The Emperor's Ministers

Wu Xiaorong is a hard-working farmer. He is handsome, educated, and trained in martial arts. If his family were not surrounded by poverty, the matchmaker who proposed marriage would probably break through the door of his house. Late one night, his eldest brother who had joined the army suddenly came back, single-handedly, and brought a gentle young man with him. "The war at the border is tense, and Xiaohe's family has suffered. He will stay at our house from now on, so you can have a good baby and raise him, waiting for eldest brother to come back." Wu Xiaorong looked at his elder brother's blood-stained armor and was very worried: "Brother, are you okay in the army?" "Don't worry, everything is fine." The eldest brother threw him a brand new silver gun. "Brother is gone. Please take care of yourself. If the war breaks out here, you will take Xiaohe and go south. Do you understand?" Wu Xiaorong nodded and watched his eldest brother leave. Under the silent night, he looked at the strange young man and silently stretched out his hand: "My name is Wu Xiaorong. I am eighteen years old." "Xiaohe, I'm twenty-two this year." The young man smiled, especially gentle. Wu Xiaorong had never seen such a person like the breeze and the bright moon, and he solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I will guard you from now on." Ten years later, General Wu, the leader of the three armies, returned to the court with his troops. The emperor, who was sitting high on the throne, looked at the kneeling figure at the foot of the steps, and suddenly recalled the fenced courtyard that was destroyed day and night when the war broke out. The emperor asked: "General, what reward do you want for your great victory?" Wu Xiaorong never raised his head: "I sincerely request your majesty's permission to allow me to retire and return to my hometown." The whole court was in an uproar, both civil and military. Three days later, the general was fined three months' salary for being disrespectful to his superior. He closed his door to reflect on his mistakes. The emperor came in person and read out the imperial edict. "Is the General dissatisfied?" "I don't dare." "That's good." The emperor waved back, closed the door, took off his court clothes, spread his hair, revealing his fine white skin, and called softly: "Husband." The loyal general (Wu Xiaorong) (attack) and the femme fatale (Zhao Heya) (Xiao He) (suffer) The subject is a bit perverted, and there are some plots of disguised imprisonment and assault, but when not crazy, she is very male mother (wipe mouth) Intention: Wait for me to hand over the mountains and rivers to please you