The Story of Bao Qingtian's Black Basin

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The seventh year of the Tiansheng era of the Song Dynasty.

Kaifeng, as the capital, was a metropolis with convenient transportation and a developed economy, bordering Yan and Zhao to the north and connecting to the Jianghuai region to the south

. It was renowned for its unparalleled wealth and beauty. At the end of the Imperial Street in the northwest corner of the city was a magnificent,

spacious , and resplendent complex of palaces—this was the Imperial City.

Entering through the Donghua Gate and the Forbidden Gate, one arrived at the Zichen Hall. Turning past the Wende Hall, whose doors were locked with golden locks, one could not

enter . Turning past the Ninghui Hall, one entered a side hall with a plaque bearing the three golden characters "Rui Si Hall"

—this was the Imperial Study.

It was nearly midnight, yet the Imperial Study was still brightly lit. Looking inside, one saw the imperial throne laid out at the front,

with writing implements on the tables on either side, and bookshelves filled with books, each with a toothpick inserted. On the screen at the front was a painting

of "The Unity of Mountains and Rivers."

"Smack!" A young man of about twenty, wearing a crown and a dragon robe, slammed his hand on the rosewood table.

"Truly hateful!" Although still young, he already possessed an arrogant air about him. He was none

other than Emperor Renzong of Song, Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen was the third son of the Eighth Prince, Zhao Defang. Because Emperor Zhenzong of Song, Zhao Heng, had been childless for half his life, and finally Consort

Liu of Jinhua Palace gave birth to a crown prince, the prince died before reaching the age of six. Emperor Zhenzong was so heartbroken that

he did not attend court for several days.

One day, the Eighth Prince came to the palace to pay his respects and, during their conversation, asked how many sons he had and their ages. The Eighth Prince

answered in detail, mentioning that his third son was about the same age as the son born to Consort Liu. Emperor Zhenzong immediately summoned him to the palace.

Upon seeing the prince, he took a great liking to him and asked the Eighth Prince to adopt him. He was then appointed as the Crown Prince, to hold the vacancy in the Eastern Palace.

Eight years ago, Emperor Zhenzong passed away, and Zhao Zhen ascended the throne, bestowing upon Empress Liu the title of Empress Dowager, granting her the authority to handle military and state

affairs .

The Empress Dowager's regency was a system established in the Song Dynasty, where she convened court meetings, seated to the emperor's right, and ruled from behind a screen. Since the emperor was young,

all matters had to be handled by the Empress Dowager. Each month, the emperor would summon his ministers, and for major political decisions, the Empress Dowager would convene an audience with them, where the ministers would discuss and decide.

However, Empress Dowager Liu colluded with the treacherous minister Pang Ji, forcing Emperor Renzong to make Pang Ji's daughter empress, and Pang Ji himself became the emperor's father-in-law and was granted the title of Grand

Tutor . Furthermore, a group of sycophants formed a faction, taking advantage of the emperor's youth and treating Zhao Zhen as a puppet, wielding absolute power,

controlling the court, and oppressing officials. "Father, you must think of a way!" Zhao Zhen complained to the old man

opposite him, who wore a golden crown to bind his hair, a python robe, and a jade belt, and sat upright in a grand chair. "That vile woman is becoming more and more arrogant. Last year, when we visited Cixiao Temple together, she disregarded the virtues of a wife and did not know that a husband should obey his son after his death. The Empress Dowager rode ahead of the Emperor in her carriage, disrupting the law. Later, she suddenly asked about Empress Wu Zetian. The Councilor Lu Zongdao reported: 'She imprisoned the heir apparent, changed the dynasty name, and almost endangered the country. She is truly a sinner of the Tang Dynasty. 　　' This woman immediately changed her expression." 　　"At the beginning of the year, Fan Zhongyan, a compiler in the Imperial Library, suggested that I, being over twenty, should return power and instead, Zhongyan was demoted to Tongzhou. Song Shou, a Hanlin Academician, requested that all matters of state, including military and national affairs and the appointment of ministers, be decided by me upon the Empress Dowager's request, with other matters to be decided by imperial decree. These words again offended the Empress Dowager, and she was demoted to Prefect of Yingtian Prefecture. A few days ago, she even proposed establishing seven ancestral temples for the Liu family. Humph! A king establishes seven temples, a feudal lord five, and a high official three. There cannot be two suns in the sky, nor two kings among the people. If the Liu family establishes seven temples, how will they treat the successor to Emperor Zhao? Most infuriatingly, today… today she actually wore the ceremonial crown, the dragon robe , and the emperor's attire, and entered the Imperial Ancestral Temple to offer sacrifices. I fear that before long, this vile woman will depose the emperor and establish herself as emperor!" 　　"Hmph! I doubt she would dare." The old man before him, with his sinister gaze, was none other than the son of Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, and the father of Emperor Renzong of Song, Zhao Zhen. Prince Zhao Defang (the Eighth Prince) said, "Over the years, I have fully supported the Yang family and promoted your cousin Di Qing to Marshal of the Western Expedition and appointed him as the Privy Councilor. We have already gained control of most of the military power in the Song Dynasty. What right does that vile woman have to declare herself independent?" 　　"Although we control the military, Father, haven't you always said that soldiers are untrustworthy?" 　　"Indeed! Soldiers are like demonic swords, possessing their own will and filled with desires; they can only be wielded, not trusted! 　　You must know that in the short span of fifty years after the fall of the Tang Dynasty, a time of regional warlordism, under the rule of General Zhu Quanzhong, eight different families and fourteen different rulers came and went. All the military generals who controlled the army established their own independent regimes, and murdering their rulers and usurping the throne became commonplace. In this era of great chaos and destruction, warlords fought each other year after year, wars and taxes were constantly imposed, uprisings broke out , and the people suffered greatly. Our Central Plains' national strength declined drastically, Chang'an and Luoyang were destroyed one after another, and even the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun were ceded to the Khitan. Without its protective barriers, the Central Plains stood like a naked woman among powerful forces, at the mercy of others. 　　Meanwhile, the surrounding barbarian tribes recuperated and gradually rose up, using the . This is all the calamity of the military!" the Eighth Prince said bitterly. 　　"Fortunately, after my father ascended the throne, he used the 'banquet at the end of the day' to relieve the generals of their control over the army, thus preventing our Great Song Dynasty from becoming another short-lived dynasty after the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. We must learn from the past! Therefore, since the founding of our Great Song Dynasty, we have emphasized civil affairs over military matters, and the power and desires of military generals have been strictly restrained." 　　The Eighth Prince patted a book placed in the corner of his desk. It was a copy of "Half of the Analects" written by the former Prime Minister Zhao Pu and Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin . On the title page was Emperor Taizu's handwritten words: "Anyone who shows any sign of disobeying the king's orders or harboring military power should be executed without any evidence!" 　　"Moreover, although Di and Yang hold the Privy Council, they are ultimately just military men who only know how to gain honor . What do they know about the state and the people's livelihood? Last time in court, they were completely refuted by Empress Liu's faction. They became enraged and lost their reason, spewing vulgarities and almost resorting to violence. What kind of behavior is that!" 　　The Eighth Prince said regretfully, "It's just a pity that the treacherous minister Ding Wei conspired with Empress Liu to frame Kou Zhun, concealing it from the late Emperor." He was repeatedly banished and eventually died in Leizhou, causing me great distress by losing a trusted lieutenant. Otherwise, how could I have allowed Empress Liu and Pang Ji to act so arrogantly? Now, Fan Zhongyan and Song Shou have also been banished from the capital, leaving me with no one of my own to rely on, which is why I have suffered repeated setbacks! Last time, I intended to win over the newly appointed top scholar, Chen Shimei, but I didn't expect Empress Liu to be so willing to marry her daughter , causing my efforts to fail. Alas…” 　　The Eighth Prince sighed and looked up at the person standing behind Emperor Renzong. He saw that this person was wearing a purple robe embroidered with a python, black boots with pink soles, a string of prayer beads hanging from his chest, and a whisk tucked diagonally into his left neck. His face was full of wrinkles but without a single beard; he was an old eunuch. 　　“Eunuch Chen, do you have any good ideas?” 　　It turned out that this old eunuch was no ordinary person; his name was Chen Lin, and he was a well-known master in the martial arts world.

Before the Lunar New Year, after siding with the Eighth Prince, Chen Lin volunteered to enter the palace, becoming Zhao Defang's spy within the palace. After Zhao Zhen was made

Crown Prince , Chen Lin became his close eunuch and personal bodyguard. He was arguably the person Zhao Zhen trusted most in the palace.

Old Chen Lin bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, in my humble opinion

,

it is still the best course of action, just as we did when we promoted Kou Zhun, to select capable individuals from the lower ranks who have fallen out of favor and grant them high positions, cultivating them into trusted confidants."

The Eighth Prince nodded and said, "Indeed, only in this way will he be loyal to me. However… this candidate…"

Chen Lin hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I do have someone in mind who can be used. This person is my fellow townsman, surnamed

Bao, named Zheng, courtesy name Xiren. He is currently the magistrate of Dingyuan County, Fengyang Prefecture. This man is exceptionally intelligent and resourceful. He is quick-witted and

adaptable, unconventional, and not hindered by worldly laws. He often utters surprising words. He is the best candidate to deal with Empress Liu, Pang Ji,

and others."

Emperor Renzong was overjoyed upon hearing this, "Excellent! Tomorrow at court, I will issue a gold medal to summon him to the capital."

The Eighth Prince shook his head and said, "That's not appropriate! The reason we used a gold medal to summon Kou Zhun to the capital back then was under the pretext of the 'Pan-Yang Case'

." "The Empress Liu should have guessed that the use of the gold medal without any reason is intended to deal with them, and she

will definitely try her best to obstruct it."

Chen Lin said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why don't I personally go to Dingyuan County to secretly summon Bao Zheng to the capital? Is that

alright?"

Emperor Renzong nodded and said, "That's very good, then go and do it."

Chen Lin knelt and replied, "This servant obeys the decree."

The next morning, as soon as the city gates opened, a rider left the city for Fengyang Prefecture.

The rain was pouring down, the pattering of the rain, along with flashes of lightning and booming thunder, grew louder and louder.

In a small teahouse in Dingyuan County, a dozen or so passing merchants were taking shelter from the rain, resting, and having a cup of tea. After

being trapped here for more than an hour by the heavy rain, the people gradually began to chat with strangers around them to pass the time.

"Have you heard? Something strange has happened in Dingyuan County recently!" A merchant A, who spoke loudly, attracted

everyone 's attention.

"Ah! You mean the 'Black Basin Case'?" "I've heard, I've heard!" The well-informed vendor B chimed in

.

"What's the matter? Tell everyone," asked the clueless porter C.

Vendor B: "You don't know? This matter has caused quite a stir in Dingyuan County, everyone knows

it! Let me tell you. It's said that in a small sandy area on the outskirts of Dingyuan County lived an old man named Zhang, also known as Biegu. A few days ago,

this old man Zhang took a black basin to the Dingyuan County government office to file a complaint and cry injustice. Magistrate Bao Zheng sat in the courtroom and asked him

what injustice he had suffered. Old Zhang replied that he had no injustice. Enraged, Magistrate Bao pointed at Old Zhang and asked: 'If you have no injustice, why are you crying

injustice?' Old Zhang replied: 'I have no injustice, but this basin of mine has an injustice!'"

Porter C exclaimed in surprise: "What a joke! A black basin has an injustice? Won't my chamber pot rebel? No

sane person would believe that. This old man is probably..." "Are you crazy? Didn't Judge Bao throw him out?"

Vendor B laughed. "Judge Bao must have been so angry he pointed at that basin and shouted, '

Speak up if you have any grievances!' And guess what? That basin actually spoke!"

Porter C: "Huh? How could that be? A basin doesn't have a mouth, how could it speak?"

Merchant A interjected, "Brother, don't disbelieve me, it's absolutely true! A relative of mine works in

the Dingyuan County government office, and he told me this himself. At the time, they heard a faint voice: 'Your Honor, I have

a grievance!' It startled everyone. Judge Bao thought someone was causing trouble in court, so he ordered everyone to shut up and

listen carefully, but the voice continued to come through."

"Then the black basin spoke: 'Sir, I am the wronged ghost. My name is Liu Shichang,

and I lived

in Babao Township outside Changmen Gate in Suzhou. I had an elderly mother, Zhou, a wife, Wang, and a three-year-old child nicknamed Baisui. I was originally a silk merchant. But because I was riding home on a donkey and my luggage was heavy, I stayed overnight at the Zhao family's place in Dongtawu. Unexpectedly, that couple

was cruel and killed me, stole my money, and burned my flesh and blood into mud, turning it into a black basin to sell in the kiln. Now I am separated from

my mother and wife and cannot see them. In the netherworld, my wronged soul is restless, so I have come to cry out for justice. I beg you, sir,

to clear my name and avenge me.'"

The porter Bing exclaimed in surprise, "That's strange! Since ancient times..." " The living and the dead are separated. Since Liu Shichang has become a ghost, he should go to

the Yama's Palace to cry to the King of Hell. Why is he going to the officials of the living world?"

Merchant A was furious and shouted, "What do you know! Our Lord Bao Zheng is no ordinary

person. He is a star deity descended from heaven. He judges the living by day and the dead by night. Solving ghost cases like this is a piece of cake for him." Vendor B chimed in, "That's right, that's right. He is a reincarnation of a god, so of course he can get along with both

the righteous and the wicked. Oh, no, he governs both the living and the dead." 　　The surrounding crowd also echoed, "Yes! This Lord Bao is a famous upright official! Since taking office, he has solved the 'Ink Line Case' and the 'Coral Fan Pendant Case'. He can be said to be a god in judging cases." 　　Under the pressure of the crowd, porter C dared not speak out of turn: "Yes, yes, you two are right. But what happened after that?" 　　Vendor B laughed: "What else could happen? Judge Bao immediately issued a warrant to arrest Zhao Da and his wife. But Zhao Da was a ruthless fellow, determined to die rather than confess. Judge Bao, in a fit of rage, ordered severe torture, putting his legs in a clamp, but he still wouldn't confess. Judge Bao shouted, 'Take them away!' Unexpectedly, Zhao Da couldn't withstand the clamp and died . But Zhao Da's wife couldn't take the shock and obediently confessed and put her fingerprint on the document. She's currently in the death row in Dingyuan County ." 　　Merchant A then raised his voice: "This matter is all thanks to Judge Bao, a good official who can judge the yin and yang! Otherwise, where would we go to seek justice? Don't you all agree?" 　　Everyone around nodded in agreement. Only the old, beardless, pale-faced scholar dressed as a failed examination candidate, sitting by the window, muttered in a voice no one else could hear: "I never expected it! That guy Bao Heizi, who's been afraid of ghosts since he was a child and wouldn't dare sleep without a lamp at night, how come he's suddenly become able to communicate with the living and the dead after all these years? Unbelievable! 　　I must see for myself." This was none other than Chen Lin, the old eunuch who had been sent out of the capital on a secret imperial decree. 　　Chen Lin sipped his tea, but his thoughts drifted back more than twenty years. 　　Back then, when Chen Lin roamed the land, he was a notorious womanizer. Known as the "leader of the lecherous bandits, the elder of the flower-picking world," he struck fear into the hearts of countless virtuous women. But now, he had become a victim of the proverb, "He who hunts geese all day long will have his eyes pecked by them ." That day, he went to the home of Widow Sun in Hefei County, Luzhou, only to find that Widow Sun was indeed a virtuous woman.

Taking advantage of Chen Lin's momentary lapse in concentration, he bit off the illegitimate penis in his mouth. Although Chen Lin killed him with a single blow, the penis could never be

reattached.

Half-dead, Chen Lin could only hide in Hefei County to recuperate. There, he met the seven-year-old Bao Zheng,

who, recognizing the boy's extraordinary talent, wanted to take him as a disciple. However, Bao Zheng, focused on his official career, refused, and they became

close friends .

"Alas... what a pity! A true regret for a lost gem!" Saying this, he drank the last sip of tea. Seeing that

the heavy rain , paid his bill, and left.

As night fell, Chen Lin quietly left the inn, leaping onto the roof and skimming along the rooftops towards the county magistrate's residence

. Soon, he reached the back wall of the magistrate's mansion. All around was pitch black, except for

a light . Chen Lin scrambled onto the roof, hooked himself upside down from the eaves, and poked a hole in the window paper with his forefinger to peek inside

.

Ha! A plump, round, snow-white buttocks!

Chen Lin quickly focused her gaze and saw a mature, voluptuous young woman kneeling on a couch,

her snow-white buttocks raised high, facing the window, her head buried between the legs of a burly man, rising and falling. The soft, fair flesh

contrasted sharply with the man's body, which seemed to be molded from a lump of black charcoal.

The black man had thick eyebrows, large eyes, a lion's nose, a wide mouth, a square face, a short beard, and a crescent-shaped scar

on his forehead. He was burly,

broad messy black hair, which ran through his eight-pack abs and flat stomach, extending to his genitals and merging with his pubic hair

.

Beneath the thick black hair stood a huge, black penis, a foot long and as thick as a child's arm, covered with

blue veins and fleshy growths, with two testicles larger than eggs throbbing below. The hideous, angry rod curved upwards

, its entire body blacker than charcoal, yet its mushroom-shaped glans tinged with a fleshy red, and even its urethral opening was pink

.

This man with the monstrous penis was none other than Bao Zheng—Bao Xiren, later revered as the "Peerless Upright Judge."

"Don't be like a dead man, move your tongue! Want to suffer?" Bao Gong shouted at the woman

beneath him , "Take it in! You're so stupid... Roll it around with your tongue, suck... suck hard!" His

contemptuous and disdainful attitude was as superior as if he were speaking to a female dog.

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