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Chapter 719: Foreigners’ Gifts

Fang Jie picked up Sang Sasa and put it on, pulled the brocade quilt from the side and covered her perfect body like white jade. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was carefully caring for a peerless treasure. Fang Jie's palm rubbed Sang Sasa's cheek a few times, and smiled apologetically at her.

It was a little more intense before. For a girl who had just experienced this, her inner pleasure was as unforgettable as the pain in her body. At this time, she was huddled in the quilt, covering most of her face and only revealing her eyes. Her beautiful hands pulled the corner of the quilt, as if she was afraid that Fang Jie would lift the quilt again.

This cute posture made Fang Jie unable to help but lean over and give her a long kiss again until she suffocated.

Under the brocade quilt, the perfect body seemed to have lost all its strength. After this kiss, she shrank her body and moved, and seemed a little uncomfortable. Her beautiful brows frowned slightly. The blush that had not yet faded was still so beautiful, and the sweat on her forehead was like dewdrops dotted on peach petals.

The breath exhaled from the small nose is so sweet, like the refreshing fragrance of orchids.

This birthday is perhaps the most unforgettable birthday in her life.

Fang Jie handed her a glass of water, and Sang Sasa slowly shook her head, hid it in the quilt, but looked at Fang Jie's face without blinking. It was this man, the man who just took her for himself. Although she was very tired and still had a slight pain below, the full happiness in her heart made her dizzy.

She never thought that the love between men and women could really drive away all the troubles. When the belief in inheriting blood that she had been stubbornly adhering to overlap with the man she loved, the world began to grow from darkness to colorful.

Fang Jie smoothed her somewhat messy hair, then gently kissed her forehead.

"I'll help you dress?"

Fang Jie asked softly.

Sang Sasa gently shook his head: "Don't... he has no strength all over and doesn't want to move."

Fang Jie smiled and lay down next to her. The two of them were pillowing on white lions, and the carriage was so warm.

"Don't look at me"

Sang Sasa stretched out her white lotus-like arm from the quilt and covered Fang Jie's eyes. But even if Fang Jie didn't look at her, the shameful scene before still circled in her mind. The more she didn't dare to think about it, the more clear the picture became.

The delicate woman's body, her fair and tender body was held by his big hands on her slender and beautiful waist. The red rope around her waist kept swaying with the impact. As the bronze ringtone was ringing, the white body was holding the white lion, and the beast seemed to be so delicate and beautiful.

The big hands could almost hold her waist, and every time the majestic body hit her high-rise buttocks, a layer of waves rippled. The white rolling waves hit the man's eyes. The woman lying there showed her perfect figure to the fullest. The curve of her waist slightly pressed down to the right makes her perky buttocks look even more charming, and the two beautiful legs kneel at a separate angle, making people burst out blood.

As each time I was pushed forward, the pair of fat jades in my chest were shaking, and in the ups and downs, two pink buds gradually bloomed.

This annoying scene was not only recalled in Sang Sasa's mind, but Fang Jie was still immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself. Her hands covered her eyes, but the gradually heavy breath in his nose sprayed into her palm, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.

“No…;”

She felt Fang Jie's desire to rise again, and accidentally saw the erection again. Sang Sasa quickly retracted her arm and wanted to wrap herself in the quilt again, avoiding Fang Jie's sight: "It's really... it can't do..." But before she finished speaking, her hand was pulled by Fang Jie. Fang Jie lowered her head, and her wet lips began to kiss from the back of her hand, kissed her entire arm, and kissed her earlobe.

The girl's very sensitive earlobe was held in his mouth by him, and she was desecrating her willfulness.

Fortunately, Fang Jie still had some reason. He knew that Sang Sasa could no longer bear baptism at this time, so he suppressed his desire. After taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down. He lay down next to her again and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"What is the ending of the story you told?"

Sang Sasa entered Fang Jie's arms like a well-behaved kitten, and the two soft flowers on his chest were pressing against Fang Jie's chest.

"Don't care..."

Fang Jie pointed at Sang Sasa's cute nose with his finger: "That's someone else's story, we have our story."

"Um"

Sang Sasa nodded vigorously and got into Fang Jie's arms.

At this time, she was not a great master of the Yuan Dynasty, a successor of the Sang family's bloodline, a natural body, but a girl who found the direction of her happiness.

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The team encountered a rain while marching halfway through. The raindrops were not heavy, but they were fine and long-lasting, so the team stopped in an abandoned town. The town was preserved in a pretty good way. Although half of the houses were burned down during the Heren Rebellion, it might be because the people in the town had already escaped before the Heren came, so the Heren did not stay for too long.

The people from the Knight School set up a warning around the town, and Fang Jie was resting in a very spacious house. On the fifth day of leaving Yongzhou, the rain seemed to be a bit annoying. But for the people, this rain was like a birthday gift in time. Many refugees have returned, and some of the people who forced to migrate from the other three roads have also arrived. It is the time to open up the land. If the seeds are sprinkled, and this good rain will definitely be a good harvest year.

The raindrops hang down thinly from the eaves, forming straight lines.

Several women gathered together and chattered, three of them were relatively quiet, Chen Qingfan was as cold as ever. For some reason, Mo Ningzhi, who had come with the army, stood under the eaves and looked at the gray sky outside. Sang Sasa sat on the side with his head hanging, and a smile that only she understood appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"General..."

Chen Xiaoru, who came back from exploring the road in front, took off his straw hat and took off his straw raincoat: "Thirty miles ahead is Qingshan County. The officials in the county were originally planned to come to greet him, but I stopped him. The county magistrate was an official appointed by the general a while ago, named Wei Xiting. It turned out that he was a civil servant under Sun Kaidao. Because Qingshan County is hundreds of miles away from Yongzhou, the number of refugees returned was not large, but some of the He people who originally lived on Pingshang Road were opening up the land."

"He people?"

Fang Jie frowned slightly.

"Um!"

Chen Xiaoru nodded: "A lot of the He people did not return to the jungle after the demise of the Shang Kingdom, but stayed to farm with the locals. They had almost lost the barbarity of the He people, and they were also killed in the He people's rebellion. A while ago, the general ordered the people to rent farming land, and they also went to the government to report. Wei Xiting did not stop him, but after taking the people to check their identities, they all distributed the land to them according to the rules set by the General."

Fang Jie nodded and said nothing.

"The subordinate asked him to take off his official hat and wait for the general to arrive in the county government."

Chen Xiaoru whispered.

Fang Jie glanced at Chen Xiaoru, then smiled: "If it weren't for your words, I would have taken off your official hat first."

Chen Xiaoru smiled and said, "Who dares? Wei Xiting did not do anything wrong. He is willing to stay. Of course, it is not that he cannot distribute the land, but he is wrong because he should not hide it from this matter. If he hides it, good things will be done wrong."

"That's why I handed over the Knight School to you."

Fang Jie praised: "You are very careful in doing things and understand the rules."

Chen Xiaoru lowered his voice and said, "General, why don't you give your salary to your subordinates?"

Fang Jie looked at him, and Chen Xiaoru hurriedly retreated with a smile: "I guess this rain cannot stop today. I will go back to Qingshan County to prepare first."

"Go, tell Wei Xiting, let him think about where he was wrong. If he thinks it out, write a report. If he can't think of it, he doesn't have to wait for me to arrive in Qingshan County. Let him go home to farm by himself."

Chen Xiaoru responded and turned around and left.

When Chen Xiaoru left, Fang Jie couldn't help but wonder if he was too harsh on weekdays, so that these local officials had done the right thing and did not dare to report it truthfully? Fang Jie pondered for a long time and suddenly thought of something. In order to ensure absolute obedience to Ping Shang Road, Fang Jie has been suppressing the local area with absolute power and toughness for these days. Now, should we put some rights on it, otherwise local officials would be trembling, which would not be a good thing for the development of the Black Flag Army.

In fact, I understand that the most difficult thing in this world is not the people, but the officials who manage the people. If they are too strict, these officials will be timid and mediocre. If they are too relaxed, they will do whatever they want. It is easy to raise the people, but it is difficult to raise the officials. He couldn't help but think of Sun Kaidao again. This person is talented, knowledgeable and insightful, but it is not because of the bad habits that he always thinks that when he becomes an official, he should accumulate wealth for himself and be safe in the future.

How many officials are there after taking office, they want to take back all their previous efforts. Now it is still time to conquer the country, and the people below are still in a manner. If this happens, I am afraid that those dirty things in the officialdom will emerge one after another.

Should officials be raised in poverty or wealth?

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Dali City

Nanyan Royal Palace Weiran Hall

Emperor Nanyan Murong Meng looked at the arrogant blonde and blue-eyed foreigners standing below curiously, thinking that these people were no wonder they were called Japanese by the merchants of Dongchu. They were indeed so ugly. Looking at the strange-shaped clothes on their bodies, the strange-shaped weapons hanging around their waists, and then looking at their inexplicable appearance... Murong Meng couldn't help but wonder, the foreigners introduced by Emperor Dongchu really have that great ability?

"His Majesty, the Emperor."

One of the few foreigners below put his arm on his chest and leaned over slightly: "My name is Poskov, from the powerful Principality of Ross. We came here at the invitation of our good friend, the Emperor of Chu, to help you. We heard that your empire is facing a crisis now, and perhaps our arrival can resolve all this for you."

"How do you know, can you help me?"

Murong mortally asked.

"Please show me something."

Poskov pointed outside the temple: "We have brought you a gift, which will definitely make you happy. The people in the Principal of Ross are most afraid of is that there are more enemies, because the more enemies, the more we get. I believe that with our help, Yan State will also make all enemies surrender like the Principal of Ross."
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