An hour later, Lu Ming got up and left.
Leaving only Liu Ming and her daughter-in-law, Madam Gu, panting on the bed; they had both been penetrated!
Clearly, Lu Ming intended to possess them permanently, with no possibility of them returning home.
"Mother-in-law, what are we going to do now?" Liu Ming cried helplessly, secretly longing for Lu Ming's penis. It had brought her to the brink of ecstasy, leaving her wanting more.
"Sigh, what else can we do? Let it be like this from now on. Our job is to ensure Tao'er and the others aren't punished. We'll see what happens later," Madam Gu, older and more accepting, said. Since she had been taken away, there was no possibility of returning.
Besides, she also felt a certain fascination; the feeling of orgasm was just too pleasurable!
For the next few days, Lu Ming, under Dong Zhuo's guidance and through Zhang Wen and Yang Cong's introductions, continued to treat the high-ranking officials and nobles of Chang'an.
With Yang Cong's recommendation, that was already enough.
Those in the know already understood that Zhang Wen was about to be promoted to Grand Commandant, a position of real power.
He could manage the assessment and promotion of all officials. Even if Emperor Ling and the Ten Attendants were involved in buying and selling official positions, there would always be some they couldn't oversee—that was the power of the Grand Commandant.
Even if someone had paid money, a single word from the Grand Commandant—"Incompetent"—would leave them powerless to take office!
Dong Zhuo was beaming. The powerful figures he had befriended in the past few days were far beyond what he had ever encountered before.
He also didn't forget to praise Lu Ming, commending him for his work.
As for Lu Ming's revenge against a minor city gate official and his taking the man's wife and daughters, he considered it nothing.
If you weren't lustful, you wouldn't be a man!
Lin Tao was ultimately released, but exiled, leaving Chang'an.
The elderly father and son left Chang'an together. Liu Ming and Gu Shi gave them a chance to meet—a meeting that would likely be their last.
Because they were being forced into their positions, they had no way to leave.
Several days of rape and ejaculation had already conquered them.
Having learned Lu Ming's true identity, they were even less willing to leave.
To be a concubine was already a wonderful prospect.
Compared to Lin Tao, Liu Ming, though not a materialistic woman, knew Lu Ming was a better choice.
The journey from Chang'an to Luoyang required passing through Hangu Pass, a crucial gateway from Luoyang into Guanzhong. Controlling this pass meant closing the gates and keeping invaders out.
The pass was blocked by a series of steep, high mountains; there was no other way to cross it except by taking a longer route.
It was also one of the eight passes protecting Luoyang, serving both to defend against invasions and to collect tolls—a very important place.
Without Zhang Wen and Yang Cong leading the way, they probably wouldn't have been able to even get through.
Sometimes the rules were strict, sometimes lax; whether one could pass depended on their wealth and social standing.
Yang Cong was also going to Luoyang to meet the Emperor, and the other prefects were returning with him to pay their respects.
They seemed to return every two years to discuss something.
Once they entered the vicinity of Luoyang, bandits became much less common.
On the way from Tao County to Chang'an, Lu Ming had encountered bandits at least five times, always ambushed while on horseback or in relatively remote locations.
However, he had a map; those who seemed hostile were marked in red.
The simple battlefield map could be accessed at any time.
A few days later, the group arrived in Luoyang.
The city walls were even more imposing than those of Chang'an, and the moat was ten meters wide. The diverted water made it possible to see fish and shrimp in the moat.
Even at the city gates, bustling caravans and pedestrians could be seen coming and going, those entering from outside the city and those leaving from within.
"This must be the most magnificent city under heaven," Lu Ming hummed a tune. Liu Ming and Lady Gu remained in Chang'an, with a few personal guards left to watch over them. They would escort him back.
"Indeed magnificent," Dong Zhuo nodded. He wasn't the highest-ranking official in this group, but he was quite successful. He certainly had a unique talent for social interaction.
"Come more often, and you won't find it strange anymore," Zhang Wen said indifferently, clearly finding nothing unusual to him. In his eyes, Lu Ming was nothing more than a country bumpkin's behavior in the city.
Also accompanying them were Yang Cong and Zhang Wen's wife. One was visiting relatives, and the other was there to network and seek medical treatment.
After entering the city, they walked along the roads, the houses gradually changing from old to increasingly prosperous.
Vendors hawked their wares, restaurants lined the streets, and pedestrians thronged the streets—a bustling and prosperous scene.
This is Luoyang, right under the emperor's nose. Even in its decline, it far surpasses other places.
The reason is simple: all the civil and military officials are here. This is the center, the very center of the Eastern Han Dynasty!
Dong Zhuo has a house in Luoyang, so he has no shortage of lodging. However, Lu Ming didn't go with him; instead, he went to Zhang Wen's residence.
A wealthy family is a wealthy family indeed. They have a grand mansion in the ancient capital of Chang'an, and they also have a grand mansion in Luoyang.
This one is clearly more exquisite. There are still maids and servants, many of whom are beautiful young girls, with red lips and white teeth, quite alluring.
In the room, Lu Ming is treating Madam Zhang's illness, while Zhang Wen has gone out to visit other friends.
The day after tomorrow is the time for rewarding meritorious service. Those who have contributed to suppressing the rebellion will naturally receive rewards.
These past few days, Zhang Wen has been busy running around, trying to firmly secure the position of Grand Commandant. He isn't a Grand Commandant without power; he intends to use that power to amass wealth!
Lu Ming massaged Madam Zhang's lower abdomen, his expression focused and silent.
Madam Zhang occasionally hummed softly, her belly heaving like a sponge from the massage.
"Anmin, do you like women older than you?"
"I like them all, but in the realm of sexual pleasure, the older, the more experienced, and the happier." A fleeting thought crossed Lu Ming's mind; a mature woman so proactively discussing matters of the heart must have this intention.
So he pressed on, "Madam still needs appropriate sexual activity; it can slow down aging and keep her skin supple. By the way, has Madam been experiencing abdominal pain lately?"
It was just a casual mention, then a quick change of subject, a teasing touch that seemed to invite a retreat.
This kind of teasing could be categorized as a medical discussion, not considered offensive.
Besides, the older a woman gets, the stronger her desires often become.
Lu Ming didn't mind having sex with a dignified lady at all; her family background and connections could also be of great help to him.