Complete Edition of the Hundred Women's Manual - 8

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"God is commendable, but it's not appropriate. You'll pay with your life; what will your son think? If you and your son agree to my plan, I will definitely handle things perfectly!"
"Oh," the old lady said, not wanting to kill anyone if there was a better solution: "Mr. Zhou, what good ideas do you have? Please speak freely!"
"Well," Zhou Langzhong suddenly pondered: Damn it, I've fallen for it again. But how can I satisfy my lust without giving myself away? Zhou Langzhong always felt that directly asking the old lady for Hua Ni was inappropriate. Not only would Hua Ni refuse to the death, but if something else came up, like that drunkard who might sober up at any time and cause trouble in the government, that would be a real problem! Hey, I've got it! I've made enough money. Just before I leave, I'll let the old lady... "Madam, please give me a maid." Having made up her mind, the unscrupulous doctor spoke up: "I am not very talented, but in my youth I practiced demon-slaying arts with a wandering monk. Although I haven't reached a state of perfection, I have grasped the essentials. I have already considered it. Why don't you buy a maid, Madam? I will use my magic to transfer the demon possessing your daughter-in-law to the maid. In this way, the demon will no longer cause trouble in your house, and you can live peacefully and harmoniously from then on. What do you think, Madam?"
"Excellent!" The old lady wholeheartedly agreed to this idea. "Excellent, excellent!" she repeatedly said. Then, she bowed to Mr. Zhou in farewell, pocketed the silver, and said, "I will go find a matchmaker right away and have them introduce me to a maid as soon as possible!" "
Old lady," Zhou Langzhong instructed, watching the old woman's retreating figure, "Please remember, you must choose a maid who looks similar to your daughter-in-law. Otherwise, if she's too old or too ugly, the monster won't be interested, and no matter how many tricks I have, I won't be able to do anything about it!"
"I know," the old woman replied, making Zhou Langzhong even happier. "I'm willing to spend the money. I'll definitely choose a maid who's younger and prettier than my daughter-in-law and bring her home. That will surely bewitch the monster, and he'll immediately jump onto her body!" "Hehe," the old lady walked out of the courtyard with a smug smile. As the sun was about to set, the old lady indeed brought back a pretty young girl. Zhou Langzhong saw her and was delighted, but suddenly remembered something. So, he suppressed his lust and immediately pulled the old lady aside, whispering in her ear, "Old lady, remember, remember, never tell your daughter-in-law the truth, and especially not this maid you bought. Otherwise, it won't work. Especially that maid, put yourself in her shoes, who wants to invite a monster into their life?"
"I understand," the old lady whispered to Zhou Langzhong, "How can I tell you the truth? I only told the matchmaker that my son is sick, and my daughter-in-law can't take care of him alone, so I had to spend money to buy a maid to help my daughter-in-law take care of my son and help him recover soon!" “
Alright,” Zhou Langzhong said, trying to calm his excited heart. He instructed Hua Ni and the maid to sit facing the window, side by side, on the kang (a heated brick bed). Then, he stood below the kang and began casting spells and chanting scriptures. After a while of this haphazard activity, late at night, Zhou Langzhong put on his clothes and mysteriously told the old lady, “It’s done. That blood-sucking monster has been transferred from your daughter-in-law’s body to the maid.”
“Sir, where are you going?” Seeing Zhou Langzhong holding the maid’s hand and about to leave, the old lady asked in confusion, “It’s already past midnight. What are you doing with the maid? Is there some magic you haven’t finished?”
“You go out first!” "Zhou Langzhong shoved the maid out the door and said to the old lady in a very low voice, 'Old lady, I must send this maid away, as far as possible, lest that monster regains its senses and possesses your daughter-in-law again. If that happens, not only will all our efforts be in vain, but we'll also have wasted a lot of money!'
'What you say is absolutely right, sir! Go, send her as far as possible, and absolutely do not let this maid come back home!'
'Yes, sir, I will do as you say!'
So, with the money he had swindled from Hua Ni in his pocket and the maid the old lady had bought at great expense by the hand, Zhou Langzhong returned home under the cover of night, his loot complete. As for whether Hua Ni will find peace from then on, let's find out in the next chapter!

6"

Chapter Six of "The Hundred Women's Chronicle" (The Martyrs' Stories): A
Young Woman Who Lost Her Virginity Starves to Die for Her Husband, While the Others Find Their Place
. The drunkard embarks on the road to the underworld, and Hua Ni starves to die for her husband.
A memorial arch stands before the village, how can one speak of a defiled body?
The doctor's words proved true; long-term alcoholism indeed shortens lifespan. Less than half a year after Hua Ni kicked the old lecher out of the house, her alcoholic husband died of a stomach hemorrhage after a binge of drinking. The drunkard's mother, after weeping over the body, pointed at Hua Ni's nose and cursed her, insisting that Hua Ni had drained her son's yang essence, thus ending his life. Hua Ni did not defend herself; she knew that any defense would be futile. Facing her mother-in-law's vile words, Hua Ni calmly said, "I am a monster, I am a wicked spirit. My husband is dead, and I have no reason to remain in this world! I have made up my mind; I am willing to go to the underworld with my husband!" "
Hmph," the mother-in-law scoffed, "If you want to die, find a quiet place yourself. Don't die in my house. I've already spent all my money on my son's medical treatment; I have no money left for your funeral!"
"Mother, after I die, you don't need to prepare a separate coffin for me. Just bury my son a few days later. I can die in those few days, and then I can be placed in the same coffin as my husband!" Huani wiped away her tears of despair. "I'll go to the underworld with my husband. Even there, I'll still be his wife, serving him forever!"
"Yes," the mother-in-law coldly mocked, "Yes, yes, you continue to torment my son, draining his lifeblood and still not stopping, even trying to gnaw on his bones. You little vixen who deserves a terrible death!" The mother -
in-law didn't take Huani's words seriously. She muttered something harsh and then stormed off to prepare for her son's funeral. Huani locked herself in her room, determined to starve herself to death for her husband.
Upon learning of the drunkard's death, Physician Zhou was overjoyed, still thinking of Huani. So, under the pretext of offering condolences, he went to the drunkard's coffin with ill intentions. The old woman, already heartbroken from losing her son, wept uncontrollably. Seeing Physician Zhou, she cried even more bitterly: "Divine Physician, where have you taken me? Since that night, I haven't been able to find you anywhere! If I had found you, my son wouldn't have died! Divine Physician, you don't know, my son was drained of his life essence by that monster, coughing up mouthfuls of blood. I don't know how many physicians I've consulted, and they all shook their heads and sighed. Many physicians came, but they all said the same thing: 'The disease is incurable!'" "...
Old lady," Doctor Zhou pretended to help the old woman up, thinking to himself, "Your son has drunk himself into a stomach hemorrhage, of course he's beyond saving. If you had asked me to treat him, I guarantee he'd have died even faster." But aloud, Doctor Zhou muttered insincerely, "A person's birth, aging, sickness, and death are all predetermined; no one can force it. Old lady, you must think more positively, don't be too sad, take care of yourself!"
"But, from now on, who will take care of me in my old age and see me off in my final days!" Doctor Zhou sneered inwardly, "Well, no wonder she's crying so bitterly; she's still thinking of herself." So, Doctor Zhou continued with feigned comfort, "As the saying goes, 'Heaven never seals off all paths!'"
"Mr. Zhou," the old woman wiped away her tears, still resentful of Doctor Zhou's fabricated accusations, "I ask you, where did you send that maid? Was it far?" "Maybe that monster has sneaked back again tonight, and is still sucking my son's life essence every night until he dies from exhaustion!"
"Old lady," ever since he tricked the maid, Dr. Zhou had sneaked into the county town and rented a crooked thatched hut. He settled down and made a living by selling fake medicine, drawing lots, fortune telling, or pretending to be a ghost. Meanwhile, Zhou Langzhong continued weaving his colossal lie, his face impassive and his beady eyes unblinking: "To lure the monster away from your son, I didn't even go home. I led the maid and walked and walked, across the Yellow River, to Huai'an, then to Yangzhou, and later to Nanjing… But I still felt uneasy, since we were quite close to your home. So, I simply found a dock, boarded a passenger ship, and sailed upstream along the Yangtze River until I reached Sichuan. I did some quick calculations, and Sichuan is at least seven or eight thousand li away from here, with high mountains and treacherous waters, very difficult to traverse. As the saying goes, 'The road to Sichuan is difficult, more difficult than ascending to heaven.' So, the monster certainly couldn't find its way back. Therefore, I sold the maid cheaply, and the money I got was spent on the return journey…"
"But," the old woman muttered disappointedly, "my son's life still couldn't be saved; he still died!"
“Alas,” Dr. Zhou sighed after finishing his lie, “Old lady, I’ll say it again: your son’s fate was sealed. He was destined not to be your son in his past life, so don’t expect him to care for you in your old age!” Seeing the old woman begin to sob again, Dr. Zhou realized he was losing interest in continuing his charade. So, he got back to the point. While pretending to offer sacrifices, he muttered to himself, “You drunkard, now that you’ve passed away, leaving your wife alone and helpless, I, being a compassionate person, can rest in peace.” "Alright, your wife, I'll take care of her for you, hehe!"
Thinking of the young woman, Hua Ni, Zhou Langzhong's mind wandered again. After a hasty offering of sacrifices, amidst the chaos, he sneaked out of the mourning hall and, under the cover of night, drifted into the room like a ghost. Zhou Langzhong pushed the door to Hua Ni's bedroom, only to find it locked. So, the old lecherous man poked open the white paper covering the top of the door with his finger, squinted, and peeked inside. He saw Hua Ni lying stiffly on the earthen bed. Zhou Langzhong greeted her with a lewd grin, and then shamelessly tried to persuade Hua Ni to live with him. Hua Ni coldly snorted and whispered to Zhou Langzhong her intention to starve herself to death for her husband. Physician Zhou was shocked: "No, my lady! It's better to live than to die. Come with me, and I'll make you my wife. How about that? You can manage all the family property, okay?"
"Hmph, daydreaming!" Hua Ni said calmly, "I've long wanted to die, but if I hastily commit suicide, people will suspect me of doing something shameful. And today, my husband has passed away, and I've finally found a reason to kill myself!"
"My lady," Physician Zhou resorted to his shameless tactics to keep Hua Ni, "If you sacrifice yourself for your husband, will your name be remembered and you even receive a reward from the court? No way, hehe," Physician Zhou lewdly laughed, "As long as I'm alive, as long as I can still speak, your shameful deeds will never be hidden. My lady, I'm not blackmailing you; I sincerely hope you live!"
“You scoundrel!” Huani sat up abruptly. “Get out! Get out now! If you have such thoughts, I’ll leave a will saying I was forced to die by you. When my mother-in-law gets the will, she’ll go to the authorities and sue you. You’ll be torn to pieces! Even if the authorities don’t investigate you, I’ll beg the King of Hell to issue a warrant for your arrest and throw you into the eighteenth level of hell!”
“No, no,” Zhou Langzhong was genuinely terrified. “Wife, please don’t write any will. I won’t try to dissuade you anymore. I’ll leave right now, isn’t that enough? I’ve thought it through. I promise I’ll keep my mouth shut from now on and never say anything I shouldn’t, so as to preserve your reputation. I promise!” Zhou Langzhong left the room and reluctantly found the old lady. He told her everything about Huani’s decision to starve herself to death for her husband. The old lady immediately panicked. “What? Is she serious? This won’t do. If she really starves to death in my house, how will my in-laws forgive me? This is not right. Hey, her uncle!” The old lady called over The drunkard's uncle ordered him to quickly summon his in-laws: "My daughter-in-law doesn't want to live anymore; she wants to commit suicide to follow her husband. This is a matter of life and death! I can't make the decision, and I can't do anything to her. You must have your in-laws come quickly. Either persuade your daughter to change her mind, or take her home. If she wants to die, let her die in her own home."
Hua Ni's father was an old scholar nearing sixty, who had repeatedly failed the imperial examinations. He had lived a life of poverty. After his daughter's marriage, he rented out his house and traveled from village to village, tutoring the sons of gentry and local officials to earn a meager living until his old age. Coincidentally, these past few months, the old scholar had been invited to the county magistrate's home to tutor his wayward eldest son. Upon learning of his son-in-law's death and his daughter's intention to starve herself to death, the old scholar panicked: "What, what should we do? This girl has been exceptionally stubborn since childhood. In her childhood, she argued with her deceased mother over some trivial matter and even threatened to jump into a river or well. If I hadn't discovered her early, she might be reborn into some wealthy family as a young master! Alas, even her in-laws can't do anything about her, and I'm at my wit's end!"
"But no matter how helpless you are," said Hua Ni's uncle, "your daughter is refusing to eat or drink; you should go and see her, try to persuade her, and fulfill your responsibilities as a father!"
"That's the duty," the old scholar hurriedly dressed and went to ask the county magistrate for leave. After learning some details, the magistrate's eyes lit up, and he secretly rejoiced: Good, if this girl truly achieves her wish, he will not only leave a good name for posterity but also bring glory to the county! When the magistrate learned that the old scholar intended to go to his in-laws' house to dissuade his daughter from her plan to commit suicide, he panicked: "No, for the sake of my political achievements, I should use a little trick to make this old fellow not only not dissuade her, but also encourage her. Yes, that's how it should be." So, the magistrate grabbed the old scholar's sleeve, signaling him to avoid Hua Ni's maternal uncle, and the two of them made up an excuse to enter the magistrate's inner room. The magistrate knocked on the door tightly and said in a very low voice, "Mr. Hua, please forgive my bluntness. If I have offended you, please forgive me."
"Sir," the old scholar, who was always obsequious and subservient to his superiors in order to stay in the magistrate's household for as long as possible, said, "Please speak frankly whatever you need!"
“Old sir,” the magistrate hesitated again, but finally, urged by the old scholar Hua, he slapped his thigh and made a desperate gesture: “I’m not afraid of offending anyone, but this is all for your own good! Old sir,” the magistrate said earnestly, stroking the old scholar Hua’s arm, “I was deeply shocked to hear that your daughter intends to die for her husband, and my admiration for her is boundless. If your daughter can achieve her wish, she will not only be remembered for generations, but also bring glory to our county. After your daughter’s wish is fulfilled, I have decided to report your daughter’s heroic act to the Emperor and request that he confer upon her the title of a virtuous and chaste woman. Furthermore, I have decided to use the county’s treasury to erect a memorial arch for your daughter. What do you think, old sir?”
“Ah,” the old scholar Hua was taken aback. He never dreamed that his daughter’s foolish act could bring him such glorious honor. His previous thought of persuading his daughter to change her mind vanished almost entirely. The magistrate continued, "Old sir, you have raised such a virtuous and chaste daughter. The Emperor will not only commend you, but your family will also be given important positions. Take you, for example, sir. You have studied diligently your whole life but have yet to achieve anything remarkable. Once your daughter's deeds are known throughout the country, you will surely be revered by the people. Everyone will praise you for raising such a good daughter. To improve social customs and encourage the people to do good, the Emperor will definitely make an exception and promote you. In today's parlance, this is called 'recruitment'! Old sir, you have read countless books; you should know what 'recruitment' means, right?"
"Thank you, sir," the old scholar replied. Hearing this, he was overjoyed and wished his daughter would die immediately so he could put on his official robes and cap the next day. He knelt down at the magistrate's feet, saying, "Your words have enlightened me. Thank you for your sincere guidance!"
"Please rise quickly!" The county magistrate hurriedly helped the old scholar up. "Sir, you kneel before me. This humble official is too kind. In the future, when you rise to prominence, I will rely on your guidance..." "
Of course, of course," the old scholar understood the county magistrate's unspoken meaning. Although he had not yet grasped the power, he readily agreed. "I will never forget your guidance, sir!"
"Sir, please wait, let me help you!" At that very moment, the magistrate, in a show of flattery, personally helped the old scholar, Hua, out of the mansion gate, and then ordered his servants to bring his sedan chair. The old scholar refused to sit, but the magistrate, without a word, pushed him into the chair and ordered his servants, "Lift the chair, take the old gentleman to his daughter's house!"
"Heh heh," as the sedan chair slowly lifted off the ground, the impoverished old scholar, Hua, suddenly felt a strange sensation. As the chair swayed and swayed, his mind and body involuntarily began to drift. Before his blurred vision, one official's hat after another floated by, dazzling the old man. At the same time, he reached out, grabbing and tugging wildly, muttering incoherently, "Good riddance! Good riddance! It's so good that my daughter is dead!"
"The Book of Women's Records says"
In that ignorant era when women were seen as appendages of men, scholars, poets, officials, pedantic Confucianists, and hypocrites with flowery words, while having numerous wives and concubines themselves, demanded that women remain chaste and faithful. Looking at the history of ancient literature, those men who indulged in seclusion, frivolous pleasures, and filled with loyalty to the emperor, devoid of any masculinity, were themselves utterly corrupt, yet they not only relished and glorified the so-called women who died for their virtue, creating a great spectacle for thousands of years. Lingering among those lifeless memorial arches, my heart trembles: this is irrefutable proof of the ruthless destruction of women! " The Book of One Hundred

Prisoner Women

" -
Prisoner Women
(Section Eight)
- Teasing Order: Female
prisoner, prisoner, lowly before the world.
Three years of severe punishment for illicit pleasure, the young woman begs for a reduced sentence.
Reduced sentence, reduced sentence, the master's lewd bed is rampant.
In the first chapter, a convict couple begs for a reduced sentence, and Master Ke
, seizing the opportunity, agrees. The master, now a high-ranking official, is surrounded by people from all walks of life who come to pay their respects.
He carries gold and silver treasures in his bosom, and enjoys delicacies and wine.
Musicians accompany him as he recites poems, and singers add
to the merriment with their music. The beauties, though attractive, are tasteless; he prefers to share his licentious pleasures with the prisoners.
Ke Changqing, a court official, is inexplicably demoted by imperial decree to serve as a local official at Yumen Pass. After receiving the decree and expressing his gratitude, he bids a reluctant farewell to his family, relatives, and close friends before reluctantly leaving the capital. Traveling day and night, he finally arrives at his new post on the appointed date—the desolate Yumen Pass, said to be impassable even by spring breezes. The demotion of a high-ranking official to a local post causes quite a stir. Local officials, both high and low, travel thirty li from the pass to respectfully welcome the high-ranking official from the capital into the Yumen Pass government office.
The local official was filled with fear and trepidation, while Lord Ke Changqing was filled with sorrow and resentment. He dismounted from his post horse, boarded a sedan chair carried by eight men, and quietly lifted the curtain, gazing at the desolate sky; at the boundless wilderness; at the shifting sands that seemed to roam freely like a pack of ruffians; at the pebbles scattered everywhere; at the dilapidated ancient city walls, severely eroded by wind and sand; at the flocks of sheep bleating softly, searching for pitiful weeds all over the mountains and fields. Looking at all this, Lord Ke felt as if he had suddenly fallen from heaven to hell, experiencing a sense of being in another world. His heart was filled with a sense of loss, like the howling north wind, so desolate and sorrowful. Moved by the scene, and feeling a surge of emotion, Master Ke lowered the curtain and muttered, "Jiangnan is a land of pestilence, where exiled officials are nowhere to be found; those banished from the Western Regions, their old friends still remember them!"
After the hospitality was over and everyone exchanged pleasantries, according to court custom, the former official was to hand over all the seals, household registers, finances, treasury, etc., of the yamen to the new official, Ke Changqing. Of course, this also included the prostitutes, musicians, courtesans, slaves, and so on. These lowly people, who were at the very bottom of society and of the lowest status, also had to be handed over to Ke Changqing truthfully.
"This prefecture has no military prostitutes, but five official brothels with 48 registered prostitutes; 600 musicians; and 320 slaves who have been confiscated by the government over the years. This prefecture has 500 military horses, all directly funded by the court for wartime needs." Perhaps for the sake of convenience, the former official simply grouped the commoners and livestock together for the handover: "Those who maintain the military horses are all criminals and their families, totaling 57 men and women, divided into 13 households. Please check!"
Military horses were the court's most important strategic reserve. In the era of cold weapons, their importance was no less than that of main battle tanks. A force of 500 military horses was equivalent to an armored group. Other matters could be taken lightly, but for military horses, Ke Changqing could not be careless. Since the previous official had handed over 500 horses, to avoid any mistakes, Ke Changqing insisted on personally inspecting them at the horse farm with his predecessor.
"Of course, of course," the former official readily agreed. "It is my duty. Guards, prepare the sedan chair. I will go with you to the horse farm for inspection!"
The former official led Ke Changqing to the horse farm in the official sedan chair. Ke Changqing held the register of military horses and checked and counted them one by one in each stable. The former official accompanied him with bows and scrapes. Suddenly, a rustling sound and a frivolous laugh came from a stable: "Heh heh, you rascal! Annoying, heh heh, stop messing around!"
"Damn it, who's messing around in the stable?" The former officer cursed angrily upon hearing the noise, kicking open the stable door. Ke Changqing and the former officer looked over at the same time and saw a young man and woman in prison uniforms grumbling and laughing as they rolled around on a haystack. Hearing the door being kicked open, they sat up abruptly. Seeing that it was the officer, the young man, assuming he had made another mistake, timidly shrank back into the haystack; the young woman, on the other hand, hurriedly straightened her torn clothes, her face, covered in hay dust, flushed with sweat. The former official roared, "You two adulterers, neglecting your duties during work hours and taking the opportunity to fool around! Guards!" He
was furious. Master Ke, however, with the discerning eye of a seasoned womanizer, silently observed the female prisoner on the haystack, inwardly appraising her: young, well-proportioned, good complexion, hmm, should be at least 85 points.
"Master," two trusted constables stepped forward upon hearing the former official's order, "We are here!"
"Seize these two adulterers immediately!"
"Yes, sir," the guards bound the couple who had been neglecting their duties and taking the opportunity to consummate their relationship. Ke Changqing also inspected the military horses, finding them perfectly matched the records in the ledgers. At this point, the handover was complete. As a gesture of gratitude and a farewell feast, the new master of Yumen Pass, Ke Changqing, hosted a grand banquet for his former superior. As the former official stepped down and the new one took office, people from all walks of life in Yumen Pass came to congratulate him in various ways. Minor officials offered red envelopes; local gentry and powerful families presented lavish gifts; merchants bribed him with goods; and literary figures presented poems and paintings—all going to great lengths to flatter him. Ke Changqing accepted these gifts with a smile, then invited the guests to sit in the seats of honor and treated them with utmost hospitality. While the upper class did their best, how could the commoners and entertainers remain silent? Thus, the courtesans, heavily made up and dressed in their finest attire, entertained the new official with songs and dances at the banquet; the maids, enslaved for their crimes, were even busier, cooking, serving wine, and behaving obsequiously—the details need not be elaborated.
The festivities continued until midnight. After seeing off the distinguished guests, Ke Changqing kept the lower-class people. Male servants tidied the government offices, female slaves washed dishes, and the courtesans served the two masters in bed. Before leaving the Yumen government office, the officially retired official still commanded the prostitutes with the air of a master: "Go, make sure you serve Master Ke well, or you'll regret it!" The former official recommended a voluptuous prostitute to Master Ke: "My colleague, this beauty is extraordinary. She's skilled in bed. Hold her tight and enjoy her, hehe."
"Master," at the former official's recommendation, the plump prostitute shamelessly pounced on Master Ke on the bed. In his drunken haze, Master Ke felt as if he were covered by a pile of soft, slippery silk. Master Ke's worried face instantly brightened. He spread his arms and tightly embraced the plump beauty. At the same time, he grinned, his mouth reeking of alcohol, and greedily and vulgarly gnawed at the plump prostitute's fat, snow-white thighs: "Hehe, darling, you're so fat!"
"Sir," before the fat prostitute could speak, another, thinner prostitute softly wrapped her arms around Master Ke's neck, "If you think she's too fat, I can serve you, how about it?"
"Haha," seeing this, Master Ke temporarily pushed aside the fat prostitute's long white legs, cupped the thin prostitute's face, and kissed her. In the candlelight, Master Ke was seen embracing one on each side, kissing one on the other. Looking at the unique beauties of the night before him, Master Ke, though far away in a desolate place, had a real feeling of being a little emperor. The words of his predecessor made Ke Changqing even more elated, to the point of forgetting his home: "Colleague, from now on, all these servants and courtesans belong to you!"
"Hehe, sorry," Ke Changqing was truly overjoyed. Looking at his predecessor's rather disappointed face, he feigned concern and pushed a courtesan towards him, speaking as if offering him a bowl of thin porridge: "Here, this is for you to enjoy, my friend!"
A night of ecstasy followed, and as the new sun rose high in the sky, Ke Changqing—no, he should be called Master Ke—finished washing up, had a simple breakfast, donned his predecessor's official robes, and began to preside over court cases and handle official business. Coincidentally, the first case Master Ke handled upon taking office involved a stable boy who was neglecting his duties during work hours, indulging in pleasure in the stables. The male and female prisoners were escorted to the court by the bailiffs. Lord Ke didn't even bother to glance at the male prisoner, his eyes constantly darting towards the female prisoner, his mind filled with ulterior motives. On the surface, however, Lord Ke appeared very impatient, hastily flipping through the male prisoner's household registration. He learned that the male prisoner's name was Xu San, and the female prisoner was surnamed Xu. They were originally a legally married couple, but because Xu San stole an ox, slaughtered it, and sold it for silver, the couple were exiled to the border to perform hard labor. After reviewing the files, Master Ke slammed his fist on the table and cursed, "Damn it! Since you are a legally married couple, why are you doing such filthy things in the stable? Don't you have a place to stay?" "We
do have a place to stay," the convict Xu San murmured, "Reporting to you, sir, we have a place to stay, about two miles outside the stable, in Gouyingzi Village!"
"You scoundrels!" Master Ke cursed again, "Now that you see me, why don't you kneel down immediately!" The man and woman involved knelt down in response. Master Ke rebuked them, "Since you have a place to stay, why do you still do this? Haven't you had enough tonight?"
Master Ke's words made the man and woman feel ashamed, and the woman seemed especially embarrassed, lowering her head deeply.
"Reporting to you, sir!" After a moment of silence, the man answered timidly, "We were just bored. I...we didn't neglect feeding the horses; they've all eaten. Besides, we've chopped tomorrow's fodder. So, we were just...bored, so..."
"Hmph," Master Ke snorted contemptuously, "Xu San, listen carefully. You already have a criminal record, and now you've violated the laws of the Celestial Empire again. According to the law, your actions should result in an additional three years' sentence. Very well," Master Ke picked up the household register again, but before he could pick up the pen to add to Xu San's sentence, his head remained lowered. Suddenly, the silent woman involved in the case looked up, crying and pleading, "Please, sir, have mercy and forgive us this time!"
"Oh," upon hearing the woman's plea, Master Ke put down the household register and coldly swept his gaze over her with feigned sternness. He saw that the woman was in her early twenties, and although her clothes were tattered, they could not hide her alluring figure. Even with a face full of sorrow, she could not shake off her charming demeanor. This made Master Ke, who was naturally lustful, feel a surge of desire: What a tempting young woman!
"You audacious shrew!" Master Ke roared sternly, lecherously staring at the young woman. "Since you've violated the laws of the Celestial Empire, instead of dutifully serving your sentence, what kind of outrageous things have you been doing? It's not only immoral but also adds to your crimes. You're utterly shameless..."
"Master is absolutely right. The fault lies entirely with this lowly woman," the young woman said, kowtowing repeatedly. "My husband, newly married, has already broken the law and is serving his sentence here. In his spare time, out of boredom, he committed such frivolous acts. My husband and I know our sins. We beg the Heavenly Emperor for mercy. We have a seventy-year-old mother-in-law at home who needs my care. Please, Master, don't add to our sentence. From now on, we will work diligently, both to serve the court and to atone for our sins."
"Oh, I never knew you were so eloquent!" Master Ke was even more pleased with the female prisoner's words. "Since your statement is so sincere, I can forgive you this time."
"Thank you, sir!" The young woman immediately stopped sobbing, cupped her hands in thanks to Master Ke, and the man's worried expression also eased as he repeatedly bowed to Master Ke. Master Ke's tone suddenly shifted: "But," looking at the young woman's alluring appearance, Master Ke was already overcome with lust: "Newlyweds, you're so affectionate and inseparable, of course I can understand. However, even if I forgive you this time, who knows, one day you might not be able to resist the temptation and take the opportunity to continue your illicit affairs."
"Sir," the young couple swore in unison, "We will never dare to do it again!"
"Such nice words," Master Ke, having forgiven the young couple, certainly had his own plans. To obtain the alluring young woman, Master Ke solemnly announced: "To prevent such incidents from happening again, I have decided that until your sentences are served, you will serve your sentences separately. The male prisoner will continue to feed the horses in the stable, while the female prisoner will be transferred to the mansion as a government slave. Alright, that's decided!"
"My lord," the young woman and the male prisoner exclaimed in surprise, looking pitifully at Lord Ke. Lord Ke slammed his gavel without giving them a chance to speak: "Shameless scoundrels! You always push your luck! I have already pardoned you for three years. What more do you want?"
"My lord," the two prisoners lowered their heads. Lord Ke continued to roar: "If you make any more unreasonable demands, I will punish you severely. One of you will be sent to the border to serve in the army, and the other will be sent to the camp as a prostitute to entertain the troops. Do you understand? Get out of here now!"
"Yes!" Under Lord Ke's roar, the prisoner couple dared not beg anymore. Escorted by the yamen runners, they both left the hall. One returned to the stable to continue feeding the horses, while the other reluctantly went to Lord Ke's residence to serve the newly appointed Lord Ke.
Having finally achieved his ulterior motive, Master Ke lost all interest in official business. Using the excuse of the long journey, exhaustion, and incomplete recovery, he regretfully turned and left. Upon reaching the main hall entrance, to conceal his laziness, Master Ke pulled out several silver ingots and rewarded the bailiffs around him: "It's a day off. Consider this silver as my treat for drinks!"
"Thank you, sir," the bailiffs were overjoyed that there was no trial today, and seeing their master's unusual leniency, master and servants were truly delighted. The bailiffs accepted the silver and happily went off to drink and play drinking games, while Master Ke, filled with lewd thoughts, returned to his residence to seek pleasure with a young woman.
Whether Master Ke succeeds remains to be seen; we'll find out in the next chapter.
Chapter Two: Master Ke Finds New Love in Exile, Lady Xu Yearns for Her Old Friend at the Border.
Children are best when they are one's own, wives are better when they are another's.
A new official needs to take over his duties, when suddenly a beautiful woman's laughter is heard in the stable.
Delicate eyebrows, a pretty face, and a beautiful figure—this prisoner's wife is truly charming.
Having obtained her through abusing his power, I forced her to have her even though she didn't want it.
Now, to indulge in pleasure with the female prisoner, Master Ke, feigning reluctance to perform his duties, headed straight for the inner quarters of the mansion, his lust raging. Just as he stepped through the moon gate connecting to the inner quarters, Master Ke spotted the female prisoner, Xu, diligently sweeping the courtyard under the direction of an older musician. Master Ke deliberately walked past Xu and whispered, "This isn't your job. Put down the broom and come to my room!"
"Yes," Xu replied woodenly, throwing down the broom and slowly following behind Master Ke. A murmur of whispers immediately filled the inner quarters. Xu glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the male and female servants, all stopping their work, whispering and pointing at Xu. Although Xu couldn't hear what they were saying, from their disdainful expressions and lewd laughter, she concluded that they wouldn't say anything good about her!
"Look," Master Ke said, pushing open the bedroom door and pointing to the messy room, "From now on, you'll be in charge of tidying my room. You can't leave without my permission, understand?" Master Ke turned his face, his mischievous eyes fixed on Xu Shi with a cunning gaze, making Xu Shi flustered and timidly reply, "Yes, Master, I understand!"
"Very well then," Master Ke instructed, "Let's get to work!"
At Master Ke's command, the female prisoner, Xu, began to spin around the room like a top. Master Ke, meanwhile, sat leisurely in a wicker chair, humming and sipping tea while admiring Xu's figure and face. He found her increasingly pleasing to the eye, and muttered cryptically, "Now that you're here with me, you'd better behave. If you serve me well, I might just write a few words and spare you both your sentences, allowing you to return home to your families and enjoy the life of free men!"
"Yes, Master," the naive female prisoner replied gratefully, "I will do my best. If you can help us get released, you will be our savior. We will never forget your great kindness and will burn three sticks of incense every day to wish you good health and a long life!"
"Hehe," Xu's words warmed Master Ke's heart: This young lady is not only beautiful and charming, but her words are also quite eloquent; she's truly pleasing to the eye. I just wonder how she is in bed? Does she know how to please a man? Thinking of this, Master Ke put down his teacup, his withered fingers running through his thick hair, and frowned, complaining, "This place in the Western Regions is so awful! The sandstorms are relentless; they've not only stung my face, but my hair is also full of sand." So, Master Ke instructed Xu, "Go, fetch a basin of warm water and wash my hair!"
"Yes," Xu hesitated for a moment, but still put down her work, brought a basin of warm water, and came shyly to Master Ke: "Master, the water is here, please, please..." Xu wanted to remove Master Ke's crown, but dared not, pointing to Master Ke's head. Master Ke gladly took off his black gauze hat, placed it on the table, leaned back in his chair, and rested his neck on the back of the chair: "Ah, beauty, come here!"
Xu tiptoed to the back of Master Ke's head, gently and carefully loosening the hair that Master Ke had not combed for many days, her fingers occasionally lightly scratching Master Ke's scalp covered with sand, instantly bringing a strange pleasure. Master Ke sighed with great comfort, closed his eyes happily, and enjoyed the scratching of the woman's fingers: "Stroke, a little harder, oh, my scalp is so itchy!"
"Yes, sir," Xu replied, scratching even more vigorously. At the same time, she breathed heavily, her full breasts thumping behind Master Ke, occasionally brushing against his back unintentionally. A strange sensation made Master Ke even more aroused and restless. Seeing that it was still early, Master Ke suppressed his lustful desires, holding his breath and secretly inhaling the young woman's wonderful scent: a tattered prison uniform wrapped around a vibrant body, organically blending with bits of fodder, yellow sand, sweat stains, and rotten cotton... creating a heavy, complex aroma, faintly revealing a delicate fragrance of flesh! Stimulated by the strange aroma, Master Ke could no longer control himself. He cast aside his dignity as a high-ranking official and, taking advantage of Madam Xu's momentary lapse in attention, grabbed her wet, dandruff-covered, and sand-covered hand, bringing it to his mouth and greedily and lewdly sucking on it: "Wow, what beautiful, plump little hands!"
"Master," Madam Xu cried out in surprise, frantically pulling at him, trying to refuse Master Ke's frivolous advances, yet daring not to use too much force lest she incur the official's wrath: "Master, no, no, don't do this!"
"Ah," Master Ke gripped Xu's small hand tightly, refusing to let go, as if he had caught a pitiful yet incredibly adorable little sparrow. He wished he could immediately peel off its skin, lick it with his burning tongue until it was crisp and tender, and then swallow it whole, skin, flesh, and bones, to savor it. "Little lady, come with me! I won't mistreat you! Hehe,"
Xu remained silent, her other hand nervously stroking Master Ke's hair. Since the beauty hadn't answered, Master Ke subjectively assumed she had tacitly agreed! So, Master Ke suddenly pulled the young lady from behind the chair to the front, while simultaneously extending his other arm to embrace Xu. Xu stepped back. Master Ke smiled broadly and said, "Little girl, have you thought it through? If you come with me, you'll be set for life. When your term as an official ends, I'll take you back to the capital. Apart from the main house for the eldest wife, you can choose any room in my mansion. You can stay in whichever room you like. Whatever style of furniture you want, I'll buy it for you. Whatever kind of clothing you like, I have the financial means to satisfy you! What do you say?"
Xu Shi stood rooted to the ground like a wooden stake. After hearing Master Ke's generous offer, she neither accepted nor objected. As usual, she lowered her head deeply, looking bewildered and timidly fiddling with her fingernails. Master Ke thought this was something a woman should be ashamed of, so he continued to offer the young lady even more generous treatment: "Oh, right, I forgot, I'll also give you two maids to take care of your daily life! How about that? Hehe." Master Ke firmly believed that with such generous conditions, even a commoner girl waiting to be married would be overjoyed and wholeheartedly become his concubine. So, Master Ke happily pulled Xu Shi over and pressed her onto his lap. He lifted Xu Shi's apple-like face with one hand and said, "Little girl, from today onwards, you are my seventh concubine. Hehe, I never expected this!" Master Ke said with great emotion, "To meet such a lovely beauty in this remote border region, if it's not a stroke of luck, it must be a predestined fate from a past life. Beauty, don't you think so? Hehe."
Holding his favorite beauty, he chuckled lewdly and began to loosen Xu Shi's clothes. Suddenly, Xu Shi pushed away Master Ke's hand and stood up, trying to avoid the official. Master Ke flew into a rage, his face darkening instantly. His hand remained firmly on Xu Shi's: "Damn it, you ungrateful slut!" Master Ke leaped up, shoving the defiant Xu Shi onto the bed: "In this desolate place, my word is law. Since I've taken a liking to you, you have to come, whether you like it or not. There's absolutely no room for negotiation, no need for bargaining. Come here," Master Ke grabbed Xu Shi's hair and pulled it towards his crotch: "You've washed the big head, now it's time to wash the little head." With that, Master Ke pulled out his penis and thrust it towards Xu Shi's lips: "Here, show me the skills you use to serve your husband, serve me properly, otherwise, I'll make sure you two do hard labor here for the rest of your lives, never to return to your hometown!"
"Master," Xu Shi frowned, pushing Master Ke's penis away: "What are you doing? It's filthy!"
"Damn it, what's so dirty about it? You're making a fuss over nothing!" Looking at Xu's embarrassed face and tightly closed mouth, Master Ke thought to himself: It seems this little wench isn't used to this kind of thing. She's definitely a respectable woman! In view of this, Master Ke's desire to possess Xu became even stronger: Although this little wench isn't very good at serving people, she's much more lovable and cleaner than those lowly prostitutes!
"You slut," he thought, secretly enjoying her, but cursing aloud. Master Ke's face was stern as he harshly commanded, "Hurry up, stop pretending, eat it now, or you'll be sorry!"
Under Master Ke's intimidation, Xu reluctantly opened her mouth and unwillingly took the official's penis into her mouth, her delicate eyebrows furrowed as she slowly began to suck. Master Ke watched with growing resentment: "Damn it, I just don't understand what she's thinking. Given her status, becoming an official's concubine must have been a great deed in her past life! Yet she rejected me! Humph, whether you like it or not, I'll have my way with you first, experience the feeling, and then decide what to do. If she's truly a good one, I'll keep her; otherwise, hmph, she'll be like a worn-out slipper, kicked out the door, not even worth a second glance."
Thinking this, Master Ke impatiently loosened Xu's trousers, pulling them down to her knees. Suddenly, a patch of unremarkable pubic hair flashed before his lustful eyes. At first, Master Ke was overjoyed, but after a closer look, he was greatly disappointed: "Damn it, she looks quite nice on the outside and her face is pretty, but once you peel back the layers, there's nothing there. Look at her! She might not even be as good as a fat prostitute!"
In his frustration, Master Ke couldn't help but play with Madam Xu's unremarkable private parts. Since he had gone to great lengths and troubles to finally get his hands on them, he didn't care whether they smelled good or bad, or whether they were nice or not. He would just dabble in them for now.
So, Mr. Ke impatiently slapped Xu's thigh, signaling her not to close her legs. Xu, as expected, dared not disobey and obediently spread her legs, her face flushed. Mr. Ke slipped his dry fingers between her legs with a soft slurp: "Oh, this little wench's private parts aren't particularly outstanding, but her vaginal fluids are extremely abundant, which pleased Mr. Ke somewhat."
However, when Mr. Ke's penis successfully penetrated Xu's lower body, his initial disappointment, frustration, and the thought of only seeking momentary pleasure immediately vanished. The idea of discarding her like a discarded shoe disappeared without a trace. As Mr. Ke's penis plunged in, he groaned happily: "Ah, she looks ordinary on the surface, but she's extraordinary inside!" Mr. Ke groaned loudly for a while, then temporarily stopped thrusting, lowered his head, and began to carefully appreciate Xu beneath him: "Wow, wonderful, wonderful, so curious..." "What a wonderful cunt! You can't judge a book by its cover! Such a beauty can't be compared to a worn-out shoe, and you can't just throw her away like that! I'll keep her for myself and enjoy her slowly!"
Looking at Master Ke's lewd behavior and listening to the old lecher's obscene words, Madam Xu turned her head away in shame. Her desperate eyes stared blankly out the window at the boundless wasteland. Her sorrowful gaze was filled with endless longing. Seeing this, Master Ke, while masturbating, wondered to himself: What does she see outside the window, a desolate wasteland? What is she longing for? Is it for her worthless husband?
"Oh, oh, oh, oh," Master Ke, straddling Madam Xu, was racking his brains trying to guess what was going on when Madam Xu suddenly started panting inexplicably. At the same time, her unremarkable vulva inexplicably contracted. Stimulated by this unexpected event, Master Ke's penis gushed out a pool of white semen with a whoosh. Before he was even satisfied, Master Ke had already surrendered. In his annoyance, he couldn't help but secretly sigh: What a good woman, a rare find!
"Damn it!" Seeing Xu Shi still sitting with her legs apart, staring blankly out the window, Master Ke scolded while fastening his belt, "What are you looking at? What are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about your husband? Humph," Master Ke sneered, "I'll offer you an even better deal. I've officially decided that your husband is being released early. I'll send a servant to tell him to pack his bags and go home quickly. And I'll give him enough money for the journey!"
Whether Xu San is willing to abandon his wife and return to his hometown remains to be seen.
Chapter Three: Carrying a bag, he wanders outside the mansion; a convict released from
hard labor refuses to return home and is forced to take as a concubine, tears streaming down his face as he insists on pleasure.
Yellow sand flies, covering his cheeks; cold wind blows, adding to his sorrow.
Xu San wanders the borderlands, Xu Shi is trapped at Yumen Pass.
The stallion neighs for the mare, the couple returns home together.
As expected, Master Ke kept his word. With a stroke of his pen, he declared that Xu San had shown good remorse and diligence in his work, and after his investigation, he had decided to release him early and send him home. Privately, Master Ke generously gave Xu San two hundred taels of silver out of his own pocket. Regarding the reason for the gift, Master Ke explained: "Xu San, your wife has lost hope in you and is completely devoted to me. However, I am a man of learning and propriety, and I cannot sleep with another man's wife for nothing. So, here, consider this silver my compensation. Keep it safe and be careful on your journey. Do not let yourself be robbed by bandits. If possible..." "Travel with the government's caravan. After returning home, use this silver to marry another wife and live a good life. Never again will you be a petty thief. Go now, while the weather is still warm and winter is far away!"
Xu San, carrying his bag, listened to Master Ke's words and held the heavy silver in his hands. His face showed no gratitude, but rather a surge of anger. Master Ke saw this and was unimpressed: "Damn it, I'll sleep with your wife. What can you do to me in this desolate place? Giving you two hundred taels of silver is already a favor. Any other master would have hired someone to cripple you on the way!" Thinking of this, seeing Xu San holding the silver but showing no intention of setting off immediately, Master Ke impatiently urged, "Go, go, hurry up! What, you're reluctant to spend money to hire a donkey? Fine," Master Ke looked around and saw a postman tidying up his horse's harness. He had brought official documents here yesterday, rested for the night, and was supposed to return today. So, Master Ke waved his hand and called over the postman, "Saddler, since you're going back empty-handed anyway, give him a ride." As he said this, Master Ke took out two more silver ingots and stuffed them into the postman's hand. The postman bowed in gratitude, and Master Ke gave him a wink. The postman then took off Xu San's backpack, saying, "Buddy, let's hurry and get going while there's still time!"
Master Ke watched Xu San, riding on his post horse, slowly disappear below the desolate horizon, feeling a great sense of relief: Hmph, finally, he's fucking gone! Now, Xu Shi is completely devoted to me!
When Master Ke returned to his residence, beaming with joy, he pushed open the door to find Madam Xu, as always, leaning against the window, gazing into the distance, tears streaming down her cheeks. Seeing this, Master Ke was furious: "You little wretch, what are you crying about again? Let me tell you the truth, I've sent your husband back to his hometown. He'll never see you again in this lifetime. You'd better just live a peaceful life with me!"
"Waaah, waaah, waaah," Madam Xu cried even harder upon hearing Master Ke's words. What began as suppressed sobs gradually turned into piercing waaahs, and finally, she kicked and thrashed her legs wildly, wailing like a child who had lost a loved one. Master Ke, filled with rage, roared: "Damn it, shut up! If you dare cry again, I'll..."

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