Zhang Wuji slowly stood up, and Zhao Min, who had been held tightly in his arms last night, also opened her eyes.
It's rare for Zhao Min to show her feminine side. Maybe she was too pampered last night, so she even had to change Zhang Wuji's clothes early this morning.
But unfortunately, her pair of snow-white little feet had just touched the ground and her legs had just tried to stand up, but she became unstable and almost fell to the ground.
Zhang Wuji was shocked and quickly hugged Zhao Min again: "Min'er, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Min gave Zhang Wuji a cold look and said, "You rascal, you still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong? Don't you think about what you did to me last night? How long has it been since I last served you? You really are becoming less and less respectful to women."
A trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Zhang Wuji's face again: "Min'er, how can you blame me for this? It's because I like you too much. Besides, you are only thirty years old now, a very good age. How come you are so useless now?"
It would have been better if Zhang Wuji hadn't said this. As soon as he said this, Zhao Min rolled her eyes at him: "You are so unreasonable, my dear. How can you blame me for being useless in such things? It's obviously you who are too unreasonable. You bullied me and made me cry last night. Don't think that you can fool me with a few nice words. There are some things that I will retaliate against sooner or later."
Zhang Wuji was a little stunned, and then he pushed Zhao Min to sit on the bed again: "Min'er, I will give you this chance now."
After hearing this, Zhao Min's eyes showed some fear. She knew Zhang Wuji too well. Since Zhang Wuji said so, it was very likely that he really thought so in his heart. The most important thing was that he really had this ability.
Zhao Min quickly wrapped herself tightly with the quilt beside her, and then leaned against the foot of the bed. She wrapped herself up tightly and didn't even want Zhang Wuji to see her feet.
"You enemy, how dare you do that to me so early in the morning? I forbid you to do that to me. If other vixen hear the noise, they will probably chatter in my ears all day long."
Zhang Wuji's mouth curled up into a wicked smile again: "Min'er, if it doesn't work during the day, how about at night?"
Zhao Minyan said: "Not at night either. I haven't served you for a long time. You have to give me some time. At least, not tonight. I, I can't take it."
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In the end, Zhang Wuji left somewhat unwillingly, and Zhao Min no longer forced herself to change his clothes.
Only after seeing the tall figure disappear did Zhao Min say with a resentful look on her face: "Hmph, you evil guy, there are plenty of girls aged seventeen or eighteen, and you are the emperor, so you can get whatever you want."
Obviously, what Zhao Min said was a little bit against her will. Although Zhang Wuji was so obsessed with her last night, she was actually still happy in her heart. If it were in the Yuan Shun Emperor's time, a girl over the age of twenty-four or twenty-five would be considered to be at the age where she would never be favored.
Although Zhang Wuji is lustful, he is only lustful towards people he likes, which also touched Zhao Min very much.
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Tokyo City has been captured, and the next things will be much simpler. In the next ten days, the Ming army soldiers dug many large pits around Tokyo City. To be more precise, the Ming army soldiers dug many large pits while watching the Japanese captives.
Each of those large pits seemed to be able to accommodate 10,000 to 20,000 people, and what happened next was self-evident.
The truth of this world is under the sword's edge, and the territory is within the range of the cannon.
At this moment, the Japanese people were numb. They were too numb to resist, and their faces were no longer as fearful as before. The expressions on their faces were just dull. However, the ministers and nobles of Japan were a different story.
This group of people are usually high and mighty, eating the fat and blood of the people, drinking the blood and flesh of the people, each of them holds the power of the country and countless resources, but they only care about their own enjoyment, so that they are pampered and their health is extremely poor, so much so that they are much slower than ordinary people in digging a hole.
But these Japanese nobles and ministers have one advantage that ordinary people do not have, that is, even at this time, they still have not given up hope of life.
Whenever they had free time, this group of people would kowtow and apologize to the Ming army officers and soldiers. They wanted to get a way out from the Ming army officers and soldiers, so much so that they were willing to sacrifice their wives and daughters.
But the Ming army soldiers were unmoved. They believed in Zhang Wuji's words and even took countless practical actions.
That is something that you can get with your own hands, and you don’t need others to give it to you. Those so-called wives and daughters have long become...
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Tens of thousands of surrendered Japanese soldiers were driven into a very deep pit.
This time, those responsible for filling the soil were the ministers and nobles of Japan.
Zhao Min stood not far from the edge of the pit and watched quietly. There was no light in her eyes, and no joy, anger, sorrow or happiness could be seen. It seemed as if this matter was not as important as brushing off the dust from her clothes.
"Min'er, come and have something to eat."
At some point, Zhang Wuji had come to the table not far behind Zhao Min, where there was a roasted leg of lamb.
Zhao Min glanced at Zhang Wuji, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "It is you, my enemy, who understands me."
Zhao Min sat down at the table, picked up the roasted lamb leg, and began to eat it in big mouthfuls.
But at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo, who came with Zhang Wuji, said: "You really have an appetite. There are people buried over there, and you can eat."
Zhao Min sneered, and then saw Zhou Zhiruo place a cup of tea next to her.
Zhao Min lowered her head and took a sip of the tea.
"So what if there are people buried there? Just don't look over there. Besides, why treat them as human beings? Didn't our men say that they are just a group of monkeys that have not yet evolved completely?"
Looking at Zhao Min eating the lamb leg with big mouthfuls, Zhou Zhiruo was speechless.
The lamb leg was a bit fat, and when you took a bite, the corners of your mouth would be stained with a lot of oil.
"It's so greasy. I can't eat a few bites of this stuff even with rice."
Zhao Min said disdainfully: "You are you, and I am me. When we were fighting on the battlefield, in order to save time, I could eat the meat only when it was three-fourths rare, and I didn't feel sick of it."
"Besides, don't we have this cup of tea that you served us? This kind of tea is the best for removing greasiness, and it shows that you are thoughtful."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo gave Zhao Min a fierce look and said, "You think too much. I don't want to bother with you. It was this enemy who insisted that I get you a cup of tea."
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