Chapter 2: The Chief Minister of the Ming Dynasty

No one responded for half a day

Seeing Qu Min's trembling delicate body, Yi Tusheng could no longer contain his impulse. Having inexplicably arrived in this cursed place, he was filled with dissatisfaction and eager to find a place to vent his frustrations

Qu Min kissed him gently on the forehead and said reluctantly, "I still have some private savings here; take it for now. Remember, when you become successful in the future, do not forget me"

At the end of the corridor stood an archway adorned with hanging flowers. As Yitu Sheng walked past with his head lowered, he nearly fainted from shock when he raised his head.

Under the bright moonlight, Yi Tusheng discovered that he was actually in a lotus pond

The Chief Minister of the Ming Dynasty, Ye Xianggao! Yi Tusheng exclaimed in astonishment, "What kind of joke is this? Do not play tricks on me!"

He followed the path taken by the two girls, only to find that nine out of ten houses were shrouded in darkness, with only one room emitting a faint light. Upon entering, he saw the flickering glow of a small lamp on the window paper. Within the room, the faint sounds of warbling and whispers of laughter could be heard.

Only then did Si Niang dare to raise her head. Upon seeing Yi Tusheng, she immediately exclaimed: "You—are a monk—"

The body felt soft and weak, as if floating in a paradise shrouded in thick fog. He twisted his body slightly, and a piercing pain immediately shot through his spine

In a moment of astonishment, Yitu completely forgot that he was on the rooftop; the force beneath him was too great, causing several fragments of tiles to fall with a loud clatter into the house.

When the two will-o'-the-wisps passed by Yi Tu Sheng, he finally saw clearly that they were two girls dressed in ancient attire, each holding a lantern. They wore pink skirts that covered their feet, adorned with hairpins on their heads. Their figures were graceful, but their faces were indistinct; judging by their voices, they seemed to be around sixteen or seventeen years old.

Master, what is the matter with you? Do you need me to pour you a cup of tea?

The stout man lifted Si Niang and placed her onto a bronze-colored bed adorned with a pattern of the Vermilion Bird, and then he himself crawled in as well, causing the pink curtains on either side to fall down. Yi Tusheng heard soft, murmuring sounds coming from within—he became increasingly puzzled, thinking to himself, could it be that he was dreaming? Why was everyone here dressed in ancient attire? The clothing seemed to resemble that of the Ming Dynasty, at least similar to what he had seen on television depicting people from that era.

Yitu Sheng certainly had no mood to appreciate the scenery here; he still had not figured out the situation! A few minutes ago, he was still in the 'space transfer' machine of lao hetushu .com . comK, but now it seemed he had returned to the country, specifically to the Suzhou and Hangzhou area, as the northern regions absolutely did not possess such elegant garden landscapes

Another voice giggled, "You little girl, have you perhaps developed a spring heart? Be careful with your gossip, or the young master might... I must tell you, the fourth lady has given the master more than just this one green hat..."

All around are exotic flowers and unusual stones, along with artificially crafted rockeries and waterfalls, presenting a scene reminiscent of an ancient garden

The room was immediately in chaos, with a plump, white shadow bursting out from the bed like a mad tiger, grabbing the clothes on the floor and fleeing in a flash. A faint rustling sound came from the bed, and it seemed that the fourth daughter was too frightened to move.

Yitu Sheng, drenched and in a disheveled state, relied on his agile skills to leap onto the corridor in three steps, making his way outside

Who—who is there!" The woman speaking turned pale with fright and asked in a trembling voice

Yitu jumped onto the shore, his body still wet. In front of him lay a path paved with gravel, winding forward alongside the green grass, leading directly to a curved corridor a hundred feet away. Outside the corridor, countless green bamboos provided shade, accompanied by large pear trees and banana plants. A gentle breeze blew, rustling through the bamboo forest, creating a very pleasant atmosphere

Qu Min sighed and said, "I truly cannot bear to let you go. The joy you bring to others is something I will never experience in my lifetime. However, this is not a place for long stays!"

After a while, Qu Min put on her clothes and instructed the servant: "Xiao Tao, I am not feeling well today and need to rest, so I will not be dining in the hall. Please have someone bring the three meals to my room, and add a few more dishes."

Master—Master—please wake up—you must leave, or you will be discovered by the maid and the house servants!" Qu Min said in a sweet and delicate voice.

While he was in a state of confusion, two points of ghostly fire suddenly began to move slowly towards him. Yi Tusheng cautiously hid behind a piece of artificial rock.

Qu Min sneered, "The old man is only concerned with safeguarding the nation and ensuring the people's safety; he has no time to care about other matters. Every day, I am alone in an empty room, so you can rest assured."

For an entire day, apart from eating, the two did not stop their activities, nearly shaking the bed apart. It can truly be said that they were audacious; fortunately, everyone in the household believed that the fourth lady was bedridden due to illness, which prevented any suspicion. This was also a testament to Qu Min's cleverness.

The curtains on the bed suddenly parted, and a bundle of snow-white fabric fell from the bed, exclaiming: "No, please, I beg you, the master will take my life!"

Creak!

Yi Tusheng accidentally knocked a stone off the artificial hill, and the stone rolled down the corridor with a clatter

Yitu held her frail arm affectionately and said, "Who knows when we will meet again in the future, will it be once more—" Qu Min replied sorrowfully, "How could I not wish for that? It is just that time waits for no one. Hurry and get ready; I have brought you a set of servant's clothes. Quickly put them on, we will set off in half an hour."

Year 5 of the Tianqi Era! Yi Tusheng felt a sharp pain in his head and thought to himself, the Tianqi era was used by the Ming Emperor Xizong, who is famously known as the carpenter emperor. Could it be that this is the era of Wei Zongxian! Heaven, what kind of joke is this? You have actually sent me to an era filled with the ruthless Jinyiwei and the Chángwèi!

The entire night, Yi Tusheng had been refusing to think about this question: where to go? In the Ming Dynasty, he was indeed without any relatives; apart from this bed, he truly did not know where else he could exert his energy

Such a beautiful scene nearly caused Yi Tusheng to have a nosebleed. He suppressed his inner impulse and said: "If you want me not to report you, that is easy; you must be honest and obedient!"

In the room, there is a man and a woman, both of whom have shed most of their clothing. The woman has a complex hairstyle adorned with quivering golden hairpins, her skin is fair, her figure is voluptuous, and her expression is alluring, embodying the charm of a mature and graceful lady. The man is overweight, wearing a scholar's cap, black boots, and a white silk long gown embroidered with patterns; his dark and plump face could yield a significant amount of oil.

The chubby man said with flowery words: "For the sake of Si Niang, I am not afraid of dying, why should I fear the old master?"

Master, my life is in your hands; how could I dare to lie to you!

Do you really want me to leave?

It turned out that this garden was far larger and more magnificent than he had imagined. Beyond the corridor, there were four main buildings, all ancient structures adorned with flying eaves and exquisite angles, resplendent in gold and jade. Outside the houses, lush trees flourished, and rare flowers sparkled. Several pavilions were hidden among the foliage. As he walked further, the flying towers on both sides pierced the sky, and the architecture became even more grand. The houses were arranged in a staggered manner, with approximately fifty to sixty rooms. The most remarkable aspect was that upon closer inspection, he discovered that those hexagonal pavilions were all constructed using mortise and tenon joints, handcrafted. This craftsmanship was rare throughout China, and he truly did not know where he had arrived.

So, this is the Ming Dynasty

Wait! Yi Tusheng suddenly chuckled ominously: "Kneel down for me, do not move, who told you that I came as a monk!" Qu Min was so frightened that she almost cried out, "Master, you have no hair, could it be that you are not—are not a monk?" Only then did Yi Tusheng realize that it was because of his buzz cut. People in the Ming Dynasty revered Confucianism and believed that 'the body, hair, and skin are received from one's parents,' so they never cut their hair; thus, short hair was naturally associated with monks.

The handsome and imposing figure of Yi Tu, embodying the essence of a true man, exudes a strong masculine aura that captivates all women, far surpassing the previous overweight man by a hundredfold. Qu Min was instantly drawn in by his teasing and suggestive gaze, unable to resist parting her red lips to initiate a kiss.

Qu Min is also a flirtatious person, how could she not understand his meaning? With a soft sigh, she stood up, casting a seductive glance at Yi Tusheng, and sweetly said: "So you are a lecherous monk!"

Yi Tu felt a surge of emotion in his heart, embracing her completely and saying with his hands moving up and down: "I don't want to leave yet; I haven't had enough time to be close to you!"

Qu Min had been ill for two days. On the third day, when she recovered, her face was radiant and her spirit was invigorated, as if she had become a different person. This was all the result of Yi Tusheng's care. Qu Min got up early to arrange the offerings and incense at the residence. When she returned, Yi Tusheng was still hiding in bed, not yet dressed.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yi Tusheng coldly asked, "What place is this?"

"Are we making a movie?" Yi Tusheng emerged from behind the rockery, scratching his head and muttering to himself

Yitu Sheng knew that this ancient house had only a thin layer of tiles on the roof. When he peeled off a piece with his hand, he could see the situation inside. It was better not to look, but once he did, his blood instantly boiled and surged like a *picture*.

The woman lowered her voice and said, "Stop talking, if someone hears us, we will be in big trouble. Sister Xiaotao, let's leave quickly"

Yi Tusheng glanced around the environment and discovered that there was a tall tree ten steps in front of the room's door. The trunk was thick and lush, with the tree's height matching that of the roof. Yi Tusheng let out a cold laugh, grasped the thick trunk with both hands, and using both hands and feet, quickly climbed to the top of the tree. Then, following a thick branch that extended towards the roof, he hung upside down like a cat, reaching the roof above. He released his hands, positioned his feet sideways towards the ground, and made not a sound. Yi Tusheng let out a cold laugh, grasped the thick trunk with both hands, and using both hands and feet, quickly climbed to the top of the tree. Then, following a thick branch that extended towards the roof, he hung upside down like a cat, reaching the roof above. He released his hands, positioned his feet sideways towards the ground, and made not a sound.

Rival, hurry up, we need to set off to the temple!

Qu Min gazed at him with boundless affection and softly said: "That is fine, I am also not enough. You can stay here with me for two days, allowing me to fulfill my wishes; then, even if I die, it would not be in vain. The day after tomorrow, I will go to Lingguang Temple in the city to make amends, and I will take you out of the mansion as well. You can disguise yourself as a servant, which will help us avoid being caught. Our lives are at stake!"

Sister Si half-closed her eyes, allowing the fat man to fondle her exquisite body, and with a dreamy laugh, she said: "Good son, aren't you afraid of being discovered by your father!"

Yitu Sheng, bound at the limbs, fell into a deep pond, his body plummeting like a heavy cannonball. Selected and trained by the intelligence agency since the age of five, his physical abilities were said to be more than ten times stronger than those of a Marine. For him, breathing underwater was a trivial matter. After calming himself slightly, Yitu Sheng exhaled his first breath underwater, then suddenly contracted his body, managing to leap his legs past his bound hands, positioning his hands in front. He quickly used his mouth to untie the rope, then retrieved a military dagger from his calf, cutting through the bindings on his legs, and with a swift motion, shot up to the surface.

At this time, Ye Xianggao was already an old man, and Qu Min, perhaps experiencing a long-awaited relief, had not felt such a joyful and fulfilling love for a long time, and ended up entangled with the physically robust Yi Tusheng until dawn.

Xiao Tao secretly mocked herself, thinking that it must be due to the reckless behavior with the young master last night that she had hurt herself. She responded with a sound and turned to leave. Qu Min eagerly climbed onto the bed.

When I came from the Later Jin, I brought some silver, but it was stolen by a thief on the way. Now I can say I am completely broke. Where do you expect me to go!

Seeing that Fourth Lady's delicate and charming features, Yi Tusheng could not help but feel a surge of desire. He leaped down from the rooftop. The stout man ran in a panic, flinging the door wide open, while Yi Tusheng casually walked in and closed the door behind him with both hands.

Do you want to live

Qu Min suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Oh, I understand now, you must be from the Later Jin, right?"

Upon hearing footsteps, Si Niang hurriedly asked: "Who is it? Who has intruded into this servant's room?"

Sister Si was taken aback for a moment, then said: "This is the residence of Ye Xianggao, the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty. I am Qu Min, the concubine of Lord Ye. Monk—no, Master, where did you come from?"

The night is as tranquil as water, and the moonlight flows like silk

The ghostly flames drew closer, accompanied by a strong fragrance. Following Yi Tusheng, a delicate voice could be heard saying: "The master is truly unfortunate. As the current Prime Minister, he has given birth to such a son and married such a young concubine, effectively wearing a green hat without even realizing it!"

Yi Tusheng expressed his concern, saying: "Will Minister Ye not come to your room to spend the night?"

"Sister Si, do you miss your son?" the chubby man said with a lewd smile

With a cold laugh, Yi Tusheng said sternly: "I have already uncovered your affair, and I will report you!"

Yi Tusheng thought to himself, it turns out she is a resentful woman from a secluded chamber, no wonder she is so easy to handle

Qu Min crawled forward, pulling at his trousers and pleading, "I beg you, Master, have mercy, spare me this once!" Yi Tusheng lifted her smooth face with his right middle finger and chuckled, "If you want to live, you must obey me, stand up." As he spoke, his hands began to act inappropriately.

Yitu Sheng certainly knows what she is referring to as 'Houjin', which was the name of the state during the early period of the Qing Dynasty

A loud bang echoed!

Yi Tusheng did not hear her speak, but fixed his gaze intently on the spring scenery before him. He saw that this Fourth Lady was quite striking, fully embodying all the standards of ancient Chinese beauty: willow-shaped eyebrows, apricot eyes, lustrous cloud-like hair, cherry lips, and hair as dark as clouds. At this moment, her face was flushed with shyness as she knelt timidly, truly possessing an infinite charm that could make all men swoon.

Yi Tusheng felt a wave of dizziness in his mind and barely managed to steady himself by leaning against a rosewood round table. He trembled as he asked, "What year is it this year?" Qu Min replied without a moment's thought, "It is the fifth year of the Tianqi era!"