The turmoil at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Time flies, and summer and autumn passed in the blink of an eye. A cold wave swept across the country, forcing the war-torn Central Plains back to peace. In half a year, the Ming Dynasty was already a candle in the wind. Yuan Shikai's allied forces swept across most of southern China from west to east.

From Guangzhou in the south to Zhangde in the north, all fell into their hands. However, due to differences in ideology and strength, the forces led by Yuan Shikai and Li Zicheng were only superficially united. Wherever Li Zicheng went, he would plunder the gentry and landlords, confiscate their property, and force men into female servants and women into military prostitutes. Scholars and officials were not given important positions, and even a mere complaint could cost them their lives.

This behavior also backfired at the gates of Nanjing. Li Zicheng's army besieged the city for three months, suffering heavy losses but failing to capture Nanjing. Helpless, he had no choice but to bypass Nanjing and march south.

Yuan Chengzhi, who succeeded Li Zicheng in the siege, only besieged the city for three days before the Nanjing garrison surrendered. After entering the city, Yuan Chengzhi only executed some die-hard loyalists to the Ming Dynasty. Instead of looting and plundering, he organized soldiers to repair the city's defenses and maintain order, placing his trusted generals in key positions. The nobles and gentry were largely unaffected;

in fact, they gained another avenue to pledge allegiance to Yuan Chengzhi. From then on, wherever Li Zicheng went, county magistrates and gentry fought desperately, while wherever Yuan Chengzhi's army went, they surrendered without a fight.

Ultimately, the two sides parted ways. Li Zicheng's army was trapped in Guangdong and Guangxi, while Yuan Chengzhi held Nanjing, with nearly 200,000 troops surrounding Li Zicheng. There were skirmishes between them, but no open conflict. However, it was clear to anyone with discerning eyes that once the frost melted in the spring of the following year, southern China would welcome its sole master.
Meanwhile, in the north, after a series of bad news from the south, Emperor Chongzhen fell seriously ill. Sustaining on daily medicine, this man in his thirties was already showing signs of decline and was nearing death. The affairs of the court were then taken over by Empress Zhou. Under this woman, who had effectively become a sex slave to the Jurchens, the Jin and Ming dynasties formed a brotherly alliance. Huang Taiji changed the name of the

Jin dynasty to the Qing dynasty and personally led a large army to Beijing to oversee defenses. The entire area north of Henan had fallen into the clutches of the Jurchens. The nobles and high-ranking officials in Beijing suffered, instantly falling from grace to Jurchen slaves. They not only lost their power and wealth, but even the chastity of their wives and daughters could not be protected.

Under the court's supervision, a massive complex called the "Three Palaces and Six Courtyards" was built in Beijing. From the Ming dynasty's Tianqi and Chongzhen empresses to middle-aged women soliciting customers on the streets, all were crammed into this brothel. Whether Ming dynasty noblewomen, beautiful women from the grasslands, Korean maids, or women from the northern nomadic tribes,

as long as money was paid, they could all be forced under their bodies and ravaged at will. In this era of scarce entertainment, the imperial harem became the largest money pit in all of China.

Amidst the swirling snow, a fierce-looking middle-aged man arrived in the capital with a young man not yet twenty. The guards at the gate, seeing their ragged clothes, questioned them briefly before letting them into the city. Once inside, the two men stealthily slipped into a corner, disregarding the cold, took off their shoes, and pulled out a large wad of silver notes. The young man counted them excitedly and said to the middle-aged man, "Father, all the more than one million taels of silver we carried is here.

There are no pursuers from Yuan and Li here; we can find a place to rest properly." The middle-aged man nodded. "Dingguo, my son, is right. Come with me to find a place to rest for a few days, and then we'll make further plans." The
two men found a silver exchange, exchanged some loose silver, and asked passersby for directions to their lodgings. They found an inn and settled in. As night fell, the two, entering Beijing for the first time, were dazzled by the sights. The dazzling world of the capital was something they, from their impoverished rural home, had never seen before.

They bought a brocade robe, ate and drank, and strolled until they reached the vicinity of the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards. A white-bearded pimp, seeing their luxurious attire, scurried up to them with a fawning expression, his high-pitched voice filled with undisguised obsequiousness, "Oh, gentlemen, please come in, please come in. It's windy outside, please come in quickly." The two men exchanged a glance and asked curiously, "Excuse me, may I ask what this place is, and what makes it so special?"

The pimp replied, "Gentlemen, this place is called the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards, a magnificent palace complex built under the auspices of the imperial court." "The moonlit market has both beautiful women and delicacies. May I ask how you gentlemen are addressed?"

The middle-aged man laughed heartily. "I am Zhang Zhongxian, and this is my son Zhang Dingguo. We are from Guanzhong and have come to the capital to do some business. Since this place is called 'Three Palaces and Six Courtyards,' does it mean that the women selling meat here are imperial concubines? Then you must be a eunuch, right?"

The pimp remained unmoved. "Master Zhang is right. Our place is just like the palace. The lowest-ranking palace maid costs only 100 coins, a virtuous lady 500 coins, a selected maid 1 tael, a noble lady 5 taels, a talented lady 10 taels, a beauty 20 taels, a high-ranking concubine 50 taels, a lady-in-waiting 100 taels, a concubine 500 taels, a consort 1000 taels, a noble consort 3000 to 8000 taels, and the empress 10,000 taels. As long as you have money, you can enjoy the treatment of an emperor."

With that, the pimp led the two into the main hall. The main hall was resplendent with gold and jade. The room was brightly lit, and right in front of them was a high platform. On the platform, dozens of naked young women were dancing to music, their seductive poses and gestures incredibly alluring. Below, a group of poorly dressed men, displaying their ugly side, shouted and yelled
at the top of their lungs. Some men couldn't resist and pulled out a handful of copper coins to hand to a eunuch. After the eunuch counted them, they received a red ribbon in return. The man who received the ribbon immediately rushed onto the platform, tied it to a woman's body, and then dragged her down to a nearby stall to have his way with her. Without a doubt, these must be the so-called palace maids. Upon closer inspection, most of them were indeed of average appearance and quite old, only possessing full bodies and a passionate, unrestrained nature. Their nipples and labia were also dark and greasy, making them instantly uninteresting.

Zhang Xianzhong summoned a pimp and slapped a handful of silver notes into his arms. "Since we're here, this old man will enjoy the pleasures of being the emperor! Take my son and me to see the Empress!"

The pimp was overjoyed and quickly summoned a grand eunuch in a scarlet robe. The grand eunuch brought over a thin booklet, which Zhang Xianzhong and his son saw listed: Empress Xiaowu Si - Wei Zifu, 50,000 taels; Empress Wuxuan Bian - Bian Yu'er, 30,000 taels; Empress

Wende - Changsun Guanyinbi, 60,000 taels; Empress Mingde - Li Shi, 20,000 taels, and dozens of other names. Zhang Xianzhong was puzzled. Could an emperor really have dozens of empresses? "My lord, you misunderstand. This is a rank system. These women are all exceptionally beautiful, merely impersonating historical empresses. Of course, their backgrounds are somewhat accurate. For example, Empress Wei Zifu was a courtesan in a princess's household during the Han Dynasty. So this woman is also from a royal courtesan background."
Zhang Xianzhong nodded, understanding. "They're just imposters, not real empresses. What's the point? And what's on the next page?"

The eunuch chuckled. "The next page lists names like Empress Zhou of the Chongzhen Emperor and Empress Zhang of the Tianqi Emperor. These are all genuine beauties who have received court training. They are exactly like the current emperor's empresses and concubines." "If you consider her the Empress, then she is the Empress. However, the fee starts at 100,000 taels. The Empress will assess it the next day. But don't worry, it won't exceed 500,000 taels at most. But remember, you must not cause the woman disfigurement or injury. Otherwise, it won't be a matter of money."

Zhang Xianzhong slapped his forehead, counted out 200,000 taels of silver notes, and handed them to the eunuch. "Send two maids here. Take me to the Tianqi Empress's residence, and send my son to the Chongzhen Empress's residence. Tonight, my son and I will taste the joy of being the Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty." With that, two young and beautiful maids came to lead the way.

Zhang Xianzhong led the way, while Zhang Dingguo followed behind, stunned. After walking for a while, the maid in front of Zhang Dingguo stopped in front of a palace and opened the door. Zhang Dingguo looked closely and saw three large characters on the plaque: "Kunning Palace."

Zhang Xianzhong didn't stop, but walked to a nearby palace and disappeared. Zhang Dingguo hesitated for a moment before slowly stepping into Kunning Palace. The moment he entered, a crisp sound rang out as the palace gates slammed shut from the outside. Before Zhang Dingguo could even react, he heard a clear, cold female voice say, "Who dares to trespass into my palace at night?"

Zhang Dingguo trembled and immediately knelt down. "This humble subject, Zhang Dingguo, pays respects to Your Majesty the Empress! This humble subject deserves to die a thousand deaths!" A cold, clear female voice snorted. "You audacious commoner, raise your head and let me take a good look at you." Zhang Dingguo slowly raised his head, his gaze gradually sweeping upwards. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of bright yellow thin boots. These shoes were truly strange; the toes were wrapped in yellow leather, while the

instep was covered in bright yellow silk. A pair of snow-white feet were faintly visible, two ribbons binding the shoes at the ankles. The entire instep sloped upwards, revealing a half-finger-high heel. A bright yellow phoenix skirt covered her from calves to knees completely, revealing her high, full breasts, the two rounded heels stretching the bra as if it would burst.

Her snow-white neck and two red lips made one irresistibly want to kiss her. Her dignified oval face had a solemn expression, and an overwhelming sense of authority almost made Li Dingguo breathless. But why was there a hint of worldly charm in those bright eyes? Wait, Zhang Dingguo suddenly came to his senses. He was a customer of a prostitute, and the so-called empress was nothing more than a prostitute. Why should he be afraid of her? He suddenly stood up and looked down at the woman sitting on the phoenix bed.

To be fair, this woman was dignified and beautiful, her beauty unparalleled in his life. But when he thought that this woman represented the mistress of the court, he could not feel any pity. In the years of raising an army in rebellion, he was no longer a pure virgin, and the days of fleeing and running had left him with no way to release his pent-up desire. He strode forward and pulled the Empress Zhou off the bed.

Empress Zhou cried out in alarm and fell to the ground. Before she could even get up, she felt a hand grab her head as if trying to lift her up.

Empress Zhou cried out again and again, half-kneeling on the ground as Zhang Dingguo moved. The young man said, word by word, "Listen up, you dog woman! I am Zhang Dingguo, the adopted son of Zhang Xianzhong, the King of the Great Western Kingdom!" Upon hearing this, Empress Zhou cried out in panic, "Help! A traitor has broken into the palace!" Zhang Dingguo quickly unbuckled his belt, took out his penis, and inserted it directly into Empress Zhou's mouth.

Her cries immediately turned into low moans. Zhang Dingguo used one hand to press Empress Zhou's head against his crotch. He turned around and stared intently at the door. After about a minute, seeing that no one had come in, he slowly released Empress Zhou's head. As his hand left, Empress Zhou's head left his crotch, and he felt his penis quickly sliding out of a warm, moist passage.

He then saw that Empress Zhou's eyes rolled back violently, saliva spilling freely from her mouth, occasionally dripping onto her phoenix robe. A thin, glistening thread connected her slightly protruding tongue to Zhang Dingguo's dark, engorged penis. She was
about to faint. Zhang Dingguo quickly controlled his strength and punched Empress Zhou in the right breast. Empress Zhou, pampered for years and though trained by the Jurchens, rarely suffered such a blow, and she quickly regained consciousness. Zhang Dingguo didn't give her time to react, grabbing her neck and saying, "This capital has been captured by us, you are now my prisoner. Understand?" Empress Zhou, pale with fright, nodded hurriedly. Zhang Dingguo
laughed, released her, and moved a chair over to sit down. Looking around, he noticed some fruits, snacks, and drinks on a table, so he picked up the wine pot and poured two cups of wine. He drank one himself, and gave the other to Empress Zhou to hold in her mouth.

Then he took off his trousers, shoes, and socks, leaned back in his chair, and said, "Your Majesty, please use wine and clothes to wash my feet clean, and then use wine and your mouth to clean the filth from my penis." Empress Zhou had no choice but to put the wine pot and cups on the ground.

She poured several cups of wine, took them into her mouth, and sprayed them onto Zhang Dingguo's feet. Zhang Dingguo's expression changed, and he kicked Empress Zhou in the groin. Empress Zhou screamed in pain, her hands frantically reaching down to touch and rub her genitals. "You slut, who told you to spit it out? You should hold your toes in your mouth and lick the soles of your feet clean, understand?" Empress Zhou sobbed softly twice, obediently holding her toes in her mouth and licking them. After washing them clean, she used her bra to dry them for him. After she finished, she rinsed her mouth, but Zhang Dingguo forced her to swallow it.

Zhang Dingguo nodded in satisfaction, stroked his penis a couple of times, and stood up. Empress Zhou knelt on the ground, gently taking Zhang Dingguo's glans into her mouth. She felt the cool wine enveloping her sensitive vulva, making her shiver. Then a warm, delicate tongue pressed against her, and finally, her two red lips completely engulfed the shaft. The thick, long penis plunged into her throat.

Li Dingguo, suppressing his pleasure, withdrew his penis. Empress Zhou coughed a few times, looking at Zhang Dingguo with a mixture of fear and disgust. Zhang Dingguo grabbed Empress Zhou's hair, wrapping it around his penis, repeatedly wiping it as if with a towel. After finishing this, he grabbed Empress Zhou's skirt and ripped it open with a sharp tear. Her moist, thick pubic hair was exposed to the air.

Zhang Dingguo lowered his head, parting her glossy, dark brown labia, revealing the bright red flesh, a lewd scent filling his nostrils. He inserted three fingers into her vagina, quickly finding the sensitive clitoris. After only a few strokes, his hands were soaked with the flowing love juice.

Empress Zhou kept her eyes tightly closed, letting out low moans. Zhang Dingguo, seeing that the foreplay was complete, withdrew his hands and lifted the limp female body. A long, hard, black spear plunged straight into the Empress's womb.
The Empress let out a long, soft gasp, skillfully wrapping her legs around the young man's waist. Their lower bodies were tightly intertwined. With each vigorous thrust of Zhang Dingguo, the Empress's full, snowy buttocks bounced up and down in the air. The sounds of their intercourse, the man's heavy breathing, and the woman's plaintive moans echoed throughout the empty palace.
One black, one white; one youthful, one mature—their bodies left traces of battle on the bed, the dining table, and the seats. One was the Empress of the Ming Dynasty, the other a peasant rebel. Two people of opposing stances and vastly different social statuses found themselves intertwined in this place, exploring the meaning of life. The womb that had once nurtured princes and princesses was now repeatedly subjected to the bullets of a lowly commoner.

The young calf seemed to possess boundless energy, sowing seeds repeatedly on this fertile ground. Empress Zhou fainted and awoke, repeatedly brought to the climax of desire, her eyes red from crying, her voice hoarse from screaming. Finally, Zhang Dingguo, suckling at the Empress's nipple, fell asleep in her arms.

The next day, amidst the birdsong, Empress Zhou slowly opened her eyes. Having been tormented all night, she gazed at the face of the person nestled against her like a child. Only then did she realize with astonishment that this wicked man who had fucked her to the point of near death was actually just a young boy, barely out of his teens. Thinking about it carefully, he should be only a few years older than her own child. Yet, his body was covered in scars, his hands and feet rough. The

usually gentle Empress Zhou couldn't help but feel maternal instincts awaken. She tightly embraced this child. Zhang Dingguo was also awakened by Empress Zhou's actions. Still half-asleep, he was clearly not fully awake. He pushed aside the alluring body of the beautiful woman and sat on the bed

, lost in thought. Suddenly, he heard someone ask, "Who are you?" He jolted awake and stammered, "I am a wealthy merchant from Guanzhong, who came to the capital with my father to do business." Empress Zhou smiled upon hearing this.

"Do merchants also have calloused hands and be covered in wounds?" Zhang Dingguo was immediately embarrassed, but still retorted defiantly, "You prostitute, what do you care who I am? Anyway, I've spent all my money on you, so I'm your patron."

Empress Zhou's face hardened. "How dare you! You dare not answer my question? Do you want to be charged with a grave offense of disrespect?" Zhang Dingguo curled his lip disdainfully. "You, a prostitute, really think you're the Empress? Even if you are the Empress, I'm not afraid. I don't change my name or surname; I am Zhang Dingguo of the Great Western Army!"

With that, Zhang Dingguo got up and jumped to the ground. He turned his head, looking around for his trousers, when his gaze inadvertently fell upon the beautiful woman sprawled on the bed. Sunlight streaming through the paper window shone on her warm, delicate body, revealing bruises and welts on her jade-like form. The foul-smelling semen from her genitals had congealed into clumps, and the area around her pubic area was a mess. His penis instantly became erect and began to rise.

This made him feel extremely ashamed. He hastily pulled on his pants and looked away. "Well, I drank a bit too much last night, and my head wasn't quite clear. I was a little rough, sister, please don't blame me." Empress Zhou laughed, "You little rascal, you have a sweet tongue. I'm almost thirty, old enough to be your mother. You shouldn't be much older than my eldest son."

Zhang Dingguo asked in surprise, "What! You're already that old? I thought you were only twenty-four or twenty-five, and you even have a child. Then why are you still selling your body?" "What a lowly profession!" He paused, then continued, "So it seems you, my son, are truly unfilial, unable to support your mother, instead forcing her to engage in prostitution. You are utterly unfit to be a son!" Empress Zhou said bitterly, "My son, you know nothing of this. I was forced into this brothel by the Jurchens. Alas,

the state is in such a state, the great edifice is about to collapse. What can I, a mere woman, do?" As she spoke, Empress Zhou began to sob. Zhang Dingguo asked incredulously, "Are you truly the Empress?" Empress Zhou only wept, remaining silent for a long time before finally nodding. Zhang Dingguo was struck dumb, speechless for a long time, muttering, "Absurd, truly absurd." Empress Zhou

then recounted the current state of the dynasty to Zhang Dingguo. Only then did Zhang Dingguo understand the reason for all this. He said with grief and indignation, "The dynasty has fallen, the emperor and empress have been humiliated—how is this different from the Jingkang Incident? Though the Ming Dynasty is corrupt, it is still our Han land. We raised an army simply to survive. But from this day forward, my purpose will be to restore the orthodox Chinese civilization and prevent the calamity of the sinking of the land from ever happening again. I, Zhang Dingguo, swear that I will dedicate my life to driving out the barbarians and restoring China!"

Empress Zhou, upon hearing this, was also moved to tears, choking back sobs as she said, "Good, good, this is a true Chinese man. It is rare to find such a heart." The two embraced and wept. Afterwards, under Empress Zhou's care, Zhang Dingguo slowly revealed his origins. Empress Zhou listened with great pity. Zhang Dingguo also felt the long-lost maternal love in Empress Zhou, and the two finally recognized each other as mother and son.

Zhang Dingguo became Empress Zhou's adopted son. It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that someone outside said, "Young Master Zhang, it will be over in half an hour." Empress Zhou and Zhang Dingguo stopped talking. Looking at his adoptive mother's naked body, Zhang Dingguo felt a pang of guilt

and embarrassment. "Please forgive me, Mother. I have done something utterly despicable. I deserve to be torn to pieces." Unexpectedly, Empress Zhou embraced him. "It's alright, my son. Your mother is very happy and joyful. You don't need to blame yourself. For such a filial child, your mother has no way to repay you but with this cheap body."
With that, Empress Zhou knelt before Zhang Dingguo, pulled down his trousers, and took the young man's penis in her hand, playing with it. Her eyes were full of seductive allure. Zhang Dingguo, also aroused, pressed down on his newly recognized adoptive mother's head and inserted his long penis into her fiery red lips.

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