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There is nothing that can't be solved with one shot. If it can't be solved, try a few more shots.
Du Yaoyao satisfied Chen Jie and stayed in the hot spring for half the night. She didn't get out of bed for three days afterwards.
After paying respects to Shen Jie's parents and touring Wuxing, the two began to prepare for their return to Beijing.
Du Yaoyao entrusted the management of the wine shop to Dashan and Xiaocui, and set out on her return journey in early May.
She was not very happy along the way. After all, I have lived in Wuxing for nearly a year, and I feel reluctant to leave suddenly. But he couldn't be separated from Shen Jie, he would never allow that.
Chen Jie looked at her nose with his eyes and her heart with his nose, and coaxed her, "Yaoyao likes Wuxing. She can come here every summer to escape the heat. There will still be plenty of opportunities to come back and see Xiaocui and the shop."
Du Yaoyao glanced at him and said, "If you don't look for me, I can live my whole life in Wuxing, free and easy, without having to go back to Beijing to be an official's wife and deal with all the trouble."
Although Chen Jie's high position gave her great freedom, she inevitably had to deal with the ladies of his colleagues and subordinates on a daily basis.
"Yaoyao." Chen Jie flattered, "You want to run a girls' school, be a female teacher, and also want women to enter the government. How can you realize your ideal by opening a few shops in Wuxing? You must be with your husband. I support you in everything you do."
"That's right." Du Yaoyao was disappointed, then smiled, "I just said a few bad words."
Chen Jie buried his face in the crook of her neck, "I'm afraid you'll regret it and not want to be with me."
His warm breath made her feel itchy. Du Yaoyao stroked his black hair and asked, "Why do you have so little confidence in yourself?"
"No." Chen Jie said sullenly, "Yaoyao is kind, smart, capable, and broad-minded. Many people like you."
When Du Yaoyao said goodbye, all the girls in the shop wiped their tears, reluctant to see her go. Xiao Cui cried even more.
He reflected, "I can't be called a bad person, but I can't be considered an absolutely good person either. Sometimes when I compare myself with Yaoyao, I feel ashamed."
He became an official to stand out and do his job well. He did not have much in the way of caring about the world or being considerate of people's livelihood.
Du Yaoyao smiled and said, "People are all like this. I just came here, and my only wish is that you don't notice that there's something wrong with me, and don't treat me as a monster and chop me up with a knife."
"Am I that fierce?" Shen Jie kissed her cheek.
Du Yaoyao nodded with amusement. The original text said that he killed people without blinking an eye and cut open the stomach of corrupt officials to find evidence of their crimes. She saw it with her own eyes. He kicked the young prostitute Yueyue away, and the prostitute fell to the ground vomiting blood and couldn't even get up.
There is definitely potential for domestic violence.
Who would have thought that when they were together, he was very well behaved when I stroked his hair, but after they expressed their feelings to each other, he turned into a clingy person.
"I've been mean to my wife before." Shen Jie said embarrassedly, grabbing her hand and putting it on his face, "If I dare to be mean to my wife again in the future, my wife will hit me in the face as she pleases."
"It's embarrassing to be slapped in the face by your wife," Du Yaoyao said with a smile, "You are a high-ranking official."
"No matter how powerful an official is, he still has to lick his wife when he gets home." Chen Jie started to be naughty again, "What's wrong with hitting her twice, as long as your hand doesn't hurt, baby."
"Ouch," Du Yaoyao covered her mouth, "my teeth are sour." Sweet.
Shen Jie pretended to kiss her, "Let me see."
"Stop it." Du Yaoyao was afraid that he would do something wrong in the carriage, so she quickly got down to business. "People have different ideas at different stages. We are in love, and you don't want to kill me. I hope you won't commit so many murders. Forgive others when you can."
In ancient times, people were divided into different classes, and masters had the right to beat or kill servants. The ancients even took it for granted that their masters would be held responsible for the same crime.
She may not be able to change the social system, but the changes in her social status can already influence the future work styles of many officials.
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