Huayinlu (Simplified Chinese)

Table of Contents
Chapter 1: Helpless Son Reclaims a Good Marriage Chapter
2: Old Wan's Infatuation with Taxes Leads to Ecstasy Chapter 3: Father and Son Join Forces, Each Finding Their Place Chapter 4: Fierce Battle at the Imperial Library, Old Wan's Skills Exhausted Chapter 5: The Shortness of Springtime, the Good Man's Helplessness Chapter 6: Father Dies, Son Stands Up, Gradually Entering the Courtroom Chapter 7: Picking Gold and Stamping Silver, Wanting to Train with an Iron Handle Chapter 8: Yu Niang Offers Herself for a Pleasant Encounter with a Donkey Whip Chapter 9: Entering the Scholar's Path, Practicing Kung Fu in a Lewd Place Chapter 10: The Golden Hoop Locks Yang, the Women Are Punished Chapter 11 : Having Defiled the Women, They Also Look Towards the Neighboring Girl Chapter 12: Matchmaking, the Lewd Mother Recommends the Man and Fucks the Woman Chapter 13: The Mother Observes the Woman's Lewdness, Sharing the Bed and Pillow Chapter 14: The Father-in-Law Rewards the Son-in-Law, Recommending the Filial and Upright Man Chapter 15: The Sedan Chair Bumps and Spring Rain Falls Long Chapter 16: Flowers Adorn the Bridal Chamber, the Women's Hearts Are Sorrowful Chapter 17: Cai E'er Flies into the Filial and Upright Man's Mansion Chapter 18: The Magistrate Loses His Life, the Young Master Avoids Disaster Chapter 19: The Peach Garden's Long Corridor is Full of Joy Chapter 1: Helpless Son Reclaims a Good Marriage Poem: In the morning, a peasant boy, in the evening, he ascends to the emperor's court. He abandons his wife, indulging in debauchery. Heaven will surely punish him, leaving his corpse to rot in the wilderness. It is said that all rulers throughout history knew the difficulty of maintaining power, and thus racked their brains to gather all the talented people in the land for their own use. Therefore, they established the imperial examinations to recruit outstanding talents, and created a separate path of recommendation, later known as the "Recommendation of Filial and Incorrupt Officials." Once recommended as a "Filial and Incorrupt Official," one would immediately be placed on the waiting list for county magistrate or prefect. If the emperor, in a moment of divine inspiration, personally selected one, one would instantly be adorned with official hats and robes! Ordinary people, their children and grandchildren, harbored this hope, studying diligently from childhood, performing 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, bringing glory to their families and leaving their names in history? However, there are those who are 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 are defiled, they take it all in stride, 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 dynasty, not to mention his stepmother, defiled other people's wives and daughters . The defiled man's father became his filial and incorruptible official. This is truly unprecedented; it has never happened again. Therefore, 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 . 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, only learning the basics of the Hundred Family Surnames and classical Chinese sayings. He knew only a few lines, such as "The ospreys sing their songs, a gentleman's good match." A year later, his wife, Liu, suddenly caught a cold and died quickly. Old Wan hastily buried her and didn't mention it. As the family's silver dwindled, he became restless: "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 looking at himself in the mirror, he saw only an old, dull-looking man, 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 for a long time and admired her greatly. Now, seeing her alone and alluring, he felt a stirring of desire within him. However, he knew she was too handsome and talented to be interested in him, so he could only sigh and suppress his lust. Occasionally, when they met on the street, he would quickly turn away with his head down. Meanwhile, since her husband's death, Yu Niang's life had become increasingly frugal. Why? Because Xiao San was a lifelong gambler. If he won , he would surely 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, it was said: Old Wang, 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. She was also annoyed that someone was openly harassing her so soon after her husband's death, and she could only imagine what would happen to him later. What was laughable was that the one who had been so brazen in public was a mischievous child. Seeing his thieving eyes fixed on her heaving chest, Yu Niang knew this boy was no good. She angrily shouted, "You little brat, get out of the way!" But Wang Jing was a bold man; it seemed he was used to abusing his power and influence. 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 silver . 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 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, 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." She then left Wang Jing and headed straight for the door. The crowd laughed and dispersed. Seeing the ambiguous smiles of the crowd, Wang Jing assumed they all suspected him of stealing money. He jumped up in a panic, angrily cursing Yu Niang, "You butcher, you damned bastard, you're the one who stole money! And you stole people too!" Yu Niang, delighted by his foul language, feigned extreme anger, turned around, grabbed Wang Jing by the left ear, and headed straight for the Yan family gate , threatening, "I'm going to find your parents to settle this!" Seeing the commotion, the crowd quietly dispersed. Meanwhile, Wang Laowan, standing at the Yan family gate, saw a beautiful woman leading her young son. Knowing Wang Jing must have gotten into trouble again, he forced a smile and went to greet her. Before Yu Niang could speak, he apologized, "Young lady, my son has offended you; it is truly my fault. Please forgive him."

Yu Niang looked up and saw a withered old man bowing sincerely. She felt sorry for him and said, "I thought he was in his
prime because he was so young. Who knew he was only five? My life is so hard." She forced a smile and replied, "Don't be alarmed, sir. It was because your son was too arrogant that I captured him."
Wang Jing, however, was not convinced and argued, "Father, she said I stole someone's money, so I called her a thief."
"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 hardened, hot and erect, unusually so. 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, the other 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 today! If I had chosen a more desirable man, you'd be greedy and I'd be happy..." "Extremely delighted! Well then, I'll go and take a look, and when the opportunity arises, I'll test the old man's skills. If he's passable, I might as well give in to him! He's already a fifty-year-old man. Once I use my deadly move to send him to the underworld, the silver will be mine!"
Not to mention Yu Niang's heart was like a snake, but Wang Jing saw that the woman's chest was protruding, like a pair of jade bowls turned upside down. He mustered up his courage
and reached out to touch it, but he couldn't grasp it. It was both soft and hard, incredibly beautiful. Wang Jing found it very interesting. When he saw Yu Niang raise her hand to hit him, he suddenly dodged to the side and just laughed.
Wang Laowan was greatly embarrassed. She rushed forward and slapped him twice, angrily cursing, "Shameless act! You are his concubine in disguise,
how dare you be so presumptuous!" Wang Jing cried, "You probably have your eye on him and want to touch him too. When I tried to touch him first, you slapped me."
"Get out!" Wang Laowan was furious that Wang Jing had exposed her secret. She shoved him hard, and Wang Jing fell to the ground, wailing uncontrollably. Yu Niang ignored him and followed Wang Laowan away.
"Please don't be offended, young lady. My son is foolish and ignorant. I hope you can teach him!" Wang Laowan said, his heart pounding.
He had let slip that Wang Jing had no connection with Yu Niang. Why would he ask her to teach him? Unless Yu Niang became Wang Jing's stepmother.
Yu Niang understood the deeper meaning, but remained silent, thinking, "This old man is a bit too eager. Considering he's been in his prime for so long
and hasn't satisfied his lust, it's understandable. But if it were him? His member is huge and hard, it would be a rare find!" Yu Niang's thoughts were intense, her heart burning with lust. Needless to say, Wang Jing had just fondled her breasts, and her long-dormant member was now erect, seemingly about to burst forth from her clothes. Her cheeks flushed, and her lower body felt an intense tingling, quite uncomfortable. But being out in public, she couldn't immediately engage in sexual activity. So, the seductive Yu Niang could only rub her thighs together, moving forward with a slow, shuffling motion, skin against skin, skin against clothing. While not as satisfying as a lover's plow, it did provide some relief and a temporary solace.
As the poem goes: "A fifty-year-old man's lust stirs, his member hard as a rock.
A seductive beauty, cautious and careful, rubs and plays with it. "
From the gate of Yan's residence to Lao Wan's dwelling, a journey of only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, felt like two or three hours. Lao
Wan pushed open the door and stopped, saying with delight, "My humble abode is simple and unassuming, but the arrival of the fairy maiden is a great honor. I am deeply grateful. Please, do not hesitate to invite me in. I have gathered the most elegant phrases I have collected throughout my life to offer to you, Madam Yu."
Madam Yu looked at him intently, seeing his sincere and passionate expression, and knew something was amiss. She noticed
something protruding from his waist, though covered by his black official robes, its exact nature unclear, but it resembled Xiao San's old possession. She thought with delight, "Has the Old Man of the Moon granted my wish?" She then stepped inside.
Old Wan followed closely behind. Yu Niang deliberately paused, and Old Wan thrust his thing in first, suddenly penetrating Yu Niang's plump buttocks, sinking in
a bit . Yu Niang's heart pounded wildly: "Rough, hard, and hot, old but useful!" Old Wan's heart pounded like a drum: "Plump and juicy, almost like jelly, am I destined for this?" As he thought of that wonderful thing, he involuntarily thrust his body closer to the hard object. But Yu Niang suddenly took a big step and dodged to the side. Old Wan was like an old ox bumping into a wall. Once the wall was broken down, the old ox stumbled forward, which was normal.
Yu Niang laughed, "My lord, please don't be offended. I thought you were holding the door bar and accidentally bumped into me, so I dodged
."
Wang Laowan blushed crimson, almost bleeding, and hurriedly replied, "What you say is true, madam. The door bar was across the room
, making it difficult to walk, so I removed it."
Leaving aside Wang Laowan's furtive glances, let's focus on Shui Niang's thoughts: "If I were only after pleasure, there would
be hundreds of thousands of men in the capital who wouldn't even get a chance. Although I'm a little agitated today, it's because your family's money is too tempting! I'll have to endure a little longer and find out the truth before I make my move."
Wang Laowan, with his erection, served tea to his guest, his mind racing, "Today, heaven has opened its eyes, and Yu Niang has graced us with her presence.
Why don't I just take her to bed? What will she say then?" Why did Wang Laowan, an honest man his whole life, suddenly have such wicked thoughts? All because lust is an inherent human trait, he thought wildly, yet hesitated to act. Suddenly, the hard object in his waist throbbed, striking the water tank with a clanging sound, as his burning desire flared up and he released his pent-up lust.
Seeing his strange behavior, Yu Niang found it amusing, thinking to herself, "He's like an old ox chewing its cud!" She blinked her beautiful eyes and pretended to say, "My lord, you've lived here for many years; you should really build a new house. If this dilapidated house is like this, are there many rats?"
Wang Laowan didn't understand her meaning and hurriedly said, "Young lady, please rest assured, although my house is crude, there are no rats!"
Yu Niang feigned surprise, "How strange! If there are no rats, then where does the gnawing sound come from? I dare say that you've been keeping incense for so long that it has attracted
rats to the center of the cabinet! Why don't you open the cabinet and get rid of them? I will do my part!"
Wang Laowan then realized that she was comparing the sound of his penis hitting the cabinet to the squeaking of rats. He found it amusing, but he couldn't
point it out he had no choice but to comply with Yu Niang, lifting the wooden cabinet and pretending to investigate.
Yu Niang stepped forward to look and saw a cluttered cabinet filled with oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, all in disarray. Old Wan chuckled awkwardly, saying, "
My wife has been gone for a long time; I haven't tidied up. It's just a laughingstock for you, Fairy."
"What's there to laugh about? Men are for outside, women for inside—that's an ancient saying. It's truly pitiful for a man to lose
his wife." Yu Niang moved her gaze to another cabinet. Old Wan suddenly realized, "This is incredibly shrewd! Under the guise of checking for rats, she's actually investigating my household finances." Old Wan
hesitated , worried that Yu Niang had ulterior motives. He often heard stories of families losing their money without a trace. Though eager, he remained cautious, refusing to open the other cabinet.
Yu Niang felt a chill run down her spine: "This old man is clumsy on the outside but shrewd on the inside. Watch me use my tricks." Yu Niang pulled
a , rubbed her eyes, and cried out in a mournful tone, as if sobbing: "My darling, he left me first, my precious darling."
Hearing her heartfelt lament for her husband, Wang Laowan felt a surge of emotion: "Such a person would never do anything evil."
He then glanced at Yu Niang, seeing her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, tears welling up in clusters, two wet tear tracks running down her fair, delicate face. Truly: a beautiful woman feigning grief for her deceased husband, Heaven's true feelings entrusted to this beautiful woman.
Yu Niang squeezed out a few more tears, and seeing Wang Laowan staring at her blankly, she knew he had fallen for her trick. In a few quick movements...
She let out a sob, wiped herself clean with a handkerchief, gave a curtsy, and said coyly, "My lord, I'm sorry for disturbing your mood."
Wang Laowan suddenly woke up from his dream and said in a panic, "It's alright, it's alright." He saw Yu Niang nod,
and at some point, the cloth button at her neck had come undone, revealing a patch of her fair and tender flesh, as white as snow, about the size of a palm. Her clothes were half-open, and Laowan wished he could immediately crawl through the gap to get a better look.
Yu Niang pretended not to notice and leaned closer. Instantly, the intoxicating fragrance overwhelmed Lao Wan. He disregarded
everything else , forcefully grasped Yu Niang's jade-like wrist, and earnestly said, "May the fairy take me into your humble abode?"
Yu Gen flicked her sleeves and said fiercely, "I am a woman of good family. Although I do not desire the reputation of a chaste and virtuous woman,
I am willing to remain unmarried for three years to preserve my husband's position."
Wang Lao Wan was speechless, a chill running through him. But his erection throbbed, and he knelt down,
grabbing Yu Niang's skirt, saying, "I can't wait a moment longer."
Yu Niang smiled gently, gracefully bending down and pressing closer to Lao Wan. Whispering, "My lord, please rise. There's plenty
of time. Why rush? Besides, there are still rats in your cupboards that have been damaged, which is a real shame."
Wang Laowan strode forward, opening each of the five large water cupboards one by one, and said generously, "Young lady, why look any further?
My cupboards are full of silver and silver. Even if there are rats, it's nothing to worry about."
Yu Niang's heart trembled. She remembered seeing wealthy men carrying baskets and horses laden with silver when she was a prostitute, but it was less than
a tenth of this old man's wealth. She exclaimed with joy, "My future is secure! My future is secure!" Overjoyed, she wept, appearing almost mad.
"My lady," Wang Laowan, knowing she was willing, jumped up and swept Yu Niang up in his arms, carrying her towards the bedroom.
Yu Niang's heart and eyes were filled only with silver, as if that silver had transformed into a handsome young man, pulling her towards their lovemaking
.
Meanwhile, Wang Laowan, impatient as fire, tore off Yu Niang's outer trousers, revealing his own penis, eager to immediately penetrate her.
Unfortunately, Yu Niang's trousers were tied in a messy knot; his haphazard pulling only created a knot that was impossible to untie. Frustrated, his old face flushed red, and he could only haphazardly thrust his erection into her high, fleshy mound.
Yu Niang, waking from her ecstasy, opened her starry eyes wide, seeing an old, ugly man thrusting wildly into her private parts. Her pleasure
diminished slightly, but she knew he was the master of her silver, so a few smiles appeared on her face. Seeing him acting recklessly and without any method, she sighed inwardly, "He's lived to be fifty, and he still doesn't know that this is a delicate art. How can he be so reckless?" She simply closed her eyes, letting him fuck her blindly. Wang Laowan urgently said, "Wife, help me."
Yu Niang initially ignored him. Meanwhile, her private parts had been teased by the old man for a long time, like a cannon firing from a distance. Her desire had
been ignited, and her vulva was constantly wet with a slippery, itchy sensation that she couldn't resist.
Seeing her underwear was damp, Wang Laowan exclaimed happily, "My wife can't hold back her fire either!"
Sure enough, Yu Niang sat up abruptly, looking towards the old man's crotch. She saw a dark, glistening root thrusting
upwards, not large, but its glans open and full like a ripe peach. She thought with delight, "It hasn't disappointed me, but I wonder if it can last?" She grasped the hard object with her delicate hand and tried to insert it between her legs, forgetting that she hadn't removed her clothes.
"My wife, you can't get any strength in," Wang Laowan
said .
"Oh dear, let's just have this to satisfy our cravings!" Yu Niang felt a burning, scorching heat inside, as if a swarm of unknown
insects were biting and stinging her. She longed for the old man's large penis to penetrate and crush all the little insects before she could feel satisfied.
Wang Laowan aimed at that wet spot and began to thrust violently. He found it very amusing; this was a game he had never even imagined before
, so he worked with great effort. He struck over five hundred times in a frenzy, his penis even harder than before, his heart burning with a fierce fire, wishing he could thrust his entire body inside her.
"Quick! Quick, get the knife!" Yu Niang cried urgently. Her jade-like face was dark red, her forehead glistening with sweat, and her cherry-like mouth
was wide open, like a bunch of thirst-quenching grapes hanging in the air. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't reach them or eat them.
As the poem says: The lustful man is anxious and frantic, busy firing cannons across the mountain.
Long deprived of pleasure, the woman, seemingly drunk, uttered incoherent words and acted wildly, unable to find relief.
She cried out for a sharp knife, threatening to cut a slit and hastily begin her act.
Wang Laowan, embracing Yu Niang, thrust haphazardly, both feeling a lack of fulfillment, their hearts and bodies burning with intense itch, as if covered
inside and worms. In desperation and lust, Yu Niang cried out for a knife.
To find out what she wanted the knife for, please read the next chapter.

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