On the Lutai, nearly a hundred young women wearing only close-fitting clothes sang and danced. They praised Shang Tang's wealth and strength, and praised the bravery and wisdom of the king.

Su Daji, who was huddled in King Zhou's arms, said in a coquettish voice: "King, this is not enough to enjoy it. Let each of them drink a bottle of wine. Dancing with the intention of wine may have a different flavor."

King Zhou was in high spirits and thought that this idea was good, so he ordered his maid to distribute the wine.

Nearly a hundred young women wearing only close-fitting clothes were drunk after drinking, and they all blushed and danced shakingly, less formal and more charming.

"The beloved concubine has a good idea. These little beauties are so itchy."

King Zhou had a pair of tiger eyes, and he was surrounded by the women in the field, without hiding his desire to possess.

"Your Majesty, you are so heartless, you are still lying in your arms."

Daji refused to rely on him and urged him in King Zhou's arms. It was more like teasing than acting cute.

"Beauty, no matter when, you are the one you love the most"

King Zhou laughed loudly, his rough hands reached into the beauty's clothes and kneaded her to the fullest.

Daji Shui moaned a few times, and her water-like eyes flashed.

"King, when I was young, I went to the mountains to practice Taoism and met many sisters. They wanted to come to Song and see the prosperity, but I wonder if it was okay?"

"Oh, my beloved sisters must be stunning beauties."

King Zhou's index finger was very erect and he was very eager to show his performance. During this period, with Daji's company, his vision was getting higher and higher. If it weren't for the drunkenness, he wouldn't even bother to look at those dancing vulgar fans.

"Your Majesty, I agree. I'll call them here."

Daji slid out of King Zhou's arms and walked lightly to the edge of the Lutai. His white jade-like hands kept swinging towards the void, as if summoning something.

King Zhou picked up the wine bottle on the stone table, drank it, and looked at it with interest. He was not surprised at all. He even thought of going up the mountain to practice Taoism when he was young, but unfortunately he was firmly opposed by his father and failed to do so.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps, and a maid walked quickly from the direction of the portal, and stopped ten steps away.

"King, Uncle Wang Bigan asks for a meeting"

A hint of disgust flashed across King Zhou's face. He had seen him several times during the day. At night, he finally felt at ease for a while and came to ask for a meeting again, which must be for Lutai's business.

"Let him in"

"promise"

The maid turned around and left.

Not long after, under the guidance of the maid, Uncle Wang strode, his eyes swept through nearly a hundred sexy bodies that were not covered in clothes, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Uncle Wang, why are you looking for someone?"

King Zhou stood up to greet him, with no displeasure or happiness on his face.

Bigan gave a tribute and said solemnly: "King, you have already exhausted the people and suffered money in building Lutai. You are still making noise at night. If you act like this, you are afraid that it will damage your virtue."

As expected, King Zhou was unhappy about this matter, but on the surface it was still the same as before.

"Uncle Wang's words are wrong. Our great Shang established a country with military force. I often conquered all directions, including Dongyi, Quanrong, and Guifang. All of them bowed down to their posts. All the civil and military officials, nobles in the city, and slaves raised in their families were robbed by the lofty people in the external expedition. What's the point of being good or bad?

Bigan was choked and couldn't speak. Virtue was actually an excuse, but in fact he didn't want the king in front of him to be too indulgent.

When I said this before, the king never refuted it, like this is the first time today.

"Since Uncle Wang is here, I'll have a drink with the orphan."

King Zhou did not allow Bigan to refuse, so he forced Bigan to come to Shi Zhuo. He was filled with wine and asked Bigan to drink four or five bottles in a row.

As the oldest nobleman of Shang Tang, Bi Gan rarely drinks alcohol, so he doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance. He lies down on the stone table after four or five bottles.

King Zhou saw that he had settled Bigan so easily, and was surprised and couldn't help but feel joking. When he was young, this uncle often taught him a lesson with his uncle's airs.

"Uncle Wang, come and drink another bottle. I'm drunk and stay in the palace tonight."

"No, no, Uncle Wang's alcohol tolerance is not good."

Bi Gan, who squinted her eyes, waved her hands repeatedly.

King Zhou wanted to tease Bigan again, and a silver bell-like laughter came.

"King, they are here"

King Zhou looked up and was stunned. A group of fairies, about twenty, flew from the sky on the auspicious clouds, dignified, gorgeous, holy, charming, cute, and agile...

"I am lucky enough to see so many fairies. If I can all marry her, I will be worthy of my life."

Before the person came, King Zhou had already stripped a group of "fairies" with a wolf-like look.

He was too lazy to take a look at the women dancing in the venue.

"King, look at you, your eyes are straight. They are so tired that they are exhausted to invite these sisters."

Daji, who came over, pretended to fall.

King Zhou is a love species, how could he bear the beauty to suffer a little damage? He hurriedly supported her and kept shouting with a heart-to-heart.

A group of "fairies" who had already arrived on the terrace, saw this scene and spoke up.

Daji broke free from King Zhou's arms and blushed and said, "Smile again, take off all your clothes and stuff them on the king's bed."

The "fairies" immediately mocked Daji and kept laughing.

When King Zhou heard that Daji was going to take off all the clothes of the "fairies" and stuff them onto his bed, his eyes flashed with the like of wolf eyes, and met a group of fairies with frankness, and held another unblocked meeting. He would have no regrets in his life.

Of course, it's just thinking about it.

After laughing with Daji, these "fairies" came over to greet him and all became serious, like Nuwa in Nuwa Palace.

King Zhou endured his heart like a cat's claw and invited a group of "fairies" to his seat.

As soon as he drank a few bottles, Daji encouraged him: "Sisters, how can you not have any singing and dancing without wine? It is better to dance to cheer up your fun."

After saying that, Daji entered the venue first.

However, only a few "fairies" followed and most of the rest stayed in their positions with a reserved attitude.

King Zhou took the opportunity to persuade him to drink one by one. When he met the one he liked, he gently stroked his fingers on the woman's palm. If the woman blushed or was coquettish, he would touch her feet.

While eating tofu wildly, King Zhou couldn't help but sigh that there was no big difference between fairies and ordinary women, but they just looked dignified and noble.

"King, sisters, why don't you play?"

Daji, with a flushed cheek, walked over and pulled King Zhou and a beautiful "fairy" into the venue, and danced a close-fitting dance.

King Zhou, who had drunk a lot of wine, was also swaying, his body swaying, his two big hands touched that one and this one.
Chapter completed!