Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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If Dinah can't get him to shoot, then even if Lu Jianling finally gets Ronan to shoot a fourth time, there will be no one else left, and Ronan won't give up.

To win this game, they actually need to let Ronan shoot four times before all the players have taken their turns.

Dinia did not succeed. Her only slightly strange move was that after it was over, she took off her stockings and put them on Ronan's erect and hard penis.

Finally, it was Lu Jianling's turn. She walked over and slowly took off her bathrobe, revealing her extremely tall and fair body. Her enormous breasts trembled gently with each step, and her thick mons pubis bulged out in the crotch of her black stockings, forming a small mound.

She's a huge, stunning woman.

Reaching Ronan, Lu Jianling squatted down, grasped her own large breasts with both hands, clamped Ronan's thick and long penis between them, then opened her mouth and took the penis, which was covered by the stockings that Dinia had taken off, into her mouth. While moving up and down and squeezing her large breasts, she used her mouth to perform oral sex.

Looking at Lu Jianling's beautiful and heroic face, which also showed some shame and nervousness.

Ronan began to thrust his hips upwards, repeatedly penetrating Lu Jianling's mouth. The silk stockings did not diminish the pleasure; on the contrary, they made it even more stimulating. Hearing Lu Jianling's strained moans, which sounded like she was in pain but refused to spit it out, only amplified the stimulation.

Gradually, Ronan began to exert himself more forcefully, releasing and venting his emotions freely.

Anyway, Lu Jianling is the last one.

Chapter 999 Losing, the Profound Meaning of the Women's Shame, and the Small Hill Problem

In the end, Ronan still ejaculated, even more powerfully than the third time, penetrating the stockings and spraying a large portion of it into Lu Jianling's mouth.

Because it was taken in too deeply and the stockings were too sticky, when Lu Jianling retreated, the stockings came out along with her mouth.

After tearing the stockings out of her mouth and setting them aside, Lu Jianling was finally able to rest, sitting on the ground and breathing heavily.

Ronan remained standing, letting out a long sigh of relief. "Girls, I won, right?"

“Actually, you’ve lost, Ronan. There’s still one person left,” Ambrina said to Ronan.

Ronan clenched his fist, and his bathrobe flew into his hand. As he put on the bathrobe, he said, "Anli, there should be a limit to how much you cheat."

The other person was naturally Madam Zhao. Madam Zhao was certainly not asleep at this moment; she was waiting for her son to wake up in the middle of the night, then she would feed him, coax him back to sleep, and only then would she go to bed herself. As for her daughter, she was already three years old and would sleep through the night.

"So, do you admit you lost?" Ambrina questioned.

"Alright, alright, I admit defeat," Ronan admitted. "I need to go to the restroom, excuse me." With that, Ronan jumped down and landed in the courtyard.

Only a group of women remained on the third floor.

Isabel looked at Ambrina and said, “Your boring plan worked, are you satisfied?” She deliberately spoke in Mandarin, which everyone present could understand.

"What plan?" Ambrina asked innocently.

"Hmph, you know it yourself," Isabel replied coldly.

Ambrina chuckled. "Ha, how would I know if you didn't tell me? It makes it sound like I'm involved in some kind of conspiracy. So, clever Miss Isa, why did you get involved?"

"All I can say is that your pointless actions are completely meaningless." After saying this, Isabel sat down abruptly, as if to say, "I will never say another word to you."

At this moment, Zhao Yingqi, Canaan, and Lu Jianling all showed some doubt on their faces. They did not understand the meaning of the conversation between Ambrina and Isabel.

Dinia gave Elena a look, and Elena nodded in agreement, then beckoned to Lu Jianling.

Seeing that Diniya clearly had something to say to her, Lu Jianling followed her.

Elena didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "You probably already know some things about us from him, so I'll be frank. The six of us veterans have been with him for many years, but our relationship isn't great. Of course, it's not bad either. Even real families have conflicts, let alone a special family like ours."

"And the three of them are newcomers and haven't really integrated yet, and you are even less so."

"Women generally don't like being with other people. It's okay if they're close to someone, but they really don't want to be with someone they're not close to."

"This is actually the first time I've played a game like that."

“In the past, we were still working in the same system, each responsible for different things. After Seris, it seemed that it was still the same. In fact, even though our business was just starting out, we should have been more closely connected. But that’s not the case. Instead, we started to form our own little factions, and naturally, our relationship became more and more distant.”

"In that game just now, our King, Ambrina, wanted to use it to get everyone closer."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jianling understood, but she was somewhat confused.

Elena smiled. "When people do something a little embarrassing together, and both of them see it, it always brings them closer psychologically, doesn't it?"

"When everyone reaches this consensus, the plan is considered complete. As for whether we win or lose, that's no longer important."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jianling showed a helpless expression. Was it a little shameful? It was simply too shameful. A group of people, all with their backs to a man, without underwear, wearing only pantyhose, then pulling open their pantyhose with their hands, further spreading their vulvas.

Looking back, Lu Jianling had no idea how she had agreed and even done it.

“I think, just like Mrs. Isabelle said, it’s actually not very useful,” Lu Jianling said.

Elena smiled. "At least you've fit in, haven't you?"

Lu Jianling wore a helpless expression again; she couldn't refute this point.

Elena added, "Actually, it's not really about changing anything, but about expressing an attitude. His Majesty the King is expressing his dissatisfaction with the current relationship. Of course, we can have conflicts, but we are ultimately a group, and we are still family in private. Just think of that game as a special New Year's activity."

"Does he come every year?" Lu Jianling asked in surprise.

“If there are new members, I think it’s very likely,” Elena replied, raising her eyebrows before shrugging helplessly.

Lu Jianling was amused by Elena's funny expression, then covered his face, looking like he was begging for mercy.

However, she began to admit to herself that she had indeed integrated, and that the act of engaging in shameful acts under the witness of others might have played a part. Furthermore, everyone was showing their impolite, vulgar, and unspeakable side to others, which seemed to genuinely bring them closer together.

Just when Lu Jianling thought the conversation was over, Elena suddenly said, "Actually, having one or two more would be good for you."

Lu Jianling looked at Elena with a puzzled expression.

“A small faction isn’t ideal, but it’s essential. You’re a general leading troops into battle. You don’t have to be directly involved in politics, but you can’t be without people around the center of power. Madam Zhao and Guo Hanlu are quite good. Madam Zhao probably won’t be doing any work, but she’ll likely be in charge of managing the inner quarters. Guo Hanlu is doing economic work for me. If she can become one of your own, you’ll need an ally like her.”

Elena suddenly started talking to Lu Jianling about politics.

What makes their family special is that they can't avoid talking about politics.

Seeing that Lu Jianling did not respond for a long time, Elena continued, "Of course, if you want to bring people in yourself, that's not impossible, but their appearance and personal value must be sufficient. I believe you understand this."

“I don’t want to drag people into a fire pit,” Lu Jianling replied.

"Do you think you've walked into a fire pit?" Elena teased.

“Of course not for a woman like me,” Lu Jianling quickly explained. As a woman, she liked Ronan very much, even though he was a foreigner. As a general, she liked the current environment where she didn’t have to worry about logistics or manpower, even though they were rebelling. “But you understand, women who meet the conditions you mentioned usually have families.”

At the same time, on the other side.

Alice and Zhao Yingqi, who knew Anli well, and Falek, who was well aware of these little schemes, explained Ambrina's intentions to Canaan.

The two, who initially thought it was just a somewhat vulgar New Year's game, suddenly realized that there was another meaning behind it. Ambrina was expressing her dissatisfaction with the current fragmented state of various small groups. Small factions are acceptable, but they cannot be separated. They must always be, and always will be, a group.

Chapter One Thousand: He didn't have the guts to rebel, but he had the guts, and a great deal of guts, to use rebellion as a pretext for seeking amnesty.

For Ronan, the new year started off on such a good note.

But for many people in many parts of Guangdong, this year's New Year was very unpleasant.

Ironically, the reason is that the committee created by Ronan only governed the Pearl River Delta, the core area of ​​Guangdong. Other parts of Guangdong remained unchanged. During the war, they only collected a few batches of supplies in the name of respecting the imperial court and resisting foreign enemies.

They were not admitted to the committee, nor were any farmers' associations brought over.

There was absolutely no intention to undermine the actual control of officials, gentry, and wealthy merchants over the local area.

They really wanted to say, "You damn foreign devils, you rebel without your brothers, you look down on people, don't you?"

It was one thing before, but now that an expanded meeting is about to be held, the farmers' association is rumored to be expanding, but its number and scale are extremely limited. The labor union may also be formed, but it will be even more limited. Most importantly, there is not a single word about letting them join the committee. This is just too damn outrageous.

So, on the first day of the new year, a group of high-ranking officials and other prominent figures from Meizhou and Chaozhou in eastern Guangdong gathered at the residence of the prefect of Meizhou under the guise of paying New Year's visits.

What? You're not related? You haven't even had much contact with each other in the past? What a joke! From now on, you're all half-brothers.

The group arrived at the mansion, entered the inner hall, and the door was immediately closed.

New Year's greetings? Meeting time!

Leading the group were three people: Huang Xianlong, the prefect of Meizhou, a fifth-rank official and the top leader of Meizhou; Zhang Xiaozu, the number one maritime merchant in Chaozhou—those who knew what maritime merchants were these days understood; and Yu Chengye, the behind-the-scenes owner of several mines in Meizhou, who was also the strongest person present—a fifth-tier superhuman.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Huang Xianlong spoke first, "Gentlemen, shall we rebel?"

Upon hearing this, several people were quite surprised. What? They hadn't rebelled yet?

However, many people also figured out the meaning: Master Huang meant to oppose Guangdong, not the imperial court.

"Gentlemen, this is a last resort," Yu Chengye continued. "Our Meizhou is like northwestern Fujian, with little farmland and mostly mountains. We do have minerals, and they are of good quality, but the cost of mining them is not low. Selling them to those people at a low price makes life very difficult for the people."

In fact, there is land in Meizhou, but since it is not in Master Yu's hands, isn't it the same as not having any? As for the mining issue, it's not that the common people are suffering, but that Master Yu feels he is being exploited.

“Meizhou is alright, but in Chaozhou, we really have nothing. We risk our lives at sea, living on the edge of a knife, and only earn what others leave behind.” Zhang Xiaozu also complained. What he said was true. The natural conditions in Chaoshan were really bad. He, a sea merchant, was far inferior to those in Guangdong who had the protection of the navy.

"Actually, we can't really call it a rebellion. It's the committee that's the rebels. We're just representing the imperial court to quell the rebellion."

Huang Xianlong slammed his hand on the table and said in a resounding voice.

In fact, everyone knows perfectly well that the committee's only mistake was not including them in the wealth-making process.

"Prefect, if there's a rebellion, or rather, a suppression of it, there has to be a target to eliminate, right? Are we going to eliminate that guy surnamed Zhao, that guy surnamed Pei, or do we want to kill that foreign devil?"

“Brother Yu, according to the rules, we can’t just go into battle against foreign enemies, but when it comes to suppressing a rebellion, there are no such restrictions. Even you might not be able to withstand it, let alone us.”

"Old Zhang, of course the brothers want to go for it with you, but Guangdong's strength is too strong."

People began to express their doubts.

Whether it's high-end combat power, available manpower and resources, or everything else, they are far inferior to the committee in every aspect. To directly rebel would be pure suicide; there is no other possibility.

Huang Xianlong, the old man, waved his hand and said, "Let's make a scene first, and then announce that we will voluntarily merge into Fujian."

"We'd be willing to join, but would Fujian dare to take it on?"

"I'm afraid the committee members are all grinning from ear to ear, just looking for a pretext to invade Fujian."

Another person raised an objection.

At this moment, Yu Chengye, the big mine owner, spoke up again, "To be honest, I don't actually have the guts to rebel. We're not really going to rebel; we're just announcing it, demonstrating it, so we can sell it for a good price."

"understood."

"Murderers and arsonists were recruited by the government."

Zhang Xiaozu nodded with satisfaction. "That's right, we should be granted amnesty. Damn it, we're rebelling, no, we're supporting the imperial court. They won't let us participate in the great cause of building our hometown. Is that reasonable? It's simply outrageous." With that, he slammed his sidearm onto the table.

"And you can rest assured, it's not just us, it's the same in western Guangdong and some places in the north." At this point, Master Huang Xianlong added another reassuring remark: everyone's doing this, so the law won't punish everyone.

All of this can be blamed on Ronan for only focusing on areas with good conditions and ignoring those with poor natural conditions. You can ignore the common people, but to ignore even the local officials is just too much.

To be honest, Huang Xianlong, Zhang Xiaozu, and Yu Chengye didn't really want to rebel, but they were the masters.

Master Huang is an official, and there are other officials under him. Officials all want to advance their careers. If Master Huang doesn't advance, how can his subordinates advance? If he doesn't "rebel," his subordinates will probably unite and turn him into a "real traitor," and then ask the committee to come and get rid of him.

As for Zhang Xiaozu and Yu Chengye, it's even simpler. They have a bunch of thugs under their command. They were like that before the committee came, and they're still like that now. What's the point of the committee coming here? If they can't change the committee, can't they at least find a better leader to replace the current one?

In the eyes of the three of them, they were all forced into rebellion by Ronan, that damned foreign devil.

It has to be said, they were right; Ronan wanted them to rebel.

The group, centered around the three, had reached a consensus on the matter of "rebellion," but there were still problems.

“Well, rebellions usually involve killing officials and the wealthy, but…”

But they don't have any committee members on their side. They have officials and rich people, but am I supposed to kill myself?

"What's the big deal? Pick a few troublemakers from the Propaganda Committee, kill them, and then issue a manifesto. Isn't that rebellion?"

“My brother, you can’t just issue a proclamation like that, it might actually turn into a rebellion.”

"If the proclamation were worded more tactfully and gently, leaving more room for maneuver, wouldn't that be enough?"

"How about we just pick a few honest officials and kind people to kill?"

"Pfft to your mother, where would we find honest officials and kind people here?"

"Your level of understanding is laughable. If we say he is an honest official and a good man, then he is an honest official and a good man, and even if he isn't, he is! Let's just kill a Qing dynasty official and let everyone make a fortune."

His words were met with immediate silence.

Because the biggest corrupt official was sitting in the chairman's seat, namely Prefect Huang.

Mr. Huang could only give an awkward smile.

"Alright, you are all loyal and patriotic men, but this rebellion—no, the suppression of a rebellion—is not something to be taken lightly. We'll discuss the specific plan this afternoon." Yu Chengye stepped in to smooth things over and defuse the awkward situation.

"It's extreme, it's extreme."

Chapter 1001 "Rebellion," Killing Two Birds with One Stone? What the hell is this called vision?

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, the banner of righteousness was raised simultaneously in western, northern, and eastern Guangdong.

The news spread to central Guangdong in an instant.

Guangdong expressed its firm opposition to the Committee, a rebellious regime that outwardly obeyed the imperial court but inwardly defied it. They executed several people who claimed to be in cahoots with the Committee but were actually the most staunch opponents of it. Then they called on Fujian Province, which supported the imperial court, to unite and fight the Committee to the end.