Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 591 Azure Phoenix Sleeps with You (11,000 words)

A salty sea breeze was blowing.

On the sea surface, a layer of minced meat and blood foam covered the surface, which swayed gently when the sea breeze blew by.

In my daze, it was no longer the clear, cool seawater, but something more viscous.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the acrid smell of flesh burning in the flames—a scene that was rather frightening. However, this spectacle wouldn't last long; perhaps an hour, or even less, these things would likely disperse with the ocean currents.

The screams still echoed all around, indicating that the survivors were being slaughtered by the Prince of Yan's men... Even if they were left unattended, those who were still alive probably wouldn't live much longer, since the ships had been destroyed and were constantly submerged in the icy seawater. In the dead of winter, they would freeze to death in no time.

However, Song Yan always adhered to the principle of eliminating problems at their root, and he would only feel at ease after personally stabbing the weeds.

The Han Chinese and the Jurchen, though they knew the Prince of Yan was young, were familiar with the saying that such things often change their appearance after being spoken by a second person. In their minds, the Prince of Yan was probably a ferocious-looking man with a blue face, fangs, a bronze head, and iron arms. Seeing how young and handsome the Prince of Yan was, they were slightly surprised. However, they dared not underestimate him in the slightest. His handsome appearance, coupled with the surrounding sea of ​​blood, made the Prince of Yan appear even more terrifying.

"Pass a message to Wanyan Guangzhi, tell him... your queen is very beautiful!"

Song Yan's voice was also very gentle, without the slightest hint of ferocity.

The two dared not be negligent in the slightest, but they couldn't help but feel a little curious... was it very moist?
what does this mean?
Batu, standing nearby, suddenly felt a surge of pride. He had been forced to learn a lot about the culture of the Central Plains these past few days. There was a term in the Central Plains called "round and smooth like pearls and jade," which was occasionally used to describe a woman's beauty.

Could it be that His Highness the Prince of Yan is praising Nahetoya for being beautiful and that he likes her very much?
Thinking about it this way, Batu became even more excited. His daughter being favored by the Prince of Yan was a great thing, and his status and position as the father-in-law were now secure.

Shi Lei, a frequent visitor to brothels, had a vague feeling that something was amiss.

"Furthermore, tell Wanyan Guangzhi that I know he still longs for Nahetuya. However, Nahetuya is now my queen, and I will cherish her dearly, so he doesn't need to worry."

hiss.

The two men's expressions changed slightly.

That Prince Yan is so ruthless!

The greatest hatred in the world is the hatred of having one's wife taken away.

Not only did His Highness the Prince of Yan steal Wanyan Guangzhi's wife, but he also deliberately spread rumors that he would cherish her? What's the difference between this and personally putting a green hat on Wanyan Guangzhi's head?
"Also, you should tell Wanyan Guangzhi that I and Nahetuya have gotten married. As Nahetuya's former fiancé, he didn't even send a wedding gift, which makes me very unhappy."

The two men's faces darkened. They had stolen Wanyan Guangzhi's future princess and were now demanding a wedding gift from him. This was outrageous!

"So they wiped out forty or fifty thousand elite Jurchen troops..." Song Yan glanced back and saw a few Jurchen barbarians struggling desperately in the sea of ​​blood, but they could not escape the sharp blades in the hands of the Pingyang soldiers: "Well, that's about the number. In short, this is the punishment for him not giving his share of the money."

"Tell him this is my final ultimatum. If he does not send me ten million taels of silver within three days, I will march my army north and completely crush the Haixi Grassland."

"I swear, from this day forward..."

"There are no Jurchens in Haixi!"

Song Yan's voice wasn't loud, but it made the Jurchen woman feel cold all over and turn pale.

Their wide eyes were filled with despair.

If anyone else had said this, he would have just taken it as a joke, but coming from Prince Yan, Song Yan, it was truly chilling.

This man is a devil.

He's really capable of doing something like that.

Moreover, ten million taels within three days?
Is selling Wanyan Guangzhi enough?

This is clearly a way to cut off their survival.

Song Yan ignored their fear and glanced at the Han man: "As for you, also give Yang Hexing a message, just say..."

"Traitors should be punished by everyone."

Song Yan slowly exhaled. Yang Hexing, and even the entire Yang family, had to die. The damage that the Yang family had caused to Ningguo was no less than that caused by the Jurchens and the Xiongnu.

"Tell him..."

"The Yang family of Langya, ungrateful and disgraceful, are nothing but rotten bones and filthy walls; they devour their own comrades with the heart of a jackal! One day their names will be destroyed, their graves overgrown with trees, and their curses will be spurned for eternity!"

"Ask him again, is this what he wants?"

"By the way, also tell him that the five young masters of the Yang family that he secretly arranged have all fallen into my hands. Tell him to stop making these little moves. The area around Langya has been completely sealed off by me."

"I will kill his whole family!"

Gudong!

The calm, unhurried voice still echoed in their ears, and both of them were covered in cold sweat.

They could imagine how furious Yang Hexing and Wanyan Guangzhi would be once the news got back; they might even be so angry they'd die.

"General Shi, arrange a small boat for these two, and prepare a few days' worth of food. We can't let them die on the way," Song Yan said with a smile as he stood up.

Shi Lei shuddered.

They looked at Song Yan with admiration. Look, this cultured person is different. He didn't understand a single long curse.

But it feels like the insults should be really vulgar.

He gave a shout and ordered his soldiers to make way for the two men in a small boat. He provided them with some rations and then told them to get lost. How the two men operated the boat, whether they would encounter storms at sea and capsize, and whether they could return to Langya were none of their concern.

More than a hundred small boats are still patrolling around this sea of ​​blood.

Some soldiers struggled to drag the bodies out of the sea, chopped off their heads, and threw the heads into the cabin. Most of the bodies were thrown back into the sea. Before long, small mounds of heads could be seen piled up on some small boats.

On some larger ships, soldiers were using ropes to hoist up the corpses, doing the same thing.

There were also some bald heads that were picked up directly. Occasionally, you could see corpses that had been blown into mincemeat, leaving only some scraps of flesh, and even sighing with regret, probably because they were saddened that they hadn't been able to find a good head.

This scene terrified Batu and his thousand men.

Oh my god.

Compared to these people, who is the real barbarian?

Are these still Han Chinese from the Central Plains? When did Han Chinese from the Central Plains become so brutal?
This scene left Song Yan speechless, his face twitching as he asked, "Shi Lei, what are you doing?"

"Huh?" Shi Lei was taken aback: "Your Highness, this is what Zhang Han and Lei Yi told us. They said that Your Highness must build a mound of Jing (a type of ancient Chinese statue) every time you go on a campaign."

"Those two guys specifically told us not to break the rules. So I figured we had to bring back some heads, otherwise how could we show off the prince's great achievements?"

Song Yan's lips trembled. Zhang Han, Lei Yi, why are these two again?
Damn it, his reputation will be completely ruined by those two bastards sooner or later.

Wait a minute, could it be that his reputation has already been completely ruined by these two?

Thinking about it that way, I felt a little depressed and pouted, "Let's go back!"

At a command, the fleet began its grand return journey.

When we came, we went downstream at a very fast speed, but when we went back, we were almost half as fast.

The sea of ​​blood has been left behind.

Song Yan sat at the bow of the boat, his legs dangling over the deck, gently rocking back and forth. He gazed into the distance, and although he was far from that area, he could only vaguely see some black smoke billowing at the horizon. Yet, Song Yan seemed to be able to smell a trace of blood in his nostrils.

I heard barely perceptible footsteps behind me.

Without turning around, Song Yan already knew who it was. Most of the soldiers on the ship were rough and burly, their boots clattering loudly on the deck as they walked. Only Qingluan was moving so gently.

"Come on, give me a shoulder massage," Song Yan said with a chuckle, without any politeness.

Behind Song Yan, Qingluan, still dressed as a man, puffed out her cheeks. The job of the Imperial City Guard was to gather intelligence, and even kidnap and assassinate, but no matter what, there shouldn't be any job of serving the master or massaging the master's shoulders, right?

I'm already willing to let her massage my shoulders now; I can't even imagine what I'll want her to do in the future.

Does she expect me to sleep with her?
She grumbled inwardly, but considering the box of gold beans Song Yan had given her before, Qingluan held back.

She pursed her lips and knelt down behind Song Yan, her small, fair hands resting on Song Yan's shoulders, gently massaging them.

"Put some effort into it, my shoulders are about to stiffen." Song Yan exhaled and squinted his eyes.

Qingluan clicked her tongue almost imperceptibly. It's good enough that someone is massaging your shoulders. Why are you being so picky? If it weren't for the fact that you're the Prince of Yan and have gold beans to give you, I might have shown you what the "dislocating tendons and bones" technique is!
In the sunlight, a gold hairpin on her hair swayed up and down with the rocking of the ship, glittering in the sunlight.

For some reason, Qingluan's lips curled up slightly: "Your Highness is being too dramatic. In the entire battle, besides shouting 'Fire!', did you do anything else?"

Qingluan was very shocked.

Although the main duties of the Imperial City Guard were to govern the officials and nobles of Dongling City, they would occasionally do some spying. She had witnessed the cruelty of the battlefield and was well aware of the strength of the Jurchen cavalry.

She had witnessed firsthand how the Jurchens slaughtered the Han people... killing people like pigs and sheep!
She discovered for the first time that war could be fought in this way.

"What do you know?" Song Yan said irritably. "I have a lot of things to worry about. How did these soldiers learn to operate the Hongyi cannons? Wasn't it me who taught them step by step?"

"Isn't it me who's been supervising the arsenal every day?"

"The flight path, wasn't it determined by me, Your Majesty?"

"I haven't slept for a long time because of this batch of Hongyi cannons and this battle."

Qingluan chuckled lightly, not refuting, but she was still somewhat curious: "Why did you specifically arrange for those two to go back? Wouldn't it be better to keep them completely in the dark? Wouldn't it be better if Yang Hexing and Wanyan Guangzhi knew about the Hongyi cannons in advance and were prepared?"

Song Yan let out a cold laugh: "Even if you know, so what?"

Qingluan was speechless for a moment.

Yes.

Even if Yang Hexing and Wanyan Guangzhi knew about weapons like the Hongyi Cannon, how could they possibly defend against them?

"Moreover, I want to make them chaotic, angry, and fearful. People are at their most foolish when they lose their minds."

"Of course, I also want to try to see what it feels like to kill someone by destroying their spirit."

Qingluan couldn't help but laugh. Perhaps this last point was the prince's real purpose.

The prince's military tactics were those of a military genius, but sometimes he could be a bit childish. Qingluan couldn't help but wonder what expressions Yang Hexing and Wanyan Guangzhi would have when they learned of the prince's plan and were powerless to stop it. They would probably be devastated.

"I'm quite surprised. Are the intelligence personnel of the Imperial City Guard really that amazing?" Song Yan slowly exhaled: "You actually found out so much about the Haixi Grassland."

“Not really.” Qingluan smiled. “The intelligence personnel of the Imperial City Guard are undoubtedly capable, but their deployment in the Haixi Grassland has not been long. They do have some intelligence, but not much. It is mainly provided by Zhang Yaohui, who seems to be an illegitimate son of the Zhang family.”

"However, this man has extensive connections on the Haixi Grassland. I heard that in the past few months, many tribes have been fighting with Wanyan Guangzhi, and it was Zhang Yaohui who provided them with food and weapons, causing Wanyan Guangzhi to suffer thousands of losses for nothing. In Zhang Yaohui's words, since they are all Jurchens anyway, it's no pity if they die."

Song Yan exclaimed in surprise, remembering this person.

He had indeed arranged such a task before, using the Zhang family caravan to transport grain and weapons to Anchegu, and to incite fighting between the Haixi Jurchen tribes, especially with Wanyan Guangzhi.

Zhang Yaohui will be in charge of this matter again.

I thought that with the destruction of Anche Gubu, Zhang Yaohui should have retreated, but I didn't expect him to still be active on the Haixi Grassland.

"Although most of those tribes failed and surrendered to Wanyan Guangzhi because Wanyan Guangzhi had the help of the Xiongnu, they have maintained a fairly good relationship with Zhang Yaohui. A lot of important intelligence was provided by Zhang Yaohui."

"I see." Song Yan nodded slightly. "It seems we'll have to reward him handsomely when we get back."

After a brief pause, Qingluan pursed her lips and said, "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

A strange light flickered in Qingluan's eyes, but she did not answer.

The hand continued to knead the skin gently, and after an unknown amount of time, Song Yan suddenly felt a bit more pressure on her shoulders, and her head leaned back.

Before Qingluan could react, Song Yan's head was resting against her chest.

His hand paused for a moment.

With her expression still cold and indifferent, Qingluan blinked innocently, "Your Highness?"

They probably felt that the prince was deliberately taking advantage of them. Men are always greedy. Even though the prince's mansion already had so many women, including beauties like the eldest princess, Yong'an princess, and Yongping princess, they still greedily wanted more.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, she suddenly felt that Song Yan's breathing was slow and steady, indicating that he had already fallen asleep.

It seems that the prince is truly exhausted.

Qingluan sighed softly, but ultimately did not push Song Yan away.

It's just sleeping against her chest for a while, it shouldn't be a big deal.

A pair of eyes slowly turned to the north.

She was once a resident of Pingyang Prefecture as well.

When she was very, very young.

After her father and mother died at the hands of the Jurchen barbarians, she was carried on her brother's back as they stumbled and staggered south to escape.

Then my brother died too.

If she hadn't suddenly met a benefactor, she probably would have died.

From then on, she became the Imperial City Guard.

He became a vengeful ghost walking in the darkness.

The sea breeze caressed Qingluan's cheeks, causing a few strands of hair on either side of her face to sway gently.

A thought suddenly popped into her mind: Could this be considered sleeping with someone?
Shi Lei and Batu looked at the commotion at the bow of the ship and exchanged a glance, both of them seeing surprise in each other's eyes. How come the prince was lying in the arms of a handsome young man? It is said that some noblemen, after having tasted many ordinary women, have developed unique tastes, especially liking young and handsome boys. Could it be that their prince also has such a preference?
Eww~~~~~~ How scary.

Huangqiao County!
This is the county town in Pingyang Prefecture that is closest to the sea.

The mouth of the Cangshui River is just outside the county town, about ten miles away.

In Pingyang, whether going out to sea or returning home, people would probably have to pass through here.

On the city gate tower, a slender woman dressed in white sat quietly on the city wall, gazing into the distance.

Holding a long sword.

His body remained motionless, like a statue.

(End of this chapter)