【Under the Great Tomorrow】(Chapter 1-3)

Author: hui329
Published: 2016/7/24 First published
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Word count: 10201
Chapter 1 What Night Is Tonight?
Xuanfu is located north of Yinshan Mountain and south of Yanghe River. It is a place of beautiful mountains and rivers and outstanding people. It has
always been known as the "First Prefecture West of Beijing". Since ancient times, it has been a place where troops have been galloping. Throughout the dynasties, northern tribes have entered from the south through Xuanfu, which has led to frequent wars and
constant flames of war. Now it is the place where the General of Xuanfu is stationed in the nine border towns of the Ming Dynasty, and can be called the "First Important Town in the Northern Frontier".
After the Hongzhi era, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke of Mongolia gradually unified the northern deserts and even launched military raids on the borders.
Villages and fortresses inside and outside the Great Wall suffered repeated ravages of war. However, the old and young men in Xuanfu City did not care about these things. Even amidst war, people still need to eat, right?
Besides, the current Holy Emperor is on the throne, and the court is full of righteous people
. Even if the Tatar prince occasionally launches a military campaign to enter the pass, the Tumu Fortress during the Zhengtong era was a time of fierce fighting and danger. Under the leadership of Lords Luo and Yang, even the Tatar Grand Tutor Esen could not conquer Xuanfu.
What could this Dayan Khan possibly do to us? But if you don't care about national affairs, other things will always come to
bother you. For example, right now, the waiter at the "Taibai Tower" restaurant in the city is looking at a gentleman in a private room on the second floor who is so worried that he is about
to cry.
"Second Master, please have pity on me! I have several family members relying on me," the waiter
said with a worried expression. "Master Ding has already declared that any restaurant that sells your wine will be shut down. Without
Ding's 'Liu Ling Zui,' the restaurant's business will plummet, and the manager will definitely kill me."
"I know, I know. Finish this pot and leave. Now you stay over there," a
boy of about ten years old replied impatiently.
"Don't worry, Second Master, I won't nag anymore," the waiter bowed and scraped,
stepping aside to wipe the cold sweat from his brow. He thought to himself, "One pot after another, this little devil has finally relented." Actually, the young man before him wasn't exactly
a wealthy or powerful figure, but he was well-connected, and the idle men of the city's military quarters listened to him.
He was also a stubborn and unruly fellow; if he angered him, there was no guarantee he wouldn't be constantly arguing and litigating with a bunch of hooligans, making business impossible
. As for Master Ding, although he was upright and kept his promises, he was ultimately soft-hearted and easy to talk to. Besides, Master Ding
wasn't seeing anything now, was he? The waiter glanced smugly at the young man's retreating figure as he silently drank, then frowned again.
"What exactly is this kid's constant 'showing off'?"
The young man tilted his head back and downed his drink, tears welling in his eyes. "What kind of world is this? I studied for
sixteen years, endured countless exams, finally graduated from university, and then, during my vacation, I went to visit the Great Wall, only to be struck
dead by lightning! What the hell did I do to deserve this? Even if my pose in the photos was a bit pretentious (one finger to the sky, one finger to the ground),
and my lines were a bit arrogant (I am the only one who matters), and I even stole Buddha's..." "What a joke! All these gods and Buddhas
are so petty! Not only was I struck by lightning, but I was also transmigrated!"
Looking at his current attire, he thought, "Not bad. Heaven didn't go too far. Although the unlucky guy who was transmigrated
wasn't from a wealthy or powerful family, he was still from a well-off one. The Ding family's winery was famous beyond the
Great Wall for its "Liu Ling Zui" wine, and it was a well-known brand in the city. He only had one older brother, who was more than ten years older than him. He usually acted like a father to his
younger brother, giving him advice and never mistreating him.
But the good days ended last year when his eldest sister-in-law entered the family. Every day she established rules and enforced family laws,
tormenting Ding's second son to no end. He spent his days idly fooling around with the sons of military families. The other day, drunk, he insisted on trying to ride
a large blue donkey from the horse and mule market. The stubborn animal threw him off,
and he crashed headfirst into the hitching post. The impact was severe; he lost most of his senses and immediately fainted. In a daze, he was taken away
and only just recovered when a vagrant brought him home. Upon waking, he was still somewhat dazed and confused, not recognizing anyone.
This terrified the eldest son of the Ding family, who quickly consulted a doctor to confirm he was alright before finally relaxing. Looking at his good-for-nothing
brother, the eldest son was furious and personally carried out a family discipline, whipping the boy for two days before
he could get out of bed. He was also given a "no-drinking order," with the threat that if he dared to act recklessly again, his legs would be broken. It wasn't until today, when
the eldest son went out on business, that he managed to sneak out to drown his sorrows in alcohol.
"Sigh—!" With a long sigh, Ding Shou, now known as Ding Erlang, shook his head. Thinking of his parents'
worry and lamenting his solitary existence in the Ming Dynasty, not even a pillar of the family, his life so
tragically cut short, the second son felt deeply saddened. He could only summarize his fate in five words: "Pretentious and struck by
lightning!"
He downed the remaining wine in the pot and staggered downstairs.
"Brother, please have mercy! This old man is very thirsty. I just need a cup of water or wine to soothe my throat .
Brother, you are so kind and compassionate, and may you have many children and grandchildren." An old beggar, dressed in tattered clothes and whose age was unknown, sat in
front of the Taibai Tower, pestering the waiter who had just persuaded Ding Shou to leave, tears streaming down his face.
"I can't afford to support a house full of children and grandchildren," the waiter said irritably. "You old beggar, you're so unreasonable
. There are so many beggars in the city these days, there's not enough compassion to go around. I only gave you some food because you're old, and now
you're greedily asking for wine. Get out of here, or I'll force you."
Ding Shou happened to see this scene as he walked to the front of the hall. In his previous life, he was definitely not a kind-hearted gentleman overflowing with sympathy
. Thanks to the information explosion, he always viewed such dark aspects of society as "using begging to cheat."
But today, this gentleman was feeling quite sad, and seeing this beggar so distressed over wine, he felt
a sense of kinship with him.
"Waiter, bring me a jar of Liu Ling Zui. Give it to him, put it on my tab." Ding Shou threw down these words and walked out of the shop
. Strolling home,
Ding
Shou discovered that, just as the waiter had said, there were many more beggars on the streets. Roasted chickens and
cooked dogs, extortion and forced begging were rampant. It was only because this was a border town that things hadn't reached the point of chaos.
The closer he got to home, the more Ding Shou looked at the setting sun, feeling a sense of trepidation. "What night is this? Where can I
find refuge?" he wondered.
"If you have nowhere to go, why don't you follow this old man?"
Ding Shou looked up and saw the old beggar, who had been begging for wine, standing beside him, grinning.
"Do you expect me to beg for food like you want?" Taking advantage of him and acting all innocent, Ding Shou said irritably.
"Begging isn't so bad. If you don't want to beg, that's fine with me. This old man has traveled far and wide, drinking countless cups of wine.
Today, your Ding family's wine is the best I've ever tasted. And you're a kind young man who has satisfied my craving for alcohol, so I'll make an exception and take you on
as a disciple of the Beggar Clan, teaching you martial arts. Wouldn't that be wonderful for roaming the martial world?"
Ding Shou stared at the old beggar as if he'd seen a ghost. "Beggar Clan? What martial arts? The Dog-Beating Staff Technique or the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?"
Before he could finish speaking, the old beggar suddenly appeared before him, grabbing Ding Shou's wrist. "I've
misjudged you today. Who are you? Who's ordering you around?"
"Let go! Let go!" Ding Shou felt a piercing pain shooting through his wrist and cried out.
"Hmm?" The old beggar sensed that Ding Shou had no internal energy. After releasing his grip, he asked in confusion, "You're not
a member of the martial arts world?"
"You're the one who's part of the martial arts world! Your whole family is part of the martial arts world!" Ding Shou shouted, rubbing his wrist.
"Then how do you know about the Beggars' Sect's signature martial arts?"
"An old swindler named Jin Yong told me," Ding Shou replied casually, then paused, thinking, "Could this
be a martial arts world? Tian Long Ba Bu or Legend of the Condor Heroes?"
"An old swindler named Jin Yong?" The old beggar pondered. He had never heard of this person among the famous figures in the martial arts world.
Perhaps he was just a nobody. It seemed that the older he got in the martial arts world, the more timid he became. This kid not only had no martial arts foundation
, but if he really had ulterior motives, he wouldn't be so open about it. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "How about it, kid? You've tasted the power, haven't you
? Do you want to learn this old man's skill? As long as you offer him three jars of Ding family liquor every day, I, this old man, will teach you my signature Hun Tian
Gong."
"Hmph, in the end, it's all about the wine. Even I, the young master, don't have
the aura to command the obeisance of heroes from all directions," Ding Shou pondered, looking down. "Learning a martial art to protect myself would be good, but I wonder if I
can endure the hardships of martial arts training. Judging from this old guy's shabby appearance when he's addicted to alcohol, he's not some peerless hero. 'Hun Tian Gong' sounds
like some kind of street vendor selling miracle cures. Three jars of Liu Ling Zui a day, even my entire monthly allowance wouldn't be enough.
If I took it from the family workshop, I'd probably get beaten so badly I'd be bedridden for the rest of my life. Besides, although the Ding family isn't living in luxury, we
're still quite well-off, which is definitely a good standard of living in the Ming Dynasty. If I can endure a few more years and separate from the eldest son to start my own
household, I can definitely live a carefree life, just eating and waiting to die—oh, isn't being content with one's lot a man's temperament?"
So he looked up and decisively stated his decision.
"I won't learn!"
"I won't learn, kid. Think it through. My Beggars' Sect is the number one sect in the world. Uh, if you think it's too much wine
, just give me two jars a day. Once you join, I'll make you a three-bag, oh no, a four-bag disciple." "
You know, we're the group with the most beggars, right? No matter how many tattered bags you have, you're still a beggar."
"Young man, how about a jar of wine a day? Imagine wandering the martial world, living a life of chivalry and revenge, drinking from large bowls, and eating large chunks
of meat..."
The old beggar, unaware of the change in his address, glanced up and happened to see several beggars stewing dog meat in the alley. He
immediately changed his tune, saying, "Upholding justice, helping the weak and punishing the strong..."
His gaze followed Ding Shou's pointing to two beggars at the end of the long street who were extorting money from passersby. His old face flushed red,
and he couldn't bear to continue. Suddenly, he leaped into the air, landing right next to the two beggars on the street. He slapped each of them
four times, then howled in a hoarse voice, "You two bastards, making this old man lose face! Which
branch are you from?" As he spoke, he grabbed the two beggars as if they were chicks, and leaped into the air again. In one leap
, he disappeared, leaving behind a chorus of screams from the passersby.
"Damn, is this what lightness skill is? It doesn't seem like a hoax," Ding Shou muttered to himself. "Did I lose out
?"
Chapter Two: An Old Friend
Returns The Ding residence was located in the south of the city, with three courtyards. Ding Shou felt that the smell of alcohol on his body had mostly dissipated, and he was about to call for
the door when he suddenly heard the sound of galloping hooves. He turned around and saw a rider approaching like a red cloud. As the rider drew nearer, he
pulled on the reins, the horse let out a long neigh, reared up, and came to a sudden stop. Only then did Ding Shou have time to see the visitor clearly.
He saw a beautiful young woman sitting on a chestnut horse. Her face was like a crescent moon, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her eyes were like pools of water, and her lips were like cherries
. Her red outfit made her skin look like solidified cream. Ding Shou was stunned.
"May I ask, young master, is this the Ding He residence?" the girl asked with a smile.
"………………" Ding Shou's mind was in a mess. The person before him was otherworldly, like a fairy from a painting. In both his lives,
he had never seen such a stunning beauty.
"Young master, young master?" After asking several times without success, the other party just stared at him blankly. The girl couldn't help but get annoyed
. "Is he an idiot?"
"Oh, oh, please come, young lady." Fortunately, his brain wasn't completely broken. Ding Shou reacted in time. "I am
Ding Shou. Ding He is my elder brother. This is my humble abode. May I ask who you are, young lady…?"
"Ha, finally found you. Oh, young brother, you are very kind. I am Liu Feiyan. I am an old friend of your brother. Please introduce
me." Upon hearing this, the girl smiled broadly, dismounted, and quickly came to Ding Shou.
In the main hall of the Ding residence, the eldest son, Ding He, was slamming his fist on the table. "What's going on? He's only been well for a few days and he's already run away again! What are all
these people in the manor good for? They can't even keep an eye on one person!"
Ding's wife, barely twenty years old, was also getting angry. "You know your own brother, he's never one
to stay still. It's all because you've spoiled him all these years. If he really wanted to run away, who among the servants would dare to stop him?"
Ding's wife, whose given name was Li Yuexian, was the daughter of Li, a scholar from Datong Prefecture. One day, her family was traveling when they encountered bandits.
Thanks to Ding He, who happened to be passing by, they were rescued and saved. Grateful, Li promised her this marriage. Li Yuexian
was unwilling to marry a merchant, but out of respect for her father, she had no choice but to obey. Ding He was older than her and had many wives, but he treated her
with great affection and never spoke ill of her.
Upon hearing this, Ding He took a deep breath and exhaled before speaking slowly, "I don't blame you, but
if his impulsive nature isn't curbed, he might cause trouble in the future. How can I face my deceased father then?"
At this moment, Ding He's attendant, Wang Liu, came to report, "Master, Second Master has returned, and he's brought a young lady with him."
Before he finished speaking, a red figure flashed into the hall. "Senior Brother, I've finally found you! I've missed
you so much over the years!" Liu Feiyan appeared in front of Ding He and said.
"Junior Sister, what brings you here? Is Master well?" Ding He was taken aback at first, then smiled.
"Father is doing well. It's been five years since we last met, and you never thought of coming back to see me. It took a lot of effort for Father
to finally agree to let me come and see you this time," Liu Feiyan said coquettishly. Then, remembering something, she took out a letter from her bosom and handed it
to Ding He. "Father asked me to bring this to you." After saying that, she naturally took Ding He's left arm with both hands.
"Hehe, you've traveled a long way from Diancang Mountain to Xuanfu, you must be exhausted." Ding He affectionately brushed
the dust off Liu Feiyan's clothes, but suddenly sensed something was off about the atmosphere in the room. He turned around and saw his wife's pretty face pale with anger,
her maid Xiao Tao glaring at him with her mistress, Wang Liu's mouth agape
, and his brothers glancing at him with complicated expressions. Looking down at his left arm, which was being held and shaken, he gave an awkward
smile and pulled his arm away, saying to everyone, "This is my junior sister from when I was learning martial arts at Diancang, named Liu Feiyan." He then
said to Liu Feiyan, "This is my younger brother Ding Shou, and this is your sister-in-law, my wife, Li Shi."
"What!? You're married? What am I going to do now that you're married?" Liu Feiyan's voice was already trembling with tears.
"Hmph," Li Yuexian could no longer hold back, slamming her hand on the table and standing up. "Xiao Tao, come back to the room with me." She turned and walked into
the inner courtyard.
"Sigh, Madam... Junior Sister, what are you doing—" Ding He sighed, "It was just a joke back then,
why take it so seriously?"
"I don't care, you said you'd marry me when I grew up, and now I'm seventeen, but you're getting married first, you've wronged me."
Liu Feiyan's tears streamed down her face as she sobbed.
"Ahem," seeing the situation getting out of control, Ding Shou suppressed his jealousy, "Wang Liu, take Miss Liu to the guest room
to rest." He then turned to Feiyan and said, "Miss, please rest first, let me find out what happened, and if—" He glanced at
his elder brother, "If it's true that my brother has wronged you, the Ding family will definitely give you an explanation."
Wang Liu also chimed in, finally managing to coax the young lady into the guest room, and the two brothers looked at each other in silence.
"Brother, they've already come to our door, you wouldn't really abandon me after starting something, would you?" Ding Shou asked, sitting casually in his chair
with his legs crossed.
Faced with his brother's teasing, the old man lost his usual uprightness. "Sigh! It's a long story," Ding He sighed
.
To put it simply, it wasn't a case of starting something and then abandoning it. As a child, Ding He was sent by his deceased grandfather to study
martial arts under Liu Suifeng, the leader of the Diancang Sect. Liu Suifeng lost his wife in his prime,
leaving behind a lively daughter named Feiyan, whom his fellow disciples adored. However, she only liked to cling to the older senior brother. Then came the
farcical situation of children playing house. A seven-year-old girl wanted to imitate a bride from a family down the mountain, and a twenty-year-old boy teased her
, promising to marry her when she grew up. By the time Ding He graduated at twenty-five, he had completely forgotten his joke
, but the seven-year-old girl remembered it for ten years, leading to today's scene of two women vying for one man.
"Brother, a promise made for ten years... that's deep affection," Ding Shou said sourly.
"Nonsense! I'm thirteen years older than her. We only have brotherly affection, not romantic love," Ding He said.
Ding Shou trusted his elder brother's character. Besides, Liu Feiyan was just a young girl back then. If she had any
evil intentions, Ding He would be considered a beast. He stood up, dusted off his clothes, and
said, "Brother, please comfort your sister-in-law first. I'll see how Miss Liu is settled." He then walked towards the guest room.
As he reached the guest room, the door creaked open, and a plump and beautiful woman emerged. It was Wang Liu's wife
, Qian Niang. "Greetings, Second Master," Qian Niang said with a curtsy.
"How is Miss Liu?"
"She's alright, just sitting alone and hasn't eaten."
"I understand. You may leave now." Ding Shou watched Qian Niang's departing figure, her slender waist and full hips swaying gracefully.
He secretly swallowed, thinking how lucky Wang Liu was to have such a woman.
"Miss Liu, my name is Ding Shou. I have something to discuss with you."
Ding Shou knocked on the door, but received no response. He then pushed the door open and entered. He saw Liu Feiyan sitting blankly at the table,
her food untouched, her eyes red and swollen, clearly having just cried again.
"Miss Liu, I've already spoken with my brother. It was indeed just a joke to make you happy back then. Now, my brother
and sister-in-law are deeply in love, and there's a matchmaker's arrangement. Moreover, my sister-in-law is gentle, kind, frugal, and manages the household well; she's a rare and virtuous wife.
I can't possibly ask my brother to abandon her and remarry, can I?" As Ding Shou spoke, he unconsciously rubbed
his knees, which were still sore from being forced to kneel in the ancestral hall the day before. He cursed inwardly, "What kind of world is this, forcing me to say such a heartless thing? I hope I won't be struck by lightning again."
"A joke? What joke made me wait for ten years?" Liu Feiyan choked out.
"Um, well, young lady, you're blinded by your obsession. Have you ever considered whether you're truly so devoted to my brother?" Ding Shou said.
"I..." Liu Feiyan looked up, about to refute.
"Wait, listen to me. My brother told me that you lost your mother at a young age, and Senior Liu has never married. I imagine you
took on the role of a mother
to me when I was young, and you must have felt his deep affection." "That's right, my father has always doted on me since I was a child." A glint appeared in Liu Feiyan's eyes as she recalled
the many joyful times she shared with her father, chasing butterflies on Cangshan Mountain and watching fish on Erhai Lake.
"I heard that your father took over the Diancang Sect when you were seven. As the head of a sect, Senior Liu, you must be either
engrossed in martial arts or have many other duties." "
Of course. The Diancang Sect is one of the nine major sects, renowned throughout the south. My father, with his 'Returning Wind Dance Willow Sword
,' has defeated countless martial arts masters. Of course, he must be diligent in his studies, rain or shine." Mentioning the Diancang Sect, Liu
Feiyan's tone became proud again.
"At that time, my elder brother temporarily took over your father's responsibilities, teaching you literature and martial arts, keeping you company day and night."
"My eldest brother has always been good to me," Liu Feiyan said, fiddling with the hem of her clothes.
"Has the young lady ever considered that your feelings for my brother are merely a transference of affection because your father can no longer be with you for long,
not romantic love?"
"Transfer of affection? Is that really so?" Liu Feiyan murmured. "I treat my eldest brother like a father, so I'm so
dependent on him... no, that's impossible." Shaking her head, Liu Feiyan's voice held a hint of confusion. She recalled how, in her childhood, her father
was obsessed with martial arts and sect affairs. No matter how much she cried and fussed, she couldn't bring back the father who used to dote on her. At most,
her eldest brother would accompany her, and he would be completely obedient to her, just like her father had been. Back then, she felt...
A wish to stay by her senior brother's side forever, yet fearing he might also leave her, she pleaded and begged
him to marry her
. Considering everything that had happened, could it be that her long-held desires and obsessions were merely a form of "transference of affection," as the young man before her claimed? "
Ah, young lady, please think carefully about whether this is true. If you have the time, I would be happy to accompany you on a tour
. The scenery of the North is far superior to that of the South." Ding Shou felt he had rescued a young girl with an Oedipus complex and
gained another chance for himself, and couldn't help but feel smug. "If you remain devoted, I am willing to repay my debt on your behalf."
Upon hearing this, Liu Feiyan's eyebrows shot up. "How dare you treat me so lightly? Do you think I am a fickle woman?"
Ding Shou felt like slapping himself and quickly imitated a theatrical line, "Oh dear, I was rude. Please
forgive me, Miss. You can hit me or scold me, but please just smile."
Liu Feiyan finally burst out laughing. "You and my senior brother are nothing alike. I really don't know how you
came to be."
Ding Shou touched his nose. "To be honest, I also want to know. I guess we can only ask God."
Chapter 3 Wine as a Matchmaker for Lust
No one knows what method Ding He used, but the inner quarters were completely quiet. Li Yuexian also
addressed Miss Liu as a sister. Ding Shou usually accompanied Liu Feiyan to enjoy the scenery of the frontier, which was quite leisurely. Ding Shou
tried his best to serve her carefully, which made Liu Feiyan smile and her goodwill gradually increase.
One day, Ding Shou was strolling alone on the street when he suddenly heard someone calling from behind. Turning around, he saw a
pale-faced soldier in his early twenties, wearing a mandarin duck-patterned jacket and carrying a military saber at his waist. He looked travel
-worn. Ding Shou remembered that this man's surname was Jiang, he was the third son, and he was from a military household in Xuanfu. He was currently serving as a sentry officer in the border army. The two were close friends,
and Jiang San was one of the few confidants among Ding Shou's cronies.
Jiang San approached and put a hand on Ding Shou's shoulder. "Brother, you've been garrisoning Zhenwei Fort for the past few months and
only returned today. I heard you were injured a month ago. Are you alright now?"
"Thank you for your concern, Third Brother. It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. Today, brother, I'm hosting a banquet at Taibai Tower to
welcome you back."
"Haha, brother, you're so generous. But you can't treat me to the wine. It should be me who treats you to some wine to calm your nerves."
"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony. May I trouble you sometime?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang San became a little awkward, rubbing his hands together as he said, "Those scoundrels at Zhenwei Fort are too ruthless. They show no
mercy whatsoever. My brother's entire salary this month went into their pockets, leaving no spare money for a banquet.
How about we try out some home-cooked meals at your sister-in-law's house tonight?"
Ding Shou smiled knowingly, "Sure, sure, I'll come to visit at Shenshi (3-5 PM)."
The sister-in-law Jiang San mentioned was indeed a widow in the city. The woman, named Yu Nu, had been Jiang San's childhood sweetheart. Unfortunately, her
family disliked the Jiang family, being military households, and couldn't afford a dowry. They married her off to a man surnamed Cai. However, this man was unlucky; he couldn't
resist the allure of a beautiful woman and died suddenly within a year. Yu Nu's reputation as a jinx spread, and no one wanted to marry her anymore
. She lived comfortably on the meager property left by her deceased husband. Jiang San, still unable to afford a wife, perhaps still couldn't forget his past love, and
the two began a casual affair. Now, they were deeply in love.
Before Shenshi (3-5 PM), Ding Shou left his house, first selecting several boxes of rouge and face powder, then buying ten catties of pork.
He found a house in Tonggu Lane, gently knocked on the door, and soon heard someone come out to answer the door. The door opened, revealing
a beautiful woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with affectionate eyes. A silver hairpin held up her long black hair. She wore a light blue
cross-collar short jacket and a pomegranate red pleated long skirt, with a corner of a red shoe peeking out from the hem. She exuded an indescribable charm.
Ding Shou bowed and said, "I am an unwelcome guest, and I apologize for disturbing you, brother and sister-in-law. I hope you will not take offense."
"Such a handsome young man has come to disturb us. Who could bear to blame him?" Yu Nu stepped aside to let Ding Shou in, and closed
the door, saying, "Your brother was just wondering when you would come. Don't bump your head and lose your way."
"Third brother has been stationed at the fort for several months. I'm afraid his mouth is too bland. Please, sister-in-law, use your skillful hands to prepare a treat for us. I
have also selected some face powder for you. Please don't find it offensive."
"Oh, so much face powder must have cost a lot. I am already old and faded. Why would you waste money like this, young man?"
Yu Nu said happily.
"It's nothing much, but the powder is too cheap and might obscure your beauty, sister-in-law."
Yu Nu pointed her index finger at Ding Shou's forehead and spat, "You've become more talkative since you hit your head. If you ask me,
this head should have been hit a long time ago."
"Women shouldn't talk nonsense. Brother, please don't be offended. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Jiang San walked out from the main hall and said.
Ding Shou bowed respectfully, and the two then set out a feast. Yu Nu gradually brought out the dishes, and the two raised their cups and drank
. Soon, Yu Nu joined them at the table. Jiang San said that guarding the fortress was desolate and lonely, while Yu Nu said that
it was truly difficult for a widow to face gossip and trouble in public. Ding Shou, a man of many talents, talked at length about everything under the sun, leaving Jiang San speechless and amused by Yu Nu's
charming laughter. As the wine flowed and their faces flushed, all three removed their outer garments. Yu Nu removed
her pleated skirt, revealing lotus-colored silk trousers underneath, and took off her short jacket, changing into a light-colored outer garment, which was left unfastened. Underneath, she wore only a pink bodice, which accentuated her snow-
white skin. As she rose to offer wine and serve food, a deep cleavage was revealed at her chest. Ding Shou stared at that mound, his eyes wide with admiration.
Noticing Ding Shou's gaze, Yu Nu waved her chopsticks in front of his eyes and scolded, "Young master, what are you looking at
?"
This made Jiang San laugh heartily, while Ding Shou lowered his head, embarrassed and silent.
Jiang San pulled Yu Nu into his arms, his hands roaming over her body. He said, "Brother, you
're fifteen now, still a virgin. What a pity! The pleasures of women are indescribable. Not to mention your elder sister-in-law's
beauty, just look at Qian Niang from Wang Liu's family. That figure...tsk tsk, it's like you could squeeze water out of it! Her skin
is as tender as a peeled scallion...ouch!"
Yu Nu pinched Jiang San's waist and scolded, "You heartless bastard! What have I ever done to wrong you? You're always
looking for something better, aren't you going to corrupt your young master? "
Jiang San begged for mercy, and Ding Shou helped to persuade him, and he finally stopped.
"Brother, sister-in-law, I should go back now. My brother forbade me from drinking. The workshop is opening today, and
I only dared to come out because I was late. If I don't go back soon, I'm afraid people will notice my alcohol fumes."
"No rush, have a few more drinks. If you get drunk, rest here for a while and let the alcohol dissipate before going home."
Despite repeated persuasion, Ding Shou couldn't refuse and began drinking. Eventually, he succumbed to the alcohol and collapsed at the table.
"Your alcohol tolerance is really too low; you're no match for me," Jiang San chuckled foolishly.
"Unlike you, who only knows how to drink and fight all day long, with a thieving spirit, aren't you afraid of harming the young master's health?" Yu Nu
complained, first finding a garment to drape over Ding Shou, then taking a flask of wine from the cabinet, saying, "You kept pestering me
to go home, so I haven't dared to take this flask out yet. It would be a waste if the effects of the medicine wore off."
"Don't worry, my darling, I'll definitely satisfy you this time." Jiang San took the wine pot, drank most of it in one gulp
, then embraced Yu Nu and kept kissing and touching her. Soon Yu Nu was panting heavily, "You thieving man, you're so good, I'm
so hot..."
Jiang San was also ready to pounce, he picked Yu Nu up by the waist, walked into the bedroom and threw her directly onto the bed. Before
she could complain, he had already pulled off her silk pants and untied her bodice. Looking at Yu Nu's white flesh, round shoulders and firm breasts, slender waist and plump hips, and
the dark hair between her legs, he was incredibly aroused. He immediately stripped off his own clothes as well, put his penis against her vulva
, and in a few strokes, he had penetrated her to the hilt and began to thrust vigorously. Yu Nu had been deprived of sex for a long time, and she was constantly wet
. She squeezed Jiang San's waist and hips tightly with her legs, crossed her jade feet behind his buttocks, tightly wrapping her body around Jiang San, wishing she could just
meld him into herself.
"You thieving man, harder, yes, just like that... I want more..."
Jiang San hadn't tasted meat in a long time, so this time he just buried himself in his work, his penis thrusting in and out deeply, each time reaching the very end, then
withdrawing to the glans before thrusting in again with great force, relentlessly fucking her five or six hundred times, his forehead already beaded with sweat. He stood up slightly,
hugged her jade legs, and rubbed her full breasts with both hands. The jade slave's lower body was unbearably itchy, and she was being touched so much that she was panting and
unable to speak, her vulva dripping with lustful fluid. It flowed out, soaking Jiang San's thighs. After another thousand or two thrusts,
Jiang San felt waves of pleasure in his lower body, almost unbearable. He released her legs, hugged Yu Nu tightly, and thrust rapidly. Yu Nu felt
the object inside her hard as iron, and suddenly swelled up, knowing she was about to ejaculate. She raised her plump buttocks and kept thrusting in and out. Jiang San
shouted loudly and released Yu Nu's semen, filling her vagina with it. He then fell asleep. Yu Nu also felt heavy on her body and was too lazy to get up. She
soon drifted off to sleep.
Ding Shou awoke at the third watch of the night. Looking up, he saw neither of them and felt parched.
He quickly finished the remaining half-full pot of wine on the main table, thinking to himself that he should return immediately and arrive home before his brother. He got up to bid them farewell.
Entering the room, he saw two pale bodies intertwined on the bed. Jiang San lay naked on his back, already snoring softly
. Yu Nu lay face down on Jiang San's chest, like a sleeping begonia. Her breasts were not fully visible due to her prone position,
but their fullness was evident from the half-fullness pressed against Jiang San's firm chest. Her waist was slender, widening sharply at her hips
, creating two mounds of snow. One jade-like hand still gripped the limp, lifeless penis between her legs. A slight
smile occasionally appeared on her lips. As if a pleasant dream were entering her mind, Ding Shou felt his mouth was even drier than when he had just woken up. He walked to the bedside and slowly reached out, pulling
up the brocade quilt at the foot of the bed to cover the two of them. In the end, he couldn't resist and took the opportunity to give her buttocks a hard rub. He
felt the soft, smooth texture, which stirred his heart and soul. He wanted to touch her again, but dared not. He could only shake his head to dispel the wicked thought and hurriedly
returned home.
Upon arriving home, Ding Shou found that Ding He had not yet returned. Ding Shou began to feel unwell, his lower abdomen burning as if
on fire, his manhood erect and sharp as a sword, and his mouth dry. It turned out that Jiang San was a heavy drinker, and every
time he returned from his military service, he would get very drunk, making him unable to have sex. Yu Nu,
who was used to this, would seize the moment when she was in love, and would not allow him to sober up the next day. Therefore, on the day of his return, she prepared a pot of Sanbian wine with some aphrodisiacs in it
. Ding Shou, unaware of this, had just drunk the remaining wine. Now, he was burning with thirst and was looking for water everywhere.
When he passed by the side room of the south wing, he suddenly heard the sound of water coming from inside. He went to the door and saw a beautiful spring scene inside through the crack
.
Inside the room was a bathtub about half a person's height. Qianniang was sitting in the tub, bathing. Because of the tub's walls, only
her two snow-white arms could be seen. In the steam, they were as smooth and firm as peeled eggs. It seemed that Qianniang had
finished bathing and was drying herself with a cloth. As she raised her right arm, a snow-white jade rabbit suddenly jumped. After drying her upper body,
she stood up from the tub, her full breasts and buttocks fully exposed. She raised one jade leg, intending to step out of the tub. Her jade door was directly facing the door.
Ding Shou, who was outside, suddenly had his pupils shrink. He saw a patch of lush, secluded grass covering a mound-like hill, with a few drops of
water about to drip from the edge of the grass. The door was wide open, and bees were flying everywhere... Ding Shou felt a great fire
burning inside him, and he could no longer bear it. He kicked open the door and pounced on Qianniang.
"Second Master, you..." Qianniang was startled upon seeing him and instinctively tried to dodge, but she slipped on the puddles and
fell to the ground, where Ding Shou pounced on her and pinned her down.
Ding Shou buried his head in Qianniang's ample breasts and kissed them, holding her tightly with one hand while tearing open his belt with the other, revealing
his penis, and thrusting it into Qianniang's lower body without any warning.
"Ouch!" Qianniang cried out softly. Ding Shou and his brother were both virgins, and had never truly experienced ecstasy. His penis, though newly
explored, had not yet entered. Qianniang's vulva twitched as the hot, hard object struck her, causing her to tremble involuntarily.
She cried out repeatedly, "Second Master... Second Master, please... spare me..." Forgetting her shame, she reached down and grasped
the object, trying to get it away from her vulva, but was startled by the heat in her hand. "She's only fourteen, how can it be so
huge? It must be six or seven inches long. Even my husband is not as big."
Just as she was surprised, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling it above her head. Ding Shou lifted both of Qianniang's hands above her head
, pressing one hand firmly down while the other hand grabbed one of her breasts and kneaded it, then sucked on the other breast. Zhu sucked hard,
her lower body swaying and thrusting, her penis exploring the entrance in the thick pubic hair. Qianniang had no choice but to squeeze her
firm thighs together, preventing the penis from penetrating deeper. Ding Shou felt his penis being squeezed by the slippery flesh
, the glans rubbing against the thick hair, causing a tingling sensation, and even a few strands entered the urethral opening. Although it didn't reach the ground, it
still relieved his desire. He kept thrusting his hips, but women are inherently weak, and soon Qianniang's strength waned. Her legs loosened, and
her crotch was already wet from the friction of the hard object. Just as she was about to give up, Ding Shou shouted, and a thick stream of semen
gushed out, soaking Qianniang's thighs and lower abdomen. The room gradually quieted down, with only Ding Shou's panting and Qianniang's
sobbing.
"Second Master, you..." Ding Shou turned around and saw Wang Liu staring at them in disbelief at the door.
A wave of panic washed over him. He jumped up, grabbed his trousers, and rushed out. Just as he stepped outside, he bumped into Ding He, who was passing by. Ding Shou
dared not speak, and silently ran back to his room in the west wing. He could hear a commotion coming from the south wing.
"I told you you'd spoil him like this, he'd cause trouble sooner or later. How old is he to do something like this?" His sister-in-law's incessant
chatter continued.
"Miss, don't get angry over such a person, lest you harm your health." This was Xiao Tao, his sister-in-law's personal maid. It turned out
she had never been looked down upon by the servants.
"Wang Liu, quickly persuade Qian Niang. Don't worry, you and your husband, we'll give you an explanation this time."
How would her elder brother deal with her this time?
"That lecherous scoundrel, doing such a despicable thing! We really...we really misjudged him!" Liu Feiyan's voice was mixed
in with the commotion.
Ding Shou was horrified upon hearing this. This little girl was uncontrollable. What if she really killed him when her elder brother wasn't paying attention?
He dared not stay at home any longer. He took the money he had saved up and fled the house under cover of night, without even taking many clothes with him.

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