Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 390
"Is this the city of Nanjing?"

On the other side of the pier, a large ship came slowly and docked steadily.

On the deck, I saw a graceful woman in her thirties. She had a slender figure and was wearing a long bluish-white dress.

Willow-leaf eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, and a relatively straight nose bridge, the facial features are very three-dimensional, strong, and heroic.

Beside her, stood a 25-[-]-year-old young woman, dressed in a yellow and white skirt, with high breasts and a slender snake waist, which could only be grasped, and was full of charm.

Under the close-fitting skirt, the buttocks are not as flat as ordinary people, but slightly straight, forming an arc.

"Sister, I've come to Nanjing."

Dou Meiyi looked at the bustling pier and the countless ships, and became a little excited for a while.

Her plump pair pressed against the side of the boat, and her whole person seemed to have changed a lot.

On the side, Gao Guiying straightened her back, towering and towering, without moving her eyelids, she said calmly:
"Whether it's Xi'an, Xiangyang, or Nanjing, to me, it makes no difference."

"On the contrary, the closer I get to him, the more uncomfortable I become."

"Sister, King Chuang may not be alive, just accept your fate!"

Dou Meiyi was helpless, her beautiful eyes showed a little pleasure, and she couldn't help saying: "You are already the emperor's man, and you can never go back to the past."

"Bah! What nonsense, I've been a Chuangwang person all my life." Gao Guiying was furious in an instant, and couldn't help but curse:
"If you hadn't stopped me again and again, I would have killed myself long ago."

"Will King Chuang want a wife who lost his virginity? Wouldn't that discredit him?"

Dou Meiyi was born in the court, her tongue never loses her temper, she couldn't help but sarcastically said:

"It is estimated that King Chuang gave us a grand burial a long time ago. He invited a scholar to write a good memorial and burned a lot of paper money for us!"

"You—" Gao Guiying became angry again when she heard the words, but suddenly, she calmed down again, as if she was a little relieved:

"It doesn't matter if you die, but it doesn't count as embarrassing King Chuang."

On the other hand, Dou Meiyi saw the dead air in her eyes, she knew right away, she finally had a companion, how could she give up so easily?
"Sister, you forgot that Gao Yigong was also captured for a long time, if you weren't here, he would have died long ago."

"You are dead, but you can't take your brother away!"

Gao Guiying was taken aback when she heard the words, and immediately said viciously: "It really is the most poisonous woman's heart—"

"Sister, aren't you a woman too?"

Dou Meiyi breathed a sigh of relief, but her mouth was not forgiving.

"Hmph!" The wind from the river blowing away a lot of the heat, Gao Guiying ignored her and looked directly at the Yangtze River.

The wide river surface is like a huge lake, with densely packed boats of all sizes and rolling waves, never in danger of drying up.

"If there is such a big river in northern Shaanxi, how can the villagers be hungry?"

Gao Guiying was full of thoughts, and she was extremely envious of the people in the south of the Yangtze River.

If it is such a rich land, how can there be rebellion?
Dou Meiyi is thinking about how to survive, or how to live better.

As a maid in the imperial palace, she was kidnapped by Li Zicheng. Although it is said that she lost her virginity to the former king of Yu and the current emperor, the world doesn't know.

In this way, he can only curry favor with the emperor.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Gao Guiying.

As Li Zicheng's wife, her status is enough to move the emperor, which is far more attractive than herself.

Man, she knows best.

Just blowing air on the two-person deck, the maids gathered to serve stood aside and enjoyed the beautiful scenery, but some people in the cabin under their feet were not blessed to enjoy it.

"Brother Li, why are you still reading?"

Gao Yigong was lying on the window, looking out from the palm-sized opening, with a little gloom and displeasure on his face.

He turned his head, looked at the calm Li Dingguo, and couldn't help but say.

Originally, the two of them lived in a courtyard in Xiangyang, and they could see each other occasionally, but now they came to Nanjing by boat along the way, so they are naturally familiar with each other.

He had heard about this "Little Yuchi" in the Great Western Army for a long time, but how did he know that he had become a scholar and ate ink in this period of time.

Why doesn't this surprise him?

"My name is Zhang Dingguo." Li Dingguo said calmly without blinking his eyelids, as if he had developed the ability to be as immobile as a mountain.

Gao Yigong will not be fooled, he knows the truth that one's nature cannot be changed, so he couldn't help but provocatively said: "Tsk tsk, the former enemy of ten thousand people, I'm afraid he can't even draw a bow."

"Hmph, do you think I want to? After staying in Xiangyang for a year or two, I have nothing but books around me. What do you want me to do?"

Hearing this, Li Dingguo frowned slightly and complained:

"The Four Books and the Five Classics are annotated by Zhu Zi. From time to time, there are also teachers who come to class. They pay attention to learning and can only read books to relieve their worries."

Hearing this, Gao Yigong trembled all over, couldn't help yawning, and shook his head again and again: "Torture, torture!"

"Let us hold pens with big knives, isn't this fatal? It's better than fatal!"

Thinking that he would face such a scene in the future, Gao Yigong shrank his pupils and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

This emperor is too vicious.

At this moment, Li Dingguo suddenly closed the book, looked at Gao Yigong and asked, "Have you arrived in Nanjing?"

"That's right!" Gao Yigong nodded, and the rough man's face was full of depression: "I've arrived in Nanjing, I've already arrived in Nanjing..."

"The warm wind made the tourists drunk, and they turned Hangzhou into Bianzhou. It will take a few years to find out what kind of person this King of Yu is."

Li Dingguo narrowed his eyes and said softly.

Gao Yigong on the side looked dumbfounded, he said in amazement: "Is that sentence you just said a poem?"

"It's all about reciting poems." Li Dingguo said disapprovingly, "The poems of the ancients are not mine."

"Scare me!" Gao Yigong breathed a sigh of relief, then he was startled again, and stammered, "You, you can recite poems?"

"What's all the fuss about?" Li Dingguo said disapprovingly, "After you read the book for a year or two, you will be like this."

"No, it's not me, I don't want to!"

Gao Yigong hurriedly shook his head, his face full of resentment.

"Reading, wait until you get used to it."

Li Dingguo looked like someone who had come here, quite calm and relaxed.

Gao Yigong was instantly terrified.

In a blink of an eye, after getting off the boat, Gao Yigong saw two women, one heroic and the other charming, he was overjoyed:
"Sister, are you okay?"

"Yigong, I'm fine." Gao Guiying wept with joy when she saw her burly younger brother, and couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

"take care!"

After saying a word, Gao Guiying had no choice but to separate from him and leave each other.

Gao Yigong was also silent.

He has no heirs so far, and his elder sister is the only relative. Both siblings have been captured, and he feels uncomfortable.

"Relax, if you can live until now, you can live in the future." Li Dingguo patted his shoulder and said in relief.

(End of this chapter)