The Chronicles of the Empress's Palace - Chapter 858: Dragon and Phoenix Dance (Part 4)

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Prefect Jiang Lin of Suzhou was the first to chime in: "Lord Zhang and I, Jiang, have been friends for many years. On previous visits to Suzhou, I was too busy with official business to enjoy myself to the fullest. This time, I must make sure to take my time to explore the city. Suzhou has many scenic spots and the scenery is very attractive. Tomorrow, Jiang Yi can accompany me on a tour."
Prefect Jiang's third son, Jiang Yi, is only eighteen years old this year, but he has a full forehead, clear eyes, and the air of a Confucian scholar. His future career is boundless. Now, hearing his father mention him, he quickly bowed and said, "This nephew is not very talented and will definitely ask Uncle Zhang for guidance. I have heard that Young Master Zhang Jinling is also proficient in calligraphy and painting. I admire him very much. It is a pity that he did not come tonight. I will visit him tomorrow."
"It is my great honor to have the privilege of discussing Confucian classics with Lord Zhang!"
Kong Weng was overjoyed to hear that Zhang Mo would be discussing scholarship with him. To receive the affirmation of such a renowned Confucian scholar as Zhang Mo would greatly influence his future prestige. No matter how talented he was now, he could not compare to Zhang Mo, because Zhang Mo was not only a learned Confucian scholar, but also a leading scholar representing the court, and had served as the Assistant Minister of Personnel in charge of the imperial examinations for many years.
"If Lord Zhang were to lecture at the Suzhou Academy for three days, Confucius should be careful—the academy would be so overrun with students that they'd wear out the threshold! Hahaha..."
The salt merchant, Jia Mao, was a fat man with a large head and ears. His plump body was encased in a loose robe, and his laughter sounded like a duck's quack, making him quite peculiar. However, everyone burst into laughter upon hearing it, and Master Kong was especially delighted, grinning from ear to ear.
"My calligraphy style is derived from my ancestor Huang Tingjian. I have long heard that Mr. Zhang's calligraphy style is also derived from my ancestor. I wonder when we can meet and exchange ideas on calligraphy to promote the style of our ancestors."
Huang Bizhi was a descendant of Huang Tingjian, a great calligrapher of the Song Dynasty. He practiced calligraphy diligently from a young age, and it is said that he wore out thousands of brushes. Huang-style calligraphy was a true inheritance from his family and he was the most famous calligrapher in Suzhou.
“How dare my son compare his calligraphy to that of Master Huang? Master Huang has immersed himself in calligraphy for fifty years and has deeply grasped the essence of the calligraphy of the Taoist of the Valley. Zhang Mo has long heard of Master Huang’s great name in the capital.”
Zhang Mo paused for a moment, then continued, "Compared to Su Dongpo, although Shangu Daoren was Su Dongpo's student, he claimed to have his own style, which is truly fortunate for calligraphers. Su Dongpo's calligraphy emphasizes naturalness, while Shangu Daoren's calligraphy emphasizes charm. Shangu Daoren's calligraphy structure is vertical, and together with Su Dongpo, they pushed the humanistic spirit of Song Dynasty calligraphy to its peak. The greatest characteristic of my ancestor Shangu Daoren's calligraphy is its emphasis on 'charm,' its dignified style, and its elegant and refined writing, like a bright moon and a gentle breeze, naturally possessing a high level of charm. Although my son's calligraphy has achieved some success, how dare I compare with Huang Gongwang?"
"Lord Zhang's insight is truly brilliant!"
At this moment, it was Qian Wanguan, who ran a money exchange, who spoke up: "I also enjoy calligraphy and study the calligraphy of the ancients in my spare time. Listening to Lord Zhang's words today is truly better than reading for ten years!"
"Oh dear, all these dignitaries are discussing calligraphy, and Feng'er can't get a word in edgewise."
Yao Caocao was, after all, a woman of the night. Although she knew a little about these things, she could only hide it in front of everyone.
Having served as an official for many years, Zhang Mo was quite adept at handling such situations. Hearing Yao Caocao's suggestion, he went along with her and began talking about interesting things in the capital, filling the room with laughter and making everyone happy.
When the mood strikes, singing and dancing are inevitable, giving everyone something to comment on.
Chu Jiangnan buried his face in Leng Feng's neck, breathing heavily. His lower body was still intertwined between her legs, his large hands grasping Leng Feng's large, soft breasts. His penis, which had just been released, remained inside her, lingering on the moist heat and tenderness of Leng Feng's passage.
As Leng Feng gradually regained her senses, she felt that the dragon root inside her had not completely subsided. Although it was no longer swollen as it had been during intercourse, it still filled her depths, warming her up.
Leng Feng knew that given Chu Jiangnan's physical strength and sexual desire, he was probably not fully satisfied yet, and was just waiting for her to recover her strength.
Chu Jiangnan kissed Leng Feng's sweaty neck and whispered in her ear, "You're amazing..."
He placed light kisses on her collarbone and shoulder, then moved his mouth to the round breasts he was kneading in his hands, licking their rosy color with his tongue.
"Ugh...it's so itchy..."
As Leng Feng watched Chu Jiangnan fondling and licking her breasts, her heart stirred with desire, and she writhed beneath him, her soft body pulsating with arousal.
The slight, slow wriggling motions made Leng Feng resemble a seductive little snake, exuding a bewitching and wicked aura that tempted Chu Jiangnan to fall into its clutches.
Leng Feng's wriggling motion drew Chu Jiangnan's dragon root to the flesh walls inside her flower cave, causing it to swell and harden rapidly, completely stretching open her narrow passage and even throbbing powerfully within her body.
Chu Jiangnan took the nipple, which had been licked until it was shiny and swollen, into his mouth and sucked hard like a child nursing, while his broad, thick palms caressed the plump lower edge of the breast.
The intense pleasure of being sucked suddenly overwhelmed Leng Feng, causing her whole body to convulse and contract reflexively. She involuntarily bent her legs, clamping them together with his strong, narrow buttocks pressed between her thighs.
"baby……"
Chu Jiangnan immediately felt the intense contractions and undulations within Leng Feng's body, the tender flesh tightly enveloping his dragon root and kneading it incessantly, making Chu Jiangnan extremely excited. He couldn't help but stop sucking, his eyes slightly narrowed, enjoying the pleasurable sensation in his lower body.
Leng Feng reached out and placed her hand on Chu Jiangnan's hand, urging him to caress her breasts. Under Chu Jiangnan's pressure, she struggled to slightly raise her snowy buttocks, making small up-and-down movements, causing their genitals to rub against each other, actively seeking a way to release her desire.
Chu Jiangnan groaned at Leng Feng's movements. He embraced her and nimbly turned her over. In the blink of an eye, Leng Feng was on top, and Chu Jiangnan was lying flat on the bed. During this time, their lower bodies were never separated and remained tightly connected.
Without Chu Jiangnan's guidance, Leng Feng skillfully straddled him, moving up and down, swallowing and releasing his throbbing member, allowing it to fully rub against her engorged and sensitive passage.
"Ah...it's so hot! But it feels so good..."
Chu Jiangnan's dragon root continued to heat up, warming her tender flesh. Leng Feng was lost in lust, her beautiful almond eyes filled with mist, watery and incredibly alluring.
Passionate love fluid continuously seeped from the depths of the flower pot. As the dragon root that had penetrated her body was pulled out, it soaked Chu Jiangnan's firm lower abdomen and thick black hair. Even Leng Feng's own inner thighs were covered in a lot of slippery fluid. As she rose and fell, the lewd, wet sounds of love fluid being stirred from the point of contact could be heard continuously.
Chu Jiangnan enjoyed the pleasure brought to him by the delicate female body on his body, and Leng Feng's stunningly beautiful and charming expression made him intoxicated.
"Yes, baby, squeeze me tight...you're so amazing..."
A pair of soft, large breasts jiggled up and down. Chu Jiangnan looked at the beautiful breasts in front of him and inhaled the sweet fragrance emanating from Leng Feng. He could no longer endure the force that was not strong enough for him. He reached out his large hands, grabbed her two white breasts, and squeezed and gripped them hard, causing Leng Feng's breasts to deform and swell.
Chu Jiangnan thrust his firm, narrow buttocks upwards with great force, forcefully inserting his hard, straight penis into Leng Feng's body. His rapid and powerful thrusting almost sent her flying.
Leng Feng hurriedly stopped her undulating movements, placed her hands on Chu Jiangnan's chest, and arched her back with her buttocks raised to receive his thrusts from below.
The loud sounds of flesh slapping together, mixed with the sound of water, added to the lewd atmosphere in the room, in addition to the moans and heavy breathing.
"Ah...I want it..."
As Chu Jiangnan vigorously and tightly manipulated her, Leng Feng's accumulated passion surged rapidly, her whole body flushed red, and her soft moans foreshadowed the approaching climax.
Leng Feng's hands, which were resting on his chest, clenched into fists. As she clenched, she lost control of her strength, and her fingernails scratched his skin, leaving bloody marks.
The slight pain fueled Chu Jiangnan's lust, and he thrust his thick, red dragon root fiercely into the delicate opening above.
A fierce roar and a soft moan escaped from their mouths at the same time. In the final strike, the two of them fell into an intoxicatingly beautiful realm.
Chu Jiangnan's thick, white fluid shot into the depths of the Cold Phoenix Flower Pot, mingling and dissolving with her hot liquid...
Just then, the sound of a clay pot shattering came from the courtyard where Wang Yushan was staying. She quickly looked over and saw three dark figures darting towards Zhang Mo's room.
"Oh no! A thief!"
Wang Yushan turned around, grabbed the sword hanging on the bedside table, and darted out the window.
Wang Yushan disappeared out the window. At this moment, Zhang Man, the son of the housekeeper Zhang Gan, also realized what was happening and led everyone to catch the thief.
In an instant, the entire courtyard was illuminated by torches. Wang Yushan was already fighting with two men in black in Zhang Mo's room, but the ten soldiers sent by the Suzhou prefect were nowhere to be seen. Zhang Man hurriedly went to look for them, only to find that seven of them had fainted at the foot of the wall, while the other three had disappeared without a trace.
"Little Yazi, hurry to the yamen and ask for help. The rest of you, grab your weapons and fight these thieves."
Seeing four more men in black suddenly leap out of the courtyard, preparing to pounce on Wang Yushan in Zhang Mo's room, Zhang Man hurriedly ordered his servant Xi Yazi to go to the yamen to find someone, while he grabbed a wooden stick and tried to rush at the men in black. The other young and strong servants also quickly grabbed their weapons and surrounded the men in black, and a fierce fight broke out.
Originally, Zhang Mo had brought a martial arts instructor named Zhang Ling, thirty-five years old, a disciple of the Quancheng School of martial arts from Pucheng, Fujian. Zhang Ling had been protecting Zhang Mo for many years, but since Zhang Mo was attending a banquet today, he had taken Zhang Ling and Zhang Gan with him, leaving only untrained servants. Fortunately, Zhang Ling sometimes taught Zhang Man and the others a few moves of the Quancheng School's martial arts when he was in a good mood. So, although the four men in black were all quite skilled, they were still feeling guilty and, realizing they had been discovered, became agitated and unable to escape, entangled by Zhang Man and the others.
On the other side, Wang Yushan was locked in a fierce battle with two men in black, and even with the Dongming Sword Technique of the Dongming Sect, she only managed to gain a slight advantage.
If it were a one-on-one fight, the man in black would definitely be no match for Wang Yushan. Just look at who her masters are! Any one of them could teach her a move or two, and Wang Yushan could easily fool those petty thieves. But with two of them against her, although they were at a disadvantage, they were still quite composed. Especially their seamless teamwork; it seemed they were used to committing crimes together.
Just then, shouts came from outside Jiqing Garden. It turned out that the reinforcements that Xi Yazi had invited had arrived.
"Capture all the thieves! Don't let a single one escape!"
The leader was none other than the constable who had been on the street that afternoon; it turned out he was Zhang Tiesuo, the deputy chief constable of Suzhou.
"The wind's picking up, let's get out of here!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the men in black in the courtyard immediately called out to their accomplices inside the house, asking them to leave.
"You think you can leave so easily? Surround it up now!"
Before Zhang Tiesuo could finish speaking, two loud bangs were heard, and thick smoke filled the courtyard and Zhang Mo's house, choking everyone and causing them to cough.
Wang Yushan leaped out of the room, shouting, "The smoke is poisonous! Everyone scatter!"
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves and hurriedly rushed out of the courtyard.

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