what happened today, her impression of Huang Yaoshi's withdrawnness completely changed.

Huang Yaoshi seems to be bohemian and disrespectful of worldly etiquette, but loyalty and filial piety are the great virtues, which he admires most, and he is more concerned about the morality of being a teacher for one day and being a father for life, otherwise, he would not have followed her all the way. She was saved in such a complicated environment.

It's just that although Huang Yaoshi admired loyalty and filial piety, he didn't know what was wrong, he just refused to interfere in the war, which made people puzzled.

After thinking about it, I think Huang Yaoshi was most likely hurt by the Emperor of Song Dynasty——Huang Yaoshi is not only high in martial arts, but also first-class in learning. Suggested.

However, the interior of the Song Dynasty has long been decayed, and Huang Yaoshi, who is talented and unrestrained, is destined not to be reused.

Or maybe Huang Yaoshi once wanted to turn the tide and save the people, but the reaction of the people broke his heart, making him focus on mountains and rivers and martial arts, and ignore the tragedy of dynasty change.

After deliberating for a moment, Hou Hou said: "The nation is in peril, and everyone is responsible. What is being saved is not the rotten dynasty, let alone the ignorant and ignorant people, but those Han people who are kind-hearted but have been bullied into their homes."

"If Master doesn't want to go, I will go alone. In short, I don't want to live quietly, and die without anyone knowing."

In fact, people in the world have misunderstood the Demon Sect, thinking that the members of the Demon Cult are all people with cholera.

That's not the case with the Demon Sect, they just look down on those hypocritical villains who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality.

People in the world are burdened by Confucianism. They pursue true temperament, love happily, and hate thoroughly. If they win the world, they will also seek the well-being of all people.

After all, a dynasty that does not put the people first cannot survive for too long.

After an unknown amount of time, Huang Yaoshi said, "I'll be with you."

The moon was shining brightly in the sky, Huang Yaoshi half closed his eyelids, his expression was indifferent.

Wan Wan knew she had won again.

Huang Yaoshi is a duplicity, and he lives in a twisted way.

Fortunately, her character is dictatorial to all kinds of twists and turns.

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In fact, the chaotic times at the end of Song Dynasty are completely incomparable with those at the end of Sui Dynasty and the beginning of Tang Dynasty.

The chaotic times at the end of the Song Dynasty were entirely caused by the stupidity of the emperor and the weakness and inaction of the courtiers. In other words, the ideas of Confucius were indeed a good policy for governing the country. It is a pity that his descendants abandoned the essence and only married the dross. Confucianism who used these dross Morality has fooled all the people in the world.

Can the Han Chinese not fight?

On the contrary, during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, Li Mu was still able to defeat the Xiongnu in his spare time, behead hundreds of thousands of people, destroy the rags, defeat the Donghu, and surrender to the Linhu.

This was true in the Warring States period, not to mention other dynasties, even if they were as weak as the Song Dynasty, there were peerless titans Di Qing and Yue Fei.

Di Qing died in sorrow and anger, and Yue Fei died of unnecessary crimes, which demonstrated the general psychology of the emperor of the Song Dynasty-no one in life has died since ancient times, and the emperor is dying every day.

The Great Song Dynasty did not have the rich family background of the Jutang Dynasty, allowing the emperor to be a demon and not subjugate the country, it is simply unacceptable.

Houhou soon pulled up a team, resisting the Tartars in the north and the fatuous government of the Song Dynasty in the south, and those who did not want to be slaves responded one after another.

There are two types of tartars, one is embroidered pillows, but it is a little more used than in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the other is of high combat effectiveness, which cannot be underestimated.

Houhou first destroyed the embroidered pillow and occupied the land of Yanyun.

This place is the throat. If you go north, you can recover the rivers and mountains of the Han family, and if you go south, you can destroy the emperor and courtiers who only know how to enjoy themselves.

After building the city defenses, Houhou chose to go south first—after all, it was a dynasty where Qin Hui could flourish, and she was flustered.

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

As for Yanjing, it will be guarded by Huang Yaoshi first.

Over the years, she has become famous, and countless people have come to support her. Taoism bears the brunt and sends many disciples to help.

Seeing this scene, she felt rather complicated—thousands of years ago, she and the Taoists were inextricably linked to each other, but now they are a united front and have become allies.

She never dreamed of such a bloody plot.

After all, it is Taoism, the native religion of the Han people. When the nation lives and dies, it will always be more concerned about the future of its own world than those foreign religions.

That's good too, Huang Yaoshi's character is too aloof, she feels more at ease with these guarding in Yanjing together.

Thinking this way, Wan Wan led the troops to march.

The wind and the clouds are moving, and it seems that there is a tune coming.

Hou Hou's ears moved, and he looked back.

The straight bamboo was bent, and Huang Yaoshi stood on the bamboo, with his jade flute hanging down his eyes, as if a fairy came to the mortal world under the moon.

Wan Hou raised his eyebrows, and said to Huang Yaoshi, "Master, I will come back as soon as I go, don't miss me too much."

The soldiers roared with laughter: "Huang Laoxie is going to marry an apprentice."

Wan Wan feigned anger: "Who said Huang Laoxie is going to marry an apprentice?"

The sound of the Xiao paused slightly, and the eyes of Houhou rolled around, looking at Huang Yaoshi with the same face as before, and said sweetly: "My master is not old!"

The melody stopped abruptly, and the people in the bamboo forest disappeared.

Tsk, prudish.

This battle is simpler than Houhou imagined.

Before her soldiers and horses arrived at the city, the emperor had already led hundreds of officials to surrender. Afterwards, he gathered his troops and guarded this place with his confidants, and then led the gathered army to march north.

This dynasty is very strange, the emperor suppressed the generals, the generals' status was very low, and the soldiers had no right to speak. The deformed era made the army's combat effectiveness zero.

But after becoming her subordinate, the soldiers all rushed to kill the Tartars, and they were not at all depressed like when she first saw them.

Her second senior brother, Chen Xuanfeng, with grass in his mouth, said to her seriously: "This is called Xiong Xiong Xiong, and Xiong Xiong's nest, the leader of the army has changed, and the momentum has also changed."

Wan Wan nodded, agreeing very much.

The time to fight to the death with the Tartars was getting closer, Wang Chongyang, who had not been out of the mountain for a long time, also came to help out, and there were also experts from many sects, such as the Beggar Gang, gathered in one place in twos and threes.

Huang Yaoshi has read extensively and is familiar with hundreds of schools of thought. When he and Wang Chongyang got together to talk, the old beggar Hong Qigong's voice was loud and interrupted from time to time.

Wang Chongyang was serious, and Hong Qigong was too sloppy, making Huang Yaoshi more and more handsome, like a fairy under the moon.

Wan Hou looked over and over again, but Huang Yaoshi turned a blind eye and only talked to Wang Chongyang and Hong Qigong.

Chen Xuanfeng looked at it for a long time, threw the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to grab Houhou's shoulder: "Junior sister, it's not that senior brother said you, your thoughts—"

Hou Hou raised his eyebrows slightly, the threat couldn't be more obvious.

Her Heavenly Demon Voice has been practiced to the No.17 level. In today's world, no one can match her.

Chen Xuanfeng laughed dryly, withdrew his hand, and continued: "Don't look at the fact that Master doesn't take worldly etiquette seriously, in fact, he cares most in his heart. If you like him, you won't have good fruit. "

"I like whoever I like." Wanhou said lazily, "What does it have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter." Chen Xuanfeng pulled out another root from one side, stuffed it in his mouth, and said, "It's just that I was a little surprised. The apprentices accepted by the master all have a wind behind their names. Why don't you have one?"

Wan Hou said: "Because I was born more beautiful than you, naturally I don't need to bring wind."

She understands Chen Xuanfeng's thoughts, and also understands the thoughts of senior brother Qu Lingfeng, and even junior brother Lu Chengfeng, but it is one thing to understand, but it is another thing to want to be together and have sex.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

To tell the truth, she really wanted to have a fling with that man Xiao Shuxuan who looked as dignified as a god.

Her current feelings for him should not be regarded as liking, and sleeping at this time will not delay her from continuing to practice the Heavenly Demon Voice.

Wan Wan is a man of action, and after thinking about it for a while, she went to see Huang Yaoshi at night.

The battle will be going out in a few days, and the emotions of the few people who fought in the past made the soldiers in the barracks revel all night.

No one knows whether they will survive tomorrow, but even so, they still have no hesitation.

They have been the masters of the land of China since ancient times. Although they have subverted countless dynasties for thousands of years, they can engrave the fine qualities of tenacity and perseverance in their bones.

The barbarians without thousands of years of experience will never understand their persistence and the pride they are born with.

They are the cutest people.

Hou Hou passed through the soldiers who were drinking and talking loudly in a big bowl, and came to Huang Yaoshi's room.

The door of the room was ajar, and Wan Wan pushed the door open and entered.

The moonlight was as cool as water, evenly sprinkled on the woman in white, Huang Yaoshi put down the jade flute in his hand, frowned and asked, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Wan Hou closed the door behind her back, sat in front of Huang Yaoshi, rested her chin on her hands, blinked, and said, "Of course I came to see Master."

Huang Yaoshi was noncommittal.

During the day, Hong Qigong, who always had a very loud voice, suddenly lowered his voice, pulled him and said mysteriously: "Huang Yaoshi, your apprentices are about to have a happy event, you must remember to treat me, a beggar, to two glasses of wedding wine. "

He followed Hong Qigong's gaze, Chen Xuanfeng dropped the grass in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to hug Houhou's shoulder.

The sun wasn't too strong, but he felt it was a bit dazzling, so he turned his eyes away and said coldly, "I'm afraid that Qigong, the wine made by Taohua Island, is not used to it."

The year he took Houhou as his apprentice, he was 27 years old, and Houhou said she was fifteen, and he was 12 years older than her.

12 years old, seems to be nothing to a martial arts practitioner, five years have passed, he is 32, it seems that there is no change from five years ago, and he is [-], which is exactly the same as five years ago.

The skin that can be broken by the fingers, the innocent and clear eyes, the lightness of walking barefoot in the snow, the golden bells on the ankles are jingling, she is a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, and her existence is getting more and more attention.

Her future has infinite possibilities.

Huang Yaoshi was a little irritable, and said: "Tomorrow you will go to war, you should rest early."

Hou Hou smiled and said, "I came to Master to rest."

Yaoshi Huang: "?"

Huang Yaoshi frowned, and the flickering candle suddenly went out.

The voice of the watchman resounded in the night: "The sky is dry and the things are dry—"

Wan Hou's sweet breath was close at hand, and he blew on his face: "The sky is dry, shit, Master, I have liked you for a long time."

"you!"

Huang Yaoshi confronted Hou Hou, her body was as nimble as a fish in water, when she saw the move, she had already taken off her clothes, and when she made another move, the warm and soft jade greeted him in the palm of his hand.

In the darkness, the veil on the bed was pulled down, she straddled him, and chuckled softly: "Master, swords have no eyes on the battlefield, you should give me something to think about."

War is never a matter for one person. No matter how high the martial arts are, there is no guarantee that he can survive the battlefield.

The vast and boundless grassland is a huge meat grinding ground, hundreds of thousands or even millions of people pour into it, blood is flying everywhere, swords and swords are shadowed.

No one can hide.

After a long time, Huang Yaoshi let go, his body collapsed like a bow.

Things between the bed, men have always been self-taught.

Huang Yaoshi turned over and pressed Houhou down, the small sound resounded in the noisy night.

The morning star rises from the east, the majestic glow tears through the clouds, the golden crow leaps out, the gate of Yanjing slowly opens, war horses step on the generous land, and soldiers in armor march forward against the sun, singing the national mourning.

"Fuck Wu Ge, I was caught by a rhinoceros armor, the car was wrong, and I was short-soldiered—"

This is a war destined to be recorded in the annals of history. On the land of China, the Chinese nation rises again to defend their culture and home that have been passed down for thousands of years.

The weak and independent dynasty is no longer, and what stands proudly on the land of the Central Plains is a rising star empire.

A few months later, the six armies merged into one army, and Wan Hou galloped up to Huang Yaoshi, raising his eyebrows lightly, "Oh, master, my disciple survived."

The handsome man smiled, and the smell of blood in the air seemed to be swept away quickly, leaving only the picturesque Tsing Yi around.

On the way back to Yanjing, Wan Hou met a boy who was so stupid and cute.

The boy stared blankly at her, and people around joked with him: "Don't look at her, she is old enough to be your mother. Look at her, why don't you see if she has a daughter in her stomach? There is a play."

The boy really came over, looking straight at her slightly raised belly.

Overwhelmed with joy, he asked the boy what his name was.

The boy spoke slowly, "I, my name is Guo Jing, Jing who is ashamed of Jingkang."

Huang Yaoshi felt that this man might be mentally handicapped, a little impatient, and sent people to find the boy's family.

Looking at the back of Guo Jing being dragged away by his mother, Wan Hou smiled and joked: "Guo Jing, right? If I give birth to a daughter in the future, I will notify you."

Huang Yaoshi sneered: "What's so good about that silly boy?"

Wan Hou smiled and said, "Some people like stupid ones, and some people just like those who are full of evil spirits."

Huang Yaoshi took off his cloak and put it on for Hou Hou, but his ears were a little red in the winter, so he didn't care about Guo Jing any more.

After the world was pacified, everyone began to discuss who is the emperor and what the name of the country is.

Everyone felt that although Houhou was the initiator of the uprising, she was still Huang Yaoshi's apprentice, she was also a woman, and now she was pregnant with Huang Yaoshi's child. Naturally, Huang Yaoshi had no chance of running away from the throne.

Although everyone felt that Huang Yaoshi had a withdrawn personality and was not easy to get along with, but with the help of others, Huang Yaoshi's temper would be restrained a lot.

Besides, Houhou will give birth to a child soon, and according to Huang Yaoshi's lazy temperament, he will be a hands-off shopkeeper, throw the child to them, and take Houhou around the world by himself.

Thinking like this, everyone knew that after seeing Houhou enter the hall, he went straight to the dragon chair, then sat down calmly, raised his hand and said to the people below: "It's too hard, bring two pillows."

"!!!"

Everyone's three views are not good.

Wan Wan smiled and asked Wang Chongyang: "Brother Dao, do you have any objections?"

Wang Chongyang stroked his beard and said: "Your Majesty's move is appropriate."

— Even the name has been changed.

Wan Hou then asked Hong Qigong, who was happily eating the chicken legs, "Do you have any objections, Brother Seven?"

Hong Qigong didn't mind too much, and said: "No objection, no objection. The whole world was brought down by you. How can I, a flower from my hometown, have any objections?"

Wan Wan asked Huang Yaoshi again, "What about Master?"

Huang Yaoshi looked calm: "No objection."

Hou Hou nodded, very satisfied, and leaned back on the dragon chair, and tied the emperor's crown brought by the little servant to her hair. She stretched out her hand and touched the twelve knuckles in front of her eyes, and said: "Taishan Big Dippers are not Objection, then so decided."

There was a reason why she was the first to ask Wang Chongyang—in this era of low status for women, Taoism is the least patriarchal religion.

Male fairies and female immortals compete in separate courts, males have the Jade Emperor, females have the Queen Mother, males have Lei Gong, females have the Mother of Lightning, and their status is not inferior to male immortals at all.

As for Sanqing, the highest Taoist deity, they are not men either—Sanqing has no gender, they are women if they want to be women, and men if they want to be men.

Wang Chongyang, who was influenced by this kind of thinking, was the person who opposed her the least.

Wang Chongyang did not object, Hong Qigong felt that this was a family matter between her and Huang Yaoshi, so naturally he would not interfere with it. As for Huang Yaoshi, she put him in bed last night, and he would not jump out to oppose her.

These people supported her as an empress, and those people who talked about the three principles and five constant principles were unhappy, but they did not dare to oppose it openly.

Wan Hou raised her brows slightly, and said, "The name of the country is Daming, and I am the founding empress."

If it is a girl in her stomach, she is the crown prince; if it is a man, she is the crown prince. In short, they are treated equally.

A few months later, Wanhou gave birth to a lovely daughter, Yuxue, whom Huang Yaoshi named Rong.

Huang Rong often disguised herself and went to the folks to have fun, and met the silly boy Guo Jing.

Under the sponsorship of Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi reluctantly concluded the marriage.

Seeing Huang Yaoshi's displeasure, Wan Wan said in a low voice, "Thinking about it from another angle, Guo Jing is good at governing, we can retire and travel around the world."

Huang Yaoshi turned his eyes slightly, and finally took Guo Jingjing's tea.

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