"Ahem, then let me tell you about the things you don't know."
"Okay! Okay!"
The three women looked on with great anticipation, their hands supporting their chins.
Sun Jian touched his nose and began to tell the three women how he had humiliated the Li family father and son in court.
Chu Qingcheng and Zhou Wan'er listened with great interest, as if they were listening to a storyteller, almost as if they were cracking melon seeds and eating peanuts while cheering.
When they heard that Sun Jian would have been detained if Long Cheng hadn't arrived, their hearts couldn't help but clench.
Of the three women, Gu Zijian experienced the greatest emotional fluctuations, because this corrupt prefect was one of the Gu family's enemies, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the culprit.
It was because of the false accusation by the dog-like prefect, coupled with the simultaneous plotting and framing by the other two factions in the imperial court, that the entire Gu family of thirty-eight was executed.
Finally, upon hearing that the dog-like prefect and his son had been imprisoned and were awaiting trial and execution, Gu Zijian could no longer hold back his tears and embraced Sun Jian once more.
Although Sun Jian knew the reason, he did know it through the system. On the surface, he asked her what was wrong. Gu Zijian didn't speak, but just continued to hold Sun Jian tightly.
Zhou Wan'er and Chu Qingcheng weren't fools. Although they didn't know Gu Zijian's identity, their unusual reaction at Sun Family Village, coupled with the fact that he killed so many soldiers, gave them a vague idea of what was going on. However, they knew that it was best not to ask about things that others didn't want to mention, as they might be someone's sore spot.
"Uh...did I disturb you?"
At that moment, Long Cheng's voice rang out from the doorway of the room.
Gu Zijian hurriedly got out of Sun Jian's arms and turned her head to wipe away her tears.
"No, no, I won't bother you."
Sun Jian smiled awkwardly and beckoned Long Cheng to come in.
Long Cheng was also a little embarrassed. The meal at the inn was ready, and he was about to call Sun Jian to eat together when he walked to the door and found the young couple of four being all lovey-dovey. He didn't want to disturb them, but he had already exposed them, so he could only awkwardly speak up.
"I won't go in; it's not convenient. I came to tell Brother Sun that the food is ready and we can go upstairs to eat."
After saying that, Long Cheng smiled slightly and continued, "No rush, take your time, I'll go up first."
"Husband, it's all your fault... Young Master Long made fun of us." Gu Zijian blushed and scolded him.
It must be said that women in this era were extremely shy, a stark contrast to the situation in Sun Jian's later years.
After flirting and teasing with his three wives for a while, Sun Jian originally wanted to take the three women upstairs to eat. Except for Zhou Wan'er, who was eager to try, the other two were unwilling to go.
In those days, women were not allowed to show their faces in public unless absolutely necessary. This was somewhat better in rural towns, but in public places, whether a wife or a concubine, they were not allowed to dine at the same table as their husband's friends.
Seeing that neither Gu Zijian nor Chu Qingcheng wanted to go, Zhou Wan'er gave up the idea.
Sun Jian did not insist. After settling everyone in, he began to drink and chat with Long Cheng.
As for Long Cheng's identity, Sun Jian vaguely guessed that he might be a prince of the royal family, otherwise who would dare to use "Long" as a surname in this era?
Sun Jian was not from this era and disliked flattery. He was easier to get along with since Long Cheng himself was unwilling to reveal his identity, so he simply pretended not to know.
After a few rounds of drinks, the two chatted happily, feeling like they had known each other for a long time.
"Hey, Brother Sun, that Viagra drug of yours is absolutely amazing. How exactly do you make it?"
Where can I still buy them?
"Also, what's the working principle of your voice changer? Why does it make you sound like a woman when you wear it?"
"And...and..."
Long Cheng, perhaps having drunk his fill, kept asking about those amazing things, casting a gaze of both curiosity and admiration at Sun Jian.
"this……"
Sun Jian was at a loss for words when asked by him. He wanted to make up an excuse, but before he could finish speaking, Long Cheng cut him off.
"Brother Sun, you can't just brush me off this time. You said you'd explain afterward, but now that it's all over, you should at least tell me, right?"
Sun Jian sighed softly, feigning an air of profound mystery: "Brother Long, to tell you the truth, when I was a child, I was gathering herbs in the mountains when I met an old celestial being. He insisted that I was a reincarnation of a celestial child and wanted to pass on the Thirty-Six Heavenly Arts to me, including medical techniques, military strategies, and the art of Mohism..."
Sun Jian showered Long Cheng with praise, leaving him almost dumbfounded.
Long Cheng naturally didn't believe Sun Jian's words. If it were really that miraculous, his three wives wouldn't have been imprisoned for several days and ultimately had to be rescued by Long Cheng. Although people in this era were still very superstitious, they still had a lot of doubts about things that were unreal and ethereal.
Since Sun Xiong was unwilling to tell him the truth, Long Cheng wouldn't insist on getting to the bottom of it; he would just listen to the so-called reasons and let it go.
All good things must come to an end. Even if two people have a very pleasant conversation, there will be a time for them to part ways.
Before leaving, Long Cheng clasped his hands in a fist salute and said to Sun Jian, "Brother Sun, I must return to the capital tonight. I don't know when we will meet again. I hope we will have a long future together!"
"There is ample time……"
They drank their last glass of wine in one gulp and then went their separate ways.
Sun Jian originally thought he would never see Long Cheng again in this lifetime, but little did he know that a few days later, the two of them would meet again in a different identity.
...
After returning to her room, Zhou Wan'er tactfully moved her bedding to the side room, leaving the large bed for Chu Qingcheng and Gu Zijian.
When the two women saw Sun Jian return, their cheeks flushed. One sat on the edge of the bed with her head down, while the other sat on a chair, fiddling with the hem of her skirt.
Sun Jian's skin was already as thick as a city wall. Without saying a word, he stripped off all his clothes and crawled into bed, while also telling the two women to blow out the lamp.
“Husband… how about letting Sister Chu sleep with you tonight, and Sister Zhou and I will sleep in the side room?”
Gu Zijian's blush had now extended to the roots of her ears, making her look like a delicate, vibrant flower.
Thinking about what might happen later, she didn't dare to meet Sun Jian's eyes.
"How can that be? Your sister Zhou's bed is so small, how could the two of you possibly fit? Hurry up and lie down, your husband is very tired today, I promise I won't do anything."
Sun Jian was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface he still pretended to be considerate of them and acted righteously.
First, promise not to do anything; then, promise not to move after taking it off; then, promise to only rub without going deep. This set of excuses never fails.
"Well... okay then."
"Qingcheng, what are you doing? Blow out the light and go to bed."
Sun Jian didn't forget to call out to Chu Qingcheng, who was standing to the side like a wooden statue.
How could he possibly let Chu Qingcheng just stand there while they slept together?
Women, after all, always have some reserve, even in later generations. As long as you give them a legitimate excuse, many things will naturally fall into place... hehe.
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