Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 300 - 133 Wife: Husband, I Can Do It_3
"So you know that this woman might have an unknown background, and might even be a trap set by your opponent to harm you. Would you still fall for this beauty trap?"
"No, no, I wouldn't fall for it; I'm not a lustful ghost. Even a lustful ghost would have second thoughts upon encountering such a woman."
"That's the beauty of the beauty trap. Its essence lies not in the beauty but in the scheme itself!"
Old Zhang was stunned.
Tang Ziyue said, "Have you ever had a childhood sweetheart? Have you ever loved a girl but couldn't have her? Do you have an ideal girl in your heart, one that satisfies all your fantasies?"
Old Zhang was stunned, reminded of his youth.
Back then, he was a simple boy. One day, while climbing a tree to pick fruit, he saw the girl next door catching butterflies. That glance made the naive young him understand something.
And the girl saw him too. Their eyes met, but the girl didn't scream.
Mutual understanding unspoken, they encountered each other on that beautiful afternoon and then started to meet in secret.
He picked fruit for her to eat, and she mended his torn clothes. Their love was passionate and intense.
But his family was too poor, and her parents sent her off to marry into a family that owned a teahouse in Lin County, tearing them apart.
On the day they parted, he cried as if his heart was breaking, and she became the woman he longed for but could never have.
Even after he married and had children, when he woke up in the middle of the night, her image would still haunt him, his heart throbbing uncontrollably.
"Think about it. If I were to plot against you, I would find a woman who closely resembles that ideal girl in your heart, and I would deliberately train her so her personality, behaviors, even every frown and smile, would be exactly like her."
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"Then, I would find the perfect opportunity to replay a scene and meet you again in a beautiful encounter. What do you think, would you fall for it?"
Old Zhang, hearing this, felt a chill run through his body!
Could he not fall for it? How could he not?
It's not the beauty; the strategy targets the human heart.
Faced with that girl, who could remain indifferent, who could resist falling?
It's like in the Naruto World. If you used a beauty trap on Obito Uchiha, it would be by developing a girl exactly like Rin Nohara. Could Obito resist her? Even if he knew it was fake, he would still feel a strong connection.
Of course, this strategy could be extended. For someone lacking maternal love, find a woman just like his mother; for a man obsessed with his sister, find someone just like his sister.
The main attack is using the softness in your heart against you.
That's the correct way to use a beauty trap.
Unlike in TV dramas, merely slapping a couple of voluptuous beauties and calling someone 'Old Master' might work on street thugs, but for truly important figures, it's completely useless.
At that level, who lacks women?
But when you custom-tailor a trap for such a significant figure, no one can escape.
Why did Gao Yuliang fall for Gao Xiaofeng? Wasn't it a variant of the beauty trap back in the Year of 1587?
If even Secretary Gao couldn't resist, who could?
Tang Ziyue saw Old Zhang sweating coldly and said, "Alright, don't be scared anymore. In your lifetime, you won't have a chance to experience such a beauty trap. Do you have any idea how many years it takes to set up such a strategy? It takes years just to pick the person, and the expense is over ten thousand taels of silver."
"This kind of treatment is only for the big shots."
Tang Ziyue said, patting Old Zhang on the shoulder, "This 'Thirty-Six Stratagems' book is for you. Also, move out of here before dawn; this place is no longer useful~"
Watching Tang Ziyue leave, Old Zhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Was this beauty trap used against someone by Tang Ziyue?
...
Outside Mianshui City, after leaving Jixiang Temple, Chen Jie didn't rush back to the city. Returning in the middle of the night would certainly make the city guards remember him, which was not a good thing. He needed to erase as much of his influence as possible, even making them unaware that he had left the city.
That was the plan.
Sniffing...
Chen Jie smelled a faint scent of orchid on his clothes.
Thinking it over, Chen Jie mounted his horse and headed for Shazui Town, the nearest town to the county city.
This town was quite prosperous, and Chen Jie decided to stay there first, quickly arriving at Shazui Town.
Due to its proximity to the county city, the town's economy was also thriving, which could be described in modern terms as a suburban area.
Moreover, because it wasn't affected by the urban curfew, the gambling houses here were bustling.
Along with the gambling houses, there were also businesses that operated at night, such as selling steamed buns, wontons, and midnight snacks.
After a vigorous encounter with Huang Wan'er in Avici Hell, which had drained his physical strength—her combat prowess was no joke when she went wild—Chen Jie's experience with Su Yunjin was as fluid and melodious as a piece of music, all about mood.
With her, it was like letting the horse run wild, all about physical strength.
Gurgling~
Touching his hungry stomach, Chen Jie ordered two baskets of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, enjoying his meal.
Feeling full and satisfied, Chen Jie looked around and saw a bathhouse still open.
He went in.
The bathhouse staff were in the midst of cleaning internally. The pool water had been changed, and several staff members were scrubbing the pools.
Every day at this time, they cleaned the pools and then filled them with clean water. Generally, by around three or four in the morning, people would come for a bath, a process they called the "freshwater wash."
Chen Jie was a bit early.
Even so, the shopkeeper, adhering to the principle that a guest is a guest, asked Chen Jie to wait a short while before the pool was ready.
Chen Jie soaked in the pool, next to which was a bamboo basket containing his clothes.
