Magical Water Margin: They all call me brother

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Song Jiang was also furious upon hearing this, even though he didn't love Yan Poxi and only considered it a good deed of the day. However, the anger of being cuckolded was enough to make even the most composed person feel indignant. Several minor officials also stood up for the clerk, and in an instant, the entire city of Yuncheng mobilized. Some informed on the affair, others blocked the gate, and in a short time, everyone caught Zhang Wenyuan and Yan Poxi in bed together.

However, faced with the onslaught of the crowd, Yan Poxi only felt angry and aggrieved. In front of all the minor officials, she cursed Song Jiang, trying to find comfort.

"I...I...I was forced into it! If Song Jiang hadn't been away all day, leaving me alone in my room every night, how could I have found solace in a lowly clerk? I was just pursuing love!"

"You call yourself a timely rain, so why not grant my wish and Zhang Wenyuan's happiness? Divorce me, and let me have the right to pursue my love. Of course, this house was sold to me by you, so I have to keep it!"

For a moment, everyone was incredulous that there could be such a shameless woman in Yuncheng who wanted to capture the two men and imprison them for adultery, but Song Jiang stopped her.

After thinking it over carefully, Song Jiang concluded that Yan Poxi was nothing more than a concubine, a sex slave, or a toy. She had been defiled, so he could just throw her away. She wasn't his legal wife.

The anger I felt at being cuckolded only lasted a short while and has now disappeared. There's no need to make myself look so undignified over a concubine. Perhaps, I can also use this incident to demonstrate my influence.

Besides, that woman from Fanlou is really not smart enough. Does she really think she can live such a comfortable life without me? Fine, fine, I'll let her experience for herself what happens without me.

"Alright, since I saved you the first time, I can save you a second time. Po-xi, I've given you the divorce papers, and I'll also give you the house. Wen-yuan, I'm giving you a job, and now, I'm giving you a wife. I wish you both a happy marriage."

Song Jiang remained expressionless, calmly writing a letter of divorce in front of everyone, thus granting Zhang Wenyuan and Yan Poxi their wish. Everyone present was amazed by Song Jiang's magnanimity and character. She could tolerate such a cuckolded enemy and even provide him with a house and a marriage. Wouldn't those who followed her receive even more?

Chapter 196: Wen Yuan Loses His County Official Post

After Song Jiang finished speaking, he went out to continue his official duties, while she, with her accurate grasp of human nature, also foresaw future events.

Although she herself did nothing to Zhang Wenyuan or Yan Poxi, and even gave the house to Yan Poxi for the couple to live in, there were countless people in Yuncheng County who wanted to curry favor with Song Jiang, receive his care, help, or even help him in his time of need. Among them were lawless scoundrels like Liu Hong and Chao Gai, who all wanted to repay Song Jiang's kindness.

So, on the very first day of their divorce, Zhang Wenyuan was subjected to all sorts of difficulties at the county government office. All his colleagues disliked him and relentlessly ostracized him.

To put it mildly, this guy is a traitor, an ungrateful wretch. He got help from Clerk Song and still cheated on her. Is this how a human being behaves?

To put it more bluntly, such behavior would have been punishable by being drowned in a pig cage under the feudal etiquette of the Song Dynasty.

For a time, Zhang Wenyuan felt that he was in a very difficult situation. His subordinates did not listen to him at all, his colleagues looked down on him, and his superiors were even more important, and they began to make things difficult for him, making his paperwork extremely difficult.

By the third day, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't organize his subordinates to work and had to take on all the tasks himself, doing the work of three people. He was exhausted and couldn't finish, which directly delayed the progress. His superiors seized the opportunity to scold him severely and even fined him a month's salary.

That evening, Zhang Wenyuan returned home exhausted and listless. Looking at Yan Poxi, his eyes no longer held the affection he had shown before, only regret. People are often unwilling to admit their mistakes, so Zhang Wenyuan easily found a scapegoat for himself—"I, Zhang Wenyuan, originally had a bright future and a promising career in the Yuncheng County government!"

If I hadn't been seduced by this woman and ended up in her bed, how could I have offended Clerk Song and now be ostracized by the entire Yuncheng County government?! My official career is completely ruined!

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenyuan's gaze towards Yan Poxi was no longer filled with love, but only with anger, hatred, and disgust.

Born in Fanlou, Yan Poxi, who understood human relationships best, could easily see through his gaze. Seeing Zhang Wenyuan becoming increasingly distant and indifferent towards her, she became very anxious and pestered him to complain, which only made Zhang Wenyuan more and more irritable.

After several such incidents, Zhang Wenyuan simply vented all the grievances, anger, and confusion he had suffered at work on Yan Poxi. The two argued four times in three days. In the last argument, Zhang Wenyuan even used his physical advantage as a man to beat Yan Poxi up before leaving home. Only the bruised and battered Yan Poxi was left lying on the floor of her house, crying.

Helpless, Yan Poxi realized she had no savings. If she divorced Zhang Wenyuan, she would be penniless. She had no choice but to change her strategy, becoming subservient to Zhang Wenyuan like a maid while frantically searching for a new lover, intending to discard him once she found one. Naturally, this plan failed. Most of the people in Yuncheng County spoke highly of Song Jiang.

Of course, some people in Yuncheng County were not afraid of Song Jiang, while others dared to offend him.

But those who dared to oppose Song Jiang were all wealthy, powerful, and had families and status. They would never take a woman who dared to cheat on their husbands as a concubine, let alone one that Song Jiang had already used! You might not find it disgusting, but I would find it a disgrace to my family.

At this moment, a few idle ruffians, who had been helped by Song Jiang a few days ago and were still grateful, saw a great opportunity to repay Song Jiang.

One evening, Zhang Wenyuan dragged his tired body away from the county government office, enduring the scolding and contempt of his colleagues. He walked down the street cursing and fantasizing, still wondering if his career would have been smooth sailing if he hadn't been seduced by Yan Poxi.

Suddenly, he was dragged into an alley by those thugs. One thug blindfolded him, another held down his hands and feet, and a third thug swiftly chopped off his right hand, the one he used to write! With a second stroke, he severed his third leg. Then, the group, holding Zhang Wenyuan's right hand and a bird as evidence, ran away! They left him crippled, bleeding, and wailing on the spot. Several passersby heard the noise and initially wanted to help, but upon seeing Zhang Wenyuan's face, their anxiety turned to disgust, and they turned and walked away.

When Zhang Wenyuan was rescued, he had already missed the best time for treatment. Even with magic, it would be extremely difficult to reattach his severed hand and bird. Moreover, due to excessive blood loss, he was pale and had to lie in bed for a long time. Without his right hand, he could not write and naturally lost his ability to earn money, so he was directly dismissed from the county government.

Upon hearing this news, Yan Poxi felt dizzy and fainted immediately—it's all over, my life is over! I've lost Song Jiang as my backer and Zhang Wenyuan as my moneybag, I can't possibly go back to singing in Fanlou, can I? I finally escaped that hell, I don't want to go back!

After Youyou woke up, she cried her heart out again and forced Zhang Wenyuan to write another letter of divorce without hesitation. Then she went to Song Jiang again, crying and wailing, asking for help. Song Jiang looked at her and just wanted to laugh.

She didn't think she was wrong at all; she just felt she was starving to death.

Seeing that her various emotional appeals and tearful attacks had no effect, Yan Poxi became anxious and could only retreat in order to advance, sobbing pitifully as she grabbed Song Jiang's sleeve.

"My lord, we have been husband and wife for a time, but you are always busy with official duties and have never come to visit me. Tonight, why don't you let me serve you for one more night? Tomorrow, I will definitely not linger!"

Seeing Yan Poxi crying like this, Song Jiang softened for a moment, nodded, and spent a tender night with Yan Poxi.

Yan Poxi breathed a sigh of relief. "Little brat, watch me conquer you completely, you little black-haired bastard, without using my bedroom skills, and make you unable to leave me?"

However, once she was actually in Song Jiang's bed, her face froze. The usually generous, kind, and amiable Song Jiang, who seemed like a refined gentleman, opened his belt, revealing it stuffed with gags, ropes, chains, whips, clamps, serrated knives, and many other strange, indescribable objects. In one corner of the bundle, there was a string of translucent pearls strung together, countless unidentified spheres of intertwined wire, a vibrating egg crackling with arcane electricity, and a red-hot branding iron constantly heating up!

Is this seemingly gentle and refined clerk really up to something so cunning behind the scenes?!

Yan Poxi stared at the bag in disbelief, her beautiful body trembling with fear. She instinctively turned and ran, but just then, an object in the corner of the bag caught her attention: it was a ten-tael gold coin and a letter with the names Liu Hong and Chao Gai on it.

Isn't that the name of a bandit from Liangshan? Why is it in Song Jiang's bag?

Wait a minute, if Song Jiang really is connected to the Liangshan bandits, and I get this bag, can I threaten Song Jiang to take me as his concubine, or even make me his legal wife, thus achieving instant success?!

Thinking of this, Yan Poxi suppressed her urge to run away and decided to have a BDSM session with Song Jiang.

Chapter 197: Song Jiang Angrily Kills Yan Poxi (Bonus Chapter for 2800 Monthly Tickets!)

Thinking of this, Yan Poxi obediently took out a bright red rope and steel handcuffs from Song Jiang's bundle and placed them in Song Jiang's hands. Then she obediently took off all her clothes, revealing her beautiful body and alluring spring scenery. She then turned around and tied her slender arms behind her smooth, jade-like back, allowing the other party to tightly handcuff her wrists with shackles.

Song Jiang hummed a little tune with satisfaction, beginning his day's release and relaxation. After securing Yan Poxi's wrists with handcuffs, he placed her smooth and delicate legs side by side on his own lap and bound them tightly together with scarlet rope. The rough hemp rope sank deep into her tender skin, rubbing out red marks and making her fair flesh appear even more prominent.

Yan Poxi shifted uncomfortably, the unfamiliar feeling of her limbs being bound making her somewhat panicked, but a strange sense of stimulation also surfaced from the depths of her desires.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Song Jiang gently stroked her dark hair, then took out the red rope again and skillfully ran it over every corner of her skin, tying it into a neat tortoise shell pattern. Each strand of red rope bit firmly into patches of her fair skin.

Two red ropes tightened around her breasts, making her snow-capped peaks even more prominent. A piece of coarse hemp rope was inserted into her cherry-like lips below. The rough surface of the hemp rope rubbed against her tender lips, and in no time, Yan Poxi was completely wet.

Seeing that she was getting into the zone, Song Jiang picked up the blindfold and put it on her head, plunging her into complete darkness. Blinded, Yan Poxi became somewhat nervous and shifted restlessly in Song Jiang's small arms.

"Next, we'll set a safe word. If you can't take it anymore, just shout 'Zhang Wenyuan,' and I'll stop."

Song Jiang, with a rather wicked sense of humor, set up a safe word, then grabbed a gag from the bed and tried to shove it into the other woman's mouth. Yan Poxi seemed to realize something and showed some resistance, unwilling to open her mouth.

But by then it was too late to resist. Yan Poxi's limbs were tightly bound with ropes, and she had no way to escape her restraints. Her delicate nose was pinched between two fingers, and soon, unable to hold her breath any longer, Yan Poxi was forced to open her mouth. Before she could even inhale any air into her lungs, Song Jiang grabbed a fifteen-centimeter-long stick-like object and shoved it into her mouth, filling her entire oral cavity completely, even reaching deep into her throat, causing her eyes to roll back in her head.

Then, Song Jiang used both hands to tie a knot behind her head with the leather straps on both sides of the end of the stick. Now, she could not only not move, but also could not see or speak. She was even suffocated by the force of the knot and could only writhe and thrash on the bed like a drowning fish.

Song Jiang let out a long sigh, took out the last rope, and hung Yan Poxi from the roof beam. Then he picked up a whip and lashed her mercilessly, making her proud breasts heave, her delicate body tremble, and her beautiful buttocks undulate. Her whole body was swollen and red, and her snow-white breasts turned red and swelled up even more. Yan Poxi let out painful moans and tried countless times to shout out the safe word, but with a gag in her mouth, she couldn't utter a single word!

At this moment, Song Jiang took out the medicine, applied it to the leather whip, and began the second round of lashing. When Yan Poxi tensed her body, trying to endure the pain, she was shocked to find that when the whip struck her wound, her brain felt like it was on fire, completely filled with pleasure and desire. Suddenly, she lost control of her bladder and urinated all over the bed. A drop of blood even secreted from her nipple, slowly dripping down the contours of her full breasts.

"Oh, feeling it now? I've applied a special potion to the whip. It will seep into your flesh and blood along the wound, becoming one with your skin. Slowly, you'll come to love the feeling of pain."

At this moment, Song Jiang was nowhere to be seen in his usual gentle demeanor in officialdom or his benevolent nature in the martial world. His beautiful and youthful face was completely overwhelmed by endless tyranny and madness. He swung his whip and lashed it hard on every sensitive spot of Yan Poxi, making her climax repeatedly and scream repeatedly. In five minutes of whipping, he managed to make her orgasm six times!

At this moment, seeing that Yan Poxi was already soaking wet, Song Jiang also took off his official robe, revealing his petite and sexy body. He placed Yan Poxi on the bed, spread her legs, and then spread his own pair of violet-colored legs. Their lower bodies pressed together, and they began to caress each other. Song Jiang was so engrossed in pleasure that he played for an hour before finally resting and going to sleep.

Yan Poxi was already half-dead from the ordeal, but for the sake of happiness in her next life, she still held on until Song Jiang fell asleep. Then she grabbed his bag and pulled out a letter from Chao Gai and the others, thanking Song Jiang for risking his life to tip them off and allowing them to escape safely. She treasured it and hid it away.

The next day, Song Jiang had just left the house when he opened the document bag and discovered that the letter Chao Gai had entrusted to Liu Tang to give him was missing. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that it was Yan Poxi's doing, and immediately turned back!

"Yan Poxi! Where is my letter?!"

Seeing that Song Jiang hadn't even arrived yet, she had already started shouting. Yan Poxi snorted coldly, touched her wounds, and offered Song Jiang her terms.

"Good, good! The famous Timely Rain has actually colluded with the Liangshan bandits! If this letter reaches the court, you, Song Jiang, will lose your head!"

After gaining leverage over Song Jiang, Yan Poxi once again resumed her arrogant and condescending attitude.

"You can reply, but you have to agree to two conditions! First, marry me properly, bring me, Yan Poxi, into your Song Family Village, and make me Song Jiang's legal wife! Then we'll be in the same boat, and I certainly won't betray you to collude with bandits! Second, give me all the one hundred taels of gold that Chao Gai wrote in his letter!"

Upon seeing Yan Poxi make such a request, Song Jiang was slightly surprised—no way, are you out of your mind to marry into a wealthy family? I took you as a concubine before, and you dared to cheat on me, even forcing me to divorce you so you could pursue love. Now that Zhang Wenyuan is crippled, you still want to come back, and you still want to be my legal wife?!

Furthermore, why do you think a letter can threaten me, Song Jiang? From the magistrate himself down to the lowest official in Yuncheng County, everyone has had illegal dealings with Liangshan. Even if you report it, with officials protecting each other, what could happen to me? It would just be a bit of a hassle—giving gifts and inviting everyone involved to dinner. What makes you think a letter can kill me?

Although that's what he thought, Song Jiang still held back, since doing it that way was too troublesome. The easiest way was still to retrieve the letter.

Thinking of this, Song Jiang reverted to his shrewd and calculating demeanor from his official career, becoming weak and helpless, saying, "Alright, alright, whatever you say."

Seeing Song Jiang back down, Yan Poxi became even more smug.

"Give me one hundred taels of gold first! Then go home immediately to prepare, come here in style to propose to me, and then marry me into the Song family village!"

“No problem, but let me prepare the money first. Chao Gai did give me one hundred taels of gold, but I only accepted ten taels. I really can’t raise that much money in a short time.”

At this moment, Song Jiang was only focused on keeping this silly woman calm, so he was willing to agree to anything.

"You're playing me! Chao Gai clearly gave you this much! If you don't give me all one hundred taels of gold today, I'm going to report you to the authorities right now!"

Yan Poxi's expression changed, and she realized that Song Jiang was trying to calm her down. She stood up and was about to report to the authorities, which completely enraged Song Jiang. These days, Yan Poxi had already disgusted and annoyed Song Jiang to no end. He never expected that she would dare to threaten him like this. In an instant, anger rose from his heart and evil thoughts arose from his mind. He swept his leg and knocked Yan Poxi to the ground. Then he straddled her waist and tried to control this woman.

However, the effects of yesterday's drug hadn't worn off yet. Yan Poxi suddenly fell and hit her head. She didn't feel any pain; instead, her body convulsed and trembled from the immense pleasure, panting heavily! Yesterday's actions had already gone too far, and today's torment only made Yan Poxi feel her heart racing to its limit! In the midst of immense pleasure, her heart suddenly stopped beating, her eyes rolled back, and under the SM-style whipping, drug-induced manipulation, and final ecstasy, Song Jiang actually threw her to her death.

Chapter 198: Third Sister of Yuncheng County Flees in a Shameful State

After accidentally killing Yan Poxi, Song Jiang was also shocked. All he could see was the motionless naked corpse of the beautiful woman, all he could hear was the gurgling of blood, and all he could feel was endless cold when his fingertips touched her swollen skin.

In an instant, regret, remorse, fear, and countless other negative emotions erupted in Song Jiang's mind. The corpse before her even twisted and deformed in her extreme terror! The stench of blood and cold sweat intertwined in the dimly lit room, creating a suffocating cage!

Song Jiang staggered backward, her delicate hand inadvertently sweeping away the tea on the table. Her official boots trod on the spilled tea, and shards of the celadon cup pierced her heels without her noticing. Suddenly, the glass lamp on the table exploded, its flickering light making the shadows on the wall seem menacing and grotesque. The fallen beauty swayed in the firelight, reflecting the crimson floor, appearing almost terrifyingly alive!

Song Jiang took three deep breaths before recovering from his shock. He was doomed. Yan Poxi had exposed his connection with Liangshan. He was just in a bit of trouble, but he could eventually cover it up.

But there's no escaping murder! Oh well, what's done is done, let's run! It's just an accidental killing, right? I'll use my connections to get the magistrate to give me a lighter sentence, then I'll immediately go to Qingzhou to hide with my brother Hua Rong, and wait for the emperor to grant a general amnesty before I come back!

Thinking of this, Song Jiang burned the letter sent by Chao Gai with the candle flame without hesitation. Then he picked up the document bag, turned around and ran away. He went home to explain things first, and then fled to Qingzhou with Qin Ming and Hua Rong, who were withdrawing their troops, and Liu Hong, who was going to find his two sisters!

As things unfolded, it did exactly as Song Jiang had predicted. In Yuncheng County, Chao Gai remained the most powerful man, and although the Song family was small, they were still among the top ten. Zhu Tong and Lei Heng's garrison troops, with perfect understanding, avoided going to Yan Poxi's house, intending to wait until her body decomposed and the masses reported it, thus giving Song Jiang's sister time to escape.

Unfortunately, Zhang Wenyuan ruined the plan. After losing his usefulness and being kicked aside by Yan Poxi, he was heartbroken, weeping incessantly, unable to sleep, and utterly despondent. One day, he went to Yan Poxi to beg for reconciliation, but found the door locked no matter how hard he knocked. A faint, strange smell emanated from inside. Sensing something was wrong, he kicked the door open, only to discover Yan Poxi was dead. The immense pain of being separated from her by death caused him to faint on the spot. His first instinct upon waking was to report it to the authorities! "Song Jiang must have killed her! The house's doors and windows are intact; only Song Jiang has the key!"

The minor officials who came to the scene to handle the case immediately rolled their eyes when they saw that it was Zhang Wenyuan. After a cursory examination of the body, they took Zhang Wenyuan back to the county office for trial. Everyone present, from the county magistrate Shi Wenbin down to the lowest bailiff, knew that Song Jiang had killed the man, but they all sided with Song Jiang.

"You say this woman was killed by Song Jiang, but do you have any evidence?"

Shi Wenbin asked calmly.

“Of course I have evidence! This woman was originally Song Jiang’s concubine, but she had an affair and fell in love with me. It must have been Song Jiang who killed her out of love turned to hatred! She had a motive for murder! And there were no signs of forced entry on the doors and windows of the house. Only Song Jiang had the key and could come and go as he pleased!”

Zhang Wenyuan answered tearfully.

"Be bold!"

Shi Wenbin slammed the gavel, stood up from his chair, and shouted angrily.

"You actually had an affair with Song Jiang's concubine? According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, he should be given two hundred lashes first, then thrown into prison to await punishment!"

"What? My lord, I..."

Zhang Wenyuan was dumbfounded and hadn't even reacted when the two traitors on either side, who had long disliked him and wanted to help Song Jiang vent his anger, swarmed forward. Sticks rained down on his back and buttocks, leaving him only able to wail and scream, unable to utter a single word!

"As for the case of Yan Poxi's murder, there are many doubts in this case. Let's talk about it later and take our time."

Shi Wenbin's bias had become so blatant that he dragged it out for five days. Only after Yan Poxi's former maid frantically gathered information and submitted it to the county government did they reluctantly convict Song Jiang.

But by this time, Song Jiang had already run out of Jizhou and gone to Qingzhou to find Hua Rong.

At this moment, Song Jiang's terrifying prestige in the martial arts world began to manifest. After he went to Kong Family Village to rest, the two sons of the village head, Kong Ming and Kong Liang, admired Song Jiang's usual character and conduct, and immediately became his disciples to learn some martial arts skills.

Upon hearing that Song Jiang was going to Qingzhou alone, Kongming and Kong Liang immediately expressed that this was too dangerous. The two of them would lead dozens of strong and capable men from their manor to escort Song Jiang there. These men were all outlaws who roamed the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world), and their nicknames were: Long Wang San, Short Li Si, Hurry Three Thousand, Slow Eight Hundred, Fen on the Basket, Maggot in the Shit, Worm in the Rice, Fart in the Rice, Thorn on the Bird, Little Sandman, Wooden Companion Brother, Ox Tendon, and so on.

Having already gained a bunch of followers as soon as they set off, the group continued towards Qingzhou. Passing a roadside inn, the dozen or so people ate and drank happily. Suddenly, Kongming and Kong Liang went limp and collapsed onto the table, falling asleep instantly. Dozens of servants also collapsed, except for Song Jiang, who remained unharmed. She immediately sensed something was wrong—it was a sleeping potion! She herself possessed some Drow Elf blood, making her immune to the poison, which was why she had escaped unharmed!

However, this was of no use. Song Jiang's fighting ability was really very average. When the waiters saw that everyone else had fallen and only Song Jiang was left, they stopped pretending. The three of them, armed with sticks, attacked from three sides and fought for dozens of rounds. They easily knocked the sticks out of Song Jiang's hands and subdued him. They tied everyone up and sent them to the mountain stronghold.

Upon reaching the top of the mountain, the three leaders sat upright on three large tiger-skin chairs.

The leader had beautiful long, orange-red hair, with many black streaks in the middle, the orange and black intermingling like the stripes of a tiger. His beautiful eyes were huge and round, like copper bells. He was tall, with long, slender arms, and exuded a heroic aura. He was called Jinmaohu Yanshun.

On the left is a female dwarf. Sitting there, she looks like a little girl in her early teens, even younger and more innocent than Song Jiang. She is called Dwarf Tiger Wang Ying.

On the right is a woman with a face as pale as if powdered and a body as delicate as a weeping willow, named White-faced Lady Zheng Tianshou.

Chapter 199: Song Jiang Commands the Wind and Rain at Qingfeng Mountain

"Ha! This time we caught a black drow, perfect for changing things up!"

Wang Ai Hu jumped up excitedly and rubbed his hands together.

"Children! Your auntie is feeling a bit tipsy and needs a hangover soup. Quickly, take this girl's heart and liver and make a three-part hot and sour hangover soup!"

Upon hearing the second-in-command's order, a henchman immediately fetched a large copper basin of water and placed it in front of Song Jiang; another henchman rolled up his sleeves, revealing a gleaming heart-splitting dagger in his hand. The henchman who had fetched the water then began to splash water into Song Jiang's heart, explaining as he did so.

"The human heart is always filled with passionate blood. Once this cold water is poured out, the passion is dispelled, and the heart and liver are taken out, they become crisp and delicious!"

After saying that, the henchman splashed water directly onto Song Jiang's face, causing Song Jiang to look up and roar, "It's a pity that Song Jiang will die here!"

Upon hearing the name "Song Jiang" with his own ears, Yan Shun immediately became alert. His drunkenness subsided somewhat, and he stopped the henchmen, saying, "Don't splash water! She said she is Song Jiang?"