The Past of Zhang Qing from Water Margin

Anyone who has read *Water Margin* will have one question: why did Hu Sanniang surrender to Liangshan?
The enmity between Liangshan and Hu Sanniang runs deep. They not only killed her fiancé but also
slaughtered the entire Hu family, both men and women. Father murder, family extermination! With such irreconcilable hatred, how could Hu Sanniang
surrender to Liangshan without resistance and marry Wang Ying, a short man with poor martial arts skills and appearance? Was it merely due to
circumstances?
Of course not. There is a huge secret behind it. The author, Shi Nai'an, was constrained by feudal etiquette
and could not reveal it, which has caused confusion and bewilderment among countless readers for centuries. As for the details,
let me explain from the beginning: The ancestors of the Hu family were originally notorious bandits who amassed wealth through robbery and robbery, and later built
the Hu Family Manor. For centuries, the Hu Family Manor was renowned among the bandits, a powerful and influential family. Hu Sanniang's father,
Hu Ting, was the third master of this manor. Hu Ting was frail and sickly from childhood, and thus devoted himself
to alchemy and medicine making, resulting in his martial arts skills being rather mediocre despite his martial arts family background. However, he was
cunning and scheming, and with the powerful allies of the Zhu and Li families, his influence in the bandit world was immense.
Another major reason for the Hu family's enduring prestige was his two capable children.
Hu Ting had three children: his eldest son, Hu Cheng, was brave and skilled in battle, a natural-born general; his second son died young
; and his youngest daughter, clever and adorable, was Hu Ting's favorite. Because she was the third child, she was called Sanniang (Third
Sister). She had received instruction from a mysterious figure in her youth, mastering archery, swordsmanship, horsemanship, and footwork, surpassing even her elder brother in martial arts. She
was widely renowned in the bandit world and nicknamed "One-Zhang-Qing" (One-Zhang Green). However, a devastating tragedy befell her.
It was an evening in late autumn. While most ordinary households had long since closed their doors
and windows in the biting wind, the Hu family manor was brightly lit and bustling with activity. Today was not only the coming-of-age ceremony for the third young lady of the Hu family, but also her engagement
day. A few days earlier, Master Zhu, the head of the Zhu family manor, had personally visited the Hu family to propose marriage for his youngest son, Zhu Biao, and the Hu family
had readily agreed. This news spread, and not only did relatives from both families and nearby gentry come to offer their congratulations, but even local
officials and figures from the underworld also made appointments to attend. The Zhu and Hu families were already powerful local
clans, and this marriage alliance would further enhance their prestige. Who wouldn't want to take this opportunity to curry favor with these two powerful local forces, both formidable and influential
? Therefore, the Hu family had been hosting banquets for five days, and today, coinciding with the birthday of the third young lady,
the Hu family manor was overflowing with guests. Since the engagement was arranged, Hu Sanniang, the protagonist of the story, had seemed somewhat absent-minded.
Hu Ting had noticed his daughter's unusual behavior early on, but his inquiries had yielded no results. Seeing that it was getting late
, Hu Ting said to Hu Sanniang, "Sanniang, you've been tired these past few days. If you're not feeling well, go and rest."
Hu Sanniang nodded and said, "Yes, Father." Then she stood up, picked up a cup of wine, and said to everyone present, "Uncles and elders,
thank you all for coming to celebrate Sanniang's birthday, but Sanniang is truly unwell and must take her leave now .
Please forgive any inconvenience." She then drank the wine in one gulp and left the hall amidst applause
.
Once in the courtyard, away from the noise of the hall, Hu Sanniang's heart was far from calm. Nightmarish memories
resurfaced because of the engagement, disrupting her joyful mood like a monster. "That matter! Sigh, that
matter!"
Soon, Hu Sanniang returned to her boudoir. After dismissing the servants and maids, she went upstairs alone and
leaned against the bed, trying to sort out her chaotic thoughts. She sat there for a long time, when three clappers sounded outside the window, startling her into realizing that it
was past midnight. Hu Sanniang casually pulled back the covers, intending to lie down, when suddenly a faint, sweet fragrance wafted to her nose. Before she could
react, she unconsciously collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
She didn't know how much time had passed before Hu Sanniang awoke from her unconsciousness, only to find herself tied to a cross-shaped
wooden stake. Fortunately, her clothes were undamaged, and she felt no unusual sensations in her body. It seemed that although she had been
drugged and kidnapped, things hadn't reached their worst point. Calming herself, Hu Sanniang looked around carefully
. It was just an ordinary basement, with no windows except for a large iron door connecting it
to the outside world, indicating that it wasn't a separate, enclosed space. Every five steps along the wall, there was a candle. On the left side of the room
, a variety of ordinary but numerous instruments of torture were piled up, including whips and ropes; on the right side,
a large water trough large enough to hold a person stood. In the center of the room
was a large table, about three zhang long and one and a half zhang wide. Upon seeing the arrangement of the room, Hu Sanniang's
body trembled involuntarily, her pretty face turning as white as paper. Everything before her eyes had countless times
become nightmares, preventing her from forgetting that unbearable memory. For a moment, Hu Sanniang's mind went blank, and
the events of two years ago resurfaced.
That year, Hu Sanniang was only 18 years old, but she had already been fighting in the bandit world for a year, earning the
well-known nickname "One-Zhang Green." Just over ten li east of Hu Family Village was a mountain stronghold called Jingtian Village, whose two leaders, Wang Lang and
Wang Bei, were both ruthless and vicious. Although Jingtian Village was near Hu Family Village, it refused to submit to its jurisdiction and had repeatedly robbed
the goods escorted by the Hu family. Therefore, Hu Sanniang volunteered to attack Jingtian Village. She originally thought that this
small village with only a hundred or so people could be taken without any effort. However, she did not expect that a moment of carelessness would lead to an ambush
, resulting in heavy casualties among her three hundred personal guards. She herself was also captured after being wounded.
Wang Lang looked at the beautiful girl with a grin and lifted her lovely face with his hand: "I have long heard of
the great name of the third young lady of the Hu family. Seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary." Hu Sanniang shook her head fiercely: "You dog, if you have the guts, kill
me!"
"Don't worry, how could I bear to kill you?" Wang Lang laughed loudly. "Men, take her away."
In the dungeon, Hu Sanniang was tied in a spread-eagle position and fixed to the large table in the middle. Wang Lang placed his hand on Hu Sanniang's
full breasts and ripped her clothes open with force, revealing her large breasts.
"You scoundrel, how dare you! My brother will definitely kill you!"
With a loud slap, Wang Lang struck Hu Sanniang across the face. "You little bitch, you dare scare me? Today I'll
show you what a powerful grandfather is!" He then vigorously kneaded her proud breasts, which instantly turned snow-white...
Several red, swollen finger marks appeared on her skin. Hu Sanniang's eyes were slightly red, but she kept her lips tightly shut, refusing to utter another sound.
Seeing the infamous "One-Zhang-Qing" so helpless, Wang Lang revealed a cruel smile. Just as he was about to make his move
, a voice, indistinctly male or female, stopped him: "Brother, wait a moment." Wang
Bei, dressed as a scholar, approached. "What's the point of playing like this? She won't say a word."
"Then it's up to you!" Wang Lang chuckled sinisterly.
Wang Bei ignored Wang Lang and walked straight to Hu Sanniang. "Miss Hu, would you be interested in making a bet with me? A bet
on whether you'll beg me to play with you."
"Pah, don't even think about it."
"Is that so? You won't be so stubborn in a moment," Wang Bei said, stroking Hu Sanniang's cheek with his hand. "You
'll beg me." Hu Sanniang turned her face away in disgust.
"Women are masterpieces of nature, especially beauties like you shouldn't let clothes conceal
the beauty bestowed upon you by heaven." With that, Wang Bei's hand moved, and clothes fluttered down like butterflies, leaving Hu Sanniang
completely naked in an instant. Wang Bei's index finger pierced through the dark forest, stopping before the narrow crevice of flesh, its tip
gently tracing patterns before suddenly plunging into the Peach Blossom Cave. The tight opening gripped his finger tightly, and when it had penetrated just
one knuckle, Wang Bei paused, then laughed, "I didn't expect you to be a virgin. Brother, you've got a good deal!"
He then took out seven silver needles and inserted them into Hu Sanniang's body, forcing her to swallow a red pill.
In a short while, Hu Sanniang felt a surge of heat spreading from her dantian throughout her body; even the gentle breeze on her skin
felt indescribable. "What have you done?!"
"Don't be afraid, just some little tools to help you recognize yourself." Wang Bei said, sucking on her two milky-white
nipples.
Hu Sanniang was both ashamed and angry: "You dog, no!"
"Miss Hu, look, your nipples are hard and you still say no? You reacted so quickly, you really have
the potential to be a prostitute," he said, pinching her nipples. A strange pleasure came over Hu Sanniang and she couldn't help but scream.
"So beautiful. I always thought Yizhangqing was so amazing, but today it seems she's just a slutty whore
. You didn't defeat your enemies with your moans, did you?"
"No!"
"No what? Take a look at this first." Wang Bei pressed his right hand against the Peach Blossom Cave and held it in
front of Hu Sanniang's eyes. Her hand was covered in vaginal fluid. It turned out that Wang Bei had just used the Seven Soul-Destroying Needles, a
method of stimulating human senses through needles, which could make a person's senses several times more sensitive. After such a transformation, Hu Sanniang
's body was already unable to resist arousal. "See that? This is the real you, a
slut who leaks vaginal fluid at the sight of a man. Honestly, I'm surprised you're still a virgin. Were all your previous men only
interested in your asshole?"
"You're lying! That's not true, no!" "
Who's lying? Only facts can prove it. Come on, taste yourself." Wang Bei shoved
his right hand, dripping with vaginal fluid, into Hu Sanniang's mouth. A scream rang out, and Wang Bei jumped up, his right hand trembling: "You filthy bitch
, how dare you bite me!" He ran to the side, grabbed a rattan cane, and lashed it across Hu Sanniang's slightly raised mons pubis.
With Hu Sanniang's scream, clear fluid splattered. In the dim light, Wang Bei's expression was slightly ferocious.
He lashed her more than a dozen times until Hu Sanniang could no longer endure it. While a rattan cane doesn't injure bones, it's extremely painful
, especially with the Soul-Destroying Needle amplifying the pain tenfold, making it no less excruciating than broken tendons and shattered bones
. Although Hu Sanniang was highly skilled in martial arts, she had been pampered since childhood
and had never experienced such pain and beatings. She could no longer bear it and tears streamed down her face. Wang Bei snorted coldly, bending down to
run his hand over the whip marks: "Do you know, your mouth is only fit to lick men's dicks. Biting comes at a price!"
Looking at the woman who only wept, Wang Bei coldly said, "Now will you beg me?"
Although Hu Sanniang's eyes were filled with terror, she refused to utter a word. Wang Bei didn't say much more, but simply reached out and broke the ropes binding her hands and feet.
As soon as she was free, Hu Sanniang tried to stand up, but her limbs were weak and powerless; she
didn't even have the strength to sit and collapsed back onto the table. Wang Bei sneered, picked her up, and threw her into the water trough on the right. The cold water
seemed to restore some strength to Hu Sanniang, but a surge of heat immediately rushed through her body, not only forcing back the cold but also making her body
feel feverish. Sensing something was amiss, Hu Sanniang scrambled out of the trough. Looking at
the disheveled woman before him, Wang Bei smiled smugly. He was originally a lecherous thief, captured by his victim and subjected to castration,
before finally seeking refuge with his elder brother, Wang Lang. The pills he fed Hu Sanniang were his secret aphrodisiac called "Yin Dan," a potent yang
drug wrapped within a potent yin one. It took an hour for the effects to take hold; to expedite the effect
, the person taking the drug had to engage in vigorous exercise followed by a cold water rinse to enhance its power. This drug was extremely
potent; those who took it felt burning hot all over, their minds clear but their bodies controlled by lust, unable to extricate themselves. Whether male or female, if they didn't immediately
engage in sexual intercourse, they would suffer excruciating pain. Wang Bei had used this drug to ruin the chastity of countless young women.
Hu Sanniang felt as if her blood was boiling. She pressed her naked body against the cold ground and
writhed, hoping to calm the burning sensation in her body. She raised her head blankly, instinctively seeking the scent of a man.
When she saw Wang Bei, she lunged at him without hesitation: "Give it to me."
"Give it to you? Give it to you what?"
"I..."
Wang Bei grabbed Hu Sanniang's hair and pulled her in front of him: "Say what you want clearly, and I'll give it to
you."
Hu Sanniang cried out in pain: "I want your... penis."
"As expected of the eldest daughter of the Hu family, you speak so elegantly," Wang Bei sneered, "Speak more vulgarly,
I don't understand!"
Hearing the words "Hu family," Hu Sanniang's body trembled slightly, but under the influence of the drug, she immediately blushed and said:
"I want your... your big cock, I want your big cock!"
A twisted look appeared on Wang Bei's face. He lifted Hu Sanniang and slammed her hard at Wang Lang's feet: "Brother, this
little bitch is yours now." As he spoke, he walked out, "Pass down the order, today is a great victory, the whole village is united..."
"In Qing, a line of men waited outside the dungeon for those who wanted to solicit prostitutes."
For Hu Sanniang, it was a hellish night. One man after another rode on her
until she fainted. When she awoke, two days later, the entire
Jingtian Village had been reduced to ashes. News of her defeat had reached them, and Hu Cheng had led all the troops of the Hu family manor to her rescue
. Although they won a great victory, they couldn't find their sister because all the enemy soldiers were dead. In a fit of rage, Hu Cheng ordered
the Jingtian Village burned to the ground and hung 98 corpses on the mountain path. Out of spite, Hu Sanniang sought
refuge in the stronghold for several days to heal her wounds before returning to the Hu family. She lied, claiming she had narrowly escaped the defeat but was too badly injured to return quickly.
The Hu father and son believed her without question. However, now not only was her nightmare repeating itself, but she was also bound again
. Would history repeat itself?
The large iron gate creaked open, and a man wearing a ghostly mask walked in. Who could he be?
Weren't all the people of Jingtian Village dead? Why would someone bring her back to this dungeon? Who was he?!

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