The way a man takes revenge on another man has always been very simple, that is to kill him and then take away everything from him. In the current trend, the main thing is to take away his women. Of course, Zhang Wuji didn't dare to do that, because he didn't dare to take all the hundreds of beauties in Altai's harem for himself at once. If that happened, Zhou Zhiruo would probably go crazy. But Altai was much bolder in this regard. He wanted to catch all of Zhang Wuji's women in one fell swoop.
However, the risk is also huge. If he fails, he will face the risk of national destruction.
That night, when Zhang Wuji was having dinner with the girls, Zhao Min suddenly said, "My dear, Altai's army has gathered about a hundred miles southeast of the Persian Imperial City."
"If nothing unexpected happens, that place will be where we will have a decisive battle with him."
Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "It's a hundred miles away from his imperial city. If he is defeated, won't he have to flee a hundred miles before he can escape back to the city?"
"Even if we don't rely on the city to defend it, we won't give up the advantages of the city directly, right?"
Zhao Min laughed and said, "Who knows what that bastard was thinking? However, his decision doesn't seem surprising. When we Mongols were on the Western Expedition, we often encountered incredible things. Their minds seem to be only focused on head-on confrontations and charges. They are not good at military tactics. Maybe Altai just wanted to find a place with absolutely flat terrain. In this way, it would be easier for him to chase us when we are defeated."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Let's fight, and finish this battle quickly so that we can return to Beijing as soon as possible. Although life there is a bit boring, it is always better than here with fine clothes and delicious food."
"Besides, since the last expedition to Japan, our Majesty has hardly dealt with state affairs. As the emperor, it's time for him to be more serious."
Zhou Zhiruo's words made Zhang Wuji a little embarrassed: "Zhiruo, what do you mean?"
"Am I not serious enough?"
Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at him fiercely: "It's hard to say whether you are decent or not. Judging from your lustfulness and the fact that you are never empty-handed, you are probably comparable to those tyrants in the past."
The women on the side burst into laughter. Zhao Min also reached a rare agreement with Zhou Zhiru on this issue: "That's right, our emperor must have been busy for two hours that night. Even Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty was not as adept as our emperor."
After Zhao Min said this, Zhang Wuji's face became even more embarrassed.
"Min'er, and you too. I'm busy every night, isn't it all for you? Will you be happy if I don't touch you? It seems that you vixens all want to be widows. Well, I'll fulfill your wish. After returning to Beijing, I'll banish all of you to the cold palace, and then I'll choose concubines like other emperors, choosing dozens of them at a time. Let's see who dares to control me."
Zhang Wuji's words were full of pride, but the only response from the women present was a big roll of their eyes.
Zhou Zhiruo said: "It's fine to break into the harem, but don't climb over the wall to find me at night."
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That night, shortly after Zhou Zhiruo returned to her room, Zhang Wuji came into her tent with a wicked smile on his face.
"Zhiruo, you seemed very arrogant when we were eating before!"
Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at him hatefully: "So what if you're arrogant? Are you so angry that you want to take revenge on me?"
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "So what?"
As he spoke, Zhang Wuji picked her up. To be honest, Zhou Zhiruo wanted to resist, but after thinking about it carefully, she decided to give up. Doing such a useless thing would only increase the interest of these enemies.
"Zhiruo, you have been very disrespectful to me today. Now you are about to be executed. Will you say a few words to beg for mercy, or will you stick to your gun? If you beg for mercy, I may be able to give you a lighter sentence because of our relationship of more than ten years."
Zhou Zhiruo was full of disdain: "Give me a lighter sentence? If you give me a lighter sentence, won't you punish me the same way? I want to see what you can do to me. Come if you have the guts, but I have to remind you that Xiao Zhao fainted the night she came back. Even if you are no longer a good-for-nothing, you are not allowed to harm me like she did."
"If you dare to knock me out too, I will be really angry."
Zhang Wuji was embarrassed again: "Zhiruo, Xiaozhao fainted because she has no cultivation at all. You are different from her."
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A moment later, the beautiful and lingering sound came from Zhou Zhiruo's tent.
The sound is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people's bones almost melt.
However, Qianye in the next tent said with some longing: "Your Majesty went to Sister Zhou's place. Is there anyone else in her tent?"
Long Ze on the side smiled and said, "Why, sister, do you want to go?"
Chiba is a confident man, so of course he wants to go. Otherwise, this long night would be too boring.
As he spoke, Qianye Kong found a long blue and white dress and began to dress up.
Long Ze and Aoi on the side were stunned: "Sister, look at your clothes, the makeup on your face, and the hair accessories, are you imitating Sister Zhou?"
Aoi said: "Sister was also a queen in the past. Even though Japan was destroyed, she was still the woman of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. You are so beautiful, why do you need to imitate others?"
Qianye glared at them both and said, "What do you two know? This is called role-playing. It's a new idea I came up with when Sister Zhou and I were in the Persian Imperial City last time. I guarantee it'll be very romantic."
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About quarter of an hour later, Qianye really made herself look exactly like Zhou Zhiruo. They were already 80% similar. It would be very easy to confuse them if they wore the same clothes during the day, let alone at night.
A moment later, Qianye came to Zhang Wuji's tent: "Wuji, didn't you say you would come to see me at night? Why are you here with Qianye?"
Qianye's imitation of Zhou Zhiruo is so lifelike that it is even more similar than Zhou Zhiruo herself.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Wuji froze in place: "Zhiruo?"
Qianye said with a look of grievance: "Wuji, you, you were mean to me during the day. I waited for you in the tent for so long, why didn't you come over to comfort me?"
Zhang Wuji looked bewildered, but the real Zhou Zhiruo was extremely speechless: "Qianye, you are serious, you, you should not go too far."
Qianye said aggrievedly: "You fake, how dare you seduce the Emperor of Ming Dynasty here."
"And you, my enemy, can't even tell the truth from the false. Do you want to anger me to death?"
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