Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 303 I'm Really Not Cao Cao (Thanks to Yong Su for being the Alliance Leader)

"hey-hey……"

"Hey hey hey!"

Strange noises entered his ears, and looking around, he saw that all one hundred cavalrymen had eerie expressions. Ma Han, in particular, was winking and making faces at him, making his expression look especially lewd.

No, what's wrong with these people?
Is your eyelid twitching?

baffling.

Muttering to himself, Song Yan ignored the strange appearances of these people and turned to look at the pile of corpses on the ground: "Is everyone here?"

"Reporting to the general, all the enemies we saw have been captured. The brothers also patrolled the area but found no one hiding there." Ma Han immediately put away the strange smile on his face: "We just noticed that those barbarians seemed to attach great importance to this woman, and we suspected that she might be an important figure among the barbarians. So we captured her and handed her over to the general for personal interrogation."

Song Yan nodded.

Before he could say anything, the lewd smile that had just disappeared from Ma Han's face quickly reappeared: "General, then the brothers will leave. You can take your time with the interrogation, there's no rush."

"However, this place is freezing cold, so General, you should take it easy and not let yourself get sick or damage your health."

"If all else fails, build a fire."

With that, Ma Han gave a shout and prepared to leave with his hundred cavalrymen. This sight made Song Yan's forehead crease with annoyance: "Wait a minute, Ma Han, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Ma Han was taken aback: "Huh? General, didn't you want to enjoy this woman?"

Do you expect the brothers to stand by and watch?

That's not a good idea.

I really didn't know that my general's hobbies were so twisted.

Indeed, talented people often have somewhat eccentric personalities.

enjoy?

Coupled with the ambiguous expressions on the faces of the cavalrymen around him, Song Yan almost choked. He finally understood why they looked that way. In that instant, Song Yan even felt a sharp pain in his chest: "Ma Han, you don't actually think that I led the cavalry here just for this woman? Just for Wanyan Guangzhi's princess?"

Ma Han looked completely innocent: "Isn't that right?"

"General, please stop hiding it. The brothers have all heard that you prefer women who are a little older than you."

“Wanyan Guangzhi is also very fond of this woman. The people escorting her are all quite skilled. If it weren’t for the large number of brothers, we would have lost several here.” Ma Han then said with admiration, “But it has to be you, General. Just by looking at the footprints left in the snow, you determined that the woman ran from this side. I admire you.”

"You admire me for what?" Song Yan kicked Ma Han's leg in annoyance and cursed.

Ma Han looked aggrieved and said, "General, why did you kick me?"

That pitiful little expression, like a young wife abandoned by a scumbag, made Song Yan's skin crawl.

Although Song Yan was a general and a prefect, he often trained with the black-armored soldiers and would sit on the ground together to chat and boast during meals, so they were all quite familiar with each other. Therefore, Ma Han, Wang Chao, Lei Yi, and others spoke very casually in private. They knew that their general was not the petty type and would not get angry over a casual remark.

"Could it be that, General, you find the phrase 'liking older women' unpleasant to hear?"

"General, you're overthinking it. This little hobby is nothing compared to those powerful and wealthy people. It's practically a breath of fresh air. Those powerful and wealthy people have all sorts of tricks up their sleeves. At least you haven't laid a hand on the brothers, have you?"

"However, you should change your habit of liking other men's wives. As for Miss Bu Yu, she is a barbarian after all."

Mahan offered particularly comforting words.

The hundred or so cavalrymen beside him all nodded in agreement. People with power and influence are tired of the usual games, so it's normal for them to like something a little perverse. Compared to homosexuality, sadomasochism, swapping, or passively seeking men, the general's behavior is as normal as it gets, and there's no need to hide it.

If there was any uncertainty before, seeing the general chasing after the princess for thousands of miles now leaves no room for doubt.

Not to mention Ma Han and his cavalry, even Wanyan Zongmin, who had been turned into a human pig, still glared angrily at Song Yan, looking as if he had known it all along.

As for the princess, her face was also full of fear, and she instinctively shrank back.

Damn it, what are you scared of? I'm not interested in you at all, okay?
My wife is much prettier than you.

And Ma Han, what nonsense are you spouting? With your horse-like face, even if I tried to pull off some fancy tricks, I wouldn't be able to find you.

Most importantly, who the hell said I like married women?
Song Yan, seething with anger, couldn't help but kick Ma Han's leg again, his chest heaving violently, clearly furious: "Tell me the truth, where did you hear all this gossip?"

"Isn't this something everyone in Pingyang Prefecture knows?"

puff.

Song Yan almost vomited blood.

My reputation!

He's not Cao Cao, he doesn't have any special fetishes for married women, okay?

Which bastard is spreading rumors about me behind my back? I must catch him! If I do, I'll strip him naked and hang him at the entrance of the brothel, letting him bleed.

Taking a deep breath, Song Yan barely suppressed the urge to slam Ma Han's head against the tree trunk a few times, and then said in as sincere a tone as possible, "Brothers, you've all misunderstood me. I don't like older women... and I don't like married women either."

To be precise, he prefers women in their eighteen to twenty-something years old.

Like Hua Lianyue, it's perfectly fine to stay young forever.

The main reason is that his upbringing prevented him from making a move on a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl; he felt too guilty.

As for married women, they generally fall into the category of people who neither particularly like nor particularly dislike them.

"Yes, yes, we understand. General, you continue. The brothers will go and rest for a while and see if we can find something to eat."

Ma Han, all smiles, called out to his hundred or so cavalrymen, and they left, arms around each other's shoulders.

Song Yan was left alone. He stretched out his hand, but ultimately couldn't say anything.

You know? You know nothing.

Damn it, when we get back to Pingyang Prefecture, that bastard Ma Han will triple the training intensity. He'll wear you out!

Song Yan was too lazy to explain anymore. Explanation was useless; in the eyes of these bastards, explanation was probably just a cover-up.

Exhaling, Song Yan walked towards the princess. Seeing Song Yan's actions, the princess's face instantly turned deathly pale, and her body trembled violently. Wanyan Zongmin, the man with the effigy on the ground, glared at him with rage: "You bastard, you're not allowed to hurt the princess..."

This guy is such a simp. Even though his limbs are broken and he's almost bled to death, he's full of energy when it comes to the princess.

Too lazy to deal with this idiot, Song Yan walked straight over, brushed past the princess, and went to the back. He reached out and pushed aside a protruding snow to reveal a relatively clean stone, then sat down on it.

"You're the princess of the Blackwater Tribe?" Raising an eyebrow, Song Yan looked at the woman and asked slowly, his tone a little unpleasant. He was in a bad mood and very angry.

The princess trembled. Falling into the enemy's hands, she was still a little scared. However, this woman was different from ordinary women. She was braver than the average woman. She pursed her lips and her expression returned to calm: "Yes."

"What's your name?"

"Nakhtoya".

Song Yan nodded, then looked at the blood-soaked human stump on the ground: "Do you know this guy? What's his name? What's Wang Ting's identity?"

In just a quarter of an hour, perhaps due to the excessive blood loss, Song Yan felt that he had lost a lot of weight.

Nakhtoya glanced at Wanyan Zongmin and then shook her head: "I don't know him."

In an instant, Song Yan could clearly see Wanyan Zongmin's body tremble violently, his already snow-white face showed no sign of abnormality, and his wide eyes seemed to be filled with disbelief.

"He risked his life to protect you, and you don't even recognize him?"

Nakhtoya shook her head again: "All I know is that he was one of the thirty-two personal guards that Wanyan Guangzhi arranged to protect me."

See? This is what happens to a simp. In the end, they get nothing.

Even if she risked her life, the princess was no different from anyone else.

A brief silence fell over the scene, except for Wanyan Zongmin's short, rapid breathing, which was unusually noticeable. His face was ashen, and even his eyes had lost their light.

It was like... a living, breathing thing.

Even breathing became increasingly weak.

He's probably dying soon.

"What are you going to do with me?" Nakhtoya, unlike Song Yan, didn't have the same patience and couldn't help but ask after a while.

Song Yan thought for a moment: "It should be taken back and handed over to the emperor, right?"

After all, she was the queen of the Great Khan of the Jurchen people.

It's considered a prestigious status.

According to various rules, he cannot easily deal with Nakhtoya.

As for Mahan and his ilk's idea of ​​taking care of Nakhtoya right here in the freezing cold, aside from the fact that it's too cold and they have no interest in it, doing so would be an act of usurpation.

Even though he was from a different race, and even though Wanyan Guangzhi wasn't an emperor, he was at least a prince. Humiliating the princess and being accused of treason was the least of his worries.

According to the rules, prisoners of this rank could only be decided by the emperor.

Nakhtoya could roughly tell that Song Yan didn't seem to intend to harm her, which relieved her: "Let's make a deal."

"Let me go."

"I will tell you what you want to know: information about the Jurchen people."

Wanyan Zongmin, lying on the ground, suddenly trembled. With a strength that seemed to come from nowhere, he managed to lift his head slightly. His dull, lifeless eyes stared intently at Nakhtoya, his face filled with disbelief: "Your Highness... the Great Khan is deeply in love with you. How... how could you betray the Great Khan?"

Nakhtoya chuckled: "Deeply in love?"

With a sigh, Nakhtoya seemed to have given up on something, and simply sat down on the ground with her hands tied behind her back, gazing up at the starry sky above.

The weather is nice today, with a sky full of twinkling stars.

"Even if Wanyan Guangzhi were deeply in love with me, he would probably force me to go to the deep mountains and forests. After all, most of the women before me ended up like that."

"In the end, I still want to live."

“It’s good to live on.” Song Yan nodded. “However, only those who are valuable can live on.”

“I understand, what do you want to ask?” Nakhtoya seemed very cooperative.

Song Yan thought for a moment: "What did you mean by 'deep mountains and old forests' just now?"

"That was a method Wanyan Guangzhi used to rule the royal court. You should know that life is mostly difficult for the Jurchens. Every winter, they would lack food and clothing, which would lead to conflicts between different tribes and between different groups within the same tribe."

"That was a real bloody conflict. Every year, a lot of people would die. With so many people dying, there would be enough food left over."

Song Yan nodded; he knew all of this too.

"After Wanyan Guangzhi came to power, he strictly prohibited young and strong warriors from killing each other. He once said that young and strong warriors were the most important property of the Jurchen people, and the death of every warrior was a very serious loss."

"Therefore, when winter comes again, Wanyan Guangzhi will force the elderly, the seriously ill, the weak children, and women past childbearing age to go into the deep mountains and forests to fend for themselves. This rule has been in effect for more than ten years."

"To set an example, Wanyan Guangzhi drove one of his sons, who was born weak, into the Great Snow Mountain."

“His women, once past childbearing age, would also be expelled.”

Upon hearing this, Song Yan felt a chill run down her spine, and goosebumps rose on her arms.

He still underestimated Wanyan Guangzhi.

Even tigers don't eat their cubs, but for Wanyan Guangzhi, as long as it benefits his rule, he can abandon his sons, daughters, and wives.

"Wanyan Guangzhi once said that everything he did was to make the Jurchen people stronger, and he succeeded. Under Wanyan Guangzhi's rule, the Wuji tribe had more and more young and strong men, and the tribe's power grew stronger and stronger."

"From then on, no one in the royal court opposed any order issued by Wanyan Guangzhi, and all the young and strong men revered Wanyan Guangzhi as a god."

Song Yan's expression gradually darkened.

He originally thought that stirring up internal strife among the Jurchens might give him the opportunity to eliminate Wanyan Guangzhi.

But now I have a feeling that the Jurchens going into complete chaos might not be a bad opportunity for Wanyan Guangzhi. For such a ruthless hero, chaos is the best time to show his talent.

He had a premonition that Wanyan Guangzhi would become one of the greatest enemies of Ningguo, and even the Central Plains.

(End of this chapter)