(Yang Yuhuan = Yang Guifei)
"Heh, send word back to eradicate the entire Yuan clan outside the capital. Leave no one alive, men or women, kill them all."
Lu Ming's voice was calm. This single order would mean the deaths of at least tens of thousands.
Yang Xuanzhen was terrified, even vomiting his own urine.
Just when he thought he was about to die, he heard a heavenly voice that saved him.
"Yang Xuanzhen, lead the way. This has nothing to do with you."
Seeing Yang Xuanzhen still stunned, Gao Ding was nearly scared to death and hurriedly said, "What are you doing? Quickly thank His Highness!"
"Oh, oh!"
Yang Xuanzhen then kowtowed to Lu Ming as if waking from a dream, "Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness! Your Highness is wise!"
With a map for warning, one could easily see if someone was an enemy.
Therefore, Lu Ming moved without any hesitation.
After all, assassination, while dishonorable, is still a form of revenge.
Since the Yuan family dared to do this, they must bear the consequences of his wrath.
If it were a matter of honor, he wouldn't resort to underhanded tactics. But since the Yuan family shows no mercy, he shouldn't be blamed!
Besides, even if the Yuan family is destroyed, other Yuan families will emerge.
Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu alone don't really represent anything, but since this lineage has acted this way, they should know what it means to be vengeful!
Lu Ming even poisoned the farmland under Yuan Shao's command on the way, using Empress He's exclusive skill to release poison remotely, ensuring there would be no harvest this year.
Moreover, he has now changed his mind. After conquering Nanzhong, he will stabilize the situation and focus on development and construction.
He plans to start his attack from the Southern Xiongnu territory, enter Bingzhou from beyond the Great Wall, take Bingzhou, then Jizhou, and conquer the north!
Since Yuan Shao wouldn't give him a good time, then he wouldn't give him one either!
If you don't have the strength, just obediently offer your wife and daughters to me, don't resist, just stand there obediently.
Now you actually dare to send assassins? That's courting death!
He arrived at the south of the city and stopped in front of a row of houses.
Yang Xuanzhen opened the door and told the servants to prepare the best wine and dishes, and to buy what they didn't have.
At the same time, he bowed and scraped to Lu Ming, saying, "My lord, please come in."
After Lu Ming entered, he saw several bamboo baskets with round, simple baskets on frames, containing only a few rustling silkworms.
He didn't go inside; he just walked around the courtyard, looking around.
Unconsciously, he walked to the backyard and saw through the window a woman resting on a bed.
Her starry eyes were half-closed, her beautiful face partially obscured by her cloud-like hair; her slender, white arms, with their graceful lines, rested on her lower abdomen; her neck was as white as jade…
Her high, cloud-piercing breasts rose and fell beneath her thin clothing, seemingly ready to burst forth at any moment.
Her slender waist, so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, and her flat, alluring abdomen, all testified to her irresistible allure.
And then there were her legs, their hem rolled up, revealing glimpses of a mysterious place, a place that beckoned eager exploration; her flawless, long, beautiful legs; her exquisitely delicate feet, her pearl-like toes—all driving one mad!
"Who is that?"
Lu Ming made no attempt to hide it; normally, one shouldn't even look.
"Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, do not hear what is improper."
But he didn't. That's what a gentleman does, and he's not a gentleman, so it doesn't matter how you look at it.
Yang Xuanzhen felt a chill run down his spine. He chuckled dryly, "Reporting to Your Highness, that's my wife, Pei Rou. She manages the silkworms at home."
"Oh, then go and tell her that I intend to inquire about the silkworms.
If it's true, you'll have done a great service."
Lu Ming suddenly felt a surge of lust. A married woman, a mature woman, and a beauty at that—he even had a feeling of wanting to violate her in front of his husband.
Suddenly, when he looked at Yang Xuanzhen's character panel again, a strange expression appeared on his face.
So this guy is Yang Yuhuan's father. No wonder he sounded so strange.
Yang Guifei was gentle and compliant, with a voluptuous and beautiful appearance. She was skilled in singing and dancing and knowledgeable in music. (Yang Yuhuan's often known as Yang Guifei)
She first married Prince Shou, Li Heng, as a concubine.
In the twenty-eighth year of the Kaiyuan era, Yang Yuhuan was ordered to become a female Taoist nun. Later, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang issued an edict ordering her to return to secular life and brought her into the palace, officially bestowing upon her the title of Imperial Concubine, where she was deeply favored by the emperor.
She was clearly a woman fit for the court; her purple complexion was undoubtedly stunning.
Now, seeing Yang Yuhuan's mother still so alluring, one can easily imagine that like mother, like daughter!
"Yes, Your Highness."
Yang Xuanzhen gritted his teeth. He dared not think about what this meant, much less refuse.
He desperately needed Lu Ming's support, a powerful patron, otherwise his position would surely be usurped!
Seeing someone he liked, he would simply go for it; taking another's wife and daughter was nothing to him.
Yang Xuanzhen could refuse, but he could easily foresee the consequences. Therefore, even if it meant being cuckolded, he had to grit his teeth and go for it.
Last night, during a casual conversation, they discussed the decline of the Han Dynasty and the inevitable rise of someone to replace it. This person would likely be someone else, not necessarily a member of the Han imperial family.
This person was very likely Lu Ming, the Prince of Qin, who controlled Guanzhong and Yizhou.
This was no joke; it was the truth.
Because he had a large territory, a large population, and, most importantly, was a capable warrior!
Thinking of Lu Ming's potential ascension to the throne, Yang Xuanzhen had to swallow his pride and bear it.
Not for anything else, but for a better future.
Once you see things in a new light, they don't matter anymore.
A moment later, Yang Xuanzhen emerged from the room, forcing a smile. "Your Highness," he said, "I've already spoken with my wife, so please come inside."
"Alright, you don't need to go in. Go outside and prepare yourself. I want to hear what you plan to do if you take office."
"Go, think it over carefully."
Lu Ming waved him away, throwing out a bait. The Raw Materials Department was important in some ways, but not in others.
After all, it involved raw materials; how could it not be important?
"Yes, Your Highness, thank you so much! I will serve you with my life!"
Bang!
Before Yang Xuanzhen could finish speaking, he heard the door close.
The windows were also closed, and guards stood watch outside. It didn't look like something good was about to happen.
His wife was very likely to be raped by Lu Ming. The thought filled him with both sorrow and excitement.
Sacrificing one's wife to gain upward mobility is addictive!