The Great Tang Prosperous Age truly lived up to its name. The golden era of the Zhenguan reign was gradually emerging. Due to the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was no curfew tonight. Although soldier patrols were strengthened, it did not hinder the city residents' desire to experience nightlife. As night fell, lights instantly illuminated everywhere. Looking out, the entire grand plaza was brightly lit. Upon closer inspection, various animal performances, diverse magic tricks, and inexpensive folk snacks made every colorful lantern and show a beautiful sight. Vermilion Bird Avenue itself was even one hundred and fifty meters wide, grand and majestic.
Li Ying wore a luxurious pomegranate skirt, her bosom subtly revealing cleavage, showing off fair and tender skin. Ting'er quietly followed behind Li Ying, gentle and lovely. Lin'er occasionally looked around, exclaiming in surprise, adding much liveliness to the group. Such a group of beauties walking together often caused surrounding men to turn and stare, only for miserable cries to erupt less than half a minute later; their wives were keeping a close eye on them.
My beloved wife's face was already flushed when she walked with me, making her look exceptionally alluring. The cold breeze beneath her skirt blew out hot water, causing Li Ying's face to blush with shyness. She often pinched me, "It's all your fault, husband! Everyone on the street is staring at me~ making this concubine seem like a woman from a brothel, and this silk skirt's blouse top is so low, what kind of clothes did you pick, husband..."
Li Ying's playfully complaining pinch wasn't tight or painful; rather, it was somewhat comfortable. I even wondered if I had become a masochist from a later generation. I gently stroked Li Ying's soft hand and coaxed, "Doesn't this show how charming our lady is? It proves that my lady is a benchmark for leading the new fashion of Great Tang."
"Ying Hmph~ Husband's mouth is so sweet~~" Li Ying giggled continuously after hearing this, clutching my arm even tighter. She leaned close to my ear and softly whispered, "Husband, the sugar content in this turtle soup of yours is all boiled out from the glans. Though the glans isn't big, it squeezes out quite a lot of sugar, no need to add extra honey. I just wonder if it's nourishing or not~~"
After speaking, she immersed my arm into the deep white cleavage where she wore no strapless top. The soft squeezing brought a joyful sensation that almost made blood rush to my head. I had wondered why, when I saw my beloved wife's outfit before we left, an inexplicable lustful fire flared up, feeling something wasn't quite right. At the time, I thought it was because I had taken off Li Ying's underpants, but now it seemed it was due to the lack of constraint from her undergarment, allowing my beloved wife's 'big white rabbits' to bounce freely, pushing the loose clothes into various lewd curves...
"This husband just loves my lady's slutty appearance! Why did my lady suddenly come to her senses and agree to cooperate with this husband's game?" I said, while patting my beloved wife's perky buttocks, causing a wave of wanton flesh to jiggle back and forth...
"Isn't it because husband's gift suited this 'Queen of Spades's' heart... Moreover~~ how does husband know this concubine is cooperating~~ and not doing it voluntarily~~" Li Ying said, deliberately showing off the Black Spades ♠Q shaped hairpin in her black hair, and the anklet on her fair jade foot jingled, plucking at my and my beloved wife's heartstrings...
Looking at the pink stars in Li Ying's eyes, if we were in the mansion, I might have already started licking my darling wife's cunt hole, and then, when her love fluids overflowed, called those two black guys to 'execute' her on the spot... But now on the street, I could only suppress my desires and hug Li Ying even tighter. To outsiders, we looked like an extremely 'pure love' couple...
As we showed affection, a hint of despondency flashed in Lin'er and Ting'er's eyes, but then they feigned strength and returned to their previous demeanor: one quietly accompanying, the other lively and exploring...
Just as our group of four was watching the Western Regions' animal performance, a familiar voice sounded from behind: "Haha~~ Mr. Wu has good taste. Erlang never expected to meet you in this sea of people; it's fate."
The speaker was none other than Li Erlang, who had come to the pharmacy for a prescription that day. Behind him followed burly attendants. Tonight, Li Erlang was heroic and dashing, his eyes like torches. Towards me, his gaze held both arrogance and respect. Upon seeing my three wives and concubines behind me, his eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands in greeting... I turned back, and seeing Li Erlang, a joyful expression also appeared on my face. I introduced my wives and concubines to Li Erlang, and the three women also bowed. Since the day before yesterday, Li Erlang was no longer just my patient, but also my business partner. Of course, if I had known his true identity, I wouldn't have dared to cooperate with him even with a hundred guts...
"Brother Erlang jokes. I usually spend too little time with my family and feel guilty. I'm taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to spend more time with them."
"Haha~~ Mr. Wu is indeed a good husband. Junior sister-in-law is truly blessed to have married Mr. Wu; he earns money and cares for his family. But as for being a hands-off manager..." Li Erlang, speaking of this, also harbored resentment. The other day, I shared the soap and white granulated sugar I had produced with him. Li Erlang cherished them as treasures, praising them as "top grade" more than ten times, especially after tasting the flavor of the white granulated sugar, which made him regard me as a heavenly being. Finally, when I proposed the trade route, Li Erlang immediately agreed, believing it to be a venture with small investment and huge profits.
In the end, Li Erlang bought the exclusive technology for ten thousand taels of silver. I would provide the technology and the first batch of goods, and Li Erlang would provide the people and shops. I would receive ten percent of the subsequent net profit. After we signed the agreement, we quickly got up and left, both fearing the other would regret it...
As an emperor, Li Erlang naturally had no worries about sales. But he didn't plan to bring this trade route under imperial control; he intended to use it as his private stash. His daily expenses came from the national treasury, so he couldn't spend lavishly. Even a slight extravagance would lead to a heap of ministers remonstrating, especially that 'country bumpkin' whom he both loved and hated...
In recent days, Li Erlang had been busy day and night for his business, only finding time to rest tonight, just waiting for tomorrow's opening. But seeing me, the junior boss, so leisurely and comfortable here, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger: "Mr. Wu, for your own business, it's best to put a little more effort..."
"Husband? What business was Young Master Li just talking about? Why has this concubine never heard you mention it?" Li Ying couldn't help but ask curiously upon hearing this.
"Don't worry, lady, you'll know tomorrow... Brother Erlang, I trust you on this. Shall we reveal the mystery tomorrow? I want to give my lady a surprise, and I hope Brother Erlang can understand." I cupped my hands to Li Erlang.
"Brother Wu is truly genuine. Junior sister-in-law, just wait until tomorrow. Don't let your excitement overwhelm you and kiss him on the spot..." Li Erlang, seeing my sincere affection for Li Ying, chuckled and teased.
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, lifting Li Ying's skirt hem slightly, revealing her fair and tender calves and a bit of her thighs. In front of outsiders, Li Ying not only felt no shame but also experienced a unique excitement in her heart. Her exposed beautiful cunt glowed with sparkling love fluids, and two inconspicuous protrusions slowly swelled on her bra...
Li Erlang had fought his way to the throne from the battlefield, so no detail could escape his eagle eyes. He immediately understood, sighing in his heart about our 'erotic games' as a couple. However, seeing the situation, he couldn't help but feel a bit awkward. As an enlightened monarch, he adhered to benevolence, righteousness, and morality, naturally upholding the basic moral requirement that "one should not bully a friend's wife." He quickly changed the subject: "Brother Wu, have you ever attended Chang'an's poetry gatherings? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why not go meet those talented scholars? If Brother Wu is gifted, you could even go on stage to compose poetry, and perhaps become famous throughout Chang'an."
Li Erlang's invitation to the poetry gathering was not on a whim. On one hand, it was to ease the awkwardness; primarily, it was to assess my capabilities. Composing poetry best revealed a person's literary talent. The Tang Dynasty, overall, was flourishing, but it had a 'hidden illness': at this stage, aristocratic families monopolized officialdom, making it difficult for the imperial examination system to be fully implemented. Many officials were recommended for their positions by these families, and naturally, these recommended aristocratic scions and talented individuals favored their clans. This led to aristocratic families growing ever stronger, severely impacting the emperor's authority.
Unable to refuse Li Erlang's warm invitation, I brought the three women to the Lake Poetry Workshop to participate in the "Poetry Contest." This "Poetry Contest" was also an elegant affair, only open to officials and merchants who received the "Gathering of Elegant Scrolls" invitation. As an acquaintance, Li Erlang naturally brought us in. Inside, it was decorated with precious woods, and a one-chi-high poetry stage stood before rows of already full seats. My three women and I stood behind to watch. After all, this was a high-end venue, and Lin'er kept exclaiming in wonder, saying her own young lady's family never had such luxuries. It was our first time here too, and we were especially curious about the scholars' knowledge.
At first, we carefully appreciated each word and line. During this time, people repeatedly invited Li Erlang to a seat of honor, but considering that my wives and concubines would not fit, and going alone would not be hospitable, Li Erlang chose to stay with us at the back... It wasn't until after five rounds of poetry contests that I realized this was merely a place for young men to feign elegance, utterly lacking genuine talent. They didn't even follow the tonal patterns of the verses, let alone realize that rhyme schemes couldn't be changed. The poems produced tonight were far from sophisticated. I couldn't help but sigh, surprised by the low standard of this place.
Li Erlang, noticing my displeasure, feigned ignorance and asked, "Why the sigh, Brother Wu?"
"I wonder if Brother Erlang understands poetry? If you understood even a little, you wouldn't have chosen to attend this poetry gathering..."
Discovering that I was skilled not only in medicine but also in poetry, Li Erlang's face showed surprise. He had chosen to conceal his identity and infiltrate this group of aristocratic young men, so he naturally knew their literary attainments. Before he could speak, a stout man slightly behind us, hearing my audacious words, felt displeased but still smiled and walked towards us. After greeting Li Erlang, he politely cupped his hands to me and said, "Hello, sir. I am Cui Mingbo, from the Boling Cui Clan. May I ask which family you are from? Are you from a merchant family or an official's son?"
I replied, "I am Wu Tao. I am not from a prominent family, but a mere doctor from Yong'an Ward."
Upon hearing that I had no background, his smiling face instantly turned clouded with disdain. He looked at Li Erlang and sneered, "Brother Erlang, is this the elegant scholar you brought? Without any fame or achievements, as a mere doctor, he dares to presumptuously comment on our excellent poems. You are truly careless in choosing friends."
Although Lin'er didn't understand poetry, she knew this man was insulting me. She immediately retorted, "You fat pig! What's wrong with what my husband said? Your poem is indeed badly written, not even one ten-thousandth as good as my husband's!"
She even made a face. I was secretly surprised; this little auntie really knows how to talk. This is an aristocratic family, after all... However, facing such powerful figures, she dared to stand up and defend my dignity, warming my heart. I thought, I'll bear it even if the sky falls.
Before Cui Mingbo could recover from being cursed at, a man from the seat of honor in the first row slowly and unhurriedly chuckled, "Since when could women enter poetry gatherings? And such a foul-mouthed shrew at that. Brother Erlang, you are responsible today. If you hadn't begged us to sponsor this poetry gathering, you wouldn't be qualified to participate in this elegant affair. You deal with it yourself..."
Li Erlang frowned and said, "Lu Yang, is your Fanyang Lu Clan also this arrogant and domineering? Just now it was Cui Mingbo's fault. Brother Wu is a miracle doctor and a business genius; he has helped me greatly. Is there no punishment for Cui Mingbo insulting my friend?"
Upon hearing this, I was secretly startled. Goodness! Another aristocratic family. However, Li Erlang's loyalty also moved me.
Lu Yang laughed, "Having accepted some leftovers from others, you no longer know what's important?"
"What right does a humble commoner have to be in the same hall as us aristocrats? How much knowledge does he even possess? Li Erlang, I gave you this opportunity because you're a prominent merchant in Chang'an. Don't be ungrateful." Lu Yang said indifferently, "You must distinguish between primary and secondary. In front of us, your face holds no sway."
Li Erlang's face stiffened. In his heart, he had already decided to eliminate these aristocratic families. Such high and mighty, untalented, and immoral individuals would surely be recommended by their elders to enter officialdom in the future. The thought was disgusting. But before he could speak, a woman's voice sharply retorted: "That's not necessarily true. My husband is a great talent. In terms of poetry, he is no worse than you. In the poetry contest just now, you didn't even distinguish the rhyme scheme. That level is far inferior to my husband's."
Lu Yang glanced at the speaker; it was my wife, Li Ying. Even through her pomegranate skirt, one could feel her curvaceous figure, and the mysterious Black Spades ♠Q ornaments she wore made her appear even more alluring.
Lu Yang licked his lips and lewdly chuckled, "Wu Tao, they all say your literary talent is outstanding. Then I will compete with you in poetry. If you lose, send your wife to my manor, and I'll even send you a cheap son. How about it? Hahahaha~~"
"What did you say?!" Li Erlang flew into a rage, and the burly man behind him also took an attacking stance.
I sneered, "Did you perhaps overlook me? Fine, I'll bet with you. If you lose, kneel and kowtow a hundred times, and apologize to my wife!"
Lu Yang's face alternated between pale and livid. He gritted his teeth and said, "Am I giving you too much face? Have you really never heard the words 'aristocratic family'? Do you think you're the Literary Star descended to earth? I'll bet with you! When the time comes, this old man will torture that cheap slut next to you to death! How do you want to compete?"
Li Erlang, Lin'er, and Ting'er still wanted to dissuade me, but I waved my hand, feeling my beloved wife's firm gaze. I gently caressed Li Ying's black hair and said to Lu Yang, "I will write a poem first to defend the challenge. You can then challenge me. If you succeed, I'll just challenge back. But basically, my first poem will be a subversion that you cannot possibly achieve!"
"You!" Lu Yang's face was ashen. I ignored his threats and resolutely walked onto the one-chi-high poetry stage.
I ask where flutes are played in purple mist,
Where once I danced away my youthful years.
Why fear to die if joined like flounder fish?
I'd be a mandarin duck, not envying gods.
How enviable are mandarin ducks and flounder fish,
That fly and swim in pairs you can't but wish!
I hate the lone phoenix on the bed-curtain bright;
I prefer swallows in pairs at the door-screen's light.
[1]
With the poem finished, the brush stopped. My eyes met hers, and my heart gave its silent promise, looking towards Li Ying.
The expressions of the others, from initial disdain, doubt, and worry, turned to solemnity, and finally to shock, excitement, and dumbfoundedness! Especially Li Erlang, whose gaze towards me was filled with profound respect; he could barely suppress his excitement and wished he could issue an imperial edict on the spot!
Lu Yang's eyes were wide with rage, his face filled with disbelief: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You thief, that's the poem I wrote yesterday! The Minister of Personnel is my third uncle, you lowly commoner, just wait to die, how dare you steal my poem!"
Lu Yang was already mad at this point. As an aristocratic scion, he was forbidden from kneeling to a commoner.
But there were many ways to kill a commoner, and he had chosen the stupidest one. Li Erlang and Li Junxian's eyes burned with unsuppressable anger. They had seen shameless people, but never one so utterly shameless.
Even many of the aristocratic scions accompanying him couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling ashamed of his behavior. However, they were just spectators. Having been immersed in officialdom's ways since childhood, it was impossible for them to fight for justice for a commoner, especially when it meant offending the Lu family.
At this moment, I was unusually calm. I asked, "Do you have any other poems? I'll give you time to prepare."
A bad premonition flashed in Lu Yang's heart, but he still forced himself to say, "No other poems! That poem just now was written by me yesterday, and I happened to recite it in the market. I never thought you, this thief, would steal it! I will definitely have my third uncle investigate to get to the bottom of this..."
I ignored his bluster and walked to the window. Others thought I had gone mad after my work was stolen, unable to bear the stimulation, and was about to jump. Passersby downstairs also stopped and watched, discussing animatedly.
Li Ying, Ting'er, Lin'er, and Li Erlang all thought I was having suicidal thoughts and wanted to come forward to stop me. With a cold wave of my hand, I stood on the platform, my eyes filled with amused scorn as I looked at Lu Yang. I loudly commanded, "Bring wine!"
Li Erlang, feeling the injustice on my behalf, personally embraced a wine jar, weighing about two catties, from behind and brought it before me.
"Thanks!" I laughed heartily, smashing the clay seal of the wine jug with a single clap. I raised the jug and drank, like a whale sucking in a vast sea. In but a moment, I poured the wine into my stomach. After a burp, the drunkenness surged. With the wine rushing through me, my face was flushed, my eyes sparkling and moist, yet my body swayed continuously, as if about to fall into the crowd in the next second, yet also like an immortal tumbler doll, light and ethereal...
"I am Wu Tao! I invite you all to this prosperous age of Great Tang!" My heroic voice echoed throughout Vermilion Bird Avenue, drawing more people to look up.
After a silent apology in my heart, I pointed to the moon from afar, directed the wine jar towards the waterside pavilion, and loudly recited:
Here among flowers a single jug of wine,
No close friends here, I pour alone
And lift cup to bright moon, ask it to join me,
Then face my shadow and we become three.
[2]
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, I again turned the wine jar towards my three wives and concubines:
The silver candle sheds cold autumn light on screen,
With silken fan she beats the fireflies serene.
The night on steps like water cool and cold appears;
She lies and watches Cowherd and Weaving Girl's stars.
[3]
Everyone was silent, savoring the words. Pedestrians on the street stared dumbfounded at the 'immortal' figure on the pavilion. His swaying silhouette beneath the moonlight seemed as if it could ride the wind away in the next second... Without any preparation, without a second's hesitation, I blurted out what was in my heart. The poems from before my transmigration always appeared in my mind at just the right moment. I sat on the pavilion, my eyes gazing at the full moon, continuously reciting all the famous poems I could remember in this strange brain. In a short while, I had recited more than ten...
Tired, exhausted, homesick...
I have been out of town for years,
Lo, here many a change appears,
Save th'Lake Mirror afore my gate,
Where spring wind still the ripples steers.
[4]
Then I thought of how well my beloved here treated me, and how difficult it would be to see my family back there again, and expressed myself freely:
"Those who abandoned me, yesterday's day cannot be held back; those who trouble my heart, today's day brings much sorrow."
What left me yesterday
Can be retained no more;
What worries me today
Are the times for which I feel sore.
...
[5]
Below the pavilion, it was already a sea of people, yet strangely silent. They gazed up at the tall building, stunned and speechless. That radiant figure reclining and drinking, the brightly lit, bustling pavilion, the clear night sky with sparse stars and a bright moon, seemed like an exiled immortal descended to the world... The people in the pavilion rose one after another, too astonished to speak. Even Lu Yang lost his previous arrogant demeanor, slumping speechless in his seat. They had seen people write poetry, but never like this! Why were eternal masterpieces flowing so effortlessly from his hands?
Two catties of wine didn't intoxicate, but the melancholy of the Mid-Autumn Festival did. As I felt myself swaying, a fragrance wafted over. Li Ying quickly helped me back before Erlang could. As I passed Li Erlang, I happened to murmur:
On literary grace, Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi were slightly weak,
And Tang Taizong and Song Taizu were a little lacking in romance.
...
[6]
Li Erlang's body trembled slightly; that last line was far more damaging to him than the dozens of poems before. But seeing me utterly drunk, he could only let it go and put his questions aside. The poetry participants in the pavilion saw us out, their expressions full of admiration, leaving Lu Yang alone in the pavilion. A fear welled up in his heart, as if from then on, he had made an enemy of a prominent figure in the Great Tang...
This night was destined to be extraordinary.
Li Shimin finally resolved to eliminate the aristocratic families and drafted the imperial edict outlining Wu Tao's official position. And that night, I, who had become sensationally famous, spread through the streets and alleys of Chang'an City. Along with the fair prices of the "Sangzi Pavilion" pharmacy, the beautiful poems written for my beloved wife, and the kind acts of treating the Kunlun slaves and servants, all became topics of avid discussion. Some said I was a reincarnated Buddha, while others said I was the Immortal Poet descended to the world...
In the Lotus Moon Pavilion of Pingkang Ward, Zhen Jing held a letter, her face full of resentment as she looked towards Vermilion Bird Avenue. Pouting, she said: "Brother Jing is truly biased, giving all the good things to that woman. This young lady's "Ten Beauties List" ranking is second, how am I inferior to her? She's not even ranked first, it's infuriating!"
Just then, seven burly men from outside pushed open the door and entered. Zhen Jing seemed to already know what was about to happen, burying her head and letting out delicate moans, her face flushed with shame. She allowed the bald man leading them to slide his large hand into her tender, fair breasts hidden by the rainbow dress, kneading them comfortably. Zhen Jing did not resist, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, cooperating with the burly man's sexual humiliation. Seeing that the stunning female knight-errant, ranked second in the "Ten Beauties List", did not resist, the other six grew bolder. After locking the door, they revealed the huge, veiny phalluses beneath their crotches.
The strong, potent scent of men around them entered Zhen Jing's nostrils. She opened her beautiful eyes and saw seven giant dicks. A bit of wetness appeared between her legs, her face flushed slightly, and her gaze revealed desire...
"Fairy Jing~ We, the Seven Ferocious of Iron Gate, are trustworthy people. As long as you can make us brothers comfortable tonight, then when you give the order to destroy that Lustful Abuse Altar, we will be the first to charge! So~~"
Zhen Jing's face became even redder, and after a slight nod, the prologue of her 'hard struggle' against seven men had begun. A voluptuous scene filled the top-floor private room of the Lotus Moon Pavilion...
———
In the dense forest outside Chang'an city walls, a few ripples stirred in the dark night. A mysterious hunched figure appeared on the leaves, stopping steadily on a fragile branch, then mimicked the sound of a night bird. In less than a quarter of an hour, a hasty wind sound came, and two mysterious figures leaped from afar, standing on thin branches like the hunched figure, gently swaying...
"Junior Martial Brother, we haven't seen each other for just half a month, how can your body be so weak? Are you really getting old?" As he spoke, gusts of fierce wind blew, and the blue eyes set in his old face, full of ravines and wrinkles, appeared particularly eerie in the darkness of the night. Another purple-eyed old man said with a smile: "Senior Martial Brother indeed didn't use his full strength; he couldn't even capture Jing'er, whom we played with until she became a lewd bitch. The Altar Master is extremely displeased about this."
From the shadows, an ugly, obese figure walked out of the dense forest. His steps were steady, but his face was pale, and if one looked closely, his internal force was unsteady, indicating severe injuries. After a light cough, he said helplessly: "Senior Martial Brother, Fourth Brother, among us 'Four Lewd Emissaries,' your strength is indeed the strongest, but that is also bestowed by the Altar Master. In terms of innate talent, none of us are inferior to anyone else, there's no need to be so aggressive..."
The hunched old man on the branch sighed softly: "Don't be careless. At first, I thought the same as you, but that girl Jing has already dispelled the lewd poison, and the Soul-Thrashing Whip is still in her hands. If you're not careful, you'll follow in our footsteps..."
"Hmph! Even in her full power state, can she fight against me and Fourth Brother? The lustful pupils bestowed by the Altar Master have never been used. I don't mind experimenting on Jing'er; anyway, the Altar Master only asked for a living person back, and never said anything about not wanting a lewd whore with a damaged brain!"
"No, no, let's think long-term. The Lotus Moon Pavilion in Pingkang Ward, Chang'an's Black Armored Army, and even the core of the Black Clan that the Altar Master fears – one move affects the whole body. Besides, our Lustful Abuse Altar's reputation in the martial world isn't great. If we make too big a fuss, we'll surely be attacked by everyone." The fat man seemed to have been beaten into fear, now only seeking stability...
"Senior Martial Brother, since you're so afraid of death, why don't you just quit the 'Four Lewd Emissaries,' so the Altar Master can save some resources?" The purple-eyed old man said impatiently.
"Fourth Brother, listen to me this time. My infiltration in Chang'an wasn't in vain. Since I chose stability, I have a way to securely capture that girl Jing! Her weakness is at the 'Sangzi Pavilion' pharmacy..."
The ugly, short, and fat man slowly revealed my relationship with Zhen Jing, then outlined the corresponding plan. The other three actually nodded slowly, a cruel, lewd smile appearing on their faces in unison, and then vanished into the dark night...
———
The next day, before dawn, Li Ying woke me up. She said that last night, when Li Erlang brought me back, he told me to go to the "Shixing Pavilion" on Vermilion Bird Avenue on time today. I understood then that my first shop in Great Tang was about to open!
It seemed I had experienced sleep paralysis last night. At first, it was a soft, tender weight on my chest, then the weight rapidly increased, and a heavy pressure often came, making it difficult for me to breathe... And at this moment, Li Ying was also bleary-eyed, as if she had also experienced sleep paralysis...
Temporarily putting aside the doubts in my heart, I took Li Ying, Lin'er, and Ting'er to attend the shop's grand opening. When I saw the luxury of the "Shixing Pavilion" prepared by Li Erlang, I was also shocked. I couldn't help but feel curious about his various businesses, being wealthy enough to secure a luxurious shop on Vermilion Bird Avenue.
Li Ying initially stood flustered and at a loss in the center of the shop. For a moment, she couldn't believe that the Wu Manor could also be involved in such a massive industry. After a brief moment of being dazed, she finally accepted the joyous news of immense wealth about to arrive. Then, her face burst into a smile, and she tightly embraced me, letting the alluring flesh of her breasts press into a 'meat patty'.
Feeling the softness on my chest, I instantly realized my beloved wife was not wearing underwear again. Could Li Ying have developed such a 'good habit'?
The first day's business was incredibly prosperous, with so many customers that dozens of staff weren't enough. Li Erlang even transferred servants from his own household to help, which finally alleviated the overwhelming busyness of the grand opening.
Seeing the shop on the right track, I took the three women to a private room and took out the drafted profit-sharing agreement. Since I only had a ten percent share of the profits from this shop, I transferred half of my profit-sharing rights to Li Ying. Ting'er and Lin'er each received one-tenth of the profits, and the remaining three-tenths were drafted to be left for Jing'er. The three women initially held the contract in disbelief, then were overcome with ecstasy. They disregarded etiquette, surrounding me in the center. Especially Lin'er and Ting'er, who swept away the gloom in their hearts, believing that I valued them equally and had not neglected them, they almost wanted to 'execute me on the spot'.
Just when I thought this was all the good news for the day, an imperial decree arrived, proclaiming me as Imperial Tutor! I was to take office early next month! This was an unprecedented honor, and Li Ying finally received the 'titled status' that made her weep with joy. In feudal society, this represented a woman gaining extremely high status, a sense of security for women in this unjust world...
Throughout the afternoon, the previously deserted mansion suddenly became a bustling marketplace, with various officials arriving in an endless stream. What shocked me most was that Lu Yang was actually dragged to my doorstep by his family elders, apologizing repeatedly to Li Ying. Although he didn't kneel, he had reached the limit for an aristocratic family member...
The moment I accepted the imperial edict, Wu Tao's name was entered into a roster by a black hand: Wu Tao: 25 years old; Imperial Tutor; one wife, two concubines, beautiful as flowers, no children yet, ordinary person; keeps Kunlun slaves, suspected cuckold fetish, Level 1 verification...