Chapter 67: Turning Clouds and Rain (Part 1)

  Yang Xuan was escorted away from the Lucky Inn by those young flying eagles, and his frustration and pain can be imagined. Although those young flying eagles did not directly harm him, but Butterfly Dance's actions seriously damaged his dignity. He dared to confirm that if he had a powerful army in his hands, he would definitely fight with Butterfly Dance to the death. Unfortunately, he spent too much time in Baoying Prefecture and has not yet returned to the Minas area, which is really a worrying thing.

  He didn't know that Xie Yan and others were taken there, nor did he know how Die Feng Wu would deal with Meng Diyu and Du Gou, and he couldn't help but think of Su Qing and Cai Bing again, wondering what they were doing now. He had caused them such deep harm, they must have hated him to death. If they slandered a few words in front of Die Feng Wu, he would really be doomed. At that time, there was no need to slander, just simply describing the facts could take his life. Thinking of this, he felt even more annoyed and restless.

  "Ling Chuzhang, he is Yang Shuangfeng." The leading Guwei school lieutenant suddenly said loudly, with a crisp salute.

  Yang Shuangfeng looked up and found himself being escorted in front of a young female soldier. The woman, although not as beautiful as Die Xuanwu, was also stunningly beautiful, but with an icy coldness that seemed to render her indifferent to all emotions in the world. She wore a light blue military uniform, with the rank of Red Flag Lieutenant, and like Die Xuanwu, looked elegant and refined, yet mature and wise. Yang Shuangfeng didn't need to ask to know that this woman was naturally the legendary Ling Qing Si, the Military Judge of the Feng Wu Shi Tuan, who was rumored to be Die Xuanwu's confidante.

  Next to Ling Qing Si, there was a girl staring at Yang Suo Fen with extremely hateful eyes. However, Yang Suo Fen had no idea why she harbored such deep resentment towards her. The girl's appearance vaguely resembled that of Die Feng Wu, but she looked younger than Die Feng Wu. She wore a light purple long dress, cinched tightly at the waist, fully revealing her slender feminine figure. She lacked the majesty of Die Feng Wu, but had an added air of seductiveness, giving people a sense of pleasant appreciation.

  Ling Qing walked over with a gentle smile, waving his hand to let the young guards retreat to the outside of the door, and said softly: "General Lieutenant of the Navy, please sit down."

  Yang Shuangfeng hummed a sound in her nose, sat down without being polite, and said lightly: "Butterfly Feng said that she wants to lock me up with her horse together. Are you two horses? Oh, I didn't expect that the Phoenix Dance Troupe still has such beautiful horses, it's really surprising..."

  Ling Qing Si and the girl next to her both turned red with rage. Ling Qing Si only slightly furrowed her brow, not saying anything, but the girl next to her suddenly stood up, shrilly shouting: "Yang Suo Feng, what do you think you are? You're just a dead prisoner, how dare you be so arrogant? How dare you scold me? Don't you even think about what you are?"

  Yang Shuangfeng couldn't help but swallow hard, almost scaring out a cold sweat, stuttering: "Y-you... how did you know I was originally a dead prisoner? Y-you're Miss Bai?"

  The girl became even more enraged and shouted loudly: "You, you bastard! You actually don't know who I am! Let me tell you, I'm the famous journalist Die Si Shi! You're a dead prisoner, you're simply going to infuriate me to death! No wonder Xue Fu said you're an idiot, you really are an idiot!"

  Yang Shuang's face was uncertain, and his heart was even more turbulent. It took him a while to calm down. He realized that he had just been overthinking. The girl's mention of "death prisoner" referred only to his status as a hostage in the city of Niluo. Thinking about this, he finally felt relieved. He glanced at Butterfly Poetry and saw that she was a gentle-looking girl with beautiful features like a butterfly dance, but unlike her sister Butterfly Dance, she didn't have an air of coldness or arrogance, instead appearing more warm and friendly. Of course, the way she spoke in a condescending tone greatly reduced his impression of her. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and tried to make his voice as calm as possible: "Are you Butterfly Poetry Miss? The female journalist?"

  Dieci Shi stood up straight, her chest and waist forming a beautiful landscape that made Yang Suofeng's mouth dry. Dieci Shi sneered coldly: "You finally recognize me? This time you don't have the ability to push me away again, and then yell at me without any manners? Really, how does your Yang family produce such cultured failures?"

  Yang Xuan's head was tilted, and he didn't say a word. He thought that on that day, he had indeed been very rude to push her away and shout at her, which was really impolite. What's the use of having such a bad impression in her mind?

  Ling Qing thought lightly cleared his throat, and in a flat tone devoid of emotion said: "Yang Suofeng, Navy Lieutenant General, I am Ling Qing thought, the military law officer of the 13th Division of the Central Army. Due to the large-scale slave uprising in Baoying Prefecture, our 13th Division has taken over all political affairs in Baoying Prefecture. In accordance with the orders of General Fengwu, I am responsible for investigating everything you have done in Baoying Prefecture and making relevant dispositions according to the relevant laws of the Empire. For your and my duty, please answer truthfully."

  Yang Shuang said indifferently: "Is it that kind of question again where you can only answer yes or no and can't explain?"

  Die Si's poem sneered coldly and said disdainfully: "Explaining is making excuses, making excuses is being cowardly."

  Ling Qing said calmly: "In order to avoid wasting everyone's time, I hope it is like this."

  Yang Shuangfen leaned back in her chair, her head drooping, deeply buried in her chest, and said weakly: "Since that's the case, I think I don't need to explain anything either. Forget it, I'll just confess voluntarily. Yes, I did kill Mu Shunying, the governor of Baojing Prefecture, and raped Su Xianxian, Cai Mianmian, Cai Xinyan, and Cai Bingxia. However, I must insist on one point: I absolutely did not lead the slaves to rebel, and the slave uprising in Baojing Prefecture has nothing to do with me."

  Ling Qing thought said: "Yang Shuangfeng, since you have admitted to the facts of murder and rape, according to the trial procedure of the case, I will ask the plaintiff to appear in court, verify your crimes one by one, and record them as evidence for judgment. Do you have any objections?"

  Yang Shuang said with his head down: "No."

  Ling Qing thought, beckoning with his hand, and said sternly: "Come in, please. The plaintiff is Tang Zixun, a senior official, and the four women are Su Yunruo, Cai Mianmian, Cai Bingxia, and Cai Xianxian."

  Yang Shuangfen looked outside in surprise, wanting to speak but hesitating.

  Ling Qing thought said: "Yang Shuang Feng, do you have anything to say?"

  Yang Shuang said hesitantly: "Your Honor, I admit that everything I did was true, so there's no need to ask the plaintiff to appear again, right? Especially Su Yunru and the others, I really have no face to see them..."

  "Hmm, Yang Suofeng, Navy Lieutenant General, you also have a time when you are too ashamed to show your face? Then why didn't you think about today when you were messing with them that night?"

  Yang Shuang looked at her sideways and said lightly, "I have thought about it, but at that time my passion was aroused and I couldn't control myself. Butterfly Second Miss, you are still a virgin now, who knows when you will be overwhelmed by desire one day, you will understand this principle then. I am not afraid of today's outcome, I just don't want Su Yunruo and the others to be embarrassed. Think about it, if you were ruined by me, would you still be sitting here so calmly with your legs crossed watching the excitement? Have you ever thought about other people's feelings?"

  Butterfly's face turned bright red, her eyebrows inverted, and her deep blue eyes looked profound and furious. She shouted loudly: "Yang Suofeng, you scoundrel! You devil from hell! How dare you accuse me? And you...you beast!"

  Yang Shuangfeng let out a loud laugh, threw his head back, straightened his neck and stood up straight. He said in an extremely impolite tone: "Die Si Shi, why can't I criticize you? You're just a female journalist, what qualifications do you have to sit here? If your father wasn't Yue Shen Zhou, you would've been stripped naked and left on the streets long ago! Did the judge invite you to observe? All you know is how to sneer coldly, don't you know that your happiness is built on others' suffering?"

  Butterfly's face turned red with rage, her slender fingers pointed at his face, and she said sharply: "You are the lustful demon, you are the one who builds your happiness on others' pain! Your Yang family has been cursed since Yang Danfeng and Shen Bailu committed that infamous adultery. Every generation of Yang's leader will die because of their lust, and you won't be an exception!"

  Yang Shuang's humiliated expression flickered for a moment, but quickly disappeared. He looked at her sideways with a cold gaze and said indifferently: "Miss Butterfly, according to you, I'd be more than happy to build my happiness on your suffering. I wonder if you're willing?"

  Before the words had even fallen, Die Si Shi's eyes were already wide open and with a loud smack, she slapped Yang Shuang Feng's face, almost knocking him out. After a dazed moment of seeing stars, he finally managed to come back to his senses, but the five clear finger marks on his face were unavoidable.

  Die Si Shi pointed at his nose, with flames of disdain and anger flashing in her eyes, and said in a sharp voice: "Yang Suo Feng, you are simply losing face for the Empire! Among all the men in the Empire, there is no one as despicable and shameless as you!"

  Yang Shuangfeng smiled slightly and said lightly, "It seems that Butterfly II Miss is quite familiar with the men of the Empire! I wonder how many men are around Butterfly II Miss? Are they even comparable to the girls by the Qinhuai River?"

  Butterfly's thoughts suddenly turned red again, as if she was ill, her fingers trembling up and down pointing at Yang Shuofeng. Her throat jumped several times, wanting to say something, but couldn't get it out. Suddenly, her thin lips twitched a few times, and a line of fresh blood seeped out, followed by her body going limp, slowly collapsing to the ground.

  Ling Qing was shocked and hastily ordered his subordinates to help Butterfly Poetry rest. After being supported by others, Butterfly Poetry finally caught her breath, with a mouthful of blood at the corner of her mouth, struggling not to be helped, turning around and gritting her teeth to say: "Yang Suo Feng, I must write you into a stinky and rotten person, I want to write you as the most shameless and vicious person since ancient times... I want your Yang family to receive the most vicious curse, and for generations to come, none of you will have a good death! Every single member of your Yang family will die an unjust death!"

  Yang Shuangfen slightly bowed her waist, made a kissing gesture with her hand, and said respectfully: "Thank you for Miss Butterfly's kindness. If I really was cursed, I will try my best to make Miss Butterfly one of the Yang family members too."

  Butterfly's thoughts were interrupted and she couldn't catch her breath again. She rolled her eyes and fainted.

  Yang Shuangfen stuck out her tongue, helplessly shrugged her shoulders, spread her hands and said lightly: "Your Honor, I think knocking someone unconscious shouldn't be considered a criminal offense, should it?"

  Ling Qing's face was expressionless, and he said coldly: "Just the two crimes of murder and rape are enough to get you killed several times over."

  Yang Shuangfeng suddenly looked like a deflated balloon, his head hung low and he said in a dejected tone: "Yes."