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The first chapter, "Helplessly, the son rekindles his good marriage,

" reads: "In the morning a peasant, by evening in the emperor's court.

He abandons his wife to indulge in debauchery.

Heaven will surely punish him, leaving his corpse to rot in the wilderness.

" It is said that emperors throughout history have known the difficulty of maintaining power, and thus racked their brains to gather all the talented people in the world for their own use. Therefore, they established the imperial examinations to recruit talents, and created a recommendation system, later known as "recommendation of filial and incorruptible officials." Once recommended as a "filial and

incorruptible official," one would immediately be placed on the list of candidates for county magistrate or prefect. If the emperor were to be favored by imperial decree, one would instantly be adorned with high hats and official robes! Ordinary people, their children, harboring such hopes, would study the classics from childhood, perform acts of kindness and righteousness throughout their lives, hoping to gain a good reputation. If fate were to smile upon them, wouldn't they soon become officials, bring glory to their families, and have their names recorded in history? However, there were those who were extremely greedy for wealth and status, resorting to bribery and trickery, employing every despicable means, all for the sake of being recommended as a filial and incorruptible official. Even if their wives and daughters were defiled, they would treat it as normal, secretly thinking: "He defiled my wife and daughters, I will remain silent. When I gain power and rule, I will also defile other people's wives and daughters, wouldn't that be delightful?" Such people are truly worse

than pigs and dogs. Fortunately, Heaven has eyes, and good and evil will be rewarded accordingly. Future generations should take heed. The story told here is quite different. A stubborn boy who was devoted to building a house, not to mention his stepmother, defiled other people's wives and daughters. The defiled man's father became his filial and incorruptible official, truly unprecedented and unparalleled. Thus, this story is compiled for the world's amusement.

It is said that in the mid-Jiajing period of Emperor Shizong, the powerful minister Yan Song controlled the government, and scholars flocked to him.

Wang Laowan was fifty-two years old. Orphaned at a young age, he had worked odd jobs in his hometown of Yutao, Zhejiang Province, before joining the army in his prime. Later, he became a servant in the Yan family, currently holding the position of gatekeeper.

As the saying goes, "A prime minister's son is a seventh-rank official," and this was certainly true. To curry favor with someone like Grand Tutor Yan, one had to first give money to Laowan. Thus, although he had only been a gatekeeper for seven years, he had accumulated over fifty thousand taels of silver, a fact even he himself found unbelievable.

At midnight, his wife, Liu, couldn't sleep, fearing thieves would fall from the sky and steal their treasure. Although only forty-seven, she looked like an old woman. Wang Laowan was growing tired of her and secretly thought: "She'll be better off gone sooner or later.

" Their son, Wang Jing, was ten years old and had a weasel-like face. He served as a tutor to the grandson of Grand Tutor Yan at the Yan family's private school for four years, memorizing the Hundred Family Surnames, Confucian classics, and the Book of Poetry. He only knew a few lines, "The ospreys sing their songs, a gentleman's good match.

" A year later, his wife, Liu, suddenly fell ill with a cold and died quickly. Old Wan hastily buried her and never mentioned it again. The family's silver dwindled, and he thought to himself, "I've worked hard all my life to accumulate wealth, but my property is still small, and my expenses are low. While I can still move, why not seek some pleasure?" He originally planned to take the silver to a brothel to find a lover, but when he looked in the mirror, he saw himself old and dull, like a withered branch. Who would respect him? He could only feel disheartened and sullen.

As fate would have it, another official, Xiao San, recently died of alcoholism. His wife, Yu Niang, was thirty-eight years old. Although past her prime, she still possessed a captivating charm. Her hair was black and flowing, her face streaked with tears, and her simple dress and makeup couldn't conceal her full bosom or alluring figure. Wang Laowan had known Yu Niang before and was quite surprised. Now, seeing her alone and alluring, he felt a stirring of desire. However, he knew she was too beautiful and talented for him, so he could only sigh and suppress his lust. Occasionally, when they met on the street, he would quickly look away with his head down.

Meanwhile, since her husband's death, Yu Niang had become increasingly frugal. Why? Because Xiao San was a lifelong gambler. If he won ten taels of silver today, he would lose twelve or thirteen taels tomorrow. The couple had always been struggling to make ends meet. When Xiao San was alive, they could borrow a few taels of silver to survive, but now that was no longer possible. Before marrying Xiao San, Yu Niang was a prostitute. Although she longed to return to her profession, she was past her prime and no longer had the looks to sell. Sighing, she was filled with sorrow. Though other men pursued her, they only sought fleeting pleasure. She thought, "If there were a wealthy man now, even if he was incapable of sexual intercourse, as long as I had enough to eat, I would be willing to be with him."

Thus: Wang Jing, having amassed wealth, sought companionship.

The flirtatious woman

, destitute, worried about her meals. One day, Wang Jing was strolling when he encountered Yu Niang. He stepped in front of her, blocking her path, and lewdly said, "I've heard you used to sleep with men. Now that you've lost your husband, why don't you sleep with me for a while?" Passersby, secretly delighted, stepped aside to see how Yu Niang would react.

Yu Niang was both angry and amused. What angered her was that no one tried to stop him; they clearly wanted to see him make a fool of himself. What annoyed her was that her husband had just died, and someone was already harassing her in public; she could only imagine what would happen to him later. What was laughable was that the one who was showing off in public was a mischievous child. When Yu Niang saw his thieving eyes staring at her heaving chest, she knew that this child was no good. She angrily scolded, "You little brat, get out of the way!"

But Wang Jing was a bold man; it seemed that he was used to being unruly by relying on his power. He pulled two gleaming silver ingots from his pocket and insisted on giving them to Yu Niang, shouting righteously, "I won't sleep with you for nothing, give in to me, give in to me!"

Someone recognized him and pointed to the Yan residence, saying, "Don't underestimate him. His father is the gatekeeper of the Grand Tutor's mansion; he's never short of money. It's a pity his inner chambers are burdened with this. Whoever submits to him will be blessed."

The speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart. Yu Niang was about to lash out when she heard the words of the others and her heart skipped a beat: "Could it be that the God of Love is playing matchmaker?" She glanced at Wang Jing for a moment and said with a stern face, "Boy, this silver is probably stolen!"

Wang Jing immediately turned red-faced and shouted at the top of his lungs, "What a joke! My family has plenty; it fills several cabinets."

Yu Niang chuckled coldly and shook her head. She thought to herself, "I'll find a way to get into his house to find out if it's true or not." So she left Wang Jing and headed straight for the door. The crowd laughed and dispersed.

Seeing the ambiguous smiles on everyone's faces, Wang Jing assumed they all suspected him of stealing money. He jumped up in a panic and angrily cursed Yu Niang, "You meat seller, you damned bastard, you're the one who stole money! And you stole people too!"

Yu Niang was delighted by his foul language. Feigning extreme anger, she turned around, grabbed Wang Jing by the left ear, and rushed towards the Yan family's gate, saying fiercely, "I'm going to find your parents to settle this." Seeing that the matter had escalated, the crowd quietly dispersed.

As Wang Laowan stood guard at the gate of the Yan residence, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman leading her young son towards them. He knew then that Wang Jing must have gotten into trouble again, so he forced a smile and went to greet her. Before Yu Niang could speak, he apologized, saying, "Young lady, my son has offended you; it is truly my fault. Please release him."

Yu Niang looked up and saw a withered old man bowing sincerely. She felt a pang of regret, thinking, "I thought he was in his prime because he was so young, but he's only five. My life is so hard." She forced a smile and replied, "My lord, please don't be alarmed. It's because your son has gone too far that I've captured him."

Wang Jing, however, protested, "Father, she said I stole someone's money, that's why I accused her of stealing."

"Insolence!" Wang Laowan shouted, looking up to see that the stunning woman was Yu Niang. Seeing her almond-shaped face and voluptuous figure, he couldn't help but recall old desires: "If I could sleep with her even once in this life, even if I died immediately, it would be worth it." Lust surged within him, and in an instant, his soft member erected, hard and hot, quite unusually. He stammered, "Xiao San is my fellow disciple. What troubles you, young lady? Please speak freely."

Yu Niang, who had intended to leave, heard his words and knew the old man had wicked thoughts. She pondered, "Although he is not handsome, he is well-dressed and not a dissolute man. He is quite capable of making a living, but his money..." Yu Niang hesitated, speechless for a moment.

Seeing her silent contemplation, her delicate eyebrows gleaming with a unique charm, Wang Laowan was stunned. He felt his hard member rising uncontrollably. As the shift changed, another gatekeeper joked, "Go on! Yu Niang is single too, why don't you two get together?"

Yu Niang feigned anger and hurried away. Wang Laowan stumbled after her, but she wouldn't give up. He bowed deeply and said, "If you

don't mind, young lady, please come to my humble abode for a short while." Yu Niang remained silent, her mind racing: "Back in the day, Xiao San earned over ten taels of silver a day, but he spent it all. If I had saved some, I wouldn't be in this sorry state! Pick a big, good guy, and we'd be so happy!

Fine, I'll go and take a look. I'll test his skills when I get the chance. If he's passable, I might as well go with him! He's already fifty; once I use my deadly trick to send him to the underworld, the silver will be mine!"

Leaving aside Yu Niang's cunning and treacherous nature, Wang Jing, seeing the woman's prominent breasts, like two overturned jade bowls, mustered his courage and reached out to touch them. He couldn't grasp them; they were both soft and firm, incredibly beautiful. Wang Jing found it amusing. Seeing Yu Niang raise her hand to slap him, he quickly dodged aside, merely laughing.

Wang Laowan was greatly embarrassed, rushing forward and slapping him twice, angrily shouting, "Shameless act! This young lady is his concubine in disguise, how dare you be so presumptuous!" Wang Jing cried, "You probably took a fancy to him and wanted to touch him too, and when I got there first, you slapped me."

"Get out!" Hearing Wang Jing expose her secret, Wang Laowan flew into a rage, shoving him violently. Wang Jing fell to the ground, wailing uncontrollably. Yu Niang, too lazy to pay attention, buried her head and followed Wang Laowan away.

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