My mother is the charming Huang Rong. 9

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In Chapter 51 of Volume 2

, a sudden sound of hooves rang out from ahead. Several martial arts instructors from the Wei family led a group of soldiers galloping over. Upon seeing Yang Guo, the instructors were overjoyed and immediately reined in their horses and dismounted. A bearded martial arts instructor cupped his hands and smiled, "Young Master Yang, so you've been here! We've been looking for you for ages. The prefect has ordered that if we can't find you, we'll lose a month's salary..."

Yang Guo laughed, "Oh dear, it seems my abrupt departure has caused you all a lot of trouble. I'm truly sorry! I apologize to you all in advance! I'll go back with you now, lest we lose our salaries and have no money left for gambling and whoring!"

Upon hearing this, the bearded instructor exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, I didn't expect Young Master Yang to speak Shandong dialect so well! Have you ever been to Shandong?"

Yang Guo replied, "Of course I have! Shandong's fried dough with scallions is unforgettable, and the seafood is absolutely amazing..."

Huang Rong covered her mouth and laughed, "Don't listen to his nonsense! He's never been to Shandong or Shanxi, he just knows how to imitate people's hometown dialect! What a mischievous child!"

The martial arts instructors had already noticed Huang Rong and were all stunned by her beauty. A martial arts instructor with a Sichuan accent asked, "Young Master Yang, may I ask who this young lady is...?"

Yang Guo smiled and introduced, "Oh, I'm so forgetful, I forgot to introduce this young lady to everyone. Masters, this young lady isn't one of those fiery Sichuan girls, nor one of those scalding Hunan girls, nor one of those flirtatious Xinjiang girls. She's a native of Jiangsu and Zhejiang! Masters, what are you laughing at! Look at her eyes, like the shimmering water under a lotus flower. Her eyebrows..."

Huang Rong glared at Yang Guo, interrupting him, and bowed to the martial arts instructors, saying, "Masters, don't listen to his nonsense! I am Huang Rong from Peach Blossom Island. Please take us to visit Prefect Wei!"

Upon hearing Huang Rong's name, the martial arts instructors were all shocked. The bearded Shandong martial arts master, with his honest and straightforward nature, chuckled, "Oh my, Young Master Yang, you're truly amazing! Last night, while drinking with my colleagues, I was saying that someone as talented as Young Master Yang, with such high martial arts skills and such a wonderful storytelling style, must have an extraordinary girlfriend. I never imagined that Young Master Yang's girlfriend would be the famous Beggar Clan leader, Lady Huang Rong! Oh, wait... wasn't Lady Huang already married to the great hero Guo Jing? Young Master Yang, how could you... could you be the third party?..."

Yang Guo, upon hearing this, sighed, "Damn! Damn! Damn! Master, you're joking!" "That's quite a shock! If Lady Huang becomes my girlfriend, the world will be in chaos! Masters, I solemnly declare to you that I can never become Lady Huang's boyfriend in this lifetime, because of fate, alas, tragic fate..."

The Shandong martial arts master was puzzled and asked, "Young Master Yang, I don't understand, what does having a girlfriend have to do with fate?"

Yang Guo sighed, "Of course it's related! Fate has destined me to be born of Lady Huang, do you think I would still dare to pursue Lady Huang as my girlfriend?"

The martial arts masters were even more shocked to hear that Yang Guo was Huang Rong's son. The Shandong martial arts master was somewhat skeptical. He looked at Huang Rong, then at Yang Guo, and shook his head, saying, "Young Master Yang, are you joking with me? How could Lady Huang, who is so young, have a son as old as you? Besides, if you were Lady Huang's son, you should be surnamed Guo, not Yang!"

Yang Guo laughed, "I was originally surnamed Guo, and my name was Guo Guo. But that name isn't very good; it sounds like 'cricket,' so I changed my surname to Yang..."

Huang Rong found their nonsense amusing and interrupted their conversation, asking the martial arts masters to take their soldiers back to report to the prefect, saying that she would visit him soon. After the martial arts instructor and his soldiers left, Yang Guo followed behind his mother and couldn't help but ask, "Mother, are you really taking me to the Wei residence? Sigh, I know a real man must keep his word and not abandon his lover, but this 'gun' of mine is still made of flesh and blood, it can't be overworked, it needs some maintenance. You should at least let me do a mechanical check, apply some grease, and replenish some ammunition..."

Huang Rong interrupted with a cold laugh, "Guo'er, what do you know besides fucking? Do you think I'm taking you to the Wei residence just for Miss Wei's hole other than her anus? I'm taking you for that Quanzhen Taoist priest Ma Erbao!"

Yang Guo was stunned. "Ma Erbao? Mother, that Ma Erbao is a complete idiot. He was knocked unconscious by my Toad Kung Fu. Why are you looking for him... Damn! He can't seem to change, always imitating that mysterious auntie speaking Hunan dialect..."

Huang Rong chuckled. "Actually, speaking Hunan dialect is quite nice. Guo'er, that Taoist priest Ma Erbao is definitely not simple. Anyone who can safely escape from Yinfeng Mountain must be haunted, so I want to investigate his true nature."

As she spoke, a pretty girl in white and two brightly dressed Tibetan women emerged from around the corner. They were Guo Fu and two Tibetan princesses. Upon seeing Yang Guo, Guo Fu immediately cried out "Brother!" and rushed over, jumping onto him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, nearly causing Yang Guo to fall. He quickly pushed his sister off, saying with a wry smile, "Fu'er, I don't want to dampen your enthusiasm, but you're all grown up now. Your behavior should be more dignified; you should act like a proper girl. How will you ever get married if you have no self-respect at all?"

Guo Fu glared at Yang Guo and retorted, "I have no self-respect, what can you do about it?"

She then asked Huang Rong, "Hehe, Mother, you said you would test Brother's self-control, to see if he could maintain his gentlemanly conduct in the face of beauty. Did he pass the test?"

Huang Rong glanced at Yang Guo, smiling but not answering. Yang Guo dared not look at his mother, his face flushed slightly, but he still feigned a serious expression and said to Guo Fu, "Fu'er, you're wrong to say that. Saying that shows you doubt my revolutionary stance, that you think I belong to those whose will has been eroded by the decadent ideology of the bourgeoisie. Alas, you really underestimate your brother! For the sake of communist ideals, even if Diao Chan and Xi Shi were to rub their breasts in front of me, or Wang Zhaojun and Yang Yuhuan were to flirt with their genitals in front of me, I wouldn't even bat an eye..."

Guo Fu interrupted with a laugh, "Come on, brother, don't I know you? Don't even mention the four beauties rubbing their breasts and flirting with their genitals in front of you, even if a slightly pretty maidservant were to give you a flirty look, your little stick would get hard. Mother, am I right?"

Huang Rong chuckled lightly, without answering. Yang Guo thought to himself, "Damn, ever since I broke her hymen, this girl has become more and more disrespectful and slutty!" He grunted, ignoring Guo Fu, and smiled as he spoke to the two Tibetan princesses: "Oh my, Aunts Zhuoma and Sangna, it's only been a few days, and you've become even more radiant! You're like two bright pearls on the grassland, illuminating our ancient city of Lin'an. Rongzhong Erjia's song, Xi Murong's poem, and even my heartfelt praise are insufficient to describe even a fraction of your beauty..."

Guo Fu felt like vomiting blood, Huang Rong smiled and shook her head, while the two Tibetan princesses were captivated by Yang Guo's praise. Princess Zhuoma pulled Yang Guo to her side, took his arm, and walked forward, softly laughing, "Guo'er, are we sisters really as good as you say? Do you praise every girl you meet like this?"

Yang Guo, greedily inhaling Princess Zhuoma's unique fragrance, patted his chest and said, "Oh dear, Aunt Zhuoma, what kind of person do you make me out to be? My maternal grandfather, Huang Yaoshi, is the renowned Master of Peach Blossom Island, and my mother, Huang Rong, is the powerful Deputy Master of Peach Blossom Island, concurrently serving as the leader and Party Secretary of the Beggars' Sect. How could I be a frivolous and dissolute person? Every word of praise I utter comes from the depths of my heart, refined over time, without a trace of falsehood. Since I say you two aunts are the pearls of the grasslands, you will surely illuminate this dark world..."

Huang Rong interrupted, "Sigh, Guo'er, don't say anymore, or I'll vomit blood..."

The two Tibetan princesses, however, were increasingly pleased. Princess Sanna laughed, "Sister, since Yang Guo praises us sisters so highly, we should reciprocate. Sister, let's set up tents nearby tonight and let Yang Guo come and have sex with us..."

Yang Guo was overjoyed, knowing that "sneaking into tents" was a Tibetan custom. If a woman met a man she liked, she would set up a tent at night and wait for him to come and have sex with her.

Huang Rong first glared at the delighted Yang Guo, then scolded, "Princesses, although Guo'er is adorable, you don't have to give him away so easily, do you? You are noble princesses, while Guo'er is just a young boy who needs experience... "

Yang Guo became anxious, shaking his mother's arm, and said angrily, "Mother, this is the princess's own choice. I'm going to sneak into the tent not only for myself, but also to respond to the country's ethnic friendship policy. You can't go against the central government's wishes! Have you even considered... "What about the political future of Peach Blossom Island and the Beggars' Sect?!"

Seeing her son's anxious expression, Huang Rong could

n't help but giggle, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She shook off her son's hand and said playfully, "I just won't do what you want, what can you do to me?" Guo Fu also clapped her hands, gloating, "Oh, oh, you can't have sex, you can't have sex..."

Yang Guo was so angry he wanted to hit Guo Fu, but at this moment, Princess Zhuoma, who had been smiling silently, spoke up, saying softly, "Sister Huang is right, Guo'er still needs more experience. " "You can't waste your days on beautiful women..."

Yang Guo was disappointed upon hearing this and was about to collapse to the ground when Princess Zhuoma continued, "However, while beauty can diminish a man's fighting spirit, it can also inspire it. In our people's traditional view, a truly extraordinary man should be inspired by beauty to have boundless fighting spirit and achieve great things, rather than being controlled by beauty and becoming decadent and incompetent. Guo'er, are you willing to be an extraordinary man?"

Princess Zhuoma's eyes were gentle yet full of encouragement. The sight of Princess Zhuoma made Yang Guo's blood surge, and his knees buckled, causing him to kneel before her. He wrapped his arms around her legs, gazing at her beautiful face as if looking up to a deity, and said in a trembling voice, "Aunt Zhuoma, your words have rekindled my waning fighting spirit. I swear I will strive hard to make a name for myself in the martial world, to become a true extraordinary man, so as not to disappoint Aunt Zhuoma's expectations of me..."

The two Tibetan princesses and Huang Rong exchanged glances, both revealing knowing smiles. Princess Zhuoma helped Yang Guo up, smoothed his hair with her slender fingers, and said softly, "Alright, since you're so ambitious, your Aunt Sanna and I will set up a tent nearby at midnight tonight, waiting for you to come and crawl in, waiting for you to come and have your way with us..."

Princess Zhuoma's words, "waiting for you to come and have your way with us," were spoken so gently and naturally, seemingly without a trace of lewdness, yet the provocative meaning within was profound. Hearing this, Yang Guo immediately became aroused, wanting nothing more than to embrace Princess Zhuoma. Fortunately, Huang Rong noticed his expression and promptly took his hand, quickly leading him forward.

Guo Fu glanced at the two Tibetan princesses with disdain, cursing them several times in her heart as "sluts." Perhaps because Yang Guo hadn't properly satisfied her, she felt a sense of jealousy towards these beauties who liked Yang Guo.

The five of them turned several streets and arrived at the entrance of the Wei residence. Wei Wending once again led officials and martial arts instructors to greet him. This time, the welcoming ceremony was even more elaborate. Red carpets were laid out from the steps at the main gate of Wei's mansion all the way to the street for two miles, and a band was hired to play trumpets and drums. Yang Guo knew that Prefect Wei was putting on such a show because of his mother Huang Rong's reputation, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, Mother, it's so good for you to be a leader! Everywhere you go, people greet you warmly and treat you like royalty. Unlike me, a nobody with no education, no formal job, no rank, poor clothes, and an unattractive appearance, so nobody pays any attention to me..."

Huang Rong chuckled, "Guo'er, stop talking nonsense. This isn't a welcome for me; it's a ceremony held out of respect for the two noble and beautiful Tibetan princesses. You're so blind! You only think about my little position and forget that the princesses' status is what makes them so popular!"

Hearing this, Yang Guo thought to himself, "Damn, Mother really is someone who's been through the motions in officialdom. She always considers the feelings of others when she speaks. She's got the makings of a leader!" He immediately laughed and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I was truly blind; I didn't realize this ceremony was to welcome the two noble princesses. Princesses, thank you for visiting and exchanging ideas in Jiangnan. After you return, please be sure to convey our leader's warm greetings to Prince Dongye. At the same time, please actively promote our ethnic friendship policy in Tibet. Don't pursue any more independence; it's pointless. The Party and the government will actively support the development of the Tibetan region. We'll provide you with money and supplies if you need them..."

Yang Guo's rambling stopped here because his mother, Huang Rong, had already exchanged greetings with Wei Wending, introduced the two Tibetan princesses, and after a few polite words, Wei Wending invited the distinguished guests into the mansion. As they passed through the courtyard, Wei Wending took a moment to smile at Yang Guo, saying, "Young Master Yang, I already guessed you were no ordinary person. I never imagined you were the son of the renowned heroine Huang Rong! Truly..."

Yang Guo interrupted with a laugh, "You're really quite boastful, aren't you? Haha, Prefect Wei, actually, I deeply resent my status as a second-generation official. I want to be an independent individual, to build my career in the martial world based on my own true talents, instead of hiding under my mother's wing. I was influenced by the May Fourth Movement; from the First Revolutionary Civil War onwards, I set lofty ideals, vowing to build China into a prosperous, democratic, and free country, so that all people could live happy and fulfilling lives. Unfortunately, the reactionary Chiang Kai-shek dictatorship was unwilling to do so, and tried every means to annihilate us..." "

Having entered the hall, Huang Rong interrupted Yang Guo after sitting down, scolding, 'Guo'er, what nonsense are you spouting?' Then she asked Wei Wending, 'Prefect, I heard that a Quanzhen Taoist named Ma Erbao is recuperating at your residence. I wonder how he is doing?'

Wei Wending's expression changed upon hearing this, and he smiled bitterly, 'To be honest, Chief Huang, this Taoist Ma Erbao is worlds apart from his uncle, Master Ma Yu! Master Ma Yu is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also of impeccable character. He is known throughout the martial world for his chivalrous deeds. It's a pity that his nephew Ma Erbao... sigh... truly...'

Yang Guo couldn't help but chime in with a laugh, 'You must be disappointing, Prefect, aren't you? Wasn't he injured by my Toad Stance? Does he still have the energy to do anything bad?'

Wei Wending shook his head and sighed, his lips moving as if he had something difficult to say." The Shandong martial arts master, outspoken and blunt, cursed, "Let me speak! Our Lord Wei is a scholar, and there are some things he can't say out loud. That little beast Ma Erbao, after being beaten half to death by Young Master Yang, instead of resting in bed, he still had the energy to sneak out to the outhouse in the middle of the night to peep at the girls urinating and defecating. He was discovered by our young lady's personal maid, Bixiang, and even tried to molest her. If it weren't for us patrolling martial arts masters discovering him and chasing him away, the consequences would have been unimaginable..."

Yang Guo, upon hearing this, couldn't help but laugh, "Master Zhang, your level of education is really getting higher and higher; you can even use such a complex word as 'unimaginable'."

Then he smiled at Wei Wending, "So Comrade Erbao is a... " "His conduct is problematic, but I don't think we can be too hasty in judging this matter. Comrade Ma Erbao is still young, just a child. A psychologist once said that young boys peeping into women's restrooms isn't necessarily because of any evil intentions, but mostly out of curiosity..."

Wei Wending sighed, "Ma Erbao is almost twenty years old, what kind of child is he? What curiosity could he possibly have? I think he's morally corrupt, full of evil thoughts, and wanted to molest Miss Bixiang! After being spied on by Ma Erbao, Miss Bixiang was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die. If it weren't for Yunfang's comforting words, she probably would have already committed suicide..."

Yang Guo thought to himself, "This Bixiang didn't feel ashamed when I put my penis in her mouth, but she wanted to commit suicide after being spied on. Women are truly strange creatures." Huang Rong then said, "I didn't expect that Master Ma Yu would have such a spendthrift nephew. Lord Wei, I heard that Ma Erbao was the first person to enter Yinfeng Mountain and come out safely. Don't you think there's something strange about him?"

Wei Wending shook his head and said, "I don't know much about the affairs of the martial arts world, but I do know a little about the Yin Feng Sect's attempt to unify the martial arts world to deal with the Ghost Tomb Sect. I also find it very strange that Ma Erbao was able to come out of Yin Feng Mountain alive, but I can't figure out why. In my opinion, there's nothing strange about Ma Erbao. Chief Huang, have you perhaps discovered some suspicious clues?"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Since Lord Wei is far removed from the martial arts world, it's best to always maintain this safe distance. Knowing too much about the martial arts world isn't good. After Ma Erbao was chased away by those martial arts masters, do you think he'll come back?"

The Shandong martial arts master Zhang cursed, "I'll fuck his mother's ass! If that beast dares to come back, I'll castrate his little dick and see what he'll use to fuck afterward!"

Yang Guo couldn't help but laugh and said, "I say, Master Zhang, you should raise your standards of enjoyment! Why are you fucking his mother? At the very least, you should fuck his mother! Maybe his mother is still a charming woman." "The beautiful woman he's living with must be an old woman by now..."

Huang Rong chuckled, "Guo'er, don't talk nonsense. According to Lord Wei's description of Ma Erbao, since he wasn't seriously injured and escaped, I suspect he might come back. I heard Guo'er say that Ma Erbao has a deep affection for Lord Wei's daughter, so I think his main target is still Miss Wei, and the maid Bixiang is just a temporary object of his wicked desires."

Wei Wending snorted, "What virtue does Ma Erbao possess?" "How could my daughter possibly be interested in him? If he dares to come again, I'll have these martial arts masters continue to serve him! Hmph, he's just a toad trying to eat swan meat! Only someone with the martial arts skills and looks of Young Master Yang is a match for my daughter..."

Huang Rong heard his frank words and realized he clearly wanted to take her son as a son-in-law. She couldn't help but think, "Lord Wei, it's not that your daughter is unworthy of my Yang Guo, but rather that my Yang Guo has too many romantic entanglements in his life and cannot stay in the Wei residence with your daughter for long." Huang Rong smiled slightly and said, "Lord Wei, you flatter me. My son is just a young lad who needs experience; how could he be worthy of Lord Wei's daughter? I've heard that this Miss Wei is a renowned talent in Jiangnan. May we pay her a visit?"

Wei Wending hurriedly replied, "My daughter is unworthy of such an honor as to trouble Chief Huang with a visit? I will send someone to invite her to come and pay her respects and serve tea to Chief Huang..."

As he spoke, he was about to order someone to invite his daughter, but Huang Rong stopped him. Yang Guo laughed, "Lord Wei, that's not right of you! We are the people's army and the people's government. We should cultivate a friendly and harmonious lifestyle, not engage in those feudal formalities of ordering people around! I've been to Miss Wei's Yunfang Residence, so let me take my mother to meet her! There's no need for formalities; just sit together, have some tea, and chat. The main thing is to exchange experiences in revolutionary struggle, learn from each other, and make progress together. Let's not be so serious..."

Wei Wending laughed heartily upon hearing this and stopped being so formal. He instructed his servants to prepare a banquet while he told Yang Guo to take his mother, sister, and the two Tibetan princesses to meet his daughter.

Guo Fu didn't want to go, telling her mother that she had a headache and wanted to sleep. Huang Rong and Yang Guo exchanged a knowing smile. Wei Wending quickly called over a maid and had her take Guo Fu to a side room to rest. After seeing his sister off, Yang Guo left the hall in high spirits, leading the way, while his mother Huang Rong and the two Tibetan princesses followed behind, chatting and laughing. The Wei residence was vast, filled with artificial hills and fish ponds, and adorned with precious flowers and trees, creating a stunning landscape. Yang Guo had no interest in admiring it, but Huang Rong and the two Tibetan princesses lingered, captivated by the beautiful scenery, and walked quite slowly. Yang Guo couldn't help but smile wryly, "Mother, you two Tibetan aunties, you're here to see Miss Wei, not to stroll around the Grand View Garden. Hurry up, okay? If you really want to kill time, why don't you tell me how you escaped from that Qin Han?"

Huang Rong chuckled, "Guo'er, you just love playing time travel games! Cao Xueqin's *Dream of the Red Chamber* wasn't written until hundreds of years later, and you've already described Grandma Liu's Grand View Garden today. You're really talented, but unfortunately, we can't keep up with your pace. This is such a beautiful place, why shouldn't we enjoy it? As for how we escaped from that flower thief, I'll tell you tonight when I take a bath..."

Yang Guo was overjoyed and stammered, "Mother, what did you say? You're going to bathe with me tonight?!..."

Huang Rong spat, "You're dreaming! Would your mother just bathe with you like that? Let me tell you, it's your mother..." "I'll give you a bath! You have to take off all your clothes, but I'll be dressed, I won't let you, you little lecher, have it easy!"

Yang Guo said dejectedly, "Then forget it! I'm all grown up now, I can bathe myself, so don't trouble yourself, Mother..."

Huang Rong scolded, "No! I must give you a bath! You are my son, no matter how old you get, I have the right to bathe you! Bathing you is also a way for me to express my maternal love to you, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Yang Guo had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, and said with a wry smile, "Understand, understand! Mother, it's just that what you say is so awkward! What do you mean by expressing maternal love? I've only heard of expressing sexual desire, I've never heard of expressing maternal love..."

At this moment, the group passed by a latrine, and the three women all wanted to use the restroom. Because the latrine was very small, Huang Rong let the two Tibetan princesses go in first. After some polite exchanges, the two Tibetan princesses finally went into the latrine first. Before going in, Princess Zhuoma glanced at Yang Guo, her eyes filled with maternal tenderness. Yang Guo was drawn to her gentle gaze and couldn't help but want to follow her into the latrine, but Huang Rong grabbed him, laughing, "Guo'er, Auntie's going in to relieve herself. What are you going in for? Are you going to follow in Ma Erbao's footsteps and leave a bad reputation for your bad lifestyle in the Wei mansion?"

Yang Guo could only sigh and remain outside the latrine. Princess Zhuoma smiled and said, "Guo'er, did you come in to see Auntie's cunt? Don't be impatient. Tonight, your Aunt Sanna and I have set up a tent for you. Inside the tent, Auntie will show you all the secret parts of a woman without reservation..."

Saying this, she and Princess Sanna giggled and went into the latrine. Yang Guo stood outside, resisting the urge to go in, but his ears were listening carefully. He heard the two princesses urinating softly, and his penis immediately became erect.

After the two Tibetan princesses finished urinating and Huang Rong gave Yang Guo a flirtatious wink, Yang Guo listened even more intently. The two Tibetan princesses were puzzled. Princess Sanna asked with a smile, "Guo'er, what are you listening to with those two little ears? You're just like a little wild rabbit on our grassland, so cute!"

Yang Guo grinned mischievously, "I'm listening to the sound of flowing spring water. I just heard two streams of clear water flowing out of the hole. Ah, the pattering and splashing, it's so melodious, the most beautiful sound of nature... The hole from which the clear water flows is even more enchanting... Wait, why can't I hear my mother's flowing spring water?..."

The two Tibetan princesses then realized that Yang Guo was eavesdropping on a woman urinating. They couldn't help but smile wryly, and together they reached out and tapped Yang Guo's forehead, both saying with a playful laugh, "Naughty!"

Yang Guo was still straining to listen when Huang Rong emerged gracefully from the outhouse, a mischievous smile on her face. She asked, "Who was listening to the sound of the flowing spring just now? Oh, was it you, Guo'er? When did you learn to listen to nature? Hmph, actually you just want to hear the sound of a woman urinating to satisfy your wicked desires. Guo'er, did you hear your mother urinating just now? I urinated quite a lot..."

Yang Guo grunted, not answering his mother's teasing. He knew his mother was playing a trick on him; she had deliberately held her breath while urinating, so he hadn't heard the sound. He thought to himself, "Mother, one day I'll not only order you to urinate for me to hear, I'll even make you urinate for me to drink..."

The four continued on their way, finally approaching Wei Yunfang's residence. Yang Guo saw the moon gate in the distance, where two pretty maids stood, and a melodious zither tune drifted from within.

Huang Rong listened intently and couldn't help but sigh, "This woman playing the zither is a master of music and has a rich emotional life; she must be Miss Wei, the talented woman from Jiangnan. Guo'er, can you tell what this music is saying?"

Yang Guo was taken aback, then laughed, "Can music speak? Although I can't understand what the music is saying, I know Miss Wei must be expressing her longing for me through it."

Huang Rong glared at Yang Guo and said with a playful laugh, "You're quite confident, knowing Miss Wei misses you."

After a pause, she sighed, "This music is actually playing a Yuefu poem. Guo'er, listen carefully... 'A young maiden hides deep in her chamber, the world's ends are her domain. She laughs and talks of the martial world, the court turns to smoke. Her beloved comes from a thousand miles away, the vicissitudes of life are irretrievable. She wishes to burn down this lonely tower, to travel the martial world with you, to weather the storms together...' Guo'er, Miss Wei's feelings for you are deep. In the music, she says she's willing to burn down this lonely chamber, to travel the martial world with you, to weather the storms together... Guo'er, how will you repay Miss Wei's deep affection?"

Yang Guo was speechless for a moment. Although his mother's words touched him somewhat, he was currently deeply immersed in lust and had never developed genuine feelings for any woman, so he couldn't experience that profound feeling that transcended mere lust. After a moment of stunned silence, he could only manage a bitter smile: "Mother, you're putting me in a difficult position. Although I am your son, I've lived in poverty since childhood, never attended school, have no education, haven't properly learned martial arts, and haven't learned business. My martial arts skills are still weak, and I'm penniless. How can I possibly save my beloved? That's why I've never dared to think of 'repaying' her, because I have no means..."

Huang Rong, hearing this, chuckled and said, "You've even read Hai Yan's novels, and you still say you're uncultured! Actually, you're just clueless about romance, only knowing how to burrow into a woman's cunt. It seems I really should resume your daily studies, continuing to make you read the Four Books and Five Classics, and poetry..."

Yang Guo, hearing this, felt a deep fear, thinking that if he were to be forced to study again, he might as well commit suicide! As they approached the Moon Gate, two pretty maids, Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, greeted them. Yang Guo, seeing the girls' charming faces, immediately became interested and said with a smile, "Comrade Chrysanthemum, Comrade Osmanthus, it's great to see you again! I knew it! On the revolutionary journey, things always seem to turn around. Just yesterday I was pounding medicine in your little mouths, and today we meet again in this culturally rich ancient city of Jiangnan. What a coincidence! I must shake your hands properly..."

Huang Rong pushed Yang Guo aside and smiled at the two maids, "Please don't listen to his nonsense, ladies. We've come to visit Miss Wei, and we'd like to trouble you to announce our arrival. I am..."

Chrysanthemum smiled and said, "Chief Huang, you're too kind! Our young lady had long heard of Chief Huang's arrival at the Wei residence and specially sent us two to greet you. Please, Chief Huang! Oh, and these two sisters are..."

Huang Rong then introduced the two Tibetan princesses, and the four of them followed the two maids into the Moon Gate. Yang Guo reached out and pinched Guihua's plump buttocks, grinning mischievously, "Comrade Guihua, why didn't you pass the couplet challenge this time? Is it because you think my mother's education level is too high that you don't dare to give her any questions?"

Guihua cried out "Ouch!" and glared at Yang Guo, then said with a playful laugh, "Young Master Yang, don't be so smug. Miss actually prepared a couplet challenge for you long ago. If you can't answer it, do n't even think about having any deeper interaction with Miss!"

Yang Guo thought to himself, "I've even fucked your Miss's asshole, what deeper interaction is there? I should be developing a deeper interaction with you two girls, since you asked me to deflower you, didn't you?"

Soon they arrived at the entrance of Yunfang Residence. Just as Juhua and Guihua were about to announce their arrival, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a stunningly beautiful woman adorned with jewels and carrying a wooden zither walked out, catching everyone's eye. Yang Guo feigned a sorrowful expression and sighed, "Alas, Sister Fang, you've lost weight in all these years..."

Wei Yunfang, about to greet Huang Rong, was taken aback and exclaimed, "Years? Guo'er, didn't we just part yesterday?"

Huang Rong laughed, "He means that a day without you feels like three autumns. That's all the culture he has for pleasing girls... This must be the talented Miss Wei Yunfang from Jiangnan, right? I've heard so much about you and read some of your poems; I'd say I'm a fan!"

Wei Yunfang slightly... She glanced shyly at Yang Guo, stepped down the stairs, handed the xylophone to Juhua, took Huang Rong's hand, and smiled, "Chief Huang, your words truly make Yunfang ashamed. Yunfang has only composed a few poems; how could they possibly meet Chief Huang's standards? In fact, Chief Huang is Yunfang's idol! When I read The Legend of the Condor Heroes, I was truly impressed by Chief Huang's response to the poem challenge posed by Master Yideng's disciple. Chief Huang's talent..."

Yang Guo interrupted, "Sister Fang, your father is a leader; does he enjoy this kind of official flattery?" "Peng, why are you learning these unrealistic things too? Oh dear, Fang-jie, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you're still young. You should set lofty career goals and cultivate a down-to-earth lifestyle. Don't let yourself be corrupted by the bad atmosphere of officialdom so early..."

Huang Rong glared at Yang Guo and spat, "Guo'er, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak! Miss Wei and I hit it off immediately, it's not like we're flattering each other. I say, Miss Wei, please don't call me Chief Huang anymore, it sounds too formal. Just call me Sister Huang!"

Wei Yunfang smiled and said, "Okay. " "Since Sister Huang is so generous, Yunfang won't stand on ceremony. Then don't call me 'Miss,' just call me 'Sister'!"

Huang Rong laughed, "Alright, Sister Yunfang..."

Yang Guo felt like vomiting blood again, and cried out, "No way! Sister Fang, how can you call my mother your sister? Aren't you taking advantage of me?"

Wei Yunfang looked at Yang Guo with a loving gaze and said softly, "I'm taking advantage of you. Guo'er, from now on you should change your address. Don't call me Sister Fang anymore, you should call me Aunt Fang..."

Yang Guo almost fainted upon hearing this. Huang Rong introduced the two Tibetan princesses to Wei Yunfang and was about to enter Yunfang's residence when suddenly a sound of clothes rustling in the wind came.

Huang Rong was the first to notice, shouting, "Everyone be careful!" She immediately shielded Wei Yunfang behind her. Seeing a young Taoist priest leap over the high wall ahead, somersaulting through the air, she sneered, "Ma Erbao, you haven't given up your lust after all, you're back again!"

Before she finished speaking, Ma Erbao's longsword was already piercing his chest. Huang Rong raised her dog-beating stick and gently parried the sword. Ma Erbao felt a powerful force travel along the sword to his wrist, then throughout his body, causing him to tumble several feet away. After landing, he staggered back a few steps, managing not to fall completely.

At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and Bixiang, her hair disheveled and her face haggard, rushed out, clutching a pair of scissors. She glared at Ma Erbao with venomous eyes and trembled as she said, "You lecherous devil, I'll kill you!..."

Wei Yunfang quickly pulled Bixiang back, comforting her, "Bixiang, don't be impulsive. With Lady Huang here today, she'll surely avenge you for being spied on by this lecherous thief. Go inside and rest!"

Yang Guo, seeing Bixiang's pained expression, felt both pity and amusement. He sighed to Ma Erbao, "Comrade Erbao, your uncle is, after all, the General Manager and Party Branch Secretary of the Quanzhen Sect. He's managed the Zhongnan Mountain area very well, maintained good relations with the local ethnic minorities, and achieved economic development and a happy and prosperous people. Last year, when the central leaders inspected the Zhongnan Mountain area, they praised him..." The True Sect offered praise, especially for your uncle Ma Yu Zhenren's management model, and suggested it be promoted nationwide. Comrade Erbao, your uncle is such a distinguished figure, how could you dress yourself up like a pile of trash? That girl, Bixiang, is a virgin, unmarried, and doesn't even have a boyfriend. How could you peep at her while she urinates? The place where Bixiang urinates is for her future husband to see; how could you be so presumptuous? And if you really wanted to see, you should have just asked Bixiang! Maybe she'd be generous and let you see, thinking you were just a curious child. Instead, you acted like a pickpocket, peeping and ruining your own handsome image, and even more so, damaging your uncle Ma Yu Zhenren's reputation…”

Yang Guo's tirade infuriated Ma Erbao, who roared, "You little swindler, you've got all the benefits, but you've got all the bad reputation! What right do you have to lecture me? You dare say you've never peeped at a woman urinating? You've even eaten a woman's excrement, haven't you? Don't think that just because you know a few moves of Toad Kung Fu, I'm afraid of you! The more I look at you, the more you resemble a pile of shit. I really don't know who gave birth to you..."

Huang Rong coldly interrupted, "This pile of shit is what I produced. What, you don't like it? Want to fight?"

Ma Erbao looked Huang Rong up and down, exclaiming in surprise, "Where did you come from, you slut?" "You came out? Looks like you've got some skills. But do you know who I am? I'm a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect..."

Huang Rong sighed, "Child, there's no need to be proud of your sect anymore. The Quanzhen Sect is indeed good, but with trash like you, it has no future. I won't waste words with you. Honestly tell me your experience entering Yin Feng Mountain, especially what kind of conspiracy agreement you reached with the Yin Feng Ancestor. Tell me everything without omitting a single word. If you tell the truth, I'll let you go; otherwise, you might not be able to leave Yunfang Residence!"

Yang Guo was surprised to hear this, thinking that his mother must know something inside, otherwise why would she question Ma Erbao so confidently? It wasn't appropriate to press further, so she could only go along with her mother's wishes and say to Ma Erbao, "Comrade Erbao, don't be nervous. It's okay for someone to make a mistake occasionally, the key is to know how to admit and correct it. I advise you to honestly confess, don't go too far astray. The Yin Feng Cult is aligned with the American imperialist camp, you can't raise the wrong flag and stand on the wrong side. You should quickly return to the side of the people, only the power of the people is invincible, the rest of the reactionary forces are just paper tigers..."

Ma Erbao cursed Yang Guo in his heart, but he was shocked that the beautiful woman in front of him could point out his secret. He took two steps back and said in a trembling voice, "You... who exactly are you?!... Tell us your name, we can talk..."

Huang Rong smiled slightly and revealed her name. Ma Erbao was immediately terrified, and with a leap, he tried to run away. Before Huang Rong could intercept him, the two Tibetan princesses had already leaped up with lightning speed, unleashing two swift palm strikes that forced Ma Erbao back to the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Guo couldn't help but laugh, "Look at this, look at this! This is the good effect of the national ethnic policy! Han and Tibetan people are one family, united and shaking hands at a crucial moment to resist foreign enemies. I say, Comrade Erbao, you should just surrender! How can you defeat the great China composed of fifty-six ethnic groups?"

Huang Rong had already circled around, forming a triangular formation with the two Tibetan princesses to surround Ma Erbao, preventing him from escaping again. Facing three beautiful and skilled women, Ma Erbao was filled with regret. This morning, he hid under the outhouse at Yunfang Residence, intending to peep at Wei Yunfang relieving herself. Wei Yunfang didn't come, but when the maid Bixiang came to relieve herself, he peeped at Bixiang's private parts. He saw that although Bixiang was young, her genitals were very well-developed, with thick, dark pubic hair. Ma Erbao was engrossed in the spectacle when he was spotted by the ever-vigilant Bixiang, who screamed and attracted the attention of the patrolling martial arts masters from the Wei residence. A fight ensued, but Ma Erbao had to flee due to his incomplete internal injuries. After recuperating in a nearby dilapidated temple, he thought that the martial arts masters in the Wei residence were all weak, and as long as he didn't run into Yang Guo, rape Miss Wei, and then elope, his trip to Jiangnan wouldn't have been in vain. So, emboldened by lust, he ventured to Yunfang Residence, only to encounter Huang Rong and other masters, much to his dismay.

Huang Rong stared at Ma Erbao, lightly tapping her dog-beating stick in her palm, and smiled, "Little Taoist Ma, what message did the Yin Feng Ancestor send you to the Quanzhen Sect? Why didn't you deliver it yourself, but instead used a carrier pigeon? You'd better tell me the truth, or I'll make you eat shit today!"

Ma Erbao looked at Huang Rong's pretty face and thought, "If it's shit from a beauty like you, I wouldn't mind eating it every day." With a helpless sigh, he sheathed his longsword and said, "You outnumber me and I can't beat you. I have to tell you, but you must swear that you will let me go after I tell you the truth. Also, before I leave, I want to see Miss Wei's vagina..." Upon hearing this,

Wei Yunfang's pretty face turned red. She cursed "shameless" and, carrying her wooden zither, pulled Bixiang back into the house. Huang Rong, enraged, laughed coldly, "Little Taoist Ma, we wanted to give you a way out, but you're pushing your luck! You're definitely going to eat shit today! Tell me, what conspiracy did the Yin Feng Ancestor send you to carry out? If you don't tell me, I'll kill you right now!"

Ma Erbao had no choice but to say, "Fine, I'll tell you. Actually, I didn't even enter Yin Feng Mountain. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen sent me to deliver the broken flag to test my courage and adaptability, but when I got to the foot of Yin Feng Mountain, seeing the black mist filling the valley and hearing the howling wind and ghostly wails, my legs went weak. How could I dare to go in? So I just casually threw the broken flag..." I tossed the broken flag on the ground and turned to leave when I was suddenly surrounded by a hooded man in black. He identified himself as the Yin Wind Messenger, and used his foot to pick up the broken flag I'd thrown, letting out a series of cold laughs. He said, "Our Quanzhen Sect has quite the nerve!" Then he asked about my origins and purpose, handing me a letter to take back to the Quanzhen Sect and have the Seven Masters of Quanzhen read it. The Yin Wind Messenger said the letter was coated with poison; any contact with skin would be fatal. I was horrified and dropped the letter. The Yin Wind Messenger called me an idiot, saying the poison was only on the paper, not the envelope. What were I afraid of? I replied, "How could I help you harm yourselves?" "Master?" The Yin Wind Messenger said, "Young man, think it over. How much do you earn in the Quanzhen Sect each month? If you help our ancestor eliminate the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, you will become the head of the Quanzhen Sect, but it will be renamed the Quanzhen Branch of the Yin Wind Sect." I was tempted by this and agreed to cooperate with the Yin Wind Sect. However, after leaving Yin Wind Mountain, I was still too guilty to send the letter back myself. So, I used the excuse of visiting relatives in Jiangnan to send the letter, along with a letter I had written to my uncle, back by carrier pigeon. If nothing unexpected happens, my uncle Ma Yu and the other six disciples should be dead by now, right?"

Yang Guo sighed upon hearing this, "You Ma Erbao! " "Your conscience has been bitten by a dog. You betrayed the righteous Quanzhen Sect of the martial arts world and worshipped this ghostly and howling Yin Feng Sect. Your will is weak and your beliefs have collapsed. You have let down the white rice and millet peppers of the working people. I said, Mother, Mother, there is no need to waste your breath on this kind of person. Quickly take a rope, put it on a noose, and send him back to Zhongnan Mountain to sit in the dungeon..."

Just as he was speaking enthusiastically, he suddenly felt something strange in his lower body. He looked down and was shocked to see that his two pretty maids, Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, had knelt down in front of him at some point and had already taken the penis out of his crotch and were vying to put it in their mouths. His mother, Huang Rong, and the two Tibetan princesses were also flushed and swaying slightly.

Huang Rong, rubbing her waist, said in a trembling voice, "Guo'er, stop... It seems the masked woman was right, your clapper talk has a magical aphrodisiac effect... These two maids are weak, so they can't resist your aphrodisiac clapper talk... You must stop now, otherwise if we lose our temper, this little Taoist priest will escape..."

Yang Guo, upon hearing this, hurriedly stopped his clapper talk, pushed the two pretty maids aside, pulled up his pants, and exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't realize I had this ability! Clapper talk can make women aroused! Damn! That's so damn satisfying! But let's get back to the main point. Hey you, Ma Erbao, you're truly heartless and brainless. Are you sure you've killed all seven Quanzhen disciples?"

Before Ma Erbao could answer, Huang Rong sneered, "The seven Quanzhen disciples are..." "A mere novice in the martial world? Could he really be killed by a poisoned letter? I've already contacted the Quanzhen Sect via the Beggars' Sect's carrier pigeon. I know the Seven Masters of Quanzhen didn't die; only a few young Taoist priests who were tending the fire in the kitchen perished. One of them shot down the pigeon with a slingshot, and while they were making pigeon soup, they took turns reading the letter. Eventually, all the priests who read the letter died, and the letter was burned in the fire. Only one timid priest dared not drink the soup or read the letter. After his companions died, he went to inform the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen escaped a calamity and are currently uniting various martial arts sects to fight against the Yin Feng Sect. Your Uncle Guo has been elected as the leader..."

Yang Guo clapped his hands upon hearing this, saying, "Great! Uncle Guo has been promoted again! We'll have him treat us to hot pot another day..."

At this moment, Ma Erbao tried to slip away again, but Huang Rong stopped him with her dog-beating stick. Princess Sanna said, "Sister Huang, this little Taoist priest is a traitor to his master. You should cripple his martial arts so he won't harm people again."

Huang Rong looked at the trembling Ma Erbao, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and said with a grin, "Sister Sanna, it wasn't easy for little Taoist Ma to master such martial arts. It would be such a waste to cripple him. Let's not be so cruel. Let's follow the punishment I mentioned earlier and make him eat some excrement..."

Yang Guo, hearing this, perked up and rolled up his sleeves, saying, "Okay, Mother, quickly acupuncture his pressure points, and I'll drag him to the latrine to eat excrement..."

Huang Rong scolded him, "Guo'er, you're so impolite! Little Taoist Ma..." "He's a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and he's been recognized as an outstanding youth. How can you let him eat cold excrement from the latrine? If he's going to eat anything, he should eat fresh, hot excrement!"

Yang Guo was stunned. "Fresh, hot excrement? Where can I find that?"

Huang Rong instructed Juhua to fetch a wooden basin and said to Ma Erbao in a teasing tone, "Child, do you think Auntie is beautiful? If you think Auntie is beautiful, then you can taste Auntie's excrement later. I guarantee you'll find it delicious, hehe..."

When Ma Erbao heard that Huang Rong really wanted him to eat excrement, he was initially ashamed and angry, but when he saw Huang Rong's beautiful appearance, he couldn't help but think, "What's wrong with me eating a little of her excrement if she's so beautiful?"

Yang Guo's feelings were complicated. On one hand, he felt that his mother was really too mischievous. On the other hand, he felt that he actually felt jealous of Ma Erbao because deep down, he wanted to possess everything about his mother, and he was even reluctant to let anyone else eat his mother's excrement.

Of course, he couldn't very well compete with Ma Erbao to eat excrement at this moment, so he could only sigh deeply and say with a wry smile, "Mother, you are truly a genius! Ma Erbao will probably never forget the punishment of eating excrement that you gave him! I'll take my leave for a while, you can slowly feed Comrade Erbao excrement here!"

As he spoke, he entered Yunfang Residence, lifted the curtain of the inner room, and saw Wei Yunfang and Bixiang sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging each other and panting. Both of them were naked from the waist up, and their four bright red nipples were rubbing together. Upon seeing this, Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, "Damn it! Sister Fang, oh no, Aunt Fang, what do you mean by this? We are a socialist country, and we must oppose bourgeois liberalization. Your lesbian relationship in broad daylight is extremely offensive!"

Wei Yunfang glared at Yang Guo, and after she and Bixiang finished dressing, she scolded, "Guo'er, how dare you talk to us like that! It's all because of your damned clapper talk. We can't help but get aroused whenever we hear your clapper talk. Please give us a heads-up before you start, so we can be prepared!"

Yang Guo was now truly certain that his clapper talk had a magical aphrodisiac effect on women, and he found it unbelievable. There are so many clapper talkers in the world, why could his alone make these women so infatuated? He couldn't figure out the key, but he felt a faint sense of pride, because this aphrodisiac clapper talk was indeed a powerful weapon for manipulating women.

Just then, Huang Rong called out from outside, "Sister Yunfang, quickly bring Bixiang out! We need to feed that little Taoist priest!"

Wei Yunfang, who hated Ma Erbao to the core because of Bixiang, sneered upon hearing this, "Fine, since this little Taoist priest is so lecherous and shameless, let's make him eat a woman's excrement and see if he'll still be disrespectful to women! Bixiang, come on, let's go outside and defecate, and feed that Taoist priest who was spying on your private parts!"

Yang Guo couldn't believe that under his mother's encouragement, even a refined lady like Wei Yunfang could become so petty and vicious, and he couldn't help but sigh. Bixiang shook her head and said, "No, Miss, I feel disgusted just looking at that Ma Erbao! He's not qualified to eat my excrement! The one who is qualified to eat my excrement..."

As she said this, she glanced at Yang Guo. Yang Guo, annoyed, retorted, "Damn it, Bixiang, you're belittling me way too much! You think I'm qualified to eat your shit? Oh dear, I'm truly flattered, but I don't like eating shit!"

Wei Yunfang suddenly looked at Yang Guo with extremely gentle eyes and softly asked, "Guo'er, let me ask you, if it were my shit, would you eat it?"

Looking at Wei Yunfang's beautiful face, Yang Guo blurted out, "Auntie, your shit is the most delicious food in the world to me, of course I'd eat it!" "You actually wanted to feed that lowly Ma Erbao your excrement! I really don't want to..."

Wei Yunfang nodded and said, "Guo'er, you're right. Ma Erbao has no right to eat my excrement. Your mother's excrement is more precious than mine, so that little Taoist priest has even less right to eat it. I'll go out and persuade your mother. Otherwise, instead of punishing that little Taoist priest, we'll leave him with the happy memory of eating the excrement of a noble beauty. That would be a miscalculation."

With that, she hurried out of the house. Yang Guo shook his head, sat down next to Bi Xiang, smoothed her hair, and comforted her, "Comrade Bi Xiang, I think you shouldn't be so sad. Although Ma Erbao peeked at your cunt, he can only look from afar, not touch it. Just treat him like your own son. A son looking at his mother's cunt, just looking, can't have sex, it won't do you any harm..."

Bi Xiang suddenly pushed Yang Guo away, sobbing, "Young Master Yang, how dare you laugh at me! Do you know why I'm so heartbroken? My cunt has never been seen by a man since it started developing. Ever since I met you, I've always intended for you to be the first man to see my cunt." "Now my cunt has been defiled by that vile Ma Erbao's gaze, how can I not be heartbroken?!"

Yang Guo was somewhat moved upon hearing this, and quickly grasped Bixiang's hand, saying with a forced smile, "Oh dear, so it turns out that Miss Bixiang's cunt was meant for my eyes, but unfortunately my eyes are so dull that Ma Ergou's eyes beat me to it. But Miss Bixiang, don't be sad, Ma Erbao's eyesight must be nearsighted, he could only have seen a few black hairs at most, he certainly didn't see the rest of the beautiful scenery clearly. Now let me see, my eyes can penetrate your vagina..."

As he spoke, he pushed Bixiang down onto the bed, untied her skirt, and pulled down her skirt and trousers. Bixiang didn't resist, and said in a coquettish voice, "Young Master Yang, you should have done this to me a long time ago! I actually like you so much, I wish I could stuff you into my cunt..."

Yang Guo took off Bixiang's skirt and trousers, and Bixiang took the initiative to lift her legs, using her hands to spread them apart, completely exposing her pubic hair to Yang Guo. Yang Guo carefully examined her pubic hair while unbuckling his belt and said with a smile, "Miss Bixiang, my little penis has a heavy revolutionary mission, working overtime every day. Now we are in the difficult period of the Long March, and no matter where my little penis goes, it is surrounded and intercepted by hundreds of thousands of reactionary beauties, and there is always a risk of sacrifice. In order to reach Yan'an alive, today I can only break your hymen. The rest of the project will have to be built by you slowly accumulating funds. You won't blame me for being stingy, will you?"

As he spoke, he thrust his lower abdomen and inserted his penis into Bixiang's vagina. Bixiang let out a scream and suddenly wrapped her arms around Yang Guo's neck, her fingernails digging painfully into Yang Guo's back. Yang Guo gently thrust a few times before pulling out his penis, which was covered in blood. He

sighed, thinking, "Another girl has been deflowered by me..." Just as he was about to put on his pants, Bi Xiang panicked, grabbing his waist and trembling, "Young Master Yang, is that all? Although you've made me bleed, ending my virginity, I haven't even had my proper pleasure yet! How can you stop halfway? I won't do it!"

Yang Guo gently pushed Bi Xiang away, putting on his pants as he said seriously, "Comrade Bi Xiang, that's not right of you. Our main task now is to break virginity. Once that hymen that hinders revolution is pierced by the people's steel guns, the rest will be easier. As for the subsequent pleasure, our country is still very poor, lacking manpower and sperm, especially for revolutionary soldiers like me who bear too much responsibility for breaking virginity. We must conserve funds and reduce energy consumption! Comrade Bi Xiang, you need to think from the perspective of the collective, not just from your own individualistic perspective..."

Bixiang interrupted him with a muffled groan, sneering, "Come on, my dear Yang, you don't need to make it sound so high-sounding! Actually, you just want to conserve your energy for other women! I know our young lady's hymen is still waiting for you to break it; that's one of your major tasks in coming to our Wei mansion. And those two little sluts, Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, they want you to deflower them too, don't they? Let me tell you, those two little sluts are incredibly horny..."

Bixiang was talking badly about the other two pretty maids because of their past grudges when suddenly a "plop" sound came from outside. Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't that the sound of pooping? Did Aunt Fang not persuade Mother? Are they still going to poop for that Ma Erbao to eat?..." Just

as he was about to go out to see what was going on, the curtain was lifted, and his mother Huang Rong, Wei Yunfang, and the two Tibetan princesses entered one after the other, all smiling. Yang Guo couldn't help but laugh, "Mother, I thought you were the one taking a dump outside! What, aren't you planning to let that little Taoist priest eat your own poop? Who was that 'plop' sound just now?"

Huang Rong laughed, "Your Aunt Fang is right, Ma Erbao's level is too low, he's not qualified to eat our poop, so I had Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, those two little maids, poop for him, and he seemed quite happy about it. It seems only you, Guo'er, are qualified to eat the poop of us beauties..."

As she spoke, she looked at Yang Guo with a mischievous gaze. Yang Guo was startled and quickly smiled apologetically, "Mother, this isn't the difficult period of 1960. The country has grain reserves, and the people have money. I think we should eat grain first. As for poop..." "Let's talk about food when we really have no more! Mother, now that we know the Quanzhen Sect is safe, let's hurry on our way and meet up with Uncle Guo..."

Huang Rong said with a playful laugh, "These important national affairs are none of your concern, child! Guo'er, you haven't finished your work at the Wei residence yet! Your Aunt Yunfang is very kind to you, and you must repay her properly with your little penis today. There are also two girls, Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, waiting for you to deflower them. As for Bixiang..."

Huang Rong said, looking at the disheveled Bixiang, and couldn't help but laugh, "You've probably already taken care of Bixiang, haven't you? Guo'er, your work efficiency is quite high..."

Bixiang glanced at Yang Guo, her pretty face blushing. Yang Guo coughed, not knowing what to say, when a few more "plop" sounds came from outside, mixed with the giggling of a young girl. Yang Guo couldn't help but say, "Mother, you're holding this meeting here, I'll go see if Comrade Ma Erbao has eaten his fill!"

He then leaped out the door, Huang Rong's voice echoing behind him: "Guo'er, hurry up and break the hymens of Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus before you come in..."

Yang Guo loudly replied, "Yes!"... Upon reaching the courtyard, he smelled a faint odor of excrement, not too foul. He saw the two pretty maids, Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, naked, giggling. One grabbed Ma Erbao's hair, the other held his shoulder, forcefully pressing the little Taoist's face into the wooden basin. Chrysanthemum's eyes were full of mischief as she gritted her teeth and laughed, "Eat! Eat quickly! A girl's excrement is the most nutritious! You'll definitely crave it for the rest of your life after eating it!"

Yang Guo walked up to the three of them. Ma Erbao had just finished a large mouthful of excrement and looked up, meeting Yang Guo's gaze. Seeing Ma Erbao's face covered in half-dried, half-runny yellow excrement, and his mouth stuffed full, Yang Guo couldn't help but laugh, "Comrade Erbao, when you first saw the beautiful faces of Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, did you ever imagine you'd be eating their excrement? Now, do you feel happy or humiliated?"

Ma Erbao glared at Yang Guo, swallowing the excrement in his mouth, letting out a muffled groan without answering. His feelings were quite complex at this moment. On one hand, he felt humiliated for being restrained by pressure point manipulation; on the other hand, he didn't feel any aversion to eating the excrement of two beautiful maids. In fact, Ma Erbao had long harbored a desire to eat excrement from beautiful women because he once had a beautiful cousin with captivating eyes and large, swaying breasts. His cousin had a snow-white dog whose diet was completely different from other dogs; it would only eat its mistress's excrement and wouldn't touch anything else. Ma Erbao discovered this strange event one afternoon when he was chatting with his cousin in the yard. Suddenly, the cute little dog named "Snow Lion" came running over barking and lay down at his cousin's feet, refusing to leave. My cousin stroked the puppy's head with her slender hand and said softly, "Snow Lion is hungry, I should feed it." As she spoke, she untied her skirt and pulled down her pants in front of Ma Erbao, defecating a puddle of hot feces on the ground. The puppy, "Snow Lion," immediately pounced on it and devoured the feces, even licking my cousin's anus clean. Ma Erbao was dumbfounded by this scene. My cousin giggled and gave him a teasing look. That afternoon, fourteen-year-old Ma Erbao lost his virginity to his twenty-year-old cousin. His penis thrust dozens of times into her vagina and hundreds more times into her anus. Just as he smeared his thin, watery semen around her anus, his cousin's husband suddenly pushed open the gate and entered. Seeing this scene, he was speechless with astonishment…

Ma Erbao was reminiscing about the past when Yang Guo… He ordered two pretty maids to lie face down side by side with their bare buttocks raised. He then slapped his penis against their plump buttocks for a while, before inserting it into Juhua's anus along the cleft of her buttocks. After a few thrusts, he pulled it out and inserted it into Guihua's anus...

Juhua cried out, "Young Master Yang, weren't you going to deflower us two sisters? Why are you messing with our anuses? We just pooped in our anuses, aren't you disgusted?"

Yang Guo pulled his penis out of Guihua's anus, looking at the specks of excrement on it. Suddenly, he inexplicably thought of his mother, Huang Rong, and thought how wonderful it would be if one day he could insert his penis into his mother's anus after she had just pooped, and use it to clean the remaining excrement from her anus... Thinking of this, his lust surged, and he forcefully inserted his penis into Juhua's vagina from behind. The girl immediately let out a scream.

Ma Erbao knelt to the side, watching Yang Guo happily having sex while he was eating excrement. He cursed inwardly, complaining about how unfair fate was. The screams from the chrysanthemum reached Yunfang Residence, making the women tremble. Huang Rong put down her teacup, looked at the curtain and sighed with a smile, "Alas, my Guo'er has defiled another virgin..."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Wei Yunfang, stood up, took her hand, and said with a light laugh, "Sister Yunfang, Guo'er will also defile you later. Before he takes you, I have a private matter I want to tell you..."

So the two went into the inner room, and Huang Rong, while smiling and staring at Wei Yunfang's beautiful face, began to unbutton her clothes. Wei Yunfang exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Huang, what are you doing? Do you have a lesbian inclination?..."

Huang Rong chuckled and said, "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? The deepest emotion in my life is loving Guo'er. How could I have a lesbian inclination? Don't misunderstand, I want to take off my bra and give it to you. Later, when you're intimate with Guo'er wearing my bra, tell him that you're wearing his biological mother's bra, to stimulate his sexual desire and make him ejaculate more..." As she

spoke, she took off her light red embroidered bra and handed it to Wei Yunfang. Wei Yunfang gazed at Huang Rong's high, full breasts and the slightly darkened nipples, admiring them with a mixture of awe and deep emotion. She was also deeply moved by Huang Rong's maternal love and stammered, "Sister Huang, since you love Guo'er so much, why don't you just have sex with him? I think your love for Guo'er can only be perfectly expressed through sex..."

Huang Rong covered her clothes and retorted with a playful laugh, "Sister Yunfang, you've also studied the classics, how can you say such unethical things? I am Guo'er's biological mother, how..." "How could I just have sex with him like that? Of course, I will never keep my body closed to him forever. I will use my beauty to indirectly stimulate and encourage him until he becomes famous and successful in the martial arts world, and only then will I give him my body without reservation. I feel that only in this way can I fulfill my responsibility as a mother..."

Wei Yunfang was even more moved upon hearing this, tightly grasping Huang Rong's hand, and sighed, "Sister Huang, you are the gentlest and most loving mother in the world... I admire you!"

Huang Rong shook her head and sighed, "Sister Yunfang, you're wrong. Guo'er has another mother, and she's the best person in the world to him. Her name is Mu Nianci..."

As Huang Rong finished speaking, Yang Guo's singing voice suddenly came from outside: "Oh my god, my little pecker is covered in blood! Which girl has been stabbed again..."

Huang Rong laughed upon hearing this, "It seems Guo'er has already finished deflowering Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus. Judging from his energetic tone, he obviously didn't ejaculate, but saved most of his energy for dealing with Sister Yunfang." "You, Yunfang, don't go out. Hurry up and put on my bra in this room. I'll go out and call Guo'er to come in and have sex with you..."

Saying this, she lifted the curtain and went out. There she saw Yang Guo kneeling before Princess Zhuoma, clinging to her legs and begging, "Aunt Zhuoma, the more I look at you, the more beautiful you seem. Please let me see your private parts beforehand, okay? Just one look, I promise I won't do anything..."

Huang Rong, seeing this, couldn't help but laugh and say, "Guo'er, you're being shameless again! How have I taught you? You must be polite to pretty aunties..." "Win them over with your sincerity and patience, and finally get the aunties to willingly wrap their labia around your little penis... Quickly let go of Aunt Zhuoma, how's Ma Erbao outside?"

Yang Guo laughed, "Ma Erbao is narrow-minded. He was so angry seeing others having sex with him that he fainted and hasn't woken up yet. Mother, where is Aunt Yunfang? My little penis is throbbing rapidly, I want to find Aunt Yunfang to soothe it!"

Huang Rong glared at Yang Guo and said with a charming smile, "Look at your impatient look, where is the demeanor of a Peach Blossom Island person? Just wait! " "..."

she called into the inner room, "Sister Yunfang, are you ready? There's a little chick here that can't stand it anymore and is running around everywhere. Can I let the little chick come in and find its warm nest?"

Wei Yunfang replied with a smile from inside, "Is the little chick anxious? Then let it in! Auntie's nest is ready, warm as spring, it will definitely be able to take in the little chick and soothe its wandering heart..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo released Princess Zhuoma's legs, jumped up, and rushed into the inner room impatiently, but Huang Rong grabbed his arm and stopped him from leaving. Yang Guo struggled to break free, saying anxiously, "Mother, this is a crucial moment for the rocket launch! The whole nation is watching the live broadcast on TV! You can't cause trouble at this time, that would be a political mistake..."

Huang Rong chuckled, pulling her son into her arms and gently kissing him on the cheek. Yang Guo was momentarily stunned, noticing the deep affection in his mother's eyes. He heard his mother softly say, "Guo'er, don't be so hasty. Be calm and collected... Go on, go fuck your Aunt Yunfang's cunt... Mother is here to support you and encourage you... Guo'er, Mother loves you..."

Yang Guo was shocked by her words, and tears immediately welled up in his eyes. Since learning of his unusual origins and that he was Huang Rong's biological son, although he knew Huang Rong loved him, she was naturally playful and always spoke to him in a joking tone. Today was the first time he had heard his mother express her maternal love to him so earnestly, and he felt a bittersweet feeling in his heart. Just as he was about to embrace his mother and violate her, Huang Rong pushed him into the inner room with a smile, knocking through the curtain and throwing him into someone's warm embrace. Wei Yunfang's voice rang in his ears: "Guo'er, you've come? Aunt Fang has been waiting for this moment for a long time. If Aunt Fang's virgin blood doesn't stain your little penis red today, you won't be able to leave Aunt Fang's embrace..."

Yang Guo lifted his head from Wei Yunfang's embrace and met her two burning gazes. He couldn't help but tremble, remembering the maternal desire this talented woman from Jiangnan had for him, and suddenly a desire arose... Overwhelmed by a strong urge to nurse, Yang Guo knelt before Wei Yunfang, gazing up at her full breasts, and trembled as he said, "Aunt Fang, I'm hungry... I want to nurse..."

Wei Yunfang gently stroked his hair while loosening her blouse, softly saying, "Of course you want to nurse! Guo'er, whenever Aunt Fang thinks of you, not only do my two lower orifices itch, but my two nipples also become unbearably hard. Today, Aunt Fang must use these two nipples to release the maternal love that has been accumulating for so long in your mouth. If one day, the goddess of maternal love creates a elixir that produces milk, you must return to my side so that I can nurse you anytime, watering your heart with my fragrant and sweet milk..."

Her blouse was loosened, revealing a pale red embroidered bra. Her two breasts pushed the bra into two towering mounds. Yang Guo greedily inhaled the delicate fragrance of the bra, when he heard Wei Yunfang softly ask, "Guo'er, does Aunt Fang's bra smell good? Doesn't it smell wonderful?"

Yang Guo took a deep breath and sighed, "Yes, it smells wonderful... I've never smelled such a fragrant scent on Aunt Fang before... Aunt Fang, did you put some special perfume on this bra?"

Wei Yunfang pressed Yang Guo's face deeply into her chest, her voice trembling, "Guo'er, there's no special perfume. This fragrance is entirely a mother's..." Love radiated naturally. "Guo'er, this bra was just taken off by your mother and given to me. She told me to wear it while we're intimate, to better stimulate your desire..."

Upon hearing that the bra belonged to his mother, Yang Guo was deeply shaken, his lust rising instantly. After taking a few deep sniffs, he raised his head and tightly grasped Wei Yunfang's breasts with both hands, squeezing her flesh painfully through the bra, causing the talented woman from Jiangnan to let out a groan that sounded like pain.

Yang Guo pulled his hands back, tearing the bra off Wei Yunfang's body. Two round, high breasts appeared before Yang Guo's eyes, swaying rapidly, their two purplish-red nipples standing erect, the color of the nipples proving the woman's virginity.

Yang Guo immediately put one nipple in his mouth, while looking up at Wei Yunfang's face. In that instant, he had a strange hallucination, seeing the face of the woman whose breasts he saw shift between Wei Yunfang and his mother, Huang Rong, finally settling on Huang Rong's charming face. His mother seemed to be giving him a beautiful, kind smile as he suckled at her, her playful eyes sparkling beneath her long eyelashes. She seemed to be softly saying, "Guo'er, eat, drink milk, drink milk, drink Mommy's milk..."

Yang Guo suckled fiercely at Wei Yunfang's nipple, his mouth enveloping the entire deep red areola, pulling it back with the suction, stretching it more than three times its original length, just like when he first suckled at Nangong Lin's breast. Under such suction, if Wei Yunfang had any milk, it would have already gushed out.

Huang Rong, chatting and drinking tea with two Tibetan princesses in the outer hall, heard her son suckling in the inner room and felt a surge of heat in her chest; her nipples hardened instantly. The two Tibetan princesses also felt a surge of heat throughout their bodies. Princess Sanna said, "Sister, let's not stay here. Let's go prepare to set up the tent..."

Princess Zhuoma glared at her sister and scolded, "What's the rush! We're destined to pamper Guo'er tonight anyway..."

She then looked at Huang Rong and sighed, "Sister Huang, I can see you're in pain. I have a suggestion. You could actually open up parts of your body to Guo'er... As a mother, your lower body is forbidden for Guo'er, but your upper body, especially your breasts, is completely..." "It's okay for Guo'er to do that, because a mother using her own breasts to love her child isn't considered incest..."

Huang Rong, intrigued, asked, "Princess Zhuoma, do you mean I can let Guo'er play with my breasts and suckle my nipples?"

Princess Zhuoma smiled, "Sister Huang, of course Guo'er can play with your breasts as he pleases, but you can also take the initiative! For example, you can use your breasts to stimulate Guo'er's penis. I've heard that the friction between a mother's cleavage and a child's penis is the best way to arouse a child's sexual desire..."

Princess Sanna chimed in, "Yes, Sister Huang, we used to know a beautiful female knight-errant. To stimulate her son's sexual desire, on his thirteenth birthday, she personally led over twenty beautiful women to take turns giving him breast sex, fully unleashing his sexual potential. In the end, the female knight-errant and the twenty-odd beautiful women were all taken by her son. Not only were their vaginas satisfied, but all the women's anuses were also transformed into deep, enlarged anal holes. This is the result of a mother's breast stimulation..."

Hearing this, Huang Rong also felt a surge of heat and interrupted Princess Sanna, sighing, "Princesses, please stop! Regarding the issue of opening one's body to Guo'er, I still need to hold a Party Committee meeting to discuss it in depth... Now, let's go out and see if Ma Erbao has woken up yet..."

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