Compared to forcefully taking advantage of women, a little tenderness now and then brings them an extra surprise, calming their restless hearts.
So when Lu Ming was about to have sex with the mother and daughter in the carriage, Jia Min and Lin Daiyu, mother and daughter, were both incredibly docile and gentle.
They spread their legs, willingly accepting his advances, gazing at him with tender, lingering eyes.
Any man in such a gentle embrace would be unable to resist ejaculating until he was completely drained!
"When I go to Chang'an, you two should come with me. It's been so long, you can go back to the Jia family mansion for a visit." Lu Ming stroked the smooth, naked bodies of the mother and daughter. Getting his hands on this mother and daughter was, to some extent, a stroke of luck.
If Lin Daiyu were at the Jia family mansion, getting her out would be somewhat more difficult.
But now, not only were they his, but their dowries were also his.
"Really? Thank you, husband." Jia Min still longed to go back and see her elderly mother; it would be a lie to say she didn't miss home.
Now, remarried, her family had changed from the Lin family to the Lu family, but that didn't diminish her desire to visit her mother.
Conversely, Lin Daiyu wasn't very excited. She hadn't even met her grandmother, so how could she possibly miss her?
Her slender fingers traced patterns on Lu Ming's chest. "Husband, I want to do something. What do you think I should do? The other sisters can help you, and I'd like to help you too!"
Lu Ming didn't really like poetry and literature; they were useless in chaotic times.
They were simply a waste of money. If you wanted to cultivate your character, a few days of farm work would guarantee all your refinement returned.
So he squinted, looking at Lin Daiyu's beautiful and charming face, a lewd smile creeping onto his lips. "You like poetry, then go teach people to read and write."
"Teaching again?" Lin Daiyu pouted. Actually, she wanted to start a poetry club, where everyone could recite and sing poems together, and the beautiful verses would easily make them laugh all day long.
"Of course, if you don't want to, you don't have to. If you want to, then you need to think about how to do it, what kind of people you need, what kind of venue you need, the expenses, the staff allocation, the daily activities, the gathering times, and so on, and also the suitable group of people." Lu Ming really had no interest in poetry gatherings; he didn't like studying, and reciting and singing poems was too much for him.
Even playing chess was something he rarely did.
Lin Daiyu pouted and nestled her head against Lu Ming's chest. "I want to start a poetry club!"
"Then go ahead and do it. I'll give you the money if you need it. But my idea is that it should just be a form of entertainment." Lu Ming then casually mentioned his idea of a women's club. If the Jiaosifang was a place for the families of disgraced officials, and also served to help the lower classes,
then the club would be a high-class gathering place for women. They didn't necessarily have to be young girls, but they definitely had to be married.
Only in this way could they have value and facilitate the exchange of resources.
Unmarried women had far fewer opportunities to be used.
Lu Ming neither mocked nor opposed Lin Daiyu's idea.
Wanting to do something is certainly a good thing; don't stay idle at home, that will lead to trouble.
Otherwise, spending all day playing mahjong is also unnecessary.
Lu Ming felt he needed to get the club up and running quickly; otherwise, with so many women, nothing to do, and they'd be stuck at home all day, which wasn't a solution.
Internal strife wouldn't happen, but that didn't mean they wouldn't cause other trouble.
"Really! Husband, you're so good!" Lin Daiyu smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. She had always wanted to start a poetry club.
Now it seemed she might actually be able to fulfill her dream.
She didn't care about the consequences; she just wanted to do it.
Jia Min, on the other hand, looked at her daughter and made her own plans. She didn't stop her; it was always good to have something to do, and only after doing it would one understand its meaning.
Chang'an City.
After Liu Qi took office, he sent Gan Ning into the city with him.
They first visited Prince Teng. Prince Teng, who was in charge of Chang'an's defenses, spoke with Liu Qi for a long time before finally emerging.
After leaving, Wang Ziteng handed over the West Gate to Gan Ning and personally evacuated the troops there.
Originally, Wang Ziteng, who controlled the city's defenses, wouldn't have given in so easily. However, Liu Qi's words, if disobeyed, would be disobeying his superior and the imperial court's orders.
Lu Ming's soldiers would arrive soon. Once battle broke out, the entire Wang family, young and old, would have no chance of survival!
Power struggles are cruel; they are often life-or-death battles, with family members merely casualties.
How could a family that had fallen on hard times possibly remain wealthy and powerful?
Therefore, every step required extreme caution; every step carried the potential for death.
Wang Ziteng dared not gamble, dared not gamble on Lu Ming's engineering skills. Even though Chang'an was one of the most fortified cities in the land, he knew full well that many parts were dilapidated from years of neglect.
Ordinary officials were either busy enriching themselves or on their way to enriching themselves; investing in city defenses was simply out of the question.
They could only make do with it; if war broke out, everything would be over.
Prince Teng could concede, but his power had to be guaranteed.
First, his official position couldn't be changed; second, the city gate guards—his command of the city gate camp—couldn't be disbanded; these represented military power.
Once disbanded, without military power, there would be no strength to resist. At least a considerable deterrent needed to be maintained to avoid being helpless.
Liu Qi, of course, agreed to everything, even the most unreasonable demands.
Because before he came, his mother had given him advice, and he had reported his mother's teachings to Lu Ming.
In short, he came to promise and open up the situation in Chang'an.
Once Lu Ming arrived, he would overturn everything with inappropriate reasons.
By then, with troops already in the city, the advantage would be his; with the armory and granaries under his control, there would be no need to worry about defeat; he would be in an invincible position.
Back then, we were the fish on the chopping block, slaughtered however we pleased. That wasn't excessive at all; it was perfectly reasonable.