[Fantasy] The Song of the Six Dynasties (Complete) - 17

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Chapter Three:

A few feet away from the tent, a group of wicked servants blocked the way, shouting, "These are the seats reserved by the young masters and nobles of various families! Hurry up! Hurry up! Don't offend the young masters!"

Amid the commotion, someone poked their head out of the tent. Upon seeing Cheng Zongyang, Gao Yanei immediately bounced over like a ball, excitedly calling out, "Master!" While puffing out his chest and protruding his belly, he scolded, "You dogs! You don't even recognize my master!"

Gao Yanei reprimanded the servants and led Cheng Zongyang into the tent. When the young masters and nobles saw Cheng Zongyang, some ignored him, some looked disdainful, and a few who had suffered at his hands glared at him and shouted, "Where did this 'stripper' come from? Get him out of here!"

Gao Yanei retorted angrily, "What 'stripper'? This is my master!"

Cheng Zongyang was too lazy to pay attention to those brats. While Gao Yanei was arguing with the group of Thirteen Protectors, he said to Fu An, Gao Yanei's steward, "Was a woman just here?"

Fu An chuckled, "You have a good eye, sir!" He stepped aside and lowered his voice, "The wife of the chief镖头 of the Weiyuan Escort Agency, the enchanting Jade Belt Heroine Ruan."

Cheng Zongyang knew perfectly well that although Fu An looked like a lewd sycophant, Gao Qiu had cultivated his influence for many years, and it was impossible for him to have no trusted confidants. Since he was assigned to serve Gao Yanei, who was sent by Yue Niaoren, Fu An was definitely one of Gao Qiu's most trusted confidants.

The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly, and tacitly walked to the back of the tent, away from the public eye.

"What happened?"

Fu An didn't hide anything. "Young Master Liang got his hands on Lady Ruan and gave her to his brothers to play with. I saw her on the shore just now and sent someone to fetch her."

"Who's in the carriage?"

"Young Master Liang."

Cheng Zongyang felt like he'd swallowed a fly. "Go and call her out. Tell her there's an emergency at home and she needs to go back immediately."

Disturbing Young Master Liang, who was in the middle of something exciting, was definitely not a good task, but Fu An didn't hesitate at all. He agreed and went to fetch her.

This lackey was quite capable. He said a few words outside the carriage, and Ruan Xianglin came out and hurriedly left. Then Young Master Liang got out of the carriage in a fit of rage and started cursing at Fu An.

Fu An stood with his hands in front of him, smiling obsequiously as he was verbally abused. After he finished cursing, Fu An said a few more words, which immediately turned Young Master Liang's anger into joy.

When Fu An arrived, Cheng Zongyang sneered with a hint of disdain, "That Liang fellow has quite the airs."

Fu An didn't take it to heart, smiling as he said, "We're all masters, a few words of scolding are nothing."

Cheng Zongyang still vividly remembered the absurd scene of Ruan Xianglin's lewd behavior with those young masters at Tianxiang Pavilion. Although Ruan Xiangning's memories were sealed by Jian Yuji, making it impossible to know exactly what she had done, Ruan Xianglin was likely being schemed against by her own sister, which was why she acted so erratically. Such a fine cabbage, he had refrained from taking it out of respect for Li Shishi, how could he let these little brats take it?

"If that Liang fellow wants to cause you trouble, come find me."

"It's alright." Fu An smiled, "The few maids that Young Master Liang just bought just arrived, such a small matter will be forgotten in the blink of an eye." Gao Yanei,

after reprimanding his brothers, came over and pulled Cheng Zongyang to his seat. Although the Song state valued the respect for teachers, these powerful young masters looked down on those schoolteacher who couldn't even pass the imperial examinations and spent their days loafing around in various mansions. They only managed to avoid embarrassing Cheng Zongyang because of Gao Yanei's influence.

Cheng Zongyang, of course, wouldn't bother with them. He casually drank a few cups of wine and saw a timid-looking young girl being brought in and placed in Young Master Liang's carriage.

Cheng Zongyang inwardly shook his head, but outwardly remained nonchalant, casually remarking, "Not everyone's here today?"

Gao Yanei replied, "Today's a lively day. Two brothers couldn't get away with their families, and another unlucky fellow got into trouble."

"What happened?"

Gao Yanei asked with a grin. "I'll tell you later, Master. Come, Master, try this cup of Imperial Fragrance, genuine Imperial Brew!"

After a few cups, Cheng Zongyang prepared to leave. Gao Yanei hadn't seen his master for several days and was eager to learn more kung fu from him. Although reluctant, he didn't dare to insist. As he saw him off, he said, "Master, tonight I'm going to swear brotherhood with my brothers. Want to join the fun?"

Cheng Zongyang found it amusing. "You Thirteen Protectors haven't sworn brotherhood yet?"

Gao Yanei replied, "We're new brothers."

Cheng Zongyang thought for a moment. "Sure. Let's do it in Cuiwei Garden. Just don't go into the backyard."

Gao Yanei was overjoyed. "Alright!"

The young man who won the championship in the lake had already come ashore, changed into dry clothes, and received cheers from the audience. The performance in Jinming Pond continued. Besides the water swings, there were dragon boat races, water dances, drumming, and more... As usual, it would continue until late at night, ending only after the palace set off five-colored fireworks.

Qin Hui said, "The most spectacular water-related entertainment in Lin'an is undoubtedly the Jinming Pond competition in March and the Qiantang River tidal bore ride in August. At these times, the streets are deserted as everyone flocks to see them. "

Feng Yuan, eager to try, asked, "I wonder how high the fireworks will be this year." Lin Qingpu laughed, "Let Grand Master Feng show them!" Li Shishi was puzzled by his sudden departure. Cheng Zongyang explained with a smile, "I ran into some acquaintances and had a few drinks—" Before he could finish, Lin Qingpu's finger twitched. Cheng Zongyang stopped speaking and looked at Lin Qingpu. Surrounded by a throng of people, Lin Qingpu hesitated to speak, only nodding slightly. Before leaving Junzhou, Cheng Zongyang had extorted a piece of Dragon Eye Jade from Feng Yuan, which Lin Qingpu then infused with magic before delivering to Meng Feiqing. The Dragon Eye Jade was small and couldn't hold complex spells, but it was sufficient to summon the caster. This way, if there was an emergency in Jiangzhou requiring communication, the Dragon Eye Jade could be broken to send a message to Lin Qingpu. The Dragon Eye Jade had just been delivered when the Shenxiao Sect set up a magic array outside the city, cutting off communication between the two sides, and it hadn't been used yet. Now, Lin Qingpu suddenly sensed something, which must mean there was urgent news from Jiangzhou. Cheng Zongyang didn't dare to delay and hurriedly gave an order. Jin Wuzhu and Leopard Head squeezed through the crowd side by side to escort everyone away from Jinming Pond. "A great victory at Jiangzhou! The Song army has withdrawn past Lieshan." Back in the quiet room of Cuiwei Garden, Lin Qingpu used the Water Mirror Technique to give everyone the expected good news. Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief, a huge weight finally lifted from his heart. The Battle of Jiangzhou, which began last December, ended with the complete withdrawal of the Song army after more than three months and over a hundred days of fighting. Although it was only a local war affecting only one prefecture, with both sides deploying more than 100,000 troops, the huge waves that the Battle of Jiangzhou would bring to the Six Dynasties were only just beginning. The Jiangzhou garrison proved the Xingyue Lake Camp's slogan with their victory, and from then on, no one dared to underestimate this army that had lost its leader and was now considered bandits. At the same time, the Xingyue Lake Camp also proved its right to occupy a prefecture with blood and sacrifice. According to the initial agreement, the Xingyue Lake Camp and Xiao Hou would each occupy a prefecture, ruling along the river. Nominally, both sides were subjects of the Jin state, paying taxes to Jiankang, but otherwise, both possessed all rights within their respective territories, and Jiangzhou became the de facto territory of the Xingyue Lake Camp. The Battle of Jiangzhou had just ended, and the city was in ruins. Xiao Yaoyi, as the governor of Jiangzhou, was to draft a memorial to the Jin court reporting the great victory of the Jin and Song armies in their joint suppression of bandits on the border. Wang Tao and Cui Mao were responsible for inventorying the spoils and losses of the battle, while Si Mingxin and Lu Jing reported the results to Ningzhou and the Northern Army camp upstream, respectively. Meng Feiqing was the backbone of the army, and the lieutenant-level officers below him were responsible for various tasks, including organizing the army, maintaining order, dealing with mercenaries, arranging the relocation of civilians, and handling the affairs of laborers and merchants. Everyone was extremely busy.

With the Battle of Jiangzhou settled, everything else was trivial. Cheng Zongyang didn't waste precious time on congratulations. After exchanging greetings with Meng Feiqing, he immediately inquired about another crucial matter, "Has Changbo returned?"

Knowing he had something to say, Meng Feiqing summoned Wu Sangui, who was waiting outside, and then rose to leave.

"I've infiltrated the Yun residence several times, but haven't been able to see Miss Yun. Instead, I did manage to meet the eldest Miss Yun once, and she almost recognized me," Wu Sangui said. "I couldn't enter the Yun residence again, so I went to find the doctor, midwife, servants, and other people who had come to treat the Yun family that day."

Cheng Zongyang dismissed everyone and listened attentively to the news brought by Wu Sangui.

"According to information obtained from various channels, Miss Yun is not seriously ill. She was simply taken to the villa by Third Master Yun for recuperation. A further decision will be made after Sixth Master Yun returns to Jiankang." Wu Sangui hesitated for a moment, then whispered,

"The Yun family is extremely angry about this matter. I'm afraid the young marquis will be in trouble this time."

Cheng Zongyang smirked. He wouldn't gossip about such an embarrassing blunder. Apart from Ao Run and Qin Hui, everyone else still thought it was Xiao Yaoyi's doing. He and the little fox were like brothers; at worst, he could take the blame for him next time.

Calculating the journey, Yun Xiufeng should be back in Jiankang in a few days. Ao Run had been chasing him all along, so he would arrive in Jiankang in no time. He had already told Old Ao everything he needed to say. When the truth came out, the Yun family masters could decide what to do next.

The best outcome might be for him to marry Yun Ruyao, but to make her his principal wife, let alone Ba Jun, who considered him his future brother-in-law, he had no confidence he could get past that brat alone. If she became a concubine, even if Brother Yun agreed, would Sixth Master Yun agree?

"Have you found out who the spies in the Black Demon Sea are?"

Wu Sangui shook his head. "After the incident, the Yun family replaced all their guards and servants. I heard they were all sent to the manor for safekeeping, and no one outside can get any information. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain ejaculation sensation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)"

Cheng Zongyang sighed. "Forget it, as long as she's safe, you don't need to worry about this. Let's wait until Old Ao sees Third Master Yun before we talk about it."

There wasn't a good solution right now, so he could only let Ao Run explain the situation, and then he would obediently lie down and take the beating, doing whatever the Yun family said.

Cheng Zongyang roused himself. "How's our direct battalion training?"

"About 30-40% are passable, but only a few dozen are truly ready to be deployed."

"Take it slow. In a month or two, they'll be almost as good as the men from Xingyue Lake, and then they won't need to bother with anything."

Cheng Zongyang said, "Wu Da Dao's wife, Liu, is about to give birth. Give her a few months' leave. Go pick thirty reliable men and have Biaozi bring them to Lin'an."

"And me?"

"You stay in Jiangzhou and train a decent guard unit for me."

Wu Sangui didn't refuse. "Okay!"

"Also, a prisoner will be arriving in Jiangzhou in a few days," Cheng Zongyang said. "You two get along well. In the future, I'll put you two in the First Battalion as captains. Don't embarrass me."

"Who?"

"Lin Chong, the instructor of the Song Dynasty's 800,000 Imperial Guards."

Wu Sangui replied, "Yes!" He didn't ask any more questions.

Shanghou and Xiao Zi were up to something, and Lin Qingpu's Water Mirror Technique reacted with intense spiritual energy fluctuations the moment it approached, forcing Cheng Zongyang to abandon his plan to chat with the brat.

Ignoring Lin Qingpu's fatigue, Cheng Zongyang instructed him to use the Water Mirror Technique to contact Qi Yuan in Yunzhou, carefully outlining several matters, including the operation of the money exchange branch; how to handle the Song army's defeat in Jiangzhou, stabilize the market, and enhance Teng Fu's political achievements; how to curry favor with the Yun family through various channels and do his best to clean up the mess he had made; and how to send someone to meet Lu Zhishen and Lin Chong's group.

After finally giving his instructions, Lin Qingpu removed the Water Mirror Technique and went into seclusion to recuperate. Cheng Zongyang sat alone in his quiet room, repeatedly weighing the situation after the Jiangzhou battle.

The importance of a stable and reliable rear base was self-evident. In searching for a suitable base, Cheng Zongyang had considered several locations: the Southern Wilderness, Jiankang, Jiangzhou, and even Jingxi.

The Southern Wilderness is too remote; climate, transportation, environment, human resources—each presents insurmountable challenges. Even under the best circumstances, it can only exist as a poorly developed raw material base.

Jiankang, on the other hand, is an ideal commercial hub, boasting excellent land and water transportation, a large population, and being the center of Jin's wealth. Its only drawback is its shallow foundation there. After Xiao Yaoyi and his son withdrew from Jiankang, his own influence was even weaker than Shi Pangzi's. Cheng Zongyang was certainly not naive enough to believe that a few shares could completely bind the powerful families of Jiankang to him. Those scions of powerful families might offer assistance when things were going well, but when it came to helping in times of need, what was required was a life-or-death bond. And such a bond required time and opportunity to cultivate. Right now, Linjiang Tower was manageable, but once the Panjiang Cheng family grew into a powerful force, such a shallow foundation could be blown down by a gust of wind. Therefore, in Cheng Zongyang's vision, Jiankang could only serve as a marketing center, not the base where he would stake his fortune.

Jingxi's conditions are even worse than Nanhuang's; its only advantage is its location at the junction of Jin, Song, and Zhaonan. Unless one intends to launch a rebellion, it's completely unsuitable for investing massive amounts of money. If one wants to transform the mountainous and densely forested Jingxi into a suitable industrial and commercial base, just the charitable work of building roads, bridges, and towns would be impossible to complete even if one devoted their entire life to it.

Jiangzhou is currently the best choice. The land and people are all under one's control, making it as convenient as one's own home. The only disadvantage is that Jiangzhou's geography is far to the south, outside the Yunshui River, the golden waterway of the Six Dynasties. However, once the Guangyang Canal is opened, it will directly connect the Yunshui River with the Yangtze River, which will somewhat compensate for this geographical disadvantage.

By placing the Panjiang Cheng clan's center in Jiangzhou, Jiankang and Lin'an will become the outstretched wings, while Shen Wanying's Muyu City will be like the first foot of the Panjiang Cheng clan's eagle stepping into Zhaonan.

With the Battle of Jiangzhou concluded, Cheng Zongyang had clearly defined the strategic positioning of Jiankang, Jiangzhou, and Lin'an. Considering both his resources and the market situation, the Panjiang Cheng Clan's main focus in Jiankang would be luxury goods and entertainment. He had already recruited a large portion of the aristocratic families of Jin into the Panjiang Cheng Clan, making them shareholders; simply producing cement would not attract their interest. Furthermore, any foray into other industries would inevitably conflict with the interests of the Yun Clan. Therefore, leveraging the Linjiang Tower, the Nilong Silk Garments, and the rare treasures of the Southern Wilderness to create a high-end brand targeting the aristocratic families and wealthy merchants of Jin, and thus climbing the social ladder, was the most promising option.

Before arriving in Lin'an, Cheng Zongyang had never anticipated this situation. Through a series of coincidences, the Song Kingdom, desperately needing funds to alleviate its financial pressure, had surprisingly entrusted him with the task of opening a money exchange for paper currency. From the perspective of the Song court, this was perhaps merely a temporary measure to fill the fiscal hole. Both Jia Shixian and the Song emperor initially harbored the intention of discarding the useful minister if things went wrong; they wanted to get the money for immediate relief, and if problems arose, they would use this outsider as a scapegoat.

Cheng Zongyang was unfamiliar with the dazzling, seemingly magical methods of modern finance that could conjure money out of thin air, but his common-sense financial knowledge as a modern person allowed him to recognize the power of paper money far better than the Song court and the general public.

The Song court's commerce was more developed than that of the Jin court. Lacking the monopolistic power of aristocratic families like Jin, the citizens of Lin'an were relatively wealthy, arguably already part of a civil society. Developed commerce, a large number of citizens with considerable assets, and this windfall—these factors determined Lin'an's place in the Panjiang Cheng family's overall blueprint:

a financial center primarily based on paper money.

However, neither marketing nor finance was enough to establish a solid foundation for the Panjiang Cheng Clan. The true foothold for the Panjiang Cheng Clan to weather the storms lay in Jiangzhou.

Cement had wide applications and huge demand in both military warfare and peaceful construction—if possible, Cheng Zongyang aspired to develop a complete industrial system, leading the Six Dynasties into the industrial age, and even the electronic and information age.

But these were all pipe dreams. Cheng Zongyang lacked confidence in industrializing cement alone; at best, it remained at a workshop level. However, for the Six Dynasties, this level was sufficient.

Workshop-style industrial processes made large-scale production and generating huge revenues difficult, but through monopoly, the Panjiang Cheng Clan could secure a stable cash flow while simultaneously extending sales channels to every corner of the Six Dynasties.

With financial, material, and human resources, and their own territory, what was the threat from the Black Demon Sea? Back in the Black Demon Sea's heyday, it had nearly been wiped out by Yue Niaoren. Once they were fully powerful, opponents like Su Daji and Ximen Gouzei were on a completely different level. Let alone having Boss Meng take action, even if I led my well-trained direct battalion to Wuyuan City, I could easily kidnap Su the demoness. Then I could whip her whenever I wanted, and drip candle wax whenever I wanted. I guarantee Su the demoness would still be smiling and playing SM games with me...

"Young Master." Qin Hui's voice rang out from outside.

Cheng Zongyang wiped his drool. "Come in, I was just about to discuss the next steps with you."

Qin Hui sat cross-legged on the futon, stroking his long beard with one hand, and then said, "If the Song army had retreated peacefully, it would have been fine, but now it has been a rout, and Master Jia is to blame."

"Old Jia is really unlucky, his newly secured position is about to be in jeopardy again." Cheng Zongyang said, "What should we do? Should we give him a hand?"

Qin Hui said, "What's the plan?" Cheng

Zongyang sighed. He was just a lowly guest minister, and if the bank ran into trouble, he could be made a scapegoat and executed at any time. Yet he was thinking of helping the most powerful Grand Tutor Jia in the Song Dynasty.

"The great victory in Jiangzhou is a great thing for us," Cheng Zongyang changed the subject. "With the biggest threat gone, we can finally focus on my business. The only problem now is that we've expanded too fast and we don't have enough manpower."

"Young Master has plenty of talent, how can you say there's no one?"

Cheng Zongyang grinned. "If you want thugs, I can easily pull out a whole cartload for you. But doing business isn't fighting. Right now, only Qi Laosi is an expert, and you, Brother Jianchen, are a jack-of-all-trades, you can be used anywhere. But if I let you go, I'll lose an arm and a leg."

Qin Hui laughed, "Young Master flatters me."

Cheng Zongyang continued, "Qi Laosi is doing very well in Junzhou, and we can't leave him for a while, but Junzhou is a small place, it's a waste to keep Laosi there. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Jiankang is one of them. I feel more at ease with him around. But if Laosi leaves, who will take over Junzhou?"

Qin Hui pondered for a long time, "No one can replace him."

“Yes. Old Yu is a shrewd businessman, but he's seriously injured and disabled, so he has to retire. Keeping him in Junzhou is an idea. But his injuries will take at least half a year to recover, and time waits for no one.”

Qin Hui brushed off his clothes. “Has the young master considered using this opportunity to his advantage?”

“Oh? Tell me about it.”

Qin Hui reminded him, “Where was the young master’s direct command when you left Jiangzhou?”

“The Snow Falcon Regiment?” Cheng Zongyang seemed to understand a little.

Qin Hui smiled and said, "Lin'an is full of merchants. Why don't you look for a couple and, if you find a suitable

one, take it over for your own use?" Cheng Zongyang shook his head. "Our business has some taboos. I wouldn't dare to use someone I don't know well. Brother, to be honest, unless they're desperate and I've rescued them, I wouldn't easily entrust my business to any manager."

"Like Miss Shishi?" Qin Hui joked, then said confidently, "That's easy. Making one or two small merchants go out of business isn't difficult."

Cheng Zongyang was both amused and annoyed, pointing at Qin Hui and saying, "Brother, you're like an old fox! You've wasted all your time reading books, and now you're up to this again!"

Qin Hui said, "There are principles and expedients. Are you, young master, someone who doesn't understand flexibility?"

“You’re a pragmatist, and I’m not a pure idealist either.” Cheng Zongyang sat up straight. “Brother, let me ask you, what’s the difference between me and that bastard Yue Pengju?”

“I’ve never met Commander Yue, but from what I’ve heard, you fall short of him in two ways: arrogance and domineering nature, but you surpass him in benevolence and righteousness.”

“You’re just saying nice things again. Tell the truth.”

“You’re overly cautious and lack ambition, making one feel like you’re trapped in your own little world, inevitably hindered in action.”

“To put it bluntly, you should call me a coward.” Cheng Zongyang said, “That bastard Yue does whatever he wants, trampling on everyone he meets, making enemies all over the world. He had a powerful army like Xingyue Lake by his side, yet he ended up with an inexplicable fate. The difference between me and Yue Pengju is that I see myself as a businessman. Since I’m a businessman, I can even do business with enemies. For example, if Yue Pengju were in my position, he would have knocked Old Jia to the ground and stomped on him long ago. It would be satisfying, but it would only narrow my path.”

“Yue Niaoren only plants thorns, not flowers; I plant flowers and pull out thorns,” Cheng Zongyang said, raising his finger, half explaining and half warning. “But you’d be wrong to think of me as a nice guy. I won’t show any mercy to my enemies. However, I have no interest in making enemies everywhere and taking pleasure in trampling them. If someone treats me as a friend, I’ll repay them as a friend. If someone treats me as an enemy, as long as they have one or two redeeming qualities, I’ll try to turn them into a friend if the opportunity arises. Even if they offer no benefit, I’ll try my best to leave them a way out. As for those who truly see me as a mortal enemy, well…” "Let's see who's more ruthless. I'll make many friends and few enemies. Guess who'll have the last laugh?"

Qin Hui remained silent for a long time, then rose and bowed deeply to Cheng Zongyang. "Your skills far surpass mine, sir. You are truly a master of the unfathomable, with ambitions as vast as the clouds and as powerful as a dragon. If you don't despise me, I am willing to follow my master for the rest of my life, to ride on your coattails."

Cheng Zongyang laughed, "That's quite a flattery. My treacherous brother, I'm telling you all this because I see you as a pillar of strength, not someone to do dirty work. Do you understand?" Qin Hui

sighed, "I am ashamed." Cheng

Zongyang smiled and said nothing more.

He had once considered keeping Qin Hui by his side to handle confidential matters that couldn't be known to others. There was no doubt about the treacherous minister's talent in this area. However, after a long period of contact, Cheng Zongyang felt it was a waste to use his talents solely for dirty work, which was why he had repeatedly tried to guide him onto the right path.

Given Qin Hui's early performance, he could have easily become a renowned minister. Unfortunately, at a crucial moment, this treacherous minister's lust for power overcame his conscience, leading to his eternal infamy. However, considering he dared to commit such a heinous crime as killing Yue Fei, to any master, Qin Hui would be a reliable and loyal dog. One can only hope that under his command, he can use that loyalty to do something good, and not be branded a villain.

"The Jiangzhou battle is over! Let's have a celebration banquet tonight!" Cheng Zongyang said enthusiastically.

Qin Hui smiled and said, "I've made all the arrangements, right here in the waterside pavilion. What do you think, young master?"

"Good! Call all the brothers! Tonight, we won't leave until we're drunk!"

Chapter Four

: As night fell, the Tianxiang Pavilion by West Lake was brightly lit. In the center of the first-floor hall was a large round table, laden with golden goblets of fine wine and jade platters of delicacies.

The dining scene in the Song Dynasty was the most lavish and extravagant Cheng Zongyang had ever seen. The table was laden with eight kinds of fruit: hazelnuts, pine nuts, olives, walnuts… and eight kinds of candied fruits and sweet preserves: candied kumquats, candied papayas, candied plums, spiced plums, linglongzi (a type of sweet fruit), water-smooth cakes, and raw and cooked stuffed lotus root… There were also various seasonal fruits: Luofu oranges, Dongting oranges, goose pears, sugarcane… and many more.

The following dishes included seafood soup, river scallops, pine flower kidneys, dried cassia seeds, river fish with jade leaves, golden pheasant and soft-shelled turtle, sheep's blood soup, shrimp, white crab, whelks, clams, and more… a complete array of fresh seafood from land and sea.

There was an abundance of meat dishes: braised lamb, roasted lamb, deep-fried chicken, braised pork, braised duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, crystal fried dumplings, sweet and sour lamb blood, and red bean paste dumplings… as well as various soups and drinks: Yu Xiao Gao (a type of herbal paste), black plum paste, candied black plum, bayberry candy… a dazzling array of food filled the large round table.

All the doors on the lakeside were open, letting in a gentle breeze from the lake. From inside the hall, one could see the vast expanse of West Lake and the bright moon in the sky.

The seating arrangement was headed by Cheng Zongyang, followed by Li Shishi, Lin Qingpu, Feng Yuan, Leopard Head, Blue-Faced Beast, Jin Wuzhu, and Qin Hui. Even the wounded Yu Ziyuan was carried in, half-reclining on a soft couch, occupying a seat.

With the Jiangzhou battle over, everyone except Li Shishi, who was unaware of the inside story, and the three barbarian beastmen who were indifferent, felt a great sense of relief. Even Yu Ziyuan's pale face, pale from blood loss, regained its color, and he was beaming with joy.

Once everyone had arrived, Cheng Zongyang said, "Jiangzhou has won a great victory! Let's have a celebration banquet tonight!"

Everyone cheered enthusiastically, but Li Shishi widened her beautiful eyes in surprise, "A great victory in Jiangzhou? Has the government army breached the city?"

Cheng Zongyang chuckled, "I'm a businessman. Businessmen believe in making money through harmony. Regardless of who wins or loses in Jiangzhou, keeping this deal is my victory."

Li Shishi wisely didn't ask further. She smiled sweetly, raised her cup, and said, "May you prosper, sir."

Cheng Zongyang pressed the rim of his cup, "But there's no rush to drink this."

Cheng Zongyang stood up, holding the wine cup in one hand, and put it away... Amidst laughter, Cheng Zongyang solemnly said, "When we came, there were twelve of us. Now, Old Ao has gone to Jiankang, Old Yu is seriously injured and unable to recover, and the other three brothers, Old Sang, Old Xia, and Old Chen, can no longer come. This first cup of wine is to honor the spirits of our three brothers in heaven."

Cheng Zongyang poured the wine on the ground and then said, "The remains of our three brothers are currently buried at Fengbo Pavilion. Huizhi, you should find a way to contact their families and provide them with generous compensation. If they need to be reburied in their hometown, or if they have family members who need support, our Panjiang Cheng Clan will take full responsibility."

Qin Hui stood up and bowed, "Yes."

"Don't rush to drink the second cup of wine. Merit must be rewarded, and wrongdoing must be punished. The first matter is to respect the dead. Next, it's time to punish wrongdoing." Cheng Zongyang said, "Feng Dafa, in the battle of Wild Boar Forest, you were supposed to throw grenades from the trees, but you fainted as soon as you climbed up, missing the opportunity and causing Yu Ziyuan to be attacked and injured. Who should bear the responsibility for this?"

A vermilion color appeared on Feng Yuan's face. He stood up and tried to explain, but Cheng Zongyang pressed his shoulder down to sit down.

“This responsibility should be mine,” Cheng Zongyang said. “Knowing you have a fear of heights, you completely forgot about it beforehand. If I don’t take responsibility, who will?”

Qin Hui said, “The plan was devised by your subordinate, and I also bear responsibility for any oversights.”

Cheng Zongyang said, “Alright, this responsibility will be split between me and Lao Qin. We will each be fined one month’s salary to make up for it for Lao Yu and the three brothers. How about that?”

Qin Hui said solemnly, “Your subordinate is willing to accept the punishment.”

Yu Ziyuan said weakly, “Your subordinate’s injury is no one’s fault but yours. You should give the money to the three brothers.”

“Very well.” Cheng Zongyang poured a cup of wine, raised it, and said, “Now that the punishment is over, it’s time to discuss rewards. During this trip to Lin’an, Huizhi orchestrated everything and ran around everywhere. He should be ranked first in terms of merit. Does anyone have any objections?”

Everyone said, “Exactly! Exactly!”

Qin Hui bowed and said, “I was only serving the family head. How dare

I take credit?” Cheng Zongyang laughed and said, “Don’t be modest. However, your merit can only be remembered for now. We’ll discuss it at the shareholders’ meeting next month. Brother Qin, let’s drink!”

Qin Hui raised his cup and clinked it with the family head’s, then drank it all in one gulp. They understood each other perfectly.

"The second credit goes to Qingpu," Cheng Zongyang said. "These past few days, contacting various parties has all been thanks to Mr. Lin. Although he didn't fight on the front lines, shedding blood and sweat, his physical exertion has been even greater than ours. Come, finish this cup of wine, and you'll need to take good care of yourself for the next few days."

Lin Qingpu bowed and accepted the cup. "Thank you, Patriarch."

"From now on, all intelligence from the Panjiang Cheng Clan will be under your review. If you can't handle it all by yourself, I allow you to choose your own subordinates to assist you. But those you choose will never leave the Cheng Clan alive for the rest of their lives, understand?"

The Patriarch was entrusting him with the most confidential core matters. How could Lin Qingpu not understand? He tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup to the last drop. "Qingpu will certainly not fail the master."

Cheng Zongyang clinked glasses with Lin Qingpu, then walked to Yu Ziyuan's side. "Brother Yu, you've risked your life. Just drawing away the enemy's main force at Phoenix Ridge is a great achievement."

Yu Ziyuan rubbed his injured leg and smiled sadly. "I'm already a cripple."

"A cripple can't be regenerated, but being crippled isn't necessarily a bad thing." Cheng Zongyang said, "I've already bought the Wu Mu Prince's Mansion. I reported it as demolishing and rebuilding, but actually, it's to provide a place for the main camp. Brother Yu, I've already applied to Boss Meng for your retirement. In the future, you'll be in charge of my business, the rebuilding of the Wu Mu Prince's Mansion, and the chief steward of the treasury. These two heavy responsibilities are best left to you."

Yu Ziyuan's throat tightened, and after a long while, he said, "I swear I will not fail you!"

Cheng Zongyang smiled and said, "Since you're injured, I won't urge you to drink anymore. Once you're fully recovered, we'll all have a few more drinks."

Yu Ziyuan gave him a military salute with difficulty, his eyes reddening.

Cheng Zongyang walked up to Feng Yuan. "Feng Dafa, you were tasked with making a grenade, and two houses were blown up. Ranking you fourth isn't unfair, is it?"

Feng Yuan chuckled, "Not at all."

"Your credit includes the grenade and the Snow Falcon mercenaries," Cheng Zongyang said, pouring wine. "Besides the money exchange, the real estate of the Wu Mu Prince's Mansion, and the construction business we seized from Huizhi, each one is incredibly complex. Without these people, even if each of us had three heads and six arms, we couldn't manage."

Feng Yuan patted his chest, "Boss Cheng, don't worry, these brothers are reliable!"

Cheng Zongyang laughed, "That's good! I was hoping you'd build me a mage camp."

Feng Yuan said with a bitter face, "I can build one, but it'll cost too much."

"Anything that can be solved with money isn't a big deal," Cheng Zongyang said, raising his glass. "Master Feng, whether you can truly become the renowned Master Feng in the future depends on your destiny."

Feng Yuan finished his drink in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "I had Master Kuang tell my fortune in Jiangzhou! As long as you follow Boss Cheng, you're guaranteed to be rich and powerful!"

Cheng Zongyang laughed heartily. Kuang Zhongyu was such a conman; it was difficult for Master Feng to hear anything else from him.

"Let's have another drink! Let's see how accurate Master Kuang's ironclad predictions are!"

Cheng Zongyang walked over to the three beastmen and made them beam with joy with just one sentence. "Starting this month, each of you will receive an extra sheep!"

Leopard Head grinned, drool flying as he said, "Sheep!"

Blue-faced Beast nodded reservedly, "Excellent! Excellent!"

Jin Wuzhu was also beaming, clearly very satisfied with the reward.

Cheng Zongyang continued, "In addition, according to the quota for guards, each person will receive a salary of two strings of cash per month."

"I don't want money!" Leopard Head said, "I'll give you sheep instead!"

The blue-faced beast turned its head and asked, "How many sheep can two strings of cash buy?"

Feng Yuan replied, "Less than half a sheep. A pound of mutton costs several hundred coins!"

The blue-faced beast frowned and shook its head, saying, "Too little!"

Cheng Zongyang was both amused and exasperated. In the Song Dynasty, sheep were expensive and pigs were cheap; the price of one sheep was enough to buy five pigs. To feed these few barbarian beasts, the cost of mutton alone was several dozen gold coins a month, enough to hire a dozen mercenaries. Now, fearing they wouldn't be able to save their money, it had specially added two strings of cash, yet this lecherous beast still complained it wasn't enough.

Jin Wuzhu remained silent, only lowering its head and frantically calculating on its fingers.

Cheng Zongyang was bewildered. "Wolf Lord, what kind of calculation are you doing?"

Jin Wuzhu looked up and said, "I will give up half of the sheep."

"Did I hear that right? You few who eat sheep without spitting out the bones are actually taking sheep out of your mouths? Who are you going to give it to?"

Jin Wuzhu said, "The elders and children of my tribe."

Cheng Zongyang was taken aback, while the blue-faced beast and the leopard-headed man beside him fell into deep thought. After a long pause, the blue-faced beast sighed, "I'll take half too."

Leopard Head, however, was extremely reluctant, saying with tears in his eyes, "If I give up half, I'll only have one left..."

Cheng Zongyang said irritably, "Old Leopard, if you can't count, then stop embarrassing yourself!"

Everyone burst into laughter. Feng Yuan, holding Leopard Head's fingers, finally managed to make him understand that giving up half would leave three sheep. Leopard Head's worry turned to joy, and he nodded rapidly, "I'll keep the fat one!"

Jin Wuzhu rubbed his nose, "I want to bring my people here to eat my sheep."

Cheng Zongyang looked at him for a moment, "No need to take from your sheep, just one, and not too many people. Food is provided, but those who don't work will only get half a sheep per month—anyone who says less will get angry immediately! Do you know how damn expensive the sheep are here!"

The three beastmen all smiled and nodded vigorously. The three large animals huddled together, discussing for a moment. Jin Wuzhu said, "I'll go!"

"Alright," Cheng Zongyang said after a moment's thought, "a bunch of barbarian beastmen swaggering through the city. They'll either be wiped out by the local militia or sold into slavery before they even reach Yunzhou. Besides, you need to take care of things here, so you can't leave." Cheng Zongyang pondered for a moment. "Here's what we'll do: let Qi Yuan make the arrangements. They don't need to come to Lin'an; they can settle in Jingxi first."

Cheng Zongyang had heard Jin Wuzhu say before that his people lived a very hard life in the mountains. Now that they wanted to bring his people here to eat sheep, although it meant carrying a lot of burdens to support, it at least showed that these three barbarian beastmen had already made this place their home.

Cheng Zongyang agreed to bring his close relatives to Jin Wuzhu out of goodwill, but he never expected that the barbarian beastmen would give him such a surprise soon after.

Cheng Zongyang finally walked to Li Shishi's side. "Miss Shishi, you've only been here a short time. Putting everything else aside, just for saving Old Yu's life, we should all thank you. Come, let me toast you!"

Li Shishi lowered her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Shishi has never seen such a banquet before... It's very strange. But also very interesting." As she spoke, she took the wine cup, took a small sip, and said softly, "This servant can't hold her liquor—"

"No!" Cheng Zongyang interrupted her, acting spoiled, "If you don't drink the wine I'm toasting you, you're not giving me face, and not giving me face is not giving everyone face!"

Li Shishi gave him a reproachful look, then raised the cup and drank it all in one gulp. As the wine entered her throat, a blush immediately spread across Li Shishi's fair cheeks, making her even more beautiful.

"Well done!" Cheng Zongyang was in high spirits. He picked up the wine jar, placed it on the table, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "The reward has been given, the punishment has been imposed, now let's start drinking! Let's make it clear, everyone here is accounted for! Anyone who dares not to drink will be thrown into West Lake! Old Yu! I'll write down your wine! When you recover, you'll make up for it double!"

Yu Ziyuan laughed, "Alright!"

Qin Hui took the initiative, "Wolf Lord! Last time at Instructor Lin's house you said that my drinking capacity is not as good as yours! Tonight, let's have a contest!"

Jin Wuzhu snorted disdainfully, "Let's have a contest! Let's each drink a jar first!"

"What's the fun in drinking straight? Let's play a drinking game." Qin Hui said with a smile, "Wolf Lord, you can't count, can you?"

Jin Wuzhu was furious, "Of course I can count! Let's play a drinking game! Come on!"

Qin Hui and Jin Wuzhu rolled up their sleeves and shouted, "Five of a kind, six of a kind, good brothers!" Leopard Head and Blue-Faced Beast enthusiastically counted on their fingers for the two men, and whoever miscounted had to drink a large cup as punishment.

Feng Yuan and Lin Qingpu played a refined game of riddles, taking turns holding a cup upside down and having the other guess what it was, with the loser drinking a cup. Yu Ziyuan glanced at it and chuckled, "Master Feng! Try a different game. Master Lin's Water Mirror Technique is best at guessing objects through a screen; you won't win even if you play until dawn!"

Feng Yuan slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "Hey, Old Lin! No wonder I always lose! This is cheating!"

Lin Qingpu laughed, "I can't hold my liquor, so I'll have to let you drink a few more cups."

Feng Yuan protested, and Cheng Zongyang said, "It's no fun playing with so few people. Qingpu, Master Feng, Old Yu, and Shishi, let's not try anything fancy. Let's play the simplest game: roll the dice! I'll roll one, Shishi two, Qingpu three, Master Feng four, and Old Yu five. Whoever rolls it drinks!" "

What if it's a six?" " They

all drink!"

"Great!" Everyone applauded and cheered.

Feng Yuan ran to get the dice, excitedly tossed them into the bowl, but it was a four. He had no choice but to drink a cup amidst everyone's laughter.

The lake shimmered with moonlight, a gentle breeze stirred, and the waterside pavilion seemed to float like a celestial palace. Everyone let loose, drinking heartily, laughter and chatter carrying far across the water.

Cheng Zongyang noticed that although Li Shishi didn't drink often, she had a naturally high tolerance. She had drunk nearly half a jin (250ml) of liquor, her beautiful eyes glistening with a captivating peach-red hue, yet she wasn't drunk yet.

Lin Qingpu was the first to withdraw from the drinking contest, reeking of alcohol as he leaned back in his chair, sinking into a drunken stupor. Feng Yuan, his tongue slurred from drinking, chatted happily with Yu Ziyuan. On the other side, Qin Hui single-handedly fought three beast-barbarian warriors, holding his own. Leopard Head and Blue-Faced Beast were already drunk, leaving only Jin Wuzhu struggling to keep going.

The group drank until nearly midnight, when Qin Hui shouted several numbers exceeding five, finally managing to completely incapacitate Jin Wuzhu as well. Even though he had the advantage of the barbarian's inability to count, and in a game of rock-paper-scissors where ten wins were not necessarily one loss, the treacherous minister had drunk quite a bit. His long beard was dripping with wine,

and his demeanor had lost some of its composure, becoming more drunken. The banquet didn't end until late at night. Except for Qin Hui and Li Shishi, who could walk back, everyone else had to be carried home, especially the three barbarian, whose mountain-like physiques exhausted the servants of Cuiwei Garden.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Cheng Zongyang grabbed Li Shishi's hand. The soft, smooth touch stirred his heart, and he said with a lewd grin, "The moon is so beautiful tonight, Miss Shishi, would you like to admire it together?"

Li Shishi looked at him with a half-smile. This patriarch's behavior was far from gentlemanly, but in the Song Kingdom, even a gentleman could easily get a servant to serve him with a single word. This patriarch preferred to use shameless teasing rather than bully her. It seemed that in his eyes, everyone was equal—albeit only to those he considered his own people.

Li Shishi gently withdrew her hand and said softly, "Mr. Yu couldn't resist having a drink just now, and I need to check his injuries."

This reason was perfectly reasonable; if she stopped him any longer, she would be more than just a beast. Cheng Zongyang comforted himself: there's plenty of time; this tender cabbage is right here beside him, and he's not afraid she'll run away. When things naturally fall into place, he can have her however he wants.

Cheng Zongyang let go of her hand, but then felt reluctant. He plucked a crabapple blossom from her temple, smelled it, and muttered sourly, "It has no fragrance at all."

Li Shishi rolled her eyes at him, "Crabapple blossoms have no fragrance, but they have a unique color."

"It's always a bit missing if I don't smell the fragrance..."

"Young master is drunk," Li Shishi said softly. "It's better to rest early."

If she used force, even if the little beauty sprouted wings immediately, she wouldn't be able to escape her grasp. But even if Cheng Zongyang were ten times more drunk, he wouldn't have the audacity to act like that beast, Gao Yanei. He could only watch helplessly as the flower-like beauty, carrying a delicate fragrance, gracefully left the waterside pavilion.

After everyone dispersed, Cheng Zongyang, still slightly drunk, went upstairs. As he fumbled for his key to open the door, he slurred,

"Ning, my beauty! Whether you're asleep or not... you have one minute to crawl out here naked!" As

soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful woman crawled out of the room on all fours, completely naked.

Ruan Xiangning was completely naked from head to toe, revealing her soft and alluring body. Like a female dog, she waddled to her master's feet, then raised her face and revealed a charming smile. Her body was voluptuous and jade-like, with a pair of round, jade-like breasts hanging in front of her chest, a slender waist that could

be encircled with one hand, and snow-white, pink buttocks that rose high. Under the moonlight, her smooth jade-like body resembled a fine porcelain vase, gleaming with a bright white luster. Cheng Zongyang lifted her chin, pulled down his pants with one hand, and stuffed his penis into her mouth, making her hold it, before beginning to undress.

Regarding this concubine slave sent as a gift by the Black Demon Sea, Cheng Zongyang's thoughts were simple: it was rare to get a beautiful woman who was still a virgin, so why not take advantage of her?

Ruan Xiangning's memories, whether sealed or erased by Jian Yuji, were mostly blank. This situation was somewhat similar to Meng Niang's, the difference being that the beautiful Ruan Xiangning had an additional self-imposed spell of tranquility.

These past few days, even Cheng Zongyang himself had forgotten how many commands he had given her, especially the role-playing games she played when the mood struck. This Lady Lin would sometimes be a government official's wife kidnapped by bandits, sometimes a young lady from a humble family having an affair with her lover, sometimes a female prisoner being interrogated, and sometimes a bride just entering her bridal chamber… Heaven knows how chaotic Ning Meiren's mind is right now.

But one thing has never changed: deep in Ruan Xiangning's consciousness, she belongs entirely to her master. And Cheng Zongyang, who holds the command for the Meditation Technique, is her only master. Cheng

Zongyang took off his clothes, just as he was about to enjoy this rare cauldron as usual, when suddenly a servant's voice rang out from outside: "Young master, a guest has arrived!"

Cheng Zongyang immediately sobered up halfway. If she could find her way to Cuiwei Garden, she certainly wasn't one of Jia Shixian or Liao Qunyu's people. Since she was a guest, she couldn't be from the palace either, and it was already the middle of the night, who could have such an important matter to discuss with him?

"Who?"

"She claims to be Madam Liang."

So it was that slut. Cheng Zongyang was both amused and puzzled. A woman of considerable status in Lin'an City, going to West Lake to meet a guest in the middle of the night—if word got out, she'd be drowned in gossip. What could have caused Huang Shi to lose her composure?

Frowning for a moment, Cheng Zongyang ordered, "Let her in."

A short while later, footsteps sounded outside. Huang Shi seemed very anxious, rushing upstairs and saying at the door,

"Young Master, this servant..."

"Enough nonsense," Cheng Zongyang said lazily, "Strip naked and crawl in. If you're only wearing a belt, get out!"

The sound of rustling clothes being removed came from outside, and then Huang Shi, naked from the waist down, crawled into the room like a female dog.

In the moonlight, a beautiful woman lay on the carpet, her white, tender buttocks raised. The young merchant, reeking of alcohol, was now naked, his muscular body exposed, his hands gripping the woman's slender waist, thrusting into her buttocks from behind.

Huang, prostrate on the ground, said, "This servant greets the young master."

Cheng Zongyang sneered, "Madam, are you recalling the pleasures of that day, unable to sleep in the middle of the night, and rushing here eagerly to be fucked?"

Huang raised her face, biting her red lips with her jade teeth, tears rolling down her cheeks like broken beads, and then cried out, "Please, young master, save this servant..."

"The sky has fallen?" "

This servant just heard the news that the newly appointed Vice Minister Cai of the Ministry of Revenue is going to investigate and punish merchants who have been hoarding and speculating for months, and tomorrow he will be shutting down Tongyuan Company."

Tongyuan Company is a well-known grain merchant in Lin'an with a powerful background. Back at Fanjia Garden, it was they who stubbornly refused to give Cai Yuanchang face, and as a result, they were tricked by that treacherous minister, and Cai Yuanchang took the opportunity to make trouble and expel them from the venue. Now that Cai Yuanchang has been promoted, he will inevitably make an example of them to warn others.

"It's just a grain store, so what if it's shut down?"

Madam Huang said anxiously. "Young master, you don't know, but the Yongjin Pawnshop in the city was shut down a few days ago. The investigation implicated several officials in the court who had used government funds for lending. Vice Minister Cai submitted a memorial to the emperor, who was furious and dismissed those officials, confiscating their property. The ringleader was even imprisoned and punished, and his family members were sold by the government to recover the debts."

Cheng Zongyang said, "You didn't also embezzle government funds, did you?"

Madam Huang didn't say anything, but lowered her head and tacitly admitted it.

Cheng Zongyang pondered for a moment, then burst into laughter. "No wonder Tongyuan Bank refused to subscribe at Fanjia Garden that day! They were embezzling government funds to speculate on the grain business! They're in deep trouble now!"

Tongyuan Bank had originally intended to speculate, but Cai Yuanchang forced them to have the government buy the grain. Half of what they received was in paper money, while the money they embezzled from the government was in cash. Now that their scheme has been exposed, unless they sell their assets to cover the losses, they won't be able to make up for the deficit. But the news of the seizure came very quickly, and even if the Liang family were willing to sell their assets, it would be too late.

"What's the rush?" Cheng Zongyang laughed. "I heard Tongyuan Bank has a very powerful background, and isn't there also... the Prince?"

Huang whispered, "The Prince learned of the situation from the palace first and has already taken all the cash from the grain bank. Now, only some paper money remains. After hearing the news, I waited at the Prince's residence until late at night, but I still couldn't see the Prince. Even if we can repay the debt now, if Minister Cai investigates, my family will be in grave danger..."

For Liang Shidu's family, this was truly a devastating blow. Liang Shicheng, who didn't really acknowledge his brothers, had lost power, and without a powerful patron, their business dealings in grain were now in jeopardy. The Prince had jumped ship first, leaving them with a huge hole. Cai Yuanchang was no benevolent man; with this blow, it was uncertain whether Liang Shidu could even save his life. No wonder Huang was so anxious.

But while the Liang family's situation seemed dire, in Cheng Zongyang's eyes, this little mishap wasn't even a hole. He could easily resolve this matter without lifting a finger.

Huang was frantic, and cried out in a pitiful voice, "Master..."

Cheng Zongyang let out a hearty hiccup, "Even if Cai Yuanchang is in a hurry, he wouldn't close the shops overnight." He beckoned with his finger, "Madam Liang, come and have some fun."

Huang clung to him like a lifeline, saying, "As long as you save my life, I'll be your slave!"

"Sure thing." Cheng Zongyang smiled at her. This woman's appearance was not as good as Ruan Xiangning's, but her seductive and alluring appearance was irresistible.

Cheng Zongyang looked at her for a moment, then suddenly said, "Judging from Madam Liang's appearance, she's also a womanizer. Tonight, I'm in a good mood, let's have some fun."

Cheng Zongyang grabbed the backpack on the table, took out a porcelain bottle, flicked the stopper with his thumb, and poured out a small pill, "Eat this, and have some wild fun with me!"

Without a word, Huang swallowed the pill.

Cheng Zongyang watched Huang with a grin as he pounded into the beautiful woman with snow-white skin and red lips beneath him.

Soon, Huang's breathing quickened; she felt a burning heat throughout her body, her neck involuntarily twisting slightly. A surge of heat seemed to flow through her breasts and lower body, and her nipples and private parts quickly became engorged and hot. At the same time, a strong desire welled up within her, as if she desperately craved someone to knead her breasts and penetrate her honeyed orifice.

"Oh..."

Huang's face flushed crimson. She lay back on the carpet, one hand grasping her breast, the other reaching down to her abdomen, unable to resist caressing herself.

Cheng Zongyang pulled his penis out of Ruan Xiangning's vagina with a "pop," then bent down, grabbed Huang's ankles, spread them apart, and lifted them upwards.

Huang's fair neck and shoulders pressed against the carpet, her body pulled upside down, her snow-white legs spread wide, revealing a wet, moist vulva. She spread her arms, her jade fingers gripping the carpet, her fair neck twisting unconsciously back and forth, her beautiful eyes wide open, eagerly gazing at Cheng Zongyang's erect penis.

"Ningnu!"

Ruan Xiangning straightened up, smiling, and reached out her palm to stroke Huang's crotch a few times, then guided her master's penis, aiming it at her slightly parted vulva. Cheng

Zongyang placed Huang's bare waist and buttocks on his knees, his penis sinking in, thrusting into her vagina at an almost vertical angle.

Huang Yinglian let out a scream, the intense pleasure causing her eyes to roll back and her body to convulse like a seizure. The lustful fluid squeezed from her honeypot splashed onto her carefully made-up face.

These pills were made by Shang Hou based on the medicines Cheng Zongyang brought. Although, given the old man's nature, he certainly wouldn't present them to Cheng Zongyang without thoroughly testing them in the Southern Wilderness, Cheng Zongyang still doubted what kind of monstrosities he could concoct. Besides, even if the old man could make authentic ecstasy and methamphetamine, they wouldn't be anything good. Therefore, he had left those pills in his backpack, ignoring them.

Now, testing them on Huang Yinglian proved that while the old man's astrology and witchcraft were utterly unreliable, he was quite skilled at using poisons.

Huang Yinglian's honeypot was burning hot; as soon as the penis entered, the wet, alluring flesh inside her honeypot tightly gripped the shaft, throbbing frantically like a thirsty little mouth.

Cheng Zongyang pinned the alluring woman beneath him, observing her uncontrolled lewdness from a superior angle.

Huang's two pale thighs were spread wide, her full buttocks clamped between Cheng Zongyang's knees, her vulva blooming like a peony between her white thighs. A thick, hard penis thrust in and out of her, causing her to overflow with lustful fluids.

Huang's two breasts hung heavily, her engorged nipples purple and swollen, hard and erect like ripe grapes. Cheng Zongyang's gaze swept between her breasts; Huang's already alluring face was now even more lewd. With each thrust of his penis, her eyes widened in a daze, her red lips parted, and she twisted her neck frantically while screaming, seemingly forgetting her identity, completely immersed in the carnal pleasure of her affair.

Cheng Zongyang secretly praised the old man's concoction for its high quality. Judging from Huang's expression, the pill was a combination of ecstasy and methamphetamine, and due to its higher purity, its effects were even more potent. He just wondered about its addictive properties.

Then again, even if Huang became a drug addict, it wouldn't be a big deal. Cheng Zongyang wasn't so kind as to feel responsible for this slut. In fact, if she were truly addicted, she'd be easier to control. If that brat surnamed Liang ever dared to provoke him again, he could simply give a signal and have his mother brought over to vent his anger.

Huang's undisguised lewdness was laid bare before Cheng Zongyang's eyes. Her body was upside down, her hips thrusting upwards to meet the entry and exit of his penis. From her exposed vulva, her fluids flowed like a spring, soon splashing all over her breasts and face. She shook her head and swayed her hips, her wet breasts bobbing back and forth with sharp, lewd moans. She was like a wound-up toy of flesh, utterly unsettled.

Cheng Zongyang turned his head and saw Ruan Xiangning lying at his feet like a cat. Her beautiful face wore a gentle, elegant smile, her smooth, white body curvaceous, her snow-white buttocks round and soft, exuding a seductive allure.

Cheng Zongyang grabbed her snow-white buttocks and pushed them upwards. Ruan Xiangning obediently raised her buttocks, reaching behind her to embrace her white, jade-like buttocks and spread them apart, revealing her virgin-like, delicate genitals and exquisitely small anus to her master. While Cheng Zongyang

was fucking Huang's passionate, fiery cunt, he was also playing with Ruan Xiangning's beautiful, alluring snow-white buttocks and cunt. A surge of heroic ambition, half-drunk and half-desperate, welled up in his heart: One day, whether it be the sorceress Su or Jian Yuji, those vile women who see me as an enemy will all submit to me!

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