Chapter 53 So wicked it could kill gods and Buddhas, so evil it had no taboos. ...
Xiao Yinshi realized that the word "madman" was an insult directed at him.
He lowered his gaze to the swollen lips of the person beneath him, whose body was engulfed in raging karmic fire. A thin layer of sweat glistened on his exposed chest, exuding a captivating sensuality. Yet, his eyes were tinged with a bloodlust, giving him a terrifying aura of a demon from hell. "Once you cure me of this poison, I will let you go."
The pillow was covered in fallen peach blossom petals. Feng Tan's whole body was tense, his defensive posture was very strong. Hearing this, he said sarcastically, "Lord Xiao, could it be that what you drank just now wasn't right?!"
Feng Tan had clearly misunderstood. Xiao Yinshi stared intently at her face with his dark eyes, his breath spraying onto her exposed skin. He ripped off her belt, tore open her outer garment, and leaned down to kiss her passionately.
The man's inherent wickedness was laid bare. At this critical moment, no amount of sweet talk would work. He didn't intend to waste any more words with Feng Tan; he only wanted to enjoy this body. He had wanted to do this ever since he saw the young man and Feng Qinghuang traveling together and saying goodbye to Lin Wanzhou.
Oppress, tear apart, devour, consume, and finally discard. Since he's so promiscuous, what harm is there in having one more? He forcefully imprisoned Feng Tan beneath him, showing no gentleness whatsoever.
A new round of lingering kisses descended, Xiao Yinshi's kisses invading downwards inch by inch from the neck, a series of light and heavy bites, tearing away the clothes that were in the way. As lightning flashed across the sky, the boy's exposed, fair shoulders made his eyes red.
Unable to stop, men who have never ejaculated are insatiable, turning into gluttons. The worst aspects of male nature are manifested at this moment, and the deep desire is terrifying.
Under such a relentless onslaught, a strange feeling overwhelmed Feng Tan. She struggled to breathe under the pressure, her body, which was trying to rise, was firmly held down, her wrists were gripped painfully, and she had no room to fight back.
The shameless lips and tongue continued downwards, Feng Tan's cheeks flushed red, she closed her eyes, and a sniper rifle materialized in her palm. Due to the distance, the muzzle was pressed against Xiao Yinshi's Adam's apple, and lust and killing were simultaneously playing out on the bed.
Xiao Yinshi's kiss stopped on Feng Tan's shoulder. He lifted his handsome, chiseled face, a faint smile playing on his lips. As his Adam's apple bobbed, the sniper rifle moved in sync with it. "Lord Feng, do you want to play the chaste and virtuous woman game with me?"
He slowly loosened his grip on Feng Tan's wrist, stroked her soft cheek, and sighed softly, "Think it over. If you miss this shot, you'll suffer even more later."
“Lord Xiao is a ninth-rank martial artist with a movement speed of 0.5 seconds, while this gun has a firing speed of 0.1 seconds.” Feng Tan’s eyes were cold and sharp. Fearing that Xiao Yinshi might not understand what “second” meant, she added, “What I mean is, a single hit is guaranteed.”
The damp rain filled the humid bed, Xiao Yinshi's face turned gloomy, as if a black mist was spreading around him, his eyes were filled with a fierce clash of ice and fire, and his whole person was strange and cold.
Feng Tan was afraid, but she remained brave and said, word by word, "Only beasts are driven by lust, not by emotion."
This was yet another roundabout way of insulting him. Xiao Yinshi's eyes were unfathomable, and his voice was deep and resonant as he said, "You want me to fall in love with you?"
Feng Tan was startled by his thought process again, and calmly said, "My lord came with a mission. Now that you have taken over the cabinet, the defense map of Dahuang is within your grasp. After this is over, you will have to return to Huachao. You are thinking about ruling the world and have the whole country under your control. There is no way you can have feelings for your children."
A palpable sense of pressure enveloped Feng Tan. She struggled to keep her mind sharp. "Life is full of divergent paths, you go to Hunan, I go to Qin. I am a citizen of Dahuang. No matter how corrupt the government is, it is still my country. Remember, the country comes before the family. You want the defense map, and I didn't report it for personal reasons, which is disloyal to the country. If you force me to do this tonight, I won't hesitate to fight to the death."
Xiao Yinshi's heavy breath sprayed onto Feng Tan's exposed skin, his eyes filled with a deep, unfathomable desire. With the sniper rifle pressed against his throat, he looked at Feng Tan's stubborn face, which seemed ready to die. For some reason, after being threatened so thoroughly, the passion beneath him surged even more intensely.
He stared at the face he had longed for day and night, his fingers pointing downwards. Sensing Feng Tan's slight struggle, he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."
Feng Tan closed her eyes. Having read too many stories in brothels, she knew what Xiao Yinshi was doing.
After a long while, the man's hot breath sprayed on Feng Tan's cheek, and a low groan escaped his throat. Amidst the mess, he raised his eyes, the lust fading, and stared at Feng Tan, his gaze deep and silent, yet filled with a thick, dark malice.
That look in his eyes seemed to say: One day, I'll fucking kill you.
This person has never shied away from the ruthlessness that runs deep in his bones; he is so evil that he can kill gods and Buddhas, and so wicked that he has no taboos.
Feng Tan's heart clenched painfully.
A cold wind and rain fell heavily. Before leaving, Xiao Yinshi turned back to look at the disheveled young man in a blue robe with a flower wreath on his head in front of the door. He watched as the young man decisively threw out the bedding and slammed the door shut.
***
The next day, the sky was bright and clear, a deep blue. The morning sun shone on the gates of the Ministry of Justice. A gatekeeper, yawning, emerged from inside. Seeing the young man in blue official robes who had arrived early for his shift, he snapped out of his daze and greeted him, "This humble servant greets Lord Feng! But sir, isn't Lord Gao...?"
Weren't you assigned to Yongshoufang to investigate a recent murder case with the coroner?
Feng Tan stepped forward and said, "The murder case was closed yesterday. I have come to the Ministry of Justice today to report back."
The gatekeeper knew all about the actions of the newly appointed Vice Minister of Justice since taking office in the capital. He was a spirited young man who was not afraid of powerful figures and was a popular figure among the people recently. So he spoke very politely and said, "Please come with me."
The Ministry of Justice faces south, with its courtyards—including the main gate, ceremonial gate, main hall, and second hall—forming multiple layers of space. Each courtyard is separated and connected by architectural elements such as doors, corridors, and walls, and contains office areas, trial areas, and detention areas. The thick vermilion gates and the solemn atmosphere inside highlight the authority and inviolability of the Ministry of Justice.
Since Feng Tan had just been transferred to the Ministry of Justice, her duty room had not yet been arranged. After the yamen runner led the way into the main hall, he gestured for Feng Tan to sit down, as he needed to report to Gao Yu.
As soon as they sat down, a waiter brought them a cup of cool tea. Feng Tan took it and saw a lifelike erotic painting on the teacup: a young man in an official robe was embracing two women, one naked on the left and the other on the right, their lips and tongues intertwined... The three of them were consumed by lust and passion.
Gao Yu's voice approached from afar, laced with malicious sarcasm, "The painter from Jiangnan is quite skilled, depicting Lord Feng's actions vividly... Lord Feng and Wan Niang are devoted to each other, and he is also deeply in love with Lin Wanzhou. I thought that Ye Yu, with only one woman, might underestimate Lord Feng's prowess in bed, so this painting, 'Wandering Bees Playing with Two Butterflies,' was created... Does Lord Feng like it?"
Feng Tan toyed with the porcelain cup, a smirk playing on his lips. "I've long heard that Lord Gao is quite accomplished in matters of human relations. It's kind of you to have a renowned artist paint an erotic picture for me, but..."
Changing the subject abruptly, she looked up at Gao Yu, her disdain undisguised. As she slightly opened her fingers, the teacup clattered to the ground. She smiled slightly and said, "Lord Gao, back in the thirteenth level of the Floating Pagoda Hell, you said I was 'new to officialdom, thinking I had a clear understanding of everything, but in reality, I still couldn't understand the intrigue and deceit.' Today, I'm going to return those words to you in full."
The wound on Gao Yu's face from the pear blossom scratch had healed, leaving a faint scar. Upon hearing this, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yuqin hurriedly entered the hall and whispered something in Gao Yuqin's ear, which made Gao Yuqin's expression change instantly.
He waved for his attendants to leave, then strode up to Feng Tan and gritted his teeth, asking, "Did you do this?"
All the lawsuits in the city! Overnight, from cabinet officials to ordinary citizens, everyone in the capital received a lawsuit accusing Gao Zhizhen of treason, rebellion, and murder of the princess. The princess was killed by her husband while pregnant, and the lawsuits directly criticized the flaws in the current laws of Dahuang and called for reform to prevent women from being harmed by their husbands in the future!
The three major judicial offices in the capital city—the Ministry of Justice, the Court of Judicial Review, and the Censorate—would be surrounded by the common people within half a day!
Feng Tan sat upright in his chair. "Even now, does Lord Gao still believe he has victory in his grasp?"
Gao Yu pointed the complaint at her nose, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, his beard bristling with rage. "You, you, you... what a vicious method!"
“What Feng Tan did today is not even one ten-thousandth as good as what Lord Gao did.” Feng Tan’s eyes were as clear as the sea. “I have said that we should be lenient when we can, otherwise one day, the axe hanging over Wan Niang’s head will chop you up and make you bleed. Today is only the first blow. The next blow will be the one that will cause the fatal wound.”
Gao Yu, who had navigated the ups and downs of officialdom for over twenty years, couldn't believe that a mere rookie who had only been in office for two years had cast a spell on him and caused him to lose his son. He shouted angrily, "What exactly do you want to do?!"
Feng Tan looked at Gao Yu quietly and said, "When the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the cunning rabbit is dead, the hunting dog is cooked."
Gao Yu felt a chill run down his spine. The last line of the poem was, "The enemy state is destroyed, and the strategist is killed."
The strategist died.
Death... Feng Tan wants him dead.
He watched Feng Tan enter the court in his blue robes, initially thinking he was just an insignificant soldier, but now, he realized how sharp he was... how sharp he was!
A pawn crossing the river becomes a chariot!
What exactly is Feng Tan trying to do?!
Gao Yu's expression gradually hardened. No matter what Feng Tan was going to do, he absolutely could not sit idly by and wait for his death.
......
Feng Tan wasn't on duty at the Ministry of Justice, so after roll call, she went directly to the Floating Pagoda Prison. The case of stealing silver from the national treasury was still unresolved; Liang Baoquan refused to reveal the mastermind, and the case had reached a dead end.
However, Emperor Chongming gave her two months to complete the task. Now that a month and a half has passed, the time is ripe and the case can be closed soon.
Liang Baoquan was imprisoned on the seventeenth floor of the Floating Prison. Feng Tan climbed the steps and met Zhen Yongming, who had been waiting for a long time, when he reached the sixteenth floor.
The two exchanged greetings. Zhen Yongming stroked his beard and looked at Feng Tan with a smile, saying, "Lord Feng is the presiding judge of the seventeenth floor. Lord Gao specifically instructed that the prisoners on the seventeenth floor are special and not worthy of ordinary jailers, so today we can only trouble Lord Feng to conduct the trial alone."
This was a preordinary predicament. Feng Tan nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Lord Zhen, for your guidance. To me, there is little difference between judging a case alone and judging a case with a group of people."
The young man's temperament remained unchanged, just like when they first met on a snowy night last year. Zhen Yongming's eyes were deep as he looked up at Feng Tan, who was already climbing the steps, and said, "Lord Feng, I recently heard a story that is thought-provoking."
Feng Tan stopped going upstairs, looked down at him, and said, "Lord Zhen, may I hear what you have to say?"
Zhen Yongming said, "This story is actually a scheme called 'driving a tiger to devour a wolf.' It tells the story of one person sowing discord between two superiors and subordinates, then secretly setting a trap to make them kill each other, while he reaps the benefits."
Feng Tan knew what Zhen Yongming was alluding to, and smiled, "As you say, sir, the beneficiary of such a scheme is often the one who sets it up, but..."
She changed the subject, looked into Zhen Yongming's eyes, and reassured him, saying frankly, "My political achievements are not as good as Lord Zhen's. I have been promoted to the fifth rank by good fortune. In the future, the position of a high-ranking official will be vacant. Neither the cabinet nor the Ministry of Personnel will choose me. I lack the qualifications, background, and connections. I will have to endure many more years at the fifth rank. The day when the high-ranking official is dismissed will be the day when Lord Zhen is promoted."
Author's Note: You might have some questions about this last part. Actually, it's from Chapter 42 when Feng Tan stopped Zhen Yongming and made a deal with him. I'll explain it when the time comes!
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