Nine-tailed fox Lu Suzhen

(I) Lu Suzhen Apprentices to a Master
The story takes place during the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty. At that time, the border was in dire straits, and the garrison at Yumen Pass requested reinforcements from the court. The Jin general Tutema led an army of 300,000 towards the border. Emperor Renzong adopted the suggestions of Grand Secretary Bao Zheng, the Prefect of Kaifeng, and the Eighth Prince, and dispatched General Huyan Yiping with 500,000 Song troops to defend against the enemy. Domestic bandits also became rampant, and cases of banditry increased. Kaifeng Prefecture, responsible for maintaining order, was correspondingly busy, with many officials going out to solve cases. The "Five Righteous Men," pillars of Kaifeng Prefecture, led a group led by "River-Turning Rat" Jiang Ping and "Mountain-Drilling Rat" Xu Qing to the notorious bandit stronghold of Lu Family Manor in Luoyang, Henan. Lu Kai, known in the martial arts world as "Purple-Faced Yama," led several hundred petty thieves on a rampage, robbing and dividing the loot on the spot. Because of their numbers and superior martial arts skills, the local officials dared not speak out, and the common people lived in constant fear. Jiang Ping and his group of twelve disguised themselves and infiltrated the Lu Family Village area to investigate. Lu Family Village was brightly decorated and bustling with activity. Jiang Ping and his group followed the villagers who were helping out. They learned that it was the auspicious day for Lu Suzhen, the younger sister of "Purple-Faced Yama" Lu Kai, to become an apprentice. Lu Suzhen was only twelve years old at the time and wanted to become an apprentice of Jiang Daoshi, Lu Kai's sworn brother. Jiang Daoshi, known in the martial arts world as "Poisonous Old Taoist," was the abbot of the Sanqing Taoist Temple in Kaifeng, Henan. He was a master of poisons and also a bandit leader, using the temple as a cover to sell incense and hallucinogenic drugs. After the apprenticeship ceremony, Jiang Daoshi took Lu Suzhen away from Lu Family Village, while Jiang Ping and his group stayed behind to continue their investigation. A few days later, they received a letter from Lord Bao, ordering them to cease their investigation of Lu Family Village and return to Kaifeng immediately. Jiang Ping and his group dared not delay and had no choice but to return to the government office. It turns out that Judge Bao summoned them back for an important mission. Zhao Jue, the Prince of Xiangyang and uncle of Emperor Renzong stationed in Xiangyang, was colluding with the Ningxia Kingdom and recruiting bandits to prepare for a rebellion. Emperor Renzong dispatched his minister, Yan Chasan, who was also Judge Bao's apprentice, under the guise of an inspection tour to investigate. The Imperial Envoy Yan and his sworn brother, "The Golden-Haired Rat" Bai Yutang, went ahead, and Judge Bao sent Jiang Ping and his men to pursue them immediately. Now, let's turn to Lu Suzhen. She and the Taoist priest Jiang arrived at the Sanqing Taoist Temple to learn martial arts from her senior brother, Jiang Feilong, who was seven years her senior and also Jiang Feilong's son. Despite being pampered since childhood, Lu Suzhen was very hardworking in her martial arts training. The Taoist priest Jiang taught her diligently, instructing her in everything from long fist and short fist techniques to various weapons, high-flying movements, land agility, and even water skills. Lu Suzhen was intelligent from a young age, especially gifted in martial arts. Within a few years, her skills had reached a level of perfection. What she was most proud of was that she had mastered all of her master's poison techniques. Time flew by, and six years passed in the blink of an eye. Lu Suzhen had blossomed from a twelve-year-old girl into an eighteen-year-old young woman. Lu Suzhen was the most beautiful woman in the novel, tall and slender, with a delicate and refined face, fair and smooth skin, and a graceful figure. Her large, bright eyes, in particular, were incredibly charming. What captivated men most was her sexy figure. Lu Suzhen was slim and fit, neither too plump nor too thin. Her full breasts stood high, her hips were high and round, firm and smooth, without an ounce of excess fat. Her long legs accentuated her slender waist, and her long, black hair was styled in the traditional Song Dynasty hairstyle, tied with colorful ribbons, making her exceptionally beautiful. She loved wearing white dresses, which made her appear even more pure and innocent. Despite her outwardly refined and elegant demeanor, Lu Suzhen harbored a lewd nature. A chance encounter ignited her life of debauchery. One night, unable to sleep, she suddenly had a whimsical idea: to go to the Prince's mansion, not far from the Taoist temple, to find her senior brother, Jiang Feilong. At this time, Jiang Feilong had been working as a bodyguard for the "Side-by-Side Prince," Zhao Qing, for over a year. Without hesitation, Lu Suzhen changed into black night clothes, took her willow-leaf dagger and her treasure pouch, and lightly leaped onto the rooftop. Using her land-based flying technique, she quickly arrived at the Prince's mansion. She went to her senior brother's room—no one was there? Such a large mansion, perhaps her senior brother was on patrol. "I'll look for him," she thought, leaping onto the roof and running towards the back courtyard. Reaching the last courtyard, she knew it was the boudoir of Princess Kaiping. Seeing the lights still on on the second floor, and wondering why they weren't asleep so late, Lu Suzhen curiously tore a hole in the paper covering the window and peeked inside. What she saw was astonishing. On the table in her young mistress's bedroom, a large red candle was burning, and two people were embracing on the embroidered bed—her senior brother and a beautiful young woman. The curtains were still drawn, so she could see them clearly. Lu Suzhen had always been proud of her own beauty, but now the girl on the bed was equally beautiful and sexy. Her breasts were high and firm, with rosy nipples, a slender waist and full hips, and her two snow-white thighs were crossed. She was smiling at her senior brother. The senior apprentice's left hand tightly grasped one of the girl's high, full breasts, while his right hand teased and flirted at her vulva. The girl let out intoxicating moans, her soft, seductive voice calling out, "Brother Feilong... I feel so good..."
The senior apprentice lowered his head, kissing and licking her face lightly and deeply, then whispered in her ear, "Good sister, don't rush, Brother Feilong will make you feel like you're dying of pleasure soon."
Lu Suzhen, watching from outside the window, stared wide-eyed. The senior apprentice's hands gently caressed the girl's smooth, white, and shapely body, admiring it closely. His mouth moved to her cherry-like lips, and the girl returned his kiss, her tender tongue gently darting out to meet his, their passion escalating. She wrapped her left arm around the senior apprentice's neck, passionately returning his kiss, sucking hard on his tongue, while her right hand reached down to his lower body, grasping his large penis with her slender fingers and kneading it. This was the first time Lu Suzhen had ever seen a man's penis, and her heart skipped a beat, her breathing quickening. Inside, the two continued their intimate act, Jiang Feilong reaching a fever pitch from the girl's touch! He let out a low growl, tightening his grip on her smooth, slender waist, moving his lips away from her fragrant mouth, kissing his way down her flushed face, lingering briefly on her long, beautiful neck before continuing downwards. When his kisses reached her snow-white, tender breasts, he passionately sucked on one erect nipple, simultaneously grasping the other breast and gently caressing its rosy nipple with his fingers. The girl's lower body was wet, her breath coming in short gasps, emitting sweet moans: "Good brother... I... I feel so good... harder... good... don't stop..."
Her hands tightly gripped her brother's head. He pressed his advantage, savoring the deliciousness of her nipples before kissing his way down her full, jade-like body. He licked her alluring navel repeatedly before parting her long, slender legs with his hands, burying his face in the wet grass, his tongue teasing the entrance to her paradise. His tongue skills were superb; in moments, the girl was panting heavily, drenched in fragrant sweat, her face arched back, her long, black hair cascading to her waist, her expression incredibly alluring, her brows slightly furrowed, and a captivating moan escaping her cherry-like lips. "Oh...oh...you're licking me so well...so good...big tongue, harder...yes, don't stop, deeper...lick my clitoris...oh...ah..."
Seeing that the time was right, he laid the girl down on the embroidered bed, lifted her smooth, white, plump buttocks, wrapped her two long, beautiful legs around his waist, and used his hands to hold his already throbbing penis. He rubbed the huge glans against the girl's glistening labia a few times before using his waist to thrust in and out, pushing open her vagina with the glans. The girl felt wave after wave of pleasure during the thrusts, excitedly swaying her slender waist, her plump buttocks wantonly welcoming her senior brother's large penis. Lu Suzhen's face flushed, her heart pounded wildly, and her hands unconsciously squeezed her full breasts through her clothes. Her legs clamped tighter and tighter, her lower body itched, and streams of sticky fluid flowed unconsciously from her vagina. The happy couple inside were unaware that someone was watching their performance outside. The older brother, full of vigor, moved his thick penis back and forth, the girl's soft flesh clinging to it, rising and falling with each thrust. With each thrust, the girl let out a joyful moan, her hips swaying more vigorously, actively responding to his penis. His large, veiny hands gripped the girl's snow-white thighs, and the speed of his thrusts increased. "Mmm...mmm..."
the girl hummed lasciviously, her beautiful brows furrowed, her expression showing her great pleasure. Her left hand frantically kneaded her high breasts, while her right hand gripped the blankets on the bed. The older brother's thick, long penis thrust violently in and out of the girl's vagina, the almost unbearable pleasure bringing her to an orgasm she had never experienced before, a pleasure that masturbation could not give her. He thrust in and out for a few more moments, then suddenly felt the girl's breathing become heavy, her body trembling slightly, her petals and vaginal walls sucking at his penis. He knew she was about to climax, so he quickly lifted his hips and thrust his glans deep into her uterus. "Ah...good man...I feel so good...harder...ah...mmm..."
The girl stretched out her two fair arms and tightly hugged his waist, her two snow-white thighs spread wide, her genitals pressed tightly against his lower body, as if afraid of leaving even the slightest gap. Her dark, glossy pubic hair, soaked with their bodily fluids, became messy and disordered, clinging tightly to the vicinity of her labia. Her engorged, red vulva, ravaged by prolonged caresses, was utterly wanton, splattering with fluids, while his penis continued its forceful assault on her until she reached orgasm. The girl's breathing grew increasingly rapid, and suddenly she
cried out "Ah..." in a wanton manner, reaching her climax. Her vaginal fluids sprayed continuously onto his glans, and at the same time, he let out a low growl, thrusting forward forcefully, ejaculating large amounts of white, sticky fluid into the girl's vulva again and again. After he had finished, feeling utterly exhausted, he lay panting on the girl's delicate body, his hands still stroking her body. The girl's face was flushed, her phoenix eyes were closed, and she was panting heavily, a slight satisfied smile on her lips, as if she was still savoring the moment of revelry. Seeing the battle in the room end, Lu Suzhen reluctantly left. She felt her legs were weak, and she had no strength left. She finally returned to her room, but the scene that had excited her kept replaying in her mind.
(II) Lu Suzhen Loses Her Virginity to Her Senior Brother
Since witnessing her first sexual encounter at the Prince's mansion, Lu Suzhen hadn't slept well all night. The intense lust burned within her. After all, she was a mature young woman, and her natural needs and desire for a man's body were drawing her towards a world overflowing with lust. Lu Suzhen could no longer lie still. She began to undress, piece by piece. As her black nightsuit fell away, her mature body was revealed. Lu Suzhen exposed her lotus-root-like arms, snow-white and tender, her proud breasts almost bursting through her snow-white bodice. Even she couldn't help but praise herself, saying, "My figure is so good!"
Then she took off her trousers, instantly brightening the small room. Her two slender, jade-like legs were white and smooth, tightly clamping a private, secret cave that drove men wild, already soaking wet. Lu Suzhen raised her hands behind her neck and untied the knot of her bodice. As soon as the bodice came off, "plop," a pair of restless, large white breasts sprang out. Her pyramid-shaped breasts stood proudly erect. Due to her martial arts training, her breasts were much firmer than others'. Two adorable red cherries graced her snow-white peaks. Her breasts trembled with Lu Suzhen's delicate body. Even her most intimate area was concealed by a pair of thin silk panties. Due to the copious flow of arousal fluid, the light yellow panties had become semi-transparent, revealing a dense patch of dark hair at the lower part of Lu Suzhen's abdomen. At this moment, Lu Suzhen exuded the charm of a mature woman; every gesture was incredibly sexy. Especially her phoenix eyes, brimming with allure. Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, thinking of her senior brother's thick penis, she felt a surge of heat throughout her body, a burning desire ignited within her. She longed for her senior brother to squeeze those alluring breasts and her full, white buttocks. Lu Suzhen returned to the bed, her hands kneading her firm, full breasts. Her proud breasts stood erect in the air, her snow-white bosom beautiful and proud, the red cherry atop each nipple incredibly tempting. Because her breasts were so large, she could easily kiss them by bending down. Her tongue lightly licked the large nipples, sending a surge of pleasure from the tips down her body, then to her limbs. Her beautiful, breathtaking eyes revealed a satisfied expression. With the ceaseless caressing of her hands and the nimble licking of her tongue, a wave of pleasure welled up from the depths of her heart. Her nipples gradually hardened, bringing even greater sensitivity. Eighteen is a woman's mature age; primal desires have accumulated within her for too long. Masturbation allows her to flow freely. Her delicate white hands moved to her private area. Her hands touched a thin cleft, already moist. Her fingers moved downwards, touching two soft labia. She lifted her legs and pulled down her panties. Lu Suzhen's mature, healthy, chaste, and snow-white body was completely exposed. Lu Suzhen's sexy body was full of vitality and sensuality, truly a beauty that would shame even the most devoted monks. Her fingers pinched the already erect clitoris, and a series of twists brought an unprecedented pleasure that sent shivers down her spine. Lu Suzhen felt waves of heat coursing through her body, a surge of heat flowing from her lower body. Curious, she looked down at her genitals. It was the first time at 18 that she had looked so closely at her vulva. A string of glistening dewdrops appeared on her pubic hair, her full labia majora parted, the two fleshy folds tightly gripping a clitoris that drove her wild. Even a light touch sent shivers down Lu Suzhen's spine. Her labia minora guarded her alluring vulva. As her slender fingers moved in and out, Lu Suzhen felt waves of pleasure coursing through her body, like tides, one after another, as if she were being electrocuted. She couldn't help but moan, "Oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah..."
As two fingers were inserted, her movements became faster and faster. She felt lightheaded and dizzy. She couldn't care less about anything else, desperately thrusting her hips to allow her fingers to penetrate deeper. Gushes of fluid overflowed from her vagina, making a "gurgling" sound. Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation inside her, and hot, sticky fluid spurted out, making her thighs slippery. This was her first orgasm. A few drops of blood stained the sheets. Lu Suzhen had given herself her first time. In the days that followed, Lu Suzhen masturbated almost every day. A month passed in a flash. One day, her master told her he was going to a friend's to discuss martial arts and wouldn't return for a few days. He told her to persevere in her martial arts practice and not to slack off. The day after her master left, Lu Suzhen went out for a stroll. Kaifeng at that time was the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, very lively. She watched some martial arts performances and wandered around the City God Temple for a while. Around noon, Lu Suzhen felt thirsty and hungry, so she found a restaurant called Jia Ji Restaurant on the main street. It was a two-story restaurant, with waiters greeting customers at the entrance, and the restaurant was packed with patrons. "Find me a quiet place," Lu Suzhen said to a waiter. "Yes, please," the waiters replied. They were experienced; seeing the graceful figure of this girl in her white dress, exuding an air of pride and nobility, and a dashing, heroic spirit, they dared not neglect her and led her upstairs. Upstairs was much quieter, and she found a table by the window to sit down. Lu Suzhen ordered several dishes and a pot of wine, eating and drinking as she went. A cool breeze blew from the window, and she could see the street scene—ah, how pleasant! Just then, a commotion broke out in the street, followed by a woman's cry for help: "Help! Help!"
Lu Suzhen looked down and saw a group of burly men in black, armed with knives and guns, carrying a girl on a table. It was a girl in blue, about eighteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful oval face and smooth, snow-white skin. She wore a close-fitting light blue silk dress that tightly hugged her full breasts and slender waist. However, the girl's hands and feet were bound with ropes, and a young master on horseback followed behind her. "Hey, waiter, what's going on?"
Lu Suzhen asked one of the waiters. "Miss, you don't know, the young master on horseback is the son of the prefect. Did you see him? Those people are his servants. They kidnap men and women all day long, doing all sorts of evil. Nobody dares to mess with them. Sigh... They've kidnapped another girl. There's no law anymore. I wonder which family will be unlucky this time. Sigh!"
The waiter shook his head and walked away. Lu Suzhen was furious after hearing this and decided to help him and intervene in this injustice. Lu Suzhen pressed the window and jumped out. "Stop!"
she shouted, blocking the road. The group was startled, but when they saw it was a beautiful young woman in white, they burst into laughter. The young master on horseback dismounted and strode up to Lu Suzhen. Lu Suzhen saw that he was dressed in a fine, deep red silk robe, not short, but very thin, with a pointed face and a lewd appearance. He grinned and asked Lu Suzhen, "Why are you blocking our way?" His eyes gleamed with lust. "Why are you kidnapping her? I want you to release that girl!"
"Oh? Sure! A beauty like you pleading with me? I'll release her, but you have to come home with me for a wedding ceremony. Come, let me kiss you first."
He reached out to embrace Lu Suzhen. Lu Suzhen deftly dodged and kicked the young master. She didn't use much force, but the skinny young master was kicked more than three meters away, landing on the ground and screaming in pain. The thugs immediately surrounded him, shouting, "Young Master! Young Master! Are you alright?" "
You damn bitch! You dare hit me? Do you know who I am? You've got a death wish! Beat her up!"
"Yes, sir!"
The thugs swarmed around Lu Suzhen. They were no match for her, and were quickly beaten, staggering and crying out in pain; some had broken arms, others legs. Seeing this, the young master yelled, "You damn bitch, you just wait, I'm not done with you! Go!"
They abandoned the girl and scattered. Lu Suzhen didn't chase after them. Instead, she went to the girl's side and untied the ropes binding her. "Thank you for saving my life, young lady!"
she said, trying to kneel before Lu Suzhen. "No, no, this isn't the place to talk. Come with me first."
Lu Suzhen led the girl back to the Taoist temple in the southern suburbs of Kaifeng. The girl told her savior about her life: "My name is Xiaolan, I'm seventeen years old, and I live in Kaifeng. My mother died early, and I've always lived with my father. My father runs a wine shop. Once, he went to deliver wine to the prefect's house, where he caught the eye of the prefect's son, who plotted to frame my father. After my father's death, he came to kidnap me again. Thanks to your help, my savior, I'm willing to serve you like a slave to repay your kindness!"
"If you have nowhere to go, stay with me for now."
"Really? Thank you, my savior! Then I'll be your maid!"
"No need. You're a year younger than me, so let's call each other sisters from now on!"
"Alright! Sister, your martial arts are so good, I want to learn from you too, then no one will dare bully me."
"Okay, I'll teach you."
From then on, Xiaolan lived in the Taoist temple, and Lu Suzhen began teaching her martial arts. Two days later, her senior brother Jiang Feilong returned to the Taoist temple. It turned out that the Prince of Kaiping had given him a few days' leave, and he came to visit his father and junior sister. When Lu Suzhen saw her senior brother, her heart raced, her face flushed, and she felt a flutter in her chest. Fortunately, her senior brother didn't notice; he even bought her her favorite snacks. That evening, Xiaolan cooked a few dishes, and the two siblings drank together, chatting and laughing happily. After a few drinks, they were both a little tipsy. Under the red candlelight, her senior brother looked even more handsome and extraordinary, while Lu Suzhen appeared even more beautiful and captivating. Lu Suzhen decided to seduce her senior brother; she longed to taste the flavor of a mature man. "Senior brother, this wine is really strong; my body is already hot after just a few drinks."
Lu Suzhen began to feel her cheeks burning, and her whole body felt like ants were crawling all over her, numb and itchy. Lu Suzhen gazed tenderly at her tall, handsome senior brother beside her with her beautiful eyes. Unable to resist the tingling sensation in her body, she gently raised her hand and began to rub her full breasts. Unexpectedly, even just caressing them through her clothes aroused her desire. With the pleasure emanating from her breasts, Lu Suzhen's rosy cheeks flushed even more, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as her body temperature rose. "Mmm...hmm...oh...oh...ah..."
she moaned softly, her breathing becoming heavy. Her right hand slid down her body, loosening her waistband, and slipped her slender hand through her underwear, directly caressing her secret vulva, teasing her labia. Jiang Feilong, standing beside her, was stunned by his beautiful and sexy junior sister, his lower body unconsciously hardening. Seeing her senior brother's reaction, Lu Suzhen continued to masturbate. "Ah...Senior Brother...I...I...Mmm..."
Lu Suzhen fantasized about passionate intercourse with her senior brother, intensely caressing her labia and clitoris. Fueled by the alcohol, her petals gradually became moist. Lu Suzhen beckoned to Jiang Feilong with her jade-like hand: "Come here, Senior Brother."
Jiang Feilong looked at his junior sister's disheveled body and asked, "Junior Sister, you?"
"Senior Brother, do you want to be intimate with your sister? Your sister can...can give it to you."
Lu Suzhen said in a soft voice, and Jiang Feilong felt as if his bones were melting. Jiang Feilong grinned lewdly. "Okay...okay..."
He said, already leaning close to Lu Suzhen, kissing her warm, moist lips, his hands roaming restlessly over her body. "Mmm...mmm...oh..."
The wanton Lu Suzhen greedily sucked on Jiang Feilong's tongue, the hot pleasure making her nipples swell. "Oh...good brother...you're so amazing..."
She said, taking off her clothes, her bodice falling to the ground, revealing her high, full breasts like large white steamed buns. The erect clitoris was shyly alluring. Lu Suzhen crossed her arms slightly, covering her full breasts, a gesture only intended to fuel Jiang Feilong's lust. Jiang Feilong gently pulled apart Lu Suzhen's white, lotus-like arms, opening his mouth to suckle her pink nipple, while his other hand kneaded her other large breast. "Dear brother...good brother...mmm...so good."
At this moment, the pleasure within Lu Suzhen was like an electric current stimulating her entire body. Jiang Feilong pulled off Lu Suzhen's underpants, and Lu Suzhen spread her legs without any concealment, revealing her already overflowing black pubic hair and her plump, tender vulva. Jiang Feilong brought his mouth close and began licking Lu Suzhen's plump labia. His continuous licking sent
waves of lust through Lu Suzhen, "Ah...oh...you're so good at this...oh...you're killing me!" Lu Suzhen's vaginal fluids seeped out uncontrollably. Jiang Feilong's nimble tongue continued to slide back and forth across her labia, occasionally sucking on her engorged clitoris. Lu Suzhen, her body burning with desire, pressed Jiang Feilong's head against her vagina as his tongue entered. Jiang Feilong, experienced as ever, stirred his tongue inside Lu Suzhen's vagina. She was driven to the brink of madness, wanting only a thick penis to thrust into her tender opening. "Sister, let's go to bed!"
"Okay..."
Lu Suzhen looked shyly at her senior brother. Jiang Feilong picked up her limp body and carried her to the bed. He laid Lu Suzhen flat on the bed, carefully examining her. Lu Suzhen lay naked on the bed, her shapely figure accentuated by her two full breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Her long, smooth, jade-like thighs and snow-white skin exuded elasticity and allure. Moist pubic hair clung messily to her vulva below her abdomen. Jiang Feilong gazed at Lu Suzhen's beautiful face, burning with desire, and felt she was so alluring; her beauty and charm combined to create an extremely sexy and seductive face. Although Jiang Feilong had seen many beautiful women, he was still captivated by her beauty. "Junior sister, you...you...are so beautiful."
Lu Suzhen was also overjoyed and said, "Senior brother, you're very handsome too!"
As she spoke, she gazed directly at her senior brother's body and said coquettishly, "Let's start! I really can't take it
anymore." Lu Suzhen's hands caressed his penis. Jiang Feilong's penis was already hard and swollen, and it trembled immediately upon her touch. She shyly grasped it, slowly rubbing, pulling, kneading, teasing, and pinching it, sometimes heavily and sometimes lightly, sometimes up and sometimes down, making his penis even hotter, harder, and longer. Jiang Feilong pressed her down, raised his erect penis, and aimed it at her beautiful vulva. He first teased and stimulated her rosy clitoris, and then slowly inserted his penis into her vagina. Although Lu Suzhen's opening was narrow and tight, her wet and hot, tender and elastic vulva still fully swallowed Jiang Feilong's large penis, which was completely swallowed up in one go. He squeezed her so hard she could barely breathe, his thrusts pushing her buttocks forward, her mouth uttering continuous moans, copious amounts of love juice flowing out. Using the lubrication of her love juice, Feilong accelerated the thrusting of his penis, clearly feeling the waves of wet, sticky heat constantly stimulating his shaft. Jiang Feilong tightly embraced Lu Suzhen's convulsing body, thrusting in and out of her tight vagina. With each thrust, her moans and cries gradually rose in rhythm. The intense pushing, pulling, and rubbing of her wet, tight vagina and his penis brought them both endless pleasure, leaving them drenched in sweat. Jiang Feilong rapidly pounded his thick penis into her already overflowing vagina, the sounds of their intercourse "plop, plop" filling the air, her panting and moans almost reaching their breaking point. "Good...good...mmm...mmm...it feels so good...my pussy feels so good...brother...you're making me feel so good...I want...I want you to go harder...yes...harder...mmm...I'm going to feel so good...go in again...I...I'm going to die...mmm...I'm going to...I'm going to fly...mmm...hum..."
The faster Jiang Feilong thrust, the more wanton her reaction became. Looking at this thirsty, lustful woman before him, Jiang Feilong unleashed his full skill, constantly changing the rhythm of his thrusts, making them increasingly intense. Lu Suzhen's eyes were half-open, her slender hands gripping the sheets tightly, her mouth moaning, "Hmph... I... my dear... dear brother... ah... so... so good... I... it feels so good... ooh... ouch... faster... I... I can't take it anymore, ah... I want... ah!"
Suddenly, Lu Suzhen trembled all over, her contracting uterus sucking at Jiang Feilong's glans, thick vaginal fluid flowing out incessantly, hot enough to give Jiang Feilong an indescribable pleasure. His buttocks tightened, and he couldn't help but ejaculate inside Lu Suzhen. After Jiang Feilong ejaculated, he lay limply on Lu Suzhen's fair and plump body, gently kissing her sweat-drenched form. Lu Suzhen obediently enjoyed Jiang Feilong's gentle kisses, looking at her handsome senior brother with satisfaction, her hands lightly stroking his trembling, thick penis.
(III) Banditry Rampant in Xiangyang Prince's Mansion, Lu Suzhen's First Steps into the Jianghu and Her Acclaim
The previous two parts were about Kaifeng. Let's turn our attention to Prince Zhao Jue of Xiangyang. In the previous part, we talked about how Imperial Envoy Yan Chasan and his sworn brother "Jinmaoshu" Bai Yutang arrived in Xiangyang. Zhao Jue sent "Feishu" Gao Xie and "Ditangdao" Ma Lang to steal Imperial Envoy Yan's official seal. As a result, Ma Lang was caught, and "Feishu" Gao Xie ran back to the Xiangyang Prince's Mansion with the official seal on his back. Following the advice of his strategist Liu Daotong, the "Three-Handed Master," Prince Zhao Jue of Xiangyang placed the official seal of Imperial Envoy Yan inside the Chongxiao Tower. This tower, designed by the "Centenarian White-Haired Old Man" Peng Qi, was riddled with traps and ambushes. However, Bai Yutang, the "White-Haired Rat," ignored his sworn brother Yan Chasan's advice and, without waiting for the arrival of Jiang Ping, Zhan Zhao, and their large entourage, ventured alone into the Chongxiao Tower. Using his exceptional martial arts skills and the four books on traps and ambushes—"Spring," "Summer," "Autumn," and "Winter"—he successfully evaded numerous traps until he reached the central copper net array. Bai Yutang accidentally triggered a trap, falling into a large copper net. Immediately, a hail of arrows rained down upon him. Tragically, the courageous Bai Yutang was struck by hundreds of arrows and died in the net. To further incite conflict between the Kaifeng Prefecture and "Grand Protector" Zhong Xiong, Prince Zhao Jue then sent men to throw Imperial Envoy Yan's official seal into the Bishui Hantan near Junshan, which was under Zhong Xiong's jurisdiction. Let me briefly introduce Zhong Xiong. He was the top military scholar during the reign of Emperor Huizong of Song. A man of integrity and skilled in both literature and martial arts, he served as an official in the court. However, because he was not good at flattery, he offended the treacherous Grand Tutor Pang Ji and was framed, nearly losing his life. In a fit of rage, he led a group of followers to Junshan and became a bandit. Because of his upright character, he only robbed corrupt officials and never harassed ordinary people, attracting more and more people to join him. The Prince of Xiangyang recruited him as the commander of the navy, but he couldn't control him and he became a major threat. He took this opportunity to have the Kaifeng Prefecture eliminate him. After learning of this, Jiang Ping and Zhan Zhao took the "Seven Little Heroes" and others to try to retrieve the official seal, leaving the "Little Righteous Man" Ai Hu and others to protect Lord Yan at the temporary mansion. On the very night that Jiang Ping and the others left, dozens of bandits arrived, led by a female leader, and stormed the mansion. Ai Hu and the other officials led the guards to resist them. Ai Hu saw that the female thief had a silk handkerchief covering her head, was dressed entirely in white, carried two swords, and had a bulging bag on her back, the contents of which were unknown. Without further ado, the two began to fight. This woman was truly formidable; her swords moved with incredible speed and arrogance, showing no regard for the "young hero." They fought for a hundred rounds, neither gaining the upper hand, and Ai Hu gradually began to tire. If he couldn't even defeat one female thief, what about the many others? Just as the young hero was becoming anxious, "Old brother, don't worry, Third Brother is here!" Hearing the voice, Ai Hu was overjoyed, knowing it was his Third Brother, "White-Browed Hero" Xu Liang. Xu Liang had arrived just when the fight was at its most intense—better late than never! As soon as Xu Liang announced his arrival, the old and young heroes were startled: "Little Liangzi is here!"
"Third Brother is back!"
The female thief glanced over and saw a pair of bright white eyebrows; she knew it was Xu Liang. She gasped, thinking, "Oh no, Xu Liang is really here! I'd better be careful!"
She brandished her twin swords and charged straight at Xu Liang. Old Xu Liang didn't reply, engaging her in battle. The female thief wouldn't have cared if Xu Liang hadn't come, but once she clashed with "White Eyebrows," she was outmatched. In every aspect, she was several levels below Xu Liang. After a dozen or so rounds, she was exhausted, sweat pouring down her face. The female thief thought, "This is bad, if I don't leave now, I won't be able to escape!"
So she feinted, leaping out of the circle, switching her sword to one hand, and pulled a hidden weapon from her leather pouch. This hidden weapon was called the Five Poison Spear; it didn't fire bullets, but rather a kind of water. This water, called Five Poison Water, would cause a person to rot and die a slow, rotting death if it hit them, and it would also corrode copper and iron if sprinkled on them. She pulled the trigger, aimed at Xu Liang, and "whoosh!" the spear shot out. Xu Liang was a specialist in concealed weapons and quite knowledgeable about them. The moment he saw her cross her sword with one hand and reach into her pocket, he knew she was about to pull out a hidden weapon. Xu Liang bent low, sprawling on the ground, splashing the Five Poisons Water onto the wall behind him and landing a few specks on Feng Yuan's face. Feng Yuan, who had been standing behind Xu Liang cheering him on, hadn't managed to dodge. (Let's introduce Feng Yuan: he's from Guangdong, known in the martial arts world as "Stinky Bean," his martial arts skills mediocre, but he's highly intelligent, and he and "Thin-Necked Big-Headed Ghost" Fang Shu'an are known as the "Two Bad Guys.") Feng Yuan cried out in pain, immediately dropping his sword and rolling on the ground. While Xu Liang turned to attend to Feng Yuan, the female thief escaped outside the government office, leading her group away. Those who didn't get away quickly were caught by the henchmen and killed with a single blow. They had intended to capture one alive, but ended up catching none, watching helplessly as the female thief escaped. After Xu Liang examined Feng Yuan's injuries and learned that he was not in mortal danger, Xu Liang regretted his actions. He thought to himself that very few thieves could escape under his nose. He wanted to chase after her, but then he remembered that he was new and didn't know much about the situation. He decided to let it go for a few more days; she wouldn't be able to escape sooner or later. "It must have been sent by Prince Zhao Jue of Xiangyang!"
everyone discussed, and the night passed in silence. The next day, Jiang Ping and Zhan Zhao returned to the mansion with Lord Yan's official seal. They were also shocked to learn about the previous day's events, but thankfully, they had escaped unharmed. Lord Yan summoned Jiang Ping, Zhan Zhao, Xu Liang, Fang Shu'an, and others to a meeting to discuss attacking Prince Zhao Jue's mansion. They decided to first break into Chongxiao Tower, obtain the list of bandits, and then arrest people based on the names on the list. To break into Chongxiao Tower, they first needed to find the tower's designer, "The Centenarian with White Hair," Peng Qi. Peng Qi lived in Luojia Town, not far from Xiangyang, a round trip that would take about five days. Jiang Ping sent "Righteous Hero" Liu Shijie, "Righteous Man" Ai Hu, and "Thin-necked Big-Headed Ghost" Fang Shu'an to Luojia Town to invite the centenarian with white hair. The three set off early the next morning. Now, let's turn back to Lu Suzhen. Her apprenticeship was over, and Jiang Daoshi told her to venture out into the world. She left Xiao Lan at the Daoist temple and left Kaifeng. Six years had passed since she left home, and she wanted to return to Lujiabao to see her brother. Having made up her mind, she headed west. To make a long story short, Lu Suzhen arrived in Luoyang. It was no worse than Kaifeng. Lu Suzhen remembered visiting with her elder brother, "Purple-Faced Yama" Lu Kai, when she was a child. She decided to stay for a few days and found an inn in the east of the city called Sisters' Inn. The innkeeper was a woman around 30 years old, quite attractive. The book describes the woman as Yan Yingyun, a notorious female lecher in the Luoyang area, known in the martial arts world as "Jade-Faced Fox." Lu Suzhen and Yan Yingyun hit it off immediately. They prepared some dishes and warmed some wine, chatting until the wee hours of the morning, feeling as if they had known each other for a long time. As the saying goes, they couldn't stop talking about their profession, and their conversation inevitably turned to sex. Yan Yingyun described to Lu Suzhen how many men she had been with, detailing the experiences, which ignited Lu Suzhen's lust. She had only been with her senior apprentice brother, and imagining those handsome young men and their large penises, the powerful thrusts on the bed stimulating her, causing her full breasts to tremble with each breath. Yan Yingyun asked Lu Suzhen if she wanted to find a man to play with. Lu Suzhen nodded shyly. "Alright, sister, let's go."
"Where to?"
"Just come with me."
They used their light-footed skills to arrive at a large manor in the north of the city. They stopped outside the second courtyard. Yan Yingyun gently knocked on the door, and a light was turned on inside. As soon as the door opened, they slipped inside. It was a large bedroom, luxuriously furnished, clearly belonging to a wealthy person. The person who opened the door was a man, about 35 years old, very muscular. He was short and stocky, a burly man with regular features, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and double eyelids. He was quite handsome, wearing a strongman's headband and a hero's pompadour in his sideburns. He wore a blue jacket and trousers, with his overcoat slung diagonally across his body. "What, brother, are you going out?"
"Oh, since my sister is here, I won't go. And who is this?"
He spotted Lu Suzhen immediately. "Oh, come here, sister, let me introduce you. This is the famous 'Little Plague Marquis' Xu Chang, and this sister is a newly emerged hero named Lu Suzhen." "
Today we've come to have some fun with our elder brother."
"Alright!"
"Find another one for my sister."
"Okay! Wait a moment."
A moment later, Xu Chang returned, followed by another person. "This is my sworn brother, known as 'Golden Dart Hero' Lin Yu. We are both ministers of Prince Zhao Jue of Xiangyang, and we've come to Luoyang to visit my father."
Lu Suzhen sized up Lin Yu. He was eight feet five inches tall, broad-shouldered and slender-waisted, with a face like a silver basin, delicate features, bright eyes, a straight nose, and a wide mouth. His clothes and accessories were all neat and tidy. But upon closer inspection, there was a murderous aura in his eyes and brows. He was handsome and imposing, a standard handsome man, especially with his eyes emitting two cold beams of light. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that he was a martial arts master. Seeing such a beautiful and sexy girl beside him, "Golden Dart Hero" Lin Yu greeted her politely. Lu Suzhen was secretly delighted, not expecting to meet such a handsome man on her first outing. While they were still admiring each other, Yan Yingyun and Xu Chang on the bed were already making love, completely oblivious to everyone else. Although Yan Yingyun was already 30 years old, she still appeared slender and graceful, with long legs, a slim waist, and round hips, without a trace of sagging. Her high breasts, although not as full as Lu Suzhen's, were still firm and strong. Due to their embrace, they swayed slightly, and soon they were both covered in sweat. Their rapid breathing made Yan Yingyun's breasts almost bounce out of her bodice. Her soaked clothes clung to her chest, and two bright red, erect nipples stood before the four men. Lu Suzhen and Lin Yu watched with great interest. Yan Yingyun sweated very easily, and soon she was completely soaked. Her white clothes became transparent, revealing her snow-white skin and fit figure. Xu Chang pressed himself against her, his hands moving forward to grab and knead her breasts. Yan Yingyun, overwhelmed by this intense assault, felt weak and powerless. Xu Chang's hands moved downwards, grabbing Yan Yingyun's thighs and lifting them up, spreading them wide. Yan Yingyun involuntarily leaned against Xu Chang's chest, her buttocks rising. Her flat, firm abdomen was revealed with her wide-open legs. Soon her clothes were stripped off, leaving her completely naked. Xu Chang thrust his hot penis upwards, pushing it into her already overflowing opening. Yan Yingyun's vagina suddenly swallowed a large, hot penis, filling it completely. A feeling of fullness and pleasure made her grip Xu Chang's arms tightly. Xu Chang thrust upwards again, this time the remaining portion was fully inside. Yan Yingyun's legs were pressed tightly against her chest, her body arched. Xu Chang supported her bent legs, his penis thrusting rapidly upwards. A wave of pleasure from her lower body instantly spread throughout Yan Yingyun's body. Her trembling body was covered in fragrant sweat, and Xu Chang couldn't help but lick the slightly alkaline sweat. Under Xu Chang's powerful thrusts, she felt a tingling and trembling sensation throughout her body, as if she were collapsing from exhaustion. They were immersed in pleasure, savoring the joy brought by their union. Lu Suzhen and Lin Yu could no longer bear to watch. They looked at each other, their burning desire no longer able to be suppressed. They both longed to possess each other's bodies. Lin Yu spoke first, "Sister, shall we go to my room?"
"Okay, I'll do as you say, brother."
The two went to Lin Yu's room. Without anyone else around, Lu Suzhen and Lin Yu were no longer reserved. Lu Suzhen gently leaned on Jin Biaoxia's shoulder, her delicate hands lightly caressing Lin Yu's strong chest. Lin Yu also wrapped his strong arms around Lu Suzhen's slender waist, lowering his head to smell Lu Suzhen's alluring hair fragrance. Lu Suzhen reclined on the satin quilt, removing her clothes. Her alluring figure, her captivating beauty, her radiant body, her peach-blossom-like face—she loved to let men admire her sensual body, to drive them to madness, to make them willingly fall at her feet. Lin Yu stared intently at the little beauty on the green satin bed. A wisp of her flowing black hair circled her snow-white neck, draped diagonally over her high, white breasts. Her delicately arched eyebrows and large, bright phoenix eyes gazed at Lin Yu with watery eyes. Lu Suzhen's delicate little nose was slightly upturned, and her bright red lips glistened with saliva, as if she wanted to devour Lin Yu whole. Her breasts were full, the nipples bright red, like two symmetrical peaks, below which lay a flat plain, her navel resembling a spring, followed by a small mound covered with neat, thick pubic hair. Looking further down, beyond her mound, lay her tender, rosy vulva. Her deep red labia majora were turned outwards, her labia minora glistening and throbbing slightly. Her clitoris was swollen, protruding, bright red, and shimmering. A clear, transparent fluid flowed slowly down her fair thighs, soaking the sheets. Lin Yu swallowed hard, threw off his clothes, and joined her on the bed. His penis was erect like a warship. Lu Suzhen stared wide-eyed at the proud, erect penis. It was so long, a full eight or nine inches, much larger than her senior brother's. It was so thick, too thick to be grasped in one hand. It was so strong, with bulging veins and erect barbs. The dark red penis had a bright red glans, wrapped around a pinkish ridge. Two large testicles were tightly encased in wrinkled, dark skin. Glossy black pubic hair covered her entire lower body. Looking further at his face, beneath thick eyebrows were a pair of bright, sparkling eyes. Below a straight nose were two full lips with upturned corners, and neatly set white teeth, making him even more handsome. Everything about Lin Yu stimulated Lu Suzhen's sensitive senses. Her delicate body trembled, her eyes wide, and she gasped for breath as she stood up from the bed, opening her snow-white arms and throwing herself at Lin Yu. At the same time, Lin Yu welcomed the beauty's embrace. With a soft cry of "Ah!", the two were drawn together like magnets. It truly felt like they had known each other for a long time. A rain of kisses, a storm of embraces, and incessant sucking sounds filled the air on his (or her) face, neck, chest, and back, and their breathing grew increasingly rapid. Lu Suzhen wrapped one jade-like arm tightly around Lin Yu's neck, while her other slender, snow-white hand reached down to Lin Yu's lower body, grasping his long, thick penis... She could clearly feel the veins on his penis throbbing intensely, the penis bobbing up and down with each throbbing. Then her hand slid down, grasping his testicles and gently kneading them. Lin Yu immediately felt a scalding heat surging in his lower abdomen, wave after wave, one after another. He couldn't help but stroke her smooth back down, then down her plump buttocks, the lubrication enhanced by the sticky fluid. His two fingers slipped inside, gently teasing her swollen clitoris. Lu Suzhen couldn't help but let out a seductive moan: "Ah...ah...um...inside...oh..."
She couldn't bear the intense stimulation. Seeing that Lu Suzhen was already aroused, her thighs flowing like streams of spring water, Lin Yu felt he could no longer resist. With his strong arms, he gently lifted her and laid her flat on the bed. He leaped between her legs, and Lu Suzhen eagerly parted her legs, presenting her wet vulva to Lin Yu. She grasped Lin Yu's thick penis and guided it into her vagina. Holding the penis, she aimed it at her sticky, moist entrance, and with a powerful thrust of her plump buttocks, "whoosh!" the entire fiery penis plunged deep into her core. Lu Suzhen gasped, then cried out excitedly, "Ah...so big, so hard! It feels so good...so comfortable...it's killing me...faster...deeper...ah...so comfortable! It's killing me..."
Lin Yu's large glans reached her core with each thrust, advancing towards her cervix. Lu Suzhen's body writhed wildly, her vulva thrusting upwards in rhythm with the penis, responding to its movements. Her large, watery phoenix eyes gazed lustfully and greedily at the point where their bodies were joined, watching her labia being pulled in and out by the penis, her juices seeping from the opening. "Ah...good...so hard...thrust...thrust...faster...faster...so hot...so hard...so long, thrust...thrust in..."
Lin Yu looked at Lu Suzhen's flushed face, aroused by desire, while Lu Suzhen looked at Lin Yu's raised eyebrows. A surge of heat rose in both of their hearts, their desire burning even more fiercely. They both tightened their arms around each other's necks and engaged in another passionate kiss. Lu Suzhen gently placed her tongue into his mouth, and as Lin Yu sucked on her tongue, his penis quickened its pace, thrusting over a hundred times in a row, penetrating and pounding... The rhythmic "slap," "slap," "slap" of flesh against flesh echoed at the point where his penis met her vagina, accompanied by heavy breathing and the creaking of the bed, shaking the entire room. "Ah...ah...oh...beautiful...beautiful...you...you're fucking my pussy so hard, yes! Good! Ah...harder...yes...right there...oh...it's so itchy...it's so itchy...deeper...harder...ah...so good, it feels so good..."
Lu Suzhen cried out wildly, each cry louder than the last, her soft waist twisting and turning desperately. The penis pounded wildly against her vagina, the tender flesh tightly gripping it. Lu Suzhen let out a long cry: "Ah..."
followed by another: "I'm going to cum..."
Lin Yu felt a surge of hot vaginal fluid rushing out from her uterus, soaking his glans and making his whole body feel incredibly good. He couldn't help but cry out: "Oh...so good...so good...I'm going to...give...I really...can't hold it in anymore..."
He trembled all over, and a surge of semen rushed into her uterus. Lu Suzhen was hit by the semen, and the hot, gushing flow made her tremble all over, her legs shaking wildly. Lu Suzhen became good friends with "Little Plague Marquis" Xu Chang and "Golden Dart Hero" Lin Yu. Through them, she also met many bandits and earned her own nickname, "Nine-Tailed Fox."
(IV) Nine-Tailed Fox Joins the Bandit Den: A Battle Between Officials and Bandits in Xiangyang Prince's Mansion.
"Nine-Tailed Fox" Lu Suzhen and "Golden Dart Hero" Lin Yu hit it off immediately. Lin Yu invited her to join his gang to protect the Prince of Xiangyang. Lu Suzhen returned to the Prince of Xiangyang's mansion with Lin Yu and "Little Plague Marquis" Xu Chang. As for the other female bandit, she continued to run her inn. Lu Suzhen, Lin Yu, and their group of more than ten people traveled in silence until they entered Xiangyang City. The Prince of Xiangyang sent Lu Suzhen to protect Princess Zhao Yu. Lu Suzhen was taken to the back mansion and met the princess, who was two years younger than her. She was a beautiful and pretty girl, only sixteen years old. She was petite, plump, and very voluptuous. Because she was in the embroidered chamber, the princess was dressed very lightly. The thin, gossamer-like pink gauze accentuated her full, slender, and shapely figure, highlighting her beautiful curves. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her plump back and soft, rounded shoulders like a waterfall. Her arms were smooth and glossy, like two jade lotus roots. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows were a pair of dark, watery phoenix eyes, sparkling with captivating charm, often flashing with alluring glances. Her full, white legs accentuated her rounded hips. Her charming, gentle smile even made Lu Suzhen, a woman herself, exclaim, "The princess is so beautiful!" Princess Zhao Yu was also attracted to Lu Suzhen's appearance and temperament. She liked the bodyguard her father had assigned her, and the two quickly became friends. In her spare time, Lu Suzhen would teach the princess a few moves, and after more than a month, the princess's martial arts had greatly improved; two or three ordinary soldiers could no longer reach her. Since Lu Suzhen arrived, she had been staying in the outer room of the princess's bedroom. One night, around midnight, Lu Suzhen was awakened by soft moans coming from the princess's bedroom. She quietly got out of bed and peered inside. By the bright moonlight, she saw Princess Zhao Yu lying languidly on the soft bed, her skin fair and delicate, her figure exquisite. Her slender, snow-white hands were kneading and caressing her firm, full breasts, while her other hand, with its long, jade-like fingers, was frantically probing and teasing the entrance to her private parts. A constant flow of lustful fluid dripped from the entrance, soaking the surrounding pubic hair. Under her wanton caresses, the princess couldn't help but let out lascivious gasps, her cheeks flushed, and her half-closed, alluring eyes blazing with desire. Lu Suzhen understood the masturbation behavior of a young girl in the throes of first love, and decided to help Princess Zhao Yu. She went to the bedside and called out, "Princess...Princess..."
The princess, lost in pleasure, opened her eyes and was startled to see Lu Suzhen. "Good sister, how boring it is to do it yourself! I'll find you a handsome man so you can experience real sex."
The princess looked at Lu Suzhen with longing eyes and said, "Good sister...is it true?"
"Of course, you wait."
Lu Suzhen turned and left the room, leaping downstairs to the front courtyard. She wouldn't go to Lin Yu, because that was her lover; she was looking for Lin Yu's junior brother, "Little Hero" Long Biao. Meanwhile, Princess Zhao Yu waited excitedly for Lu Suzhen's return. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a man walked in. He was eighteen or nineteen years old, with extremely fair and delicate skin, a rosy complexion, and exceptionally handsome features. His eyebrows were arched, his nose straight, and his eyes shone brightly. He wore a blue velvet hood, a ribbon tied around his rounded forehead, and a warm, white woolen fringe pressed against his jade-like brow. Clad in a blue robe and carrying a black sword at his waist, he exuded a dashing and debonair air, a handsome and spirited young man. He entered without a word, simply sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes, already filled with lust, gazed at the sexy and beautiful girl on the bed. Princess Zhao Yu glanced seductively at the young hero Long Biao, then gently closed her eyes again. She was somewhat shy; this was the first time she had shown her body to a man. He slowly lifted the princess and gently lifted her onto his lap, stroking her back softly, while her beautiful hair cascaded down… The princess's tongue, tender and sweet, moved rhythmically in his mouth. She explored it with her tongue, and when he entered her mouth, she immediately began to suck on it, causing the princess's whole body to tremble. The princess exhaled, her breath fragrant like orchids, as she passionately kissed the young hero Long Biao's tongue, each kiss more forceful than the last. Her face flushed crimson, and she trembled slightly, her poetic murmurs coming in fits and starts… The princess's moans of love were like birdsong in spring, their body temperatures soaring, trembling. They had forgotten their own existence; only the two of them were truly enjoying themselves. They continued kissing, the spark of youth spreading from their tongues throughout their bodies, every cell active, caressing, and excited. They were beginning to feel aroused. They continued to kiss deeply, caressing each other. Suddenly, the princess broke the kiss, looking at the young hero Long Biao with her two fiery red eyes, as if expecting something. The clever Long Biao quickly took off his clothes. The princess lay flat, her breathing rapid and forceful, causing her fair and tender breasts to tremble up and down. The princess, her eyes half-closed, moaned softly… Long Biao stroked the princess's beautiful hair, her rosy cheeks, her firm and elastic full breasts, and her long, fair, and tender legs, finally touching her full, plump, white, and tender vulva, a place brimming with mystery. The princess's breasts now resembled two plump peaches, round and elastic. Her nipples were pink, and when Long Biao sucked on them, they bounced incessantly in his mouth. Especially that peach blossom garden, truly captivating, as if carved from white jade, the entire area resembling an untouched piece of beautiful jade. The dense pubic hair was glossy black, a striking contrast to her fair skin, incredibly lovely, making the young hero Long Biao drool with desire. The princess's skin was fine and soft, with a patch of snow-white, tender labia protruding above her pubic hair, and the thin stream of lustful fluid already flowing out was even more alluring. He began to gently part her labia with his fingers. Her clitoris, close to the labia, was already swollen and throbbing slightly, glistening with the sticky fluid of her vaginal discharge, making it incredibly alluring. "Ah...oh...brother...you...faster...ah...I really...can't...take it...um...ah...good brother...I...I don't know...why...it's so...so itchy down there..."
Hearing the princess's moans only fueled the young hero Long Biao's lust. He sucked and rubbed incessantly on the princess's clitoris and labia majora. "Brother...brother...don't...don't suck anymore...faster...faster...stop...um...I...I can't take it anymore..."
the princess cried out, repeatedly raising her buttocks, her round, white buttocks trembling. "Ah...hum...hum...my...that place...it's so...so itchy...oh...brother...please...no...don't kiss...ah...faster...faster stop...hum...hum...no...don't!"
He knew the time was ripe, so he gently rolled over, first using his hands to spread the princess's legs apart, making her narrow opening more spacious so that the head of his large penis could enter her vagina. He knelt between the princess's legs, one hand holding his thick penis, the other parting her peach blossom entrance. He put the head of his penis on, leaned down, supporting himself on the bed with both hands, and kissed the princess with his mouth. Her vagina radiated incredible heat, and the penetration of his penis made it throb violently. She involuntarily twisted her delicate body, allowing her cervix inside to collide with his glans, while panting softly, "Brother... inside... it's... starting... itchy... I... I... it hurts so much... ah... oh... ah... oh... hmph... hmph... hurry... hurry... hurry and give me... stop the itch... hmph... hmph..."
The princess's soft moans continued, her pink face revealing the radiant beauty of sexual satisfaction; the young hero Long Biao was making her feel so good. The princess was now reaching a climax, feeling a tingling, indescribable sensation in her vagina. The excitement made her gasp, "Hmph...it's killing me...brother...your...penis...is so long, it feels so...so good, my bones are melting, hmph...it's so...so good...I'm dying...oh...oh...so good...so comfortable, um...faster...faster...faster...harder...oh...hmph...I can't take it anymore, I...I'm...I'm coming...ah..."
Suddenly, her vaginal opening contracted, the vaginal walls sucking on his glans. He couldn't help but tremble a few times, his large glans throbbing, "plop, plop, plop," shooting out a large amount of semen, which directly hit the princess's vagina like parched land suddenly receiving a burst of rain. Her flower core was drenched by the hot semen, and her cervix suddenly spasmed and contracted, releasing a gush of vaginal fluid. At this moment, the two were deeply in love, their bodies intertwined, both reaching their climax and enjoying the pleasure of intercourse. Through Lu Suzhen's introduction, Princess Zhao Yu and the young hero Long Biao became lovers who enjoyed sex every day. Later, after Kaifeng Prefecture captured Xiangyang Prince's Mansion, Princess Zhao Yu fled back to Lu Family Fort with Lu Suzhen. She would later be known as "Little Licentious Nun" Xiao Yu, while the young hero Long Biao died in battle. During the day, the princess learned martial arts with Lu Suzhen, and at night she would enjoy herself with the young hero Long Biao. Of course, the prince was unaware of all this. The princess only allowed Lu Suzhen to accompany her at night; other maids were not allowed to come to the boudoir at night. Time passed quickly, and half a year went by in the blink of an eye. The princess not only greatly improved her martial arts skills, but her skills in bed also surpassed Lu Suzhen's. But this happy period did not last long, as the heroes of Kaifeng Prefecture had already mobilized their troops and were preparing to attack Xiangyang Prince's Mansion. Now let's turn to the imperial envoys Yan Chasan and Jiang Ping. Xu Liang and the others discussed how to breach Chongxiao Tower and capture the Prince of Xiangyang. Peng Qi, the "Centenarian with White Hair," had already drawn up the tower's layout. Yan Chasan said, "Fourth Brother, Master Zhan, General Xu, you have full authority over this bandit suppression matter."
Yan Chasan had this strength: despite being an imperial envoy, he respected the opinions of his subordinates in matters of bandit suppression. Therefore, they decided to launch a major attack on Chongxiao Tower that very night. It was sure to be a tough battle, and everyone went to rest. Around midnight, the heroes ate a hearty battle meal. Jiang Ping divided the troops and assigned generals, thinking to himself, "Let's not let our victory lead us to neglect our families!" Lord Yan needed to leave someone with him, so he smiled at Zhan Nanxia and said, "Brother Zhan, I think you don't need to go. Stay with my third brother Xu Qing, eldest brother Lu Fang, second brother Han Zhang, and also Bai Yunsheng, Ai Hu, Lu Zhen, and Han Tianjin to protect the lord. I'll take the rest, and Xiao Liangzi can handle it."
Nanxia said, "Fourth brother, if I go, wouldn't it be the same if someone else guarded the house? I'm afraid tonight will be a tough battle, and my going might be of some use."
"Yes, but brother, the burden at home is not light either. If we don't leave a tough guy like you, we'll be in trouble if the bandits come. I think it's better if you stay."
Zhan Xiongfei had no choice but to nod in agreement. Jiang Ping led a group of thirty-two people, including "Righteous Hero" Liu Shijie, "Smiling Gentleman" Shen Mingjie, "Little Yuanba" Lu Shijie, "Super Swallow" Lü Renjie, "Golden-Eyebrowed Boy" Liu Yujie, and "Frog in the Well" Shao Huanjie. Also present were "Sea-Stirring Cloud Dragon" Hu Xiaoji, "Little Hero" Long Tianbiao, "Sacred Hand Scholar" Feng Yuan, "Thin-Necked Big-Headed Ghost" Fang Shu'an, "Big Han" Long Tao, and "Two Hans" Shi Mu. Due to the urgency of the situation, they dared not delay, each riding a fast horse, rushing towards the Xiangyang Prince's Mansion like a whirlwind. Around four in the morning, they arrived at the foot of Chongxiao Tower. Following the tower's map provided by "Centenarian White-Haired" Weng Pengqi, they charged into the tower from three sides. With the map, they easily broke through Chongxiao Tower and the Copper Net Formation, obtaining the list of bandits. "Big-Headed Ghost Fang" Shu'an and "Sacred Hand Scholar" Feng Yuan set Chongxiao Tower ablaze, with flames roaring and thick smoke billowing. The Prince of Xiangyang and his bandits also received news of Chongxiao Tower's destruction and were discussing countermeasures when Jiang Ping and his heroes arrived at the main hall of the Prince's mansion. Enemies meeting are bound to be hostile, so a fight ensued! They formed ranks on both sides of the main hall's courtyard. Fourth Master Jiang, swift and agile, wielding his twin daggers, rushed to the front courtyard, splitting them and standing guard in the courtyard—a truly imposing figure! "Golden Dart Hero," sword in hand, stared intently. This little old man wasn't tall, but his eyes were incredibly bright. Judging from his features, could he be Jiang the Shorty? He'd never met him before, but he'd heard his name before. He pointed his sword and shouted, "You shorty! Are you Jiang Ping?"
"That's right, I am your fourth master, 'River Rat'. You little thief, who are you?" "
Lin Yu, the 'Golden Dart Hero', the Grand Marshal of the Prince of Xiangyang."
"Ah! I never expected a general to emerge from among the thieves! How shameless! We've already laid a trap; you have nowhere to hide. There's only one way: throw down your weapons, kneel, and surrender! We'll take you to the government office and hand you over to the Imperial Envoy for interrogation. If you're willing to repent, you might save your lives; otherwise, you're doomed!"
Lin Yu laughed loudly, "Ha—Jiang Ping! You truly are an official; you never stop talking about your profession. What are you talking about apologizing to? Dream on! What Imperial Envoy? Bullshit! We're not afraid to rebel, and we're not afraid of rebelling. We even plan to overthrow this bastard emperor in the future, and this empire will belong to our prince. Why would I care about Kaifeng Prefecture? You're just lackeys of Bao Zheng, daring to act arrogantly in front of me today! I'll make sure none of you escape!"
"Hercules" Che Xinyuan came over from the side: "General, hand this dwarf over to me; I'm not finished with them!"
"Alright! General Che, be careful."
"No doubt about it, do you think these kids can withstand a beating from me?"
Lin Yu stepped aside to observe the battle. Meanwhile, "Hercules" swung his Death Screw Cudgel straight at Jiang Ping. Fourth Master Jiang glanced at the man and saw that he was taller than two of himself stacked together. This guy was equivalent to seven or eight of him! In terms of strength, he was no match for him. Fourth Master Jiang stepped back and asked, "Which of your brothers is willing to go and fight him?"
"Fourth Uncle, leave it to me."
"Smiling Gentleman" Shen Mingjie, who had surrendered to Chaotianling, jumped over. He was young, arrogant, and had a fiery temper that he couldn't control any longer. "Smiling Gentleman" Shen Mingjie swung his dragon-headed and phoenix-tailed cudgel and clashed with "Hercules" Che Xinyuan. Che Xinyuan swung his heavy cudgel, which weighed over a hundred pounds, and the whole courtyard was filled with wind. Shen Mingjie originally thought he could easily defeat him in about twenty rounds, but upon closer inspection, he was astonished: this young man was not only burly and powerful, but his techniques were also exquisite, clearly indicating he had received instruction from a master. Shen Mingjie and Che Xinyuan fought for over thirty rounds without a clear winner, which greatly worried "River-Turning Rat" Jiang Ping. Master Jiang knew this was going to be a tough battle, requiring speed and efficiency. "Xu Liang, come here and let the Smiling Gentleman rest aside!"
Shen Mingjie wiped the sweat from his face and returned to his team. Xu Liang, carrying a large golden-ringed broadsword, approached Che Xinyuan. Old Xi'er, seeing Che Xinyuan's imposing stature and the thick, twisted club in his hand, knew he had to use clever tactics to defeat such a fierce warrior. Xu Liang, having made up his mind, stepped forward and dodged to the side, causing Che Xinyuan's strike to miss. Due to the excessive force, Che Xinyuan couldn't stop, and the club tip smashed a square brick on the ground. Xu Liang then used both hands to wield his sword and thrust forward, but Che Xinyuan quickly pulled back his club, performing a "holding a pipa in one's arms" maneuver to deflect the blow. Xu Liang's sword, unwilling to touch his club, flicked back with his wrist, the tip of the blade rolling towards Che Xinyuan's abdomen. Che Xinyuan leaped into the air, his toes barely touching the ground, and Xu Liang's strike missed again. Before his feet even touched the ground, Che Xinyuan, club and all, charged towards Xu Liang in a cross-shaped attack. Old Xi'er turned and jumped aside, the club striking again. The two exchanged blows, each move a sharp exchange. Despite Che Xinyuan's strength and loud cries, it was useless! Xu Liang used the principle of overcoming strength with softness. Sure enough, in less than twenty rounds, sweat poured down Che Xinyuan's nose and temples, and he was panting heavily, like a bull, his strength almost completely exhausted. Xu Liang intensified his attacks, relentlessly pressing forward. Taking advantage of Che Xinyuan's momentary lapse in attention, Xu Liang used a stunt, kicking Che Xinyuan squarely in the stomach. It was as if a wall had collapsed, and Che Xinyuan fell backward, dropping his staff. He tried to spring up, but before he could even get up, Xu Liang was already upon him. Bai Meimao thought for a moment: it's better to leave him alive for questioning, so he didn't finish him off. Instead, he flipped the knife, the back of the blade facing down, and smashed it into Che Xinyuan's shoulder, breaking the bone. Che Xinyuan howled in pain and lay motionless on the ground. Xu Liang turned around: "Tie him up!"
"Little Seven Heroes" lunged forward, slapped him twice, and twisted his arms to tie him up. That's how they captured Che Xinyuan alive. Che Xinyuan had a good friend, nicknamed "The Mourning God" Jin Dali. They were from the same village and clan, grew up together, and later practiced martial arts together. They practiced qigong, which could be used to dodge swords and spears. For the sake of their training, they didn't even marry, eating at the same table, sleeping in the same bed, always a couple. Seeing his best friend so utterly defeated and captured, Jin Dali was furious, as if his heart had been ripped out. He charged at Xu Liang like a mad dog: "Good heavens, give me back my brother! Here comes the stick!" He
grabbed Xu Liang's head and started smashing him. Xu Liang saw another big guy coming. Xu Liang used the Bagua Wansheng Golden Saber Technique, each strike tighter and faster than the last. Seeing Xu Liang intensify his attack, Jin Dali became flustered and caught off guard, allowing Xu Liang to strike him squarely on the back with a backhand slash. The blade was steel, and Jin Dali fell face-first, dropping his large stick. He was indignant and pressed his hands to the ground, preparing to jump up. Not far from Jiang Ping, Fourth Master Jiang stepped forward and kicked Jin Dali in the cheek: "Behave yourself! Men, tie him up!"
The "Seven Little Heroes" rushed forward and bound Jin Dali as well.
(V) Kaifeng Heroes Achieve Great Victory; Lu Suzhen Infiltrates the Prime Minister's Residence Late at Night Last time,
we talked about how Xu Liang won two consecutive battles, and "Hercules" Che Xinyuan and "Death God" Jin Dali were both captured, which infuriated "Little Plague Marquis" Xu Chang. "Watch me deal with him!"
"Little Plague Marquis" leaped in front of Xu Liang, brandishing his halberd: "Xu Liang, do you recognize me?"
Old Xi chuckled, "Even if I skinned you alive, I'd still recognize your bones! Aren't you 'Little Plague Marquis' Xu Chang?"
"Xu Liang, we're sworn enemies! Since you were born, you've driven me, surnamed Xu, to the point of having nowhere to go, nowhere to hide, and now I'm homeless. You, too, came from the bandit world, but you've betrayed it. How can I let you off so easily! I never expected to meet you tonight at the Prince of Xiangyang's residence. Xu Liang! It's either you or me!" With
that, "crack!" he thrust his halberd towards Xu Liang's neck and throat. Back when Xu Liang decisively defeated Wanshan Island, he had fought Xu Chang, and the two fought for over a hundred rounds without a clear winner. Xu Liang, valuing Xu Chang's character, showed him mercy with his broadsword, intending to let him go in the hope that he would repent and reform. However, Xu Liang's plan backfired; Xu Chang was a stubborn and incorrigible scoundrel. Later, the two met again, and Xu Liang showed mercy once more, letting him go once more. Today was their third encounter, and Xu Liang's anger flared. He thought to himself, "This man is determined; keeping him is useless. I might as well get rid of him." Having made up his mind, Xu Liang saw the halberd coming towards his neck and throat, stepped forward, and dodged to the side, the halberd missing its mark. The old man used his broadsword to press down on the halberd, then swept it towards Xu Chang's neck and throat. Xu Chang quickly used a "shrinking neck and hiding head" maneuver, bending low, the broadsword grazing just above his head. Then Xu Chang, with his halberd slung over his shoulder, lunged at Xu Liang's head, but dodged the blow, and the two engaged in combat. Xu Chang's skill was formidable; Xu Liang had to exert considerable effort. Therefore, Xu Liang observed the situation, simultaneously sealing off his defenses and launching his own attacks. "Little Plague Marquis" Xu Chang was Xu Liang's defeated foe. Despite his seemingly weak stance, he was actually quite reckless. He knew that facing a strong opponent required extra caution, or he would likely perish. So he wielded his 108-style halberd with a whooshing sound, and the two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand. The bandits watched from the sidelines. "Golden Dart Hero" Lin Yu glanced over and secretly gave a thumbs-up. He couldn't believe this ugly fellow actually had such skill; to fight Xu Chang to this extent showed his exceptional ability. "Looks like we're in for a tough time tonight!" Not only Lin Yu thought this, but the others shared the same sentiment. Xu Liang and Xu Chang fought for forty rounds without a clear winner, and Xu Liang was getting impatient. He thought, "This battle needs to be quick; the faster the better. I need to conserve my energy!" Then he thought, "Why not use a strategy of turning defeat into victory?" Xu Liang intensified his swordplay with his large ring-bladed weapon. Just then, "Little Plague Marquis" aimed his halberd at Xu Liang's legs, but the old man used a sudden, acrobatic leap into the air, causing the halberd to miss its mark, and Xu Liang fell to the ground. Xu Chang's eyes lit up. He thought, "This is fate! Xu Liang, you still have this chance! It's time for me, Xu Chang, to avenge you!" Without further ado, he raised his halberd with both hands and viciously thrust it towards Xu Liang's heart. But this move was feint. Although he fell, his posture was different from usual; it was a posture called "Lying Down and Watching the Clouds." Xu Liang lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on Xu Chang, one leg bent, the other extended, his left hand under his temple, his right hand holding a large, gold-rimmed halberd. Seeing the halberd coming, he flicked his elbow, and with a "snap," suddenly executed a giant spin, appearing like a whirlwind behind Xu Chang. Xu Chang's halberd thrust missed. Due to the excessive force, it shattered the bricks with a "crack," embedding itself more than a foot deep in the ground. Realizing he hadn't hit Xu Chang, he knew he'd been tricked. But at the same time, Xu Liang was already behind him, the old man raising his large, gold-rimmed halberd with both hands. No matter how skilled Xu Chang was, he couldn't dodge it. The young man screamed, "Ah..."
and his head was severed from his body, dying a violent death. Xu Liang jumped out of the circle, wiped the blood off his blade with the sole of his boot, and turned around: "Which of you come forward? Who still dares to challenge me?"
The bandits were thrown into chaos, never expecting that such a formidable Xu Chang would be killed. Lin Yu, the "Golden Dart Hero," was watching the fight from the sidelines, sword in hand. Upon seeing the scene, he gasped, thinking to himself, "Don't let Xu Liang's unassuming appearance fool you; he's definitely got some skill. I have to go and fight him." With that thought, he ordered, "Brothers
, hold the line!" He then leaped forward, brandishing his sword and pointing it at a spot resembling an incense stick burning high in the sky: "Xu Liang, come here!"
Xu Liang glanced at him and understood: Ah, the protagonist has arrived, the general is holding the rear. This guy is the most difficult to deal with. As mentioned earlier, this "Golden Dart Hero" Lin Yu was even more handsome than "Royal Cat" Zhan Xiongfei. He was eight feet five inches tall, broad-shouldered and slender-waisted, with a face like a silver basin, delicate eyebrows and bright eyes, a straight nose, and a wide mouth. Everything he wore was clean and neat, especially his eyes, which shone with a cold light. Anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that he was a martial arts master. What was Xu Liang's job? Regardless of who the opponent is, one can discern their true nature from their appearance, and their true intentions from their face. This reveals their level of martial arts skill; otherwise, they wouldn't be called a martial arts master. In fact, Xu Liang enjoys fighting such people, using each exchange as a learning opportunity to absorb many useful techniques. Why is Xu Liang, in his twenties, so renowned and skilled in martial arts? Because he is humble and eager to learn, never missing an opportunity to study. Therefore, he was overjoyed to see "Golden Dart Hero" approaching. Xu Liang, sword in one hand, craned his neck and shuffled towards Lin Yu, grinning, "Hmm, who are you?"
Lin Yu sneered, "Don't you know? I am the Marshal of the Xiangyang Prince's Mansion, nicknamed 'Golden Dart Hero' Lin Yu!"
"You are 'Golden Dart Hero'?"
"That's right, you already knew?"
"Never heard of it."
Lin Yu was disheartened upon hearing this: These Shanxi people are really ruthless! Lin Yu angrily brandished his sword: "Xu Liang, if you know what's good for you, release those two people you captured, and I'll spare your life."
Xu Liang laughed upon hearing this, a laugh more grating than the croaking of a night owl, making Lin Yu's hair stand on end: "Xu Liang, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm not laughing at anything else, but your words are laughable, all talk and no action. I can release them, but you have to show me some skill. If you can beat these Shanxi people, I'll give you my head, not just release them. If you're no match for them, my friend! You probably won't be leaving today either, and you'll have to come with me to Kaifeng Prefecture to file a lawsuit."
"Xu Liang, you won't listen to reason, so bring it on, take this!"
Lin Yu unleashed his ultimate move. Xu Liang fought while keeping a close eye on Lin Yu. He was amazed by Lin Yu's skill; she used the Eight Immortals Sword Technique: one move divided into eight, and those eight moves transformed into sixty-four variations, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, her blade flashing, every movement unique and skillful. Her swordsmanship was truly masterful, reaching the pinnacle of perfection. For someone her age to possess such skill was truly rare. Xu Liang secretly admired her: "This person is so handsome and so skilled; it's a pity she fell for a thief!" However, he and Lin Yu were like oil and water; it was a fight to the death. Therefore, Xu Liang intensified his swordsmanship and launched frequent attacks. Swords flashed, and the two fought fiercely for over fifty rounds without a clear victor, drawing cheers from the onlookers. "Golden Dart Hero," while fighting, secretly gave a thumbs-up: "Don't let Xu Liang's ugly appearance fool you; he's truly skilled. The more he fights, the more energetic he becomes, and the more refined his moves. If this drags on, I might not be able to beat him. I might as well use hidden weapons." Having made up his mind, he intensified his swordplay, striking repeatedly until he lost a stance, then turned and fled, deliberately stumbling as if he'd lost his footing, feigning panic as he headed straight for the side gate. Xu Liang, sword drawn, gave chase: "Don't go yet! I haven't had enough fun yet! Wait!"
Lin Yu secretly rejoiced: "Xu Liang, you're still young and inexperienced. If you chase me, do you think you'll survive?" He secretly gloated, glancing sideways at Xu Liang chasing after him, who was only five or six steps away. The "Golden Dart Hero" swiftly transferred his sword to his left hand, his right hand reaching into his dart pouch and pulling out three golden darts. These darts weren't made of gold; they were "jin" (斤) or two jin (斤). In ancient times, darts were weighted, ranging from three and a half liang (两), four and a half liang (两), and at most eight liang (两). To hit a jin (斤) required immense skill! Lin Yu used "jin darts." To be on his guard, he pulled out three darts, and suddenly turned around and flicked his wrist, launching all three simultaneously towards Xu Liang's vital points. Xu Liang was only six steps away, about three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and these things were too close; even a great immortal would have difficulty dodging them. Jiang Ping, "Little Seven Heroes," and other officials from Kaifeng Prefecture were watching closely. When they saw Lin Yu turn around and launch the hidden weapons, their hearts jumped into their throats. Jiang Ping closed his eyes: "Ah, Liangzi is finished! You specialize in using hidden weapons; today, they'll kill you with them."
The three darts were aimed at Xu Liang's face, his neck, and his heart, all lined up in a straight line. Xu Liang had actually been paying attention. When he sparred with Lin Yu, he noticed his opponent's eyes darting around. He thought to himself, "This kid's up to something, otherwise he wouldn't be acting like that. I'd better watch out." Lin Yu feigned defeat, even slipping slightly. Xu Liang chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Don't try anything funny. Why are you tripping on flat ground? You're trying to confuse me!" Lin Yu ran towards the moon gate. Although Xu Liang's pursuit seemed hurried, he wasn't actually fast. He was just stamping his feet without moving, his eyes fixed on Lin Yu. Seeing Lin Yu's shoulder and hand move, he knew he was throwing a hidden weapon. Xu Liang thought, "I can't dodge it. If I do, it'll be pointless. Today I'll show you a special skill—catching your darts with darts! Let me show you that 'Shanxi Goose' is no ordinary person!" Xu Liang swiftly pulled out three darts, flicked them, and met Lin Yu's darts. Easier said than done. How to catch them? Darts point to point, let alone throwing them out of the hand, even holding them together in your hand would be almost like threading needles. That's why it's called "unparalleled" skill! Xu Liang is truly skilled and daring. A pleasant "clang, clang" of metal clashing filled the air as all six darts fell to the ground simultaneously. Sure enough, dart point to dart point had knocked down Lin Yu's three darts. With that one move, Xu Liang's reputation soared a hundredfold! Lin Yu was stunned, breaking out in a cold sweat. He thought: "Compared to Xu Liang, 'Golden Dart Hero,' the difference between me and him is like heaven and earth!" He was so shocked that he forgot about Xu Liang, forgot this was a life-or-death battlefield. Xu Liang seized the opportunity, leaping forward and kicking Lin Yu squarely in the calf. Lin Yu lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud. "Smiling Gentleman" Shen Mingjie and "Little Yuan" Lu Shijie jumped over without warning, kneeing Lin Yu in the lower back, "Don't move!"
twisting his arm and taking Lin Yu down alive. With the capture of Lin Yu, the Grand Marshal of the Xiangyang Prince's Mansion, the army collapsed and its soldiers scattered. "Brothers, run!" they cried.
Some climbed onto rooftops, others onto walls, fleeing in all directions. Would the officials of Kaifeng Prefecture let them go? They pursued relentlessly. Some lost their lives at the gate, some died at the crossroads, some at the village entrance, and a few escaped in disarray. Meanwhile, Lu Suzhen, seeing the situation was dire, led Princess Xiaoyu away from the Xiangyang Prince's Mansion, running out of the city in one breath. Only when they saw no pursuers did they stop to rest for a while. "Sister...where are we going?"
"Princess, come with me back to my master's Taoist temple in Kaifeng for a short while, then we'll decide what to do next."
"Alright! That's the only way."
Meanwhile, Xu Liang, wielding his golden-ringed broadsword, chased after them for a while, then, seeing that dawn was approaching, returned to the courtyard. The battle was over. Of the twenty-nine captured officials, over one hundred and ten died and over eighty were wounded. Prince Zhao Jue of Xiangyang was also captured. Jiang Ping and Xu Liang discussed the matter and decided to escort Prince Zhao Jue back to the capital for Judge Bao's handling. The remaining prisoners were sent to the government office and handed over to Imperial Envoy Yan Chasan for trial. The dead were buried on the spot, and the wounded were treated by doctors before being dealt with according to their crimes. Leaving aside the aftermath of Xu Liang and Jiang Ping's actions, let's return to the Taoist temple in Kaifeng, filled with anxiety and unease. There, they met Xiao Lan, and from then on, the three of them began to seduce men, frequently breaking into homes at night to seduce handsome young men. Lu Suzhen and Xiao Yu rested at the temple for over a month. Seeing that the storm had passed, Lu Suzhen's intense sexual desire and longing for men made it impossible for her to stay any longer; she was no longer satisfied with daily masturbation. That day, she strolled through the streets of Kaifeng. While drinking tea at a teahouse, she saw a young man in a blue robe. He was elegant and handsome. Upon seeing him, Lu Suzhen's heart pounded, and her lower body involuntarily relaxed, releasing a little lustful fluid. She hadn't been with a man in a long time, let alone such a handsome young man. Lu Suzhen followed this young man all the way to the Prime Minister's residence on Shifu Street. Only then did she learn that this young man was the Prime Minister's son. Lu Suzhen decided to meet him at the Prime Minister's residence that night. We mentioned earlier that Lu Suzhen had taken a liking to the Prime Minister's son and decided to go to the Prime Minister's residence that night. So, what skills did this young woman possess to sneak into the Prime Minister's residence at night? Don't forget, it's a place teeming with experts and heavily guarded! You might not have read the previous text; Lu Suzhen's name is "Nine-Tailed Fox Demon." Just hearing her name tells you she's a lecherous woman who preys on women. Don't underestimate Lu Suzhen; she's highly skilled in martial arts and adept at using aphrodisiacs. Lu Suzhen was a classic beauty, primarily because her alluring charm rarely failed to attract men. She was tall, with large eyes, long, flowing hair, snow-white skin, high breasts, rounded hips, and long, slender legs. What attracted men of the martial world even more were her passion and skillful lovemaking. That night, around midnight, Lu Suzhen arrived at the Prime Minister's residence and quickly found the room of the Prime Minister's son, Wang Daojie. Lu Suzhen peeked through a small hole in the window. The young master was still reading. She decided to try the aphrodisiac her master had taught her. Lu Suzhen blew the aphrodisiac fragrance into the room. The young master inside smelled a pleasant fragrance, and soon his desire surged, and his mouth became dry. Seeing this, Lu Suzhen pushed open the door and entered. Young Master Wang looked up and saw a beautiful woman in a pink dress. "Miss, who are you?"
he asked. "Don't ask who I am, young master," she replied. "I'll dance for you, okay?"
"Yes, yes, yes,"
Young Master Wang said, already unable to control himself. He watched as Lu Suzhen gently removed her dress, revealing a red bodice that couldn't conceal her large breasts, white silk panties, and long, snow-white legs. Lu Suzhen leaned back on the bed, smiling sweetly, and said, "Come on, young master..."
Young Master Wang couldn't take it anymore. He rushed forward and hugged Lu Suzhen, gently pulling down her bodice. Two large, white breasts sprang out, their pink nipples as big as cherries, revealing snow-white skin and a slender waist. Lu Suzhen used her delicate fingers to remove her panties. Naked, she wantonly hooked Young Master Wang's head with her tender white toes and softly said, "Young Master, come and see my genitals."
Round, plump buttocks, dark pubic hair, thick, dark red labia, and a large, erect clitoris the size of a soybean. Lu Suzhen touched her vagina with her delicate white fingers, and a large amount of sticky fluid flowed out. "Ahhh," Lu Suzhen moaned wantonly. With Lu Suzhen's moans, her lust was aroused, and she became incredibly seductive. She liked to use her sexy body and wanton personality to seduce different men, especially virgins like Young Master Wang. Lu Suzhen's face flushed crimson, her beautiful eyes narrowed, her tongue incessantly licking her red lips, her long, slender hands kneading her large breasts, her pink nipples already erect. Below, she lasciviously writhed her round, plump buttocks. "Come on, come on, ah oh oh oh oh..." Young
Master Wang had never seen such a wanton beauty before, his aphrodisiac intensifying. He lunged forward and pulled Lu Suzhen down onto the bed. But he was helpless, unsure of what to do. Seeing this, Lu Suzhen softly said, "Young Master, let me teach you."
Lu Suzhen placed Young Master Wang on the bed, removed his shirt, pressed her burning face against it, and gently licked his nipples with her wet, fragrant tongue. Moving upwards, her slippery tongue traveled down his neck and pressed against his lips, licking them incessantly, intertwining with his tongue. The young master Wang, smelling the fragrant scent emanating from Lu Suzhen, couldn't help but drool, which Lu Suzhen sucked into her mouth. Both of them breathed heavily. Lu Suzhen abandoned their intoxicating deep kiss, burying her face between the young master Wang's legs and gently pulling down his trousers… “Ah! So big…”
The young master Wang's penis was fully erect, the small mushroom-shaped glans swollen and red, the large scrotum, and the veins on the penis clearly visible. Ah! She hadn't expected such a handsome scholar to have such a large penis. Lu Suzhen used her delicate white hand to gently stroke his penis, and the young master Wang let out a long groan: “Oh, so good, don't stop… ah… I… ouch…”
Seeing the man's pleasure, Lu Suzhen became even more wanton. She first licked his scrotum, taking one testicle into her mouth and scraping it with her smooth, fragrant tongue, then switching to the other, licking his scrotum until it was covered in her saliva. “Ah… ah, I can't take it anymore, good sister… oh…”
This was exactly what Lu Suzhen liked about men. Wang Gongzi's moans further fueled her movements. Her small tongue licked and licked the thick penis, finally teasing the glans, which was already oozing copious amounts of fluid, with the tip of her tongue. Each stroke made Wang Gongzi tremble, followed by a moan. After several minutes of gentle licking, Lu Suzhen felt that the penis in her hand was so large that her small hand could barely hold it. She felt the time was right, so she opened her mouth and took the entire penis into her mouth, sucking and manipulating it back and forth.
Soon, Lu Suzhen heard Wang Gongzi's cries grow louder and louder
. "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore ahh ... Inside the room, Lu Suzhen lay in Wang Gongzi's arms. Only then did Wang Gongzi take a closer look at the beautiful woman beside him. Her long, flowing hair was spread across the bed, her skin was snow-white, her large breasts could not be covered by one hand, her delicate little feet, her slender thighs, her full and plump buttocks, her dark and shiny pubic hair, her thick, dark red labia, her protruding clitoris, and her vagina, already dripping with lustful fluids—she was so beautiful! So beautiful! As Wang Gongzi looked at her, his penis became hard again without him realizing it. He lowered his head and said to Lu Suzhen, "Good sister, can I fuck you?"
"Come on, my big-cocked little brother, I've been waiting impatiently for a long time."
Lu Suzhen hugged Wang Gongzi and kissed him for a while. Under Lu Suzhen's guidance, Wang Gongzi rubbed Lu Suzhen's large breasts while licking and biting her cherry-like nipples, making Lu Suzhen's large breasts red and big, like two naughty white rabbits jumping left and right. Lu Suzhen was naturally wanton, and after a frenzied assault, she cried out incessantly, "Ah...ah...oh oh...oh oh oh oh I can't take it anymore...faster, ah...I want it..."
Young Master Wang kissed her all the way to her peach blossom cave, which was already overflowing with moisture, wet and slippery. Young Master Wang first licked the base of Lu Suzhen's fair thighs, then licked her pubic hair, and finally licked the vulva from top to bottom, licking her clitoris and gently biting her two thick labia majora. Lu Suzhen's clear, sticky fluid flowed out in large quantities, wetting her thighs and buttocks. As the sounds of their lips and labia mingled, Lu Suzhen's cries grew louder... "Ah...oh...dear brother, good husband, big cock, I really can't take it anymore, hurry up and fuck me, fuck your sister...I'm almost being licked to death by you, ah yes, this is my clitoris, yes don't stop...faster, faster, I've never felt so good! Oh...ah...ah...ah..."
Lu Suzhen's body trembled wildly, covered in fragrant sweat, her hands constantly rubbing her plump breasts, her large nipples hard to the extreme. Both of them felt it was time to move on to the next step. Lu Suzhen's jade hands held the big cock, rubbing it against her labia and clitoris, then placing it on her vaginal opening with the sticky lustful fluid, looking at Wang Gongzi sweetly, and whispering in his ear, "Good brother, you can move now!"
Both of them looked down at their fused parts, Lu Suzhen using her delicate white hands to pry open the alluring labia, from which another stream of sticky fluid flowed. Young Master Wang looked at her and said, "Good sister, you're wet again."
Lu Suzhen blushed and said, "You're so naughty, it's all your fault."
Young Master Wang's penis rubbed against Lu Suzhen's entrance but wouldn't go in... "Bad brother... good husband, don't torture me... please, fuck me, fuck me..."
As she spoke, Lu Suzhen and Young Master Wang thrust forward at the same time, and with a "whoosh," the entire penis disappeared. "Oh ah!" they both cried out, "Oh ah ah..."
They still looked down at the big penis going in and out of the tender hole. When the penis was fully inserted into the vagina, two tender flesh could be seen clamping the base of the penis, and when the penis came out, it caused the labia majora to turn out. Because Lu Suzhen's vaginal fluids were so abundant, they clung to the large penis, glistening. The two men watched this erotic scene with excitement, the sounds of their moans growing louder... Lu Suzhen tossed her long, flowing hair, her plump, round buttocks thrusting against the large penis, their pubic hair soaked and tangled together... "Good sister, what are we doing? What are we doing?"
Lu Suzhen squinted her peach blossom eyes, looking at Wang Gongzi shyly, and said, "Bad little brother, you're fucking your sister, you're fucking your sister's tender little cunt."
As she spoke, she covered her flushed face with embarrassment. Back in the room, filled with the passion of spring, Lu Suzhen and Wang Gongzi changed positions again. Lu Suzhen straddled Wang Gongzi, rising and falling repeatedly. Wang Gongzi watched his large penis going in and out of his beautiful sister's plump, horny cunt. Because he was so excited, the girl's vaginal fluids flowed down her white, tender thighs and onto Wang Gongzi's stomach, making "gurgling" sounds. Looking at the beautiful and sexy older sister on top of him, her face flushed with desire, her head full of black hair, her two large, white breasts bouncing with each movement, and her slender waist swaying from side to side, thrusting forward and backward, swaying and undulating, her two delicate fingers constantly caressing the man's chest, her beautiful eyes gazing affectionately at the handsome man beneath her who could satisfy her. Lu Suzhen's sexy little mouth emitted intoxicating moans: "Good little brother, big-cocked little brother, ah... ah you're fucking me so good, you're so naughty... oh oh... oh oh oh oh oh, making sister ah... ah..."
After fucking like this for a while, Lu Suzhen wanted to change positions. She got off Wang Gongzi, and when there was no large glans to obstruct her vaginal opening, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, making Lu Suzhen too embarrassed to look. After getting up, she lay face down on the embroidered quilt, her plump, white buttocks sticking out, with her swollen, red vulva sandwiched between them. Her beautiful hair cascaded down her ivory-like back. She turned around and looked at him with seductive eyes, saying sweetly, "Come on, you little rascal! I want you to fuck me from behind."
Young Master Wang immediately thrust his large penis into the already open vagina. "Ah...ah...ah ah...oh oh oh good good good so good."
Lu Suzhen cried out. Because it was inserted from behind, the penis could penetrate even deeper into the vagina. "Oh oh oh oh oh good little brother, you've reached the bottom of your sister's vagina, you've reached the end. Ah ah ah ah...ah...sister has never...never felt...so comfortable...oh oh oh...good good good..."
Young Master Wang's abdomen slammed against the girl's snowy buttocks "slap slap..."
His big balls also "slap slap" against the edge of the girl's anus... "Ya ya ya! Oh oh..."
He felt that his sister's vagina was hot and wet, tightly gripping his penis. The girl felt that with each attack of his penis, the large glans had reached the cervix. "Good sister oh oh oh... ah ah ah ah! Good brother I, I can't take it anymore."
Young Master Wang suddenly felt a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out from his sister's body, "Ah!"
The girl let out a long cry... At the same time, Lu Suzhen felt the big penis tighten, and a large amount of male semen shot into her uterus. "Ah... ah... oh oh..."
The two reached orgasm at the same time. "Good brother, sister is so tired."
Saying this, she softly fell into the man's arms like a kitten. Looking at the flirtatious beauty, Young Master Wang said, "I love you sister."
"Sister loves you too."
What surprised Lu Suzhen was that she was shy like a little girl in front of Young Master Wang. She knew very well that she had fallen in love with him.
(VI) Xu Liang was framed and imprisoned. Two lewd women seduced Bai Yunrui.
Jiang Ping led the old and young heroes back to the temporary government office on a chosen day. Colorful flags fluttered in the government office along the ten-mile street. There was music and drumming. The whole city turned out to welcome him. Even the imperial envoy, Lord Yan, was waiting in the reception hall. Amidst the sounds of gongs and drums, everyone greeted Lord Yan and joyfully marched into the city. The mansion was also filled with jubilation. After everyone was seated, Jiang Ping and Xu Liang recounted the events to Lord Yan. Upon hearing this, Yan Chasan learned that many officials had perished in the war. He immediately ordered a register to be made and requested an imperial decree. Everyone celebrated for three days at the temporary government office. Three days later, Lord Yan submitted a memorial to the emperor in the capital. The main point was: Now that Xiangyang City was stable and the bandits of Junshan had been quelled, what should we do next? We await the emperor's decision. At that time, transportation was inconvenient; messengers had to be sent to deliver messages, and the return journey was time-consuming. Lord Yan used this opportunity to renovate the seven counties surrounding Xiangyang City, and Junshan also saw a flourishing scene. On this day, the imperial decree arrived, but the messenger was none other than Zuo Kun, the Grand Minister of the Ministry of Justice. Lord Yan was puzzled, thinking, "Why send someone from the Ministry of Justice? These people have done something good, they haven't broken the law!" Looking behind Lord Zuo, he saw several interrogators and a prison cart. "Who are these for?"
Lord Yan, seeing Lord Zuo's somber expression, rose and bowed respectfully, "To welcome the imperial envoy."
"No need,"
Lord Zuo dismounted, head held high, and strode into the mansion, presenting the imperial edict. Led by Lord Yan, everyone bowed before the edict, shouting in unison, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
They knelt to hear the edict. Zuo Kun slowly unfurled the edict and read aloud. The first part stated that the Emperor was pleased to hear of the suppression of the Prince of Xiangyang, the pacification of Junshan, and the revitalization of the Song Dynasty, and summoned Yan Chasan to lead all civil and military officials back to the capital to receive their titles and promotions according to their merits. The second half of the decree changed, stating that Xu Liang, nicknamed "Shanxi Goose," was guilty of heinous crimes and ordered to be stripped of his official rank and immediately arrested and brought back to the capital for trial. Lord Yan was dumbfounded. What crime had Xu Liang committed? Even Xu Liang was shocked. The old man from Shanxi thought he had misheard due to his recent fever, but it was true. After the decree was read aloud, Zuo Kun ordered, "Tie him up!"
Several men immediately stripped Xu Liang of his official robes and prepared to tie him up. This enraged the heroes, young and old, who all stood up in a clamor. Leaving aside the others, let's focus on Fang Shu'an. Fang Shu'an had surrendered and brought with him "Deadly Ghost" Huang Rongjiang and "Chasing Ghost" Huang Ronghai, performing a great service. Lord Yan had promised him that upon returning to the capital, he would petition the Emperor and secure an official position for him. Fang Shu'an and his men surrendered because of Xu Liang, hoping to find shelter under his protection. They never expected that Xu Liang would be embroiled in a lawsuit so soon after they got close, the nature of which they didn't even know. Fang Shu'an's head buzzed, and he nearly collapsed from shock. "Big Head Ghost" stood up and pushed his way to the front of the crowd: "Hey, hey—hey, I—I say, Your Excellency, please read the second half of that imperial edict again. What law did Xu Liang violate? Which article of the law did he break? You—you explain clearly! Arresting my godfather like this, without any explanation, is unacceptable. My brothers can't stand it either!" "
Yes, what exactly happened? Explain it clearly today. If you don't, we can't listen to this imperial edict."
"We've been fighting bloody battles outside; how can we let these muddle-headed officials come here spouting nonsense? Let's just tear up the edict and beat him to death!"
The hundred-plus men lunged forward in unison, startling even the Left Attendant of the Ministry of Justice. "This—this—Lord Yan, what—what is going on?"
Yan Chasan realized this was no good. He couldn't let this cause trouble. The envoy represented the Emperor; if he assaulted the envoy, how could he explain it? But he didn't understand the situation either; there must be something fishy going on. As the person in charge, he had to keep things under control. Lord Yan quickly stood up and stretched out his hands: "Wait! Heroes, please don't act rashly."
"My lord, why are you arresting people without cause?"
"The Emperor's decree is not a trivial matter. Please calm down. In my opinion, Xu Liang should accept his punishment first. There will be public opinion in the capital. Merit is merit, and guilt is guilt. At that time, everyone will understand. No one is
allowed to disobey the decree." In that feudal era, imperial decrees were incredibly powerful. Whether right or wrong, you had to obey first. There was nothing you could do if you felt wronged; you could only wait until things were cleared up. Xu Liang, fearing that Lord Yan would put him in a difficult position, thought to himself, "I am now an official of the court, a third-rank imperial guard with a sword. How could I rebel?" So, full of grievances, he nodded and obediently allowed himself to be put in shackles. Not only was he bound, but he was also nailed with cangues and shackles, treated like a death row inmate. Then Xu Liang was thrown into a prison cart and placed in a wooden cage. Yan Chasan hosted a banquet for the envoys, but everyone's cheerful demeanor vanished; their faces were as stiff as iron. Yan Chasan asked, "Lord Zuo, what crime has Xu Liang committed? Have you heard anything about it? Could you tell us the details so we can be informed?"
Lord Zuo clasped his hands in a fist salute, "Lord Yan, I don't know what happened either. After your memorial was sent to the capital, the Emperor suddenly ascended the throne and drafted this decree. He then ordered me to rush to Datong with the decree, demanding that Xu Liang be arrested immediately. I know nothing about what crime Xu Liang committed. You are right, things will be clarified after we get to the capital. Right and wrong will be judged by public opinion. Let's trust the Emperor for now." "
Oh, thank you for your guidance."
Lord Yan dared not say anything more and could only return to the capital that very day, entrusting Xiangyang to the temporary administration of Commander-in-Chief Zhong Xiong, who would replace him once a new prefect took office. The rest of the officials were to return to the capital. This was originally a good thing; if it weren't for the Xu Liang incident, everyone would have been much happier. But because of this incident, everyone was unhappy, dejected, and listless, remaining silent the entire way. Upon arriving at Kaifeng Prefecture, the Left Minister of the Ministry of Justice escorted the prison cart to the Ministry, where the formalities were completed, and Xu Liang was thrown into the death row cell to await interrogation. The rest of the group went to Kaifeng Prefecture to report for duty. Yan Chasan didn't even go home; he went to see his master, Bao Zheng, and immediately asked, "What exactly happened to Xu Liang?"
Lord Bao's face was ashen. He had heard some rumors, and upon hearing his disciple's question, he sighed, "Alas! Chasan, there's no need to inquire further. I also believe there must be more to the story. You should trust the Emperor; His Majesty is wise, and the matter will surely be investigated thoroughly. Xu Liang was framed by bad people!"
Judge Bao stopped talking, then inquired about Yan Chasan's arduous journey and urged him to return to his residence to await the Emperor's summons. Judge Bao then issued a decree: "All friends who have come this time shall be treated as guests and temporarily housed here. Officials of Kaifeng Prefecture shall be given three days' leave, and then report to the court for questioning."
Everyone left the court and returned to the officers' quarters, their discussions revolving around Xu Liang's case. They were puzzled; how had Xu Liang been convicted of such a crime? How had he been thrown into death row? They should visit him in prison, so during their three-day leave, they took turns rushing to the Ministry of Justice. The Ministry of Justice naturally had to provide some assistance to officials from Kaifeng Prefecture visiting Xu Liang, but the jailer and interrogator revealed to them that orders from above forbade visits to Xu Liang; disobeying the order would result in execution. Therefore, seeing Xu Liang was out of the question. If they could offer him food and drink and take the risk, they might be able to get him in, but there was no other way. The interrogator's words silenced everyone. They were furious, but there was nothing they could do. Three days passed in this way. They had sent plenty of gifts, but no one had seen Xu Liang. On the fourth day, Judge Bao held court, and everyone was present. After the formalities, Judge Bao issued a summons: "Mr. Gongsun." "
Your humble servant is here." "
Jiang Ping!" "
Here."
"Zhan Zhao!" "
Here." "
Just now, I received an imperial decree. Tonight, the Ministry of Justice will interrogate Xu Liang at night. We, the Kaifeng Prefecture, are ordered to send a representative to participate. It is inconvenient for me to attend in person, so I hereby order the three of you to attend the hearing on behalf of the Kaifeng Prefecture."
Let's put aside the matter of Xu Liang being framed for now and talk about Bai Yunrui, who, having mastered his skills, entered the martial arts world. With his golden dragon scale lightning sword, he terrified bandits and earned the nickname "Jade-Faced Little Bodhidharma." Yunrui bid farewell to his master, "White Cloud Swordsman" Xiahou Ren, and returned home to visit his mother. Yunrui returned home, greeted his mother, and recounted his martial arts training. Fifth Madam was overjoyed, tears streaming down her face. "Don't let your father's early death fool you; our family is truly blessed. Remember the instructions of your grandmaster, master, uncles, and elders. If you achieve something, we'll have something to live for."
"Mother, don't worry, I will never disgrace you."
Seeing her son's remarkable growth and maturity, Madam was overjoyed. Yunrui couldn't stay home. Why? Because his teacher told him he needed to venture out and explore; staying home would never lead to success. He discussed it with his mother: "Mother, please let me go out. I plan to go to Bianliang (Kaifeng) to find Prime Minister Bao." Madam
agreed; the child was growing up, and if Old Guan (the head of the household) wouldn't let him go, he'd be wasting his life. So, Fifth Madam nodded. But this time, Bai Fu couldn't be taken; there were too many things to manage at home, and they couldn't do without him. So she brought four more servants to attend to Bai Yunrui. The next day, she set off for Dongjing (Kaifeng). Fifth Grandmother wept as she saw them off outside Baijiagang, and Yunrui was also quite sad. Mother and daughter cried for a long time before parting. The scenery of Jiangnan was truly more beautiful than a painting, but because of her heart, she dared not linger and hurried on to Dongjing. That day, Bai Yunrui arrived outside Kaifeng. Seeing that it was late, she wanted to find an inn to rest for the night before entering the city the next day, but there were no inns nearby. Seeing a Taoist temple, she went up and called out. Yunrui had no idea that this was where Lu Suzhen, Xiaoyu, and Xiaolan lived. Now only Xiaoyu and Xiaolan remained in the temple; Lu Suzhen had gone to the Prime Minister's residence to find Young Master Wang and wouldn't be back until the next day. The young Taoist priest led them into the north room, while Yunrui slept alone in the backyard. The young Taoist priest prepared some food for them, and Yunrui rewarded him with some silver. The young Taoist priest happily withdrew. Yunrui never dreamed that a passionate encounter would unfold tonight. Unaware that his arrival had attracted the attention of two lustful women, Xiaoyu and Xiaolan, they found Yunrui to be a truly handsome young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a light blue robe that billowed in the wind, exuding an air of elegance. His face was so beautiful it seemed unreal, with sword-like eyebrows, sparkling eyes, and a touch of heroic spirit within his dreamlike appearance. His skin was fair and smooth, his features sharply defined, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs—his entire being radiated an irresistible charm. Most captivating was the faint smile playing on his lips, carrying an indescribable air of languor, yet still possessing a vibrant masculine air, making him intensely attractive to the opposite sex. Unable to sleep, Yunrui was reading under the lamp when someone knocked on the door. "Who is it?"
Yunrui asked. "Oh, it's me."
A woman's sweet voice rang out. Yunrui opened the door and entered a woman in a yellow dress. She appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, a beautiful and pretty young girl. Her pretty face was alluringly seductive, her bright eyes filled with playful teasing, her cherry-like lips slightly parted, her head tilted back as if ready to offer a passionate kiss at any moment, her slender waist swaying deliberately, her posture graceful and charming… Yunrui seemed captivated by her allure, standing there dumbfounded. The newcomer was Xiaoyu. Seeing Yunrui's reaction, Xiaoyu knew he was smitten and was secretly delighted. Xiaoyu explained her identity and purpose, checked if there was anything she had done wrong, and thanked him for the silver. Yunrui returned the courtesy, and the two chatted amiably. A handsome young man and a beautiful young woman were having a late-night conversation in a secluded Taoist temple. Soon, they exchanged glances, both deeply attracted to each other, their hearts itching with desire. Xiaoyu, after all, was a wanton young girl. She actively seduced the handsome man beside her. Watching the dashing, strong young man gaze at her voluptuous, sexy body with burning eyes, Xiaoyu's eyes revealed a mesmerizing look. Her body gradually changed; she felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose throughout her body. Her eyes overflowed with lust, and the painful yet pleasurable fire of desire burned within her once more. She lightly stepped to Yunrui's side, glanced at him silently with affection, and turned away, using her slender, white fingers to lift the hem of her yellow dress. Yunrui's eyes widened in shock. Before him lay the girl's snow-white, round buttocks, bare of underwear, her two equally snow-white thighs so alluring. Yunrui's heart raced. He stared greedily at the girl who aroused him, his lust raging. He grabbed her from behind, reached out and pressed his hands against her breasts, kneading them forcefully through her bodice, his five fingers skillfully caressing them. Xiaoyu's breathing quickened, her soft breasts swelling under Yunrui's caresses. Yunrui's engorged penis pressed tightly against her plump buttocks, and Xiaoyu's writhing body, stimulated by his caresses, caused her hips to throb. With each press of her soft buttocks against his penis, the upward thrust of his penis intensified. Yunrui's right hand reached down to Xiaoyu's flat, smooth abdomen, his palm pressing against her soft, downy skin. He used his index and ring fingers to separate her labia, his middle finger sliding up and down her warm area. Xiaoyu let out a soft moan, and Yunrui's hand went deeper, pinching her slightly protruding clitoris. Xiaoyu was almost going crazy, turning her head to kiss Yunrui, raising her arms to embrace his neck and back, her tongue searching intensely for his. Yunrui carried Xiaoyu to the bed, pressing her down beneath him. The thick, hard penis pressed against her soft buttocks, the wonderful sensation penetrating Yunrui's heart, making him even more erect with intense excitement. He spread her legs, making her kneel on the bed, and supported her waist. Yunrui quickly took off his clothes, raised his penis, and thrust it deep into her vagina from behind, feeling a warmth and comfort he had never experienced before. Xiaoyu's tender buttocks swayed violently, influencing the rhythm of Yunrui's thrusts as he pressed against her back. His abdomen pressed back and forth, colliding with her buttocks, producing bursts of flesh-on-flesh sounds, and the wooden bed vibrated with an unusual creak. Yunrui reached forward and grasped Xiaoyu's full breasts, his thumb rapidly touching her nipples back and forth. Xiaoyu's nipples gradually hardened, and Yunrui leaned close to her ear, his lips gently sucking and nibbling her earlobe. Xiaoyu was immersed in the pleasure of the caresses, responding very passionately. Yunrui pulled off the only remaining bodice on her body, revealing her full, firm breasts in his hands. The breasts swelled like balloons, firm yet delicate, soft and smooth. He held them up with both hands to prevent them from swaying during the rapid thrusts. The pink areolas rapidly enlarged and protruded, filling the front of the tender breasts, but Yunrui couldn't see it from behind. Yunrui reached out and caressed and squeezed each of her breasts. Xiaoyu moaned softly, occasionally looking up and down, her hair flying everywhere. Her hands, supporting her on the bed, gradually felt weak, and her high, full buttocks twisted and swayed, thrusting backward to meet Yunrui's penetration. With each thrust, the two rotated and squeezed each other perfectly in sync, the overflowing fluids making their genitals soaking wet, even wetting a large area of the bed. Withdrawing his wet penis, Yunrui had Xiaoyu lie on her back, and to accommodate Yunrui's advances, Xiaoyu spread her legs to welcome his entry. Yunrui, his engorged penis erect, slowly rotated the glans inside her vagina, then thrust his hips forward, pushing the entire length inside her. Yunrui tightened his lower abdomen, feeling the pleasure from her vaginal walls as his penis withdrew slightly. Yunrui took a deep breath, relaxed his lower abdomen, and thrust in again, then with a powerful push of his hips, he plunged the entire penis into Xiaoyu's body. Xiaoyu's moans were soft and delicate. She clamped Yunrui's legs around her, her narrow vaginal walls gripping him tightly. Warmth emanated from their point of contact, mingling with the burning heat of his penis. Yunrui began to thrust continuously. Although her vagina was gripped tightly, it was already lubricated by her love juices, allowing Yunrui to enter and exit without difficulty. Each time, Yunrui pushed it to the deepest part of the young woman, as if she were sucking him in. The bed shook violently. Xiaoyu's mouth was slightly open, and she let out soft moans, her legs tightly gripping Yunrui's waist with each thrust. As the movements grew more intense, their cries of pleasure grew louder and more unrestrained, both feeling an intense ecstasy. Xiaoyu moaned dreamily, her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted, her breasts swaying like waves, enticing Yunrui to greedily grasp her. Yunrui couldn't help but reach out with both hands, his right hand pinching her nipples one by one, or grasping her breasts with all five fingers, while his left hand roamed within the narrow opening stretched open by Yunrui's penis, sometimes caressing her labia, sometimes kneading her sensual mound, each move pushing her towards the peak of orgasm. Xiaoyu gazed at Yunrui with affection, her pretty face flushed, as if telling him how satisfied and happy she was. Just as Yunrui and Xiaoyu were immersed in the waves of pleasure from their thrusting, Xiaoyu trembled, hugged him tightly, reached her climax, and released a large amount of vaginal fluid. Just then, Xiaolan pushed open the door and walked in. Xiaolan wore a pink, sheer halter top, her long, black hair framing her fair neck. Her already rosy lips were lightly painted with lipstick, making them appear even more full and alluring. Her strikingly full breasts were accentuated by the close-fitting fabric, her figure curvaceous and radiating youthful energy. "Good brother, it's my turn!"
She opened her arms to embrace Yunrui, encircling his neck with deep affection in her eyes, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Those deep eyes made Yunrui feel weak all over, his bones melting. They lay on the bed in an embrace. Yunrui kissed her soft lips, his left hand around her slender waist, while his right hand moved upwards, finding the knot tied at her back. With a gentle pull, her bodice was removed from her delicate body. Xiaolan's skin was fair with a rosy glow, her youthful skin radiating captivating charm. Her full breasts were high and majestic, the two mounds of flesh highlighting a deep cleavage. Her plump breasts swayed slightly, instantly leaving Yunrui speechless. The erect nipples were a tempting pink, the areolas of moderate size, and the rounded breasts displayed a beautiful shape. The snow-white skin was full of elasticity, and the feel of touching it was incredibly comfortable. Yunrui's hand couldn't help but grasp those large breasts; one hand couldn't even hold them. With a little force, he kneaded them, and Xiaolan let out a heart-stirring moan. Yunrui pinched Xiaolan's nipple and gently licked it with her tongue. Xiaolan let out a soft "hmm," cupped Yunrui's head in her hands, and began to stroke Yunrui's hair. The constant sucking caused her hands, which had been stroking Yunrui's hair, to grip her scalp tightly with pleasure. Yunrui's hands slid down Xiaolan's shoulders, caressing her firm breasts. Then Yunrui forcefully pulled down her pants, revealing a pair of white fur panties. The transparent silk panties felt smooth to the touch, and through the thin fabric, Xiaolan's full mons pubis could be felt. Due to the caresses, Xiaolan's vaginal fluid had already moistened her panties, and the beautiful part beneath could be vaguely seen. Yunrui slowly but efficiently removed her panties, and Xiaolan cooperated. When Yunrui pulled them down to her knees, Xiaolan bent her knees, allowing Yunrui to easily remove the panties completely. Xiaolan's pubic hair was thick and black, and her mons pubis swelled up like a small bun. When Yunrui's fingers touched her private parts, Xiaolan's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. Yunrui parted the two fleshy walls; Xiaolan's vaginal opening was small, and her clitoris was already protruding, like a pink pearl. Yunrui continued to grope her, teasing her breasts and genitals. The slightest touch of her fingers on the skin of her full breasts was enough to cause her great pleasure, and her body reacted strongly, twisting her beautiful and captivating body. She frowned, her face flushed and her breathing rapid. Yunrui flicked her nipple, a movement that caused her to twist her body again, panting heavily. Yunrui's kneading of her breasts was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, making her breathing even more rapid. Yunrui made her lie down completely, spread her legs wide with his hands, and slowly penetrated her. From her increasingly heavy breathing and the gradually revealing expression of pleasure, it was clear that she was approaching orgasm. As the vaginal lubrication increased, Yunrui's penis moved in and out more smoothly. She raised her legs higher and higher, her body writhing with increasing excitement. Yunrui's penis, mixed with Xiaolan's lubrication, was exceptionally lubricated, allowing for even smoother thrusts. She gripped Yunrui's arms, which were bracing him on the bed, tightening her grip with each vigorous movement, her nails digging into his muscles. She arched her back almost frantically, her sweat-drenched body undulating like a wild wave, her face filled with pleasure, her head swaying rhythmically, her long hair cascading onto the bed. Suddenly, her brow furrowed deeply, her body stiffened, and she opened her mouth wide, but no sound came out. Yunrui felt her body tremble for a moment, then slump limply onto the bed. Her expression was relaxed and filled with pleasure as she increased the amplitude of her thrusts. Yunrui watched Xiaolan with her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of being manipulated; the penetration of his penis into her vagina brought an indescribable pleasure. Her vagina was very tight, and each thrust gave Yunrui a real physical sensation. Looking up at Xiaolan, her beautiful body was fully displayed before Yunrui's eyes. He watched his penis thrust in and out of her vagina, causing her labia to flutter. Xiaolan's movements caused her breasts to ripple and tremble, making Yunrui want to bite them. As she reached her climax, Xiaolan released her hands from Yunrui's chest, clasping them together in front of her chest, unconsciously squeezing her breasts to gain greater pleasure. Yunrui reached out and parted Xiaolan's arms, covering her breasts with his palms, pinching her already hardened nipples with his middle and index fingers. His right hand massaged her soft, round, full breasts in a clockwise and counter-clockwise circular motion. A low sound escaped her throat as she tilted her head back, her long, black hair cascading down. She placed her hands on Yunrui's thighs, arching her upper body backward, emitting intermittent, soft moans. With her increasingly intense movements, she clung tightly to Yunrui's neck, while Yunrui cupped her breasts, sucking hard on her nipples, and thrusting his penis forcefully into her vagina. She shook her head wildly, her plump buttocks undulating in rhythm with Yunrui's thrusts. Soon, Xiaolan's first orgasm surged like a tidal wave, even more intense than Xiaoyu's. Yunrui felt streams of vaginal fluid enveloping his large penis, and Xiaolan's uterus gripped his glans like a suction cup. Unable to hold back any longer, he thrust a few more times, finally ejaculating all the semen he had been storing inside him, his glans pressed firmly against the girl's uterus.
(VII) Emperor Renzong's First Meeting with Yang Jingxian, and Xu Liang's Late Night Breaking into the Palace.
It is said that Bai Yunrui, the "Jade-Faced Little Bodhidharma," left the Sanqing Temple in the early hours of the next day and entered Kaifeng City with five servants. They asked passersby for directions to the Kaifeng Prefecture, which was easy, since everyone knew the upright official Lord Bao! They arrived at the prefectural government office without any effort, only to find four officers standing guard at the gate. Bai Yunrui stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, is Uncle Jiang Ping here?"
The officials of Kaifeng Prefecture were different from those elsewhere; they spoke very politely. Seeing a handsome young man asking him a question, they said, "Oh? You're looking for Master Jiang? Yes, he's here. And you are?"
"Oh, could you please pass on a message, sir? Tell him that his nephew, Bai Yunrui, son of 'Jinmaoshu' Bai Yutang, has come to pay his respects."
"Oh, you're the son of Master Bai Wu. Please wait a moment."
The official jogged off to deliver the message. Meanwhile, Jiang Ping, Zhan Zhao, and the others had been discussing Xu Liang's matter all night, and none of them were sleepy. Hearing from the gatekeeper that the fifth brother's son had arrived, they were naturally very happy. They led everyone out to greet him. After seeing Yunrui, they were overjoyed, but thinking of the fifth brother, Jiang Ping couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. His younger brothers also gathered around, some calling him brother, others calling him elder brother. They exchanged a few pleasantries. Seeing that everyone was happy but their expressions were somewhat worried, Yunrui asked, "Uncle Jiang, has something happened to Uncle Zhan?"
"Sigh!"
Seeing Yunrui's question, Jiang Ping told her about Xu Liang's situation. Someone asked, what crime did Xu Liang commit? How did this happen? It turned out that Xu Liang was indeed leading his men on a campaign outside, completely unaware of what was happening in the capital. On the third day of the ninth month, Emperor Renzong Zhao Zhen, having nothing to do, read the battle reports from the front lines in his study. Knowing that everything was going smoothly, he was quite pleased. After dinner, he strolled in the Imperial Garden. That evening, the eunuch in charge of the Emperor's inner palace affairs asked him which palace the Emperor would be staying in that night, and laid out a long row of bronze plaques listing the names of the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards before the Emperor. Emperor Renzong cheerfully picked one up and threw it on the ground. The eunuch picked it up and saw it was the name of the newly selected Consort Yang, who, while not yet a true consort, was merely a concubine of the eighth rank. Despite her low rank, she was deeply favored by the Emperor. Her father, Yang Wenye, was a scholar in the Grand Secretariat, a man of great learning who sometimes lectured Emperor Renzong. Emperor Renzong greatly admired him and once inquired about his family. Yang Wenye truthfully replied, "My family consists of seven people. Besides my wife and me, we have five daughters. The other four have already married far away, and only my youngest daughter, Jingxian, is still unmarried."
Emperor Renzong was pleased and casually asked, "How old is your youngest daughter?"
"Nineteen."
"Oh dear, nineteen isn't young anymore. Why isn't she married? Perhaps you and your husband are a little reluctant to let her go?"
Yang Wenye chuckled, "Your Majesty is wise; you guessed correctly. Of my five daughters, my youngest is the most promising. She is talented in singing and dancing, poetry and painting. I truly cannot bear to marry her off to a distant place. In the future, I plan to find a son-in-law to support her in her old age."
Emperor Renzong was talented and fond of talent. Upon hearing that Yang Jingxian was skilled in poetry and painting, he requested to see some of her works. For the emperor to request such a view was a great honor at the time, and Yang Wenye immediately expressed his gratitude. The next day, he brought a stack of his daughter's paintings and presented them to Renzong. Renzong wasn't interested in the landscape paintings, but one in particular depicted a beautiful woman, so lifelike. He hung the painting on the wall and admired it greatly. The woman was incredibly beautiful, painted as if she were real. He asked Yang Wenye, "Is this also the work of your daughter?"
"Yes, it is."
"But who is this woman?"
"Hehe, Your Majesty, to be honest, she painted herself. This is what my daughter looks like."
Renzong said, "If your daughter looked like this, she would truly be a celestial being!"
From then on, he was captivated and insisted on summoning her. So, behind the backs of his court officials, he met with the fairy-like Yang Jingxian in a side hall. Emperor Renzong was captivated by the quiet and beautiful Yang Jingxian. She wore a white dress, her features exquisite and stunning, with delicate eyebrows, large eyes, a fine nose, and delicate lips. Her face was peach-shaped, her skin fair and smooth. Not only was she beautiful, but she also possessed a beautiful and fit figure—tall and slender, with long, flowing black hair and shapely, sexy legs that accentuated her curves, making her alluring and captivating—a true lady of high birth. Yang Jingxian was also drawn to Emperor Renzong's charisma. Before her stood the middle-aged emperor, dressed in yellow casual clothes, with a handsome face, a long, flowing beard, and a tall, somewhat plump figure, yet possessing an air of imperial authority. Upon seeing Yang Jingxian, Emperor Renzong unconsciously stood up. "Come…come…come…come to my side. Both sides, step back."
The eunuchs and maids in the hall withdrew, leaving only the two of them in the room. Emperor Renzong gazed intently at the beauty beside him. Jingxian's beautiful eyes were fixed on the Emperor without blinking. The girl was nineteen years old. Her slender yet voluptuous figure was incredibly alluring to the opposite sex. Her oval, rosy face radiated youthful glow, and her almond-shaped eyes, full of tender affection, were like a clear spring in a pearl pool. Her tightly closed lips were like ripe, tender cherries in August, bright red and delicate. Her small, slender hands were exquisitely long. Emperor Renzong gently embraced her, leaned down, and kissed her face repeatedly. Jingxian softly hummed, then suddenly burst into silvery laughter, her full breasts heaving like the sea. Emperor Renzong was deeply moved. A strange, inexplicable feeling overwhelmed him; the warmth and fragrance of a young girl enveloped him, caressed him, and melted him completely. Under Emperor Renzong's gentle kisses, the pent-up desire within her burst forth like a flood. She passionately returned his kisses, kissing and biting him haphazardly on his cheeks, forehead, and neck, her soft hands caressing his face. The girl's excited emotions ignited the restlessness of her heart, and she involuntarily pulled Renzong into her arms. Neither of them spoke, nor did they want to; only deep, passionate, and torrential kisses flowed between them. At this moment, Jingxian's small hands slowly began to unbutton her clothes, one button at a time. Renzong cooperated, quickly removing and stripping off his clothes until he was completely naked. His white undergarment and bra were unbuttoned, and with a swift movement, all his clothes were undone, revealing before him a pair of pink, high, full breasts, a scarlet bra, and brownish-red nipples that bounced back and forth, as if smiling at him. Emperor Renzong was utterly captivated. Gazing into Jingxian's bright, shining eyes, her soft, moist red lips, her hot, rapid breaths, and her full, burning body, he felt as if he had transformed into waves of desire, a rapidly surging tide, turbulent and exhilarating, making his heart flutter and his blood boil. Jingxian felt as if a fire was rolling within her, burning and tormenting her, making her feel dizzy. Her alluring almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with autumn waves, looked at Renzong with tender affection, as if saying, "Come on! What are you waiting for?"
Renzong cupped Jingxian's swollen breasts with one hand, sucking on one tender nipple, while his other hand kneaded the other breast, alternating between the two. "Ah! So beautiful... so comfortable..."
She only struggled instinctively for a few moments, then clung to him coquettishly. A series of intense physical and mental stimuli shook her entire body. She trembled, her body overflowing with desire. The stimulation of her mature, sensual parts left her lower body wet. She waved her jade-like arms, her small hands trembling as they groped for something, sliding down from his head to his chest, abdomen, and then between his legs. A restless emotion, a possessive desire, and a lustful thirst compelled her, forcing her small hands to quickly reach for her abdomen, trembling as she untied the white silk sash, while Renzong continued to greedily suckle. She finally untied her sash, grabbed Renzong's right hand, and slipped it inside her panties, pressing it against her untouched mound. Then, she closed her almond-shaped eyes, awaiting that moment of both longing and curiosity. Emperor Renzong picked her up and placed her on the large bed. He gently removed her lower garments, revealing a glistening, shimmering patch of vaginal fluid that blurred her entire pubic area. Black, curly pubic hair glistened with dewdrops, and the high, protruding mound seemed to have been soaked, warm and moist. Her large, everted labia were tender and translucent, and her full, round clitoris was fully exposed. Her fair, pinkish-white legs and plump, upturned buttocks further provoked him, seducing him and driving him to madness. Emperor Renzong stared wide-eyed, his hands outstretched, pressing against her labia and slowly pushing them apart, revealing the bright red, tender flesh inside, soaked in a gush of vaginal fluid. He almost drooled; an uncontrollable urge dominated his senses. Emperor Renzong first used the tip of his tongue to gently scrape the swollen, protruding clitoris. With each scrape, Jingxian's whole body trembled. With the slow movements, her delicate body convulsed continuously. "Ah...ah...oh...so beautiful...so comfortable...Your Majesty, you are so good..."
As he licked, Jingxian's clitoris gradually became erect, peeking out from the foreskin. The newly emerged clitoris had a small, round head, pink skin, and was still expanding outwards. Emperor Renzong's pointed tongue began to move downwards, licking back and forth in the cleft between her labia majora and minora, sliding from bottom to top, stroke by stroke. Jingxian's slender waist swayed gently, her round, snowy buttocks moving back and forth. "Good...good man...Your Majesty...you...you're licking my little hole...it's so itchy...numb and sore...oh...it's so itchy...quick...quick...put it in...to stop the itch...it's so itchy...ah..."
Emperor Renzong raised his head and looked at her little wet hole. He saw gushes of lustful fluid gushing out, flowing down her thighs and anus. He plunged his tongue in and inserted it deep into her hole. He straightened his tongue and moved it back and forth inside. As his tongue went deeper, she felt infinitely full and swollen, and the itching of her hole walls became more and more intense. She twisted her plump, white buttocks, her little hole filled with lustful fluid, which kept overflowing from his mouth. Emperor Renzong looked up and saw Jingxian's face flushed, panting heavily, her moans rising and falling, her hips swaying. He reached out and grasped his large, purplish-red penis, aiming it at her opening. He slid it up and down a few times, coating it with her fluids, before moving it up and down, searching for the entrance. He aimed and pressed down hard. "Ah!"
she screamed desperately. "Ah?"
Renzong felt a sharp pain in his glans, but it didn't penetrate. He pressed down again. "Ah?"
Another sharp pain in his glans, still no penetration. Jingxian shuddered and let out a startled cry. Renzong pressed down again, and with a "whoosh," his penis slid in two-thirds of the way. He felt his penis being gripped very tightly by her vagina, the walls contracting sharply like a small mouth. Gradually, Renzong felt more free, and Jingxian felt no more pain. Only then did he begin to slowly thrust in and out. While thrusting in and out, he caressed her breasts with his left hand, wrapped his right arm around her neck, and kissed her face repeatedly. This rhythmic thrusting and pulling, though slow, brought a surge of heat and tingling pleasure back to the girl experiencing sex for the first time. She couldn't help but cry out, "Oh, so beautiful, so comfortable... ah... oh..."
Her delicate tongue darted out of her mouth, "Oh... oh... oh..."
Shaking her head, searching for another mouth, the two mouths finally met, and her fragrant tongue slipped in, greedily sucking until the root of her tongue ached. The intense stimulation tormented her; the mouth-to-mouth sucking made her feel suffocated, her face flushed red. She finally managed to twist her head and pull her tongue out, then began to moan even more wildly: "Ah... Your Majesty... Your thing... is so long... so hard... It feels so good... so beautiful... so beautiful... Insert it! Insert it... Ah... Oh... Hmm... Hmm... so good... Ah... That thing... is inserted... so deep..."
Emperor Renzong thrust harder and harder, deeper and faster, and she twisted her hips, her hands tightly wrapped around his body. She desperately pressed her hands against his buttocks, and she also pushed upwards to meet his thrusts, making her vagina tightly joined with his penis, leaving no gap between them. She was already drenched in sweat, panting heavily, but still kept crying out, "Oh... Your Majesty... put it in a little... it's itchy inside again... good... so accurate... I'm so happy. Ah... good... right there... so good... oh... Mom... oh... I'm so happy..."
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... almost there... this time... it's really... deep..."
Her juices gushed out like a fountain from the edge of his penis. Emperor Renzong felt his penis swelling in waves, his glans itching in waves. This itch traveled along the seminal ducts, penetrating deeper and deeper, concentrating entirely in his lower abdomen. An unbearable pleasure immediately spread throughout his body. Emperor Renzong's milky white semen shot out wildly, meeting the clear vaginal fluid in the constantly contracting orifice. After the storm, everything returned to calm, and Emperor Renzong embraced the beautiful, delicate, and sexy girl beside him. "Your Majesty, I am willing to serve you for life."
Emperor Renzong immediately issued an edict, bestowing upon her the title of Consort Shu and selecting her to enter the harem to accompany the king. Yang Wenye also transformed from a Grand Secretary of the Inner Cabinet into the emperor's father-in-law. As soon as Consort Yang entered the palace, she captivated Emperor Renzong. He refused to visit any other palace, spending his days resting in Cuihua Palace. He would spend his free time with Consort Yang, who would play the pipa and dance for him, or they would compose poetry and paint together in their room. The two were inseparable. Tonight, he drew this bronze token, indicating that he would rest at Consort Yang's residence in Cuihua Palace. At the appointed time, Emperor Renzong set off for Cuihua Palace. Chief Eunuch Ning called out, "Consort Yang of Cuihua Palace, welcome the Emperor!"
Consort Yang, dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, led her maids out to greet the emperor, calmly accompanying him into Cuihua Palace, where they sat down together. The maids surrounded them, serving them food and drink. They stayed until the second watch of the night. The Emperor waved his hand, and the others withdrew; they wanted to rest. Just as they were about to rest, the back window creaked open, and "Ah—!"
someone jumped in! The Imperial Palace was a forbidden area; who would dare climb in and out of a window? Wasn't this strange? Emperor Renzong turned around and was startled. Looking at the man, he saw a hexagonal soft turban on his head, a blue robe over his body, a pair of high-waisted trousers with twisted buttons, and four-strap tiger boots, bound with blue cross straps. On either side were two dart pouches adorned with flowers. For ease of movement, the man had taken off his coat, rolled it into a pretzel shape, and slung it diagonally behind his back. In his hand, he carried a gleaming, cold-looking single-edged sword. In the lamplight, his face was a deep purple, with two bright white eyebrows, large teeth with black roots, drooping eyes, and upturned corners of his mouth. The Emperor recognized him immediately: it was Xu Liang! Because he had met Xu Liang several times, every time the Shanxi troops returned victorious, the Emperor would receive them at Yaowu Tower, host a royal banquet, and have Xu Liang perform three times. When the Emperor presented gifts, he would even accompany the Emperor, the two sitting at the same table chatting. How could he not recognize Xu Liang? But then Emperor Renzong thought, could this really be Xu Liang? He was in Xiangyang, why had he returned? If there was anything to discuss, he should have sent word through the Kaifeng Prefecture and the officials on duty, how could he enter the inner palace, and carrying a weapon… This was unacceptable! Emperor Renzong, startled, frowned. "Hmm, Xu Liang, what are you doing? Breaking into the Forbidden City in the dead of night with a weapon in hand, what are you trying to do?"
Xu Liang chuckled. "Heh heh... what do you think I'm going to do? Let me tell you, I'm going to kill you, you tyrannical and incompetent ruler! We fight bloody battles on the front lines, countless people die every day, we drink blood from our swords, sleep on horseback, risking our lives—it's not easy! And you, on the other hand, live a life of plenty, with beautiful wives and concubines, enjoying yourself however you want. This is too unfair! Let me tell you, the two armies are short of food and drink on the battlefield, everyone is complaining, and they ordered me to come back and settle accounts with you. Tonight, I've come for you! I've discovered you're a tyrannical and incompetent ruler, so I'm not protecting you anymore. I'm not taking this official position either. Today, I'm going to kill you!"
Emperor Renzong recognized Xu Liang; even his tone was identical. The emperor's anger flared. "Xu Liang, you've rebelled! You've rebelled! You're utterly audacious, daring to threaten me! This is outrageous... Ah... Come here..."
He tried to call for help; there were imperial guards on night duty outside, and palace guards. He intended to summon them to arrest Xu Liang. But the man was prepared. He leaped forward and grabbed Emperor Renzong by the neck. "Ugh..."
the emperor tried to shout, but no sound came out. The man not only grabbed the emperor's neck but also swung his broadsword, slapping the emperor's buttocks hard. The emperor, born of noble birth and pampered, who dared touch him? He had no idea what it felt like to be beaten. This blow nearly knocked Emperor Renzong unconscious. Then, with a "slap, slap," he slapped the emperor twice more: "Scream! If you scream again, I'll kill you!"
Emperor Renzong, timid and trembling with fear, collapsed to the ground, no longer daring to shout. At this moment, Consort Yang was completely terrified, sitting trembling beside him. The man claiming to be Xu Liang, taking a look by the lamplight, exclaimed, "Ah, this beauty is so stunning! No wonder this tyrannical emperor is captivated by you. Well, since I've had the chance today, you can spend the night with 'Shanxi Goose'."
Saying this, he reached out to grab the consort. Emperor Renzong stood guard, angry but unable to move. Yang Jingxian turned and ran, but her clothes were too cumbersome; her long skirt dragged on the ground. Just as she turned, she tripped over the corner of a table. Because she was running so fast, she fell flat on her face with a "thud," her head hitting a pillar with a loud "crack," instantly crushing her forehead. She died instantly. In truth, Xu Liang had no intention of killing her; he merely harbored ill intentions, planning to harass her, but unexpectedly, this happened. In a fit of anger, he raised his knife, cursing, "You ungrateful wretch!"
With a "thud," he stabbed her in the ribs again. Consort Yang died instantly, and Emperor Renzong cried out "Ouch!" and tightly closed his eyes, barely managing to faint. Just then, Xu Liang bent down and removed all the precious ornaments the emperor had bestowed upon Consort Yang—her phoenix hairpin, earrings, bracelets, and other priceless gifts—and stuffed them into his robes. Then, he turned to Emperor Renzong, brandishing his knife, and said, "Listen, you tyrant! I should have taken your dog's life, but since your concubine is dead, I'll let it go. I have a heart for life, so I'll leave you alone. If you want to find me, go ahead, I'll be waiting for you! If you can't find me, who knows when I'll come back to haunt you?"
After saying this, he jumped out of the window and left. He walked for a long time, and
Emperor Renzong didn't dare to shout. Later, seeing that he had really run away, Renzong suddenly ran out of Cuihua Palace, shouting like a madman, "Help! Help!" After shouting, he fainted. Chief Eunuch Ning and officials from the Imperial Household Department rushed over upon hearing the commotion. They saw that the Empress was covered in blood, and the Emperor had already passed out. The palace was thrown into chaos. They carried Renzong to the bed, moved the Empress's body outside, officials fetched imperial physicians, and palace maids wiped away the blood—the chaos was immense. After Renzong was revived, the Emperor shed tears, and he angrily exclaimed, "He's rebelled! He's rebelled!"
Thinking to himself, "Xu Liang, what great merit do you have? You're just a third-rank imperial bodyguard! You're full of complaints, coming back to settle scores with me. You haven't changed your wild nature! It's clear I was wrong to have underestimated you, a mere outlaw! If I had known you were a beast, I would have killed you long ago!" Emperor Renzong was so angry he fainted again. That night, the Emperor fainted several times. When he finally awoke, he summoned Chief Eunuch Ning and recounted the whole story, not telling anyone else for fear of embarrassment. Chief Eunuch Ning frowned upon hearing this, thinking, "Heavens! I know Xu Liang very well. How could he—how could he do such a thing?" But the Emperor had witnessed it himself. Anyone who said it wasn't Xu Liang wouldn't pass muster with the Emperor; he was adamant it was undeniable. Chief Eunuch Ning could only advise, "Your Majesty, please rest assured and we will not make a sound."
The Emperor had secretly chosen a concubine behind everyone's back, and now this had happened. It was really too difficult to talk about, so Emperor Renzong ordered his subordinates to keep it a secret and try not to tell anyone.
(VIII) To avenge his father, Wang Shun impersonates Xu Liang and meets the fox demon "Purple-Faced Vajra" and has a lucky
encounter. Last time, we talked about the fake Xu Liang entering the palace late at night. So who exactly is this fake Xu Liang, and why did he frame Xu Liang? Let us introduce him. It turns out that this person is "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun, who lives in Xiaowangzhuang, Henan. Most people don't know him, but if you mention his father, he is the famous "Divine Fist Protector" Wang Xingzu. On the fifth day of the fifth month two years ago, "Subdued King" Dongfang Liang planned to use the arena to wipe out all the officials of Kaifeng Prefecture. Dongfang Liang felt that he was not strong enough, so he hired a capable person. After being recommended, he invited "Divine Fist Protector" Wang Xingzu. He was originally from the Upper Three Schools, and his teacher was the second of the Three Elders of Yunnan, "Plum Blossom Thousand Flowers" Cang Jiugong, who had close ties with the people of Kaifeng Prefecture. However, Wang Xingzu was arrogant and domineering. Hearing that Xu Liang had such great fame so soon after his birth, he was resentful. He accepted an invitation to fight in Baishatan Town. He encountered Xu Liang, and their first encounter ended in a draw. In their second encounter, Xu Liang cleverly used a move called "Flipping Kick" to turn the tide. If Wang Xingzu had taken a step back and said a few polite words, Xu Liang would have let him go. But Wang Xingzu felt humiliated in public, became enraged, and uttered insults, calling Xu Liang a "Shanxi Goose." Enraged, Xu Liang struck Wang Xingzu down with a powerful blow. This news shocked the whole country, and Xu Liang became famous overnight. The world has two sides; there is joy and sorrow, happiness and anger. With Xu Liang's fame, could the Wang family be doomed? The first was Wang Xingzu's master, "Plum Blossom Thousand Flowers" Cang Jiugong. He went to the arena, determined to cripple Xu Liang to avenge his disciple. Even "Golden-Eyed Fighter" Mei Liangzu, "Shadowless Swift" Gu Yunfei, and the two elders of the Three Elders of Yunnan—Gu Laixi, Zuo Jiu'er, and "Sea-Disturbing Dragon God" Miao Jiuxi—all stepped forward and finally persuaded "Plum Blossom Thousand Flowers" Cang Jiugong. Cang Jiugong not only refrained from attacking but also adopted Xu Liang as his godson, and the turmoil subsided. However, Wang Xingzu's elder brother, Wang Xinglong, along with his two sons and two daughters, intercepted Xu Liang at Qilin Mountain in Wudang to seek revenge. As a result, Wang Xinglong and his two sons and two daughters all died at Xu Liang's hands, creating a deep-seated hatred. Wang Xingzu's son, "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun, was not at home at the time. Because Wang Xingzu needed an heir and placed high hopes on his son, he sent him to Tianzhu Temple on Xiong'er Mountain to learn martial arts from the "Golden Palm Buddha Zen Monk." Wang Shun, having studied martial arts for eight years, went down the mountain to visit his family. Before even entering the house, he was shocked to see a funeral couplet hanging high, paper banners adorning the door, and a large coffin in the courtyard. His family told him that his father had been killed by Xu Liang. Wang Shun cried out "Ouch!" and fainted. After being revived, he gritted his teeth and swore before the coffin that he would avenge his father. Not long after, news arrived that his uncle Wang Xinglong and his cousins had all died at Xu Liang's hands, nearly driving him mad with rage. To get revenge, he still needed to speak with his master. After finishing the funeral arrangements, he returned to Tianzhu Temple and recounted the events to "Golden Palm Buddhist Zen," asking his teacher for leave to seek revenge on Xu Liang. Buddhist Zen Master felt this matter was quite complicated and advised, "Child, your abilities are indeed impressive, but seeking revenge against Xu Liang is no easy task. This isn't just Xu Liang's affair; it involves various parties. Look, since your father's death, countless masters have emerged, including the Three Elders of Yunnan, the Five Elders of Zhongshan, the Six Elders of Liaodong, and the Two Masters of the Northern Frontier—nearly a hundred people have participated. It seems Xu Liang has allies! He also has Prime Minister Bao's support."
"In terms of power, you can't afford to offend him; in terms of manpower, he's powerful and numerous. The Upper Three Sects have plenty of masters. Can you take revenge alone? If you want your master to help you, I can't do that. What kind of status do I have to go down the mountain to find a mere Xu Liang for your sake? I can't do that! This matter must be done by yourself."
"Besides, with your current abilities, you can't take revenge! Let's do this: you should focus on learning martial arts. When you're absolutely certain, I'll let you go down the mountain. A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years. I guarantee you'll have your day of revenge."
In this way, Wang Shun was persuaded. Driven by a thirst for revenge, Wang Shun diligently honed his skills, specializing in concealed weapons and swordsmanship in addition to fist and foot techniques. He knew Xu Liang wielded a large golden-ringed sword and was adept at throwing hidden arrows with both hands, earning him the nickname "Three-Handed General." "I'll also put in the effort," Wang Shun thought, "and one day we'll have a contest to see who's superior." "Golden Palm Buddha Zen" doted on him, thus imparting all his skills to him. After a period of rigorous training on Xiong'er Mountain, Wang Shun mastered his abilities. Wang Shun, nicknamed "Purple-Faced Vajra," knelt before his master: "Master, I'm already over twenty years old. If I don't take revenge now, what am I waiting for? I beg you, Master, to grant me permission to kill Xu Liang
. After avenging him, I'll return to practice martial arts." The monk, seeing the boy's resolute determination, said: "Alright! Wang Shun, since you're so determined to avenge your father, I won't stop you. But I have one concern: your abilities haven't yet reached my satisfaction. Whether you can avenge him is hard to say now. Let me tell you, if anything happens to you, I won't be responsible."
Wang Shun kowtowed and said: "Master, rest assured, a hero takes responsibility for his actions. I will never implicate you. If I can't avenge him, I won't blame anyone but my fate."
Wang Shun left Tianzhu Temple. It turned out he didn't resemble Xu Liang at all; only his face shape and complexion were somewhat similar. Wang Shun's face was like a purple sheep's liver, hence the nickname "Purple-Faced Vajra," and his complexion was similar. However, he didn't have white eyebrows. He returned to his hometown and met his father's friend, Lou Shan. This person possessed a peculiar ability: he could reverse the universe and perform illusionary teleportation. In modern terms, he was a master of plastic surgery. In the Song Dynasty, this ability was unique—a scorpion's tail, venomous and unparalleled. He asked Wang Shun how to take revenge. Wang Shun, quite straightforward, said, "I'll go to Kaifeng Prefecture, block the gates, and demand Xu Liang come out. We'll have a contest. I'll either chop him down with a knife or kill him with a dart."
Lou Shan laughed, "Ha, ha, ha! My dear nephew, you're joking. I'm not trying to discourage you, but I don't see how capable you are. You think killing Xu Liang is that easy? Xu Liang's abilities are formidable now; the Song Dynasty can't contain him. Everyone knows 'White-Browed Hero'! Who knows you, 'Purple-Faced Vajra' Wang Shun?" "So, according to you, my father and uncle died in vain?"
"No, you can't say that. I'll give you a foolproof plan."
"Senior, please tell me."
"I've seen Xu Liang. Just now, when I saw you, your build and complexion resembled Xu Liang's. Why don't you change your appearance and become Xu Liang? Wouldn't that be great? If you can find an opportunity for revenge, then do it. If not, commit more crimes, leave Xu Liang's name on your record, frame him, and use someone else to do your dirty work. That's called a two-pronged approach."
Wang Shun didn't understand at first, but later he realized his intention: "Oh, you want me to become Xu Liang? How can that work? He has white eyebrows, and I have black."
"Ha! I say, my dear nephew, you're too honest. Just a disguise, I'll tell you to become him, and you'll become him."
Wang Shun was half-convinced. In the study, they closed the door and got to work. Lou Shan used some medicine to dye the eyebrows of "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun. After applying the medicine, he felt his scalp burning. In less than an hour, his eyebrows changed, becoming thick and dense, painted white, and impossible to wash off. "Oh dear, you're quite skilled! But after I get my revenge, I'll have to restore my original appearance; these white eyebrows are so unsightly."
"Don't worry, my dear nephew, as soon as I've finished my revenge, I'll just apply the medicine and I'll be back to normal."
Lou Shan operated on Xu Liang based on his facial features and characteristics. After nearly twenty days, Wang Shun became a perfect replica of Xu Liang; even standing right in front of him, it was impossible to tell he was an imposter. Lou Shan examined him closely and said, "Child, you also need to make a crossbow with a tight-fitting, hunched back, and a slightly hunched posture. That will make you look even more like Xu Liang. Make your shoulders wider than his, keep them relaxed, and let them sag slightly; that will make you look even more like him. Also, you can't do without speaking Shanxi dialect. If you want revenge, you'll have to endure hardship. You have to learn everything, including some Shanxi dialect. When you're committing the crime, you have to speak Shanxi dialect."
He listened to all of Lou Shan's advice. After two years of preparation, Wang Shun had learned some Shanxi dialect, made the crossbow with a tight-fitting, hunched back, and, dressed in blue, walked around. Lou Shan saw that he truly resembled Xu Liang and was very satisfied. Wang Shun was also satisfied: "Old man, I can finally avenge this."
"Yes, I guarantee you'll get your revenge. But when you commit the crimes, you have to be ruthless. The more you kill, the bigger the case, the more solid the evidence will be. Then Xu Liang won't be able to defend himself no matter what he says."
"Old man, don't worry, I'll do anything for my uncle and my father."
"Purple-faced Vajra" Wang Shun left Xiaowang Village and headed to Tokyo. Passing through Erxian Village, he went into a restaurant and a misunderstanding occurred. As he was eating, several people entered. The first one was "Eight-Step Sky-Climbing Grass-Flying" Qian Wanli, followed by "Purple-faced Yama" Lu Kai, "Sea-Jumping" Sun Qing, and "Water-Floating" Zhao Kai. The group of petty thieves looked up and exclaimed, "Hey, isn't that Xu Liang!"
They didn't even finish their food, picked up their weapons, and surrounded Wang Shun. Qian Wanli pointed and said, "Well, you ugly wretch, you've come here! I'm here to avenge the dead outlaws and avenge my disciple! Come on, chop him down!"
Wang Shun was secretly delighted, knowing his disguise was successful. Seeing no one outside, he clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Gentlemen, you've misunderstood. I'm not Xu Liang, I'm 'Purple-Faced Vajra' Wang Shun, my father is 'Divine Fist Protector' Wang Xingzu, and my teacher is 'Golden Palm Buddha Zen' from Tianzhu Temple."
Qian Wanli noticed the accent had changed, and upon closer inspection, realized it was different. "Oh, you're Wang Shun."
"May I ask who you are, sir?"
"I'm Qian Wanli, nicknamed 'Eight Steps to the Sky, Flying on Grass'."
After they met, they held a banquet and became friends, because they both had a grudge against Xu Liang. Qian Wanli found it very strange: "Child, how come you look just like Xu Liang?"
Wang Shun recounted what had happened, and Qian Wanli clapped and praised him: "Good child, you are truly brilliant! Your disguise is so convincing that most people wouldn't recognize you. That's right, use force against the weak and strategy against the strong. If you can really kill Xu Liang, you will not only avenge your father and my apprentice, but also all the outlaws in the world. Well done! I'll help you to the end."
Seeing that he had an ally, Wang Shun felt more at ease and asked, "Where are you going?"
Qian Wanli said, "Nephew, let's talk business. We're heading to Bianjing (Kaifeng) to settle accounts with Xu Liang. Unfortunately, he has too many followers, and we don't know where to start. Let's travel together. And let me tell you something: Xu Liang's backer is Bao Zheng, and we've also found a backer. Do you know who it is?"
"No."
"Hahaha..."
He patted Lu Kai, the "Purple-Faced Yama," next to him: "We're all relying on him."
Wang Shun asked, "Old man, who's your backer?"
Lu Kai looked around and, seeing no outsiders, said, "My backer is much stronger than Bao Zheng! It's Fan Jihua of Anle Palace. His father, Fan Ronghua, saved Li Guotai back then, making immortal contributions to the country. He was Emperor Renzong's benefactor, and was granted the title of First-Class Duke of Anle, a rank three levels higher than his official position. I'm Fan Ronghua's godson. Although my godfather is gone, my sworn brother is very loyal, and we often exchange letters. I have a letter from Fan Jihua inviting me to the capital. If I stay at his house, it'll be a forbidden zone. Even if we get into trouble or make a mess, with the Duke of Anle protecting us, what are we afraid of?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Shun exclaimed, "That's great! Let's go together!"
And so, these young men began to hang out together. After arriving in Kaifeng, they didn't enter the city immediately. Led by "Purple-Faced Yama" Lu Kai, they went to the Sanqing Temple. Lu Suzhen was overjoyed to see her brothers and arranged for them to stay. That evening, Lu Suzhen hosted a banquet for them, with Xiaoyu and Xiaolan accompanying them. The three of them were naturally delighted to see so many men. Lu Kai introduced Wang Shun to his sisters. Lu Suzhen knew Wang Shun was newborn and guessed he was probably still a virgin. The three sisters, known as "Nine-Tailed Foxes," enjoyed playing with virgins. After a hearty meal, they went to rest. Xiaoyu and Xiaolan, sensing Lu Suzhen's intentions, naturally offered to let her have her, especially since there were other men around. Meanwhile, "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun couldn't sleep, constantly thinking about revenge. Suddenly, the door opened, and Lu Suzhen entered carrying tea. Since birth, Wang Shun had seen many beautiful women, but never one as captivating as Lu Suzhen. She possessed a magical allure that attracted men, making her irresistible. "Brother Wang... I've brought you some tea."
"Oh... Sister, thank you." The two sat down to chat. Wang Shun gazed greedily at the beautiful and sexy girl beside him, while Lu Suzhen teased him with her alluring eyes. Their captivating peach-shaped eyes and large, dark, sparkling eyes met, exchanging glances and fueling the burning desire within them. As the saying goes, "A beauty is best appreciated under the lamplight." Bathed in the moonlight, the girl's beauty was even more captivating. Her white dress fluttered in the night breeze, making her appear noble and dignified, like a fairy descending to earth. Her flowing, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, making her captivating eyes, which held a clear wisdom, even more irresistible. Her white teeth were like jade, and her beautiful face was like a lotus flower in clear water. Lu Suzhen was also attracted by Wang Shun's unique masculine aura. Her senses were no longer under her control, and she took the initiative to extend her fragrant tongue to kiss Wang Shun. Lu Suzhen's tongue was too alluring. Wang Shun's tongue was initially a little flustered, but later he became unrestrained, turning the tables and tightly intertwining with Lu Suzhen's soft, weak tongue, licking every corner of her small mouth. Lu Suzhen's eyes revealed a mesmerizing look. Her tongue and Wang Shun's tongue were intertwined in her cherry-like mouth, filled with unparalleled excitement. The two sucked on each other, their lips pressed together, passionately kissing, sucking, licking, and holding each other's mouths, exchanging saliva as if the other's saliva was delicious. At this moment, Wang Shun saw that Lu Suzhen was covered in fragrant sweat, and her clothes were soaked. He quickly took off Lu Suzhen's white dress, leaving her only in a close-fitting white bodice and white silk underpants. Wang Shun gazed at the girl's half-naked body: her smooth, porcelain-like back, her delicate, white hands like snowflakes, her slender, petite waist, and her full breasts encased in a white bodice, with two rosy nipples faintly visible. Occasionally, glimpses of her alluring figure would emerge from the edge of the bodice, her firm, snow-white breasts peeking out. Beautiful roses were embroidered on her white silk underpants, and the alluring curves of her mons pubis were fully revealed due to the small size of the underpants. The semi-transparent silk fabric allowed glimpses of the mysterious area below. Wang Shun's mouth went dry, and he felt a sudden surge of desire; his penis became erect. Seeing Wang Shun's wide-eyed expression, Lu Suzhen feigned shyness, quickly covering her chest with her hands to hide her pale undergarment. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and she lowered her head in shame and helplessness, saying softly, "Good brother, you're so naughty, you're making me...you're so bad."
Looking at Lu Suzhen's half-naked body, Wang Shun blurted out, "Sister, you're so beautiful!"
He then reached behind Lu Suzhen and began to untie the thin knots of her undergarment around her neck, waist, and back. Lu Suzhen felt a surge of heat where Wang Shun touched her, and her body felt weak and about to collapse. Wang Shun quickly supported her waist and pulled her into his arms. At this moment, the knots were untied, and the undergarment fell loose. Lu Suzhen let out a soft "Ah!" and pressed her pair of fair and full breasts against Wang Shun's chest. Wang Shun immediately felt Lu Suzhen's body was soft and warm. "Good sister, I want to see your breasts.
" "You're naughty..."
As Lu Suzhen spoke, she lifted her proud breasts. Two firm, soft breasts stood upright, exuding a symmetrical beauty. The pale pink areolas were alluring, and the slightly erect nipples were incredibly tempting. Her flat stomach was adorned with a charmingly small navel, making Wang Shun's blood boil. Wang Shun nervously reached for Lu Suzhen's underpants. The pure white underpants were finally pulled down to her knees, revealing a patch of alluring black pubic hair beneath her snow-white belly. The lush grass was truly captivating, making him eager to part the pubic hair and peek into the mysterious place that so alluring to his soul. Her long, slender, snow-white legs and beautifully curved, rounded, high buttocks were all full of elasticity. Wang Shun grasped Lu Suzhen's breasts with both hands, his palms caressing her plump, white breasts, kneading her translucent, flawless white jade-like nipples. He felt their soft, smooth texture, an indescribable comfort. His left hand gently kneaded her large, grape-like nipples, which were already round and swollen. Wang Shun opened his mouth and took one breast into his mouth, sucking on it with a "sizzling" sound, occasionally gently biting the nipple with his teeth and lightly licking the bud with his tongue. At this moment, Lu Suzhen couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah...oh..."
Her pretty face flushed, her breathing gradually became rapid, and the two pink nipples on her white breasts became engorged and erect. Wang Shun's hand traced Lu Suzhen's glossy black hair, down her soft, smooth back, down her firm thighs and rounded buttocks, moving gently and caressing her. He then moved towards her most mysterious triangle, finding a patch of soft, slightly curved pubic hair. Following the hair, he began to stroke the girl's thick labia. Wang Shun's hands rubbed Lu Suzhen's alluring vulva and full breasts. Suddenly, she felt waves of heat surge upwards, quickly turning into a raging fire that burned throughout her body. Two excited blushes rose to her cheeks, her eyes were languid, and she moaned softly, "Oh...oh...ah...ah...mmm...so good."
Wang Shun's touch on her two most sensitive areas caused Lu Suzhen's body to gradually heat up, with an indescribable itching sensation spreading throughout her lower body—a feeling of pure pleasure and wonder. Wang Shun's fingers slowly parted the girl's tightly closed, dark red labia and inserted into the hidden opening beneath the lush pubic hair. Lu Suzhen jolted as if electrocuted, her head tilted back, her toes raised, trembling slightly. Seeing Lu Suzhen's pleasure, Wang Shun was even more delighted. His fingers moved incessantly, and he felt not only the narrowness of her vagina but also an immense suction force. His fingers, penetrating deep within, were tightly wrapped by the warm, slippery flesh. When his fingers broke through the folds and touched the most sensitive part, Lu Suzhen's copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed out. Lu Suzhen impatiently began to undress Wang Shun. When she saw his genitals, she was stunned. Below his abdomen and between his thighs, there was a thick, glossy black pubic hair. A long, thick, strong, and hard penis stood erect amidst the dense black pubic hair. The penis was dark red and translucent, with a swollen, pointed glans. The large, round glans was moist, red, and glistening. The dark, gaping opening was alluring. Lu Suzhen's beautiful eyes widened, staring blankly at the large, erect penis in the black triangle, her mouth agape, for she had never seen such a large penis before. Lu Suzhen gripped his hard penis with one hand, squeezing and pressing it against her, while her other hand grasped his testicles, gently kneading them… Being touched by a girl for the first time, Wang Shun felt a surge of desire ignite within him, burning ever brighter, more intensely, making him tremble all over. He straightened himself as much as possible, pushing his lower abdomen out to its maximum extent, allowing her two small hands to freely pinch, knead, and squeeze… Wang Shun's penis grew larger and larger, some precum seeping from its tip. She was mesmerized, stunned, dumbfounded. She grabbed the large penis and put it in her cherry-like mouth. She looked at it, turned it over, licked it, looked at it again, and desperately sucked and licked it. She felt unbearably hot all over, her vagina unbearably itchy, warm currents flowing down from her lower abdomen and overflowing from her vagina. Lu Suzhen lay on the bed, looking at Wang Shun with a shy smile, and said flirtatiously, "Good brother... come on! come on!"
Wang Shun saw Lu Suzhen's plump, white shoulders, soft and smooth back, and full, round buttocks rising and falling in the same rhythm. Her pink jade legs twitched incessantly, and in the gap between her plump buttocks, there was a glittering, shiny light. That was the small clitoris covered by her thick labia. In the cleavage, near her anus, there were a few soft pubic hairs trembling slightly. The tender flesh inside her vagina was still slowly contracting, and her entire inner thighs were wet. Wang Shun growled, "I'm here... baby."
He raised his right hand and gently placed it on her breast, his five fingers rotating together, kneading until Lu Suzhen arched her back, her belly arching, unbearably itchy. Her heart immediately surged with desire, her nerves and blood surging, her whole body agitated... "Ah... ah... oh... so itchy... so good... harder... oh, so comfortable... so... comfortable!"
Lu Suzhen's two high, firm breasts, after a period of kneading... The rubbing made her breasts appear even firmer and more elastic. Her rosy nipples were erect and swollen. Down the cleavage was her smooth and delicate abdomen, with her round navel protruding outwards. Wang Shun's large hand began to move downwards again, to her soft and tender lower abdomen. Below her lower abdomen were clumps of dark, shiny, curly pubic hair, covering her between her legs, her lower abdomen, and the sides of her labia. Her vulva protruded like a small hill. Between her pink legs, her labia were thick and elastic, and her clitoris protruded like a small red bean. Lu Suzhen began to pant again, her whole body limp, her vagina incredibly itchy. She desperately reached down with her small hand and grabbed the thick, hard penis, murmuring, "Put it in!"
Her body trembled, her breathing rapid, and she moaned incessantly, her buttocks twisting incessantly. Wang Shun used both hands to support her plump buttocks, lifted her up, and sucked on her vulva. Lu Suzhen felt a heat in her vagina, and a gush of fluid flowed out. The tender flesh of her vagina was incredibly itchy, her heart pounded wildly with excitement, her clitoris throbbed, and her heart raced. Wang Shun thrust his tongue deep into her vagina, swirling it up and down and side to side on the tender flesh. After a while, Lu Suzhen felt a mix of soreness, itchiness, tingling, and numbness. She felt lightheaded and dizzy, and desperately arched her hips, bringing her vagina closer to his mouth so that his tongue could penetrate even deeper. "Ah...ah...hum...hum...um...um...you're licking me so beautifully...it's so itchy and numb...faster...my vagina is itchy again, hurry...come on...it's so itchy...it's killing me..."
Gushes of fluid overflowed from her vagina. Lu Suzhen gripped his penis with one hand, rubbing it incessantly against her labia and clitoris, strands of vaginal fluid sticking to the glans. Wang Shun grasped the penis, aimed it at her vagina, and began to rub and grind it vigorously. He then pressed the head of his penis against her clitoris. She felt an unbearable burning desire, the tingling and itching in her heart intensifying. She moved her vagina closer, using her labia to envelop the head of his penis. Wang Shun felt as if a ball of fire, a surge of heat surrounding his glans, making him feel a tingling sensation as well. He thrust his hips forward, and with a "whoosh," she felt as if a large, thick, long snake had entered her vagina, reaching deep into her depths. She trembled involuntarily, and the vaginal fluids flowed like a flood, rushing down her vaginal opening. Both of them, without prior arrangement, swayed their buttocks and thrust forward. Lu Suzhen cried out incoherently, "Oh...oh...good man...my...darling...you...you...are making...making...so good...so...amazing...it's killing me with pleasure."
Hearing her moans, Wang Shun whispered, "My beauty, your little hole is so tight, it makes me feel so numb, so itchy, so tingly! Ah! You're so wet again...so much, it's made my legs...so wet too."
The two talked while they did it, and the speed of their thrusts became even faster, more intense, and more forceful, making her vagina sizzle. "Oh, oh...I can't...take it...anymore...!"
Streams of Lu Suzhen's vaginal fluid gushed out along the penis and flowed down her buttocks. Lu Suzhen closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and gasped for breath, her whole body convulsing with the rise and fall of her chest. Wang Shun also felt that Lu Suzhen's little pussy was sucking on his penis like a little mouth, and he couldn't hold back any longer. "Oh...oh..."
His thick semen shot deep into Lu Suzhen's vagina.
(IX) Fan Jihua is obsessed with the nine-tailed fox. The heroes fight against the bandits.
"Purple-Faced Yama" Lu Kai and "Eight-Step Sky-Climbing Grass-Flying" Qian Wanli, along with "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun, were preparing to enter Kaifeng. "Nine-Tailed Fox" Lu Suzhen insisted on coming along, and Lu Kai, unable to refuse his sister, had no choice but to take her. Lu Suzhen left Xiao Lan and Xiao Yu to watch over the Taoist temple. Thus, the group sneaked into Dongjing (Kaifeng) and took up residence in the Fan family mansion. Fan Jihua was ambitious and insatiably greedy. "Purple-Faced Yama" Lu Kai was a notorious thief, the ringleader of the Lu family fortress, and had amassed a fortune in the first half of his life. He bribed Fan Jihua with pearls, agate, jade, and rare treasures. The young master Fan was overjoyed at the sight of these things; he was willing to do anything for money. Therefore, in a moment of impulsiveness, he disregarded the consequences, and the thieves grabbed his robe and hid him in the Anle Palace. The thieves broke into the Fan residence, and Fan Jihua hosted a banquet. At the banquet, Fan Jihua saw the "Nine-Tailed Fox" Lu Suzhen. He saw a beautiful young woman in white, stunningly beautiful, with snow-white, smooth, and delicate skin, her dark eyes clear as autumn water, her cherry lips red and alluring, her waist slender, and her soft, flowing hair framing her flower-like face. She was beautiful and charming, with an intoxicating allure. While Fan Jihua was never short of women, he was still captivated by Lu Suzhen's seductive charm. Lu Suzhen was not only beautiful, but her curvaceous and sexy figure possessed a captivating allure. Fan Jihua quietly inquired about Lu Suzhen's situation with Lu Kai. Lu Kai, a seasoned traveler in the martial world, could easily see through her. To curry favor with Fan Jihua, he agreed to let his sister accompany him that night. After he spoke with Lu Suzhen, she didn't care. She had a strong sex drive and didn't need a man's advances to satisfy her needs. She was also indiscriminate in her desires, but she didn't like men her age. However, for their safety, she had no choice but to keep him company. That evening, Lu Suzhen dressed very sexily and went to Fan Jihua's room. Without saying a word, she lay down on the bed. Fan Jihua saw Lu Suzhen's stunningly beautiful face, fair and rosy, with slightly upturned red lips like cherries. Her skin was as white and delicate as snow, her breasts firm and soft, her waist slender, her hands like jade, and the faint fragrance of a virgin wafting over her. Fan Jihua could no longer resist. He removed Lu Suzhen's outer clothes and saw that she was wearing a white gauze undergarment, with a hint of an apricot-yellow bodice visible. Fan Jihua leaned down and gently kissed her rosy cheeks and delicate neck, while his hands roamed freely over the young woman's body. Fan Jihua touched her for a while, then removed the girl's underwear and bodice, leaving her naked. He carefully admired her beautiful body: her fair, rosy face was radiant, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her moist, red lips exhaled soft, fragrant breaths. Her figure was slender and graceful, her snow-white skin smooth and tender, her waist supple and delicate, her legs long and straight. Her full, high breasts were round and swollen, with two delicate, rosy nipples clearly visible. A patch of dark, full pubic hair exuded a captivating, alluring aura. Her fair, plump thighs contrasted with her moist, engorged, red labia, and the glossy black pubic hair around them created a beautiful picture. Fan Jihua was consumed by lust and could no longer restrain himself. He lowered his head and began sucking on the girl's grape-like nipples, while his right hand moved from her soft, smooth back to her full buttocks, then began to knead them vigorously. Fan Jihua lowered his head and pressed his lips heavily against Lu Suzhen's, sucking on the girl's fragrant and tender tongue. Her tongue responded in kind, rolling and sucking within her mouth, causing Lu Suzhen's whole body to tremble. The girl exhaled a fragrance like orchids, passionately kissing Fan Jihua's tongue, each kiss more forceful than the last. At this moment, Lu Suzhen's face was flushed, trembling slightly, moaning intermittently. The girl's moans were like a kitten in heat. Their body temperatures rose rapidly, forgetting their own existence, becoming one. The girl pulled away from the passionate kiss, looking at Fan Jihua with fiery eyes, seemingly expecting something. Fan Jihua stroked Lu Suzhen's cloud-like hair, her rosy cheeks, her firm, elastic, and full breasts, her long, fair, and tender legs, and finally, her full, plump, white, and mysterious vulva. Lu Suzhen parted her snow-white thighs, presenting her genitals to Fan Jihua's face. He glanced down and almost drooled. Thick pubic hair was evenly distributed around her vulva, her pink labia half-open, her clitoris barely visible, overflowing with vaginal fluid. Fan Jihua couldn't resist bringing his mouth close, half-sucking and half-licking, making smacking sounds. "Oh...oh...ah...ah...so good..."
Fan Jihua saw Lu Suzhen moaning softly, her eyes watery and incredibly alluring. The girl's snow-white neck turned pink with excitement; Fan Jihua knew she was aroused and her desire was high. Fan Jihua laughed and took off all his clothes, revealing his thick, red, enormous penis, which he placed in the girl's small hand. "This...this is so big..." she murmured,
holding the steaming hot penis. Fan Jihua lewdly said, "What a beauty, use your mouth... hehe... lick it for me."
"Okay!"
the girl said, gently grasping Fan Jihua's penis and putting it into her cherry-like mouth. Fan Jihua let out an "oh" and felt extremely satisfied. He felt the girl's mouth was warm and wet, tightly enveloping his penis. Her fragrant tongue was also licking his glans from time to time. It was so incredibly pleasurable! He reached out and ravaged Lu Suzhen's pair of large breasts, his penis thrusting in and out of the girl's mouth. "Ah...ah...you little slut...you're licking me so well..."
Lu Suzhen used all her skills, sucking, licking, kneading, and biting, constantly licking Fan Jihua's penis, while her own vagina was already overflowing with fluid, constantly scratching it with her own hands, "Good prince, my vagina is so itchy! Please help me stop the itch! Hurry up and fuck me!"
Hearing Lu Suzhen's plea, Fan Jihua turned over and carefully admired every inch of the girl's skin, until he saw the girl's overflowing vagina, he reached out and carefully caressed it, bent down and spread the girl's snow-white legs, looking carefully, he saw that the girl's vagina was already engorged with blood due to the heightened sexual desire, and her labia minora were still pink, he stretched out his long tongue and licked her clitoris hard. "Ah..."
the girl moaned with pleasure, "Don't stop, don't stop... keep going... ah... good, you're licking me so well... ah... my dear master... my darling master... don't stop... harder... harder..."
Stimulated by Lu Suzhen's lewd moans, Fan Jihua licked even harder, rubbing her clitoris incessantly with his teeth. Lu Suzhen's eyes were glazed with desire, her fragrant tongue licking her dry lips, saliva dripping everywhere. Her hands frantically kneaded her breasts, which swelled like rubber balls. Under the attack of Fan Jihua's long tongue, her body trembled incessantly, and her round, swollen buttocks rose and fell in rhythm with him. Lustful fluids flowed all over Fan Jihua's mouth. He had never seen such a wanton girl before. He felt a surge of heat rush to his lower abdomen, and his penis throbbed painfully. He knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He straightened his penis and rubbed the head against her wet labia a few times, then suddenly thrust his hips down... "Ah...ah...so good..."
The girl's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she gently twisted her slender waist and moved up and down. Lu Suzhen felt a tingling and itchy sensation inside her, extremely comfortable. The girl kept her eyes tightly closed, but waves of pleasure washed over her lower body
. She couldn't help but moan softly, "My lord...I feel so good...harder..." Her slender waist twisted wildly, responding to Fan Jihua. He stroked her smooth, plump buttocks and thrust his hips upwards with all his might, penetrating the girl's body deeply. Fan Jihua could clearly see his penis moving in and out of the girl's pink, moist labia. Her pubic hair was tangled and covered in their love juices. The girl's vaginal walls gripped Fan Jihua's penis tightly, and each thrust brought them boundless pleasure. "Ah... um... good... sir... I... can't take it anymore..."
The girl's breathing was heavy, her body trembled slightly, and her vaginal walls contracted in waves. "My dear sir... good sir... your big cock is so hot, it feels so good in my little hole... oh, like that, don't stop... every thrust hits my cervix... good sir, you're so amazing, ah!"
Fan Jihua gripped the girl's sweaty, plump buttocks tightly, and at the same time, he suddenly lifted his waist upwards. "Ah..."
The girl felt a burning heat in her lower body, and her cervix sprayed out a large amount of vaginal fluid. Fan Jihua felt the girl's vulva sucking at his glans like a small mouth, and he could no longer hold back. He thrust a few more times, finally ejaculating all his semen deep inside her, his glans pressing firmly against the depths of her vagina. At the same time, the girl felt a surge of hot liquid rush into her body. "Ah... dear man, shoot... shoot it all into my little cunt... ahhh..."
In an instant, their bodies reached a pleasurable climax. From then on, the two enjoyed themselves every night. Fan Jihua became infatuated with Lu Suzhen and wanted to make her a princess. More than a month passed without them realizing it. "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun broke into the palace at night and then fled back to the Fan residence. As the saying goes, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. No matter how well these thieves acted, they could not escape the pursuit of the heroes of Kaifeng. The heroes of Kaifeng inquired everywhere about this fake Xu Liang. Half a month passed, and there was no trace of the fake Xu Liang. Everyone was anxious and at their wits' end. Let's not talk about others, but about "Thin-necked Big-Headed Ghost" Fang Shu'an. He was very anxious about doing something like this with the old Xu Liang. One day, Fang Shu'an arrived at Shuncheng Street inside Anqiu Gate and found an old Li family inn to stay at. For more than ten days, he was like a deserter, drinking alone all day. After drinking, he would sleep, wake up, wander around, and then drink again. He thought to himself: What kind of emperor is this? Bullshit! A tyrannical and incompetent ruler. He kills meritorious officials indiscriminately without asking any questions! Just consider the immense contributions Xu Liang made to the Song Dynasty! Not only did you not reward him, but you killed him without hesitation—what kind of logic is that! The next day, after breakfast, Fang Shu'an, carrying a small dagger, began wandering the streets and alleys inside and outside the city, searching everywhere. Although Fang Shu'an didn't have many other skills, he was quite experienced in solving cases. Having spent so many years in the martial arts world, he could deduce ten things from a single sentence, and could guess someone's intentions from their every move. He started from Red Cross Street, circled the city along Shuncheng Street, and then returned to Red Cross Street. He traversed every street and alley in Bianliang City, but after five days, he still hadn't found anything. That evening, on his way back to the inn, he walked along Iron Lion Street. This was a back street with only two shops and one restaurant. Seeing that the restaurant was still lit, he went in and found a table to sit down. The waiter immediately came over to wipe the table: "Sir, what would you like?"
Fang Shu'an casually ordered four dishes and two jugs of wine. He propped one foot on the chair, rested his chin on his hand, and began to drink in silence. As he drank, he pondered: Could it be that this thief has really fled? Then he thought: No! People who do this kind of thing usually have a hideout in this city, lurking there gathering information. As long as Xu Liang is alive, he won't leave. Fang Shu'an decided to investigate more thoroughly tomorrow, like a comb, searching every inch of Dongjing City from south to north, from east to west, to see where this thief is hiding! Ah, what a coincidence! Just as the restaurant was about to close, a man suddenly walked in, peered around the small restaurant, and then left. "Big-headed devil!" Fang Shu'an thought, a thought flashing through his mind: Hmm? Why is this man acting like this? He seems to have some secret. What does he want? Old Fang pulled his hat down sharply and covered half his face with his hand to avoid being recognized. A short while later, there were more footsteps outside, and three people entered. The first was the young man who had peeked out earlier. The second was an old man, not tall, with a round back and broad waist. He wasn't wearing a hat, his white hair was tied in a cow-heart bun, held up by a bamboo hairpin, and he wore an earth-yellow cloth robe with a belt around his waist. His face was like the moon in autumn, his goatee stuck out forward, and his eyes shone brightly; he was quite spirited. Then another person entered. Oh dear, when this person appeared, Fang Shu'an almost jumped up. This person looked exactly like Xu Liang! He wore a blue hat with a knotted top, arrowhead leaves on the roof, and pom-poms in his hair. He wore a blue robe with a black sash, carried a knife and a dart bag, had a purplish-red face, and two white eyebrows! This person had also intentionally pulled his hat down low, but Fang Shu'an, with his sharp eyes, saw him clearly at a glance. "Oh dear!"
Fang Shu'an thought to himself: You little rascal, I was just thinking about you, and here you are! Hey, I really ran into you! But then he thought: I can't manage alone. If only there were a few more people. With that thought, he covered half his face, watching the three men's actions, and made a plan in his mind. The three men came in and found a table not far from Fang Shu'an: "Waiter!"
The waiter quickly came over to wipe the table: "Gentlemen, why are you so late? We've already finished our business."
"I'm sorry, something came up and we're a little late. We'll have to trouble you to make us some food."
"No problem, no problem. What would you like?"
"Please make ten dishes, and bring out the best wine. You'll have to rest a little later tonight. Don't worry, I'll give you a generous reward!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The waiter turned and went inside to tell the chef, who restarted the stove. The knives and spoons clattered as they began to cook. The waiter first brought out four cold dishes to put on the table and let the men drink first. Fang Shu'an couldn't hear what they were saying, but he saw three heads huddled together, chattering away. He thought to himself: They want ten dishes, and they say it won't be quick. I might as well take this opportunity to call for reinforcements! With that thought, he casually calculated the bill when the three weren't looking, left the restaurant, and headed straight for Kaifeng Prefecture. In Kaifeng Prefecture, the officials had just finished dinner and were chatting idly in the officers' quarters. Fang Shu'an pushed open the door: "Hmm, everyone, I'm back again!"
startling everyone. Fourth Master Jiang stood up: "Shu'an, it's been a while. Where have you been?"
"Fourth Master, don't ask that now. Quickly assemble and catch the thief!"
Everyone rushed over: "What? Catch who?"
"Catch that fake Xu Liang!"
"Where?"
"Here, I'm not sure, Lion Street. Come with me!"
His words, though few, shook Kaifeng Prefecture like a thunderclap. "River-Turning Rat" Jiang Ping, "Southern Hero Cat" Zhan Xiongfei, "Little Righteous Man" Ai Hu, "Jade-Faced Zhuan Zhu" Bai Yunsheng, "Powdered Du" Lu Zhen, "Thunderbolt Ghost" Han Tianjin, Xing Rulong, Xing Ruhu, Long Tianbiao, "Earth Leopard" Zhang Ying, "Righteous Hero Taibao" Liu Shijie, "Smiling Gentleman" Shen Mingjie, "Super Swallow" Lü Renjie, "Little Yuanba" Lu Shijie, Liu Jinjie, Liu Yujie, "Well-Bottom Frog" Shao Huanjie, "Golden-Backed Arhat" Wu Shen, "Sacred Hand Scholar" Feng Yuan, "Brave Vajra" Zhang Bao, "Double-Sword General" Ma Long, "Path-Opening Ghost" Qiao Bin, and others all rushed out. Seeing the urgency of the situation, Jiang Ping, without time to report, ordered someone to inform Lord Bao, and led everyone to follow Fang Shu'an straight to Iron Lion Street, asking Fang Shu'an about the situation as they ran. As they approached the restaurant, they slowed their pace and moved closer. Fang Shu'an lifted the curtain and peeked inside. He saw three men eating heartily, while the waiters bustled about, adding wine and food. Fang Shu'an turned to Jiang Ping and called out, "Grandpa, those bastards haven't left!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ping immediately ordered his men to scatter: some blocked the door, some guarded the windows, and others covered the roof. Jiang Ping was only accompanied by Zhan Nanxia, Liu Shijie, and Shen Mingjie. Fang Shu'an led the way, pulling the curtain open and blocking the doorway. He shouted, "Hey! Thieves, you can't escape now! Surrender your weapons!"
This shout startled the waiters, who were momentarily paralyzed with fear. The three thieves turned around and cried out, dropping their chopsticks. The fake Xu Liang, seeing the situation was dire, swatted out both lamps on the table. There were two more lamps on the counter; the room was illuminated by these four. He casually pulled out two featherless flying stones, flicked his wrist, and with two "snap, snap," extinguished the two lamps. The room was plunged into darkness. The man stood up, then kicked the table towards the door with a "crash," scattering wine jugs, plates, and bowls all over the floor. The old man reached out and grabbed a chair, aiming it at Fang Shu'an. Fang Shu'an saw it clearly, ducked, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"
The chair slammed into the door with a "crack," and chaos erupted inside. The fake Xu Liang smashed open the window with his head and leaped out. Blocking the window were Ai Hu and Lu Zhen. Ai Hu saw someone jump out and raised his knife to strike. But the man was incredibly agile, dodging quickly. Ai Hu's knife missed, embedding itself deeply into the wood from the force of the blow, taking a long time to pull out. Lu Zhen then engaged the man in combat. Immediately afterward, the two men also rushed out. They were surrounded and unable to escape, leading to a chaotic fight in front of the restaurant. Seeing this, Jiang Ping knew he had to calm things down first, so he shouted, "Everyone, don't fight! Surround them!"
Everyone jumped out of the circle, each grabbing swords and knives, and blocked the entrance. Jiang Ping, carrying his dagger, approached the three men and immediately recognized the old man: it was none other than Qian Wanli, the "Eight-Step Ascent, Flying Over Grass" swordsman! Jiang Ping's head buzzed: "Oh dear, this old fellow, he's still alive!"
It turned out that Jiang Ping had dealt with him before. His apprentice, the lecherous thief "Flower Butterfly" Jiang Chong, was captured alive by Jiang Ping in the water and taken to the capital to be executed by slow slicing. Because of this, Jiang Ping offended Qian Wanli. Later, this old man tried every means to avenge his apprentice, stirring up trouble on the island, almost costing Jiang Ping his life. After that, there was no news of Qian Wanli, but unexpectedly, he encountered him here today. Jiang Ping knew that Qian Wanli was ruthless and black-hearted, and highly skilled in martial arts. He couldn't handle him alone, let alone with the fake Xu Liang and his companion. Fourth Master thought to himself: If I had known this would happen, I would never have let Wei Zhen, the Northern Hero, and Mei Liangzu go. Fourth Master boldly stepped forward: "Oh, isn't this Old Swordsman Qian? It's a rare sight indeed!"
When Qian Wanli saw that it was Jiang Ping, he sneered: "That's right, it is this old man. Aren't you Jiang Lao Si?"
"Yes, old swordsman, what brings you to the capital today? We've always kept to ourselves. You know who your apprentice Jiang Chong is, and I doubt you'd mind if he were executed. Now, tell me, who is he?"
Jiang Ping pointed at the fake Xu Liang. "He committed an unforgivable crime, daring to enter the palace and assassinate the Empress, assault the Emperor, and then frame Xu Liang. Such a person cannot be tolerated by the law! Tell me his hometown, address, and name!"
Qian Wanli chuckled. "Fourth Master Jiang, stop talking nonsense. So, my apprentice died for nothing? Let me tell you, not so easily! I'm here to avenge my apprentice. You want to know who this person is? Hmph, I won't tell you! He's the one who did all those things you mentioned, putting Xu Liang to death. What, you want to arrest me? Fine, come on over if you dare, I'll keep you company!"
Fourth Master Jiang turned to look at Zhan Xiongfei. "Brother, you'll have to suffer a bit!"
"Southern Hero," having received the order, drew his sword and leaped forward: "Qian Wanli, do you know me?"
Qian Wanli chuckled: "Eh, 'Imperial Cat' Zhan Xiongfei. The dignified 'Southern Hero'! Hahaha, Zhan Zhao, your skills are nothing special. Unlike before, when masters were still rare and highly valued, you stood out and gained a good reputation, a real bargain. But today, with so many talented people, your skills are no match!"
Qian Wanli spewed arrogant words, mocking and sarcastic, before bursting into laughter. "Southern Hero" was enraged and charged forward with his sword. Qian Wanli was equally resolute, and the two clashed. People could see that "Southern Hero" was no match; Qian Wanli, unarmed, was disarming him, forcing "Southern Hero" to run around helplessly. "Righteous Hero" Liu Shijie drew his sword and jumped into the circle: "Uncle, let's fight him together! Take this!" *
Swoosh!* He drew his weapon. Even with two men fighting together, Qian Wanli couldn't win. "Smiling Gentleman" Shen Mingjie lifted his tricolor skirt, took out a rolling pin with a dragon and phoenix tail from his waist, and leaped out to join the battle, making it three against Qian Wanli. The four fought like a revolving lantern, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle. The fake Xu Liang watched from the sidelines with a smirk. Seeing the fight was evenly matched, he took off his clothes, reached into his arm, and drew his counterfeit gold-rimmed broadsword. He raised the sword in the air and shouted, "You, surnamed Jiang, come here! You want to grab me? Come this way if you dare!"
Enraged by this shout, "Little Righteous Man" Ai Hu brandished his seven-treasure sword and leaped over, pointing at him and cursing, "You lecherous thief! How come you look like that? How did you make your eyebrows white? You impersonated a good person, committed crimes in the palace, and almost killed my third brother! Today I'll arrest you! Take this!"
He swung the sword to chop. The man dodged to the side, and with a clang, blocked Ai Hu's blade with his broadsword: "Ai Hu, if I can make you last ten moves against me, you won't be worthy of being called a fake Xu Liang!"
Ai Hu was unconvinced, but by the eighth round, this fake Xu Liang used a kick within his blade, sending Ai Hu flying more than ten feet away with a thud. Seeing this, Bai Yunsheng, Han Tianjin, and their group rushed forward, surrounding the fake Xu Liang in a flurry. At the same time, several of his younger brothers, the brave Zhang Bao, the double-sword general Ma Long, the path-clearing ghost Qiao Bin, and the earth leopard Zhang Ying, also surrounded another young man, creating a three-way fight, while the rest guarded the crossroads to watch. Meanwhile, Jiang Ping, seeing this situation, thought of Xu Liang, thinking: "If Xu Liang were here, things would be much easier." With this thought, Jiang Ping seized the opportunity of the chaotic battle and dashed straight for Kaifeng Prefecture.
(X) White-Eyebrows Battles the Fake Xu Liang: Judge Bao Seizes Anle Palace
The previous text mentioned Jiang Ping running back to Kaifeng Prefecture to meet Judge Bao, recounting the situation and requesting Xu Liang's release. Judge Bao then petitioned the Emperor, and at the Ministry of Justice, he asked Minister Zuo Kun to release Xu Liang, ordering him to accompany Jiang Ping to apprehend the thief. The details are omitted here. Xu Liang returned to Kaifeng Prefecture, prepared his gear, and followed the Fourth Prince straight to the battleground, secretly gritting his teeth: "You little brat, you've made me suffer so much! I'll see who you really are!"
"White-Eyebrows" Xu Liang was released from prison. His original intention was not to apprehend the thief; he was somewhat disheartened. People say, "Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger," and "The emperor has no gratitude, and turns his back without mercy." He thought these sayings were absolutely true! What crime had he, Xu Liang, committed that you imprisoned him with a single sentence, subjecting him to torture without even asking questions? Fortunately, this fake Xu Liang showed up today. What if he hadn't? I would have died unjustly in prison, forever suffering this injustice! But then I thought, this thief is too despicable. I have to catch him and ask him who he is? Why did he disguise himself as me and say my name? When Jiang Ping and Xu Liang arrived at the scene of the fight, they found something was wrong: they couldn't hear any shouts of killing, but they could hear people crying sadly. Jiang Ping's head was buzzing. He thought: What happened? Who died? The two quickly approached the crowd, just as Liu Shijie turned around: "Oh! Fourth Master, you're back! Third General, you've come too!"
The crowd didn't ask any questions. Xu Liang must have been released. They quickly stepped aside and lowered their heads. Jiang Ping and Xu Liang looked down at the ground and saw three bloody corpses! Xu Liang, upon seeing them, "Ah!" and
immediately fainted. Jiang Ping also let out a "howl" and died. The three corpses were none other than "Sky-Piercing Rat" Lu Fang, "Earth-Penetrating Rat" Han Zhang, and "Mountain-Penetrating Rat" Xu Qing. What happened? How could three people die so quickly? It turned out that Jiang Ping had gone back to Kaifeng Prefecture to fetch reinforcements and release Xu Liang. A considerable amount of time had passed, and the fighting here continued. This fake Xu Liang was exceptionally skilled in martial arts; no one could get close. Qian Wanli, known as "Eight-Step Sky-Climbing Grass-Flying," possessed the strength of ten thousand men. The Kaifeng Prefecture officers, relying on their superior numbers, fought desperately, barely managing to surround the three. As time went on, the old scoundrel Qian Wanli noticed Jiang Ping was gone and thought: "Oh no, he went to fetch reinforcements!" As the saying goes, "A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle," now was not the time to fight. Thinking this, he consulted with the other two and decided that the best of the thirty-six stratagems was to flee. So, while the fighting was raging, they withdrew and left. Meanwhile, "Mountain-Penetrating Rat" Xu Qing was more anxious than anyone else. How could a father not be heartbroken to have his son imprisoned? Facing this imposter Xu Liang, he desperately wanted to grab him and get to the bottom of things. But he was too weak to do so, and could only fret helplessly. When Xu Sanye saw the imposter climb onto the roof to escape, he became even more anxious. He thought: If he gets away today, when will I ever catch him? My son's case will never end! In his haste, the old man also jumped onto the roof, just in time to catch up with the imposter Xu Liang, shouting, "Good assassin, take this!"
But Xu Qing was no match for him. The imposter Xu Liang reached into his waistband, pulled out a dart, and with a flick of his wrist, shouted "Take this!" The dart was thrown with great force, striking Xu Sanye squarely in the neck and throat. With a cry of "Ouch!", he fell from the roof and died instantly. Now, let's talk about Han Zhang, the Second Master Han. He was originally following closely behind Xu Qing, but just as he was about to climb onto the roof, he saw the Third Master fall. With a cry of "Ouch!", his eyes turned red, and he leaped up, knife in hand, to give chase. The fake Xu Liang flicked his wrist and threw another dart, unexpectedly striking him squarely on the forehead, shattering his skull. The Second Master Han died instantly. "Sky Rat" Lu Fang, the First Master Lu, cried out, "Oh dear, brother! It breaks my heart!"
In his haste, he fell with a thud. The old man struck his head against the stone pier in front of the door, his brains splattering open, and he died instantly. Seeing this, the crowd rushed to surround the three men, and the bandits seized the opportunity to escape… Xu Liang, seeing his father's gruesome death, felt as if his heart had been ripped out; he was filled with unbearable grief! As for Jiang Ping, since Bai Yutang's death, the "Five Righteous Men" had been reduced to four brothers; now, three had perished, leaving him utterly alone. Overwhelmed with anger, he too fainted. Someone turned and ran to Kaifeng Prefecture to deliver a message. By then, it was dawn, and Lord Bao arrived in his sedan chair. Stepping into the crowd, he shook his head and sighed repeatedly. But it was too late for grief. He ordered the bodies to be collected immediately, the battlefield cleaned, and the three elders to be transported to Kaifeng Prefecture in three large carts and three large coffins. A mourning tent was erected, and the coffins were properly placed. The news spread throughout the capital; officials, commoners, merchants, and artisans all knew. As the prefect of Kaifeng, Judge Bao immediately reported the matter to the Emperor. Emperor Renzong, upon reading the memorial, felt deeply remorseful, lowered his head, and shed a few tears. He thought to himself: "Strange thing, how did a fake Xu Liang appear out of nowhere? This world is truly full of wonders! Just because of my momentary lapse of judgment, I wronged Xu Liang and brought disaster upon myself. Alas, it seems it is all my fault!"
He immediately issued an edict posthumously honoring the three elders, adding the character "忠" (loyal) to each of them, promoting them to the first rank, and holding a grand funeral for them. At the same time, he issued an edict to apprehend the murderer and avenge the three elders. He also dispatched the Grand Steward of the Imperial Household Department to Kaifeng to express the Emperor's condolences. Kaifeng was bustling with activity. Officials from the Five Ministries, Six Departments, Nine Ministers, Four Chancellors, and Thirteen Censors all rushed to offer their condolences. Xu Liang, Ai Hu, Bai Yunsheng, Han Tianjin, and Lu Zhen were all dressed in mourning. They were the "Five Little Heroes," and their deaths felt like the loss of an elder in their own family! Xu Liang, in particular, cried until his eyes were red and dry. Lu Zhen and Han Tianjin also wept uncontrollably several times, a sight that saddened everyone present. The capital was busy for over ten days over the funeral arrangements for the three elders. According to the Emperor's orders, the thieves must be captured for a memorial service, so the coffins could not be taken back to their ancestral home for burial. They had to be temporarily kept there, guarded by men. Jiang Ping and the others discussed the matter, declaring that they were determined to capture the fake Xu Liang and Qian Wanli and execute them by a thousand cuts! So everyone rushed to the nine cities of the capital, thoroughly searching every street and gate, but after over ten days, they found nothing. Everyone was anxious and didn't know what to do. Xu Liang, now in much better spirits, was even more anxious than the others. That evening, after dinner, they discussed the capture of the thieves in the constables' tent. These days, Fang Shu'an had cried his eyes out, calling his grandfather this and that until his voice was hoarse, yet he still busied himself with chores. People were all moved by his plight: Fang Shu'an was truly loyal. Due to working day and night and not eating properly, Fang Shu'an had diarrhea for several days, constantly needing to use the outhouse. Then another problem arose: "Oh dear, everyone, please wait a moment, I need to relieve myself."
The outhouse was quite far, and Fang Shu'an couldn't hold on any longer than halfway there. He had no choice but to take off his pants against the wall, among the flowers, thinking: "I'll just leave it like this for now, I'll clean up later." But because of his stomach ache, he couldn't get up after squatting for a long time. Suddenly, two dark figures darted from the wall to the roof, startling the old man. In his haste, he
didn't even bother wiping himself before pulling up his pants: "Oh no, thieves!" Then he thought: "We're catching a thief right now, we haven't even caught a glimpse of him, if you really are the thief, that's actually a good thing!" He was both happy and surprised, so he emerged from the bushes and quietly followed them. He saw the two figures dart onto the roof of the officer's quarters. Fang Shu'an pretended not to see anything, coughing as he walked back, muttering, "Oh dear! My stomach, at least it doesn't hurt so much anymore. I'll have to get some medicine from Mr. Zhao tomorrow, ouch!"
The people inside were talking and no one paid attention to Fang Shu'an. He quietly approached Xu Liang and whispered, "Godfather, there are two thieves on the roof!"
Xu Liang, outwardly calm, continued talking to the others. After a few words, he stood up, saying, "My stomach isn't feeling well either. I'll go outside to relieve myself. You all continue talking."
Xu Liang pretended to loosen his belt as he walked outside. Turning a corner, he stood under the back wall, looked to both sides to make sure no one was there, then, with a quick flick of his toes, he was on the roof too. Xu Liang held his breath, quietly climbed onto the ridge, and peered forward. Ah, sure enough, there was someone clinging to the front eaves. The man was dressed in black, making him difficult to spot without careful observation. He was peering down, eavesdropping on the conversation below. Xu Liang gritted his teeth, thinking, "Good lad, I hope you're the fake Xu Liang!"
Then he remembered: Fang Shu'an said there were two, but he only saw one. Xu Liang scanned his surroundings, but still couldn't find the other one. He thought again: Catch one, it'll do. He moved his feet over the roof ridge, and in a flash, with a powerful push, he lunged at the man. By the time the man realized what was happening, it was too late. Xu Liang slapped him, sending him crashing to the ground with a thud. The man was half-dead, unable to even get up. At that moment, Fang Shu'an and his men rushed out of the house and, without a word, tied him up. Xu Liang climbed back onto the roof, but still couldn't find the other man, so he had to give up. Seeing the thief's arrogance, Jiang Ping was enraged. He thought, "I'll get him straight to the bottom today." He decided not to report to Lord Bao yet, but to have the officers from the garrison question him first. This guy was pretty cocky, his head bobbing, looking defiant. Fang Shu'an recognized him immediately; he was the young man from the group of fake Xu Liang and Qian Wanli at the dinner table. This time he saw him clearly: dark-skinned, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a bit of a black beard, thick eyebrows, and big eyes—clearly a skilled fighter. Jiang Siye, with one foot propped on the stool, said, "Hey, what's your name? What are you doing here? Tell me the truth!"
Seeing the guy remain silent, Ai Hu walked over and slapped him across the face: "Damn it, what are you pretending for! Are you going to talk or not? Did you hear me? What's your name?"
The slap broke his mouth. But this guy didn't care at all. He tossed his head and glared at Ai Hu: "Hmph, you don't need to scrape together a duster. I have a name and surname, but I won't tell you! Jiang Ping, don't be so smug. Didn't you catch me? It's okay, I'm going all out. In twenty years, I'll be this big again! I'll kill you if I want, and you can eat if I want. If I even flinch, I'm not my parents' son. Do whatever you want!"
"You've got some backbone. Beat him!"
Bai Yunsheng and Han Tianjin took whips from the wall and stomped on the kid. Crack, crack, crack, whether it was his head or his butt, they beat him until he howled like a wolf. In no time, he was covered in welts. Jiang Ping, fearing he might kill him, quickly stopped him, asking, "Will you talk? Why did you sneak into Kaifeng Prefecture at night? What's your name? Who sent you?"
The man, panting heavily, still stubbornly insisted, "You, surnamed Jiang, go ahead and hit me! Kill me and ask me? No confession!"
"Oh dear, good lad, a head born to be beaten! Hit me again!"
Just as he was about to strike, Fang Shu'an quickly came over, "Grandpa, wait! Grandpa, a dead man has no words. If we beat him to death, we'll have wasted our efforts. He won't talk? We have a plan, no need to hit him!"
Fang Shu'an stepped forward, "Hey, buddy, don't ask for trouble. I have a special way to deal with people like you. Whoever is stubborn, I'll take them down! I advise you to tell the truth now, or you can save your life; if you're obstinate, I'll have to use special methods!"
The man looked at Fang Shu'an, "Bah! You scum of the greenwood, what face do you have to put on airs in front of me! I just won't talk, let's see what you can do!"
"Oh! Easy, easy! Men, get it ready!"
Fang Shu'an shouted, and two servants came in from outside: "Master Fang, what are your orders?"
Fang Shu'an whispered something in their ears, and the two servants went away and returned shortly with half a bucket of excrement from the outhouse. People thought: What kind of trick is this? Fang Shu'an then approached the thief and said, "Hey, can you smell it? I've prepared some food and drink for you. Will you talk or not? If you don't talk, I'll force-feed you! I mean what I say!"
The man frowned, thinking: I don't care how you beat me, but who can stand being force-fed this stuff? Sigh! "Will you talk or not?"
Fang Shu'an said, about to strike. "I...I'll talk."
"Hmm, that's settled then. Speak up!"
"Say what?"
"First, tell me who you are?"
"My name is Zhao Kai, nicknamed 'Water Strider'."
"Now, how many people came with you?"
"Two."
"And the other one?"
"I don't know, we parted ways here."
"Who is he?"
"He's my accomplice, called 'Sea Jumper' Sun Qing."
"Who is that fake Xu Liang, and what's his name?"
"This—"
"Hmm? Trying to play dumb again? I'm going to force-feed you!"
Fang Shu'an said, picking up a dung ladle to stir the dung soup. Ugh! The smell in the room was indescribable. At this moment, Xu Liang came over and grabbed Zhao Kai: "Tell me, who is he? If you don't tell me today, I won't let you off!"
Fang Shu'an was busy preparing to force-feed him. Zhao Kai hesitated this time: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, don't force-feed me, don't force-feed me! Didn't you ask about that fake Xu Liang? His name is..." Zhao Kai
was about to speak when, unexpectedly, a dart was thrown down from the roof, "Whoosh!" A cold light shot in from the door. The dart was aimed at Xu Liang, but Xu Liang was quick-witted. Sensing the ominous wind behind him, he ducked sharply and dodged it. However, Zhao Kai, on the other side, was struck squarely on the forehead. With a "crack," his skull shattered, and he died instantly. Alas, the confession he was about to obtain was lost. This nearly killed Xu Liang; he twisted his body and leaped into the courtyard. Following him, the old and young heroes all rushed out in pursuit. Xu Liang looked up and saw a dark shadow flash on the roof. With a flick of his wrist, a hidden dart flew out. Xu Liang was incredibly skilled with hidden weapons, hitting exactly where he aimed. However, in his excitement, and because he wanted to capture the man alive, he couldn't aim for a fatal spot, so the dart struck the man's calf. But the arrow still hit hard; the man cried out "Ouch!" and nearly fell off the roof. He turned and ran, and Xu Liang chased after him from the rooftop. "White-Browed Hero" was going all out: "If you go to heaven, I'll chase you to the Heavenly Palace; if you go to the underworld, I'll chase you to the Gates of Hell; even if you crawl into a rat hole, I'll dig you out!" The man fled wounded, with the old and young heroes hot on his heels. Leaving Kaifeng Prefecture, they ran onto the main street, heading straight for Qipan Street. The man looked back every three steps, turned around every five, running desperately, but how could he outrun Xu Liang? As they drew nearer, the man darted into an alley, and the group followed closely behind. A large wall appeared ahead, and the man dove over it, leaping into the courtyard. Xu Liang was about to climb over the wall when Zhan Nanxia grabbed him: "Liangzi, don't be reckless! This place looks so familiar! Come on! Surround it!"
With a "whoosh," the old and young men surrounded the courtyard. Then Nanxia pulled Xu Liang by the hand: "Liangzi, let's go to the front gate first. This is the capital, a place of great importance, and Wangfu Street is full of people of status. If you only focus on catching thieves and rashly go in, what if you cause trouble? Since he hasn't left the capital, he can't escape our hands!"
Xu Liang nodded in agreement. When they arrived at the front gate, they were dumbfounded. They saw a golden roof and vermilion doors, with yellow and green glazed tiles on the gate tower, two large red-painted doors, and a large plaque hanging in the center of the door, illuminated by an ever-burning lamp. People could clearly see that it read "Anle Palace." It turned out to be related to the imperial family. Jiang Ping and the others also stopped when they arrived. Xu Liang asked Nanxia and Jiang Ping: "Gentlemen, whose residence is Anle Palace?"
"Oh dear!"
Jiang Ping slapped his forehead, thinking: This is troublesome! It turns out that the owner of this residence is named Fan Ronghua. This person has been mentioned in "The Cases of Judge Bao" or "The Three Heroes and Five Gallants". There's a story called "The Prince Replaced by a Civet Cat." Li Guotai went begging for food in Caoqiao Town, Xihua County, and was taken in by an elderly couple, the Fans. Later, the Fans died, entrusting Li Guotai to their son, Fan Ronghua. Fan Ronghua treated Li Guotai like his own mother, being extremely filial, and the two lived together for many years. Later, Bao Zheng, returning from distributing grain in Chenzhou, passed through the area and discovered Li Guotai. He devised a clever plan to cause a disturbance at Anqing Palace on the fifteenth of August, reuniting Emperor Renzong and his mother. Fan Ronghua was now highly regarded. The emperor thanked him, and since he was Li Guotai's adopted son, the emperor called him "Imperial Brother," bestowed upon him the title of Duke of Anle, and built him a palace residence on Wangfu Street. Fan Ronghua was indeed a good man, but he died soon after, and his son, Fan Jihua, inherited the title. Fan Jihua, however, was quite different. Relying on his father's achievements, he acted like a prince, having absolute authority over the emperor. When the civil and military officials arrived at the gate of Anle Palace, the civil officials dismounted from their sedan chairs and walked, while the military officers dismounted and led their horses past. No loud noise was allowed in front of the gate. Whoever offended Anle Palace had the Emperor's bestowed Nine-Tailed Curved Cudgel; they could execute without warning, and there would be no leniency for death. Now, besides the Imperial Palace, this place was the most dangerous; it was no small matter! Therefore, when Jiang Ping saw this place, he was terrified! Fortunately, Zhan Zhao pulled Xu Liang back; otherwise, if everyone had entered the courtyard and started screaming, Fan Jihua's glare would have killed them all! Fourth Master asked, "Liangzi, are you sure that dark figure ran here?"
"Absolutely right! There's blood as proof; I injured his leg." "
Good, I'll go take a closer look. This matter cannot be taken lightly."
Jiang Ping led several people back, turned to the wall, lit a fan, and looked closely: indeed, there were drops of blood on the wall; it had definitely entered the courtyard. Mustering his courage, Master Jiang returned to the front gate. "Liangzi, don't be rash. Let me knock on the door."
Jiang Ping didn't dare to knock too loudly, and after a long while, footsteps finally came from inside. The man was very impatient, yawning and cursing, "Who is this in the middle of the night? Damn it, how dare you disturb my good sleep! Coming, coming!"
He opened the side gate and poked his head out. Jiang Ping saw that the man was over forty years old, with a short beard, and dressed in silk. Just by looking at him, he knew he was the head of the gatekeepers. Master Jiang clasped his hands in a fist and said with a smile, "Oh, thank you for your hard work! I'm so sorry to have disturbed your sweet dreams. I'm from Kaifeng Prefecture, my name is Jiang Ping." As
he spoke, he took out his official seal and handed it forward. But the man didn't even look at him: "Oh, Jiang Ping, what's the matter?"
"Oh, it's like this, tonight we're catching a thief, and this thief... he ran into this mansion. We've already surrounded it, but we're waiting to catch him..."
Before Jiang Ping could finish speaking, the guy yelled, "Hey, what? You surnamed Jiang, aren't you afraid of your tongue getting blown off? What kind of place is this? Who do you think you are, opening your mouth to say you're here to catch a thief, you mean to go in and search? Get out! Get out..."
After saying that, he slammed the door shut. Jiang Ping shrank back in anger: Sigh! Thinking about it, there's really nothing he can do, the other guy has a big mouth and he has a small mouth, even this dragon border pass is useless. Upon returning and discussing it, Nanxia said, "Fourth Brother, we still need to explain to him. Even if he doesn't want us to search, we have to. I'll go find him."
Zhan Zhao went over and banged on the door. After a long time, the same guy finally opened it, glaring at him and asking, "What's going on here? Are you causing trouble? If the Prince gets angry, will you even survive? Get out!"
Nanxia barely managed to suppress his anger: "Sir, we've come on official business. We are officials from Kaifeng Prefecture, authorized to apprehend thieves. We have no choice but to come to the Prince's residence. Of course, it's currently the time when the Prince is sound asleep, but the matter is special and cannot be delayed. We can only use you to convey our concerns, asking the Prince to be lenient and let us in to catch the thieves. This will also benefit Anle Palace." "
Ah? You're quite the talker. Who are you?"
"I am Zhan Zhao."
"Ah, I understand, Nan Xia Ke! Master Zhan, you're right, but it depends on the location. This is a place granted by the Emperor; how can ordinary people enter without permission? Here's what we'll do: go back and report to your Lord Bao, and get a search warrant. Otherwise, if I let you in based on what you said, I won't be able to explain myself if the Duke blames me!"
Nan Xia Ke thought it over and agreed: "Alright, in that case, let's go do it now."
After returning, Nanxia discussed the matter with Jiang Ping and Xu Liang, and they decided that Jiang Ping should immediately return to the manor to see Lord Bao. Jiang Ping rushed back to Kaifeng Prefecture, met with Lord Bao, and recounted the whole story. Lord Bao was puzzled: Could this man surnamed Fan be in cahoots with the thieves? But to catch the thieves, only through interrogation could the truth be revealed. So he immediately issued a decree, stamped with the official seal of Kaifeng Prefecture, which served as a search warrant. In the capital, the five ministries, six departments, nine ministers, four prime ministers, eight high-ranking officials, and all the mansions had to let him pass upon seeing this warrant. Jiang Ping took the decree and went to Anle Palace to bang on the door. The same man opened the door again. Jiang Ping handed him the decree: "Here you are, Lord Bao's decree!"
The man was speechless: "Alright, alright. Even so, I still need to give everyone a heads-up so they can get dressed and prepare."
The man turned and left, and it was quite a while before the gate was opened again. Inside, many lanterns were lit, illuminating the place brightly. The gatekeeper came out and said to Jiang Ping and Zhan Zhao, "Gentlemen, this is a small place, so let's be cautious to avoid any mistakes. We need to keep track of how many of you have come in. Also, the Duke is sleeping right now, so please don't make a sound when you come in."
They counted twelve people inside, and Xu Liang stayed outside to block the main gate. Jiang Ping and the Southern Hero, along with the "Seven Little Heroes" and the "Five Little Righteous Men," went in first and headed straight for the large wall. They saw bloodstains at the base of the wall, but they disappeared not far away. The group searched along the wall, circling several times, but couldn't find a trace of blood. The group wanted to search the house, but the gatekeeper objected: "No way! There are people inside. Do you think we wouldn't see a thief come in?"
Nanxia's face darkened: "What's your surname? And who are you in this mansion?"
"My surname is Li, and I'm the head steward."
"Hey, Steward Li, there's a decree from Lord Bao here. No one is allowed to stop us. You have hundreds of rooms, most of them empty. Do you know where he's hiding? Can you guarantee he's not in any of them? What if
he finds something?" "Hmm? Fine, search then. But let's make this clear: if anything is stolen, we'll settle the score later! Alright, let him search, let him search!"
So Nanxia, still angry, and Jiang Ping's group first searched fifteen gatehouses, then twenty side halls, then the Yin'an Hall in the second courtyard, and even the east and west courtyards and storerooms, but found nothing. But further in was the inner courtyard, where the Duke of Anle and his concubines slept. Upon arriving, the steward approached and blocked their way, saying, "Wait! Excuse me, everyone, this is where the Duke resides. Searching here would be going too far. We can't go here! Since there's nothing outside, the thief has probably escaped. Search elsewhere."
Jiang Ping sneered, "Not necessarily. The more inconvenient the search, the more likely a thief is to hide. Don't worry, we won't disturb the Duke. We'll just quietly look around outside. If there's nothing, we'll leave it at that."
Jiang Ping and his men insisted on searching, and the steward dared not forcefully stop them, so he followed behind. Jiang Ping and his men entered the inner courtyard, circled around several times, and even searched the garden, but still found nothing. Jiang Ping was sweating profusely with anxiety. After a brief discussion, they decided to bring in another two hundred soldiers from Kaifeng Prefecture to start searching again from the beginning. This time, the search was much more thorough. They removed the ceilings from houses with roofs; they tore open paper sheds and crawled up to look inside; and they pried open the covers of any underground tunnels or ditches to inspect them. This infuriated the head steward, who stood in the courtyard yelling and shouting, "So, you've come to move things to Anle Palace? To confiscate their property? Or to demolish their houses? Go ahead and cause trouble, we'll settle accounts later, and we'll talk if you don't find anything!"
They searched the front courtyard three times without finding anything, and then moved to the inner courtyard. However, more than two hundred people wanted to enter the inner courtyard, but the head steward refused, saying, "This... without the Duke's permission, it's absolutely impossible!"
Jiang Ping insisted on going in. Just as they were at an impasse, someone coughed and asked, "What's the commotion at the gate?"
People turned around and saw a red lantern leading the way; Anle Duke Fan Jihua was emerging from inside. Jiang Ping thought: "Oh, Anle Duke is here! I'll go talk to him and see if he'll allow the search!" How did Anle Duke Fan Jihua get here? Fearing that Jiang Ping and his men would continue searching, the steward sent someone to inform Duke Anle. Meanwhile, Fan Jihua was having a good time with Lu Suzhen and the others in the inner palace. Lu Suzhen had also brought Xiaoyu and Xiaolan over. The room was now filled with the sounds of passion. Fan Jihua was gazing into Lu Suzhen's pubic area, his face buried in her genitals. His fingers traced the labia, his palm covering Lu Suzhen's vulva, rubbing her still-unengorged clitoris, and caressing her long, white thighs. Louder moans escaped Lu Suzhen's lips as she blushed. She realized her vulva was already soaking wet from Fan Jihua's touch. A wave of pleasure washed over her, and Lu Suzhen felt a surge of desire, her heart burning brighter and brighter. Seeing that her vulva was already soaking wet, Fan Jihua parted her labia majora with his fingers, teasing Lu Suzhen's open, moist slit with his fingers while sucking on her clitoris and licking deep inside her vulva. Lu Suzhen's full breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing. She grabbed Fan Jihua's head and pressed it against her vulva, constantly swaying her slender waist and pushing her labia forward. For a moment, she even forgot that Xiaoyu and Xiaolan were beside her. Xiaoyu and Xiaolan were already unable to control themselves, their lower bodies were already wet. Xiaoyu unbuttoned and took off Xiaolan's thin, cicada-wing-like nightgown. Xiaolan's breasts were large, soft and elastic, with light pink areolas and nipples erect like purple grapes. Xiaoyu gently sucked on Xiaolan's nipples with her lips and licked them with the tip of her tongue, while circling her breasts with her hands. "Ah...ah..."
Xiaolan felt a tingling, comfortable sensation throughout her body. The tingling, numb feeling in her nipples traveled directly to her vulva, causing an unbearable itch and numbness, and her vaginal fluids flowed more and more freely. Xiaoyu slowly licked downwards with her tongue, moving from her breasts to her navel. At this moment, Xiaolan's eyes were languid, her cheeks flushed, her nose full and delicate, her breasts high and heaving, her skin fair, her buttocks full, upturned and elastic, her hands and feet slender and delicate, her figure well-proportioned and slender, and her full, raised mons pubis covered with dark pubic hair. Xiaoyu parted Xiaolan's labia, and her vaginal fluids flowed like a burst dam. Xiaoyu licked Xiaolan's clitoris with her tongue, gently licking, biting, kissing, and sucking, and Xiaolan felt incredibly comfortable. Hearing Lu Suzhen and Xiao Lan's moans, Fan Jihua became even more excited. He lifted Lu Suzhen's plump, white buttocks, bringing her entire vulva to his mouth, continuing to lick her engorged clitoris and labia, caressing her moist labia and folds of flesh. Lu Suzhen, naked, writhed and swayed like a water snake. Fan Jihua pressed his lips completely against Lu Suzhen's lotus-petal-like folds of flesh, using his tongue to part the tender flesh and then searching for the clitoris. Lu Suzhen's slender waist twisted with pleasure, her cries growing louder and louder. Seeing Lu Suzhen's naked, aroused state, he was extremely excited. Lu Suzhen's slender hands grasped Fan Jihua's thick penis and stroked it, pulling it to her sexy lips, opening her mouth to take it in, her tongue dancing on the glans. "Oh..."
Fan Jihua cried out in pleasure. Just then, someone knocked on the door: "Master...Master...Guards from Kaifeng Prefecture are here to search the mansion!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Jihua's lust vanished instantly. He feared the Kaifeng officials would find Wang Shun and his men hiding in his residence. Lu Suzhen and the others were also startled. Fan Jihua quickly dressed and got out of bed to see Jiang Ping and the others. When Jiang Ping saw Fan Jihua, he quickly straightened his clothes and stood respectfully to the side, and everyone else also stood properly. Fan Jihua, though young, possessed an air of authority, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings. His face was as still as a wooden or clay sculpture. He quietly descended the stairs and sat down in a chair. The 　　head steward approached and kowtowed, "Greetings, Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty
!" "Hmm, what's going on? Shouting in the middle of the night, what happened?" "The people from Kaifeng Prefecture have come to our palace to catch a thief. 　　" "Nonsense! How could there be a thief in my palace!" 　　"They insist the thief is in our residence." 　　"Tell them to come see me." 　　"Yes." 　　He approached Jiang Ping and Nan Xia, his eyes widening, "His Majesty wants you to come and give me an answer." 　　Jiang Ping and Nan Xia, representing the people from Kaifeng Prefecture, knelt before Fan Jihua and bowed, "Your humble servants greet Your Majesty." 　　"Hmm, you look familiar, but I can't quite place you." " 　　This humble servant is Jiang Ping." 　　"This humble servant is Zhan Xiongfei." 　　"Oh, I've heard of you. What, there's a thief in my residence?" " 　　This humble servant reports, there was indeed a thief. We chased him until he had nowhere to hide, so he jumped over the wall and entered the residence."

"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely right, there's bloodstain evidence."
"Did you search?"
"We searched as ordered by Prime Minister Bao." "
Did you catch anything?"
"No. We searched the front, but not the back. We were about to ask you for instructions."
"How dare you! Jiang Ping, this inner courtyard is a forbidden area, bestowed by the Emperor. With your status, you dare to boast and demand a search? This is outrageous! If there's a thief, he can't escape. I will search it myself. If I find any thieves, they'll be bound and sent to Kaifeng Prefecture. You don't need to trouble yourselves anymore, leave."
Jiang Ping realized he was doomed; he couldn't disobey the Emperor's orders. The Fourth Prince, with no other choice, kowtowed, stood up with the Southern Hero, waved to the crowd, and they all left Anle Palace. "Bang!" The gate slammed shut. Xu Liang quickly came over and asked, "Did you find anything?"
"No. They won't let us search the backyard."
"That bastard! What's so great about Anle Palace? I'm going to search it no matter what!"
"Child, wait, don't be stubborn. You can't fight city hall. If he complains about us to the Emperor, we won't be able to handle it."
"Can't we just let it go like this?"
"No, we must ask the Prime Minister to intervene."
Everyone agreed and swallowed their anger. Xu Liang told everyone to strengthen the defenses and surround Anle Palace in layers. Then, Jiang Ping and Nan Xia got up and returned to Kaifeng Prefecture. They told Lord Bao about it, and Lord Bao was quite troubled. It wasn't that he couldn't intervene, but he wasn't sure he could succeed. Jiang Ping and Nan Xia repeatedly assured him, "The thief is definitely inside. Fan Jihua's obstruction means something's up. What's his relationship with the thief? Why won't he let us search? He probably has something he can't say."
Lord Bao nodded and ordered a sedan chair to be prepared. The officers and guards of Kaifeng Prefecture were all ready, with lanterns held in front of them. Lord Bao arrived at Anle Palace in a sedan chair. Lord Bao alighted from the sedan chair and stood in front of the door, instructing Jiang Ping to knock. "Bang, bang, bang!"
Jiang Ping knocked on the door forcefully. "Who is it?"
The steward opened the door and saw that it was Lord Bao. His dark face was stern, and his legs were cramping slightly. "Oh, the Prime Minister has arrived! I am here to greet you." "
No need for formalities. Go inside and inform Lord Fan that Bao Zheng requests an audience."
"Yes!"
Lord Bao waited for a long time before the main door opened wide, a lamp flashed, and Fan Jihua came out to greet him personally, clasping his hands in greeting. "Hahaha! Prime Minister Bao, it is an honor to have you here. I am very grateful." Lord
Bao also clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Your Excellency, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night."
"No problem, please come in!"
Lord Bao was led into the outer study and seated according to the proper etiquette. Fan Jihua appeared rather awkward: "Prime Minister, you've come to my residence in the dead of night, surely it's about catching a thief!"
"Indeed! I just heard from Jiang Ping and Zhan Zhao that a thief has escaped to your residence. This thief is of great importance, related to who the fake Xu Liang is, and also to the bloodshed in the palace. The Emperor has issued an edict to investigate this case repeatedly. I bear a heavy responsibility and have no choice but to personally lead the team here. Although Your Highness's inner courtyard is a forbidden area, and outsiders are not allowed to enter, I don't think so. What harm would catching the thief do you? I hope Your Highness will grant permission. Do you think I must go to court to request an imperial decree?"
Fan Jihua was taken aback: "Not at all. Prime Minister, public affairs have private aspects, and private matters have their drawbacks. Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. Since you insist on searching, how dare I stop you? Very well! Search then."
Judge Bao instructed, "Jiang Ping."
"Yes!"
"Since Lord Fan has shown us leniency and given us this opportunity, then search as you see fit. However, tell everyone to be extra careful, not to damage anything, and not to frighten anyone."
"Yes!"
Judge Bao awaited his reply. The matter was too serious; what if they found nothing? Don't be fooled by Fan Jihua's words; if there wasn't any evidence against him, he could turn the tables and make things difficult for them. This time, Jiang Ping and his men searched freely, turning over every single one of the eighty-one rooms in the inner courtyard, but to no avail. Alas, Jiang Ping was sweating, and Xu Liang's nose was also sweating. What a waste of time this night! Xu Liang went outside and asked Liu Shijie, who was in charge of surveillance, "Did you see anyone come out?"
"No."
Xu Liang returned and told Jiang Ping, "We still haven't found anything. Keep searching."
They'd already searched four times. Fan Jihua was quite unhappy, his face darkening. "Lord Bao, how do you explain this? This is called 'again and again,' keeping us up all night! If I don't allow the search, it's as if I have something to say; if I allow it, this isn't how it's done. What are they doing? If there's nothing, there's nothing. Are they going to demolish the house and dig up the ground? Prime Minister, isn't this going a bit too far?" Lord
Bao was at a loss. Just then, Fang Shu'an came in: "Godfather! Godfather!"
Xu Liang asked, "What is it?"
"Godfather, I just led the search, and there's one place I find very suspicious. Come with me."
They entered the Buddhist hall, and Fang Shu'an said, "Look, besides the curtains and statues, there's only a table. I think this place is very suspicious."
Xu Liang consulted with Judge Bao, who then negotiated with Fan Jihua: "Lord Fan, did you hear that? There's only one place we haven't searched. If we search and find nothing, I'll immediately lead the search team out. What do you think?"
"Sigh! Alright. But let's be clear from the start. If we search the Buddhist hall and still find nothing, we can't just give up like this. I want to go to the Emperor hand in hand with you and submit a memorial. I'll have the Emperor send someone to investigate. You're clearly using your power to bully the weak; you don't even care about Anle Palace."
Judge Bao nodded: "Alright, if we really can't find anything, I'm willing to confess before the Emperor. Search!"
Judge Bao was going all out. Jiang Ping and his men went to the Buddhist hall and began searching. After searching for a long time, they found nothing. Jiang Ping slapped Fang Shu'an across the face. "What are you doing? We could have just cleared it, but you suspected something and insisted we hadn't searched. We searched, didn't we? There was nothing there."
This angered Lord Fan, who wanted to take Lord Bao to the Emperor's court. This is such a hassle. Tell me, where is the thief?"
"Why are you getting angry with me, Grandpa? Based on my experience, I think there's something fishy here. Don't worry, let me take another look."
Fang Shu'an went back into the Buddhist hall, looking up and down. It was a mess. There was a large table, eight feet long and four feet high, which was the altar; it hadn't been moved. Fang Shu'an pulled back the table curtain, but there was nothing there. He tried to lift the table; it was incredibly heavy, as if it were rooted to the ground, and he couldn't budge it. Xu Liang came over, grabbed the sides of the table with both hands, and with a powerful pull, "creak," he flipped the table over. Fang Shu'an bowed, "Well, look!"
Everyone gathered around and saw that the table had four thick legs, each with a copper ring underneath. They took turns pulling it up, and found a lid leading to a tunnel. "Hmm."
Xu Liang lifted the lid and saw a dark, bottomless pit, so he invited Judge Bao. Soon, Judge Bao arrived, accompanied by Fan Jihua. Xu Liang pointed, "Prime Minister, look, what's this?" Judge
Bao frowned and said, "Lord Fan, what is this place?"
Fan Jihua's face turned pale. "Prime Minister, what's so strange about this? It's a secret room down there. It's filled with... well, all rather valuable things. Well, let me put it this way, I'm a high-ranking official, so how could I not receive gifts? I was afraid of thieves, so I built this secret room, and I keep pearls, agate, diamonds, jade, and other valuables inside."
These words were incoherent and full of contradictions. Judge Bao knew immediately that something was amiss. "Search!"
Just as Fang Shu'an poked his head inside, "snap!" a dart shot out from within. He flinched, his hat falling off, and he broke out in a cold sweat. "Oh my god! Your Excellency, someone's throwing a dart!"
Judge Bao immediately ordered, "Bring Fan Jihua here."
He couldn't arrest him without solid evidence; he needed imperial approval. People knew the thief was in the cave, so they surrounded the Buddhist hall and the cave entrance. Jiang Ping stepped aside and shouted, "Hey, come out! You're cornered. There's a net outside. Put down your weapons and surrender!"
The crowd also shouted, "We've blocked the rat hole. If you don't come out, you're in big trouble!"
No matter how they shouted, no one below spoke. Fang Shu'an suggested, "There's a general store across from Kaifeng Prefecture. They got a lot of chili peppers yesterday. Let's bring them all in a big cart, smear them with oil, light them, and throw them in. Use a winch to fan the smoke in, and they'll be forced to cough it out."
So everyone actually got to work, bringing three cartloads of chili peppers, big and small bundles, sprinkling them with oil, rolling them up with firewood, and throwing them in. Fang Shu'an cranked the winch, "Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..."
The Buddhist hall was filled with smoke, making everyone cough incessantly. They couldn't stay in the Buddhist hall, so they all ran to the courtyard. Fang Shu'an was in tears, feeling that it was about time, and his guess was right. The people in the cave started covering their noses and mouths, but it was all smoke, and they couldn't breathe. They discussed that they would rather die fighting outside than be choked to death, so they charged up. "Clap, clap, clap!" First, they fired a string of hidden arrows, then threw out a few darts to clear a path, and then "whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..."
seven people emerged. They were disoriented, the people in the courtyard standing in a circle, ropes in hand, ready to catch the thief. Xu Liang spotted the third one immediately—it was the fake Xu Liang. He looked just like himself; no wonder the Emperor was suspicious. White eyebrows, a face like a purple sheep's liver, dressed in blue and black, using hidden weapons—he looked just like himself. Beside him was an old man, tears streaming down his face, like a red-eyed rat; it was none other than "Eight Steps to the Sky, Flying on Grass" Qian Wanli. There were several more behind him. Jiang Ping recognized the second one as "Purple-Faced Yama" Lu Kai, the lord of Lu Family Fortress; the others were all bandits from Zhetian Mountain in Shanxi, with "Invincible Palms Shaking the Sky" Shang Ranwei being a major bandit leader who had escaped capture. It was truly unexpected that this group of people had gathered together in Anle Palace. Judge Bao's face darkened. "Lord Fan, how do you explain this?"
"Oh dear, this… what's going on? How did this thief get into the secret room? Oh dear, my treasures…"
He spewed nonsense and rambled on. Judge Bao gave a cold laugh. "Alright, you don't need to explain anymore. You can give a detailed answer when we see the Emperor. But for now, you have to listen to me. Men, strip off his dragon crown and imperial robes. Invite Prince Fan to rest in the room."
His men removed the dragon crown and imperial robes, then pushed him into an empty room, locked him up, and locked the door. Judge Bao then ordered the arrest of all the stewards. These men dared not say anything and obediently allowed themselves to be tied up and taken to the empty room. Xu Liang picked up his golden-ringed broadsword and jumped in front of the fake Xu Liang: "Hey, you bastard, do you even know your third father?"
He gritted his teeth in hatred, his whole body trembling. The fake Xu Liang coughed for a long time, wiped away his tears, and barely opened his eyes. He looked at Xu Liang and sneered, "Heh... Xu Liang! Let me tell you the truth, Grandpa's trip to the capital wasn't in vain. Don't think that just because I didn't kill you, I didn't kill your father. I also killed three of the 'Five Great Heroes,' which finally avenged my ancestors. Even if I die at your hands today, Grandpa can close his eyes in peace. However, I'm still a little unconvinced. Xu Liang, come here and let's see who's more skilled."
When "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun saw Xu Liang in the courtyard, his eyes burned with hatred for his enemy. He gritted his teeth and his eyebrows shot up, "Xu, it's either you or me! Today, let's settle this once and for all, and fight to the death!"
"You bastard! Today, the people of Shanxi are determined to avenge my father!"
To ensure a clean and efficient fight, Xu Liang turned around and waved to Jiang Ping, Zhan Zhao, and the others. "Seniors, brothers, I don't want your help when I'm fighting."
Everyone knew Xu Liang preferred to fight alone, so they all stepped back, clearing the way. Wang Shun wasn't going to back down either. He turned and looked at Qian Wanli and the others. "Seniors, today I'm going to fight Xu Liang one-on-one. Nobody should interfere."
His men also stepped back, making the area quite spacious. "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun pulled out his fake gold-ringed broadsword, spun around, and charged at Xu Liang with a fierce glint in his eyes. Xu Liang held his breath, holding the gold-ringed broadsword, his eyes fixed on him. The two circled around, then clashed with a "whoosh." Wang Shun leaped up and swung his broadsword, a strike that seemed intent on cleaving Xu Liang in two. Xu Liang dodged to the side, pressing down on Wang Shun's blade with his golden-ringed broadsword. Wang Shun knew he was in trouble. Xu Liang's was a treasured sword; if it touched his own, it would break. He quickly drew his sword, using a hidden-head technique, and with a "whoosh," his blade aimed for Xu Liang's neck. The old man also used a neck-shrinking technique, the blade grazing his back. And so, the two clashed. Looking at their hands, Xu Liang thought, "This fake Xu Liang is really skilled. No wonder my father and his two brothers died." "Ah, this kid's techniques are all from the top three schools," Xu Liang wondered. "Who did Wang Shun learn martial arts from? Why doesn't he say?" The two fought for eighty rounds without a clear winner. Xu Liang felt Wang Shun was no pushover, only his sword wasn't as good as his. A guilty conscience needs no accuser; good will prevail over evil. Xu Liang was open and aboveboard, bringing officials to catch a thief; Wang Shun had a sense of fear, yet he could still fight for eighty rounds—that was no small feat. As Wang Shun fought, he glanced over and couldn't help but secretly admire him: "Well, it's true I hate Xu Liang, but today, in a real fight, he's stronger than me. No wonder my teacher is worried about my revenge. It seems my master was right, he had foresight. I need to study with my master for another three to five years before I can be sure of getting revenge. You can't disrespect a master. I can't linger today, I'd better finish this quickly."
He feinted an attack and shouted, "Hey! Xu Liang, you're indeed powerful. I'm no match for you. I'm not going to keep you company any longer, goodbye!"
He turned and left, with Xu Liang chasing after him with his sword. "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun switched his sword to one hand, pulled out three darts, and with a turn, the three darts came out, a move called "three darts to the door," "crack, crack, crack," aimed at Xu Liang's forehead, throat, and chest. Xu Liang saw Wang Shun's retreating stance and immediately became alert, knowing that this kid was going to throw small darts. As expected, the dart came. Xu Liang thought, "What kind of skill is it to dodge it?" He deflected the dart aimed at his forehead with the back of his broadsword; the dart aimed at his heart, he swung his left hand and slapped it away; only the dart aimed at his throat, Xu Liang neither dodged nor flinched, but opened his mouth and caught the tip of the dart. Only a master could achieve such a feat. Xu Liang swung his head, the dart spun, and whizzed towards Wang Shun. Wang Shun, seeing this, was terrified, "Oh no, I'm done for!"
At that moment, the dart arrived, striking his shoulder. Since the mouth is not as strong as the hand, the impact was only about an inch deep, causing "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun to wince in pain, and the dart fell to the ground. Fortunately, Wang Shun's dart was not poisoned. Seeing that he had hit it, Xu Liang ran over and swung his sword to strike. Wang Shun closed his eyes, "My life is over!"
In that instant, he thought: Father, Uncle, I haven't avenged myself, I'm going with you. But just then, Qian Wanli, "Eight-Step Sky-Climbing Grass-Flying," saw something was wrong and leaped over. Without even greeting Xu Liang, he swung his palm straight for the back of Xu Liang's head. Xu Liang felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, quickly shrank his neck and hid his head, dodging to the side, more than ten feet away. Qian Wanli's palm missed, thus saving Wang Shun. It was agreed beforehand that the two of them would fight one-on-one, and no one else was allowed to interfere. Actually, these thieves never keep their word. Seeing that Wang Shun was about to die, the old man shamelessly jumped up: "Xu Liang, you little brat, you're too arrogant! Come on, this old man will fight you a hundred rounds."
"Slap..."
He swung his palms, attacking relentlessly. Qian Wanli was more skilled than Wang Shun; he was a renowned swordsman, and in terms of martial arts, he was superior to Xu Liang. He wanted to disarm him bare-handed. Xu Liang had just fought Wang Shun for eighty rounds and was already exhausted. If he fought Qian Wanli again, his strength would be insufficient. Fang Shu'an in the constables was in a panic. "Oh dear, what will happen to my godfather? I have to help him."
Fang Shu'an was full of clever ideas. His mind raced, and he remembered something. He turned and ran to the side courtyard. It turned out that during the search of the Fan residence, Fang Shu'an had discovered that a large flower bed was being built in this side courtyard, with two large piles of sand on the ground, which had been sifted and were very fine. He went to the sand piles. Since he had no furniture, he filled his sleeves with sand. When both sleeves were full, he grabbed the cuffs, turned around, and ran back. Seeing that Xu Liang was still fighting Qian Wanli, he seized the opportunity and shouted, "Old man, old man, move aside, I have something to
do." Xu Liang, unaware of what was happening, thought someone was about to use a hidden weapon, so he quickly feinted and dodged to the side. Qian Wanli, also bewildered, was stunned. Then he saw Fang Shu'an fling open his sleeves, "Ah! Take this!"
"Pfft..."
Qian Wanli was getting old, and his eyesight wasn't what it used to be. He never dreamed of such a move. The "pfft" hit him in the face, filling his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears with sand. "Ouch! Pfft!"
In that moment of stunned silence, Xu Liang was right in front of him, raising his large ring-bladed sword and, with a "crack," cleaving Qian Wanli in two. Everyone laughed heartily. With Qian Wanli dead, the bandits' hearts sank. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Lu Kai, nicknamed "Purple-Faced Yama," shouted to Wang Shun, nicknamed "Purple-Faced Vajra," "Get out of here!"
They were all notorious thieves, and in this situation, they dared not risk their lives. They had to fight their way out, carving a bloody path towards the northeast. Wang Shun was formidable; despite his injury, he was like a wounded lion breaking free of its cage. No one could stop him; those he touched died, those he brushed against perished. Those nearby were slashed with knives, while those further away were met with hidden arrows, stones, or darts. They managed to clear a path and escape. Only Wang Shun and Lu Kai escaped; the rest of the thieves perished in the chaos. Seeing his enemy escape, Xu Liang turned to Jiang Ping: "Fourth Uncle, I'm leaving everything at home to you. I must chase after him, even if it means going to heaven and earth, I must catch him. Please help me."
"Liangzi, wait a minute. You can't chase alone. Let's discuss this."
Xu Liang didn't even turn his head before continuing the chase. "Purple-Faced Vajra" Wang Shun fled in panic, like a dog with its tail between its legs. "Purple-Faced Yama" Lu Kai, a master thief, was incredibly skilled with his legs; he disappeared in the blink of an eye after leaving the Fan residence, with only Xu Liang keeping up. Jiang Ping was furious and stamped his feet, but had no choice but to let him chase after them first. Jiang Ping consulted Lord Bao, ordering the immediate detention of Fan Jihua and requesting an imperial decree. The Fan residence was then ransacked. Lu Suzhen and her two female thieves escaped Kaifeng by blending in with the maids of the Wang residence and returned to the Sanqing Temple. Lord Bao reported to the Emperor, detailing Fan Jihua's crimes. Emperor Renzong investigated and confirmed the allegations, and his anger flared. He thought to himself: "Fan Jihua, Fan Jihua, although your Fan family has rendered meritorious service, you cannot rebel! You colluded with bandits, committed serious crimes, and even the murder of my beloved concubine is related to you. How can I let you off lightly?" He initially intended to issue an imperial edict to execute Fan Ronghua by slow slicing, but then reconsidered: no matter how wrong Fan Jihua was, Fan Ronghua was, after all, his mother's savior. After much deliberation, he demoted Fan Jihua to the lowest rank, confiscated his property, and exiled him to Heilongjiang, where he later died.
[The End]

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