Terminology:
主观能动性 Subjective motivation – To strive for victory by taking initiative in your own hands.
Sun Wu/Sun Zi- Was a high ranking military general and strategist in the 6th century B.C.
Sun Zi’s “Art of War” is the oldest military treatise book it consists of thirteen chapters which thoroughly explains tactics and theories in war. Each chapter is devoted to one aspect of warfare, it is said to be the definitive work on military strategies and tactics of its time, and is still read for its military insights. Interestingly, a lot of its theories are still applied in modern day warfare and even businesses seek guidance in its wisdom. I know that during the Vietnam war, the generals of the Vietnam side were avidly employing tactics that they read from the Art of War to hold out their defense against the Americans.
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Rong w.a.n.g kept his promise and sure enough took Feng Ming out horse riding the next day.
When Feng Ming spotted White Cloud, he became ecstatic and was practically dancing with joy.
After a few laps of shared riding with Rong w.a.n.g, the Prince was beginning to get more familiar with his newly learnt skill so Feng Ming demanded to ride White Cloud alone.
“Impossible, you haven’t grasped the basic skills of horsemans.h.i.+p, how could you ride White Cloud by yourself?”
“Huh?
With much scorn, Feng Ming glared accusingly at the King.
“Last night, who said I was capable and gallant, I am able to do anything and simply a genius?”
Replying coyly Rong w.a.n.g offered the truth, “It was make you happy, as the Crowned Prince, how can you take others flattery seriously?”
“You tricked me again!” Feng Ming hurled back in a fit of anger, before twisting his body to face away from the man, bitter with his indignation.
Two bodies were both situated on the horse’s back, due to the close proximity of their shared seating their bodies couldn’t help but met, tightly.
As Feng Ming suddenly moved his body, brus.h.i.+ng unknowingly against the king, he immediately triggered a response of arousal from Rong Tian.
Within moments, something had awakened beneath him, an extremely harden length infiltrated the compact s.p.a.ce between the two men, scaring Feng Ming to the point the blood drained from his face.
He didn’t dare to move a fraction, choosing to stay cemented.
“I warned you not to thrash about.” Rong w.a.n.g’s chest was heaving slightly as he was trying to maintain himself. However, the language in his eyes was saying otherwise, as they were burning with a fervent flame when they bore into Feng Ming.
The attendants that were in the near distance didn’t seem to be aware what was happening.
Feng Ming could feel the heat radiating from Rong w.a.n.g’s member, it was scorching and obvious that l.u.s.t was pulsing through the other man’s heart.
Feng Ming could only bring up images of newspapers that reported violent rape cases. With those thoughts he couldn’t help a sickly numbness that started to spread from his head downwards.
He asked in a soft voice, “I’ll be obedient and get off the horse, when you’ve settled down a bit you can dismount, all right?”
The King’s crotch was pitched up high and noticeable, if he dismounted parading himself, he would completely lose his precious idol status and his credibility with his people.
“That won’t be necessary.” Rong w.a.n.g replied with a tough tone which offered no bargaining between the two.
This only acted to send Feng Ming into a panic.
“Well, what do you want? You were the one that got aroused by yourself.” Feng Ming stared in frustration, wanting nothing further with the King.
“I warn you, I am now an appreciated and capable Crowned Prince and you aren’t allowed to touch a hair on my head.”
The bargaining chip he collected from yesterday’s events was immediately brought out and thrown onto the table. However, Feng Ming was oblivious to the fact that his beautiful angry eyes completely failed to help him threaten the King.
Instead, they were alluring to the King, as they provided a mysterious gravitational pull which almost caused him to grab Feng Ming and pin him down beneath his own body on top of the gra.s.s.
Even though it wasn’t entirely impossible to execute his possessive needs over the Prince, Rong Tian wasn’t going to make it awkward for his own men.
"What are you doing?” Feng Ming said quickly in concern.
"Letting you a.s.sist me in putting out my fire.”
The two men’s voices were lowered as much as possible, escaping any audiences.
Suddenly, Feng Ming’s hand was unwillingly tugged over and placed on top of the strong erection that was hidden beneath the King’s robes.
It was a complete weapon of destruction!
He immediately understood the King’s intentions, and his face seared with bright red and he scolded him angrily.
“You pervert!”
“Are you going to a.s.sist me or not?” Rong w.a.n.g asked impatiently, his tone was basically refusing to accept no for an answer.
The heat radiating from the organ under Feng Ming’s palm was astounding there was also a strong throbbing which surged through the man’s hardened length.
Feeling the other’s rush of blood only sent Feng Ming’s heart pounding, and it began to thump hard against his chest.
White Cloud remained at calm in comparison to his two guests who were rather restless on his back. The horse was gracefully pacing the gra.s.s paddock. His movements were slow and st.u.r.dy, and somewhat rhythmic as he caused his riders to rock gently with each step. This motion added friction between the King and the Crowned Prince.
As a result, within seconds this gyration caused Feng Ming to reach the same excited situation the King was in, he was aroused.
