Eight officers addressed Zhang Yuping: "Women chosen by our Director Feng are settled—there's no doubt. They'll follow Director Feng, enjoying fine meals, fine living, and prosperity for their entire families!" Naturally, Zhang Yuping refused. Director Feng grew angry and shouted at her, "What kind of person am I, that you wouldn't accept my choice? Even the Emperor Zhen Tang listens to me with three parts of respect! I've chosen you—this is truly your fortune! You, a common civilian woman, dare not show proper grace!" "Seize them! Take all three beautiful women! Tonight, I'll make it truly..." Before Director Feng could finish, Gao Liang raised his massive, golden fist and roared, "You're dreaming!" Director Feng had never been spoken to so boldly before—now his anger surged, and he bellowed at the eight officers, "Seize them all!" Immediately, a fierce battle erupted. Gao Liang stood as the unyielding fortress of the three beautiful women—no matter how hard the eight officers attacked, not a single hair of the three women was touched. Feng Xiaobao was furious, his face lengthening as he shouted at Gao Qing: "You wait! I'm sending my four top palace masters to wipe you out!" But when he realized his throat was already being squeezed by Gao Qing, Feng Xiaobao paled, and under Gao Qing's pressure, agreed to one condition: to meet Emperor Wu Zetian. "Husband, Emperor Wu Zetian in history is known for being both ruthless and decisive—be careful!" Dong Jiao, having learned some historical facts, gently reminded Gao Qing. "Wife! Without entering the lion's den, how can one become a lion's cub?" Dong Jiao felt warmly touched by the term "wife" Gao Qing used. Soon, Gao Qing and his three wives were summoned to the Daming Palace in Chang'an. Emperor Wu Zetian sat on a high throne, while Gao Qing and the three women stood straight and upright. "Kneel! All of you, kneel!" The ceremonial official's command fell on deaf ears—Gao Qing and the three women seemed completely unheeding. Wu Zetian grew furious, shouting at her palace masters: "Such insolence! Drag them out!" " "Highlighting a sharp command, he took another step forward toward the lofty Emperor Wu Zetian, saying, 'We are celestial visitors, not ordinary people. This time, we come bearing a precious gift to present to Your Majesty!' Upon hearing that Gao Liang intended to present a gift, Emperor Wu immediately ordered the attendants to bring it to her view. To her astonishment, it was exactly the inner garment she had dreamed of yesterday! However, the craftsmanship was far more refined than that of the imperial embroidery workshops—examining the dense weave, one could clearly see it was beyond the capabilities of a handcrafted workshop. To the touch, it was exceptionally soft and smooth. Thus, she began to feel genuinely pleased. 'Your Majesty,' Gao Liang continued, 'this fabric possesses many remarkable qualities!' At this, Zhang Yu Ping, Dong Jiao, and Chen Yuting quickly took action. They heated it over fire and splashed water upon it, yet the garment remained unscathed—neither burned nor dampened. Emperor Wu was so delighted that she leapt up from her throne, her face glowing with excitement, exclaiming, 'What a treasure! A sacred artifact!' The official conveyed Wu Zetian's message to Gao Liang, saying, "The Emperor has a gift in store for you—whatever requests you make, the Emperor will surely grant them." Gao Liang had exactly this in mind, and immediately said to Wu Zetian, "Your Majesty, this undergarment is indeed excellent, but I need it produced in bulk. Specifically, part of the craftsmanship—particularly the hand-embroidered red patterns—requires the support of the embroidery workshops. I would like Your Majesty to provide that support!" "Oh, wonderful!" Wu Zetian smiled, her eyes crinkling into a narrow slit, saying, "Across the country, there are numerous embroidery workshops. In Chang'an alone, there are no fewer than 100!" "Then, by the next imperial decree, the workshops must deliver the garments within three days! Here is the design—dragon and phoenix, symbols of good fortune!" Gao Liang presented a colorful drawing to Wu Zetian. Wu Zetian looked at it, amazed—how lifelike it was! It even surpassed the quality of the court painter Yan Liben's depictions. In fact, Wu Zetian was unaware Wu Zetian was delighted with what Gao Liang presented and immediately issued an edict requiring all workshops across the country to embroider dragon and phoenix motifs of good fortune. Zhang Yuping, Chen Yuting, and Dong Jiao were puzzled, turning to Gao Liang and asking, "Husband, what are you producing so much for?" Gao Liang only smiled gently and replied, "It will all become clear by then! Ha ha!" Next, Gao Liang led the three women on a tour of the imperial embroidery workshop to observe Tang Dynasty hand-embroidery techniques. He assigned specific tasks to his three wives: Zhang Yuping was responsible for documenting the entire production process, Chen Yuting followed the workshop supervisor to learn management skills, while Dong Jiao, the newly married beauty, focused on studying the raw materials used in production, particularly investigating the composition and craftsmanship of ancient silk textiles. At the same time, he himself remained busy, accompanying the revered female emperor Wu Zetian in her observations of local customs and folk traditions. Gao Liang shared with Wu Zetian numerous stories—many of which were previously unheard of—presenting them as prophetic revelations that greatly stimulated her interest in the future social transformations. Upon learning from Gao Liang that the Tang Dynasty had been a particularly prosperous and affluent era in Chinese history, Wu Zetian was overjoyed, thinking to herself: although she had occasionally been autocratic, overall, her rise to governance had been necessitated by Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi’s chronic illness and lack of administrative ability. Over the years, through her diligent rule, the nation had flourished and the people had grown wealthy. Wu Zetian was deeply impressed by Gao Liang’s erudition, which caused her male favorite, Feng Xiaobao, to lose favor. As Feng Xiaobao, one of her beloved male companions, suddenly found himself sidelined by this unexpected guest, he immediately developed a deep resentment toward Gao Liang. Man, you're trying to outshine me—well, I'm gonna make sure you can't keep up. I'm going after your three beauties. When Feng Xiaobao arrived at the imperial embroidery chamber, he quietly arranged for a light potion to be served during dinner. Immediately, the three ladies collapsed and lost consciousness in their private chambers. Feng Xiaobao gently pushed open the door and found all three lying in bed, sleeping so beautifully it was simply breathtaking. He'd grown tired of playing with Tang Dynasty beauties—indeed, even with his wife Wu Zetian, whose powerful influence and regal status made her always seem just out of reach, he'd had to put in extra effort to maintain her youthful charm during her fifties. Every time he saw her, he made sure to impress her. But these three beauties? Absolutely exceptional. They looked far more graceful and slender than the plump Tang-era beauties. Just looking at their elegant attire, even the finely crafted garments from his own imperial court couldn't compare. Moreover, three beautiful women were wearing a rare and exquisite perfume, which sent冯小宝's lower member soaring upright. Man, what a fortune this elevated tip had! These three beauties were like three rare blossoms—without harvesting them properly, he simply couldn't feel content. Reins quickly removed his pants, and his robust member rose proudly. He first pulled at Zhang Yuping's pants, inadvertently dislodging the hair clip from her hair, which, like a needle's prick, stirred Zhang Yuping from her unconscious state, causing her to open her eyes with sudden strength.