Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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The majority of the 10,000 ordinary soldiers under her command were not the local Zhuang people, but Han Chinese from eastern Guangxi and western Guangdong.

The arrival of the "collision tribe" doesn't mean that tactics can't be coordinated, but rather that while conflicts may erupt in peacetime, they could lead to serious distrust during wartime, potentially resulting in very bad consequences.

“But don’t worry, things will change soon,” Ronan said.

Although the extraordinary soldiers are powerful, they are still quite powerful, even if they are not the most powerful. They can fight, but fighting to the death is out of the question. Those with high cultivation levels are even less likely to fight. They only play a supporting role. If they have to fight, it's a "fake match mode". In many cases, they still have to rely on ordinary soldiers. At this time, the population of Guangdong, Guangxi and Fujian is still insufficient. They must reform and build a legion that can adapt to new tactics.

"When are you leaving?" Lu Jianling asked, then quickly added, "Don't misunderstand, I'm just asking."

"the day after tomorrow."

Chapter 912 Dog Kidney Mountain, Reminiscing about the Past, Socks Can't Be Taken Off

The following morning, the day before their departure, Ronan and Lu Jianling left the secret training camp at the foot of the mountain by the riverbank. The two of them, with only two backpacks, went up the mountain.

The two walked very slowly, but unfortunately the mountain was not very high. The highest point was only about three or four hundred meters away from the flat riverbank where they started. By noon, the two had already reached the top of the mountain.

Perhaps it should be said that the mountains and rivers of Guangxi always bring surprises. The top of this mountain is not particularly special, but it is quite beautiful when viewed from above. However, there is a huge kidney-shaped rock standing on the top of the mountain. The kidney is still upright and reflects the sunlight, making it exceptionally eye-catching.

"So that's how it is, it's a dog-kidney mountain," Lu Jianling murmured.

"Huh?" Ronan tilted his head, not quite hearing what Lu Jianling said.

Lu Jianling's voice rose a few decibels, "People in the nearby villages say this mountain is called Dog Kidney Mountain. I didn't understand it before, but now I do."

Ronan was taken aback. "You can communicate with the natives here?" He couldn't understand a word they were saying.

"The translators here love to deceive both sides. We're soldiers, and the natives both hate and fear us, which has caused a lot of trouble in the past. So I learned a bit. Actually, the accents here vary a few villages apart, but if you speak slowly, communication is still fine." Lu Jianling explained the situation, smiling and sighing, "Actually, these natives in the north and east who have been Sinicized seem kind and clever, but there are too many bad seeds among them. Some of the barbaric and ignorant ones in the west and south are actually quite simple."

"So, you have a good relationship with the natives of the west and south?" Ronan asked.

“No, it’s not good,” Lu Jianling said. “Unless the common people here benefit, it’s all for naught. But the chieftains won’t accept it, and the imperial court is unwilling to spend the high costs of governing this area.”

“That’s true.” Ronan naturally understood this principle.

Lu Jianling found a shady spot under a tree and sat down. "I'm hungry. What should we eat for lunch?"

“Roasted potatoes, roasted corn,” Ronan said.

It's just roasted potatoes and roasted corn, nothing else, except it's topped with Ronan's special sweet and spicy meat sauce.

After a while of starting a fire, the first batch of potatoes was roasted.

Seeing Lu Jianling take a bite, Ronan asked, "How is it? Is my sauce any good?"

"Pretty good," Lu Jianling commented.

"Just 'good'?" Ronan seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

“It’s good enough, but annoying,” Lu Jianling replied somewhat irritably. “I never expected someone like you to have such skills.”

“I was quite busy in the past. Although I would study cooking whenever I had free time, my cooking skills didn’t improve much,” Ronan said with some emotion. Cooking was just a hobby for him. His main job was as a politician, and one who had to engage in power struggles while also worrying about reform and development.

After a simple lunch, the two took a walk along the ridge.

Lu Jianling began to tell Luo Nan about her experiences in Guangxi over the past twenty years. As a superhuman, she started as a seventh-rank officer with several hundred men under her command. However, she was initially just a civil official who had been transferred to her position. As a woman, the soldiers feared her but did not trust her. Later, after a defeat, she led her men on a desperate escape, and only then did a group of people gradually gather around her.

After that, she began her path to promotion.

"Looking back, it's kind of funny. When you went deep into enemy territory and led the charge, they thought you were a fool and secretly hated you. You led them in circles in the mountains and ran away, and finally came back in a sorry state, but you actually won their trust."

Lu Jianling couldn't help but laugh as he recounted the past.

"Is it really that simple?" Ronan asked.

Lu Jianling was taken aback, then punched Ronan on the shoulder. "You're really annoying. I'm not a good person either. Are you satisfied now?"

Over twenty years, she climbed step by step to the position of general. Was it simply because she had powerful backers? You have powerful backers, but others don't? Not interacting with colleagues or cultivating relationships with subordinates is part of her personality, part of her persona, and part of the prerequisite for launching surprise attacks on her opponents.

Ronan shrugged. "It's not like I'll stop liking you because of that."

"Who needs you to like me?" Lu Jianling retorted, embarrassed and annoyed.

The two walked and talked until the sun began to set, and then they returned to the Waist Stone.

Ronan stopped and suddenly asked, "By the way, why is it called dog kidneys instead of pig kidneys or sheep kidneys?"

"How would I know?" Lu Jianling replied, but before she could finish speaking, Luo Nan hugged her from behind.

She tried to break free, but as soon as Ronan's hand touched her buttocks, through her skirt, pantyhose, and underwear, her body immediately recalled the absurd night she had spent with Ronan a few days ago, and she quickly became aroused.

Ronan continued to attack from behind, and the two moved forward until they reached the giant rock, where Lu Jianling braced his hands on the rock.

Just as Ronan was about to lift his skirt, a few drops of rain slid down his face. He reached out and felt it; it was indeed raining.

In the mountains, the sun was still shining brightly, but then it started to rain.

This weather is really strange.

Ronan had no choice but to use magic, and several large shields rose into the air to cover the small area around the boulder and block the raindrops.

After touching her for a while, Ronan squatted down, buried his head under her skirt, grabbed Lu Jianling's plump and thick thighs with both hands, and then looked up and stuck out his tongue to lick them.

Lu Jianling braced himself against the rocks with both hands, closed his eyes slightly, and began to breathe deeply and comfortably.

After fiddling around for a while, the long skirt became a bit of a nuisance, so she simply took it off and put it aside. Lu Jianling turned around to face Ronan, lowered her head and kissed Ronan, who was standing on tiptoe. At the same time, one hand reached into the panties inside the black stockings and began to fiddle with and poke, while the other hand slipped under the clothes and grabbed and rubbed Lu Jianling's breasts.

Gradually, Lu Jianling's hands, which were starting to get wet, began to roam over Ronan's body, and before he knew it, he touched that spot down there.

He withdrew his hand, stopped in mid-air, then reached up again, froze, then simply started touching it, and finally began to consciously manipulate it with his fingers, making it harder and harder.

"Sword Feather, you're getting better and better at it," Ronan said.

"Don't give me that." Lu Jianling said, pressing Ronan's thing slightly with his thumb.

Ronan patted Lu Jianling's bottom, "Turn around."

Lu Jianling bit her lip, hesitated slightly, then turned around and returned to her previous posture of supporting herself on the boulder with her back to Ronan.

"Spread your legs a little wider," Ronan instructed.

At 1.96 meters tall, Lu Jianling was too tall; he could only stand shorter by spreading his legs, making it easier for Ronan to penetrate him.

Lu Jianling did as instructed.

Ronan leaned closer and lifted her shirt, revealing her full, voluptuous buttocks, which were encased in black pantyhose.

It was really huge. Ronan was certain he had never seen a bigger butt than that. On other people it would be exaggerated, even ugly, but on her, who was this height, it could ignite a man's desire to conquer, making him think about how to make those two buttocks constantly create waves.

Ronan hesitated for a long time, and Lu Jianling became a little impatient. She grabbed the waistband of the pantyhose with both hands and prepared to pull it down, but Ronan quickly stopped her, saying, "You can't take off the pantyhose."

Chapter 913 Black stockings, even a small horse and a big cart can't wear them anymore.

The black stockings on Lu Jianling's legs are made of silk spun by a giant spider, a monster that can hunt and kill rats.

This type of spider mainly inhabits Guangxi. It is very fierce and will spin webs in its burrows to catch rats. It is nothing to superhumans, but they will not waste time looking for it. Instead, the locals will search for and collect it. Every year, people die because of this.

The natural black silk thread is woven on special looms operated by extraordinary individuals. These extraordinary individuals usually haven't even fully mastered the basics, so they can't properly cast or concentrate magic, and their bodies haven't been strengthened much. Just like Elena, who had only recently met Ronan. If Elena hadn't met Ronan and hadn't had the fortuitous encounters that followed, her talent would have only allowed her to become a special kind of craftswoman.

At that moment, Ronan was looking closely and touching the pantyhose.

The natural black silk threads, combined with the fact that Lu Jianling's stockings were custom-made plus sizes, resulted in a relatively uniform matte black finish. The color transitions were not very noticeable. Of course, in the center of her two thick, firm, and perky buttocks, the stockings were still stretched to the point of being almost skin-colored. If you looked closely, you could clearly see the threads of the stockings, and they had a light, frosted texture to the touch.

The high waistband and the area behind the knees of the pantyhose are relatively dark, only slightly see-through, and these two areas of the pantyhose feel softer and smoother to the touch.

Lu Jianling wore a pair of deerskin official boots that fit her leg and foot shape and were decorated with gold cloud patterns. The boot openings were higher in the front and lower in the back, and the back just revealed her semi-transparent calves in black stockings. With her legs wide apart and her knees slightly bent, Lu Jianling's calf muscles were taut and felt hard to the touch, giving her a strong sense of power.

With his entire field of vision filled by the magnificent black stockings, boots, waist, and thighs, Ronan felt as if he had become a short, sexually driven teenager just beginning to develop, while in front of him was a well-developed, tall, yet somewhat sexually unsatisfied mature and beautiful wife.

"Stop touching me," Lu Jianling whispered.

"What, can't wait any longer?" Ronan asked in a low voice.

Lu Jianling didn't answer, and Ronan didn't continue teasing her. He reached his hand inside the waistband of her pantyhose, and with a touch of magic on his fingers, he cut the panties and pulled them out. Now, Lu Jianling's lower body was only covered and bound by a layer of medium-thickness black pantyhose, highlighting her deeply recessed cleft and her full yet tightly closed vulva.

Ronan couldn't help but stop watching again. This time, Lu Jianling finally couldn't hold back any longer. She reached back and grabbed Ronan's thing, squeezing hard as a warning.

"coming."

As Ronan spoke, he grabbed the two buttocks with both hands, thrust his waist, and shoved them into the hole along with the black stockings.

As Ronan penetrated her, her labia and stockings sank inwards, as if he had pushed her outer labia into her vagina. Lu Jianling not only felt a long-lost sense of fullness and tearing, but also a strange feeling of tightness and pressure as the thing entered along with the stockings.

The fucking began. Even though Lu Jianling lowered her body, Ronan was fucking her in this position, and he had to thrust in with all his might. With each thrust, he still had to tiptoe slightly upwards. With each thrust, Lu Jianling's body would lean forward, her chest would jerk, and her heels would lift off the ground.

It's like a small horse driving a big cart.

Ronan gradually accelerated, his thick penis thrusting violently. The black stockings that entered at the same time stretched the tight hole shut. With each powerful thrust, the large penis scraped violently against the wrinkled flesh walls, bringing Lu Jianling an indescribable tingling and itching sensation. The aroused flesh hole was stimulated to the point that lustful fluids flowed, gradually spreading across the crotch of the black stockings, soon soaking a large area as if it were wet with urine.

“Jianling, your body is so lewd,” Ronan couldn’t help but say. “This is only the second time I’ve done this to you, and you’re already like this.”

Lu Jianling stomped hard on Ronan's foot and emphasized, "Nonsense, how can this be the second time? This is the fifth time."

"You remember it so clearly," Ronan teased.

"Hmm." Lu Jianling gritted his teeth and said angrily, trying to elbow Ronan from behind, but he failed.

Ronan, however, retaliated by starting to thrust rapidly with a rotating motion. Soon after, Lu Jianling began to beg for mercy, "No, don't do that, uh, ah, no..."

Seeing her begging for mercy, Ronan changed to a slow rhythm of three shallow moans followed by one deep one, and Lu Jianling also began to slowly soften her moans.

After a short while, Ronan began to stroke Lu Jianling's crotch with one hand, occasionally poking her anus lightly, causing Lu Jianling to contract sharply inside.

"Don't touch that area," Lu Jianling said sternly.

Ronan, however, became even more excited and poked a section of his finger inside. The feeling of being invaded by a foreign object made Lu Jianling immediately reach out and grab Ronan's wrist, trying to pull him away. But she couldn't pull Ronan's wrist away at all, so she could only move her body forward, trying to get away. But Ronan followed her forward, until her body was pressed against the stone and she could no longer move forward. A small section of Ronan's index finger was still inside.

Lu Jianling turned his head and glared angrily at Ronan, who then drew his weapon.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Ronan couldn't help but laugh first. Lu Jianling gritted her teeth and said, "You're still laughing? Disgusting."

Ronan raised his hands to signify surrender and admission of wrongdoing.

Then, the two changed positions. Ronan sat on the shield suspended in mid-air, reaching his hands inside Lu Jianling's clothes to knead her breasts, while Lu Jianling pulled her black pantyhose down to her thighs, sat between his legs, and let his huge penis penetrate her, swaying up and down.

This position wasn't intense, but the inside of the deer sword feather remained completely filled by Ronan, and the folds were being gently scraped.

“You seem to really like this,” Ronan said softly.

"Mmm," Lu Jianling responded with a comfortable nasal tone.

After a while, the two changed positions again, embracing each other face to face, kissing passionately while having intercourse.

Lu Jianling loved this feeling, which was similar to that of couples making love, and didn't want to change positions.

Just as Ronan felt the thing begin to swell and jump, he suddenly withdrew his shield. With the shield gone, Ronan stood still and held Lu Jianling with both hands. Lu Jianling also instinctively hugged Ronan, crossing her legs and clamping them tightly around Ronan's waist, her insteps pointed and her toes seemingly trying to pierce through her black stockings.

"Here I am." Ronan began to charge upwards at high speed.

Lu Jianling buried her head and closed her eyes, moaning as the climax approached.

After a burst of powerful spurts, Ronan put Lu Jianling down. Lu Jianling's pantyhose were still halfway down her thighs, and thick, white, viscous fluid flowed out, some running down her thighs and some dripping onto the crotch of her pantyhose.

It wasn't until the afterglow of her climax completely subsided that Lu Jianling came to her senses. At that moment, she embarrassingly discovered that she could no longer wear her underwear, and her pantyhose were also unwearable because the crotch area was covered in her own vaginal fluid and the sticky semen that Ronan had ejaculated.

Just then, Ronan pulled out a brand new pair of white pantyhose.

At this moment, the sun has set, the light rain has stopped, and the air is filled with the fragrance of earth.

"I'll go start a fire; we'll have rice noodles for dinner," Ronan said, and went to find firewood.

Lu Jianling went to the other side to clean herself up properly and change into new pantyhose.

Chapter 914 Crime and Punishment, Revolution and Morality, Give Me a Blow

Once the fire is lit, hang a large earthenware pot, pour in water, add the chopped and already cooked cured pork trotters, then add the dried radish, two slices of ginger, and a little rice wine. The already cooked cured pork trotters are still somewhat salty, and have a bit of umami and oil. The dried radish adds a touch of sweetness. Once the pork trotters are cooked again until they are soft, tender, and slightly chewy, and the dried radish is also soft, add a little pepper to enhance the flavor. Then add the rice noodles, which cook quickly. Remove from the heat and set aside.

The rice noodles have a rich aroma, and Ronan also prepared a dipping sauce. You can put two spoonfuls of rice noodles into the dipping sauce bowl, eat the rice noodles and the cured pork trotters at the same time, and then drink the soup.

On a chilly, damp mountain night, a warm meal like this, accompanied by some local rice wine, is incredibly comforting.

After dinner, they tidied up briefly and then went into the tent they had set up earlier.

Ronan abruptly asked, "Jianling, have you ever heard of 'Superman'?"

"Huh?" Lu Jianling didn't understand what Ronan was talking about.

"Let me tell you a story. The protagonist's name is, uh, something like Nikov." Ronan really couldn't remember the protagonist's name.

A hint of doubt flashed in Lu Jianling's eyes, "Russians?"

Ronan was also surprised. "You know about the Ross people?"

After a cold laugh came Lu Jianling's pride: "When I was in school, I was at the top of my class in every subject. Later, I spent nearly ten years in the archives, and I know a lot more than that."

“Great, I’ll tell you a story then.” Ronan began to tell a story.

The story is based on Fyodor Dostoevsky's masterpiece, *Crime and Punishment*. The protagonist is a university student who believes there are two kinds of people in human society: ordinary people and extraordinary people. Ordinary people abide by secular laws, while extraordinary people can transcend the law in their thoughts and minds, removing necessary obstacles for a higher purpose. They are called great men, they are called heroes.