The next day, Zhang Yulan came again.
She was getting a little addicted, almost to the taste.
And coincidentally, Wu Yangjun also arrived, having just left the palace, wanting to find a big cock to fuck her.
The two were old acquaintances. Zhang Yulan, as a physician, had been summoned to Changqiu Palace to treat the Empress and Wu Yangjun. Female physicians treating women were only practiced in the palace; other powerful families wouldn't train such doctors, as it was unnecessary.
Lu Ming had just finished with Zhang Yulan when Wu Yangjun arrived. Luckily, he had just finished, otherwise they would have had to fuck each other together.
At this moment, the steward, Wu Ben, rushed over and whispered in his ear, "Master, He Xian is here again!"
"Hmm, I know. You may leave now." Lu Ming nodded, dismissed Wu Ben, and then bowed to Wu Yangjun, saying, "Madam, He Xian is causing trouble at my shop. I'll go deal with him first. Please wait here for a moment, Madam."
Wu Yangjun was displeased upon hearing this, not with Lu Ming, but with He Xian!
In fact, Wu Yangjun was not He Jin's mother, but his stepmother, meaning she had no real connection to He Xian and He Jin's son.
However, she was still an elder, especially when she wanted to find a big penis to fuck, and her grandson was causing trouble. Naturally, she was unhappy.
"Please wait, my lord. I'll go with you. That brat He Xian is outrageous! I think the General's lack of discipline is the reason he's making such a fool of himself."
"Very well, unless absolutely necessary, Madam need not intervene. I will handle my affairs. No one can subdue me, not even the General." Lu Ming's tone was filled with confidence and pride. His masculine charm made Zhang Yulan and Wu Yangjun somewhat aroused. Once Lu Ming had slept with them, it was hard to forget the pleasure he brought.
The body is conquered, can the soul be far behind?
South of the city market, Lu's Barbecue Restaurant.
A large crowd was watching from a distance. An arrogant young man sat on the back of a shopkeeper, pinning him to the ground, his expression extremely arrogant. "Selling such inferior ingredients, if I get sick from eating them, what will you do?"
"My lord, I'm innocent! I personally tasted everything, there's nothing wrong with it." The shopkeeper, bruised and battered, still insisted there was nothing wrong.
Because there was truly no problem, he dared not admit to any; admitting it would only lead to more serious consequences.
If he admitted it, the owner of the shop would also suffer. These privileged sons of nobles loved to escalate things.
"Still dare to argue! Beat them! Kill these shady merchants!" He Xian grinned maliciously, ordering his men to smash and destroy. His father had been wronged; now his son would avenge him.
Outside, a crowd watched the spectacle, even from a distant tavern.
A handsome, well-built man watched the spectacle.
Accompanied by several strategists and generals, upon closer inspection, it was none other than Yuan Shao, the young and talented member of the Yuan family.
"Such a petty trick will likely fail, but it's enough to annoy them," Yuan Shao said smugly. He didn't need to intervene directly.
He only needed to announce at some point that the Grand General's trusted minister had been murdered; the rest of the Yuan family members would be incited by He Xian.
The Yuan family possessed a vast collection of classical texts; anyone wishing to study had to align themselves with them.
Knowledge is power. Whether it was the Yuan, Yang, Wang, or any other aristocratic family, each possessed its own unique collection of books.
Studying was essential for becoming an official, and these families could decide who could receive an education.
He Jin also knew that studying could change his fate, but obtaining an education was incredibly difficult.
The best way was to go to the Yingchuan Academy, where he could study.
However, it was highly exclusive. There was also an academy in Yecheng, Hebei, which was similarly exclusive.
Local factions had always existed. Even under Dong Zhuo, there was constant infighting among small groups. Xu Rong, being from Liaodong, was directly excluded from the circle and forced to align himself with Lu Ming.
Now, to secure a future for his son, education was the only option.
Otherwise, when Emperor Ling died and the next emperor ascended the throne, he wouldn't be the emperor's brother-in-law anymore, and this great general would likely have to retire to his hometown!
At that time, all the glory and wealth would be gone. Therefore, to prepare for the future, and with the Yuan family's influence, He Xian was sent to study at the Yuan family's academy, thus binding him to their cause—a desperate measure.
Once bound, his actions would be out of his control.
Under the unspoken influence, or perhaps constantly hearing discussions about these matters, and being young, He Xian was easily swayed into causing trouble for Lu Ming.
This way, He Xian could be used as a shield while simultaneously venting Yuan Wei's anger—a win-win situation!
"Lu Ming is young and belligerent. Facing the Grand General, he's unlikely to have a good end. My lord, watching from the sidelines is a brilliant plan!" said a round-faced strategist, clearly a sycophant.
"Look, gentlemen, drink this cup to the brim! I've received word that Lu Ming is on his way." Yuan Shao's tone was quite smug. He certainly wouldn't lead the charge himself, but he had plenty of courage to act alongside Nie Chuan and the others.
As the crowd parted, Lu Ming arrived at the scene. He saw the barbecue grill overturned, the tables and chairs smashed, and even the shop itself vandalized. Sauces were scattered everywhere—it was clearly a demolition operation!
"He Xian, I have no past grudges or recent conflicts with you. Why are you pressuring me like this? Do you think you're so great just because your father is a great general? Don't think you can act recklessly just because the Yuan family is your dog!" Lu Ming snorted, walking over to see the other man pinning down his shopkeeper. "Get up first, apologize, and I'll forgive you."
"Hahaha! What a joke! Who do you think you are! Just a dog, daring to talk to me? What right do you have!" He Xian had just finished speaking, smugly looking down at Lu Ming, not even bothering to glance at him.
*Slap! Thud!* A slap sent He Xian flying, followed by the sound of him crashing straight into the wall.
"He Xian has committed insubordination, attacked officers, and is plotting a rebellion! Arrest and bring all those involved into custody. Report this to the Court of Justice!" Lu Ming first beat up the arrogant and unruly young master, then preemptively tied him up.
Let's get this straight first; we can deal with the rest later.
Everyone was stunned. This is outrageous! Plotting a rebellion? And he's the son of a high-ranking general?