In less than half an hour, the two stopped moving. Wang Xifeng's forehead and neck had fine sweat beads, chest, back, lotus arms, etc., and almost all had red marks. The black hair spreading on his head became more and more messy because he was hit by Jia Cong. Jia Cong was too cruel to her. However, he didn't know that while Wang Xifeng hated Jia Cong, Jia Cong did this not only to feel conquest, but also to have a sense of revenge.

Being able to destroy such a proud woman from her heart to her body is probably the greatest enjoyment for men to compete for dominance.

The two of them picked up their own clothes like strangers. Wang Xifeng wiped her tears and bit her lips and said fiercely: "If you can't do it, even if I can't do anything to you now, I will come to you day and night to become a ghost when I enter the underworld in the future..."

"Don't you believe in the retribution of the underworld? Will Yanhong come to you?" Jia Cong looked over coldly and grabbed Wang Xifeng's hands: "I hate others threatening me the most. As a woman, I think you should be more obedient. As a woman who asks me, I think you should lower your posture rather than talk to me in this harsh tone. I am very dissatisfied with your attitude."

"Let go!" Wang Xifeng said hatefully. She even gave her chastity. If Jia Cong did not fulfill his promise, wouldn't he have nothing left in front of him? Face, dignity, arrogance, and sweep the floor.

Even when she reached this point, she didn't want to come again, let alone be Jia Cong's toy.

"Don't obedient, I don't know a lesson!"

Jia Cong simply pressed her onto the bed inside. Wang Xifeng kept struggling and resisting. Both of them were not wearing any clothes well. Jia Cong easily threw herself on her fragrant body and merged into one. Wang Xifeng threatened while panting: "I'm calling someone."

"You shout, no one will come to save you if you shout out loud." Jia Cong fought again.

How dare Wang Xifeng shout? From the first time to now, it has been almost half an hour. She can only stab her nails into Jia Cong's shoulders. The deeper they are, but when it is almost an hour, she is already delicate and has to let go of the stimulation and comfort that she is unwilling to admit in her heart: "No, don't..."

The head sways, and the branches tremble.

Jia Cong touched her face and said proudly: "I'm so good!"

...

"Miss..." When Jin Gui helped Wang Xifeng back, he saw her walking, and his eyes flashed with a strange look.

There were people coming in and out at any time during the day at Ande Station. Some people saw Wang Xifeng and praised her beautiful figure. However, when they saw that the place she walked out was the house of the new censor, they left secretly.

Faced with this situation, Wang Xifeng clenched her silver teeth, and her pretty face was hot. Fortunately, there were no other female relatives in Jia Cong's house. Like Youshi Yuanyang, they were only found by Jia Cong, and there was no reason to mess around in Jia Cong's room. This gave her a kind of comfort, otherwise, if someone like Youshi who she once looked down on would have the desire to die.

Back at the room where he was staying, he ordered the people at the post station to fetch hot water. Wang Xifeng soaked her body in the hot bucket. When Jin Gui saw her white body, he waited for different red marks and purple blue marks. His lips opened into an "o" shape and cursed: "Why are you so cruel..."

Wang Xifeng stared at her body in a daze. This was the first time she had been destroyed so much in her life. She didn't feel much about it just now. Although she also felt a sense of happiness, conquered, and indescribable complexity in this matter, she was more of a collapse. Suddenly, her phoenix eyes were like the Yellow River dam with a gate open, and tears fell: "Wow..."

Lie on the edge of the bathtub, crying loudly...

I have never felt wronged, my soul collapse, my strong sense of frustration...

Jin Gui was at a loss and didn't know what to do...

...

The first month of Shandong is very bright, like a sickle hanging on the treetops, within reach but out of reach.

After leaving the bath, Wang Xifeng pretended to be calm again: "We followed him and left when we saw that Qiaojie was saved."

"Yeah." Jingui nodded like a pecking rice. What she admired the most now was Jia Cong. She was able to beat their daughter-in-law like this. The legendary top scholar was really amazing... a man.

...

The evening breeze blows the woods, and this wind blows from the Grand Canal west of De'an Station. The further you go south, you feel the higher the temperature, and Shandong is not as cold as Yanjing.

Jia Cong was a little more comfortable and had another scene, and he was tired of writing in the room.

Because the west side of Ande Post Station is very close to the canal, the letters from the Qin family also sent to the public. Jia Cong called Jia Yun and Liu Xianglian in, and asked Jia Yun to read some documents and said, "My tasks and responsibilities are very heavy, such as the case of hanging, and one person can't remember. Can your paperwork be done?"

Jia Cong saw in a slight observation that Liu Xianglian seemed to flash a look of contempt. He seemed to know what Jia Cong had done just now, but Jia Cong pretended to be unable to see it.

"This, I know a few of my nephews's words, I'm afraid I can't be busy with these..." Jia Yun looked embarrassed. He also entered the clan school when he was a child. Later, his family was in decline and he stopped going. Uncle Bu Shiren occupied their family's land, so his education was not very high, so he was afraid of difficulties.

Jia Cong saw that he wrote a few words and found a conclusion: "Okay, you can visit my guests with Sun Fu in the future and give them money and other things. The account will be recorded here. Let's go down first."

This arrangement is more appropriate. Jia Yun is a person who is grateful. He and Sun Fu manage the money together and can supervise each other and not completely deceive himself.

When Jia Yun went out, she felt very guilty and felt that she was useless. She let down her uncle's trust and decided to read a few more books. Jia Cong thought secretly that she had to find a secretary who was efficient in his work, or at least she had to have the knowledge of a scholar and had a smart and flexible mind. The best scholar at the Shaoxing Master level, she would not want to be a stubborn scholar.

Such people are not easy to find, because if they don’t have enough knowledge and cannot understand the Dashun Law, how can they help him?

"Are the guards still obedient?"

"Oh, don't worry, sir, Yu Lu and Bao Er are returning to send a letter today. Although there are minor injuries, most of them are sore and weak, they can be used." Liu Xianglian said lightly: "Brother Wu San, the top martial arts scholar, and Long Aotian are all good at it. I told them to take turns to be on duty."

It must be that they heard something when they were on duty. Moreover, Wang Xifeng entered the main entrance and left the main entrance for more than an hour, and there was nothing to do.

In the officialdom, it is nothing for the man to play with a woman, but no one will make a big fuss. Jia Cong is not afraid of: "I think Brother Liu seems to be biased against certain things, such as Zhuoluyi's black scale. Such things are not only available in Zhuozhou. You are a wanderer who wanders around the world. Sometimes you act desperately and act spontaneously. However, in the officialdom, you can only follow the rules of the officialdom. If you draw your sword and kill someone for a while, you will not only suffer endlessly, but also cannot solve the problem at all."

"For example, what I did today is just my personal matter. It doesn't need to be put on the table, nor is it a big deal."

Liu Xianglian's delicate eyes rolled, and she clasped her fists and said, "What the sir is saying."

"Call me on the scene, and we are brothers in private."

Liu Xianglian left. He said that nothing is clean except for two stone lions in the Jia family. Jia Cong's thinking is different from him. Jia Cong has long been used to this kind of world. He can be free and easy as hair. Plastic sisters can be separated from each other when they see the opportunity. What else is true?

After taking a nap, Jia Cong has something easy now. Since he was promoted to the bachelor's degree in Hanlin Academy, he has no need to take the exam every month. Moreover, he has the opportunity to become an emperor teacher when he returns to Beijing. He finally gets rid of the curse of eight-legged essays. Not to mention how refreshing this matter is!

The Censorate stipulated that he had to start inspecting the Huai'an Prefecture, and to go out from the capital to Shandong, and then walk out, which was almost a thousand miles. This was not a straight line. The post road was winding and it was about ten days before it could reach Huai'an. It was also tiring to rush. Who said that it was fun in ancient times? Communication and transportation were uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a clanging sound of the piano came from the northwest of the post station, as crisp as a spring passing through the rocks. Jia Cong frowned and said, "Who is playing the piano late at night?"

He went out and walked towards the sound source. It was already the place where the female relatives with him were. The wooden door was still open, needless to say it was Miaoyu. Jia Cong listened for a while but didn't go in.

As soon as the skirt was moved, Miaoyu came out and Chaoran said, "Since you are here, it's not too late to leave after having a cup of tea."
Chapter completed!