Iron Blood Fortress
A quiet and elegant luxury house with beautiful scenery and pleasant scenery, but the guard seems to be tighter
There are 5,000 elite soldiers, three steps and five steps, and the entire house is surrounded by water.
Ren Xiaoyao walked outside the bedroom door without having to do anything, and his maid and eunuch opened the door for him
With a proud look on his face, he walked around the screen, and the emperor's dormitory was inside.
There is a nine-step dragon bed in the room. The bed is extremely large, covered with sandalwood brackets, bright yellow curtains hanging on it, and the curtains are embroidered with pictures of dragons and phoenixes, covering the bed tightly, like a house in a house
There are sandalwood clothes hangers, mahogany strips, large Huanghuali cabinets, and many life-use objects, each of which is extremely exquisite and luxurious.
Ren Xiaoyao looked straight, corrupt, it was so corrupt, but I just wanted to eat
The sky is big and the earth is big, stepping under your feet; the beauty, embraces it in your arms
With such a pleasant mood, Ren Xiaoyao entered his dream
The next morning, the cold wind was howling outside the window, and four basins of charcoal fires were roasted in the four corners of the house, warm as spring
It seemed like having a long dream. Ren Xiaoyao opened his eyes again and saw a bright room with bright windows.
Looking at the gorgeous yellow satin tent, the antique orange-yellow wooden windows, the swords and ink landscapes hanging on the walls, and smelling the pleasant sandalwood, Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself: This is the emperor's life!
Although Ren Xiaoyao has a rather arrogant personality, he has been reading fantasy novels online for many years and has rich experience in traveling through time and space.
For example, the first thing I went back to ancient times was to talk less to avoid revealing my feelings. However, his current identity is extraordinary. Even if he made a mistake, I think few people dare to risk losing their heads and point it out!
Ren Xiaoyao came out of the warm quilt, put on a robe, and picked up a bronze mirror on the head of the bed.
I don't know if it was my illusion, but Ren Xiaoyao suddenly realized that he seemed much more handsome. He had a thin face, a slim figure, a bright eyes, and he was powerful without anger.
He picked up a book on the mahogany table. It was a book called "Thirty-Six Strategies" and there was a line of small regular script annotations: If the grandson was alive and Nan Ke was reborn, why not be afraid of the hundreds of barbarians today, Dongyi, and Huang Fei!
Although Ren Xiaoyao could not recognize those words, it was obvious that those words were tense and quite imposing. The ridiculous Emperor Zhou Heng was also an ambitionist, but for some reason he became like this now...
At this moment, light footsteps came from outside. Ren Xiaoyao's six consciousnesses became quite keen after traveling through time. This may be his only advantage except far exceeding the knowledge of this era after traveling through time.
Ren Xiaoyao frowned slightly and simply crawled into the quilt to pretend to be asleep, but the other party did not come in, but stood outside the door, and said in a sharp voice: Long live the emperor, Jin An, has the emperor gotten up?
You will know that the other party is a eunuch when you hear the sound. You snorted from your nose and signaled that people outside would come in.
A thin eunuch walked in with two thin-clad maids.
The little eunuch held a whisk in his hand, and the two maids held steaming hot water and towels.
After entering the house, the eunuch said to the two maids: "You are not waiting for the emperor to get up yet."
Ren Xiaoyao snorted deliberately, sat up, and asked the eunuch: Who are you?
The little eunuch said in a trepidated manner: Long live the emperor, have you forgotten the slave? The slave has just entered the palace. This time he was able to replace Eunuch Li to serve the emperor is Zhang Cheng's great glory secretly! The slave deserves to die, the slave fails to let the emperor remember the slave, the slave deserves to die...
Zhang Cheng?
Zhang Cheng?
Zhang Cheng?
Articles of Association?
Who knows how it was written? When Ren Xiaoyao heard Zhang Cheng's name, he immediately recalled that he changed his car yesterday and the imperial doctor accompanied him to medicine. Li Shun and An Dehai died, and other eunuchs served him.
I don't know if this person is trustworthy, but since he just entered the palace, he shouldn't know much about Zhou Heng before, so he can't tell the authenticity of his fake guy.
As long as you drive away the eunuchs and palace maids who know a lot about the original Zhou Heng, and then give Zhang Cheng's strength to do everything in the future.
Seeing that Zhang Cheng was still in fear, Ren Xiaoyao was secretly amused and waved his hand and signaled: OK, OK!
At this time, two maids came to serve Ren Xiaoyao in dress. Their hands were soft and tender, greasy and smooth. Ren Xiaoyao felt relieved when he touched them, and he felt that he was about to move under his lower abdomen.
Ren Xiaoyao looked carefully at the two pretty maids who were careful to serve his clothes. From the aesthetic perspective of modern people, he had a beautiful appearance and a slim figure. Although he met the standard of not bulging and tilting back, he could reach 80 in total.
The maid around the emperor is of high quality. Ren Xiaoyao felt secretly happy and couldn't help but fantasize about his future sexual life.
You mom, ancient people were tedious in their clothes. These clothes were layer after layer, belt after layer, jade pendants and ring decorations, so fucking unhappy at all
Fortunately, Ren Xiaoyao doesn't need to do it himself in the future, otherwise just wearing clothes can make him die.
For the first time in his life, Ren Xiaoyao enjoyed the taste of not doing anything. Two maids surrounded him and served him with all their heart.
He raised his hand, and some people put on layers of tedious clothes; when he leaned forward, someone wiped his face with the softest scarf; when he opened his mouth, someone picked some tooth powder and applied it to his teeth, and then brushed his teeth with his little jade fingers...
Even with Ren Xiaoyao's shamelessness, I feel a little sad, but this feeling is really wonderful
After dressing neatly, the two maids took eyebrow pencils to draw thrushes for Ren Xiaoyao, which made him very upset.
In Ren Xiaoyao's impression, in addition to men not exposing their goals during wars and big stars need to put on makeup when performing on stage, only ducks will apply makeup on their faces without any trouble.
By the time everything was ready, half an hour had passed, Ren Xiaoyao was hungry
Ren Xiaoyao had always believed in the dogma of saying less and reading more. At this time, he was not very upbeat and said to Zhang Cheng: Zhang... Cough cough, Xiao Chengzi, I am hungry, please tell me to pass on the meal!
There are so many palace TV series and YY novels that Ren Xiaoyao has watched in his previous life, and he is a top student in history who likes Chinese. In addition, he has been in ancient times for almost half a year. Now he says that he is not much different from the ancients.
Zhang Cheng hurriedly agreed, handed a look, and a maid went down to prepare immediately
After a while, Zhang Cheng brought Ren Xiaoyao to the dining room
The dining room is huge, magnificent, luxuriously decorated. The copper cauldron in the room is burning with high-quality fragrant wood, which awakens the mind and has a pleasant smell.
A red Eight Immortals Table was placed in the middle of the dining room. Ren Xiaoyao sat down in front of the table, and Zhang Cheng screamed: "Transfer to the meal."
Dozens of maids came in one after another, and all kinds of delicacies of mountains and seas were served. The marbles of jade plates, delicacies of mountains and seas, mixed with water and land, all colors, fragrance and flavor, and the most exquisite
In the blink of an eye, the dishes filled the whole table, from top to bottom to small porridge, fresh fruits, everything was available.
Is this breakfast or lunch? Ren Xiaoyao's index finger was shaking, but some words could only be said to himself in his heart
Two rows of maids wearing white silk palace clothes stood beside the table, holding chopsticks, spoons and other things.
As long as Ren Xiaoyao shouts, or uses his fingers, the beautiful little maids will immediately use chopsticks and other items to pick up the vegetables in front of Ren Xiaoyao and feed them to him.
Ren Xiaoyao has never been served like this. He is so overwhelmed. He is too depraved and too corrupt. This is simply the treatment that disabled people should enjoy.
Wherever he glanced at, the maid took the dishes on the plate to him. In a blink of an eye, the small bowl in front of Ren Xiaoyao was filled with it, and he felt at a loss for a moment.
It seems that this emperor is not so easy to pretend. Even if he talks less, it is not 100% safe. Ren Xiaoyao decided to take care of his eyes and stop causing any more trouble.
Finally finished the delicious food in the bowl. When Ren Xiaoyao looked at the sweet and sour crucian carp, a maid even gently removed the fish bones with a white ivory pick and then sent them to his mouth.
Ren Xiaoyao was inexplicably excited. When he traveled through modern society before his journey, he had never even heard of such a grand banquet.
The Manchu and Han chess are so mysterious! But how credible is, many dishes have been lost at all, and what later generations boast about is just merchant packaging
Even if you can really make delicious and delicious dishes, where can you find eight beautiful women who are as beautiful as flowers to serve you to have a meal?
The escort lady can spend money to invite her, but can those who are compared with ancient professionals?
Just sitting among the flowers, the tempting virgin fragrance has already filled people with beautiful and delicious food!
A little green in the flowers, Ren Xiaoyao leaned on the red and green, and couldn't help but smile a lewd smile on the corner of his mouth
Seeing that the emperor seemed to be in a good mood, Zhang Cheng leaned forward and said with a smile: Emperor, Feng Shuai knew about the assassination of the emperor and had already rushed back overnight. She was waiting outside to meet the emperor before dawn.
Feng Shuai? Who is Feng Shuai? He seems to be a woman after he is called? Ren Xiaoyao was about to ask Zhang Cheng about Feng Shuai
The accident broke out, and a maid accidentally shook her hand and sprinkled the vegetable soup from the white jade spoon, sprinkled a little on Ren Xiaoyao's yellow brocade clothes.
The emperor calms his anger, the emperor calms his anger!
Zhang Cheng's face changed drastically, he squeezed out a smile, and he would not be with him
Ren Xiaoyao frowned slightly. He wasn't angry, but he just felt that his clothes were dirty, and it was too troublesome to change them.
Zhang Cheng figured out what he meant wrong. He turned his head, his face was cold, and he shouted sternly: You are so brave, come here! Drag this slut down, take the slut down, beat me to death that offended the emperor...
When the maid heard this, her knees softened, she thumped and knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said sobbingly: Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you spare me! I am not meant to...
Because if the emperor did not take the initiative to ask questions, the servants would not speak casually. However, in a hurry, he heard that Zhang Cheng wanted to kill him, and the maid kowtowed to the emperor and pleaded with him.
The other seven maids stood with their hands down, and although their eyes were unbearable, no one spoke.
Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel sorry for the lower class of feudal society, as lowly as an ant to the superiors.
Standing up, Ren Xiaoyao said lightly: OK OK, I was able to turn bad luck yesterday, and I will be very kind today. I will not pursue this matter.
The maid cried happily when she heard this, kowtowed constantly, and said tremblingly: I thank the emperor for being magnanimous, I thank the emperor for being magnanimous...
Ren Xiaoyao waved his hand and took Zhang Cheng out the door. He stopped changing his clothes and sat directly on the eight-carriage sedan chair surrounded by yellow satin. He saw that Feng Shuai went.
A quiet and elegant luxury house with beautiful scenery and pleasant scenery, but the guard seems to be tighter
There are 5,000 elite soldiers, three steps and five steps, and the entire house is surrounded by water.
Ren Xiaoyao walked outside the bedroom door without having to do anything, and his maid and eunuch opened the door for him
With a proud look on his face, he walked around the screen, and the emperor's dormitory was inside.
There is a nine-step dragon bed in the room. The bed is extremely large, covered with sandalwood brackets, bright yellow curtains hanging on it, and the curtains are embroidered with pictures of dragons and phoenixes, covering the bed tightly, like a house in a house
There are sandalwood clothes hangers, mahogany strips, large Huanghuali cabinets, and many life-use objects, each of which is extremely exquisite and luxurious.
Ren Xiaoyao looked straight, corrupt, it was so corrupt, but I just wanted to eat
The sky is big and the earth is big, stepping under your feet; the beauty, embraces it in your arms
With such a pleasant mood, Ren Xiaoyao entered his dream
The next morning, the cold wind was howling outside the window, and four basins of charcoal fires were roasted in the four corners of the house, warm as spring
It seemed like having a long dream. Ren Xiaoyao opened his eyes again and saw a bright room with bright windows.
Looking at the gorgeous yellow satin tent, the antique orange-yellow wooden windows, the swords and ink landscapes hanging on the walls, and smelling the pleasant sandalwood, Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself: This is the emperor's life!
Although Ren Xiaoyao has a rather arrogant personality, he has been reading fantasy novels online for many years and has rich experience in traveling through time and space.
For example, the first thing I went back to ancient times was to talk less to avoid revealing my feelings. However, his current identity is extraordinary. Even if he made a mistake, I think few people dare to risk losing their heads and point it out!
Ren Xiaoyao came out of the warm quilt, put on a robe, and picked up a bronze mirror on the head of the bed.
I don't know if it was my illusion, but Ren Xiaoyao suddenly realized that he seemed much more handsome. He had a thin face, a slim figure, a bright eyes, and he was powerful without anger.
He picked up a book on the mahogany table. It was a book called "Thirty-Six Strategies" and there was a line of small regular script annotations: If the grandson was alive and Nan Ke was reborn, why not be afraid of the hundreds of barbarians today, Dongyi, and Huang Fei!
Although Ren Xiaoyao could not recognize those words, it was obvious that those words were tense and quite imposing. The ridiculous Emperor Zhou Heng was also an ambitionist, but for some reason he became like this now...
At this moment, light footsteps came from outside. Ren Xiaoyao's six consciousnesses became quite keen after traveling through time. This may be his only advantage except far exceeding the knowledge of this era after traveling through time.
Ren Xiaoyao frowned slightly and simply crawled into the quilt to pretend to be asleep, but the other party did not come in, but stood outside the door, and said in a sharp voice: Long live the emperor, Jin An, has the emperor gotten up?
You will know that the other party is a eunuch when you hear the sound. You snorted from your nose and signaled that people outside would come in.
A thin eunuch walked in with two thin-clad maids.
The little eunuch held a whisk in his hand, and the two maids held steaming hot water and towels.
After entering the house, the eunuch said to the two maids: "You are not waiting for the emperor to get up yet."
Ren Xiaoyao snorted deliberately, sat up, and asked the eunuch: Who are you?
The little eunuch said in a trepidated manner: Long live the emperor, have you forgotten the slave? The slave has just entered the palace. This time he was able to replace Eunuch Li to serve the emperor is Zhang Cheng's great glory secretly! The slave deserves to die, the slave fails to let the emperor remember the slave, the slave deserves to die...
Zhang Cheng?
Zhang Cheng?
Zhang Cheng?
Articles of Association?
Who knows how it was written? When Ren Xiaoyao heard Zhang Cheng's name, he immediately recalled that he changed his car yesterday and the imperial doctor accompanied him to medicine. Li Shun and An Dehai died, and other eunuchs served him.
I don't know if this person is trustworthy, but since he just entered the palace, he shouldn't know much about Zhou Heng before, so he can't tell the authenticity of his fake guy.
As long as you drive away the eunuchs and palace maids who know a lot about the original Zhou Heng, and then give Zhang Cheng's strength to do everything in the future.
Seeing that Zhang Cheng was still in fear, Ren Xiaoyao was secretly amused and waved his hand and signaled: OK, OK!
At this time, two maids came to serve Ren Xiaoyao in dress. Their hands were soft and tender, greasy and smooth. Ren Xiaoyao felt relieved when he touched them, and he felt that he was about to move under his lower abdomen.
Ren Xiaoyao looked carefully at the two pretty maids who were careful to serve his clothes. From the aesthetic perspective of modern people, he had a beautiful appearance and a slim figure. Although he met the standard of not bulging and tilting back, he could reach 80 in total.
The maid around the emperor is of high quality. Ren Xiaoyao felt secretly happy and couldn't help but fantasize about his future sexual life.
You mom, ancient people were tedious in their clothes. These clothes were layer after layer, belt after layer, jade pendants and ring decorations, so fucking unhappy at all
Fortunately, Ren Xiaoyao doesn't need to do it himself in the future, otherwise just wearing clothes can make him die.
For the first time in his life, Ren Xiaoyao enjoyed the taste of not doing anything. Two maids surrounded him and served him with all their heart.
He raised his hand, and some people put on layers of tedious clothes; when he leaned forward, someone wiped his face with the softest scarf; when he opened his mouth, someone picked some tooth powder and applied it to his teeth, and then brushed his teeth with his little jade fingers...
Even with Ren Xiaoyao's shamelessness, I feel a little sad, but this feeling is really wonderful
After dressing neatly, the two maids took eyebrow pencils to draw thrushes for Ren Xiaoyao, which made him very upset.
In Ren Xiaoyao's impression, in addition to men not exposing their goals during wars and big stars need to put on makeup when performing on stage, only ducks will apply makeup on their faces without any trouble.
By the time everything was ready, half an hour had passed, Ren Xiaoyao was hungry
Ren Xiaoyao had always believed in the dogma of saying less and reading more. At this time, he was not very upbeat and said to Zhang Cheng: Zhang... Cough cough, Xiao Chengzi, I am hungry, please tell me to pass on the meal!
There are so many palace TV series and YY novels that Ren Xiaoyao has watched in his previous life, and he is a top student in history who likes Chinese. In addition, he has been in ancient times for almost half a year. Now he says that he is not much different from the ancients.
Zhang Cheng hurriedly agreed, handed a look, and a maid went down to prepare immediately
After a while, Zhang Cheng brought Ren Xiaoyao to the dining room
The dining room is huge, magnificent, luxuriously decorated. The copper cauldron in the room is burning with high-quality fragrant wood, which awakens the mind and has a pleasant smell.
A red Eight Immortals Table was placed in the middle of the dining room. Ren Xiaoyao sat down in front of the table, and Zhang Cheng screamed: "Transfer to the meal."
Dozens of maids came in one after another, and all kinds of delicacies of mountains and seas were served. The marbles of jade plates, delicacies of mountains and seas, mixed with water and land, all colors, fragrance and flavor, and the most exquisite
In the blink of an eye, the dishes filled the whole table, from top to bottom to small porridge, fresh fruits, everything was available.
Is this breakfast or lunch? Ren Xiaoyao's index finger was shaking, but some words could only be said to himself in his heart
Two rows of maids wearing white silk palace clothes stood beside the table, holding chopsticks, spoons and other things.
As long as Ren Xiaoyao shouts, or uses his fingers, the beautiful little maids will immediately use chopsticks and other items to pick up the vegetables in front of Ren Xiaoyao and feed them to him.
Ren Xiaoyao has never been served like this. He is so overwhelmed. He is too depraved and too corrupt. This is simply the treatment that disabled people should enjoy.
Wherever he glanced at, the maid took the dishes on the plate to him. In a blink of an eye, the small bowl in front of Ren Xiaoyao was filled with it, and he felt at a loss for a moment.
It seems that this emperor is not so easy to pretend. Even if he talks less, it is not 100% safe. Ren Xiaoyao decided to take care of his eyes and stop causing any more trouble.
Finally finished the delicious food in the bowl. When Ren Xiaoyao looked at the sweet and sour crucian carp, a maid even gently removed the fish bones with a white ivory pick and then sent them to his mouth.
Ren Xiaoyao was inexplicably excited. When he traveled through modern society before his journey, he had never even heard of such a grand banquet.
The Manchu and Han chess are so mysterious! But how credible is, many dishes have been lost at all, and what later generations boast about is just merchant packaging
Even if you can really make delicious and delicious dishes, where can you find eight beautiful women who are as beautiful as flowers to serve you to have a meal?
The escort lady can spend money to invite her, but can those who are compared with ancient professionals?
Just sitting among the flowers, the tempting virgin fragrance has already filled people with beautiful and delicious food!
A little green in the flowers, Ren Xiaoyao leaned on the red and green, and couldn't help but smile a lewd smile on the corner of his mouth
Seeing that the emperor seemed to be in a good mood, Zhang Cheng leaned forward and said with a smile: Emperor, Feng Shuai knew about the assassination of the emperor and had already rushed back overnight. She was waiting outside to meet the emperor before dawn.
Feng Shuai? Who is Feng Shuai? He seems to be a woman after he is called? Ren Xiaoyao was about to ask Zhang Cheng about Feng Shuai
The accident broke out, and a maid accidentally shook her hand and sprinkled the vegetable soup from the white jade spoon, sprinkled a little on Ren Xiaoyao's yellow brocade clothes.
The emperor calms his anger, the emperor calms his anger!
Zhang Cheng's face changed drastically, he squeezed out a smile, and he would not be with him
Ren Xiaoyao frowned slightly. He wasn't angry, but he just felt that his clothes were dirty, and it was too troublesome to change them.
Zhang Cheng figured out what he meant wrong. He turned his head, his face was cold, and he shouted sternly: You are so brave, come here! Drag this slut down, take the slut down, beat me to death that offended the emperor...
When the maid heard this, her knees softened, she thumped and knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said sobbingly: Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you spare me! I am not meant to...
Because if the emperor did not take the initiative to ask questions, the servants would not speak casually. However, in a hurry, he heard that Zhang Cheng wanted to kill him, and the maid kowtowed to the emperor and pleaded with him.
The other seven maids stood with their hands down, and although their eyes were unbearable, no one spoke.
Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel sorry for the lower class of feudal society, as lowly as an ant to the superiors.
Standing up, Ren Xiaoyao said lightly: OK OK, I was able to turn bad luck yesterday, and I will be very kind today. I will not pursue this matter.
The maid cried happily when she heard this, kowtowed constantly, and said tremblingly: I thank the emperor for being magnanimous, I thank the emperor for being magnanimous...
Ren Xiaoyao waved his hand and took Zhang Cheng out the door. He stopped changing his clothes and sat directly on the eight-carriage sedan chair surrounded by yellow satin. He saw that Feng Shuai went.
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