Rebirth of a Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 16

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~Chapter Five, Section Two~

The two strolled slowly through the streets of Lingnan Prefecture. The afternoon sun failed to break a sweat on either of them.

The man was a full nine feet tall, broad-shouldered and burly, his bearing as steady as a mountain, his eyes like lightning, his pupils flashing with thunder. His sword was ridiculously large, too big to hang at his waist, carried only on his shoulder.

The woman beside him was stunningly beautiful. Although she wore a black men's outfit, it didn't conceal her graceful figure; instead, it added to her heroic air. She was quite tall for a woman, but because the man was so enormous, she only reached his chest.

'Alas, I once visited Lingnan Prefecture. Back then, it was prosperous and peaceful, its streets bustling. But now, with the ravages of war, it has become so desolate. While not nine out of ten houses are empty, seven or eight out of ten are certainly deserted.' The burly man looked around and sighed with a touch of melancholy.

The woman nodded and said, "Back in the chaotic Seven Kingdoms period, the common people suffered the most. But now the people are rebelling, yet who is truly suffering?"

The man said, "The common people should still be suffering! They rebel out of desperation. If they had enough to eat and warm clothes to wear, who would rebel?"

The woman said, "So that's why you didn't kill that ruffian earlier?"

The man smiled bitterly, "Ruffian? He wasn't a ruffian at all. He was just a pitiful person whose personality had been twisted by hatred, unable to distinguish right from wrong. Such a person could become the bravest soldier or the most terrifying bandit. But the fault for him becoming that way doesn't lie with him."

The woman pressed, "Then, is the daughter of the former city garrison commander of Lingnan Prefecture guilty? Why was she allowed to be abused like that?" Even if the governor of Lingnan City is a heinous villain, his wife and children shouldn't be held responsible for his crimes. Why should his children pay for his sins?

The man shook his head and said, "The sins of the father are the sins of the son; it's only right and proper. Many people think this way, in fact, the vast majority do. There's no reasoning with those oppressed people who have risen up in rebellion. To end all this, the war must end as soon as possible."

The woman said, "But this war isn't a struggle for the throne between those in power, it's very different from the War of the Seven Kingdoms. This war is one side fighting for survival, and the other side fighting to maintain its rule. The outcome must be the annihilation of the other, with no room for compromise."

The man nodded: "That's right. The Qin Empire and the rebellious army must both perish. But now this war has become so complicated that it's hard to say who's right and who's wrong. I can no longer judge which approach is correct. But in any case, the Demonic Sect shouldn't get involved in this war." With the Demonic Sect stirring up trouble, the war will likely drag on even longer, and the people will suffer even more from the chaos!

The woman said, "Brother Lei, I believe in you. Whatever your choice, I will support you."

The man chuckled and said, "Linglong, your father is the Grand Tutor of the court. If I choose to oppose the court, wouldn't that be opposing your father? How can you oppose your father for my sake?"

The woman smiled and said, "A wife follows her husband. I am now a daughter-in-law of the Qin family, so naturally I must follow your lead. Besides, even if you do oppose the court in the future, my father is a civil official and will not fight on the battlefield, while you are a fierce general charging into battle. How could you possibly encounter him? At most, you'll have a few words of debate at the negotiating table!"

The man laughed loudly: "That's right! I, Qin Lei, have always hated getting involved in those scheming political struggles. If I were to rebel, I probably wouldn't even sit at the negotiating table; I would only lead my troops in a desperate charge!" The

man and woman were none other than Qin Lei, the Mad Thunder Blade God, and Hua Linglong.

Both had originally joined the army to quell a rebellion, but their unit suffered a crushing defeat after only a brief engagement with the rebels, resulting in the annihilation of the entire army. Seeing the overwhelming strength of the rebels, which they realized was beyond the capabilities of a few, Qin Lei and Hua Linglong mingled with the chaos and left the battle.

Qin Lei had now reached the level of the so-called "Domineering Killing Path" within the "Domineering Path." At his current level, with his murderous aura emanating from him, ordinary experts simply couldn't get close; they would be driven to their deaths by his killing intent—similar to the terrifying Asura Demon Eye of the Third Young Master. In the chaos, if Qin Lei were to unleash his full power, with his unstoppable, death-defying aura, killing thousands would be no problem. However, the rebel army numbered thirty thousand, so Qin Lei couldn't fight them head-on and could only flee.

To say that he could move freely among a million-strong army would be an exaggeration, but Lei Daoshen could certainly ensure his safety and move freely among an army of one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand. Even with Hua Linglong, whose skill was far inferior to his, escaping from a rebel army of thirty thousand men would be easy.

After escaping the chaotic army, the two didn't rush back to Xiaoyao Manor, but instead searched for traces of the Demonic Sect in the Lingnan region, to see if any members of the Demonic Sect were involved in the rebellion.

While investigating the people's conditions, Lei Daoshen gradually felt he was losing his sense of right and wrong. Rebellion was clearly an unforgivable crime, but Lei Daoshen also knew that many high-ranking officials were corrupt and heartless, and the common people were indeed driven to desperation. It

was one thing for the common people to rebel, but many families of high-ranking officials, who had never committed any evil deeds and were even quite kind, were killed or tortured by the rebelling people. Even worse, young women were sold into the lowest brothels to be abused.

Who could discern the truth in this situation?

Left with no other choice, Lei Daoshen, who disliked and even hated using his brain, decided not to try.

In chaotic times, survival was the only truth, and absolute power was the key to survival. The common people didn't want to die, so they rebelled. Those in power had oppressed them, so they sought revenge.

Trying to reason with someone who had lost their mind was even more foolish than losing their mind themselves. How could Lei Daoshen, alone, turn the tide? He could only secretly eliminate members of the Demonic Sect, trying to prevent those with impure intentions from joining the fray.

Qin Lei discovered that Lu Feiling, the current city garrison commander of Lingnan Prefecture and a key member of the rebel army, known as 'Blood Blade Without Trace,' had a background with the Demonic Sect. Therefore, he and Hua Linglong came to Lingnan Prefecture to ascertain the truth before taking appropriate action.

The rebel army was already chaotic enough; if members of the Demonic Sect were to infiltrate and lead them astray, wouldn't these rebels ultimately become even more monstrous and terrifying than demons?

Qin Lei and Hua Linglong walked through Lingnan Prefecture, occasionally navigating through streets and alleys, but their destination was not the city magistrate's mansion.

Xiaoyao Manor's businesses were scattered throughout Jiangnan, and naturally, they also had some in Lingnan Prefecture. Lingnan was originally Song family territory, and Xiaoyao Manor's businesses didn't have much influence there; they only had two locations in the entire Lingnan region, one of which happened to be in Lingnan Prefecture.

Wang Mazi's pancake shop in the east of the city appeared to be just a pancake shop, but in reality, it was Xiaoyao Manor's only business in Lingnan Prefecture. Of course, this so-called 'business' wasn't for making money. A pancake shop operating from the beginning to the end of the year probably wouldn't even earn enough for the Third Young Master's cup of wine!

The pancake shop owner, Wang Mazi, was a clean member of Xiaoyao Manor's 'Jianghu Rumors' intelligence organization. In the vast Lingnan Prefecture, all intelligence gathering was done by him alone, demonstrating his considerable shrewdness and competence.

When the rebel army breached Lingnan Prefecture, Wang Mazi closed his shop, holding a rolling pin in his right hand and a noodle-cutting knife in his left, and shouted twice: "Down with the local tyrants and distribute the land!" He was immediately classified as one of the working class, thus avoiding the tragic fate of having his shop destroyed and dying.

Now, Lei Daoshen is looking for Wang Mazi.

In Tianjing City, beside a stinking ditch on the side of the main street of the vegetable market, the Third Young Master lay sprawled out, fast asleep.

A delicate boot stepped onto the Third Young Master's left cheek, and then a hidden sword slid out from the sleeve of the boot's owner, landing on her soft, boneless, slender hand. Ten exquisite purple bauhinia flowers painted on her ten fingernails emitted an eerie glow in the sunlight.

She gripped her hidden blade, gently patting the Third Young Master's right cheek with the back of the sword before slowly moving the cold blade to his neck.

As she did this, the handsome man beside her remained silent, hands behind his back, watching her and the Third Young Master.

This handsome man was eight feet tall, dressed in a sky-blue robe with a purple belt around his waist, from which hung a purple-gold token. His long hair was meticulously combed, his eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes were bright; his appearance was exceptionally handsome, though slightly aloof. However, a faint, warm smile at the corner of his mouth perfectly softened his coldness, making him appear very comfortable, yet also very ordinary.

So ordinary, like a drop of water, that if he were to blend into a crowd, no one would be able to spot him at a glance.

The girl's cold blade pressed against the Third Young Master's neck, but the sleeping Third Young Master seemed oblivious.

Even if the Third Young Master were completely drunk, no one could possibly put a weapon to his neck while he was asleep. Such a master possessed an instinctive reaction to danger, capable of sensing it even when it was dozens of feet away.

Now, the girl had not only stepped on his face but also held a sword to his neck, yet he showed no reaction, continuing to sleep soundly. This could only mean one thing: the girl posed absolutely no threat to the Third Young Master.

Seeing that the Third Young Master remained unresponsive despite her jade-like feet on his face and a weapon at his throat, the girl was both angry and anxious, shouting, "You little thief, what are you sleeping for? Open your dog eyes and see who's here!"

Hearing this voice, the Third Young Master's consciousness, which had been drifting into a deep sleep due to the lack of perceived danger, suddenly jolted awake as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him.

He abruptly opened his eyes and cried out, "Ni'er, it's you! I've missed you so much!" As he spoke, disregarding the foot still on his face and the sword at his neck, he leaped up with such force that he nearly knocked the girl to the ground.

The girl was none other than Qin Ni'er, and the man with her was none other than Qin Feng, the Heavenly Sword Master.

The two had finished some business at the palace that day and were on their way back to Qin Feng's newly acquired residence when, passing by the market, they unexpectedly saw the Third Young Master completely drunk.

Qin Feng and Qin Ni'er had already received news that the Third Young Master was alive.

Qin Feng, who was usually impassive, burst into three loud laughs upon hearing the news, then covered his face and wept for a while, almost rushing back to Xiaoyao Manor to see the Third Young Master. If he hadn't heard that the Third Young Master was coming to the capital, and that he had many important matters to attend to there, he probably would have left long ago.

Qin Ni'er, on the other hand, was overjoyed and wept. For three days in a row, she talked incoherently, sometimes laughing foolishly, sometimes sobbing softly, sometimes with a tender and sweet expression, and sometimes gritting her teeth, muttering that she wanted to cut the Third Young Master into a thousand pieces. Qin Da Shao was terrified, sighing that women's hearts were unfathomable. Luckily, he hadn't taken a sister, or he would have been driven crazy by her.

Today, upon seeing the Third Young Master, Qin Feng and Qin Ni'er were naturally overjoyed. However, Qin Ni'er was a master of poisons and had an extremely sensitive sense of smell. Seeing the Third Young Master fast asleep by the stinking ditch, his clothes disheveled, his face covered in dirt, and reeking of alcohol, she was immediately enraged. "

You brat, you came all the way to the capital and didn't come to see me. Instead, you went drinking and picking up girls, and now you're drunk like this. Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

With these thoughts in mind, Qin Ni'er stepped on the Third Young Master's face and held a sword to his neck.

However, when the Third Young Master awoke and leaped up, Qin Ni'er suddenly realized that her foot, which had been pressing against his face, had lost all strength. She cried out in surprise and fell backward as he lifted her up. Incredibly, the Third Young Master appeared beside her, caught her around the waist, quickly straightened her, and then held her tightly, planting a passionate kiss on her cheek.

Qin Ni'er was both ashamed and angry, yet a faint sense of anticipation lingered in her heart.

She hadn't seen the Third Young Master for three years, and had thought him dead. Now, he was suddenly alive and well before her, reeking of alcohol, his face covered in mud, offering her a deep, passionate kiss that almost melted her. For a moment, Qin Ni'er was stunned and speechless.

Her teeth had been pried open by the Third Young Master, and his tongue was teasingly sucking and licking her delicate tongue. The long-lost sensation returned to Qin Ni'er's body, making her weak all over, and her legs became wet!

Kissing in the street next to the busiest market in the capital was huge news. Immediately, someone whistled and shouted, "Come see the show!"

In a flash, a large crowd swarmed around them, pointing and whispering among themselves.

Qin Feng felt ignored from the start, and in his anger, he smiled and magically produced a wooden sign and a brush dipped in ink from his sleeve. He quickly wrote: "Live performance, fifty coins per person. Those who don't pay will be arrested and beaten for disturbing the peace!"

~Chapter Five, Section Three~

As soon as Qin Feng's sign was up, the crowd scattered.

Qin Feng didn't mind, walked over to the Third Young Master, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Um…busy!" the Third Young Master mumbled.

Qin Feng sighed at the wonders of the world; someone could actually talk while kissing! His tongue was clearly still inside the girl's mouth, sucking and swirling, yet words still escaped his lips.

Frustrated, the eldest young master slapped the third young master's shoulder. The third young master, still kissing, said, "Stop...stop it! You're not a kid anymore...don't you know that those who cause trouble should be castrated?"

Qin Feng sneered twice and said in a deep voice, "The laws of Qin state: those who commit adultery in the street are to be drowned in a pig cage!"

The third young master completely ignored Qin Feng's threat, savoring Qin Ni'er's long-lost tongue as he mumbled, "Don't think you're so great just because you're a spy...damn it, still a virgin at this age...not even a wife...of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring...making your parents worry about you, aren't you ashamed? Let me tell you, your brother already has a son...ah..."

The last sound was a scream.

Qin Ni'er, dazed by the third young master's kisses, had completely forgotten that they were kissing in the street. To the Third Young Master, kissing in the street was no big deal. In his previous life, it wasn't uncommon for people to run naked in the street, so what was a kiss? But Qin Ni'er, entirely because of the Third Young Master, forgot that the Qin Empire still had its own code of etiquette.

However, when the Third Young Master said, "We even have a son," Qin Ni'er suddenly realized what was happening. In a fit of anger, she bit the Third Young Master's tongue.

The Third Young Master released Qin Ni'er, covering his mouth and jumping around wildly, shouting, "Ni'er, what are you doing? Are you trying to murder your husband?"

"Murder my husband? Hmph..." Qin Ni'er sneered, and her hidden sword flashed as she placed it against the Third Young Master's neck. Although her flushed cheeks seemed incongruous with her cold laugh, there was still a hint of sneer in them. "You came to the capital and didn't even look for your elder brother, let alone me. What's even more outrageous is that you dared to go drinking and picking up girls, getting completely drunk and sleeping on the street! Now you even have a child! Tell me honestly, which brothel and which girl got this bastard? I'll chop her up with my sword, killing both of us!"

The Third Young Master's eyes widened, and he cried out in injustice, "My little darling, how can you wrong me like this? Am I that kind of person? I have so many girls at home, why would I need to go out drinking and sleeping with girls in brothels? Boss, you be the judge, do you think I'm that kind of person?"

The eldest young master looked at Qin Ni'er with utmost sincerity and said earnestly, "Ni'er, let me be fair. You don't believe my third brother, but don't you believe me? I swear to God, my third brother is a despicable, shameless, lewd, and utterly depraved person! No matter how beautiful the garden flower, it's never as fragrant as the wild one. Don't forget my third brother's profession—he's a womanizer! Visiting brothels and picking up girls is nothing compared to that! Just think about his character; what else wouldn't he do?"

The third young master immediately rolled his eyes. "Boss, you're deliberately retaliating! You're blaming me for only being intimate with Ni'er and not paying attention to you! Ni'er, you mustn't believe my brother! He's a hypocrite who appears loyal and refined, but is actually more venomous than a snake, all show and no substance!"

Young Master Qin snorted twice, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky. His handsome appearance and elegant demeanor surpassed even the Third Young Master's; his refined temperament and righteous aura were beyond doubt.

In contrast, the Third Young Master, looking disheveled and furious, was the typical face of a villain. Qin Ni'er naturally knew at a glance who to believe. Moreover, she had personally experienced the Third Young Master's shamelessness, and the taste of that "fragrant spray" was still fresh in her memory.

Poisonous Hand Bauhinia snorted coldly and said, "Enough nonsense! Brother Qin is honest and kind, and he never lies. Don't make things up and ruin Brother Qin's reputation! Come on, take me to see that girl who's carrying your child. I'd like to know who could make you so happy!"

The Third Young Master sighed helplessly and said, "Brother, we've been brothers for years... I never thought even you would betray me! Human relationships are so cold and fickle! Brother, I'll give you a warm hug now, how about you clear my name?"

Qin Feng snorted coldly and said, "Too late!" "Just take us to see that girl already! I'm your child's uncle, after all. I may be poor, but I can afford a meeting gift of a few hundred thousand taels of silver!"

The Third Young Master muttered under his breath, "A mere few hundred thousand taels of silver as a meeting gift? Damn, as the eldest son of the Qin family, you're too stingy..."

Qin Ni'er smiled sweetly and said, "You little lecher, my meeting gift is far more generous than Brother Qin's! Enough nonsense, just take us there!"

The two of them escorted the Third Young Master like a prisoner to find the so-called girl in the brothel.

The Third Young Master, with a cold sword pressed against his neck, sighed incessantly. Every time he encountered a squad of imperial guards, he would cry for help, but the guards, upon seeing the purple-gold waist badge hanging from Qin Feng's belt, all ignored him and avoided him from a distance. Some even bowed and saluted Qin Feng, making the Third Young Master lament the collusion between officials and the corruption of the bureaucracy.

"Brother, speaking of which, why didn't you wail a few times when you saw me, to show the deep bond between us brothers?" Third Young Master asked as he led Qin Feng toward the inn where Qiu Ruomei was staying.

"You little brat, you came back alive. I've already been more than merciful by not sending you back to the underworld. What more do you want from me? You're a social cancer that harms the people, corrupts social morals, and misleads young children. I should have killed you myself to rid the world of this scourge!"

Qin Feng sneered, mocking Third Young Master with the most vicious words. Who told you to forget your brothers for a pretty face? Who told you to disregard your elder brother? Do you know for whom I shed my first tear? Do you know the pain in my heart when I tossed and turned, thinking of our brotherhood? Do you know what my greatest wish has been these past three years? A family reunion, the three brothers enjoying the company of our parents, sharing the joys of family life. That's more important than anything else!

Young Master Feng was lost in thought, yet his expression remained completely unchanged. He had now reached the realm of "Heaven's Way is Formless," possessing complete control over his mind. Coupled with his naturally cold demeanor, concealing his emotions was a piece of cake.

However, Young Master Feng was unaware that the reason Third Young Master ignored him and passionately kissed Qin Ni'er was precisely because he feared he wouldn't be able to control his emotions and would burst into tears in the street when facing his elder brother.

How could he forget brotherly love? In every moment of crisis, wasn't it always his elder brother who stepped forward, drawing his sword to meet the enemy? You are cold-faced but warm-hearted; others may not know, but surely I, your younger brother, know it all?

Elder brother, having a family like you in this life is the greatest fortune of my life!

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Inside Lingnan Prefecture.

The sesame seed cake shop, scorching under the blazing sun, was also closed for business. Wang Mazi sat in the shop's main hall, his feet propped up on the table, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan in one hand and holding a bowl of cool tea in the other, humming a little tune with leisurely contentment.

In fact, since the rebel army entered the city, Wang Mazi had practically no business. Seven or eight out of ten houses in Lingnan Prefecture were empty, and those remaining were mostly poor men. Everyone had received the grain from the wealthy households, so who would bother buying sesame cakes? His sesame cake shop was essentially defunct.

However, Wang Mazi wasn't worried. He received a regular salary, and it was quite substantial. Despite his current impoverished appearance, he had saved over 100,000 taels of gold and silver, enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life in any prosperous provincial capital. If managed properly, his descendants would never lack money. Just as

Wang Mazi finished a bowl of cold tea and was about to pour himself another, a burly, mountain-like figure suddenly blocked the shop's entrance. The figure blocked the light, plunging the main hall into extreme darkness.

Wang Mazi, backlit, squinted at the figure and slowly said, "Sold out of pancakes, shop closed. Come early tomorrow if you want some."

The man turned and looked around, then said in a deep voice, "'Big Knife' Wang Wu?"

Wang Mazi's pupils suddenly contracted. The nickname "Big Knife" Wang Wu hadn't been mentioned for many years. Only the old brothers of Xiaoyao Manor knew this name.

"Who are you?" Wang Mazi remained seated, without any movement, but the hand holding the palm-leaf fan began to circulate his internal energy. With his powerful internal strength, the fan could cut a person in two!

"I am Qin Lei," the man said calmly.

Wang Mazi quickly thought of the name, then carefully examined the man for a moment. Suddenly, he jumped up, clasped his hands in a fist, and bowed deeply to Qin Lei, exclaiming, "So it's Second Young Master! Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize you."

Qin Lei chuckled and strode in, Hua Linglong following behind him.

Qin Lei helped Wang Mazi up, saying, "Please rise, no need for such formalities. It's been twelve years since you left Xiaoyao Manor. I was just a ten-year-old child then, and now I look completely different. How could you recognize me in such a hurry?"

Wang Mazi looked Qin Lei over carefully for a while and sighed, "Twelve years have passed, and you, Second Young Master, have become such a heroic figure. Who in the world doesn't know the might of the Mad Thunder Blade God? Three years ago at the martial arts tournament, your domineering blade swept across the land, your heroic spirit of wielding the blade and trampling blood was unmatched. Since the Second Young Master's domineering blade was unleashed, all the swordsmen in the world should have sheathed their blades and gone into seclusion! After hearing this news, I only hoped to witness the Second Young Master's prowess, and today my wish has finally come true!"

Qin Lei wasn't exactly shameless, but even he couldn't help but blush slightly after receiving such flattery, and chuckled. "Mr. Wang, you flatter me. I'm just strong and have brute force, nothing more. How could I be as powerful as you make me out to be? By the way, Mr. Wang, I have some important business to discuss with you."

Wang Mazi nodded, glanced at Hua Linglong behind the second young master, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes, and asked, "And this young lady is...?"

Qin Lei coughed and said, "This... cough, this is Miss Hua Linglong, she's my..."

Seeing Qin Lei stammering, Hua Linglong quickly interrupted, "I'm his wife!"

Wang Mazi immediately exclaimed, bowing deeply to Hua Linglong, saying, "I didn't know the young mistress was here, I was so disrespectful, please forgive me! The young mistress is more beautiful than a flower, a celestial being. It's my great fortune to have the honor of seeing her!"

Hua Linglong was extremely pleased by his flattery, especially the address of "Young Madam," which made her feel lightheaded. She immediately replied with a smug smile, "Mr. Wang, there's no need for such formality. Linglong can't accept it."

Qin Lei stared at Wang Mazi, thinking to himself that this man was incredibly shrewd and had a silver tongue; he was a natural at socializing. "I, Second Young Master Lei, am naturally clumsy with words," he thought. "If I had him by my side, he could help me greet guests and communicate with people, saving me a lot of trouble. Besides, his martial arts skills are extremely impressive; having him around wouldn't be a burden." Little

did Wang Mazi know what the Second Young Master was thinking. His silver tongue continued to shower Hua Linglong with flattery, a deluge of compliments. Hua Linglong laughed heartily, almost uttering her usual phrase from her days as the eldest daughter of the Hua family: "Someone, give them a reward!"

Of course, Qin Lei and Hua Linglong hadn't come here to listen to Wang Mazi's incessant flattery.

At that moment, Young Master Lei interrupted Wang Mazi's rambling flattery, saying, "Mr. Wang, I'm here today to investigate something. I've received information that the current garrison commander of Lingnan City may have ties to the Demonic Sect. Do you know anything about this?"

Once the topic turned to business, Wang Mazi seemed like a completely different person. He first closed the door, then led Qin Lei and Hua Linglong to a secluded room behind the main hall. After inviting Qin Lei and Hua Linglong to sit down, he lit an oil lamp and served cool tea before speaking seriously, "So that you may know, Young Master, I also suspect that the Lingnan City Garrison Commander, 'Blood Blade Without Trace' Lu Feiling, might be a member of the Demonic Sect's 'Blood Blade Hall.' And he's very likely an important figure in the 'Blood Blade Hall'!"

Qin Lei asked in a deep voice, "What evidence do you have?"

Wang Mazi said, "I once personally witnessed Lu Feiling in action. Although he didn't use the Demonic Sect's 'Blood Blade Hall'..." "His unique 'Bloodthirsty Demon Blade,' and he tried his best to conceal his swordsmanship, but I still saw the shadow of the 'Blood Blade Hall' swordsmanship. Furthermore, Lu Feiling's squad of fifty guards, each wielding a sword, their blood-red blades capable of extending two feet beyond the blade's edge, cutting iron and gold with ease—that's a skill no ordinary rebel army could possess! If only one or two people had this skill, it would be one thing, but fifty guards all possess it; besides the Blood Blade Hall of the Demonic Sect, I really can't think of anywhere else they could train so many swordsmen!"

Qin Lei nodded and said, "Although the evidence isn't conclusive, true skill can be forced out; we'll know once we test it. Mr. Wang, do you know the strength of the guards in Lu Feiling's residence? How long does it take for the city's garrison to reach the city garrison?"

Wang Mazi answered without hesitation, "Besides the fifty guards, the city garrison also has two hundred and forty Xiang Yu soldiers every day..." The soldiers were divided into three shifts to take turns guarding the city. The military camp was quite far from the city's garrison, and the soldiers of Xiang Yu's army stationed in Lingnan Prefecture were lax in their duties and slow to react. Moreover, there were less than five hundred cavalrymen

, so even if they received the signal, they wouldn't be able to arrive within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Qin Lei nodded and said, "Well, that's good. After killing Lu Feiling, we'll have enough time to retreat. Although there are only thirteen thousand of Xiang Yu's soldiers stationed in Lingnan Prefecture, I still can't kill them all. Mr. Wang, please prepare. Tonight, we'll go and kill Lu Feiling. Then you'll come back to Xiaoyao Manor with me. After we finish this, Xiaoyao Manor will be in Lingnan, and there will be no need for anyone to stay behind."

Wang Mazi nodded and replied, "Yes." Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said to Qin Lei, "Second Young Master, the Master sent a letter by carrier pigeon a few days ago, saying that Xiaoyao Manor has moved entirely." "If we move to the capital, we can't go back to Lingyun Mountain if we return to Xiaoyao Manor."

Qin Lei asked in surprise, "Move to the capital? Why?"

Wang Mazi said in astonishment, "This is all because of the Third Young Master. Does the Second Young Master not know that the Third Young Master has returned to the world unharmed?"

Qin Lei's hand trembled, and his whole body shook violently as if he had lost control. He stood up abruptly and exclaimed, "Is this true?"

Wang Mazi said, "This was mentioned by the Master in a letter to me. Does the Second Young Master really not know? The Third Young Master may have already arrived in the capital. The Master plans to take this opportunity to move Xiaoyao Manor to the capital, reunite with his uncle, and have another good fight with the Demonic Sect."

Qin Lei took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and slowly sat down, but his large hands, capable of moving mountains and seas, still trembled uncontrollably.

A pair of warm, soft hands suddenly reached out from the side and grasped Qin Lei's hand. Qin Lei's heart calmed down instantly, and he nodded and smiled at Hua Linglong.

Hua Linglong and Qin Lei exchanged a smile. This understanding woman, though sometimes a bit hot-tempered, had always been obedient to Qin Lei since they had been together. She had once said that Qin Lei was a great hero, and a great hero should have great courage; as his little woman, she naturally had to obey him in everything.

Although she didn't have a good impression of the Third Young Master, when she heard Lei mention that it was his words that prompted him to face his feelings for her head, she gradually developed a lot of goodwill towards him. Now, hearing that the Third Young Master had survived a near-death experience, she was also happy for Qin Lei.

"Good, Ah Ren is finally back alive. I always say good people don't live long, but evil ones live a thousand years. How could a villain like Ah Ren die so easily? Good, that's wonderful! The three of us brothers can finally reunite and do something great again! The third brother possesses the Demonic Eye of Asura, a destined warlord in this chaotic world. He once declared that he would also have a place in the grand scheme of conquering the world... Let this chaotic world that plagues the people end as soon as possible in the hands of the three of us brothers!"

~Chapter 5 Brothers, Section 4~

Night had fallen. As soon as night fell, the once lifeless Lingnan Prefecture suddenly became lively. The idle militiamen of Xiang Yu's army took advantage of the cool night to go out and have

some fun. The originally deserted Lingnan Prefecture regained some prosperity in the slightly cool night. Night food stalls began to open, and the casinos became lively.

Of course, the most profitable establishments were the brothels backed by Xiang Yu's army. The soldiers' paychecks were recouped through these entertainment venues.

It was at this time that Qin Lei, Hua Linglong, and Wang Mazi left the pancake shop and stealthily made their way to the city magistrate's mansion.

The bustling night market could mask the noise of a murder. The rebel soldiers, whether drunk, gambling, or exhausted from whoring, wouldn't notice anything else. Killing someone at this time was safer than in the dead of night.

The three of them moved swiftly across the rooftops without alerting anyone. The rebels were mostly poor people, unfamiliar with the agile techniques of martial arts practitioners. Even the most skilled and valiant soldiers couldn't detect the martial arts masters using their skills under the cover of darkness.

After a short while, the three of them arrived at the city magistrate's mansion.

The vast city magistrate's mansion was brightly lit, and beyond the high red walls, the buildings inside could be seen.

The sounds of stringed instruments drifted on the breeze, interspersed with the boisterous laughter of men and the sweet whispers of women.

Only two sentries stood guard at the mansion's main gate, but the possibility of hidden sentries lurking in the shadows couldn't be ruled out. However, these sentries were utterly insignificant to Qin Lei and his companions.

Lying on the roof of a house opposite the city garrison, Qin Lei frowned and whispered, "The great cause hasn't been accomplished yet, and they've already started indulging in pleasure. It seems Xiang Yu's army needs a serious overhaul of its discipline!"

Wang Mazi, carrying a 66-pound purple-gold fish-scale broadsword, lay beside Qin Lei and whispered, "There are quite a few capable leaders in Xiang Yu's army, and many good generals who share weal and woe with their soldiers. This Lu Feiling is probably the most corrupt one in Xiang Yu's army. It's said that after capturing Lingnan Prefecture, he abducted a full 128 beautiful young women from wealthy families for his own and his close subordinates' pleasure. Just for that, even if he's not a member of the Demonic Sect, he should be dead."

Hua Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "I really don't know what Xiang Qi wants to achieve by starting a rebellion. If he just wants to become emperor and continue to exploit the people, then this rebellion is better left undone. In the end, the people will all be left with nothing. One landlord is killed, and another one comes along."

Qin Lei nodded and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. The common people support the rebel army probably because they hope the new emperor won't be as cruel as the First Emperor! After all, under a more lenient emperor, the common people have more hope for the future. Besides, the rebel army is currently only harming the wealthy families, not the common people yet, so naturally, the people believe the rebel army is on their side."

Wang Mazi said, "Second Young Master is right. It's like being a beast of burden. If you have a tyrannical master who whips you all the time, you won't be happy. But if you have a more lenient master who rarely whips you, you'll still work hard, but you'll be more at ease."

Qin Lei chuckled, "That's a very apt analogy. Alright, the sound and the strongest light are coming from the second floor of the main building of the city garrison. Now we can confirm that Lu Feiling should be..." "There it is."

Hua Linglong nodded. "It should be right. There's no reason for Lu Feiling not to be present at a banquet in the city magistrate's mansion. Brother Lei, let's just rush in."

Wang Mazi's expression was somewhat strange. He said, "Young Madam, you'd better not go. I'll go with the Second Young Master."

Hua Linglong said with displeasure, "What do you mean? Do you doubt my martial arts?"

Wang Mazi hurriedly said, "Of course I didn't mean that. The lightness skill you just displayed is many times better than mine. Your martial arts are naturally superior to mine. It's just... it's just that Lu Feiling, cough... whenever he holds a banquet, he summons the women he has abducted and makes them dance naked. Then the guests can choose any of them and have sex with them on the spot... um, that. That scene is really too filthy and obscene. I'm afraid it will offend Young Madam's eyes..."

Although Wang Mazi spoke cryptically, how could Hua Linglong not know what he meant? Her face flushed crimson, and she spat, "Shameless! For these actions alone, Lu Feiling deserves to die ten thousand times over!"

Qin Lei thought for a moment and advised, "Linglong, you should stay here. Lu Feiling is nothing; even if he's the leader of the 'Blood Blade Hall,' he can't withstand a single blow from me. As for those fifty guards, they won't be long before we wipe them out. You can stay here and hold off our reinforcements, okay?"

Hua Linglong nodded. After hearing what Wang Mazi said, she really didn't want to go into the city garrison. It was better not to see such a filthy scene.

At that moment, Young Master Lei and Wang Mazi stood up, gathered their strength, and leaped towards the city magistrate's mansion. Hua Linglong reminded them, "Brother Lei, be careful!"

Qin Lei laughed and said, "Don't worry, those petty thieves are no match for my blade!"

He didn't lower his voice; he spoke loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he had already leaped over the city magistrate's mansion's courtyard wall, only five zhang away from the main building!

Wang Mazi was only about three zhang behind Qin Lei, his lightness skill was also quite good.

Qin Lei cultivated the domineering way; his lightness skill was not as unrestrained as Qin Feng's, nor as graceful as the Third Young Master's. When he used his full strength in his movement technique, he broke through the air like a fierce thunderbolt, his burly body constantly producing thunderous roars as it pushed through the air!

The deafening roar had alerted the experts in the city garrison the moment he set out. After he uttered those words, the guards swarmed to the front yard like a swarm of bees, shouting, "Who dares to come to the city garrison to ask for wildfire? Don't they want to live?"

Seeing over a hundred men rush out of the front yard, Wang Mazi knew that all the city garrison guards had arrived, along with about twenty of Lu Feiling's personal guards. He immediately said to Qin Lei, "Second Young Master, leave these men to me. You just go and kill Lu Feiling!"

As he spoke, he slid down towards the ground, his purple-gold fish-scale blade slashing down, the chilling blade energy enveloping an area of two zhang in radius, shredding more than ten guards on the ground into mincemeat!

Qin Lei nodded, and with a swift, powerful strike of his lightning-fast blade, he aimed at the second floor of the main building from a distance of about three zhang (approximately 10 meters). A gleaming blade flashed, striking the wall directly in front of him like lightning. With a deafening roar, the wall shattered, revealing a scene of utter debauchery in the second-floor lobby.

Dozens of naked women were dancing an extremely lewd dance in the thickly carpeted lobby. Nearly half of the guests around them were also naked from the waist down, each embracing a naked woman and thrusting against her. Other guests, dressed neatly and sitting upright, had women between their legs, constantly sucking and swallowing.

The lobby was filled with lewd sounds and whispers, but after Qin Lei shattered the wall, everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the broken wall.

Qin Lei had already burst through the hole in the wall, his long sword held horizontally to his shoulder. He strode onto the carpet and roared in a thunderous voice, "Lu Feiling, I've come to take your dog's life!"

The dancing women froze for a moment, then screamed in panic and scattered in all directions. The guests who had been indulging in sensual pleasure were also terrified, and more than half of them fled in terror. In an instant, the hall was in chaos, and in no time, only about thirty people remained.

Among them, sitting at the head of the table, holding a wine cup in one hand and grabbing the hair of the girl between his legs with the other, his eyes closed and a look of ecstasy on his face, was none other than Lu Feiling. The other thirty were Lu Feiling's bodyguards. They had also been enjoying themselves, but now they all pushed away the women beside them, fastened their belts, and drew their swords.

Lu Feiling paid no attention to Qin Lei and continued to enjoy the girl's warm lips and tongue. Seeing Lu Feiling's arrogance, Qin Lei snorted coldly and said, "Lu Feiling, your death is near!"

Lu Feiling snorted and said, "Faster... harder... yes, like that, with your tongue... good, not bad... kill him... good..."

Thirty guards grinned sinisterly and rushed towards Qin Lei, their long swords unleashing an attack simultaneously. Thirty blood-red sword beams, each two feet long, slashed through the air towards Qin Lei.

Qin Lei snorted coldly, gripped his sword with both hands, and swiftly slashed horizontally. The bright sword beams transformed into an endless expanse, filling the entire hall.

The sword beams swept past the bodies of the thirty guards, and their forward momentum suddenly halted. The sword beams, still carrying momentum, rushed towards Lu Feiling like lightning. A cold light flashed in Lu Feiling's slightly closed eyes. He swiftly grabbed a long sword from under the table, blocked it horizontally, and with a crisp clang, the long sword broke in two.

"Sizzle, sizzle..." A series of blood spurting sounds rang out as the heads of the thirty guards flew off simultaneously. The thirty headless corpses fell limply, their blood quickly soaking the carpet.

Lu Feiling's pupils suddenly contracted, and he said in a hoarse voice, "The Mad Thunder Blade God?"

Qin Lei nodded and said, "Are you from the Demonic Sect's 'Blood Blade Hall'?"

Lu Feiling replied, "The 'Blood Blade Hall' leader."

Qin Lei sneered, "I didn't expect to get such a good deal this time." With that, he held his long sword horizontally over his shoulder and turned to leave. Lu Feiling

watched Qin Lei leave, his pupils gradually dilating, a thin line of blood slowly seeping from his neck.

"Sizzle..." After Qin Lei's figure disappeared, Lu Feiling's head also flew high into the air, the blood spurting from his neck splattering all over the face and head of the girl between his legs. The girl cried out in alarm, her teeth clenching, and with a snap, she bit off Lu Feiling's penis at the root. However, Lu Feiling could no longer feel the pain.

Qin Lei leaped into the courtyard from downstairs. By then, Wang Mazi, wielding a large sword, had already slaughtered over fifty guards, including nearly ten members of the Blood Blade Hall.

Seeing Wang Mazi's powerful and unrestrained swordsmanship, Qin Lei nodded inwardly, thinking to himself, "This is the true power of 'Great Sword' Wang Dao in his prime."

Unwilling to linger, Qin Lei noticed that the city guards had already sent out smoke signals for reinforcements as they entered. Qin

Lei immediately charged into the crowd, joining forces with Wang Mazi in a fierce battle. In no time, the remaining forty-odd men lay dead in pools of blood, and the demonic sect swordsmen were all wiped out. Qin

Lei surveyed the surroundings, listening to the sounds and confirming there were no more experts in the mansion, then said to Wang Mazi, "Let's go!"

The two immediately leaped into the air, lightly touching the courtyard wall, and soared towards the rooftop where Hua Linglong was crouching.

Seeing them return, Hua Linglong asked, "How did things go?"

Qin Lei, carrying a sword in one hand and holding Hua Linglong's hand in the other, said, "Lu Feiling is the leader of the Blood Blade Hall, but he was too arrogant and underestimated his opponent. He didn't know my identity at first and couldn't even withstand half a move from me. Now, the experts in the city garrison have been wiped out by Mr. Wang and me, but Xiang Yu's reinforcements are arriving soon. We'll leave the city tonight to avoid more trouble after martial law is declared tomorrow."

The three of them then swiftly traversed the rooftops, heading towards the north city gate.

On the way, Hua Linglong asked Qin Lei, "Brother Lei, where are we going next?"

Qin Lei gazed northwards, his eyes seeming to traverse mountains and rivers, seeing a place where dragons and tigers meet, and said in a deep voice, "To the capital!"

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Let's rewind to that afternoon.

Meanwhile, the Third Young Master was being escorted to the inn by Qin Ni'er and Qin Feng. Along the way, Qin Ni'er constantly mocked him, while Qin Feng chimed in coldly, leaving the Third Young Master both amused and exasperated, sighing with indignation.

Finally arriving at the inn, under the strange gazes of the guests, innkeeper, and waiters, the Third Young Master reluctantly led them to the second-floor guest room area. He slowly made his way to the door of the most luxurious room, saying, "It's here."

Qin Ni'er's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she angrily exclaimed, "So! You dare bring a woman from a brothel to the inn to keep as a mistress!"

The Third Young Master said helplessly, "Big sister, when did I ever say my woman was from a brothel? Her background is perfectly clean! Alright, put the sword away, don't scare the baby later… Hmm, big brother, prepare your gift. Do you have any red paper? If not, I'll go find some for you." "Giving a red envelope without red paper is so embarrassing, isn't it? Oh, and you also need to prepare a gift for your sister-in-law. I'm not asking for much, just two million taels of silver! As the eldest uncle, you can't be stingy, can you?"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Third brother, you might as well sell me."

The third young master said disdainfully, "How much are you worth? Sell me to a human flesh bun shop, I'd be lucky to get ten taels of silver."

Just then, the door creaked open, and Qiu Ruomei's voice came from the crack in the door: "Aren, are you back? Did you have any guests with you?"

Qin Nier grinned and said, "Well, the harlot has shown herself! Take this!" With that, she thrust her sword towards the crack in the door.

The third young master didn't expect Qin Nier to kill without saying a word, and it was too late to stop her. The venomous sword light was already heading towards the face of the baby Qiu Ruomei was holding!

~Chapter Six: Those Flowers, Section One~

The sword light flashed out, almost instantly reaching the baby's brow.

Qin Baobao, nestled in his mother's arms, was happily preparing to greet his handsome father. He didn't yet understand what a sword was. Facing that star-like sword light, the baby showed no fear, his little face full of sweet smiles.

Qiu Ruomei, however, instantly changed her expression, turning to the side at top speed, trying to block the sword with her own body!

But at such close range, with such a fast sword, Qiu Ruomei couldn't even turn around!

In this critical moment, an invisible, inaudible sword aura, only perceptible by the flow of qi, suddenly formed beside Qin Ni'er's sword. That sword aura seemed to come from the void; no one knew how it formed. Space and time seemed unable to restrain that sword aura; it seemed to have been waiting there since time immemorial, waiting for the moment Qin Ni'er's sword would strike!

With a resounding clang, like a dragon's roar, Qin Ni'er's sword was deflected by the sword energy, losing its aim and piercing the door panel with a whoosh, shattering it to pieces. Qiu Ruomei, carrying the baby, retreated rapidly, shouting fiercely, "Aren, kill this wicked woman for me!" Qin

Ni'er, whose sleeve sword had been deflected by the sword energy, was still stunned when the Third Young Master shouted gravely, "'The Immortal-Slaying Sword'? Everyone be on guard! Ximen Wudi is nearby!"

He flew to Qiu Ruomei's side, assuming a defensive stance, and even in his haste, turned back to ask, "Is the baby alright?"

Qiu Ruomei gritted her teeth and said coldly, "If anything were wrong, wouldn't I be fighting this wicked woman to the death right now?" " Ah Ren, I can let anyone bully me, but anyone who dares to harm Bao Bao, I'll fight to the death to get justice! If you don't want to kill that woman, I'll kill her myself!"

The Third Young Master said urgently, "Don't act rashly! Sister Mei, you haven't witnessed Ximen Wudi's martial arts. At this critical moment, we mustn't lose our composure! Boss, what are you waiting for? Come quickly and help me protect your nephew! Ni'er, I'll settle this score with you later. Now hurry up and come over. Blocking the gate is trying to give Ximen Wudi..." "Are you using Men Wudi as a live target or what?"

Seeing the Third Young Master and Qiu Ruomei looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Qin Feng coughed and said, "Third Brother, that sword energy just now, I released it."

The Third Young Master was stunned, and said incredulously, "You released it?"

Qin Feng nodded honestly, "It was me."

The Third Young Master breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his stance, patted his chest, stuck out his tongue, and said, "What are you doing? You didn't even say hello, you really scared me to death. Boss, your kung fu has improved a lot! Just now..." " The sword energy is exactly the same as the 'Immortal Execution Sword'! Come in and talk, both of you, don't block the corridor!"

Qin Feng walked slowly into the room with his hands behind his back, saying as he went, "In that situation just now, was there time to greet him? My sword energy is far inferior to the 'Immortal Execution Sword.' The 'Immortal Execution Sword' is completely untraceable, while my sword energy can be sensed by the aura. The superiority of one over the other is very clear."

Qin Ni'er followed behind Qin Feng, sheathed her sleeve sword, and walked into the room with her head down.

Just now, she was also angry and really thought that the Third Young Master had a child with a girl from a brothel and brought her back to the inn to keep her. But after the sword was drawn, she saw Qin Baobao. Judging from Qin Baobao's appearance, she was obviously already two or three years old.

At that moment, Qin Ni'er knew that something was wrong. She had already learned from Qin Xiaoyao's letter that the Third Young Master had spent the past three years with Ye Yingxue at the bottom of the cliff, and it was impossible for him to have a child with a girl from a brothel.

The beautiful woman before her looked completely unfamiliar, yet she carried such a large child. There was only one explanation: this woman was the Third Young Master's old flame before his fall from the cliff, and she was already pregnant before the fall.

Although Qin Ni'er had quickly grasped the situation, her swordsmanship wasn't yet fully developed; she could unleash her attack but couldn't retract it. Even if she wanted to regret it, it was too late. If it weren't for Qin Feng's omnipresent "Heavenly Dao Formless" sword, her strike might have been a grave mistake!

Therefore, Qin Ni'er was too ashamed to face the Third Young Master and Qiu Ruomei now, and could only obediently lower her head, awaiting the Third Young Master's reprimand and Qiu Ruomei's scolding.

"But that baby is so beautiful. I wish I could have one myself," Qin Ni'er thought.

After Qin Feng and Qin Ni'er entered the house, the Third Young Master introduced them: "Ruomei, this is my eldest brother, Qin Feng, formerly known as 'Star River Sword Saint,' now nicknamed 'Heavenly Sword.' Brother, this is my wife, Qiu Ruomei, and this little one is my son, Qin Baobao."

Qiu Ruomei was extremely angry, but she still had to give her eldest brother, the Third Young Master, face. After all, the name "Heavenly Sword" was now renowned throughout the martial arts world, and Baobao was fortunate to have such an uncle. Holding Baobao, she bowed to Qin Feng and smiled, saying, "Ruomei greets Uncle. Baobao, quickly call him Uncle."

The Third Young Master added, "Call him the coolest Uncle."

Baobao giggled and sweetly said, "The coolest Uncle~~"

Qin Feng chuckled. He was very pleased with Qiu Ruomei's beauty and her seemingly simple and polite demeanor, and he was even more pleased with his nephew Qin Baobao's well-behaved nature. He nodded with great poise and said, "Greetings, sister-in-law! Greetings, nephew! Here, a small token, for you to buy some jewelry and for Baobao some new clothes..."

As he spoke, Qin Feng pulled out a stack of silver notes and stuffed them into Qiu Ruomei's hand.

Qiu Ruomei glanced at the stack of silver notes out of the corner of her eye; each note was worth ten thousand taels, and she was immediately startled. She had never seen so much money in her life. Although she knew the Third Young Master's family was extremely wealthy, the fact that her uncle had given her a thick stack of silver notes worth ten thousand taels each was truly astonishing. She immediately said, "Such a generous gift, how can I accept it? Please take it back, Uncle..."

But the Third Young Master snatched the silver notes away without any politeness, weighed them in his hand, and said with a sneer, "What generous gift? It's just one million three hundred and seventy thousand taels of silver notes. Sister Mei, here, take it. Consider it pocket money for you and the baby. If it's not enough, ask the eldest brother. You don't know, the eldest brother received one million taels of silver in red envelopes when he held his baby's full-month celebration. Every year on his birthday, he'll receive at least five hundred thousand taels of silver in red envelopes, and his New Year's money is usually fifty thousand taels of gold. He doesn't have any bad habits; he never smokes and doesn't gamble." "You can't even go to brothels, and at your age you don't even have a lover. You have so much money you don't know what to do with it all, so you've saved it all up. I'm thinking, if you converted all of your private assets into silver, it would be at least tens of millions of taels, right?"

Qin Feng said coldly, "Do you think Ah Lei and I are like you? Your parents give you money and tell you to keep it for yourself, but every year Ah Lei and I get our red envelopes and New Year's money, and they're confiscated by our parents

as soon as we get them. This little bit of money, I had to squeeze it out from between my teeth!" The Third Young Master pretended not to hear, and seeing that Qiu Ruomei didn't dare to take the huge sum of money, he stuffed it haphazardly into his arms, and then said coldly to Qin Ni'er, "Ni'er, come here."

Qin Ni'er was startled. When had the Third Young Master ever spoken so coldly? Reluctantly, she walked up to the Third Young Master, secretly glancing at him. She saw that his face was icy cold, like a judge in a temple. Her heart skipped a beat, and in a moment of inspiration, she decided to strike first.

"Sister Mei, I...I was wrong..." Qin Ni'er choked out, raising her head to look at Qiu Ruomei with a pitiful expression, tears welling in her eyes. "I...I didn't mean to. I didn't know you were holding the baby when you opened the door...I thought the person living in this house was Ah Ren's lover from the brothel. Ah Ren is naturally promiscuous, and I was afraid he would go astray...Sister Mei, I'll never do it again...I'm sorry, I'm sorry to the baby..." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Third Young Master: "Oh yeah, 'promiscuous' is a bad word. Ni'er, you need to study hard."

Eldest Young Master: "Hmm, not bad, 'promiscuous' is a good word, very apt."

Third Young Master: "Really? Eldest, it seems you need to study more too. All you do is brandish knives and sticks, are you going to become illiterate?"

Although Qiu Ruomei was stubborn, she had a compassionate heart. If Qin Ni'er had stabbed her, she wouldn't have been so angry. She was angry because Qin Ni'er had actually stabbed the baby.

But now, seeing Qin Ni'er's tears streaming down her face, looking so pitiful, all her anger seemed to be extinguished by the tears, and her heart softened. She sighed and said, "Forget it, at least the baby is alright, so this isn't your fault. Of course, I know Ah Ren's character, and you're also a poor soul who has suffered at Ah Ren's hands. You were just trying to prevent Ah Ren from going astray, but you meant well and ended up doing something wrong. You must never be so reckless again."

Third Young Master: "Heavens... this world is so dark! Why does everyone say such things about me? Am I really so hopelessly evil? Let me die, let me die, I'm going to jump off a building, don't stop me..." Eldest

Young Master: "No need to jump off a building, you won't die from the fall. I have a sword here, come on, slit your throat. Before you die, take all your valuables..." "Give me, and the silver notes..."

Qin Ni'er nodded repeatedly, blinking her teary eyes, and said, "Sister Mei, I will never again draw my sword recklessly without reason. Believe me, I will start anew. But Ah Ren hates me to death, what if he hits me?"

Qiu Ruomei smiled and said, "I know Ah Ren likes to hit women. But it's alright, with me here, Ah Ren will never be able to touch a hair on your head."

Third Young Master: "Hey, hey, hey, Sister Mei, you have to speak from your conscience. When have I ever liked to hit women? Who in the martial world doesn't know that I, the Third Young Master, am the most tender-hearted

towards women..." Qiu Ruomei sneered: "In a small town in Jiangnan, at the Four Seas Restaurant." The Third Young Master, having just realized he could control everything, struck Qiu Ruomei half to death with one palm. Fortunately, a Resurrection Pill saved Qiu Ruomei's life. The crime of hitting a woman was now firmly established in Qiu Ruomei's eyes.

Qin Ni'er replied, "In the City of Ten Thousand Flowers, one ejaculates a thousand miles." In the City of Ten Thousand Flowers in Jiangnan, Lianzhou's mansion had two women in succession, and his ejaculation was so intense that he remained undefeated in the bridal chamber. However, the talk of cherishing and protecting women was no longer relevant.

The Third Young Master knew this perfectly well. He hung his head, walked to the corner of the wall, and squatted down in shame, facing the corner with his head in his hands.

"Damn it, Sister Mei just told me to kill Ni'er, how come she's now on the same side as Ni'er? Damn it, Ni'er's acting skills... are almost on par with mine! Sister Mei is honest and kind, she fooled me! Fine, fine, Ni'er, let's see how I deal with you tonight!"

Qin Feng laughed, seeing that the storm had passed, "Alright, you two shouldn't blame Aren anymore. Aren isn't entirely bad, he can still be redeemed! If we all offer a little love, I believe Aren will turn over a new leaf. Yes, that's it. Sister-in-law, Aren, you should cancel your stay at this inn and come back to the new house I bought with me. It's a bit quiet now, but it will be lively again after Father and Mother arrive."

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In Tianjing City, the city was already ablaze with lights.

The city was extremely prosperous after nightfall, with lights everywhere as bright as day.

The majority of the residents of the capital were high-ranking officials and wealthy people. At dusk, these nobles would begin the most extravagant part of their day, indulging in pleasure.

The capital was also very safe, with the Imperial Guards patrolling day and night. Except in some areas where the poor lived, there were almost no unemployed people in the capital.

Xuanwu Street in the capital was the residence of the city's major merchants and the wealthiest people in the country. Like Zhuque Street, the daily patrols of Xuanwu Street were carried out by the Imperial Guards, a force even higher than the Imperial Guards.

Qin Feng's mansion was located on

Xuanwu Street. The mansion was like a vast garden, originally the residence of a top-tier tycoon, a jewelry merchant. Later, the jewelry merchant donated money to obtain an official position and moved to Baihu Street, adjacent to Zhuque Street, where court officials also resided. Qin Feng then acquired this mansion as the residence for the members of Xiaoyao Manor after they moved to the capital.

There are now only fourteen people living in this house: the three young brothers, Qiu Ruomei, Qin Ni'er, Qin Baobao, and nine hired servants.

Qin Ni'er, who had spent the entire night teasing Baobao, completely winning him over with sweet words and flattery, was now preparing to take a bath in her room.

Behind the screen, a large bathtub was filled with perfectly warm water, with flower petals floating on the surface. Qin Ni'er took off her clothes, casually hanging them on the screen, gently touched the warm water, parted the petals, and prepared to step into the tub. The

rising steam made the entire room look like a fairyland, and the naked beauty preparing to bathe was breathtaking.

Qin Ni'er's snow-white, rounded legs slowly immersed in the water; she let out a soft moan of comfort, then slowly lay down in the water.

Suddenly, her face changed! A warm, hard object pierced her secret place the instant she lay down in the water!

~Chapter Six, Section Two~

No one could describe the accuracy and speed of that stab, nor could anyone describe how suddenly it came!

That warm, hard object, like a nightmare from the void, or a demonic root from the deepest hell, unexpectedly breached Qin Ni'er's defenses from below, instantly penetrating to the very core!

Qin Ni'er's flower garden was suddenly filled with the hard object, and an electric shock-like, tingling, numb sensation immediately spread from her flower garden throughout her body. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her limbs becoming weak for a moment, almost collapsing into the bathtub.

Although her body reacted so badly, her mind remained clear. She realized that she had been ambushed by the lecherous thief lurking in the bathtub, her body had been conquered!

But she was unwilling to submit so easily. Taking a deep breath, she shouted, and her jade hands pushed back violently, her fingers emitting wisps of purple mist, staining the water beside her fingers a deep purple!

Qin Ni'er's ultimate killing technique, "Poisonous Hand Heavenly Net," was unleashed at full power!

But just as her hand was halfway out, a large palm pressed against her back, and a gentle yet surging internal force flowed into her body. Wherever the internal force passed, her meridians were completely restrained, and her own power was completely dissipated, making it impossible for her to circulate any internal force!

Qin Ni'er grunted and angrily said, "It's no use you restraining me! I've already planted thirteen kinds of poison in the water. In no time, you will die from festering sores all over your body! You lecherous thief, you defiled my body, I will whip your corpse for three years after you die to vent my anger!"

With a splash, the person lurking in the water sat up, and a pair of large hands covered her firm breasts, beginning to knead and tease them, while muttering, "I am immune to all poisons."

As he spoke, the person hugged Qin Ni'er, his waist began to thrust, and his weapon began to enter and exit Qin Ni'er's flower garden.

Qin Ni'er's mind went blank, and she felt utterly hopeless.

Her body was restrained, and she could not move at all. Her current position was that of sitting on the man with her back to him, her legs crossed over his. Her lower body had been completely taken over, and her upper body was being roughly groped. She had no chance to resist. Yet, her

body's reactions only added to Qin Ni'er's shame. Tidal waves of pleasure surged through her, filling her entire body with that long-lost sensation. Her body trembled slightly, her breathing became increasingly rapid, and if she hadn't clenched her teeth so tightly, she probably would have groaned.

"Call for help! Why don't you call for help to save you?" the man continued. "Hmm, to be able to get your hands on the woman of the Qin family's third young master is truly a stroke of luck! Tsk tsk, so tight and soft, with such a strong body reaction, and firm, elastic breasts. Looks like you and that Qin family's third young master haven't had much fun, have you?" Qin

Ni'er was so angry she almost fainted. Call for help? Her body was now subdued, and she had no strength left. Even if she shouted, she would only make a faint sound—what difference would that be from moaning in bed? Didn't you see she couldn't even turn her neck, couldn't even peek at the face of the person behind her?

Although she was being raped, although her body was reacting naturally, remaining silent was her last act of resistance!

The man's thrusts weren't just a reckless acceleration, but rather a practiced, nine-shallow-one-deep technique, occasionally circling the entrance before plunging in deeply. Each deep thrust felt like it reached the very depths of Qin Ni'er's soul, making her almost feel like she was flying away. In a hazy, dreamlike state

, Qin Ni'er truly felt the pain of her body betraying her mind. Life has many helpless moments, but the body being out of control of the mind is the most painful.

"You... have defiled me. Even if I can't kill you today, one day... I will take your life!" Qin Ni'er suppressed the urge to groan and said coldly at the top of her lungs.

The man chuckled and said in a low voice, "What good would killing me do? You've already been taken by me. How will you face the Third Young Master of the Qin family afterward? Wouldn't it be better to just submit to me and become my lover?"

Qin Ni'er snorted and said, "Don't even think about it! Although I, Qin Ni'er, am not a pedantic woman, I still understand the meaning of loyalty. The Third Young Master is my first man, and I should be his woman for life! You used tricks to take my body, so I will have no face to see the Third Young Master in the future. After killing you, I will not live on!"

The man laughed and said, "Your words sound like you're going to commit suicide for love. Hmm, if that's the case, then I'll let you see what I look like clearly, so it will be easier for you to kill me in the future."

As he spoke, he placed a hand on her neck, and with his inner force, Qin Ni'er felt her neck regain its ability to turn. She quickly turned her head and saw a smiling, sly face immediately come into view.

Qin Ni'er felt both ashamed and angry. She wanted to curse, but tears streamed down her face as she sobbed, "You just know how to bully people..."

Who else could it be but the Third Young Master? Not only was the Third Young Master immune to all poisons, but only he possessed such lightness skills that he could sneak into Qin Ni'er's room, lie in her bathtub, and hide underwater without being discovered. Of course, only the Third Young Master would be so bored as to do such a prank.

The Third Young Master chuckled, continuing his actions while saying, "This is punishment for what you did to me, the baby, and Sister Mei today! Don't think you're safe just because Sister Mei is protecting you. I still have to punish you, otherwise how can I be the head of the family? But your promise of 'remaining faithful to one' really moved me! Ni'er, true feelings are revealed in times of crisis, and I will never let you down!"

Qin Ni'er sobbed, "That sounds nice, but you shouldn't... you shouldn't have tormented me like this... Do you know, I even felt like dying... Hmm... Ah... Hurry... Let me go, I want to hold you..."

By the end, Qin Ni'er's voice had turned into soft moans. Seeing that the one attacking her was the Third Young Master, she naturally let go and enjoyed herself to the fullest.

Moreover... this kind of rape game was quite exciting for her. The feeling of being torn between hope and fear, of suppressing her emotions and then suddenly exploding, made her feel like she was in heaven, incredibly happy.

After the Third Young Master untied her, she immediately took the initiative, pushing him down into the water, straddling him, panting, and saying fiercely, "My turn! Lie down and don't move... um..."

Qin Ni'er twisted her waist wildly on the Third Young Master, creating a loud splash and deafening screams.

Not far from Qin Ni'er's room, in Qiu Ruomei's room, Qiu Ruomei covered her baby's ears, muttering to herself, "How can they all be so crazy? Aren't they afraid of corrupting the baby!" Qin Feng

, who was meditating and practicing in his room, was agitated by the screams, unable to concentrate. In a fit of anger, he rushed out of the window in his pajamas, jumped into the yard, and howled, "Quiet down! Can't a person rest? If you make any more noise, I'll catch dozens of sows and throw them into your room, let's see who screams the loudest!"

The screams not only did not subside, but became even more unrestrained and arrogant...

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A thief knows the season, and that night he was in heat. Silently, the night crept in, the flowers were picked without a sound…

In the deep of night, the prosperous capital city of Tianjing gradually fell silent.

On Zhuque Street, at the residence of Duke Song Wu, almost all the lights inside were extinguished, except for two large lanterns still burning at the gate.

There were few guards inside the Song residence; to be precise, there were none.

Besides the servants and maids, only Song Wu's family and the Five Friends of Lingnan remained.

Despite the lack of guards, no one dared to approach the Song residence to solicit bribes. The name of Song Wu, the former number one general in the land, still carried considerable weight.

Furthermore, with the Five Friends of Lingnan also residing there, those capable of silently infiltrating the Song residence to do something shady were few and far between.

However, few did not mean none. Right now, there is a person who is not afraid of Song Wu's reputation and has unparalleled lightness skills that even Song Wu and Lingnan Wuyou cannot detect. Under the cover of the night, he silently sneaks into Zhuque Street and heads towards Song Wu's residence.

Song Qing was tossing and turning in her boudoir, unable to sleep.

"Sigh, Father treated him so well today, I wonder if he'll ever come back," she thought, her mind filled with the image of the Third Young Master, his voice and smile, and his graying hair. "I never imagined he'd be such a handsome man when he groomed himself. Sigh, what's the use of being handsome? In my past life, I always dreamed of being a hero, but heroes couldn't survive in that era. There are no heroes in reality, and people don't need them; they only need money. But now that I've been reborn into this era of heroes, my ideal man should be a towering, unparalleled hero. But him… can he be a hero with that kind of appearance?"

Lost in thought, she was suddenly knocked on the window facing the balcony.

Startled, Song Qing whispered, "Who is it?"

The person outside whispered back, "Miss… I… I want to… kidnap… kidnap some beauty!"

Song Qing chuckled, knowing it was the Third Young Master. "Alright, stop teasing me, I'll open the window for you right away." Saying this, he put on a coat, slipped on his shoes, walked to the window, opened it, and the Third Young Master immediately leaped in through the window.

"How did you get in?" Song Qing asked, helping the Third Young Master sit down and pouring him some tea.

The Third Young Master grinned and said, "I walked in." As he spoke, he slyly sized up Song Qing.

The room was dark, but with the Third Young Master's current level of skill, even in complete darkness he could see clearly, let alone tonight with moonlight streaming through the window paper.

Song Qing wore a long robe over a single undergarment, revealing her snow-white shoulders and a large expanse of white chest muscle, with a hint of deep cleavage. Half of her thighs were exposed, her calves completely bare; her skin was truly snow-white and smooth, crystal clear like jade, without a single pore visible.

Such beauty made the Third Young Master feel refreshed and invigorated.

Song Qingqi said, "You walked in? How is that possible? My father and five uncles are all top-tier martial arts masters; not even a falling leaf or a flower within a twenty-foot radius can escape their ears. How could you just walk in like that without them noticing?"

The Third Young Master nodded and said, "In this world, if I were to deliberately hide, there might only be one person who could find my trail. I possess unparalleled martial arts skills, you know!"

Song Qingqi nodded somewhat doubtfully. Although she didn't know much about martial arts, the Third Young Master was so young; even if he had started practicing martial arts from birth, he would only have practiced for a little over ten years. Her father and the Five Friends of Lingnan were all top-tier masters with decades of hard work. If it were said that her father and the others had practiced for so many years, they were still inferior to the Third Young Master, who had practiced for a little over ten years, she really didn't believe it. However, since the Third Young Master was able to come in, that was the only explanation.

Just as she was about to say something, she noticed the Third Young Master staring at her, looking her up and down. Song Qing chuckled inwardly, walked to the bedside, sat down, crossed her legs, and gently swung her bare, snow-white feet. She laughed, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"

The Third Young Master shook his head. "Qing'er, you look completely different today than when I first met you! How can you be so disheveled in front of a stranger you've only met a few times?"

Song Qing laughed, "Don't pretend to be so virtuous. I think you're quite pleased to see me. I only act like this in front of you. In front of others, of course I'd put on the airs of a refined lady. Don't forget, we're from the same era. In our time, the women in the swimming pool dressed even more elaborately than I did." "Young Master!"

Third Young Master nodded and said, "What you say makes sense. But it's the dead of night, pitch black, and there's no one around. You just let me in like this? Aren't you afraid I might harm you?"

Song Qing smiled and said, "Perhaps I'm a little afraid, but I trust you. After all, we've had similar experiences. You wouldn't harm me no matter what."

Third Young Master smiled and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Qing'er, thank you for your trust." His smile suddenly vanished, and Third Young Master stood up, replacing it with a strange and evil smile: "Unfortunately, you've trusted the wrong person. Let me tell you, my official profession is actually a flower thief. I came here tonight to pick you, this pure and innocent flower." As he spoke, he walked step by step towards Song Qing.

Song Qing laughed so hard she nearly fell over, clutching her stomach. "Alright, stop acting," she said. "If you keep going, I'm going to die laughing... Someone like you, a flower thief? What kind of flower thief tells the victim the truth the moment they meet?"

The Third Young Master shook his head, continuing to approach Song Qing, his voice cold. "Qing'er, you're wrong. I'm not an ordinary flower thief. In fact, I'm a... a heartthrob-level flower thief who steals even the heart!"

As he spoke, the Third Young Master was already standing in front of Song Qing, less than a step away.

Song Qing suppressed her laughter, looking up at the Third Young Master. The Third

Young Master took a deep breath, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Song Qing's shoulders, pulling her up and holding her tightly in his arms.

Song Qing, who had thought the Third Young Master was joking, only had time to let out a gasp before her fragrant lips were sealed by his!

~Chapter Six, Section Three~

Song Qing's eyes widened instantly, an unprecedented feeling washing over her body the moment the Third Young Master's lips touched hers.

It was an electric shock, a feeling of unparalleled novelty and excitement for a pure and innocent girl who had never been so close to a man in either her past or present life.

It was an absurd fact. In her previous life, Song Qing died at the age of twenty. In that materialistic world, it was truly unbelievable that she could maintain her purity.

The Third Young Master's strong arms encircled Song Qing, his broad chest pressing tightly against hers. Except for his mouth, he didn't move anywhere else; he was simply enjoying the kiss. A kiss was just a kiss, nothing more.

Song Qing willingly opened her teeth, allowing the Third Young Master's tongue to enter. But his tongue only lightly touched Song Qing's small, fragrant tongue before withdrawing safely before her teeth closed tightly.

The Third Young Master released Song Qing, took a few steps back, and laughed heartily, saying, "Since I started my adventures in the martial world, countless women have tried to bite my tongue while I'm kissing them. I'm experienced in such situations! Trying to bite me? No way!"

Song Qing's pale face was now flushed, and she gasped, "You...you're so unreasonable! How can you forcefully take my first kiss like that?"

The Third Young Master laughed, "First kiss? I'm afraid it's from this life, right?"

Song Qing rolled her eyes at the Third Young Master and said, "What do you mean, this life? In my past life, I was also a pure and innocent girl who never got close to any man. The only men who have kissed me are my fathers from both my past lives."

The Third Young Master was overjoyed and laughed, "I never expected this! You're truly a rare treasure! Hahaha...Qing'er, this kiss is our token of love. From now on, you're mine."

Song Qing pretended to faint and said, "You...you're so shameless! " "That's enough. Just because of a kiss, you think I'm yours? What kind of logic is that?"

The Third Young Master blinked and said, "This is the principle I set! Come on, Qing'er, give your brother another kiss..."

Song Qing shook her head repeatedly, "Come on, after the kiss, do you expect me to undress and let you take what you want?"

The Third Young Master said seriously, "If you're really willing to repay me with your body, I, your young master, will never refuse you."

Song Qing said helplessly, "What do you take me for?"

The Third Young Master said shamelessly, "I take you for my woman, Qin Ren. Your life from now on will be linked with mine. This is destiny, fate, and there's no escaping it."

Upon hearing this, Song Qing exclaimed in surprise, "Wait, what did you just say your name was? Qin... Ren? So you're not called Qin San, you're called Qin Ren?"

The Third Young Master nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Qin Ren. I'm the third child in my family, so calling me Qin San isn't wrong!"

Song Qing's face darkened: "You're Qin Ren, the third son of Qin Xiaoyao, the master of Xiaoyao Manor? Your eldest brother is Qin Feng, the Heavenly Sword, and your second brother is Qin Lei, the Tyrant Blade?" The

Third Young Master scratched his head, smiling憨厚ly: "Oh dear, I didn't expect you to have heard of my great name despite my low profile. There's nothing I can do about it, I've tried my best to keep a low profile..."

Song Qing's face immediately fell, "Heavens... who is this person I've encountered? The legendary lecherous and bloodthirsty Qin Ren is actually you... Three years ago at the martial arts tournament, someone even sent an invitation to my father, asking him to participate in the tournament to eliminate you, you lecherous devil... You, didn't you fall off a cliff and die? How did you come back alive? By the way, you, you step back, stay away from me, don't come any closer, or I'll scream!"

The Third Young Master was stunned: "No way? Qing'er, you believe these rumors? How am I a lecherous devil? I'm clearly a womanizer, didn't I tell you that? That martial arts tournament, from beginning to end, was..." "The Demonic Sect Leader Ximen Wudi's grand conspiracy to eradicate the righteous path of the martial arts world was exposed thanks to our Qin family and my uncle Tie family. Speaking of which, I've done a great deed! Why are you so afraid of me? I have many women, but you are different from them. Believe me, I won't do anything to you."

Song Qing sneered and said in a deep voice, "Won't do anything to me? Didn't you just kiss me without my permission? Let me tell you, whether it's rumors or the truth, the rumors about you are not unfounded. You'd better leave now and don't come back, or I'll call for help right now! I've heard your martial arts are quite good, but my father and the Five Friends of Lingnan are not ordinary people either. If they are alerted, you won't leave here alive today!"

The Third Young Master said with a mournful face, "Qing'er, how can you be so heartless? I... I really have no other intentions towards you! I used to be a womanizer, but now I've reformed and become a righteous lover. I haven't been a womanizer for many years, I..."

"Enough with the nonsense. Considering we've been through similar experiences, I'll give you one last chance. Go! Don't ever appear before me again!"

"Qing'er, I..."

"Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'm going to start calling for help!"

"You...sigh...forget it. It's a case of unrequited love. Don't call for help. I don't want to clash with your father. I'll leave now." The Third Young Master shook his head dejectedly, sighed, and gave Song Qing, whose face was pale and cold as ice, a deep look before turning and leaving.

"Hehehehe..." A burst of silvery laughter suddenly came from behind him. The Third Young Master was surprised to see Song Qing leaning against the bedside, laughing uncontrollably.

The Third Young Master's heart leaped with joy. He stopped, turned around, and rushed back to Song Qing's bedside. He grabbed Song Qing's small hand and said, "Qing'er, you...you were lying to me just now, weren't you?"

Song Qing rolled her eyes at the Third Young Master and laughed, "Who told you to kiss me without my permission? This is a little warning for you."

The Third Young Master let out a long breath, patted his chest, and stuck out his tongue, saying, "You silly thing, what are you doing? You scared me to death~~"

Song Qing couldn't help but laugh again, saying between laughs, "You...stop being disgusting, I don't fall for that! Take your hand away, did I give you permission to hold my hand?"

The Third Young Master said, "That's so unfair! You also grabbed my hand without my permission during the day, why can't I hold your hand?"

Song Qing said seriously, "Ladies have priority and decision-making power, don't you understand that?"

The Third Young Master slapped his forehead, "Heavens...this is the Great Qin Empire..."

In the end, the Third Young Master still didn't let go of her hand, and just kept holding Song Qing's slightly cool, soft, boneless little hand.

The two joked and laughed for a while longer. The Third Young Master asked, "Qing'er, since you know my reputation, aren't you afraid of me?"

Song Qing replied, "Why would I be afraid of you? Like you said yourself, you have many women, and you treat me differently from other women. I believe you wouldn't use the same methods you use on other women on me."

The Third Young Master nodded, then said seriously, "Of course, if it were my old methods, why would I knock before entering? I'd just flood you with sleeping potion, knock you out, and then… hehehe…"

Song Qing retorted, "You're so shameless! You even have the nerve to talk about something like this." "Hey, let me ask you something. I heard that Wuyun City, the capital of Yunnan Province, was originally occupied by rebels, but later their leader was killed, and the rebels were defeated. Now Wuyun City is under the control of Xiaoyao Manor. Do you know about this?"

The Third Young Master immediately became excited: "Of course I know! I did it! Damn it, those rebels were inhuman, especially those two bandit leaders. Damn it, they even dared to touch my women and children. In a fit of rage, I chopped them down, and the rest scattered!"

Then, the Third Young Master described his heroic feat of fighting against a thousand troops in detail, his spittle flying. The Third Young Master's eloquence was naturally excellent, no less than that of those storytellers performing under the overpass. The Third Young Master's story of defeating the rebels was also quite legendary and captivating, making Song Qing completely mesmerized, his expression tense, listening intently to the Third Young Master's story.

After the Third Young Master finished telling the story, he took a sip of tea and slowly emphasized, "Actually, I'm usually a very low-key person, and I wouldn't normally brag about something like this. I only told you because you asked; I don't usually tell this to just anyone."

After hearing the story, Song Qing sighed and said, "That was a really exciting story. You have the potential to be a great storyteller."

The Third Young Master laughed, "Of course! Before every battle, very few people can talk to me without getting so angry they vomit blood."

Song Qing nodded, "That's right, you're quite good at bragging too; you don't even need a draft." The

Third Young Master was astonished: "Really, Qing'er? Everything I said is true! You don't believe me? I'm such an honest person..." "People..."

Song Qing laughed, "Come on, you call yourself honest? Your head is full of nonsense, and your mouth is full of lies. You think you can single-handedly disperse 28,000 rebels? I heard that it was 3,000 disciples and over 200 experts from Xiaoyao Manor who defeated the rebels, and the manor lord, Qin Xiaoyao, even personally took action!"

The Third Young Master asked curiously, "Where did you hear this news?"

Song Qing said with a hint of pride, "Don't forget, our Song family is also a great family. Although we don't have as many disciples as your Xiaoyao Manor, we are not bad at intelligence work. We have spies all over the country, and the incident in Wuyun City was naturally reported by our spies."

“I have a good suggestion for you,” the Third Young Master said seriously, “Kill all the spies in Wuyun City immediately, or fire them. What kind of scum are they? Damn it, mistaking one person for more than three thousand people, those spies have quite the imagination and their eyesight is really sharp.” After

cursing for a while, the Third Young Master suddenly seemed to remember something and said, “You just said that you also knew about the rebels in Wuyun City in the capital?”

Song Qing nodded and said, “Of course. Everyone with power in the capital knows about this.”

The Third Young Master asked again, “Then, when Wuyun City was first captured by the rebels, were there any battle reports sent to the capital?”

Song Qing said, “I seem to have heard my father mention that Wuyun City …” "Previously, a fast horse had been sent to deliver a battle report of an emergency from Wuyun City."

The Third Young Master said solemnly, "Then, the Emperor didn't receive this news? Didn't he send reinforcements?"

Song Qing said, "I don't know about that. However, my father has been in the capital for so many days, and has repeatedly requested an audience with the Emperor, but has been turned away outside the palace. I heard from some princes and ministers on Zhuque Street that the Emperor hasn't attended the morning court for three years and never leaves the palace. The power is held by General Wang Ben and Prime Minister Hou Meng, and there is also the Grand Eunuch Ning Zhaohao in the palace. The memorials submitted by the ministers must first be submitted to the Prime Minister for review, and those related to military affairs must first be submitted to the General Wang Ben. Only after the two of them have reviewed them will they be submitted to Ning Zhaohao for review, and Ning Zhaohao will decide whether to submit them to the Emperor."

The Third Young Master said, "Doesn't that mean these three people have the power to arbitrarily withhold memorials? If there's something they don't want the Emperor to know, the Emperor will absolutely never find out?"

Song Qing nodded, "That's right. The Emperor has lost control of the empire; he knows nothing about what's happening within the Qin territory. He probably doesn't even know about the military disaster in Lingnan. The one who ordered the campaign against Xiang Yu's army in Lingnan was General Wang Ben, but he only sends two or three thousand men each time, which is tantamount to sending weapons and provisions to the rebels."

The Third Young Master slapped his forehead, "This is really bad..." The situation in Qin has become unimaginably complicated! "A tyrant, damn it, absolutely a tyrant!"

Song Qing said, "Just keep it to yourself, don't say it aloud. My father and the current emperor are old friends; if he finds out, he'll fight you to the death. Speaking of which, General Wang Ben is insatiably greedy. It's said that before each campaign against Xiang Yu's army, he reports sending 20,000 to 30,000 troops, requesting provisions and pay for those same number, but in reality, only one-tenth of the troops actually go to war; the extra money goes into his own pocket."

"What can we do? Even if someone reports it, it won't reach the Emperor's ears." The Third Young Master thought angrily, "The Great Qin Empire has become corrupt from the top down, and it's thoroughly corrupt! Only by overthrowing such a country and rebuilding a new, powerful empire on the ruins can the people have hope."

Song Qing sighed, "Alas, what's the use of knowing this? What can we do? Are we going to rebel like those common people?"

The Third Young Master grinned, looking at Song Qing, and said, "If I really rebelled, would you help me?"

Song Qing's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, "My father would kill you first, what could I do?" The

Third Young Master shook his head and smiled, "Qing'er, I promised that in the last days of your life, I would make your life more exciting. I, Qin Ren, have long ago sworn that when the world is in chaos, I will occupy a place among the heroes vying for supremacy, and now that time is almost here. When that time comes, we will ride across the land together, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

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