The First Military God of the Border

Lin Hui was furious.

The border troops suffered repeated defeats.

These generals, who held military power, were engaging in this kind of get-rich-quick scheme.

"Hu Ning, do you realize that what you're doing is aiding the enemy?"

"We are using the military rations and weapons of our great Henan to help the Northern Wilderness."

"You all deserve to die..."

Lin Hui grew angrier as he spoke, and kicked Hu Ning, who screamed in pain.

"Don't hit me! I'm just a gofer; all the money ended up in Cheng Wuyou's pocket."

"Hit you? Hitting you would be too lenient. You aided and abetted evil, you deserve to die."

Lin Hui snorted coldly and vented all his anger on Hu Ning.

Song Qingyan wasn't idle either; she went up and kicked him a few more times.

Hu Ning was beaten to the ground, panting heavily, barely alive.

Looking at the room full of food, Song Qingyan asked, "What should we do with all this?"

"Take them all."

"I will find someone to come in the next couple of days. We will divide the grain in two, move one part back to Sigou Village to hide it, and move the other part back to Shiweitian to hide in the wine cellar."

"What do we need so much grain for? You won't let us use good grain to brew wine anymore. We have enough grain stored up for several years."

Lin Hui shook his head: "With constant fighting on the border, food and weapons are the key to confidence. There's no need to talk about anything else."

"This time, I should thank Cheng Wuyou."

"Okay, then I'll organize people to move the grain."

Lin Hui nodded: "But you need to make sure the person you find is reliable."

"Don't worry, I rescued a group of refugees. There weren't many, about thirty people. They had been living in Linjiang County for several years, and they were absolutely loyal to me."

"Uh-huh."

The matter here is over; now we need to figure out how to deal with Hu Ning.

But before Lin Hui could speak, Hu Ning said, "Hunter Lin, I advise you not to take the risk. This grain belongs to Cheng Wuyou. He has thousands of men under his command. We can't afford to offend him."

Lin Hui turned around and looked at Hu Ning.

"Heh, you really are the epitome of 'if you don't court trouble, you won't die.'"

"Even if you go and tell Cheng Wuyou right now that I took his supplies, what can he do about it?"

"These are all military pay, weapons for the border troops. Does he dare claim them as his own?"

"Moreover, you are the only one who knows about this matter right now. If you don't speak up, no one will know where this grain went."

Hu Ning froze upon hearing this. He was frightened and quickly reassured Lin, "Don't worry, Hunter Lin, I know nothing about what happened today and I will not utter a single word."

Lin Hui smiled, a very casual smile.

"Hu Ning, blame yourself for following the wrong master, blame yourself for kidnapping Boss Song."

"I only believe one thing: only the dead don't speak."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Hui's dagger appeared in his hand, and without hesitation, he killed Hu Ning.

He led Song Qingyan out of the underground chamber, and the moment he closed the door, it was as if nothing had happened.

Lin Hui brought Song Qingyan back to Shiweitian Restaurant. Xiao Wan was overjoyed to see that it was Madam returning.

He immediately stepped forward: "Madam, are you alright?"

Song Qingyan shook her head at the concerned looks on everyone's faces, then turned her gaze to Lin Hui, her eyes seemingly shining as she looked at him.

"Xiao Wan, go to the west of the city and tell Lao Wei and the others to stop all their work, load up all their carts and wait for orders. Then have Lao Wei come to me."

"Yes, madam, I'll take care of it right away."

Three years ago, Song Qingyan rescued a group of refugees. In order to give them a long-term livelihood, she gave them money to rent a large courtyard and provided them with more than 30 carts so that they could make a living by hauling goods in the city.

After giving the instructions, Song Qingyan and Lin Hui went up to the third floor.

The two were drinking tea when Old Wei arrived.

Old Wei was a big, burly man. Even though it was the dead of winter, he was dressed very lightly, and his muscles stretched his clothes so much that they were clearly defined.

"Old Wei, go to this place. There's a cellar under the west wing. It contains grain and various weapons. Transport about half of the grain to the restaurant and store it in the cellar. Send all the weapons and other grain to Sigou Village. Have Xiaowan accompany you when you go to Sigou Village. Make sure everything is hidden before you leave."

"If anyone asks, just say it's miscellaneous items purchased by Lin Hui."

Old Wei looked suspicious, but still nodded in agreement.

After everyone left, Lin Hui finished his tea and said, "Sister, you still need to rest. I'm going to the county government office. Cheng Wuyou is corrupt and breaking the law; we need Lord Ma to intervene."

Song Qingyan nodded.

Lin Hui arrived at the county government office with a jar of wine.

Wang Ping, who had just returned from outside the city, was telling Lord Ma about the situation outside.

After meeting, the three of them drank together, and Lin Hui told Ma Dayuan the news.

However, he did not mention the discovery of large quantities of food, weapons, and other supplies.

Perhaps because he was happy, Lin Hui got drunk.

This must be the first time he's ever been drunk since he came into this world.

After taking a nap, Song Qingyan waited for Lin Hui until very late, after everyone else in the restaurant had gone to sleep.

Finally, he saw someone stumble in.

Song Qingyan quickly went over to help Lin Hui up, then said with a hint of resentment, "Why did you drink so much?"

Lin Hui turned to Song Qingyan and grinned, without saying a word.

"Men are such bastards, drinking, drinking... humph..."

Lin Hui vaguely heard this and chuckled, saying, "I...I'm a...good man...I'm very good to my wife..."

Song Qingyan gave Lin Hui a resentful look: "Wife, you only remember your wife."

He helped Lin Hui upstairs.

When I got to the stairwell, I ran into Xiao Wan, who was asking to rest.

"How's it going?"

Song Qingyan asked.

"Madam, everything has been taken care of and placed in Brother Lin's cellar."

Song Qingyan nodded.

Seeing Song Qingyan helping the drunk Lin Hui, she stepped forward and said, "Madam, let me help you upstairs."

Song Qingyan shook her head: "No need, you should go to sleep."

Just as Xiao Wan turned around, Song Qingyan said again, "Here's what you'd like, go get some hot water for my room."

Xiao Wan was taken aback. She glanced at the drunk Lin Hui, then at the radiant proprietress, and a smile curved her lips, almost bursting out laughing.

For some reason, the girl turned back after taking only a few steps and asked, "Madam, should I fetch the water quickly or slowly?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyan immediately understood Xiao Wan's meaning and blushed.

"Hurry up and get here quickly."

Xiao Wan skipped and hopped away with a smile.

Song Qingyan helped Lin Hui up to the third floor and placed her on the bed in her boudoir.

Lin Hui, a tall and strong man, had been supporting Song Qingyan for so long that beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, making her originally slightly flushed face as red as a ripe peach.

Lin Hui, on the other hand, knew nothing and was completely drunk.

Song Qingyan looked at that face; it had handsome features and a cold, aloof air about it.

Song Qingyan reached out and touched it, but as if she had been electrocuted, she immediately pulled back, her heart pounding as if it were about to jump out of her chest.

After a few seconds of recovery, she couldn't help but reach out to touch him again. This time, she felt Lin Hui's breath and the warmth emanating from his face.

Just as Song Qingyan was engrossed in her thoughts, Xiao Wan came in with hot water.

She happened to witness a scene that was inappropriate for children, because what Xiao Wan saw was Song Qingyan preparing to kiss Lin Hui.

"Madam, I..."

"Hot water..."

Xiao Wan was somewhat incoherent and didn't know what to say.

Upon hearing Xiao Wan's words, Song Qingyan instinctively jumped up, as if she had been caught doing something shameful, her face burning red.

Xiao Wan hurriedly put the water down and then rushed out the door.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and helped Song Qingyan close the door.

"Madam, do whatever you want. I didn't see anything. Besides, the third floor is quiet; no one can hear you."

"Go to sleep now."

Song Qingyan gave a shy scolding.

At this moment, Song Qingyan was extremely ashamed, feeling like ants were crawling all over her.

But he couldn't help but return to the bedside, staring at Lin Hui's handsome face again, and smiled knowingly.

She picked up the towel, washed it in hot water, wrung it out, and then gently wiped Lin Hui's face.

Lin Hui obediently lay flat, but did not wake up.

She started wiping Lin Hui's hands again, placing them on her chest and wiping them gently.

As he was wiping, Lin Hui's hand suddenly moved.

He then grasped Song Qingyan's most tender spot.

Song Qingyan was completely stunned. Seeing Lin Hui's hand still moving while holding hers, Song Qingyan felt both ashamed and angry.

"Lin Hui..."

"You...you're still pretending..."

But no matter how she called out, Lin Hui didn't respond at all.

Upon closer inspection, Lin Hui was indeed fast asleep.

Song Qingyan shamefully pried Lin Hui's hands off.

But Lin Hui seemed to have taken a clingy hold on to her, refusing to let go, which made Song Qingyan blush.

But what could she do? He was so strong, and she couldn't move him. She could only let Lin Hui do it.

That wasn't all. After playing with her for a while, he seemed unsatisfied and pulled her with his other hand, causing Song Qingyan to fall onto Lin Hui.

He tried to break free, but Lin Hui's hands seemed to have magic power, forcefully shoving him into his arms.

The person was asleep, but they did these things so skillfully.

"Hmph, I wonder how you torment your wife every day."

Before Song Qingyan could even finish imagining what was happening, Lin Hui went all out.

He rolled over and pinned Song Qingyan down, lying stiffly on top of her.

His hot breath, reeking of alcohol, hit Song Qingyan's body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

Song Qingyan closed her eyes and stopped caring about anything else.

I thought to myself, "Come on, let's see how strong you are."

But just as Song Qingyan was still holding onto a little bit of hope, Lin Hui stopped moving completely and slept like a log.

Enraged, Song Qingyan shouted it out loud.

"Lin Hui...you...."