Peach Blossom Shadows [Full Text]

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The poem reads:

Sitting languidly, not from the wine, I leisurely explore a deep affection. I once played the zither under the moon. Zhuo Wenjun, newly widowed, why not become my beloved?

I think of her slender waist and graceful lips, where can one find such beauty at fifteen? If only I could find her like the clouds in my dreams, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, it would be better than walking together in the Apricot Garden. The poem

"Right Tune: Fairy Maiden"

is titled "Foolish Thoughts." It expresses a deep longing and pity for the unattainable beauty, born of unrequited love. This foolish yearning is not unique to the poet; no one is as foolish as wood or stone. Who wouldn't dream of such a beautiful woman, sharing a bed with her? However, most women, though possessing some beauty, merely apply makeup; they cannot be described as breathtakingly beautiful. Only those of such beauty, capable of captivating a nation, can truly capture our hearts. Imagine her flowing hair, delicate eyebrows, a radiant face like a pear blossom; and then imagine her lower abdomen, between her thighs, soft as cotton, white as jade, full and smooth, dry and firm. It is said that all lovers in the world today are consumed by infatuation. However, while everyone harbors such romantic thoughts, not everyone finds their own. There was once a scholar, driven by a moment of infatuation, who experienced many extraordinary encounters and easily won the heart of a stunning beauty, becoming husband and wife for a hundred years.

This romantic tale takes place during the Chenghua era of the Ming Dynasty. There was a young man from an old family, surnamed Wei, named Rong, and courtesy name Yuqing.

His ancestral home was outside the west gate of Songjiang Prefecture, on the left side of Miaoyan Temple. At the age of seventeen, he was already a gifted writer. At fifteen, both his parents died, leaving him with only a husband and wife, the man named Chu Gui and the woman, Jia, named Shancha, twenty-one years old. She was naturally licentious and witty. Their neighbor was a widow named Ka… Second Sister, living alone with her daughter, Lan Ying, and the old servant Zhang Xiu. Wei Yuqing, though young, was mature beyond her years. Due to her family's considerable wealth, she had been well-fed and clothed since childhood. She was also exceptionally beautiful, with fair skin, red lips, and a refined air. Not only were men rare, but even among women, one in a thousand could not find such a charming and graceful figure. Although she had several classmates, she was too lazy to socialize and spent her days reading in her study.

One day, she picked up a book of Wu-Yue legends, and upon reaching the final volume, she burst into laughter: "Everyone laments the fall of the Wu king, but I alone believe that the Wu king, having obtained Xi Shi, can die with a smile. For several generations later, Yue will also become a captive. It would be better to..." Fuchai, with his beautiful concubine on a painted boat, accompanied by flutes and drums, spent his days touring the Gusu Terrace. How delightful! After saying this, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, then sighed, "I think life is like a fleeting moment. If one cannot find a beautiful and affectionate woman to share joys and sorrows with, even if one holds the highest official position and is as wealthy as Tao Zhu, one has only wasted one's life." He then laughed, "If I could have a wife as beautiful as Xi Shi, I would gladly burn incense and brew tea for her day and night, bowing and kneeling before her. But I wonder where the washerwoman is now!" From then on, Yuqing longed to marry a beautiful wife. Although matchmakers came to his door every day, he refused to agree easily. Whenever he was alone and bored, he would read "The Story of Yingying"... I savored "The Unofficial History of Yang Yunu" and "The Story of Wu Zetian's Ruyi Jun," and composed two quatrains: "

I cut a quilt of love, embroidered with mandarin ducks; though I haven't slept with my beloved, I leave a lingering fragrance for you.

Deep love makes dreams vibrant, I go to Gaotang in the night rain; I think of my beloved, only on the other side of the water." After

reciting these, Yuqing read them aloud twice more, clapping and laughing.

That night, I read until late into the night. Since it was late April and the weather was a bit warm, I went for a stroll in the courtyard. I heard sounds like fish nibbling in water coming from Chu Gui's room, and I heard a woman crying out, "My dearest, I'm going to die!" It turned out that although Yuqing was deeply infatuated, she hadn't yet tasted the deliciousness beneath her skirts. That night, she heard... "How strange! What is that sound? Could the two of them be on the balcony?" she thought with a start. She approached the door, listened intently for a while, but there was no window to open. Fortunately, the upper half of the wall was made of mud. She quickly pulled out her gold hairpin, gently dug a hole, and peeked inside with one eye. She saw that the room was brightly lit, and Camellia was lying on the bed. Chu Gui was standing naked near the edge of the bed, holding up her two white legs and thrusting wildly.

When Yuqing saw this, she was overcome with desire and could not stand still. Seeing that Chu Gui was really thrusting, about five hundred times, she lay on top of the woman and kissed her several times, whispering, "My darling, you are willing to give this..." "Would you like to show me this wonderful thing?" The woman smiled, slapped her shoulder, and said, "You filthy thief! You can do whatever you want, but won't you let me see it?" Chu Gui chuckled, got up, lit a fire, squatted down, and examined the vulva closely. Yu Qing, outside, couldn't see clearly, but saw a tuft of dark hair. She noticed that Chu Gui hadn't been looking for long before he started licking the vulva wildly with his tongue, making the woman unbearably itchy. She quickly sat up, causing Chu Gui to lie back, and then straddled him, inserting his penis and thrusting it in roughly, making a lot of noise.

After a while, Chu Gui rolled over again, lifted one leg, and began thrusting wildly from head to toe. The woman moaned. He kept calling out, "My darling, why are you so excited tonight?" Chu Gui said, "If you call yourself a slut, I'll give you another good time." The woman nodded and quickly replied, "Slut, slut, slut." Chu Gui then took a deep breath and thrust hundreds of times. The woman's voice gradually subsided, and she could only gasp for breath. At this moment, Yu Qing could not suppress her burning desire and was stroking her penis with both hands. Just as she was about to look again, she coughed. Chu Gui knew that his master was outside, so he quickly got up and blew out the lamp.

When Yu Qing tried to listen again, there was no sound. She could only walk into the bedroom. She saw the bright moon shining through the window and the flickering lamp. She couldn't help but feel sad and said, "Even if I haven't met a beauty, how can I be without a maid or two to look for?" "Isn't it better to be like a madman making a lewd act at night?" He then recalled the two men's lewd acts, wondering what the pleasure was like. He tossed and turned until the rooster crowed three times, unable to close his eyes, and played four songs to amuse himself. "

The lonely oriole east of the Song family's house envies the red flowers on the wall, regretting that there is no white jade to plant in Lantian. The morning breeze is bleak, the night bell is deep, this desolation is only missing a beautiful woman to share it with." In his dreams, ... Has the pleasure lingered? And yet, I haven't reached Wufeng.

With whom can I share this melancholy? I sigh, the night is empty, the precious time entrusted to the pear blossom dream. Tired of studying, I burn incense alone, our love is perfect, but who will carry the whispers of love? Behind the curtain, I see a scene of passionate love, two hearts entwined.

Laughter and chatter are fleeting, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, like mandarin ducks playing in a cold pond. Her breasts are close to my chest, her hair is loose, we indulge in our joy on the balcony. How could I know that to the east of the small wall, I am elsewhere, witnessing you drunk in the spring breeze?

Dew drips from the paulownia tree, I hear the drums of the watchtower beat four times, his lamp goes out, and he gathers up the remaining dreams. Our love is empty, only sorrow remains, half a screen... =class=infotextkey>Xinglu was in a daze, a sudden flash of inspiration, but I was still in a hazy state.

When dawn broke, Yuqing felt drowsy and fell into a deep sleep. Even after breakfast, before he could wash up, Chu Gui rushed in, reporting that the provincial examination notices had been issued to the counties, and that the Grand Duke had announced that the preliminary examination for students would be held on the 27th. Therefore, he had come to inform the magistrate and prepare for the examination.

Upon hearing this news, Yuqing had no choice but to gather his strength and review the examination papers he had selected day and night.

A few days later, the examination day arrived. At dawn, after washing up, Chu Gui took him to the East Censorate with a lantern. Around 9 AM, Magistrate Li finally gave the questions, some of which were about the theory of "study." Yuqing ground ink, dipped his brush, and without much thought, quickly wrote down an essay. The second question

was about the importance of food versus etiquette. Some, both adults and children, had only completed half a paper, others had finished two, some were asking their peers for advice, some were shaking their heads and making muffled noises, while others were ashen-faced and deep in thought. But Yuqing, despite his young age, was exceptionally quick-witted. Before long, he had completed the second paper and went to hand it in alone. Magistrate Li, seeing his youthful appearance and handsome features, was pleased and said, "The sun is not yet setting, and you're already handing in your paper. Could it be that you couldn't finish it?" Yuqing replied, "If I hadn't finished it, how could I have handed it in?" Magistrate Li gently unfolded the paper and read, "The question was asked to avoid obscuring the answer.""Then he began to speak, saying, 'Now, the important matter of offering sacrifices to our ancestors and honoring our ancestors is deeply concerning to the scholars of today.' Magistrate Li was overjoyed and wrote with his brush, 'Your lecture is excellent. If the entire lecture is worthy of your reputation, I will certainly recommend you to the master.' Wei Yuqing thanked him and left, where Chu Gui was already waiting for him outside.

From then on, Yuqing was deeply pleased with his success in the county examination, and his excitement grew even stronger. Recalling what he had seen the previous night, he felt an irresistible urge to seduce her. Shancha was quite attractive, and moreover, she frequently served him tea and meals, deliberately acting seductively. Therefore

, Yuqing harbored a desire to use her for his own purposes. One day, Chu Gui was out and hadn't returned. Shancha brought him water for his inkstone, and Yuqing was about to embrace her when he felt his face flush red. He feared the woman would disapprove and that crying out would be unseemly. However, the woman, upon seeing such a handsome young official, was so captivated that she wanted to swallow him whole.

Another day, Yuqing deliberately sent Chu Gui to Su Chuan to visit Zheng's aunt. After Gui left, Yuqing, feeling the heat of the day, prepared a hot bath and asked Shancha to scrub her back. The woman, with hair as black as clouds and adorned with a bright red pomegranate flower, wore an old black short-sleeved silk shirt, revealing her white arms, as white as snow lotus roots. Smiling, she brought in a bucket of hot water. Hearing the call, she quickly scrubbed Yuqing's back. Yuqing, wanting to arouse the woman, thrust her erect penis forward. Upon seeing this, the woman was greatly surprised.

It turned out that Chu Gui's penis was less than four inches long, while Yuqing's was over six inches. The woman was both surprised and attracted. Just as she was about to bathe, wearing only a single skirt, she began to... She pulled him up, then moved her legs apart, deliberately revealing a few black hairs and a red, wrinkled slit, which aroused Yuqing's wild excitement. He reached out and grabbed it, and the woman embraced Yuqing and kissed him. The two were deeply passionate, and they hurriedly went to the bedside. Yuqing, in turn, had the woman lie down, lifted her golden lotus, and quickly inserted his penis. Before he had even pulled it in five or six times, the woman was already laughing and exclaiming with pleasure. It turned out that the glans was directly hitting the core of her flower, so the woman was very happy. Yuqing, because his vulva had never given birth, was tight and dry, and he felt a sense of fulfillment, repeatedly exclaiming, "Interesting! Interesting!" It was only his first time... On the balcony, the woman's lust was overwhelming; she moved wildly and jerked wildly, thrusting over two hundred times before finally ejaculating.

Yuqing, his eyes slanted, leaned over the woman's abdomen, feeling a tingling sensation throughout his body. The woman, her desire raging, hastily rolled over and took his jade stem into her mouth, sucking and licking. Soon, it hardened, and Yuqing pushed the woman down, resuming their lovemaking, thrusting hundreds more times. The woman's starry eyes slightly opened, her cheeks flushed, unable to speak, only able to giggle and murmur, her juices flowing freely onto the floor.

Yuqing quickly wiped it dry with a handkerchief, then inserted himself, laughing as he asked, "How do I compare to Chu Gui?" The woman wrapped her arms around Yuqing's neck, her voice sweet and gentle, "He's a rough man, how can he compare to my gentle and charming husband? Although we've been married for two years, I've never experienced such joy. If I hadn't encountered this wonderful thing, I would have wasted my life." With that, she began to thrust wildly with her hips. Yuqing, enamored by her quick wit, thrust in and out with all his might for two hours before finally stopping.

The woman hurriedly got up to prepare dinner. Yuqing, a man of considerable capacity for alcohol, felt even more aroused that night, drinking continuously until he was nearly drunk. Shancha also quickly prepared [the entire text], boiled water for a bath, and then slept with Yuqing, inevitably returning to the balcony. One was experiencing the pleasure for the first time, naturally her desire was high; the other, having just tasted new joy, felt her heart burn even more intensely. There was once a silver-threaded melody, solely describing their pleasure.

Outside the gauze window, the white moon... Twisting flowers; within the silken curtains, smiles as sweet as glue. How could the impetuous young man not ride to Zhangtai; the little matchmaker, so beautiful, like a magpie entering a phoenix's nest. Her lovely heart whispers, "This joyous gathering is so rare, my hair is disheveled, my body is tingling with pleasure. I only regret that the neighboring temple's bell tolls so early."

From then on, Yuqing often sought pleasure with Shancha, but details cannot be elaborated.

In mid-June, she indeed ranked second in the county examination, and third in the prefectural examination. Yuqing was overjoyed, dancing with delight. A few days later, it was time for the academy examinations. She had read the questions before, and her two essays were written with exquisite detail. When the examiner announced the results, she received the top honor in Huating County. On the

day of her departure for the academy, ten colorful flags fluttered, a band of musicians played, and Yuqing rode a fine horse to greet them, regardless of gender. All the children crowded around to watch, praising the young man's good looks and youth.

As he approached his own door, he suddenly heard a sweet voice from behind the bamboo curtain on his left, announcing in unison, "A man of exceptional talent and appearance! This is the true scholar!" Yuqing was overjoyed. Entering the guest room, he saw a throng of relatives and friends bringing congratulatory gifts, filling the doorway. Among them was a man surnamed Zou, nicknamed Shiquan, a close friend of Yuqing's father. Living several miles from the city, he had heard of Yuqing's success in the imperial examinations and had come with his son, Zou Liangsheng, to offer their congratulations. Another man, Ge Shiyun, was a top student in the county school. He had previously been at odds with the Wei family over inheritance disputes, but seeing Yuqing's early success, he feared holding a grudge and reluctantly sent a small gift of silver to offer his congratulations. Yuqing accepted all the gifts from his relatives and friends, except for Ge Shiyun's, which he wrote a note to. Bi Xie.

By dawn the next day, all twenty-one neighboring families had personally delivered gifts. Only Bian Erniang from next door sent her old servant Zhang Xiu to congratulate Yuqing, saying, "My mistress is widowed and unable to join the neighbors in celebrating. I have sent this humble gift as a token of my respect; please do not laugh at it." Yuqing looked at the gifts: a pair of red shoes, two bolts of silk, a copy of the Records of the Grand Historian, an inkstone, and four taels of silver as a congratulatory gift. Yuqing firmly declined, saying, "As a neighbor, I have never dared to inquire about your well-being since you are widowed. Now, you have suddenly bestowed such a generous gift; I have no right to accept it. I hope the old steward will convey my thanks to you." Not long after Zhang Xiu left, he returned with more gifts. After several repetitions, Yuqing finally accepted the red shoes and the Records of the Grand Historian. But enough of that.

Since starting school, half a month had passed without any discord. Suddenly one day, Bian Erniang sent Zhang Xiu over again and said to Chu Gui:

"My mistress wishes to speak with Sister Chu." Upon hearing this, Shancha quickly consulted with Yuqing, saying, "Thank you for summoning me, Second Mistress, but I don't have a single gauze garment on me." Yuqing then gave Shancha a dark crepe gauze shirt left behind by her mother, saying, "I received a generous gift from Second Mistress the other day. When you go to see her, please be sure to convey my gratitude." Shancha agreed and went through the back door to the Bian family's residence. To find out what Second Mistress Bian had to say, please read the next chapter.

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