War?
Persia was not afraid of war at this moment because the country was in its heyday. More than a hundred years ago, they were ravaged three times during the Mongol westward expedition, which was the same as Zhao Min's ancestors.
The current Persian Empire, like the Ming Dynasty, was reborn in the flames of war. The combat power of the entire Persian Empire, with 300,000 soldiers, is not comparable to that of those damn Japanese.
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After much difficulty, a saint was brought back from the Ming Dynasty's imperial palace, but the saint Xiao Zhao's attitude was like this.
The great elder Abusan was also speechless; "Well, the saint is so unable to see the overall situation. I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you."
"Time can prove everything. If the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty does not come, it will be fine. But if he dares to come, my 300,000 Persian soldiers will definitely let him know what true invincibility means."
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Looking at the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Wuji seemed to have become a different person recently. If the change was smaller, his women would still be able to accept it, but Zhang Wuji's change was too big, because he had not been close to women for a month. After finally returning to the Ming Dynasty, he had not even touched Xiao Wu and Su Tanmei.
Almost every day, he handled government affairs in the Daming Hall. In a month, Zhang Wuji worked hard to speed up the operation of the new Ming Dynasty.
He kept allocating supplies to the Western Regions, recruiting new troops as quickly as possible, and gathering his troops to the Western Regions in batches. It might be too early to start a war, but all preparations had already begun.
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"Sister Zhiruo, the young master seems to have become a different person recently. If he continues like this, I'm afraid something will go wrong."
Zhao Linger quietly found Zhou Zhiruo again.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Zhang Wuji who was reviewing memorials in the hall, and she felt a little helpless: "This enemy has indeed changed in recent times, and I can't even recognize him."
"I always said he was lustful, but in the past month, he hasn't even visited any of us sisters. He, he's really going too far."
"I know he feels guilty towards Xiao Zhao, but it's not his fault. If this continues, it's not a solution."
Zhao Linger said: "If we continue like this, it really won't work."
"I feel very sad about Xiao Zhao's matter, but we all know the young master's character best. He hasn't touched us for such a long time, and I am really worried about his health."
"Tell me, do you think the young master is no longer able to do it?"
Zhou Zhiruo was a little confused: "What do you mean, sister? What do you mean it's no use?"
Zhao Linger rolled her eyes at her hatefully: "No, no means no, that aspect!"
Zhou Zhirui suddenly realized: "How is it possible? There is absolutely no such possibility."
Zhao Linger said: "I don't want that possibility to happen, but what if this situation happens?"
"The young master has always liked you the most. Why don't you test him today?"
"Test!" Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful cheeks turned red in an instant. She wanted to reject the suggestion, but after thinking about it, she felt that she should tell the truth: "Sister, to be honest with you, I have tested her twice recently, but this enemy is unmoved, which makes me doubt myself."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger couldn't help but laugh: "I knew that you, little slut, would definitely do something."
"But, is your test obvious?"
Zhou Zhiruo was also speechless: "It's obvious! Of course it's obvious. I always have physical contact with him inadvertently. If it were in the past, he would definitely not let me go, but now, he doesn't even look at me."
"In all these years, when have I ever been ignored like this? It's just that this enemy hasn't touched anyone recently. If he only treated me like this, I'm afraid I would die of heartbreak."
Zhao Linger also saw the distress in Zhou Zhiruo's heart: "Well, it's almost evening. Sister has prepared some food for you. You and the young master can eat it first. I will think of a solution. If there is anything, we can talk about it in detail in the evening."
As she spoke, Zhao Linger handed a food box to Zhou Zhiruo.
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After a while, Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo began to have their meal in the Daming Hall.
"My dear, you have changed recently. You were not like this before."
Zhou Zhiruo picked up a piece of fried meat and handed it to Zhang Wuji's mouth. Although the latter had not been interested in women recently, he was not disgusted by this kind of thing.
After seeing Zhang Wuji eat the fried meat, Zhou Zhiruo continued, "Wuji, do you think I am not as beautiful as before?"
Zhang Wuji looked at Zhou Zhiruo carefully: "Compared with ten years ago, Zhiruo's appearance has not changed much, except that the girl's agility and shyness have gone away, and she has become more charming and noble."
Zhang Wuji's words satisfied Zhou Zhiruo, but even so, she felt a little resentful in her heart: "Wuji, you have changed recently. You were not like this before. Now there are only you and me in the Daming Palace. I have been with you for more than ten years. Although I am more than one woman in your life, you treat me the best. I don't say it usually, but I am content in my heart."
"When I was with you before, you always touched me when no one was around. But now, I accompany you in the Daming Palace every day to handle government affairs, but you refuse to touch me at all. I want to ask you, do you have no feelings for me now?"
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