Zhang Yin sat upright, deep in thought. Under the candlelight, the curves of his face were half lit and half dark. His eyes flickered slightly in the candlelight. Beside the table, the man in the green robe who had appeared at Taibai Tavern stood sideways, dressed in the uniform of the Middle Army.
After a while, he suddenly said, "Cult Master, you have a brilliant plan. Not only did you stay out of it, but you also performed a meritorious deed. You even have the capital to be an official in the imperial court. It's just that … now that Gu Daeyong is in a hurry to track us down, the few rich gentlemen who are developing our sect have all been arrested.
Fortunately, although they yearn for immortality, their desire to join the Cult is not urgent, so the people of our Cult did not reveal their identities to them. Otherwise, under torture, the spies that our Cult has painstakingly planted in this place would inevitably be dug out. "
Zhang Yin chuckled and said proudly, "So what? There must be sacrifices in the fight for the throne. If we rebel, how many people will we lose to get rid of so many generals? Exposing one or two spies will cause the imperial court to destroy itself. It's not worth it.
Gu Dayong has almost captured all the high-ranking military officers stationed in Datong. If it weren't for his enthusiasm in handling the case, I would really like to send him a few of the people who have already been accepted into the Cult. He would take the opportunity to bite me and turn Datong upside down. "
He stopped smiling and sighed regretfully. "It's time and fate. It's a pity that he came too late. If he had arrived at Datong when Boyan deployed his troops outside the Great Wall, he could've used this tactic to destroy the morale of the troops. Boyan might have succeeded. "
The Middle Army was curious. "If that's the case, why did you promise the generals of Datong to host a banquet and ask Yang Ling to stop this? If we let them continue to cause trouble, won't it be more beneficial for our sect to let the generals of Datong resent the imperial court? "
Zhang Yin smiled and said, "That's impossible. Do you think that Yang Ling will sit by and watch Gu Dayong continue to cause trouble? If I'm not wrong, he will come forward to stop this in a day or two. Besides, if I don't come forward, Yang Yiqing, Wang Shouren, Du Renguo, and the other generals who are close to him will have no choice but to come forward to ask for help. Instead of adding flowers to brocade at that time, why not send charcoal in the snow now? "
After Zhang Yin finished speaking, he asked, "Great Daoist Master, has Yizi left? Was the journey safe? "
"Jiaozhu, don't worry," the commander hastily said, "As soon as Bayan's men took over the pass, Er Gongzi and our Cult's disciples who pretended to be Mount Wutai's monks left separately. Er Gongzi traveled light, he changed his appearance and went straight to Jiangnan. When the military issued the arrest warrant, he was already a hundred li away."
"That's good." Zhang Yin's cheeks twitched as he shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I heard that Zihao has always liked Miss Liu. If I keep him here and he finds out that I asked Miss Liu to give herself to Yang Ling, he'll definitely quarrel with me again."
Zihao was Li Dayi's courtesy name. The Great Daoist Master's green-robed man was his master and his own disciple. Of course, he had a deeper relationship with Zihao. Upon hearing that, a trace of pity flashed across his eyes as he said softly, "Liu Guang is now the only official of our Cult in Datong. He's just a lowly official who did what he was told. When Second Young Master was the Deputy Thousand Households, he had paid him a visit.
The Liu family has a daughter who has outstanding looks. There are many young and handsome men who come to pay their respects. Even the government cannot confirm that Liu Guang is a member of our Cult based on this. Since Yang Ling wants to intervene and stop it, Liu Guang will be released from prison in a few days. He can still continue to serve our Cult in Datong. Second Young Master has a soft spot for his daughter, Liu Feiwu. If Second Young Master finds out about this in the future, he will inevitably feel resentful. Should Jiaozhu find another Saintess to offer to Yang Ling? "
Zhang Yin's sharp gaze swept across his face, causing the Great Daoist Master to tremble. Zhang Yin said coldly, "The land of gentleness is the grave of a hero. Our Cult has yet to achieve great things, so how can we be reluctant to part with our personal relationships? I don't care how many women he has as long as he is fooling around. It's a big taboo to use his emotions like this! "
Zhang Yin's eyes flickered as he said slowly, "Since Gu Daeyong and Yang Fang are here, the Emperor will definitely return to the capital in a few days. I don't have time to find a woman of suitable looks and status to act slowly. Yang Ling's wife is from a hunter's family. His two concubines are Qing Lian 'er bought from a brothel. Feiwu is from an official's family after all. Even if her status is not noble, she is ten times better than the three of them. As long as she can win Yang Ling's favor, she will not be afraid of not being able to monopolize the lady's favor. "
"Besides, I was the one who invited Yang Ling. Although it is common for people to visit prostitutes and socialize in the frontier fortress because of the war, if he fooled around with a woman, he will definitely be suspicious when he wakes up tomorrow.
With Miss Liu's status, if she bribed the procuress to redeem her father's life in order to save him from prison, it is a filial daughter's behavior that she was forced to do. This reason is still reasonable. Yang Ling will not suspect me. Moreover, the whole thing has nothing to do with me. Even if Miss Liu makes a mistake in the future, with my military merits and the protection of Marquis Wuding, he will not be able to touch me without solid evidence. "
The Great Daoist Master sighed. Zhang Yin seemed not to hear it and muttered to himself for a while. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and asked, "Regarding Miss Liu, have you made arrangements?"
The Great Daoist Master replied respectfully, "Yes, I have already sent someone to convey the Cult Master's decree to her, but …" The Great Daoist Master hesitated for a moment and said, "She is after all an unmarried girl. It is really difficult for her to recommend herself to a strange man. According to the reports, although she is forced by the Cult Master's order and does not dare to disobey, her expression is a little abnormal."
Zhang Yin smiled coldly and waved his sleeves, saying, "Hmph! What is there to hesitate about sacrificing yourself for the Holy Church? Instruct the people who are taking care of her to act according to the situation. If she is unwilling, drug her tea. When the time comes, it will be too late. I want to see how she will resist! "
The Great Daoist Master was shocked and said, "Cult Master, time is tight. We cannot let her and Yang Ling naturally interact. It is not appropriate to force her now. If we drug her again, she will be resentful. I am afraid that even if she marries into the Yang Family, she will not be willing to work for the Holy Church. Wouldn't that be …?"
"Oh …" Zhang Yin stroked his beard and nodded his head when he heard this, deeply understanding in his heart. After pondering for a moment, a trace of viciousness suddenly flashed past his eyes as he said, "Her father Liu Guang, where is he imprisoned now?"
Even though the Great Daoist Master was his confidant, he did not understand the intention of his question. He hurriedly answered, "There are not many foreigners from Dongchang who came here but the officials who were arrested are full of trouble. They can't torture them. A small character like Liu Guang is locked up in the magistrate's prison. They have sent five to six foreigners to instruct the prison guards to torture him."
Zhang Yin smiled sinisterly, "Are there any of our people in the magistrate's prison?"
The Great Daoist Master answered in confusion, "There are two small prison guards in the magistrate's prison who have been recruited as disciples of our Holy Church. However, their positions are lowly and they are not of much use usually."
Zhang Yin chuckled, "They are not of much use usually but they are useful now. Ask them to do some tricks and get rid of Liu Guang. Liu Guang died in the hands of the officials. Are you afraid that Liu Feiwu will not do her best to work for our Holy Church?"
Only then did the Great Daoist Master understand his intentions. When his gaze met Zhang Yin's eyes that were like poisonous flames, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart. He hurriedly agreed and did not dare to say anything else.
The White Lotus School bewitched the people and used evil arts, talismans, miracles, witch doctors, wealth, immortality, and so on. In the past, most of the disciples were controlled by coercion and temptation. They used the so-called fate magic. Now that they had begun to develop to the middle and upper levels, there were more and more methods to use beauty and lust.
The Maitreya School had worked hard for many years. Every time there were refugees and disaster victims, the Maitreya School would select young men and women to be recruited into the Maitreya School and nurture them well. They would give them a proper identity on the surface. When these people grew up, most of them would be loyal to the Maitreya School. The men would enter various industries and work for the Maitreya School. The women with outstanding beauty would be used to seduce the rich and powerful families of various places and then control them.
Although Zhang Yin's method was slow and would not be effective for decades, it was steady and steady. Compared to the White Lotus School's great evildoers, such as Tang Saier and Xu Hongru, who had given small favors and then used the refugees to rebel during the famine in various places, it was more powerful. Furthermore, it was more difficult for the government to eliminate them.
If it were not for the fact that Yang Ling was about to return to the capital, he would not have the time to transfer the female sorcerers and Saintesses from the headquarters who had been trained since young to bewitch men. He would not have recruited a disciple like Liu Feiwu, who still had a sense of shame and was not too reliable.
Seeing that his trusted subordinate also revealed a trace of pity and disappointment, Zhang Yin opened his mouth but did not say anything. He only waved his hand and asked him to go down to pass the order. After seeing him leave, Zhang Yin leaned back weakly and leaned against the warm camel's back. He closed his eyes and sighed.
How could he be willing to let his son feel resentful? He was willing to let his loyal followers, who had followed him for many years, be secretly vigilant? But if they were not in his position, how could they know how much effort and energy the seemingly omnipotent Cult Master had put in all these years, and how much pressure he had endured?
His father was beheaded by his own people when the White Lotus School split, his uncle was lit as a sky lantern by the government, and his brothers and wife were all executed. He had repeatedly suffered setbacks, failures, and bloody suppression. His heart had long become as hard as stone.
A man is not a gentleman if he is petty, and a man cannot be ruthless. I'm in the business of beheading, so how can I not be careful and tread on thin ice? What great things can a woman's kindness accomplish? After so many years of painstaking effort, he had developed such a large force. Even if he could not change the dynasty for the rest of his life, he believed that the court would not be able to get rid of his loyal followers all over the North and South. His son and grandson would one day become the Emperor, and the world would belong to the Li family. For this day, he would not hesitate no matter how many lives he had to pay. What was a mere woman?
When Zhang Yin thought of this, a hint of a cold smile appeared on the corners of his lips. He suddenly straightened his body and sat up. His eyes regained their shrewdness, coldness, and fanaticism towards power. He had to brace himself. Thanks to Gu Daeyong, tonight, he would win the friendship of over a hundred officials at the border. At the same time, he would plant a spy next to the Emperor's most favored official.
He suddenly smiled, a happy smile. Why was he so stupid in the past? Why did he only want to kill him? Just one sentence from him could save the safety of his followers and send the tens of thousands of Ming Army troops to hell. How could he not make good use of such a person?
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Wang Long's mansion was covered in dust and deserted. It used to be the home of the richest man in Datong. Every night, he would indulge in debauchery. But in less than a month, it seemed to have been deserted for many years.
The moonlight shone in from the window like frost on the floor.
Cui Ying 'er moved lightly into the spacious and empty hall like a ghost in the night.
Glory, splendor, and wealth were but fleeting clouds. Illustrious fame was just a joke in the mouths of others after death. The Emperor's great defeat of Boyan and Gu Daeyong at the foot of Mount Bai, the capture of thousands of troops, and the arrest of countless officials were all talked about enthusiastically by the people. Wang Long's matter seemed to have happened hundreds of years ago. Even the drinkers in "Xinsheng Restaurant" and "Taibai Tavern" outside the back door were too lazy to mention it.
It was said that the market was going to be fully opened. Then the court would not have to force every family in Bazhou to raise horses. The people could farm and do business with people outside the Great Wall to earn money. If the new crops that Yang Ling mentioned were planted, the people's lives would be better. Yang Hu was so stubborn. What did he want? Sigh, I hope this time, he will really change his mind …
Cui Ying 'er sighed and then turned. With a "qiang" sound, the long sword at her waist stabbed out and pointed straight at the window.
Fifth Grandpa Huo was as light as a leopard. He quietly jumped in and said in a low voice, "Ying 'er, it's me."
"Fifth Uncle!" Cui Ying 'er quickly sheathed her sword and went to greet him. Fifth Grandpa Huo smiled and said, "Ying' er, your chance is here. Today, Taiyuan Commander Zhang Yin invited Yang Ling to a banquet and booked the entire 'Beauty Meeting House'. There are more than a hundred civil and military officials attending."
Cui Ying 'er was startled and said, "What kind of chance is that? For the past few days, Yang Ling has been socializing everywhere. Everywhere he goes, his entourage is as numerous as the clouds. Now that there are more than a hundred officials gathered, won't the security be tighter? "
Fifth Grandpa Huo smiled and said, "There are more than a hundred bodyguards guarding there. Who would have thought that after so many days of peace, someone would suddenly break in and kill someone among so many bodyguards? So even though there are many people, the security will be lax. Moreover, because there are more than a hundred officials, their entourages are mixed together and no one knows each other, so we can take advantage of them.
'Beauty Meeting House' is filled with famous prostitutes. Tonight, we are having a banquet. Many of them will be spending the night there. When the time comes, there will be an endless stream of maids, servants, and bodyguards. It might be a little more difficult outside the restaurant, but once we sneak in, we will be able to do whatever we want.
Cui Ying 'er's heart skipped a beat. She felt a little panicky for no reason. In that kind of chaotic place, she might really be able to kill him. If she claimed to have failed, Fifth Uncle's eyes were sharp, how could he not see it?
She stammered, "Fifth Uncle, it is night time now. The city gate is forbidden and there are endless patrols on the city wall. Once we start fighting, we won't be able to escape. Let's … let's find another opportunity."
After saying that, she felt her face was burning. She quickly changed the topic and said, "Have you bought something to eat? Ying 'er is a little hungry. "
Fifth Grandpa Huo looked at her doubtfully, "Sneaking up the city wall through the gaps of the patrols, with our skills, how can we be discovered by the soldiers? If we use the Hundred Treasures Hook to leave the city, where can they catch us? Ying 'er has always been bold, why … "
He was suspicious, but it was not convenient for him to ask. He took out a lotus leaf oil paper bag from his bosom. The meat bun inside was still warm. He then handed it to Cui Ying 'er. Cui Ying' er pretended to be hungry and hurriedly tore open the paper bag to eat.
The officials sealed the house and swept away all the valuables. However, the ordinary furniture and bedding had not been dealt with, so it was not a problem to rest at night. It was late at night. Cui Ying 'er sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated. She thought of the strange look that Fifth Uncle gave her. She always felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. No wonder Yang Hu said such nonsense. Fifth Uncle also looked at her like that …
She bit her lip and gave up on channeling her energy. She sat at the head of the bed and looked at the hazy moonlight shining through the window. She thought to herself, "I just don't want to kill a good official by mistake. Furthermore, it was Yang Ling who pushed for the introduction of the grain seeds and the opening of the market to trade with each other. He really is a true gentleman. If the people have a way to live, why should we rebel? Sigh, when did I … when did I have an affair with him? "
The night was quiet and the moonlight was like water. It was easy to let one's imagination run wild. Cui Ying 'er couldn't help but think of the embarrassing scene when Yang Ling hugged her in the cave on Mount Baishan. Her buttocks felt a little itchy. When their lips brushed past each other's lips, the tingling feeling seemed to reverberate in her heart …
Cui Ying 'er suddenly woke up and secretly spat at herself. She felt her cheeks burning and was extremely embarrassed. She lay down and covered her face with the blanket. However, the more she didn't want to think about it, the more she thought about it. Her heart was beating wildly and she was short of breath. She couldn't help but sit up angrily. After staying in a daze for a long time, she quietly got dressed and wanted to walk down the corridor.
Fifth Master Huo stayed in the room next door. Cui Ying 'er was afraid to wake him up, so she tiptoed to open the door and walked to the shadow of a thick pillar. She was looking at the moon when she suddenly saw a shadow from the corner of her eye. It was like a vulture flying over the top of a wall in the distance.
Cui Ying 'er quickly looked over and saw that the shadow was hidden outside the wall. However, with just one glance, she could see that it was a shadow that had jumped over the wall. Cui Ying 'er was frightened and secretly said, "A spy? Has someone found out where we are staying? "
She immediately turned around and lightly tapped on Fifth Master Huo's window and anxiously said, "Fifth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, it's me, Ying 'er, quickly open the door!"
The room was silent. Cui Ying 'er was surprised. Fifth Uncle was an experienced man, how could he be sleeping so soundly? Could it be …
She jumped in front of the door, covered her nose with one hand, held her breath, and then straightened her palm like a knife and lightly chopped down on the door. This palm strike contained enough strength to break the lock without making too much noise. Unexpectedly, the door was unlatched. With a 'clang' sound, the two doors separated, startling Cui Ying 'er.
Fortunately, the courtyard was big enough and there were no neighbors nearby. She sniffed the room and faintly smelled a fragrance, but it didn't smell like smoke. She immediately moved sideways and stood in the dark. After holding her breath for a while, her eyes adapted to the darkness in the room. She didn't see anyone in the empty room. She softly called out, "Fifth Uncle?"
Cui Ying 'er felt her way to the front of Fifth Uncle Huo's bed. Using the dim light, she saw that there was no one on the bed. She then found a candle and lit it. She covered the light with her hand and walked to the bed. She saw that the bedding was neat and tidy and there was a thick incense burning on the bed. At the bottom of the incense, there was a flexible silk thread that went through the bed curtains and around the top of the bed.
Cui Ying 'er looked up and saw that there was a stool on the top of the curtains. One of the stool's legs was on the top of the curtains and the rest of the stool was hanging in the air. The only thing holding the stool together was the silk thread. When the incense burned to the end, the flammable silk thread would break and the stool would fall heavily to the ground.
She jumped up and pulled the stool down. She saw that there were a few strokes on the surface of the stool. The stool was carved with a strange pattern with his fingers. It was a secret sign used by the mountain bandits to communicate with each other. Cui Ying 'er knew at a glance that it was to tell her to hide in place or to leave the city immediately when she saw the secret sign. Cui Ying 'er stomped her foot heavily. Fifth Uncle went to kill Yang Ling!
What should she do? Cui Ying 'er bit her lip. She was at a loss and her mind was in a mess. Fifth Uncle broke into the restaurant alone. Would he be able to come out safely? If Yang Ling's defense was not strong enough and he was killed, what could she do? She definitely didn't want to kill one, and she definitely didn't want him to die the other. Cui Ying 'er felt bitter in her heart. She immediately stomped her foot and dashed out of the room. She chased after the black shadow.
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The snowy plains were filled with stars. The color of the night became very cold, but all of the soldiers in the camp still stood motionless on the snowy ground. The Enforcement Guards of the Commander all around held torches in their hands, the flames blazing.
"Motherf * cker! Trying to give me a show of strength? "The Commander held a blood-stained horsewhip and strode back and forth in front of the troops, cursing in a rough voice. There were two bonfires in front of them. Six bare-chested soldiers were hung on the wooden frames. Blood had congealed on their bodies and their lips had turned blue from the cold.
"What? Commander Meng has a close relationship with the Maitreya spy Li Yi and is very likely to be a traitor. Are you his accomplices? Hmm? I just took office. How dare you neglect me and spread rumors to slander me? Who said that father was a soldier in the rear and had never fought in a war before? That he didn't have the ability to lead you bear soldiers? Me! Do you understand military law? "
The new Commander Meng proudly pointed at a soldier who was shivering in the cold and shouted, "You, step forward! There are 17 prohibitions and 54 decapitations in the army. Every one of them is a crime punishable by death. Father doesn't know soldiers? Father is familiar with the art of war. How could he not know soldiers? Tell me, what is the 17th rule of the 17 prohibitions? "
The soldier felt dizzy and stammered, "Sir … Sir, this lowly one … this …"
Commander Meng lashed out with his whip, causing the soldier to tremble violently. A streak of blood appeared on his cheek. Commander Meng yelled, "This general told you to step forward. Why didn't you announce your name to this general? The 17th rule of the 17 prohibitions: Do not interrogate the enemy when observing the enemy, do not investigate the enemy in detail, do not speak when you arrive, speak when you arrive, speak when you arrive, behead! Do you understand? If you don't speak when you arrive, this general will behead you. Scram! "
The soldier stumbled back to headquarters. His cheek was bleeding, but he didn't dare to wipe it. Commander Meng saw an old soldier twitch his mouth and said, "You, step forward!"
"Yes! This lowly officer Feng Dafu, please give your orders, City Commander! "the old soldier stepped forward and said boldly.
"Ha!" Commander Meng laughed and nodded. "Hmm, you're a general? I heard that you pursued the enemy valiantly this time and single-handedly killed seventeen enemy chiefs and brought them back. That's why you were promoted to general by Commander Meng? Let me ask you, what is the fourth rule of the 17 prohibitions? "
The old soldier hesitated for a moment and then said defiantly, "This lowly officer only knows how to go into battle and charge bravely. This lowly officer is illiterate and can't remember military laws!"
"Whoosh!" Another lash of the whip. The old soldier flew into a rage and yelled, "Father can bleed and risk his life to go into battle. I have never violated military law, why are you beating me?"
Commander Meng lashed out again, but the old soldier grabbed the tip of the whip. Commander Meng struggled a few times but couldn't break free. He couldn't help but sneer, "The fourth rule of the 17 prohibitions: If one complains too much, angers the general, and does not listen to restrictions, it will be even more difficult to control. This is called forming an army, and those who violate it will be beheaded! You dare to speak to this official like this? Men, capture him and beat him hard! "
A few of his personal guards leapt forward and grabbed the general, dragging him over and hanging him on a wooden rack. The whip landed on his body, and the old soldier's muscular torso was already covered in wounds. Now, the old and new wounds were mixed together, causing blood to flow freely.
After venting his anger, Commander Meng sneered at the silent soldiers. "Father already knew that you lazy soldiers would commit all sorts of evil and commit all sorts of heinous crimes. You're all a bunch of ruffians and scoundrels, hmph! This official has just been appointed, so you want to show me who's boss, right?
I'm your immediate superior, so if you want to go against me, let's see who's better. All of you, go back to sleep. There's no dinner for tonight. Tomorrow morning, this official's order to gather troops will arrive. Only those who don't cause trouble and don't nitpick will have food to eat. Dismissed! "
The soldiers were silent as they suppressed the anger in their hearts and quietly returned to their tents in groups. City Secretary Ma chuckled and glanced sideways at the soldiers who had been hung on the rack for being disrespectful to him. In a loud voice, he ordered, "Someone, stew a whole chicken for this official and bring it into the tent!" As he spoke, he turned around and went back into his tent.
"Corrupt officials!" Someone in the distance scolded under the cover of the night, but his comrade quickly covered his mouth and dragged him into the tent.
"Corrupt officials!" Liu Feiwu was also cursing, "How shameless! You captured my father, and you actually want me to serve you before you're willing … willing to release him. This imperial court should really be destroyed!"
The Liu family's young lady was wearing a thin cotton parrot's green tight-fitting jacket, with a pearl leather bikini on the outside. Her waist was tied with a light red ribbon, and she wore a moon white undergarment. Her makeup was light and elegant, her skin was pink, and there was a hint of virgin hair on her lips. She was clearly still a sixteen or seventeen year old girl. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were slanted. She was exceptionally beautiful.
"Lower your voice." The Maitreya Cult's female sorcerer, Auntie Hong, who was disguised as an old maid, was as short as a meatball. She put on a fake smile and said, "That's why your father joined our sacred cult. He wanted to overthrow the imperial court and rebuild the peaceful world."
She used her fingers that were as fat as carrots to pick up a golden hairpin and gently inserted it into Liu Feiwu's high-coiled hair bun. She clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Beautiful, so beautiful. Sigh, just like when I was young!
Sigh, Miss Feiwu, don't put on a bitter face. The sacred cult can't save your father now. You also know that many people who have nothing to do with our sacred cult have been captured by Yang Ling and Gu Daeyong. They were extorted and blackmailed, and their families were ruined. Moreover, your father is indeed a member of our cult. If he's not careful, he'll be executed. "
She whispered, "That's why the Great Master decided to let you beat him at his own game and pretend to flatter him. Firstly, you can save your father. Secondly, you can gain his favor and trust so that you can do more for the sacred cult and teach them a lesson in the future."
Liu Feiwu's body was trembling slightly. She said with tears in her eyes, "Auntie Hong, I … I'm a little scared. I'm still a virgin. How can I do such a thing and bring shame to my family? You want me … You want me to sacrifice myself to him, force a smile, and stay by his side all the time? I … I really can't do it … "
She suddenly grabbed Auntie Hong's hand and said hopefully, "I … I can kill him and assassinate him while he's drunk. Auntie Hong, the Great Master has remarkable abilities. Can you ask him to save my father and leave? I'm willing to kill that dog official and perish together with him to repay the sacred cult! "
"Ridiculous!" Auntie Hong's face turned serious and she shook off Liu Feiwu's hand abruptly. She immediately realized that she had lost her composure, so she quickly put on a smile and said, "Miss Feiwu, I know that you have a soft spot for the Second Young Master. It's common for men to have three wives and four concubines. How many women does the Second Young Master have around him? He doesn't care if you're a virgin or not. You've made such a great sacrifice for the sacred cult and fulfilled your duty as a Saint to dedicate yourself to the sacred cult. The Second Young Master will only dote on you more. "
"Don't be silly. Listen to Auntie Hong." Auntie Hong's eyes flashed. She secretly pinched the paper bag in her sleeve and said softly but coldly, "Remember, if Yang Ling dies, your father, your mother, and your whole family will die!"
Liu Feiwu's body trembled and she stood there in a daze. Auntie Hong could not help but smile when she saw that her threat was effective. She immediately thought of what she should do if Liu Feiwu got cold feet and had second thoughts. It would be inconvenient for her to barge in at that time. After thinking about it, she decided that it would be best to give Liu Feiwu the Bone Softening Powder.
Auntie Hong softened her tone and said, "Don't do anything stupid. Here, Auntie Hong has prepared some powder here. It can prevent you from getting pregnant and carrying that traitor's vile spawn."
She took a teacup and shook open the paper bag to pour the powder into it. She then poured a cup of tea and said, "Drink it. This is all that Auntie Hong can help you with."
Liu Feiwu said in fear, "Auntie Hong, I … I …" When she saw Auntie Hong's stern gaze, Liu Feiwu could not help but feel afraid. She took the teacup and took a sip.
The sip of tea had a faint fragrance, but in her mouth, it tasted like a cup of bitter wine. Liu Feiwu thought about her situation and suddenly felt sorrowful. She put the teacup down and could not help but cry bitterly.
This Maitreya Sect's secret 'soft feet' was the same as drinking a cup. After half an incense stick's time, her limbs would go weak and her limbs would be weak. Even if she struggled, it would be impossible for her to escape. Weak resistance would only arouse the men's desire to conquer her.
Auntie Hong saw that she drank the tea and could not help but smile. She covered the teacup and was about to say something when someone laughed loudly outside, "Haha, there are so many veteran generals in the army today. Drinking to my heart's content. Mister Yang seems to have drunk a little too much?"
The footsteps stopped outside the door. Immediately, a man's tongue-tied voice said with a bitter smile, "If … if I had known that these border generals drank like drinking water, I would not have dared to accompany them. Two days ago, Commander Du and the others were still considered refined. Who would have thought … uh … where are they going …? I have to go … go back to rest. I really … really can't hold my liquor. "
The man said with a smile, "Everyone heard that Your Excellency has obtained an imperial edict to protect them from persecution. Naturally, they are extremely grateful. How can they not drink to their heart's content in joy? You are as drunk as mud. If you go back now and catch a cold, Commander Zhang and the other generals of Datong will blame me. Hehe, Mister Yang, why don't you rest at this' Elegant Arrival Brothel 'tonight. Although' Elegant Arrival Brothel 'is not as big as' Savant's Brothel ', in terms of distinguished courtesans, it can be said to be the best in Datong. "
"What?" Yang Ling shakily broke free from Taiyuan Commander Guan Yong's hand and said with wide eyes, "Just now … just now the women serving the wine were so impudent. It is already an insult to the official's dignity. The imperial court forbids officials from visiting prostitutes. How … how can this be allowed?" "Sigh, there is wine today, so let's get drunk today. When the flowers are ripe to be plucked, they must be plucked." Guan Yong said disapprovingly, "The rules of the capital do not apply in a place like Datong, which is often at war. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Your Excellency has been away from the capital for a long time. Occasionally indulging yourself is but a romantic affair. What's so great about it? I heard that the lady arranged for Your Excellency is a pure and beautiful woman, a famous beauty of 'Elegant Arrival Brothel'. This is the goodwill of your colleagues. There are many generals staying at 'Elegant Arrival Brothel' tonight. If Your Excellency insists on leaving, some of the generals will inevitably feel apprehensive. Won't that spoil everyone's mood? "
Yang Ling hesitated for a moment. The door was pushed open and Guan Yong had already dragged him into the room. Aunt Hong hurriedly waved a handkerchief to welcome them. She said with a face full of smiles, "Aiyo, this servant greets Your Excellency. Miss Cuiyun, aren't you going to help Your Excellency rest?"
Liu Feiwu surreptitiously wiped away her tears and hurriedly got up to squeeze out a smile. Yang Ling's head was dizzy and his legs were light. He could not stand stably. Aunt Hong hurriedly went forward to support him. She surreptitiously gave Liu Feiwu a look. Liu Feiwu hastily braced herself and came over. The two of them took Yang Ling from Guan Yong's hands and helped him to sit at the table.
Aunt Hong picked up a teacup and poured a cup of hot tea for him. She then smiled apologetically and said, "Your Excellency, this young lady has just joined our 'Elegant Cloud Brothel'. She has a graceful appearance and an extraordinary temperament. That is why we wanted her to accompany Your Excellency. However, this young lady still does not understand the etiquette of serving others. If she has been disrespectful in any way, please forgive her."
As she said this, she nodded and bowed and retreated. When Guan Yong saw Yang Ling sit down, he could not help but chuckle like an old hen. He winked and said, "This subordinate has been to the 'Elegant Cloud Brothel' a few times. I did not expect such an extraordinary lady to be hiding here. Sigh, it is better to come at the right time than to come early. Mr Yang is indulging himself in romantic affairs tonight. This subordinate does not dare to accompany him. Hahaha, I'm leaving!"
Guan Yong dashed out of the room and closed the door. He thought about how he had also settled on a delicate and lovely beauty who was waiting for his affection on the embroidered couch. He could not help but rub his palms together and swagger away while humming an obscene tune.
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"Your Excellency Zhang, why hasn't my Excellency come out yet?" Wu Hanchao stood in the corridor and asked Zhang Yin with cupped hands.
Zhang Yin's footsteps were unsteady. It was as if he had drunk too much. He smiled drunkenly and said, "Oh, you are Mr Yang's subordinate? Your Excellency is staying at the 'Elegant Cloud Brothel' tonight. Haha, fine wine and beautiful women. I think there is no need for you to wait outside. You can just come and fetch Your Excellency tomorrow morning. Uh … "As he said this, he hiccupped.
"This …" Wu Hanchao hesitated for a moment. His Excellency was already staying at the 'Elegant Cloud Brothel'? Perhaps he was having sex with a woman right now. As a guard, how could he invite him back? But without the Excellency's order, how could he leave?
Zhang Yin saw his awkward expression and could not help but laugh in his heart. This young man from Wudang Mountain was not bad. He was not inferior to his three sons. For Yang Ling to be able to find such a talent, he really had a good eye for talent. If Yang Ling knew that the General Zhang that he was so respectful to was the Maitreya Sect Leader, who knew what expression he would have.
Zhang Yin wanted to tease him a few more times. A general came back from the toilet. When he saw him from afar, he laughed and said, "Your Excellency Zhang, you are so cunning. Where did you go when I was toasting? Come, let's go back and continue drinking."
When he saw Wu Hanchao standing in the corridor, he was startled and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have something to do in the army?"
Zhang Yin smiled and said, "No, this is Mr Yang's bodyguard. He is loyal and does not want to leave."
The general stared at him and said, "What is this place? Huh? What can happen? You can leave. Mr Yang is enjoying himself in the Hibiscus Tent. Ah! He is so drunk that he looks like he is floating on water. He told me to pass on his message but I forgot. Go, go. Mr Yang asked you to come and fetch him tomorrow morning. Don't come too early. Hehe, Your Excellency is doing physical work now. Hahahaha … "
He left Wu Hanchao, who was standing helplessly in the corridor with a bitter smile on his face. He put his arm around Zhang Yin's shoulder and laughed heartily as he walked towards the hall …
The winding corridors were filled with music and music. But at this time, except for a few generals who were addicted to alcohol and were still in the hall, most of them had already gone off to seek pleasure with their beauties. There were not many people walking in the courtyard. Zhang Yin and the general hugged each other as they passed by a rockery. Behind the rockery, creaking sounds of ice and snow could be heard faintly, as if it was being stepped on by humans and animals. Zhang Yin was startled and stopped walking. He smiled vaguely and said, "Old Liu, thanks to your interruption, I forgot that I also need to relieve myself.
"Ha, okay. I will wait for you in the hall. You … you better not sneak away." General Liu smiled and replied before walking towards the hall.
When Zhang Yin was far away, the drunkenness on his face disappeared. He looked around and saw that there was no one. He suddenly jumped over the railing and landed on the snowy ground. His movements were as swift as a leopard. He then took a deep breath and slowly walked around the rockery. He whispered, "Who is it?"
He was worried that it was some unruly general who had drunk too much and disregarded his status to relieve himself behind the rockery. He did not dare to be too conspicuous. Unexpectedly, there was a rustling sound behind the rockery and a series of footsteps moved quickly.
This person's lightness kung fu was not bad. It was a pity that there was no one to sweep the snow. No matter how agile he was, he could not walk on the snow without leaving a sound. Zhang Yin saw him escape and became suspicious. He could no longer hide his identity and immediately chased after him.
Behind the rockery was a pool of flowers and trees. They were now covered in snow and the moonlight was like water. Although the figure was agile, it could not escape Zhang Yin's eyes and ears. He chased after a few trees that were covered in snow. Suddenly, a voice came from the shadows and scolded, "You untactful dog official. I wanted to spare your life but you don't know what's good for you. I will send you to heaven as I wish."
As he said this, a figure leaped out and clawed at him with his five fingers. It was fierce and fierce, like an eagle swooping down on its prey. Zhang Yin stood his ground and did not dodge. He looked at the eagle's claw that was descending from the sky. His expression was calm as usual.
Just as Fifth Master Huo had predicted, the officials went to a restaurant to drink. Moreover, they drank wine with women. Although this place looked like it was heavily guarded, it was extremely easy to sneak in. It was almost impossible to guard against them.
How could the guards see those people talking and laughing without restraint at the banquet, and how could they be seen by the ugly state of laying their hands on the beauties in their arms? Hundreds of guards, carriages, and servants did not know each other. Who had the ability and the right to interrogate people who looked unfamiliar to them?
Fifth Master Huo had easily snuck into the restaurant, but it was difficult to find Yang Ling. He had wanted to wait for a passing servant to ask for Yang Ling's whereabouts, but he did not expect to be overheard. Fifth Master Huo looked down from above, like an eagle. His sharp fingers gripped the head of the general in military uniform tightly. If he managed to grab hold of it, he would be able to break the general's neck.
However, at this moment, the general lifted his head. The moonlight shone on his face, revealing his ordinary features. However, his eyes shone with an incomparable sharpness. Fifth Elder Huo's heart skipped a beat. To be so fearless, to be so confident, this person was not simple.
He wanted to change his position but in a martial arts competition, the most taboo was to injure someone in the air. Once he was in the air, and the opponent's martial arts skills were similar, it was easier said than done to change his position. He had underestimated this general.
His figure covered the moonlight and Zhang Yin's face was quickly hidden in shadow. At this time, Zhang Yin's legs bent slightly and he made his move.
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Yang Ling and Liu Feiwu sat opposite each other. Both were very uneasy because … it was their first time. One was a prostitute for the first time and the other was a prostitute for the first time.
Looking at the lady opposite him, it was obvious that she had dressed up carefully. But with her looks, it was obvious that she did not need to dress up to attract any man with a normal sexual orientation … perhaps Wang Long was an exception.
Her body was delicate and timid, soft like a willow. Her face was exceptionally handsome and her skin was as fair as snow. Her bright eyes seemed to be restrained but not restrained as she avoided his gaze. She seemed to be shy and also seemed to be afraid. Recalling that the Madam said that she had only come to the Pavilion of Beauties for a few days, this expression that did not seem to be fake could be understood.
Sigh, he had beautiful wives and concubines. Compared to the previous generation, he had long fallen into depravity. Did he have to add another reason to bully such a pitiful woman? But … his heart was clearly stirred. Why did he want a woman so much today? Was it because he had been away from the capital for too long and had drunk?
Yang Ling did not know that the woman who accompanied him had secretly put an aphrodisiac in his wine. Now that the aphrodisiac was gradually taking effect, he thought that his willpower was not strong enough. He secretly blamed himself. "Young-niang and Lian 'er are already pregnant with your child. They are waiting at home for you to return as soon as possible. How can you be so dissolute and happy outside?"
But … this lady is so beautiful. Since she has entered the brothel, if I let her go today, she will still have to live a life of 'a pair of jade arms for a thousand pillows and a little red lips for ten thousand to taste' tomorrow. She is a prostitute and I do not have to bear any responsibility. Who will remember who when I leave tomorrow?
No … no … I cannot be so heavily assimilated by the ancient people. This kind of thing is like drug addiction. No one will stop it and no one will condemn it. If I take this step today, won't I be even more indulgent in wine and women in the future?
The fire of lust in Yang Ling's body surged with the help of the alcohol and gradually became unbearable. Even if the woman in front of him was just an ordinary woman, at this moment, he was afraid that he would see her as a peerless beauty. Moreover, the beauty in front of him was delicate and lovely like a drug. His willpower gradually collapsed.
He grabbed the teacup and drained it in one gulp. He coughed dryly and said, "Miss …"
Liu Feiwu was also struggling in her heart. She had received advice from Li Dayi and learned martial arts for a few days. In her heart, she was thinking whether she should pull out the golden hairpin and stab this treacherous official to death so that her innocence would not be tarnished. However, when she recalled what Aunt Hong had said and the terrible fate of the apostate being crawled by thousands of ants, she shuddered in fear.
Yang Ling did not move for a long time. She was looking forward to sitting like this for the night and getting through today first. As soon as she heard Yang Ling's words, she jumped up in shock. Her round eyes widened in alarm as she said, "Wh … what?"
Yang Ling did not know what to say. In his heart, he wanted to ask her to leave so that he would not be tempted after drinking too much. However, the gradually rising fire of lust and the faint reaction of his lower body kept on stopping him. He licked his lips and was at a loss of what to do. The door opened and a shadow suddenly flashed in.
Liu Feiwu heard the sound of the door and reflexively looked back. From the corner of her eyes, she only saw a black shadow flash by and her neck was hit by a palm. Her body softly fell down.
Cui Ying 'er caught her body and gently placed her on a chair against the wall. She turned her head around and with a frosty face, she sneered at Yang Ling and said, "Turns out that you are nothing more than this. Greedy, lecherous, and bullying women."
When Yang Ling saw that it was her, his fire of lust dissipated in surprise. He said in astonishment, "It's you? You haven't left yet? What are you doing here? "
He took a look at Miss Cui Yun who was unconscious on the big chair and said with a wry smile, "Don't randomly accuse others. It's fine if you say that I'm greedy and lecherous, but as for 'bullying' … it seems that what they do is to be 'bullied' by others. If no one is willing to bully them, they might be even more upset."
Cui Ying 'er blushed and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense with me! If it wasn't for the fact that you are a good official who thinks of the common people, I wouldn't even be bothered to save you! "
She angrily sat down on Liu Feiwu's chair. When Yang Ling heard that she wanted to save him, his heart calmed down. He asked curiously, "Save me? Someone wants to kill me and it's not you? … Uh, it's not your people? "
Cui Ying 'er snorted, "Why are you asking so much? You are a man of your words and a gentleman. I came to see you, firstly to save your life, and secondly to ask you for a favor? "
Cui Ying 'er's appearance was beautiful and had a unique heroic spirit. Even though she was dressed plainly at this moment, she looked extremely beautiful under the light. The charm of a mature woman made her brows and the corners of her eyes extremely flirtatious. Yang Ling, who had a sign of turning into a pervert, scolded himself with reddened eyes, "It's fine if that woman was a prostitute just now, but now her head is hanging in someone else's hands. You … Why are you staring at her chest and face?"
Cui Ying 'er also didn't expect him to be so daring. He actually dared to have evil thoughts about her at this moment. She frowned and explained the matter helplessly.
After all, Yang Ling was an official. She didn't dare to say that her husband was still deliberately rebelling. She only said that more than two hundred of her brothers died tragically in the capital and Yang Hu was still determined to take revenge. Even though she persuaded him, it was difficult for him to return to Bazhou because of his reputation.
Cui Ying 'er spoke until her mouth was dry. She lifted the teacup in front of her and saw that the tea was almost full. She guessed that the woman hadn't touched it yet, so she drank the tea. She then told him about how she and Fifth Uncle came to Datong and how they had been secretly following him. She then smiled bitterly, "Milord, this is what happened. My husband has already promised to live in seclusion with me. I also don't want to hurt milord and bring another catastrophe to the people of Bazhou.
I will be leaving in a while. Milord, please immediately gather the guards and make a big fuss. Just say that there was an assassination attempt. My Fifth Uncle will see that the situation is not good and will not dare to barge in forcefully. This will also give my husband a way out. Therefore, I came here to make a gentleman's agreement with milord. Even though the person who wanted to kill is one of our people, after all … I came here to inform you. Milord, please ensure that both of us can leave safely. From then on, our gratitude and grudges will be severed and we will mind our own business. "
The effect of the drug in Yang Ling's body was getting stronger and stronger. Even without Liu Feiwu's seduction, he also wanted to possess this' famous prostitute of the brothel '. However, his remaining trace of intelligence told him that at least this Hong Niangzi in front of him was someone that he could never touch. He clenched his teeth and said while holding the table, "Alright, I promise you. You … you should leave now. I will immediately … immediately go out and gather … gather the guards. You should leave now …"
Yang Ling struggled to stand up. He was shocked to feel that his lower body was as hard as iron. Even though his robe was loose and wouldn't be discovered, he still felt guilty and hurriedly sat down again. He said, "You should leave now. I, Yang, promise … my daughter …"
Cui Ying 'er frowned and said, "Why did you drink so much wine? What if the moment I leave, Fifth Uncle takes the opportunity to come? "
She rolled her eyes and saw Liu Feiwu's clothes. She smiled and said, "I'll change into her clothes and help you to the hall. You can go and summon the guards. I'll take the opportunity to leave."
Cui Ying 'er had changed her clothes in front of him before, so she didn't care that it was a big deal to remove her outer clothes in front of other people. Moreover, she wore a lot of clothes in winter. She just wanted to change into Liu Feiwu's overskirt.
But when she stood up and untied her grey leather robe, her shoulder suddenly tightened. Someone was hugging her tightly. Cui Ying 'er was shocked and angry at the same time. She thought that Yang Ling was going back on his words and wanted to capture her. She was angry and amused at the same time: Do you think you can capture me? You really have the courage of a coward because of the wine.
Cui Ying 'er struggled with all her strength. She was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Even if she was bound by iron chains, she might be able to break free if she struggled with all her strength. But at this moment … at this moment, her arms were weak and her bones seemed to have softened.
She turned her head in anger, only to see Yang Ling's face flushed red, and the breath coming out of his mouth was as hot as fire. There was a faint sweet fragrance in the smell of alcohol. With her vast experience as a mountain bandit, she could naturally smell that he had taken some kind of aphrodisiac. Cui Ying 'er couldn't help but be scared out of her wits. In the blink of an eye, Yang Ling had already lifted her delicate body and walked shakily to the bedside.
Cui Ying 'er was scared out of her wits. She cried with a trembling voice, "Let me go, let me go, please … You're drugged, let me go, I have a way … Ah!" With a scream, her clothes were torn and half of her plump chest was exposed. Cui Ying 'er screamed in despair, "Don't touch me, if you dare to touch me, I'll definitely kill you, I'll definitely … Wu wu wu …"
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Under the dim light, Cui Ying 'er's pretty face was like dew on a pear blossom, and her tears were still wet. She no longer had the strength to push Yang Ling, who had sunk into madness. She could only close her eyes, and her beautiful body was hazy and graceful under his body …
Yang Ling might still remember who she was in his mind, or he might not know anything. He only knew how ecstatic he was now. The beauty under him was really an extremely moving stunner.
Two slender, plump, round and moving thighs, a pair of plump and firm breasts, he pressed wildly on Cui Ying 'er's body. They were intertwined together and clamped together seamlessly. The indescribable pleasure brought him an indescribable joy in the midst of Cui Ying' er's soft sobbing moans …
The gums were like a small boat on the waves. The lamp was as small as a bean. Inside the Joyous Union tent, the limbs were intertwined, and one could vaguely see patches of pink and white softness. Yang Ling had fallen into madness, but Cui Ying 'er was clear-headed.
The clear-headed her was so ashamed and resentful that she wanted to die. Her thin lips seemed to have been bitten until they bled, but the physical reaction was not controlled by her shameful and resentful mind. Her suddenly opened eyes became hazy, and along with Yang Ling's movements, she occasionally let out a sweet moan, like the sound of a flute.
"How could this be? Oh my god, I'm going to die. " Cui Ying 'er, who already wanted to cry but had no tears, silently shouted in her heart, but her delicate body helplessly responded, using her maturity and flexibility to welcome Yang Ling's almost violent impact.
A smooth, fragrant breast fell between Yang Ling's lips and tongue. Cui Ying 'er trembled in shame and resentment, "God damn it, he … he clearly took an aphrodisiac and lost his mind, but he still … still teased me like this …" A jade arm that wanted to push him had just landed on his shoulder when it was put down dejectedly. Things had already come to this, could she still keep her innocence?
Her curves were beautiful, her round buttocks were perky, and the creamy skin on his hand was warm and smooth, plump and soft as if there were no bones. Only this kind of ripe peach like beauty would have this kind of feeling, but her small waist was so slender that it could only be held, and it was even more plump and firm …
The wind and rain did not stop, but Cui Ying 'er's mind was in a whirl. In her heart, there was only one thought, "Kill him!" However, those thoughts were interrupted from time to time. In the midst of the extreme joy, her mind was temporarily in a kind of ascending emptiness. Once she returned to the human world and woke up, the extremely ashamed and resentful her only thought was to "commit suicide" to end this matter.
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The night, on the endless snowy plains of the border stockade, was cold and quiet.
Between heaven and earth, it was as if everything had stopped breathing.
Occasionally, some small nocturnal animals would sneak out of the snow, run a few steps, and then hide under the snowy plains again.
In the camp of the border stockade, the soldier who had been whipped by Department Secretary Ma suddenly let out a terrified scream in his nightmare. He struggled with his head covered in sweat, clenching his fists and waving his arms and legs, and his shrill screams did not stop.
The soldier next to him, who had been startled awake, was furious. He shoved him and shouted, "What are you howling for? Are you f * cking wailing?"
Without saying a word, a soldier on the other side of the tent who had been startled awake was infected by this terrifying sound and also began to scream loudly. This frightened them, and more and more soldiers were infected by this hysterical atmosphere. The depression, fatigue, and fear that had accumulated in the soldiers' bodies for a long time erupted at this moment. More and more people screamed crazily, and wave after wave of hysterical screams quickly spread throughout the entire camp.
In the cold darkness of the night, the most terrifying "camp howl" for a thousand years occurred in the camp. The entire camp was filled with the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves. The howls caused more and more people to feel fear, and they all grabbed their weapons to guard against anyone who approached.
No one knew who made the first move, but a great commotion broke out. The camp of more than five thousand soldiers became the most terrifying battlefield. Their comrades were like irreconcilable enemies. As they yelled and screamed like madmen, they grabbed whatever weapons they could to attack others and hacked with all their might without fear of death.
The tension of the battle, the low morale caused by Gu Daeyong's purge, and the panic caused by the new city secretary's abuse of the soldiers caused the soldiers who had gone crazy from the "camp howl" to vent their anger without regard for anything else. They destroyed military discipline to their heart's content, using their own bodies and lives to create an irrational massacre inside and outside the camp.
At first, the soldier on the lookout tower outside the camp was still somewhat clear-headed. He lit his fire and blew his horn in an attempt to rouse his comrades, but as the massacre spread to the entire camp, he finally broke down and went crazy. He picked up his weapon and rushed down from the lookout tower to join in the massacre.
In the distance, it was still quiet. Then, in the silence, the storm did not stop and the rain did not stop …
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