Traveling through an ancient military camp: Bao'er's survival song

Looking at the young man lying on the bed with his pants down, Zhang Langzhong remained silent for a long time before asking, "Young man, are you playing a trick on this old man?"

When the young man told Zhang the physician that he had been robbed of his manhood by ruthless bandits, Zhang felt a pang of pity for him, thinking the young man was truly unlucky. These days, robbing people for money was nothing new, but robbing someone of their manhood was something he'd never heard of before. But when the young man pulled down his pants, and Zhang saw the perfectly intact, even swollen, penis, the old man was completely stunned. For a moment, he even thought of his eldest son's words earlier—was the young man's insistence on being alone with an old man like him for some malicious purpose?

Hearing this, Peng Zizheng was also a little confused. He sat up and looked, completely dumbfounded. He quickly pulled up his pants and sat up, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Old man... this... this..."

Fortunately, this doctor was quite old and experienced. After observing silently for a while, he felt something was amiss. So he asked the young man to take off his pants again so he could take a look.

Peng Zizheng, his face flushed, stammered and utterly ashamed, inwardly cursing those scoundrels for their inhumanity. Now, how could he not understand that he had been tricked by them? He shook his head, refusing to pull down his pants again, and turned to leave, but was stopped by Doctor Zhang, who asked, "Young man, how does it feel down there now?"

"This...this...it's burning and really painful...so I thought it was really like what that thief said..."

Zhang Langzhong had some guesses and insisted that Peng Zizheng let him take another look. After examining him closely, he looked at the young man, who was as red as a boiled shrimp, and said with a troubled expression, "The reason you are in so much pain is probably because someone smeared chili pepper on you... You still need to wash it with ice water, otherwise it may affect your ability to have children in the future."

Peng Zizheng thanked the doctor profusely, but when he reached into his pocket, he found no silver. All he had left was the gold token that allowed him to enter the palace at any time. So Peng Zizheng asked the old man for a pair of scissors, cut off a piece of gold from the corner, handed it to the doctor, and then fled in a panic.

There was nothing Peng Zizheng could do; he didn't want to see that family again. He would rather break the gold token than go back to get the money and come back.

Shamefully fleeing, Peng Zizheng found a river and resolutely plunged in on this cold early winter night. As he soaked, he cursed, "You sons of bitches! If I don't find you and throw you all into a vat of chili peppers, I'm not Peng!!!"

Miss Wu, who had already returned home and was eating hot soup and rice, had no idea that the General she had tricked was not only utterly humiliated but was also shivering as he soaked in ice water. Her bad mood vanished, and she even suggested to her parents that since midwinter was approaching, they should all have a hot pot together in a couple of days when the Great Snow solar term arrived.

As Wu Suining snuggled into the warm and cozy bed, the little maid Liuguang came in with an eager expression and reported, "Miss, I heard that Sister Yinzhu is back. Shall we listen to what she found out?"

Yinzhu was one of the four maids by Wu Suining's side. She knew a few martial arts skills. Her family originally ran a caravan, but they lost a shipment of valuable goods. The entire agency was sold off but still couldn't compensate for the loss. At that time, ten-year-old Yinzhu voluntarily sold herself into slavery and came to Wu Taifu's mansion.

She was sent by the young lady to secretly investigate the identity of that soldier, Li Baobao.