Chapter 28 Song Jiang: He is not a hero if he slips away
I feel pity for the pear blossoms and the rain!
As soon as Cao Jie appeared, Yan Poxi stopped crying immediately, but her tears continued to fall down her cheeks like a pearl necklace with a broken string.

Crying so silently, the acting is really superb.

Xiao Jinlian was trying to persuade them, but when she saw Mr. Cao Jie coming back, she couldn't help but secretly glare at him fiercely.

Then she took small steps forward, held Cao Jie's arm, sandwiched it between her breasts, and said in a tender voice:

"My dear, this sister Yan is so pitiful! Her father is gone, and she and her mother are living in a foreign land, penniless. How can she survive without someone to help her? My dear, you have a kind heart, please help her sister!"

Feeling the comfortable friction between his arms, Cao Jie straightened up slightly.

Xiao Jinlian’s acting skills are also quite good. She is jealous in her heart, as if she has fallen into a vinegar jar, but her face does not reveal the slightest expression of jealousy or envy, and she even speaks well of Yan Poxi.

Cao Jie sat on the armchair with his big horse and golden sword, ignoring Xiao Jinlian, and said to Wu Da, "Da Lang, I brought back some pickled food. Can you please make some more food? I've had the banquet, but my seventh brother is still hungry!"

Wu Dalian slapped his forehead and said hurriedly, "I was just arguing with this woman and forgot about this. Brother Qi, I'll go cook now. You can fill your stomach with some pickled wine."

Ruan Xiaoqi hated to see women crying, so he picked up the wine and said, "Erlang, I'm going to the front yard to drink. If you want to send this woman away, just call me."

"No need to bother you tonight. Just enjoy your drink. I'll come and accompany Brother Seven tomorrow."

Soon, only Cao Jie, Xiao Jinlian and Yan Poxi were left in the main hall.

"Please take me in, my dear. I really can't live any longer! I am willing to be your slave..."

Yan Poxi wiped away her tears with her sleeves, knelt on the ground with her knees, and raised her round buttocks, revealing the perfect curves of her waist and hips.

I have to say, this woman, without any makeup on, is really more dazzling than the stars in her previous life.

But it still lacks some meaning after all.

It’s not that her appearance is not beautiful enough, her figure is not good enough, or her talent is not bright enough, but her temperament is really lacking.

A woman in the world of prostitution must have a temperament that makes others feel inferior and cannot approach her, then she can compete for the title of most beautiful woman.

The most favorite daily entertainment for a scholar like Dasong Chaoyunshen is to go to brothels to socialize.

Oiran who only sells her art and not her body are in great demand.

Feng Menglong of the Ming Dynasty had a wonderful passage about men: "A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a maid, a maid is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is not as good as a secret lover, and a secret lover who can be secreted is not as good as a person who cannot be secreted."

This sentence gives a very thorough insight into men's psychology.

However, Cao Jie still prefers to steal things and will never be a bootlicker or drive up the price.

So, he is a vulgar person!
Our ancestor Cao Mengde was just an ordinary man and a good wife.

When he arrived at Wancheng, he asked his attendants, "Are there any prostitutes in this city?"

Cao Anmin, the son of Cao's elder brother, knew Cao's intention and replied in secret: "Last night, my nephew saw a woman beside the guesthouse. She was very beautiful. When I asked her, I found out that she was the wife of my uncle Zhang Ji."

When Cao heard this, he ordered An Min to lead fifty soldiers to take it.

So he killed three sages with one shot and his name will be passed down through the ages.

As a descendant of the Cao family, he likes other people's wives but becomes a thief of Cao. This is called being a similar ancestor.

"Cough cough..."

Cao Jie coughed twice, cleared his throat, looked at Yan Poxi who was crawling on the ground with a deep gaze, and asked, "Are you still a virgin?"

Yan Poxi lowered her head shyly, nodded slightly, and whispered: "Before, my father protected me. Later, I met Song Yashi, who helped me get rid of many scoundrels who harassed me, so I never lost my virginity."

"So good! So good!"

Cao Jie stood up, helped the beauty who was kneeling on the ground up, held her hand, and said, "Once you enter my sect, you must observe the Three Obediences and Four Virtues."

"I will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Ok!"

Only incompetent men are afraid of being cuckolded.

Song Jiang was not interested in women, so he didn't often sleep with Yan Poxi, which led to his being cheated on by Zhang Wenyuan; Lu Junyi was obsessed with martial arts, so Jia had an affair with the housekeeper Li Gu; Yang Xiong was even more pitiful, and before his death, Pan Qiaoyun said, "I followed you for three years, but it would be better for me to be happy with my senior brother for three days"...

If you don't understand her, why do you want to marry her?
Cao Jie never worried about such things, after all, he had the experience of [Cao Zei] to grind every day.

Is this lust? Is this indulging in women?
This is cultivation! This is imitating the Yellow Emperor, intending to ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

The great way!
Seeing Cao Jie's expression, Xiao Jinlian stood aside and pouted, saying sullenly, "My dear, are you dissatisfied with my poor service?"

Cao Jie hugged Jinlian again and comforted her, "I'm worried that your big penis might hurt your body! Jinlian, I'm doing this for your own good. Find a sister to share the pressure with."

As if recalling the many times she had wanted to die, Xiao Jinlian shuddered and quickly bowed: "My dear, you are right. Sister Yan and I must love each other..."

"I should call you sister, Sister Jinlian!" Yan Poxi stood up, and the two girls stood together, like a pair of loving sisters. The night was hazy; the moon was bright; the woman was charming.

In the backyard, the rosewood bed was shaking violently, and shadows of people were looming on the hanging azure curtains.

There is a poem that goes: A man stands alone among falling flowers, and swallows fly in pairs in the light rain.

As the saying goes: towering mountains have their excitement, flat and gentle hills have their comfort. You can explore the mysteries of the forest trails, and gallop on the vast grasslands... Every kind of scenery has its unique charm.

【Complete a high-quality dual cultivation】

[Experience value of "Cao Thief" +22]

The light and shadow cast by the candlelight on the azure curtain changed again, forming three lines of text:

[Soul aspect: Cao Zei (wife, lolita, lustful lady, very good, very good)]

[Experience: Level 2 (12/400)]

[Talent: Dual Cultivation LV2 (The Yellow Emperor had three thousand concubines, ascended to heaven in broad daylight)]

'After so many times of reclamation like an old ox, I can finally be considered upgraded.'

'My old waist is broken!'

In an instant, a refreshing warm current surged from the kidneys into the exhausted body and spread throughout the body along the eight extraordinary meridians.

That comfortable feeling is like having a massage, comfortable to the core.

Under the irrigation of the heat flow, every cell in the body is emitting heat.

"hiss!"

This strange feeling that has never appeared before, as if floating in the air as if ascending to heaven, makes people unable to stop, indulge in it, and cannot suppress the awkwardness.

[Cao Zei] After the upgrade was completed, Cao Jie let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that the energy he had just consumed was replenished again and he couldn't help but feel like it was about to burst out.

The whole person is full of energy, his eyes are bright and sharp like stars.

And under the masculine energy, even breathing becomes hot.

Looking at the beauty beside him, Cao Jie did not over-treat herself. After sleeping for two hours and when the east was about to get light, he got up, put on short clothes and went to the front yard.

"Seventh Brother, get up and practice martial arts."

Cao Jie shouted loudly towards the left wing, and a moment later, Ruan Xiaoqi walked out with sleepy eyes and a reluctant look on his face.

"Erlang, why so early?"

"A day's plan begins in the morning. When the cock crows three times, it is the time for a good man to practice martial arts. Seventh brother, don't slack off!"

"..." Ruan Xiaoqi rubbed his face, gave a wry smile, and thought to himself: You tossed and turned in the middle of the night, and now you get up to practice martial arts, and you are still so energetic, you are really gifted.

As Heaven moves forward, a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself. People who practice martial arts must be cautious and tread carefully throughout their lives.

Women are something you should never get close to.

If you lose your virginity and cannot resist temptation, all the hard work of the first half of your life will be wasted in just a year or two.

This is the reason why there are so many heroes in Liangshan and none of them are interested in women.

As for wine, it is the essence of grains, and all the small ingredients produced after refining are nutritious.

In the martial arts training ground specially set up in the front yard, Cao Jie and Ruan Xiaoqi fought vigorously.

After three or five rounds of fierce fighting, the two men scored one point each. Ruan Xiaoqi said with emotion: "Erlang, your fighting style is becoming more and more sophisticated, and your realm has stabilized at the minor success level. But if you want to go further and achieve the major success level, it will not be easy.

Erlang, listen to your brother's advice. It's better not to touch that woman, and use your energy to practice. With your talent, it will only take you three to five years to catch up with me..."

Cao Jie smiled awkwardly: "Seventh Brother, I know my limits and will not delay my cultivation."

…………

When Song Jiang heard that Cao Jie had taken Yan Poxi in, he felt relieved.

One Pan Jinlian is not enough, now there’s another Yan Poxi, let’s see when your bones will dry up.

After putting on the uniform of the bailiff and tying his turban, Song Gongming looked at his dark but energetic face in the bronze mirror and smiled inwardly:

Any hero who commits the crime of "slipping bone marrow" will be laughed at... Cao Erlang is no exception.

(End of this chapter)