Note: I didn’t have time to proofread this chapter, so please excuse any mistakes.
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Chapter 032: Fa Zheng Is My Son (18+)
It was unclear what kind of deal Dong Zhuo and Zhang Wen eventually struck, but both sides walked away satisfied.
In the world of adults, there are no eternal grudges, only eternal interests.
Viewing things through a simple lens of right and wrong, or black and white, was useless in the cutthroat ecosystem of the late Eastern Han.
As long as there was profit to be had, enemies could become friends, and friends could turn into enemies in a heartbeat.
**
Half a month later, Han Sui launched a coup, killing Beigong Boyu and hundreds of his inner circle to seize command of the rebel forces.
Almost immediately, he accepted the Imperial Court’s offer of amnesty, leading nearly sixty thousand troops in surrender.
His only demand was to control Jincheng, promising never to rebel again.
To show his “sincerity,” he even handed over the remaining rebel leaders to atone for his crimes.
Dong Zhuo didn’t want to keep fighting, and neither did Zhang Wen.
After a brief discussion, they agreed that with Bian Zhang already dead, they had accumulated enough merit to report a total victory to the court.
Thus they agreed to Han Sui’s request and dispatched a victory report to Luoyang.
Had Long Tian not performed so exceptionally, and had Dong Zhuo not held such a significant portion of the army, Zhang Wen would never have considered cooperating with a man like him.
But in the face of profit, even a scholar and a warlord would willingly crawl into the same bed.
A civil official and a military general working as partners in crime?
It sounded laughable, yet when interests aligned, who was laughing at whom remained uncertain!
**
Before returning to Tao County, Dong Zhuo pulled Long Tian aside. He wore a greasy, satisfied grin as he said.
“Little Tian, return home first to report your safe arrival. Depart for Chang’an in seven days. I’ll await you there. We’ll then accompany Grand Administrator Zhang to Luoyang for an audience with His Majesty.”
This journey to Luoyang was no simple matter. The Ten Eunuchs still held the court in a vice grip.
History called Emperor Ling a fool, but Long Tian suspected otherwise.
It was more likely that the eunuchs were merely the Emperor’s frontmen, tools used to hoard wealth.
After all, when the Emperor wanted to raise the Western Garden Army, where did the money for weapons, armor, and grain come from if not from the pockets of the people through his “tools”?
“I understand, Uncle.”
Long Tian nodded. He hadn’t been home in quite some time and missed it dearly.
Besides, after so much bloodshed, he needed time to calm his mind and study the deeper functions of the System.
“I trust you to handle things. Oh, and if your Aunt asks about me, just say I’m busy with Minister Zhang.”
Dong Zhuo seemed to hold little affection for his wife, Ai Duo… or perhaps that feeling had long since worn away.
Back then, he had married her for the political influence of her tribe.
But now that his power had grown immense while his father-in-law’s influence had waned, he no longer felt the need to be cautious.
“Alright. I’ll go back, settle things, report safety to Aunt, and then head to Chang’an to find you,” Long Tian replied.
In this era, familial ties were everything; without them, you were nothing.
The poor lacked even the chance for education, let alone the possibility of rising to power.
Without connections, one was like gold buried beneath rags, forever denied the chance to shine!
As for why they were meeting in Chang’an?
Naturally, to indulge in the pleasures of the city.
Although Luoyang had been the capital since the founding of the Eastern Han, Chang’an had been the capital of the Western Han for centuries.
Even in its current state of decline, it remained a massive strategic hub and the heart of the Guanzhong region.
Its splendor far surpassed the cold, bitter lands of Xiliang.
**
After picking up Fa Shu and Chen Rong, the mother-daughter pair, Long Tian prepared to return to Tao County.
Along the way, they happened to run into Fa Zheng, who had been searching for them.
Fa Zheng was the son of Chen Rong.
The Fa family had once been a minor local clan, but their home had been destroyed and their family scattered by rebel raids.
Returning from his studies, Fa Zheng had intended to reunite with his family, only to find his home reduced to rubble.
After much inquiry, he finally tracked down his mother, only to discover that both his mother and his elder sister had been taken as concubines!
Throughout the journey, Long Tian tried to strike up a conversation with Fa Zheng.
But Fa Zheng clearly held no goodwill toward him…
…and it was understandable. Facing a boy even younger than himself, only to learn that his own mother was that boy’s concubine…
What was this supposed to be?
What kind of situation was this?
You call me brother, and I call you father?
This fucking joke?
Yet the reality forced Fa Zheng to accept it.
And what was even worse: his sister, Fa Shu, was also a concubine.
Mother and daughter serving the same husband? It was utterly outrageous.
If not for his mother’s tearful pleas, he probably would have turned around and left right then. This was utterly despicable!
Long Tian didn’t let the cold shoulder bother him. Talents were always difficult to recruit in the beginning.
Besides, his methods had been a bit underhanded. He would have to take it slow.
Fortunately, Chen Rong was his woman now.
He could use her influence as a mother to slowly change Fa Zheng’s mind.
Even if Fa Zheng was only half-hearted for now, Long Tian would have plenty of time to break him in later.
A “clever bird chooses the best branch to perch on,” and Long Tian was confident he could become that branch.
After all, Fa Zheng was a true genius—a legendary strategist.
Even someone like Liu Bei, with his keen eye for talent, once sighed that if Fa Zheng had been by his side, he would never have suffered the disastrous defeat at Yiling, nor been forced to entrust his son at Baidi City.
**
That evening, in a roadside camp, Long Tian was ruthlessly pounding Chen Rong, the mature beauty.
After getting his nose rubbed in the dirt by Fa Zheng, he came back to fuck his mother instead!
Problems with the son? Of course the mother had to pay for them!
Her pale, tender feet were hoisted onto the man’s shoulders, swaying wildly in the air with each brutal thrust.
From time to time, her toes would curl tight as Long Tian slammed into her cervix.
The sudden wave of pleasure made her lose control!
With her small mouth blocked, Chen Rong could only let out muffled groans.
Beads of sweat glistened on her snow-white, delicate body, while Long Tian, heedless of anything, thrust into her lush, ripe flesh like a wild beast, rampaging and conquering.
Hard as an iron rod, his cock plunged in and out of her wet hole mercilessly, completely unconcerned with her limits, pounding her until lewd cries spilled from her lips
Her face twisted in an expression that seemed both pained and ecstatic.
“Husband… mmh… ah… husband… ah… it’s so full… mmh… husband… you… you’re amazing… ah… so strong… oh… being… ah… fucked… feels so good!”
Despite her lingering shame, Chen Rong couldn’t help but moan.
Even after becoming his partner, not much had changed.
She still centered everything around her husband. Long Tian was her man, the pillar of her life.
The age gap between them meant nothing to her anymore.
In fact, being able to mate with such a young, powerful youth at her age… she felt like she was the one who had gained the most!
At this age, she was already considered an “old woman.”
In the Han Dynasty, women were easily labeled as such once they reached a certain age.
But this was a mature woman, a proper, genuine mature woman, right in the prime of her beauty, radiating unparalleled charm and allure!
