[The Shang Family: A Withered Tree Reborn in the World of Jin Yong's Characters]

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The rain poured down relentlessly, large raindrops pelting the roof tiles of the merchant's fortress. In the pitch-black
night the flickering oil lamps, an old woman and a young man were practicing swordsmanship.
The young man, in his early twenties, was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, his handsome face covered in sweat. The older woman, a white-haired old lady in her fifties, wore a blue cotton-padded jacket and
a black skirt . Her back was slightly hunched, her temples completely white, but her hair on top was jet black. Her voice was hoarse and quite unpleasant.
The young man gritted his teeth and, under his mother's disapproving gaze, lunged forward with his sword in one hand and his palm in the other. The two swords clashed repeatedly, and
in a fit of anger, the young man unleashed more than a dozen strikes, all of which were easily deflected by the old woman without batting an eye. The young man's breathing
gradually became erratic, and in the heat of the battle, the old woman seized an opening. With a move called "Child Worshipping Buddha," the young man's golden sword clattered to
the ground.

With a stern face, Old Lady Shang said, "Your breathing is always uneven, and your progress is so slow. When will you ever be able
to avenge your father?"

The young man was none other than Shang Baozhen, the young master of Shangjia Fort, and the old woman was
the widow of Shang Jianming, the once-famous Bagua Saber. Seeing her son remain silent, Old Lady Shang stared at him intently for a while before asking calmly, "I've noticed you're
always staring at that old镖头 Ma's daughter. Do you have an affair? Look at your kung fu; the more you practice
, the worse it gets. If you're so lazy, when will you ever avenge your father?"

Shang Baozhen replied, "Mother, I know I was wrong, but whenever I see Ma Chunhua… especially when she
smiles , my soul flies away…" Old Lady Shang threw her golden knife to the ground and angrily said, "Enough!
You're far inferior to those two Miao and Hu thieves in martial arts right now, but if you practice diligently, every day your kung fu will improve, while
those two thieves will age. One day, you'll tear them to pieces with your Bagua Blade." Shang Baozhen
had heard this countless times since childhood, and as a child, he believed it wholeheartedly, thinking that by practicing every day,
he could one day personally kill his enemies, become famous throughout the martial arts world, and enjoy immense success! As he grew older and gained more experience, he
realized that his mother's wishful thinking was completely unrealistic. Even with thirty years of internal energy cultivation and
the ultimate mastery of his father's Bagua Saber, he was no match for Miao Renfeng Hu Yidao. He would only be throwing his life away. However, his mother had been
consumed he could only follow her wishes and talk about revenge every day.

Old Mrs. Shang saw through her son's insincerity and her tone softened considerably: "Zhen'er, perhaps I'm wrong.
I've forced you to practice martial arts every day to avenge our family, which has made you completely ignorant of the outside world. That Ma Chunhua is just an ordinary-looking
woman, yet she's captivated you. But I must tell you, before we avenge our family, I forbid you from marrying, and
I forbid you from having any connection with any woman! Don't blame me, you must understand that those two enemies are not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also have many friends in
the martial . If there's an outsider in the family, it's hard to guarantee that our revenge plan
won't be leaked. I'm old, so it doesn't matter, but you, at such a young age, might end up with your head separated from your family before you even have a son to carry on the Shang family line.
My son, you must understand this!" Shang Baozhen thought to himself, "From childhood to adulthood, it's all been martial arts training, I'm not allowed to go out and
play, not allowed to make friends, not allowed to travel far... Now..." "I'm all grown up, yet I'm not even allowed to associate with women. What's the point
of living ?" Old Mrs. Shang saw the dissatisfaction and resentment in her son's eyes and suppressed her temper, saying, "Alright, alright,
go take a bath first, and come to my room in half an hour to practice your internal energy."

Mrs. Shang lay in the warm water, still troubled by her son's situation: "Foolish son,
all women in the world are the same. Whether they are beautiful or ugly, they are all the same except for their physical appearance. What's so good about women? The saying goes, '
Heroes are short-sighted , but love is long.' Women only prevent you from being a hero and waste your life force!" Old Mrs. Shang
suddenly remembered something, which made her even more annoyed: these days, whenever she went to his room, she could smell an indescribable
masculine scent. Old Mrs. Shang had been widowed for a long time and had long forgotten about matters between men and women, but now she remembered
where the smell in her son's room came from.

"What should we do? This foolish child is only interested in women. Even if he practices for eighty years, he still won't be a match for those two thieves.
We must think of a way." While pondering this, Old Lady Shang haphazardly wiped her chest with a bath towel, occasionally uttering
words that no one but herself could understand. "I have them too!"

"Wouldn't that make us like beasts? Absolutely not!"

"Jianming, you'll understand my painstaking efforts in heaven!"

...

"Mother!" Shang Baozhen, wearing a long robe, entered and bowed.

"Why are you being so fussy? Take off your outer clothes and come practice!" Old Lady Shang's face remained icy
.

Shang Baozhen removed his long robe and trousers, sat cross-legged opposite his mother, and suddenly felt something was off:
his mother seemed to be wearing perfume, her body smelled very pleasant, and it seemed she wasn't binding her chest;
he could vaguely see two nipples.

"Zhen'er, starting today, I'll teach you the eighth level of the Shang family's internal energy cultivation method. Turn around." After
her son sat up, Old Madam Shang quietly loosened the tightly wrapped belt around her waist a little, then focused her energy in her dantian,
slowly placing her palms on her son's back. Shang Baozhen felt waves of heat slowly entering his body.

"Remember, at this time, your mind must be clear and empty, otherwise you will suffer a qi deviation and become paralyzed!" Upon hearing this, Shang Baozhen quickly
banished his mother's body from his mind and circulated his energy according to the method he had memorized since childhood. Half an incense stick later, he suddenly heard his mother
cry out from behind, and the heat on his back immediately disappeared. "Mother, what's wrong?" As he spoke, Shang Baozhen turned
his head , thinking to himself, "Has Mother suffered a qi deviation?" He hurriedly checked his mother's breathing and shook
her arms a few times: "Mother, Mother, what's wrong?" Her nose was still warm, but with these few pulls, his mother's jacket
miraculously slid to both sides, revealing a patch of white flesh. Upon seeing her breasts, Shang Baozhen's penis immediately hardened like an iron rod.
Aside from the erotic pictures he'd secretly bought, this was the first time he'd ever seen a woman's breasts. But after a brief erection, his mother's twenty
years of stern authority caused him to shrink back, his hands trembling as he pulled his undershirt closed to cover the white flesh.

Old Mrs. Shang, initially frightened by her son's heavy, labored breathing, now felt a surge of exasperation seeing him close her undershirt
: "If this doesn't work out, he'll find another woman sooner or later. If this foolish boy lets
something the Shang family will be wiped out!" Hearing her son slowly walk away, Old Mrs. Shang opened her eyes a crack:
she saw him take a step, then look back, constantly swallowing. Old Mrs. Shang sighed inwardly: This boy is unlikely to amount to anything!

But things will work out! Just as her son was about to leave, Old Mrs. Shang 'slowly' woke up: "Ah!
It hurts !" Shang Baozhen quickly put on a filial face and ran back: "Mother, are you possessed? I see..."
"You have hot breath around your nose, so we're going to find a doctor!" Old Mrs. Shang said, breathing "weakly." "No...
no...no, Zhen'er, sit next to me. Senior Shang has also fainted like this while practicing. Just do as I
say, and I'll be fine in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Place one palm on my chest and the other on my navel, and make
105 circles to the left, then 105 circles to the right. This will dissipate the stagnant energy." With that, she unbuttoned her jacket and
took off her white training pants. Shang Baozhen couldn't help but swallow again. Although Old Mrs. Shang was in her fifties and
her hair was white around her waist, years of training had made her chest and belly relatively smooth. Her breasts weren't large,
and they drooping slightly. The sight of her red and black nipples aroused Shang Baozhen's desire. Underneath, she wore
a pair of underpants that reached just above her knees. A small dark patch was slightly recessed in the pure white fabric, and below that were her pale white
calves.

"What are you standing there for? I'm your mother, what's so difficult about me!" Old Mrs. Shang's tone had returned to normal, but Shang Baozhen
didn't notice at all, muttering, "Oh, I understand." When his palm moved down to her navel, Old Mrs. Shang's
underpants temporarily slipped off her body, and Shang Baozhen's sharp eyes caught sight of a tuft of black hair. His penis, which had been acting up, hardened again.
Old Mrs. Shang hadn't touched a man in many years, and although the man before her was her own son, someone she had
schemed to achieve for the greater good, she still felt a primal turmoil in her heart. The 'treatment' had begun, and neither mother nor son spoke.
Shang Baozhen's hand kept unconsciously touching his mother's nipples, and he could feel
her His hand below was even more aroused; each time, he wanted to run his hand along her underpants and
play with that tuft of hair.

Old Mrs. Shang knew her son was lustful but had always been afraid of her. He wouldn't dare act without her permission, but
saying the words was difficult. After much thought, she sighed and said, "Zhen'er, I know what you're thinking! Actually
, all women in the world are the same—old or young, beautiful or ugly—they're all the same in the dark! It's not that I'm heartless and don't want you
to associate with women, it's just that those two enemies are too powerful; the slightest mistake could lead to the extermination of your entire family! You're still young,
and the world is full of treacherous people; I'm really worried. There's really no real pleasure in
matters between men and women (this was her experience with Shang Jianming), it's just a means for people to continue their lineage. Look at your father and me, back then we spent
our days traveling the world, seeking masters and friends to hone our skills. In our leisure time, we diligently practiced both internal and external martial arts. Since you
were born, my husband and I have rarely had sex, maybe once a year. These things are inconvenient for a mother to say to her son, but I
'm doing this because I see you have..." "I 'm so engrossed in lust that I dared to speak out, even at the risk of being disrespectful.
I don't think your father will blame me. I think matters between men and women are less interesting than practicing martial arts. Today, I risk being struck by lightning to give
you my body, hoping my son can understand my intentions."

After saying this, Old Lady Shang stripped herself naked to her son's astonishment. Thinking he
was completely clueless didn't forget to teach him, using her hands to pull apart her labia from the pubic hair: "Foolish boy, look at
the little hole in the middle. I'm old, and it's dry inside. Put some saliva on the tip of your penis and gently
insert it to try." Shang Baozhen, having overcome his fear, prepared to put his "life's knowledge" to good use
. Although he had never been intimate with a woman, he had seen many erotic pictures from the traveling peddler Sun San, and he
was already familiar with the various ways men and women played in those lifelike paintings.

Old Mrs. Shang pushed away her son's mouth as he leaned in: "What are you doing? Didn't I teach you? Just
put it in that hole!" Like her husband, Mrs. Shang was obsessed with martial arts all her life and knew nothing about the proper sexual practices between men and women, such as licking breasts and genitals .
She thought that between husband and wife, it was just a matter of the man putting his penis into the woman's vagina, forcing his eyes open, and waiting for the semen to come out
before it was over. "Mother, there are many fun ways for men and women to play. Just listen to your son. Mother, stick
out your tongue and let me suck it!" Upon hearing this, Old Madam Shang felt a sharp pain in her stomach. An inexplicable anger flared up within her, and with a
slap , her foolish son received a five-finger strike on the face. "Tell me, where did you learn these lewd tricks? No wonder your martial arts have regressed instead of improved
..." Shang Baozhen stamped his foot in grievance. "Mother, this is what you asked me to do. If you're going to do it, then do
it Forget it, I'll go talk to Miss Chunhua!" Old Madam Shang panicked upon hearing this. Her son, whose lust was burning fiercely
, was now going to see Ma Chunhua. If Miss Ma didn't respect herself, who knew what kind of improper things she might do? What if she
got pregnant? Although the nickname "Hundred-Victory Divine Fist" was boastful, Ma Xingkong was still a
famous . Could she really back out of this marriage? Shang Shi hurriedly called out, "Foolish boy, come back here!"
Seeing her son had locked the door again, Shang Shi closed her eyes and thought, "Sigh, things have come to this, let him do as he pleases this
once. After he's had his fill, he'll know that matters between men and women are nothing more than this, utterly devoid of pleasure!"

As soon as his mother agreed, Shang Baozhen quickly stripped off his clothes again and
climbed onto the bed with his erect penis. The foolish boy pecked at her face like a chicken pecking at rice, and Shang Shi numbly endured it until her earlobe was sucked, at which point she
let out a sound. That sound was far less frightening than usual, and even a little trembling: "Foolish boy, stop teasing me, my heart
is a little uneasy." Shang Baozhen chuckled, pinching one of his mother's nipples between two fingers of his right hand, slowly
rubbing and kneading it while his tongue pushed open his mother's teeth. Shang Shi didn't understand the secrets of lovemaking, and simply let her son stir things up and down and side to side in her
mouth .

"Mother, stick out your tongue." Madam Shang blankly stuck out most of a piece of soft, reddish-white flesh. Shang
Baozhen quickly grabbed it and began sucking eagerly. Shang Baozhen had only tried
this move based on erotic books and pictures, and even before touching the genitals, he was already experiencing great pleasure in the act. He never imagined that
the saliva of his mother, whom he had always been terrified of and rarely gentle with, would taste so sweet. It was cool and slightly sweet, and the thought that it was
the saliva of his mother who had given birth to him made it even more fragrant. Madam Shang didn't understand what pleasure her son was getting from this foolish act. She had
known since childhood that human saliva was smelly; had her foolish son gone mad?

He was enjoying sucking the smelly saliva so much! However, with her nipples being played with by her foolish son, her genitals, which had been neglected for decades,
were starting to feel strange. She only remembered that when Shang Jianming made love to her, he never took off
his would only pull her underpants down to her knees before he would climb on top of her and hastily insert himself. Usually
, he would ejaculate after about a hundred rounds. Then, the couple would ask a maid to fetch water to wash themselves and rest. She didn't know that although Shang Jianming was physically
strong , he was almost completely ignorant about matters of the heart and was naturally poor at sex. His penis
would ejaculate very quickly upon touching a woman's vulva. There were indeed those foreign monks selling medicine in the capital, but the couple didn't like it and just let it go.
So every time they had intercourse, Shang Shi's lower body would just begin to feel a little sweetness, and Shang Jianming
would already stop .

"Foolish boy, stop kissing me, I'm in so much pain!!" Shang Shi trembled again. Shang Jianming
glanced his mother, and then used his lips, tongue, and teeth to caress her left nipple for a while. He watched as the
nipple slowly grew larger and harder. As his mother's nipple hardened, his penis also became harder. Shang Jianming
grasped each of his mother's small white breasts with his hands, his tongue circling around the nipples, occasionally
giving them a gentle bite.

Shang Shi, who had lived for fifty-three years, was experiencing for the first time the desire for a man's penis to penetrate her. She bit her lip tightly and
clenched her fists, trying to suppress the burning desire within her. Finally, Madam Shang could no longer bear it. She
pushed her son's head with her hand, but didn't actually use any force: "Silly boy, hurry up and put it in, don't torture your mother like this
! That's where your mother urinates, it's filthy! How can you lick it?" Shang Baozhen's tongue was already inside
the place the man admired most, how could he bear to leave? His lips held his mother's wet little lips for a while, his tongue swept over the red, tender flesh
inside , stirring the warm holy water, playing happily.

"Mother, your little penis is so interesting, it's gotten big for no reason." Shang Baozhen ignored the fact that his mouth and face were covered with
his mother's juices, and foolishly pointed at his clitoris a few times with his finger. Madam Shang didn't know
what that thing in her lower body was, she just felt her heart skip a beat every time her son pointed at it.

"Silly boy, good Zhen'er, mother begs you, stop teasing me, hurry up and put it in!" Madam Shang was
so shy and embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at her son. In fact, her son didn't know how much fire was burning inside her.

Shang Baozhen shook his head and said, "Mother, don't rush. In the paintings, the man kisses the woman all over first,
and then the woman sucks on the man's penis for a while before they have sex. We must not mess up the order and rush things." As he spoke,
he held up his red, stiff, and hard thing in front of his mother's face.

Smelling the fishy, pungent odor emanating from
the
tip of the penis, Madam Shang turned her head, her face flushed (at this point, Madam Shang was already aroused and only wanted to have sex, not to get angry and stop). She said, "A man's urination is so filthy. Foolish boy, you should put it down under your mother's body. Stop this nonsense!" Shang Baozhen just wouldn't listen: "Mother, the books say that when men and women love each other,
they are affectionate and willing, and every place they kiss smells sweet. You and I not only live together day and night, but we are also mother and son of one heart. I feel so happy eating your
saliva and licking your urinary tract! Mother, you should suck it. The books say that
if a boy sucks on a woman's penis when he first mates with her, it will guarantee that his first child will be a boy!" The last sentence was purely
made , but Madam Shang was burning with desire for the penis to stop its itch, and besides, she had never seen or read any erotic books or pictures,
so she couldn't tell the difference between truth and falsehood.

She sighed and thought to herself: Oh well, I came up with this idea myself. How
can I ? I'll just let that stupid kid humiliate me for the sake of the family line! She had made up her mind, but
seeing the sticky juice oozing from the middle of that bright red penis and smelling its fishy odor, Shang Shi still
couldn't bring herself to do it. She turned her head away, her heart pounding wildly as she thought: How could that
penis , grow so magnificent? How could my small hole possibly fit in?

Shang Baozhen, already impatient, said
, "Mother, what's so difficult about this? Just open your mouth, take it in, and pull it back and forth. That's what it says in pictures and books." Madam Shang gritted her teeth in anger. She had only thought it was dirty, but the foolish child thought she didn't understand. In a fit of pique, she opened her mouth and filled it completely. As soon as it entered her mouth, Madam Shang thought to herself: I was careless. I didn't expect this thing to be so thick. With it like this, let alone speaking, her mouth was so full she could barely breathe. Seeing his mother eating his urethra and sulcus, Shang Baozhen was overjoyed. Without thinking, he thrust forward, the hard part of his urethra hitting his mother's throat directly. Madam Shang instinctively kicked him in the throat, sending Shang Baozhen sprawling. "You fool, don't you care about your mother's life or death?" Old Mrs. Shang still felt nauseous. She scolded as she pulled her son up. "Hey, how come this thing has shrunk so much after the fall? How interesting!" Shang Baozhen gasped and touched the back of his head, saying, "My head is almost broken, and you say it's interesting? This thing has been with me since it was little, and it listens to me very well. I can make it small when I want it to be small, and big when I want it to be big. If you don't believe me, put it in your mouth and suck it a few times, and it will naturally be the same size as before!" Any married woman would know that this was a natural thing to say. The claim that it listened to him was pure nonsense. But Old Mrs. Shang was stubborn by nature and knew nothing about matters between men and women. Besides, since they had to go through this before they could have sex, at least sucking on it now when it was small would prevent it from being stuffed, bloated, or pushed up. This time, Shang Shi opened her mouth and immediately enveloped the base of her son's penis. She was unsure what to do next. Shang Baozhen shook his head, then boldly pressed his mother's head down and began pulling it back and forth between his legs. Soon, the old lady was in pain again; his penis had only been inside her a dozen or so times before it became thick, long, and hard again. Watching his usually fierce mother sucking on his penis, Shang Baozhen felt a surge of satisfaction, setting aside the pleasure in his lower body, and a sense of relief welled up inside him. The saliva in Old Mrs. Shang's mouth kept dripping down with her son's words. She was so ashamed that she refused to eat anymore . She lay on the kang and spread her vulva, saying, "Put it in slowly. Your thing was so small when you were little. How come it's so scary now?" Shang Baozhen straightened his penis and slowly pushed it into his mother's red little hole. When it reached the crevice, Mrs. Shang frowned and pushed her son's arm with her hand, saying, "Slow, slow, slow! It's so thick. Stupid son, slow down. My hole is so swollen!" Shang Baozhen said with a happy face, "Interesting, interesting. Mother's vaginal flesh is gripping me very comfortably !" He ignored his mother's push and begging to slow down and pressed down on his mother, thrusting in and out wildly. Shang Shi was naturally cold and aloof, her vagina was narrow and short, and she didn't produce much lubrication. How could she withstand the rough, careless thrusting of her son's large penis? She uttered strange, mad words completely different from her usual cold tones: "Ah! Ah! Stupid son , slow down! Mother's vagina is too small to take it! Ah! Ah! Ouch! Such venomous words, be gentle, ancestor…!" Shang Baozhen was highly aroused, thinking to himself: Mother's vagina seems to have been born for me; its size perfectly encloses my penis! If I had known that sex was so pleasurable, I wouldn't have bothered learning martial arts every day! After enduring the first thirty or forty thrusts, Shang Shi gradually began to enjoy it. After all, she wasn't a virgin but a woman who had given birth. Her son's penis was several inches longer and thicker than her late husband's, and three times harder. The itchy, wet vagina was being rubbed by such a large thing, a pleasurable sensation that defied description. She only felt a sensation from her feet to…

The top of his head was filled with pleasure.

Shang Baozhen pounded into his mother's tight vagina with a series of rapid thrusts, while simultaneously covering her small mouth.
Shang's mother obediently intertwined her tongue with another tongue inside her mouth. After
a few rounds , Shang Baozhen began sucking on her tongue. Seeing his mother's flushed face, her eyes rolling back, tongue lolling out
, he, a virgin, couldn't resist and cried out, thrusting forward hard. The impact
caused a dull ache in Shang's uterus, yet at the same time, her vagina felt incredibly pleasurable. She couldn't care less, tightly embracing
her son 's back. At that moment, one, two, three streams of hot semen took turns hitting
the depths of her vagina. Shang's legs clenched tightly, and she trembled, ejaculating for the first time in her life: "You fool! You're killing
your mother!"

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