The Record of the Heroes and Martyrs of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter One: Springtime in Dadu The

August sun painted the land of Youyan with a rich, golden hue, a vibrant tapestry of red and white, exceptionally enchanting. A gentle autumn breeze carried the sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms.

Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor, stretched and sat up on his dragon-and-phoenix embroidered couch. Beside him lay two beautiful women, still breathing evenly, languidly asleep. He yawned, a smug smile spreading across his face, lost in blissful memories…

This was his first night in the Yuan palace. His northern expeditionary army had swept through Qihua Gate the previous day, capturing Dadu. The Yuan emperor, Tughon Temür

, and his family had fled in disarray to the north, ending nearly a century of Yuan rule. Within the Forbidden City, shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" resounded. The avenues were lined with kneeling people from Yan (Hebei) and surrendered Yuan officials welcoming the Emperor Zhu and his army. Among the welcoming crowd, some burned incense and worshipped, while others wept until they collapsed to the ground. The atmosphere, filled with the sentiment of "the remnants of the people weep in the dust of the barbarian lands, yearning for the royal army again for another year," deeply moved him, bringing tears to his eyes.

So many days and nights of bitter winds and rain, so many soldiers who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives—a century of subjugation, a single day of reconquest! The Ming Empire had finally been born, bursting forth like a red sun, standing tall in the East!

Upon entering the Yuan Palace, he was immediately astonished by its magnificence and grandeur: towering halls, resplendent in gold and jade, filled with rare treasures. Even more astonishing were the three thousand beauties of the harem, the concubines and maids lined up for him to choose from. Some were plump, some slender, all graceful and elegant, dazzling his eyes and captivating his heart. He only knew that the south was famous for its beautiful women, but he never imagined that the lands of Yan and Zhao also had so many beauties! After much deliberation, he finally selected two voluptuous palace maids with exceptionally alluring and seductive appearances. The head eunuch of the Yuan Palace, who was attending him, praised his discerning eye with a smile. During their time together, they were indeed exquisitely skilled, leaving him utterly captivated and exhausted.

A warm breath and the fragrance of perfume interrupted Zhu Yuanzhang's reverie. The older maid, Cuiyu, naked, nestled into his arms like a cat.

"Your Majesty, why are you up so early?" Cuiyu asked, her large, bright eyes sparkling, as she kissed the emperor's long, horse-faced face.

Zhu Yuanzhang gazed lovingly at the voluptuous body that had given him such ecstasy the previous night, and couldn't resist reaching out to touch the plump, tender breasts, stroking them as he teased, "I am the emperor, busy with countless affairs of state, how can I sleep in like you?"

"Your Majesty is busy with countless affairs of state, but this servant only desires to eat one chicken at night." In the midst of the banter, Cuiyu's hand had already grasped his large penis, gently teasing the enormous glans.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang was ugly, he was born with extraordinary endowments, possessing a donkey-like physique. When it was dangling, it was as thick as an iron pestle; when erect, it was as thick as a child's arm.

Years ago, when he was a novice monk at the "Huangjue Temple," he had made a pact with the other young monks: whoever had the biggest penis would no longer have to do any chores and could command others at will. He won the contest, and from then on, he no longer chopped wood, carried water, or cooked, enjoying a life of leisure. When he returned to secular life, the old abbot told him, "Judging from your broad earlobes, wide forehead, long face, and large penis, you are destined for good fortune. You should take good care of yourself."

Cuiyu's skillful teasing of the glans quickly aroused Zhu Yuanzhang's lust. He felt his blood surging and his heart itching unbearably. He rolled over and straddled Cuiyu's soft breasts, saying, "Little girl, this is not your kind of 'chicken.' If you want to eat chicken, I will grant it to you. Open your little mouth and take it!" With that, he forcefully shoved the head of his enormous penis into Cuiyu's cherry lips.

Caught off guard by the insertion of such a large object into her mouth, Cuiyu almost suffocated to the point of fainting. Her face flushed crimson, and she could only utter muffled sounds.

Zhu Yuanzhang then used Cuiyu's small mouth as a vulva, thrusting in and out. The moist warmth of her mouth seeped from his glans all the way to his heart, and the gentle rubbing of her pearly teeth against the ridges of his penis intoxicated him.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but Cuiyu's mouth continued its relentless thrusting into the Emperor's member. Her cheeks ached, and her lips and tongue grew numb, yet the Emperor remained unsatisfied, showing no sign of gratification. She longed to push him away and catch her breath, but the Emperor was still unsatisfied; how could she refuse him and spoil his enjoyment? Angering the Emperor

might be considered "treason," and thinking of this, she shuddered, closing her eyes and silently enduring the pain. Cuiyu had teased the Emperor earlier, hoping to please him and gain his favor. But she never expected him to abandon the "proper path," using her mouth as a tool for his lust, and with such a massive member, her mouth and tongue ached, yet she dared not utter a sound.

Seeing Cuiyu's furrowed brows and unbearable pain, Zhu Yuanzhang's passion intensified. He was proud of his "unyielding prowess" and captivated by the pitiful state of his prey, suffering such humiliation.

The shaking of the bed curtains woke Bilian, who was still fast asleep. Young and a heavy sleeper, she was exhausted from her lovemaking with the Emperor the previous night. She had been completely unaware of the Emperor and Cuiyu's passionate encounter beside her. If Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't been so vigorous, shaking the embroidered bed, she wouldn't have been awakened.

Opening her eyes, she was shocked to see Cuiyu with a large, throbbing penis stuffed in her mouth, her face flushed, her cheeks bulging, swallowing and spitting out the contents, clearly suffering terribly. The Emperor, full of vigor, straddled Cuiyu's head, thrusting his hips incessantly. His thick, dark pubic hair clung to her cheeks and below her mouth, making her look like a beautiful woman with Zhang Fei's beard.

"Your Majesty is so valiant, aren't you afraid of taking Cuiyu's life?" Bilian wanted to help Cuiyu out of her predicament.

"Who told her to stroke my dragon beard? She couldn't even coax out my dragon saliva!" Zhu Yuanzhang, still burning with lust, was unwilling to give up.

Seeing this, Bilian had a sudden inspiration. She remembered the "rear-door technique" that had made countless amorous warriors surrender, even the licentious Hu Yuan wolf king, who had practiced the "Joyful Breathing Technique" of the Western Regions, couldn't resist. She thought and acted, inserting a jade-like finger into Zhu Yuanzhang's anus, while gently massaging his perineum with her other hand.

"Oh dear, you shameless little wench!" Zhu Yuanzhang's rear was suddenly attacked, a burning, tingling sensation from his intestines to his glans that he had never experienced before. Although Zhu Yuanzhang had been toyed with in the rears of many women, his own anus had never been violated. None of his seventy-two concubines in his three palaces and six courtyards possessed such skill, and he secretly admired the exquisite bedroom arts of the beauties of the North.

Seeing that the Emperor was showing signs of weakness, Bilian pulled out her jade finger, parted his buttocks, and bent down to insert her fragrant tongue into his anus. She used the tip of her tongue to rotate, rub, suck, and lick, even sucking the tender flesh inside the anus until it was slightly turned inside out. Most amazingly, her fragrant tongue would rapidly bounce and tremble inside the anus, extending and retracting freely. While

her tongue was busy, her hands were not idle either, reaching between his legs to grab the Emperor's testicles and kneading and rubbing them in her hands. Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't withstand such torment. He felt a warm current rising from his anus and scrotum, surging straight to his heart. A sudden itch caused his whole body to convulse, and before he could cry out, he gushed out thick, white semen, filling Cuiyu's small mouth and dripping down her chin...

The unrestrained pleasure made Zhu Yuanzhang feel refreshed, and a smile spread across his long face. Cuiyu and Bilian served him breakfast in a side hall. The steaming hot mutton dumplings were delicious. Bilian picked one up and fed it to him, saying, "This servant feeds Your Majesty mutton dumplings, but Your Majesty feeds Sister Cuiyu human flesh chicken!"

"Is it because you blame me for not feeding her more than you?" Zhu Yuanzhang replied with a smile, then reached out to touch Bilian's crotch.

"No, no, this servant doesn't want to eat that feathered chicken." Bilian blushed and squeezed her legs together to dodge to the side.

"Stop fooling around, the dumplings are getting cold. Your Majesty should eat more. Lamb is good for warming the body and replenishing energy." Cuiyu placed two more dumplings into Zhu Yuanzhang's jade dragon bowl.

"I don't know if the lamb dumplings are more delicious, or your two jade-like bodies?" Zhu Yuanzhang teased, then opened his arms and embraced Cuiyu and Bilian. He then slipped his hands inside their clothes, groping and kneading their two soft, grape-like nipples. The fragrance of the women's flesh intoxicated him, making him lose his mind.

The two palace maids, tickled by his touch, giggled and said, "Your Majesty flatters us. We are merely Han women from Yan and Zhao. Your Majesty has not yet seen the true daughters of the Hu people. The most alluring Hu women are a hundred times more beautiful than us! As for their bedroom arts, they are beyond description."

"Oh! Is that really true?" Zhu Yuanzhang's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with wide eyes and doubt.

Bilian, quick to speak, blurted out to the Emperor, "Does Your Majesty know that the Yuan Emperor was a womanizer? He invited a Tibetan monk named Garanzhen to teach him a technique for breathing exercises in the bedroom, called the 'Great Method of Joy and Bliss.' The Yuan Emperor appointed Garanzhen as the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty, and he collected beautiful women of both Han and non-Han descent to entertain him. The Yuan Emperor also formed lewd partnerships with more than ten close ministers, selecting sixteen beautiful non-Han women to perform the 'Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance' naked for his viewing pleasure. When their passion was high, they would engage in group sex naked on the ground. Those sixteen demon women were all stunningly beautiful, the treasures of Youyan. If Your Majesty were to see them, I guarantee you would lose your appetite and your soul would

leave your body." "Where are they now?" the Emperor asked, his face beaming with joy.

"They have been imprisoned by the Yuan Palace Chief Eunuch in the 'Kunning Palace' at the back," Cuiyu replied.

"Why are they imprisoned?"

"Because the chief eunuch fears that His Majesty, with his titles of 'True Mandate of Heaven' and 'Benevolent Army,' and the Ming soldiers dislike this practice, finding it disgusting, and would condemn it as 'immoral.' Therefore, he has ordered the sixteen demonesses to live in seclusion and not to dazzle the public."

Zhu Yuanzhang was about to rebuke the chief eunuch, a mere surrendered official, for daring to conceal the truth of the palace, but then he reconsidered. Such a rebuke would be too obvious. How could the mighty Emperor of the Ming Dynasty openly express his desire to appreciate that obscene and lewd demon dance? What would the people of Dadu, who had so enthusiastically welcomed him, think of him? It would be tantamount to smearing a shining gold ingot... No, he couldn't be so straightforward. Thinking this, he said expressionlessly, "Hmm, he did the right thing."

His words surprised the two palace maids. They couldn't believe that this emperor, who seemed like a wild beast in bed, was actually a gentleman! Little did they know that Zhu Yuanzhang harbored ulterior motives.

Chapter Two, Sixteen: The Witch

The following morning, "Deputy General of the Expeditionary Army" Chang Yuchun was ordered to continue pursuing the Yuan emperor Tuhuan Temur beyond the Great Wall, to retrieve the Imperial Seal and the treasures of the harem. Before departing, he led his troops to await Zhu Yuanzhang's inspection at the gates of the Yuan Palace.

Dozens of

generals in full military attire stood ready, and 50,000 cavalrymen stood in silent reverence. The solemn atmosphere of a solemn oath to march north enveloped the majestic Forbidden City. Amidst the melodious sound of bugles, dazzling five-colored banners guided the personal guards slowly forward. Zhu Yuanzhang, wearing a tall crown and military uniform, led "Grand General of the Expeditionary Army" Xu Da into the palace square. Seeing the throngs of people in the square, their armor gleaming, their swords and spears flashing, he waved excitedly to his soldiers, saying, "We have successfully destroyed the Yuan dynasty! You have all worked hard!"

The thousands of soldiers, standing in neat rows, shouted in unison, "By the mandate of Heaven, and with the Emperor's great fortune!" Their voices were loud and clear, echoing through the heavens.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his brave soldiers who had traversed thousands of miles, weary from their journey, to follow him on his northern expedition. His heart was filled with joy. With such fierce and courageous men, what worries could there be about the peace of the world! Now, with the winds of change blowing and Heaven turning against the Yuan, he had been granted the mandate of Heaven to revitalize China. From now on, he would rely on these loyal soldiers who had sacrificed their lives to protect the Ming dynasty!

Chang Yuchun led his troops to bid farewell to the Emperor. Zhu Yuanzhang patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Bo Ren is exceptionally brave and capable of leading an army independently. You will surely sweep across the borderlands and annihilate the remaining enemy forces. But remember, do not underestimate the enemy. After defeating them, do not indiscriminately kill prisoners. Strict military discipline must be maintained. Do not disappoint the people beyond the borderlands; whether Han or Hu, they are all my subjects."

Chang Yuchun obediently accepted the order and said resolutely, "Your Majesty's decree will be obeyed. I will not fail the expectations of Your Majesty and the people. Please

await good news!" Zhu Yuanzhang watched Chang Yuchun leave and saw the army marching in orderly ranks. He was very pleased. Suddenly, he noticed two beautiful young women in the ranks, riding gracefully behind Chang Yuchun. The swaying of their waists as the horses moved made them appear even more charming.

He was captivated by their beauty and couldn't help but ask Xu Da beside him, "Who are these two beauties?"

"Bo Ren is brave and skilled in battle, but he cannot be without women during campaigns. Bringing women along on his conquests is his habit," Xu Da whispered, bowing slightly.

Zhu Yuanzhang remained silent, recalling his own enjoyment with Cuiyu and Bilian the previous day, and felt it was only natural. The emperor was on campaign with palace maids by his side, but what about the soldiers who fought bravely by day and slept alone at night? Besides, Chang Yuchun was the bravest in the army, having repeatedly achieved great feats from "Caishi" to "Dadu," invincible and a pillar of the nation, a vital minister of the Ming Dynasty. His mere lust was insignificant! Thinking this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling at peace. However, Chang Yuchun's two young ladies subtly stirred up his lingering desire for the "Heavenly Demon Dance."

That afternoon, Zhu Yuanzhang, accompanied by Xu Da, Guo Ying, and others, toured the Beihai Imperial Garden under the auspices of the Yuan court's chief eunuch. Beihai, also known as "Haizi," was renowned for its scenic beauty even before the Yuan Dynasty established its capital there. Through the deliberate efforts of dozens of emperors of the Liao, Jin, and Yuan dynasties, its landscape became even more magnificent, diverse, and captivating.

Zhu Yuanzhang boarded a dragon boat and cruised on the emerald waters, feeling refreshed and full of praise for the surrounding scenery.

During the tour, Zhu Yuanzhang seized the opportunity to ask the Yuan Palace steward, "It's rumored in Jiangnan that the Yuan Palace has two wonders: the 'North Sea Imperial Garden' and the 'Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance.' Is this true?"

Seeing an opportunity to speak, the steward quickly flattered him, saying, "Indeed, it is. The Yuan ruler and his ministers indulged in debauchery, scandals were rampant, how could such a lustful and foolish ruler not lose his empire?"

But Zhu Yuanzhang dismissed this, flicking his sleeve and saying, "That's wrong. Sex is human nature. King Wen of Zhou was a great sage, with numerous concubines and countless children, a fact undisputed in history. Emperor Gaozu of Han said, 'I am lustful,' yet he was still a wise ruler. The Yuan ruler disrupted the order, neglected state affairs, appointed relatives, and plundered the people; he was a tyrant who lost his country, not because of lust!"

The steward, ever as astute as he was, saw... Zhu Yuanzhang, unconvinced by his words, immediately grasped the new master's hidden meaning and quickly changed his tune, saying, "The Sixteen Demonesses are truly treasures of the capital. This humble subject has long since hidden them in the inner palace to prevent unwanted attention, awaiting Your Majesty's arrival to present them in their entirety. The 'Heavenly Demon Dance' is an unparalleled art, traditionally reserved for the emperor's enjoyment. Your Majesty must see it."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and turned to Xu Da, asking, "What does the General think? In Jiangnan, I only heard that the 'Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance' was a unique skill of the Yuan Palace, but I didn't know what it was. Now that the steward says it's an 'unparalleled art,' we must see it for ourselves."

Xu Da, a loyal and honest man, was unaware of Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts and sincerely said, "Such an imperial tribute, Your Majesty must not miss this opportunity."

"This humble subject will immediately make arrangements, and invites Your Majesty to enjoy it during your evening meal," the Yuan Palace steward promptly flattered, smiling broadly.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded in approval, secretly pleased with his own cleverness: he wanted to see obscene dances without having to ask, as that would be improper; a little trickery was all it took to get what he wanted. He suddenly understood why sycophants were often favored by the emperor.

The banquet was held in the elegant and warm "Kunning Palace." Xu Da and others were summoned to the banquet, and the atmosphere was lively with clinking glasses.

After several rounds of drinks, the palace steward clapped his hands three times, and the sound of wind and string music began. The rhythm was brisk, and although it was not as melodious as the sheng and huang silk and bamboo music of Jiangnan, it had its own unique charm.

To the sound of music, four rows of stunningly beautiful dancers emerged from behind the hall. Sixteen young women, each with bright eyes and white teeth, skin as white as snow, full hips and breasts, and alluring figures, appeared. Most astonishingly, each of them wore only a piece of white gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, and underneath they were completely naked.

They danced gracefully to the rhythm of the music, their steps light and their movements bold. These tall, robust northern women, passionate and unrestrained, were a stark contrast to the petite and delicate beauties of the south.

The women constantly changed formation to the music; some lay low, some turned to the side, some stretched out their arms, and some gently bent their waists. The thin veils covering their bodies peeked into their cleavage and buttocks as they moved, revealing the curves of their full breasts and plump, white buttocks, and the dark pubic hair of their private parts was faintly visible, captivating and mesmerizing.

Most amazingly, the dancers' necks seemed to be spring-loaded, moving from side to side in time with the rhythm. Zhu Yuanzhang marveled at this, and even the sincere Xu Da was captivated, clapping and praising them repeatedly. Two of the women were particularly beautiful and skilled, and Xu Da couldn't help but glance at them a few more times, though the emperor noticed. The dancers' graceful steps, flower-like faces, and alluring bodies caused the assembled warriors to lose their composure. Some forgot to drink their wine, others mistook vinegar for wine, and lost track of the flavors of spicy, sweet, sour, and pungent tastes.

When the music ended, all the dancers turned and knelt on the ground, their sixteen large buttocks raised towards the distinguished guests. Although a thin veil covered them, the black hair growing between their buttocks and their anuses, resembling chrysanthemum stamens, were still clearly visible.

Xu Da asked in surprise, "Why did you turn around and kowtow?"

Zhu Yuanzhang, however, was not offended and chuckled, "It's alright, it's good, it's good."

The dance ended amidst applause from the distinguished guests. The officials took their leave, and Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Xu Da with a smile and said, "Did you enjoy yourself today, Tiande?"

Xu Da quickly bowed and replied, "It was like being in a fairyland, a truly eye-opening experience."

The emperor stepped closer to him and whispered, "I think you've fallen for those two young ladies. I'll bestow them upon you as concubines."

Xu Da hurriedly declined, "I was drunk and lost my composure, forgetting the proper etiquette. Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am content with a peaceful family and would not dare to have any improper thoughts."

"What, you don't like them?"

"Such a stunning beauty, who wouldn't love her? It's just that I'm unlucky and my fate is shallow, unable to bear such great fortune."

Xu Da's wife was a notorious shrew among officials' wives, and Zhu Yuanzhang knew this well, so he bluntly said, "You are a general and a prime minister, the most meritorious official of the Ming Dynasty, how can you say you're unlucky? As the commander of a million soldiers, how can you be controlled by a woman? Your wife is too strict, I'm going to rub her whiskers and see how she deals with her. You go back first, I have my own plans."

After sending Xu Da away, a special edict was already being drafted in the emperor's mind.

Xu Da's residence was set up in the former palace of Prince Buqa Temur of the Yuan Dynasty on Shenlu Street in Dadu, not far from the Yuan palace.

The autumn night's west wind chilled his skin, Xu Da tightened his long robe and stepped up the steps, entering the gate of the residence. He was still drunk and felt dizzy.

He wondered if the emperor's words were a joke or if he really intended to bestow a concubine upon him. He was always loyal and diligent in serving the country, cautious in his actions, and never took any wealth or women, earning him the deep respect of the soldiers. His wife's intense jealousy prevented him from even considering taking a concubine. What if the Emperor truly bestowed upon him a beautiful woman? How would he bring her back to his home in Jinling?

Just as he was lost in thought, a servant rushed in to report, "The Emperor has sent two beautiful women. Please, General, receive the decree

and express your gratitude." Xu Da was struck dumb, his mind reeling.

An eunuch, carrying the imperial edict, burst through the door, announcing, "The Emperor has issued a decree. General Xu, receive the decree!" Xu

Da hastily ordered an incense table to be set up, knelt, and listened. His mind was a jumbled mess; he didn't understand the imperial edict's meaning. He only heard the eunuch finish reading and congratulate him, "General, you enjoy great favor and extraordinary fortune!"

Looking up again, he saw two beautiful Hu women standing beside him. They were the two witches who had just performed the "Heavenly Demon Dance." One, with lowered eyes and graceful posture, was tall and beautiful; the other, named Haiying, was taller. They were in the prime of their lives, their fates sealed, preventing them from marrying freely like common women. Yet, they were fortunate to escape the confines of the palace and be betrothed to Xu Da. Therefore, they shyly flattered him, hoping to gain the favor of this great general.

Xu Da smiled wryly and said, "The general's mansion is not as opulent as the imperial palace. It's difficult for you. When you return to your home in Jinling, you must behave properly and not anger your wife. She is a strict and meticulous woman."

Haiying and Suma felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them. The general showed no pity, instead invoking his wife's authority, clearly showing his fear of her. How would they live from now on?

Haiying timidly said, "We, your humble servants, will serve you and your wife, and will certainly abide by the household rules and live peacefully." The bold and outspoken Suma added, "If anyone causes trouble or makes things difficult, you, sir, should stand up for us."

Xu Da sighed, nodded helplessly, and said nothing more.

The wedding night was filled with the joyous aroma of candles, and the three were lost in the intoxication of their first love, oblivious to everything else.

Haiying and Suma gently and affectionately removed Xu Da's clothes. As Xu Da closed his eyes to enjoy the tenderness, the mischievous Suma suddenly took his erect penis into her mouth. Her wet tongue, like a serpent, coiled around the glans, swirling and teasing the ridges, tapping the urethral opening, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through him. His wife at home occasionally gave him oral sex, but she was past her prime, her skills clumsy, nothing compared to the skill and allure of this Hu woman! Lost

in their passion, Haiying lowered her head and, like an infant, sucked on his small nipple with her fragrant tongue, making smacking sounds, drool dripping from her mouth. He had never known that a man's nipples could produce such a strange and unpredictable sensation; a warm current surged from his nipples into his lower abdomen, then flowed to his glans. The penis in Suma's mouth throbbed with pleasure, and she quickly closed her cherry lips to prevent it from escaping.

The double assault fueled Xu Da's lust, and he couldn't resist. He tried to get up and find the "main entrance" to enter, but Suma held him down. Her phoenix eyes were full of affection, and she said in a sweet voice, "Why trouble the general to do it himself? We will serve you." Saying this, she lifted her alluring white buttocks, squatted down to align with the erect penis, and her vulva swallowed the long-tailed golden carp floating at the entrance. After several thrusts and bounces, Xu Da was overjoyed.

Haiying continued to lick Xu Da's already hard and erect nipples, and even took his hand, placing it on her tender and supple breasts.

Xu Da, who had never been a womanizer and had never taken a concubine, had never experienced such pleasure. The sight of her undulating hips and breasts, the warm, fragrant tightness of her tender vulva, and the throbbing nipples in his hands—all these things stirred his heart and made him lose his senses.

Suddenly, Suma, who was riding on his stomach, began to rotate her large buttocks like a millstone, causing his glans to rub incessantly against the tender flesh around her vulva. Xu Da immediately felt an overwhelming itch and could not hold back his ejaculation. He hurriedly cried out, "Little girl, stop! I really can't take it anymore!" But the two Hu women ignored him, continuing to sway their hips and lick his lips, continuing their lewd acts.

Suma, while frantically rotating her hips, teased, "Hurry up and throw yourself into my belly, so you can give the master a son and shut the lady's mouth."

Before she finished speaking, Xu Da had already convulsed and released his semen like a spring, the semen flowing into her vulva and then flowing down, soaking Xu Da's belly.

The exhaustion after the lovemaking caused the two Hu women to quickly fall asleep.

Xu Da was preoccupied with many thoughts, gazing at his two imperial concubines, who were fast asleep with their heads resting on his arms. He didn't know how to explain this to his wife back in Jinling.

Chapter Three: The Roar of the Lioness of Hedong .

In late autumn, the sky was overcast, and a cold wind howled as more than 30,000 men marched rapidly.

"General Xu Da, the Conqueror of the Barbarians," led the way, with his two concubines, Haiying and Suma, following behind.

Xu Da's mood was like a gloomy cloud, growing heavier the closer they got to Jiangnan. Both official and personal matters were unsatisfactory; his brows were furrowed, and his thoughts were in turmoil...

He had led an army of 200,000 men on a northern expedition, crossed the Huai River, swept across the Central Plains, captured Shandong, and seized Dadu, presenting the Yuan dynasty's territory intact to the Zhu emperor.

Now, less than a month after the Emperor left Dadu to return to Yingtian, he suddenly summoned him back to the capital on a light cavalry journey south. Clearly, the Emperor feared he might become arrogant and unruly, amass an army, and establish a separatist regime in North China. It's lamentable that the relationship between ruler and subject is like a river flowing upstream, narrowing further and further back, until the river reaches steep, snow-capped peaks. As the saying goes, suspicion between ruler and subject

harbors hidden dangers. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

His personal affairs at home were even more troublesome: he wanted to send Haiying and Suma away from Dadu to avoid bringing them back to the Yingtian family and causing trouble, but what if Emperor Zhu asked about it? Besides, wouldn't that be defying the imperial decree and deliberately offending the Emperor? But his wife at home was consumed by jealousy, making things even more uncontrollable.

After much deliberation, unable to make a decision, he couldn't help but sigh to the heavens. Had he, with his high achievements and noble position, already reached the end of his road to success?

The Yingtian General's Mansion was filled with joy as everyone busied themselves welcoming the soon-to-be-returned General Xu.

Xu Da's wife, Xie Cuie, was dressed in her finest attire today. Her hair was styled in two high buns, adorned with two rusty chrysanthemums in her hair, her eyebrows drawn in the shape of distant mountains, and she wore light makeup. A light red silk jacket accentuated her full figure, and beneath a pale blue pleated skirt, she wore soft-soled red cloth shoes, delicate and exquisite in silk satin. She sat like a cluster of flowers at the entrance of the front hall. At

thirty-six years old, Xie Cuie, though past her prime, still possessed delicate skin and boundless charm due to her pampered upbringing.

A full year had passed since Xu Da swore an oath at Qili Mountain in Yingtian last October to launch his northern expedition, and he led his troops into the Central Plains. Winter had turned to spring, and in those more than three hundred long nights of solitary confinement, how much worry had she endured for her husband, how many tears had she shed? Who knew of her own weariness? The memory of how, on the eve of the Northern Expedition, she had pleaded with her husband to take her with him, but Xu Da had refused, filled her with resentment…

“You’re leaving home again?”

“The Emperor has ordered me to lead the Northern Expedition on the day of Jiazi.”

“Today I consulted a divination using flowers, and it indeed proved to be an omen of separation and longing.” She nestled in his arms and wept. “Taking me with you won’t be a problem for you.”

“A journey of ten thousand miles is fraught with uncertainty; it’s better not to go.” He refused coldly.

“You won’t take me so you can find other women?” She playfully punched his chest.

“A terrible injustice! I’ve never been with another woman.”

“Bo Ren and the others all brought women, but you’re the saint?” She grew increasingly indignant.

"As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, I must set an example. My wife cannot accompany the army." He remained stubbornly adamant...

The scenes of his heartfelt pleas and icy rejections before their parting were still vivid in her mind. Xu Da resolutely abandoned her and left. She was heartbroken and filled with resentment. In her anger, she even did something unbecoming of a woman, turning her resentment into a lament for her husband's deep love...

The early summer night in May was like gold, and the deep gardens of the general's mansion shimmered with a captivating brilliance. Summer infused life with boundless vitality, and the prison-like life of the noble family was also deeply stirred.

Lonely and depressed, Xie Cuie changed into a light dress. The blush from the sunlight had not yet faded, and the shimmering moonlight added a touch of silver to her complexion. She loved the early summer moonlit nights, wandering among the mountains, waters, flowers, and trees in the back garden, playing the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) by the clear pond in front of the artificial hill. The sound of the xiao was plaintive and sorrowful.

After finishing her tune, she leaned against the railing, gazing at the clear pond, her flute drooping towards the water's surface, lost in thought. Suddenly, she heard someone say, "Sister, your flute playing is melodious and pleasant. Why not play another tune?" Turning her head, she saw it was her cousin Cui Wen, who lived at the Xu residence.

Cui Wen was in his early twenties, unmarried, and lived alone in the mansion. He was handsome, with fair skin and red lips. Because they were relatives, he didn't shy away from her and often kept Xie Cuie company, which helped alleviate some of her melancholy.

Seeing Xie Cuie's depressed mood, he approached her and asked, "Why are you sighing, sister?"

"Your brother-in-law has led his army north for almost a year, and we haven't heard from him at all. It's bad enough that he's nowhere to be found, but he hasn't even sent a letter home. Alas, it's better to be like you, without someone to think of, lest you be separated from the world by three thousand miles, longing for him in vain!" Xie Cuie said softly.

"Sister, you have no idea what I'm thinking. If I could marry a woman as beautiful and capable as you, I would be completely content."

Whether Cui Wen's words were intentional or not, Xie Cuie, lonely and melancholy, was moved. She secretly reached out a delicate hand to stroke his palm.

Her cousin's hand was smooth and delicate, and Cui Wen naturally returned the gesture. Their eyes met, and the vastness of time and space between them melted away, a burning desire burning away the shackles of propriety.

The unique scent of a young man intoxicated Xie Cuie, and she leaned languidly into her cousin's arms.

Cui Wen was already captivated by her two alluring eyes, which were filled with desire and anticipation. He took the opportunity to slip his hand inside his cousin's clothes, feeling her full and tender breasts. Her nipples, like water chestnuts, became erect and lively in his hand, and an indescribable itch traveled from his palm to his penis.

Xie Cuie, panting softly from his caresses, glanced sideways at his crotch, where her trousers were already bulging high with his penis, resembling a small hill. She let out a soft cry, slipping her hand inside Cui Wen's trousers and grasping his hot, hard penis, rubbing and rotating it around the glans.

"I never imagined that a mere scholar like you would have such a large penis!" Xie Cuie exclaimed, her heart brimming with desire.

"It's a waste that I possess such a fine flute, yet no beautiful woman comes to appreciate it!" Cui Wen sighed.

Hearing this, Xie Cuie blushed crimson, scolding him coquettishly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Sister, you play the flute so well, why not try this fleshy flute?" Cui Wen said with a lewd smile, reaching his hand inside Xie Cuie's trousers again, groping between her plump buttocks.

Xie Cuie's heart was stirred by his touch, and she actually pulled out his penis, took it into her mouth, sucked and licked it, playing with it to her heart's content. Her fragrant tongue curled and teased the ridge of flesh and the glans, and the touch of her tongue made Cui Wen exclaim with pleasure: "Good sister, I didn't expect that your skill in playing the flesh flute is even greater than that of playing the bamboo flute!" After

sucking for a while, Cui Wen was seen lying on his back, his whole body trembling, and his eyes rolling back. Seeing that he could no longer restrain himself, Xie Cuie quickly spat out his penis, pulled down his pants, pulled Cui Wen to her chest and flipped him to the ground. She lifted her two pink, lotus-root-like jade legs, grasped his rock-hard penis, and said, "You're only thinking about your own pleasure, I haven't had my fill yet!" With that, she pulled his penis to her wet vulva. Cui Wen, quite cleverly, took the opportunity to lift his cousin's two jade legs and, with a "pushing the cart" move, plunged his hard penis all the way into her pink jade shell.

The hot, huge glans pressed against her tender, sensitive clitoris, making Xie Cuie tremble with pleasure, gasping for breath and making soft, gurgling sounds.

A flurry of thrusting, like a torrential downpour on a mountaintop, filled the air. Their love was intense, their passion intertwined. Cui Wen felt a strange itch on his glans and cried out, "Good sister, my fish is about to squirt!"

Xie Cuie didn't reply, only tightening her thighs, her body entwined around Cui Wen like an octopus, her starry eyes half-closed, awaiting the sweetest moment. Sure enough,

before Cui Wen could finish speaking, he released a torrent of thick semen, spraying it into Xie Cuie's long-parched well.

The siblings lay naked under the bright moonlight, embracing and sleeping…

A commotion roused Xie Cuie from her reverie. She heard a clamor outside the gate, many people shouting, "Master is back! Master is back from Dadu!" She quickly straightened the flowers in her hair, smoothed the wrinkles in her clothes, and greeted them with a radiant smile as she entered the courtyard.

After a year of agonizing anticipation, her husband had finally conquered the Central Plains and returned in glory.

Although her recent romantic fantasies had cast a shadow over her heart, the spoiled and willful girl, from childhood, always found compelling reasons to justify her mistake: Why didn't he take me with him to the army? Why did he ignore my sincere and deep affection!

Having found her reasons, her mood instantly lightened, and a smile bloomed on her still beautiful face.

"Madam, I'm back." Xu Da stepped into the courtyard, hesitant but still greeting his wife excitedly. He carefully examined Xie Cuie; although her figure remained the same, she was indeed thinner than a withered flower! A wave of pity and sorrow welled up in his heart. He stepped forward, took her delicate hand, and said with tenderness, "Fangqing has been waiting alone, and I have not been able to take care of her. I am so sorry."

Xie Cuie glanced at him with a hint of reproach, and was about to throw herself into her husband's arms to act coquettishly when she suddenly saw two beautiful women behind Xu Da. They were graceful and elegant, like jade trees in the wind, and ethereal like fairies descending to earth

. Although they did not wear makeup, they were still stunningly beautiful. She hurriedly asked her husband, "What beautiful daughters! Who are they?" "They...they are concubines bestowed by the emperor," Xu Da stammered, answering very reluctantly.

Her husband's words struck her like a bolt from the blue. Xie Cuie nearly fainted, pulling her hand away and running into the room without looking back. Xu Da abandoned the bewildered Haiying and Suma, and hurriedly chased after her. After

a year of bitter waiting, all she got in return was a husband who had taken a concubine. Xie Cuie was heartbroken; her emotions were burning, scorching her so intensely that her very being felt like it was about to bubble up and dissipate!

Seeing his wife sobbing, Xu Da felt a pang of heartache. He placed his hands on her shoulders, comforting her, "They were sent by the Emperor. How can I defy the imperial decree and refuse to accept them?"

Xie Cuie's eyes were red and swollen, her face pale. She forcefully pried his hands away, crying out, "Don't try to intimidate me by mentioning the Emperor! You've rendered

unparalleled service. If you defy the decree and refuse them, will he devour you? Be a gentleman and send them away!" "Sending away the imperial concubines is tantamount to deceiving the Emperor and committing treason. Who will take responsibility if I anger the Emperor? Which duke or general doesn't have a harem of concubines? The Emperor's favor is a family's glory, yet this family cannot tolerate it!" Xu Da was also enraged.

"You are fickle and heartless. I wish I were dead and would never see you again!" Xie Cuie ran into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

The auspicious atmosphere of her triumphant return instantly turned into a cloud of sorrow and despair. Xu Da stood frozen in front of his wife's bedroom door.

That night, Xu Da rested in the bedroom of Haiying and Suma in the west wing. He was listless and filled with sorrow.

"Madam is deeply in love with you, Master. Deep love breeds deep jealousy. I am also a woman, and I feel uneasy taking away her love. Tomorrow, Master, please go back to your room and apologize to Madam!" Haiying gently advised in his arms.

"Alas, if everyone were as understanding as you, the manor would be peaceful." Xu Da sighed, affectionately wrapping his arms around her waist.

"They are all Master's women. Madam only got there first, yet she is so unforgiving. I refuse to accept it!" Suma hugged Xu Da and said coquettishly.

"Little girl, don't muddy the waters..." Xu Da was about to say something more, but her cherry lips sealed his mouth. Her soft, fragrant tongue swirled in his mouth, making him feel restless and dispelling his sorrow. Even his penis became hard.

"Oh my, Master's cock is hard again!" Suma suddenly thrust her jade hand into Xu Da's crotch, grabbing his throbbing penis and crying out.

"You little brat, you're so outspoken, I'm not going to listen to you today." Xu Da laughed, turning his body to the side and embracing Haiying.

Although Haiying wasn't as flirtatious and bold as Suma, she was even more fair-skinned, full-figured, delicate, and charming. Xu Da lifted her two long, jade-like legs and eagerly thrust his thick, hard penis into the honey-drenched paradise hidden among the thick grass. A wave of heat from within the paradise scorched his glans, causing it to open and close, sucking and writhing. He instantly felt a tingling sensation throughout his body, his soul leaving his body, an indescribable bliss.

In the midst of this pleasure, he saw Suma lift her pink legs, squatting over Haiying's head, and even bringing her vulva, covered in semen, to Haiying's lips. During their lovemaking, Haiying extended her fragrant tongue, licking and swirling it around Suma's vulva, causing Suma to moan softly, her juices flowing freely down Haiying's snowy cheeks.

Xu Da had never witnessed such a bizarre sight of a woman and child engaging in mutual incest, and was momentarily stunned, almost forgetting to thrust. What captivated him even more was Suma's snow-white, tender buttocks swaying and bobbing right in front of his nose and eyes, so close that he could see every detail and smell every breath.

The black hair between her buttocks and her chrysanthemum-like anus aroused his mind and made his blood boil, causing him to thrust his penis even more rapidly into Haiying's vulva.

The three of them were indulging in their lovemaking, completely absorbed in each other, unaware that someone was watching through the window, witnessing this erotic scene in its entirety.

Meanwhile, Xie Cuie, in a fit of pique, returned to her room, growing increasingly angry and resentful with each passing thought. A dignified wife, abandoned and defiled by her husband, who was now entangled with two vixens—this was intolerable! Alone in the empty chambers at night, her desire only intensified, and she couldn't help but recall the fleeting pleasures of their summer trysts.

In the stillness of the night, with no one in the courtyard, Xie Cuie quietly went to the west wing. Seeing the dim light and faint whispers of lovers, she was overcome with jealousy. She gently licked the window paper with her tongue, creating a small hole. Peeking closer, she saw her husband on top of Haiying's snow-white body, thrusting wildly, his penis fully inside, only his scrotum swaying outside.

Another wanton vixen was riding on Haiying's head, making her lick her vulva, her large, white buttocks protruding before her husband, bouncing and swirling.

Xie Cuie blushed, her heart pounding, and her crotch soaked. She gritted her teeth, squeezed her legs together, and slipped a slender hand inside her trousers to caress her overflowing vulva.

Lost in her pleasure, she suddenly heard a soft voice beside her ear: "Sister, you're doing something good here!" Startled, she turned to see her cousin, Cui Wen, who had somehow appeared by the window.

Startled, she was about to leave when Cui Wen grabbed her arm, whispering, "Sister, don't go. Let's watch the show together." He then licked a small hole in the paper window and began to watch.

As he watched, Cui Wen slipped his hand inside Xie Cui'e's trousers, groping between her legs. "Sister, you're wetting your pants watching this," Cui Wen teased in a low voice. Xie Cui'e didn't reply, but instead pinched his cheek with her delicate hand.

The two embraced, standing excitedly by the window, peeping. Cui Wen, watching with passion, said, "Brother-in-law may be old, but he's still got it. It's a pity he abandoned you, sister."

Xie Cuie gently stopped him, "Don't talk nonsense! He's still mine, just you wait and see."

Cui Wen then inserted his fingers into Xie Cuie's anus and rubbed them, saying, "This little anus hasn't been touched yet. When will you let me touch it, to repay your kindness?"

Xie Cuie closed her phoenix eyes slightly, ignoring him, but instead slipped a jade-like hand into his crotch, stroking and manipulating his hard penis.

"Oh dear, this is bad! This little girl is really something!"

Suddenly, Xu Da's cry came from inside the room. He convulsed, tightly embracing Haiying's body, and ejaculated.

"Oh dear, won't that passionate semen cause your beautiful sister to give birth to a son of a general? That would truly steal my sister's love!" Cui Wen teased, pressing his finger forcefully against his cousin's anus. Xie

Cuie gritted her teeth and remained silent, her slender hand fiercely stroking his penis, venting all her jealousy and hatred on Cui Wen's penis. Cui Wen gasped for breath, his eyes rolled back, and his whole body trembled as he ejaculated a torrent of hot semen into his crotch...

The next day, Xu Da went to the palace for a meeting and did not return to the general's mansion until dusk. As soon as he entered the house, he noticed that everyone in the mansion looked unusual. Suspicious, he asked the head steward, "What happened? Why are you so anxious?"

The head steward whispered back, "There's been trouble in the inner quarters. The madam ordered a thin coffin to be prepared..."

Xu Da's heart nearly jumped out of his mouth. Without time to ask further questions, he rushed inside.

Bumping into Madam Xie in front of the inner hall, Xie Cuie spoke first, saying calmly, "Su Ma was disobedient. After I scolded her a few times, she jumped into the well in a huff. Humph, I hope Master won't plead for her!" Without waiting for her husband's reply, she went straight back to her room.

Xu Da, his mind in turmoil, paid no attention to Madam Xie's words and went straight to the backyard. There he was horrified to see Haiying by the well, sobbing uncontrollably over Su Ma's waterlogged body.

Su Ma's long hair covered her face, and her sleeves concealed her hands. Xu Da stamped his foot and said, "Madam scolded her a few times, how could she commit suicide by drowning?"

Haiying's eyes were swollen from crying. She gave him a mournful glance, brushed aside the disheveled hair, revealing a mouth slashed open by a sharp blade. Pulling up her sleeves, she revealed two severed wrists, blood pooling on her neck and arms, the remaining flesh from the knife wounds pale from being soaked in the well water.

Xu Da, tears streaming down his face, personally arranged the funeral, ordering a fine coffin to be prepared for the body, and to be quietly carried out of the mansion for burial late at night.

Haiying collapsed into Xu Da's arms, sobbing, "Sister Suma gave her life in vain. After Master left the mansion, Madam summoned Suma to the main room, saying that she was sharp-tongued and that tearing her mouth would prevent her from spreading rumors. Her clean hands were seductive to men, and cutting them off would prevent her from bewitching Master. Madam is cruel and heartless; I fear I will also be tormented to death by her in the future..."

Xu Da remained silent for a long time, then sighed helplessly and said, "I will soon conquer

the Northwest and take you with me. We will establish a separate residence for you there. The matter of Suma is now forgotten." Three days later, Xu Da was summoned to the palace to discuss the pacification of the Northwest.

Upon entering the hall, he saw Zhu Yuanzhang issuing an imperial edict: "...No need to hand him over to the authorities, execute him on the spot!"

Xu Da had no time to inquire, nor did he care to find out who the emperor was killing.

Zhu Yuanzhang told Xu Da that Guo Ge Temur had attacked Lanzhou while the main army was returning south. He intended to appoint Xu Da as commander-in-chief, leading Left Deputy General Deng Yu, Left Chancellor Hu Deji, and others to conquer the Northwest and reinforce Lanzhou. Xu Da also believed that Guo Ge Temur was the last remaining force of the Yuan dynasty and the only hope for the Yuan emperor to recover the Central Plains. He believed it was best to eliminate him as soon as possible, lest he become a threat.

The emperor and his minister discussed the matter repeatedly and finally decided on a military plan for a decisive battle in the Northwest.

Suddenly, the Emperor changed the subject, asking, "Are your two concubines still living peacefully with your wife?"

Xu Da was terrified and stammered, "They're alright, they're alright."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened. "Really alright? That can't be right. Why did I receive different secret reports?"

Xu Da was shocked and about to explain when a eunuch entered to report, "The Ministry of Justice, by Your Majesty's decree, has executed Xie Cuie

, the traitor who deceived the Emperor and committed murder, according to the law!" Xu Da screamed and fainted. He was given tea to wake him up and knelt at the Emperor's feet, crying, "Your Majesty, forgive my crime of deceiving the Emperor, but why not spare my wife's life for my sake?"

"She disregarded my dignity and trampled on the law. She was not only jealous but also ruthless. If she is not severely punished, she will cause trouble in the future! General, you are a man of great affection and righteousness, and I regret that I cannot protect you. Haiying is a good woman; you should also have a gentle and understanding wife." Zhu Yuanzhang helped him up and said solemnly.

Xu Da bowed and left, heartbroken and devastated. He couldn't believe that he had lost both his wife and concubine within three days. What had he done to deserve such punishment? However, the development of the war in the Northwest compelled him to return to the battlefield, leaving him no time to indulge in personal feelings.

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